#HM: ZUHO

[bl-bam-beyond]

RECOGNITION & APPRECIATION POST

Series: STAR STRUCK

Actor: KIM IN SUNG

Honorable Mention: ZUHO

KBL has made a resurgence in year of 2023 with such powerhouses like Our Dating Sim, The Eighth Sense & Unintentional Love Story to name a few.

Right now I'm truly enjoying STAR STRUCK and two really great performances specifically KIM IN SUNG as Seo Han Joon. His character is so simple yet complexed. Han Joon has a weakness when it comes to Yoo Jae. He can't deny his feelings. The way he looks at him. Even when he is insensitive, Han Joon can't help but forgive him. That candy situation for example. Han Joon paid more for a simple gift of candy than his own meals. Yoo Jae threw it breaking it and Han Joon still kept it only to watch Yoo Jae throw it out right in front of him because he pretended it's importance was trivial.

At the same time ZUHO is killing it as the insensitive Yoo Jae but you kinda forgive him because in his way he loves Han Joon but he's entitled and jealous. Jealous of the senior he calls Bro. Jealous of the girl in the coffee shop. Really anyone that takes Han Joon's attention from him. Like the cute boy in high school that was crushing on the girl that was crushing on Yoo Jae.

Only 2 episodes left and then Love Tractor begins.

[synthetickitsune]

Hello, could I request 13 and 22 from the smut list with Youngbin and Zuho pleaseee?

Sure thing! Thanks for requesting~ ♡

Youngbin & Zuho (SF9) | Mirrors & Two polar opposite doms smut | 1k

“Absolutely wrecked, don’t you think?”

Juho meets your eyes in the mirror set opposite to the bed. When they threaten to look lower, his fingers curl around your jaw and turn your head back towards him. He tuts. The first kiss is not exactly rough, just a threat and a promise of what’s coming. But the following ones are, they have you arching your back and squirming on Juho’s lap. You feel him leaking on your lower back as you press against him. That way, however, you pull away from the stimulation and your approaching climax. Youngbin coos at you, almost as calm as you’re distressed. Doesn’t even try to shush your whining, unlike the other man.

“Should we let our precious rest for a bit?” he smiles as he smooths his palms over your thighs, watching you completely under Juho’s control. The man in question lets you go, smirking at your desperate noises. Youngbin soothes you, or tries to, with a couple kisses to your inner thigh.

"No," Juho decides, his hands wandering across your torso to play with your nipples, "Our darling can take it. Did Youngbin make you feel good?"

He never lets your attention slip away from him. The look in his eyes is dark and intense. You don’t dare close them. You nod, and correct yourself straight away: "Yeah. Amazing."

The man kneeling between your legs only chuckles, kissing your thigh one more time. 

"Thank you, love," Youngbin smiles, "I made you speechless, hm. That's so cute. Juho's mean for making you talk when it's so hard."

You agree, even if you keep it to yourself. What’s not so easy to hold back are your moans when Youngbin dives in once more and his tongue plays with your clit. Your eyes close on instinct, and it’s enough to warrant a slightly rough pinch to your nipple that makes you yelp and jump.

“What did I tell you about closing your eyes?” Juho demands, giving you only a blank look when you finally force yourself to answer him. You’re to look at him and him only. That’s what he got the mirror for, afterall. It’s easier said than done, what with the wonders Youngbin does with his tongue and the need to pay him some attention too the longer this goes on. Not that the view is bad. Juho’s good at self-control, but you live for the slight frown on his face, the concentration there as he watches Youngbin getting you off on his tongue.

“Don’t be so strict,” the older man says, humor in his voice as he depraves you of yet another orgasm, “You give impossible orders, isn’t that right?”

For once, Juho nods at you, allowing you to look at the man talking to you. Youngbin looks sinful between your legs, your juices coating his chin. While you know it’s meant to ground you, the circles he draws on your thighs with his thumbs only fuel your want. Nothing his helping. Responding is a trap too. It feels like choosing sides, and you know you are. And either has its benefits and disadvantages but your brain feels too scrambled to consider your options properly.

“Sometimes,” you mumble. Both of them hear it, though. Juho scoffs while Youngbin gives you a bright smile and raises his hand to your cheek. You lean into the loving touch. Juho’s hands, meanwhile, drop to your hips and guide you to raise yourself on your knees. 

You panic, unsure of what he wants to do. Did you make him upset? Angry? Is he going to punish you? Leave? Youngbin reacts quicker than Juho, his hands grabbing yours. He reassures you, squeezing your hands in his while he whispers sweet nothings. Juho joins him not long after, his lips planting soft kisses all over your shoulders. His hands move, one wraps around your waist while the other guides his cock to your entrance and stabilizes you as you sink down on him.

“It’s alright, let go,” he murmurs into your ear, “You’re doing so well.” His voice is just a rumble, enveloping you like a liquid comfort.

“So good for us, so so good,” Youngbin agrees. He kisses your stomach, keeping you still once Juho’s buried to the hilt inside you. You feel like you’re losing your mind and you don’t want to think you’re the only one. Yet they seem like nothing could break their composure. It hits you, then, how patient they are.

“Now, our love,” Youngbin stands up. You lean forward before he can continue and Juho pulls you back again, but the other man notices and kisses you like he knows you want. The man behind you scoffs.

"He's spoiling you, baby," Juho tsks, more a warning to Youngbin than a reprimand to you. 

"He'll correct you if you get too out of control," the older man coos against your lips, "And you wouldn't want that, right?"

"No," you shake your head. That earns you another quick before he steps back.

"Now, as I was saying," Youngbin continues, "You'll be good for us so we can all get what we want."

He takes another step back and sits down right under the mirror, his back against it. He palms the tent in his boxers, the last piece of clothes between the three of you. You try not to whine at the sight.

“Eyes on Juho, sweetheart. Think you can do it for me?”

You can, but you don’t want to. Until Juho wraps his hand around your neck and gives it a slight squeeze. So you open your eyes and gasp at what you see in the mirror - his dark eyes staring back into yours, his skin stretched thin across his knuckles with how hard he holds your hip down with his free hand. You felt it, but seeing it has you clenching around him just as tight.

“So good,” Youngbin praises, “Give me a show, baby. Take care of Juho and then I’m gonna give you a prize, okay?”

The man loosens his grip on you, helps you raise your hips and move.

“Keep your eyes on him. Watch how well you’re doing.”

And so you do. Your mouth waters. You may be greedy, but two lovers are better than one.

[mymoodwriting]

Request for @petitebakers (third installment to this) 2.8k, yandere, blood, attempted murder, manipulation

“Baby, it’s time to wake up.”

“Five more minutes…”

    You snuggled against Hwiyoung, ignoring Zuho who was trying to get you up. It wasn’t really for your sake, he just wanted you off Hwiyoung, but you refused to let go. Hwiyoung was awake as well, but pretending to sleep with an arm snug around you, keeping you close.

“Baby, Hwiyoung needs to come with me.”

“No. He’s all warm and cuddly.”

“Y/n, he has to come to work with me.”

“No, he’s mine.”

“I will not be taking you shopping again if you keep this up.”

“That’s okay, Hwiyoung can take me shopping, right?”

“Yeah…”

“See.”

“Hwiyoung, get up. This is unprofessional of you.”

“I can’t… I’m trapped.”

“You are way stronger than her.”

“I’m trapped… I cannot go, Zuho. You must go on without me.”

“Get up!”

“Sh!” You whined. “We’re sleeping.”

“Alright, that’s enough, you brought this on yourself.”

    Zuho didn’t hesitate to yank you off of Hwiyoung, despite all your protests. He had a cunning look on his face, one you only saw for a moment before he bit into your neck. You gripped his shirt tight from the initial sting before relaxing into his embrace. He kissed your cheek afterwards, leaving a bloody mark.

“Bad girls get punished.”

“I wasn’t bad…”

“You were being very bad.”

“Nuh…”

“Aish, you’re lucky you’re cute. You can go back to bed now.”

“No… fair…”

“What makes you think I play fair?”

    Zuho laid you back down under the sheets, licking the blood off your face, before yanking Hwiyoung out of bed. He fell to the floor, wining and trying to roll under the bed.

“Get up already! We’re gonna be late.”

“Aish…”

    Hwiyoung got up and stretched, yawning very loudly. He looked over at you, a smile on his face. He would rather stay with you, but the choice was out of his hands. He pressed a kiss to your cheek, petting your head before leaving you to sleep. The bed wasn’t as warm and cozy without him, so you only slept for a while longer. You were still out of it, but you’ve gotten used to walking around the house with low blood. You made your way down the stairs, leaning against the railing, going one step down at a time.

“Y/n, what are you doing out of bed?”

    Jaeyoon found you on the railing, half asleep. He had been informed on what Zuho did to get Hwiyoung, so he knew you definitely shouldn’t be up.

“Nothing…”

“How long have you been on the stairs?”

“What?”

“Come here.”

    He went over to you and picked you up, taking you with him to the kitchen. You definitely needed to eat, but he wasn’t expecting you up just yet. He sat you down on the counter, getting you a glass of juice.

“You should be in bed.”

“It’s boring… my pillow was taken…”

“If you had your way we wouldn’t get any work done.”

“Is that so bad?”

“Then how are we supposed to take care of you?”

“Fine… will you be my pillow?”

“Baby, I’m also busy.”

“You guys are always busy.”

“It’s cause we have an event coming up and need to prepare.”

“Oh… right…”

“We’ve talked about this.”

“I know… I’m not complaining… but I don’t have to like it…”

“You’re right, but we’re all proud of you for your behavior.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek. “You’re being a very good girl.”

“But do I have to attend?”

“Yes, you’re part of our family.”

“It’s so boring for me. Do I have to be there all night?”

“Hm… I’ll talk to the others about letting you retire early, deal?”

“Deal.”

❤

    Even if you hated the parties, you did have fun setting up for them. When your birthday came around you’d know the house would be decorated like this, but it will all be for you. Although once guests started to arrive reality settled in. You were still shy with greeting guests, but they found that adorable. Although you certainly glared at all the other pets that came through. Normally pets were expected to be friendly with each other, but you had no intention of doing that, and your boys knew.

    They did agree to let you retreat to your room after at least two hours of socializing. Of course they didn’t mean for you to actually socialize, you weren’t good at that, but to at least be around. So you’d smile at those you saw, keeping to the walls with a drink in hand, nothing alcoholic of course. Your eyes would always wander over to the clock, wanting your two hours to pass already so you could do anything else. Instead it was dragging, and you felt like it was taking forever for you to get your freedom. Although it came sooner than you thought, and in an unexpected way.

“Y/n.”

“Hm… Hyunjin?”

“Come on.”

    You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. You weren’t sure it was real, holding hands with your friend and sneaking upstairs.

“We can go to my room.”

    There was no denying Hyunjin was there with you, and you didn’t mind the excuse getting you here sooner. You took over from there, leading your friend to your bedroom and jumping on your bed. You were glad to be away from the party, although you had so many questions.

“How did you get here? Did you sneak in!”

“No. I came with one of the guests.”

“Guests? Wait, are you… a pet?”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Oh my gosh this is so cool!” You ran over to hug him. “Wait, I didn’t see you come in? I was greeting all the guests.”

“We arrived late, and I’ve been looking for you. Are you okay?”

“What? Yeah, I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be?”

“Y/n, you need to tell me the truth. What happened to you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“The night you were taken.”

“Huh?”

“Y/n, you texted us all that you got picked up. You should have returned in the morning, but you never did.”

“I didn’t… oh right, Dawon took care of all that.”

“So you didn’t text us… y/n that’s worse! So no one has heard from you in months! And then your family gets a huge pay out.”

“Pay out? For what?”

“You!”

“Me?”

“Y/n… you know the laws. Vampires can pick humans up for a night, but they can’t keep them. Only applicants are allowed to stay with vampires, and even then it’s only for six months.” Hyunjin reminded you. “Heck, it takes about a week to go through the whole application process.”

“How would you know?”

“How do you think I got here!”

“You applied?!”

“Yes! I had to get a psychical and psyche eval. Not just anyone can be an applicant, they gotta make sure you’re healthy in all aspects. That’s why vamps can’t just keep people off the streets, they need to be evaluated or else they could be vulnerable and get taken advantage of, like you.”

“Me? What are you trying to say!”

“Y/n, you never applied, yet you’re in this house. Not even that! They have legal custody of you. That rarely happens, and it means something bad happened to you.”

“But I’m fine.”

“You’re not… or the fact that you’re telling me that is the problem…”

“Hyunjin, you’re not making any sense. Nothing happened to me, I’m okay.”

“Y/n… I’ve been digging into this, and this whole thing isn’t right. You never applied, you know that.”

“No, I did. I filled out some paperwork the first night I was here.”

“Y/n.”

“What?”

“According to public records you applied a month before you came here. Which I know you didn’t, you know you didn’t. You apply before coming to a house, not when you do.”

“I… well things were done differently…”

“That’s illegal.”

“What are you trying to get at?”

“I don’t know. I’m just trying to figure out what happened to you…”

“Nothing happened. Hyunjin, I’m fine, I’m happy here.”

“That’s the problem… y/n, I know these guys had other girls in the house, and they all died. Aren’t you afraid?”

“I… that was an accident…”

“Y/n?” Hyunjin was suspicious. “What happened to those girls?”

“It was an accident! I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Did you… did you have something to do with their deaths?!”

“I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Y/n-”

“I didn’t do anything wrong!”

    You had been so happy to be with your friend, but now you were just riddled with anxiety. You hadn’t thought about that morning in weeks now, you were doing so good, but now you were worried. You wanted to run and go find one of your boys, but when you tried to leave Hyunjin grabbed you.

“Y/n, talk to me, what happened?”

“Let me go!”

“Please. I’m worried sick about you, we all are. You’re not supposed to be here!”

“Let go!”

    You had tears running down your face, your heart racing a mile a minute. Then there was a loud crash. You didn’t know Hyunjin had locked the door for some privacy, but that was never gonna work. The door came off its hinges, falling to the ground and startling you both. In the blink of an eye Hyunjin was off of you, Youngbin grabbing your head and looking you over.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“Nu… no… what…”

    Youngbin wasn’t the only one to make an appearance, noticing that Dawon had Hyunjin pinned beneath his foot.

“Who the hell are you!”

“A friend… what… what did you…”

“Don’t hurt him!” You cried. “He’s my friend.”

“Baby your heart was racing.” Youngbin said. “We heard it and rushed to find you.”

“I’m okay…”

“What did he do?”

“Nothing… I swear.”

“How the hell did he get in here?” Dawon questioned. “No way he got past our security.”

“He’s… he’s an applicant… he came with someone…”

“Huh, crazy.”

“Restrain him.” Youngbin ordered. “Then go figure out who he came with. He’ll be staying a while.”

“He will?” You questioned. “But why-”

“Sh, everything is going to be okay.”

    Youngbin took you to his study, having you stay there while everything else was figured out. You were worried about Hyunjin, hoping he wasn’t hurt. Nothing had happened between you, but you knew his actions wouldn’t look good to the owners of the house. So all you could do was wait, and wait, until Inseong came to get you. He didn’t seem mad, a small smile on his face, and you followed him down to the recreation room. A room you avoided for the most part.

“It’s okay.”

    Inseong held your hand, giving it a squeeze. You smiled, feeling reassured. You entered with him, seeing the others, and Hyunjin. He was tied up and gagged, restrained to a chair. You didn’t even know what time it was, but it was clear the party was over.

“What’s… what’s going on…”

“Y/n.” Jaeyoon said. “How is it that your friend is here?”

“He… he came with one of the guests…”

“Correct. And why is he here?”

“To… to see me?”

“Wrong.”

“Wrong? What-”

“He came here to take you.”

“Take me?”

“Yes. He’s been plotting and scheming, figuring out how to get in here, and leave with you.”

“But… but I don’t wanna go. This is my home, I belong with you!”

“I know baby, we all do.” Rowoon assured. “But things could have gone differently if we didn’t find you.”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I didn’t-”

“Sh, it’s okay, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Sorry…”

    You felt like you were in some sort of trouble, even though they had made it clear that wasn’t the case. Chani came over to you, leading you over to a table, and you became aware of the knife. You froze, but Chani pulled you forward regardless, picking up the knife, and holding it out to you.

“Chani…”

“Take it.”

“But…”

“It’s okay.” Chani put the blade in your hand. “We know you’re not gonna hurt us.”

“I… but I…”

“You wanna stay with us, right?”

“Of course. I don’t-”

“But he wants to take you away.”

“I won’t go with him!”

“He might not give you a choice.”

“…”

“You know what you have to do baby.” Zuho had come to your side. “You don’t wanna leave us, do you?”

“… no…”

    You gripped the blade tight, looking over at Hyunjin. He was your friend, or so you thought until tonight. His eyes were wide, thrashing around in his restraints, but he wasn’t going anywhere. Your heart was racing, just like before, but for different reasons now. You somehow found yourself in front of Hyunjin, slowly raising the blade. No one was going to take you from your boys, no one.

❤

    Hyunjin may have been restrained, but he could hear every word. Seeing how things were unfolding, he could piece together what happened, and he didn’t like where things were going. As you approached him he tried to get you to snap out of whatever it was they did to you, but when he looked into your eyes, he realized he was doomed. He shut his eyes, not wanting to see any of this, waiting in anticipation for the pain, but it never came. Instead he heard the knife clattering to the floor, slowly opening his eyes.

    Just as you were about to go in for the kill, Taeyang had grabbed you. He bit into your neck without warning, the pleasure and blood loss making you weak, causing you to drop the knife. You leaned against him, a small moan escaping your lips. When Taeyang pulled away he breathed heavily, blood dripping down his chin. Hyunjin stared with wide eyes, unsure about what had happened. Taeyang met his eyes for a moment, chuckling, before focusing on you.

“What a good girl.” He cooed. “Such loyalty and devotion.”

“Hm…”

“How was that for a show?” Youngbin questioned, stepping in front of Hyunjin. “Do you get the message?”

“…”

“You can just nod your head, but let’s see what you have to say.” Youngbin removed the gag. “So?”

“What did you do to her!”

“We didn’t do anything.” Jaeyoon said. “She made the choice to protect us, and she’d do it again.”

“You messed with her head!”

“So you don’t get the point here.”

“You’re all psychos! And when I-”

“What?” Hwiyoung questioned. “You’re gonna go tell the Syndicate that something is wrong with your friend and she needs to be taken away from us?”

“I-”

“In case you forgot, she’s ours. No one is taking her from us.”

“Besides.” Dawon added. “Who would ever care what you say? You’re just some insignificant human.”

“You can’t do this to her! She’s not some pet for you-”

“Isn’t that where you’re wrong? Heck, you’re technically a pet too.”

“…”

“You’re not ours, so we won’t hurt you.” Inseong said. “We’re just borrowing you for a bit, that’s all. We’ll send you back alive.”

“Just know you won’t ever get close to her again.” Rowoon added. “We’ll make sure of that.”

“You can’t-”

“Or you could leave here as another… accident.”

“…”

“I thought so.”

    Taeyang had you slow dancing with him, keeping your dizzy mind unbalanced, and making sure you maintained that smile. You giggled whenever he’d spin you around, the feeling of floating making you think you were flying. You stayed close to him, ignoring all the other voices until everything faded to black.

❤

    You always loved sleeping in someones arms, being reminded that you were loved from the instant you woke up. You opened your eyes to see Chani, humming to yourself as you laid your head on his chest. Although your eyes were barely open, you could tell this wasn’t his bedroom, or yours. You quickly sat up, taking in your surroundings.

“What are you doing?”

    Jaeyoon pulled you back down, but you were still figuring everything out. You were all sprawled out on the living room floor, blankets and pillows everywhere, everyone sleeping in a big pile. Jaeyoon had noticed your curious look.

“We were all too lazy to go upstairs… but Rowoon brought you down from your room.”

“Oh… are you guys okay?”

“Sh…” Inseong whispered. “If Youngbin wakes up we’re gonna have to clean the house.”

You giggled. “Okay.”

“Just go back to sleep baby.”

“Hm…”

    You snuggled against Jaeyoon. A moment later Chani rolling over to sandwich you in, bringing a big smile to your face. This was where you belonged, happy and safe with your boys, knowing they loved you. Nothing could take you away, they wouldn’t let you go, and you didn’t intend to let them go either. This was home.

[linksthoughtbrambles]

The Crown's Deputy Fairground Officer

Part 29 of Link's Thought Brambles

“Ah! Princess! And Lady Mipha. Sir Link. So pleased you could join us.”

Wow. That was a genuinely-thrilled-boom if I ever heard one. Does he sing? He should sing.

“Of course, Greanmare. I hope I haven’t kept you waiting.”

“Not at all, not at all. Won’t you have a seat, Your Highness? Lady Mipha?”

“Certainly, thank you. Sir Link?”

“Yes, Princess.”

“Won’t you sit down?”

.

That is a thick silence right there. THICK like lotus seed paste. Without the tasty part. There's nothing tasty going on here.

Mipha’s giving me her crinkle-smile. She doesn't even know. Wish I was her! “I… ought to remain standing in your presence, Princess.”

“Nonsense. I gave you the day off, remember? You’re here to advise this council, not as my guardsman. Please sit.”

Um. Okay. Jeralt. Jeralt’s here. Give me a clue?

That’s a little smile and eye-flick toward the chair on her left.

Well, then.

“To advise this council, Highness?”

Do not wobble. You’ve no excuse now that Mipha healed you.

“Yes, Aurexler.”

Not sure I’ve ever talked to the Chancellor before.

“That is… most unusual, Highness.”

Mipha’s moving to sit on my other side. Probably still worried about me.

“I imagined whatever ceremonial proceedings are to take place would involve him.”

”Eh- that’s so, Highness, but involvement does not necessitate an advisory role.”

“And yet, I have chosen to include him, Aurexler.”

Wow. That’s the first time I’ve heard that stony voice from her NOT directed at me. Don't smile, Link. It might annoy this guy.

“Well, I’m sure that was welcome.”

Zuho... what was that even supposed to mean? Is he trying to imply I can’t possibly have wanted to come, so the Princess should feel like she’s some kind of thorn in my side? Is he hinting I wanted to come but for an inappropriate reason? I can hear the disdain. I can hear it. But I can never quite tell what it is.

“I felt it important considering the revelation regarding the nature of my power has closely linked it to Link’s.”

!!!!!!!!!!!!! That was a good one, Princess!!!!

Tamp your little side-smile down, Link. She’s turning red. It was an accident, wasn’t it? Too bad. Still, well done!

They’re all studying us. Plynne’s face is always round but her cheeks are huge with an extra-dimply smile right now. Greanmare’s is… disturbingly similar. I know that look. It’s the one Mom gave Lieri and Onna at the last rice harvest. Her I-know-you-two-better-than-you-do-and-you'll-be-married-next-year look. Which is not at all applicable in this situation.

Uh-oh. Link… your allies? Some of them might think you WERE getting busy with the Princess… but that it’s cute. Not wicked. Plynne giving you sweets to feed the Princess? Maybe that was about more than fattening her up. She might have been… trying… to…

…to help me talk to her…

She said so! She asked me if I had trouble talking to girls! The night I went belowground!

It takes me way too long to figure these things out. What do all these OTHER people think?

Jeralt’s sweeping us both in turn. Seems thoughtful, though, not critical. Aurexler just seems annoyed that I’m here. Zuho- looks too livid to make any sense. Mipha’s giving me a calm side-eye. I’ve gotten that look a thousand times from her and still don’t know what it means, but I know it’s nothing bad. Not with her. Jirolie looks totally unfazed and in fact may be on another plane of existence considering her dreamy smile at the nearest sconce. She doesn’t seem to care much about anything but aesthetics. She’s probably waiting until they come up. I can relate a bit. I don’t like it when colors clash.

“Ahem.”

And I wouldn’t mind staring at a sconce for a while. They’re shiny.

“Aurexler?”

Hm. Shouldn’t there be more people here for a huge deal like this?

“Highness. The King and Priestess Merisse-“

Ugh. Glower-priestess.

“are to officiate a brief ceremony reaffirming your command of the champions.”

That’s a pulled punch. Why do the same thing all over again?

“The Priestess is to bless you, and the King to announce your military rank above the generals.”

That’s even sillier. She already has that. Her commands outweigh theirs. It’s an empty gesture.

“Hmm. Upon my last visit to the Cathedral, Priestess Merisse called upon Sir Link to give me his blessing, as one clearly connected to the Goddess.”

Why is she bringing this up?!

“Sir Link.”

“…Yes, Princess?”

“This is an excellent opportunity to honor her request. I believe I am also called upon to return the gesture, for now that my own connection is apparent, I would be remiss not to.”

Am I supposed to be talking? I am. I definitely am. Mipha’s leaning forward to eye the Princess around me. There’s something unusual about her pupils. They seem wider.

Link, pay attention! The Princess is asking for your blessing directly. You should fricking GIVE IT TO HER and not sit around waffling!

“I’d be honored, Princess.” Lots of fishy-faces around the table. Not Mipha, though. Her mouth is shut. Hehe.

“Y-your Highness—we ought not slight the Priestess-“

“I have no intention of slighting anyone, Chancellor. She may perform her blessing as well.”

“Ah. Very well, Highness.”

He looks relieved. Maybe glower-priestess freaks him out. I'd tell him about the schoolmaster thing if I knew him a little better.

“The king has agreed to temporarily recall the central commanders that they may be present in the sanctum. General Allorary would not reach us in time, unfortunately, nor would Sir Lyle, Sir Khi, Sir Norrel or Lady Impa.“

Um. That chest feeling.

“Such a recall seems unnecessary.”

It’s back.

“All immediate military commanders need not be present-“

No, no, don’t do this to yourself, Link. Relax.

“to officiate at a general’s ranking ceremony. Why at mine?”

Aurexler just said he’s NOT coming.

“The king thought it might be prudent that you meet and speak with them as soon as possible.”

Mipha’s watching me again, isn’t she?

“Given the unforeseen combat nature-“

Yup.

“-of your talent.“

I guess it’s a good thing it’s hard to read her.

“You may be fighting alongside them in future, Princess.”

I THINK she might be feeling bad for me

“I see. As long as their garrisons are placed at no disadvantage, that is.”

but it’s easier to ignore if I’m not sure.

“There’ll be no issue, Princess.”

Jeralt.

“Sirs Harr, Witenook, Zeenia, Xyre and Ewin are all competent leaders with superb knights under their command. Their garrisons will stand ready should trouble arrive, whether they’re present or not.”

Bernes is stationed with Ewin. Wonder how he’s doing?

“Thank you, Sir Jeralt. Well then. A ceremony at the sanctum. Lady Mipha, would you do us the honor of joining us there?”

Wonder if he heard about the melee.

“Of course, Princess!”

I can see him now, proclaiming he’s the greatest knight in Hyrule because he’s the only guy who got past my guard in training.

“Wonderful. I thank you. From the document I reviewed, I gather the celebration will take place in the ballroom immediately following the ceremony?”

Wait, what?!

“Yes, Highness.”

“I see. It is similar to the plan for Champions’ Ceremony, then?”

Nods. No. Noooooo.

“Ah.”

What do I say? What do I say? I can’t let them do this. No way. “Uhhm…” Woah! What's the Princess suddenly looking so pleased about?

“Sir Link? My, you appear apprehensive. Would you care to explain?”

Swallow. Mouth very dry. There’s a pitcher of water. Would buy me some time. But no. It’ll be even worse if I have to feel them all stare at me while I pour a glass.

“The… ah… the champion’s ceremony was… kind of a travesty.”

“WHAT?” “You dare-“ “It was not!” “-rapscallion-“ “My oh my-“ “Hmm hm hm”

“Sorry! Sorry, Sorry- I- I’m bad sometimes. With the talking-“

“Sir Link. The Champion’s Ceremony was lovely.”

?? Princess? Oh dear Goddess. Do I argue with the Princess in front of all these people?

Not argue… no… no… think, Link… “The- uh. The ceremony itself was nice. Very… formal. Uplifting and all that. But what came after it… Mipha, help me out, here. It was dull, wasn’t it?”

“Oh myy yes, heeheee.”

I wasn’t expecting the crinkle giggle. At least she agreed with me.

“The food was, however, quite excellent. Those creations—what were they called? Burr gerrs? Nothing like them in the domain!”

“Oooh yes, we enjoyed making those. We try to do something a little different in the kitchen for special occasions like these.”

“Delicious!”

“Highness?”

“Yes, Aurexler?”

“I expect you’ll agree with me that the purpose of this event is not to be entertaining. It is a most serious occasion to be treated with reverence.”

“Hmmm.”

She’s eyeing me. Is she waiting for me to say something? He was talking directly to her.

“Each of our recent celebrations have been quite similar. The Champions’ ceremony, the grand recital, the art show, the tech fundraiser… I’m curious what Sir Link would propose as an alternative.”

“B-but he’s just-!”

Ooooh. The quieting-hand! I’ve never seen her do that before.

“Sir Link, and Lady Mipha as well, since you appear to agree, what would you change?”

This is the wrong time to have remembered my hair is windblown, likely full of dry leaf flecks, and partially coated in horse saliva.

Don’t touch it, Link. Pretend you don’t care.

“W-well… this- the Princess’ power- this is important for all the people of Hyrule, not just commanders, landowners, and wealthy merchants." I just got a whiff of myself. It's horse, isn't it? I stink of horse. Focus, Link... "I don’t think this should be so… invisible, hidden away in a ballroom.” And why the frick didn’t you say anything about this, Princess? You let me blabber about caramel apples on the way here, didn’t you know I was thinking BIG FESTIVAL?

Well. Greanmare doesn’t look angry, at least. Only puzzled. Plynne seems a little worried. The rest of them are all waiting for the Princess…

Who has a teeny, tiny little twinkle in her eye.

“So, Sir Link…”

“…Yes, Princess?”

“Where would you suggest we host the remainder of this event, that it be visible?”

“… Visible and- and accessible.”

“Yes?”

“I… think we should open up the bailey. To the public.”

“Skies above, Sir! Once we let them in, what could we possibly do with them all?!”

Woah. I guess Aurexler is one of those people whose tiny face-veins turn very red. “Um... It’s short notice. We already have to make do with whatever supplies are around, so we should let as much come from Castle Town as possible. We could... partner with businesses in town and get them set up first. They can provide a lot of the food and some entertainment. We can let street musicians in-“

“Hbbt!”

“-Just in the bailey, Zuho. We could set up games and competitions. We should-“ Oh crap, we didn’t actually talk about this, so I’d better ask her. “Princess?”

“Yes, Sir?”

“Would you be opposed to taking part in some games?”

“Oh!”

She wasn’t expecting that.

“Well. No. Now you mention it, that’s an excellent notion. After all—and I may as well say this, since we all know it’s true. Until a few days ago, much of this kingdom had lost faith that I would gain my power in time. It’s not unreasonable to expect they might not believe it if they don’t see it for themselves. Is it?”

No. No it’s not.

“I’m not sure we should hold a tourney so soon after the impromptu melee-“

“I- sorry- I- wasn’t thinking a tourney, Sir Jeralt. That’s something only knights can participate in. I was thinking something more like festival or carnival games. There should be archery to show off the Princess, though. And a weight-lifting competition.”

“Hmm, perhaps we can do arm-wrestling again.”

“Heh. Maybe, Princess.”

That is a downright wicked smirk on her face.

“Are there any other games in particular you were thinking of?”

Oh. Oh, I can hear her say it even though she didn’t out loud. There was a “Sir Knight?” at the end of that sentence. “Um. Sure. Show riding… for older kids. Uh. Long and high jumps. Kids enjoy a good three-legged-race or an egg-toss.” That voice she's using-

“Kids, Sir Link?”

“Kids are Hylians, too, Chancellor.”

“You ARE full of ideas today, Sir Link.”

How is she making her eyes extra-twinkly like that??

“There is the unfortunate truth, however, that the council members at this table will be quite busy with the more formal arrangements, for we must not neglect those. We absolutely should host a dinner in the ballroom. Aurexler is right about that.”

“I would be pleased to provide dressings for the paths, bailey, and yard, Princess.”

Jirolie talked!!! I thought she was completely immersed inside her head!

“Your power’s connection with Sir Link’s… I should include the royal colors… also the Champion blue and white… they must intertwine. Plaits, yes, intricate, some delicate, others large for display from afar. Sir Link’s sweet thought of including children... inspiration... artistry activities for the little girls. Plaiting… embroidery… needlework… quilting… crochet and knitting.... So dear, and so wonderful for them to create the very hangings to emblazon our graceful castle… rosettes… yes, so many possibilities… not enough material, but again Sir Link’s idea to involve the local merchants will help…”

I had no idea she had this many words in her. Or that she was this far gone.

“You must have your own Champion’s garb, Your Highness… that, I can see to…”

“Jirolie, that is unnecessary. My riding clothes are already supremely suited-“

“Those are wonderful clothes, my Princess, wonderful-“

She interrupted the Princess!!! Does she do this often?!

“But a celebration of your exalted abilities is within the cloth. I feel it speaking to me already.”

Aaaaand no one has any idea what to say to that.

“W- well. If you insist, Jirolie. And I very much liked the idea of all those activities for children.”

“They’ll need seating.”

“Sir Link?”

Whoops. I said that out loud.

Now you’ve done it. They’re all looking at you again. Nothing for it, I guess. “If- if you’re doing needlework and… and all the rest, you’ll need somewhere for them to sit. You can’t throw them in the grass with all that dyed material. It’ll get dirty or sodden, and so will the kids. Blankets or rugs should be spread at minimum. Benches and tables would be great. It’d be easier…” Oh Goddess, Goddess, they’re getting wide-eyed, what does this mean? “Um. Easier if tables were set up on the flagstones lining the path. You can’t block it but you can have a long row on one side. Maybe blankets and rugs on the grass beside them. The parents can play with the kids that are too little for the- er- artistry. Or-“ You are having the mother of a brainwave, Link! “We can pen the whole area in so we can have a few adults in there and mom and dad can go actually enjoy some of the other stuff.”

This silence means one of two things, Link. Either you are an idiot, or you just blew all their minds. I don’t get why it would be the second one. Haven’t they ever been to a street festival?

The Princess’ smirk is now stupendously self-satisfied-looking.

“I must confess, everyone, that on the walk here Sir Link had already divulged a plan to produce a large quantity and variety of caramel apples for this event.”

“Ooooh, that’s a darling of an idea! They’re easy to make ahead of time and they keep and travel well. And we’ve certainly apples aplenty. Even the little lads and lasses in my kitchen can help in making those. My, I hadn’t a thought in my head of anything beyond a dinner service, but what a nice sentiment it is. Likely the toughest part will be finding enough skewers. But as Sir Link’s said, if we talk to the merchants in town we might come up with enough, and of course it’s not difficult to make them-“

“Madam Plynne.”

“MISter Greanmare?”

“Do I take it you like this idea of opening the bailey?”

“Sir Link’s exactly right. Everyone ought to celebrate the Princess, not just a few. And we all know it’s true they’ll need to see for themselves. How better for them to believe her than to see her hit all those targets in front of their eyes? We’ll be in for some cleanup to be sure, but there’s always them who’ll take the work.”

“There are security concerns.”

Jeralt’s not wrong about that.

“Opening up means letting in whoever chooses to come. We’ll let in pickpockets along with the rest. But they’re nothing compared to the possibility of a Yiga Clan member getting inside.”

Oh. Oh s*@#. He’s not wrong about that at all.

“There. Thank you, Sir Jeralt. Well, then, let’s scrap this madness and-“

“I didn’t say we should scrap it, Aurexler.”

“-Oh?”

He’s considering us again. Me and the Princess.

“We’ve been- we’ve been aloof here a long time. There’s some merit in that. Aloof is safe. But now all the pieces are in place to fight the Calamity, we’d be fools not to do what we can to assure people of it. When’s the last time you talked to any of the working townsfolk, Aurexler?”

“Hph. It’s been some time, as you well know.”

“There’s a good deal of fear there. I’ve had people, even castle staff, tell me they’d pack up their kids and run if they could afford it. It’s no small problem, and it won’t be solved by a single festival. But having the Princess walk with them, and show them just what she’s made of? That’s a start.

“We do need to be careful. If half the things I hear about Yiga clan members are true, we ought to station our guards in threes, not pairs, with moving patrols passing frequently to check all the nooks and crannies in the walls. It’ll be all hands on duty. We’ll have to withdraw some of the Castle Town Guard to manage it.”

“Could we hire-“

“No mercenaries, Greanmare. Too risky. And YOU two- Princess- Sir Link- you absolutely under no circumstances can be out of each other’s sight. I’m going to say this, because it bears saying after that melee. Your safety is more important than propriety. That goes for both of you. If there is anyone the Yiga clan intend to harm, it’s you. If they get in, you WILL be their targets. During this event, I don’t care what it is you’re doing, and that includes using the latrine-”

He did not just say that he did not just say that he didn’t

“Goodness-“ “Sir!” “Sir Jeralt!” “Uuuh-“ “Oh my-“ “Was that necessary?!”

“-you are to stay together.”

you’re not drinking or eating anything that day Link, you’re not

“And the rest of you can stuff your indignance because it isn’t important.”

you can always shove food in your pouch and eat it later

“Even better would be if Lady Mipha is remaining with us, that she accompany you, too.”

Oh Goddess, so now I’ll be in the latrine with TWO princesses judging me

“Threes. Better than pairs.”

No, no you won’t Link, because you won’t eat-

“So. We protect each other, Sir Link?”

Oooh. The Princess. Don’t look. Just nod.

“I will happily join you. We three together are unlikely to be overpowered.”

Great. What if THEY eat?

“Thank you, Mipha.”

Cider. There’s going to be cider, isn’t there? Of course there is. It’s all over town right now. A few swigs of that and the two of them both will be in and out of the latrine every forty minutes. We might as well just stay there.

Maybe one of the games can be who can control their bladder longest.

I can’t see many people going for that one.

“Well.”

Oh. Oh it’s Aurexler. You know what, never mind, he’s right, we should just-

“I can see I’m alone at this table. Far be it for me to dig my heels in when the remainder are in agreement. Unless you object, Greanmare?”

“No, no. I’ve been listening. I don’t think it’s something we should do ALL the time. But on this one occasion, mm, yes. Let’s make it a fair. A fair on castle grounds. As long as you’re agreeable, Princess.”

“I am indeed. Well, Sir Link.”

Yes?

“When shall we go into town?”

“…Huh?”

“To speak with the tradesmen and merchants? Someone must. And it certainly cannot be anyone else at this table. They’ll already have their hands full with the ceremony itself and the ballroom. Though we shall, of course, coordinate.”

Oh. Oh. Oooooh.

Oh!

Wait.

Is this going to be fun?

Do I get to plan a bunch of games and decide where to put tables and stalls and decorations and things? Well, probably not decorations, that’s Jirolie’s thing. She already said she’d do that. She apparently doesn’t care one bit how large her workload is and now she’s sitting there with her eyes closed. Probably dreaming up patterns.

“We can go whenever you’re ready, Princess.”

“Excellent. Mipha?”

“I’m looking forward to it!”

If we’re doing this. If we’re really doing this-

-we need to give serious thought to the toilet situation.

It’s not just about you, Link.

It’s about the hundreds-to-thousands of people who will ALL BE ON CASTLE GROUNDS making them absolutely disgusting if there’s no plan in place. This isn’t Hateno. The woods aren’t a hop skip and jump away from the three-legged-raceground.

“Ah- Princess?”

“Yes, Zuho?”

“We have yet to discuss the music for the ceremony or dinner.”

“Zuho, I defer to you in that entirely. I know whatever you produce will be perfect for the occasion.”

Huh. Suddenly he’s glowing. Maybe I should start buttering him up, too. Is that it? Have I never complemented his music?

I definitely haven’t. I’ll try that next time.

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Phew. I’m glad to be out of that room.

“Hmmm. Mm hm hm hm hm.”

Okay… she’s clearly trying not to seem like she’s laughing at me.

She’s failing. But she’s doing her best.

“Well, Sir Knight.”

Wh-what? That was like a bolt of lightning directly to my-

“It seems we may need a new title for you. A temporary one, of course. Your duties as my appointed knight, captain of my personal guard, and bearer of the Sword that Seals the Darkness will not allow you to take on another permanent assignment, I daresay. But for the next few days, we may perhaps call you the Crown’s Deputy Fairground Officer. What do you think?”

I think you can call me whatever you want if you keep saying it in ‘Sir Knight’ voice.

She has a new voice. She does.

It’s just for me, isn’t it?

Or am I just not used to hearing her happy and engaged? She seems as excited about this festival thing as I am.

Guess the king was right. We’re all suckers for a party.

Even Mipha, it turns out.

“This is so exciting! Where do we begin? I’ve been involved in celebrations in the domain, of course, but this is so different.”

Should I be ashamed of myself?

“I’m so pleased to be able to do this with you, Link! And you too Princess!”

Because I’m excited about getting a whole bunch of stalls and games set up in the bailey? Or because Plynne actually LIKED the caramel apples idea and we’re totally going to do it?

“I’m afraid I’ve little useful experience as swimming obviously cannot be involved. But I’ll do my best!”

Or because I’m looking forward to figuring out where to put tables for artistry activities and how to contain a gaggle of small children?

“Where do we begin?”

“Where indeed, Mipha. The official fliers will go up tomorrow, but we ought to begin contacting businessfolk today.”

“Carpentry first, followed by food.”

“Carpentry, Link? Does the castle not have enough tables?”

“It has tables, Mipha. But it does NOT have enough outhouses.”

“Oh? Oh. Oh my.”

“Yeah.”

“Good thinking, deputy Link. I believe you also mentioned a pen for child containment.”

“I did.”

“Very well. Let’s be off!”

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[Note: Just in case you're wondering whether I'm going to make you read through the entire event planning process... no. No, I'm not.]

[Other Note: I nearly titled this "[Zelda is a bit manipulative, but her manipulations are kindly meant.]" - In the end, though, I decided Link's new 'title' was more fun.]

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SF9's reaction: first time over at theirs, accidentally leak

Warnings: mentions of blood, medicine (tablets)

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Youngbin:

Partly anxious, partly thinks he knows what to do

He has a vague idea of what he should do, it presents itself to his decisions in the form of a solution but he isn't sure, is it what he is supposed to do? Suppose you have been asleep when he found out about your period, he will softly climb back into bed and wake you up. He'll hold you as and when you wake up and he finds it important to cuddle you all day long, even when he suggests that you watch something to distract yourself. He'll try to engage you in doing something like cooking as well but when he see that it doesn't work, he'll tell you that it's okay and pull you to the sofa where the two of you will spend the time either watching the tv or not but in each other's arms. You may go on a walk because he insists on getting fresh air and it's reliving, to feel the wind breeze through your hair, away from the growing stuffiness of staying indoors all day long.

Inseong:

''Oh, she must be in pain, what do I do?''

He may wake up because of your whimpers and heated body (you feel warm to the touch, much more than usual) so he wakes you up, giving you a detailed report of the blood stains and your probably high body temperature. He's freaking out which is cute before you sigh. The previous evening you felt your pms but when would it actually come? That was your question. Nevertheless, he leaves you to freshen up and takes the sheets for cleaning. He has some tricks up his sleeve; he knows that to do. When you come out, maybe hug him from the pain, his heart will squeeze like a towel filled with water, he'll press kisses on your face and give you gently words of support, ''You're doing so well. You want to lay down? I'll lay down with you, come.'' as he tugs you along. If you feel more active, he'll try his best to cook, as in, he'll give in his ultimate best. Extra effort so that you can eat food at home rather than from outside, it will taste good in the end because he would have followed the recipe and it's measurements to the t. Shining eyes should be following your movements when you taste his food, anxiously waiting for your response. Should you feed him, he'll melt, like a marshmallow. He loves you that much.

Jaeyoon:

Jaeyoon's a sweet heart

He'll ask you, ''Are you cramping?''. His voice is soft, almost down to a whisper. It draws you closer to him. You nod, pout whilst holding your lower tummy. You feel uncomfortable standing because of the pain, he knows it and draws you into his arms, holding you steady on your feet. He gives you little kisses on the cheek, teasing out giggles from you. He'll cook for you, maybe pancakes or avocado with fried eggs on toasted bread, whatever you want + as long as he is capable of making it, he may even surprise you! When you are eating, he'll give you company, his chin will rest in the palms of his hand and he'll give you this look where his eyes shine and the pads of his fingers drum on his cheek. He'll melt if you feed him, into a puddle his true form has been summoned. He'll make you smile, partly because of his cheeky jokes but also partly because of his own smile, lit cheeks that resemble a baking bun. He'll tell you not to apologise for the stained sheets, kissing your concern away. He'll join heads with you and figure out to do with it. The rest of the day, he'll spend it with you by taking you into his arms. Be prepared, fluff! passionate-driven! domestic husband! Jaeyoon is out to cuddle you!

Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk:

🥺🥺

He may wake up to your groans of pain, too disorientated at first to comprehend that you may be pms-ing so he'll go back to sleep. When he wakes up later on, the first thing he may say is, ''Shit.'', biting his lip but not yet thinking of a solution. He'll first check up on you, to see if you are still asleep or not. If you are, he'll let you you be and sit back with his mouth agape, wondering how this could happen. This may go on for some moments. He doesn't have even half the heart to wake up but if he has to, he will. When you curl up into a foetal ball, his heart will break. After you refresh, he'll rush to sort out a hot bag for you and maybe some tea and cuddle with you on the sofa till you begin to feel hungry (he may wait for when you are ready to make breakfast!). It's because he loves eating and so he'll love to see his significant other too. He knows that you enjoy what you are eating and that makes him happy, so he'll wait!

Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo:

Luxurious level Rowoon 💸💸💸

You may already be up when he wakes up. ''Oh!?!?'' is his voice when he looks at the lil' crime scene you left. You didn't stress about it okay maybe a little but decided to deal with it when he woke up. O-O is his facial expression. He can't believe his eyes. He's scared, he may never be able to un-see it again, ever. To bad for him, slightly better for you. You are already refreshed and not feeling to great, drained even before the day has begun but he's not asking anything, only how you are feeling. You settle in the seat beside him, pressing a kiss to his cheek, he greets you with a kiss back, discussing about your plans for the day. ''About the sheets'', ''It's okay'' he says, noticing your apologetic face, ''We'll throw them out'', ''Okay~ they are your sheets'' you laugh. Otherwise, if he wants to make love to you, your period may briefly hinder his thoughts but not by much, especially if you agree. He undress you in the shower and kiss you all over, to relieve the soreness of your body and fill you up. He would be okay to cock warm, to sit there with you on his lap and talk to you, giggle and laugh with you, occasionally cutting you off by giving you love-bites and sucking your nipples, nipping the area around them, if you find yourself comfortable with cock warming.

Zuho I Baek Juho:

Home-man Ju, never-leaving-his-cats Ju

But for you, it'll happen. You may have not brought pads or tampons with you because your schedule is hay-wire. If no and you have some then problem solved but if not, he'll leave you with a hot bag and run to the nearest store to buy you some pads. He'll hurry, knowing that you are in pain so he'll even say to his cats before he goes, ''Be good and take care of y/n for me okay?''. You have half a mind to chuckle at this adorable behaviour. In his pyjamas and slippers, he'll walk out, coming back with pads/tampons and food! Food! What's not there to love about this man? He'll bring your favourite snacks, putting them on a plate while you freshen up. If you borrow his clothes, you'll take his breath away. He'll put something on to watch or go out, like an amusement park or food stalls or wherever you would love to go. He wants you to feel better.

Yoo Taeyang:

Shocked or master level response

The first would be more appropriate for this man no? But I can't also help but think that he would see you in pain and move quickly. Without thinking of a plan or immediate solution, he would try to use what he has, a resourceful character is my point. He may rummage through the kitchen and medicine cabinets, standing there for two to three minutes, pondering over what he could use. He is quick to find a heat bag and warm it up, perhaps a wet towel that he thinks he will come back to and tablets for your pain. No doubt that his once blurry eyes and tired mind have disappeared to the back, your peacefulness of mind and sleep becomes his first priority. He takes you to the toilet and while you hazily strip off your clothes, he warms up the water and fills the tub with it. While you soak, cleaning yourself up, he lets you be, giving you the space you need to take a while and gather your peace of mind. There's a lot he would do for you. In the morning, he would cook for you and take you out. Later in the afternoon, you'll fall asleep together and in the evening, if you both are in the mood, he'll be willing to try and ease your cramps with releases. He's someone to be grateful for.

Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun:

Shy, to the bone

You knock on his door, ''Kyun?'', ''hm? You okay?'', he is curious. ''Yea, I'm going to the store and coming back.'', ''It's pitch black outside, I'll come with you.'', ''okay'', it's dangerous outside, anyone could be there. Just left the complex, he asks, ''What do you need?'', ''Tampons'', ''oh.'', he's flustered now. The tips of his ears turn pink and his cheeks- he can't resist them from going upwards. After scratching the tip of his ear, he asks, ''Does it hurt?'', ''hm, I can feel it, it's hurts a little but later it may hurt a lot.'', ''As in, unbearably?'', ''Yea and I think that I may have already leaked.''. ''Shit'' he murmurs, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk, ''If you want, you could go home and I could get them?'', he asks, in all seriousness. He doesn't contemplate that he's never done this before but he could, for you. ''It's okay, I think I can make it. Plus, you won't know what to get.'', ''Call me, ''Are you sure about this?'', ''Absolutely, I'll drop you off and then I'll pick them up, do you want something to eat?''. The endeavours make you smile, now you are at the front of his house, ''Anything is okay with me.'' to which he chuckles. He knows what you want, ''So some snacks?'', in a teasing manner. He moves closer to you. It's a pause from the outside world, cupping your face entirely in his hands, he kisses your cheek. You softly gasp, slipping into his grasp when he lets go. You could smell his shampoo and the way he lingered, he's already telling you, ''Go up, I'll come to you.'' having you shake you head and tell him, ''thank you.''. As he begins to walk, he resists turning back and pulling you into a kiss driven by heat-blinding passion.

I guarantee that the kiss doesn't happen for sometime but when it does, you end up making soft love under the covers. He starts with mapping out kisses along your body + he loves how you touch him when he kisses you.

Chani:

Loving and admirable

When he sees you in pain, he hurts too, expressed as a pout or frown, tugging your hand and asking if you are okay. He wants to make your pain go away. He may be doing some work on his laptop, he'll hold you in his arms with your head on his chest and you softly snoring away. It'll make him smile, after all you were woken up so early in the morning by your cramps, waking him up to a few hours later to find that you made breakfast. It depends on who wakes up, one or the other makes breakfast after a long competition of seeing who can sleep the longest. He feels grateful and he tells you that, before saying that you shouldn't have when you felt this much pain and that he was okay with eating outside food. You have to smile and place a finger to his mouth to prevent his nagging from chewing your ears off and give him a little kiss and then immediately pull him for cuddles. Complain about how you are in pain and he will melt like a lolly on a hot summer day and instantly cuddle you, hovering over your figure that he placed on the sofa and tease you, maybe by feeling your waist to your neck to a small make-out session. It'll be automatic for him to compliment you and shower you with love, easily embracing you and kissing you to tell you that he loves you.

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SF9

*clasps hands together* sf9!!! amazing! thank u!

favorite member / bias line: inseong youngbin... jaeyoon on a day where i'm feeling nice toward leo men

which member I’d fight (& why): dawon bc that man just cannot be normal abt inseong & i'm mad abt it. also zuho hwiyoung & youngbin for doing what they do to some sf9 songs. rowoon for his christian name being marcellinus. taeyang for getting all the nice fits. jaeyoon for being a leo man. chani for how he did that body roll in the move performance

favorite song(s): hmrrrrrrrrrr tbh they don't have... that many hits..... to me... but i had jungle game on a loop for some time! noise. also mamma mia rpm & now or never were other songs that caught my eye for a while

favorite thing about the group: they're the only group to have both inseong & youngbin & i think that's pretty cool

something i’d like to see from them: hm. a GOOD title track again? it's been a hot minute 😭 but also i need inseong styled insanely for ONCE...

[kpophours]

Waiting for Love (M)

➵ SF9: Zuho x fem. reader / one shot, college AU / angst, fluff, smut / REQUESTED

➵ warnings: explicit mentions of sex (oral: receiving/giving), mentions of drinking/alcohol, jealous behavior, slight cursing 

➵ word count: 3.9k

As soon as you walk through the door, the noise of too many people laughing, screaming and singing along to the extremely loud music hits you and you almost flinch. The party is apparently already in full swing - and it’s not even midnight yet. You pass a few people you know, lazily waving at them and continuing to look for your friends. You spot Harper in the kitchen, just about to fill a cup with beer while animatedly talking to Dawon, another of your friends. You push past two people, almost getting shoved into a giant of a man, but then, you finally reach your friends - and sling one arm around Harper’s neck, hugging her playfully. 

“What’s up, girl!”, she squeals and pulls you even closer, placing a wet kiss on your cheek and making you hiss in playful disgust. She laughs at your reaction and, after you quickly hug Dawon too, hands you a full cup of beer. You take a sip and gaze around the kitchen area, eyes flitting over the many people standing around and talking to each other over the loud music. “Where’s our birthday boy?”, you finally ask and Harper shrugs. “I have no idea. Last time I saw Hwi, he was trying to defeat Jaeyoon at beer pong and… lost. It was pretty embarrassing, to say the least.” 

You giggle and shake your head at that mental image.

Of course Jaeyoon wouldn’t let Hwiyoung win, not even on his birthday.

“And where is-”, you begin to asks, but Harper immediately interrupts you: “Zuho?” She grins, making you roll your eyes at her and shrug, but she knows you too well. “I don’t think he’s here yet.”, she finally answers and you just tilt your head to one side, trying to appear unaffected by her statement. Dawon grins and leans closer. “You and Zuho then, huh?”, he asks, voice hushed and secretive. You reply by shoving him playfully and leaving the kitchen again, their teasing laughter following you into the living room.

After searching around for a bit, you finally find Hwiyoung - already very intoxicated - and congratulate him on turning a year older. He smiles angelically at you and takes the way too expensive bottle of vodka from you, thanking you excitedly and asking you to play a round of beer pong with him - which you do.

Unlike Jaeyoon, you let him win. Taking advantage of his half-drunken state just seems wrong - and he’s way too cute when he finally manages to defeat you, giving you his signature gummy smile and ruffling your hair.

After making the younger man promise to drink some water soon, you greet some other friends, clinking cups with them and drowning the last of your drink. Suddenly, you spot a familiar and beloved face in the crowd. “Rowoon!”, you yell excitedly and wave at him, darting around the many bodies separating you and almost flinging yourself at the tall man and into his arms. He chuckles at your eagerness and hugs you close, his soft scent enveloping you entirely. You sigh and bury your face into his chest. 

“Missed me?”, he asks when you finally take a step back, a soft yet somewhat cocky smile on his face. You roll your eyes at him and shove him playfully, but can’t help to smile too. “Of course I did! You’ve been gone for two weeks - that’s so long!” He laughs, dark eyes glittering. “Well, even though the excursion was very interesting, I’m glad to be back too. Wouldn’t want to miss this party, after all!”, he says while slinging one arm around your shoulder and walking you back towards the kitchen. Rowoon fills one of the many red cups with beer before looking at you, a silent question on his face. You simply hand over your empty cup and he fills it to the brim. You playfully clink your cups together before taking a deep sip. Rowoon sighs contently, tongue darting out of his mouth to wet his lips. “I missed the gang. Where are the others? Where’s Harper? And Zuho?”, he asks, standing on his tiptoes - not that it’s really necessary as he easily towers over most people - and scanning the room. You shrug. “Harper and Dawon are here already, I saw them earlier. No idea about Zuho though.”, you answer, feeling a blush creep on your cheeks at the mention of your crush’s name.

You and Zuho had gotten to know each other thanks to Dawon, who’d been your project partner during your first semester at college. You had taken a liking to the slightly eccentric and chaotic man from the very beginning, and he soon introduced you to lots of new people - some of them actually being your closest friends now. Zuho had joined your group of friends a few months later as he was part of the same hockey team as Dawon. Being a rather quiet and almost stoic person at first but a rather fun and lively one if one got to know him a bit better, he had quickly caught your interest - and you had made it your mission to befriend him.

Which had worked rather well.

… Maybe too well.

Because you have long fallen for him - but he appears to be completely oblivious to your feelings, never really reacting to any of your flirting and behaving like any good friend would.

Harper - sharp, witty Harper - had quickly noticed your feelings for the handsome man, trying to help you to the best of her abilities: making sure you always sat beside one another during lunch breaks or your monthly cinema visits, complimenting you in front of him and making him agree with her and so on. But still, Zuho had never once tried to make a move on his own - and by now, you’re just… fed up.

If only there was an off-switch for your feelings, that would make things much easier for you.

Rowoon pokes your cheek, making you jump. He laughs at your reaction, tilting his head to one side. “Where were you with your thoughts just now, hm? I’ve been trying to get your attention for seconds now.”, he says, rather amused at your slightly red face. You smile, a bit embarrassed. “Sorry, I was lost in thought.”, you reply and quickly drain the rest of your cup, placing it back on the kitchen counter, “Care to dance?” 

Your friend looks surprised for a few seconds before agreeing and taking your hand, pulling you with him through the many bodies towards the dance floor. He places both hands on your hips while you wrap your arms around his neck, your bodies beginning to move to the rhythm of the music. You lose yourself to the melody and bass, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling of moving your body to the powerful song. When you open your eyes again, you see Rowoon gazing down at you, eyes half-lidded and pupils blown wide. For the second time this night, his tongue darts out of his mouth to wet his lips and your heartbeat suddenly speeds up. 

Objectively, you obviously know that Rowoon is handsome, extremely so. He’s easily one of the best-looking guys on campus, hands down. But you never really thought about him like that - he’s just Rowoon, your way too tall, kind of clumsy and slightly dorky friend. But right now, he looks… sexy. The dark hair clings to his forehead, his face is slightly flushed and his dark eyes bore into yours. You are giddy and feel like anything is possible tonight. But you also know that you’re slightly drunk right now - and so is Rowoon apparently, having almost zero alcohol tolerance. He pulls you even closer then, head lowering towards your face and you exhale shakily.

Before you can close your eyes though, you spot blonde, familiar hair out of the corner of your eye. You whip your head around and gaze at Zuho, who sports a rather surprised and almost hurt expression when he sees you. Immediately, you pull out of Rowoon’s embrace, making the tall man huff in confusion at your sudden retreat. Before you can rush towards Zuho and greet him though, the blonde man is already walking towards you, gently grabbing your right arm. “Let’s get out of here.”, he says, deep voice tight. You raise one eyebrow at his tone and look from him to Rowoon and back again. Opening your mouth to reply, you suddenly feel another hand on left other arm, this one belonging to Rowoon. “I think she can decide on her own if she wants to leave or not.”, he says, tone of voice challenging. Zuho presses his lips into a tight line, jaw ticking while he silently gazes at you - waiting for you to make a decision. 

You exhale and turn towards Rowoon, gently prying his fingers from your arm. “We’ll talk tomorrow.”, you say softly and turn around to face Zuho again, nodding for him to lead the way. To your surprise, he grabs your hand and interlaces your fingers, pulling you with him, past the sweaty bodies of the dancing people and out of the house. Outside, he immediately lets go of your hand again, burying both hands in the pockets of his dark jeans and kicking a stone from the ground - it flies away and into the darkness. For a few seconds, it’s silent between you two. Then, Zuho clears his throat and looks at you, dark eyes full of anger. “So, you and Rowoon then, huh?”, he asks - using the same words Dawon had earlier this night. 

You raise both eyebrows, mouth falling open. “What?!”, you say, sounding incredulous. Zuho just huffs and turns around, strolling through the garden and turning onto the sidewalk. You follow him hurriedly, falling into step beside him. “Rowoon and I what, Zuho?”, you ask, getting more irritated with every second. The tall man suddenly stops dead in his tracks and whirls around to face you. “You- you’re… you’re a thing, apparently!”, he answers, voice tight with anger. You gape at him, shaking your head. “Are you kidding me?”, you reply, this close to facepalming yourself - or him.

“I thought we were friends - I thought you would tell me something like that!”, Zuho continues, ruffling his hair in frustration and turning around again, continuing to walk towards - well, towards wherever he plans on going. You have to hurry to catch up with him, his long legs making it rather difficult. You stay silent for a few seconds, the alcohol in your system making it harder to focus. You finally notice that Zuho is actually walking you home - ever the gentleman, even when he’s angry at you. Before you reach your doorstep, you grab for his arm and stop him. His lips are pressed into a tight line again and his eyes are dark and cold. You gather your thoughts, taking a deep breath and finally opening your mouth - but Zuho beats you to it: “Goodnight, Y/N. Let’s just… forget about this. I want you to be happy and when Rowoon makes you happy, then-”, he inhales, “Then I’ll wish you all the luck. Go get some sleep now.” 

With that, he turns around and wants to leave you behind - but again, you grab for his arm. “Zuho, could you just listen to me for a second? Please?”, you ask, somewhat exasperated by now. He raises both eyebrows at your tone, but nods nevertheless. You exhale, relieved. “There’s nothing going on between me and Rowoon. We’re just friends, I promise.”

Zuho snorts and you glare at him, anger making you see red and react rather hot headed: “You know what?! I don’t get why you behave like a jealous boyfriend anyway! You have no right to behave like this right now, because we’re just friends as well! You have obviously zero interest in dating me, which is fine - ok well, it’s not, actually, but I can’t change the way you feel about me. But the way you’re treating me right now is really unfair, especially because I’ve done nothing wrong!” Before you’re able to continue rambling, Zuho is suddenly pulling you in his arms and then - finally - his lips are on yours. 

You yelp, surprised, but slowly relax into his arms, eyes closing and body reacting on its own. You wrap both arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Zuho makes an approving sound in the back of his throat, hands sliding down your back until he places them on your waist, one of them slipping underneath your shirt to caress your soft, naked skin. When you break apart again, you’re both breathing hard, staring into each other’s eyes. “Well.. that was… rather unexpected.”, you say quietly and Zuho smiles, tilting his head. “Was it? I thought I’ve been rather obvious about my crush on you.”, he replies and you blink at him, incredulous. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”, you mutter, but before you can say anything else, his lips are on yours again and he’s walking you backwards until your back hits your front door, Zuho’s body pressing into yours at all the right places. 

Your kiss gets more heated by the second and you bury both hands in the soft strands of his hair, gently tugging at it and making him groan into your mouth, hips rocking against yours. You inhale sharply when you feel his semi press against your hip, and bite down on his lower lip, making him break away from you. His pupils are blown wide and he’s staring at you like he can’t believe that this is really happening right now. You almost smile at his expression, but when his hand slips under your shirt again and caresses the underside of your breast, the smile instantly dies on your lips. “L-let’s take this inside.”, you stutter, gently pushing Zuho away from you to search for your keys. 

You somehow make it to the third floor and into the flat you share with two roommates - both not being home for the weekend though, thankfully - without getting rid of any of your clothes. When the door to your apartment falls shut behind you again, Zuho immediately pulls you back into his arms, leaving open mouthed kisses all over your neck and collarbones, both hands slipping underneath your shirt again and pulling it up and over your head. He groans when he sees your lace bra, running one hand through his hair and pulling his lower lip between his teeth. “Fuck.”, he mutters under his breath before kissing you again. He walks you towards your room - having been in your flat countless of times before - without breaking the kiss and gently lays you on top of your white bed sheets, hovering above you and observing you with dark eyes for a few seconds. “We- we don’t have to do anything.”, he finally says, deep voice hushed. You lift both eyebrows, a smile tugging at your lips. “Oh no, we absolutely have to. I’ve been waiting for this for too long.”, you reply and he smirks, lifting one eyebrow in a cocky manner. “Have you now? Mhm, well… I guess I have to make up for something, then.” 

And with that, he quickly helps you out of your bra, lips closing around one nipple while one of his hands begins to gently massage your breast. Your head falls back into the pillows and you moan and gasp at the overwhelming sensations, more need and lust pooling between your legs. You can’t help but buck your hips to get a bit of fraction. Zuho chuckles at your neediness, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine, and slips between your legs, grinding against you. Finally, he releases your nipple again, just to give the same attention to the other one. You bury both hands in his hair again and tug at it, making him suck harshly on your nipple. You gasp at the slight pain, feeling yourself grow even slicker. 

Finally, he draws back, taking in your flushed cheeks and hazy eyes, grinning to himself. He kisses you softly before sitting up and opening the buttons of your jeans, pulling them down your legs, your black panties following them quickly. You’re almost embarrassed when his gaze travels over your now completely bared body, but his eyes are filled with so much silent adoration that the need to cover yourself quickly evaporates again. He slides both hands over your calves, slowly traveling higher and over your thighs, until one hand dips between your legs. He quirks one eyebrow, smirking slightly when he feels your want and need, one finger circling your entrance and gathering some of your arousal. When one of his deliciously long fingers slowly sinks into your heat, you can’t help but gasp at the sensation, closing your eyes, back arching. 

He chuckles at your reaction. A second finger quickly follows and you feel almost perfectly full now. “M-more.”, you finally whimper and he adds a third finger, stretching you even more. His thumb lands on your clit, beginning to draw gentle patterns against it and quickly turning you into a moaning mess. You begin to pant, throwing one arm over your eyes and trying to stifle your noises by biting down on your bottom lip. “Oh no, princess, don’t do that.”, Zuho murmurs lowly, “I want to hear your pretty noises. And I want to see your face.” With that, he gently pries your arm away from your face and locks eyes with you, gaze dark and hooded. You moan when you see his almost predatory expression, gasping his name when he twists his fingers inside you and finds that one spot. One of your hands fists into the bed sheet underneath you while the other slides into your own hair, back arching under Zuho’s never-ending ministrations. You finally tumble over the edge and moan his name. When you begin to squirm under his caresses, both legs shaking badly, he finally withdraws and gazes at you, a loving expression on his face. 

He sucks his fingers clean without breaking eye contact, making you whimper at the sight. Then, he finally leans towards you and kisses you deeply. You slide both arms around him, impatiently tugging at his shirt and dragging it upwards. He draws back just to pull it over his head and throws it on the floor, quickly diving back into kissing you. You slide your hands over his soft skin, marveling at the beauty of his bare toro, illuminated by the silvery moonlight shining through the window and into your room. Finally, you open his belt and the buttons of his jeans. Zuho quickly gets up from the bed to step out of them, now only clad in black boxer briefs. “Those need to come off too.”, you whisper, tilting your head and smiling teasingly. He chuckles and pulls them down - when you see his length for the first time, you can’t help but moan. You can’t wait to taste him and hurriedly pull him on top of you again, kissing him passionately before gently pushing him on his back. 

You kiss a wet trail down his torso and stomach, drawing soft moans and gasps from his lips. Then, you kneel between his legs, hands ghosting over his thighs. You smirk when you see his cock twitch under your gentle caresses and look up at Zuho’s face. His bottom lip is pulled back between his teeth and his eyes are closed, one hand fisting into his own hair. When you slowly take his length into your mouth, lapping up the pre-cum with your tongue, he groans, your name spilling from his lips like a soft prayer. You take his cock as deeply as possible, almost choking on it. When the tip of his length hits the back of your throat, you begin to hollow out your cheeks and bob your head up and down, running your tongue along his shaft. Zuho hisses at the sensation, moaning your name again. You watch his abdominals clench with the effort of trying to keep control, until finally, he props himself up on his elbows and gently touches the back of your head. “Y-you should stop now.”, he says breathlessly and you release his cock with a slight pop. He pulls you up to his face again and kisses you feverishly, hands roaming your body in an almost desperate manner.

Suddenly, he flips you over, now hovering above you. “Condom?”, he asks, pressing a soft kiss against your lips. You silently nod towards your nightstand and just seconds later, Zuho rolls a condom over his length and slips between your legs, gazing down at you, a silent question on his face. You just nod once and he smirks, slipping between your folds and teasingly rubbing your clit with his cock, not entering you just yet. You whine, rocking your hips and he finally gives in, slowly sinking into you and making you both moan at the sensation. When he bottoms out, you need a few seconds to get accustomed to his length and girth and he gently presses his forehead to yours, giving you some time to adjust. “O-okay.”, you finally sigh against his lips and he smiles, before pulling almost all the way out just to slam back into you again, making you gasp and clench around him. He sets a quick pace then, drilling into you and turning you in a whimpering mess. He wraps your leg around his hips and hooks the other one over his shoulder, deepening the angle even further. The headrest of your bed repeatedly slams against the wall behind you thanks to Zuho’s powerful thrusts and you’re more thankful than ever for your roommates not being home tonight.

It doesn’t take long for you to start clenching around Zuho’s length, legs shaking and eyes closing when his thumb lands on your clit again. Your high barrels towards you, every snap of his hips and press of his thumb bringing you closer until you finally snap, complete bliss washing over you while Zuho’s name spills from your lips. He groans when he feels you clench around him, picking up the pace to guide you through your orgasm before he finally reaches his own high as well, spilling into the condom and coming to a halt, breathing heavily. He kisses you, tongue sliding into your mouth while one hand gently cups your cheek. When you break apart again, Zuho smiles happily. You return it immediately, nuzzling his nose.

“I’m sorry for my behavior earlier.”, he murmurs against your lips, eyes earnest. Your smile only widens at that. “Oh, don’t worry about it. I’m… kind of glad it happened, to be honest. Otherwise you’d probably never confessed to me.”, you chuckle and he just grins and nods before carefully pulling out of you, discarding of the condom. After helping you clean yourself, he slips between the covers of the bed again, pulling you close to his warm body.

“I-... I love you.”, Zuho finally says and your heart skips a beat at his confession. You gaze at him, a smile tugging at your lips. “I love you too.”, you answer and he exhales, relieved. He kisses you gently and you smile against his lips before burying your head against his chest, eyes closing when exhaustion washes over you.

You fall asleep listening to his steady heartbeat.

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[zuholymama]

D-1 (M)

SF9 AU, takes place in The Purge universe.

Pairing: Zuho x OC (Female)

Words: 3.5k

Warnings: Smut

The smell of coffee pierced through her nose, waking Yuna up from her deep slumber. She fluttered her eyes open, realizing the sun lights have filled in her pearly colored bedroom. The first thing that she did was turning over to her side, to find the man she spent the night with wasn’t there.

“It’s cold…” Yuna noted in her head when her hand touched the empty sheet. However, the familiar coffee scent gave her a sense of comfort.

The red hair pulled away her blanket, bringing her feet to touch the comfort of the wool rug below. Only wearing her panties, she brought her naked body to the bathroom for a quick tooth brushing and a face wash. Closing the tap, Yuna looked at the mirror to see the ‘artwork’ her lover painted on her neck and shoulders.

“Hmph.” The woman smirked in satisfaction. She tied up her short hair before she walked back into the bedroom to find her partner’s black shirt was hanging on top of the sofa by the window. She didn’t hesitate to wear it, just like always.

Walking to the kitchen, she found her boyfriend was standing by the counter, making two cups of coffee. A latte for the red hair, hot americano for the blonde.

The tall man realized her presence and it brought a sweet smile on his face.

“Good morning, baby.” His deep voice called out to her, exciting her more than he realized.  

“Morning to you too, Juju.” She smiled as she sat across from him on the ceramic counter, feeling the cold stone under her bare thigh. “When did you wake up?”

“Half an hour ago, I guess.” The blonde man tilted his head, looking like he was thinking too hard about it. It’s silly, Yuna thought. But that’s her silly man. “Rowoon’s gonna come here soon.”

“For the gun?”

“Mmhm.”

Yuna merely nodded, easily acknowledging his partner’s closest friend will come for a visit. She took a glance on the wooden table in the living room where the silver suitcase was sitting on.

“You look sexy, by the way.” Juho said out of the blue, making her turn to face his way. Yuna could see his small smirk and his predatory eyes on her. “I think this is going to be my new favorite look.”

“You always say that every morning, baby.” The red hair scoffed.

“I know, but that’s my current favorite shirt. You look great in it. I’m serious.”

Rolling her eyes, Yuna laughed and took the cup of finished latte near him for a sip. “Mm, that’s delicious.”

Juho proceeded to drink his own, checking to see if she’s right. Not like he had to doubt it. He had always been confident in his coffee brewing skill.

As he was taking a sip, Juho took a peek of his girlfriend. His attention went to the marks he left on her fair skin, the proof of their ‘war’ from last night. The sight alone had woken up his slumbering desire.

Perhaps rather than a slumber, more like a nap. He got excited too easily.

“Like what you see?”

He merely raised his thin eyebrow.

“Seriously?” The woman laughed, amused with how he responded. “What are you thinking about, hm?”

Putting down his glass, Juho hummed as his palms both rested flat on top of the counter. His dark eyes were staring right back at Yuna, silently telling her his intention.

“Do you want me to say it?” The blonde man smirked, giving the woman a sudden tingle between her legs.

“Go ahead.” She said, acting tough in front of him even though she knew it’s futile. Juho could always see through her. His sharp eyes weren’t for nothing.

What she didn’t expect was when Juho started walking around the island, approaching her and stood right in front of her. Both of his arms caged the woman in her place, like a wolf keeping his prey. His face lifted up to stare right into her pair of brown eyes, close enough for him to slightly licked his small lips for a lowly whisper.

“I was wondering if I should show off my artwork here to my best pal later when he comes in…” He whispered. Each of his words were dripping like honey, slowly seeping down into her core. He brought his face closer towards her ear, continuing to speak about the things to embarrass her, “because suddenly I feel like bragging… I told you, you look hot this morning, baby.” He finished with a lick on her earlobe.

Yuna couldn’t hold in her groan. Juho’s deep voice and her ear had always been her weaknesses. Combining those two to wreck up her composure was a sure-kill. Her body was shivering all over, thinking about the scenario where Rowoon would see the bite marks and hickeys on her skin. Just thinking about it makes her feel embarrassed, where would she put her pride next?

Yet, she couldn’t deny the excitement that had been pooling under her panties.

“What’s wrong? What are you thinking… hm?” Juho grinned, biting his lip to suppress his giggles. “Do you think I don’t see your thighs acting weird?”

“Juho…” The woman finally let out a breathless whisper, she seemed to be letting the heat taking her over. That immediately turned the switch on for him.

“Spread out your legs.” The blonde man commanded. With his tone, there was no way she could say no.

Yuna did as she was told. She knew it was no use to hold it in. Now sitting properly on the edge of the counter, she let her legs dangling and spread them wide, enough to make a room for the beast to settle in. Her core was throbbing for contact, desperate to feel the touch she needed.

“Good girl.” Juho said before he started to kiss her gaping pink lips to seal her up, tasting the bitter drips of coffee he made before. The kiss was deep, feverish, and needy, eliciting sweet moans from within his lover’s throat. Both of Yuna’s hands were tugging on his short hair, slightly pulling the short strands and sucessfully making his pants bulging with need. His woman wanted him as much as he did.

Without breaking the kiss, Juho brought his hand to her entrance, rubbing the fabric to feel how wet she was.

“It’s soaked already.” The man grinned, feeling proud of his power over her.

“Thanks to you.” Yuna told her man, furthering to stroke his ego. But it was the truth. Juho could always find a way to break into her barriers. People said she was hard-willed, stubborn. Not with Baek Juho. She could never resist him. “Why don’t you do something about it?” She challenged with a teasing smirk.

“As if I wasn’t about to.” He darkly chuckled.

He proceeded to pull away her panties, throwing it near his feet and then proceeded to stroke her bare clit with his digit. Yuna immediately threw her head back. Her legs spread wider than before without control. His touch had always been welcomed whenever he wanted to.

Looking at her reaction, Juho started pushing in his long middle finger, successfully bringing out his lover’s sweet moan. His digit slid in easily because of how wet she was that she was dripping on the counter itself.

“Fuck, baby…” The woman cursed, feeling good with how he pumped his finger in and out.

“You’re so fucking wet hahaha.” The blonde man pointed out, looking at how his finger’s slicked with her wet sex. He then put the second finger in, knowing only one could never please her enough.

She moaned louder, whimpering and trembling with pleasure. She fluttered her eyes open, looking down to see how deep Juho’s fingers inside of her and it turned her on so much. Yuna went to halfway unbuttoned her shirt, seeking for the freedom of her burning, rosey skin. The oversized satin shirt easily fell off her shoulders, just enough to give Juho a view of her bare cleavage.

“F-faster…” The red hair whimpered. Her hips started to move according to his phase.

“Someone’s needy.” The man merely chuckled.

“Shut up and do it already!” The woman hissed in desperation.

What she didn’t expect was when her jaw was roughly grabbed by the other hand of her lover, forcing her to face his cold gaze and smirk. The sight of his face and the close proximity made her heart raced, like she was chased by wolves at night. The digits inside of her stopped moving, telling her who was currently in charge.

“That was disrespectful…” Juho muttered, low enough to send delicious shiver down her spine, “I don’t feel like giving you control. If you want it, you have to beg me.”

His words made her inner walls pulsated with need. She unknowingly clenched around his fingers, seeing how dominating her lover was to her. Usually, she would be in charge. He had always given her the freedom and control over him. But it seemed like Juho’s inner beast wouldn’t let her have her way this morning. She loved it when his big hand grabbed her jaws, she loved it when he spoke to her in this manner.

It felt like he really owned her.

Yuna had no choice but to obey.

“P... please…” The woman said, trying to make herself clear.

“Please what, Yuna?”

“Please… go faster…”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Oh God please just fuck me now already! I need you!” She shouted, finally lost her last bit of patience. Not like she had any in the first place.

“You’re unbelievable…” Juho shook his head. Suddenly, the bell rang once. Both of them immediately looked towards the front door. “That must be Rowoon.” The man grinned, amused with how things turned out. “That’s convenient. Come down.”

“Huh?”

“I said come down. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

Getting her hand dragged towards the front door, Yuna was pushed to face the door with both of her hands on it. Before she could protest, Juho closely whispered from behind, threatening and needy.

“Don’t make a sound.”

“Wh-mmph!!”

Automatically bringing her hand to cover her mouth, Juho went to grope both of her tits as he rubbed his bulge on her ass. He pulled both of her perked-up nipples, making her pussy throbbing mad with desire. Pool of tears threatened to spill by the corner of her eyes, but Yuna quickly shut them off.

“You’re excited?” The man giggled, amused with how his woman was reacting to his touch. He leaned down to kiss the daisy tattoo on her bare nape, lightly sucking and licking off her reddened fair skin. His finger moved down to rub circles on her sensitive clit again, just to make her feel more miserable by each second. Juho pushed two of his fingers inside of her again just to find her completely drenched even more than before. Her juices even slowly fell off her thighs.

“Try checking on the peephole. Who is it?” Juho whispered from her behind again, his breath a little bit ragged from excitement but both of his fingers didn’t stop pumping in and outside of her.

Doing as she was told, Yuna weakly checked on the peephole to see who it was.

It’s indeed who they thought it was.

“It-it’s Rowoon…”

“Then we better make it quick, hm?”

The man pulled down his short black pants for his cock to spring free. Grabbing his rod, he positioned it in front of her flooding entrance.

“Remember, Yuna. Keep it down.” He whispered for the last time before pushing his dick inside in one go.

“Mm-mmph!?” Her restrained whimpers muffled behind her hand. The indescribable pleasure, the feeling of his whole dick inside of her was fulfilling. Adding the situation where they were basically doing this in front of his best friend. She couldn’t deny how excited she felt despite of how kinky it was.

“Sshh… keep quiet, baby…” Juho whispered again, “Unless you want him to know how I fuck you good, then be my guest.”

“He knows… you do already…”

“Only from what I said… Not actually witnessing it.”

Juho’s fingers moved down towards Yuna’s slit, rubbing it slowly as he began to move his hip. His pace started slow, making sure that her pulsating walls could receive him well. The blonde man hissed, feeling his length inside of her drenched core was overwhelming.

“Fuck, Yuna…” The man let out a rough grunt. One of his hand moved to fondle her tits while the other hugged her waist, keeping her straight in her place. His pace began to get unforgiving, the sound of skin slapping echoed across their whole condo.

“J-ju… ho--!” His name spilled out of her desperate mewl. Yuna felt like her head was spinning. She couldn’t handle the rush of pleasure that was building up within her core. Her lover kept fucking her mercilessly as his hand roughly was groping on her tits, pinching her nipple just to make her go insane. Her mind raced back to Rowoon who was standing in front of the door, oblivious with all of what’s happening beyond it, making her worry yet excited at the same time.

The bell rang again, making Yuna opened her eyes wide.

“Juho? Yuna? You there?”

Their guest called them out from the other side.

“Shit—” She cursed under her breath.

“Calm down. Tell him to wait.”

“Are you crazy!?” Yuna lowly hissed, a bit befuddled by Juho’s absurd order.

“There’s no way I’m stopping now,” the man pulled back his hand to spank her butt cheek once, making her yelp in surprise and scared at the same time, “not when we’re just getting in the best part?”

‘Baek Juho is a fucking demon’, that’s what Yuna was telling herself. But sometimes, that thought perish whenever he pampered her with kisses and head pats, when he makes her coffee, when he giggles over her corny jokes. This moment is when she felt regret was slowly creeping up her spine for actually not keeping that thought permanently.

The demon started to continue his unforgiving thrusts again, forcing Yuna to bite her lip to hold in her mewls. Despite of the distraction, Yuna managed to pry her mouth open to speak with the idle guest behind the door.

“R-Rowoon! Could you wait for 5 minutes!?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Uhm--! There’s something we have to—Mmh!” The red hair let out a careless moan when she felt Juho was biting on her shoulder. His thrust didn’t get any slower but instead doing the opposite of it. Yuna could swear she was seeing stars. How could she possibly think about any excuses when her head was occupied with the hard cock that’s ramming her core?

“Yuna? Are you guys okay??”

“W-we’re okay! C-cockroach! There’s a cockroach we need to kill!!”

“Heh. Pun intended?” Juho giggled from behind, amused with how she came up with her lie.

“Oh shit, seriously!? Good luck then!”

Of course it worked. Rowoon’s afraid of cockroaches, just like Juho. Hard to believe a guy who looked like this and currently making her go crazy was afraid of any bugs.

“Fuck.” Juho inwardly cursed as he pulled out his cock, making Yuna confused with the sudden change, “Turn around.”

Doing as she was told albeit confused, Yuna was met with a feverish deep kiss. She slinked both of her arms around his neck as Juho hoisted her up against the door. He put in his length inside of her again, sealing her moans with his lips. He could feel how hard she was gripping on his hair and shoulders. Their hot ragged breaths mingled with one another, eyes burning into each other’s. Everything was a blur around them, filled with nothing but the sound of their love making. The two completely forgot that someone else existed behind that door. They had each other and the heat of pleasure was the only thing that matters inside their mind.

“I-I’m gonna cum—“ Yuna said between her worn-out breaths.

“Go ahead, baby.” Juho encouraged her as he planted heated kisses on her shoulders. He didn’t slow down his pace, making sure his woman kept her heightened soon-to-be climax around, “You can bite my shoulder.”

She didn’t hesitate. Hugging her lover’s chest as tight as she could, Yuna buried her teeth on Juho’s shoulder, holding in her moan as she felt her wave of climax came undone. The woman greatly trembled under his firm hold, feeling nothing but a blissful sensation.

“Bear with me for a sec, I’m almost there.”

“W-wait, baby, I just c—a-ahn!”  

Before she had the chance to protest, Juho continued to thrust inside of her walls again, feeling it slicked with her climax juices. It instantly just felt better because of how erotic the sound her walls made whenever he pushed in and out. The man groaned that he accidently head-butted the door due to the overflowing pleasure. The two couldn’t careless anymore. That definitely made a sound loud enough to the guy they had forgotten.

“I’m cumming—” Thrusting his cock faster to quickly reach that climax, Juho kissed Yuna again to keep his loud groan sealed within her lips. He finally let out his seeds inside, making sure he emptied out his bank. Yuna could only whimper under his deep kiss as she felt his cum dumped within her core. It felt really hot inside of her. It was so good and fulfilling that she kept locking him within her legs, making sure that he had his share.

Slowly pulling out of her entrance, Juho gently let Yuna down to stand on her own. She was a bit wobbly at first but soon enough she regained her balance.

“Babe, you’re too much… Hahaha.” Yuna said when she felt her lover’s cum threatened to spill out of her.

Gently kissing her sweaty forehead, Juho rubbed her rosy cheek softly with his thumb before he told her to wash up.

“Go take a shower first. I’ll take care of Rowoon.”

“Okay. I love you. And that was fun.” She smiled and gave him a quick soft peck on his cheek before she walked back towards their bathroom.

“Love you too, baby.”

After pulling up his pants back, Juho opened the door to let his friend in who seemed to be… not amused?

“’Sup, Rowoon.” The blonde called out to his friend as if nothing out of ordinary just happened.

Looking at his friend’s appearance from head to toe, Rowoon merely clicked his tongue. “Yeah, right. ‘Cockroach’ my ass.” The taller man in white shirt rolled his eyes as he walked past his friend. “You sweat this much for a cockroach hunt? You think I don’t see that fresh mark?”

Automatically bringing his hand to the place where Yuna bit him before, he just proved his friend’s point even further.

“My bad. Anyways, your gun’s right there.”

Walking towards the table for the silver, Rowoon sat down to open it for checking the goods inside.

“.357 magnum revolver. 30 bullets. Just as you requested.” Said Juho as he stood behind while crossing his arms. “If there’s anything else you want, feel free to tell me.”

Nodding in approval, Rowoon closed the case back and locking it securely.

“Thanks, Zuho.”

“You’re not gonna count the bullets first?”

“Nah, I gotta go. We’ve done this a countless time and you never disappoint.”

“Well… if you say so.” The blonde smiled, a bit happy to know how much his friend trusted him. “Good luck for tomorrow’s hunt.”

“How about you two?”

“Hm… We don’t really feel like joining this year.” Juho raised his eyebrow, hissing to find the right words for his reason, “No one has pissed me off enough to get killed.”

“Ho…? Really, now?” Rowoon grinned in amusement.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You used to do it just for fun.” The taller man stood up and then turned to face him. His black eyes glinted, showing deeper meanings of his words, “Like I do.”

Juho’s sharp eyes stared at him back. The way Rowoon smirked at him made him want to punch his perfect teeth in. This guy deliberately tried to bait him despite of his apparent unwillingness to join The Purge.

Still, not enough to kill him. Rowoon’s still a friend.

Forcing a smile on his small lips, Juho moved sideways as a sign for his guest to leave. “Don’t you have somewhere to go, Rowoon?”

“Pffft, relax, man. That was a joke. Stay safe, then.”

“Mm.”

After closing the door, Juho let out a sigh. He walked back towards the island where he last put his coffee. Luckily still a bit warm, Juho sipped it again to collect himself together. He closed his eyes, remembering the murders he had done with Yuna in the last year’s Purge and the rest from before then. 

He was done with The Purge. He got tired of it. No more killing for fun. He preferred watching the world burn from the side way, just sit back and enjoy the show.

Fin.

[saltys-writings]

SF9 Reaction to you asking them to teach you their song

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Youngbin:

Will feel so flattered and also be a bit in disbelief when you ask him to teach you the RPM choreo. “Are you sure about this? It’s a really difficult dance though?” He’ll be worried if you can even manage to pull it off, but you keep insisting that you at least want to try. So in the end he will give in and try to teach you the chorus part first. That alone already takes quite some time until you have it all down and also got his approval, though until then you’ll most likely be completely out of energy. He convinces you to let it be for now, but the days after that you diligently practice the part he taught you. One day when he catches you secretly practicing he has to admit you made a lot of progress, and overwhelmed with pride he will smile to himself and then walk up to you to give you a tight backhug. “That was so good, really,” he’ll praise you. He might not say the exact words but he’s seriously amazed and touched how much you’re willing to practice this dance.

Inseong:

“You want to learn our song? Sure!” Inseong replies on the phone when you casually mention it to him. He ensures he will help you with it once he’s home that night, so when he finds you later in the day sitting in your living room with the lyrics printed on a sheet of paper in front of you and listening to Am I The Only One with one earbud, he carefully sits down next to you, so as not to startle you. You’ve become more or less confident about the chorus part, but the rap is what you can’t yet follow at all. “Since you’re the secret main rapper, I’m sure you can help me with this,” you joke, making him laugh too. He does his best to explain everything to you and he enjoys listening to you singing his group’s song, and you two practice until well into the night. However in the end he has to admit defeat and suggests asking one of the actual rappers of the group to teach the rap part to you.

Jaeyoon:

These days you keep humming SF9′s songs to yourself whenever you’re bored or busy with something, and Jaeyoon tries multiple times to convince you to sing them out loud with or for him. You always refuse though, because you’re not very confident in your singing. You hate to see him sad because of it, so one day you gather your courage and explain that to him, asking if maybe he could teach you one of their songs. He completely understands and is actually relieved to know the reason why you kept refusing to sing out loud. He will take some extra time out of his day to teach you a song of your choice and all throughout the whole process he keeps praising you whenever you make even the tiniest bit of progress. You end up spending way more time on singing than you had planned, but by the end of the day you can sing the whole song together with him. “You’re so good at this!” he will praise you, showing his deep dimples as he grins at you proudly. “There’s no need for you to feel self-conscious about your voice.”

Dawon:

When you ask him to teach you how to sing Midnight Road you don’t expect him to reject you, but you also certainly don’t expect him to just be ready to do it right away. However, he’s always good for a surprise or two, and so he immediately agrees. “Right now? I have time,” he says. So without further ado, you find yourself a calm space and get started by listening through the whole song once first. He then plays it to you again and stops it whenever he has something to say. Most of his explanations seems a bit exaggerated, especially the part where he tells you not to sing it like Taeyang did, and then demonstrates how you should do it instead, but you’re used to that and try your best to filter out the information that’s actually useful. So when you first sing it by yourself you expect to get a pat on the back from him for it, but instead he shakes his head in disapproval. “That’s not what I told you to do!” he complains. “Let me show you.” He sings the song to you and exaggerates to the point he makes even himself laugh, and somehow he gets you to chime in, singing in a similarly ridiculous way. And though you have a good laugh, you’re about to give up asking for his help. However that’s when he finally turns serious. “Sorry, I’ll explain properly now,” he promises. “But you really made me laugh with that version just now!”

Zuho:

Can’t believe his ears at first when you want him to teach you how to sing and rap Champaign properly. You’ve been humming along to it for such a long time, he didn’t expect you to actually want to learn the whole thing. And though he’s busy he happily makes time for you and invites you to his studio to give you a lesson. At first he gets a bit caught up in explaining all the parts and what he thinks is important about each of them, but you listen patiently, finding it a bit cute even how he can ramble on and on about his own song. However, when you try finally singing it on your own, he encourages you to do so more freely instead of imitating his version. You can see how he’s becoming increasingly fascinated by your style, to the point where you move away from Champaign and he asks you to try singing the song he’s working on at the moment, helping him in the process of finishing it.

Rowoon:

He’s overjoyed when you approach him one day to ask him to teach you one of his favorite songs by his group. You’ve really wanted to properly learn how to sing The Beat Goes On for an eternity now, but never really got around to it, so you figured it might be easier if you did it with him together. He’ll get super excited about teaching you and prepare for the occasion so much, he’ll use almost a whole day on just figuring out how to teach everything to you and how it will be easiest to remember for you. Though in the end it will just be way simpler than the grand lecture he planned beforehand, and you will just end up singing the song together a few times, with him adding little explanations on how to use your voice better here and there. Though you only planned for the lesson to last an hour, you end up singing all kinds of songs together until well into the night and having so much fun with it that in the morning even his voice is a little worn out.

Taeyang:

When you ask him to teach you one of his group’s choreos he agrees without a second thought. He’s overjoyed by your request, and even arranges so you can come to the practice room with him one morning. “You need a proper mirror to see what you’re doing!” he explains when you arrive there. “Which dance do you want to learn?” - “I thought you could teach me the one for your comeback?” you reply. Taeyang thinks for a moment, and after making you promise to keep it a secret until they had their first stage, he complies. He teaches you the easiest steps first, and seeing how well you pull it off he moves on to the more difficult parts. You practice together for a whole two hours, until he unfortunately has to leave because of the comeback preparations, but even so you had fun. Before he has to go though, he makes sure you know how well you did, and with a kiss and a promise to be back by evening, you go your separate ways.

Hwiyoung:

You’ve been listening and singing along to Snow for quite a while now every day, and you’re aware of the look in his eyes when he fondly watches you do so, so at some point you ask him to teach you how to sing and rap it properly. “You want to learn it? Right now?” He’s a bit taken aback by the sudden question, but happily complies. He very patiently tries to explain to you what kind of emotion is needed for which part, and he doesn’t hesitate to correct you if your timing is off for the rap. Though mostly he will just silently listen to you doing your best and give you space to figure things out by yourself. His heart swells seeing you so excited about learning the song that he made by himself. You don’t notice it at first because you’re so absorbed with trying to get everything right, but when you look up to him again to ask a question you find him writing something down. “What are you doing?” you want to know. He smiles and puts the little notepad away. “Just some lyrics I thought of just now,” he brushes it off, but the blush on his cheeks make you assume the lyrics probably have something to do with you. “What did you want?” he asks, and you pose your question, hoping to be able to sing what he just wrote one day as well, just like you’re singing this song now.

Chani:

He agrees when you ask him to show you the Now or Never choreography, though he does give you a fair warning about how difficult it is, however when you start begging him to teach you his little solo he sometimes does in the beginning too he hesitates. “Let’s just learn the original choreography first, hm?” he tries to convince you otherwise, but you keep begging until he explains. “The beginning part is something I made to fit my style, so I think everyone would have to find their own version of it.” - “Then let’s find my version!” you exclaim, and a chuckling Chani puts his arms loosely around you. “It’s too early for that,” he says. “But I might help you if you do well with this. Let’s go!” - “Go where?” you ask as he already picks up his jacket. “To the practice room, of course!” he replies. “I thought you wanted to learn a choreo?”

[hyunberries-moved]

it's 1am and all i can think about is the fact that i wanna hug jisung but also jacob but also zuho

hm

[cbspams]

Ahhhhh, hm.

Kingdom spoilers below

For round 3 (1) the 3v3 teams: Ateez/SKZ/BTOB (Team 1) vs TBZ/iKON/SF9 (Team 2)

NGL I kind of expected Ateez/SKZ since Woobin friendship and also Changbin being one of the most noted rappers in Kingdom for his track of flow and ability to just. Go so fast. Words literally on fire from friction lmao. And between vocalists Jongho, Eunkwang and Seumgin/(technically) Han they've got a strong vocal team as well. They also have San and Minho for dance but BTOB isn't really known for dance so that might be a weak spot?

I'm actually really excited for a TBZ/iKON/SF9 collab tho, like these three groups despite not ranking high in the different rounds, have shown a lot of amazing colors and performances. All three groups have solid dancers in Juyeon/Q, Donghyuk and Taeyang at the least and for vocalists I can definitely see Sangyeon/Kevin/New, Jinhwan/Junhoe, and Inseong managing something cool though I haven't really been fully exposed to their capabilities yet I think? They haven't had a lot of really strong vocal moments that stood out to me so I think Team 1 might have the advantage there. Rap line between Sunwoo, Zuho and Bobby are going to lay some FIRE as they're really prone to reading flow differently than other rappers (see Sunwoo in O Sole Mio and Bobby in Inception).

I think what's going to be really fun is seeing how these teams can mesh their ideas together. ATEEZ is good at picking a theme and sticking to it, while SKZ has pretty powerful performance value and BTOB is obviously really strong in technical performance aspects.

TBZ are great concept builders and stunt executers, iKON has some of the best arrangements and SF9 has their strengths in acting and individual performance. TBH I think TBZ/iKON and SF9 are going to have the easier time blending styles because TBZ especially have proven themselves to be so flexible, stretching across different genres, and SF9 as well has some more diversity to their abilities. That could mesh easily with iKON's iconic (lol) hip hop-esque style though they've also more than proved they can do fun lyrical performances with Love Scenario.

Team 1's groups, while versatile still stick to well known sides of their performances. ATEEZ tends to favor really aggressive and powerful styles, like in Say My Name, Pirate King, HALA HALA. They do have some softer songs sprinkled throughout but all MVs are for their hard songs which are more well known and likely what they'll choose to do? I genuinely don't know much about BTOB but after a quick search it really does seem like ballads and strong sentimental vocal performances are more their style, which really is a 180 twist from ATEEZ. SKZ could become the team binder between the oldest and youngest groups, as SKZ has clearly traversed a lot of genre barriers between Miroh's unconventional lyric set up, Side Effect's electro, Blueprint's cheerful pop and Ex's sweet sentimentality. I think it'll be up to SKZ to kind of bridge any potential gaps that come from ATEEZ/BTOB branching out and exploring.

[synthetickitsune]

Zuho (SF9) | Not picking up the phone fluff | 0.5k

There was simply nothing like evenings like these. A warm mug of tea on the coffee table just an arm’s reach away, rain softly drumming against the window, a good book in your hand and a pair of lovely cats in your lap. Fingers of your free hand stroked their soft fur as the creatures purred and nuzzled into you. It was a perfect opportunity to take a break from screens, if only for a few hours.

Only one thing was missing, namely your boyfriend - who, unbeknownst to you, was trying to reach you for the past hour - and who unlocked the door the minute your thoughts wandered off to him. You smiled to yourself, only to jump slightly as the male surprised you by basically throwing himself over you. He scared the cats in the process too. Your eyes shifted between the fluffy balls running away and Zuho squeezing you so tight you thought he might crush you. 

“B-Baby, what’s wrong? It hurts, please,” you whined, pushing on his shoulders. His arms unwound slightly, allowing you to breathe at last.

“You weren’t picking up my calls and you didn’t respond to my messages, I was worried,” he explained, still a little breathless. You wondered just how quick he ran up the stairs to get to you. You smiled apologetically, leaning down to kiss his forehead.

“I’m sorry. I thought I’d take a break from my phone and left it in the bedroom. I didn’t realize it was so late already,” you sighed, running a hand through his hair. He pressed himself closer to you while awkwardly maneuvering his body onto the couch, half-lying on top of you. You chuckled at how clingy he was. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he wasn’t capable of the duality he often displayed.

“Just don’t scare me like that again,” he sighed into your stomach.

“I won’t,” you promised, “But you scared our babies away and now I don’t have anyone to cuddle with.” When he looked up, he was pouting - as were you.

“I’m right here!” he whined, squeezing you harder once more.

“But you’re going to take a shower soon, aren’t you? What am I supposed to do then?” you argued back. He huffed, burying his face into your tummy again.

“I’m not going anywhere, you almost gave me a heart attack,” he mumbled, barely understandable. You laughed at his dramatic antics, but decided to take mercy on him. You knew the unpleasant feeling when he wasn’t picking up his phone all too well. 

You slid one of your hands under his shirt to scratch his back while the other was messing with his hair, gently combing through the soft locks and massaging his scalp. He hummed in satisfaction, relaxing under your touch. You let him, feeling yourself becoming much calmer with his weight on top of you.

“I was really worried something’s happened to you,” he murmured softly, propping his chin on your stomach to look at you. 

“I’m sorry,” you apologized again, “How about I stick to you for the rest of the night, hm?” He pretended to think about it for a while.

“Sure, let’s go to the shower then,” he suggested, leaning up to kiss you on the lips.

“But I'm comfortable here,” you complained, but he pulled you up with ease. Perhaps you should’ve stayed quiet.

[mymoodwriting]

Request for @nikfigueiredo (the long awaited second part to Jealous) 5.6k, yandere, blood, drugs, minor self-harm, violent behavior

“Aren’t you our precious good girl, yes you are, yes you are.”

    Rowoon was peppering your face with kisses as he praised you, getting bits of blood off your face in the process. Your head was still fuzzy over what had happened, but seeing his happy face, and hearing his words, you couldn’t help but feel happy too. It assured you that everything was going to be alright.

“Let’s clean you up and get you to bed, alright?”

“Hm…”

    He carried you up to his bedroom where Taeyang and Chani were already waiting with a warm bath prepared for you. Rowoon gently put you down, although you weren’t steady on your feet so he held you up as the other two helped undress you. Taeyang took your soiled clothes, going off to get you something clean to wear. The other two helped you get into the tub, letting you ease into the warm water. You relaxed into the bath, letting the other two wash you up, getting rid of all the blood and making sure you felt refreshed.

“Are you sleepy, baby?” Chani cooed. “We’re almost done, promise.”

“Feels nice…”

“That’s good to hear.”

    When they finished they got you out of the tub, drying you off. Taeyang had left a change of clothes and the two helped you dress, Rowoon picking you up again.

“We’ll take her from here.”

    Zuho and Inseong had been waiting for you, taking you from the others so you could rest. You wound up in Zuho’s room, being tucked in under the sheets, both boys getting into bed too, sandwiching you in the middle. You were still a bit cold from the bath, and they were usually rather cold to the touch as well, but you didn’t mind, snuggling against Inseong and closing your eyes. You were relaxed and happy to have them close, so it was easy to fall asleep and have some sweet dreams. They were yours, and no one was going to get in between you guys anymore.

❤

“Hm… she’s so cute when she’s asleep.”

“Sh, don’t wake her.”

    It wasn’t so surprising that you slept through the day, not after such an exciting morning. Zuho and Inseong had woken up a while ago, but both refused to leave, wanting to wait until you got up, so you would know that they love you. For now they’d just quietly whisper and watch you sleep, seeing you cuddle against them and toss about so cutely.

“I won’t… but I do wanna kiss her…”

“Then you’ll definitely wake her.”

“Maybe that wouldn’t be a bad thing.” Zuho chuckled. “It sounds like a nice way to wake up.”

    Zuho pulled you close and started peppering your face with kisses. You giggled, starting to wake up, gently trying to push him off.

“It tickles…”

“Does it? I don’t hear you giggling.”

“Hm…”

“Come on baby, you should get up, it’s breakfast time.”

“Five more minutes…”

“You can come back to bed after you get some food in your belly.”

“Promise.”

“Yeah.”

“Will you come to bed with me?”

“Depends on you, but let’s get some food in you first.”

    Inseong made sure to wrap you up in a warm blanket, Zuho carrying you down to the kitchen. He set you down at the table, making sure you didn’t fall over. The two stepped out for a moment so you’d patiently wait for the others to come down for breakfast.

“Did you sleep well baby?” Dawon asked as he sat next to you. “Or are you still sleepy?”

“Sleepy…”

“Hm, and who’s the monster that got you out of bed?”

    You whimpered, suddenly getting a flash of red. You jumped, nearly falling out of your chair, but Dawon pulled you close.

“No, no, sorry baby, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I…”

“Sh, it’s okay, it’s okay, there aren’t any monsters here, it’s just us baby girl.”

“Sorry… I… I didn’t…”

“No, no, no, you didn’t do anything wrong. You didn’t do anything bad, baby girl.” Dawon kissed your head. “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“Sorry…”

“Dawon what did you do?” Zuho hissed. “I was gone for like two minutes.”

“Nothing! She’s just still… you know…”

“Bite her.” Inseong added as he walked in. ‘That’ll calm her down.”

“What?”

“I’ll do it if you won’t.”

    Inseong didn’t wait for an answer, pulling you away from Dawon, and in a swift motion sinking his fangs into your neck. You cried out in shock for a moment before melting into his hands. When he pulled back he dove in for a quick kiss over your injury, making sure he didn’t get any blood on your clothes or the blanket.

“Who’s a good girl?”

“… me…”

“Yes you are. Relax sleepy head, we’ll get you back in bed after breakfast.”

“… okay…”

“Zuho, watch her, make sure she doesn’t fall over.”

“And what are you doing?” Youngbin playfully hit Inseong as he entered. “It’s too early for that.”

“Aish, just calming her down. If you wanna scold anyone it’s Dawon.”

“Ya!”

“How come? What did he do?”

“Upset her. It’s too early to be causing trouble and here he is, having his hyung clean up the mess.”

“You’re just using me as an excuse to get the first bite this morning.”

“And I told you not to upset her. She’s in a delicate headspace and deserves nothing but love and attention.” Inseong kissed your head. “Isn’t that right baby?”

“Hm…”

“Move over, you’re not sitting next to her.”

    As the others came in they all gave your sleepy head a morning kiss, taking a seat around the table. Dawon was still pouting a bit, but food quickly changed his tune. Youngbin had taken the other seat next to you, taking on the responsibility of feeding you.

“Did you sleep okay baby?”

“Yeah…”

“Good, we’ll put you back in bed soon okay.”

“Wanna sleep… with you…”

“Hm, okay, we can do that.”

“Awe, I wanted to sleep with her.” Hwiyoung whined. “Not fair.”

“Maybe later, but you do have things to do.”

“Don’t remind me.”

“Jaeyoon, did you get the paperwork in?”

“Yup. Everything should be settled by tomorrow morning.”

“Good. Then I’ll excuse myself. Come on baby.”

    Youngbin took you into his arms and carried you up to his room. He definitely had things to do, but he’d indulge you. He tucked you into bed, getting under the sheets with you, his laptop and some paperwork on the nightstand next to him. You didn’t mind, just having him nearby was enough. From there you were never really alone, someone always kept you close, and it was definitely like before, but better.

“Shall we have a movie night?”

“A game night would be better.” Rowoon suggested. “Maybe even some gambling.”

“You wanna bet money?” Chani laughed. “Don’t you always lose?”

“I thought we could bet y/n.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, who gets to take you to bed, and who gets a midday snack.”

“Hm… can I pick the game?”

“Sure.”

“How about billiards? I wanna see you play.”

“Perfect.”

    Even though this was just between Rowoon and Chani originally, the others had heard, all wanting a chance at this gamble. So multiple rounds were ahead, and you set the pairs, letting Jaeyoon skip the first few games. He pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your stomach and resting his chin on your shoulder, breathing you in.

“We should get some drinks and snacks, make it like a party.”

“A party…”

“It’s just us baby, although that brings up the topic. Would it be okay if we had a party?”

“Would you invite… others?”

“Yeah, that’s what a party is. We gotta talk about some business things and-”

“I meant humans…”

“Ah, you don’t like that idea.”

“…”

“You can be honest.”

“I don’t want other humans here…”

“Are you gonna get jealous?”

“You’re mine, and only mine.”

“Yes baby, we’re yours and you’re ours.”

“I don’t want you biting others, or smelling like other humans.”

Dawon chuckled. “Your sense of smell isn’t like ours.”

“I’d be able to tell!”

“Alright, alright.” Youngbin came over and kissed your head. “No parties, and no other humans are allowed in the house. Promise, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Good, now why don’t you go get some snacks with Jaeyoon, we can’t all be snacking on you.”

“Why not?”

“You wouldn’t be able to handle it, besides, we’re playing to get a taste today, not fair to share you now.”

“Come on.” Jaeyoon got you on your feet. “Let’s go raid the pantry.”

    Your mind lingered in the notion of a party. You didn’t want anyone else around them, but you couldn’t be a brat like this. They had jobs and other things to take care of. Eventually you needed to be okay with them going out and leaving you at home, and okay with the idea of other humans being around them. For now though, you’d keep them just for yourself.

“Who gets a pass this time?”

“Hm… Taeyang.”

“Yes!”

“Why him?” Dawon complained. “You’re picking favorites.”

“He did the best, so he gets the pass. If you want, we can just disqualify you now.”

“Ya!”

You giggled. “I believe in you! Fighting!”

“Alright, alright.”

“What about me?” Hwiyoung whined. “Don’t I get some cheer?”

“Hwiyoung, fighting!”

“Yeah.”

“That’s not fair, you can’t wish everyone well.”

“Stop complaining about everything and play.”

    As it came down to the final two things had certainly gotten heated. Those who were no longer contenders wanted some time with you before the winner stole you away. So you’d bounce around the room, getting kisses one minute, and then getting fed the next. Although all eyes wound up on the table as Dawon and Chani faced off, and then you had a winner.

“I’ll take what’s mine.”

    Chani picked you up off your feet, swinging you around. He buried his head in the crock of your neck, already wanting to take his prize.

“Chani.” You giggled. “I should at least give Dawon a compensation kiss for coming in second.”

“No, he was being a brat, so he gets nothing.”

“Ya!”

“She’s mine! Now let’s go to bed.”

    There was nothing you could do as this was the game, so you waved at the others and headed off with Chani. He had you join him in a quick shower before tucking in for the day. You were all clean and fresh and he was more than ready to put a slight dent in that. He pulled you into his arms, kissing you softly.

“It seems it was destined to be us this morning.”

“Are you sure you didn’t cheat?”

“How would I cheat?”

“I don’t know…”

“I won fair and square, so I’ll have my prize.”

    He gave you another kiss before sinking his fangs into you. A slight moan escaped your lips and you relaxed into his embrace. It was a feeling you could never get used to. The pleasure was so overwhelming, it was like slowly sinking into bliss. It was one of the best ways to go to sleep, knowing you’d rest well with such a feeling traveling through your body, and having someone who loved you so close. You didn’t think there would ever be any more problems, but there were things you hadn’t considered.

❤

“Shall we watch a movie tonight?”

“Aren’t you busy?”

“I’m always busy.” Taeyang joked. “But I make time for you. So, what are you in the mood for?”

“Hm… something fluffy.”

“Alright. I’ll get some snacks and join you in a bit.”

    A movie night sounded like so much fun. You picked one and grabbed some blankets, getting comfy on the couch. When Taeyang returned he set down the snack bowls, Zuho joining in and bringing the drinks. They sandwiched you together, getting under the blankets and starting the movie. You felt so warm and safe, enjoying the quiet night, although it was probably because of the atmosphere that you started to doze off. You tried to stay awake but wound up falling asleep. You hadn’t had a restless night since the incident, not until now.

“What did you do!”

    You snapped back to reality when you heard Chani yell. You turned back to see all the boys gathered around, staring at you.

“Wa…”

    You finally took notice of your surroundings, seeing the blood and the bodies around you, and then noticing the knife in your hand. You were covered in blood. You screamed and dropped the knife, starting to remember what had happened.

“I… I… I didn’t-”

“What is wrong with you!”

    The boys rushed over to the other bodies, but they were cold. You didn’t know what came over you in the moment but now you had tears in your eyes.

“I’m sorry… I… I don’t-”

    Youngbin and Inseong grabbed you, dragging you out of the room. You continued your sobbing apologies, but they weren’t listening. You could tell they were upset with you, and that was the last thing you wanted.

“Please… please I didn’t-”

“Shut up!”

“I’m sorry, I-”

“I said quiet!”

    You knew this wouldn’t end well, moreso when you were dragged out into the backyard.

“Please…”

❤

    Your eyes shot open and you jumped awake. It took a moment for you to take in your surroundings, realizing you were in Taeyang’s room. It was all just a bad dream, they didn’t hate you. Once that passed you wondered what had happened, remembering the movie night. You had fallen asleep, deeply it seemed since they put you to bed. Now you just wanted to find one of them and hug them.

    You got out of bed and stepped out into the hall, but you froze when you heard laughter. It was them, but it was mixed with others. A million things ran through your mind and none of them were good. You rushed over to Youngbin’s room, getting the knife that you had hidden behind the nightstand and rushing downstairs. You followed the laughter and burst into the room where it was coming from.

    You held up the knife, slowly taking in the scene. The boys were sitting at the table, and a few guests gathered around. It had gotten quiet when you entered, and you realized you had nothing to worry about, except the consequences of your actions. In the blink of an eye you were out of the room, slammed against a wall, the knife falling out of your hand. It took a second for your vision to register who was before you, it was Dawon.

“Are you crazy?”

“I-”

“Did we really break something up there?” Dawon laughed. “What were you gonna do baby? Were you gonna stab everyone in that room? Gosh, we were all wondering how a knife went missing.”

“I-”

    There was a crazy look in Dawon’s eyes, probably excitement over what had happened, mixed with his own lust for you in the moment. He couldn’t really help himself, digging his fangs into your neck without any warning. Your eyes went wide, your body going still from the sudden shock before the pleasure washed over you.

“Gosh that was so hot.” Dawon placed a bloody kiss on your cheek. “Bursting in with a knife, that look in your eyes. Is that how you were that night? The night you saved us, baby.”

“Hm…”

“Such a good girl, aren’t you?”

    Dawon took you up to his room, taking another bite before cleaning you up. You were barely conscious then but you managed to grab onto him.

“Don’t… go…”

“Baby, we were-”

“I’m scared…”

“Scared? What are you scared of?”

“Don’t want… bad dream…”

“Is that what happened? You had a bad dream?” You nodded. “Aish, why would you have a bad dream, nothing bad’s gonna happen.”

    Dawon pulled you into his arms, gently rocking you from side to side. You held onto him with whatever strength you could, not wanting him to leave. The blood loss and his gentle sways eventually lulled you to sleep, but he kept his word and stayed with you. A while later Youngbin and Hwiyoung came into the room.

“What happened?”

“She had a bad dream.” Dawon explained. “It must have upset her, but besides that, I don’t know. What about the meeting?”

“It continued without issue.” Youngbin said. “No one commented on the incident.”

“We’re gonna have to use a stronger dose next time.” Hwiyoung added. “Or talk to her?”

“Drinking from her until she passes out is an option.” Dawon said. 

“If she had a nightmare in that state it’d be worse. She wouldn’t be able to move.”

“Because having her run around the house with a knife is such a great alternative.”

“Ya, she’s sleeping.” Youngbin reminded. “Nothing happened, so let’s leave it at that. Hwiyoung look after her, and when she wakes, see if she can explain properly what happened.”

“Alright.”

“What about me?”

“You took a bite out of her while there were drugs in her system, you know that’s not allowed.”

“I just wanted to calm her down…”

“Come on, hand her over, you need to cleanse that stuff out of you.”

“Fine.”

    Dawon carefully handed you over to Hwiyoung, kissing the sleepy hand of yours that tried to hold on. Although you soon snuggled against Hwiyoung. Hours later you were a bit confused to find yourself somewhere else, but being in Hwiyoung’s arms wasn’t bad. You were both in bed and he had an arm around you, eyes closed and listening to music. You carefully reached over and took one of his earbuds, wanting to listen to what he was listening to.

“Hm, you awake?”

“Hi…”

“Hi. Are you feeling better?”

“Sorry about… before…”

“Nothing happened, baby, so don’t worry. But what about you? Are you okay? What happened?”

“It was just a bad dream…”

“How bad was it? Baby you had a knife.”

“I just… I thought… others… were in the house…”

“No, no, baby, Youngbin promised no other humans, remember? We keep our word.”

“I know… I just… got scared…”

“You don’t have to be scared, you have us. Now, did you hide any other knives around the house?”

“… no… I only took one…”

“And you don’t have anything else sharp hidden away, right?”

“No…”

“Promise? We’ll all get very upset if we find out you lied.”

“Promise… I didn’t hide anything else.”

“Good girl.”

❤

    You weren’t in trouble, and they didn’t scold you on the little stunt you pulled. They talked to you about it and that was it. You were a bit embarrassed over your mistake, but it was a one time thing you promised yourself wouldn’t happen again. At least now you thought things would only get better, but there was something else, something you didn’t anticipate, and neither did they.

“Youngbin, you have a guest.”

    You were enjoying breakfast with the boys when a servant had come in to report that there was a visitor. The table went quiet.

“A guest? At this hour. No, send them off.”

“I’m afraid-”

“That’s incredibly rude of you, Youngbin.”

    A stranger entered the dining hall and your first reaction was to hide. You ducked under the table, getting a few chuckles out of those nearest to you. It was ridiculous, but you still weren’t used to the idea of strangers in the house, let alone them seeing you.

“You’re the rude one.” Youngbin countered. “So to what do I owe this unpleasant visit? Can the Syndicate no longer be bothered to make a call in advance? It’s not that hard to reach my secretary and make an appointment, I assure you.”

“This matter involved no prior knowledge on your part. So I do apologize for the sudden arrival. Now, shall we continue this conversation in private?”

“Sure.”

    You had no idea what was going on but you didn’t like it. When Youngbin stood you scrambled over to him, grabbing his leg from under the table.

“Don’t go…”

He chuckled and knelt down. “Everything’s okay, we’ll just have a quick chat and then I’ll be back, alright.”

“I don’t like him…”

“Neither do I. Finish up your breakfast okay.”

“You’ll be back soon, right?”

“Yes, now get out from under the table.”

    Youngbin pulled you up to your feet, having you take his seat. He kissed your head before leaving the room with the other.

“Who… who was that?”

“A representative of the Syndicate.” Inseong explained. “An old friend of Youngbin’s actually, I think his name is Hui… it’s probably some paperwork that didn’t get filed properly.”

“You never really told me… like what you guys do…”

“Boring office stuff.” Zuho said. “Nothing you have to worry about.”

    You still couldn’t shake the bad feeling, something like this never happened before, but then again you hadn’t been there long, and they told you not to worry. For now you’d let it go.

❤

“Absolutely not.”

“It’s already been decided.”

    Youngbin had gone up to his office with Hui, offering him a drink but he refused. Neither of them was in the mood for small talk so Hui got straight to the point.

“We already paid the reparation fees. This matter should be closed.”

“Well as you can imagine there are details that need to be investigated.”

“Like?”

“You claim that during a night of alcohol and games you got carried away with the girls, yet no alcohol was found in their system.”

“The girls weren’t the ones drinking, you know that.”

“And what of all the wounds on their body? Draining them shouldn’t have made such a mess.”

“Blood and alcohol, what kind of night did you think we were having?”

“And what of the other girl? Y/n, she wasn’t present for this.”

“She’s not the type who’d enjoy a night like that. You saw her, for a brief moment, she’s the more quiet type, so she was put to bed early that morning.”

“The quiet type, huh? That hardly seems like your type, given the history of the pets you and your boys keep.”

“Your point?”

“I need to speak with her, alone, whether you like it or not.”

“Not going to happen.”

“Why? Is there something you’re hiding?”

“What did I just say? The second you showed up she hid. She doesn’t like strangers. Whatever you’re fishing for here, you’re gonna get nothing out of her.”

“That’s a conclusion I need to come to myself. So, let me talk to her, or shall I come back with the proper paperwork? I have no problem opening up a whole investigation instead of doing this politely.”

“What exactly is this investigation of yours?”

“Just following up to confirm the accidental deaths that took place here. It’s routine and you know it. You should have expected someone from the Syndicate to stop by.”

“I did, just didn’t want it to be you.”

“It’s nice to see you too.”

“The feeling’s mutual, just go easy on her.”

“No promises.”

❤

    After breakfast you got to be lazy on the couch, watching late night cartoons with Jaeyoon and Chani. You were resting on Jaeyoon’s chest, listening to his slow heartbeat. You expected a quiet night but then you heard the doors open and peeked over. You quickly hid though, having seen Youngbin and his guest. Jaeyoon chuckled, petting your head.

“What’s wrong baby?” You whined. “Sh, everything’s okay.”

“Y/n?”

    You jumped when you saw Youngbin, nearly falling off Jaeyoon, but he kept you in place.

“Easy baby, I have someone I want you to meet.”

“No…”

“You’re so cute.” Youngbin picked you up and got you on your feet. “This is Hui, he wants to talk with you.”

“I don’t want to talk to him…”

“It’s important, and it won’t take long.”

    You still didn’t want to, but you didn’t really have a say in the matter. You followed Youngbin up to his office, taking a seat at his desk.

“I’d like to talk to her alone.”

“Alright.”

“No.” You grabbed Youngbin’s hand. “Don’t go.”

“He’s not gonna hurt you baby, I’ll be right outside.”

    He kissed your head before exiting, leaving you with this stranger. You kept your head down, keeping your hands in your lap, trying not to fidget.

“So, y/n, how long have you been here?”

“Uh… about three months.”

“Ah, so you’re halfway through your stay.”

“What?”

“About two months ago you had others join you in the house, how did you feel about that.”

“Others?”

“Pets.”

“Oh… uh, they didn’t like me much.”

“How come?”

“They were really loud… and I’m not…”

“I see, so you didn’t like them, did you?”

“Not really…”

“Well, I wanted to ask you what happened that morning.”

“What?”

“The morning they died, after a night of drinking and fun. Were you there?”

“No…”

“Really? The whole thing is interesting, you see. There are quite a few defensive wounds hidden under bite marks and scratches that were done postmortem.”

“I don’t-”

“Did you hurt them?”

“What?”

“The other pets, did you hurt them?”

“I… I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I heard rumors about you with a knife.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“If you’re not going to be honest with me I might have to remove you from the house.”

“Remove…”

    You didn’t want to leave, you weren’t going to leave. Your earlier panic quickly turned to anger, and your eyes shot to the letter opener on the desk. You quickly grabbed it and tried to stab your interrogator. For a moment he was surprised, but he managed to knock the weapon from your hand, pinning your arm to the desk and keeping you still.

“That was something.”

“Let me go!”

“This room is soundproof, so don’t bother screaming, they can’t hear you.”

“But they can smell me.”

    You snatched the letter opener again and cut your forearm, just enough for some blood to bloom. The door quickly burst open and Hui let you go. You quickly scrambled away, running over to Youngbin and hugging him tight. He wrestled your injured arm free, seeing the blood.

“What the fuck!”

“I didn’t do it!”

“I don’t wanna go.” You cried. “I don’t wanna leave, please don’t make me go.”

“What? No, baby, you’re not going anywhere, I promise.” Youngbin glared. “What happened?”

“Shall we talk in private?”

“Fine.”

    Youngbin tried to get you to let him go but you held on tight, scared about what would happen.

“Y/n, everything is gonna be okay.”

“I don’t wanna go.”

“You’re not leaving this house. Now please let go, baby.”

    You weren’t gonna budge, and Youngbin couldn’t help but chuckle. The others had come after hearing the commotion and getting a whiff of your blood. They were all glad to see you were alright, although it was clear you were scared. Youngbin kissed your cheek, giving you a moment of calm before he dug his fangs into your neck. You squirmed, knowing very well what he was doing. You whined, but you couldn’t fight the pheromones making you feel good and dizzy. He pulled away and picked you up in his arms.

“Everything’s going to be fine baby, don’t worry.”

“Hm…”

“Rowoon, take her to bed please.”

    You tried to hold onto Youngbin, but he slipped from your grasp. Rowoon took you to his room, setting you down on the bed.

“It’s okay baby.” He pet your head. “No one’s gonna take you from us.”

    He stepped away for a moment, coming back with a medkit to clean your wound and wrap it up. He kissed your arm.

“Be careful not to hurt yourself love.”

“Okay…”

“Get some rest.”

“Will you… stay…”

“Of course.”

❤

“I told you to take it easy.”

“I didn’t think you’d actually do this.”

“Do what?”

“Keep a pet.”

“Is that your final verdict?”

“Anyone would see the consequences of removing her from this house.”

“I’m glad you see things my way.”

“You really shouldn’t have been so sloppy.”

“I wasn’t. So, if you have nothing else, it’s probably best you leave.”

Hui scoffed. “I’m aware. I’ll finalize my report tonight, so you should get the proper paperwork done as soon as possible for her.”

“I know. Thanks for today.”

“Don’t thank me, just take care of her, and hope no one comes snooping around.”

“I doubt it, but I’ll keep that in mind. Have a good night.”

    Hui saw himself out and Youngbin went to check on you, seeing you fast asleep. He saw your arm wrapped up, knowing very well what happened there. None of them wanted you hurting yourself, so they needed to be careful going forward, and figure out how to get that idea out of your head. At least for now the bigger issue was behind them. When you woke the other man wasn’t around anymore, and you were still here, so everything was okay. None of the others seemed worried or upset, the atmosphere was happy. Nothing was going to change, you were sure of it now.

❤

“Out?”

“Yes. We need to go out and do somethings.”

“And… I have to go with…”

“Yes.”

“But… but why?”

“Long story short you need a check up.” Inseong explained. “Just to update your file, and then you’ll be with us forever.”

“Forever…”

“Yup. No one is gonna be able to take you away from us, no matter what.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. We won’t be long either okay, just to the capitol and straight back home.”

“Okay.”

“Good. Go find Hwiyoung and get dressed.”

“Alright.”

    You hadn’t left the house since you first arrived, although sometimes you wanted to go out with them. Recently you had shoved that idea back, but now, with what today meant, maybe you could be better. You excitedly went off to find Hwiyoung, letting him dress you for the day. They were all just as excited as you were. You left the house together, holding hands with Chani and Taeyang. You were going to the same city you had lived in most of your life, but with a new outlook on life.

    As they promised everything was rather quick, and Jaeyoon stayed with you the whole time. They just drew some blood, took your temperature, really basic stuff. You were honestly just really happy to be with them today, already thinking about all the possibilities going forward. After seeing the doctor you did have to wait around a bit for some results, and a few of the others had other business to attend to. You didn’t mind staying out a bit longer, the rest of the night was going to be good regardless.

“Y/n?”

“Hm… oh, Hyunjin, what are you doing here?”

“Gosh, I can’t believe it’s you.”

    Hyunjin pulled you into a hug, which caught you a bit off guard. For the moment you were alone as Jaeyoon went off to get you a warm drink. You stayed put where he left you, and you were genuinely surprised to see an old friend. The capitol building here was usually frequented by vampires, not humans.

“I’ve been so worried about you.”

“Me? I’m fine.”

“Where have you been? You haven’t been answering my calls or responding to my texts.”

“I can’t have my phone.”

“What?”

“I’m a pet.”

“Pet? When did you apply?”

“I… I didn’t… wait, what?”

“Being a pet isn’t like you. I thought it was a one night thing, that you got picked up off the streets.”

“I did but things… changed.”

“Y/n, I-”

“Y/n?”

    When Jaeyoon returned he was quick to pull you away from the other person. Hyunjin immediately stood as well, already on the defensive side.

“Who is this?”

“I should be asking that.”

“He’s an old friend of mine.” You explained. “Hyunjin, meet Jaeyoon, he’s one of my-”

“He’s a vampire.”

“Yes…”

“Is he the one who picked you up?”

“No, it was-”

“It’s nice to meet an old friend of y/n’s.” Jaeyoon interrupted. “Although what brings you here? Humans don’t really have business in the capitol.”

“I have my reasons.”

“Hm. Well, I’m glad you kept y/n company. Perhaps we’ll see each other again sometime, let’s go baby.”

“Okay, bye, Hyunjin.”

    You took your hot cocoa, taking a sip and walking off with Jaeyoon. You didn’t think nothing of seeing an old friend, already forgetting the conversation, but it would linger in his mind. Jaeyoon just found it to be an annoyance, but it wouldn’t bother him either. The others had finished up, and everything was in order, so you made your way home. 

“I know… I can be troublesome…”

“But that’s what we love.” Dawon cooed. “You’re adorable all the time.”

“But I don’t want to be a burden… I’ll try to… be okay about parties… I know they’re important for you guys… so I’ll do better.”

“Awe, you’re gonna be so strong for us?”

“I’ll try my best.”

“You’re so cute.”

“I’m glad to hear.” Youngbin smiled. “I hope you’ll also come with us sometime. The city is much different when you’re with us.”

“I’d like to try that too.”

“Oh yeah!” Taeyang cheered. “We can go to clubs, and take you out for dinner and sightseeing.”

“There are so many good restaurants.” Zuho said. “We need to figure out what you haven’t tried yet.”

“I’m excited for all that.”

“We also need to take you shopping.” Rowoon added. “Get you a big wardrobe, and perhaps your own room.”

“But I like sleeping with you guys.”

“A room for yourself isn’t bad, you can put all your things in there.”

“And maybe I wanna sleep in your bed.” Chani giggled. “Change it up.”

“That means a lot more shopping.” Jaeyoon said. “Also need to find things you like, so you can keep busy when we aren’t around.”

“That’s all for later.” Inseong interrupted. “We’re here.”

    It kinda felt different, standing outside the house this time. It wasn’t a scary place, but somewhere that you were welcomed with open arms.

“Welcome home baby.” Hwiyoung kissed your cheek. “We’re all glad to have you.”

(III)

[linksthoughtbrambles]

[Zelda tries to be serious. Ducks happen.]

(Link's Thought Brambles part 16)

“Here begins dictation two of Princess Zelda of Hyrule.

.

“Her smile is like the sun.

“I have never heard such words spoken of me. I suppose I still haven’t. He has not voiced them.

“It’s the sort of thing I might expect to appear in one of Zuho’s lyrics. From him, I would find it disconcerting. But here, as Link’s thoughts given written form, I know them for what they are. He did not speak them to ensnare or beguile me. He believes them secret. And in that, I know they are true. Their worth is far greater than that of any song, no matter how moving it may sound.

“It has been a mere 48 hours since Link accidentally set all this in motion. Yet I feel so differently, it may as well be a hundred years. I feel… I feel struck as I did the day I glanced into the training yard and saw him for the first time. Such emotion flooded my being—as if a loved one I’d thought long dead was suddenly resurrected before my eyes. My heart swelled with joy at seeing him. I still cannot explain it. Then the sword—well. Other pressures came to bear. I suppose I felt foolish, and his silence seemed confirmation that my first impression was nothing but an illusion.

“I have seen him again for the first time—not as I imagine him to be, but how he truly is. Two days ago, had the gossip at court forced us I apart I would have felt relief. Now that possibility is abhorrent. I will not allow it. My father cannot deny the necessity of excursions either to the springs or to the divine beasts. I shall depart with Link as soon as possible without appearing too hasty. I must think on what else I may accomplish outside the walls of this castle, and how to best present it to my father. It cannot all regard the ancient technology. He will not accept that.”

Ugh. They’ve spotted me.

“Hm.”

Ignore them. Work out that tightness. You’ll sleep like a rock tonight, Link.

“Link- Sir Link has returned to his spot, practicing forms just north of my apartment. I must whisper to reduce the likelihood of him hearing me.

“That Link’s father is Sir Lyle explains much. As I think on Sir Lyle’s behavior whenever he guarded me, he lacked any joy or seeming emotional attachments whatsoever. He certainly showed me no affection even as a child. I am aware that he and my father knew each other before my parents married, and my father trusts him beyond any doubt--but when he was captain of the royal guard, there was no room for error on anyone’s part, and he was equally strict, through the guard captain, with all of the soldiers. I’d heard that Sir Lyle had land in Necluda, but beyond that it was as if his family did not exist.

“Link’s attempt at detachment is a mere echo of his father’s. Link’s personality does not lend him to it. It’s plain to see that his thoughts naturally wander toward the benefit of others, not because of duty, but because he is sympathetic and affectionate. I believe I may wonder forever how many plans he’d hatched to brighten my own outlook before the slate began its recording.

Lots of birds today. Oh, it’s the ducks. Yeah, that makes sense.

“I- I wonder what he would think of me if he knew I had lied about the slate. It does not escape me that he appears to entirely overlook my own faults, laying responsibility for my failures elsewhere. He is, of course, wrong, though I must admit it has moved me to know that someone in this world does not blame me.

“I must strategize, for Link’s sake and my own. Draw up a travel itinerary to discuss with my father. Perhaps at dinner-“

Ew. What's that?

“-Oh?”

You're kidding me.

No WAY.

Holy crap, what do I do?

Hahaha. Holy crap. Wow. Hahahahahahahaha “hahahahahahahahaha ahaaaa!”

“SIR LINK? SIR LINK, WHAT’S HAPPENED?”

“Uuuh. Nothing important, Princess!”

Well, this settles it, Link. You have been crapped on verbally, emotionally, and now literally all in one day. You are dead, ducks. One day, you will be on my plate and I will have my revenge.

“Sir Link appears to be shaking his fist at the sky. Oh. Oh, I see. Oh, that is a mess, isn’t it?”

It’s a good thing the Princess was so kind to me today. I can change my shirt… ew… and my undershirt… and wet a rag and wipe my back off with half a smile on my face instead of a whiny, melodramatic eye-roll. I can see that look on Chee’s face right now. That’s totally what she would do if a duck nailed her mid-flight. That, and try to smear it on me, too. Whereas I, the considerably more mature sibling, would only threaten to smear it on her so I could watch her run away screaming.

“Oh, well. I don’t believe my dictation will be particularly cohesive.”

I’m going to need a full-on bath tonight.

“I suppose I should have waited until he slept.”

I won’t feel clean until I get one. I hope none of the creepy maids bring the kettles in. I don’t linger in your rooms, ladies.

Well. I don’t go in them in the first place, so I guess that makes sense.

Hang on. Women never ever ever show any interest me in any other context. At all. Why would any of them hang around? It must be something nefarious. Do they have a bet going or something? Why does it feel like this has to do with something Virn and Kertiss said? That me lusting after the Princess wasn’t something to worry about?

Were they testing me?!

No. No, that’s a crazy thought. Paranoid. Stop being so suspicious, Link.

But don’t entirely stop. Be suspicious of people wanting to harm the Princess. Definitely stay suspicious of that. So be suspicious, but not too suspicious.

“Unfortunately, I believe I agree with Link’s initial suspicions. It does indeed sound as if there’s a bet on. It also sounds as if Link is blissfully unaware of its nature. Let us hope it remains that way. All the more reason to leave the castle soon, and for a long while.”

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[babykyunbun]

SF9 REACTION: FIRST TIME SEEING THEIR CRUSH IN A BIKINI.

Hope you like it, request more for sf9 if you’d like, I’d love to write more for them because they’re my baby’s💛and sorry they were all literally confessing lmao and I’m sorry it turned out a little smutty I’m a hoe

YOUNGBIN:

The moment he saw you walk out of the patio doors, his mouth dropped open. His eyes widened and he felt his heart skip a beat. Your beautiful.

Your cheeks reddened as you noticed some of the boys staring at you, you felt a little embarrassed but you just embraced your body. They all looked like teenage boys, seeing boobs for the first time. Your eyes landed on Youngbins, he smiled and his eyes shot to the ground.

You walked up to him and sat down, ruffling his hair like you always did.

“Don’t act like you weren’t looking, you can continue if you like, I don’t mind” you said with a grin before placing a kiss to his cheek and running off to the pool with the others. Surprised at yourself for saying something like that.

“Ooo Hyung” Chani whistled, patting youngbins back.

He sat there with a little smirk on his face and rubbed his thumb over his bottom lip. What were you doing to him.

INSEONG:

This man right here will tell you how amazing you look. The boys invited you to go to the beach with them, also just so maybe you and inseong would actually do something about the tension in the air when the both of you are together. LIKE GET TOGETHER PLEASE.

“You look absolutely stunning y/n” he whispered into your ear as he pulled you into the tightest hug. It always lasted longer than the hugs with the others, it was nice. When he pulled away, his eyes ran up and down your body, your cheeks turning the brightest red. He looked so good, he had the most sexiest look on his face. Like he wanted to eat you up, and you would gladly let him.

“Thank you inseongie, you look really good too” you giggled out. You both just stood there, staring into each other’s eyes. Just like in the movies.

“Come on you love birds, kissy kissy at home” Hwiyoung shouted out, running right past you both just incase inseong decided to attack him. Which he did.

“Sorry y/n I’m gonna have to go kill some kid” he giggled out before chasing after him.

Ask her out already inseong:(

JAEYOON:

I’m sorry I’m really whipped for this man and I just wanna ssksksk-

You were already staring at him first, your eyes widened and you literally felt like you were salivating. He looked like a Greek god. The water running down his toned chest then falling onto his abs, made your legs weak.

He turned to you, drinking in the sight of your baby pink bikini. The way it adorned your curves made him want to pick you up and fuck you in the pool. He noticed the way you looked at him with dark, lust filled eyes he started showing off a little bit more. Flexing his arms a little and rubbing his skin.

You had enough, you knew what he was doing and you can’t stand it anymore. You got up, walked over to him and gripped his hips, then smashing your lips onto his. You didn’t think about the others, you just kissed him with everything you had. His hands kneaded at your skin.

“Um guys are you forgetting that WE are here” Youngbin shouted out, making you both break from the kiss. You hid your face in his neck, so fucking embarrassed while he stood there with a smug smirk.

DAWON:

He turned into mush, like literally. How smooth your skin looked,how confident and sexy you looked. It drove him insane. He sunk into his seat and just stared, his mouth slightly parted. His breathing deep, his eyes were BLESSED.

“I’m glad someone likes this, I don’t really think it suits me” you mumbled sitting down, a pout turning into a smile when you saw him look at you with wide eyes.

“I um I think you look beautiful, like a goddess”he whispered, his cheeks turning slightly pink. Oh god did you just say that Dawon. He wants to make you his, so bad but he’s afraid you’ll friendzone him. That would make everything awkward. Do it Dawon, ask her,

“I, um, do you know what. Would you like to go out, you know on like a date I just i love you so much and I’m-” “id love to Dawon”

ZUHO:

He’d be all mushy and lovey inside but he won’t show it on the outside. The other boys were gawking, like they’d never seen a woman in their entire lives. It was honestly embarrassing for juho but men will be men. He didn’t want them undressing you with their eyes, he didn’t want any of them to even think of you in that way. You were his, well he wanted you to be.

“Stop it, your like a bunch of teenagers. I don’t think y/n likes being undressed by your eyes so stop” he said with annoyance laced in his voice. His brushed his fingers through his hair and sat back down, it was honestly one of the hottest things you’d seen.

“Someone’s a little jealous” Dawon muttered out with a giggle, all was heard after that was a loud groan. They boys went off to do their own thing. You sat near him and gave him an ice pop.

“Thank you for telling them to stop but you honestly didn’t need to, they weren’t doing any harm” you said grabbing his hand and rubbing it.

“I liked seeing people like it, but the person I wanted to like it the most didn’t really seem to care” you muttered with a pout.

“Your beautiful” he groaned out and gripped your jaw before pressing his lips to yours.

ROWOON:

He would hype you the fuck up, like the moment you stepped out of the bathroom. He was your hype man. What can I say, this man loves you,of course he’s gonna be making sure you know your the most beautiful angel.

“Do you see that, now that is what a goddess looks like” he groaned out, rubbing his neck. He made you feel stunning, he made you feel like you were the only woman in the world.

His eyes ran up and down your frame, biting his lip. He’d just eat you right up on the spot, In front of everyone. This man didn’t hide his crush from you but he didn’t ask you to be his girlfriend so you just thought he was being a good best friend.

“You look fucking magnificent” he mumbled, like he was in a different world. His arms wrapped around your waist and he swung you around.

“Be mine baby” he whispered.

TAEYANG:

He’d be so flirty, like he wouldn’t shut up. Compliments being thrown at you every 2 minutes. He’d be very jealous too though, it was very crowded on the beach and a lot of people would stare at you,seeing people staring at you for a little too long made jealousy grow in his chest. He wanted to wrap you up and keep you for himself:( (okay Yandere Taeyang au anyone?)

“Did you wear this to tease me y/n Hm?” He whined, pulling your arm so he could wrap you in his arms. Swaying slightly, just so maybe they could get a hint and stop looking.

“Do you like all these men and women looking at you, dirty girl” he whispered in your ear, his hot breath fanning your neck making you cringe .

His hips pushed into yours, making you release a whimper. You felt embarrassed about doing this in front of lots of people but you found it so hot at the same time.

What are you doing to me yoo Taeyang.

HWIYOUNG:

(Oh my god ‘house of cards’ came on and I was literally doing body rolls while writing this lmao)

He couldn’t help it, his mind went straight to very explicit thoughts. The way your chest slowly moved up and down calmly, your tongue running over your pretty little lips. Which he wanted to kiss so badly. Stop Hwiyoung, you horndog. He bit onto his lip, his hands fidgeting on his lap.

“Bro stop staring” jaeyoon groaned out, rolling his eyes with a slightly disgusted look on his face. Hwiyoung slapped his arm before pushing him away.

He got up and lied next to you, he was on his side looking at you. You felt a hot breath on your face so you opened your eyes. Your heart quickened when you saw his beautiful eyes.

“What do you want now hwi” you giggled, running your fingers through his hair.

“A kiss maybe” he mumbled, placing his hand on your thigh, your eyes opened wide. You stuttered out a ‘what’. Noticing he wasn’t joking you sat up.

“Kiss me then, I dare ya”

CHANI:

He would act unbothered, inside he was freaking out. How could you just attack him like that. He gripped the towel on his lap hiding a not so little surprise, why did this have to happen to him now, infront of everyone. It was your fault.

“Come on Chani come play with us” you screamed out as you were being dragged to the water by jaeyoon and Taeyang. Great, absolutely fantastic. He couldn’t just ignore you, so he got up and wrapped the towel around his waist, walking slowly so it didn’t fall.

“Why are you wearing that” jae laughed out, tugging on the towel. Chani let out a low squeal as it was ripped away from him.

The boys bursted into a fit of giggles and loud laughing. you just stayed quiet because you get that could be really embarrassing. His hands found his way to his crotch to hide it. Everyone knew who caused it, they all knew it was you.

[lost-inthedream]

Dom anon here (can I be 🦁 anon for Juho? Coz he is my bias ♥) u might not have meant wrecked like this but the last time for me was when 🦁 released his song with 🐣 on his soundcloud. I broke up with my bff 1.5 yrs ago but never mourned it. And the lyrics of that song felt like a 👊 in the gut. And then a kick xD and then like being all the xtras at the beginning of Clck ur ❤. It started the mourning process for me... still hurts tho 😭

Hello again!! Hm I have a 🦁💕 anon but I will remember you too i guess. 😁 Don't worry.

Zuho's soundcloud is a treasure!! Oooh I'll take look on the lyrics of that song. When a song speak to us it's something big. I hope Zuho keeps writing a lot.