#Hwarang imagines

[nyoominmin]

My fave fics ever! ♡

[All rights belong to the respective owners!]

- All these fics are fluff, no mature content. 

List includes:

BTS - GOT7 - EXO - ATEEZ - Stray Kids - NCT - Hwarang - Howls Moving Castle - Harry Potter - Star Trek - Promps

BTS

Kim Namjoon 

Kim Seokjin 

Min Yoongi 

Jung Hoseok

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

GOT7

Im Jaebeom

Mark Tuan 

Jackson Wang

Park Jinyoung

Choi Youngjae

Bambam

Kim Yugyeom

EXO

Kim Junmyeon

Kim Minseok

Byun Baekhyun

Park Chanyeol

Do Kyungsoo

Kim Jongin

Oh Sehun

ATEEZ

Kim Hongjoon

Park Seonghwa

Kang Yeosang

Choi San

Song Mingi

Jung Wooyoung

Stray Kids

Bang chan 

Lee Minho

Lee Felix

Hwang Hyunjin

NCT (127, WayV)

Jung Jaehyun

Mark Lee

Hwarang

Ban Ryu

Sam Maek Jong / Ji Dwi

Howls moving castle 

Howl Pendragon

Harry Potter 

Draco Malfoy 

Star Trek 

Pavel Chekov

Prompts

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Original fic rec list pt. 1

Original fic rec list pt.2

[madameaug]

One of Your Girls: KTH x Black Reader

Pairing: Actor Taehyung x Friend zoned Black Reader

Reader is delusional (like most of us), kinda feel bad, down horrendous, love sick for sure. Kinda mopey tone

I never could have imagined myself being a The Weekend girl. A girl who was so desperate for male attention that she convinced herself that being a side-chick was okay. Uttering that stupid phrase "he knows where home is." I actively laughed and made fun of those girls. Side chicks who believed that they would one day become the wife. That the man who was dragging her along would come to his senses. That she had something special and would motivate him to change his dirty dog ways. Ha! What fools.

Yet there was a voice that didn't belong to me , reciprocating that belly-aching laugh.

Look at you in madly in love with a man who sees you as nothing more than a friend.

Even though no one was pointing that finger at me the embarrassment was swallowing me up whole. Yet again here I laid in the California King bed, alone, hoping he would still be here with me. That after he tucked me into bed, that he would be curled up beside me. I wouldn't dare allow myself to hope that maybe in our mutual intoxication, we shared this bed in a more intimate sense. That I finally escaped the isolating box of friendship. Removing the burn of being called his friend, but rather yet just his.

"Ms. Yn? Are you awake?" Judah Tae's assistant spoke on the other side of the door. Huh, I guess he knew about me staying the night. I wasn't a total fool to know that Judah coming to wake me up, was a clear sign from Tae that my window of being a guest was rapidly closing. He was too much of a coward to address me head-on and politely kick me out. So he tasked that to either his softspoken Judah or his rough-around-edges security guard Binky. At this point I would have preferred Binky to wake me up.

"I'm up, Judah." I picked up my belongings that were scattered across the ground. Nothing too serious but a bright red corset top and a slinky black maxi skirt.

"Your phone and purse are on the dining table, and your Uber is outside. No need to rush out, take your time."

Judah added that last sentence to cushion the blow that I was again getting the discreet dismissal from his boss. I was the pitiful girl who couldn't get the hint. Or perhaps refused to get the hint.

I sat in front of the vanity mirror, getting myself together. Yes, I was a bit prideful. Even though I was on the edge of another anti-climatic emotional breakdown, I'll be damned if I showed it. If fake it til I make it was a person, it would be me.

Drunk me in all her right mind, was smart enough to remove the layers of makeup on my face. They weren't smeared across Taehyung's satin pillow sheets. Sheets I like to think he got for me, to protect my natural hair. I just like to think that he's thinking of me.

Catching my eye were two photo frames. The larger one contained Taehyung and his castmates of Hwarang. He was the youngest and his older castmates had bunny ears behind his head. Even though it was hard to see as Taehyung was dressed in a traditional hanbok. His perfect smile on display, his big ears poking out lateral to the black head strap. He looked like a kid in the candy store. Smiling cheek to cheek, that he actually looked like his six year old self.

Should I truly feel shame for allowing myself to fall in love with a man like him. A man who was kind, interested in the things I liked, was single, intelligent, and had a passion within his career. I wouldn't be exaggerating for saying that Kim Taehyung was one of a kind. It would be hard to find another like him. No. There is no one like him. I was already lucky to be in his space as a friend. Someone who he didn't have to worry about betraying him to the gossip-hungry tabloids, airing out his dirty laundry for the world to sift through and mock. I was honored to be his number one confidant, his best friend. But I won't lie to my heart and say I wish we were something more.

I wish I met his grandmother, the most important woman of his life under the guise of lover. That he posted my face on social media holidays like National Girlfriend Day. I wish that I had an initial in his bio, showing that he was taken.

But instead, I was reminded of the reason why none of my wishes would come true. His true love was currently occupying that space. The female co-star that he was currently the lead with. She was a beautiful ray of sunshine inside and out. Everything about her was pretty. Her skin was clear and smooth, not an imperfection is sight. She had a youthful look to her, easily being mistaken as Taehyung's junior despite her being older than him. Even her name translated to 'pretty' in both her native language and Korean. I didn't need intense calculations to understand why Taehyung was in love with her. If I was a male, hell I'd probably be in love with her too.

Which is why it hurt the most seeing the two lovebirds hug each other so lovingly. Her smile was turning into rambunctious teasing. Bragging that she won this little onsided game between us. That she was the victor in this drawn-out battle for Taehyung's attention and affection.

That I YN YLN was a loser. That I earned second place. Nah. That wouldn't stand for much longer. Kim Taehyung was in love with me. A seedling somewhere in that big heart of his was reserved for me. His girlfriend was the overcast, preventing my little seed from growing. Two can play this game. And rest assured, that this time I would be victorious.

Muah Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!!!!

(just jokes- i don't support homewrecking <3)

[friendlynbhddevil]

@queenbeyondthejudge I'm posting the screenshots of your reblog here so we can start afresh because it was getting too longgg, I hope that's okayy :D (If anyone chances upon this lovely exchange, read this for context)

Yesss Jin will be finally bringing in the anti-delulu energy that we need more than ever🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️Ahh unfortunately no :') My end sem exams are going on right now. I'm going to watch everything after the exams are over😭

I have a pretty similar story too. I remember listening to Forever Rain when I was completely new to the whole thing and I felt seen. I'm so glad I found them💜 I think it was Yoongi who once said that "you don't find us, we find you when the time's right."

🥹🥹💜💜thank youuu. I have had few dreams. But getting to see them one day drives me the most.

Jin would absolutely nail any role he gets!! And he can sing his own OST sooo he's a perfect male lead😌😌 Yesss I have heard about Hwarang!! It wasn't really my thing but I have watched the scenes that he is in and damnnn he needs to do more dramas. I feel like he could do serious and intense roles now. He has that face. I don't know how else to describe it. (Someone said that Tae likes tragic roles because in Hwarang he got killed, in the HYYH era he jumped, in the FRI(END)S mv he gets hit by the car💀💀😭😭)

YES YES 😭😭💖 so adorableee. I think I know the show you're referring to because in one of the gifsets that I saw here, he's tapping the hood of a car that looks exactly like Baby. The name of the show is Tracker. And I'm very very tempted to watch it for him-

Eve and Maze- 😭😭😭💜💜 thank you for saying that, you're too sweet. I'll try to incorporate all those points *salutes*

I feel like they would bicker and make up while the person they caught is literally tied to a chair in front of them. And the person would be like "huh???"

Lee Dong Wook- It's like he's aging backwards!! Sameee they had insane chemistry. They just fit so well and yet, at first glance no one would think of putting them together. I hope they make a season 2 of Bad and Crazy😭 (and let the female lead be just friends with him)

THAT IS SUCH A GREAT IDEA

I can imagine it so vividly. Dean being all serious and Damon just mocking him💀💀💀ooo the temperrr, the tension, the dramaaa

I will definitely let you know!!💖💖 I might even start discussing about it as I'm watching the shows because I'd be hyped upp

[atla-genderbender]

ATLA Gender Bender: Ty Lee, "Azulon", and "Mao"

Azula -> Azulon Mai -> Mao Ty Lee -> Ty Lee

"Azulon" is shown here wearing his Book 2 outfit. This is meant to be similar, but slightly different from Zuko's Book 1 outfit, to suggest that "Azulon" is wearing a nicer set of armor. "Mao" seems to be the most popular name choice for male Mai. Like "Mai", the name "Mao" is Japanese in origin, but it is usually given to girls instead of boys. Still, there are examples of the name "Mao" being given to boys, though it is rare. I don't see the issue of him having an unusual name.

In ATLA, Mai's hairstyle is inspired by Nihongami, specifically fukiwa (see: atlaculture.tumblr.com/post/64…). As a male counterpart, "Mao"'s hairstyle is inspired by the sohatsu style. As it is drawn, this is not historically accurate, due to the length of his hair and his bangs. His clothes are visually inspired by the Korean drama "Hwarang" (2016). Note that the clothes of the hwarang are more Chinese inspired than native Korean. He is wearing a Chinese style banbi. In my mind, it makes sense for him to look like a hwarang, since he'd be an elite warrior youth.

Ty Lee's costume is visually inspired by traditional male Thai dancers and male performers of Phare, the Cambodian Circus. That's why I gave him a muscular appearance. Normally, I dislike it when the male version of a character is very muscular while the female version is not muscular. But in this case, there are too many reasons for male Ty Lee to be muscular in appearance. First, it would be odd for him to be named "Ty Lee" without possessing great physical strength. Second, when he runs off to join the circus it makes sense that he would be trained as a "strongman". Third, from a design perspective, it makes sense for the trio to include a taller, leaner boy and a shorter, more muscular boy. So in this specific case, I think it makes sense for male Ty Lee to have defined muscle structure, even though female Ty Lee does not. Still, he should not be as muscular as Bolin, since he is a couple years younger than Bolin. I tried to give him the musculature of a male circus performer without overdoing it.

I've been imagining P. J. Byrne as the voice of male Ty Lee, Aaron Himelstein as the voice of "Mao", and Jason Marsden as the voice of "Azulon".  Like what I'm doing? Consider leaving me a donation via Ko-Fi.

[drama--universe]

Food mishap

Requested by anonymous: Hi! Can I request a Hwarang Soo ho imagine?!! It's his wife's birthday and to make the day special, Soo-ho decides to make his wife's favorite dishes. But sadly it ends up in a mess, with the food being burnt and a panicky Soo ho. However his wife finds it to be extremely adorable and helps him in making the dishes. Thanks!

Pairing: Soo-Ho x fem!reader

Word Count: 0.8k words

He had been looking forward to your birthday for months now, having wanted to do something special for you this year. Not that he hadn't done things for you before, hell he always made sure that every day in your relationship was an unique adventure, but birthdays were different. He had made sure that he got you out of the house that day, convincing your friends to whisk you away while he prepared the surprise. He was going to prepare your favorite food and dishes that you loved, things you haven't eaten in a while. Now he had asked for help from the actual cooks in the household. Ingredients and recipe, but that was about it. He wanted to do it himself, ignoring the protests of the staff and starting his... journey?

Now the cutting of the ingredients should go fine, Soo-Ho was after all a man with fine sword skills. One problem, a knife was nothing like a sword... Soo-Ho ended up having more cuts in his fingers than greens that he had to cut in the first place, wounds covered by bandages to keep it from the food.

Second step, actually cooking everything. Sounds easy, right? Soo-Ho believed it to be, he had definitely underestimated it. Not even halfway the food caught fire. He tried again, this time successfully not letting it catch fire. It was a bit burned on the side, maybe a bit too crispy compared to what it was supposed to be but it would be fine. Hopefully... It took about an hour more for everything to be finished, all slightly burned around the edges but fine nonetheless. So he plated everything, setting the table with utmost care and then he waited.

You arrived home not much later, smiling brightly as you bid your friend goodbye before seeing the present in front of you. The smile on Soo-Ho's face made your heart melt, the food before made it skip a beat. You took a seat across from him, looking at all of the food before you.

"Did... Did you make this?" You asked, tone wavering slightly as you took a good look at the food. Unlike what Soo-Ho thought, the food was actually burned. Nonetheless, you picked up your utensils and took the first bite. Soo-Ho waited patiently for your approval, but the truth was that you could hardly control your expressions. Placing your utensils back down, you could only sigh as you folded your hands in your lap. Soo-Ho's face fell and you felt your heart break as you tried to find a way to break the news to him nicely.

"It's edible..." You started, watching your husband's reaction before continuing. "And I really appreciate the thought behind it, but maybe we should leave the cooking to the cooks?" You questioned and this time Soo-Ho's smile completely disappeared.

"Darling?" You waited for him to look up from the food and at you instead, which he did after a couple of seconds with a big pout on his face while he poked at the food. He then took a bite himself, his face immediately changing to a look of confusion followed by slight disgust. Lifting a cloth to his mouth, he quickly spit it out again before looking at you.

"How can you even swallow that?" He asked and you chuckled at him before rising from your seat and making your way to him, sitting beside him.

"Happy birthday, even though the food sucks." He then said and you leaned your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arms around him in a way of comfort. Just then you noticed the little makeshift bandages, immediately letting go of him and taking ahold of his hands instead. Lifting them high enough, you inspected them carefully after lifting the bandages slightly.

"Did you cut yourself while cooking?" You asked, to which your husband shyly nodded as he tried to hide the blush that started forming on his face. You raised his hands and gently kissed the wounds before taking ahold of his face and placing a kiss on his lips.

"I am so glad I married you." You smiled at him and he was quick to smile back, kissing you again before looking back at the food.

"How about we cook something else together?" You asked, to which Soo-Ho agreed quickly, and you moved to gather all the bad dishes. Bringing it to the kitchen, you quickly cleaned everything before starting on the cooking. Soo-Ho stayed back this time, just watching you with care as you prepared the food. Halfway through the cooking, he moved to watch over your shoulder while back hugging you and whining every few seconds that he could've done it on his own. You just ignored the whining, instead focusing on the food before you as to not burn it again.

'Happy birthday, darling."

[stephreviews]

Hwarang: The Poet Warrior Youth (2016-2017)

This drama follows the stories of the men of Hwarang, an elite warrior group loyal only to the king of the Silla era. However, a twist in the story is that the current king is in hiding. The previous king was assassinated when the current king was a child, so the king is in hiding until he is powerful enough to protect himself. Until then, his mother, the Queen Regent rules. The story predominantly follows the king, Kim Ji Dwi/Sam Maek Jong, an orphan commoner who doesn't know his own ancestry and assumes the identity of his best friend (Kim Sun Woo), Gae-Sae, and Kim Sun Woo's sister and doctor of the Hwarang warriors, Kim Ahro.

Phew. 😵 That was a long explanation. And that's not even spoiling anything. Now, to the ratings!

Extremely complicated political drama: 10/10

Hilarious wise old man mentor: 10/10

Adorable side couple: 20/10

THEY ARE UNJUSTLY UNDERRATED AND YOU CAN'T TELL ME OTHERWISE! BAN RYU AND SOOYEON FOREVER! 💘

Love triangle that isn't infuriating: 8/10. Minus 2 points for being predictable.

Morally ambiguous queen that I'm not sure if I like or not: 10/10

Sexy Shower Scene: 10000/10

I'll leave the shower scene with a cast like Park Seojoon, Park Hyungsik, and Shinee's Minho up to your imagination 😉 Check out this underrated gem and give it the love it deserves!

Just look at these two!!! Ban Ryu x Sooyeon my beloved ❤️❤️❤️

[boohoolou]

Lous' Lavish List: All The K-Dramas I have Watched In Order Of Sadness (Update #3)

Mr. Sunshine: Would Not Wish The Pain I Felt Watching This On Anyone But Would Absolutely Watch Again/10

Chicago Typewriter: Cry Myself To Sleep Thinking About It/10

Goblin: She's The Queen Of The K-Dramas (Traumas) For A Reason

Third Charm: Developed Trust Issues Because Of This/10

Uncontrollably Fond: Why Bother Loving, Living and Laughing If All I Feel Is Pain/10

Navillera: I Was Foolish To This It Would Be A Cute Ballet Drama/10

Hymn Of Death: Based On A True Story? More Like Rip My Heart Out And Stamp On It/10

Squid Game: The Unjustice Games Because They Deserved BETTER/10

D.P: Jung Hae-In Breaking Down Feels Like Rain Of Daggers/10

Snowdrop: Made Me Believe In Love Again And Then Killed My Heart/10

Twenty-Five, Twenty One: I Was There For The Vibes, Left With A Hollow Heart/10

It's Okay Not To Be Okay: Absolutely Extraordinary Characters/10

Tomorrow: Tasteful Heart Wrench/10

Extracurricular: Takes The Throne Of They Deserved Better Trope/10

The Sound Of Magic: Justice For My Babies/10

All Of Us Are Dead: I Want To Be Dead After Watching This/10

Sweet Home: I would Sacrifice Myself For Most Characters (Human Or Not)/10

Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha: Beautiful And Intense At Times/10

Crash Landing On You: Why Do Borders Exist/10

Hellbound: Confusion Overload But Heartbreaking Nonetheless/10

My Name: The Perfect Man, Indeed, Does Not Exist (Anymore)/10

Youth Of May: Kind Of Expected More Damage/10

Itaewon Class: Screaming My Lungs Out With Saeroyi/10

Are You Human?: Never Imagined Falling In Love With A Robot/10

Reply 1988: Nostalgia For A Place & A Time I Was Never Part Of/10

Descendants Of The Sun: Not As Sad As I Expected/10

Memories Of The Alhambra: Set In My Home Countries WooHoo/10

Hospital Playlist: Not Quite Grey's Anatomy, More Wholesome, But A Tearjerker Sometimes/10

Hwarang: The Poet Warrior Youth: Funny Until It's Not (Painful)/10

My First First Love: Second Lead Syndrome Going Strong/10

Hotel Del Luna: Expecting The Ending Doesn't Help With The Grief/10

Hello My Twenties/Age Of Youth: Wholesome Friendship=Drama Of A Lifetime/10

Nevertheless: More Frisky Than Sad/10

Love Alarm: We Don't Talk About Season/10

Abyss: Cute, Intense, Unsad/10

Cheese In The Trap: Funny, But Second Lead Syndrome Hits Hard/10

Strong Girl Bong Soon: The Perfect Drama/10

Bad And Crazy: Insane Hottness And The Perfect BRomance

Our Beloved Summer: The Ultimate Vibes/10

Suits: Unserious, Quite Boring, Ninette Is The Star/10

One Spring Night: There For The Single Dad/10

Chocolate: Only Watched For The Cooking/10

[fake-married-my-dead-fiance]

I'm thrilled to find someone who loves Hwarang for exactly what it was, not making up things that it was not. The whole thing is bananas crazy, balls to the walls nuts... and I love it for that.

I love that they play absolutely straight the concept that these "loyal warriors" need to be smokin' hot before anything else... and then they play straight how that would go. We have the third of them that actually excel at being warriors, the third of them that are merely ok at it, and the third of them that if they are ever called upon to do their actual job as hwarangs... will get themselves (and others) killed because they are beautiful morons.

I laughed till I was a squeaking mess watching this. Also, I desperately want to know if they ever publicly cleared up the whole Dog-Bird and Aro are siblings thing. Cause... it didn't look like they did, and I imagine that would have made things awkward as hell.

This whole drama is based on the idea that no one at all, in the entire cast, has a lick of common sense, and I love it for that. I would give a small but important piece of my anatomy for another season of this show. I want to know what the bumbling beautiful idiots keep doing. I would watch with breathless (cause I'm laughing) and wildly entertained anticipation.

Hwarang somehow managed to be really funny and very poorly written. I think it might be because it had a lot of really good actors and they played it entirely straight? Like they were so serious while doing the most ridiculous things. What in the world was that dance they had to put on? Who came up with these plots?

And yes! They never officially fixed that Dog-bird and Aro are legally/socially full siblings. What in the world! And they were kissing all over the place before anyone else knew they weren't siblings, maybe be a little more discreet?

I would enjoy another season of this ridiculousness and beautiful morons, but maybe MAYBE they could buy better wigs this time. lol

[dear-indies]

Hey there, hope you’re having a winter time as nice as it can be! I’m looking for a male face claim to portray a typical fantasy elf (think LoTR, Dragon Age, The Witcher, etc). I’m imagining sharp facial features and slim and/or builds. Ethnicity doesn’t matter at all. Would prefer suggestion with fantasy/historical resources but if impossible I’ll figure something out. Thank you very much! Also: Love the work you’re doing with this blog!

Mahesh Jadu (Marco Polo, The Witcher) Indo Mauritian - I know he's in The Witcher but he deserves a mention.

Jade Hassouné (Shadowhunters: The Mortal Instruments) Lebanese - is queer,

Hale Appleman (The Magicians) Ashkenazi Jewish / Irish, English - is queer.

Woo Do Hwan (My Country: The New Age) Korean.

Xiao Zhan (The Untamed) Korean.

Luo Yun Xi (Ashes of Love) Chinese.

Do Ji Han (Hwarang) Korean.

Zhang Ruoyun (Sword Snow Stride) Chinese.

Gao Wei Guang (Legend of Fuyao, Three Lives, Three Worlds, The Pillow Book) Chinese.

Daniel Henney (The Wheel of Time) Korean / German, Irish, English, Scottish.

Andy On (The Outcast) Hongkonger.

Dev Patel (The Green Knight) Gujarati Indian.

Arnas Fedaravicius (The Last Kingdom)

Gong Jun (Word of Honor) Chinese.

Ed Skrein (Game of Thrones) Ashkenazi Jewish / English.

Remy Hii (Marco Polo) Chinese Malaysian / English.

Keanu Reeves (47 Ronin) Kānaka Maoli, Portuguese, English, Scottish, at least 1/16th Chinese, remote Dutch / English.

Feng Shao Feng (Ice Fantasy) Chinese.

Yang Yang (Once Upon a Time) Korean.

Taika Waititi (1975) Māori, as well as distant British Isles / Irish, English, Scottish, Northern Irish, one quarter Ashkenazi Jewish.

Lee Pace (1979) - is queer - I know he's in Lord of the Rings but he deserves a mention because he's rocking long hair now too.

Martin Sensmeier (1985) Tlingit, Koyukon, Eyak, mixed European.

Tony Thornburg (1987) Japanese / Swedish.

Sam Reid (1987)

Gregg Chilingirian (1988) Armenian and English.

David Chiang (1988) Taiwanese - is gay.

Cody Fern (1988)

Robert Sheehan (1988)

Manny Jacinto (1987) Bisaya Filipino, Tagalog Filipino, Chinese.

Hozier (1990)

Avan Jogia (1992) Gujarati Indian / English, Welsh, some German, Irish, French-Canadian/French.

Ryan Potter (1995) Japanese / Ashkenazi Jewish, Swedish, English, German, Scots-Irish/Northern Irish - is bisexual.

Casil McArthur (?) - is a trans man.

Hey anon! I hope you're doing well too and keeping toasty!

[hollyhomburg]

So idk if you watch doctor who but the doctor recently regenerated again and it’s got me emotional, how would the pack react to the mc getting emotional over tv shows/movies/books? And would the pack have specific shows that they just watch with mc? Like I just imagine them cuddling up watching shows that the mc introduced them to. Cause in my mind she spent a huge amount of time at home alone and ‘he’ probably had Netflix or something so I imagine that during the day whilst she was cooking or cleaning she had episodes of shows she knew ‘he’ would never let her watch. Do you have headcanons as to what each pack members favourite shows would be. Like Namjoon and mc watching Doctor who cause Namjoon secretly loves sci-fi. Jin and her watching great British bake off and kitchen nightmares. Yoongi and her watching supernatural cause it’s a lot about found family and showing you aren’t what your family are. Hobi and her watching my little pony or Care Bears when they’re feeling small. Jimin and her watching midsummer murder and other murder mysteries. Tae and her watching Hwarang (pretend irl Tae isn’t in it) and other fluffy kdramas. Her and Kookie watching over dramatic reality tv like love island

Oh this is a really interesting question! i think that Tae definitely has a thing for very high fantasy shows like house of the dragon and game of thrones (although she probably spends a good portion of the time unpacking the misogyny in them).

i think it's canonical at this point that jimin actually has a really big thing for dating shows? and it's kinda what he watches to de-stress? i think that as an autistic person jimin kinda hyper-fixates on them because the way that human emotions play out in them is something he can kinda study. jungkook and Seokjin on the other-hand completely and unapologetically love them. they get super invested!

Joonie is a documentary boy, with a specific fondness to nature ones 🥺 he really likes david attenbouro but the whole pack likes the 'glowing worlds' one! i picture Joonie just getting so invested in them, staring at the screen like a little kid and the pack just kinda watching him all fond.

As for the m/c...it's kinda harder for me to place? i could easily project my own favorites onto her (i am unfortunately a grey's anatomy girly, but i also am hyper-fixated on the tv show elementary, like literally when i am at my saddest, an episode of it will always help me sleep or just distract me from it) i think in reality, the m/c and Yoongi might really like true crime? like dateline and youtube shows about crime podcasts would really get them! Yoongi listens to them when he's not listening to music.

i think geumjae was probably really like- controlling with what the m/c watched obviously, and i think she didn't watch true crime when they where together probably because onetime he caught her and had the audacity to be like "oh are you trying to give me ideas?" as a joke and the m/c obviously didn't take it that way.

hobi's the hardest to place, tbh...i think he probably just watches tictok after the first 10 minutes of whatever movie/show the pack decides to put on, he's just not really a longform content person!

[angelsvoice1love]

Our stars

You were allowed in the Hwarang house, since you were skilled in fighting. Swords, arrows, hand to hand and many more.

They asked you to come and assist in the training, or just help out in anyway you can. Helping them with writing, reading was all in the cards.

You were sitting outside near the pond, looking at the stars as a bright smile was brought to your lips.

Hansung: It's beautiful tonight...isnt it? A man asked, as he sat down next to you.

Y/n: They are. You replied, looking at the young man that sat next to you.

Hansung: My name is Hansung. What's yours? He asked, with a wide smile.

Y/n: Y/n. You said, as looked at his features.

He was very handsome, but he didn't give off the same as the rest. He was different, you could see it in his eyes that were a dark brown almost black. His smile was filled with joy, and that made you smile and his facial features almost resembled that of a baby.

Hansung: It's rude to stare. He spoke, causing you to come back to reality.

Y/n: Oh...um...i...forgive me.

Hansung: There's nothing to forgive. What do you like about the stars? He asked, as he kicked his feet forward and back. Mine is how they shine, and how they resemble diamonds.

Y/n: I like how they represent life.

Hansung: Life? How so?

Y/n: Well, life represents love, pain, joy and so many things. But to me, the stars mostly represent love. Every night when I look at the stars, i feel that the man I will call my husband someday is staring at them too. Wondering if he'll see me soon. D...does that sound stupid? You asked, feeling slightly dumb.

Hansung: Not at all. I think it's cute. He said, as he giggled. I like you.

Y/n: You like me? How? You just met me.

Hansung: Because you like the stars. I know, meeting someone for the first time you know nothing. But I feel like I can trust you...you seem like a good person.

Smiling you thanked him, as you got up bowed and walked off to your room.

Few days later.

You and Hansung became close friends, training together, eating with him and his friends and just looking at the stars. It felt like you've known him for years, and his friends. You felt like you were part of them, even if you were just there with your father to train them.

Your father was the best warrior/soldier the kingdom had, your mother was a noble woman of true bone as was your father. Your brother was the personal gaurd of Princess Sookmyung, two of your sisters were with the princess and two were at the tea restaurant that your mother owned along with your little brother.

All together being 6 siblings you had. You were the only daughter that wanted to learn to fight,

You were at the river with the Hwarang men, watching them clean their clothes and splash each other wet with the water. Shaking your head, you walked on the rocks barefoot enjoying the cold feel it gave you when you slipped on a wet rock.

Preparing to fall, you closed your eyes but nothing happened. As you opened them again, you saw a familiar face keeping you from falling.

Y/n: T...thank you Ji Dwi. You said, as slowly released your arm.

Ji Dwi: Are you hurt?

Y/n: No. I'm okay. You replied, as you gave him a small smile. I...thank you.

Ji Dwi: I'm just glad your okay. He said, as he placed his hands on your shoulder.

Looking across from you both was Hansung. He pouted, feeling sad as he looked away. Walking to the room where A-ro works, walking as he flopped down on the bed.

A-ro: Ahh, what's wrong today?

Hansung: It hurts. He wimbered, as he cried into the bed.

A-ro: What hurts? A-ro asked, as she sat next to him.

Hansung: My heart. He replied, crying even more.

A-ro: Your heart? Why does your heart hurt?

Hansung sat up, wiping his tears away as he was trying to catch his breath. Slowing his breathing, he looked at A-ro as he spoke.

Hansung: Y/n.

A-ro: Y/n? Hey, what did she do? Did she hurt your feelings?

Hansung: I saw her with Ji Dwi. He...they...AHHH! He cried, as he sunked his head into the pillow again.

A-ro bit her lip, as she sat on the bed next to him as she rubbed his back. In a second he laid his head on her legs, crying as she soothed and comforted him.

After a while Sun Woo, walked in about to say something when A-ro shushed him in silent. He looked down to see Hansung sleeping soundly, shaking his head as he smiled he picked Hansung up as if he didn't weigh anything.

A-ro fixed the bed, so that Hansung could place him down so that he could get rest.

Sun Woo: What happened here?

A-ro: He was crying over y/n.

Sun Woo: What? Why would he cry over her?

A-ro: He saw Ji Dwi, with his hands on her shoulders. Since then he cried, that's all I know. Promise.

Sun Woo: Sounds like Hansung likes y/n. You should go home for lunch with your father, I'll look after Hansung.

Time skip (a few minutes)

Sun Woo: Y/n, can you please come with me to the phesisians room? It's Hansung.

Y/n: Hansung? Is he okay? You asked, worry in your voice.

Sun Woo: Just go. I'll come later.

Running to the room, you saw Hansung waking up from his sleep as you ran to him.

Y/n: Hansung? Are you okay? You asked, as you bend down in front of him taking his face in your hands.

Hansung: Y/n?

Y/n: Hansung, are you hurt? What happened? Where did you get h--mmm

You mumbled as you were stopped by a strong but firm kiss. Your eyes were wide, as shock took over your body. Pulling away Hansung, looked into your eyes as he spoke.

Hansung: You hurt my heart. You broke it in pieces. He said, as he let you go.

Y/n: W...what? You questioned, as you looked at him.

Hansung: Ji Dwi. I saw you with him, y...you with him. His hands were on your shoulders, like he's your lover...how c-

Y/n: His not my lover Hansung. He's my friend, whom I care for greatly just like Ban Ryu, Sun Woo, Yeol Wool and Soo Ho. I-

Hansung: I like you. I like you, like I like the sun and the stars. That's...thats what I want. I want to watch the stars with you every night, and the sun in the day. I like you more than being with my family, except for my brother. I...i like you more than I should, I think I love you. No...i know I love you. He said, wiping his eyes as he looked at you.

Y/n: Hansung.

Hansung: I know, you don't f-

You cut him off as you grabbed his face gently in your hands, as you pulled him closer into you as you kissed him.

Hansung didn't hesitate in kissing you instantly, his hands moved to your cheeks as your moved to his waist.

Hansung pulled you closer, as he smiled in the kiss which caused you to pull away.

Y/n: See. I like you too-

Hansung: Y/n-

Y/n: No...i love you.

Hansung: You do?

Y/n: Yes. I've been wanting to tell you for a while, but I didn't have the courage to say anything. Could you forgive me?

Hansung: Only if you forgive me for not saying anything either.

Y/n: We'll forgive each other. You said, as you leaned in kissing his cheek. My Hwarang hero.

[drama--universe]

3 Dates

Requested by @cocomashy: Hi i love your hwarang imagine/story can i request an hwarang story about suho bc i love him so much and i don't see many of imagine about him so can you pls do an imagine about him being upset about always losing in soccer games bc the reader has a crush on ban-ryu and she always has her attention on him, so suho wanted to prove the reader that he is better than ban-ryu by playing soccer . And can you make the reader she/her pls😁🤗😘

Word Count: 1808 words

Warnings: none

A/N I really like this one for some reason, hope you do too :)

Su-Ho sneered as the ball went into his teams goal again, Ban-Ryu being the one who scored. His eyes were quick to shift to the stands and there you stood, cheering Ban-Ryu's name loudly. Ban-Ryu hadn't noticed this, which also made Su-Ho angrier. Why? Well, because Su-Ho liked you. Not in the fling type of way like he was before, he genuinely liked you a lot. But you were obvious with the crush you had on Ban-Ryu.

He was so focused on his thoughts, that he didn't hear the announcer announcing that his team had lost until he saw Ban-Ryu's team celebrate while Ban-Ryu left the field.

Even when just walking around town, he could always spot you beside Ban-Ryu. Ban-Ryu wasn't mean to you, but he didn't pay you much attention either. Nonetheless, he did listen to you when you told him to stop bickering with Su-Ho.

But for those few times that you weren't around Ban-Ryu, Su-Ho was quick to try and talk to you. You talked about your day and asked about his, smiling as he told any story. This only made him fall more in love with you than before.

So he decided the next soccer match, he would win at any cost. Every time Ban-Ryu would get close to the ball, Su-Ho was quick to intervene and steal the ball, kicking it to the other side of the field with a smirk before running after it again. He was drenched in sweat already, even when it was only halfway through the match and panting heavily. But he didn't care much, because your eyes were on him. You looked a bit worried, but he didn't care because your eyes were on him nonetheless. His eyes were on you for a few minutes, but maybe he should've paid more attention to the game. The next thing he knew, his legs were kicked from under him and he flew to the ground. He landed on the ground with a loud groan and he could feel his head and ribs throbbing in pain. The person that tackled him stood above him and Su-Ho could make it out to be Ban-Ryu, but he wasn't sure because everything was blurry. He closed his eyes again, groaning loudly before he tried to get up, feeling someone hold his arm softly.

"Stay down." He could hear your voice, opening his eyes to see a blurry version of you. You looked concerned to him and he couldn't help but want to smile at it. He didn't, however, because dizziness took over as well as more pain in his head. You were talking, but your voice was unclear. Next thing he knew, his vision went dark and he fell back again.

He woke up again in a different room, which he was slightly confused by. That was until he noticed you, your back turned to him. You looked focused on something, hunched over before getting up and turning around. He almost found it cute at how you jumped up when you saw him.

"You're awake..?" It took a second to click, but he could clearly see the moment that you realized. "You're awake!" You ran his way, holding his head softly as you looked at his eyes.

"I see you're fine. Good to know." You said, smiling brightly and Su-Ho's heart melted at it. You let go and handed him some tea, which he guessed to be herbal medicines. He was right, the bitter taste was not something he enjoyed but he downed the whole cup nonetheless.

"You know, everyone's been worried about you. Even Ban-Ryu." You laughed and Su-Ho scowled, something you quickly noticed.

"Why do you hate him so much anyway? Sure, he's not the nicest but he's loyal and weirdly enough, quite kindhearted..." You stopped talking, smiling to yourself before glancing at Su-Ho again.

"Because you like him and he's a prick." He mumbled under his breath, not meaning for you to hear it and yet you did. You could hear him clearly and you looked at him again, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Are you confessing to me now? Are you jealous that I like Ban-Ryu?" You joked, not expecting him to actually agree and nod. It was silent after that and Su-Ho almost regretted saying yes. Then again, he wouldn't be him if he wasn't his usual self, so he continued.

"I do really like you and I think you deserve better than that..." he stopped once he saw your gaze and awkwardly coughed. You sighed softly and sat down on a chair, looking at your hand before looking back at him.

"Then who? You?" You asked and he nodded, making you laugh once more. Su-Ho decided that he'd continue, no stopping now.

"Give me three dates, just three. I can prove it to you." He said and you looked up again, rolling your eyes before nodding.

"Fine, on one condition. Win me a soccer match." You answered before walking out of the room and Su-Ho had never felt so motivated in his life.

When the next soccer match rolled around, he was fidgeting with adrenaline as he listened to the announcer. He didn't really listen, his eyes focused on your form. You weren't paying attention either as you looked at Su-Ho.

You didn't dare to admit it, but you hoped he'd win. You liked Ban-Ryu, a lot, after all he'd been your crush from age 15. Yet there was something that caused you to actually like Su-Ho as well, it being the only reason you agreed. Because he was right in a way. Ban-Ryu had never seemed to like you nor did he ever show any interest, always being cold and uncaring. So, you decided to just give him a chance and maybe it would help you as well. It was selfish to use Su-Ho, but some part of you just craved for some kind of affection from the man. Maybe even something more would happen, you didn't know. Then again, you also didn't know what you had done to Su-Ho's mind.

You watched as the tournament started, your eyes trained on Su-Ho's form as he leaped in between other players while kicking the ball. He was the first to score, screaming happily to his teammates before continuing the match. He was tackled to the ground, rolling back on his back before he jumped back up immediatley. He continued to run over the field, kicking the ball and tackling the other team.

By the end of the game, his team had won with 5 points more then the other team. You didn't know whether you had to cheer or not, but you decided to do so. You screamed out his name loudly before smiling when he noticed you and he happily returned that smile. He was the pulled away by his team as they cheered in victory. You only saw him again about 10 minutes later, dressed in his usual clothes as he walked *ran* your way.

"You won." You said and he nodded, clearly proud of this.

"For you, m'lady." He joked and you sighed before looking at hi with a smile.

"First date?" You asked and you could see his eyes light up before he nodded, grabbing your hand and softly pulling you along with him.

He took you around town, taking you to some small shops that he knew and loved. He paid for some food, which you liked it a lot, and then he took you to a quiet place where you could quietly eat. You enjoyed it quite a lot, surprised at what he showed you. You didn't expect him to know so many small places that didn't necessarily were for "rich" people and more for "normal" people. Nonetheless, you liked the first date and you liked him just a bit more.

The second date was meant to be fun. Until 5 minutes in, when some girl ran at Su-Ho and slapped him. You spend the rest 15 minutes holding something cold to his cheek as he whined about the date not going to his plan, making you smile at how cute he was acting. After that, he took you to another shop which sold some cute jewelry/dresses. You bought a few things and he bought you a cute wooden animal sculpture, which you couldn't help but compare to him with a smile.

Once again, you felt yourself fall for his charms again.

Then the third date... You didn't plan on it, but you were standing at the meeting spot with your little sister holding your hand tightly as she looked around for any activity she'd like.

When Su-Ho saw you, he had to do a double take if it was really you. He was confused at first, understanding when you explained everything. And suddenly, you were a third wheel to him and your sister. He walked with her in his arms as she pointed at stuff, giggling and such while Su-Ho was smiling brightly at the child. Even with being a bit jealous of the pair, yet you couldn't help but feel your heart melt at the sight. He was just so sweet to her, listening to her stories with a kind smile while also, unknown to you, keeping an eye on you. You didn't notice that he stepped slower to match your pace nor did you notice that he checked on you ever so often. But he did notice the scowl that you worn on your face and he quickly changed his strategy.

"(Y/n)? Do you want some food?" He asked and you looked up, scowl disappearing from your face before you nodded. He grabbed your hand and pulled you along with him until he found a decent place, ignoring the people who whispered about you and the child who clung to his hand. He sat down across from you and your sister had sat herself on your lap, playing with your hair while Su-Ho ordered some food and drinks.

"Sorry that this is our third date. It was all last minute, I-" "It's fine, really. She's sweet." He answered and you smiled, hugging your sibling a bit closer as you felt her fall asleep slowly.

"So, do you want to go on another date after this... You know... Just the two off us?" He asked sheepishly and you smiled, thinking about it for awhile. You did have to admit that he was lovely to you and you didn't mind being around him, liking the feeling that it gave you.

You'd hate to admit that it was so easy for you to lose your years long crush on Banryu in the matter of 4 days, 3 dates. Then again, ùaybe you just hadn't accepted that you liked him before, too caught up with Barnyu to care.

So you said yes with a smile.

And when you finished your food, you bid him a happy goodbye with a kiss on his cheek and you'd never seen someone smile so brightly.

[lemon-boy-stan]

"HWARANG MASTERLIST" (closed)

JINHEUNG (park hyungsik)

revolt with romance (smut)

[lamarkeu]

Runaway | K.T.H (Hansung)

*none of these gifs are mine credits to owners*

Requested by: @mymisstina

Type: Scenario

Genre: Angst, little bit of fluff if you squint

Warning(s): Arranged Marrige

Word Count: 1120

Summary: Hansung (V) tries to help his best friend get out of a arrange marrige to a prince and have them runaway together.

“Prince Ji-Dwi, please, can we at least discuss the complications of this?” You follow behind the man in dark purple hwarang uniform, your arms grow heavy as you drag the pink and blue cloth of your hanbok.

The two of you had crossed through the castle courtyard, the red, wooden, pillars holding up the dusty brown tile roofs above. In the middle of the dark red bridge stretching across the diameter of the castle pond your husband turns around to finally face you. His eyes look at you with fire, his lips straight, and expression completely and utterly emotionless as he spoke. “What is there to discuss Lady Y/N?”

“You’re beautiful, level-headed, everything that it takes to become a powerful queen for this country.” His face moves towards yours, the heat of his words could be felt against your skin. “God, you’re basically perfection yet your ties to a minister of Silla, specifically, that of the opposition, is enough to drag you and your title through the dirt.”

“I only want to give you a chance to become more than what they could provide for you, I want to be the one who protects you.” Cautiously, he takes his hands that were against his sides, adjusting his uniform to bring his hands up to lightly cups your cheeks. With lips jutted forward, he pulls you forward, to leave a kiss upon your forehead. Cocking your head to the side, you avoid his soft hands and loving gaze. His head shakes in disbelief, his hands up in defeat as he looks around in frustration, he then continues to speak as his finger points towards you.

“Things will be easier for both of us Lady Y/N if you forget Hansung and his clan, and learn your place within this engagement.” He spits his last few words out like venom before his shoulder meets your frame pushing you off balance, before making his way towards his living quarters. At times of heartache and exhaustion, you tried to find comfort in the fact you knew Hansung was safe from the wrath of Sillas future king.

Your friendship with the youngest clan member of the Wolseong clan had blossomed when the skies filled with the constellations of your birthday. The clan had been the beacon of light that showed you the world after your mother and father died, your mother due to the complications of your birth, and your father during the battle he faced the same day. It was through Hansungs grandfather you were able to survived your younger years and taught the ways of court in your teenage years to become the hope for control of from the Kingdom of Silla’s opposition.

You drop to the ground, trying your best to curl your legs as you admire the pond from the sides of the bridge. The dark blue depths of the castle's pond was a contrast against the light soft glow of the moonlight. Glancing at the rough reflection of your face across the gentle ripples of the water made you sigh in defeat. It had been a while since you had last seen your complexion. Your rounded, coloured, happy face was now replaced by the thin pale mask before you. Your locks of raven hair had been overshadowed by the bright reds and yellows of the various pins that held your bun together. The muted, dark circle upon the underside of your eye was evidence for the sleepless nights in preparation for your wedding. The flash of a face beside yours immediately broke from your inner thoughts. Turning to him, you immediately engulf him into a hug. Hansung pulls you tightly to his chest.

Reality begins to fill your mind and senses as your arms finally release their grip around his middle. “Hansung.” Your eyes beg him for an explanation for his sudden and illegal visit.

His gaze locks on yours, “Ji Dwi has no place telling you who you can and can not keep in your life.” Taking your hands into his, his thumb tries to sooth you.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“And you shouldn’t be forced to be engaged to someone you do not even love.”

You look at him, wondering what happened to the young, clumsy boy, that you had fallen in love with all those years ago. He had since grown, finally defying against his grandfathers' wishes and further getting himself involved with other peoples issues to fix the issues of the people he cares the most about. The two of you take in a moment to register his words, your hands clasped together tightly, a way to reassure you of your choices.

“If I refused to marry the king, who would even want me to be engaged to then?”

“Me.” Wide-eyed, you take in the sincereness painted onto his entire face.

“Are you insane?” Shushing him, you placed your hands to cover his mouth and turn around to hear where the possible noise could’ve come from. cover his mouth.

His eyes had a sense of shimmer to them as he begged, “Come with me Y/N.”

You take in the words from his mouth. Your best friend wants to run away with you and to get married, you dream since childhood finally coming true. You close your eyes and wince, as you stop yourself from living your fantasy, realizing how damaging this could be for him and his family. “Prince Ji Dwi is going to find you and hang you for high treason.”

He pulls your hand moving you towards him, your faces centimetres apart, before he continues. “We can run away, run to the furthermost village out of Silla that money can get us, change our names, and our life for the better.” The sound of guards, nearby could be heard, you quickly walk your way together towards the nearest wall before Hansung climbs back over the route he came from.

“My friends are waiting for me Y/N, so I must take my leave. Please, meet me in three days time, early morning, just before sunrise. I’ll be on the other side of this wall waiting.” With that, he carefully climbs the sides of the pillers before you see him jump off the side of the wall. You quickly jog your way up to your room on the second floor, greeted by him comfortable sitting top of his horse with a boxy smile upon his face. Taking in the view below you, you are greeted by the rest of his friends atop of their horses before the sound of galloping filled the air. Just like many days before, you were now left with the company of the sky, the moon and stars.

[whispersatdawn]

Light in Darkness

Pairing: Sam Maek Jong (Park Hyung Sik) X Reader

Genre: angst, slight fluff

Word Count: 3,231

Request: So I saw that you were taking Hwarang requests so I decided to drop by. How about a Sam Meok Jong one where you're ordered to assassinate him or something but you actually like/love him so you're stuck between a rock and a hard place. Angsty with maybe a sprinkle of fluff? - anonymous

You sat still in the middle of the room. The room was dark, and the only thing that helped your vision was the few candles lit around. In front of you was your uncle, True Bone and traitor to the Royal Family. When your father - your uncle’s blood brother - died, your uncle took you in as if you were his own daughter and trained you to be an assassin with hopes of rebelling against the Royal Family. Everything went according to his plans so far, and his time of rebellion was approaching fast. “There will soon be a new ruler of Silla, my niece, and after I get what I want, you will also have whatever you desire,” your uncle told you, a devious smile on his wrinkled face. “How has it been in the castle these days?”

“Queen Jiso is still on the throne, but I have word that she is planning to reveal the hidden King and abdicate the throne to him soon. Several palace guards and Hwarangs have left to Baekje which gives us an upper hand.”

Your uncle stroked his beard, humming, taking in your words. “When do you think you’ll be able to take out your order?”

“King Jinheung has a bodyguard with him always close by, but I will find a way for him to be occupied on a night when the King is asleep.”

“Will you need some of the others to infiltrate the castle and assist you in carrying out your orders?”

You shook your head firmly. “No, Uncle. I am capable of taking out the King myself. Bringing in any of the others will can make things more difficult.”

“Is that so?” Your uncle replied. “And you do know the consequences if you fail to carry out the order and kill the King?”

“Yes, Uncle,” you confirmed, with a nod of your head. “If I get caught by the King, I will suffer with the punishment the Royal Family decides to carry out, most likely death. You will not bother to save me in order to risk them finding your plans. If I fail and make it back here, you will kill me yourself.”

“I adore you, my niece, but this is what we’ve been waiting for. Do not dare to disappoint me.”

“Yes, Uncle.”

You returned to the castle without anyone noticing that night and pretended as if you never left when morning came. Hiding your black assassin clothing deep in your closet, you changed into a pretty pink traditional dress that made you look even more innocent in one’s eyes. “Has the King woken?” you asked a maiden that was walking in your direction.

“Yes, Miss (Y/N). He was last seen in his study room with the private instructor,” the maiden answered.

“Thank you,” you said to her before changing your direction from the throne room to the King’s study.

With quiet steps, you walked towards the door that was slightly ajar. You peeked in and found him sitting in the middle of room, practicing calligraphy. You smiled, watching him. Never have you seen a man so handsome as him. His features were striking from his hypnotizing eyes to his blinding smile. When he spoke, his voice sounded like music to your ears.

You felt sorry for almost all the maidens. Because he was hidden, no one knew what he looked like. At the same time, you were lucky that you were one of the few who have seen his face, and you didn’t anyone else to have the pleasure of seeing him like you. As you tried to lean in to get a closer look at His Highness, the door suddenly flew open, knocking you back on your bottom.

“Ow!” you yelled from the impact and rubbed the part that hurt.

“Seems like we have a little spy, Your Highness,” you heard a gruff voice on top of you say.

When you looked up, you found the King’s bodyguard Pa Oh wagging his finger at you and clicking his tongue. Your face flushed, and you let out a nervous laugh. “I just wanted to greet Sam Maek Jong this morning. Also, good morning to you, Pa Oh.”

“Is that (Y/N), Pa Oh?” Sam Maek Jong asked from inside the room. The private instructor then walked out, leaving. “Let her in, Pa Oh.”

Pa Oh reached his hand out, and you held it so that he could pull you up to your feet. As you walked into the King’s study room, you hoped that your heart would calm down from the sight of him. He smiled when he saw you. “Good morning, (Y/N). What brings you here so early?”

“I should have a reason, shouldn’t I?” you replied with laughter. “I actually just wanted to see you, Your Highness. If you have some time to spare, would you like to walk around the palace with me?”

“He can’t,” Pa Oh answered from behind you. “His Highness has been busy preparing for his inauguration for the throne.”

“I can speak for myself, Pa Oh,” the king said while looking at you, smiling.

“Yeah, but if you did, you’d accompany her in a heartbeat,” Pa Oh muttered under his breath.

Though Sam Maek Jong heard his personal bodyguard, he decided to let the comment go. “Sorry, (Y/N). It will get harder for anyone to come see me now that my mother will soon give up the throne. In addition, Pa Oh is just frustrated since he has to leave the palace tomorrow for a few days.”

“Your Highness,” Pa Oh said sternly.

The king’s bodyguard won’t be by the king’s side for a few days?

“I have to aid some relatives of mine, but I insisted to stay with the king,” Pa Oh said worriedly. “In about a week, King Jinheung will take the throne which means he has to be very careful until then. How can I just leave him alone when there are people out there trying to stop him?”

“I’ll just stay in the castle. There’s nowhere else for me to roam off to,” Sam Maek Jong responded.

“For a king, anywhere can be dangerous. Even his own palace.”

You were supposed to feel relieved. Knowing that the king will practically be defenseless will make it easier for you to carry out your orders, but a part of you felt sick to the stomach. Since you have a chance to take out the king, there shouldn’t be an excuse for you not to assassinate him. You have to do it. If your uncle finds out about your feelings for the king and sees that you decide to let him live, you’ll be the one who’ll pay.

“Are you feeling unwell, (Y/N)?” Sam Maek Jong asked, his brows furrowing, when he saw you spacing out and fiddling with your fingers.

Hearing his voice, you snapped out of your daze. “Huh? I am fine, Your Highness. I actually have to get going. I promised one of the maidens to help with the laundry, but I almost forgot. She��ll have a fit.”

Sam Maek Jong chuckled. “You are quite a silly girl.”

You nervously laughed and stood up, but while you got back on your feet, the king stopped you. “Wait, before you go, (Y/N), I would like a word with you. Pa Oh, please step outside for a moment.”

Pa Oh bowed and hurried to step out, leaving only you and Sam Maek Jong alone. Your heart beat faster. What did he want to speak to you alone for?

“Please sit back down,” the king told you, and you obliged.

You sit across the handsome king. Only a small table separated the both of you. Sam Maek Jong moved one of his hands forward and opened it. You looked at him curiously, but when he nudges his head to his hand, you slowly placed one of your hands on top of him.

His big hand embraced your small, soft ones. Your cheeks flushed a little pink from his movement. “(Y/N),” he said softly, like a sweet spring day.

“Yes, Your Highness?”

“I was thinking of waiting a little while to tell you, but I don’t think I can anymore. It’ll be hard for us to meet until I officially become king, but even after that, I have so many duties to take care of, especially taking care of the people. I think it would be best if you knew my heart now. (Y/N).”

“Yes?” you said again, voice even lower this time. You didn’t how you were supposed to react in front of him.

“No other maiden has ever caught my eye, but ever since you set foot into the castle, I keep on trying to find my way to you. You’re a beautiful, bright woman... and it would really make me happy if you were my woman.”

Was he confessing? King Jinheung of the kingdom of Silla was confessing his feelings for you. The man you grew affection for reciprocated your feelings. The very person you were ordered to kill. You felt like something was lodged in your throat, making it impossible to respond. He had no idea what kind of person you were, and you were scared.

“You’re surprised, aren’t you?” Sam Maek Jong chuckled, oblivious to the situation. “You don’t have to say anything, but I still want to know if you feel the same way about me. A nod would be just fine.”

You slowly nodded your head.

Sam Maek Jong lightly squeezed your hand before letting go. He had a big smile on his face, satisfied with your answer. “I’ll come see you before night falls. You should go ahead, or the other maiden will really throw a fit.”

“I...I’ll be going, Your Highness.”

That night was the most recent time you saw the king. Following that very night and a few more days afterwards, you were determined. You were going to go through it. Looking at yourself in the mirror in your all-black outfit, you knew there was no going back.

Most of the palace were asleep already, minus some of the palace guards watching for trespassers. Your uncle had raised and trained you ever since your parents died. He prepared you for this and told you that it was going to be the greatest achievement of your life. Your uncle would be proud. 

Could you really do it? Three days after the king’s confession, you found it so difficult to face him, scared that he would be able to see right through you. You might as well be dead if he found out about your secret. “You need to do this, (Y/N),” you whispered to yourself as you grabbed your sword out of the closet. Pulling up your mask over your mouth, you looked outside to see if anyone was wandering around the area before stealthily making it to the room that belonged to the future leader of Silla.

Quiet as a mouse, you entered the dark room. It took your eyes a minute to adjust to the lack of light. Your footsteps could barely be heard. The only noise was the king’s breathing. He laid in the middle of the room, sleeping soundly. Step by step, you closed the distance between the two of you. When you were able to see Sam Maek Jong’s face, your chest tightened.

“I sometimes wished I was born as someone else...” You remembered him telling you that one day.

“Why? What makes you say that, Your Highness?”

“I’m a coward, and a coward like me will never be able to bear the weight of the crown. All my life, I had to watch my own back. Other than Pa Oh, I can’t trust a single human being. Not the True Bones. Not the servants. Not even my own mother, the queen. I don’t have anyone to lean on because everyone is out to get me. They’d rather have me dead.”

You remembered how you remained silent after he said that. Then, when he called your name, you could barely face him. The guilt was eating you alive.

“But I can trust you, right (Y/N)? I want to trust you.”

Guilt. Even now it continued to eat you. The man in front of you wanted your loyalty. He didn’t have anyone else’s, and you were about to turn on him, too. Reaching behind you, you reached for your sword and wielded the weapon.

Trembling, you tried to hold onto the sword. Before you knew it, your eyes started to become blurry. For what reason did you need to assassinate a member of the Royal Family? It was an order from your uncle, but why did he have to involve King Jinheung? He was shoving his long hatred and vengeance on the Royal Family over to you, making you do his dirty work.

Your own reflection appeared on your sword, and you changed your mind. You didn’t have the heart to do it. You loved the king too much to take his life. “You insolent girl.” You knew that’s what your uncle would say before he killed you and take matters into his own hands. You would have to come to terms with that.

Death. You were prepared to greet it. That was the sacrifice you were willing to make. Then, the king would never find out.

“I’m so sorry,” you whispered to him before you began to back away. You turned around, attempting to leave before someone found you in the king’s room. Before you reached for the door, you heard the sound of sword slashing in the air, and a blade just inches from your throat, scaring you into dropping you own sword. You didn’t dare move.

“How dare you come into my room?” he hissed in a low voice. You’ve never heard him speak this coldly to anyone. “Who sent you? Tell me before I slit your throat.”

You glanced down at your sword. If you could push him back and reach your sword fast enough, you could fight him off to get away before he figured your identity. No. You already underestimated him once. If you moved, it was over. Your mind raced as you thought of a way to escape.

Maybe you would risk that chance. You were dead either way. “Ugh!” you grunted as you quickly pushed Sam Maek Jong, sending him stumbling backwards. At lightning speed, you scooped up your sword. Both of your weapons went up against each other, but still shaken up, you barely found any strength to fight back. Your sword was knocked out of your hands, and you were backed up against the door.

Sam Maek Jong held the sword against your neck once more. Now that you were facing him, you saw the rage in his eyes. “I will not say it again. Tell me who sent you,” he threatened with his teeth gritted.

With his free hand, he started to reach for your mask. “Stop-” Before you could finish, your face cover was yanked off.

Your couldn’t tell if your heart was working anymore. Probably because it had shattered in a million pieces. You’ve experienced it before: anger and betrayal. Those were the emotions your uncle always wore. That was what his people wore all the time. You know what it looked like. But seeing it on the king’s face along with confusion, and knowing you were responsible for it, you wanted nothing more than for him to strike you. You deserved it.

“(Y-Y/N)...” he managed to say while stuttering. His eyes were red, and you were your’s matched. Tears fell down your cheeks. “W-What are you... W-Were you trying to...”

“I...” There were no excuses to give.

“Tell me, (Y/N)!” his voice raised. Angry. Desperate. “Tell me this isn’t true! You walked into my room by mistake, right?! There’s no way. I refuse to believe this. Why would you do this?!”

“I was given an order,” you replied, voice shaking. “You can’t be king. That throne belongs to my uncle. It’s time for the Royal Family to step aside and stop interfering with the real owner of the throne. It is correct. I was sent here as an assassin to watch you and take action when it was time.”

“No...” The king removed the sword from you, and it clattered on the ground.

“What are you doing?!” you shouted as you glared at him. “Pick up the sword! I have rebelled against the king. I don’t deserve to live. I will take my consequence whatever it may be. If you let me go now, my own uncle will throw me away anyway, so pick up the sword!”

“Your own uncle will throw you away?” Sam Maek Jong repeated.

“That’s right! I’ve failed my mission. You think he’s going to give me a chance to live? Well, not a chance.”

“I’m not going to kill you.”

“What?”

“I love you, (Y/N). I stand by what I said about my feelings for you, and I know you feel the same way. Your uncle put you up to this, but you’re nothing like him. You don’t have to be like him, (Y/N). I know you want to be a good person. (Y/N), you are a good person. You don’t have to do this.”

“How are you so sure I haven’t been messing with your heart this whole time, and I have pretended to have feelings for you?” you asked in anguish. You felt sorry for him. A king, his world so cruel, and he was so pure.

“Because...” he replied, smiling sadly. “You could kill me right now. What’s stopping you? I don’t have a sword in my hand.” He raised his hands, showing his defenselessness.

You were going to choke on your own tears. The king bravely made his way towards you. He cupped his hand over your cheek and leaned in.close to you. When his lips touched you, you could taste the salt from his tears. Or were they your own? He kissed you and kissed you, and your whole body felt weak. You wanted to slump against him when he pulled away.

He then reached down, and fear spiked you when Sam Maek Jong slowly reached for your sword and placed it in your quivering hand. He stepped back until he was right in front of the tip of the blade. “It’s okay...” Sam Maek Jong assured you, the melancholy smile still on his face. “Finish your mission and go before the guards catch you.”

“No...” you cried. “I don’t want to.”

A cold assassin? The king was right. You were built to be that person, but that was never you. You were a weak young girl who missed her parents and just wanted someone to please.

You slid down to the wooden floor and placed your clean weapon on the floor. You continued to sob. Sam Maek Jong knelt down next to you and pulled you into his arms as you wept. “It’s okay,” he said again, holding you tight like he wanted to protect you from the rest of the world. “You’re going to be okay.”

“M-My uncle-”

“We’ll figure it out. I’ll keep you safe. If he wants to deal with me, I’m going to face him. I won’t be a coward anymore. I won’t let him get to you.”

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Devoted Love

Summary: He is one of the top secret guards that was given the task to protect the Kingdom’s Emperor at all cost. Nobody knew about his secret job. Unfortunately, one day, he got badly wounded during a mission to which a local village doctor was sent to saved him. What he didn’t expect was falling in love with her.

Theme: Hwarang au, strangers to lovers

Genre: fluff, drama, action, sad

Warnings: mentions of blood, violence, open wounds, sharp objects, major character death

WC: 9.8k

Pairing: Guard!Taehyung x Doctor!FemReader

a/n: Hello! First of all, so sorry this took so long! I've been pretty busy the past few weeks but I'm back! Thank you for this request @mymisstina and for being patient with me! I hope I don't disappoint too much if it's not exactly how you pictured the storyline to be! P.S I wrote an alternate ending version here if you want a happier ending <3

Your family’s bloodline has been running with doctors all throughout the generations. From your ancestors, to your great great great grandmother, to your great great grandfather, to your great grandfather, to your grandmother, to your mother and now to you. Needless to say, you were slightly more interested in this as compared to your younger brother, but at least there’s someone in the family who would most likely keep the knowledge and skill alive for the next generations to come.

All the local villagers knew you as one of the Jeon doctors. Jeon was your family name and of course, everyone knew who you were for you had begun to slowly take over your mother’s place whenever people came for a treatment. You’re only 25 and yet your mother was already transferring her title to you.

Hence, because of that, you were crowned as not only the youngest village doctor in town but also a very skilled one at best. Despite your amazing ability to treat people’s sickness and wounds to perfection and save lives multiple times, people also see you as the cheerful, friendly, kind-hearted, chatty young adult that just makes everyone feel so endeared to you.

Therefore, people of Silla Kingdom believe that you have a bright future ahead of you.

Everyday was work for you, including today on a Sunday afternoon where you had just gotten back from the local market with your brother to buy some vegetables and chicken meat for your mother.

The minute you walk through those doors, your mother’s voice calls for you from the small room in your home where you treat people. You let out a soft sigh as you turned to your brother and handed him the paper bags filled with groceries.

“Have fun working dear sister.” Jungkook, your younger brother teased as you slapped the back of his head knowing he could do whatever he wanted for he was free from having to treat the ill. Nevertheless, you went into the small room and plastered a small smile to your face when you saw your mother mixing a concoction into a wooden bowl.

“Sweetie, did you buy the ginseng root and rosemary like I told you to?” She asked as you gave her a firm nod before she told you to get some of it from the kitchen.

After a few minutes of helping to lather the herbal medicine all over the man’s open wound on his shin, you helped to wrap the cloth around his leg to protect the wound from any bacteria. He thanked you and your mother for helping him on a weekend, saying he felt bad but didn’t know what else to do.

“It’s okay sir. I wish you a quick recovery.” You smiled as he soon walked out the door after returning your smile. The second he left, your mother placed a firm hand on your shoulder with a proud smile on her face.

“I’m so proud of you Y/N. I’m sure Emperor Choi would be proud to have you as the village’s doctor once I’ve stepped down from this title.” Her words left a huge mark on you. To say you love the job was an understatement. However, it doesn’t stop you from thinking you still have a lot to improve on in terms of your skill and yet, everyone already has high expectations of you.

This didn’t help with the stress being loaded on you.

“I chose you for I believe you master the skills of a true warrior, one that is capable of fulfilling your tasks as a protector towards me, your Emperor. Am I able to say that?” Emperor Choi says from his throne as he keeps his gaze locked on the young man dressed in all black hanbok, a leather wide waist belt, long dark brown hair with a sword attached to the back of his belt, who was kneeled before him at the foot of the steps.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” The young male said without a single shift in his voice.

“Very good. And I believe you understand the rules then?” Emperor Choi tilts his head up high to show his authority as King.

“I understand, Your Majesty.”

The king smiles in satisfaction before he gets up from the throne and makes his way down the steps carefully while he takes the sword that was handed to him by the Chief of Hwarang warriors. The king stops at the last step right in front of where the male was kneeled, only to raise his sword and make the official announcement.

“By the power vested in me, I hereby appoint you, Kim Taehyung, warrior of Hwarang to be my personal guard from here on out. Do not disappoint me or there will be serious consequences.”

“I will not disappoint you, Your Majesty. Thank you for this opportunity.” Taehyung said as the king smiled slightly before he spoke up.

“It never comes twice. Remember that.” Emperor Choi says firmly before he makes his leave and so did Taehyung.

During the day, Taehyung worked as a local fisherman with his father. After he catches the freshwater fishes, he and his dad sell them at the farmer’s market in the village. Nobody knows about his secret job other than himself, the Emperor and the guards at the palace. He was told to keep his identity unknown to the public to protect him from any outside danger.

Taehyung was known to be a cold-hearted person whereby he was someone who isn’t particularly good at expressing his feelings.

He grew up without a motherly figure in his life and to have a father who is always working, almost forgetting he has a child at home, makes it hard for Taehyung to receive or give affection. Therefore, having almost no history of falling in love with anyone. He wasn’t really desperate in searching for one nor is he currently eyeing anyone in particular. That doesn’t mean he does not wish to be with someone one day.

It was a busy day in Silla Kingdom for the local villagers as everyone was so persistent in stocking up their food supplies. Taehyung was by the side, helping his dad cut and remove the intestines of the fishes if someone requests for it.

He had just gathered the sliced raw fish wrapped in paper and gave it to the lady when he heard a cheerful voice coming from where his dad was. He glanced over to see a girl talking to his father.

It was you.

You had a basket filled with vegetables, dried chillies and other food supplies on your right arm, the other hand poking and checking to see which fish you wanted to purchase.

The way your eyes sparkled under the sun while you chatted with his father, how your voice sounded so full of excitement, how you rarely talked about yourself and instead, asked his father about his day, so many more others that Taehyung could probably list out in his head. He was so distracted by you that he didn’t even notice his father holding out a fresh Carp fish to him.

“Oi, are you going to just stand there all day or are you going to help this lady cut the fish?” His father asked as Taehyung shook his head slightly before he apologized.

“Right. Sorry.” Taehyung mumbled as he took the fish and began to make precise incisions to remove the innards. Just as he was rinsing the fish under the running water to get rid of the excess blood, you came over with a bright smile on your face.

“Is he your father?” You asked in a hushed tone, causing Taehyung to look at you with a brow raised.

“Yes.”

“Does he always talk like that to you?” You asked as a small sad pout formed on your lips. You saw the way his face dropped for a second before he replied to you.

“Why do you want to know?” He said.

“I just feel a little bad. I mean, I could’ve done this later myself but your father gave it to you before I could say no. Sorry.” You apologized but was quick to go back to your cheery self when you saw him wrap the fish and hand it to you.

“Either way, thank you! Have a nice day!” You flashed him a big smile, soon placing the bag into your basket. Afterwhich, you waved goodbye to him and his father. Taehyung watched as you did a little hop every now and then down the street. Either he was going crazy or he actually thought you were quite adorable. Maybe it’s the latter.

A few nights later, it was already coming to 10pm and you were just helping your mother stir the new concoction of herbal medication cream she wanted to store in a jar when there was a frantic knock on your front door. This makes you jump while your mother whips her head to stare at the door. She yells at Jungkook to open the door, only to hear shuffled footsteps making its way to greet whoever that came at this ungodly hour.

Your brother pulls the door open, only to be met with two of the palace guards.

“Can I help you?” Jungkook asked slightly confused as one of them replied to him.

“We need one of you to follow us to the palace.”

“What for?”

Before anyone could continue, your mother came to join Jungkook by the door as she gave the two armed men a polite smile and asked, “May I know what is the issue?”

“There has been an unfortunate injury on one of our guards and we need someone to aid him immediately.” With that being said, your mother responded without giving a second thought.

“My daughter will go.” You nearly choked on your own saliva, staring at your mother in shock.

“We need to go, now.” The guard said, making your mother approach you telling you to get dressed while she packs the things you might need. After you came back fully dressed, your mother passed you the satchel and whispered to you saying, “You’ll be alright.” Sure you’ve treated many injuries before but never have you treated someone from the palace. The journey to the palace was shorter than you think, as the grounds were heavily guarded along the whole perimeter.

You followed quietly behind one guard while the other was trailing behind you. They led you around the palace, bringing you to a room. Where inside, lies a man dressed in all black, his face covered by the cloth mask to show only his eyes. The man was badly wounded. There was a deep cut in his left rib and a slash to his right shoulder.

A soft gasp left your lips as the two guards gestured for you to enter, only to then close the door behind them leaving you alone with the injured man.

Without further ado, you kneeled down beside the man to put your bag down before going to get a bowl and fill it with warm water. You came back to hear the man hissing, to which you crinkle your nose out of instinct as you wince just imagining the pain he was going through. You soaked a clean towel into the warm water, squeezing it to remove excess water.

“I will need you to take these off. Can you move?” You asked softly while you pointed to the belt he was wearing. The man never said a word but instead opted for a nod. You carefully helped him into a sitting position before he slowly removed the belt and placed it aside.

Just then, you remembered he needed to take his hanbok off so that you could aid his wounds.

“Uh, I need these off too… okay?” You asked, earning a nod from him. To that, you helped him with the hanbok, pushing the material off his shoulders to reveal his honey toned skin, chiseled abs now coated with drips of crimson red blood from the wounds.

Once he was laying down again, you started to clean his wounds, carefully swiping the towel over his skin where there were blood stains all over. You managed to clean most of it, rinsing your towel again and squeezing it to get rid of excess water. You gently dab on the open wounds to soak the fresh oozing blood, occasionally hearing his breath hitch whenever the towel made contact with his flesh. You would then apologize if he did that.

You took the herbal cream your mother made the other day that was meant to be put onto an open wound for a few minutes then wipe off the excess, then close the wound, put more cream on top then wrap the entire part with bandage to let the medication act as a protective seal from bacteria.

That was exactly the process you did.

Minutes ticked by and you were just waiting for the cream to do it’s healing magic. All the while, having to listen to the man groan and hiss if the herbs tingled on his wound a little harshly.

You were just preparing the curved needle that’s used to suture open wounds, when you heard him speak up.

“Aren’t you a little young for a doctor?”

You turned around to find him leaning against the wall for support, to which you smiled at him.

“I guess my parents wanted to pass down the job to me as quickly as possible.” You laughed but he didn’t. The room fell awfully quiet again so this time, it was your turn to ask a question.

“Do you do this everyday? What is it like to be a palace guard? Is it scary to fight off the bad guys?” Your questions came tumbling in, you probably annoyed the hell out of him now… Great.

“Yes I do. It’s okay, I guess? And… Not scary at all.” He replied, shocking you that he actually did.

“Really? How do you fight them off? Do you use a sword or something?”

“What do you think we use then? Of course a sword.” He said, his voice laced with a tinge of sarcasm but then you heard a very faint chuckle from him.

You didn’t know why but you felt your cheeks burning. You cleared your throat awkwardly, telling him to stay there while you go get a new bowl of warm water to clean the herbal cream off his wounds. You spent the next few minutes finishing up the last few steps, successfully sewing his wounds close as best as you could before applying extra cream over the wounds and soon wrapping his torso and shoulder with bandage.

Once you were done, you cleared the place and discarded all the used items into the trash. You had kept your stuff back into your satchel and was about to leave when he called to you softly from his seat. You turned around to meet his eyes. For some reason, his eyes looked so familiar but you couldn’t point out who or where you knew him from.

“Thank you, Doctor…” He said, thanking you politely with a slight bow of his head. This made you return his kind gesture and gave him a smile too.

“You're welcome. Remember to not move so much. Don’t do anything dangerous for the next week or two at least!” You reminded him as he simply nodded but you could see the way his eyes creased, indicating that he was smiling behind the mask. He never said anything else as you left the room, leaving Taehyung there with the silliest smile on his face.

Is it too fast for him to admit he’s in love?

3 days went by and you were out to the local farmer’s market again to grab food supplies for your mother. You were strolling down the street when you spotted Taehyung just skillfully cutting the fish into smaller pieces before putting it on the tray for villagers to choose from. This made you smile as you walked over to his stall, making sure to sneak up on him. The moment he was going to turn around and face his chopping table again, you leaped forward to scare him.

“Boo!” You said, both hands were out. However, his reaction wasn’t really one you hoped to get because he barely even flinched. Instead, all he did was stare at you like you were an embarrassment. “Psh, you’re boring…” You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest while you walked to the front to choose some fishes.

Taehyung had to hold himself back from smiling despite having the urge to.

“Where’s your father?” You asked as you peeled the Trout’s gills up to check the freshness of the fish.

“He went to get more.” Taehyung said in which you nodded.

“Do you live around here?”

“Not really. Why?”

“That’s weird. So you’re not from Silla?”

“I guess you can say that?”

You nodded, giving him two Trout’s for him to weigh and wrap it for you. He was going to take the fishes and take out the innards for you when you stopped him, “No need for that. I can do it later at home. Thanks anyway.” You giggled, going ahead to hand him the bill while he passed you the fish. Once again, you left him smiling like a complete idiot.

“How dare you step foot into this palace. I will not let you near the King.” Taehyung seethed through his teeth, holding his sword firmly in his grip as he pointed the weapon towards the group of rivaled warriors who were on a mission to kill Emperor Choi.

“You shall not interfere in our business, unless you want your head off.” One of the men said as Taehyung got into his fighting stance.

“Over my dead body.” Taehyung said, drawing his arm back and soon charging straight to his right, slicing the air to cut a good chunk of flesh off two of the warrior’s torso. He quickly used his sword to block the attack from his left, pushing them forcefully only to twirl his sword around one of it and flicking his wrist up. The enemy’s sword flew up into the air as Taehyung grabbed the base, successfully equipping two weapons.

The fight was highly unfair considering it was 10 against 1 but there was a reason why the Emperor chose him to be his secret guard and that was because of Taehyung’s amazing fight skills. He was trained from a young age, learning and gaining knowledge on how to be a warrior.

However, despite all these achievements and training, it is still quite close to impossible for him to win the fight when there’s so many of them and just him alone.

Taehyung managed to injure half of them by swinging his swords around, slicing and cutting their limbs like it was chicken meat. The sound of metal clinking against one another every time their swords come in contact, echoed the palace walls. He was so busy fighting off two of the men that he completely misjudged the man leaping to attack him from the side.

The man drew his sword back and swiftly sliced Taehyung’s back, earning a loud groan from him.

He quickly plunged the swords into the two men’s torso and soon pulled it out, letting their fresh red crimson blood ooze out of the open wounds. Taehyung’s clothes were splattered with blood, his eyes were burning with rage, thankful that he had a cloth mask on to cover his face except for his eyes.

4 down, 6 more to go.

His back was throbbing, he was starting to feel weaker by the second but he was determined to finish what they started.

Hence, with that mindset, Taehyung glared at the four figures running towards him from every direction only to easily run and slide against the pebbled ground in between two of them and make a break for the side roof. He ran across the roof leaping from one roof to another while 4 others were trailing behind him and another 2 followed from ground level. Taehyung led them to the other side of the palace, away from the Emperor.

Once he reached the other side of the palace, hopped off the roof and swung his swords, flicking his wrist to allow the blades to slice through the air and eventually, the two men’s necks. He didn’t decapitate them but it was enough to slit their throats to kill them off.

Now it was left with the 4 men.

With skillful attacks and fast reflexes, Taehyung managed to stay alive despite the cuts he got on his arm and chest.

However, he was weak from the exhausting fight and yet, there was somewhere he wanted to be. Someone he wants to see in the midst of all this chaos. He wasn’t sure if it was a good idea. If he should go. What if his identity gets exposed? What if someone sees him and finds out who he really is? He was supposed to keep his identity hidden. Even with these thoughts, he was already on his way to the one place he had in mind.

Hence, the reason why about 15 minutes later, he was currently standing outside a home which everyone had grown to recognize and soon knocking on it. The minute the door opened, Taehyung couldn’t help but collapse. A pair of strong arms caught his body, mumbling a soft “what the hell” before the former brought Taehyung inside and soon called for the person he wanted to see most. Not long after Taehyung was led to the small room which was specially made for treating injured people, Jungkook turns to you after you enter.

“Who is this?” You whispered.

“I don’t know. He looks like a palace guard. He’s pretty weak and bleeding quite a lot.” Jungkook said as you nodded.

When you gathered all the things you needed and went over to Taehyung, you instantly recognized those eyes. It was the same as the one you treated the other night when you got called to the palace. You have no idea who he was and Taehyung would like to keep it that way for as long as he could. You walked up to him and walked him through the process of what you had to do before you actually did it.

He simply nodded quietly, letting you do your job. Jungkook left after he helped you stir up some herbs for the traditional treatment paste.

The room was quiet as you did your part, making sure you thoroughly cleaned his wounds before putting any paste on it. All the while, Taehyung watched quietly as you lathered the herbal paste on the wound on his chest. Unfortunately, curiosity got the best of you when you realized his old scars were still prominent on his chest from when you aided him the first time at the palace which was not long ago.

“I thought I told you not to do anything dangerous for the next week or two?” You asked slightly disappointed that he didn’t listen to you.

“My duty is to protect the Emperor at all costs. Do you think I get injured for the fun of it?” His voice was deep and almost as if he was pissed.

“No, but-”

“Did you think I could easily take a break whenever I want to?” He raised his voice at you. Taehyung didn’t know why he was getting so worked up when his initial intentions were to see you and feel happy about it.

Unfortunately, it seems like you didn’t understand his job and just simply thinks it’s easy for him to avoid getting injured. You grew quiet, not knowing exactly how to go around the topic so you opted for silence. After you were done suturing his wounds and wrapping him up in bandage, you gave him a small jar filled with the herbal paste for him to put on his wounds tomorrow. Taehyung left without a word, feeling slightly guilty for yelling when you didn’t really do anything wrong.

Maybe avoiding you for now would be a good idea.

“Oi, remove the innards.” His father said as he tossed the Carp onto the cutting table Taehyung was standing at. He lets out a sigh but nevertheless cuts the fish like he was tasked. His mind was somewhere else, he couldn’t get proper sleep last night after the unfortunate encounter with you at your home. He hasn’t seen you in the past week during the day and he hoped he wouldn’t see you today as well. Except of course, luck was never on his side.

“Good morning!” Your voice beamed from his right, making him look up to see you bouncing on your feet towards him. He could never understand how you have that much energy when it’s early in the morning.

“Morning.” He replied monotonously, handing the wrapped fish to the woman waiting to the left.

“Had a good catch today?” You asked, your voice cheery as usual.

“It was quite alright. What are you buying today?” Taehyung asked despite wanting to avoid you. It seems like even he can’t resist your bright personality which just makes people like you.

“What do you recommend?” You asked while putting your hands behind your back. You were wearing a pretty baby blue hanbok today with your hair tied in a half up-do. Needless to say, you were very pretty in his eyes. How he wished he could just ask you out. Taehyung didn’t realize he was staring blankly at you until you waved a hand in front of his face to get his attention. He shook his head slightly, only to hear you giggle. Oh, how that simple laugh makes his heart flutter.

“Is there something interesting on my face?” You asked with a soft giggle at the end, finding this whole situation funnily cute.

“U-Uh, no. Not at all. Um, I do recommend the catfish and white bass.”

“Great. I’ll have one of each. No need to cut for me.” You smiled, allowing him to wrap the fishes in paper while you reached into your wallet to take out your money. After successfully paying for it, you placed it in your basket and soon looked up at him again. Taehyung was already looking at you softly and that’s when you decided to ask for his name. It took him a while to answer, but when he did, you smiled genuinely at him.

“Thank you for the fish, Taehyung. I’ll see you again soon.” You said, earning a soft nod and for the first time ever, Taehyung smiled.

Gosh, did he have such a gorgeous smile.

You thought he was interesting considering he was a little cold and unfriendly at first but as the days went by and you met him a few times while buying groceries for your mother, you managed to get some reaction from him. And that very last interaction you had where he smiled at you, made you realise that maybe he isn’t as cold and unfriendly as you thought. Looks like you were slowly getting to see another side of him and you loved it.

However, the only times you met him was when you went to your weekly grocery run at the local farmer’s market. It has been almost two months now and you start to wonder what he does after selling fish during the day. You don’t seem to bump into him at other times of the day except the afternoon. Even when you meet your friends in the evening, you don’t think you’ve ever seen him anywhere and you wonder why.

It was currently a bright Saturday morning where your mother told you there were still food ingredients in the house so you didn’t have to go to the market. However, you still wanted to head out for a little walk since it was a pretty nice day out.

So you excused yourself to head to the cherry blossom pond that was located just 10 minutes away from your home.

You were wearing a rosy pink hanbok today, your hair flowed along with the wind. The sun was shining brightly down on you, sunrays kissing your skin where your hanbok wasn’t covering. The park was fairly empty with not many people around. Just as you were about to head to the wooden bridge, you looked across the pond where the floating gazebo lies and that’s when you saw a very familiar face just leaning against the barrier looking like he had a lot going on in his mind.

You knew he probably wanted some time alone. But you being you, curiosity kills the cat and in this case, curiosity was really getting the best of you. Hence, the reason why you decided to head over there to say hello.

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t even realize you were coming until your voice brought him out of his deep thoughts.

“Penny for your thoughts?” You asked as Taehyung glanced over his shoulder to lock eyes with you.

He wasn’t sure if he should be happy or upset to see you.

“No thanks.” He said quietly under his breath, leaving you to frown at the lack of reaction from him.

“Is something bothering you? Perhaps… Am I bothering you? Because I can leave if you want. I really didn’t mean to disturb you.” You began to panic but he was quick to reassure you that you aren’t the reason for his lack of reactions.

“No, it’s not you… There’s just a lot in my mind right now.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked out of curiosity but sometimes, you tend to forget people might want privacy. Which is why when Taehyung turns to you with a raised eyebrow, you quickly apologize.

“I mean, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to! I just think it’s never good to bottle your emotions up because you might burst one day when you least- okay I’ll stop talking.” You ended your blabbering when you heard him let out a heavy sigh. You were a naturally chatty person so you tend to talk a lot even when others are not interested in listening to you. However, for some reason, this was exactly why Taehyung liked you. You were different from him. You find everything and anything so interesting even the little things seem extraordinary to you.

And oh boy do you love to talk and find out more about every single thing. Your curiosity tends to get the best of you and he loved it. So when you began to babble earlier on, he sighed not because he was annoyed but because he felt that he wanted to share to you what was on his mind despite not knowing you at a much deeper level.

Taehyung has never opened up to anyone so easily, not even his dad and yet, he felt like he could tell you anything. Maybe it was your charming personality, maybe it was your curious character, or just maybe because he likes you.

“I’m just… thinking about how my life would have turned out if my mother was still here with me…” He paused, allowing you to let his words sink in before he heard you ask very quietly as though you were afraid to click his wrong button.

“I don’t mean to pry… b-but where’s your mother now?”

“I really want to believe she’s in heaven… She passed on when giving birth to me. So I never really had a motherly figure by my side growing up.” He told you, making you feel bad for being so curious.

“O-Oh… I’m so sorry…”

“No, it’s fine.” Both of you fell quiet for a few seconds before he spoke up again, “I don’t have a good relationship with my dad… and you probably know that already. Let’s just say he isn’t the best at showing his emotions…”

With that being said, you accidentally blurted out under your breath, “Now I know where that came from…” Taehyung heard you clear as day, making you stutter an apology but all he did was chuckle. For some reason, he actually felt like a heavy weight got lifted off his shoulders after telling you what was going on in his mind. You stood beside him politely, eyes trained on the fishes that were swimming in the pond beneath you.

“Enough of me… What about you? I heard your entire family tree consists of doctors? Are you one too?” Taehyung asked despite already knowing this bit of information. A little too well in all honesty.

“Oh yes! Apparently my mother’s side are the ones who had doctors all throughout the generations. Except, only I seem to inherit this special skill because my lazy brother couldn’t be bothered to aid people. He said it’s a boring job.” You rolled your eyes at that, only to hear Taehyung chuckle.

“You seem like you love your brother a lot…” He teased you even though he knows it’s not true to a certain extent.

“Love? Please. He’s so useless most of the time. I can’t believe he calls himself a doctor just because of our family background when he can’t even put a bandaid on properly! Do you know how many times I yell at him to disinfect the wound first before applying any cream or putting a bandaid on? He doesn’t even know the difference between a ginger and a ginseng.” You didn’t realize you were blabbering again until he told you to take a deep breath.

“I never thought someone would have so many complaints about one’s sibling this much…” Taehyung said, making you break out into a laughing fit. He loved your laugh. It was always so carefree and loud. He always thought that he would never know how being in love truly feels.

Looks like he finally knows it now.

He couldn’t tear his eyes off you as you threw your head back with your hand covering your mouth politely while you laughed.

This was the first time you ever had a proper long conversation with him and you can say that you enjoyed talking to him. You just wish you could stay here with him forever. However, you remembered your mother told you to be back before noon to help her with some stuff at home. Which was why you excused yourself to head home but Taehyung offered to walk you home.

Of course you couldn’t reject his offer, partly because you wanted to spend more time with him. Needless to say, you tried to take in every minute with him even when you were just a few metres away from your home now. Right before you left him, you turned to him with a bright smile on your face.

“Thank you for walking with me. I hope you’ll smile more often. See you again soon, Taehyung.” You said as the corner of his lips curved upwards and soon gave you a firm nod. However, aside from already getting to have an actual conversation with you, there was just one thing that neither of you seemed to realize up till a few seconds ago.

“I’d hate to break it to you, My Lady… But I never really got to know your name even though we just had a long conversation earlier today.”

“Oh! You’re right! Sorry… It’s Y/N.” You said, blushing in embarrassment when you heard your name roll off his tongue. It sounded so good when he said it.

“Well, have a good day. I’ll see you again soon, Y/N.” Taehyung said, only for you to shyly giggle before running straight to your doorstep. He found the way you bounced with every step you took, simply adorable to him. If this is what falling in love feels like, he wouldn’t mind falling in love with you over and over again.

The next few weeks went by, filling your days with either visiting him at the farmer’s market for you weekly grocery run or meeting him at the gazebo to spend some time with him alone. It was quite obvious that you both had mutual feelings for each other. It’s just a matter of time when one of you would pluck the courage and confess first. Unfortunately, as much as he wants to just tell you he loves you and probably wants to take your hand in marriage, he knows it was going to be hard for him considering his secret job as the Emperor’s guard came with a lot of consequences if he ever goes against the rules set for him.

One of which is having a significant other while having the title of being the Emperor’s secret guard. Of course it was unfair for him considering he’s young and is of that age whereby he wants to feel loved by someone. However, he knows what he signed up for and has no choice but to obey them despite accidentally falling in love with a cheerful girl who happens to be the village’s well known doctor thanks to their family bloodline.

Taehyung didn’t expect any of this to happen when he agreed to the job. If he knew he’d meet you and fall in love with you, he would never have taken up the job no matter how honourable that job title was.

It was a Friday late afternoon and you were just helping your mother with some of the herbal mixture when there was a knock on the front door.

“Jungkook, who is it?” Your mother called from beside you as you heard your brother’s footsteps approaching the door and pulled it open to reveal someone standing there. You could hear their muffled conversation but you don’t exactly know what they were saying. Until your brother appeared at the doorway of the treatment room with a smirk on his devil looking face.

“Someone’s here to see you, sis.” Jungkook said, making you frown. Before you could ask who, your brother steps aside and you immediately locked eyes with Taehyung who had a bashful smile on his face.

“Taehyung… What are you doing here?” You asked as a small chuckle left your lips. All the while, your mother was just quietly watching this with a smile on her face. Taehyung noticed your mother so he politely greeted her before asking her a question.

“Hello Mrs Jeon. I don’t mean to be rude, but perhaps, is it okay if I take your daughter out for the evening? I promise she won’t be back home too late.” Taehyung said, to which your mother happily agreed.

“Oh yes yes, of course you may. I trust that you will keep my daughter safe, correct?” She asked.

“Of course Mrs Jeon.”

“Okay then. You kids have fun.” Mrs Jeon said as she turned to you and grinned.

“Leave it. I’ll get your brother to help me.” This made Jungkook’s mouth fall open, clearly feeling betrayed by her words. You couldn’t help but stuck your tongue out at your brother and made a teasing gesture at him, earning a little punch to your arm but not enough to actually hurt you. With that being said, you changed into your lavender hanbok and soon left the house with Taehyung. The two of you walked around the village, talking about almost everything you could think of.

You didn’t realize this but you were walking towards the park where you usually went to. Except this time, he brought you to the other side of the park where there was a hidden gazebo that was surrounded by beautiful cherry blossom trees and instead of a pond, it was on the lake.

The scenery was so stunning, you went speechless when you stepped foot into the gazebo.

Taehyung silently watched as you got excited over the fallen cherry blossoms and lily pads that covered a good amount of the water’s surface. Your eyes seemed to sparkle whenever you got excited and he loved that about you. He was busy admiring you, not paying attention to when you reached your hand out only to have a cherry blossom flower fall onto your palm. With that fresh flower, you went up to him to show the beautiful pink flower.

“Taehyung! Look! Isn’t it so pretty?” You asked as he gently shook his head to bring him back to reality, only for him to smile softly and take the flower from your hand.

“You know what else is pretty? You.” Taehyung said smoothly, earning a little giggle from you after your heart skipped a beat. Who knew he could be this cheesy for someone who doesn’t know how to express his feelings. No doubt, you remained quiet, suddenly too shy to reply to him. You were just standing at the edge, smiling at the pretty view when you felt him slot something into the top of your ear in between it and your hair.

You turned around and reached a hand up, that’s when you felt a flower sticking out above your ear.

Taehyung smiled as he saw the way your eyes were struggling to look at him. Your pupils are shaking desperately, unsure of where to look. So he took it upon himself to carefully take a step forward just to see how you would react. When he got barely any sign of you wanting to push him away, he slowly took another step closer while he reached a hand up to cup your face.

Your breath hitched in your throat as he leaned closer and closer until you felt his nose brush against your own very subtly. Almost like he was teasing you.

So without further ado, he whispered softly asking for permission which was such a gentlemanly gesture that left you melting into a puddle for him.

“Can I kiss you?”

You didn’t have to be asked twice as you simply nodded and gave him your response. Taehyung smiled, feeling his heart race in his chest. That was all he needed before he finally captured you in a sweet kiss. His lips were softer than you imagined. It almost felt surreal to him. He snaked his arms around your waist, pulling you closer like he was afraid you might slip out of his hands. He didn’t want to let you go. He wished he could stay here with you forever but he couldn’t. He had to go for a special mission tonight in which he wasn’t sure if he would make it out alive by the end of it.

Hence, that was the reason why he decided to meet you now and let you know how he felt for you in case he doesn’t get the chance after tonight. But of course, he wasn’t going to tell you that. All he could do now was pray to God that he will make it out alive not just for himself but also for you. He doesn’t want tonight to be the last time he gets to kiss you, to hug you like he was now.

With that strong will and mindset, he will do whatever it takes to stay alive tonight.

It’s been hours since that kiss you had with Taehyung and if you were being completely honest, nobody has ever made you feel so many butterflies every single time you saw him and that kiss was the definition of a fairytale for you. It was so heartfelt and raw that you feel like you’ve connected to him to a much deeper level now. And for that, you were grateful for him. However, your sleep got disrupted by the loud bangs on your front door. Your parents left after you got home earlier when they received a message from one of the fellow villagers saying that your grandmother was ill.

Since she lived in a different part of Silla Kingdom, they would have to be away for at least a few days. With that being said, you grumbled tiredly while dragging your feet to the door. Unfortunately, you were forced awake when a figure dressed in all black came crashing into your arms, completely limp. What catches your attention though was the very strong smell of copper and the trail of blood he left in his wake down the cobblestones of your house’s pathway.

You recognized this man anywhere, it was the same man you aided two times now who looks to a palace guard. With how much you were struggling, you yelled for your brother who came running down the hall when he saw you struggling with the unconscious man in your arms.

Jungkook carried the man into the treatment room, laying him down on the wooden platform before rushing to the kitchen to get you a bowl of warm water.

This time, the injury was definitely worse than before. He was stabbed in his right rib, his arm has a huge gash from one end of his left forearm to his elbow, a prominent slash on his left cheek and a deep cut on his right shoulder. He was losing a lot of blood, making you panic. However, you weren’t really good at hiding it. You made Jungkook prepare the things you need to treat his wounds, not knowing why you suddenly had a meltdown.

The poor man was growing in and out of consciousness as you couldn’t focus on the task at hand. He was still bleeding out even when you were already putting a lot of pressure on his rib with the towel in your hands. You didn’t know how to stop the bleed, the whole situation was definitely overwhelming for you. Tears were starting to pool in your eyes when all of a sudden, the man reached for your shaky hand weakly. On normal occasions, you might actually think this man was a bad person.

Yet, his touch felt so familiar to you. It actually brought you comfort.

“D-Don’t panic… B-Breathe… I-I know y-you... c-can help m-me… P-Ple-ase… Y/N…” At the mention of your name, that’s when you gasped. No wonder he felt so familiar. No wonder you felt like you knew this person all this while. No wonder his touch felt so comforting.

“T-Taehyung?”

He gave you a weak smile before he pulled his mask off to reveal his handsome face.

You couldn’t believe it but this wasn’t your biggest priority right now. His life is. With that being said, you cupped his face and whispered a promise to him that you dearly held on to.

“I promise I’ll save you but you have to promise me you’ll stay alive… Okay?” Your tears were streaming down your face now, no longer caring about holding it back. Taehyung gives you a very weak nod, only to wrap his fingers around your wrist which was holding his face. Without further ado, you spent the next hour trying your best to treat his wounds and keep him alive. It was tough because of how constantly he went in and out of consciousness due to the lack of blood flowing through his body but you managed to save him and keep him alive.

You left him to rest, knowing he was probably exhausted after the brutal fight. No doubt, you still can’t wrap your mind around him being a palace guard. Did he know what he signed up for? Did he really not care if he would get badly wounded?

After you’ve cleaned up the mess, you quietly went to check on Taehyung who was just fast asleep on your couch where Jungkook placed him. He was laying there peacefully. There were so many questions you wanted to ask him. So many thoughts going through your mind. You quietly kneeled down beside the couch as you caressed his soft cheek where he had the fresh scar from earlier. You begin to wonder just how much longer is he supposed to risk his life like this.

He unconsciously leaned into your touch, making you cup his face fully. Just then, he opened his eyes carefully only to see his pretty brown orbs trying to focus his vision. You smiled down at him, sliding your hand back to thread your fingers through his hair.

“Why are you awake? Go and rest more.” You whispered but he could only smile weakly at you.

“D-Don’t… leave m-me… p-pl-ease.” His voice was barely audible, not to mention lack of any energy. So you nodded. You stayed there beside him the entire night, your fingers locked with him as you held his hand to give him the comfort he needed. Hours later, you aided him until he got better. You cooked for him your mother’s secret recipe to your favourite herbal soup that always heals you from any pain and sickness.

The next few days, you would stop by the farmer’s market to give him two attached steel metal food containers that were filled with rice in one and your mother’s herbal soup in the other, after seeing him work despite telling him to rest. However, now that you know what his job requires him to do, you couldn’t really nag at him considering it was his job. All you could do was give him your moral support by visiting him at the lake gazebo before he goes off to his secret guard duties. Every evening, before he leaves you at your doorstep, he repeats the same words to you and seals the deal with a kiss.

“I promise to protect you with my life. I love you, my princess.”

You woke up this morning to being frantically shook by your shoulders. It was still quite early for you to function but it looks like there was something far more important than your sleep. Jungkook’s voice beamed over you as he roughly shook your shoulders to wake you up. You groaned in annoyance, thinking he was just messing with you. Unfortunately, he wasn’t.

“Noona! Wake up! We got a message from the locals saying that someone from the royal guards was going to be executed today for disobeying the Emperor’s words! I… I think it’s Taehyung.” His words made you jolt up on the bed, staring at him dead in the eyes worriedly.

“What?! Why?!”

“They said that the guard was seen meeting a girl at the lake gazebo every evening and shared romantic feelings with each other. Noona, it’s definitely you and him.”

“Shit!” You cursed under your breath as you ran out of the room to change out of your sleeping gown and into a hanbok. Jungkook decided to follow you along, wanting no harm to come your way. After what felt like hours of running, you finally arrived at the palace where both you and Jungkook had to squeeze past the crowd to get to the front. Only to be blocked with the palace guards. There in the main courtyard, kneeled before the crowd was Taehyung dressed in his all black fit. His mask was still on but his eyes were still the same brown ones.

Except they were swollen and bruised, probably from being tortured last night. His hands were bound behind his back. Your heart swelled seeing this. You couldn’t take it. You watched as the Emperor stood up from his throne and took closer steps towards the back of Taehyung and the executor who was holding onto a sharp sword that was wider than a normal sword. One that was made for punishment.

“I have appointed this young man to be my protector, my guard. He knows the rules and regulations and yet chooses to defy me as King!” Emperor Choi states out loud, only to get a mixture of response from the crowd.

“He’s still young! He deserves to be in love!”

“Off with his head!”

“No one should go against you, Your Majesty!”

“Give him a chance!”

“He just wants to feel loved!”

“Behead him, Your Majesty!”

“He deserves to be punished!”

You glanced around to where you heard those sentences being shouted towards the Emperor, knowing the King can be very selfish sometimes. Which is why he raised his voice to stop the commotion.

“Silence! Because of his defiancy to me as King… this young man will be executed for his actions.” He stated as the crowd began to get rowdy. You watched as the executor began to circle Taehyung until he stopped a little to his right. The minute he raised his arms high with the sword in his grip, suspense was killing you and you had to do something. You’re not going to let them kill the love of your life right in front of you.

Never in a million years.

“STOP!” You yelled at the top of your lungs, hoping your voice was loud enough to reach both the executor and the King’s ears. Luckily, it did.

With that being said, everyone turned to look at you. However, your eyes were stuck on the King and eventually, glancing over to lock eyes with Taehyung’s frantic ones. Everyone in the crowd of villagers were confused. What are you doing? Why were you telling them to stop? Aren’t you one of the Jeon doctors?

You ignored their whispers and stares as you pushed past the guards and continued to walk closer to where Taehyung was.

“Please don’t punish him, Your Majesty… It was me. I was the one who insisted on having this relationship despite knowing his commitments to you. So please, punish me instead. I beg you.” You said, only to hear Taehyung’s gruff voice clearly in distress.

“What are you doing?! Get out of here!”

You ignored him as you kept your eyes firmly on the King. Emperor Choi looks at you from head to toe, giving you a look of disapproval but you couldn’t care less.

“What a disappointment to the family.”

“I’m asking you to drop his punishment because he deserves another chance. So I’m begging you, please punish me instead, not him.”

“Fine then. Guards!”

With that, two of the palace guards came storming over to grab your arms on either side while another guard freed Taehyung’s wrist from the ropes before holding him down along with three other guards. Jungkook was yelling for them all to stop, he couldn’t get past the guards so easily. Just then, the executor takes a sword that was smaller than the one he had minutes ago. You turned around to face Taehyung, only to see him struggle against their holds. He was crying and it hurts you.

“I love you… I’m sorry…” You said.

It all happened so fast. The next thing you know, the sword was plunged into your lower abdomen, leaving you breathless. It felt like your entire body just stopped working for a second. Thick crimson blood began to leak out of your mouth, feeling like your air supply got restricted heavily.

“No!” Taehyung’s voice was prominent but there were two other voices that echoed from the crowd.

It was Jungkook and your mother.

You gasped for air as the guard pulled the sword out hastily, making you clutch onto your stomach where he plunged the sword through. Almost immediately, you fell on your knees like a ragdoll. However, before you could collapse to the ground, Taehyung managed to elbow the guards in their ribs, kicking their shins to release their grip on his arms and soon sprinted to you, catching you just in time.

“No! No! No! Y/N stay with me! Please! Please stay with me! Don’t leave me…” His words got softer and softer by the second as he cradled you in his chest. You were already on the brink of dying, your mind was all over the place. Right at that moment, heavy footsteps came rushing to you and soon, your mother and brother surrounded your limp body. Your mother was devastated, and your brother? He was furious at the King and palace guards.

“My sweet daughter, please stay with us. You’re strong. I know you are.” Your mother said as she cried, holding your face desperately, hoping it would give you some life or energy.

Taehyung on the other hand was furious, upset, devastated, every single negative emotion was starting to surface. He looked back down to your pale face, growing weaker and weaker by the minute as he cupped your face and whispered against your forehead where he planted a soft kiss.

“I’ll make them pay for what they did.”

With that being said, Taehyung gently passed you over to your mother before he got up on his feet and glared at the King.

Taehyung didn’t waste any time as he charged straight for the King. He fought off the palace guards as best as he could, successfully stealing a sword from one of the fallen guards. His skills were extraordinary, managing to kill a number of them despite being heavily outnumbered. It was starting to be a massacre as he killed them off in cold blood. He was so angry that he wouldn’t let anything come in the way of him wanting to kill the Emperor.

“I-I’m s-sorry, mom… I n-never full… fullfilled y-your… your dre-ams…” You said.

“No, sweetheart… Raising you and your brother up was the biggest dream of mine and I got it… I love you so much, my darling.” Your mother smiled through her pain as you glanced over to your brother who was crying beside you.

“K-Kook ah… You k-know noona… l-loves you, r-rig-right?”

“Of course. And I love you too, so please, please don’t leave us…” Jungkook begged.

However, you were slowly losing rhythm in your heartbeat. Your brother held your wrist the entire time to make sure your pulse was still beating. Your mother was stroking your hair when all of a sudden, you began to take short breaths only to then release on long breath.

That was your final breath.

“No… No… Noona, wake up… Noona, wake up please…” Jungkook’s voice breaks as he pressed two fingers against your neck, disappointed to find that your pulse had stopped beating. Your mother cradled you in her arms back and forth as she finally broke down hysterically. Upon hearing this, Taehyung already knows what happened. This only riled him up even more. With one last scream, he sprints towards the King who was just about to run from his throne when a guard came out of nowhere from behind the throne and stabbed the sword through his heart.

Taehyung’s steps faltered as he gasped. His breathing got choppy as soon as he got stabbed. He stumbled back only to tumble down the steps. He laid in such a way that his head was turned to face your direction as he saw your mother and Jungkook crying while holding your limp body. Taehyung watched through hazy vision as Jungkook turned around only to lock eyes with him, witnessing the sword standing up right through his left chest where his heart was.

All Taehyung did was flash your brother a small smile before whispering to himself during his last breath.

“I love you, Y/N.”

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