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timextoxhajima · 4 years

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Member: lee jaehyun aka hyunjae from tbz cause i feel like there are too many jaehyuns around now ;_; my heart can’t take too many perfect men of the same name

Genre: COLLEGE... CRUSH? idk this is probably gonna be my most crack piece (you can already tell by the track)

Word Count: 4.3k

A/N: I wrote this at like 1.30am so please bear with me lol my inspiration always come in the middle of the night because it’s so quiet and conducive

this will be a one shot cause i’ve got no fucking clue how to make it into a series/short novel without an actual conflict/angst/drama involved :”) if you’re a writer and you see this and you want to make a 2nd part or something, BE MY GUEST

lee hyun jae.

who was he to me?

oh, i don’t know.

just the prettiest but handsomest man alive. if that’s even a word.

he’s always surrounded by like, eleven other boys who are also good-looking and talented in some way or another.

god must’ve invested his entire life into crafting these fine, fine specimens of men to be placed on earth.

maybe there was a mix up somewhere and they were supposed to be angels or demi-gods and god just fucked up.

but i’ve got no complaints.

i’m satisfied that i get to feast my eyes on such a gorgeous, rare, one-of-a-kind version of a person i’m sure exists nowhere else in the world.

he’s known for being one of the most caring ones of the group. he’d make his friends laugh but watch out for them at the same time. he’s so easygoing, i wonder if he’d smile at me if i tripped him over or something.

you might think i’m exaggerating.

well,

i’m not.

so who am i to him?

sadly, nobody.

harsh truth.

there was absolutely nothing wrong with the man. there was a lack of flaw, and that was literally the only flaw he had. if it could even be considered as a flaw. i could spend my seconds, minutes, hours, days, just staring at him. it was so unfair that there is NOTHING WRONG WITH HIM.

sometimes it pisses me off.

it kind of pisses me off that he doesn’t have a girlfriend despite half the school simping over him.

i mean, who wouldn’t? just look at him.

there have been rumors flying about that he was gay or something.

doesn’t matter if he is gay though.

it simply hurts to know he’s not dating anybody.

it’ll be such a waste if such a man ends up living a life alone. a waste indeed.

so what was it that was stopping me from putting that destiny of his to a screeching stop?

well, there was just one problem.

“hELLO, earth to y/n?” the sudden waving in your face with the heaviest textbook in your curriculum snaps you back into reality.

“which one of the twelve are you thinking up some magical fantasy over now?” your best friend frowns at you, the vein on her arm popping from the weight of the fat textbook.

“ah-- it doesn’t matter who i’m daydreaming about, let me have my moment, would you?” you lean back in your seat, disgruntled at her telling you what not to do with your own imagination. sometimes it was difficult to look at her without seeing all the little hints of lee hyunjae in her.

they had the same nose, but that was it. honestly, it was a miracle you just happened to make friends with one of the prettiest girls in school, and good for you, she ended up becoming your friend and stayed in that position for more than a decade. naturally, she was upgraded to the ‘best friend’ title.

the biggest issue you had with lee hee jae was that she hated her brother getting so much attention, and she has always condemned him about it.

which was pretty ironic, given the number of love letters that show up in her locker everyday.

but thanks to her cold, a-little-more-than-mean superficial personality, most guys don’t have enough of a pair to talk to her in person. sure, she won’t hesitate to stab a bitch, but you knew her well enough to know that if the love of her life, son young jae, were to suddenly sprout feelings for her and confess, she might just nose bleed and pass out.

but does she know you have had the biggest, fattest crush on her older brother?

no.

she’d kidnap you and torture you and brainwash you to unlike him.

maybe that’s why he hasn’t got any girlfriends.

“you’re zoning out again,” she snaps her finger in your ear and the sharp click jumps you. you bare your teeth in annoyance and feign a hit towards her, but she doesn’t flinch.

your little high school crush on her brother wasn’t getting any weaker as the years went by. in fact, it’s been getting stronger. now that you’ve seen the way he treats his friends, how kind and considerate he was, not to mention that body-- well--

let’s just say you went from just appreciating his face, to everything in general. it was only a matter of time before she finds out that the one man you were simping over out of the eleven boys was her brother.

of the eleven boys, it just had to be her brother.

“hee jae,” you pull out a pencil and start to randomly doodle in your notebook. “haven’t you ever considered talking to eric?”

she shoots you a death glare, but you’re used to it.

“i thought we agreed not to speak of this in school!” she leans into you and hisses, eyes piercing right through your head. if her eyes had lazers, your head would’ve been blasted off completely after years of her angry glaring.

“no, but eric just seems so... chill, y’know? he’s either cleaning his table and packing his stuff or outside playing baseball, there’s literally nothing stopping you from talking to him.”

she rolls her eyes and snatches your pencil away from you in a bid to piss you off so you’d stop talking.

“give it back--” you snatch the stationery from her and hiss at her like a cat. “you’re literally in the damn baseball team with him. it’s not that difficult to make up a story and start a conversation with him.”

“ha,” she’s finally mastered the art of fake laughter. “easy for you to say. you simp for all eleven of them and can’t choose one for you to worry about it like i do.”

that was fun to hear.

“well, forget eric,” she waves it off. “are we doing anything after school?”

anything but going to your house. i don’t want to be stuck under the same roof as your brother, my heart would get a seizure and i’ll probably die on the spot.

“my mom’s making crepes today, and i know you love that shit,” hee jae snickers, pulling out a baseball from her bag and throwing it into the air and catching it.

“aw, man... not the crepes,” you pout and side eye her, leaning back into your seat.

“why are you so uptight about going to my place? you’ve been there a billion fucking times, you literally live there now.”

that’s cause i’m only over when your brother isn’t around!

“ugh, okay fine. but i gotta dash home first to grab some homework. i left some of it at home ‘cause i wasn’t expecting an invitation today.”

she squeals, showing you a part of her that nobody else has the privilege of seeing. “sick,” she gets out of the seat she dragged to yours and brings it back to where she took it from. “call my home number and tell me you’re on your way before you leave your house!”

you nod un-enthusiastically, waving her off before she leaves the classroom and returns to hers.

you were finally back at home, showered and changed into comfortable clothes while you shoved all your homework into your bag. you leave your parents a text to tell them that you’d spend the afternoon and evening at heejae’s so they don’t have to worry about your dinner, then you dial her home number.

the phone was on it’s eighth ring, and you were already one foot out of the door. usually, it doesn’t take her that long to pick up the phone.

“this little bitch invites me over and doesn’t pick up the damn--”

“hello?”

your grip tightens around your phone and you stumble out of your house, the door swinging shut behind jumps you and you process the voice on the other end of the line.

“uh--”

“is this y/n?”

“uh... yeah, this is she.”

he knows me?

shut up, of course he knows you. you’ve been friends with his sister for a decade!

“oh, okay, cool. heejae’s in the toilet right now and she said she’ll get it but i couldn’t stand the sound of the phone ringing.”

“ah...” your voice trails off, unsure of how to respond. you were just preoccupied with how soothing his voice was, and just imagining his face with the phone to his ear on the other line was just so--

“hello? y/n? you there?”

“yeah, yeah, sorry i was... crossing a road.” you weren’t even moving; you were just planted into the pavement like a tree.

“actually, why don’t i go and pick you up? your place is on the way to the shopping mall and my mom just told me to go get some groceries, do you want to tag along? we can head back to my place afterwards and you can get the crepes you like.”

where in the world was he getting all this information from?

“uh--” you stammer into the receiver for the billionth time. he must think you have some kind of speech problem by now.

“you know what? just hang tight for a few minutes. heejae’s still in the bathroom so she doesn’t get a say in what i do if i decide it without her presence,” you hear him walk around on the house and call out for his mom to tell her he was leaving for the shopping mall. “you live on 31st avenue, right? the white house with the blue roof?”

“uH--” you really need to get a grip on yourself.

“i guessed. hang tight, i’ll be there in a sec! see you!”

hyunjae doesn’t bother to wait for you to hang up before he does. the line goes dead and the beep nearly deafens you, but you couldn’t believe your ears. you were about to be in the same vehicle as lee hyun jae. one of the most popular boys in school, the handsomest man alive, the love of your li--

whoa.

too fast.

you shake the nonsensical daydreams out of your head and walk back to the steps of your door. while waiting, you can’t help but to let the quiet crush on him run your mind recklessly.

what if he was just messing with you and he’s just chilling at home? what if he knows that you have a crush on him and he’s just having fun? what if he thinks you’re weird for hanging out with his sister? what if he’s caught you staring and he thinks you’re a creep? oh my god, what if heejae’s told him embarrassing stories about you and now he’s going to poke fun at you with that?

you stare blankly at the little weeds in the cracks of the pavement, the thoughts in your head running wild as you slowly convince yourself he’s not going to turn up.

but the familiar silver family car rolls up at the end of the pavement, and the windows roll down to reveal hyunjae in sunglasses wearing a simple white tee-shirt.

“did i keep you waiting?” he pushes down his sunglasses and looks at you over the rim, one arm dangling outside the window.

you shake your head, suddenly losing all ability to speak.

“alrighty then, get in. we’re heading for the shopping mall.” he nods his head towards the car, retracting his arm back into the vehicle.

your heart was thumping so aggressively and so loudly you were sure he could hear it. hell, he could probably see it.

“how’s school? i haven’t seen you around back in my house after... what, about five years? you were always around when i was out, if i didn’t know better, i’d think you were avoiding me,” his voice was so alluring, you had to constantly remind yourself that he was actually saying something.

“uh-- well....”

come on, say something. anything.

“i guess god just doesn’t want us to meet.”

no, it’s because you were avoiding him. what the flying fuck was that?

he laughs heartily, his teeth catching the light of the afternoon sun and glistens in your vision. “if that’s the case then god really needs to give me a break.”

your little-crush-on-him morphs into a tiny character in your head and it starts yelling at you. did he just say what you think he just said?

“no, i mean,” he glances at you, hands still on the steering wheel once he notices you’ve gone eerily silent. “i would’ve spoken to you and tried to be actual friends with you sooner, but heejae never wants me talking to her friends. you can imagine how she is with her best friend.”

you sigh heavily, the mention of your best friends’ name loosening some knots in your stomach. “lee hee jae is just something. not sure what, but something.”

“it does baffle me to think about how you put up with her for what, nine years now?”

you were looking out the window, and the idea of being in the same car as hyunjae doesn’t seem as tormenting as it seemed once you realise the best support you’ve had for the last ten years was lee hee jae.

“eleven, actually,” you say without looking at him, eyes zeroing on a couple walking a dog on the pavement by the road. “yeah i guess she can be a handful sometimes, especially with how cold and mean she is on the outside...”

the car stops at a traffic junction.

“but put her in front of one guy and she’ll pass the fu--”

“‘one guy’?” he interrupts.

your eyes widen and you suck your lips between your teeth, wincing a little to yourself when you realise what you just said.

“lee hee jae has a crush on someone?” you hear him scoff and a brotherly chuckle rushes out his lips. “do you know who it is?”

you were about to protest and stop him from trying to dig the information that you nearly disclosed, but he interrupts you again.

“y’know what? don’t tell me. i’ll guess. i’ll just watch your reactions while i’m at it.”

you grit your teeth and tighten your temples. you don’t realise how sweaty your palms were until your phone slides out from underneath your skin when the car starts to move.

“is it kevin? no wait-- doesn’t feel like it.”

is he going to just start talking on his own until he finds someone he thinks suits her and then look at my face to read my expression?

“i don’t think she’s the kind to go for someone older than me or my age. so that takes sangyeon, jacob, younghoon-- is it younghoon? no, it’s not... ah, no matter how i think about it, someone nearer your age pops up. haknyeon, sunwoo, eric. it’s one of the three.”

that wasn’t so hard. hee jae must be easy for her brother to read.

“are you really going to let me play this elimination game alone?” he raises a brow and turns the wheel, driving into the car park of the shopping mall. the little gesture causes your heart to involuntarily skip a beat, and you could see his eyes folding even behind the sunglasses when he turns his head.

“your sister would kill me if she knew i even started this conversation, so i’m just refraining from deepening my grave.”

you hear him laugh through his nose. “relax, i’m not going to tell her you said this. i’ve seen the way she looks at us whenever we’re in school. she gives me a look of disgust but she always reserves a blush on her cheeks for someone. i just can’t put my finger on who it is.”

“you mean you notice the way she looks at you and your friends? that’s a little weird.”

the car starts to reverse into a parking lot and he pulls the gears into parking mode. there was a short silence in the air as he lays his finger on the start up button of the car and he turns to look at you, now without the sunglasses to block your view of his eyes.

“you’d be surprised that i notice a lot of things.”

he flashes you a smile and reaches for the door on his side, pushing himself out as if he didn’t just expose both you and your best friend.

you were just tailing hyunjae while he told you what was on the grocery list, and you start filling the basket. he doesn’t stop guessing though, but the entire time spent with him only made you feel like he was so comfortable to be around.

besides his pretty face, of course.

you were waiting for him to pay for the items while you stood outside when heejae’s caller ID showed up on your phone screen.

“where the hell are you?”

“hello to you too,” you roll your eyes. “your brother said he was going to get me and now we’re shopping for groceries before we return to your place. didn’t your mom tell you?”

“what? no, she didn’t. she just told me he went out to get groceries.”

“huh?” you look over your shoulder to see hyunjae paying the cashier. “are you saying that your mom lied about me?”

“now, why would she do that?”

“she’s your mom, not mine. why don’t you ask her instead?”

hyunjae picks up the grocery bags and walks towards you, looking into them and making sure he didn’t miss out anything.

“this is so fucking weird. where’s hyunjae? pass the phone to him,”

“we’re done, let’s go.�� hyunjae stops by your side, noticing that you were on the phone.

“don’t you dare hang up on me, pass the phone to him!” hee jae screams into the receiver. you wince and pull it away from your ear, shooting hyunjae a look of slight confusion as you hand him the phone.

“it’s your sister.”

he sighs and places the bags on the floor, wiping his hands on his pants before taking it.

you could hear hee jae screaming at him on the other end, but hyunjae’s face doesn’t change one bit besides that sweet smile plastered to his lips while he let his sister berate him. hyunjae got bored extremely quickly, and he was already removing the phone from his ear while he repeated the word ‘bye’ into the receiver.

he hands the phone back to you and hangs it up for you, picking up the bags and heading back to the car.

by the time you reach the road right outside their house, heejae was standing on the porch, anxiously tapping her foot on the wooden boards.

“oh, no,” he groans, looking out the window and observing heejae like she was a lion in the savannah. “well, just another day for us people who have to deal with miss lee.”

he says so coyly, pushing himself out of the car and going to open the door of the backseat. you help yourself out, and heejae storms toward you, fists balled by her side and steam coming out through her ears.

you thought she was going to scream at you for accepting a ride from hyunjae, but she dodges you and opens the backseat door opposite hyunjae to yell at him in the car.

“what made you think it was a great idea to pick her up? didn’t we have a deal that both our friends were out of bounds to each other?”

wait what--

“yah, lee hyunjae!” she yells at the top of her voice as he ignores her, pulling out of the car and walking towards the house. “we had a deeeeeaaaaaaal!”

you grab onto heejae and turn her around, trying to peel her attention away from her brother and to you so you could get a grasp on what she just said.

“did you just say what i think you just said?!” you blink in surprise at her, and the thought of hyunjae finding an excuse just to spend time with you melts you into a puddle of hopeless goop.

“no,” she says with a stern face, lifting a finger and pointing at you in the face. “no.”

“well--” she yanks herself out of your grip and turns to the house. “what’s so bad about dating your siblings’ friends? you like eric.”

she literally screeches to a stop and turns around with eyes that were burning. honestly, it was pretty funny to see her so riled up, knowing that she wasn’t angry at you. she was angry with hyunjae for... whatever he did, and the fact that she just had to fall for someone in hyunjae’s circle of friends. it was a slap in her face, or whoever thought about the no-dating-siblings’-friends pact.

“is that why you don’t want to talk to eric? because of this... deal?” you raise a brow, entertained, completely forgetting that there was the slightest chance that hyunjae might’ve been looking for an excuse to hang out with you, and he had just succeeded.

she had no words, but her silence was enough to let you unpack the situation.

“ah... i see,” you fold your arms across your chest and smirk at her. then you remember you were standing right outside lee hyunjae’s house. this was your chance to dig the information out from her. “so if this deal is stopping you from talking to eric, then is it safe to assume that it’s similar for hyunjae?”

you could see her bottom lip quivering upon your question, as she realises that you’ve finally found out why she was keeping a distance from her own teammate. but her silence also pushes you further into confusion. does that mean--

“look, you can’t date hyunjae, okay? i forbid it. the last time a girl dated someone in that group of friends of his, they broke up because she got bullied by other girls in school. i told hyunjae he wasn’t allowed to date any of my friends so i wouldn’t need to beat the fuck out of any bullies and get myself expelled,” she huffed and hugged her torso. “and i made him agree to that deal by promising him that neither i nor any of my friends would date his.”

you shake your head, fingers pressing into your temples and hair while you let the story unfold from her narration.

“my mom didn’t tell me about him going to get you because... well... he--”

“i like you!”

your heart stops and you think your blood stopped flowing through you as well. heejae’s head snaps back to look at the house and the source of noise, and she pulls out a shoe to hurl it at hyunjae.

“ah--!” he starts yelling once she reaches him with the shoe. “let me at least try, god damn it! sunwoo only let his girlfriend get bullied because he’s a dumbass-- ow! but i’m not gonna let her get bullied, i promise!”

you slowly turn your head to see hyunjae trying to dodge every hit, and he starts running away from her and toward you. he pulls you in front of him so you were standing between him and heejae, who was holding onto the shoe so tightly, her knuckles were turning white.

“y/n, take a chance with me, would you? i’ve always noticed the both of you looking at us but it always bothered me that i have no idea who either of you are looking at--”

he dodges a side swing, and your view of heejae trying to reach him was pretty hilarious, if you weren’t acting as his shield.

“what makes you think she’ll say yes?! she can’t even choose--”

“i do, heejae,” finally, you’ve decided to shoot your shot. heejae freezes with the shoe in mid-air, and hyunjae’s hold on your shoulders tighten. “i’ve only said i can’t choose only because i didn’t want you to know that it was your brother i liked.”

you couldn’t believe what was coming out of your mouth. all that effort to keep it hidden only to expose yourself infront of both heejae and her brother at once?!

she looked like she wanted to slap you with the shoe now, and you flinch when she shifts, closing your eyes to brace for impact.

but it doesn’t come.

you open one eye and look at her, and she looked like she’s completely resigned to fate. she shakes her head like your mother would when you did something stupid, and she squats to get her shoe back on her feet.

“i give up,” she grunts, shoving her feet into her shoe and tying the laces messily before standing up again. “of all eleven of them, him?” she raises an agitated brow and points to the boy hiding behind you.

“it wouldn’t have been so annoying if it had been one of his friends, but him?!”

you turn back to look at hyunjae, who was giving you puppy eyes as if he was already your boyf--

too fast.

“does it look like i chose to like him?” you pout, hands reaching out to her and trying to play for affection.

“for fucks’ sake,” she groans, face palming herself. “now i’m going to look like a shitty friend and sister if i don’t let you two date.”

“on the bright side..” you pull her into a hug and tighten your hold, knowing that whatever you were going to say next was going to warrant another violent outburst from her. “if hyunjae and i date, that means the deal’s broken and...”

“you can talk to eric now.”

“AH! SO IT’S ERIC?!”

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zuffer-weird-girl · 4 years

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Hari going after his s/o who initially runs away because they didn’t want to be a bother to him and get in the way of his job, but wind up getting kidnapped by some villains and beaten. Hari has to find his love and protect and save them! :3

"You mean you let them leave just like that and with this-this-" Hari angrily took off the note out of his hoodie and almost shove it into the guard's face. "This fUCKING BULLSHIT?!"

"I-I-"

"Chrono. Sit down." Overhaul's nonchalantly spoke as Hari could only take one breath in and out before sitting on the couch, clenching the letter on his grip as a form to discount all he had been feeling.

By god up above, you were NEVER a bother to him! Why did you have to leave dammit?! His job was demanding, sure, but he thought things were good! Weren't they..? He had been trying so hard to take as many breaks as he could to not make you feel that way.

But Chisaki had been requesting his help with the girl too much... too much to the point he couldn't even spend quality time with you like he promise he would.

Now, him and Kai were discussing the problem right after that he had barged on Chisaki's office, almost begging him for help... but as always, the bastard remained that stoic face and did things calmly.

Suddenly the phone started to ring it and for a miracle Chisaki was the one to answer it. He remained with the same expression before changing a look at Hari, who for some reason didn't like it one bit.

"They got your partner Chrono." His blood ram cold at hearing's his friend words.

"What..?" He breathed out, standing up abruptly.

"No, I don't think I will get on a agreement. Is not any useful this anyway." He spoke numbly and Kurono felt a vein of his almost popping out.

"Overhaul!" He shouted ass Kai hang up the phone with an annoyed sigh. "What the hell?!"

"Those are some enemies of ours. We have to be careful or else is the end for the Hassaikai." He spoke on a manner of fact tone of voice, looking up at the man he interlocked his fingers together. "Your partner maybe get hurt bit they will leave, Mimic is probably-"

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!" The man slammed his hands on Kai's desk, scaring the poor newbie as Kai glared daggers at him.

"Back. Off. From my table, Chrono." He growled th words as Kurono gritted his teeth.

"Listen here you spoiled son of a bastard. I deal with your shit ALL day. I've been your friend for years. I am loyal to the Hassaikai ever since I joined in. I accepted helping you on that plan with the master's granddaughter, but when i need a fucking break or aome help to save the person I love YOU DONT EVEN LIFT A DAMN FINGER?!" He shouted as Kai blinked in amisement at Kurono's outburst.

".. I knew it. This all relationship thing is getting conteol over your emotions." He furrowed his eyebrows in anger and disgust at Hati, who only laughed sarcastically before flipping him off for the first time in many years.

"You wanna know what? This is part of your fault KAI." He used the name Chisaki had abandonent, knwing that this would get to him, especially when he took off his glives while lifying up from his chair in anger. "I dont have time for this. Deal with my disrespect later you fucking traitor." He cursed under his breath before storming out of the room.

"If (Y/n) get hurt I will mever forgive myself for it!" He talked kore to himself as he searched for Irinaka as fast as he could.

"Your boss doesn't seem much found of you." The main head of the gang spoke on a mocking tone as he had a knife on your throat.

You couldn't care less... all that had been passing through your head was Kurono.. the man you loved so much to the point of abandoned him because of his work, how much he was loyal to the Shie Hassaikai... you couldn't just get in his way... especially when you were just a, what Overhaul would say, distraction...

"I wonder what would happen if... had a little fun?" The man spoke wickedly as you scoffed at him.

"Fuck off."

"Oh! A feisty one!" Another voice spoke from behind you before you flinched at those two hands grabbing your shoulders "I like that!"

Before you even could think of asking for help, a gunshoot was hearf by all of the members. You quickly covered your ears and kneenes on the floor before you saw a familiar white arrow cut one of the guys arms.

"Hari..!" you said almost in a whisper and the said saviour jumped from the roof, shootonh everyone with a cold face. One man tried to grab him from behind but Kurono merely lifted his fist up, punching the man from behind by one motion before he looked over his shoulder at the man and tsked in disgust before shooting him merciless.

A man grabbed you and aimed a gun at your head, tremblingly as Chrono stopped on his tracks.

"You're Overhaul's right hand man?! Back the fuck off before I shoot them!"

Chrono merely lifted his chin up with a face of disgust, the action being sexy as hell for you to handle it, before he spoke again.

"Three seconds. Three seconds for you to back off before I do something that you will sirely regret." Hee lifted his hand up, holding three of his fingers. "One."

"Hari!" You whined at feeling the gun being pressed on your temple harder.

"Two.."

"Fuck off dude! Im not jo-" in one quick movement, Hari cut his face with his hair before running after you and holding you close to his chest.

"Three." He growled before he covered your eyes and ahoot the guy more then necessary...

After the loud sounds were done you whimpered his name as he let go of the gun to cup your cheeks.

"Never leave again." He sighed as he touched forehead with you "God I thought I lost you for real (Y/n)..."

"Im so sorry!" You cried, holding his hands as you looked at him "I-I just didn't want to stay in y-your way a-and-" you sobbed as Haro shook his head several times as he cupped your cheek, carresing it with his thumb.

"How can you get in my way if you are my life already dummy?" He asked in a breathless laugh as he peppered your face in kisses.

You giggled at the gesture before freezing at hearing a 'click' and Kurono got tense, immediately craddling you pn his chest and arms.

"Ha..ha!" The bloddied man aimed right at you "The Shie Hassaikai has always been a PAIN on MY ASS!" He laughed maniacly as Kurono cleched his jaw. "Now! Would you look at that! Im about to kill one of the most precious members and their lover! How cute!"

Although when the man put his finger on trigger. the rest of his body exploded almost everywhere in that shed while Kai, with a face of disgust and an outstretched naked hand, stood behind the huddle of what was once a man.

"Chisaki?" He said almost in disbelief as he relaxed his grip on you.

"The things you said back there are still on my mind, just for you know block head." He said nonchantly as he put his glove back on. "We needed to solve this problem with calm and extrategy despite the dangers of it. You were never a pacience one though." He growled as Kurono looked at him and smirked.

"Thanks. Chisaki."

"Don't call me that." He growled and turned around, walking out of that place "You're on cleaning duty tommory... son of a bitch." He laughed at his comment before je called your name at the door frame.

"I'm relieved you're okay." He said uncharacteristically soft as he mad ehis way out and your eyes widened.

"So he doesn't hate me then?" You said almost in disbelief as Hati snorted, still hugging you.

"Guess he is just jealous that i got a beauty liek yourself."

You two walked out of that place, Hari never letting go of you for once.

Version of pregnant S/o:

"Uh... Hari?"

"Hm?"

"You read the whole letter?" You asked almost in embarrassment as he mad w a more less signal with his hand. "Then... you know why I have been feeling nauseaus this past few days?"

"Uh. No, actually we should really ho see a doctor and-" he let out a confused noise as you stopped and brought his hand to rest on your belly as you looked up at him with shiny eyes.

"It won't be necessary... daddy." You giggled at his confusion before a few seconds his eyes widened as he looked down at your belly then back at you several times.

"Oh fuck.." he said breathless before starting ti laugh "Oh fuck!" He scooped you up, hand son your waist as he kissed your lips fervently "HOLY SHIT IM A DAD?!"

"Yep!" You giggled as he kissed you more while holding you up before looking at the direction Overhaul left.

"YO! KAI! YOU'RE AN UNCLE NOW! For the second time..."

You laughed as you heard Kai on distance shouting to your boyfriend to "fuck off".

#bnha villains #bnha #bnha characters #bnha x reader #bnha imagine #chronostasis #chronostasis x reader #chrono x reader #hari kurono x reader #kurono hari x reader #kurono hari #my writing #zuffer writings

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neo-culture-mafia · 4 years

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puzzle piece (l.dh) + (n.jm)

“What do you mean by, ‘Don’t be pissed.’?! You decide to eat my ramen and fake your death for 2 years?!” This wasn’t real. Hyuck stood in front of one of his best friends, Na Jaemin. Or an alternative name, ‘Missing Dumbass’. “What can I say, I knew you would remember me if I left with something of yours.” Jae smiled with a shrug of his shoulders as he opened his friend’s fridge.

“I mean. Duh. Welcome back and all but why is the first thing you properly greet, the ‘fridge’?” Hyuck asked as he walked over and tried closing the door that hid all of his treasure: food. “You literally just scolded me like a child and you’re mad at ME for not giving you a nice warm hug?!” Jaemin’s words bounced off of deaf ears. “and for your information, Donghyuck-ah...I’m hungry?” Jaemin looked puzzled as he started to raid the cabinets. “It’s 4 AM.” “I haven’t eaten yet.” Jaemin was now being chased by Hyuck around the small kitchen.

Jaemin made a game as he opened a cabinet to have Hyuck close it right after. Another one. Another. Another. “Want me to be a mother? I will get my belt in a seco- put my spatula down!”

No one knew this was coming, honestly. Donghyuck had gotten comfortable in his onsie and already logged out of his games, getting ready for a nice long sleep. Then...banging.

“I swear to God, Renjun. If you make me check under your bed one more ti-” Then he was met face to face with...a face he once knew very well. A blue mop of hair laid on top of the boy’s head. A jersey thrown on top of a dark hoodie with baggy jeans and skate shoes. Definitely not what Hyuck imagined Jaemin looking like after going missing for 2 years.

“Uh.” Hyuck stalled, the hall light dimmed for the rest of the world who was asleep. “You got food?” Jae pushed past him and directly to the kitchen, not even bothering to take his shoes off. “Bread or something?” “Hello?” Jaemin acted so normal in the most abnormal situation.

“Where the hell have you been?” Hyuck looked at the time, 3:52 AM blinked on the oven. “The club. Sorry to worry you, Mom.” Jae started to get a pan out and filled it with water. “Where do you keep the noodles?” He started opening the cabinets and drawers restlessly. “I’m out...Going to pick up more later- Are you drunk?” “No. Do you have anything?” “Not really.” Jae just stood in the middle of the small kitchen to throw his head up to the ceiling and whine.

“I can go run to the store if you need me to.” Hyuck grabbed his keys that laid on the counter top. “No, it’s fine. I’m fine.” “No you’re not. You show up with BLUE hair and you tell me, ‘I’m fine.’?” Hyuck stood with one hand on his hip, the other pointing to his taller friend.

Jaemin just looked around. “And don’t forget how pissed I am about what you did before you decided to run off and be little mr. independent.” Donghyuck’s nagging had definitely developed after not hearing it for the past years. “Ew. You’re turning into me, stop.” “Well someone had to hold it together for the kids.” An eye roll was earned from Jaemin.

“Everyday Jaemin. I pay the bills, I do the grocery shopping, teaching my classes to come home to dishes overflowing from the sink and the chicken hasn’t been thawed...the rice hasn’t been washed. I drive Jisung to school-” “His classes are across the street from his apartment-” “Don’t patronize me.” Donghyuck slapped the top of his friend’s head, a finger pointed in the hungry boy’s face.

“Don’t be pissed.” Jae pushed his friend’s finger out of his face. That was the last straw.

“Which one?” Donghyuck asked as he watched Jaemin scan the options of instant meals from the 7-11 shelves. “Oooo. This one.” He picked up a nice-looking meal and automatically took off towards the ice cream. He grabbed an arm full as Hyuck could physically hear his wallet weep.

“Anything else?” He asked out of politeness. “Yeah. You get something.” Jaemin motioned to the whole store with a flick of his head. “No thanks. I’m not really in the mood to eat.” Hyuck shook his head as he walked closer to the check-out. The grumbling in his stomach made him bite his inner lip.

Jaemin let all of the merchandise fall onto the counter without a care as a candy bar was added to the top. “Is this all?” The cashier asked the man in the onsie with a wallet in the line of vision. Donghyuck nodded with a small sigh as he saw the total a couple dollars under his current life-savings.

He didn’t think. Just swiped.

Jaemin walked out happily munching on a random ice cream. “Are you sure you don't want one?” He asked as he held the bag up to his friend’s face. Hyuck could only shake his head no as they made the walk back to the apartment.

“Thank you for paying.” Jaemin minded his manners and it fell onto deaf ears again.

The rest of the walk was silent as the early morning air nipped at both of their cheeks.

Jae made himself at home on the couch as Donghyuck locked the door. He walked in to see Jae with his feet up and TV remote in hand. “I’m going to get ready.” Hyuck sighed as he walked into his bedroom.

He began changing when he heard the front door open. In panic, he raced out of the room to see if Jaemin was still here. He was, but now a shocked and semi-petrified Jisung stood in the entry way.

“Jae-Jaemin?” Jisung asked and Jaemin looked over to see Hyuck too tired for any of this. “I’m the ghost of Jaemin.” Jae moved his hands in a weird way which had Jisung reeling towards him to pull his hair.

“Ow.” “You are real!” Jisung shouted which made a shrill of pain go through Hyuck’s brain.

“And I’m going to finish getting ready.” Donghyuck removed himself to finish preparing himself for the day. A fatigued headache made home in his head as he grabbed his glasses and empty wallet.

“Can we go to 7-11 for breakfast?” Jisung asked and Hyuck wanted to scream. “I don’t think that’s an option for today, Jwi.” He patted the taller boy’s back. Jisung nodded and grabbed his bag. “Are you still going to be here when I get back?” The youngest boy’s eyes could make anyone cry but the question just hit a little too hard.

“Uh.” Jaemin looked down to his lap. “Yeah.” His smile was faltering but it seemed somewhat genuine. Jisung didn’t know better and walked out of the door to go to school. Donghyuck followed but made sure to look at his close friend on the couch.

“We want you back around. But, if you don’t think it’s time yet. The door is where you left it.” And with that, he was driving Jisung to school.

“Today...” Donghyuck looked out into the eyes of his students. “I have to grade. So you are dismissed.” The students jumped up and ran out of the classroom in a cheer. The fact is that Hyuck hadn’t gotten sleep in 48 hours and he was sparking. He had settled down to TRY and grade but found himself slipping.

He picked up his pen and started reading over the papers with ease.

What were you thinking?

Do you even take my class?

“Donghyuck-ah.” Next thing you know, Hyuck actually woke up and looked down to see the papers un-graded. Taeyong and Mark stood before him and he quickly rose to his feet to bow. “I apologize for falling asleep.” “No matter to that now. We have a problem.” Mark spoke and Hyuck thought his heart skipped a beat.

“Follow us.”

He didn’t miss a beat as he followed his leaders down the hall of the academic buildings. Things were quiet...almost too quiet.

He was just here...why did he leave again?

LEE DONGHYUCK - “Haechan” 35.1796° N, 129.0756° E MISSION TITLE: Retrieval POSITION: Shooter ; Post ; Retrieving Party

Jaemin had run off again. The Junior Forces felt different again. It only felt normal for a day then...hurting replaced the feeling of being complete once again. “I miss Jaemin.” Jisung muttered as he sat in-between Chenle and Hyuck. “We’re going to get him back. Don’t worry.” Chenle tried his best to comfort his friend.

Yet, Hyuck was trying not to pass out in the seat. Tiredness turned into sickness. Hungry and cold as the glass holding his head up kept rattling.

I didn’t mean for him to leave again

Mark pulled up to the coordinates and Donghyuck was the first to get out. It’s not that he cared the most...he felt like he was obligated to bring back his brother. It wasn’t the same without him.

Everyone was shocked to see that they were at cliffs that overlooked the sea. Just grass...grass...edge.

They all looked at each other before slowly stalking towards the side of the drop-off. They looked down to see Jaemin laying on a lower ledge. Hands under his head and his feet swinging to the beat of the music coming out of his phone.

“Ja-” Jisung was cut off by Jeno throwing a hand over his mouth. “Don’t scare him off.” Jeno warned and the younger stayed quiet. Tear streaks illuminated Jaemin’s face as the sun was beginning to make way for the moon.

“I got this.” Hyuck spoke and broke through the wall of boys; the gun being put back into the holster on his leg. He hopped back into the car and instructed Lele to drive to the nearest 7-11.

In and out. Ramen and iced coffee. When he got back he saw the rest of the boys just silently lounging on the grass. Jisung was sleeping on Renjun’s legs as the sun was going down more. “Did he move?” Hyuck asked as Mark trailed by him. “No. But he was yelling a little while ago. Something about dying?” Mark questioned and Hyuck didn’t need to hear anymore.

[ suggestion : listen to And I’m here by Kim Kyung Hee or Puzzle Piece by Nct Dream while reading ]

He didn’t waste time in jumping down the small cliff onto the next landing. Jaemin didn’t even acknowledge his brother as he stared into the sunset.

They both stared into the setting sky painted with vibrant colors of red and oranges. Hyuck sighed in relief as he finally sat down. He took Jae’s hand and put the cold coffee can into it. “They had your favorite.” Donghyuck bumped his elbow lightly. “And I got the ramen you like. It was on sale so I got you two.” Hyuck held both up in his hands.

The sniffles brought his attention up to his blue-headed friend. The boys who looked over the edge were shocked at what happened next. Donghyuck threw his arms around his friend, bringing Jaemin’s head to his chest. The sobs broke all of their hearts and made Hyuck become misty-eyed himself.

“We’re here for you. I promise.” Hyuck nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat. “We.” The first tear fell as he tried to take a deep breath. “We just want you safe. We want you home.” As both the boys were crying and holding one another, the others couldn’t help but getting choked up.

“I didn't mean to be away for so long. But I got- I got hurt and I didn't want to ask,” Jae sat up and tried to take a deep breath. “I didn’t wan-want to ask for help.” He caught sight of the boys who listened intently. “I wanted to pick up Jisung from school but-but I got up and hurt my back again and wanted to run away again.” He confessed as he looked to the sleepy Jisung who had tears in his eyes.

“And I’m still hurt. I don’t know why I came back-” “Hey. Enough of that.” Hyuck rubbed his friend’s back soothingly. “And I realized I drained your bank account when I came back. And I feel,” The sobs ceased for a deep breath, “horrible.” Hyuck brought him in for another hug. “I’m just glad you came home.” He reassured the boy in front of him.

“We want you home. Even if you need another 2 years to recover, Jae. That’s okay.” Mark piped in and the boys hummed their understanding. “This. This isn’t healthy.” Renjun hopped down to the ledge where Hyuck and Jaemin sat. He took a seat on the other side of Jae and gave a sad smile.

“We’re not us when you’re not around. You’re like...” Renjun was at a loss for words. “Our missing puzzle piece.” Jeno finished and everyone turned to him where his arm was strung around Chenle’s shoulders.

“Please come home.” Lele added quietly and Jae thought for a moment. “...I...” He started but lost his words as quickly as they came.

He faced towards the sunset again and folded his legs under him. He was never good with words and they all understood that. It was okay.

He was okay.

“The sun is about to set.” He whispered and all the boys came onto the tiny cliff to surround their long lost friend in a warm huddle. Someone’s hand was rubbing Jae’s back lovingly, but no one knew who as the tangle of love wrapped them all up with each other.

Once the sun finally fell below the sea, they still sat there. “I’m ready to go home.” Jae choked and he was helped up and off of the cliff back to the car. Hyuck’s arm was thrown over the taller boy’s shoulder.

Jaemin got the window seat as they drove all the way back to Seoul. The rest of the boys dozed off into la-la land as Mark drove silently. Hyuck stayed awake to look over the group while Jaemin watched as the rain poured down on the windows. The city lights were streaked memories of being on the run.

Donghyuck’s head started bobbing up and down halfway through the drive. He was losing his battle with staying awake for the rest of the trip. Jaemin took note as he guided Hyuck’s head to lay on his shoulder.

“Thank you.” Was all that the boy could mutter. “And one more thing, Jae.” He took the strength he had left to look up at the boy. “If you ever kill yourself. I’m gonna kill you.” Jaemin looked confused as he made sure all of the other boys were sleeping.

Jisung was curled up next to Chenle, Renjun was holding onto Jeno as they both snored softly. Jae looked back to Hyuck. “What are you talking about?” He asked and Hyuck was already half-asleep on his shoulder.

“Mark said you were yelling on the cliff. Something about dying.” Hyuck said groggily taking out his phone and earbuds. “Oh. My phone died in the middle of my playlist.” Jae chuckled and had no time to react before an earbud was being shoved into his ear.

“Good. ‘Cause I was gonna beat you up when I woke up.” Music was turned on and Hyuck curled up into Jaemin’s side one last time.

Jae would make eye contact with Mark through the rearview mirror every now and again, flashing a smile that all the boys missed very much.

Yet, Jae found himself being distracted with looking out the window every time he felt a rush or serenity. He hummed some of the songs before passing out against the window himself.

They all slept feeling full and complete with one another.

They got their missing puzzle piece.

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supertweetycherry · 4 years

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DIE HARD || [iv. Girl Talks and Boys]

—Pairings: BTS x OC

—Genre: BTS Mafia Au, Slight Fluff, Angst (a lot of it), Heartbreak, Thriller

—Ratings: 18+ | MA Content | R

—Warnings: Abuse, Rude Behaviour, Fighting, Blood, Death, Weapons/Blades and Mentions of Sex, Mentions of Killing.

—Summary: She belong to them. They belong to her. It’s simple as that. Period.

—Word Count: 7k

Navigations -> Masterlist || MASTERPOST <<Part 2 || Part 4>>

Chapter 3 - Girl Talks and Boys

“—the local law enforcements in South Korea are still working on the case of the famous murder mystery of the Lee Enterprise executive director, Jung Jae-hee. The case has become a global interest as it is related to the world’s most dangerous and notorious gang of the decade. Tweets, news articles and unseen videos are being surfaced around the web, with ‘Bangtan’ trending on social media. It is being speculated that the notorious group of viscous killers are residing here in America, causing fear and a state-wide panic around the country. The United States government has yet to say anything official about the rumors. Till then, the focus has been shifted onto the murder case and the increasing mafia activities in South Korea—”

Yoona hummed to herself as she sipped onto her herbal tea for the tenth time in the past hour. Her small fingers cupping the warm cup as her ears continued to pick up the words of the nearest news channels playing in the large cafeteria.

It has been few days since the actual incident and people are still continuing to hear the old, recycled news over and over again. The amount of channels covering this piece of segment for the last few days has left a large gaping hole in Yoona’s ears. She was sick, tired and exhausted of it.

Yes, a murder happened in her home country.

Yes, the victim was her former boss.

And yes, the culprits might be the worldwide famous gang called ‘Bangtan’. A native Korean gang who had appeared out of nowhere.

So what? Deal with it!

Yoona sighed loudly as she buried her face into her arms. Her ears picked up the change in the news reporter’s voice. It seemed more feminine now. Pulling her head up a bit, she glanced at the large TV as a new segment rolled in.

“—moving on, the three-day search for the two college girls in Beverly Hills has now come to an end as the local authorities here in the downtown Los Angeles, discovered a series of dead bodies in the Chinatown district of the city. A total of five girls were found, dead and tortured, with their vital organs missing from their bodies. Two of those bodies matched the description of the two missing girls while others are still unaccounted for. The bodies have started to decompose suggesting that they’ve been dead for quite a while before a citizen of Chinatown found them in a ditch near his area—”

The 26 year old groaned and rubbed her ears in frustration as the segment ate her brain up, again. She dipped her head back into her arms, pushing the warm beverage away from her fingers. Sure, she felt remorse, pity and sadness for the dead girls but it also annoyed her that her surroundings are filled with so much of negativity. It triggered her in a way that she didn’t like.

That is until... a large folder slammed onto the white table infront of her. The loud bang that erupted from it was enough for yoona’s tired, aching muscles to tense up again. She had to hold down her cup tightly before it could jump and topple down the table due to the vibrations.

“You know, a small warning would have been sufficed.” Yoona said slowly as she threw a slight glare at the person who dared to interrupt her personal ‘me-time’.

“Bitch please. You should be happy that a mere peasant like you has the honour to be in my holy presence. Not even kings can afford me.”

This only earned the intruder a mocking eye-roll from the 26 year old beauty.

“Don’t you have work to do, your highness?” Yoona mocked as her shaking nerves relaxed. She pulled herself up and continued to drink her warm tea. But it wasn’t warm anymore.

“Not when there’s juicy gossip.” Her friend smirked before shoving the said folder in Yoona’s direction. Yoona stared at it blankly. It was black in colour and looked quite thick. “It’s about Jung Jae-hee.”

“No.”

The mere mention of the late director was enough for Yoona to do a 360 turn and never look back again. She picked up her cold tea and left the small table she was sitting on.

“Yuriii...”

“No, Suzy.” Yoona ignored her friend’s whining as she dumped her cold tea through the drain before leaving the blue coloured cup in the sink. “Why are you all so obsessed with her death? People die all the time. Just get over it.”

The little shiver in the older girl’s voice should have been enough for Suzy to stop pestering her friend. But like the stubborn chick she is, Suzy continued in her voyage to tell the new juicy gossip she had discovered recently.

Yoona didn’t like it when her only friend gave her a sudden smirk before pushing her right through the fire exit’s door and right into the stairs that suddenly appeared in her view.

“Suzy!” Yoona exclaimed when she realised that the younger girl had practically kidnapped her.

“Shush.”

“But—”

“I said shush, Yuri. I need some girl time with you. And this, my friend, is the best way we can relish our old memories, considering hardly anyone looks our way these days.”

That was true. Yoona couldn’t deny that fact. They were the noisy, cheap girls of the company. No-one gave them a second glance unless they needed a one-night stand or something. Yoona wasn’t exactly sure how they gained that reputation. She had never been active in her love life unlike her friend, Suzy. Yoona had kept herself quiet, timid and hidden most of the time. Infact, she’s a pure virgin, with no skills at batting her eye lashes at any pretty boy. So, why?

“You want us to bond over a murder case?”

“No, I want us to bond over the world’s most dangerous species... boys.” The girl exclaimed, making Yoona groan.

Boys is a topic that Yoona tends to stay away from. There are just too many old and painful memories associated with them.

“Come on, don’t be a spoil sport. There are many varieties in here.” Suzy insisted as she pulled Yoona near the steel railings where they found a clean spot to sit on. The older girl didn’t like how open and wide spread the exit was. She peeked down to see an array of blue stairs leading down to the ground floor. They were designed in a zigzag formation, continuing on and on for what seemed like, forever.

It wasn’t Yoona’s first time at being kidnapped by her friend. Suzy had done that to her many times on multiple different occasions. But today, the familiar scenery of the descending stairs was unwelcoming. Not to mention, the see-through glass that acted as the walls of this passageway was too exposing and open for her taste. She could literally see the giant skyscrapers from here with a visibility record of 100%.

Yeah... Lee Enterprise is too rich for their own good.

“So, this baby here—” Suzy held up the thick folder. “—was delivered to the queen boss this morning. And like the curious, evil person I am, I snagged it before she could have a chance to read through the papers.”

Yoona raised her eyebrows at this before shaking her head in disappointment.

“No wonder files kept disappearing around Ji-Soo. She’s too dumb to notice her surroundings.”

“Exactly.” Suzy smirked before flipping through the pages. “And that is how ARIA files must have been stolen from her desk. She really needs to invest in a good secretary.”

Yoona couldn’t help but smile at this. Her uncle’s plaything ‘ARIA’ has been unresponsive for the past few days. The files continued to be missing while no-one has any idea as to what has been going on with ARIA. The large casino building is one of their major money-making sites here in the American branch.

“Anyways, back to the topic, there’s a postmortem report in this folder indicating that our lovely girl, Jung Jae-hee, might not be so innocent as we thought.” Suzy teased, flickering to a page filled with numerous Hangul symbols. “I’m not great at reading Hangul, but by the look of this, I can tell, Jae-hee had an intimate intercourse with her killer. It was right before she was killed. How exciting is that?”

Yoona was spooked by her friend’s glazed eyes.

“Exciting? How is it exciting?” She questioned.

“You very dumb dumb bimbo...” Suzy groaned, hitting Yoona on the head. “Jae-hee was known to have a special, unique taste in men. Whoever she chose to be worthy of her attention, was a diamond from the rarest mines. Think about all the boys that surrounded her. Danny, Brad, Jackson, Bambam and our very own, Taemin.”

The older girl scoffed at her eldest cousin’s name.

“Taemin had a crush on her?” Yoona asked, whacking her brain to remember all the interactions between the two people she despises.

“He still does. Why do you think this baby is here in my hands?” Suzy said in glee, pointing at the opened folder.

“So, what’s the point?”

“The point is that my dear Yuri, Jae-hee had an impeccable taste in men. Which means whoever she had sex with was just as impeccable as her taste. Wanna see who that could be? There are few delicious choices in here.”

The older girl felt scared at her friend’s weird taste in men. She wanted them to bond over a series of hot killers? No thanks.

“No.” Yoona said, shaking her head. “You seriously have a messed up kink regarding these ‘delicious choices’. I’m not interested.” She continued, standing up on her feet.

“Honey, you haven't experienced the dark, steamy side of the world of guns. So women up and sit down.” The younger girl pressured, tugging down on Yoona, forcibly. The force of the little tug, sent the older girl spiralling down onto her bottom.

“Ya!” Yoona shrieked but was ignored by the younger girl.

Suzy threw a smirk in Yoona’s direction before she opened her mouth to recite the names of the killers like an intimate, sex broadcast on a radio.

Yeah, she was that crazy.

“Suspect number one: Do Kyung-soo. Code name is D.O. Height is unknown and DOB is unknown. His occupation is being a freelance hot-headed assassin. He has a body count of 256 people including both women and children. He fights with his hands and bites with his mouth. Known to be very brutal with his victims and has a large thirst towards sex. He’s the maniac elf that even the local law enforcement can’t control.” Suzy read off the folder as Yoona sighed in defeat. She made herself comfortable on the stairs before glancing at the photo of the man that her friend was so intimately reading about.

“The guy looks normal to me.” Yoona commented, not feeling any kind of attraction from the young-ish looking boy. “He’s a bit cute, but not cute enough.”

“You hardly feel anything towards any boy, sweetheart.”

Yoona forced a smile back in her friend’s direction. If only her friend knew about the lost boys from her past.

“So, who’s next?”

Suzy gave a bright smile to Yoona. She patted the older girl in affection before flipping the page to the next person.

“Suspect number two: Kwon Ji-yong. Code name: G-dragon. He’s a sniper, mainly works for the local gang called ‘Big Bang’. But it says here, he’s known to have involved in various assassinations of high profile victims. He’s a bit old for our age but still, he has an impeccable taste in women. Who knows Jae-hee might have fucked him before she departed to hell.”

Yoona looked closely at the picture. The guy looked a bit familiar. Or was it his eyes that reminded her of someone?

“Wait...” she said slowly, letting an old memory resurface. “Isn’t he—”

“Yup. The one and only.” Suzy nodded, cutting her off with a wicked smirk. “Jae-hee must have been one lucky girl to bang one of the most wanted criminals in the world.”

Kwon Ji-yong, AKA the G-dragon, was one of the snipers who was involved in the assassination of Donald Trump, the deceased president of United States of America. The attack took place an year ago. Upon deeper investigations, it was revealed that a series of snipers and killers were hired to kill the president. It was a month of horror for all of Americans and the president himself. There were so many attacks, so many explosions, the streets were flooded with criminals trying to get to the 73 year old man. But in the end, it was the two Asian killers who managed to cut the old man off. And Kwon Ji-yong was one of those Asian killers. The only one who had his face plastered on every news channel.

“Wow..” Yoona gaped at the new information.

“I know right? When I saw him, I had the same reaction.” Suzy commented, running her fingers through the photo. “Too bad he's a wanted criminal. I would have loved to bang this beauty.”

Yoona cringed at the cliche.

“He has a tattoo.” She offered, trying to get Suzy’s glazed eyes off the photo. “A large insect tattoo.”

“So he does.” Her friend teased with a devilish smirk.

“And multiple ear piercings.”

“So he does.”

“He’s not good. He’s bad.”

“Doesn’t matter to me.” Suzy countered with another smirk. “After all, bad boys are known to bring the heaven to you.”

Yoona groaned at her friend’s infatuation with criminal boys. The very first year into their friendship, Yoona had discovered the crazy obsession of bad boys that lives inside the younger girl. It peeked out from time to time whenever the younger girl’s sexual frustration increased, which by the way was a lot of times. Maybe that’s why the 24 year old was no longer a virgin. The pure innocence was lost in a dark, steamy one night stand three years ago.

“You’re still stuck on that boy, aren’t you?” Yoona questioned when she saw Suzy fingering the little trinket in her neck. It was a little necklace piece shaped into a Bluebell, hanging dangerously close to her round cleavage. It always makes a bell like noise whenever it was moved by her fingers or her olive skin.

“Who?” Suzy asked, snapping out of her glazed look. She was still fingering the little necklace.

“You know... that tall, steamy, purple-haired sex god who let you ride him for hours and hours.” Yoona teased, finally enjoying the moment.

A small hue of red appeared on Suzy’s cheeks. Her lips curled into a small smile as a warm feeling entered her chest.

Yoona chuckled at the blushing young girl. That boy must have been very special to cause the great Bae Suzy to blush like a little girl.

“Hush... stop laughing. It’s not funny. We’re going off topic!” Suzy exclaimed, flicking at Yoona’s obvious giggling state. “Yuri, Stop!” The younger begged. “We have to focus on Jae-hee!”

“Oh come on!” Yoona whined, flicking at the folder. “I’m more interested in your steamy one night stand than this folder full of lazy criminals.” The words caused Suzy’s ears to turn red. “Come on, let me do the honours.”

A terrified look appeared in Suzy’s eyes. Before the younger girl could react, Yoona had already snatched the folder out of Suzi’s fingers before throwing it over the railings. It clattered down the small, narrow gap quietly before a loud thump was heard indicating that the thick file has touched down on the ground floor.

Suzy gaped at her friend’s actions before looking down the railings. Yoona followed the same movements, only to discover the large heap of flying papers still descending down the stairs slowly due to the air and their light weight. The black folder itself was lying limply on the bottom floor like a dead man.

“Y-you just... oh my god!” Suzy couldn’t form the words. She looked so shocked that Yoona tried not to look too guilty. Looks like her habits of being unpredictable were acting up again. “That was Ji-soo’s file you dumb child! I was gonna put it back. But now it’s...”

“Don’t worry, she’ll just think it’s lost like the ARIA files.” Yoona shrugged before pulling the younger girl away from the railings. “Now tell me more about your knight in the shinning armour.”

It’s funny how Yoona changed her mood so quickly. A moment ago she wanted nothing more than to run away from Suzy’s constant prodding into her dead boss’s case and now, she wanted nothing more than Suzy to tell her about the dreamy boy she encountered in her euphoric adventures three years ago. She didn’t even care about the giant stairwell that was now flooded with colourful photographs and Korean paperwork outlining the details of a very sensitive case around America and South Korea. Something that could put a lot of people in a tight spot.

“Please?” Yoona begged, trying not to cringe at herself. Suzy looked tormented between her friend and the file on the bottom floor. After few seconds, she sighed in defeat.

“Why do you want to know so much about my man, lady?” Suzy countered, not liking the sudden interest.

Yoona grinned to herself. I’m interested because then you will forget about that stupid murder case and not give me anymore of those painful headaches that I’m already dealing with. She played the words in her mind.

“Because I love a good romantic story.” She beamed at the younger girl. Lies. I hate romantic stories. They always end up with a sad ending. Like mine did.

“Fine.” Suzy agreed, still giving her friend a suspicious look. She clapped her hands before opening her mouth to recite the memorable night once again. But before she could, a loud noise from down below interrupted them. They both panicked as they heard a hoard of footsteps making up the staircase.

With no time to think, they sprinted out of the same fire exit door that they originally came through, just barely escaping the steely eyes of the eldest Lee child who was sprinting up the stairs to find the person who stole the files from his sister’s desk.

He grumbled when he couldn’t find anyone and stared hopelessly at the mess of photos and papers that covered the stairwell, revealing the origins of his illegal sources.

“Fuck.”

*******

“—it has now been confirmed that the missing vital organs of the girls found dead earlier in Chinatown, are up on the black market to be sold to the highest bidder. The local police force are trying to trace the source of origin, but nothing has been found yet. With this new killing spree, young girls are advised to stay in their homes until the culprit has been arrested. The death of these girls has raised awareness issues around—”

“I can’t believe he actually did that.” Jongin commented as he grimaced at the graphic pictures being displayed on the large TV. His elder brother who sat beside him also looked uncomfortable. “Hyung, you should keep him in South Korea. He’s too brutal for America.”

“I wish I could, Kai. But I might have pissed him off real bad this time.” Minseok admitted as he shivered at the screams he heard that day. He was a member of the mafia too. He has seen his fair share of murders and has indulged in various killings but bangtan?... Bangtan is on a completely different level compared to him. They were ruthless and crazy-minded.

“Where is he now?”

“Honestly speaking... I don’t know.” Minseok replied with a shake of his head. He exhaled loudly and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I have a feeling he’s still here, lurking around somewhere in the city.”

A tensed silence passed through them. Their body tensed up at the thought of their cousin still roaming around somewhere in the city. It’s dangerous for that guy to be here. The man had the most unstable mind in the group despite being the oldest and most responsible. He was an obsessed freak.

“This is too depressing for my liking.” The younger joked. Minseok couldn’t help but smile at the lame joke.

“Yeah, it is.”

There was a small pause between them, before Jongin spoke again.

“I wish Chen hyung was here. I miss him.”

The words were quiet and faint to the normal ears, but with minseok’s enhanced hearing, he heard every syllable. He also heard the painful longing that was hidden behind the tone. He looked at his youngest brother with a sad smile.

Kim Seokjin wasn’t the only one who had lost his love that night. Minseok had lost one of his little brothers that day. Kim Jongdae. He usually went by ‘Chen’. He was assigned as a bodyguard for the lovely Lee Yoona, swearing and dedicating his life to protect the girl who has once saved him when he was little.

“I miss him too, bud.” Minseok replied with the same tone. He really wanted his little brother back. But it was too late. The cheerful, playful boy was gone. He died that night, taking three shots to the chest for the very girl he was trying to protect.

Unknown to the Kim family, somewhere back in their home country, in a dark, dirty cell, a man laid on the floor, whimpering from the recent torture he has just received. His face was half burnt. His body was filled with numerous scars and painful wounds. He was shaking on the cold floor as he cried himself to sleep, thinking of only one thing. His brothers.

*******

“That was a close call.”

Yoona couldn’t agree more. She was slumped down onto her soft, leathery chair, relaxing as she closed her eyes and thought about the unexpected getaway she was involved in few hours ago. All thanks to Suzy of course.

The older girl glared at the younger girl who was invading her cubicle like a tall tree. Suzy’s eyes were focused on Yoona’s slumped state. After their hurried escape, they had separated into different directions, promising to meet up after the coast was clear.

“How can you be so relaxed, Yuri? We nearly got caught this morning!” Suzy whispered-yelled in a low voice. She was sitting on Yoona’s desk, a pile of papers acting as her cushion underneath her curved butt.

“The only thing I care about is that we escaped. And the fact that I will never let myself be kidnapped by you again.” Yoona muttered, poking a tongue out at the younger girl.

Her friend pouted.

“Oh come on!” Suzy whined. “We both know you were enjoying it.”

“Correction. You were enjoying it, I wasn’t. I was miserable.”

Wrong move.

“Fine, then be miserable forever.” The younger girl hissed before jumping off the table and leaving the workspace.

Yoona shook her head in disappointment. She was used to Suzy’s unexpected angry tantrums. Rubbing her head in complete tiredness, Yoona stood up and made her way to the furthest water station that served cold water and some cold ice cubes. Something that she truly needs to soothe the pain in her head.

Despite her bruises being healed, she still felt her body ache from time to time. The lack of a nutritional diet and her constant voyages of skipping meals produced sudden headaches and body weaknesses inside her. It sometimes affected her health in a bad way, but it doesn’t faze her even one bit. She’s careless with her existence. It’s something she has tried to work on but she never had the right motivation.

“Ahh... this feels nice.” She mutters to herself. The small bag of ice cubes was now placed against her forehead as she sipped onto the cold water quietly. The coldness from the bag was seeping into her skin, soothing the hot pain that penetrated her forehead like fire. She wanted nothing more than to fall asleep right here and then. But something stopped her.

A loud voice echoing behind her.

“ENOUGH!”

The loud volume of the voice was enough to tell her that it was coming from the nearest cabin which turned out to her uncle’s. Putting her makeshift ice bag and the water cup down, she walked further down the corridor that led to her uncle’s cabin. The curiosity cat inside her was bubbling to know the reason behind the loud voice. Her body shook in nervousness as her feet led her to a slightly ajar door. She stepped a bit closer and peaked through the small open space.

Her cousin Ji-Soo was crying as she held her right cheek with her hand. The tears that tickled down the younger girl’s face almost made Yoona regret her decision to eavesdrop. It was then her eyes travelled to the fuming figure that stood like an angry bull, pointing his angry, blazing eyes at his own daughter.

“Do you see this, Ji-Soo?” The man screeched, holding a stack of papers in her cousin’s face. “This means that someone transferred the property on their name, leaving us with no authorities over ARIA. They took possession of our one of the largest money making revenues in America. Do you know how it could affect our reputation here? Or back home? We will be mocked!”

Yoona griped the door frame a bit harder. She wasn’t surprised at the news, considering the disappearance of the property files was a dead giveaway, but she did feel a bit disappointed though. It doesn’t matter if Lee Enterprise is being controlled by her uncle right now. The company is still part of her family’s legacy. Any losses that it faces, it affected her directly. She had a sense of duty towards it. ARIA was one of the true blessings to their company. It brought a good fortune to them. So, loosing the property was a big disappointment to her.

“Appa, I swear it wasn’t my fault. I had no idea.” The younger girl whimpered as Yoona felt a pang of guilt hit her. She felt an urge to hug the girl. Despite her younger cousin’s hatred towards her, Ji-Soo was still her partially blood sister. Whether she admits it or not, they were related by blood. So, when her uncle raised her hand to hit Ji-Soo again, Yoona’s heart clenched at the sight. She held herself back from entering just in time to see another tall figure blocking the raised hand.

Taemin.

Her oldest cousin. The brother who fiercely loved his sisters except Yoona. He stood over Ji-Soo like a protective tiger.

“It wasn’t her fault.” He said firmly, gazing into the man’s eyes who gave him birth. Yoona bit her lip in silence. She felt jealous that her younger cousin is so lucky to have such a protective brother on her side. It nearly made her miss her dead sister who promised to stay by her side forever too.

“You of all people should know that Ji-Soo would never do this, dad. The files were stolen. It’s not her fault.”

The elder man huffed angrily at his son. He exhaled loudly before returning back to his seat.

Yoona felt a bit awkward standing there. She was about to move away is when her cousin’s next words stopped her.

“I know who did this.” His voice was laced with venom. “I know who stole the papers and sold them to a bidder.” There was a forced silence in the air, before he spoke again. “The Kim Industries.”

A sudden chill went down Yoona’s back. She lost the ability to breathe for a second. It’s been years since she had heard that name.

“Don’t be ridiculous. They all died that night.” Her uncle countered, grumbling to himself.

“No, not them. Their extended family. Kim Minseok.”

Yoona felt her eyes water at the familiar name. Minseok was one of the supposed brother she had when everyone was still alive. He took care of her just like her older sister. But after that night, he never got in contact with her. She figured either the man didn’t know she was alive or he hated her for killing his brothers. Four members from the Kim family died that night. It was enough for anyone to hate her, considering they all died protecting her.

“He’s been inactive for years, son.” The eldest Lee said, resting his head on his chair. Yoona could see Ji-Soo cowering in her spot on the fancy couch. “He’s an emotional mess due to his brothers deaths.”

Guilt hit Yoona like a wave of water. Was the man she considered as her older brother was really messed up due to his brothers deaths? Does that mean he hates her?

“Kim Minseok has been very much involved with everything we have neglected, dad.” Taemin’s voice echoed through the small gap. “He’s been eating off our hands without a blink from us. I just discovered his little projects.” A slam of a heavy folder sounded among the room. “He has been gambling in the mafia since the very beginning, staying under the radar to avoid us. All the projects we have been involved in, his company, Kim industries, has been snagging them one by one. And ARIA is one of them. Even after those little bastards are dead, their family line still continued to dominate us.”

The 26 year old felt her fingers grip the doorframe tightly.

“How far off is he?” There was a thick tension radiating from the room. Everything had gone so quiet suddenly.

“Far enough to topple down the lowest of our rank in the circle.”

The circle. Yoona has heard about them before. A mysterious group of leaders. The term has come up in many of her uncle’s secret conversations when she had accidentally stumble upon them. Like today.

There was a silence in the room before something creeked and the door she was leaning on, swung open, toppling her balance and crashing her down to the floor. She groaned slightly at the pain. That was until someone gripped her hair and dragged her into the room.

She bit onto her lips from screaming out.

“We have a pest here, dad.” Yoona gulped as she recognised the harsh voice of her oldest cousin. Her luck has finally ran out. “Let’s teach her a little lesson.”

Squeezing her eyes shut, she waited for the fateful slap that would grace her cheek... but after a minute of waiting, it never came. She slowly opened her eyes to see what was happening.

Taemin’s raised hand was being blocked off by another arm. The arm that was covered in a stripy grey suit with the finest material known to mankind. Only one person in the family has a taste for rare things. Her uncle.

“Leave her.” Her uncle’s firm voice cut through the thick silence. Both of his children stood gaping at the man. As for Yoona, she was surprised and shocked to hear the words. Lee Sung-Woo has never defended Yoona before. Her uncle was the one who gave his wife and children permission to torment her with verbal, physical and mental abuse. He let them break her down into bits as he watched from his throne quietly, not giving any care to his beaten and bruised niece. So, why now?

“But dad—”

“I said, leave her.” The older man repeated the words with a dark undertone to his voice. His son shivered before dropping his hand to his side. Yoona glanced at her eldest cousin, only to see him glaring at her. Something told her that she was still in the danger zone.

The elder Lee turned to face her, his light brown eyes boring into her dark ones.

“Get up, Yoona. I have a job for you.” He said, giving her a genuine smile that raised red flags in her head. His face showed the kind features he had mastered over the years while his eyes reflected his true intentions towards her.

Still stunned by his words, Yoona didn’t move from her position on the ground. She still sat on her knees, dress ruffled at places and hair pulled out into a messy hodgepodge due to her eldest cousin’s tight grip on her.

A sudden pain enveloped her when the same man applied a bit of strain onto her escaping roots, causing her to whimper softly.

“Don’t push your luck, pest.” She clenched her jaw at his words, holding herself back from bitting at him. It will sign her an eternity of pain if she ever did.

Slowly but surely, the 26 years old beauty picked herself up from the floor. She stood on her feet with shaky legs as her uncle walked back to his leather chair in the middle of the room.

“I won’t ask you how much you have heard because I know you have heard everything.” The male spoke, rubbing his hands together. “And frankly, it’s a good thing you know this now.” Yoona was puzzled by his words. “Do you remember Minseok?” She nodded which earned her a small laugh from him. “He always stuck around you and your sister like a magnet.”

Yoona bit her lips. Was he mocking her?

By now, she has been forcibly pushed onto a chair, across from her uncle’s table.

“Do you know he hates you?” Her body stiffened. “I bet this vendetta he has going on against Lee Enterprise is because of you. I mean, you were the reason for the death of his brothers after all. How can he not hate you?” Yoona felt a chill run down her back at those words. Her chest ached at the idea of Kim Minseok hating on her. She knew he did, but it hurts a lot when someone say that to her directly. “You very well know who was the target that night.” Yes, she knew. Yoona was the target. Lee Yoona and her older sister. The offspring of the current Lee family.

“And you know why he—” Before he could continue, Yoona cut him off with her hand banging on the dark polished table.

“You don’t need to tell me the past because I know what happened.” She hissed, trying to keep her tears at bay. “I know they died because of me. What do you actually want, uncle?”

A sudden pull on her hair was enough to know that his bratty children are acting up again. She could feel the long nails behind this one. It has to be her darling female cousin.

“Let her go, Ji-Soo.”

“But appa...”

“Let. Her. Go.” The younger child growled before letting go of Yoona’s hair. The 26 year old was surprised at the sudden change in her younger cousin’s behaviour. One moment she was crying and the second she’s on her feet like a wild cat, ready to tear her apart.

“What do you want from me?” Yoona demanded after a full minute of silence.

Traces of a faint smile appeared on her uncle’s lips. He pulled something out of his nearest cabinet and slapped it down onto the table infront of her. She stared at it blankly. It was a large yellow envelope about the size of an A4 page.

“I want you to go on a little trip for me. It’s indefinite of course.” He pointed to the envelope. “All your tickets, identity papers and everything else is in that envelope. You are going to be starting a new life. A new name, a new look and a new identity. Congrats Yoona, you are the new executive director of Lee Enterprise for the Korean branch. You’re going back home.”

“What?!” Three different voices in the room screamed, and Yoona was one of them.

“What do you mean?” She asked, stunned at the words he just blurted out.

His children were also looking at him in shock. Ji-soo’s hand was curled around a nearby couch pillow while Taemin’s fist was turning white due to the pressure he was applying on the chair next to Yoona.

The 26 year old flinched when the leather of the chair curved inwards at the raw strength. She looked at her uncle in obvious shock and fear.

“We need a new person to take the position. It been chaotic in our home country. Since you are practically useless to me right now, I have assigned you as the acting head. The position is yours to work with.”

“What—No!” Ji-Soo said in outrage. “That’s my position! How could you just give it to her?”

“I don’t need to explain my reasons to you, Ji-Soo.”

“But appa—” the girl looked appalled at her father.

“Leave my office. Both of you. Now.” The direct order was cold and piercing to his children’s hearts. The man who had never raised his voice on his kids, unless they did something wrong, is choosing their dirty cousin over them.

When Yoona heard the loud slams of the cabin’s door, she lifted her eyes up to the old man.

“Let’s talk in peace, shall we?”

********

Meanwhile, miles away from America and right into the heart of South Korea, a dark figure, clad in the most darkest attire of an assassin, battled his way through a crowd of armed men as his silver blade pierced through their bodies one by one. With each duck and with each stroke of his blade, blood spilled out onto him like splashes of water. The oncoming rain from above hit him like bullets as he rolled on the wet pavement and slashed at yet another men. His clothing that was designed in the most expensive polymer, tightened around his lean figure as he bent, jumped and rolled under various stalls to avoid the oncoming slaughter of the real bullets, aimed directly at his prominent limbs.

“Ya, hyung!” A childish voice whined from behind him. “Hurry up and save me already. I’m hungry!” A young boy said, jingling the silver metal cuffs on his wrist. He was sitting on a nearby stall, sucking onto a lollipop as armed men surrounded him.

The boy was unfazed by the ring leader who tried to make him cower in fear.

“Pali, Pali hyung!” He whined again when the ring leader tried to take away his lollipop. “Ya! You little cockroach, let go of my lollipop or I swear I’ll stuff your butthole with them.”

The assassin who was in the middle of a trio fight, shook his head in annoyance. He bent and rolled on the ground, letting his blade do the work instead.

“Aish.. this kid.” He muttered to himself before throwing one of his trusty knives at the grubby hands of the ring leader. The old, puggy man screeched in pain as his right hand is pierced by a pointy blade in the shape of a Star. “Stay the fuck away from my brother’s lollipop!”

The said brother smiled and continued to suck on the juicy blob of sugar.

Another minute passed, and the assassin’s enemies has decreased in numbers. Bodies piled up the wet pavement as the last of the armed men fell to the ground with a sliced neck. The only one remained was the puggy ring leader and his two trusted men.

“Daebak! Hyung, your awesome!” The younger boy cheered, clapping his cuffed hands together like a teenage Pom Pom girl. His light brown hair also bounced as he jumped up and down.“I feel so proud. My hyung is the best!”

The said hyung scoffed. He has heard that line several times from the younger boy on many different occasions.

“You say the same thing to others, Jungkookie.”

“No, I don’t.” The boy lied, giving the elder a huge, innocent pout. The tongue that has now turned blue due to the lollipop he has been sucking, lapsed around his puffy lips like a little boy. “Pali, Pali! Save me and let’s go for dinner.” He whined again, pouting his lips and widening his doe-eyes.

“Aish...” The said assassin grumbled before raising his sword like a true ninja. He grit his teeth and charged at the last remaining set of men.

A minute later, all three them fell lifelessly on the ground with broken limbs. The younger bunny boy cheered, jumping on the stall like a little kid.

“Yay! Let’s go for hotdogs now!”

The assassin clad in black huffed and wiped his sword clean with his sleeves. He stashed it back into its holster behind him before tugging on his younger brother’s metal cuffs and pulling him off the stall with one hard pull.

The said boy stumbled to his feet before landing on the wet pavement with a thud. His pretty, child-like face turned into a scowl as he felt the rain water seep into his black pants.

“Hyung!” He exclaimed angrily.

“This is the only favour I’m doing for you, Jungkookie” The assassin said in a husky voice as he removed his face mask. He pulled his hood back, revealing a nest of dark orange hair. “Go back home or I’ll dob on you. Next time you get kidnapped by goons, fight your way out. Don’t call me for help.”

“But it’s fun watching you fight.” The boy whined innocently. But he stopped when he noticed his hyung’s narrowed eyes. “Fine. Whatever.”

And with that he pulled himself up on his feet, discarding the metal cuffs on the ground with no help. His hands swiped another lollipop out of his pocket before he skipped away, throwing a simple smirk over his shoulders.

“I swear I’m going to skewer him one day.” The assassin mumbled before shaking his head. Who is he kidding? The bright, sunny angel inside him would never let the dark ninja kill his maknae.

Stupid brotherly bonds.

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Kindred Spirit (Taehyung X You) (ONESHOT)

A/N: The full version of the Taehyung fanfic, but I changed it a little from the preview I posted. Hope its okay 😘 also, im not sure whats an "er of their marriage" means exactly? But i take it their life after marriage? Ill make an epilogue of that soon! 😘

"Ive been an idol for years Y/N and you have never once come to see me perform? Dont you know people would die for all the free passes and tickets I left for you?!" Her bestfriend grumbles, hands crossed over his chest, his pout over an inch long.

Y/N laughs.

"Thats why I said you should give it to someone else thats actually have time to go watch you,"

"But you are my best friend. BESTFRIEND Y/N. How is is possible you never once saw me perform? And you dont even know any of my bandmates? How is that possible??" Yoongi keeps on grumbling in disbelief.

"Well.. Min Yoongi. I can give you an answer. Because I'm busy with real life okay. You know my appa wants me to take over soon. You know I dont do it on purpose right?" Y/N pouts, hoping if shes cute enough, or looks guilty enough Yoongi would actually forgive her.

"Nope. Your puppy face wont cut it this time,"

Damn.

"You are coming. And if I dont see you cheering your ass off tomorrow night, front row, our friendship is over. Over I say!"

And thats is why Y/N is running and pushing through the excited crowd of boys and girls in the stadium, trying to find her section. She made it! She almost didnt, but almost didnt matter. Shes here now. All dressed in her work clothes, with what is supposed to be called an Army Bomb in her hand, something that her secretary shoved in her bag earlier, saying its a must have for an Army. She dont even know what an Army is!

As the show starts, Y/N jumps to the music, smiling proudly everytime Yoongi make an appearance. She has heard him rapped before, but she never seen him this charismatic. Its as if the man on stage is not even the dorky Yoongi she has known for years. And his band members... wow. All so talented, all so good looking.

As the concert ended, Y/N makes her way backstage, flashing the pass Yoongi gave her and make her way through series of dressing room, trying to find the one where the boys are in.

"Must be this one," she followed the door that has the most sound and lights to find the boys chatting, congratulating each other. "Uh, Yoongi?" Y/N calls out softly, feeling awkward. Is she even supposed to be here?

"Oh you are here. God, cant believe you actually made it!" Yoongi rushed over and gave her a tight hug. "Wait, I'll introduce you to the others, but I need to change my pants first. Wait here, dont move!" Before she could say anything, Yoongi has already ran off.

"Uh.. okay. Ill stay here I guess," she moved herself timidly to a corner and stands awkwardly, hoping no one would notice her. But wishes dont always come true.

"Hey, uh..." a guy, a very handsome guy, who Y/N recognizes as one of Yoongi's band members, but cant be sure who, approached her.

"Uh.. yes? A-am I not supposed to be here? Im sorry. Im just waiting for Y-"

"Oh, no. I just want to ask you. Wheres the bathroom?"

"Huh?" Y/N looks at the guy curiously. Is he for real? He had a three day back to back concert here and today is the third day. And he doesnt know where the bathroom is? And he is asking... her? Y/N laughs before answering. So weird.

"Uh.. I-"

Smack.

"You know very well where the bathroom is you idiot. What are you talking about?" Yoongi who just came back smacked the guy's head.

"Ouchhh, hyunggg," he pouted, rubbing his head.

"Serves you right. Thats the worse and most cringy pick up line ever!"

"Hyunggggg, shut upppp," the guy eyed Y/N shyly and glares at his hyung and turn his attention back on her. "S-sorry. I just wanted to talk to you but I dont want to scare you off," he grins sheepishly.

"Oh, its okay. Im not a stalker. I'm here because Yoongs invited me. I'm Y/N," she hands out her hand for a handshake. "And no, I dont know where the bathroom is," she giggles.

Yoongi rolls his eye and smacks his forehead at the lame attempt of flirting the younger man is doing.

"Hi Y/N. I'm Taehyung," he grips her hand and shakes it. "Kim Taehyung. And I'm the guy you will be having coffee with tonight," he grins.

/////

"Okay, so do you have a boyfriend?"

"No appa, I dont," Y/N sighs, frustrated.

"Then uh.... do you not like men? I mean, Im okay with that sweetheart, as long as you are happy..."

Y/N smile a little. Her appa is the most adorable man ever existed.

"Appa, no!" She giggles.

"Okay, okay. Im just asking. You know I will support you always princess," her appa smile and she can see a small sigh of relieve. "Then what is it sweetheart? Why are you so against this marriage with Hyun Dae?"

"Well, for one, I think arranged marriage is so old school appa," she pouts. "We are not living in the 60s or 20s or whatever year you and eomma are from,"

"How old do you think we are? The 20s?!" Her appa laughs. "Arranged marriage is not so bad you know,"

"Its not bad at all. I actually found the love of my life," her eomma gets up from the couch and link arms with her husband. "Although he is quite annoying at first," she laughs. Y/N's appa leans and kiss the top of her mothers head.

"Its the best decision ever," he smiles.

Y/N roll her eyes. It is well known between their family, friends and community that her parents are as in love as ever. They were from two wealthy family, arranged to be married, and lucky for them, they were each other soulmates.

"Appa, eomma, just because you two are lucky doesnt mean everyone is,"

"But sweetheart, Hyun Dae is everything a man can be. Hes very kind, smart, hes taking over his appa's business, he loves animals, arts, kids. Everything that you like. And plus, you two are quite close too. Why are you so against it?"

Y/N sighs.

"I dont know. Maybe a little part of me wants that traditional love story you know? To fall madly in love with someone and then get married?" She sighs and lays her head on her elbow. Her parents look at each other before her eomma approached her slowly, stroking her hair slowly.

"Sweetheart... are you in love with someone?"

"Well..." Y/N scratched her neck, avoiding their intrusive eyes. Her lips immediately curl into a small smile as an image immediately pops inside her head. Boxy smile, deep voice, always happy, positive outlook on everything. The one guy who made her deeply fall in love.

"Oh my dear, who is it? Why didnt you tell us?" Her eomma smile widely, clapping her hand in excitement.

"Well.. its uh.. because I dont know if he feels the same way..."

"Have you told him yet? Whoever this lucky person is?" Her appa take a step closer to her, smiling. His princess' happiness is everything to him.

"N-no. Not yet. I dont know. Should I?"

"You should sweetheart. Or how else would he know? And he most definitely feels the same way,"

"Do you think so appa?"

"I know so," he smiles. "Who in the world wouldnt fall in love with you sweetheart?"

Y/N smiles. Her parents are the best.

"Then I'll tell him. I'll tell him tomorrow,"

/////

"I like you Taehyung,"

A few moments past without either one saying anything. The air that pricks her skins feels colder. But nothing is colder that Taehyung's stare that is emotionless in front of her right now.

"Uh.. what? I heard you wrong I think," he laughs awkwardly.

"I... like you Taehyung,"

"Well, I like you too. Of course. You are one of my closest friends," Taehyung smiles. Y/N feels her heart suffocating but still puts on a brave face. Maybe he dont understand what she meant. Taehyung can be oblivious sometimes.

"I like you Taehyung," Y/N says it much clearer this time. "I.. love you. I love you Kim Taehyung. Like for real,"

"Listen..," he sighs after a few moment of silence. "I'm really flattered that you uh.. have feelings for me. And I know we have developed some degree of friendship, but... you thats what you are... just a friend," he looks at her with his deep gaze. "Yoongi's hyung friend to be exact,"

"Yoongi's friend?" Y/N looks at him, eyes filled with confusion. "After all this time. Is that all I am to you Tae? Your hyung's friend?"

"You know what I mean Y/N. You know how we met-"

"Yeah, I know how we met Tae.. but I though after all these time and moments we had..."

"That I would think of you as more? That I would fall in love with you?" Taehyung sighs. "I'm sorry if you felt like I lead you on. Thats just me. I'm just friendly. Im this way with everyone. But come on Y/N. Look at the facts. How can I be with you? I'm a worldstar, and you are well... you,"

Y/N felt like Taehyung just stabbed hee heart a million times. What does he mean that shes just.. her? Whats so wrong about being her?

"I enjoy our friendship, our interaction Y/N, but no more than that. And I am sorry to say that I am in a relationship. We havent gone public yet, but we are planning to, by this week,"

"I-in a relationship? With who Tae? A-and you didnt even bother to tell me? After all the time we spent together?" Y/N feels like screaming, but she knows she has no right to do so. All she can do is hold in her tears that can easily burst at any time.

"I think you know her," he smiles. Oblivious to the pain that Y/N is feeling. "Oraia. The new idol,"

"Oraia?" Oh Y/N knows the girl perfectly well. Pretty, fashionable, great at singing, dancing. Any guy would kill to have her. Including Taehyung it seems.

"I-I have to know Tae. W-why her? H-how?" Y/N managed to choked out her question.

"Oraia is the perfect girl for me," Taehyung smile at the thoughts of her, proving how in love he is, making Y/N's heart breaks even more. "An idol, beautiful, talented, shes basically the female version of me. So I'm sorry, but you..." Taehyung stops, trying to find the right word to describe what hes saying. "You and me Y/N... we are just worlds apart,"

"You are not a worldstar when I met you. You are not that like this when I met you," Y/N said softly, holding in tears. "We are not that much different from each other Tae,"

Taehyung gave a sad smile, no, a pity smile, before standing up, ready to leave.

"You can think whatever you want Y/N. But if you ever think we can be together..." he sighs and looks at her and gave her another pity smile. "If only things were different. In another world, maybe we would have been together.Goodbye Y/N,"

/////

Y/N closes her eyes, tears rolling down both her cheeks, already mixed together with the pouring rain as she walks home. Maybe the rain will wash away her feelings for Taehyung. Her stupid feelings for Taehyung. Different world? Taehyung's world is what she wanted to avoid her whole life. Glitz, glamour, fame, riches... Y/N cries out as loud as her heart wanted, thankful no one can hear her in the heavy rain. Shes just not enough for him. Thats the real reason. And she will never be for Kim Taehyung.

Days passed and Y/N has been locked up in her room ever since that disasterous day. Her parents have given up trying to find out what happen and finally left her alone.

And this week is finally the week Y/N dread the most. All the entertainment news, magazines, gossip websites are buzzing with the announcement that has just been made all week.

Y/N looks at the glossy pictures of the scattered tabloids in front of her again. The intimate pictures getting blurry as her eyes gets wetter. Taehyung's voice replayed in her brain like a broken record.

"An idol, beautiful, talented, shes basically the female version of me. So I'm sorry, but you..." Taehyung stops, trying to find the right word to describe what hes saying. "You and me Y/N... we are just worlds apart,"

With a deep breath, she crumples the pages that reflects the beautiful relationship that is Taehyung and Oraia, wipe her eyes and walked downstairs to where her parents are drinking tea, enjoying their evening in their luxurious lounge.

"Oh Y/N. You are finally out. How are you feeling honey? Want to join us sweetheart?" Her mother looked up from the magazine shes reading and smile, her father the same, offering her a seat besides them.

"N-no. Thanks though. And I feel better," she gave a small smile. "Eomma, appa, I have something to tell you guys," she said, heart beating fast.

"What is it honey?"

"Appa, eomma, I have thought it through. I agree to your proposal. I agree with the arranged marriage to Hyun Dae,"

Her parents looks at each other, surprised.

"Sweetheart, are you sure? You dont have to rush into this. You should take your time and think i-"

"No appa. I am sure this time," she gave a smile, hoping it would convince them. "I want to marry Hyun Dae. I think he and I will make a very happy marriage,"

"W-well.." her eomma looks unsure. "Okay.. then,"

"If you are sure sweetheart. Then we will start setting it up," her appa stood up and hugs her. "Just know that we both love you so much and want nothing but your happiness,"

Y/N nods slowly, tears brimming in her eyes, softly she whispers,

"Me too appa, me too..,"

/////

Tupp. Tupp.

Y/N looks over the sliding door that opens up to her huge balcony. What is that sound? Panicking, she grab the first thing she can reach, a hairbrush, and walk slowly to the glass sliding door.

Tupp. Tupp.

The sound continue. Taking a deep breath she bravely slides open the door.

"Ouchhh," she rubs her head. "What the hell?" She looks around to find what hit her. "A pebble?"

"Oh no, did I hit you?" A voice called out. Y/N looks over the balcony.

"Hyun Dae? What are you doing here? Its 2am!"

"I, uh.. I want to talk to you," he grins.

"Theres this thing call a telephone you know? Or a front door? Havent use one of those?" She glares and Hyun Dae laughs.

"Sorry. I just thought this Romeo and Juliet shit is romantic you know?" He laughs and Y/N rolls her eyes. "Can you come down? Lets take a walk in your garden,"

"Come down from here? Like Rapunzel?!"

Hyun Dae laughs. "Oh my god, how are you so adorable? Of course not! Use the front door silly,"

Y/N giggles. "Okay. Be right there,"

A few minutes later, they were strolling in Y/N's family flower garden, inhaling the fresh night air.

"So? What is it you want to talk about that cant wait until daylight?"

"Well," Hyun Dae stop walking and pull her hand, sitting her down on the stone bench. "I just want to do it properly and formally," he smiles and kneels down in front of her, holding her hand.

Y/N looks at him, both nervous and confused.

"Y/N, you dont know how truly happy, grateful, excited, speechless, ecstatic I am that you agreed to marry me. I have been in love with you since forever," he smiles and blush slightly. "And I know this is just an arranged marriage to you, and you dont love me. But right here, right now, I promise you, that I will make you the happiest girl alive, that I will love you despite everything and anything, and everything you wish for princess, is my command,"

Y/N feels her heart beats faster.

"L/N Y/N, will you marry me and make me the luckiest man ever lived?"

Without a doubt, without a single second of hesitation, she nodded.

"Yes, yes, definitely yes,"

/////

"You look distracted. Whats wrong?" Yoongi glance at Taehyung whos just staring blankly at his mirror as they are changing and cleaning up their makeup.

"Uh... nothing hyung," Taehyung quickly pretends to clean up his things.

"Its not nothing. You have been distracted for a few weeks now. I didnt want to say anything because I thought you would snap out of it but its just getting worse,"

"Its really nothing hyung!" Taehyung snaps and plop down on his chair, sighing. Yoongi shrugs and decide to give him some space. "Err.. hyung?"

"Yeah?"

"Why..uh... why doesnt Y/N come over to our shows anymore?" Taehyung finally open up his mouth to ask. Since that first time they met, she has always been around, cheering for them, right at the front row. But after her confession, he didnt see her anymore. Yeah, he felt bad about what he said and he tried calling, texting, video calling.. but nothing. Shes totally ignoring him. He wanted to meet her at her house, or her work place, until he realized he didnt know where to go. In fact, he didnt know anything about her. All the time they hung out, he only always talk about him. His life, his problems. Him. As if its that interesting. He sighs again.

Yoongi side eyed him.

"Is that what disturbing you? Y/N?"

"N-no. Im just curious,"

"Oh, okay then. Then the answer is, I dont want to tell you," Yoongi picks up his stuff and walk off.

Of course. Of course his hyung knows. Yoongi and Y/N are best friends afterall. Taehyung sighs. Well, maybe he deserves this. But still... he doesnt want to admit it to anybody, even himself, but deep down, he miss her. Really miss her.

/////

"Okay guys, lets go. We need to get ready," Namjoom clap his hands as a way to make his members make their way to the dressing room. Its awards season finally, and they need to get ready for their stage. Taehyung makes his way with his hyung to the back of the stage, wishing for all this to be over soon. He really wants to just rest his head.

As he was putting on the final touches he turns to the door and saw Y/N standing there, all dressed in a beautiful gown, fit for an award show. His first thought is, wow, and the second is that his eyes are playing tricks on him. But as Y/N makes her way inside and hugs Yoongi, he knows this is reality. Taehyung smiles. He cant help it. Did Yoongi told her about what he said a few days back and now shes here to see him?

Taehyung walks over the moment he gets the chance to get her alone.

"Hey," Taehyung smiles.

"Um.. hey," Y/N smiles awkwardly.

"So, why are you here? You miss me or something? Or are you stalking me?" He laughs.

"No, I'm actually h-"

"Hey baby, there you are. The crew said you went in first," A handsome guy, and obviously a chaebol makes his way to them, giving Y/N a kiss on the cheek and hugging her waist.

"Hi babe," she smiles. "Yeah, I went in to see Yoongi. Its time you meet my mysterious bestie,"

Taehyung was silenced, eyeing the man up and down. Baby? Cheek kissing? Waist hugging? Who is this guy?

"Oh is this Yoongi?" He smiles and held out a hand. Taehyung took it reluctantly.

"Oh no no. This is Kim Taehyung. Hes uh... Yoongi's band member,"

Yoongi's band member? Thats all he is??

"Oh okay. Hi, I'm Hyun Dae," he smiles and shakes Taehyung's hand before hugging Y/N's waist again. Taehyung felt like pulling off his arm, and he dont know why he felt that way.

"Lets go meet Yoongi," Y/N smiles and bows to him and move over to Yoongi, leaving Taehyung still staring at them. Once Yoongi and Hyun Dae are caught up in a conversation, Taehyung immediatly grab Y/N by the elbow and drag her to the side.

"Ouchh. What the hell Tae?!"

"Are you seriously this petty?" Taehyung scoffs.

"Petty?? What are you even talking about?"

"Fine, I rejected you. So now you are bringing this... this... stuck up someone here for what? To show me that you have moved on? To make me jealous?" Taehyung scoffs again. "As if,"

"What?!" Y/N looks at him in disbelief. "God Taehyung, you are so full of yourself! Hes not stuck up! And I'm not here for you!"

"Yeah right," Taehyung smile sarcastically. "So, hyung told you I asked and the next show you brought a man over? Please Y/N, have some pride,"

"What are you even talking about? Yoongs never talked about you. At all! Im here becaus-"

"Oh Taehyung, you have already met," his manager interrupted the conversation and bows to Y/N as Hyun Dae join her side. "Okay guys, gather round. I think all of you must already know about The Empire. As you know, their company owns and organized all show events in Korea and is one of the biggest in the music industry, among others. The president cant make it, so his daughter is here instead. And she and her fiancee just wants to meet all the artists her tonight to express their gratitude,"

Y/N and Hyun Dae bows and smiles to everyone as Taehyung stands frozen in place, the only thing he can hear is 'fiance'. Y/N is... engaged?

And... shes an heir?

"You and me Y/N... we are just worlds apart,"

Yeah, they are worlds apart. He was right. But the truth is, Taehyung is the one whos way beneath her.

/////

"Lets go, lets go peopleeee," Namjoon clapped his hands a sign for them to get moving. Taehyung and the rest of the members climbed up their black van, still yawning from having to wake up early in the morning. They are off to another country for a month for their variety show shoot. A special content, the management said. Something to do with their new sponsors. Taehyung never really pay attention to all the boring details, all he knows is, he will do what he is asked to do, no question asked.

But as they land and making their way out from their private plane, Taehyung, still half asleep, need to take a double take when he saw Y/N and her fiance at the arrivals, standing atound with the crew, their luggage all around them.

"H-hyung?" He nervously tapped Yoongi's shoulder.

"What?" Yoongi grumbled, still cranky from being awaken from his beauty sleep on the plane.

"Are my eyes playing tricks on me or is that uh... Y/N?" Taehyung really wished he has gone crazy. Thats he is seeing things. That Yoongi will look at him funny and tell him theres no Y/N. And Yoongi did look at him funny, but his answer is totally not what hes expecting.

"Dont you know? Her father's company is our new sponsor for the show and they are here to monitor the shoot,"

Taehyung stopped in his tracks. He dont know why the news startled him. It shouldnt be affecting him at all. Right? Even he dont understand what he is feeling as he looked over to Y/N and Hyun Dae smiling at each other. Anger? Sadness? Happy? He cant be sure. But one thing he knows for sure, its going to be one hell of a month.

/////

"So... you arent going to tell me that you are engaged?" Taehyung jogged lightly, to catch up with Y/N whom he saw is taking a morning walk from his hotel roon window. They have free schedule for the first day and what luck, the first thing he saw this morning is Y/N, alone. Without that stupid chaebol.

"Oh, uh hi Taehyung," Y/N, startled at his presence, give a small smile and a polite bow.

"Hi Y/N," he smile. Honestly, he missed her. Well, they were pretty close before. As friends. Yes, of course as friends and nothing more! Taehyung reminded himself. "But seriously, you are never going to tell me you are engaged?"

"Do I have to?" Y/N raised an eyebrow. "I mean, I'm not even sure if I'm your friend or yoongis friend or whatever, you know? And I dont think you be interested to know anyway," she picked up her pace but Taehyung managed to catch up.

"What do you mean?! Of course I wanna know! And of course we are friends! And you didnt think to tell me that you father own half of Korea's music industry?" He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

"Well, you never ask. And I'm not one to go around telling people my family history Tae," she shrugged. "Afterall, why would a worldstar want to know about someone who is from a different world than him, right?"

Okay, he deserved that.

"Okay, Y/N, look," he pull her hand, stopping her from walking. "I am sorry about what I said that day. I dont know what I was thinking. I was startled by your confession. To be honest, the months I spent without seeing you at all, well... I missed you. I miss you, okay?"

Y/N sighed. Why is he doing this to her? Her heart is still recovering. Still trying to erased every love she felt for him.

"We are going to spend a whole month working together. Stuck in a small island. Why dont we be friends again? Hmm?" He made his famous puppy eyes, blinking his eyes rapidly, lips pouting. "Pleaaaase? Taetae is sorrryy,"

Y/N tried to keep a sttaight face but burst out laughing. She can never say no to that face.

"Fine Tae. You know I cant resist that stupid face," she laughs.

"So, friends?" Taehyung held out a hand and Y/N shakes it.

"Of course, friends,"

As he shakes her hand, smiling ear to ear, Taehyung realized, he had never felt this happy, and it scared him.

/////

They might have rekindled their friendship, but Taehyung couldnt get even 10 minutes alone with her without being disturbed by Yoongi or Hyun Dae, and its pissing him off. Worse, he have to watch all the romantic moments between the two love birds, and trust him, Hyun Dae is really not afraid to show his affection, its making him wants to throw up.

Suprising Y/N with flowers on set, setting up a special candle light dinner when the whole crew is eating, suddenly gets on stage in the middle of dinner and sing her a song. And that motherfucker can even play a guitar and he look damn good playing it too. Taehyung swore all the girls there are swooning over him. But what he hates most is all the admiring whispers.

"Y/N is so lucky"

"Hyun Dae is the perfect guy"

"I wish I was Y/N"

Urghhh. Annoying.

It also doesnt help that his relationship with Oraia has gone stale. Yeah, they text everyday, call each other every night. But nothing she says interest him. Taehyung mostly tune out whatever shes saying during their phone calls, eyes focusing on what Y/N is doing. The way she laughs when she talks to someone, her clusmy ways of doing things, her passion while working. All that is more interesting to him than his own girlfriend. His supppsedly perfect, beautiful, girlfriend.

It must be the island. He hasnt seen Oraia for almost a month now, and hes stuck here for all that time. Of course it will put a strain on his relationship. Yes, that must be it.

But as his heart bubbles with jealousy as he watches Y/N and Hyun Dae running around the beach, Hyun Dae catching Y/N by the waist and lift her up to kiss her, Taehyung knows for sure, that it is definitely not it.

/////

Taehyung tossed and turned for hours and after eventually still failing to fall asleep, he decide to take a walk by the beach. The moon is out and the breeze is welcoming. Its a good night to walk and collect his thoughts.

As he walked slowly along the beach, the cool air blowing his hair, he saw a figure sitting alone by the beach, eyes closed, enjoying the midnight breeze. Taehyung immediately smile.

Y/N.

"Hey," he approached her slowly and smile.

"Oh, Tae. Hi," she smiled back. "What are you doing here at this hour?"

"I cant sleep. What about you? Isnt it dangerous for a pretty girl to be alone so late at night?" He smile.

Y/N laughs.

"Its a private island Tae. I think its kinda safe. And you know I usually cant sleep and the sound of the ocean calms me down,"

Taehyung does know that. Back to the days when they use to spend so much time together, they always sit by the beach and talked. Well, usually, he will be the one who do the talking, because all he cares about is himself. And his problems. And Y/N always listen. To all his weird ramblings, his peculiar thoughts that people usually laugh at. Even Oraia sometimes makes fun of him. But Y/N listen to them all. Understand him even. Why didnt he realized that before?

"Well... can I join you?"

"Of course. Have a seat," she patted down the spot besides her and Taehyung makes himself comfortable. They talked and talked, laughter filled up the night air and Taehyung cant seem to care about anything else other than that moment.

"Oh god, my tummy is hurting from laughing so much," Y/N said, still giggling from what Taehyung said. "I forgot how funny and weird you are Taetaeee,"

Taehyung smile and looked at her, staring deeply at her laughing face.

"Its nice,"

"What is?" Y/N who has stopped laughing, asked him, confused.

"Hearing you call me Taetae again," he smile, making Y/N blushed.

"W-well, that is your name,"

"Yeah, yeah. It is," Taehyung smile, still staring at her. "Y/N? Are you happy?"

"Right now? Yeah I am. We have been laughing for hours Tae. Of course Im happy. Whats wrong with you?" Y/N giggles, trying to toned down the awkwardness shes starting to feel.

"No. I mean, are you happy? Like really happy? With Hyun Dae? Does he makes you happy?"

"H-hyun Dae?" Y/N was taken aback from the sudden question. "Uhh, of course I am, hes my fiance, of course he makes me happy Tae,"

"Really? Then why did you stutter?" Taehyung still looks at her, straight into her eyes with his sharp gaze.

"I- I did not stutter! Whats wrong with you Tae? You are being weird. But not normal weird," Y/N starts to dust off the sand off her, preparing to get up. "Its getting late. We should go in,"

Taehyung grab her hands, standing up with her.

"Do you love him? Do you love Hyun Dae?"

"Why are you asking me that Tae? You are being weird!" Y/N tries to shake off his grip but he held on tighter.

"Answer the question Y/N. Do you love him?"

"Hyun Dae is amazing! He cares for me. He loves me. He knows what I like, sweet, romantic, p-"

"But do you love him?"

"I-I," Y/N stuttered. "I dont need to answer that!" Y/N tries to pull her hand again but to no avail.

"You cant answer it because you dont love him. And you cant lie to me," Taehyung smile.

"You are crazy. Let my hand go Tae," Y/N insisted. "It has nothing to do with you!"

"But it does Y/N. It does, because you dont love him. Because you love me," Taehyung state matter of factly. "You always did and you always will Y/N,"

Y/N was speechless, shocked, surprised, that Taehyung would bring it up again. Tears starts to sting her eyes. She has never felt more hummiliated. Is Taehyung making fun of her? Of her feelings? She thought they were friends again. Why is he doing this to her?

"Just let me go!"

"I cant, and I wont,"

"Why?!" Y/N is crying now. She dont understand why Taehyung is being this way. "To hummiliate me even more? To make fun of my feelings for you?"

"What? No!" Taehyung cant believe Y/N would think of him to be that cruel. But maybe he deserved it. "Because I love you Y/N!" Taehyung pull her hands, making her fall into his arms and he immediately cup her face and captured her lips with hers. The kiss has never felt more electricfying. Taehyung felt goosebump all over his body, he hears fireworks went off everywhere. And right at that moment, he knows that hes in love.

But the moment only last for a split second when Y/N, tears already spilled down her cheeks pushed him away hard and slapped him across the face.

"Get away from me Kim Taehyung!"

Was the last word she screamed out before she ran away into the darkness.

/////

Taehyung almost went crazy trying to finish the rest of the shooting. After that fateful night, Y/N took the earliest flight home the next morning, leaving Taehyung with no way to contact her at all. No reply to his texts or his calls and he cant even get away from his stupid schedule to find her at home. He was lost.

Its the very first time in his life that he has seen things so clearly. He is in love with Y/N. And she left him being so lost.

It also doesnt help that after Taehyung told Oraia that he wants to break up, his crazy ex girlfriend bombared his calls, his texts, his friends, even his manager with texts begging to take her back. She even went so far as to include the media, giving sad interviews, crying her eyes out. Taehyung wondered how he didnt notice how crazy Oraia is. Maybe its true what they said, love is blind. But what they had isnt love. It never was. They both know they got together just because they seemed to look perfect for each other. Thats not love, and Oraia is just mad that shes no longer one half of the industry perfect couple.

/////

"Hey Tae?" Yoongi knocks on his hotel room, peeking his head. Theres still a week left of shooting, but Taehyung's heart is no where in it. All he wanted to do is to go back home, find Y/N and begged for her forgiveness until she takes her back. Hes going to convince her that he loves her. He really do. And not because he pity her, or because hes jealous of her relationship with Hyun Dae, but because he just realized it now. That from that moment he asked her where the bathroom is, hes already in love. Y/N has already caught his eyes, and heart from that first night at the concert, but he is too busy chasing his fame and title to realized it.

And now it might be too late.

Taehyung might have already lost the love of his life, forever.

"Yeah hyung?" Yoongi make his way in and sit on Taehyung's bed.

"Did something happen between you and Y/N? Did she going back home early has anything to do with you?"

Taehyung looked at his hyung with tired eyes. No longer bother to pretend or curious why his hyung us asking.

I told her I love her...." Taehyung said, tears stinging his eyes at the memory. "And she thinks I'm just playing her,"

Yoongi sighed.

"Are you?"

Taehyung sits up and hugs a pillow, looking at Yoongi with teary eyes.

"No hyung. Of course not. I really do love her. I love her so much. Im just too stupid to realized it then," he sniffles. "And now, I have to wait until this stupid shoot is over to win her back hyung, because shes not answering my calls or my texts. And I swear hyung, I will do everything to win her back from that Hyun Dae,"

Yoongi sighs again, looking away before looking back at the younger man.

"Tae... Y/N is getting married today. She suddenly said she wants to get married as soon as possible, doesnt matter if its a small wedding. She just wants to get married. Today,"

Taehyung looked at his hyung, eyes widen, not believing what hes hearing.

"I-I have to go hyung," he suddenly gets up.

"Go where Tae? What are you doing?"

Taehyung grabs his bag, not thinking anymore.

"To stop the wedding hyung, to win back the love of my life,"

/////

Y/N looks at her reflection in the mirror. Even with last minute preparations, her mother managed to do everything perfectly. Her dress, her makeup, her hair, her flowers, even her dressing room is perfect. Y/N smile to her reflection. But she knows its only superficial. Its a smile she puts on to convince everyone, to convince herself, that shes making the right decision. The right choice.

That shes happy.

And she know Hyun Dae will make her happy.

He have to.

"Dont marry him,"

Y/N turns around to find Kim Taehyung by the door. His hair a mess, shirt crumpled, eyes bloodshot from crying.

"T-Tae..."

"Dont marry him Y/N," he move closer to her. "Dont do it. Please. Please Y/N,"

"Taehyung, what are you doing here?" Y/N feel tears prickling her eyes. Why is he here. Why now? Why today?

"To tell you I love you Y/N," Taehyung sniffles and take her hand. "T-to tell you to not marry him. Dont marry him Y/N,"

"I-I cant Tae," Y/N shakes her head. "Hyun Dae deserves all the happiness in the world. He treats me so good Tae,"

"Then what about you? You deserve happiness too. Happiness with me Y/N,"

Y/N close her eyes and shakes her head. Why is Taehyung telling her all the things shes dying to hear before? But its all too late now. Too late.

"Marry me Y/N. Marry me. And I'll make you the happiest woman in the world. Marry me," Taehyung sobs and kneel down on his knees, begging, hand still holding hers.

Y/N starts to shake, trying to hold in her tears but it rolled out anyway, flooding her face.

"D-dont do this to me Tae. You dont love me. You dont. You dont!"

"I love you Y/N. I love you I love you I love you! I know I realized it too late. And thats my mistake. But I swear to you, that I'll spend forever making it up to you," Taehyung begs desperately. He cant lose her. He cant! "Please. Please, dont marry him Y/N. Please..."

Y/N closes her eyes. Tears rolling down her face, no intention of stopping. She wanted to say yes. God, how she wanted to say yes. How easy it would be. To be with the man he love. The man he had dreamed of. But she cant. Its not fair to Hyun Dae. And its not fair to her. To her heart that Taehyung has broken to pieces.

"Im sorry Taehyung... I cant," Y/N let go of his hand, tears dropping on the floor, wetting her beautiful white dress.

Taehyung felt like his whole world shattered to pieces. Thats it. Just two words. "I cant" and he lost her. He lost the love of his life.

After felt like an eternity, he stood up, face still wet with tears but a smile on his face.

"You look beautiful Y/N," he smile. "You always do.

Y/N sobs hard, her whole body shakes.

"Be happy Y/N. Hes an idiot if he dont take care of you. If he hurt you like I do. Hes an absolute idiot," Taehyung smile and carressed her face softly. "Be happy my princess. And when the time comes, come back to me. I'll always be waiting Y/N, because you are my true love, and we will always find our way back to each other,"

Taehyung placed a long, deep kiss on her forehead, eyes closed as tears flows down, knowing he has lost the love of his life, trying to savor the feel of her in his memories.

"I love you Y/N. And I'll wait for you, forever," he smile one last time as he turns around and walk away, leaving Y/N drenched in her tears.

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5 YEARS LATER

"Woohoooo, last concert for this tour guys, good job!" The members high five each other as they make their way into the dressing room backstage. Taehyung laughs and make his way into his own personal room, exhausted from a show well done.

"Hi, do you know where the bathroom is?"

Taehyung stopped in his track at the sound of the voice. A voice so familiar. A voice that haunts his dream for years. A voice that he never forgets.

He looks up, and there she is. Smiling at him.

"Y-Y/N?"

Y/N nods, giggling.

"Y/N?!" Taehyung runs to her and engulf her in a hug. "I am not dreaming am I? A-are you really here?"

Y/N giggles again.

"Its me Tae. Real life me. Im real,"

"W-why? H-how?"

"Well, if Im not mistaken, 5 years ago, someone told me that we will always find our way back to each other. And that he will wait for me, forever. Im just checking if he still keeps his promise," Y/N grins.

Taehyung hugs her tight.

"You dont know how I dream of this day every single day Y/N. How I waited to see you again. To feel you again. To hear your voice again," Taehyung hugs her, not letting go.

"Ive come back Taehyung. Ive come back to you,"

Taehyung cant believe this is happening. Then he remembered something. And although its something hes dreading to ask, he knows he has to know.

"H-Hyun Dae?"

Y/N smile at his nervous state. She has never seen someone so adorable. God, shes just so in love with him.

"We were never married Tae. When you came that day... everything changed. I didnt marry him. I couldnt. Not when I know my heart belongs to you. And Hyun Dae... he knows it too. And he loves me enough to let me find my own happiness,"

"W-what?"

"Im sorry it took so long. But I need to find myself. To really understand my feelings, your feelings... but Im here now, Taehyung... if you still want me..."

Taehyung grins.

"Is that even a question my love?"

Y/N giggles at the way he calls her.

"I love you Y/N. Since that first night we met. I have been yours. Im sorry for hurting you. Im sorry for my mistakes. Im sorry fo-"

"Shhhh," she puts a finger on his lips. "It doesnt matter anymore Tae. All of it doesnt matter anymore," she smile. "Im here now. You are here now. And I, I love you Kim Taehyung,"

Taehyung grins. Such word has never felt so sweet. He felt happiness bubbling inside his chest. And in the first time in 5 years, he really mean it.

"I love you Y/N, my love, my soulmate,"

"I love you Taehyung. You really had me at bathroom," she giggles.

"Oh shut up," Taehyung laughs and lifts her up, wrapping her legs around him. "Just shut up and kiss me. Just kiss me baby,"

And she really did.

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Dragon Dancer IV: Tightrope Walker

Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamed I was a butterfly, fluttering here and there. For all intents and purposes I was a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Chou. Soon, I awakened and, there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man, dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man. -- Zhuangzi

“We’re here.”

The train had come to a sudden stop, but I didn’t feel the change in inertia. The scenery outside the window had just stopped moving. There was no sound of a whistle or breaks. The unnerving sensation broke me out in a cold sweat and goosebumps all over. I started to shake. “Mingfei...”

“It’s okay.” He took my hand. “Everything’s going to be fine. I know where we are.”

Together we stepped off the train. There was no platform, so Mingfei jumped off first and then held up his hands to brace me and let me down. The train had stopped at two large concrete barriers. We’d literally reached the end of the line and the thought of that made me shudder. “Mingfei.” I said, my voice a soft hoarse whisper.

“What is it.”

“I want to go back. This is a mistake.”

Mingfei took a deep breath and let it out. “I know you’re nervous. But you have to trust me okay? I know what’s here. I know what’s going to happen.”

He continued to lead me by the hand. I dragged my feet and he slowed his pace, not willing to tug me along.

We came to a wide open area that was partially collapsed. A large dragon skeleton was half-buried in the rubble. The bones were gleaming white and it reminded me of a 737 airplane.

“This is it. This is where I killed Fenrir.”

In the middle of the area was a large golden box shining with a green patina. Mingfei let go of my hand and jogged to it. “Yes. This is what I’m looking for.”

He pressed a button on the box and it snapped open unfolding half a dozen blades inserted in to individual sheathes. Each blade snarled and roared and rattled as though alive, but Mingfei wasn’t afraid. His hand hovered over them as he tried to pick out which one he would use.

“Come here.” He beckoned to me. “You get one too.”

I approached cautiously. “Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Yeah,” He pulled out one and it hissed in his hand in protest. “You’re S-ranked. They’ll respond to you.” It was a long curved blade of slate colored Damascene steel, beautifully striated.

“This one is called Wrath.”

“The others are Pride, Lust, Sloth...Envy, Greed and... huh. Gluttony is missing.”

“The Seven Deadly Sins...”

He looked at me as I approached and I looked away, bashfully hiding the sudden attraction these blades held for me.

“They’re the ultimate dragon slaying weapons. Forged by the Lord of Bronze and Fire specifically for killing the other dragons.”

“Is there a dragon here?” I asked.

A voice behind me made me start. “Please don’t ask stupid questions. You’re way smarter than that.”

Mingze stood in front of the concrete barrier, one hand on his waist, his sword, the missing Gluttony, pointed toward the ground. His smile was gone and his gaze was more frigid than ever. He turned his attention to Mingfei. “You can really hurt me with those you know. To be honest, I was kind of hoping you’d sleep a little longer. But I suppose three fourths of your life will have to do.”

My heart leaped in my throat and my lungs worked like bellows. This guy. This was the one who was going to take Mingfei!

I reached out without looking and seized one of the handles. It screamed as I drew it and I charged him, swinging it at his neck.

He simply leaned out of the way, and turned and fled up the pile of rubble with me hot on his heels. We sent stones cascading down the mountainous heap, the sound of our blades echoing in the empty space. But Mingze stayed just out of of the reach of my sword. He was above me, staring down with a smug smile

“Sibling rivalry is hard enough without your interference.” He said.

The rubble suddenly shifted under my feet. The white spike of a bone jabbed upward between us. The shifting rock made me lose my footing and I was falling, tumbling in a rockslide. The world spun. I couldn’t see. My vision exploded into sparks.

I suddenly stopped, a strong jerk halting my fall. I was hanging and being swung. Something had caught the back of my dress. I looked around, disoriented by shifting bones that glowed with a faint greenish light. I reached up behind me to free myself until I realized I was a dozen feet off the floor. Instead, used the momentum of my swinging to toss myself upward and grab on to another bone.

The dragon skeleton was reanimating. A yellow light in the empty eye sockets. Mingze was gone again, leaving me trapped in this maze of moving bone. Mingfei stood, staying far too calm in this situation. “Don’t do it!” I called down to him.

I had to stop this. My sword had come loose from my hand and was being ground between the vertabrae above my head. “Wait Mingfei! Don’t do it!”

The dragon skeleton lumbered forward, silently toward an unmoving Mingfei.

“Meixiu! Calm down! It’s fine!”

Mingfei was smiling. I thought he still didn’t understand. My mind was filled with dread over what might happen if Mingfei remembered his power. I wrapped my legs around the rib and start to shimmy upward, like climbing a rope at a gym class.

The blade was still stuck. The bones on the spine were grinding together with tremendous force, enough to crush me in a second. I reached for the sword but it as just beyond my fingertips.

I glanced back at Mingfei. The undead dragon was half way out of the rubble and Mingfei was petting it like it was a cat.

I stopped. They weren’t going to fight?

Mingfei looked up at me. “See? Fenrir is not aggressive. Never was.”

I stared, uncertain. A deep thundering voice echoed through the cavern. “Watch... TV.”

Mingfei sighed, a deep sadness on his face. “Sorry, buddy. I’m just here for the swords. I can’t watch TV right now.”

I was frozen in confusion watching as the zombie dragon settled down in front of a piece of 80s technology that somehow managed to get reception down here. Meanwhile, Mingfei called me down from the Dragon’s rib cage. “Meixiu! Jump! I’ll catch you!”

“Oh... ...Okay.” I gathered myself and took a flying leap, down, down and landed on Mingfei. He staggered back and fell.

The dragon suddenly turned, eyes blazing in its empty skull. Its mouth opened, shining fangs on display. It spread its intimidating wingspan.

“Woah! Easy buddy! She’s a friend too!”

I watched in awe as the dragon settled down again, looking at me. Its wings lowered. “Play....?”

Mingfei let out a little laugh. “Nah. No time for that.”

“Sister... play... play with me...”

“...eh?” I asked.

“He thinks you’re his sister... I...” Mingfei’s eyes suddenly welled up with tears and he let out a sob. “I killed him.’

“You... ... but why?” I shook my head.

“It was messed up! Chu Zihang came and attacked him. But... he wasn’t doing anything. But I had no chance to explain anything. Hee was too strong, it was Chu Zihang or Fenrir and well...”

He wiped his eyes on his sleeve.

I suddenly felt a sharp nudge. “Play?”

The dragon was now pushing me, like a puppy wanting to be pet.

Mingfei took my hand and we were about to leave but Mingze was blocking our path. His unpleasant smile told us everything without words.

“NO!” Mingfei tossed me aside and rushed towards Mingze, but the boy vanished. The cavern was suddenly rocked by a massive earthquake, bursting with heat and light, like a bomb had gone off. The dragon suddenly picked me up and tossed me behind him, standing protectively over me, hissing at this new threat.

Mingze was now completely different. Gone was his pristine suit and elegant shoes and boyish smile. Instead, his face was expressionless, his arms covered with iron blue scales that were as hard as steel. They opened and shut against his skin with a faint rattling sound, like the cocking of a hundred tiny pistols.

His dark bony wings stroked the air, keeping him aloft. Even though he couldn’t use any words here, the surging spiritual power came naturally from him, filling the cavern with the oppressive sense of impending doom. Even if I had the power of Berengaria, I had the feeling he could extinguish all my spears of light as easily as birthday candles.

Mingfei roared up at him. “Hey! Stop! leave Fenrir out of this!”

“You know how this ends, brother. If you want me, you’re going to have to come up here and get me!” Mingze was mocking. Just the heat of his body was moving air around him like a giant furnace. He inhaled a huge amount of air and the wind formed a vortex that began to swallow up the heat radiating from him. The scorching wind was then directed at the undead dragon.

The wind was too hot to breathe, like the powerful pyroclastic air that flowed down from mount Vesuvius. My skin was growing red. I felt like I was burning all over!

The smell of the burning dragon bones was overpowering. I thought of my husband, my daughter, who were going to grow up without me and started to cry, but my tears evaporated before they could fall.

“CANCEL!”

The word boomed out over the sound of the wind and the dragon’s roars, like a large bell from a church tower. In rang in my ears and I suddenly felt a strong spiritual pressure. My mind and body were both arrested in an instant.

The hot wind ceased, the air grew cool and still. Fenrir’s bones were still red hot and to the touch and stinking. But the attack had stopped.

My eyelids were sticking to my dry eyes but I could still look up and see. I saw the empty spot where Mingfei was and rolled my eyes upward. My heart fell to the pit of my stomach and my body went limp with despair.

Mingfei had gone up to get Mingze. Huge bone wings spread out behind him forming a cross with his body. Standing in the dark emptiness, his golden pupils shined so brightly that I could see the light even though his back was turned to me.

Our souls were bonded together since the day we both nearly died outside the dragon temple in the mountains. I’d asked him not to leave me and he chose to stay. If only I had let him die in that moment. If only we had both died.

“Say the words brother... say the words you said that night.” Mingze’s voice was cold and flat sounding.

“This isn’t a play and you don’t write the script. Not any more.”

It didn’t even sound like him. Mingfei didn’t talk like that. There was an eerie commanding calm to his voice, like someone who had never known fear. Unlike the Mingfei I knew, this was his natural state. It took real effort for him to maintain this aura of weakness, of ignorance, effort and a team of people around him kept his mind quiet while telling him he was human and weak.

But all it took was a separation from this environment and, like a tightrope walker in a strong wind, Mingfei began to give in to the pull of his natural state. Once he started down that path, there was no turning back.

“You’re so confident. But you’ve sold three fourths of your life to me. You still think you can win?” Mingze laughed.

This person who used to be Mingfei turned to me, he waved his hand in the air and I felt myself gently lifted and set aside.

He then turned to the bones of Fenrir raised one hand and then closed it into a fist.

The massive moving skeleton shattered into dust and, drawn by an invisible gravity, this dust surrounded Mingfei. Slowly, a bony armored plating coalesced on his arms and legs and a helmet appeared on his head, covering his hair in boney white. The sword I’d left in the vertebrae settled in his hand.

Mingze’s eyes widened and he ground his teeth. “You...”

Mingfei, continuing his strange silence, suddenly pounced on Mingze, gripping his neck with hands reinforced with dragon bone and pierced his scales through with claws.

Mingze let out an unnatural screech and jerked away. Mingfei had left long bloody cuts in the skin not protected by scales and the younger brother was clearly shaken. “You... you hurt me. Brother... you hurt me! Don’t you know? Don’t you know that if you hurt me here. You hurt me there?”

The scene suddenly shifted. As I blinked my eyes, I saw strange pillars and bubbling pools of mercury rising in a steam, filling the air. In the the center of a circle of runes was a metal cross. Hung on the cross was a child, his skin white, and so thin that I could count his ribs. He was pierced in the heart and fastened to this pole with a spear.

My mind recognized this as a place I could go. I could cross the Nibelungen and I would arrive in this place I could see. The mercury pools were real. The cross was real. The child was real.

Lu Mingze, the little brother, was still alive. His body was hung on this cross.

And I could get to him.

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baby-hyena · 4 years

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Thinking Out Loud | KHSxJJH Fanfic

Note: Hello, Hyena babies! 😊 Here’s the third and last part of Ji Hoon’s POV. Thank you for reading my song fics and I hope I’ll still see you on my next stories. 🥰 Hope you like this one.

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When your legs don't work like they used to before, and I can't sweep you off of your feet

Ji Hoon’s hectic schedule pisses him off. Yes, he’s workaholic before but now that something changed in his life, he’s lowkey wishing he didn’t take a lot of projects after Hyena. He didn’t want to leave Hye Soo’s house that morning after she took care of him. But he had to leave because of his manager. And when they met, his manager shouted at him “Where were you yesterday? Gosh, I tried calling you but you were out of reach!” He got scolded. “I’m sorry, okay? I was lost yesterday. I’ll just make it up to my schedule.” He explained. And that following week, he was fully booked.

Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love

One whole week without being with Hye Soo is hell for Ji Hoon. He couldn’t go to her house, they had different filming location and time; they almost didn’t see each other on set. It’s frustrating him. When he got a chance and a bit of time, he went to her, “Hey, I’m sorry I couldn’t drive you home these days. My schedule is always full.” He told her, faintly. As usual, she’d smile at him brightly, as if reassuring him that everything will be alright soon, “It’s okay, Ji Hoon-ssi. Just focus and do your best. You can do it!” She said then tapped his shoulder. Ji Hoon smield at her but he sighed when he heard his manager calling him again. Hye Soo nods at him and then went on her way.

Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks

Ji Hoon can see every tagged post on his IG. Even when he doesn’t follow Hye Soo’s IG account, he gets notified whenever she makes a post and tags him in it. He’ll laugh at her tagged locations and her funny captions. He’ll text her whenever he can and sometimes DM her whenever he finds a funny post. “Why do you always tag me on my nose?” he texted her. Minutes later, she replied, “Because those are my Himalayas.” And he’ll burst out laughing after reading her text.

And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70

Ji Hoon made sure his manager fixes his schedule so he’ll be free during the last filming day of Hyena. It’s also their last scene together at the pub with Team H. He’s so happy when his manager told him he can have the day off. During breaks, he’d whisper to Hye Soo, “I wanna eat all of this.” He pointed at the food on their table. Hye Soo’s eyes widened and shook her head, “You can’t do that. The production would have to pay for that.” She whispers back at him while giggling. Like a child, he’d pout and she’d let out her belly laugh.

And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23

Ji Hoon would sneakily take a bite from the snacks and Hye Soo would lightly hit his hand. They’re like teenagers fighting playfully over their lunchboxes. “Hey, do you have anything on your schedule today?” He asks her. She didn’t look at her as she’s looking at the food, “I have to shoot my last scene later at Song&Kim. Why?” Ji Hoon didn’t get to tell her his plan to pick her up because they started filming again. After their scene at the pub, Hye Soo had to go to her next filming site and Ji Hoon had to stay at the pub for his last scene.

And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways

The last scene went well. Ji Hoon did his best so they don’t have to shoot a lot and they got the scene at 3 takes. He couldn’t leave because his co-actors and staff started cheering, “Yoon Hee Jae! Yoon Hee Jae!” So he stayed there for a while as he acknowledges their regards. But he’s glancing at his watch to check the time, he’s not sure of Hye Soo’s schedule. He’s worried that he won’t be able to pick her up there. So when his manager went to him, he quickly whispers, “I have to go now. Please, wrap this up for me. Pleaaase?” His manager looks at him, his pleading face made his manager sigh. “Alright. Go now.” Ji Hoon almost jumped but he stopped himself and quickly went on his way.

Maybe just the touch of a hand

He quickly drove to the Song&Kim building. He’s silently praying she’s still there. As soon as he arrives at the parking lot, he saw her. She’s with her manager and hair stylist, they’re walking towards her car. He saw her nodded at them and they bowed to her. They left her as she scrabbles through her bag, probably looking for her keys. So she’s driving today, he thought. He gets out of his car and walk towards her. She probably heard his footsteps as she looks at his direction. He smiled at her.

Oh me I fall in love with you every single day

He stops in front of her, smiling at her. “Lemme drive you home?” he asks her. She lets out a chuckle that made his heart skip a beat. Ah, I don’t mind making this woman laugh all my life, he thought. “Aren’t you busy today?” She asks. He tilts his head and pouts, like a little boy who acts cute in front of his crush. “Manger-nim told me I can take the day off.” He smiled at her. He extended his hand to her, asking for her bag. Hye Soo shook her head while smiling as she gives him her bag.

And I just wanna tell you I am

Ji Hoon started talking about his busiest week. For some reason, he always wants to tell her how his day went, what he had for his lunch and every random thing he did. He’s so comfortable to talk about anything with her. And to his delight, he noticed her listening to him. “Ahh, I have to shoot my Burger King CF next week.” He tells her. He glanced at her and she blinks, “They wanted Prince Lee Chang but I suggested I’d act as Yoon Hee Jae too.” He said. “I bet Yoon Hee Jae would love to show off how good looking he is.” She said. Ji Hoon laughed at it.

So honey now, take me into your loving arms

They arrived at her house and he’s still talking. Of course, he’s also asking about her and her day. “Did you have a lot of fun today?” he asked. Hye Soo didn’t look at him as she walks inside the house. “Yes, it was fun. Ji Eun cried like a baby.” She laughs. He’ll smile while listening. When they’re inside, he started wondering. Imagining how they’ll spend this day together and how he’ll confess. He took off his baseball cap and fixed his hair. Hye Soo was telling him something but his mind is too occupied so he didn’t hear her.

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars

If they were normal people and there’s no pandemic at the moment, he’d take her to beautiful places. Where they can see the stars; away from the city and they won’t have to mind the world behind their backs. He’d take her to places where they can eat their snacks and where they can drink their coffee peacefully. Without worrying about what will people say; without worrying about scandals and articles that would be written when their relationship was revealed. That’s his dream. But he’s not complaining, as long as he is with Hye Soo, this reality with her is always better than that dream of his.

Place your head on my beating heart

He didn’t realize he’s spacing out as they eat together. She was talking about her documentary. When he’s finally on his right mind, he utters, “I missed you.” He noticed her stops chewing and blinks. He wanted to chuckle because of that. Wow, I caught her off guard?, he thought. “You beat me. I was gonna tell you that first.” Hye Soo said. Now, it was his turn to stop and blink at her. She caught him off guard. So, she missed me too, a voice at the back of his mind screams. He can feel his heart dancing.

I'm thinking out loud, maybe we found love right where we are

Ji Hoon’s favourite spot is on the floor while they drink their tea. It’s his favourite spot because he can see her fully as she sits on her couch while drinking her tea. It’s like watching your favourite show no matter how many times you’ve seen it. Today, Hye Soo played some Coldplay songs. He loves Coldplay too. When the song A Sky Full of Stars played, he tells her, “Oh, that’s my favourite song of them.” Then he started singing along. He always wanted to sing for her, he just can’t find the right timing. But now, he doesn’t care about timing anymore. It’s his favourite song and he’d sing it to his favourite person.

When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades and the crowds don't remember my name

After the song, it started pouring outside. Ji Hoon looks outside and smiles. He loves the rain. They’re both staring outside as it pours. “You know, I like it when it rains.” Hye Soo tells him. Ji hoon looks at her. He realizes that moment, as much as he loves the rain; it’s a different feeling when he’s staring at the person he loves while it rains. He realizes how lucky he is; that falling in love with her was the best thing that’s ever happened to him. He won’t regret it even if he risk his all; even if he lose it all; because it’s her. It’s Kim Hye Soo.

When my hands don't play the strings the same way, mm, I know you will still love me the same

Their fame will fade eventually, that’s for sure. But also one thing’s for sure, he’ll still love her the same. He’ll still love her even in her weakest, in her darkest moments. He’ll still love her brown eyes even when it’s filled with tears. He’ll still love her skin even when it’s all wrinkly. He’ll still love her even when her hair turns to white. He’ll love her fears, insecurities, her pain. He’ll love her bad side. He’ll love all of it. He knows he’s not perfect and he’ll make mistakes she wouldn’t like. But he’ll make sure he’ll never let her sleep with a heavy heart.

'Cause honey your soul can never grow old, it's evergreen

Ji Hoon looks at Hye Soo who also seems lost in her thoughts. He smiled as he stares at her. He reaches for his phone, “Don’t look for me. I’m in a safe place.” He sends a text message to his manager. He puts his phone on silent mode and speaks, “Can I sleep here?” She looks flushed. I wonder what she’s thinking, he thought. Hye Soo asked him a lot of questions that made him chuckle, he couldn’t resist her charm when she bites her lower lip and gave him a faint smile afterwards. “I’m allowed to stay here until tomorrow.” He tells her. He’s happy and excited but he hid it in his smile.

Baby your smile's forever in my mind and memory

They’ve finished watching her favourite indie movie and they ran out of snacks. Ji Hoon feels hungry and so he volunteered cooking an Italian dish for their dinner. He doesn’t mind cooking; he’s more than willing to cook for her. I wish she’d allow me, he thought. Hye Soo helped him in cutting the ingredients and after that, she patiently wait for him to finish. But before finishing, he called her to have a taste. “Hmm!” Hye Soo said and gave him thumbs up. He smiled at her and took off her apron that he used. They ate their dinner together.

I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways, maybe it's all part of a plan

After having dinner, they have nothing else to do. They’ll look at each other and giggle. “What should we do?” he asks her and pokes her on her arm. He can see her thinking, “How about new set of movies?” she said. But Ji Hoon shook his head. He’s slowly getting tired of watching movies; he wants try something else. “Let’s watch movies later, how about an activity?” he suggested. He saw a glimpse of unease in her eyes. He’s a bit worried now, what if they’d fight over trivial things like this and ended up breaking each other’s hearts?

I'll just keep on making the same mistakes

Ji Hoon sighs to clear his mind. He won’t let that happen to them. He’s not a teenager who’d throw tantrums if he doesn’t get what he wants. Yes, he’s stubborn. But he knows he’s soft when it comes to Hye Soo. He’s willing to adjust to her needs and to her wants. He’s about to say yes to her new set of movies but she speaks before he could say a word, “Do you wanna try painting?” When he heard that, excitement was all over his face. He couldn’t hide it so Hye Soo chuckles and nods, “Okay, I’ll get you some materials.” He nods at her, “I’ll wait here and make a quick call.” He said.

Hoping that you’ll understand

He watches her enter a room. Ah, so that’s her studio, he thought. He looks away and reached for his phone. He forgot that he put it on silent mode and now he’s getting a lot of calls and texts from his manager. He answers one of his manager’s call, “Hey! What were you thinking? What do you mean ‘don’t look for me’? Are you crazy?!” His manager screams so he puts away his phone from his ear. “Relax, manager-nim. I’m fine, okay? I’ll confess today so please just support me. Alright?” he calmly said. “Are you sure about this?” He can hear his manager’s hesitation. He smiles, “I trust my love. I’m sure of this.” He made sure he sounded confident as he is.

But baby now, take me into your loving arms

After ending the call, he followed Hye Soo to the studio. Maybe she needs some help, he thought. When he opened the door, he was amazed. The room is full of paintings and art materials. He looked around and when his eyes landed on Hye Soo, his eyes caught the canvas she’s holding. It’s merely a sketch. But he could recognize it well. “What’s that?” He asks her. His eyes were glued on the canvas. He couldn’t believe she’d paint him. He never thought he’d see his face on something she loves doing; in her painting.

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars

Ji Hoon gets the canvas from Hye Soo. He’s still staring at it as if it’s his first child. Hye Soo was talking behind his back and he couldn’t hear her because he’s still dazed by her painting. He sat on the couch while still holding the canvas, “It’s me.” He says while smiling at it. “It’s not even finished yet. Why are you so happy?” He’s speechless. Yes, it’s just a sketch of his face and he’s like a child being so happy about it. But he can’t help it. He’s so happy, it’s just like when he heard her say those three words that night. If he could marry her right there and then, he would; with all of his heart, without hesitations.

Place your head on my beating heart

He looks at her with his puppy eyes as she sat beside him. She asks why is he being like that and he’d just let out a sigh. He puts down the canvas and holds her hands. There’s nothing to fear now, he knows she feels the same way. And this is the right moment for him to confess. So he started talking, “I know you’re way out of my league. You’re my sunbae and I know I shouldn’t feel this way. But I can’t help it.” He looks down to gather his confidence and compose himself. He’s losing it to her. “I think I like you, Kim Hye Soo sunbaenim.” Sunbaenim? What the hell, Ji Hoon, he thought. So he shook his head and looked at her, “No, no, scratch that. I think I’ve fallen in love with you. Hye Soo-ssi.” He smiled at her, not showing his teeth because he suddenly felt shy when he dropped the honorifics.

I'm thinking out loud, that maybe we found love right where we are, oh

Hye Soo laughs at him. “Hey, don’t laugh at me.” He said while pouting his lips and he looks down to hide it. When he heard Hye Soo stops laughing, he anticipated her next move. She cups his face to make him look at her and then she holds his hands again. He’s still frowning but she’s smiling at him, “I know you heard what I said that night.” Ji Hoon’s felt his heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened. She knew? How did she.. woah, he thought while looking at her. He waited for her to say something, she nods, “I wasn’t supposed to say that out loud but I couldn’t stop myself.” He saw her cheeks turn red before she looks down to hide it. He smiles. Adorable, he thought. “I don’t think I can say that again—“ It’s now Ji Hoon’s turn to pull his hands and cup her face. She’s still blushing “It’s okay. You can say that again whenever you’re ready, whenever you want to.”

So baby now, take me into your loving arms

Ji Hoon won’t force her to say those words again. He can wait. He can wait to hear those words again even if it takes forever. He gently squeezed her face. “Hey.” Her voice becomes muffled because of the squeeze. He laughs at her because he finds it so adorable. This is why everyone loves her, this is why I love her, he thought while looking at her fondly. He feels heavenly and can’t help but to tell her, “I love you.” And saying those words feels oddly satisfying for him. He smiles at her then let go of her face. “That’s it?” His smile fades when he heard her asks him that. She sounds dumbfounded so he gave her a questioning look. “You forgot this.” Ji Hoon left this world when Hye Soo leaned in to kiss him. But of course, he went back to respond to her kiss.

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars

Anyone in Ji Hoon’s position would lose control. He’d always lose his control when it comes to her. It showed in their second kissing scene. Every time they’d kiss, it feels like they both found their missing puzzle piece in each other. He felt it first on their first kissing scene. And now, he loses his mind while kissing her deeply. His hands wander through her body. He touches every part, as if he worship every inch of her body. To his delight, she’s responding to his touch. Arching her back and hearing her soft moans makes him want her more. He kisses her again and moves against her, they both got lost to their own world.

Place your head on my beating heart

This moment they shared will be engraved to Ji Hoon’s memories forever. Spending the night under the same blanket with the woman he loves is priceless. He runs his fingers through her hair and kisses it. Then he whispers to her, “I love you.” It’s the nth time he said those words to her. And he’ll never get tired telling her that. He heard her chuckles, “I lost count of how many times you’ve said that.” Then he felt her hold his hand and kisses it. “I love you, too.” He heard her uttered as she buries her face on his chest and hugged him. Ji Hoon could feel her breathe against his skin and it makes his heart beat fast. Then he’d hear her say something again, “Hope this lasts.” He smiles at that and pulls her closer to his body. “This will last. You’ll be my last love.” He whispers to her. Then they both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I'm thinking out loud, that maybe we found love right where we are, oh

Ji Hoon wakes up with his numb arms. He winced at the pain when Hye Soo moves but he smiled at her. I don’t mind losing my arms for this beauty, he thought. He couldn’t stop himself so he kisses her. First, on her forehead, “I love you.” Then on her eyes, “The only pair of eyes I’ll love.” On her nose, “My little Himalayas.” He giggles. Then he kisses her on her lips, “The only woman I love.” Hye Soo moves again and she opens her eyes, she’s awake. He smiles and greets her good morning but she draws back, “I don’t smell good in the morning.” Then she covers her mouth. But Ji Hoon pulls her back to his arms and gave her a smack on her lips, “I still love you.”

Oh maybe we found love right where we are

They’re eating their breakfast when Ji Hoon speaks, “I already talked to my manager. Just tell me whenever you’re ready to reveal our relationship to the public.” He breathes heavily. He knows things will be hard for them when that happens. But he’ll be there for her. He won’t let her get hurt. He saw Hye Soo bites her lower lip and sighs. He reached for her hand on the table and gave her a reassuring smile. “Only when you’re ready.” He tells her. He’ll protect her no matter what happens.

And we found love right where we are

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hoseoksactualass · 5 years

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[1:24 a.m.] I’m not gonna touch her 😡

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: smut // fluff

word count: almost 2k

warning/s: oral (male receiving)

a/n: pls imagine this w cherry kook i miss cherry kook, also,, i changed my writing style...a bit? if you’ll notice? and this is gonna be long

Jungkook knew what he was signing up for. It’s the way your lips wrapped around the rim of your fourth beer bottle and how Jimin’s hand gradually went higher up your thigh like you feel it through insobriety and loud laughing. He still likes you, though, wants to protect you, everything in the How To Confess scripture and all that yada, but he’s a man of his word, so he’ll house you for a night. Admittedly more so because Jimin’s hand started to look sickening. And he did so with Jimin sending him a proud sneer and Jungkook biting back with a rather defensive “I’m not gonna touch her.”

It’s been a considerable amount of years since you’ve visited them in Seoul, and to your avail, Jungkook found it perfect to invite your trusty circle of friends to where he’s bought a new apartment with his fat wallet. After confessing his feelings, because he’s not a Big Bitch. And with knowing Jimin gets touchy when tipsy, and even more so when he knows he’s making the younger boy jealous; that was uncalled for. What was also uncalled for was how uncomfortable you were making his pants. The way you pumped your fists into the air to signify party, and the hem of your shirt loosely brushed over the skin of your stomach. The way, with intoxication in your tongue, you told him you missed him after every swig.

Of course he has a guest room; he’s not cheap, and definitely not a pervert. You were the first to grace its untouched sheets, in the silence of a post-party air, eyes reeling under your closed eyelids, and a part of Jungkook hoped you were dreaming of him. Not a part of him, all of him.

It’s still stuck in his mind anyway. The way, before you fell asleep, you mumbled “Thanks for making me stay, Jay-Kaaaaay, love ya.”

You look like you’re about to wake up, so Jungkook is thrown back from his trance in a hurry to grab you a glass of water. When he comes back, he makes it look like he hadn’t been gawking at you all the while. He’s brought a whole pitcher, too.

“Hi,” you yawn, rubbing at your eyes. “I think I’m sober now.”

“Why aren’t you hungover?,” is what Jungkook settles with. He pours you a glass and lends it to you.

“I didn’t fuck myself up, don’t worry,” you drink. Slowly like you’re taught, or you’ll end up bent over the toilet or pissing Jungkook’s guest room sheets. “You?”

“I had, like, one bottle,” he leaves out the part where he got tense peering at you, more particularly at Jimin’s hand while you lit up the party’s conversation like a natural. “Not drunk at all.”

“Mm. You’re gonna have to clean up the place, anyway,” you cup your glass in both hands, looking up at Jungkook. “Can’t do that with a hangover,” the way you clink your nails against the glass makes the air more awkward. A pretentious act for the silence of his apartment. Pretending he didn’t confess how intense his feelings were a mere night ago in a warm, warm welcome of your comeback to Seoul. Delightful. More so because thinking about it made your face hot, and for what, you have no idea.

Jungkook pulls down his hoodie, fingering through the cherry red of his hair. Slowly fading into the pale bleach that it was. “Yeah, there’s quite a—a mess.”

“Let me guess, did Ji-hee vomit?”

He huffs out a shy laugh, apples of his cheek prominent. “S-Surpisingly not.”

“Oh, she didn’t. That’s a first.”

“Yeah, she didn’t.”

You bite at your lip, veering your stare from him. “...Yeah.”

He backpedals a step he was supposed to make, body stirring whether he should go closer or out of the room, smacking his lips together, dicey in the way he’s so puzzled. “Do you— Should I— Will you sleep, or—”

“No, JK, wait—,” then it’s you who smacks your lips together like punishment for even calling him by the name only his closest friends call him. But you see it makes his cheeks turn rosy. “I— Can I borrow a pair of shorts? O-Or pyjamas?”

He tries to ask why. Tries, but he’s already shuffling out of the room per your request, and your nails dig into the clench of your fists, because it’s so fucking tense. He comes back with basketball shorts. Lame and old, worn out neon green striped on the sides of the black polyester. Still shy in the way he hands it over, but he doesn’t miss the way your hands brush when you receive it. You intended that.

“I—I kind of—My shorts reek of beer, so, I’m gonna...”

“D-Do you wanna go to the bathroom, or should I—should I just leave?”

“You can just turn around,” you say it out of impulse, kindness, panic, and it’ll be too feeble to take back. So you smile at him, at the way his eyes widen and he looks like he’s about to say something. You catch the way his eyes flick at your legs when you’ve kicked them off the bed, and then he turns around like you asked.

Jungkook doesn’t want to obsess over it—the sounds of your shorts slipping off your limbs, your skin, wearing his basketball shorts. He tries to block it out, but it’s the only thing he hears. The only thing he imagines until Jimin’s hand snakes its way back up into his imagination, and his nose flares.

You, on the other hand, don’t want to obsess about how close he was. How you were basically stripping behind him, how you know he was thinking about how you look. Your heart softens for it, and the inevitable pulse in your body everyone feels over someone like Jeon Jungkook. You can see the bones of his shoulder even from under his hoodie. You walk to him, don’t particularly know why, and he hears it, but he still waits for your word to turn back around. You want to touch his back. “Hey, Jungkook?”

He jumps at the proximity of your voice. Directly behind him. “Yeah?”

“You can turn around.”

He does, meets eyes, too. Searches yours for something. “...Hi.”

“I’ll be straightforward. I don’t want you to—,” you say, and he instantly breaks eye contact, downcast. “I don’t want you to be all—all awkward around me, because you—because you confessed so... yeah.”

He holds back a smile. “It’s just that you haven’t answered is all.”

“I’ll answer.” His eyes light up. It’s glazed with hope, and it squeezes sweet at your heart. His eyes flutter, and he purses his lips into a gulp. You like him. In fact, you curl your arms around his neck and pull him to your lips. Make him stumble to you, eyes wide, but he instantly shuts it tight when your lips clash, his hands in fists, because he can’t bring himself to touch your hips. Up your shirt like he’s imagined so many times. Maybe he whimpers lowly against your lips, taken aback and smitten all at once. He takes a mental note of how good you kiss, how fluid you are when you tease a nibble on his lower lip. You feel how he lets you suck him into it, until you feel your hands playing with his waistband, and you feel his tightly hold yours.

“_____, what are you doing?”

“That’s my answer. I like you. I—,” you tug at his sweatpants. “—want you.”

“B-But I—,” he tries to take a step back, breaths already shallow. “But I told Jimin I wasn’t gonna—gonna touch you.”

You loosen your grip, staring at him straight in the eye where he craves for you. “But do you want to?,” your voice is soft.

“I—I do want—to touch you; it’s just that Jimin is an asshole when he—”

“Then try not to touch me, or try to make sure Jimin doesn’t find out,” you kiss him again. This time, he receives it better, grabbing leverage on the desk behind him, tilting his head so his lips fit with yours, and he does it so beautifully; you catch the way his red hair falls over his eyes. You kiss to his dimples, feel the seething of his cheeks on your mouth. You see he closes his eyes when you kiss down from his jaw, brows slightly furrowed; he’s buried in the feeling, ruined by it. “Tell me what you like.”

You’re careful when you peck his neck. You make sure you see it when he wants to moan for it, for how feathery and soft you kiss him. “I—Anything.”

“There must be something I can give you.”

“Anything you’ll give me,” he wants to sound innocent, so he can pin whatever filthy thing you were planning on you like he isn’t hard for it. “I—I want it.”

You suck at his pulse at that, nipping so it leaves a light mark. “Do you?,” you look up, fishing for his response when you palm his crotch.

The way his eyes are shut tightens. You palm at the creases of his clothes until all you feel is the outline of his arousal. “Y-Yeah.”

“You like this?,” you grope harder. He purses his lips like he’s about to cry.

“Yeah,” his voice is tight, gripping hard at the edge of the desk. You make sure your eyes solidly meet when you get on your knees, pulling his sweatpants and boxers down with you; he almost jumps. Flinches violently at the sudden gesture and the will to cover how embarrassingly hard he was, but it’s too late, because you have a tight fist around the base of his dick. His breath hitches. “A-Are you gonna—never mind.”

“Am I gonna what?,” you bite your lip, sending a slow, tight stroke to his dick. His knuckles go white.

“I mean—’cause you’re on your knees—I think that maybe you would... suckmydick,” the last words go out in a whisper, but you didn’t have to hear it. He blushes harder at the way you giggle. It doesn’t take long before you close your lips around the tip, wetting the trace with your tongue. “E-Exactly—like that.”

You gape up at him. His eyebrows are knit, eyes dark with lust, lips wet from kissing; it’s godly. His chest heaves—up, down in suspense. You take him in your mouth as far as you can go, letting up just to go down again. He could break his desk with how hard he was grasping it just to keep himself up.

“O-Oh, fuck,” he curses through the clench in his jaw. You could stare at him and do nothing, and he’ll declare it pleasure. “Fuck, shit, fuck.”

You match the way you stroke him with how you suck, holding him; you can feel his veins protrude and pulse, hot and damp against your mouth. He brings one hand to your hair, tucking strands behind your ear for the feel of it, mouth half open.

It’s absolute Music To Your Ears. His loose breaths that bring a nasal whimper with it, the downturn on his brows like he’s begging. He’s still too diffident to express what was reeling inside his head—recurrent thoughts of tasting how wet you are or having you coiling under him. His hips almost kick. You’re tearing up, and all he can do is stroke your hair. His fingertips light you up until the ground under you feels moot. He touches you like he’s head over heels in love, petting you as if praising you, and you perceive it in the blush on his cheeks, crossing all the way across his nose. You suck faster, and it takes expected effect. He wants to say something about how he wants your pussy, but he settles with “Y-Your—mouth feels so good.”

The praise ignites you even more; you moan in approval of it. Jungkook happens to like that. A Lot, it makes his dick twitch. He’s submerged in the feeling, completely ignoring how he got here and where he’ll end up, wrapped around the thought that you willingly got on your knees for him. He doesn’t know how to express how grateful he is, but the sound of your name makes much more sense. He says it, fucking moans your name like it’s the only thing he knows. Like he hadn’t done exactly that in his lonely, wee hours of the night once or twice, feeling careless or intoxicated.

You’re a mess, nearly keening at the soft caresses of his hand on your hair, palming it against your head like he’s cradling you to sleep. You watch him ogle at the way you make certain most of his cock slips easy in your mouth. He’s increasingly timid the closer he gets, confused even if he knows you’ll let him cum down your throat. He lets his other hand free, grabbing a fistful of his hoodie and bringing it to his face, turning his head to the side. You don’t miss the way his ears flush crimson as if to match his hair, or how he moans louder against the fabric to muffle himself. In fact, how flustered he was was incredibly hot, the way he returned his other hand to the edge of the desk lest he might pull your hair out.

When he cums, you hear a string of choked glory, held together by a slowing mantra of your name until he drops his cover. He keeps his head to the side, eyes still closed, face still red, breath still heavy. You swallow, but you’d need a glass of water for your throat to clear. When you stand up, you pull his clothes up with you. “I figured you wouldn’t kiss me now that I’ve swallowed your cum.”

His eyes flutter at that, reddening quickly at the face again before he presses his lips on yours, and it’s a soft, light kiss that lasts seconds. You smile.

“You can tell Jimin it was just my hair.”

“W-What?”

“My hair. You touched just my hair.”

“He’ll think I’m weird.”

“It’s not false, I mean, you kissed my cum-stuffed mouth, so—”

He laughs at that but doesn’t stop blushing for three days.

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serendipityjxmn · 4 years

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I Hate You, Park Jimin!

Chapter 16

Words Count: 2.7k

TW: Brief smut moments!

Link to Chapter 15

Link to Chapter 17

The sun had rose so high that Saturday afternoon it’s getting slightly warm although it was Fall. I sank on the floor in the living room, feeling exhausted and slowly wiped the sweat beading on my forehead with the back of my hand. I had been busy doing house chores since early morning and I thought my morning had been pretty productive. I did my laundry, even threw in my bed sheets and stuffs, swept and mopped the floors, dusted the few furnitures I have and even made breakfast for myself this morning.

I frowned when my thoughts suddenly went to Jungkook. I hadn’t seen him at all for the rest of the week except our short encounter at the locker last Tuesday. He told me he’d meet me later at the cafe that day but turned out he didn’t show up at all that day. And the next day. And the next day as well. He didn’t come up for work at all for the rest of the week. I asked Kyung Hee eonnie and she said that he’d been taking leaves due to personal family matters. This worried me a lot and had been a source for Jimin’s grumpiness this week.

I glanced at my phone. Now that he appeared in my mind... I miss.. Jimin. He hadn’t texted me at all yet today. He usually sent me a good morning text though. Perhaps he was busy today. I pouted slightly.

And I had no idea how Yoo Nara’s name suddenly popped in my mind. She had been acting weird lately and I had no idea how to react to that. She had been civilised earlier during our first meets and ever since the incident of her bumping into my shoulder, she had been shooting glares and scowling at me during the few moments where we had unfortunately locked eye with. I suspected it had much to do with my relationship with Jimin.

Yesterday however, I had bumped into her when I was heading for the restroom. She was already inside, washing her hand when I entered. She looked up at me and her expression immediately turned nasty. Almost instantly though, she changed her expression to smirking. She shook her head as she exited the toilet with a sinister smile plastered on her lips.

Honestly, it had me weirded out. I sighed and decided to pull my thoughts away from depressing things or people.

I spent the rest of the day studying some chapters for a few hours before settling myself on the couch and flipping through Netflix channels. The night had just settled in when my phone buzzed. I glanced and felt my heart leapt from excitement when I saw Jimin’s name on the screen. God, the simple thing he does that makes me feel all butterflies.

Jimin: Have you had dinner?

I was already halfway sprinting to my bedroom to change my shirt.. just in case.

Kim Hana: No.

Jimin: Be at your place in half an hour.

I replied almost instantly.

Kim Hana: OK.

I squealed in excitement as I roughly pulled my wardrobe door open. I changed into a simple blue short pants and an oversized white T-shirt. I brushed my hair and even put on some lipstick. Jeez- Hana. Calm down girl.

The door rang half an hour later. I opened the door and immediately my mouth went dry at the sight of Park Jimin. He was wearing black turtleneck with leather jacket on top as well as ripped jeans. He looked... delicious.

“Hey.” He smiled his megawatt smile and I felt the rapid beating of my heart immediately.

“Hey.” I replied and stepped away to let him in when I noticed he bought food for me.

“Thought we could have dinner together?“ he said as he placed the plastic bags on the kitchen table.

“That would be perfect.” I said and he grinned at me. He turned around to shrug his jacket off his shoulder and placed it on the chair before turning around towards the sink to wash his hand. I had no idea what washed o ver me that I took a few steps towards him and hugged him from behind.

He stiffened for a few seconds perhaps due to shock because this was definitely not something I did to him a thousand times but immediately relaxed when I buried my cheeks against his back while my hands lay flat on his chest.

“Miss me that much?”

I only hummed in response and he chuckled. He clasped his hands around mine and gave me a tight squeeze before I realized what I was doing. Oh God- am I Kim Hana? I gasped and immediately dropped my hands. He smiled in amusement when he turned around to see my red face. I looked down.

“You’re so cute when you’re shy.” He said as he stepped towards me and I instinctively took a step backward. “Don’t be shy though, I like you jumping on me.”

I flushed crimson. I was about to head back towards the kitchen table when he blocked my path and stepped even further till I had my back against the countertop, caging me. He had both his hands beside me and I gulped from the close proximity. Sure, we’ve been.. intimate but I was still shy and everything was still new to me. And of course, it does not help that Jimin’s so ridiculously good looking he made me catch my breath all the time.

He didn’t say anything and just leaned forward until I felt his lips against mine. I immediately drowned in his kisses, soft and moist, with only slight urgency. I felt his hands went to my waist and I whimpered at his touch.

He groaned and suddenly the pace of his kiss escalated. He kissed me deeply and my breath grew shorter as I gasped for air in between kisses. His hands moved towards the small of my back as he pressed himself towards me. I moaned when I felt his crotch, hard against mine.

He then moved his lips to my neck and I shivered when he bit it lightly.

“Jimin-“ I was already a hot mess.

“Hmm?” He hummed, his voice low as he continued to place wet kisses on the crook of my neck. I gasped from the sensation. Oh God- are we gonna have sex in my kitchen?

“Jimin-“ I called him again as my hands went to lay flat against his chest. “The food will get cold,” I said as I pushed him slightly.

He lips stopped attacking me and he regarded me for a moment. He smirked when he saw the mess that I was in. “Okay.” He said and pushed himself off me. I let out a huge breath I didn’t know I was holding. I cleared my throat.

Then suddenly, without warning Jimin leaned in to plant a soft kiss on my lips. “I missed you too,” he whispered and I froze. My heart couldn’t possibly beat any faster than it did right now. My legs were slowly turning jelly. Jimin and the power he had on me and he wouldn’t know for the world.

“I’m sorry. I just can’t resist kissing you. It doesn’t help that you have the most adorable reaction either.”

I flushed further. I cleared my throat again and pushed him slightly to head towards the kitchen table while he chuckled behind me.

“So, how’s your day?” He asked me as he gently took the hair that fell down on my face and pulled it all behind. I melted at his thoughtfullness.

“Productive. I did house chores, mostly.” I smiled at him as I unpacked the food.

“But your house is sparkly clean all the time anyway.”

“Because I clean.” I retorted.

“Well then maybe- I should go and lie down on your freshly washed linens.. in the bedroom..” he said, voice low and seductive near my ear. “Care to join?”

I stilled. God- he’s so flirty I sometimes had no idea how to react other than freezing. I smacked his arms. “Pervert.”

He laughed and I swear it’s the most wonderful sound ever.

“What about you? What did you do today?”

He didn’t answer immediately so I looked up and saw him frowning.

“Jimin?”

“Huh?” He looked up as if from a daze, eyes finally meeting mine.

“What did you do today?”

His brows furrowed further. “Um- nothing.” I frowned at him and he knew I was dissatisfied with his answer so he quickly said, “Nothing really. I woke up noon, watch tv, and nap again and here I am.” He said and before I could say anything, he already made his way towards the living room, carrying the food.

I was still frowning as I followed after him and sat on the floor beside him. He was already flicking through the channels of Netflix.

Was he hiding something? I thought. Then I shook my head. Maybe he didn’t want to share or talk about it and I shouldn’t pry about it unless he wants to talk about it. So I didn’t press him further.

“What’s your favourite food?” He suddenly asked. He had finally settled on letting Good Doctor series playing on tv but he toned down the volume a lot the show was almost mere flashes of pictures.

I smiled at him as I took my first sip of the beef braised soup. Ummpph- this is heaven. “What’s so sudden?”

He shrugged. “I just realized I didn’t know your favourite when I wanted to buy food just now.”

“Actually, this.” I jutted my chin low slightly towards my soup of braised beef.

His eyes lit up. “Really? I made a good choice then.”

I nodded. “And this is really good. What about you then?”

He didn’t answer immediately as his brows knitted, thinking. “Hmm.. I don’t think I really have one. I eat everything.”

I just nodded at that. Food are something easy to fix for guys.

“What’s your favourite color?”

Hmm this is easy. “Blue.”

“Me too.”

Oh? That’s cute. I sipped my soup. “So how long have you known your annoyingly handsome group of troublemakers?”

He raised one of his eyebrows, his expression bemused. “Annoyingly handsome group of troublemakers?”

“That’s what Ah Young usually says.”

He smiled fondly before answering. “Ever since I was a kid, I guess. For Taehyung’s case,” he added. “We’re family friends. His father knows my father.. my mother knows his mother.. you know how it is.”

I simply nodded. How the rich world works- it will always be a wonder for me.

“And then Taehyung met Hoseok hyung back during Second Grade.. And he was already close with the rest at the time. And then he introduced me to all of them.”

“Taehyung’s really friendly.”

He shrugged. “I guess so. If it wasn’t for him, I might have no friends at all.”

I raised a brow at him. “Why would you say that? I told you everyone likes you.” Seriously, Jimin and his lack of self confidence. Jeez- who would have thought. The way he sauntered at college.. one would think he’s the cockiest jerk alive.

“It’s just the face.” He scoffed but when I I opened my mouth to rebutt, he suddenly chuckled.

I frowned. What’s he laughing at? “Something funny?”

“Just thinking that.. we’re kinda doing things backward. You know.. sex before getting to know each other’s trivia.” He smirked at me.

I reddened at this. How could he say the word with such ease?

“Do you have any sex kink?” He asked suddenly and I choked on my soup.

He laughed at me while I frantically clutched my chest.

“Can you not say those things so easily?” I glowered at him.

“What? I’m your boyfriend. I need to know what you like or you might think of running away.” He was done eating and now had his hand propped under his chin, his expression amused.

“It’s not like I’m dating you for s-“ My eyes widened, my hands flew to clamp my mouth immediately, realizing the word I was about to say. Jimin’s shoulder vibrated as he tried to contain his laugh. Jeez- he loves teasing me so much! I gulped. “S-something physical.” I managed to finish. ”You could be the worse in bed and I would still like you.”

“Really?” He asked, one of his eyebrows arched at me. “So you don’t like me only for the sex.. or my body?”

I gulped slightly but then shook my head. Does he really need all these assurances?

“At all?”

Jeez. He’s infuriating. “Yeap.”

“Huh,” he huffed. “So you like me huh?”

“Yeap.” I blurted out.

“Since when?”

“Since-“ my eyes widened. “No, no I’m- it’s um- it’s a slip of a tongue I don’t like you,” my eyes blew further, “I mean, I don’t hate you like, maybe I like you a bit-“ I was ranting by now.

And suddenly my words were sealed when Jimin crashed his lips against mine, surpressing all of my words. Damn Jimin and his way of silencing me!

I was lost in his kiss almost immediately.

He deepened the kiss, his tongue hot and hard exploring my mouth and I squirmed when I felt his hands went towards my thigh. He moved forward and leaned closer and my back was pressed against the sofa feet, his hands on either side of me.

I could hear his breathings getting heavier and I was pretty sure mine was too.

“Jimin-“ I moaned when his lips went to suck my neck. Fuck- my head lolled to the back and Jimin seemed appreciative with the access and he wasted no time attacking me with wet kisses and I moaned louder. God- I could already feel the wetness pooling down there. His hands that was once on my thigh already went up higher towards my waist, my stomach and now they were tracing the line of my breasts over my shirt.

“Shit- ah Jimin-“ I whimpered when I felt his crotch dangerously close to mine. I was about to push him aside so I can sit astride him when he suddenly pulled away from me.

I opened my eyes and saw him sitting casually beside me, smiling bemusedly at me.

“So tomorrow- at my place.”

Huh- what? “What?” I asked, almost inaudible as I struggled to catch my breath. Damn it- I was in such a mess, panting heavily, cheeks flushed and fucking hardened nipples but he seemed so at ease as if we didn’t just had a hot make out session. I glanced down at him - nope, he was affected - confirmed as I saw the growing bulge beneath his pants.

He seemed to notice where my gaze landed at and cleared his throat. “Our study session.”

Oh. I flushed even further, biting my cheeks. Maybe I can try to turn it into something else.. or plan a revenge seeing how he made me feel bereft tonight.

“Oh and anyway, you’re going to meet my, as you said annoyingly handsome group of troublemakers tomorrow.”

I- what?! “Me?” I almost yelled at him. “I mean- what- why?”

He chuckled at my reaction. “Because they haven’t stopped pestering me about meeting you, saying things like.. hiding sister in law.” He smirked and playfully grazed my chin.

I went pale. I wasn’t ready. I so wasn’t ready to meet his bunch of annoyingly good looking group.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow okay.” He said and then stood up.

In a daze- still trying to wrap my mind about meeting his friends tomorrow- I staggered as I tried to stand. He caught my waist immediately. A fond smile plastered on his face.

“I wouldn’t sweat about it. They’ll love you.” He placed his fingers on my chin, trying to make me look at him.

“Or more like you’ll break their neck if they don’t.”

He laughed. “That may be right too.”

I smacked his arms then proceeded to wrap my arms around him too as we made our way to the door.

“I’m going now. Good night and dream of me.” He planted a soft kiss on my head and left just like that.

Leaving me horny.

Fuck.

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solavillain · 5 years

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Pas de Deux Ch. 2: Your New Best Friend

+pairing: Spinel x fem!Reader +genre: Drama, romance, angst, slow burn, enemies to friends to lovers +warnings: None (for now) +word count: 3K +Chapter 2 / ? previous || next

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Eventually, all the Gems emerge, just as off and different as Pearl had been. Garnet hasn’t even reformed, and Ruby is patrolling back and forth near Sapphire, glaring at anyone who got near. Amethyst can only mimic people, and her hair was shorter; her limbs seeming almost like doll joints.

“Steven, what is going on with them?” You ask, worry plain on your face. You had never seen any of the Gems poof, but you knew they didn’t usually come back like...this.

He doesn’t seem to hear you, his gaze focused on the newest Gem, who Pearl had called “Spinel” a few moments ago. She was entirely different from when she had first arrived. Her pigtails were now heart-shaped buns on the top of her head, her clothes were a white and light pink combination rather than the black and deep pink they were when she had landed. And perhaps the biggest change was that her heart shaped gem was no longer upside down. This was certainly strange, as you had never heard about gem positioning changing in between reforming. You’d have to ask Pearl...

“Oh, right,” you think sadly, “she doesn’t have any clue who I am right now.” You turn your attention to Steven and Spinel, tuning back in to their conversation.

“You!” Steven exclaims, rushing over to her and shaking her gently. “What have you done to us?”

Spinel giggles lightly and pokes him on the nose. “Boop! Hee hee, now it’s your turn!”

She wraps her arms around Steven at least five times, lifts him into the air, and starts to shake him up and down vigorously with a rather vacant look in her eyes.

“Ah! Hey, uh...Spinel?” You say, gingerly placing a hand on her shoulder. “He doesn’t look like he’s enjoying that too much, hmm? Maybe you could put him down?”

Spinel directs her gaze to the boy in her stretched arms, a worried look briefly flashing over her features before the vacancy returns. “Okay!” She exclaims cheerfully, and lets Steven fall out of her grip. He falls to the floor unceremoniously, landing on his face.

You move to check on Steven, who seems much weaker than usual. Before you can say anything, Spinel walks up between the two of you and points at the others.

“Hey look! There’s more Gems!” You blink in surprise, wondering how she’s only just noticing them for the first time. “Well, if she’s really somehow supposed to be Steven’s best friend, maybe it’s a bit like Pearl’s sudden devotion to Greg...”

You turn your attention to your group of friends, your heart sinking with every second you gaze at them. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. Amethyst was going to take you to Little Homeworld tonight, you were finally going to spend some time with the “New Crystal Gems” as Bismuth, Lapis and Peridot had taken to calling themselves. You had been so excited...how did this get so twisted? “Oh,” you think snidely, “right. Her.”

The pink Gem standing on your left was now bouncing in place, a small grin plastered across her features. You have to work to stop returning her smile; her happiness seems almost infectious. You can almost forget that she caused all this mess in the first place with her bubbly persona brightening up the room every time she speaks “Let’s ask ‘em to play!” Spinel exclaims, referring to the Crystal Gems.

Steven turns to her, confusion plain on his face, “Wait, you mean you don’t remember?”

“Remember what?”

“Oh boy,” you sigh. Steven looks between Spinel and the Gems, and groans in frustration, “Just...everyone follow me!” He leads everyone to the base of Lighthouse Park, the Injector still perched smack dab in the center, the sickly pink liquid still bubbling occasionally.

“Wowee!” Spinel exclaims, “That thing sure is big! You wanna climb it, or something?” She looks to you and Steven, and dances happily in place. You shake your head with a small smile. “No, Spinel. This Injector is...you brought it here. You said something about it hurting Steven’s human half...” You trail off and look at Steven, who’s standing to your left in between you and Spinel. “You really don’t remember bringing this, attacking us?”

Spinel squints at you and Steven, and one of her spindly arms twists on its way up to scratch her head. “Uh, I did what now?”

You and Steven sigh in unison, exchanging a glance of concern. If she really doesn’t remember, and the Gems are out of commission, this was looking pretty bad. Who knew what that stuff was going to do to Beach City? To the Earth? And as far as you knew, the Cluster was still in the planet’s core, albeit bubbled by Steven. But still, that hadn’t stopped it from activating when the Diamonds had come during Garnet’s wedding. You hadn’t been around for that, as it had been May and you had still been finishing up your college finals, but from the story the Gems had told you , it had certainly been an epic fight. If the Cluster had partially formed from the Diamonds arriving on the surface, who’s to know what would happen if something was injected down to the core?

You turn to Greg, trying to keep thinking positively for Steven’s sake. Greg seems too preoccupied with Pearl right now, or at the very least, trying to get Pearl to stop staring at him. Suddenly, Lion walks down from the hill, and you smile; Lion always cheers Steven up when he’s feeling down.

“How about you Lion, what do you think of all this?” Steven asks his companion, giving the animal a hug. After a moment, he pulls away, a confused look on his face. “Ugh, what now...” he mumbles, and pulls out Spinel’s weapon from earlier. “Please please please...”

He pushes the retracted scythe against Lion’s mane and lets go, the weapon falling to the sand with a soft thud. You look between him and Lion in concern- you've seen Steven actually jump into Lion before, and store assortments of random objects for later. If he can’t access that power, then...

“What? I can’t store things in Lion’s mane now?! That’s like the easiest thing I do!” Steven exclaims, interrupting your worried thoughts. His shoulders sag for a moment, and he picks up the weapon.

“Y/n, Dad, what do I do? I’ve got no Gems to help me...except...” He turns towards Little Homeworld, and realization flashes across his face.

“Oh, duh!” He exclaims, slapping his forehead lightly. “Bismuth, Lapis and Peridot! C’mon guys, let’s go figure out how to fix this!”

You start to follow Steven and Spinel, the latter of whom was bounding after Steven with carefree laughter. You turn after a few steps, as does Steven, realizing you don’t hear anyone else following.

“Uh, guys? Greg?” You ask, taking a couple steps back towards the other group.

“Oh, Um-Greg! Allow me!” Pearl insists, stopping Greg before he could follow you and Steven. She materializes an umbrella from her gem and holds it out over Greg. “Uh...” He starts, holding out his hands in protest. Amethyst suddenly shape-shifts into Greg, which momentarily confuses Pearl; she switches the umbrella back and forth between the two versions of Steven’s dad.

“R-Ruby? Sapphire?” Steven calls out, sounding more worried by the second.

“She’s not going anywhere with you!” Ruby yells, taking up a defensive stance in front of Sapphire. “I...do see us following him to the country-side,” Sapphire remarks, and begins to walk towards Steven, nodding to you as she passes.

“Never mind! We’re going...” Ruby says reluctantly, and rushes ahead to Sapphire, who has already surpassed the group.

“Wait! Don’t leave me alone with these two!” Greg calls out, glancing worriedly at Pearl and Amethyst, who still hasn’t shifted back to her regular form.

“Steven, do you want me to stay with them?” You ask, trying to be as much help as you possibly can be. Spinel's face darkens and she moves closer to you, but avoids looking directly at you. “What’s that about...” You think, glancing to the pink Gem.

“Dad can handle Pearl and Amethyst. They’re harmless, and he knows them, so he’ll be fine. I just...Kinda want another human around while we figure everything out, especially since Connie can’t be here.”

Your gaze softens, and you remember that Steven really is just a teenager. An extraordinary teenager who has done countless good deeds for the Earth and for the universe as a whole, but a teenager nonetheless. You can’t imagine how off-putting it must be to not be able to control his powers anymore, and to have no idea how to solve the mess Spinel has caused.

“Yeah, dude, I have your back,” you say with a reassuring pat to Steven’s shoulder. “Lead the way! I was supposed to see Bismuth and the others tonight anyway, so I’m all set for however long this ends up taking.”

The group opts to make the trek to Little Homeworld, foregoing the warp for now. Steven said that part was still under construction, and though he’d used it earlier today, he didn’t know if it had been installed yet. He didn’t want your whole group to walk off the warp pad and fall 50 feet. That was fine with you- you'd only warped a couple times, when Pearl wanted to explain some Gem battles or train you in the Sky Arena. You still hadn’t quite gotten the hang of it, and it always took you a couple minutes after warping to feel regular again. You wanted to have all your wits about you for today, and with the Injector looming above the town doing who knows what to the Earth, you definitely need a clear head.

After the slightly long walk to the town, Steven found the three “New Crystal Gems” on top of one of the buildings still under construction. Bismuth was always hard at work, and you really admired her work ethic with everything she does, even if she can get a bit intense about it sometimes.

Steven leads your group over to a small lift on the side of the building, and you all make the slow ascent. You glance over at Steven, who’s doing his best to not look utterly defeated.

“Hey dude, you all right?” You ask softly.

“Yeah, I... well, no, honestly I’m not, Y/n,” Steven answers honestly. “I’m so worried about the Gems, and I’m even more worried about that thing,” he gestures to the Injector, “and I just want this to be over so I can get back to my happily ever after. Everything was going so well...”

“Hey, it’s okay not to be all right,” you say sympathetically, “I’m worried as hell too. And I can't even really do anything to help...”

“You’re helping right now,” Steven says with a kind smile.

You return his smile as the lift reaches the top. The three Gems don’t seem to notice your group immediately; they’re gazing out over Little Homeworld, lost in conversation.

Steven calls out to get their attention, "Bismuth, Lapis, Peridot! Guys, I’m really glad to see you.”

The group turns, and Peridot’s face lights up. “Steven! And Y/n, too, hi! Look, now Little Homeworld is 91.4% complete!” Steven gives her a weak smile, “That’s...great Peridot, really. But I think you guys should take a look at something...”

He gestures back towards Beach City and the Injector with a grim look on his face. You walk to the side of the building with them as Peridot pulls out binoculars from a box and stares at the Injector.

“She rode in on that?!” Peridot exclaims, lowering the binoculars and looking at you and Steven in disbelief.

“Yeah...she said my human half wouldn’t stand a chance against her Injector,” Steven replies.

“What does that mean?” Lapis asks, exchanging a look with Peridot as Bismuth walks back towards Ruby and Sappire. “No idea,” Steven replies, “but if it’s something that will hurt my human half, then it can’t be good for Y/n, or the rest of Beach City either...”

“Why don’t we just ask her?” Peridot asks, looking around for Spinel.

You look around as well- you haven’t seen her since you got to the top of the building; where could she be? Did she remember something and run off to attack Pearl and Amethyst? You start to panic, until she pops up from behind Steven yelling, “Surprise!”

You roll your eyes, fighting back a small smile. She definitely hasn’t remembered anything yet, and in this form she’s still rather endearing. If a bit annoying...

“Here she is...my new best friend, Spinel,” Steven says with a sigh, presenting the Gem to the others.

“A pleasure to meet you all,” Spinel says with a flourish and a bow. She glances up at you staring at her and giggles and winks.

“What...?”

Before you can think too much about it, Bismuth interrupts your thoughts. “I thought you said she was just trying to kill you?”

“Wow, quick turn around,” Lapis says with a mischievous look in her eye.

“No kidding! It took me months to stop trying to kill Steven,” Peridot remarks.

“Eh, for me it was a day, day and a half,” Bismuth jokes, grinning at her friends.

“I’m still on the fence,” Lapis says, which causes the group to burst into laughter. You giggle along, momentarily forgetting the dire situation. You had a feeling that once this was all over, you were really going to love getting to know this group. They seemed like such great friends, and it felt like you and Amethyst would blend in easily whenever you all got together.

“All right, let's see this thing she hit you with,” Peridot says, turning to you and Steven with a determined look on her features. You step aside, moving next to Spinel so Steven and Peridot can have some space to examine the weapon.

“Psst! Hey, you! What’s goin’ on?” Spinel asks in a loud whisper, tugging on your arm.

You look down to your left. She’s shorter in this form, and though you’re about average height, she’s still a couple inches shorter than you, her heart-shaped buns just reaching the middle of your face.

You give her a small smile and reply, “Well, you don’t remember, I guess, but you brought that weapon they’re examining, so we’re trying to figure out what it is and what it did to everyone.” You gesture towards Ruby and Sapphire. “Those two don’t normally...look or act like this, and we want to get everyone back to normal so we can help save Beach City. We don’t know what the Injector you brought does...but we want to stop it before anything bad happens.”

Spinel stares up at you, intently listening to every word. “Ooh, I get it! Ok, I’ll help too!” She exclaims, standing up straighter and puffing her chest out slightly. You giggle, finding her posturing rather cute. She may still not have any clue what was going on, but at least she’s trying.

Spinel grins, glancing at you from the side, not moving from her important helpful position. “She seems happy that she made me laugh,” you think fondly, returning her smile.

Just then, Bismuth snatches the scythe from Peridot, who had been holding it up to her eye. You jump in surprise, turning your attention back to the conversation.

“Be careful with that!” She warns, “It’s a rejuvenator.”

Pressing on the button, Bismuth displays the weapon for everyone, carefully holding it out at arm's length. You flash back to a few hours ago, when the innocent Gem to your left had been attacking your friends and causing them to forget you. You furrow your brow at the thought, your heart feeling sad again. You can’t allow yourself to get so caught up in Spinel’s games that you forget what she’s done, even if she’s forgotten herself.

Bismuth continues her explanation. “Homeworld used to use these things on Gems that started steppin’ outta line. One hit with this...you’re back to how they made you,” she finishes, gazing down at Ruby and Sapphire sadly.

“What are you looking at,” Ruby says, holding out a protective hand in front of her Sapphire.

Your eyes widen as Bismuth’s explanation sinks in- the Gems, your friends...they really were reset. They had no idea who you were, where they were, and-

“Oh, Steven,” you say kindly, placing a tentative hand on his shoulder. “I’m so sorry.”

“Oh my stars, I touched it!”

You turn to Peridot at her outburst, a disbelieving look on her face.

“I could have lost all my character development!”

You snort, trying to hold in laughter. Peridot was definitely funny as hell, whether she tried to be or not. Suddenly, a thought strikes you.

“Wait...how did you survive being hit by the rejuvenator, Steven? I know you’re only half Gem, but still...”

He furrows his brow, but then a look of realization comes over him. “I...I think I didn’t,” he answers, “My human half kept me from poofing, but- but my Gem half, it took the hit! She sent me back; it’s like I’m a kid again! I can barely control my powers...how do we reverse this?” Steven looks frantically between you and the New Crystal Gems, searching for answers. Bismuth holds out the retracted weapon and places it back in Steven’s hand. You meet his eyes, trying to reassure him with a look. But you don’t have any answers for him. You wrap your arms around your middle, trying to hold it together for him. For everyone. You know you can’t do much, not to the extent that a Gem or even Connie can do, but you can at least be emotionally strong for your friends.

“You’re the one with healing powers...” Lapis says softly, “If anyone can fix this, it’s you.”

“I can’t believe this...for the first time in years, everyone’s in danger, everybody needs me! And I’m useless!” Steven glances worriedly at the Injector, and then at Spinel, who hasn’t left your side since she made you laugh.

He turns towards Bismuth and asks, “What do we do?” “I’m sorry, Steven...I don’t know.”

You turn to Bismuth in shock. Even she doesn’t know? And she knew what the weapon was...but has no way to fix it.

Things were looking grim.

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missyriver · 5 years

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The Gift (fanfic)

Merry Holiday's Friends:

This is my official first Kdrama fanfic (be kind). I got to play Santa for @eunsjisoo by @kdramanetwork. I'm a huge fan of Fight For My Way and this OTP. Here is a little holiday fluff to enjoy. Follow me her or for more kdrama love @kdramama

Also tagging some of my favorite Kdrama addicts. @mel-loves-kdramas @kdramaxoxo @kdramaomo @sirlairla @tea-and-autumn @so-jjang @florence-bubbles

"I need you," the voice desperate on the line.

"I know what you want and I can't help you," she said slightly distracted.

"You can't or you won't!?" He demanded.

"Three days before Christmas it's the same thing. This is your problem, you need to figure it out."

"You are the only one that can help me. She is your friend."

"You've known her longer than I have and she is you wife."

"It our first Christmas together as a couple. Last year I gave her a CD and a bag of chocolate. She threw the CD at me and ate the chocolates. How was I supposed to remember I gave her the same CD for her birthday." He whined.

"That is exactly why I am not helping you. She'll know if I helped and then we will both pay for it. She been extra moody lately and I am not going to get on her bad side."

"Seol-Hee," he drew out her name his voice high.

“Dong-man,” his long time friend mocks in a sing song voice.

“Give me a hint? Has she said she wanted anything? I new rice cooker? A toaster? Coffee Maker?”

“Are you kidding? Do you want Ae-ra to kill you? You said everything you definitely should not give. I’m surprised you didn’t add treadmill,” she sighed over the phone.

“Did she say she wanted a treadmill?” He asked hopeful. He was starting to make good money training at the gym.

“No!” Seol-hee yells into the phone. “Give her something from the heart and she will like it.”

“That is not helping,” he groans.

“Well it's the best I can offer because I will not, can not help you.”

She hung up the phone and his last chance of easy shopping was lost. Dong-man cursed under his breath and looked around. He has known Ae-ra for most of his life and he has never been able to give her a gift she really wanted. He had no idea how he has been able to convince her to marry him.

As soon as she agree he rushed them along to get married scared she change her mind. They moved into a her bigger apartment and Seol-hee took over his. He retired from fighting as promised and started coaching. People were coming from all over the country to work with him. Ae-ra announcing career was off to a promising start. The talent he’d always know she had been recognized by others. He always made sure to make video recordings of everyone of her broadcast.

Dong-man knew he needed to get her something special but no matter how many years he knew his best friend Ae-ra he was still getting use to his wife Ae-ra. They still argued, still teased each other but now fights ended with kisses and teasing leads to the bedroom.

The store he chose had everything from home goods to cosmetics and not one thing screamed his wife. Frustrated he shoved his hand in his sweatshirt and hunches his shoulders to stomp out of the store. A flash of light stops him. He looks down into the glass counter his heart beats faster.

For the first time in twenty years he had found the perfect gift and she would not out do him.

Dong-man was the first one to wake up Christmas morning. He looked down at his sleeping wife. Most days she’d be the first one up demanding the first shower in the last few weeks she started sleeping in. Fighting a stomach bug the drained her and messed with her appetite. He made her promise to go to the doctor after the holidays are over if she did not get better.

He pressed a soft kiss to her cheek before crawling out of bed. The dark circles under her eyes worried him and he wanted her to sleep as much as she could. They had plans to meet up with their friends later and a visit to her father this weekend. All in all, it was the perfect way to spend their first holiday together.

An hour later Ae-ra dragged herself out of bed. Her hair stuck up in different angles. She rubbed a hand over her stomach and grumbled. She sat down at their small table and shoved the plate of eggs and rice away.

“Just toast, I can’t even look at eggs today,” she mumbled.

She took small sips of water and small nibbles of toast.

Dong-man reached out and pressed his hand to her forehead. His body relaxed when she didn’t appear to have a fever.

“Did you make an appointment for the doctor?” He asked concerned.

“Already went early this week. I should be fine in a few weeks.”

He dropped his spoon. “Weeks, he said weeks. Is this a real doctor? Did he give you anything to help you keep food down? Or tell you what’s wrong?”

She shoved toast in her mouth, eyes wide and nodded.

“I’m fine, I promise. What time are Seol-hee and Joo-man coming over?”

Dong-man scowled at his wife's attempt to change the subject. He was not ready to let go of the idea that she could be sick and there is nothing he can do to help her. His biggest fear is losing her and watching her get sick day after day was driving him crazy.

“After noon I believe. They were going to make a few deliveries around town first. I think they just wanted to give us some private time.”

Dong-man stood from his chair and reached out his hand to her. She took his hand and stepped into his warm embrace. His chin resting on her head.

“In case I don’t tell you enough, I love you. I am the luckiest man in the world to have you by my side and I will spend my life loving you.”

She snuggled closer tightened her arms around his waist and sniffled.

“Why you have to go and make me cry first thing this morning?”

“Hey, don’t cry Ae-Ra. Come here,” he coaxed her toward the couch. He sat down and pulled her into his lap. She snuggled into him rubbing her nose on his shirt.

Dong-man smiled, he dragged and hand over her hair. Laying the curls down and calming her emotions. He reached under the pillow and pulled out the small box and placed it on her lap.

“Merry Christmas,” he said with a kiss on her forehead.

“It better not be another, EXO CD.” She said with a chuckle.

“You like EXO and this is too small to be a CD.”

“If this is an MP3 player with EXO I will also kick your ass.”

“Again I know you like EXO so stop pretending and just open it.” Dong-man grumbled.

Impatient she tore the brightly colored paper. A small velvet box sat in her hands. She slowly lifted the lid and gasped.

Inside was a rose gold microphone pendant encrusted with tiny diamonds on a rose gold chain. The microphone was delicate. Ae-Ra started to cry again.

“Those are good tears right?! I did good? I can go get the new EXO album you’ve been dancing too.” She shakes her head and flingers her arms around him.

“It’s good, it’s very good. I love it.”

“I am so proud of you and just wanted everyone to know.”

“You are at every one of my announcements and I believe you cheered louder for me then anyone there for the actual fight. No matter how many times you deny it I know you created the Ae-ra fan club on Instagram."

He rolls his eyes and shrugs, "I will always be your biggest fan."

She kisses him soundly on his lips then each cheek. Before crawling off his lap. He reached up for her trying to pull her back down for more kisses. She dodged his outstretched arms and grabbed a small box out from under their tiny tree.

"There is no way your going to top my gift this year. You may have reigned supreme for years but I have this one in the bag," he bragged.

She handed him box a smug smile on her face.

"We will see about that, just open the box."

Dong-man open to box. Under the lid was a black and white blurry picture he couldn't make out. He pulled back the tissue paper. Inside is two little red shoes. A folded white shirt tucked under the shoes with big bold letters saying "hi daddy."

He dropped the box and jumped to his feet. His eyes wide, mouth open words trapped in his chest. Tears welled in his eyes and fell to his knees in front of her. He pressed kisses to her stomach while wrapping his arms around her.

"Seriously!? Really your preg.." he choked on the word. His throat closing up with overwhelming emotions.

"I'm eight weeks and the doctor said the baby and I are fine." She lifted the box up and pulled of the picture he ignored. "Here is the first picture of our baby. No bigger than a blueberry."

"A blueberry," he said in awe. "You win, I can never beat this gift."

"Technically you gave it to me first." She said with a slight smile.

Ae-ra drops down to wrap her arms around him. They are laughing, crying though their sloppy kisses. Dong-man lifts her up into his arms walked back into their room and gently places her on the bed.

"Can we still…?"

"We can definitely still do that."

Dong-man kick the door shut and spent the rest of the day celebrating the world's best gift and the woman that made it possible.

"You don't think he gave her another CD and she killed him?" Joo-man asked.

They had been standing at their friends door for almost 20 minutes knocking with no answer. The phone calls sent straight to voicemail. Seol-hee had avoided the newlyweds home unless invited scared she walk in at the wrong time.

"I doubt it, at least I hope so. I am terrible at lying and haven't updated my alibi list since they got married."

"Want to go get something to eat and watch a movie?" Joo-man offered.

"I pick the movie." She said with a toss of her hair walking down stairs toward the main street.

"Yes, of course, whatever you want."

Joo-man dropped the gifts at the door knocked once more before chasing after her. The small box burning a hole in his pocket.

#kdnsecretsanta #kdrama fic #future fic #fight for my way #fight my way #fanfiction #fanfiction writing #kdrama #kdrama fanfic #my writing #ko dong man #choi ae ra #unedited

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grinch-003 · 4 years

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UNDERSIDE (Test version) chapter 5

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Chapter 5: “New beginning after the accident”

DAY: 11 JULY YEAR: 2035 TIME: 1:25 PM

[Mount Ebott…]

Jack: (Barely walks) Heh–heh… How ironic…I thought, that I knew every version of the legend about the war between HUMAN and MONSTERS. It could be interesting to hear a legend about a kid, who just decided to walk around and reset everything. (Notices the entrance to the cave) (Entered the cave) This story will end here, and nobody would hear it again… (Fell into the hole)

YOU CAN’T GIVE UP YET…

Jack: (Awakes) AAAAGGGHHHHHH~ I’m really getting tired of it. Wait a sec… (Raised) This room, and… (Sniffs)

[Creak…]

Toriel: (Enters the room) (Holds a plate with a pie on it) (Notices Jack is awake) Ah, my child… Tee–hee, it’s been a while since we met last time.

Jack: (Spaced out) Uhh… (Smirks) (smiles) Hello, Tori.

DAY: 13 JULY YEAR: 2035 TIME: 11:11 AM

[Underground…]

[Sans and Papyrus’ house…]

[Sans’ room…]

Jack: (Lies on pile blankets) (Snores)

Sans: (Lies on a bed) (Snores)

Papyrus: (Broke into the room) HUMAN, SANS, wake up!

Jack and Sans: Holy…! (Fell on the floor) Ow…

Papyrus: (Noticed Jack and Sans on the floor) Oh, you two woke up already. Great, I’ll be waiting for you two downstairs. (Left)

Jack and Sans: (Sigh)

[A few minutes later…]

[Kitchen…]

Jack: (Yawns) Morning, Paps.

Sans: (Still sleepy) G’ morning, bro.

Papyrus: (Turned to Sans and Jack) Honestly, for how long you two need to sleep.

Sans: Bro, we’ve slept so much because of you…

Papyrus: Neyh…?

Jack: You didn’t let us go to sleep till 4 am, cause we were watching the MTT–show with you.

Papyrus: Oh… Neyh–heh, sorry…

[After breakfast…]

Jack: ‘Kay, I’ll be at the Ruins.

Sans: Don’t worry, I won’t forget.

Jack: (Hints) Yeah, you won’t forget to come to practice your jokes RIGHT behind the door.

Sans: (Blushing) (Turned to Jack) K–kid…!

Jack: (Turned to Sans) (Showed thumb) I will support you, Sans.

[At the ruins…]

Jack: (Sits on the ground) (Concentrating) Mmnnggg… (Lost concentration) damn it…! (Hits the ground) (Looks down) Why can’t I even concentrate my magic…?

Toriel: (Came out of nowhere) Maybe you need to calm down or relax?

Jack: (Turned to Toriel) But I am calm AND relaxed… (Looked away) I just don't understand what am I doing wrong. (Lied on the ground) (Looks up) If I had pills, like before.

Toriel: Pills…?

Jack: (Looks at Toriel) Yeah, when I was in project “Fragmentation”. Before tests, I always was given magic pills. I could use one or a few kinds of magic, but only for some time. And now… All these kinds of magic are part of me, but I can’t even concentrate them right.

Toriel: Maybe because you waiting for it to disappear?

Jack: (Raised) (Puzzled) (Looked at Toriel) What do you mean…?

Toriel: You said, that you could use any kind of magic, but only for some time, right? Maybe that is the problem? You don’t want to accept it, not because you can’t?

Jack: Hmm… Maybe you right… (Looked away) (Closed eyes) (Concentrating) (Soul glowed) Wow… What was that…? I felt so…FREE.

Jack’s thoughts: Could it be the soul resonance, which dad and doc were talking about? Probably… (Looked at arms) but I’m not sure.

DAY: 18 JULY YEAR: 2035 TIME: 8:36 AM

[Sans and Papyrus’ house…]

Jack: Okay, Paps, I’m going to Grillby’s on the surface. (Looks back)

Papyrus: (Looked out from the corner) Jack, wait… (Doesn’t notice Jack) HE’S GONE…!

[Surface…]

[Ebott–city…]

[Grillby’s…]

Jack: (Humming) (Drinks soda)

Fuku: Jack, are you ok?

Jack: Mmh… (Looked at Fuku) Sure, I’m fine. No need to worry about me, Gill.

Fuku: Please, don’t call me by my second name.

Jack: Why not? (Points at Fuku) You call me: “Ace” sometimes too.

Fuku: It just…feels like you are uncle or brother.

Jack : (Snorks)

Fuku: What’s so funny?

Jack: (Looked away) I just imagined myself as your brother, so I couldn’t hold myself back…

Fuku: So, can you answer one of my questions?

Jack: Sure. (Put soda away)

Fuku: That accident… I don’t think the explosion was so strong. Everyone in the town saw a giant colon of light, but it was magic, wasn’t it?

Jack : (Sigh) Sorry Fuku, but some things have to be there, where they are.

Fuku: Oh, it’s ok. I was just curious.

Jack: Nah, that’s ok. Thanks for the soda. (Paid for soda) (Took bottle) See ya, Gill. (Walks away)

Fuku: Bye, Ace.

[Door bell…]

Fuku’s thoughts: When I met him for the first time, I thought he is a regular human, but… Despite him being a human, he doesn’t really care about what other humans tell him about us.

Fuku: If he was Frisk and Chara’s parent, nobody would be surprised about it… (Looked away) Well, who knows…?

[Somewhere in Ebott–city…]

Jack : (Walks) It’s been a week since the accident.

Jass : (Flies next to Jack) And you look so lively.

Jack: Pfftt… (Looked at Jass) is that a compliment?

Jass: No, just a fact, that you act like nothing happened.

Jack: Really…? (Took a sip of soda) I thought that I act like always.

Jass: (Sigh) Just don’t get in trouble. (Disappeared)

Jack: (Noticed something) Hmm…

[Peaks stack out of the ground and stab Jack…]

Jack: GGHHHHHAAAAAA…!!!!!!!!!!!

?????: FIRE!

Jack: Shit… (Teleported)

[Central part of the Ebbot–city…]

Jack: (Appeared) Gah… (Leans to the wall) Damm… (Drinks the rests of the soda to heal himself) Something like this never happened before…

?????: No, please!

Bandit 1: Call whoever you want, nobody will help you.

Bandit 2: Now give us everything you’ve got and we hurt you.

Jack’s thoughts: (Looks out of the corner) Non–human…? Well, I took enough damage for today. (Starts to walk away) Besides, I don’t know her and… (Stopped) Ugh… screw this… (Teleported)

Bandit 1: Then, DIY! (About to stab ?????)

Jack: (Appeared right in front of Bandit 1) (Was stabbed) Gghhhhh… (Spited out blood)

Bandit 1: (Took the knife out of Jack) (Walk back a bit)

Bandit 2: (Puzzled) What the…?

Jack: (Bleeding harder) Looks like today's luck is not on your side… (Summoned blaster)

Bandit 1 & Bandit 2 : HOLY ****!!!!

[Blast…]

Flina: Thank you for saving me. I am Flina–the ambassador of non–humans.

Jack: Eh…whatever, but nice to meet you too. My name is… (Fell on the ground) (Past out)

Flina: (Puzzled) (Worried) Oh no… What happened to you?! (Noticed all Jack’s wounds) (Gasp) Somebody, help! This human is dying!

[Hospital…]

[Jack’s camera…]

Jack: (Lying in bed) (Awaking) Phew… (Looks up) I thought I was a goner…

Jass: Morning, sleeping beauty.

Jack: Shut up. (Raised up) Where am I…?

Jass: (Out of nowhere) You fall on the ground and then pass out, but that non–human girl brought you here. (Looked at Jack) Good luck to not die here. (Disappeared)

Jack: (Puzzled) Non–human girl…?

[Door opens…]

Flina: (Notices Jack is awake) (Looks at Jack) (Releaved) Oh, thank God… You are awake.

Jack’s thoughts: (Looked at Flina) Oh, right…

Flina: (Comes to Jack) Are you feeling better?

Jack: Yeah, I’m okay. (Remembered) Oh… I didn’t introduce myself. My name is Jack Ace Side.

Flina: Wait, you are Serjel Ace Side’s son, who everyone calls “Cursed Ace”

Jack: (Turned away) Well…Kinda…

Flina: (Snorks)

Jack: (Turned to Flina) Umm… Sorry, but what’s so funny?

Flina: (Looks at Jack) Everyone thinks, that you are a merciless killer, but…now I know it’s all just rumors. Because the killer would never sacrifice himself to save someone.

Jack: (Smiled) (Started to cry)

Flina: (Puzzled) Wh–why are crying…?

Jack: (Rubs eyes)

Flina: (Hugs Jack) (Started to cry)

Jack: (Puzzled) Flina…what are you doing?

Flina: How can I not start crying myself, when someone saved my life and almost died…? I’m sure you’ve been through many terrible things…

Jack: (Hugs Flina) Well… (Put a hand on Flina’s head) same to you. Humans don’t like what they can’t understand or…somebody.

Flina: (Sobbing)

Jack: There–there… (Pats Filna’s head) just let yourself cry a little bit.

Flina: (Nods) Mmnhmnn…

Jack’s thoughts: (Looks at Flina) (Smiles) Geez, what a crybaby…

DAY: 25 JULY YEAR: 2035 TIME: 12:35 PM

[Hospital…]

Flina: (Walking through the hall) I hope Jack will there again. (Noticed door to Jack’s camera) Oh, there’s his room! (Opens the door) Jaa…! (Noticed a note) A note…? (Picks note)

Note: Heya, Flina. If you are reading this note, it means I already left the hospital. Sorry for not warning you, but if I didn’t leave, you wouldn’t let me go. Thank you for bringing me here. I hope we’ll meet again and hope that you will forgive me. See ya around.

Flina: (Smiles) I should’ve been mad at you… (Looked away) but I know that we’ll meet again. And don’t worry… (Looks at the note) I already forgave you. (Notices somebody) Ah…? AAAAA…!

[Central part of Ebott–City…]

Jack: (Walks) Maybe I should’ve waited for Flina? Nah…I have a weird feeling that we’ll meet again soon. Heh, that’ll be very funny… (Felt something) (Turns head) Huh…?

?????: (Hits Jack)

Jack: (Flew into the wall) (Broke through the wall)

?????: (Disappointed) What a pity. I expected more from you.

Jack: Ow, you know what…? (Raised up) That’s not how you suppose to greet a new friend… (Looks at ?????) if you didn’t know…

?????: What…?

Jack: (Stands up) And by the way… (Eyes glow) I’m not that easy to be defeated by just one hit.

?????: (Impressed) Hpmf… Good, looks like it’s going to be more interesting.

Jack: The name’s Jack. Yours?

Liza: Liza, Liza Braventce.

Jack: Liza? Hmm…where did I hear this name?

Liza: Enough talking! (Dashes) (Crashed the wall)

Jack: (In the middle of the air) (Upside down) Nope, still not…

Liza: (Turned back) (Puzzled) What…?!

Jack’s thoughts: Phew…that was close. (Looked at Liza) And her fighting style…reminds mine, when I’m using BRAVERY and PATIENCE.

Liza: (Looks at Jack) (Covered fists with magic) I don’t think so. (Jumps to Jack)

Jack: (Noticed Liza) Mhh… (Teleported)

Liza: Again…?! (Landed)

Liza’s thoughts: So these are his abilities. (Puzzled) But it’s impossible just to disappear…

Jack: (appeared not far from Liza) Oh yeah, now I remembered. (Rubs head) Heh… Sorry, Liz. I didn’t understand it was you. You have changed since the last time we met.

Liza: What…?

[Flashback…]

Jack: (Walks) C’mon, Liz, we are almost there.

Liza: (Not from Jack) Jack, please, wait for me!

Jack: (Teleported to Liza) Come on, why don’t you try to teleport too?

Liza: (Tired) Huff…huff…huff… I can’t use my magic the same way as you do.

Jack: Liz, (Puts his hand on Liza’s shoulder) that’s because you don’t believe in yourself. Just try to do what you can, and everything will happen by itself.

Liza: Okay. (Smiled) Let’s go! (Runs)

Jack: That’s the spirit! (Follows Liza)

[Now…]

Jack: (Puzzled) (Looks at Liza) Liz, you ok there?

Liza’s thoughts: No way… (Stepped back) It can’t be him, it can’t be true…

?????: Enough, agent Bravence! Fire!

Liza: (Looked back) Commander, wait…!

[Blast…]

Jack: Shit! (Teleported at the last moment)

“Commander”: He left. Well, it doesn’t matter. We have a plan B. (Looks at the cage behind him)

[In the lane…]

Jack: (Appeared) (Flew into the wall) (Bumped on trashcan) (Fell on the ground) Uuggghhhh…Crap… even if doesn’t give me much damage, it still hurts… (Raised)

“Commander's” voice: (Everywhere) Ace Side, don’t even try to run or hide. You got nowhere to run, our people are guarding this area…

Jack: Pftt… (Stood up) Like it would stop me. (Starts to walk)

“Commander's” voice: Besides, you won’t leave a friend of yours named “Flina”, right?

Jack: (Stoped) (Puzzled) Flina…?

“Commander's” voice: We give you an hour to think about it. (Finished)

Jack: I don’t even need a minute… (Turns black) Don’t worry Flina, I’m coming. (Looks down) Even if I have to sacrifice our friendship. (Teleported).

[Central part of Ebbot–City…]

Liza’s thoughts: I can’t believe the enemy, because of who this organization was formed is Jack. Maybe, I can change their minds about him and…?

Jack: (Appeared out of nowhere) (Inhales) (Shouts) HEY!!!!

“Commander”: Ah, you decided to come here and surrender?

Jack : (Made a few steps forward) I’ll ask only once. WHERE…IS…FLINA?!

“Commander”: (Walked away) (Points at cage behind) Here.

Flina: Jack, run! it’s a trap!

Jack: (Coming closer) (Summoning a scythe) (Teleported) (Appeared in the air behind soldiers) (Shouts) GET DUNKED ON! (Slashes)

“Commander”: (Shouting) Shot the prisoner!!!!!

[Blast…]

Jack: (Appeared in front of Flina) (Absorbed magic)

Flina and Liza: Jack, no!!!!!!

Jack: Phew… Not bad–not bad at all. (Turne to Flina) You okay there, Flina?

“Commander”: What…!!?!?!?!

Liza: (Shocked) How…? It’s impossible to survive after taking so much damage.

Jack: Well… (Turned to soldiers) first I thought about it, but I decided to absorb all this magic. That’ll save Flina and would restore magic, which was used for my previous attack. So… (Teleported) (Appeared on the Building’s roof) Let me give it back to you. (Summoned blasters)

“Commander's” thoughts: If we all die here… (Pulls out a gun) We will take that girl with us. (Shooted at Flina)

Liza: (Appears in front of Flina) (Took the bullet) Gghhn… (Landed rough)

Flina: (Shocked)

Jack: (Notices) No… (Falls on his knees) NOOOOOOOOOOOO…!!!!!!

[Everything started to shake because of Jack’s magic pressure…]

“Commander”: (Shouts) Shoot them down!!!!

Jack: (Teleported) (Appeared in front of Flina and Liza) DIE. (Slashes) (Drops his scythe) (Turned back) (Came to Liza) Liza, please wake up. Come on… (Smiles through tears) a simple bullet can’t kill you. Right…? (Fell on his knees) (Started to cry)

Jack’s thoughts: Damm it, if only I could heal. (Hugs Liza) (Glows with green light) Why am I such a failure…?

Jack: (Appeared in a weird place) Huh… (Looks around) Where am I…? And… (Looks down) Liz…? She is under this ice. (Eyes glow) I need to break it.

[Underwater…]

Liza’s thoughts: (Drowns) Am I dying…? (Hears something) (Looks up) (Noticed Jack) Someone is trying to break the ice…?

Jack: (Hits the ice) Come on, come on, come on, COME ON…!!! (Stopped) (Cries) No… (Concentrating ALL magic) I won’t let you die that… (Raised hand) Easy! (Broke the ice) (Dived)

Liza’s thoughts: (Notices that ice is broken) The ice is broken? (Looks down) What’s the point? I’m too weak to swim. (Closed eyes) (Felt something) Hmn…what is it? (Opened eyes) What…?! (Notices Jack hugging her)

Jack: (Hugs Liza) Don’t you dare to die because you were just shot.

#underside #undertale #story

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izayoichan · 5 years

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“Although the warmth from the light might not be so good.” “No one said there had to be lights.” “Eerhm... okay?” “I can put up a screen here, you can change and we can take a picture for Vy to keep?”

Hayden looks at Vy who pretty much jumped out of his skin when Marie talked, having to admit it would be very tempting, and not to forget something they seldom seemed to have these days, fun.

“Hmh... I ehm....No... I mean... Id like it, but... I don't want to tire you too much. So it's okay. Plus it looks uncomfy.” “Fine, let's do it, you can help me can't you Vy?”

He wants to make Vy smile somehow, and feel a little more comfortable, and besides, it gave them something to do but sit there on their butts and it to him at least seemed like something fun. Marie looking at the two of them, nodding to herself.

“Hmh.. you are a bit taller than your brother... and...different colors... Blue and white maybe, what do you think Vy?”

Vy looks between them as worry hits him

“But won't it get to warm, those clothes look warm! No. What if you get worse? And you'll need help changing and you can't stand for long on your own, and it has to be cold, you'll get worse!”

He starts rambling about all the dangers this can bring to Hayden's health, not noticing the look on Hayden's face, burying himself more and more in concerns and paranoia until he falls quiet realizing he's being unreasonable again, feeling Hayden takes his hands, giving them a gentle squeeze

“I... I don't know... I want you to be well…” “It will be fine, I'm not going to wear them for long, and I can go in the ice tub after, and then all will be as it is.”

He sighs, and takes one hand to make him look at him.

“Vy, I love you, I wouldn't do this if I wasn't sure it would be fine.”

Marie just nods and goes to find the clothing, doing some signals to Madelene so she knows to come over when Marie does the sign again after.

“Okay, just... The moment you get warm you're going in the tub, clothes be damned!”

He nods, resolute in his decision, he looks at Marie who walks away and says so she can hear him.

“Yes! Blue and white, for Hayden!” “Yes Vy!

He looks back at Hayden, kissing his hand, hearing Marie chuckle as she goes to the dressing room to find Hayden some clothing.

“If you feel sick or tired, please tell me.”

He reaches to his cheek, looking him in the eyes and sighs.

“Tell me, okay?” “I promise the first sign and you can put me on ice.”

He leans his forehead against Vy's, his eyes looking locking with his.

“I know you mean well, but stop it... just for a minute or two, please... pretend I'm not sick when I put this on, and just enjoy it?”

He knows he is asking a lot, but he also needs to just feel normal.. if only for five minutes or maybe even ten if he was to be that lucky. Vy looks down, keeping his hands on the cheek and he kisses him gently. Feeling a bit guilty for being so overbearing, but he was so close to loose Hayden that the thought of seeing him again the way he was after the accident, it just terrifies him. he can't even think about it without getting anxious.

“I'm sorry... I'll try, I promise, but you have to enjoy yourself too, have fun, okay?”

He kinda wondered at times if Hayden had fun, he always felt so sad and….Vy shakes his head, he doesn't want to think about it.

“We are both going to have fun!” “That was the idea my little guardian dragon. Just a bit of fun, because we could both need it

Marie comes back, clothing in hand, and a small machine as well.

“Found this back there, portable air-conditioning that we use to keep the changing room cool, but as this is now the changing room.”

She smiles putting some clothing on the side of the sofa.

“Now, the blue and white are for you Hayden, while the burgundy and black are for you Vy.”

She winks, putting on the aircon, making ice-cold airflow from one side of the couch, then she gets a divider that hides them from the rest -

“As soon as you’re both changed, I'll make Madelene take a few shots, and your good to take them off again.” “Oooh, this seems fun, you first Vy, so you can help me?”

He smiles, looking expectedly at him, for once, the smile is in his eyes too, clearly looking forward to seeing Vy all dressed up.

“Wait? I am going to dress up too?!”

He looks at Hayden and rubs arm, thinking a little.

“Oh! We're going to do couple shots?!”

He finds himself actually excited to take pictures with Hayden. then looks around, something on his mind.

“Hay hay, do you want to take pictures with me in this form or... you know... with horns and scales?”

He blushes a little, poking fingers together.

“Whatever form you want Vy

He smiles, happy to see Vy so happy and for once almost carefree something that was rare, well it had always been rare, but even more so lately.

“I love both, equally, but maybe it would be cute to have a dragon shoot?”

Vy blushes and looks at Marie.

“C-can you promise not to tell anyone... the person who's going to take the photos too! Hunters…” “Of course, your secret is safe with us.”

He doesn't go much in detail, simply flinching. Easily he shifts, scales and horns appearing, eyes changing. he grabs the burgundy and black suit, realizing the fabric is a lot more comfortable than he thought and he puts it on, fixing the cuffs and jacket, then he turns to Hayden.

“What do you think?” “ Wow... that is pretty much what I think... I want pictures of you like this! “Can I see before we dress Hayden?”

Marie smiles, just wanting to make sure it fits perfectly, Hayden looking at him with a wide smile on his face, just watching him, realizing the clothing looks perfect on him. Vy nods at Marie and lets her fix his clothing, so they can then help Hayden, his smile brightening as he notices Hayden actually smiling.

“There, and I must say, this looks so good on you Vy. Now, I'll let you dress up your boyfriend here and then do the same and call Madelene over, I think they are almost done as well if you want one with all three.”

She walks back out, watching Rylan finish his shoot, still before Carl has done his, shaking his head at how slow that boy could be sometimes.

“Okay, you need to help me a bit.”

He chuckles, as he takes off his shirt, and puts on the way fancier one, leaving it to Vy to help with pants and shoes, feeling how it's warmer but with the aircon right next to him, not by that much. Vy nods and helps Hayden off his shoes then his pants, gently massaging his legs, looking with a sad frown at the scars.

“My Hay Hay... “

Hee places a peck on Hayden's knee and turns around, grabbing the pants and helping him put them on before finishing up with the shoes, before he takes a step back with a smile, surprised at how elegant and beautiful Hayden looks in the suit, not as a prince, but like a beautiful King. A king to his heart.

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#Hayden Ward #Rylan Ward #Yvreon Nebulae #Marie #the ward legacy #I just had to do this #you understand right #the chance to make them play dressup toogether #cause why would I not?#and because it would be fun for them as well #and for me #which is also go #and I can so easily see them enjoying this #marie is enjoying it too #she loves putting people in clothing that makes them look good #and perhaps different than before.#and Vy all suited up #that is a special sight to see!

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bullwrinkledmagnum · 5 years

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I scrolled through the article 3 times to reexamine the picture of the nails...

Abu tells me: it's there it wasn't a disappearing picture!

Then he tells me....: there was no pictures on the internet, it was in your head!

I remember when we went with Queen Elizabeth II

And she had told me we were gonna go watch them excavate coffins... No one else pays attention to a little old lady in a plane full of rambunctious boys. Except me.

So when we got there jesse tells me "hey you know everything, what's inside these?" And he got distracted by kids and had to yell turned back to me and said "huh whats these all about huh kid what? Tellll me!"

"Bones" and i walked away and he got to me and said "those are big bones"

I looked at the coffins and said "not really. They look to be normal size" cause the coffins were normal sized although tall but we were talking bones not fat which was all gone already...

So he was all bugging "so they're WHALE?!?!!?"

The Queen whisked by me giggling and I didn't know why...

Me: we're mammals! Think! What's wrong with you anyways?!!? You got too much airplane food?!?!

The Queen is in the corner hiding her mouth with her hand and just laughing and laughing do hard! She sounds like she's wheezing from the dirt and dust.

Jesse: is the quee ok?

Me: yes she's okay just a bit coughy. But there's noting wrong with her. Go on and look. [He starts towards the queen] at the box, dummy

Jesse: look i need to stsrt getting a little respect around here i aint her roayl highness majesty but i am an adul-- what?

Me: you really think the box is made of bone?

Jesse: yeah what? I do. You said --

Me: Then what kind?

Jesse: you said mammal so im guessing wooly mammoth

Me: DING!

Jesse turned away to kiss ass to the queen and i muttered "bat" under my breath but loud enough ...

Jesse: huh?

Me: no yeah you're right respect let's go into the next chamber.

So he goes to the Queen "do you know about these?!"

She nodded and tried to correct him But not "nooo" she told herself not to laugh

"Oh!! I made the best ancient discovery, yet!!"

I looked at him alk wtf are you talking about ass hole?!?!

"See these are all wooly mammoth coffins! Come look!"

"But Jesse excuse me! Jesse! Yoo hoo!"

"Huh"

"Jesse i thought all these caskets in these here tombs were all about rocks?"

Jesse looked at me

I shrugged palms up "Idk all the people left? Or maybe they were evil and had to have rocks piled on top of them!!" I ran towards the sunny door way because I don't make shit up, usually and the Queens smile was getting me to giggle and if she winked again id lose it.

Jessse: did you hear her? She was just repeating what i told her earlier. What im thinking here is all these are filled with Gold!! Because these people were the best and wanted to take all the gold with them! Here let's lift the lid off.

Queen: oh no! I don't mess with wooly mammoth bones. Human's only!!

Jesse: well, ill fond someone queen this will be amazing. I'll be right back. Keep an eye on the kids.

The queen stepped outdoors with me and we giggled ourselves silly until he returned.

He came out shortly and said he had help but the Queen said she needed help up the excavation laddar to get the boys and girls from the park and have lunch/supper.

He asked if he could continue with the coffins... She giggled.i told him she had said sure

So while upstairs picning in the grass... Alex, William and Jabar in the trees eating. William climbed down and said Jesse bad a wheel barrow

So i was sent to scout... It was empty.. So i returned to report the news

But William had seen it was full so he went around the corner, looked down and saw the ladder on the ground and the rocks piled down in.

Upon his report the Queen looked alarmed. I told her "don't worry. He told the kids a billion times how fragile everything is so he knows not to bother with to damage but also hes doing something stupid. Don't worry it will be fun. Always is"

The Queen decided to change from her usual dress and to put on slacks. Yes she ladders in heels and dress and hats and gloves and even a scarf from time to time.

"Think they're ready enough?"

"Oh you look nice. I like the blouse. I really like the polka dots. Come on boys. Youll need to drop the ladder for us ladies, shes old and privileged, I'm young and stout with a bad back. And come on jabar you can hold my hand like a good boy.... Or not" as he ran past us to tap William on the shoulder... But then he doubled back after telling William he was going to walk with me and the Queen.

At the pit as we called it we hollered for Jesse and we heard scrambling and rocks dropping and sounding like they were breaking.

"Like ice in a glass" said the Queen in a giggle

"JESSE! HEY GET YOUR ASS IN HERE! WE NEED HELP DOWN!"

"Yeah well we need the ladder!!"

"THERE AINT ONE!!"

Jesse looked pale

"Idk ask one of the kids. See if you can climb down" he caught me on his shoulder as i slid down the wall "you gotta see what i did kid i think i messed up... There was a body..."

I heard the Queen shouting i stopping to motion them to get the ladder and to climb down and ESP my twin not to jump

"You coming?"

"What? Yeah"

"So i took the body out and put all the rocks in here But they sure aren't gold. Why is your eye twinkling? Is it okay? I mean. I did good right?!?"

"Was it a real body?!?!"

"Yeah!! See! And i covered it with a tarp!".

"Let,me,see! Let me,at her!!"

He led me around the corner of the coffin and I lifted the tarp... I noticed it getting darker slowly from the doorway light then it was completely dark. I looked up. Everyone gathered in the doorway, shocking Jesse into a startle as he stood behind me rubbing my lower back. I dropped the tarp stepped back quietly, closed my eyes and bowed to the queen once to notify her the body looked undamaged.

She giggled... Jesse continued his speech and she couldn't help but burst out full blown hee haww

Jesse was all telling us how thrilling and masculine his discovery was and how if we left the room and went into the other chambers he would remove the rocks and put them in the wheelbarrow upstairs and discover a body completely undisturbed by the weight of the rocks!!

The boys eyes were in awe... The actors anyways... As we had all laid/sat in the grass telling the story of Jesse downstairs.

"But Jesse!! The rocks!! There's too many!! How on Earth did you get the lid off and so,many rocks appear? Did the lid break"

"They just popped up like popcorn! And the lid os here under this tarp safe and sound. See your majesty? Its perfect. We were very gentle. But this. This is magic!"

"Oh okay boys come on lets get through with the show" she was unpleased but tolerant.

"But Jesse you're like magic!! This! Look guys! Wait! I found a nail to the coffins! The Whale bone coffin!!"

2 boys had to laugh... And it started a train of giggles.

"I bet this one nail held this entire room of coffins together by itself!! And when you opened this one coffin! Just this one! It popped out! Amazing! Unbelievable!"

Everyone began to walk out..

"Thanks kid, know I love ya!"

"I know im appreciated!" I threw my arms ib the air and skipped to catch up with Everyone else.

I went into the next chamber which was filled with anger. We blew it out like dust and sat down and I said what i saw of the body and then we discussed theories and ideas of what the room we were in used to be. We discovered it used to be a home. And we were in the kitchen.

On the way home we of course had to wait for Jesse to load the last of the plane including his rocks that might turn to gold had said the Queen.

One of the protective squad mentioned how stupid and disappointing and annoying that Jesse James character is and how he almost ruined the entire tomb, disturbed a body, could have killed the Queen whom didn't want use the ladder, carried her on his shoulder, and on and on. So angry, bitter and adult like.

We all agreed and I looked around the plane, let out a great exhale of air and said "yeah and it was the best day ever!"

This man whom hadnt winked, snorted, giggled or even grinned the entire day snorted then suddenly he collapsed in his chair and began laughing, slow shoukder shaking at first then into insanity of hilarity. Then he bent around the back of his chair and said "thanks for being the best boss ever!!"

And for the first time in quite awhile, Ms Queen Elizabeth II blushed.

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