#Sooho imagine

[evalevaeva]

Eva's Masterlist!

updated: 31 August 2024

Harry Potter:

george weasley : running to you

george weasley : i love you

george weasley : haunting

draco malfoy : malfoy

harry potter : you lived!

K Drama:

[weak hero class 1]

yeon sieun : strangers

oh beomseok : who?

yeon sieun : alright

oh beomseok : abandoned

yeon sieun : rival

ahn sooho : hero

ahn sooho : lean on me

yeon sieun : if he wanted to, he would

yeon sieun : in the future

K-idols;J-idols

&team fuma : manga

&team fuma : rose

&team fuma : future

RIIZE ANTON : cello

TXT BEOMGYU : nostalgia

Strong Girl Namsoon:

ryu shioh / ryu sio : all yours

ryu shioh / ryu sio : show you off

ryu shioh / ryu sio : only us

ryu sio x sweet! reader : headcanon

[guccixstyless]

Hii 💛💛,sound very odd but can you a imagine where the reader & Ryu shi oh have kids, a cute lil family.

A Sunday At Ryu Household

Pairing: Ryu Shio x Reader (married)

Word Count: 885 Words

A/N: Thank you for requesting this one shot, hope you like it!

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The kids: Twin Boys (Kai, Sooho -aged 7 years), One girl (Mirae -aged 5 years) and One boy (Timmy- aged 3 years)

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The sunlight filtered through the curtains signaling another new day. Y/N stirred awake and felt the space between her to be empty, she was confused, where was her husband?

She reluctantly got up from bed and headed downstairs, the aroma of something delicious filled her nose as she approached the kitchen.

There was Shio, wearing an apron over his last night's pyjamas. The apron was a gift from his kids from father's day. It had "Best Daddy In The World" written in blue color with bold arial font. Shio loved it and wore it whenever he cooked.

"Hello mister," Y/N said leaning on the kitchen door.

"You're awake," Shio smiled over his shoulder looking at you.

Y/N went closer to him and he flipped the pancake before placing it on a plate. It was already stacked with lots of pancakes. He then turned off the stove before turning towards her.

"Good morning love, did you sleep well?" he spoke softly while tucking her hair behind her ears.

"Like a baby!" she smiled.

"Go wake up the kids, I'm making a special breakfast," Shio smiled.

"What's the occasion for this special breakfast?" Y/N wondered.

"Does there need to be one? Every day with you is special." Shio winked.

"So cheesy," Y/N snickered.

"Only for my love," he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before returning on making omelets.

"Smells so good, I will get the kids," Y/N said.

Shio was done plating and set the table up. He made nutella filled pancakes, cut up some fruits, made omelets, fried sausages and mushrooms, and made freshly squeezed orange juice.

Shio looked at the table proudly before setting the plates.

"Daddy!" Shio heard little voices and the smile on his face grew wider.

"Oh are we having pancakes?" Kai asked excitedly.

"Yes we are!" Shio smiled. Y/N came behind them while holding their youngest son Timmy.

Kai, Sooho and Mirae took a seat in the table beside each other, Y/N put Timmy in the highchair before going to sit beside Shio.

Shio served them all the food items before saying, "Dig in!"

The family sat down and enjoyed a delightful Sunday breakfast. Kai and Mirae shared stories from school. Sooho talked about his friends.

As the day unfolded, the family engaged in various activities. Shio, being the doting father he was, played games with the kids, their peals of laughter echoing through the house. Y/N watched with a heart full of joy as Shio chased the little ones around, their giggles creating a melody of happiness.

Shio helped them build blocks buildings. Kai and Sooho began running, so Shio gently warned them, "Be careful with those blocks, okay?"

The kids were very tired yet happy by lunch time. After a hearty meal, the kids went for a quick nap. Shio and Y/N enjoyed a cup of coffee while enjoying the quiet atmosphere of the house

"Do you remember when I proposed?" Shio reminisced fondly.

"Of course, the way you planned a scavenger hunt, it was truly iconic," Y/N giggled while twirling her wedding band.

"I was so nervous, I yelled at my poor secretary because you were running late," Shio recalled.

"Such a meanie you are, that man adores you though," Y/N smiled.

"Yeah at this point he is family too," Shio chuckled.

-

As the sun began its descent, casting a warm, golden glow over the living room, the family settled down to watch a movie. Shio lounged on the sofa, Y/N nestled against him, their children sprawled across the floor with blankets and pillows. Timmy was on his portable cradle.

"Best part of the day, isn't it?" Shio said softly.

"Absolutely. Sundays are my favorite when we're all together like this." Y/N smiled.

Shio wrapped his arm around Y/N, pulling her closer. The kids, feeling the cozy atmosphere, snuggled against their parents. The movie played on, but the real show was the love and togetherness that enveloped the room.

-

After the movie was finished, the couple took their children and bathed them before tucking them all in bed.

Y/N went to put Mirae in bed while Shio took care of the twins.

Shio tucked them in, placing gentle kisses on their foreheads before turning off the bedside lamp.

Y/N met Shio in the hallway and intertwined their hands before both of them happily walked to their room.

After their nightly skincare routine both of them crawled to bed. Exhaustion from the day finally kicking in. They both lie in bed facing each other.

"Today was perfect, wasn't it?" Shio whispered, as he stroked Y/N's cheek lovingly.

"It really was. Thank you, Shio, for making every day feel like a Sunday." Y/N whispered before placing a small kiss at the palm of Shio's hand.

Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, a silent acknowledgment of the love that had blossomed and flourished over the years. Shio pulled Y/N into a warm embrace, the quiet intimacy of the moment speaking volumes.

"I love you Y/N, so so much," Shio said as they broke from the kiss.

"I love you too," Y/N smiled.

With a smile and contentment in their hearts, the couple drifted to sleep.

Link to another angst Ryu Shio story

[joanyio]

weak hero class 1 rant because it’s 4am and im in my feelings and idk how else to deal with them *cracks knuckles* please don’t expect me to be coherent

it’s because of a twitter thread i made and i just wanted to elaborate more

if you didn’t click the link here’s what i said “this montage gets me every time because you realize sooho’s bright personality hid the fact that he was just as alone as sieun was, always sleeping at school for working part-time a lot, probably the reason why he had no friends, also refers to himself as the hyung with his peers. then the montage sequence ends with sieun being considerate, not turning the lights on like he did before and studying in the dark to not disturb sleeping sooho. the same day sieun wakes him up to have lunch together and they unexpectedly click.. in a way it was a friendship built from understanding how differently they lived but also similarly alone, and having each other made their lives a little brighter and i think that’s beautiful.”

also this hyunwook interview..

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i can’t seem to stop overthinking about the little detail that sooho refers to himself as the hyung (형 - older brother) with his same-aged peers (동갑). in korea, age is a huge deal and it dictates most of their social cues, who to respect and how much respect is given. and i can just imagine how arrogant his peers might find him for referring to himself as the hyung, it’s like he acts all high and mighty amongst them.

am not puting all clips of him doing this but i remember the incident with baseball kids in the first ep he told them to bring the passed out dude to the nurse’s office and said “형이 이름 말하면 뒤진다,” literally means “if you say hyung’s (my) name, you’re dead.” (and they aren’t even his same-aged friends because someone murmured “but we’re older than him..” still, they’re high schoolers all the same) in ep 2 “형이라고 부르고싶냐?” literally means “do you wanna call me hyung now?” (or “do you wanna give me respect now?”) in ep 3 while playing pool he said “형이 하는거 잘 봐라,” literally means “watch carefully how hyung does (i do) it.”

[edit: i remembered another instance. in ep 1, yeongbin’s group bothering sieun again in the classroom. sooho was disturbed from his sleep, “why are guys so chatty these days? 형 잠도 못 자게. 형 자도 돼? 응?” literally goes “hyung (i) can’t even sleep (with u mfs being loud). can hyung (i) sleep? hmm?” official subs: “someone’s trying to sleep here. can i sleep in peace? please?”]

i think he does it because he knows he was forced to grow up fast due to his living situation, and in his eyes this made his same-aged peers /more/ childlike(?) and immature compared to him, who’s already grown up and has adult big boy responsibilities to worry about than silly little exams and high school social hierarchy. he’s extroverted and has a sunshine personality, blunt and honest to anyone he talks to. he always knows what to say to kids his age to feel shame for the bullshit they pull. even with older people, the baseball kids, to gilsu “나이 먹고 그게 자랑이야?”

so yeah sleeping a lot at school due to working part-time for hours may have contributed to him not having friends (hello he follows like 5 people in instagram, such a skinny ratio with his 1k+ followers) but also he probably found it hard to relate and saw no reason to put effort in hanging out with them outside inevitable campus interactions. until sieun. sieun who sooho calls a weirdo, who’s really interesting, whose eyes say how empty he must feel inside but you can see the fire in them. sooho probably thought sieun would never initiate a conversation with him but he did approach him for lunch that one time. and finds himself enjoying the company. now he grew to love showing sieun that there’s more to life than studying hard and preparing for college. it’s all mundane things, eating, gaming, karaokeing, playing pool, “let’s drive all night long,” friendship and the kind of company that their families and other people couldn’t give.

sooho’s all sun and bright but he hasn’t found his person until sieun came along. both of them were very self-sacrificial, ready to risk it all and harm anyone to protect each other. i might just forever ache for sooho ending up on his deathbed after going apeshit seeing sieun hide the injury he got on sooho’s behalf.. and sieun throwing away his whole future when he went and hurt everyone who did that to sooho..

it hits different after i read the equivalent chapters in the webtoon because the suho-sieun-focused friendship story was prolonged for the drama adaptation. sooho was kinda not that interesting in the webtoon so i loved everything they changed and added for his character in the drama. but also like im upset because now im endlessly attached to him.. [edit: in case i piss off webtoon!suho lovers, it’s a personal preference. i love him too but i just cant help but be more emotionally attached to drama!suho] like fuck why did they have to write such a tragic friendship story between highschoolers im fucking done

end of rant ugh i hate myself for this

[fanfic-fairyy]

Weak Hero Class 1 - fanfic recs pt. 2

The wait for you by ReaderofSalvation(1k)

It's probably in the way he smiles: brows lifting to disappear under the straight bangs, eyes crinkling and the dimples that appear on his cheeks. Yeon Si Eun can keep a straight face for most but for some reason, just a few of An Sooho's dumb acts make his lips twitch. Only a few.

stop looking at me with those eyes (what eyes?) by orangemoonchild(5k)

Sooho loves Sieun's eyes.

alternatively,

Sooho takes Sieun on a surprise beach date.

New person by Itsme_lol(1k)

“What’s your deal, you’re so warm-hearted,” his words came out slowly, his eyes never lowering from the boy’s face.

It was a slow, tentative smile, almost as if he was testing it out for the first time.

“Sieun, I like you.”

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Set in the hospital scene where Sieun smiles and Soo Ho confesses.

a boy is natural disaster by honeysugarchocolate(6k)

Suho realizes then that there’s nothing worse than finding out you’ve been taking the wrong medicine. Pills for loneliness. Vitamins to strengthen a weeping heart. Tucked away, Sieun is encased in pale moonlight, arms pressing just enough into Suho’s hipbones to remind him of being solid, human. Maybe bruised, but worthy of healing— tenderness.

What's this Feeling? by mistydaze(1k)

Yeon Sieun was never one for friends, so why was he so enthralled with Ahn Sooho?

The yielding of your lips (feels so sweet against mine) by thefrenchmistake(3k)

Suho is aware he’s developing an obsession.

Painfully aware.

It started with that damn smile at the hospital.

Comfort by fridayvelvet(4k)

If Suho was awake he’d throw an arm around Sieun’s shoulders carelessly nudge his head warmly against his own and make fun of him for showing up so late. The thought makes a faint smile break across his face.

“I’ve been here all day by myself and you’re just showing up now? You really are the best of my friends.” Suho would tease.

“Your only friend.” Sieun says aloud in the room, responding to nothing but his imagination.

His smile fades.

Stupid by juliaforevermore(1k)

Suho is awake and Sieun has to deal with newfound feelings for his best friend.

[bitacrytic]

Considering the amount of damage that Sieun and Sooho inflicted on the enemies when they were working alone, I can only imagine what would have happened if they'd just talked to eachother and fought together.

If Sieun had told Sooho on his birthday about the bullies... if Sooho had told Sieun he was going after the bullies.

These stupid, sad babies.

[neo-shitty]

hope you dont mind me popping in to your inbox to scream abt whc1 bc you are truly the only person out of my friend circle that has watched it 😭😭 first of all

facts. he can do no wrong.

second of all its been days and i am still processing like this has never happened to me before ?? usually i am a lil :// until the rest of the day when i finish a sad drama but with this im just so heartbroken still. yesterday during a big mental breakdown (unrelated to the drama i am not THAT crazy ok) i realised why it hit me so hard and i think its bc i somehow relate to sieun (anger issues and all /j) and so i somehow projected into his character and so when it all went down with suho i just couldnt deal w it ?? I LEGIT HAD A MINI PANIC ATTACK it felt like it was happening to me 😭😭😭 like he was such comfort for me. he broke the cycle of loneliness and stereotype for sieun and i just really adored each interaction they had. the fact that they would both kill and die for each other makes me bawl my eyes out.

but when it all comes down to it, i understand beomseok, i really do, but i also dont. i dont think ill ever forgive that character, i just cant. i cant imagine how it must have felt for him and i couldnt be able to deal w life either if i was in his shoes, but my brain just cant grasp the lengths he went to hurt people that did nothing but care for him and tried to help him with everything. he's a complex character for sure, one you have to analyze to get, but i dont have it in me to have a single ounce of sympathy after the ending of the drama.

but to think that the parents and the adults were truly at fault here ?? beomseok being abused, sieun abandoned and neglected, suho not really having parents around either (i read somewhere that they are canonically abroad or something?? not too sure), the policemen not taking sieun seriously at first, the teachers seeing the shit happening and not doing anything to stop the bullying... where were everyones parents when all those kids got caught up w the gang? its truly sickening and heartbreaking to think that this truly could be happening anywhere and to anyone.

and it broke me so much bc i could accept beomseok drifting away from them and stuff, but to gang up on suho on his fucking birthday? sieun cooking and decorating with young yi and taking pics for her insta (i strongly believe her and sieuns friendship is SO underrated they were so cute together) and both of them just hid it from everyone to protect suho,, their sunshine ??? the poor boy must have been so confused and lonely on his bday and it makes me :( and then when he saw sieuns cast and went to avenge him ?? I read something about how suho always fought only in self defence but when he saw sieun hurt he crossed the line and fought with the purpose of hurting somebody only bc his best friend was put in danger and that- that broke me.

also i find it funny how i found the drama through a clip on tiktok where jihoon cried at watching the last scene where sieun breaks the window and i was like oh this should be just the right amount of sad for me rn and then i got emotionally damaged. :,)

yeah anyways my fav trope is found family and FUCK all of those who hurt my sunshine bc now im forever heartbroken.

sorry for the rant toffee but it did felt cathartic to write this all out

bar, please don't worry about it. feel free to come back any time you have to yell about it and i'll try to get back to you as soon as i can.

sooho was just too easy to love. we headed into that show blind HAHA we should've known it was too good to be true! i never saw it coming actually.

same !! took me days to get over this too. *hugs* i'm sorry about the mental breakdown, i hope you're feeling a bit better now !! oh the projection must've made the whole thing twice as hard. again, sooho was such a comfort character :( his happy go lucky nature was such a breath of fresh air esp when the themes occasionally got dark. i want that dynamic for me actually (to kill and die for each other, yes). i usually find it corny but it was so well executed here.

oh bumseok :( i think it's valid to simultaneously understand him but at the same time, find what he did unforgivable. i get where he was coming from and how he was just looking for a place to fit in—where he wasn't looked down on. idk how to describe it but when he started misreading the situation (like that whole bit abt sooho not following him on ig but following young yi), i think something in him snapped. he was so fed up with being helpless at home and at his previous school that when it happened a third time, he did everything to get back and lashed out.

I 100% BELIEVE THE ADULTS WERE ABSOLUTE SHITTIEST NEGLIGENT FUCKERS AROUND. like???? leaving a scamming syndicate to be dealt with by high schoolers?????? bumseok's fake ass politician dad??????? sure, sieun's parents were 'present' but emotionally distant, like check on your kids bitches or not have them at all god dAMN. i thought some of the aspects of the bullying were exaggerated bc from where i'm from it never gets that bad but hearing that to an extent, it was truthful about it just left me dumbfounded. how could parents allow things like this to happen under the radar? it's unbelievable and heartbreaking to me.

yeah, i thought bumseok would just join his cool boy squad but he really had to do whatever the fuck he did :D my girl, i know you read my tags and i was vile as fuck towards him but at the time i was just so angry too. also yes! youngyi and sieun's friendship <3 i wish they had more time </3 and honestly, if bumseok didn't do a whole 180, i think the four of them would make such a cute squad. like the way they would protect each other??? hmp :/

'i read something about how suho always fought only in self defence but when he saw sieun hurt he crossed the line and fought with the purpose of hurting somebody only bc his best friend was put in danger and that- that broke me.' i saw that the other day and that broke me to fucking hell i could sell anyone's soul to see them together again (SPECIFICALLY, with the other one being fine and out of comatose yes i would love that for me.

ohhh, i've been meaning to watch that vid of them reacting to whc1 but at the time it didn't have subs. jihoon's acting was so fucking effective like??? the sadness the eyes of that man has can sway me to do anything !! so sorry that you got so much more than just a little sad bout. heading into this drama blind was like bringing a knife to a whole war.

this show made me realize that tragedy could strike any pairing on any show and i wouldn't bat an eye but have the same happen to a found family and then i'm instantly destroyed. THE SHOW ACTUALLY REMINDED ME OF YOUR CHENJI FIC????? FUCK. please do let me know if you ever get around to writing something related to them haha i'm ready to be destroyed.

please do not ever apologize for ranting especially about this show !! i went through this whole phase ALONE last year (watching it after christmas was the biggest mistake, i ended my year DEPRESSED as FUCK) so i'm offering as much help as i can.

[taehyungiestummy]

Lucky -- Sooho Ending

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Warnings: None

Word Count: 2217

         It’s been a while since my reason to live left me. All the days blur together, and I have lost the ability to care. I don’t care about the fight for king. I don’t care about the fight for king. I don’t care about leaving Hwarang. I don’t care that Master Wihwa was in limbo with his job as leader of Hwarang. I don’t care what is going on with Ahro. I just don’t care. Even though I know I should.

         I sniffle, curling further into myself.

         I’ve returned home to mourn the loss of Hansung. I didn’t even attend the funeral that Master Wihwa held because I was such a wreck. I cried for many days, and just recently start to eat again.

         The Hwarang called for me at first, talking about how strong I am, and how if I left, a hole would form among them. That I have proven myself to be just like them, so why would I throw it all away? I could hear Master Wihwa pleading with me, with Star Eyes, to return. But I couldn’t.

         “It hurts too much,” I whimper.

         The sounds of footsteps that seem to stop in front of my door, and then mumbles fill my ears. After all this time alone, with only my father or Yeseul bringing me food, I don’t want someone to come and visit me.

         The door to my room slowly opens, and then moment later is quietly closes. My body tenses as I wait for whoever has entered to speak.

         “Ara, are you awake?” Sooho’s calm voice helps me relax. “Your father said you might be sleeping, but I decided to take a chance. I want to talk to you and help you through this hard time. I know what Hansung meant to you, and there’s nothing I can think to say that might have you feeling better, but I will try.”

         I open my mouth to answer, but I find that my throat is raw from my bawling.

         “A lot has happened since you left, and if you want, I’d like to catch you up.”

         I groan, forcing myself to uncurl and then push into a sitting position to look over at Sooho. “What’s going on?” I choke out.

         “Oh, Ara,” Sooho makes his way to me, plopping down with his legs crisscrossed. “Your face is all puffy, and your eyes are so red. I hate that you are hurting this much.”

         I shrug, “We all go through pain, so I just have to deal with it.”

         “You don’t need to deal with it alone, though. The others were together, and we helped each other grieve. You left and had no one to help.”

         I sigh, “I had to.”

         “I’m not saying leaving was a bad thing. You did what you believed was the best for you, and I am proud of you for making such a big decision without looking back.”

         I rub a finger under my eye, “Is that why you came?”

         He shakes his head, “No, I came to let you know about what is going on in Silla. I don’t have to, though. I can leave if you want.”

         “No, don’t go,” I reach out for him.

         Sooho grabs my hand, a small smile on his lips. “I won’t go then.”

         “Tell me about what is happening,” I nod, doing my best to give a smile.

         “Jidwi, now known by his real name Jinheung, has become the King. His mother, the Queen, was there to see it. The Hwarang have back the King, but I was told to be the Queen’s bodyguard. She, she passed, though. I am now the Princess’s guard. The rest of the Hwarang will travel, but I will stay at the palace for now.”

         “I’m sorry that the Queen died. I know you liked her.”

         He shrugs, “There’s someone in my life that I like more, and isn’t so cold to me.”

         “You have a girlfriend?” I tilt my head to the side.

         He chuckles, shaking his head. “No, I don’t think that any of the girls in the capital would want to date me after the way I have been to girls.”

         “Then is it someone outside Silla no one knows about?”

         “You are so dense,” he leans forward. “It is you, Ara. For years I have tried getting you to go on a date with me, and I know that you have always liked Hansung, but I hope that you will let me fix you.”

         I choke out a squeal.

         Sooho chuckles, “That was cute, Ara. I’m sorry if I am springing a lot on you right now, but I don’t know if I can come see you as often as I want to after this. My breaks are few and far between. I want to see you as much as possible, though. You have to power through the pain, work back to a new normal, and then we can meet up in the evenings. That way I can help stitch together your broken heart. What I’m asking is, will you go on a date with me?” He nervously grins.

         “Sooho, I…” my voice trails off.

         “Please,” he barely pouts. “I want you to be happy, but I also know that I will never break your heart. I want to hold you and let you cry your heart out, but I also want to hear you laugh and see your smile. It hurts me to see you like this. Please, let me help. We don’t even have to go on a real date. It can be just two friends hanging out.”

         “Sooho,” I give his hand a squeeze. “I wasn’t going to reject you. I know that became a regular thing between us, but I don’t want to say no this time. Sooho, I want to go on a date with you.”

         He widely smiles, “I wish we could go right now, but I know that you are not ready for an outing like that. I probably won’t get a break like this for some months, so I want you to promise me something.”

         “And what would that be?” I attempt to smirk.

         “Promise me that you will work to get better. That you will walk around your house, and eat regularly, and make sure that you are ready for our date when I come back in a few months. Can you promise me that?” He holds up his hand with his pinkie out.

         I link my pinkie with his, “I promise, Sooho. I promise.”

********

         “It’s such a beautiful evening,” I smile, intertwining my fingers with Sooho’s as we walk back to my house.

         It’s been over a year since he first came to see me at my house. I worked hard to pull myself together and get better. The motivation to see Sooho again and go out with him is what kept me focused on recovery. After the first date, I felt the spark with in me, and we again to go on another date. Then another, and another. It felt right to then transition into a relationship. We see each other as often as possible, and it feels nice to be happy once again.

         “Not as beautiful as you,” Sooho presses a kiss to my temple.

         I giggle, “That was bad. You are such a flirt, you know that?”

         “I know,” he swings our clasped hands. “Only for you now, of course.”

         “Lots of people were surprised when they found out we were together. They couldn’t believe that the boy who would date any girl that walked passed him, actually could find one girl to be with,” I happily sigh. “People can be so judgmental.”

         “I was just waiting for right girl to walk passed me. If I asked enough times, she was bound to say yes.”

         “And I haven’t even slapped you.”

         “You would never do that,” he chuckles, but then abruptly stops. “Right?”

         “You really think I would hurt you?” I pout, looking up at Sooho. “When we were both in Hwarang, I might have hurt you on accident, but I could never hurt you on purpose.”

         “I know,” he shakes his head. “I don’t know why I asked. That was stupid of me.”

         “It’s okay,” I give his hand a squeeze. “Don’t be afraid to ask questions, or to talk about anything with me. We’ve been together for a while now though, so if I didn’t slap you after the first date, I think you are safe.”

         “Girls usually slapped me when they saw me with someone else,” he sadly sighs.

         “That’s why everyone thought of you as a player, but I always hoped that you could be different.”

         “I have changed,” he smiles, glancing down at me. “I’d never dream of being with any girl but you. You are too precious, and you should never have to experience heartbreak ever again. All I ever want to do is make sure you are happy if I can help it.”

         “You’ve made me so happy over this past year. I’m glad that it was you who decided to come visit me that day. It could have been anyone, but I lucked out with you.”

         “I had debated if I should visit you that day in my head so many times. As I stood watch for the Queen, my mind would drift to you. I was thankful for the day off, or I’m afraid I would have never been able to visit you. Then someone else could have gotten to you first, and I wouldn’t be walking you home right now.”

         “It all worked out the way it was meant to me,” I firmly nod.

         Our conversation fades away as we continue to make our way to my house. This is something that we have done many times, but each time I feel my heart flutter. I know that when we reach my house I’ll get a kiss goodnight. Each kiss I share with Sooho sends me into a spiral of happiness and hot cheeks. It makes me wonder if he’s the one. No one will replace Hansung, but I have to move on, and I have found myself thinking about if I love Sooho more than once. I just can’t find the right moment to tell him how I feel.

         We stop in front of my house, a sadness settling over us.

         “When do you think you will get another day off?” I let go of Sooho’s hand, stepping to stand in front of him. “I wish I could visit you at the palace, because I miss you so much,” I shyly smile, feeling my cheeks heat up.

         “I’m hoping that the new guard I am training will be able to do half of the job so I can be with you more,” he gently cups my face with his hands. “Because I miss you more than I can handle.” He smashes our lips together in a passionate kiss that has my stomach flipping.

         I’m the one who breaks the kiss, taking deep breaths to try and calm my racing heart. “Sooho,” I look up at him through my eyelashes. “I love you.”

         He smirks, giving me a quick kiss. “I love you, Ara. I knew after our first date that I was madly in love with you, and I could only hope you would feel the same.”

         “With a face as handsome as yours, and such a kind heart, it was only a matter of time,” I lovingly smile. “It feels right to say it out loud. I love you, Sooho. Oh, how I love you.”

         “I love you too, Ara. So damn much,” he presses a hasty kiss to my lips.

         “Now it will hurt even more when you leave this time. I’m going to miss you more now that I know you love me back.”

         “I think I know how to fix that,” he brushes hair away from my face.

         “Oh, do you? How are you going to fix me missing you?”

         “By getting married.”

         The smile fades from my face as I stare at Sooho with wide eyes. “What?” I choke out.

         “Ara, will you marry me?” He asks this time.

         “What about my status? Will your father even allow us to be married?”

         “I’m more worried about your father,” he chuckles, pulling his hands away from my face.

         “I’m being serious, Sooho,” I giggle, giving him a shove. “I’m not sure where I come from, so half-breed is just a guess.”

         “Bone rank is a thing of the past, so you have nothing to worry about. Besides, my sister convinced our father to let her be with BanRyu, and you are much better than him.”

         I giggle, rolling my eyes, “Just shut up and kiss me, future husband.”

         “With pleasure,” he smirks, grabbing my hips and pulling me towards him so he can connect our lips.

         I have always been put down for being lucky, but I have always pushed to prove myself to people. Now, I don’t have to prove anything to Sooho. He never stopped asking me on dates no matter how many times I rejected him. All he wants is to make me happy. And I guess I can say that I got a little lucky with him.

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Ah, Sooho finally got that date with Ara. I love writing fluff and having my characters happy. If you want to see more Sooho and Ara, feel free to request them doing something! I am happy to keep writing for these characters, as I love these characters. Thanks for reading! :D

[lady-lanthirgil]

Imagine SooHo being complety in love with you, his wife.

[bumblesimagines]

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[evalevaeva]

hELLO are requests open? 😽😽 if it's okie, i'd like to request an ahn sooho × reader fic ( I HAVEN'T SEEN ANY FIC OF HIM I'M SO SAD 😭 )

Hero | Ahn Sooho

my first sooho fic :] thank you anon! also here's to @slytherinshua and hannie , no angst this time

Meeting Ahn Sooho was the most unexpected occurrence in your life. It was almost like he was your hero.

You had your earpieces in, music blasting as you read the book in your hand. It wasn't every day that you were this interested in a book. The words seemed to swirl in your mind as you imagined each word, taking in each detail of every movement of every character.

That was until you were knocked down, hard. Your bottom slammed onto the concrete floor as your book fell onto the floor right after you, covered in soda. Your right earpiece went flying out of your ear, song stopping. Your eyes widened as you looked at your book, the words blending in with the soda, unclear.

You looked up, eyebrows furrowed as you looked at the culprit who had one hand extended out while the other was at the back of his neck.

"Ahn Sooho?" You asked, like a question, as he looked at you in surprise. "You know me?" Sooho replied as you looked at him, scoffing.

"Why wouldn't I?" You responded as you took his hand, standing up as you looked at the stain on your white uniform, starting to feel annoyed by your situation. "The infamous Ahn Sooho who nearly got his ass beaten by the baseball team over a girl. You're a playboy aren't you?".

Sooho's eyes widened as he took off his red jacket, revealing his white uniform that was unbuttoned to show his red work uniform.

"I wouldn't call myself a playboy, maybe everyone's just attracted to my charm?" Sooho responded as he winked, placing the jacket over your shoulders before picking up the soaked book and placing it on the locker near the window.

"I'll replace your book. By tomorrow, the same book will arrive at your table, sergeant!" Sooho said as he saluted you, picking up the empty soda can and continuing to run down the hallway.

You looked at the jacket on your shoulders, putting your arms through it as you zipped it, covering the stain on your uniform.

Sooho delivered his promise. You entered the classroom and walked to your seat near the middle as you saw the same exact book, this time with a sticky note on the first page.

"I'm sorry for bumping into you and ruining your uniform and book. I still feel like this isn't enough to make up for it. Would you want to eat lunch together? I'm in Class 1!" The messy handwriting read as you couldn't help but form a small smile on your lips as you grazed the yellow paper with your fingertips. Why was he like a puppy?

The bell for lunch rang, and unlike yesterday, you found yourself making your way to class 1, walking the back door to see Ahn Sooho fast asleep at his desk. His head rested on a pink bunny pillow, and his chest rose and fell deeply. You contemplated as you held the washed jacket in your arms, wondering if you should really wake the boy up.

"Ahn Sooho, it's lunchtime... and there's a girl here waiting for you. Sooho, Sooho, Sooho, wake up," The boy sitting in front of Sooho turned and shook the boy awake as Sooho jolted awake, eyebrows furrowed as he squinted. The boy let out a big yawn as he turned in his chair to stretch, but turned to see you standing with his jacket, waiting for him.

"Oh! Were you waiting for me?" Sooho asked as he stood up from his seat, finally awake. You handed him the jacket as you bowed slightly, "Thank you for lending it to me. It was a big help."

Sooho waved it off as he responded, "It was nothing! Besides, it was my fault since I... you know... dropped the soda".

The both of you made your way to the cafeteria, taking trays of food as Sooho paid for yours too, taking a seat at a table near the corner.

"So what should we talk about?" Sooho asked as he took a spoonful of rice and shoved it into his mouth. He acted as if he'd been starved for a week. It'd be impossible to tell a beast from Sooho.

You hummed as you thought about it for a few seconds.

"What do you like to do after school?" You asked as you used your chopsticks to pinch a piece of kimchi, placing it into your mouth as the taste engulfed your tastebuds.

Sooho thought about it as he responded with a mouth full of food, causing several rice grains to drop from his mouth.

"I work part-time at a barbecue place, and I do deliveries on two days. I don't go home because I'm scared I'll fall asleep and miss school. I can't miss school," Sooho shared as he saw the curious look on your face as you placed a spoonful of soup in your mouth.

"Why can't you miss a day of school?" You asked as Sooho responded, "I need to graduate with a perfect attendance. My grandmother wants me to graduate with a perfect attendance, even if I don't end up going to college. So, what about you? What do you do after school?".

You picked at your food as you shared a little, "I go to cram school and then I go to help my grandparents at their bookstore. Their bookstore has a lot of books so I don't have to go far to get good selections. Cram school, is cram school. There's nothing special about it, just the 7pm to 10pm classes every day,".

Sooho laughed a little, making his eyes crinkle as he joked, "I guess we know which one of us will go to college".

You smiled a little as you scooped a spoonful of rice into your mouth, continuing your conversation with the boy.

To everyone around you, it seemed as if the both of you had just met after being apart for 10 years and were catching up on the many years you'd spent together before that. The both of you seemed to connect very well, talking about everything from games to food to stuff worrying you around the neighbourhood. It seemed like you'd finally found someone for you.

You walked down to the parking lot near the school as Sooho put on his helmet, his bag in the trunk below the seat. You were about to wave goodbye to him when he passed you a helmet, patting the seat behind him as he said, "You told me that the distance from the school to your cram school made it hard for you to eat properly. I'll send you to cram school from now on, so eat properly or I'll start packing you lunches like a cooking club member".

Your mouth was practically hanging open as he took the helmet from you, putting it onto your head as he slid the face shield down, tapping the helmet lightly as he ushered you to get on.

The wind felt comforting for some reason. You weren't sure if it was the weather, the vehicle or the boy with you, but your heart seemed to speed up as fast as the motorcyle as your arms were wrapped around the boy's waist, eyes wandering around as you looked at your surroundings curiously. It wasn't often that you'd get on a motorcycle and definitely not with Sooho.

It wasn't just you who felt the speed up of your heart, Sooho could feel your heart pounding on his back as his eyes were focused on the road, not wanting to injure either of you nor his motorbike. He drove with caution as he smiled to himself every time you saw something cool on the way, 'ooh'ing every time.

Sooho lifted the helmet from your head as your hair dropped down to your shoulders, some strands left, a mess on the top of your head. Sooho reached for the mess as he combed his fingers through your hair, making sure your hair was neat.

"Don't go around alone anymore. Byuksan Middle School might be an elite school, but the schools around us have scary students. If you need to go anywhere after school or after cram school, call me, and I'll pick you up. Don't wander alone anymore," Sooho said as he placed your bag on your shoulders. You look at him, wondering what this sudden feeling blooming in your chest.

You coughed as you excused yourself, cheeks red as you walked to the entrance of the cram school, turning to give the boy a small wave as you walked in, disappearing into the crowd of students. Sooho managed to give a small wave back as he kept the extra helmet in the seat storage, heading to start his delivery gig early so he could get back to the cram school by 10pm.

He was right on time. You excited your cram school as you waved goodbye to some friends you made as per Sooho's suggestion after the mini lunch date you both had. He was leaning on his motorbike, phone in hand as the LED lit his face blue, his eyes focused on the screen. The sound of students exiting seemed to catch his attention as he raised his head to meet eyes with you.

"Sooho? You're here?" You asked as Sooho took your bag from your shoulder, putting it back in the storage box as he reponded, "Why not? I told you I'd be here. My grandmother always says, 'Sooho! Don't let a girl walk by herself! Don't let her carry her own bag, and don't let her spend her own money!' So I'm kind of like... your hero? I'll save you anytime anything happens." Sooho mimicked his grandmother as you couldn't help but laugh at his horrible impersonation.

This became a daily routine as Sooho began to reserve the helmet only for you. He would never come late and would stay true to his word. He would buy you snacks if you had make-up classes at cram school, buy you dessert to go along with your school lunch, and always have an umbrella if the weather was down.

Sooho ran. His motorbike was outside your cram school while you were nowhere to be seen. He initially thought that maybe you had some extra work to do or someone held you up, but when he saw the familiar friends he saw you hanging out with many months ago, he couldn't stop himself.

"We haven't seen her since Physics class. Physics was at 9pm. She looked at her phone and suddenly left, saying she had an emergency. " Your friend informed Sooho as he started to feel tense.

"Which direction did she run to?" Sooho asked as your friends muttered amongst each other, trying to get a definite answer.

"She ran out and ran out the gate towards the Byuksan Alley," Your friend told him as the words 'Byuksan Alley' made him run towards that place as fast as he could.

"Sooho, can I tell you something?" You asked the boy as the both of you sat at lunch as per usual. It had become a norm over the past few months, and the both of you could be considered... best friends? What everyone knew was that both of you were insperable.

Sooho hummed as he looked at you, giving you his unwavering attention.

"I think, with everything happening between you, sieun and beomseok... beomseok sent some girls after me. They didn't do anything, but they said that I better watch out," You told Sooho as his face changed into one with anger. He turned to give the disgusting boy a glance as he responded with false calmness, "If anything ever happens with them, call me first".

Sooho turned the alley as he saw you on the floor, your uniform painted red as girls with white surgical masks on their face, uniform unbuttoned revealing black shirts and skirts at their knees, kicked you repeatedly. By their side, there were guys in school uniforms too, watching the violence as if it were some sick variety show. You were ambushed. You didn't expect them to find your number and threaten you with Sooho's life. You had no choice.

"Sooho!" You called out, trying to alert him in case he was in the area. He said he'd always save you, he will... right?

Sooho ran in, kicking the first guy in the chest, making him fall against the wall with a thud as he elbowed the next guy in the lungs, causing him to cough. Sooho took the chance to punch him in the face, not leaving him any time to recover. He then turned to the last guy, who looked at him, trembling. His eyeballs practically vibrated as Sooho walked up to him. The guy took off running, leaving the three confused girls.

"Baby, why did you run...?" The girl kicking you asked as she turned to see her boyfriend nowhere in sight, and her two friends' boyfriends on the floor, knocked out.

The three girls turned in horror as Sooho spoke, "Why would you do this to her? She didn't even do anything, and here you are, kicking her as if she did something to you. "

The three girls looked at each other as the middle one muttered, "Beomseok asked us to do it. He said that she told on us that we had smokes.".

Sooho scoffed. Just because a liar told them that she told on them for cigarettes? She didn't even know them, much less cared about whether they died early because of chemical sticks.

"Leave, and don't bother her again," Sooho said as he bent down to check your bloodied uniform. Your head had dirt marks from the shoes of the girls and your tears made the dirt coat your cheek. Sooho wiped the dirt off with his thumb as he smiled.

"I told you I'm your hero now, didn't I?"

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WOAH MY FIRST SOOHO FIC AND ITS LONG(?) WITH ALMOST NO ANGST OHMYGOD GASP OHMYGOD!!

[icantthinofacoolname]

You know the thing about snowdrop is that it's not just about romeo and juliet not getting to be together it's that the WHOLE FUCKING THING ACHES all that happened and the ending showing everyone going on with their lives and all three of them dying with all the things they did for their country and they way they died???? Young ro losing everyone and everything she ever had and she has to live all her life trying to forget all that happened and like killing a character right before they have a chance to live the life they want IS THE WORST THING EVER and then we have the friendship between kang moo and sooho that was built so beautifully in the middle of all that imagine how could it be if sooho got out of it alive.I'm too dramatic about this but i can't help it .it all fucking aches.

[coffeetraces]

Any hope for a happy ending in snowdrop?

I have been staring at this since receiving this question earlier this week because to be honest, I really don't know what to say yet after that heart-condition-inducing episode 9.

All I can say is, at least it's not zero? lol. All roads lead to a tragedy, to be honest. While waiting for Episode 10, I kept looking back at the teasers and rewatching the past episodes and based on mere personal observation and pessimism, the my few possible endings are:

(1) sooho dies for youngro, also as a slap to her own father who prioritized the "country" (dictatorship) and his agency's political ambition (possibly also a slap-in-the-face that a north korean literally saved a south korean, which the government should have done instead of prolonging the hostage).

this thought/idea can also be the source of rage of the people of south korea to not elect a ruling party's candidate, ignite revolution and democracy, and the downfall of the dictatorship. 1987 was also the country's transition to democracy, so at least maybe that topic can be included on the finale. so this may be a happy ending, but not for youngro and sooho.;

(2) youngro dies (probably in the hands of chungya, because youngro takes the sense of nationalism in sooho; or in the hands and/or order of nam tae-il or the soldiers themselves), this is most likely because of the "killing 13 virgins" elements that even hong ae-ra (her stepmother) is willing for her to die. and i feel sooho will also blame himself. (optional: may also kill himself, romeo and juliet style of dying together);

(3) they die together (romeo and juliet style, yeah, director WE GET IT), and probably the more-than-zero percent of them having a happy ending is through the afterlife;

(4) they survive; sooho and youngro comes to term with not being genuinely able to be together so they maximize their time together on the dorm & the loft on the fourth floor like their little bubble despite the hostage and tension below them, then sooho escapes with his comrades back up north, youngro goes to safety but her life will never be the same since she might be tagged as the reason why sooho did what he did; but still eventually they would see each other again. this may be a stretch (every thing here is lol), but maybe they will meet in a different country where they can start fresh as individuals, and maybe together?;

(5) either of the two will come out safely of the dorm by their own means, and the government will still commence with their plan to kill all those in the dorm, so either of them would think the other is dead because of the bombing. and then they will go on with their lives on their own, and maybe soon they will just meet the way they first met? through a cafe? paper plane? eruption concert? no i'm just kidding lol OR they also die romeo and juliet style because of it.

it has already been tragic that these mere "pawns" and commoners' (hostages) enemy in the situation is the two countries' governments themselves. based on the teasers and episodes, both NK and SK are willing to kill all of them, even sooho's father. and sooho would definitely lack the ability to protect youngro anymore since chungya would now be their leader and this will have consequences for him. the last 7 episodes will definitely hit us like a convoy of trucks. i kind of stopped speculating anymore when every single result that came out was beyond my imagination because every single one, MOST ESPECIALLY EUN YOUNGRO, is so unpredictable.

but i do feel that youngro and sooho will be more comfortable in showing each other how they feel, minus the guns and bomb-pointing at each other. youngro might have softened with sooho because of that knock scene, and they might have that farewell/closure scene on the prayer room like in the teaser, and the kiss from that disney+ art card is them wearing new clothes AND IS IN THE FOURTH FLOOR !!!! i kept thinking how the hell they can go there but the anticipation for that to come out is frustratingly too mUCH!!!!!

i'm sorry that this has been a stream of consciousness type of answer but yeah. i slightly still hope for a happy ending. very, very slight. after all, despite the romeo and juliet and civil wars and hostage elements, the name's still snowdrop: a flower that blooms at the end of the winter and the beginning of spring. maybe they still have hope? maybe part then meet again between winter and spring?

if not, i pray for haesoo friendship forever instead. or haesoo endgame IRL imagine how cute they'll be AND THE GENES!!! THE BABIES!!! jk we don't want to force them but like what youngro said on the blind date, we'll let fate decide.

If you read this until here, IF YOU HAVE ANY SPECULATIONS TELL ME IN THE REPLIES OR REBLOGS PLEASE i need every one else's thoughts too!!!

[pink-ribbon]

SPOILERS 4 SNOWDROP KEEP SCROLLING

(episode 4) why is bun-ok so annoying & won’t mind her own business 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 also imagine ruining ur entire life for a man who didn’t even kiss u or go down on u for all that u have done for him💔💔💔💔💔💔 this level of simping… this episode is so tragic. + youngro’s friends are so cute 🥺 I wish I had friends who cried over me leaving like that 💔💔💔💔 I’m so sad, it’s the way sooho finds youngro’s message… UMMMM THE ENDING..?.?,,!, GOODBYEYEYEEH

[tearsona]

I’m loving your headcon of true beautyy, i was imagining something in my head while watching because seojun main babe even tho i ship junkyung with sooho! but you’re writing it and its so much better thank you 💖💖 btw my name is also ana!!

i’m glad i got to put into writing what u were having in mind :,) hope u enjoy the next parts <3 also HELLO NAME TWIN I HOPE U R HAVING A GOOD DAY 💖

[ace-angel-judas]

Canon, Minho with his long hair in Hwarang joking around with Hayoon about his hair is almost as long as hers

“Look!” Minho smiled brightly as he flicked his wig around, “My hair is longer than yours,” 

“No it’s not,” Hayoon giggled. 

He snickered, playing with her pony tail and shaking it slightly. Hayoon only smiled, pulling the hair tie from her hair. Her hair fell from it’s place, flowing down her back and past her butt. 

Minho crossed his arms, “You should wear it down more often, your pretty..,” 

Her face turned red and she quickly pulled it back up into a pony tail, “I have to get to hair and make up,” 

(Imagine if Hayoon played Sooho’s sister in Hwarang and Minho had to watch her kiss Jihan lmao) 

[krreader]

save me | chapter 3.

pairing: suk hansung x reader ; kim taehyung x reader (platonic) fandom: hwarang ; bts warnings: non idol!au ; alternate reality!au ; mentions of death ; language genre: angst ; fluff ; possible smut previous: 1 ; 2 

summary: taehyung has been your best friend for so long, almost as long as he has been sick. but now it was getting worse and for some reason, the only person that has any idea as to why that is, is a lunatic that tells you it’s because taehyung is connected to someone from another universe. and then you suddenly find yourself on a quest in an alternate reality, trying to prevent the death of a boy named hansung, so that your best friend could live. however, developing feelings for the hwarang member hadn’t exactly been the plan..

a/n: I know there hasn’t been much interaction between hansung and the reader yet, but if you couldn’t tell by that ending, it’s going to change soon! (((((((((: need to build the plot after all (and also, ahro x reader friendship is something that I value a lot so bear with me)

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Imagine growing up with someone that you love so much, that the thought of them just disappearing one day is slowly killing you from the inside. Imagine.. imagine watching that person die right in front of you, slipping away from you more and more each day and there is nothing you can do. Imagine not remembering a day where you had seen them happy, healthy and alright.

But now.. now you see the face of that person right in front of you, looking not just alright, but healthy.

Safe.

In that moment, it wouldn't matter that it wasn't really him. That this man in front of you wasn’t actually Taehyung. He had his face. He looked okay. And you had been so desperate to see him look okay that your brain shut off completely.

It was only when you leaned back, cupped Hansung's face and you stared into his eyes that you realized they weren't quite his..

Taehyung always had this glint in his eyes when he looked at you. It was like.. when you looked at him, you felt at peace. You were at home..

..but he didn't have that.

No, Hansung only looked at you in confusion, probably asking himself who the hell you were.

However, before he could ask you that, an older man entered the room and ruined your moment of happiness.

“Ah.. I thought I heard a female voice,” all heads immediately whipped towards him. From the looks of it, the guys knew exactly who he was and all looked like they had been caught doing something that wasn't allowed to be done. However, you didn’t have a clue who this man was and why everyone was suddenly looking like a deer caught in headlights, “Sneaking in your girlfriends isn't allowed.”

“She's..-” Sooho started, while you at the same time said: “I'm..-”

And then the one person beat you to it that you didn't think would make an appearance tonight, “She's with me,” Ahro stood behind the old man with a smile, “Forgive me that I didn't tell you about my friend, but she only arrived today.”

“Sneaking in your friends is not allowed either.”

“I know, but she's not just a friend,” Ahro quickly crossed the room and hooked her arm with yours, “She's a.. doctor. Not from here, as you can tell by her.. well.. everything. But she's very talented and will be an asset to Hwarang.”

“She is!” Sooho quickly added, “She was the one that saved me today!”

“Trust me,” Ahro smiled sweetly, “She's going to be your best chance if you want all of the Hwarang students to survive.”

Well, that sounded.. bad? What the hell were these people doing here exactly? You had thought this was like a boarding school or something.

“And why is she in here, then? Don't you know where your place is, girl?”

You took a deep breath, almost telling him to fuck off, if it weren't for Ahro pinching your arm and saying: “Again, she's new around here. I'll show her where to go and where not to go tomorrow morning. This won't happen again, I promise.”

The old man seemed to still be suspicious of you as he looked you up and down, but he also trusted Ahro. So with a huff, he turned back around and left, everyone in the room letting out a relieved sigh.

“That was close,” Sooho said.

“And whose fault was that?” Ahro was clearly pissed. Understandable. And even though you wanted to turn back to Hansung, she pulled you out before you could.

“No, wait, I need to talk to him..-”

“Not now! Not after this. You and me need to talk!”

And so before you had the chance, you were already dragged away again, throwing your not-best friend one last look to remember him like this for now.

And it was only when you and her were gone, that all eyes were on Hansung.

“Taehyung? Is that.. your nickname or something?”

“No,” Hansung shook his head, still staring at the door with his lips slightly parted, “I.. I don't know who that is.”

“What the hell were you thinking?!” Ahro looked at you in fury, her hands on her waist, “I knew something was up when you suddenly disappeared with Sooho! I knew you'd do something stupid!”

“Then why did you help me, if I'm such a burden to you?”

“Because..-” but then she calmed down all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, “Because I saw everything. I saw how you started crying when you saw him.. I heard how you called him Taehyung.. and.. I know what that feels like. Seeing your brother again.. when you thought he was dead.”

Your stories might not be exactly the same, but she was able to feel for you. Relate to you. And she knew you had been sincere when you had hugged him. Because she looked and felt like that too when she was able to hug her brother again.

“Taehyung isn't dead yet. And he won't die, if I can prevent Hansung's death.”

For a second she just blinked at you, then she sat down on the stairs, you joining her a moment latter, “You make no sense to me, (Y/N). But.. I want to believe you. I want to believe that you're here for a good reason,” she turned her head to look at you, before saying: “So I'm going to help you.”

That would most certainly make all of this easier, especially if you could run around freely, if she kept the whole 'You're working with me' act up.

You carefully reached over to hold her hand and even though she wasn't used to this kind of skinship, she smiled and looked back up into your eyes, “Thank you. You won't regret this, I promise.”

“Rise and shine,” Ahro threw a Hanbok onto your sleeping body, “You need to change into this if you want to look like everyone else around here. And we need to do something about your hair.”

You blinked a couple of times, trying to get rid of the sleep that was still begging you to come back, before you slowly sat up and let your hands brush over the material of the dress, “It's super soft..”

“What are you waiting for? Get dressed so I can show you around.”

Yes.

That was probably important.

You needed to know the layout of this. Most importantly, you needed to know where Hansung's room was, since that of last night seemed to be Sohoo’s and not Hangung’s. And you needed to find out who held a grudge against him, so that you could either warn him, or talk to that person yourself and tell him not to lay a finger on him or else he'd regret it. Not for Hansung's sake, but for Tae's.

You quickly – or as quickly as you could – changed into the Hanbok and walked out, looking a bit lost.

“Is.. is this right?”

“It is.. you look pretty,” she smiled and pushed you onto a chair a moment later, beginning to brush your hair back, “First things first. If you want me to help you, you need to listen to what I say, alright? I don't want you wandering off and getting into trouble anymore, because that's going to get me in trouble.”

“Alright.”

“Good. Then what's the plan?”

“The plan?”

“The plan to save Hansung, obviously.”

“Right. The plan,” yeah, what the hell was the plan? You had no fucking idea, didn't even really know how he was going to die. From poising, yes, but would someone else poison him? Would he accidentally poison himself? And what kind of poisoning? In his food? Because of a cut? A drink, perhaps? “Well.. the thing is.. all I know is that he will die because he'll get poisoned. But I don't know the details.”

“Poison.. that makes everything more difficult,” Ahro nodded, “I'll ask around. I think you're best off if you focus on him and I focus on the poison. If you could earn his trust, he might tell you something that is important.”

Your mouth curled into a smile.

“This almost sounds like we're a team..”

She had thought about it. She had told herself that this was a horrible idea and that it would probably get her into so much trouble, but she liked to believe in fate. Whoever you were, wherever you came from, there had to be a reason. She'd trust you for now and hoped you wouldn't betray that trust. For Hansung's sake. And maybe for her own. So that she finally had someone to talk to in here, “We are. For now.”

“I won't let you down, Ahro. I know I kind of fucked up last night, but..-”

“Fucked up?” she furrowed her eyebrows, then her eyes widened, “Is that a curse word?”

“Wow.. I really have to teach you a lot,” you chuckled.

“I think it's the other way around, but sure,” she grinned, suddenly feeling like with a bit of luck, she could call you a friend one day.

The spent the first day learning all the necessities there were to know about Hwarang. What exactly was Hwarang, why was Hwarang formed, who to talk to, who to steer clear of and so on and so on..

“You have a queen?” your eyes widened when Ahro and you peaked around the corner, watching the queen talk to one of her advisers.

“You don't?”

“Ahro.. the more I tell you about myself, the more you're going to think I'm crazy.”

“I already think you're crazy, but in a nice way,” she shrugged, “Don't talk to the queen, though. Don't even look at her. I don't think she likes.. people.”

“Yeah, she looks the sort.”

“Anyways, the boys are out for today, so you and I could go to the market? I could show you around? Maybe even introduce you to my father?”

“I'm not planning on staying here, you know? The less connections I have to this place the easier it'll be for me to leave.”

Not that staying was even an option for you.

You had a best friend waiting for you at home that by the time of your return would hopefully be as healthy as you had never seen him before.

“I'm not introducing you to him because I want you to become part of the family,” she hooked her arm with yours and walked towards the front gate, “What you did with Sohoo.. how you saved him.. I would like my father to meet you, because I feel like you could teach us a thing or two.”

“What you've seen is what I know. Taehyung used to faint a lot and I had to perform CPR in some cases. I never did anything else than that.”

“Then teach us that. I feel like it could be useful.”

Well, it was the least you could do for helping you with all this. Were you in her shoes, you probably wouldn't have reacted to all this like she had. You would have called the cops if someone like her suddenly showed up on your doorstep, thinking she was a crazy addict or something.

She showed you around the market for the next hour, while simultaneously giving you a history lesson. It was insane how little you knew about all of this, so you definitely needed to be brought up to speed and she had a talent for doing that in such a short amount of time. She also told you how to behave here and what to say and not say. Especially that you should try not to curse so much, even if most people here didn't know your curse words.

“It's simply not appropriate.”

“Like you're little Miss Perfect,” you furrowed your eyebrows as she sat down to have a beer with you, “Pretty sure that isn't lady like either.”

���Are you going to educate me or are you going to join me?”

Alcohol was maybe not a bad idea after everything that had happened. And since Hansung wasn't even in the camp right now..

“So,” was the first thing Ahro said when you sat down, “Here's my theory about you: you're a time traveler. You're actually from the future, which is why you were dressed the way you were dressed when you came here, landed right in front of my door and talk so funnily, while also knowing nothing about our time.”

“You're awfully open about that idea.”

“I always loved stories. Any kind of stories. And I've always read about these kinds when I was younger,” she shrugged, taking a sip of her bear, “So.. is it true?”

Ah, fuck this.

She wanted the truth? Here we go.

You took a big sip of your beer and wiped your mouth clean afterwards, saying: “Partly. To be honest with you, I don't know half of it myself, but what you're saying isn't that far off. It's just that this isn't really my world. Not just my time, but also not my world.”

“How come you're here then? Did you just.. stumble upon a time machine?”

“No.. no, there was this man. I have no idea who he was, but he told me about the connection between Hansung and Taehyung. He had a.. machine. And he really just pushed me into it and well.. here I am,” god this beer was fucking amazing? With one go, you drank the other half of it, not realizing how strong it was yet.

“That's.. rude.”

“I know, right? He didn't even properly ask,” you giggled, maybe slightly tipsy after gulping down that.. vase.

“Don't tell these things to anyone else though. Not everyone thinks like I think. Others will think you're crazy.”

“I didn't even want to tell you. But.. you're quite persistent.”

“Thank you,” she smiled proudly and ordered yet another round.

This would be a long, long day.

“You know.. for someone from the future, you really can't handle your alcohol well,” Ahro muttered under her breath as she tried to help you back home. Even though drag would probably be the right word.

She had actually wanted you to meet her father, but not in that state you were in right now. You'd only embarrass yourself in front of him.

“Stroooong stuff.”

It was quite late, so thankfully nobody was around anymore, but the looks the guards gave her were enough to have her cheeks heat up.

She'd never take you out for drinks again, that was for sure.

And as soon as you were in bed and she was sure you could be left alone, she walked back out to wash up, which was really necessary after that stench mark you had left on her.

But see, she was only just starting to get to know you.

And leaving you alone in that state was a very bad idea.

Because no, you did not stay in bed, but got up again and tumbled around the camp, until you found yourself in the hallway that had all the boys' rooms.

And coincidentally, like fate wanted this to happen, the door to one room was open and inside was only one.

“Taehyung,” you whispered, your drunken-mind not realizing that, again, this wasn't your best friend.

Because he seemed to be asleep already and the rest of the room was empty, you tumbled inside the room and walked straight ahead, only to lie down next to him and cuddle against his chest.

Hansung hadn't fallen asleep yet, despite of what you had thought, so his eyes were suddenly wide open when he felt someone beside him. And they got even wider when he realized it was you.

“What..-”

“Shhhht,” you put your finger on his lip and opened your eyes, smiling at him, “Just hold me.”

Hansung didn't have a lot of experience with girls, but even if he had, he knew that what you were doing was weird. Still, he couldn't push you away.

There was something inside of him.. a small voice, that told him to just wrap an arm around you and keep you safe, even though he didn't even know your name.

So why did he do it? Why did his arm go around your body and pull you close, when he didn’t know you?

Why did it suddenly feel like this felt.. right? Like this is where you belonged? In his arms.. with him..

“What am I doing?” he whispered to himself as he watched you fall asleep in his arms, “And why does it feel like I know you..”