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Temptations Minhyuk (6) pt 1

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A/N: This is going to be a two part chapter because its really long... im also going to start putting this on ao3

San (Lust 1) / Yeosang (Gluttony 2) / Seonghwa (Greed 3) / Wooyoung (Envy 4) / Chapter 5 (no introduction) / Minhyuk (Human 6 pt 1)

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“Why...why is he here?”

Your hand subconsciously curls around Wooyoungs arm while your other grips his wrist as you shuffle yourself behind him a bit, peeking around from the back of his neck, eyes locked on the figure by Minhyuks door, leaning next to it, arms crossed and eyes locked on the ground. “Who is that? Why are you acting like this?” Wooyoung spoke, drawing the attention of the male, brown eyes locking on you, lips twitching up.

“Y/n~” He cooed and you gripped Wooyoung’s sleeve tighter, biting your lip. “Thats Im Changkyun, my ex, who i was talking to on the phone.” Wooyoung hummed and walked towards the door, ignoring the male. “Key?” You jerked your head up. “On top of the door frame.” He nodded and reached up, grabbing the key and opening the door and quickly pushing you through the door. “Go get what you need.” Wooyoung reassured you before turning to face Changkyun as you ran off into Minhyuk’s room.

“Why did you suddenly call Y/n?” Changkyun stayed quiet as he walked inside, closing the door behind him. Wooyoung snorted before he walked closer as the other scanned him. “Who are you? I’ve never seen you before.” Changkyun looked up, locking eyes with him.

“Im Y/n’s friend, i just moved here.” Wooyoung lied, bright green eyes locked on him. Changkyun felt like he was being opened like a book, pages flipped through and studied, pulled apart at the seems.

Wooyoungs eyes made him the slightest bit nervous but his lips quirked up.

Changkyun had heard the saying ‘your eyes are the window to the soul’ but he never believed it. Until now. Wooyoung looked like he was reading him from the inside out, finding out all of his secrets, all of his past and maybe even his future.

“I was with her this morning when you called. You stressed her out beyond belief.” Wooyoung crossed his arms, watching him as he waited for you to bring out the costumes.

You rummaged through Minhyuk’s closet before finding the costumes and giggling as you found a picture of the two of you dressed up. Even if you didnt like the pairing, the last person you were dressed up as was Harley Quinn with Minhyuk has your Joker. You have to admit, you both looked incredible, maybe you had a crush on Minhyuk then, he was incredible, your childhood friend, your first kiss, your everything.

Sitting on his bed you looked at his table, seeing photos of the two of you along with his other friends and your small friend group together. The last pic you saw was a pic of his group of friends with you. They were all very attractive and you had loved hanging out with you. That was before you had dated Changkyun, and before your crush on Kihyun. But what caught your attention was the part of the picture that was scribbled over, it was Changkyun’s face. You remember hearing that there was a fight in the school yard near the water fountain.

Flashback:

“Did you guys see? Theres a fight by the college water fountain.” You furrowed your eyebrows. “It looked like Minhyuk and Changkyun.” You shot up from your seat, startling a few of the others in the class and grabbed your phone before running out of the classroom and towards the water fountain. One look at the pink hair you knew it was Minhyuk. After all you had helped dye his hair.

You couldnt hold back the gasp as you saw the bloody Changkyun, who was still your boyfriend at the time, and a slightly bruised Minhyuk. You pushed your way through to the front and bit your lip. “Minhyuk!” He backed up and stood infront of you, back facing you, dark eyes locked on the other. “Changkyun! I thought you promised you wouldnt betray her!” You frowned before peeking around his shoulder, seeing a girl run towards Changkyun and your heart shot up to your throat.

That was the college’s campus beauty.

You clenched your fist before tugging on Minhyuks sleeve. “Min lets go.” You whispered before pulling him back and towards your place. “Before you get in trouble.” You whispered, hand sliding down from his wrist which you had grabbed, down to his hand to pull him along. The short walk was quiet, Minhyuk gripping your hand tightly as you got to your door and unlocked the door, pushing it open.

You walked into the bathroom to grab the first aid kit, turning to get a better look at your best friend. “Min…” You whispered before moving so he could sit on the toilet and you sighed, sitting on the edge of the toilet. “Can you...explain?” You whispered as you got a qtip to start cleaning the open wounds and bandage them up.

Minhyuk watched you carefully. “Are you sure you’d like to know?” You hesitated before nodding. “I saw...I saw Irene running to him...but didn't want to see anymore.” He hummed, wincing as you dabbed on a sore spot. “Sorry.” You mumbled before sitting back so you could look him in the eye.

“Changkyun was cheating on you.”

That's what you were afraid of hearing. The obvious. The one part you didn't want to hear, Changkyun, your wonderful boyfriend, cheated.

“He was actually using you.”

That, you weren't expecting. You froze, looking down and biting your lip. Minhyuk’s fingertip tilted your head back. “I’m sorry…” He whispered and you bit your lip. “Changkyun…” You sniffed, a watery smile coming to your lips, a shaky laugh leaving them. “I guess you really did beat his ass like you said you would.” You watched a soft smile come to his mouth. “I’d do anything for you Y/n.” Your ears turned red, looking away. “Why are you...like this.” Minhyuk chuckled and kissed the top of your head before kneeling down to face you fully. “Ice cream?” You nodded, smiling faintly before you wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in his neck, sniffling before tears soaked his jacket and neck.

He wrapped his arms around your waist before standing up and carrying you to the kitchen, helping you wrap your legs around his waist. He sighed, humming quietly as you cried. “I should have urged you not to date him…” And you shook your head. “It’s ok Min…” You whispered, tears slowly coming to an end as he grabbed the tub of ice cream and two spoons before heading towards the couch and turning on the tv.

Grabbing a blanket Minhyuk covered the both of you, letting you maneuver yourself into a better position once he sat down. Still pressed against his side, with your legs over his lap, you could still watch the movie, be in your best friend's comforting arms, and have a tub of ice cream. You giggled faintly, opening the ice cream as Minhyuk found a movie for you both to watch. “I’ll have Kihyun bring your things after class.” You nodded, almost forgetting that you had left everything but your phone in the classroom.

You listened as Minhyuk told you how Changkyun had used you.

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You suppose that's when He scratched Changkyun's face out. Your favorite picture though, was the one right next to his bed, the two of you with big grins at the beach. You shook your head rapidly, letting the grin form as you walked towards the front room, hearing the cocky voice of Wooyoung and the surprisingly mumbling voice of Changkyun.

Turning the corner you blinked a few times before walking over to stand beside Wooyoung. “Do i need to call San?” He shook his head and smirked. “We were just about done. I believe he's learned his lesson.” You hummed before pulling Wooyoung out the door after slapping the key in Changkyun’s hand. “Lock the door when you leave.”

Once out the door you let go of a breath you didn't know you were holding, lips trembling as you slumped against Wooyoung, gripping the costumes tightly. “It's been so long since i last saw him...3 years. Why is he bothering me again? Didn't he have Irene?” You take a deep breath and walk, pulling Wooyoung along as you grip his wrist.

“Is that who you were with on the phone earlier this morning?” Wooyoung walked faster to be by your side, green eyes watching you carefully. You nodded faintly, a twitch. “It’s a long story…” You took a breath, closing your eyes before smiling and standing up straight. “We didn't have a good ending, you could say…” He hummed and nodded, lips tilted down, what looked like confusion, or...concern? You chuckled before leading him the way back to your place. “I'll tell you a short version. Minhyuk beat his ass because he cheated on me with the campus beauty. That was my first year, our first year, of college.”

You looked at the costumes before grinning and handing one to Wooyoung. “This is yours, here you go, Mr. Mad hatter.” You grinned teasingly towards him. You kept an eye on San’s costume, grinning. Humming quietly you glanced over at Wooyoung who was awfully quiet. “Whats up?” Green eyes slid towards you from looking at his costume. “Are you going to tell San?” He rose a brow, eyes slitted. You looked down.

“He looked pretty angry this morning at the call…” You bit your lip as you looked up at him. “Sannie will be able to smell him on you.” You frowned. “So really, what you're telling me is that I have no choice but to tell him?” You stopped walking and turned towards him. “Why did you call San?” You cocked your head. “It seemed like you had it handled decently.” You smiled a bit as you continued walking, looking up at your building as you got closer. “Sannie is going to ask you anyway.” You nodded. “Why did you give me an option then?” He shrugged, grinning at you teasingly. “I like seeing you suffer internally.” You huffed before walking towards your door and pushing it open, being greeted by San who sat on the couch but within seconds was in front of you.

“Hello sunshine, why do you smell like someone else?” Wooyoung laughed as San looked around you, scanning you. “Well i did go into Minhyuk’s place, and this is his sweatshirt.” You shrugged and he narrowed his eyes before looking up at Wooyoung for answers. “We ran into her ex.” Wooyoung grinned quietly before leaning closer and resting his arm on your shoulder. “Ah, I see.” He hummed before knocking off Wooyoung's arm and tugging you closer. “I want you to smell like me, always.” He purred and Wooyoung took the clothes from you as he walked past, shutting the door behind him as San walked you backwards into the door, lips pulling into a grin, burying his face into your neck.

“There is a way I can make you smell like me, forever.” He whispered, running his nose along the line of your neck to your ear. “What's that?” You whispered back, but it felt like you were underwater, in a haze. But an enjoyable one. San placed a hand on your hip, digging a sharp nail into the skin by your hip. “Mark you as forever mine.” He murmured, pinning your hips against the wall and you could feel blood prick at the spot his nail pierced. “Place a little fox right here.” He pressed the palm of his hand, smearing the blood onto his palm., the skin under his hand burning slowly. A pained whimper left your lips. “You won't be able to take the pain standing up.” He murmured and your head cleared partly as he picked you up, smirking as he passed Wooyoung who had fell onto the couch, lips quirking up back at him as he turned his attention to the abandoned TV and the show San had been watched before you both had come back.

San had tossed you over his shoulder, your head clearing more as he carried you towards your bedroom. Putting you on your head you looked up at him, tilting your head. “Shirt, off. Pants, down.” Your cheeks heated up at the words. “Excuse me?” Your head was fogging back up as San got closer, cinnamon and something more enticing making you compliant in his presence. “Shirt, off.” You tugged off your (Minhyuk’s) sweatshirt and your own shirt as you watched him carefully, the best you could through the haze. Tugging your pants down till he told you to stop. “Thats low enough.” He pushed you back on the bed more.

“Can you take the pain?” He murmured and you nodded, coherent enough to give consent. He shuffled down the bed and straddled your thighs, gripping your hips and leaning down to lick the blood off, sighing in pleasure at the taste. “So sweet.” He murmured against your stomach, smirking at the way your stomach quivered at his breath fanning over the skin, goosebumps rising over your skin, hairs standing up and making you shiver, a breathless chuckle leaving his lips as he pressed his lips against the line by your hip and sitting up.

He looked up at you. His hand pressed against the spot and his free hand covered your mouth. He wanted it to hurt, see you scream in pain and you squirm, see tears prick at your eyes and tears slide down your cheeks. He wanted it to hurt, he wanted you to cry and squirm in his hands. San smirked, dimple making a mark on his cheek.

It started out just warm and your eyes furrowed when he put his hand over your mouth, your only answer was a smirk as the heat went up, slowly burning and you started squirming, eyes tearing up as the heat got hotter. His smirk got wider. He didnt numb it for this reason, to see you suffer and cry in pain, something he lived off of as he was demon, and he could tell by the scent outside the door that Wooyoung was living off it as well.

He let his eyes flutter shut, enjoying the muffled scream that left your mouth but was blocked by his hand. “Poor thing does it hurt.” You nodded and he laughed before opening his eyes, pushing harder on the spot that was burning. More screams left your lips and he groaned, sitting back on your thighs and removing his hand, watching your back arch as you screamed.

“You sound so pretty Y/n.” He whined faintly,before his hand curled into a fist at your hip, nails digging into the sensitive skin, more screams leaving your lips. “It hurts!” He laughed. “Thats the point. Did you forget who i was? What i am?” Your eyes shot open, when had you closed them? He was the demon, the strongest demon, the one who had the prettiest red cursive over your chest, you were his and he was making sure everyone knew, if your screams were anything to go by.

He removed his hand and looked at you, hovering over you to be eye to eye. “Who am i Y/n?” He leaned down closer, nose touching yours as he admired the tears in your eyes. “Whats my name?” He grinned, sharp nails softly sliding against your cheek and down your neck to your collarbone and down the valley of your chest and a straight line all the way down, stopped right below your navel as he waited for your answer.

“Tell me Y/n.” He spoke, fingers coming back up and dig into your jaw and cheek and he gripped your chin in his hand, pleasure and amusement. “Tell me who i am.” You choked on a sob, the intense burning continuing.

“San!”

“Incorrect.”

“Sin! Your lust! A demon.”

“Partially correct.” His grip loosened.

“Satan! You own me!”

He released his hold on you, licking up the blood as he let his lips follow the line his fingers followed moments before. “Good girl.” He murmured, sitting back up and looking down at the red fox forming. “Look at that. Your body is already reacting to me and I just finished the full contract.”

He shuffled down and his lips pulled up into a cruel smile as your whined, head still fuzzy. “Don't go.” He licked his lips and shuffled back up, lips pressing against the skin before your ear and nibbling a little bit, your head unconsciously tilting for him, exposing more skin. His breathing deepened, heavy breaths fanning against your neck as he got caught up in the scent you gave him so willingly. His eyes dilated, the red becoming brighter as he closed his eyes, trying to control himself from losing his grip on reality. “I want to destroy you, making you come undone by my hands and mouth. I want to utterly break you.” He hissed,hands finding your wrists and pinning them up by your head. “I want you crying for me, crying my name. I want you in tears and neediness in your touch as you break. I want you to grip me like I'm your lifeline. Because I am, I'm your life now, I could kill you in so many ways and bring you back just to do it again.” His sense of reality disappeared and he growled deeply.

“Ecce ego ad te diligunt* me.” He whispered into your neck, his grip tightening. “I want you to be obsessed over me, live off my attention and touch.” His eyes snapped open as he registered the door opening and Wooyoung gently pushing him off of you. “San dont lose control of yourself.” His friend soothed before he glanced at you, he could imagine your hazy mind spinning and his hand brushed your eyes shut. “Sleep.”

He turned his attention to San, still trying to collect himself and Wooyoung climbed over the bed and pushed his wrist against San’s mouth. His scent shocked San back to himself, his eyes closing and he inhaled Wooyoung's scent. He had always told Wooyoung he was someone who could calm him down in a second. His hand lifted to hold his wrists to his mouth and nose, inhaling deeply. “You back?” Wooyoung whispered and San nodded, eyes traveling to you, who had fallen asleep at Wooyoung's command. “You did a number on her.” Wooyoung whispered and his eyes fell to the fox. “Worse than others San.” He sighed and nodded. “Let her sleep a little bit then we can get ready.” San nods before getting up with Wooyoung before turning around and covering you up with a blanket and walking out the door, closing it before him.

“Can you control yourself around her still?” San stayed quiet before falling back onto the couch and rubbing his face. “Most likely.” He smiled lightly. “I need a better answer Sannie. Or i have to do something you dont like.” Sans eyes snapped towards Wooyoung and he narrowed his eyes. “You wouldnt.” Wooyoung held his hands up. “She's a special case San. You can't break her too much.” He soothed and San relaxed, closing his eyes. Wooyoung glanced at the clock. “What time did she say the party was at?”

“7pm.” San mumbled and Wooyoung nodded, grabbing his costume. “Its about 3pm so we should get ready, let her sleep...do you think she will be mad if we let her sleep too long? Girls always make a fuss about not having enough time to do their makeup and stuff…” Wooyoung hesitated.

“We can wake her at 5.” San mumbled before grabbing his costume as well before walking towards the bathroom slowly, still collecting himself. Closing the door he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, sliding his fingers through his hair. He know you were intoxicating, but enough to make him almost lose full control of himself?” Red eyes fluttered open before he looked down at the costume and sighed before it pulled into a smirk. The fox will show with your costume. San changed and grinned softly, twirling the headband as he opened the door, lips quirking.

Walking out San stretched before checking on you, pushing the door open he walked in, leaving it open. He moved the covers enough to check on the mark. Walking out he walked towards the kitchen to grab an ice pack. Covering it he walked back towards your room and placed his hand against the symbol carefully, cooling it down before placing the ice pak on in and covering you back up before searching your room for the costume and laying it on the bed.

Leaving the room again, San closed the door and walked back to the kitchen. “Wooyoung we should make her dinner.” He called out to the living room. “She will probably eat there.” Wooyoung called back and San puffed his cheeks before staring out the window.

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