#b.a.p zelo scenarios

[bapdaydreams]

Can I ask for a B.A.P reaction when they see they s/o walking down the aisle on their wedding day?

Hi! I am so sorry, I never get notifications on the app on my phone and when I finally opened Tumblr on my laptop I saw your request. I am also not taking requests but I don't want to disappoint you after so long so I hope you enjoy this short scenario.

Bang Yongguk: This soft man would have his heart in his throat watching you walk down the aisle. He's teary-eyed but he has the biggest, gummiest smile on his face and nothing would ruin this day for him.

Jung Daehyun: Oh this happy-go-lucky ball of energy would be so quiet and so emotional. He tries his best not to cry as he watches you walk down the aisle with a small smile on his face. He is so smitten and definitely the luckiest man in the world.

Yoo Youngjae: He would be so happy and excited but all that stops when he sees you walk down the aisle. His heart is pounding against his chest and his jaw hangs open at how beautiful you look. The man is stunned!

Moon Jongup: Send help. Jongup exe. has stopped working. He is stunned silent. He knew you were pretty but damn something about watching you walking down the aisle just made you 10 times prettier. He may or may not be crying silently.

Zelo: He is just so happy to see you. He is practically vibrating with happiness and he can't wait to call you his. He thinks so are beautiful and every part of his just aches to hold you and kiss you. Just so much joy.

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Ships

[coffee-for-himchan]

Junhong + Kittens!

a.k.a cute + cute! Here we go!~

You walked out of the kitchen and into the hallway, wandering through the apartment and thinking about what other preparations had to be done before you could have the homemade dinner your old friend had invited you and Junhong over for. Have you by any chance forgotten something?

Delicious dinner cooking in the kitchen, check. Bottle of wine, check… You peaked into the living room just out of curiosity while thinking about it all.

Junhong draped in kittens.. Check?

You rolled your eyes, wandering further into the room and heading directly for the couch. The three fuzzy animals have made themselves comfortable on Junhong’s lap and have completely occupied his attention, just lounging around or playing with his fingers, comfortable in his presence and interest in their shenanigans. All of a sudden you found it extra hard to look away for longer than a brief moment. He’s so big and they’re so tiny.. And they got along so well despite all that. It was a hilariously adorable and precious view.

“I thought you were a dog person,” you teased him sheepishly, your hand subconsciously reaching out to pet one of the kittens that was closer to you. It shifted into a more comfortable position and started purring in content right away. Junhong let out a quiet chuckle and thought for a moment.

“I thought so too, but just look at them. How could anyone hate something so fluffy?”

You wanted to lounge around for longer, but upon a call from the kitchen you were forced to leave Junhong who was now completely smitten for his three new companions behind. With a tiny sigh, you threw him a last glance and rose to your feet to leave the room, which was harder than expected, since you couldn’t help but turn around to watch him for a little longer just when you’d reached the doorway.

His movements were light and careful, as if not to accidentally hurt the kittens, the way he smiled at them being sincere and from the heart, putting his dimples on full display. You wouldn’t be opposed to seeing him like this more often, or so you realized there and then.

“Hey, Jun~”

He looked up for a moment, finally paying some attention to you. You looked at him in full seriousness and spoke in a similar tone.

“I really want a kitten now.”

A small smile plastered across his face as he looked down at the kittens in his lap before looking back at you again. His smile grew into a little mischievous smirk, one of those smirks that you didn’t trust too much since they meant something sheepish.

“Re-think that decision. Do you really want somebody to steal all of my attention away from you every time I come to visit?”

Your lips curled into a little pout and you crossed your arms over your chest, making Junhong chuckle a little and re-think his own statement for a moment. Not that he really meant that.. Nothing could ever make him turn away from you for too long. All the sudden adoration he felt towards you flooding him from all sides, his mind made up it’s own rules, re-capping all the good times and feeling he’s had while being together with you. He loved so many things about you, like your smile, your care, your thoughtfulness, your sincerity… All your quirks, all your flaws and all that jazz.

“As if you’re able to tear your eyes off of me for longer than a minute.”

Oh, and the confidence. You smiled a knowing smile, and he returned it, watching as you started walking away and towards the kitchen. His quiet words of conclusion still caught you despite the fact you’d already walked down half the hallway, and you knew by his tone that he was still smiling ear-to-ear when saying them out loud.

“You know me too well.”

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[danghyuk]

anime dates. [moon jongup]

► au info: B.A.P is still a band

► summary: during your weekly movie date, jongup feels embarrassed for always choosing anime. 

► pairing: moon jongup x male!reader

► word count: 612

► warning(s): none

► other info: none

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“Hey, baby.” You happily greeted your boyfriend, bending down to kiss him there he was sitting on the floor. “I brought the snacks you wanted,” you handed Jongup a white plastic bag which he gladly accepted, “how was your day?”

He shrugged some but looked upwards to give you a shy smile. “It was okay, me and Junhong practised on some new choreographies.”

Being used to his short replies you simply bent down again and kissed the cute birthmark on his nose. Jongup only hummed in content and began unpacking the items you bought.

“Have you decided what you want to watch? It’s your turn to pick.”

The silent rustling noises from the bag stopped and you noticed how your boyfriend nibbled on his bottom lip, stopping his movements for a minute. A minor blush accompanied his nervous habit, highlighting the mole you found adorable.

Jongup stopped his nibbling only to mumble something incoherent, staring intently on the rug underneath himself.

“What?” You had to refrain from both laughing and teasing him for his awkward antics. Instead of repeating himself, Jungup stood up from the floor and began preparing his dorm room for your weekly movie date.

He was embarrassed again. Though turning around to hide his expression, you still saw his flushed ears. Sighing softly, you shook your head in adoration. Moon Jongup could be so clueless sometimes.

Again, you bit back a playful remark and joined your boyfriend’s preparations instead, moving the TV closer to the bed.

Jongup sent a thankful smile your way to which you huffed in reply. You just knew he had chosen some anime. Despite him almost choosing that every time, he still felt embarrassed by voicing it. Not that you minded it, you liked anime yourself – one of the key factors getting Jongup to talk to you in the first place, and you didn’t mind his awkward nature; on the contrary, you actually found it quite charming.

You were in the middle of placing the pillows the way Jongup liked it when you felt a slight tug at the bottom of your shirt. Biting softly down on your lip to muffle a laugh, you just continued as if interrupted.

Jongup pouted when you ignored him and tugged harder at your shirt.

“[Name],” He paused, already fumbling with his words. “Babe.”

The cute stutter of a pet name followed up by Jongup wrapping his arms around your waist almost made you halt in your movements and you were sure Jongup could feel how it affected you.

He confirmed your thoughts by hugging you tighter. Now you didn’t really have any other choice but turning around.

“So, what will it be; Naruto? DBZ?”

Jongup’s cheeks flushed again and you had the front seat view, admiring his thoughtful expression in his warm embrace.

“I wanna watch a One Piece movie.” He said hesitantly after a while.

Laughing, you softly broke out of his grip and lead the both of you onto the bed. “Got it.”

“Are you sure you don’t mind, [Name]?”

After making sure you both were comfortably seated, you turned to meet his eyes. “You know I like anime too, right?”

“Yes, but-”

“Then there’s no issues.” You interrupted, having had this conversation before. “It’s your turn to choose and we will watch whatever you wanna watch, baby.” Kissing the corner of his mouth this time, you motioned him with your hands to come closer.

Jongup’s ears turned red by the pet name usage and sweet peck as he accepted your open arms to cuddle.

“Besides I always ‘real movies’” your comment earned you a pinch from your boyfriend, “so we balance each other out perfectly.”

[changkyuns-bebe]

Kpop Imagine Nr. 2

B.A.P as your boyfriends when you meet up with another guy and they get jealous...

Yongguk

-doesn´t want to show or admit it because he wants you to have your free space

-it keeps him awake

-can´t think of anything else

-is questioning himself if he did something wrong

-drowning in overthinking

-“hey y/n... did I do something wrong...? Don´t I give you enough...?“

-would be hella relieved when you told him you just have met up with your brother to discuss his birthday party

Daehyun

-would be pretty mad if he saw you meeting up with some other guy

-would also let you feel his madness

-“Daehyun, what is wrong...?“

-“You should ask that to yourself...“

-you would be hella confused

-“I saw you and him, y/n!!“

-you would explain to him quickly that it was your brother

-“I was choosing a gift for our anniversary!“

-he would be very embarrassed

-“I´m so sorry for accusing you with such things...“

Youngjae

-similar to Daehyun

-would have more sassss

-wouldn´t talk to you until you would give up and ask him what the matter is

-“How can you meet up with another one if you have me, Yoo Youngjae, as your boyfriend???“

-you would roll with your eyes „that´s so typical for you Jae...“

-he would try to play it cool when you explain to him that you met up with your cousin to get Youngjae a new pair of shoes

-very awkward

Jongup

-would be very quiet about it

-doesn´t show it

-but you would notice that something is off

-“Uppie, is everything alright? Your behaviour is strange...“

-would shyly explain that he is jealous because he saw you with some dude at the mall

-“That was my cousin, we met up to talk about your comeback with your new album“

-you would smile at him and comfort him so he doesn´t feel bad or awkward

Zelo

-hella mad

-hella sad

-can´t concentrate on his work

-“I will kill him if I see him...“

-you quickly know whats going on and explain to him that you met up with your brother to buy a new toy for his dog

-from now on he would be extra protective

-always has an arm around you when you two go out together

-death stares to other guys

[smitten--kitten]

B.A.P as Bunnies:

Yongguk:

Himchan:

Daehyun:

Youngjae:

Jongup:

Zelo:

[jupiterswlrd]

Blood Is Thicker

tw:signs of an unhealthy relationship, sorta kinda big age gap (24 and 19).

You were innocent, well you made sure to pass off as innocent especially to your enemies and by all means your brother.

Your brother was especially overprotective when it came to dating. He wanted you to date the complete opposite of someone like him. You tried to, you tried to find somebody on your college campus who was like that but it just didn't work. Yongguk didn't like them either.

It didn't matter anyways.

You already have a boyfriend,your relationship was rocky sometimes but you loved him regardless. Jongup is one of your brothers most skilled workers, he got the job done and he got it done well. Maybe thats what you liked about him, how he gets what he wants easily.

Yongguk seemed to hate Jongup, if he saw you two together anywhere he'd always separate you two. He didn't trust jongup as if he wasn't working for him, which puzzled you.

"I don't recall asking.." Yongguk basically growled.

"Why can't I go?" You asked.

Yongguk sighed "You're a child, and I'm not letting you go anywhere with a criminal"

"Like you aren't one?" Yongguk slammed his hand on the table making you flinch. "You're not going to some party, I won't be at, you don't know who will show up" You rolled your eyes "Whatever" you muttered leaving his office. "I have a final tomorrow anyway" You lied.

You were 19 now not 9, you no longer had to listen to him even though he'd be hurt. Since you've been seeing Jongup, you've had to lie a lot more. Claiming college was getting in the way of you seeing your beloved brother when in actuality it was Jongup. He hated Yongguk just as much Yongguk hated him.

You walked into your room to see Jongup chilling on your bed texting whoever. "He said I couldn't go.." You mumbled with a scowl on your face. "Why are you listening to him again? You're grown remember?" You shrugged. "Its like you put him over me, as if he love's you. When its clear he doesn't" You rolled your eyes and let out a heavy sigh.

"Didn't I say stop that?"

"It's true, I don't know why you don't listen to me when I tell you I'm the only one that loves you"

"Maybe..." You nodded in realization.

"Good, so maybe you should get dressed for tonight."

"Maybe I should.." You whispered going into your closet and finding something to wear.

You held onto Jongup's hand as tightly as you could. You didn't recognize anyone at the party you were at. Jongup laughed as planted a kiss on your forehead "Chill baby, it's just a party. Just go sit down somewhere." He looked across the room at somebody and nodded. "I'll be back sit right here" He sat you down on a oddly damp couch. The stench of weed and liquor stung your nose.

You heard yelling, lots of it, and with yelling comes gunfire from where you're from so you automatically hit the deck. You watched as bullets painted the room and naked girls wrapped up in bed sheets run down the stairs trying to escape whatever was going on up there. You watched ass glass broke and more and more people fell down.

You frowned as you felt something wet run down your stomach. You looked at the white t-shirt you were wearing it was stained with red. Your body shook registering the pain. "JONGUP" You screamed paralyzed by the pain. You felt your vision blur and black dots clouded your sight. "Please" You yelled out weakly.

The last thing you saw was Jongup darting down the stairs with some girl. He took one look at you and cursed silently. He looked at you one last time before leaving the now shot up house.

Yongguk stood in the hospital waiting furiously, 3000 things running through his mind. He blew up Jongups burner and his regular phone with no response. He felt stupid for leaving you alone. He regret every single time he left you or ignored you or let you down.

Jongup walked in fronting a sad face. He walked in the through the automatic doors looking concerned. "Where is she?" He asked Yongguk. Yongguk smirked "More importantly, where were you?" He grabbed Jongup by his collar and dragged him to one of the private grieving rooms. He shoved him down into a chair and sat across from him. "Like I was saying," Yongguk took a glock out his pocket and looked up at Jongup who seemed scared.

"Oh you must have left your gun elsewhere, no problem" Yongguk chuckled. "I-i was in the b-b-bathroom"The younger stammered. Yongguk pressed the cold metal againist Jongups head "Wrong answer, try again"

"I said i was in the bathroom" Jongup said with more confidence. "Please, I can smell the perfume all over you" Yongguk shook his head "It's a shame to see my best worker go...but blood is thicker than water" Yongguk pressed the trigger but when the door opened he quickly hid it in  his pocket.

"Are you two the family of Y/N Bang?" The nurse asked

The two boys nodded.

"I have some bad news...."

[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

B.A.P “Coming home from the military and surprising their Idol S/O at their concert”

Ask:  Hiii :) can you B.A.P(especially yongguk) reaction to he suprises his very famous idol girlfriend at her concert with his homecoming from military? Thank you.

A/N: So I decided I won’t be adding Himchan. I kinda feel bad considering idk if he’s guilty or not but yeah. If it turns out he’s innocent I PROMISE I will go back and add parts for him.

Yongguk: 

Guk would have preferred to come home privately, but things were the way they were. Your company had scheduled your first solo concert on the same day as his discharge date. The first agreement was just that you would go straight to him after your concert. But Yongguk wanted to see you as fast as he could.

 He put his own feelings to the side and decided to surprise you on stage. Towards the end of your concert, before the final song, you took a seat on the edge of stage. You always felt a good connection with your fans and it was your first solo concert after all.  

“I’m going to level with you all, you all know that Yongguk got discharged today. I haven’t had the chance to see him yet. I missed him a lot.” You paused and Yongguk watched from the side of the stage, waiting for the right moment to surprise you. “I am so greatful to have you all here today and that I can share this moment with you all.” Yongguk started walking on stage, a few loud gasps coming from the audience as he walked down the stage to where your back was facing him. 

You kicked your feet slightly, cheers coming from the crowd leaving you confused when you felt arms wrap around you. You just turned, wrapping your arms around his neck not even needing to see him to know it was him. You nearly dropped your mic, trying everything in your power not to cry. 

“I love you.” He whispered and pecked your lips before leaving the stage again so you could finish your show. You were a mess in tears, putting the mic up to your lips only to sigh and put it down again, your audience laughing before telling you not to cry. 

“I really wasn’t expecting that.” 

Daehyun: 

You were a well known ballad singer and you were having a small concert for your fan cafe members in Korea. It was just a small little thing that you wanted to do and it was a very personal show. Sadly, the venue your company wanted to use was only available on Daehyun’s discharge date. You had been busy all day, keeping up with the news of his discharge while also going through soundchecks and stage prep. You had agreed to see eachother the next day, just understanding that the day was too busy and hectic. 

The venue was small but full and you couldn’t help but smile. Your boyfriend was back, your fans were there and you were singing your personal favorite songs along with some new ones. While sitting in a stool infront of everyone. You could even recognize some of your fans which was amazing. You just wished you could share this moment with Daehyun. 

“So this next song is a song I made with my boyfriend Daehyun, you all know him. Today was his discharge day, I haven’t got to see him yet but soon I hope we can perform this together.” You started, feeling slightly sad but also overwhelmed. 

You started singing your song, the sweet words pouring from your lips. Another voice mixed with your through the speakers and you noticed your fans getting very excited as you heard Daehyun’s sweet voice coming from next to you. You did everything in your power not to cry and you just stopped singing, allowing his voice to fill the venue and your ears as you hugged him, sobbing into his shoulder softly while the fans coo’d in awe. 

“Stop crying my love, let’s sing our song.”

Youngjae: 

Youngjae never really told you his discharge date, he always evaded the question and answered with “Around __.” Which you were fine with. You had a concert scheduled in the same month and considering you hadn’t heard anything else about his discharge dates. 

Youngjae had planned that since the start, wanting to surprise and it was only better that it was during your concert. He wanted to go big, surprise you and it was one of your concerts so he knew it would be documented. It was just perfect in his opinion. 

So there he stood, behind you while you did the choreo to your song. You were having a great time and Youngjae couldn’t help but admire how happy you looked. Your back was facing him and so he stepped onto stage, mimicing your dance moves with a smile as the crowd laughed. Your back up dancers were aware of his surprise and they stepped away as he got closer. He was still mimicing you until he wrapped his arms around your dancing, singing figure. 

It terrified you at first, only then you realised it was Youngjae and you nearly dropped to the floor. The big smile on his face warming your heart. “What are you?- I don’t know-.” You stuttered, not being able to finish any sentences you started. He wrapped his arms around you while laughing and you smacked his chest. Making him step back jokingly. 

“I surprise you and you beat me, how is that fair?” 

Jongup: 

Jongup generally wanted to keep things private in your relationship. You guys were public and you weren’t afraid to be seen together either. You felt horrible that your concert had been scheduled on his discharge date. You called him crying apologizing profusely, only making him laugh. It wasn’t that big of a deal to him, but he thought it was cute. 

Once he had convinced you it was okay and you had made plans for the next day, he got on it. He wanted to surprise you and show you that he was proud of you and so he was contacting your managers to arrange something. 

So there Jongup was standby on stage, heart pounding in his chest as you poured your heart out in song. The song you were singing was particularly emotional and he could tell you were on the verge of tears. Taking a deep breath, he made his way on stage and put the mic to his lips, joining your song. 

The movement from your right made you turn your head. Your mic drop out of your hands in surprise and Jongup started laughing, carrying your part of the song with his own sweet vocals. You picked the mic up and quickly apologized and just hugged him. Tucking your face into his neck as he sweetly sang your song. Jongup held you close with his free hand and pulled you into him tighter. 

“I told you everything would work out.” 

Zelo/Junhong: 

You felt bad that you were going to miss Junhong’s discharge day. But it was a big day for you as well, your first solo concert ever. He had reassured you everything was fine and that you would just go and spend the night with him after. You still felt bad but you two just agreed. 

Junhong however just wanted to surprise you. You had a few tracks with a rap feature and he figured he knew them anyways. Instead of letting the track play he would do them and surprise you. 

So there you were, on stage and dancing and singing your hearts fill. Junhong couldn’t hold back his smile as you did so and mentally prepared the verse for your song. You couldn’t help but pause when you heard live rapping. You knew that voice all too well. 

You turned, seeing Junhong standing there rapping to your song. You covered your face and had to hold back from jumping on him. So you just stopped your choreo and ran to hug him. He laughed into the mic, picking you up and kissing you. You looked at him with the brightest smile. 

“I kind of had to see you.” 

A/N: I got really emotional writing this. So yeah.  Uh like I said, once more comes out about Himchan’s case i will add him to these, or not depending on which way it swings. 

[cherryeol04]

The Perfect Gift (M)

Genre: smut, romance, mpreg Pairing: Zelo x Ren Word Count: 3K Summary: After finding his master and living a happy life, Ren and Zelo were granted the perfect gift for their new life together.

Ren grinned as he was lifted off the couch and carried up the stairs. “Where are we going?” He asked, legs wrapping around Junhong’s waist.

“To the bedroom.” Junhong smirked. “I'm in a mounting mood.” He cooed and winked at him. Pushing open the door to his room, Junhong laid the kitten down on the bed and climbed over him. “And tonight you're all mine.” He cooed softly as he dipped and kisses Ren’s lips deeply.  Ren returned the kiss and moaned out as he slipped his arms around Junhong’s neck.

“Master~” he whispered against the other’s lips, his body moving and pressing up against the wolf’s body. Their hips connected and rocked together, their growing erections rubbing together, pulling moans from their lips. Ren pulled back from the kiss and bit his lip, his blackish blonde ears pressing back against his head. “Please mount me.” he begged softly. Junhong smirked and reached down and grabbed Ren’s shirt and pulled it up and over his head.

“Don’t worry baby. I will.” he said. Leaning back down, he took a dusky nipple between his lips and licked over, a smirk playing on his lips as Ren gasped and arched into his touch. Fingers tangled into his hair and he bit down on it lightly.

“Master!” Ren cried out, back arching as his head fell to the side. “Oh my god.” he panted and groaned, hips rolling, seeking friction from the other. “Don’t stop. That feels so good.” he muttered. Humming, Junhong switched to the other nipple and sucked on it harshly, biting and licking at the nub, pulling more cries of pleasure from the other. Pulling back, he licked his lips and let his eyes roam over the kitten’s body before he was working open the other’s pants quickly and pulling them down and off along with his underwear.

“You’re so hard baby.” Junhong cooed and smirked, licking his lips. His hand wrapped around the straining cock, a chuckle leaving him as Ren moaned and bucked into the hand.

“Oh god master!” he moaned and wiggled on the bed. “Always hard for you. You make me feel really good.” he panted. His hands moved and gripped at the sheets as Junhong pumped his cock quickly. His cock gave a few hard twitches as it grew harder. “Please.” he whispered, his legs spreading wide, exposing his pink twitching hole. “I need you.”

Junhong groaned softly and released the other’s cock. Sitting up fully, he stripped out of his clothes quickly, eager to get between the other’s legs and to bury his cock deep inside the kitten he had come to love. Ren sat up slightly on the bed and watched him, his eyes glued to the hard, thick cock exposed.

“So delicious master.” he whispered.

“And ready for your tight little ass.” Junhong smirked as he moved between the parted legs. He gripped the base of his cock and rubbed the head teasingly against Ren’s ass, smirking at how the other seemed to get wet need. “Such a little submissive slut. You’re just begging for my cock aren’t you?” he cooed out. Ren nodded his head quickly, soft moans leaving him as he pressed his hips down on the cock, wanting to feel it pushed into him.

With a quick thrust, Junhong pushed all the way in and leaned down, kissing Ren deeply, muffling his cry of pleasure. Their lips parted and tongue tangled together as Junhong started a quick and harsh pace, thrusting his cock deep inside the other. Sliding his tongue against Ren’s, Junhong reached down and gripped his thighs, lifting the other’s thighs and getting better leverage, pushing in deeper, his cock pressing deeper inside the other.

Breaking the kiss, Ren cried out and bucked down. “Oh my god!” he shouted. “Master right there! Please, give me more!” he begged. Junhong gave a growl and leaned in and bit at Ren’s neck, pulling another cry from the other as he thrust harder, aiming for the other’s prostate with hard thrusts. Whimpering softly, Ren wrapped his arms around Junhong’s neck, nails raking down the other’s back as he clawed from the pleasure. He could feel something pressing against his hole, stretching it slightly more with each thrust.

“Gonna...fucking breed you.” Junhong breathed out against Ren’s ear, making the kitten shiver in pleasure.

“Yes...please. Breed me, Junhong.”  Ren gasped out. His body bent and molded against Junhong’s as the pleasure mounted inside his body. His hole was stretched wider and Ren whimpered. “It’s...big.” he managed out.

“That it is.” Junhong panted, hand reaching down to wrap around Ren’s cock, stroking it quickly. “It’s gonna fill you up so well. And I want you to cum for me.” he hissed out, his thumb swiping against the sensitive head, the cock twitching heavily.

“Yes~! I’m going to cum! Master!” Ren cried out, a loud shout of pleasure leaving him as Junhong gave a hard thrust, his knot pushing forward into his hole. Ren jerked as he started cumming hard into his hand. Junhong grunted in pleasure and panted as he stilled. His knot pulsed and his cock twitched as he emptied himself inside the withering kitten.

“Minki~” he groaned out, his lips finding the other’s as he kissed him deeply. Ren kissed back happily, his body relaxing under Junhong’s as he held him close, their lips moving slowly over each other. Pulling back slowly, Junhong stared into Ren’s eyes and he smiled softly. “You’re so beautiful.” he whispered.

Ren flushed slightly and leaned in, kissing his lips once more. “I love you too.” he whispered and yawned slightly. “Mmm that was really amazing.”

“That it was.” Junhong chuckled. He shifted them carefully, his cock still locked inside the kitten’s body. He grabbed their covers and pulled it over their bodies as they settled down. “Nap time.”

“Totally.” Ren chuckled and smiled as he snuggled against Junhong. “Mmm, sleep well master.”

“I will.” Junhong muttered and pressed a kiss to Ren’s head. “You too baby.”

“I always do when I sleep with you.” Ren whispered and nuzzled him gently. They stilled as they slowly drifted off to sleep.

~*~

Ren loved being bred. They had at least two more sessions before they finally took a break. Most Ren used that time to catch up with friends and do some exciting activities. But as the weeks wore on he noticed he was feeling sicker and strange. It wasn't anything too bad at first. A few false alarms of vomiting, a little bit of fatigue.

But the symptoms grew bigger and more frequent and after about a month of suffering through it all, Junhong and Ren finally found out the reason for these sudden changes.

“I'm fat!” Ren huffed as he poked his stomach, glaring at it. But it was fat that he was used to. He couldn't punch it and jiggle it. It was firm and well placed on his stomach. It was slight though, barely noticeable unless he was standing there shirtless. Though it was more visible from the side.

Junhong walked over and stared at the other for a moment before running his hand over the stomach gently. “I think you look fine.” He commented and smiled. “Though I never thought it would actually happen.”

“What? What happened?” Ren asked confused. “I never thought I would get fat either. I guess I'll just have to start exercising again to work it off.” He hummed in thought.

“No. Don't do that.” Junhong said sternly, staring into the kitten’s eyes through the mirror. “You'll hurt him. Or her.”

“Him or her?” Ren's brows furrowed together trying to make sense of what the other saying. “What?”

“Minki…” Junhong sighed softly. “I have been breeding you. Feeding you my cum. I didn't think it was possible but I guess it is. I knocked you up.” He said and stroked the other’s stomach gently.

“I-I'm pregnant?” Ren asked after a few moments of silence had passed. He stared at his belly as the symptoms started clicking suddenly and his eyes widened. “You…”

“Yeah. Apparently.” Junhong shrugged. “Didn't think it would. But hey! Now we know.” He said and cracked a small smile.

Turning in his heels, Ren threw his arms around Junhong’s neck and he kissed him happily. “Oh master! I love you!” He purred out happily, eyes dancing with happiness. “We'll keep it right?”

“Of course!” Junhong said quickly. “That's not something up for discussion. We keep the baby.” He nodded quickly. “And I promise to be the best master to you as possible.” He told the other, slipping his arms around the kitten's waist and hugging him close to his body.

“I love you, Minki.”

Ren let out a soft purr as he hugged back and nuzzled against Junhong’s neck lightly.

“I love you too, master. So much!”

~*~

Ren thought pregnancy was going to be great. His master loved him, they were expecting a child. Life couldn’t be better. That was until the weird cravings started. It started with just simple things he hadn’t eaten before. A different kind of ice cream, or different vegetables. And slowly it morphed into weird foods mixed together. And the cravings happened at all hours of the day, making it really hard for Junhong to concentrate on work.

Junhong wasn’t one to drop everything and tend to the need of his kitten. Not at all. He knew Ren was fully capable of taking care of himself and getting the things he needed. But it wasn’t just the food cravings Ren was going through that worried Junhong from time to time, it was the wild mood swings. The kitten already tended to have fluctuating moods, but ever since he got pregnant, his moods changed rapidly and it scared Junhong. Because one minute Ren could be nice and calm and the next he could out of control and angry.

And that sort of mood was not what Junhong wanted to see the other in when he was driving on the road. Not just for the safety of the other people, but for the safety of Ren as well as their baby. So Junhong did his best to keep things stocked in the house and if something wasn’t there, he would drop everything and go out and get it for Ren. And Ren would thank him for doing it each and every time.

Pregnancy wasn’t easy, not for any of them.

Rolling onto his side, Ren groaned and held his stomach, rubbing it lightly. It had grown bigger in the past few weeks. Bigger than he had ever thought it could grow and it amazed him to think inside was his baby. That each strange sensation he felt was the baby moving. It excited him, yet scared him. There were so many unknowns about this pregnancy. The biggest one concerning how he was going to deliver. He also wasn’t sure if everything he was going through was normal or not. He was a male kitten that was pregnant and as far as he knew, it was something most likely impossible. But here he was, carrying a little kitten inside him. Was the kitten developing alright? Was it healthy or was it sick? These questions worried Ren greatly.

“Minki.” the voice had Ren lifting his head and turning, looking back at Junhong as the other stood in the doorway. “Hey baby. How are you feeling?” he asked as he walked into the bedroom and over to the bed. Sitting on the edge, he reached out and stroked his head gently.

“What are you doing home so early master?” Ren asked softly and smiled at him. He leaned into the stroking, soft purrs leaving him.

“I wanted to come to check on you.” Junhong smiled and leaned in and kissed his head gently. “How are you doing? How is he?” he asked, hand slipping over to rub Ren’s belly gently.

“I’m fine.” Ren said and smiled. “Him? How are you so sure it’s a boy? Hmm?” Ren asked teasingly.

“I just know.” Junhong winked at him and chuckled. “Glad you’re feeling okay love.’ he whispered and kissed his head softly.

Ren nodded and hummed softly as he laughed. “I bet it's gonna be a girl.” He said softly. “She'll be a perfect mixture of both of us and she'll just be absolutely perfect.” He chuckled and mewled as he felt a kick.

“Ah.” Junhong gasped softly, eyes wide as he felt the small series of kicks, a soft smile gracing his lips. “So active.” He whispered, fingers gently rubbing over his stomach.

“Very. She's been making it very hard to get comfortable to rest.” Ren commented and carefully rolled into his back, letting out a deep sigh. Junhong chuckled as he stared at the swell of Ren’s stomach.

“Well, it shouldn't be much longer. “I was trying to do some research on this and you'll probably only be pregnant for another couple of weeks. Cats are usually pregnant for about 9 weeks or so.” He said.

“Really? No wonder I feel like a bloated cow.” He commented and laughed Junhong following. “She's-”

“He.”

Ren rolled his eyes and smirked. “She’s grown so much in a short amount of time.” He said and nodded to himself. “So just a few more weeks? Junhong what are we gonna do about a nursery?” He questioned and looked at the other.

“Don't worry about it, Minki.” Junhong told him and stroked his head gently. “I got it taken care of. You just focus on you okay?” He asked and Ren nodded his head with a small smile.

“Okay.” He said and smiled. “Also, I'm hungry. Can you make me a bowl of pickles and ice cream?” He asked. Junhong's face paled, but he smiled slightly.

“Sure babe.” He said and got off the bed and headed out of the room. Ren giggled to himself as he watched the other's retreating form. He knew that Junhong hated all the weird cravings he had, and it amused Ren greatly.

~*~

If it weren't for the pain, Ren would be laughing at how crazy Junhong was going. It had been cute at first, his master running around trying to get things together. But as his labor progressed and he felt more and more pain, Junhong’s worrying nature was just right hilarious. He had never seen his master trip over his own feet before, let alone blame a stuffed toy for it.

“Are you sure you're okay?” He asked and peered down at the other.

“I'm fine.” Ren said and smiled softly. “The doctor just gave me the injection. It'll kick in soon and the pain will fill away.” He told him and sighed softly.

Leaning down, Junhong kissed him deeply, cupping his cheek gently. Pulling back, he stared down at him and smiled softly. “You're so strong Minki.” He whispered. “It just amazes me at how well you're taking this.”

Ren chuckled. “I know. But I have to do it. It's my body she's in.” He said and stroked his stomach, groaning softly. “Oh god. Almost time baby girl.”

“Boy.” Junhong teased and winked as Ren chuckled.

“Almost time.” He muttered and groaned, letting his close as the pain spiked slightly as another contraction hit him. He took deep and slow breathes, a small smile leaving him as he heard Junhong do the same, going through the breathing exercises with him.

Reaching out, he took Junhong’s hand and held it tightly, bringing it up and kissed it lightly. “I love you master.” He whispered.

“I love you too.”

~*~

Junhong paced the floors back and forth. The doctors had ordered him out halfway through the delivery and he was scared. He didn't know what was going on. All he knew is that Ren didn't want him to go. The other had such a death grip on his hand, yet had been forced to let go of him.

He had hoped things were going alright. He hoped nothing was wrong. And if it was, though it was selfish and horrible of him to even suggest it, he would rather the doctors let the baby die or whatever and save his kitten. Ren meant the world to him and they could always have another child in the future. If he lost his kitten, one of his best friends, he wouldn't know what he would do to himself.

As time wore on, a sick feeling washed over home and Junhong thought he might just hurl right there, but he held it back. He took a few breaths and composed himself. He had to stay strong, regardless of what he was feeling. He needed to be strong for Ren.

It felt like an eternity, but it was only 30 minutes before a nurse came out and called him back. He braced himself to hear a crying Ren. Or a crying baby but his kitten not there. He was braced for horrible news, but as the door was opened and he stepped into the room, he was created with the most beautiful sight ever.

“Minki.” He breathed out in relief. Ren looked up and smiled at him happily, his face still covered in a light sheen of sweat, hair mused and stuck to his face. He held in his arms a small child wrapped in a pink blanket.

Damn it. Ren had been right. It was a girl.

“Master.” Ren called and Junhong moved quickly to the bed and smiled happily. Junhong reached out and moved the blanket slightly and stared at the beautiful flushed face of his daughter. Her eyes were closed as she slept peacefully in her mother’s arms. On top of her heard were cute little black ears and Junhong couldn't help the coo that left him at the sight of her.

“She's gorgeous!” He said and turned to stare at Ren. Leaning in, he kissed him passionately and sighed contently. “Thank you, Minki.” He whispered.

“Anything for my master.” Ren cooed softly and looked down at the little baby and smiled. “She's perfect. So perfect.” He whispered and purred contently as he leaned in and kissed her head.

“Very perfect.” Junhong agreed. “But next you're having a boy.” He said.

“Next time?” Ren asked as he raised a brow.

“Oh yeah. I'm not stopping until I have at least one son.” He laughed and Ren shook his head.

“If you say so master.” Ren giggled and laid back in the bed and stared at him. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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Idol Advent - Day 22

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Snow Falls – Zelo / Junhong

You were hurrying through the park, hoping that taking this shortcut would get you out of the cold and back in your warm apartment sooner.

If there was one thing you hated most, it was snow. It was cold, it felt funny shifting under your boots and it slowed everything else down. You didn’t like driving in it, which was why you took the subway to and from work, and you never understood why people frolicked around in it unnecessarily. Sure, kids found it magical, but you couldn’t wait for it to melt away completely.

Side-stepping around a water fountain, you continued on your trek towards your apartment block when you tripped over something hidden by the snow.

But instead of falling face-first into the powdered surface, you felt someone hold you up. When you looked behind you, the first thing you noticed was he was really tall. And that his lopsided grin was possibly the cutest thing ever.

“Are you okay?”

“Uh, I think so, thank you!”

“No problem, the snow is a bit of a hazard around here. You never know what’s hidden beneath.”

“I thought this would be quicker but it looks like I should stick to the sidewalk instead.”

“Why? Life is a bit of an adventure, right? You need to try new things to decide if you like it or not.”

“Well, I hate snow.”

“Really? I couldn’t tell,” he teased and despite being a stranger, you gaped at him.

“Let me guess, you like it?”

“If I wasn’t out here throwing snowballs with my –!”

He suddenly jumped on you, and you felt a force hit his body as you both jolted forward. You stared at him as he started to laugh again.

“Oh my God, are you okay?! Who does that?!” you exclaimed, looking around the man and scowling at his friend.

He held out his hand. “I’m Junhong. And if I wasn’t out here playing, you would have fallen face-first into that snow there. So isn’t it good one of us doesn’t mind the snow?”

“Junhong,” you started before bending down and scooping some snow up with your gloved hand and pressed it into his jacket. “Thank you, again.”

“It’s my pleasure. And if you want to learn how to actually make a snowball, I’ll see you here tomorrow.”

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Making Up With Mom [Jongup and Junhong]

This follows the Child Makes Mom Cry. Junhong’s is super long... I apologize for that. I may edit later... I wrote this at 1 am and half asleep. 

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Jongup

If it wasn’t one thing with Maddy, it was another. Between dealing with her daughters’ rebellious streak, she was under pressure with her small home craft shop and finances. Her work load had all but doubled and she regretted a little too late when she agreed to take on so many clients at once. Along with her shop, she was also struggling to send steady funds to her parent’s who had fallen on hard times with the farm. 

Of course, Maddy confided in her husband about the pressure she felt, but she didn’t voice how emotionally overwhelmed she felt. But, she didn’t need to say it, Jongup knew... Not only him, but their twins, Hana and Dana could tell something was wrong with their mom. Maddy was vocal and high spirited, so when they caught their mom zoning out and forcing a smile, the girls worried. Especially Dana who had always been closer to her mom when she was younger.

So, one day while their mom was out buying material for projects, the girls decided to ask their dad about their mom. They found him stretched out on the couch in their living room, his eyes shut as he relaxed. Dana swallowed hard as she took a step to her dad,  “Hey dad.” Jongup’s eyebrow rose for a second as he let out a hum in response, his eyes still shut. “We were wondering... what’s wrong with mom?”

Jongup let out a sigh as he opened his eyes and glanced at the twins, “Why do you want to know?” His voice was cold. The girls shrunk back slightly knowing he was still upset with them for the stunt they had pulled a couple days prior.

Hana bit her bottom lip as she sucked in a breath, “Because she’s our mom... I know what I--what we said was horrible... We don’t like seeing mom sad.”

Jongup sat up on the couch as he scratched the back of his neck, “You didn’t have that hard of a time seeing her sad when you were disrespectful to her a couple days ago, Hana.” Her head fell forward as she glanced down at her feet. Dana wrapped her arms around herself as she tried to make herself smaller than she already was. The two of them fell into an awkward silence as Jongup stared at them. Eyeing them long enough, Jongup cleared his throat, “Sit and I’ll tell you.” The girls sucked in a breath as they took a seat on either side of their dad.

After getting a short summary of their mom’s stress, the girls set out to make plans to cheer their mom up. Maddy did everything in her power to cheer up the twins and now it was their turn. The girls told their dad about their plans and after getting the okay, the girls got everything together.

Maddy had decided to spend a day at Mia’s bookstore to get her mind off her stress and didn’t return home until about 4. She unlocked the front door, but paused outside the door. She felt heaviness weighing on her once more and she heaved a sigh. Her tears swelled in her eyes and Maddy let out a silent curse as she looked up to keep them from falling. “Get it together” she gave her cheeks a couple of slaps before she opened the front door. “I’m home...” Her voice no higher than a mouse. 

There were heavy footsteps heading her way. She took off her shoes and shrugged off her jacket as the twins appeared before her slightly out of breath. “Welcome home!” They grinned.

Maddy cautiously placed the jacket in the hall closet as she eyed her two daughters who had ignored her existence since the grounding. “Thank you?” 

Dana stepped forward and held out her arms to her mom, “Can I have a hug?” Maddy shut the closet door before she approached her youngest and hugged her. Dana tightened her grip around her mom and pressed her head into Maddy’s upper chest. “Your hugs are always the best” Dana whispered before she pulled away from her mom. 

Hana stood there awkwardly for a moment before she cleared her throat, “Come on, we got the house to ourselves. Dad is staying at Uncle Daehyun’s place for the night.” She headed into the living room followed by Dana who pulled their mom with her. 

Maddy entered the living room to see pillows thrown out on the floor, lights strung up above with sheets hanging over the pillows like curtains in front of their tv. “TA-DA!” 

“What’s all this?” Maddy chuckled weakly.

Hana looked back at her mom and gave her a kind smile, “Mommy Daughter night? It’s been some time since we’ve done it. We ordered pizza and decided that we should watch the Notebook--and any other movie you want too.” 

“We wanted to apologize for our behavior too, but we didn’t know how.” Dana shuffled her feet, “We didn’t want to--Hey, wait why are you crying, mom?” 

Hana’s and Dana’s eyes widened as they saw tears fall down their mom’s face. Hana froze up seeing her mom’s tears. Maddy reached up quickly and wiped the tears away only to be replaced with more. She let out a pathetic chuckle, “I don’t know... I’m sorry, girls. I don’t mean to c--” Maddy was cut off by her oldest suddenly throwing her arms around her. 

“We didn’t mean to make you cry again. We just wanted to see you smile again” Hana’s words were rough as she spoke. “I’m really sorry for being such a terrible daughter.” 

“Hey now” Maddy tsked as she pulled away from Hana who had her own tears, “I don’t have terrible daughters. Bull headed and very stubborn, yes, but not terrible.” Maddy reached out and wiped the tears on her daughter’s face. “A terrible daughter wouldn’t build a pillow fort and kick their dad out the house for a night to be with their mom. I appreciate this, really.” Dana approached them and Maddy immediately reached out to pat her head. 

That night, while watching their movie marathon, Maddy found herself fast asleep with her daughters on either side of her cuddle up close to her.

Junhong

“Are you sure? I really don’t want the kids to try to take advantage of you again” Junhong repeated for the umpteenth time that hour. “I can at least take the twins. I’ll be with Christian and he really likes having them around.” His arms circled around his wife and closed around her abdomen. His head rested on her shoulder before he pressed a kiss against her neck. 

Kiara hummed as she pushed around the stir-fry in the pan before her. “I’m fine, babe. If I have a problem I can call Deja. If you want to release your album on time, you need to focus on it.” She leaned back against his chest and looked up at him. The unsure expression on his face was hard to miss and she couldn’t help the smile that graced her lips. She turned off the surface before she shimmied around in his arms to face him. She reached up a hand to him and her thumb brushed against his cheek, “Trust me, yea? They’re my kids too. I should know how to parent at this point.” It would be a lie if Kiara wasn’t a bit nervous being with their kids alone for a couple weeks again. She knew how her kids were on their worse behavior and she felt powerless as they had walked all over her. However, she also knew Junhong couldn’t be the only disciplinary...

Junhong gave her a warm smile before he pecked her lips, “Okay, but you know I’m a call away. I’ll drop my music if I need to for you, okay?” He pulled her closer and kissed her again and again.

Kiara let out a laugh, “Okay, just go before Christian blames me for you taking forever.” Junhong gave her one last kiss before he headed out the door. 

One Saturday, Kiara was preparing to leave for work when the babysitter called out due to an illness. She got off the phone with a stressed look on her face as her oldest entered the kitchen.

“Mornin’ momma” Grace pressed a kiss on her mom’s cheek before heading to the coffee.

“Yea, you too dear--”

Grace pulled out her mug and turned back to her mom, “What’s wrong, mom?” She frowned as she poured herself a cup of coffee. 

“Babysitter cancelled. I guess I could take the twins to work with me” she sighed knowing how much of a time crunch she would be under just trying to get them to wake up. “I’ll have to cancel my first appointment at least” she picked up her phone once more.

“Whoa whoa!” Grace placed her mug on the counter before she rushed to her mom’s side, “Don’t do that. Mattie and I can watch them.” Kiara shook her head almost immediately causing her daughter’s frown to deepen. “Look mom, I know Mattie and I have been shit kids--”

“Language.”

“My bad my bad” Grace held up her hands with a sheepish smile on her lips. “We can watch two seven year olds. Take them to the park or call Aunt Elfie and have play dates--Oh or call Aunt Kate or Auntie Sisi. We’ll be fine, mom. Trust us.”

Kiara’s lips pursed as she thought about the idea. Her brow creased in response, “I would have agreed to this before, but after last time--”

“Let us prove it to you then. If we screw up this time, then you can never trust us again.” Grace approached her mom, “You can’t take the twins to work. They won’t stay still for hours on end and your customers will want to relax...” 

"Wake up, idiot” Grace tossed a pillow at her brother’s sleeping face startling him awake. 

Matthew shot up in his bed as he fumbled for his glasses in a panic, “What the actual fuck is wrong with you?” He growled when he saw his sister leaning against his doorway. 

“We’re in charge of the twins today and I’m not going to be alone when they wake up” she shrugged. “I need help making them breakfast.”

His face twisted with displeasure, “Just feed them stupid cereal.” 

Grace’s arms crossed as she stomped over to Matthew’s bed, “Look here, Mattie” she grabbed his roughly by the collar. “We really hurt mom last time she was home alone with us. I think we at least owe it to her to make it up to her. Or did you enjoy having mom so upset with us that she was crying...”

A flicker of sadness flashed across Matthew’s face as his head fell forward. He was silent for a moment before he let out an irritated sigh, “Jesus, okay--I’ll help watch the stupid brats.” Grace’s lips pulled to the side as she released her brother and headed out his room victoriously. 

That night, Kiara dragged herself up the walkway to her front door. Her half day at work had turned out to be a grueling ten hour work day. Even Deja was upset that she didn’t just turn down last minute clients, but Kiara heard and saw the desperation for the women. How could she have said no? She paused when she saw her two youngest waiting at the door in their pajamas. 

Aaron was the first to notice her as his moth grew into a wide grin. “Mommy!! MOMMY!” He hollered as Andrew and he bolted to their mom. 

Kiara bent down and caught the two runners. She let out a chuckled as she felt some of her energy return as she held her boys tightly, “What on earth are you two doing out here?”

Andrew pulled away first and rubbed his nose, “Mattie and Gray have surprise for you!” Kiara released Aaron as she stood up once more feeling the aches in her back.

“BIG SURPRISE!” Aaron jumped as his arms shot out over his tiny body. The twins took her hands and lead her to the front door. Aaron opened the front door and poked his head inside, “Momma’s home!” He screamed.

Matt rolled his eyes from the kitchen, “Yea, we couldn’t tell by you screaming outside.” He tossed down the dish towel as he headed into the entrance. “You should go take a bath. Everything will be done soon.” He stated in a matter of fact manner. “And the bath is as hot as the fire gates of hell because I am rightfully convinced all women have risen from such a place.” 

Grace swatted him as she clicked her tongue to her teeth, “Whenever you talk, you always say unnecessary stuff.” She flashed her mom a smile as she nudged Matt back to the kitchen. “Welcome home! Go wash up please. We still need some time.”

Kiara eyed her daughter as she gave a slow nod, “Okay... I’ll be back in a bit.” She gave her daughter a quick hug as she headed to her bedroom. Upon entering her bedroom, she saw petals leading from the entrance of her room to the bathroom. Kiara let out a gasp as she followed the petals to a dimly lit bathroom. Her favorite lavender scented bath bomb had overtaken the smell of the room. Resting on the counter was a wine glass with her favorite wine and a note. She picked up the note and read it:

Enjoy your bath! No need to hurry--and no we didn’t drink our wine.

Mattie

After the bath, Kiara made her way downstairs to see Matt waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs. Matt had his usual scowl on his lips, “Grace said to close your eyes and I’ll lead you to the dining room or whatever.” Matt watched his mom take her final step off the stairs and ushered her to close her eyes. He took her hand in his as he guided her into the dining room. Once he situated her where she needed to be, he stepped away, “You can open your eyes--you know if you want to or you know whatever...” 

Kiara’s eyes fluttered open as she looked in front of her. Her eyes widened as she saw an array of her favorite foods on the table with a pie in the middle. She let out a gasp as she took in the sight. “What’s all this for?” 

The kids took their seats as Grace reached over to touch her mom’s hand, “Our apology for being so rude last time dad was gone... We didn’t know how else to show you we were sorry, so we called Aunt Elfie and she sent us recipes of things Nana made you in the past. Mattie made the apple pie.”

Matt looked down at his empty plate to hide the reddening in his cheeks, “You don’t have to go and tell her all that...” His eyes glanced over at his mom’s and he squirmed in his seat. “But yea, sorry I acted rude... I shouldn’t have done that...” 

“Yea, we’re sorry too!” Aaron grinned.

“Idiot... I doubt you know what you are even apologizing for” Matt tsked earning a kick from Grace.

“At least he apologized, stop being a jerk” she hissed. The two glared at one another from across the table earning a laugh from their mom.

She pressed her hand to her mouth, “Let’s just say prayers and eat, yea?” Reluctantly, Grace and Matt agreed still glaring at one another before they bowed their heads to pray.

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• summary: superhero au • pairing: superhero!choi junhong x male!reader • word count: 778 • to do

“Hello~”

You halt quickly, clutching a USB in your hand. “Yes?”

The person- monster currently terrorizing your surrounding city and making your boyfriend’s and many others lives hell jumps down in front of you. “Mr. L/N. Long-time, no see… Whatcha got there?”

“Something from work.” You attempt to pocket it, playing it cool.

He grabs your wrist, pushing with so much power you feel like the bones in your wrist might crumble. “You’re not a very good liar Mr. L/N… and it’s not a good idea to lie to me.”

“You’re going to ruin the world… you don’t have to do that. There are other ways to get your revenge-”

He cuts you off, fuming at your attempt to pacify him. “No. If I’m not happy, nobody deserves to be happy. And do you know who the first to get his happiness taken away will be?”

“He’ll stop you, even if I’m not around anymore.”

“But while he’s grieving over you, I’ll finish what I need to get done.” He drops the USB on the ground and stomps on it, completely destroying it. “And he can’t save everyone else without that information… and let’s be honest, he’s not the brightest.”

You try not to show him any emotion but the thought of him bringing this world to the point of no return makes your stomach turn. He drags you along and you desperately want Junhong to work on saving the world and not care about you.

But, knowing Junhong as well as you do, you know he’ll want to save everyone starting with you.

You’re sat down on a chair in the middle of a large room and the villain across from you starts pacing, watching the many cameras and screens in front, waiting for your heroic boyfriend to show up. You lean back, coming to terms with the inevitable. Whether or not he shows up, you’re well aware you’re not going to leave the room this time.

“Bingo!” The man ahead of you gives a wicked smile and points a handgun at you. “I’ll let your last words be to him.”

Junhong hears two shots echo through the hallways and time slows. Desperately running through the building, his heart rate picks up and his thoughts become jumbled.

He bursts through a door, not seeing the one behind this, but does notice your hunched body and a pool of blood. You’re coughing and attempting to get up off the ground as he moves over to you.

“Love, love.” He repeats and rips his mask off, looking your body over.

“Junhong…” You try to put his mask back on him but he pushes your hands away. “Junhong, you need to go.”

He shakes his head and rips a part of his suit, pressing it on your wounds. “We have to get you help.”

“You have to go save the world.” You correct, smiling through the pain.

“This is all my fault.” Junhong chokes back a sob and can do nothing but stare at your body. “I promised I would protect you. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

You reach into your pocket and pull out a spare USB drive. “I kind of had a hunch something might happen to the first one… and that you wouldn’t be able to figure out how to stop this.”

“You’re so smart…” He mumbles, a constant stream of tears running down both your faces. “I can’t do this without you.”

“And the world can’t go on without you.” You lean up and kiss him gently, groaning.

He sniffs and grips your shirt. “We have to get you out of here.”

“Junhong…” You smile.

“No! No!” He shakes his head, staring into your eyes. “You’re not allowed to say goodbye! Don’t die on me!”

You hand him the mask and kiss him one more time, breathing slowing steadily. “I love you. Go save the world, Mr. Superhero. You’ll do great.”

“I love you too.” His voice cracks and breaks. “Thank you, I love you.”

You close your eyes and squeeze his hand twice, going still in his arms. Junhong sobs openly, gripping your hand in one and the USB in his other.

“You’re smarter than I’ll ever be,” Junhong states, looking down at the blood everywhere.

Your blood. And he knows who did it.

He puts his mask back on, aware of the blood on his face and hands and the rips in his suit. He steadies himself against the door before pushing through it, radioing in for an ambulance.

“Someone’s in the base, near my signal.” He physically can’t look back at you, digging his fingernails into his palms. “I have to finish this.”

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Hi(: could you do #99 and #14 for Zelo?

I was scanning over the drabble list again just recently and realized I still had a bunch of these unfinished drabble requests from ages ago lying around in my inbox. I’m sorry they never saw the daylight back then.

- Mel 💕

14. “You’re stuck with me now. Deal with it.”

99. “You gave me all I’ve ever wanted.”

You crossed your arms over your chest, huffing a little and leaning back against the car seat as your eyes lazily trailed over the windshield once again, over the person pacing around the front of the car. Every now and then his head peaked out from behind the opened capot, and as his eyes met with yours, he mouthed a quiet “five minutes babe, don’t worry”, and dove right back into trying to find the sudden technical issue that made you pull over. Though at first his quiet reassurance gave you hope that you’d still make it in time for the long-awaited meeting with your friends from abroad, twenty five or so minutes had already passed since you were forced to stop on the side of this road to nowhere, and by now you were more than sure than you two wouldn’t be able to make it anywhere tonight. Apart from home. Hopefully.

He came back into proper view, and right as he was about to mouth the same to you again, you simply motioned for him to leave it be and come back inside. He was no car mechanic, and besides, it was freezing outside. There had to be a way of solving this issue other than freezing to death and not getting any smarter by just looking at random car parts and not knowing what to do with them.

Just a second later, the door opened, and Junhong’s defeated frame was once again back in the driver’s seat. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed, his eyes displaying his disappointment with the situation, or rather disappointed with himself for not being able to deal with the issue.

“You’re stuck with me now, deal with it,” he looked over at you and forced a little smile onto his face, in the hopes to lift the mood a little, or to test the waters. You smiled back at him lightly, to kind of let him know that he wasn’t at fault. This could happen to anybody, just maybe at a more convenient time.

“And I’m sorry for that. I know you were really looking forwards to tonight.”

If there was one thing that you were trying to do recently, it was letting go of things that you couldn’t change anyways. You’d rather not feel sour about something you couldn’t change anyway, and would love to just try and make the best out of the situation, so instead of advancing the discussion you opted in for the opposite.

“Relax,” he heard you saying, feeling the sudden warmth of two of your fingers that made their way to his chin, and guided him into a brief, barely-there kiss that made his still mildly freezing frame feel just a little bit warmer all over, “It’s fine, Jun. Now we just gotta call up somebody who could drag the car back to town, and hopefully us too, if they don’t mind.”

He knew Youngjae was at home tonight, and though his hyung wasn’t keen on anyone disturbing his gaming nights, Junhong still decided to give it a shot and dialed up his number. In the corners of his eyes, he saw you finding you friend’s name in the contact list and doing the same. Youngjae’s slightly annoyed “Yah, what do you want?” snapped him back to reality, and he quietly mumbled his request for Youngjae to come and pick him and the car up. With surprisingly small amounts of convincing needing to be done, he hung up the phone after receiving a positive reply, and focused on the sounds that were coming from the radio until you were done with your call as well.

“They say it’s a shame we won’t be able to make it,” you said, making some sort of guilt course through him again, even though he knew it wasn’t really his fault anyways, “I asked if we could make it up somehow, but they just said “next time”, since they’re flying out tomorrow afternoon already…”

Your words trailed off and into the night as silence took over the two of you, and you took the opportunity to just sit there and enjoy the peacefulness of the moment. You thought it would be scarier than this - to be alone and out of town, on the side of some road, having to wait for someone to come and pick you up to “bring you back to civilization” - but it was actually rather nice. The heater was on, mild music was playing in the background, and you could see the stars through the windshield. It felt like out here, you were far away from any possible care in this world, and there was something magical to it for sure. You didn’t even notice how you’d started smiling.

Junhong’s sour expression was the only thing that bothered you.

“Yah, cheer up,” you nagged at him, scooting closer to him and pulling on his arm a little so that he’d to the same as you, “And scoot over. You’re too far away from me.”

He chuckled a little, though did not object. The position you were in was a little awkward, but your head eventually landed on his shoulder rather comfortably somehow, his own head nuzzling against yours. The same silence from before made a comeback, just now it felt much more homey. You let it consume the two of you for a moment and just enjoyed how pleasantly calm the moment was.

“You know it’s not your fault, right?”

“I mean, I guess it isn’t.”

“Then why do you act like it is?”

“Because,” he stretched out the word a little longer than it should be effortlessly and spontaneously, making you chuckle lightly. These little quirky things he did every now and then we’re one of the many reasons why you loved him like you did - just little, barely-there details that made everything so much better, things like little silly spontaneous dance moves or a funny mispronunciation of words. Your fingers that were toying around with the gear shift lever were enveloped by his, and you gladly slid your fingers in between his in response. Another cheesy couple moment. You knew there was no denying that both of you loved it equally much.

“Because this is what you had been looking towards to for weeks, and I had literally one job - to drive you there,” he said, taking a little pause to think about his further wording, “And I couldn’t even do that, not to mention the many other things I couldn’t do or give you over these last few years.”

So that’s what had been consuming his mind recently.

Not that it always bothered him, but every now and then, he’d openly scold himself that he had to do better. Better for you, for your relationship, and so on. You never understood that, because to you it seemed like he was trying as hard as ever, and there was no need for scolding. It looked like he couldn’t agree on that fully though.

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” you shrugged a little, as if to prove your point, “You gave me all I ever wanted, so how dare you put yourself down like this?”

It must’ve stirred something inside of him - at least that’s what you guessed from his body language, from the way his hold on your hand tightened for a moment before going back to normal and the way his whole body stilled as if to process the phrase. Well, you did want it to sound heartfelt. You just didn’t think he’d pick up on that much.

“I never knew that all you ever wanted was being let down constantly-”

“Jun, stop it,” you said still in a loving, yet now more scolding tone, silencing him this way, “You’re not letting me down in any form or way, believe it or not.”

You knew he was mainly referring not to this specific occasion, but to his busy lifestyle and work ethic as a whole. To the times when he forgot occasions, had to cancel things, wasn’t there on important moments and such. Yes, there were moments when it was hard enough to find time for a phone call or a text message, let alone an actual meeting, and though there were moments when you uncontrollably missed him, it never really felt like he was letting you down in some type of way by just not constantly being there. It’s not like he had to anyways. He took care of you from close up and afar. You didn’t even dare or want to ask for more from him.

“What I meant to say before you interrupted me with your this time around quite irrelevant opinion-” you chuckled at his offended “ouch” and the way he put his hand over his heart, as if feeling the stinging pain of your previous sarcastic words, “Is that I feel comfortable around you. I feel genuinely good. I have good laughs, I enjoy myself and feel important. I receive a lot and can give back just as much. And that is pretty close to all I’ve ever wanted, so you match all my criteria.”

“So you’re all about that comfort, yeah?”

“You out of all should know, by the way I always snatch all your blankets~” you chuckled again, noticing the headlights of an oncoming car in the distance. In mere seconds it zoomed right past you and into the direction you’d come from previously, leaving the two of you in the dark again.

“Youngjae should be on his way already,” Junhong let you know quietly, though you were pretty sure he knew you’d already eavesdropped on their conversation earlier and knew. You simply hummed to the statement, as if saying you’d heard him, and continued to stare right ahead at the stars through the windshield, thinking how many oncoming cars you’d see until the moment of leaving.

To be completely honest, Youngjae could take his sweet time here. Because sitting here, looking up to the skies and leading random conversation with Junhong was actually rather pleasant.

[sinsofstrays]

Howler - Dom!Junhong

Junhong | Reader - just...smut. 

Word Count: 603

This was requested by Dom!Junhong lover anon like...months ago and I’m so sorry that I am actually useless! Anyway..this is just pure smut so I hope you haven’t abandoned me and you enjoy <3 

Junhong walks into the bedroom after a long day of work and you smile at him. His eyes pierce into yours as he slowly takes his belt off. He steps closer to you and caresses your cheek, kissing it lightly.

“Get on your knees.” He demands before pulling you in for a not so soft kiss this time. “It's been a very long day and I just want to relax.”

His other hand rests against his belt, his fingers tapping on the clasp eagerly. He raises his brow and tilts his head to the side when you don’t move. The hand on your cheek travels to the back of your head. He suddenly grabs a tuft of your hair and pulls you back. You let out a shaky moan and look into his eyes.

“Let me tell you again. Get on your knees, baby.” His voice is sweet but his face is serious.

He leans closer to your face, lightly kissing your cheek. You very slowly get off the bed, Junhong pushing you to your knees. He unclasps his belt, staring down to you as he pulls it off.

“You know what to do.” He smiles, placing his hand lightly on the back of your head.

You reach up to his jeans and he just smiles softly. His head rolls back as the cold air suddenly hits him. He bites his lip and inhales sharply. His hips buck forward as he grabs your wrist and places your hand just below his waist. He tells you to continue, not expecting such a rush of electricity from your motions. His legs tremble slightly as he grabs his belt.

“Give me your wrists.” He commands, grabbing the one hand that laid on his hip.

He binds your hands and pulls you back down, caressing your cheek lightly. A growl tells you to continue using your mouth on him. You do but Junhong soon can’t handle the intensity. He pulls you down so you are on all fours.

Junhong leans down on one knee, resting his hand on your back. “Do you want to continue?” He smirks as you nod. “Good.”

He stands, letting go of the belt to walk behind you. When there, he reaches into his dresser, pulling a silk tie from the top drawer. It flashes in front of your eyes before completely covering them. You feel his hands travel your body before he tugs roughly at your waistband. There is a sudden smack to the side of your thigh, making you gasp out in pleasure. Junhong cocks his head, digging his nails into your back.

“Do you like that, baby?” He whispers in your ear before biting down on your neck.

You nod once more and almost with no warning, Junhong lines himself up with you and thrusts forward. The two of you moan out and you fall forward slightly. Junhong reaches down and grabs your hair, pulling you back up. He continues on, keeping an arm wrapped around your waist to keep you up. Your body twitches wildly, barely able to keep yourself from yelling out from the overstimulation.

Junhong lets go of your hair and the two of you fall forward. He doesn’t stop, feeling himself get out of rhythm. “Fuck-” His breaths get shorter and he speeds up, electricity filling his body.

You yell out and twitch as he thrusts harder, practically ripping at your skin. He growls and pulls away, nearly collapsing to the side.

“You can take your blindfold and binds off.” He catches his breath. “Thank you. That’s exactly what I needed to make my day better.”  

[julietgang]

B.A.P Mafia Fic.

Skydive: Free fall Capitulo 1 pt2

Sangre. Balas. Los cuerpos de las dos personas más importantes para mi. Allí tirados. Ni si quiera he llorado su muerte.

¿Que me ocurre?, ¿por que me mantengo fría e impasible?

Acaso soy una psicópata incapaz de sufrir por los demás.

No. No es el momento de venirse abajo. Aun no estoy a salvo.

No se donde estoy, no se ha donde voy, y tampoco se con quien estoy...

No debo, no puedo bajar la guardia ahora.

Poco a poco la marcha del vehículo disminuye, hasta frenar frente a un viejo edificio precintado. El barrio tampoco parece ser el más agradable del condado.

El sujeto a mi derecha abre la puerta para bajar del todo-terreno. Su chaqueta queda subida por un momento, dejando al descubierto una pistola de calibre cuarenta y cinco.

Esta es mi oportunidad. Ahora o nunca.

Me abalanzo sobre él, agarro el arma y lo empujo para salir del coche lo más rápido posible.

Una vez en el exterior quito el seguro de la pistola y la sostengo delate de mi con ambas manos.

La reacción de mis secuestradores también es rápida, parece casi ensayada.

Dos de ellos me apuntan con sus armas.

- Eh, tranquilos todos... - se hace oír la voz del chico al que he robado la pistola.

- ¡¿Donde estoy?, ¿quienes sois vosotros?! - grito autoritariamente.

- Y/N, tranquilizate, baja el arma... - el mismo chico continua hablando.

- ¡No quiero tranquilizarme!, ¡quiero respuestas! - noto como mi respiración se vuelve irregular.

- Esta bien... - el chico retira la mascara de su cara. Dejando al descubierto una cara varonil, de tez tostada, y mucho mas intimidante que la del "camarero".

Se mueve lentamente, manteniendo las manos en alto. Con movimientos calculadamente sutiles, obliga a los dos que me apuntan a soltar sus armas. - Hablemos, responderemos todas tus preguntas...

- ¿Donde estoy?

- En las afueras, nos iremos pronto...

- ¿Nos iremos?, yo no voy a nungun lado con vosotros... - niego con seguridad.

- Aqui no estas a salvo, los hombres de Yeom no tardaran en localizar esta posición...

- ¿Por que deberia confiar en vosotros? - esa pregunta se repite una y otra vez dentro de mi.

- ¿Por que te hemos salvado la vida? - el más alto de ellos pronuncia estas palabras con algo de burla, pero sonando molesto a su vez.

- Y/N, tu madre contrató a mi padre y su equipo, ¿eres consciente de eso?

- Bang, ese es el nombre que mi madre utilizó...

- Exacto - asiente el chico - Yo soy su hijo, Bang Yongguk...

Soy consciente de que paso a paso se acerca a mi posición. Pero, por alguna razón, no me siento amenazada por su presencia.

- Pensé que seria él quien vendría...

- Esta muerto - estas palabras salen de su boca con dureza, pero en su rostro no se ve un atisbo de dolor o tristeza. - Sus hombres lo traicionaron, Yeom los compro al enterarse de los planes de huida

Esa fue la gota que colmo el vaso. Primero Guillermo, después mi madre y mi tía, y ahora un hombre inocente...

Todos muertos, y todo por mi culpa.

Una lagrima rueda mejilla abajo sin permiso. Después otra y otra casi de seguido. Así hasta que dejo escapar un primer sollozo.

A estas alturas, el chico con el que hablo ya esta frente a mi. Recupera su pistola y la asegura antes de colocarla en su cinturón.

- Ya esta, estas a sal...

- ¡¿Ya esta?! - grito furiosa sin dejar de llorar. - ¡No tengo a nadie, ni tengo donde ir!, ¡las únicas personas en el mundo a las que les importaba, están muertas! - frustrada empujo con fuerza el pecho de aquel chico, aproximadamente media cabeza más alto que yo.