#ethan scenario

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wintersberg camping vacation

[etfrin]

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Ethan Landry x female! reader

Warning - NSFW: Cockwarming, Somnophilia (consensual), p in v sex, Cunnilingus (f. receiving), face riding

Summary - Ethan's girlfriend, you, decided to cockwarm him while he was doing his assignment. You looked adorable falling asleep on his shoulder so he took you to his bed to fuck you like that and then you ride his face.

You looked adorable on his lap, your legs on either side of him, one of his arms around your waist, and his head on your shoulder placing absent-minded kisses to your neck as he typed with one hand.

Your walls were now molded to his length, the snugest fit of all. It had been a couple of hours since he stuffed you full with his cock. You had asked him so nicely after all. He thought you would have given in first begging him to fuck you on the desk.

Instead, you hummed playfully, occasionally talking, asking questions about his work before nuzzling into his neck and falling asleep.

Now what he was going through could be described as either a comfort or torture.

It was comforting because he loved that even when you were sleeping, your walls twitched occasionally as if trying to coax him to fuck you like this. It was nice to have you like this, the intimacy of it. It was a comfort Ethan never thought he would have. He knew his cock was leaking pre onto your walls and you were wet too, creaming onto his dick like the sweet girlfriend you are.

It was torture because he also wanted to fuck you. It was sheer will that he hadn't. It was the smile that you gave him when he stuffed you full, you were so excited about trying something new with him. He wasn't going to ruin that smile by rutting into you like the animal he is. He wanted to though.

His mind begged him to just make one thrust. A small one. Just to satiate him. He bites his lower lip instead of not giving in to that thought.

The arm around your waist left into the favor that he would finish the assignment faster with two hands, that he can get to fuck you faster on his desk if he could just hit submit as soon as he can.

Perhaps it was an hour or so that he finally finished. He could feel his dick twitch and his cock slit profusely painting your insides with his pre cum. He wanted to push you onto the table and just fuck you.

Thrusting into you without a care. But you deserved a bit better than a cold table to be on while he ruts into you. He picked you up, gently, making sure he didn't pull out completely from your cunt before he placed you on his bed.

He leaned back a bit, half of his length still stuffing you full. You looked so pretty like this. Your hair sprawled over his pillow. Your lips chapped, slightly parted as you breathed through it.

Pretty. So pretty.

He let out a small groan from the sight alone. He felt ready to burst. He slowly, inch by inch slipped his cock out of you. Your lips parted even more as if mourning the loss of being stuff full. You were nearly awake now, in the thin line of being conscious.

Your arousal was glistening off your folds, some of his pre cum mixed with it. Being the filth he is, he strokes his cock once so the more pre drools off his tip before pressing it to your clit to rub.

He did it continuously, watching his pre covering your clit before it drips down to your slit. He let out soft sighs as he teased himself like this. He holds his base tight as he starved off the nut that was near. Cumming into you would be much more satisfying after all.

He patted your right cheek once to see if you would wake up. He chuckles to himself when you didn't. He lines himself to your entrance before with one smooth thrust he pushed in. He pushed his face into the mattress to muffle the loud groan that escapes his lips when his cock found it's home in your delicious heat.

He knew you were awake now, he could feel it by how your pussy was clenching around his his cock but neither of you said a word. Both of you were fucking drunk of this pleasure. He nuzzles into your neck.

"Gonna fuck you," he whispers before it turns into a moan because your cunt tightens around his length, making him get too close too fast. "Fuck," he cursed, "am not gonna last, love."

"You don't have too," you whispered, "Fuck me and then make me cum with that tongue of yours, Ethan." He takes in a deep breath, imagining licking his own cum out of you. He bites your neck to stop him from cumming again. He was so sensitive after being hard for so long. You couldn't blame the poor boy.

You moan as his teeth leaves a pretty mark on your neck. Your legs spread for him, your hands fisting his uni hoodie. "Oh, Ethan, just let go, darling, you have been so good after all," you praise him.

He licks the skin now red from his bite before he inched out his length and thrusts right into your inviting cunt. True to his words this man couldn't last long.

It didn't take more than a couple of minutes of sloppy, uncoordinated thrusts to make him cum. It didn't bother him much that it didn't feel as good to you, he would make you cum from his tongue anyway.

He pulled out and said to you, "Sit on my face." You raised an eyebrow in shock but didn't hesitate to get into the position. He now laid down on the bed and you held the headboard as you slowly go down so that his lips could meet your cum leaking pussy.

He groans loudly from the taste of his cum mixing with your juices. It tasted marvelous to him. His hands hold down your hips as his tongue goes wild onto your folds. Feasting like a starved man. He moans with each swirl of his tongue and whines with each suck of your clit. He was louder than you but you certainly felt more pleasure. Moaning him praises of being a good boy which made him even more ravenous.

His chin is covered in cum, saliva, and your cunt juices. The sight made you moan so loud, you begin grinding yourself against his tongue, wanting to cum as well. You didn't bother giving him a warning when you felt the familiar pleasure of an orgasm fill your veins. You knew he knew by it was near your breathless moans, your tensed thighs, and how desperate you were when you dragged your folds along his tongue, trying to get more stimulation on the clit.

His mouth wrapped itself around the small bud giving it a mean suck which was the end of you. You moan his name loud enough to get a future complaint as you cum on his face. Covering him with more of your juices and him lapping it up like a loyal dog.

You get yourself off his face. You try to catch your breath as you glance at Ethan. His eyes glossed over from the pleasure. He a mess. His forehead glistened with sweat.

You think to yourself, 'Such a pretty boy, you're never letting him go.'

I absolutely love the new header I made for him also the Cunnilingus part was not supposed to be there, especially the face riding lol, it just happened, it wasn't in the og plan for this fic fr

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[kagooleo]

the gangs all here!!!

[everythingwasalreadypicked]

Al: What’s the deal between you and Commodus?

Apollo: ...he might be my ex..?

Al:

Apollo: My ex. That I killed. Because he was a dictator.

Al: And I thought getting broken up from beyond the grave was bad.

Meg: You two are hopeless.

[riekiss]

🗒️ 、 AFTER PARTY !

꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱💭 ・ 이희승 x fem reader. 장르 fluff implied non-idol au friends to lovers warning reader is tipsy hee’s in love & 375 words

ru’s note ・ this was actually written with a bllk chara but hee fits this concept too, reposted from my old acc yoi; in which under the moonlight, he discovered his love for you.

The night was cold, with a chilling wind whispering through the air, causing you to clutch your jacket, yearning for additional warmth. You were on your way home, accompanied by Heeseung after a delightful evening spent with friends.

The decision to forgo the car was deliberate; an inexplicable desire to walk amidst the enigmatic dangers that lay hidden in the darkness had taken hold of you. Understanding your inclination, Heeseung willingly joined you, ensuring your safety.

In your slightly tipsy state, courtesy of the libations consumed earlier, Heeseung thoughtfully draped his arm over your shoulder, preventing any inadvertent collisions with lampposts or obstacles. Progressing past shuttered establishments, their doors securely locked, you caught sight of a handful of illuminated 24-hour stores dotting the quiet streets.

Silent footfalls carried you both through the nocturnal landscape until you found yourselves standing at the entrance of a modest park, an intermediary on your journey home. In this moment, an inexplicable desire to dance enveloped you, compelling you to seize Heeseung’s hand. And lo and behold, before you stood a graceful fountain, its ethereal presence heightened by the feeble glow of a solitary streetlamp.

“Seung-Ah, dance with me,” you whispered, an impish smile playing on your lips as you met his puzzled gaze.

Embracing the whimsy of the moment, you seized the lead, swaying side to side, hands entwined with an invisible thread of shared joy. The rhythm of your movements carried you through spins and twirls, your laughter blending with the night’s gentle serenade.

Yet, the intoxicating effects of the evening’s libations betrayed your balance, causing a momentary stumble. In that instant, Heeseung’s reflexes kicked in, his arms swiftly encircling your waist, preventing your fall. His eyes, softened with tenderness, witnessed your laughter, a sight that tugged at his heartstrings.

As you regain your composure, you reciprocate his steadfast support, grasping his hand and propelling yourselves forward, hastening toward the warmth and comfort of your shared sanctuary. Giggles of pure delight escaped your lips, floating on the night breeze like ephemeral notes of happiness. And in that fleeting moment, as thoughts danced through Heeseung’s mind, he realised a truth that stirred his soul.

“Oh,” he thought, a warmth swelling within, “So this is what being inlove feels like.”

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We need more ML Content on god 😭🙏

MOONLIGHT LOVERS routes as your partners!

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: fluff, only routes, comfort, them as your partners (individual headcanons). ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Of course, and my pleasure to give more ML content! I decided to do the relationship hcs for them as to match it with the Eldarya ones. I hope you enjoy them!

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 AARON 

Compliments. Aaron is an honest speaker when it comes to his feelings and thoughts. You are going to feel loved thanks to the infinite words he uses to show his love for you. He’s gonna use any single opportunity he has to remind you how beautiful you are as well, no matter if you just woke up, if you came out of the shower, if you are all sweaty… He’d tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear and mutter how good looking you are that day. His hands are warm and big, even though they are callous.

Hands. Talking about his big and pretty hands, the way they touch is the most delicate way ever. His thumb will caress your cheek when he cups it, his fingers will caress your back up and down when you are offering him your back in a sign of trust… he’d hold your hand in a gentle manner as if you were a fragile glass.

Manners. He guides you through the forest, using his hand to make sure you don’t slip due to the wet floor or any rock. Or whenever you are both going out, he’s gonna keep the door open for you. You’re never walking through dangerous places if he is there, he’s not gonna allow it as he will make sure you’re safe and in front of him so he doesn’t lose you at any moment.

The same goes for those moments when he has to suck your blood. He will definitely bring water and sugar with him in case you feel bad once he drinks from your blood. He is aware of his bites being hurtful due to his hybrid condition, so that’s why he is extra gentle with you when he has to do it. He normally takes blood from your wrist or collarbone, and will always ask first, no doubt. He can control his instincts as if he is an old vampire, still when he is in heat season or there is a full moon, he can’t help it but feel more attracted to the scent of your blood.

Attentive. Thanks to the time he spent with his pack of wolves, he developed into a natural caring role for him. He notices any slight change on your scent, on the taste of your blood, on your expression, on your voice. He is well equipped with kindness, patience and empathy. He is a good listener and an honest advisor.

Communicative. Since Aaron likes to talk about his honest thoughts and intentions whenever he is going to act, you will be the first one who he will tell about it, and probably the only one. In your relationship with him you will find no problem with communication. He has no taboo, he doesn’t cut a bit when he talks. If you are overthinking something, he will make sure he can reassure you with the truth instead of letting your mind create cruel theories. He likes to listen, but he also likes to talk.

And he actually can talk a lot when he is relaxed and comfortable. Whenever you two go on a walk in the forest, he’d open up to talk about his past with you and many historical things he literally was able to experience because bro has been alive for centuries. He also talks passionately about the things he loves, and it is completely adorable when he gets into that mood.

Lots of forehead kisses.

Pet names: Honey, dear, babe and simply your name. And sometimes he’d spontaneously said some spanish pet names for you (cielo, cariño, bebé and definitely mi vida)

BELIATH 

You might believe that he doesn’t take your relationship seriously but he does. He is the kind of guy to use a lot of dark humor and take everything with a laugh, but when it comes to you, he makes sure that his words can have a positive impact on you.

Physical affection. His way of showing love is definitely being close around you. He isn’t as clingy as you might think, but he likes to rest his hand on your shoulder, over your hand, or simply play with your hair. You’d feel spontaneous kisses on your head, or small massages to your shoulders.

Moondance. Even if you don’t want to go, he will still go to make company for Ethan. But do not worry, he is not interested in any lustful thing with any other person that isn’t you. Beliath thought that he’d never get into a relationship, and he’d thought that he would never be capable of loving someone. But guess what? You changed that. You are his lovely human and he is grateful that you are the one teaching him how to love. He might be a goofy silly man, but he respects the ones he loves and you are the first one he respects. Also, he’d be happy if you joined him to the Moondance! He’d have a dancing mate then, and if you wish to, he’d be there to sit on the bar and talk as you two drink something. 

He is physically incapable of getting drunk with human alcohol, as it is weak for him. If you wish to drink, he’d simply say that once in a while it doesn’t hurt, but moderately. He knows that humans can get addicted to alcohol, and he wants to avoid you getting into that loop of unhealthiness. Although it is your choice, he will take care of you whenever you get drunk.

You are invited to join him to party. He’ll stay close to you to make sure that you are alright and safe.

If you are the type of person who gets anxious about going to parties and simply does not like them, that’s valid. He will return back to bed quietly, when the sun is about to set. If he finds you awake, he will explain to you all the gossip he found out during the night. If you are sleeping, he’s gonna admire you for a few minutes until he finally gets to embrace you and sleep.

Expect him to share all of his gossip with you. He knows EVERYTHING about everyone somehow. Even about people he never interacted with. (Kinda hard because he is a social butterfly)

Shopping center dates! He is a good advisor when it comes to fashion, and he has a skill to pick the things that fit you the best. And of course he’d help you to find something comfortable for you. You’d be stunning for him anyway, but if it’s a little bit old fashioned, he’ll definitely tease you just as he teases Vladimir…

He’s the type of person that anytime you’re going to kiss his cheek, he tilts his head a little so it falls right on his lips.

When it comes to drinking your blood, he knows to control his instincts and hunger for it. He is a succubus so he can get the energy through intimacy or your blood. He was born being a vampire, so he has grown up knowing how much he can make his desires wait. He won’t drink of it until he truly feels weak, but he isn’t a weak man. His bites are kinda hurtful because his fangs are pretty sharp and long, and he generally uses his powers so you don’t have to feel much pain in case you are too sensitive. He will ask you if you want that though. The neck is the best spot for him -if not the thighs-

Pet names: Always will be calling you baby, and sometimes sweetheart.

VLADIMIR 

Little dates. He would be too embarrassed to confess that he is actually a soft man when he is around you, and he loves to enjoy quality time with you. So he’d like to invite you to romantic dinners with candles, only the two of you and a quiet environment as you enjoy each others’ presence. If you like writing, there will definitely be writing dates!

He’s pretty serviceable and formal. He would remove his jacket and give it to you to wear if you’re cold. If it’s raining, he’d hold open an umbrella for you. If you need more pillows to sleep, he’d gladly place them under your head. 

Even though during sleeping time his arm is gonna be your pillow, there is no discussion.

Flowers. This goes if you aren’t allergic to pollen… He’d give you some of the most precious flowers he has in his garden in a small bucket. He’d trust you so much to let you be near his flowers and take care of them, he’d even teach you how to do it properly with will and happiness about someone interested in his interests.

Letters. He is ashamed of saying cute stuff at first, so whenever you wake up alone in bed during the first months of the relationship, you’d find love letters on the nightstand. He writes how he feels into words so you’re always updated. He might be secretive with his speech, but he certainly loves you as he never loved anyone before. He uses certain words from his era which meanings behind them are more powerful than you may imagine. 

He’s prone to negative emotions which causes him to isolate himself for a long while until he feels better again. He doesn’t want to ask for it, but during that time he needs you the most. The authority he always carries on his shoulders completely disappears and he gets into a vulnerable and depressive mode. He may be hostile towards the other residents, but simply because he doesn’t want them to realize that he is actually someone sensitive (they know it tho). So the moment you get to his side as he is feeling like this, he’d press his head against your belly and stay there until his anxiety and negative thoughts disappear.

Caress his scalp, play with his hair… he has been for centuries without receiving genuine love. Ah, and do not expect less from him. He is truly romantic and clingy the moment you two are alone in bed. He likes hugs and even more to be able to hold you as you sleep.

And please, this man is absolutely stunning. He has delicate and pretty features, he looks like a prince. Any compliment you give him he’s gonna become a blushing mess, because he is that kind of handsome being who is unable to see his own beauty. He’d roll his eyes and tell you to not speak lies, since the only one whose beauty is comparable with a rose is yours. 

Deep inside he is truly happy that you have chosen him to offer him your heart. He will take care of it as he takes care of his flowers. 

He can be possessive over you though. But he is aware that it isn’t because of you doing anything wrong, it is just about his own insecurities which he will do his best to fix. But I’m sorry, everyone has flaws and his flaw is to be possessive…

Drinking blood is an intimate thing for him, so expect him to do it when you two are going to sleep. He generally likes to give little kisses to your neck and then bite deep down on it. He makes it slow but makes his hands to caress other spots of your body meanwhile, so you don’t have to mainly focus on the pain.

Pet names: When you are in public, do not expect him to say anything cute. He will simply call you by your name. But in private he’ll call you sweetheart, my beloved, my dearest with that elegant British accent (I may be simping a little rn) which spits royalty with each letter.

RAPHAEL

Quality of time. He doesn’t really mind how you both spend your time as long as he feels your presence around him. That means that there will be constant dates in the library in which both of you would be reading different books. He’d pick interest in listening to your comments or reactions to certain books, and as you gasp in surprise when the MC does something so unsettling, he’d be chuckling softly and asking you what’s wrong.

God he absolutely loves listening to your voice, your breathing, your laugh. There is something about your voice that makes all his problems disappear and his mind is at complete peace. He tilts his head towards the direction of your voice and pays attention to every single one of your words. He’s an active listener and as you talk he will make questions or add comments to show his genuine interest for you.

Words of affirmation. He is very talkative when it comes to his interests, but also expresses his love for you. You will hear him doing small oral poems to compliment the scent of your hair, or the softness of your skin, or the warmth of your touch. He is open about what he needs, and he normally lets you know that he needs your hugs to pull you into his lap for some cuddles.

Loving kisses. Those moments in which you get to sit on his lap, he gives soft and innocent kisses to your shoulders and nape, as he keeps his arms wrapped around your waist. Whenever he is around you he likes to give spontaneous kisses to you. Even when the others are around, he doesn’t mind giving subtle kisses to your hand. He is not secretive about his relationship, simply private. He won’t hide his affection in front of others but won't be clingy or needy.

Sleeping time. When it’s time to sleep, he truly adores being your small spoon. He genuinely searches for comfort and love with your touch. He has been through a lot in his life, and the only thing he wants is to have a stable period in his life. Feeling his back pressed against your chest as he sleeps makes him feel genuinely protected and it feels the happiness of his inner child.

Baths together! He actually will allow you to undress him in a sign of trust. More than once he’d wander his hands all through your body to imagine your shape in his mind. And damn, he adores doing so. He absolutely adores the confidence and intimacy he can get to have with you.

Raphael is truly a nice man who will make sure that you can learn to love yourself as the relationship lasts, because you are truly stunning!

His bites are always consented and you will even have to offer him because he kinda feels guilty of doing it. He actually likes to take it from your shoulder or neck, but of course, always knowing your opinion. If you offer any other place, he’ll accept. Luckily his bites aren’t as painful as the others’.

Pet names: He has no problem calling you sweet things in front of others. It’s not with the intention of letting others know that you are his partner, but simply because he is completely used to call you like that. He calls you hun, darling, sweetie… he actually uses a lot.

ETHAN

Touch starved. At the beginning of the relationship he found it hard to show his affection through his touch, but he craves to be touched. He might not start it, but he will give subtle signs that he desires to cuddle with you at the moment. Once he gets the knowledge that you like certain touches, he will give them to you. He adores when you cup his face and caress his jaw, you will have him melting at the moment.

His arm is always wrapped around your shoulders, no exception.

He’s bringing you to McDonald’s after going to Moondance, and if you wish, he will even bring you to eat them at some hidden place in the town he somehow knows. And yeah… Ethan is the typical dude who knows the weirdest places of the town and randomly offers to go explore them.

Ethan desires to love and to be loved. He loved a very few times in his life, and when he loves, he is intense and loyal. Beliath always teases him for being so cheesy, and even Ivan calls him simp… and yes he is.

Inside jokes. Ethan is pretty funny and has a dark sense of humor, and he will include you as a partner in crime to tease others. He will gossip about other people to you and whenever there is a reference made around you two which had been mentioned before, he looks at you with an unserious face and soon you two burst out laughing. Or sometimes he’d even say stuff only you would understand.

Vladimir has hit you both with the walking stick more than once to cease the laughing because he didn’t understand if you were laughing at him or what (and you indeed were).

You are his weak spot. He can’t say no to you. You don’t have to try too hard with begging, just as you ask for something, he is giving it to you.

He’d kill for you if you ever asked.

Gives you his jacket. At the minimum he sees you are cold, he is placing his jacket on you. He is a big guy and his jacket will be big to you, so he finds it adorable. And the way he stares at you is filled with love, admiring completely how good you look on it. 

He shares his food with you and that is enough to say that he loves you deeply.

When it comes to drinking your blood, he does it casually. His bites aren’t as hurtful as others as he knows the better places to handle the pain. He doesn’t like to use his powers on you to make it lighter or use some kind of medicine so it hurts less. He will fill you with kisses afterwards.

He has nightmares when he sleeps, and will cry your name during his sleep. He keeps having memories of the war he lived and there is a constant fear of losing the ones he cares about. If he lose you or Beliath, he’d be completely lost in this life. More than once he will wake up screaming, probably near a panic attack. Seeing you with him is definitely the most relieving thing for him.

Beliath is the couple therapist whenever you two need it. And he actually is almost a part of your relationship, not in terms of intimacy, but wherever you two go somewhere, he will ask “may I join??? :3333”

No one can change my mind that this dude has knowledge about how to ride a motorcycle, and he will take you on late night motorcycle rides. He loves it simply because he knows he’s gonna feel you gripping on his waist desperate as he increases the speed, laughing at you when you yell at him for it.

Pet names: He only uses “babe” and other pet names in Finnish mainly.

IVAN

Best friend and boyfriend. People will literally wonder if you are truly dating as the treatment isn’t really a clingy one. He literally hits your arm or nape (not painfully, dw) in joke, he mocks you whenever you pronounce a word incorrectly, he teases you at the minimum… He has the behavior of an annoying best friend. And thanks to being comfortable around you, he can perfectly do cringe stuff with no shame.

He is also very open minded and can switch his playful behavior to a serious one whenever you feel like talking deeply about something. If you need to rant or vent, he will listen, but don’t expect any good advice because he is the type to suggest that you punch someone or you even burn their house.

Gaming dates. Ivan managed to get his own phone, hiding it from Vladimir, because what the hell he wanted to have some freedom and fun… He is concerningly good at phone games. You two will be lying on his bed and playing together any random competitive game. As I said before, Ivan basically treats you with a lot of trust so whenever you win he yells and rolls in the bed as he complains. “Oh, fuck! What is this team? Why are they SO bad!?”. It’s funny to see his reactions as he suddenly might sigh and turn off his phone, turning around to sleep (to whine and complaing actually)

Of course he would never get mad at you for winning at any game! After he has cried about it for 20 minutes, he’d hug you and say “well, at least I am proud of being with someone so skilled.”

Whenever he wins he is also going to mock you about it for 20 minutes.

You two got forbidden from playing games when everyone else is sleeping because the volume of your voices got too loud for your own good -Vladimir scolded you two the next day-.

But this also means arcade dates!

Every time you call him any pet name, he needs like 5 minutes to collect his thoughts and know what to answer because his mind is simply thinking about how you called him.

You literally can not get rid of him. You go to the kitchen? He will go with you to get a glass of juice. You go to the couch? Cool, he goes with you. You wanna go outside? He’s gonna whine but he will go.

Do not remind him about the window incident or he is gonna cry and hug you to apologize about it.

Ivan is really insecure about his vampire condition and being able to hurt you. He tries to warn you whenever he starts to feel hungry so you go away, because he is truly afraid of biting you without your consent. His bites are hurtful since he bites with desperation and needs self control with his hunger and his own fangs. He is a young vampire and he can’t control when his fangs appear or to control himself too much.

He asks Aaron help to control himself.

But whenever he is completely conscious, he is gonna be completely gentle with you. And even if he is playful, there is no way he is harming you for real. If he ever did, he’d cry with you.

He dedicates tiktok meme videos to you (sometimes cheesy ones)

Matching!! Necklaces!!

He will give you an earphone so you both can hear music together. He definitely won’t have any problem with making a playlist with you, and even doing one with songs that reminds him of you.

Pet names: He calls you mon amour or ma chérie when he is feeling more romantic -and usually during intimacy- if not, he calls you anything ridiculous that’s related to your name or hun.

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[lewisvinga]

Neymar finds out that his teenage daughter is dating Ethan Mbappé and was mad that she didn't tell him.

caught ! | neymar x teen! fem! reader!

warnings; ?? protective neymar , like a curse word

note; had to add bruna 🫶 and my requests are closed!!!! i’m not taking any requests atm!!!! also not proof read so sorry if it’s bad😩😩

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“Oi [hey] , where are you two going?” Neymar questions when he sees you and Bruna all dressed up. You had landed in Paris the day before after spending a few weeks in Brazil. The only thing on your mind was seeing your boyfriend, the boyfriend that your father had no idea of.

Bruna was the only one who knew. You were both close and became even closer after recent news. She also knew how protective Neymar was over you and decided that it wasn’t her place to tell him.

She was going with you to watch Ethan’s game which was when your father caught you both.

“Oh, just a girls trip, right, Bruna?” You say as you look up at her with an expression that screamed ‘play along’

“Oh, yeah!” Bruna exclaims, a smile appearing on her lips. “Just having a girls day. It’s been a while since we had one. We’ll be back in a few hours.”

Neymar raises his eyebrow as he slowly nods in reply. “Well, have fun and send lots of pictures.” He says with a smile before kissing Bruna and kissing your forehead.

You both quickly said goodbye before making your way out of your home. You and Bruna share a look that screamed ‘we have to be careful’.

Thankfully, you and Bruna were already close and had lots of pictures together on your phone that you can send to your father. You both assumed you were safe while you cheered on for your boyfriend.

Ethan was phenomenal. He did an amazing assist and even more amazing goal. You couldn’t have felt more proud of your boyfriend. After the game, you took many photos with Ethan, Kylian, Bruna, and even his parents.

Bruna had taken an adorable picture of you two. You were standing on your tiptoes and hugging Ethan while placing a kiss on his cheek. She also took another picture of the two of you actually kissing.

You and Bruna kept gushing about the photo as you both made your way back home. You had taken her phone to send yourself the pictures when something goes incredibly wrong.

“Merda! [shit] ” You loudly exclaims after realizing what you had just done.

Bruna turns to you with wide eyes, “O que aconteceu? [what happened]” She asks, her words full of worry.

“I accidentally sent the photos to my dad.” You quietly say. You both share a look knowing what was waiting for you when you get home.

And you were right.

The moment you stepped into your home, you immediately saw the angry and disappointed look on your fathers face as he sat in the living room.

“Hey, papai! Our girls trip was amazing. Super tiring though, i’m just going to head to my room!” You nervously say but before you could take another step, he stops you.

“Y/n, come here. You know exactly why I want to talk to you.”

Bruna lets out a sigh as she pats Neymar’s arm, “Don’t be too hard on her. You were young too once.” She quietly tells him before leaving to her room, giving you two privacy.

“Come here, sit next to me.” He tells you.

You slowly nod and sit down on the coach beside him. “Papai, look, I truly care about Ethan. I don’t care if he’s Kylian’s brother, I-“

“Minha filha, I’m not mad that you’re dating Kylian’s brother. I don’t have anything against them.” Neymar quickly interrupts you. You immediately went from tense and nervous to confused.

You tilt your head to the side before replying, “You’re not? Then why do you seem mad?”

“I’m upset because you thought it’d be best to keep it hidden from me. I’m guessing Bruna knew before me.” He lets out a sigh, running his hands over his dark curls. “I thought you trusted me enough to tell me. If he makes you happy, then that makes me happy. I just wish you would’ve told me.”

You looked down at your hands which were resting on your lap. You couldn’t help but fidget with your rings. “I’m sorry, papai. I was just scared that you wouldn’t approve of him.”

Neymar gently places his hand under your chin, making you look at him. “If he makes my daughter happy, then I approve. Just as long as he doesn’t hurt my daughter.”

You immediately wrap your arms tightly around your father. “I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, papai.”

“Don’t worry, minha filha. Just next time, don’t be scared to tell me even if he hurts you. Because that I would like to know.”

“He won’t, papai.”

“Sure. But at least tell me how you met. Did he treat you well?”

[strawbrrycuteblog]

I got an ask from an anon about Heeseung with a bunny girlfriend but lost the ask? Don’t know how, but here you go!

Bf!Heeseung, that would buy you the prettiest of clothes, I’m saying pretty collars that are soft in your sensitive skin, but have little rhinestones along it.

Bf!Heeseung, who would take you with him nearly everywhere he goes, considered he wouldn’t find you as independent, compared to other hybrids at least.

Bf!Heeseung, who was hesitant to let you around his friends, he trusts them but knows you can get overwhelmed around people, which his friends being as loud as they are, was hoping you wouldn’t get overstimulated.

Bf!Heeseung, who cooks for you whenever you’re hungry, and depending on how picky you were he’d buy you any fast food or take you to any restaurant you’d like.

He’d be so gently and soft about the way he handles you, always leaving soft touches and never yelling at you, barely speaking loud just having a normal conversation.

Nswf

Bf!Heeseung, who would tie you up with the prettiest pinky pink silks and blindfolds no less.

Bf!Heeseung, who would rub at your bunny ears, knowing how sensitive they are, he would lightly pull them along with your hair.

Bf!Heeseung, who’d pound into you but trying to keep a soft grip on your waist, watching your tail flicker at every slap on your ass.

Bf!Heeseung, watching you ride his dick as it hit you cervix even deeper, no matter what position y’all were in a bulge was visible in your tummy.

Bf!Heeseung, who’d give you the upmost delicate after care a human could give. I’m talking hot bath, with salts and a massage, slipping comfortable and soft clothes onto your body. Rubbing your wrists on the spot where he tied you up. Kissing your cheeks and massaging your ears as gentle as he could.

THIS IS THE ONLY SMUT THING IM LEAVING ON MY BLOG! MAYBE A FEW OTHERS 🍓

[spikedru]

i still think abt gethan implied one night stand in a new man so much bc their scene in the bar is right next to scenes of buffy and riley sparring (having sex) and willow and tara performing magic (having sex) and it cuts to giles waking up at his apartment so like. giles and ethan had sex.

[luneengene2]

MY HEIR IS STILL MY HEIR (Ethan Lee)

• Warnings : ANGST, Mention of death due to childbirth, misogyny (?), patriarchy, Grammatical errors

• A/N : This story is not a story about Character x Reader, but rather character's love for his daughter.

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Ethan glared at his mother and father because they dared to say the word he hated so much. Married again. Yes, Ethan really hates those words.

Since the death of his wife due to giving birth to their only daughter, Ethan has found it difficult to recover from this bitter reality. In fact, he didn't want to see his daughter, who had just been born at that time, for a whole month. However, with unwavering strength, Ethan slowly began to accept the wound. He took care of his daughter, raised her with love, looked after her with all his might. He didn't want to lose his gems again. He promised his late wife to always look after their baby. In fact, he was determined never to marry again. He just wanted to focus on taking care of his daughter and his duties as crown prince.

However, his parents, who really wanted a grandson, always made him angry. They insisted that their daughter would never be fit to be Queen. For his parents, this kingdom still needs a man as King when Ethan dies, Queen Ruler for them sounds strange and doesn't suit them.

"Haven't I said for eighteen years that I don't want to marry again, Your Majesty the King and Queen? Or have you forgotten about that?" Ethan asked, he didn't want to look at his parents. His hands clenched tightly into fists, restraining himself from punching objects around him.

"I know about your wounds, Ethan. But this is all for the future of this kingdom," The Queen said softly with her son. He spoke softly so that Ethan would understand their good intentions.

"If you understand how injured I am, why are you still discussing this thing that I don't want to discuss?" Ethan asked sharply. The father sighed, he massaged his temples looking at his stubborn son. "Your mother said this for the future of this kingdom, you need a male—"

"The future of this kingdom is in my hands, then in the hands of my daughter, father. Wasn't that clear a long time ago?" Ethan interrupted in a harsh tone.

"This kingdom needs men, not women as their leaders," The King looked at Ethan with a serious gaze and tone, and that was enough to make Ethan even more annoyed. "Nonsense. I can change those ancient rules if I ascend the throne in the future," Ethan said snorting and his father immediately glared at him. "Don't mess with royal regulations, Ethan—"

"Therefore, stop continuing to ask me to remarry and get rid of your obsession with that unseen grandson!" Ethan again interrupted his father's words. He's gotten bolder because he's been real about this in recent years. Parliament and his parents literally forced him to indulge their obsession with a grandson. "Prince Ethan—"

"What? You want to be angry with me? I should be the angriest one here, father! You openly told me that you wanted to get rid of my daughter in front of me!" Ethan snapped and he stood up from his study chair. He stood in front of his father with angry eyes.

"I swear I would never intend to get rid of your daughter, Ethan! After all he is my granddaughter!" Ethan laughed sarcastically and looked at his father, who he thought was very hypocritical. "More nonsense, you never loved my daughter because she was a girl. You only intend to keep getting rid of her, and I know that." The father grabbed Ethan's shoulder quite hard, making the Queen panic, she was afraid that her husband and son would end up fighting. "I'm just being realistic, Ethan. I'm not selfish, I just want the future of this kingdom to be bright!" Ethan threw his father's hand away roughly after his father said the thing he always used as an excuse. "And you think the future of this kingdom will be dark if my daughter is in charge, Your Majesty?" Before his father had finished answering his question, Ethan issued a crazy ultimatum. "Don't ever tell me to remarry and let my daughter retain her rights as my heir or I resign and renounce my title, Your Majesty?" His father and mother were immediately shocked when Ethan let those crazy words out of his mouth.

If a crown prince steps down from his position, aka takes off his title, the stability of the kingdom will worsen and can be used by anti-monarchy groups to attack the kingdom. And if Ethan did that, it would be the same as the royal family would be at the 'suicide' stage.

"It's better for me to live as an ordinary person with my daughter than to be surrounded by people who only want to take away her rights. I also don't want my wife's rights as Queen to be taken away by another woman," Ethan continued, his parents still shocked by those words. Because Ethan never plays around with what he says.

Heeseung even has a plan that when he ascends the throne, his wife's grave will have its title changed to 'Her Majesty the Queen' and will be moved to the burial area of ​​kings and queens.

"You better think carefully if you really want to impose your will on me," Ethan bowed briefly then left his study, leaving his parents who seemed to have been attacked many times, because Ethan dared to say those words which were classified as forbidden.

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As he walked back to his room, Ethan's gaze was straight ahead, but his eyes were filled with tears. The people closest to him had such evil behavior towards his daughter. Even though their methods were indirect, Ethan knew they only wanted his daughter removed as the heir.

If Ethan remarries, he considers it the same as betraying his wife. He once promised not to marry again until the end of his life. Swear allegiance. The death of his wife and his struggle to defend his only daughter, Ethan will not just let it go. If his wife could bet her life for her daughter's life, then Ethan could also bet his life for his daughter's rights.

Ethan couldn't imagine if Ethan failed to protect his daughter's rights. He just wants his daughter to be his heir, that's all he wants until the end of his life. Not remarrying for the ambition of a son who may not be able to give the best like his current daughter.

"I promise you, darling. Our beloved daughter will not lose her rights, I am willing to do everything for our daughter's rights. I will not let the sacrifice of your life be in vain, my love,"

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

ethan desrved so much betterrr ususghhshshsdaaaa

[etfrin]

Feral

warning - NSFW (p in v sex, no prep, nonconsensual somnophilia but reader wakes up and she is okay with it so does it count? IDK. Ethan is kinda rough, mentions of blood and murder, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie)

Ghostface! Ethan Landry x female!reader

summary: Ethan was bragging about you to his latest kill but then they say that one you will leave him and that makes him fucking feral.

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It wasn't new for Ethan crawling through your window after a kill. There's nothing more comforting than having your body heat beside him after he left someone bloodless and cold. He loved cuddling after a kill. Ironic? But who cares? He didn't. You certainly didn't.

Today was something different however, his heart was pumping the adrenaline of a kill in his veins but he didn't feel at peace like he did. He felt annoyed, angry, and overwhelmed. His victim's words got to him.

That you would leave. His lovely dear girlfriend who accepted him the moment he revealed the truth to you. You didn't care that he was a murderer. All that matters to you is that he was still Ethan.

He crawls to your bed beside you. You were asleep. He had cleaned up after the kill, and freshly showered. His clean scent mixed up with the slightest hint of sweat coming from you. Your back was to his chest, his nose buried into your hair, trying to breathe you in. Trying to find solace in your presence.

"You can't leave," he whispers in the dark. "You can't leave me," he growls, growing agitated by the second. His hand goes down your thigh, you wore shorts. He slips them off. His hand finds his destination in your pussy. He rubs his palm against it. Once, twice. He was still mumbling about the fact that you can't leave him. You can't, you can't, you can't.

God, he felt like he was going insane. He takes his cock out. He spits on his palm and rubs it on his cock before he does the same with your cunt. Spreading makeshift lube onto your folds.

He doesn't hesitate a second as he pushes the tip of his dick into your familiar heat. He lets out a groan from the feeling. You were dry, he wondered for a moment if you could grow as wet and slick as you usually are for him while asleep.

He takes the tip out, his jaw clenching from the loss of not being inside you. He pins you down underneath him. Moving you like a puppet. A pretty one. He raises the t-shirt you are wearing to expose your breasts. He doesn't play with them much, wanting to get to the main course. He kisses the nipples before he moves between your thighs.

He breathes into the familiar scent of you and spits onto your folds. After doing so multiple times, he spreads it all over your cunt. Getting it slick. His thumb presses against your clit, rubbing small circles. He could feel your thighs tense.

No, no, that wouldn't do, he thinks. He wanted you to wake up while he was buried deep within you. Marking you. He immediately stops his actions. He didn't bother prepping you in fear that you might wake you.

You're his love, of course, you wouldn't mind taking his cock without any prep. You can do it.

He thrusts into you in one smooth stroke. He bites his lower lip hard enough to bleed so he can stop his groan. Every time felt like the first time for him. He lets himself adjust to the warmth gripping his cock like a vice. His hands are on either side of you and his forehead is pressed against yours.

He gives you a small kiss before his hips begin to grind. Inch by inch so he could stretch you out properly. His head falls between the crook on your neck, one of his hands now on your throat. He wasn't squeezing it, but it was just there. His fingertips feel your pulse.

It filled with him relief. You're here, you're alive and you're his. He doesn't stop his sounds anymore, his thrusts having no pace just chasing whatever made him feel good. He could feel your pulse starting to get faster, your walls squeezing. You were up. He grins, "Darling?"

"Ethan," you moan, your hand going to his hair, fingers into his locks. He pressed a kiss on your ear. "You're awake," he whispers. "Uh huh," you whine, your walls twitching.

"You won't leave me right?" He questions, his eyes peering at your wide ones. "Huh?" You replied back. Unable to think about anything but his cock.

He could feel annoyance creeping in about the fact you didn't reply yes immediately. The hand around your throat tightened, just a bit. Just enough for a feel.

"You," he hisses with a deep thrust, hard enough to rock the bed. He said, "Won't," thrust, "Leave," thrust, "Me," thrust, "Right?" thrust.

You could find yourself nodding, your walls pulsing around his cock near your release. He chuckles, "Good. Because the only way you could leave is when I decide to kill you, my love."

Fuck. His words make your eyes roll back and cum. Your walls spasming, milking his cock just the way he liked. With a grunt, he spills into you. Thick white ropes of cum being fucked inside of you until he slips out.

He lays beside you, his body flushed red. "One of the victims was mean today," he pouts. After you managed to catch your breath, you replied, "Who cares? That fuck is dead." You pressed a kiss on his forehead. "You're the one here right now, alive." You whispered.

[dreamypyon]

oops all yuri routes AU

[pieroulette]

| ROUTE 1: HEESEUNG |

A Story That Starts With a Text

📃summary: when you installed a dating app to just mess around with random people, not knowing that you were turning your peaceful life into a bloody one the moment you sent that text.

🎬genre: yandere, angst

⚠️warning: self harming, lots of cursing, angst, evil Heeseung lmao,

📜word count: 11.3k

🌹pairing: heeseung x fem! reader

🖋️a/n: finally done! Thank you so much for waiting!! Again sorry if there's any grammar errors! And thank you again for reading my story, and as always reblogs and comments are always and highly appreciated! have a nice day <3

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| 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝟖: 𝐋𝐢𝐞 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐞 |

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Blood.

There's blood everywhere.

Red, everything was red. You saw nothing but red.

From the hem of your clothes, to the red stains on your fingers and the smudgy red stains on the rail, and to the bloody sheets on the white material.

You wished it's your tears that were the blood instead of theirs.

Tears endlessly pour down your cheeks as your feet try to sync themselves with the speeding stretchers with Heeseung and EJ on them; blood pooling down from their head down to their neck, and open wounds on their arms and legs.

How did this happen? They were doing just fine, and safe, before..

You shook your head, trying your best to regain your composure but it didn't last long when your eyes laid on the two boys.

You slid down to the floor with your back against the wall, clasping your head with your hands as your sniffles and hiccups echoed through the cold hallway of the hospital. Shaking in fear as you can only watch the red light on the top of the operating room blinking repeatedly, as if it was mocking you that it was your very fault this had happened in the first place.

Getting your phone from your pocket, your hand visibly shakes as you scroll through the numbers, tapping it as the call goes through.

You waited. But no one answers. Blinking back your tears, as it keeps dropping on the screen, as it strains because of the phone’s brightness, and partly because of the pain in your heart that your family isn't answering your call. And you know very well, they were ignoring you.

Wiping your tears off with the sleeve of your shirt, you sniffed as your fingers tapped the chat inbox of your sister’s — typing a short text about what had happened but you erased it again. They won’t bother to read your text, so why bother trying? But how would you inform them about Heeseung?

A nurse came into view from the distance and suddenly you got an idea, you immediately stood up walking over to her.

“Nurse!” she turned around facing you with a confused expression, “Can I ask you for a favour?”

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Rush footsteps were echoing in the distance. You raised your head after sitting against the wall with your head hanging low for what seems like an eternity, peeking at the corners and there your sight was met with none other than your parents and your sister with Heeseung’s family. Heart sinking deeply and scared of what was about to come, you gulped and stood up. You can only observe as she shuffles around, looking for Heeseung, only him.

“W-what happened?” Your sister asked the nurse with wide eyes and fear clearly painted on her face. “Where’s Heeseung!?”

The nurse then explains the entire situation to them which leads to them breaking in tears, loud cries filling the place.

Ah, was that really what she was looking for? You knew that you would never be the reason they would come here again so why when you saw your sister, why were you still hoping? Hoping that a question would come out from her mouth, and that will be none other than you. To ask where you are or how you are doing. You lean against the wall, still waiting for anything to come out from your family, anything as long as it's about you. But you never heard it even until the doctors came out from the operating room and informed Heeseung’s family that he was now safe, however the next word that came out from the doctor made you bawl in tears.

“Both the patients have slipped into a coma.” the doctor

Covering your mouth with your hand as you try to suppress your cries, you push yourself up and walk off, your feet bringing itself farther and farther away from the hospital. The night sky greeting you along with its cold weather, alone you were as you walked through the street.

Your tears had run dry on your cheeks, tired and weak as you walked through the street. Right here and right now, you were supposed to be with EJ, even Heeseung should have been safe and well with his friends and your sister around this time but instead they were far too gone in the darkness, in the confines of the machines and wires with no guarantee of when they could ever wake up.

You don't know what kind of history they had with each other, but still you couldn't bear if one of them died because of you or even worse — laid unconscious in the confines of the hospital forever.

This shit happened all because you didn’t know who to trust, all because of your shitty headaches that you weren’t able to stop them from fighting, all because of you. It was your fault, wasn’t it?

With your phone in your fists, you turn it on, scrolling through your call log as your family and your sister’s number appear, making your lips tremble once again. You keep scrolling through again and again trying to figure out who you can call right now, who can help you right now. Just a hug and a few words of encouragement was what you needed at this moment because guilt was consuming your entire being to the point you wanted to cry again and again but you couldn’t, because you couldn’t bring the tears out anymore.

“Ch-chaeryeong?” you let out, as you choked on your tears.

“Hey! (Name)! Why are you calling-” the enthusiasm in your best friend’s voice made you burst into tears again, “Wha- wait are you okay?” her concerned voice from your phone’s speaker echoed through the cold breeze.

“I-im..” you bend down, hugging your knees with your arms, “I’m not okay."

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A day, and a two turns into five, which then turns out to a week, then so on.

Until a few weeks had passed since the accident, a few weeks of you staying in Chaeryeong’s apartment, and a few weeks of guilt tormenting you. Your best friend were unaware of what was going on but by the looks of it, she couldn’t say much about it but comfort you which was the best thing because that is what you really needed right now. There were days where you felt embarrassed for staying free in her new apartment but she brushes it off by a strong flick on your forehead that it was not like you two had just met yesterday or that you were both strangers. Her frowning face made you giggle, bringing a bit of happiness inside you despite your state.

Through those weeks, you secretly visited Heeseung and EJ and every time you did so, every time you saw them unconscious — you burst into tears because it was because of you of why they were now in this horrible state, you held their hands in yours as you gently stroked theirs, apologising over and over again even though they were not awake to hear it. Praying for the first time in your life even though you never believed that there was a deity, all because you couldn’t bear the guilt anymore that all of this was because of you.

Placing the box of freshly cooked chicken on the desk, you watched EJ who was sleeping so sound and safe even though it was the complete opposite truth, you’ve also come to know that EJ had no family, in fact he does but according to the nurse, his family had ignored their calls and had abandoned him a long time ago which explains why EJ never bothered to tell you anything about his private life. Sitting at the chair beside the bed as you watch over EJ with machine’s wires intact to him, you look down in guilt, clenching your fists, wondering if you manage to stop their fight, would this even happen? Or maybe if you didn’t follow him back then, he wouldn’t have to turn out like this.

Staring at the box of chickens on the desk, the delicious smell that lingers in the air brings you back to when EJ sometimes visits you with a box of chickens in his hands.

“EJ, can you wake up now? I’ve bought your favourite chicken. Remember? Sometimes you share them with me every time you visit me because you told me that people shouldn’t eat alone, because if that was the case, then family wouldn’t be eating together. So, wake up now please. I don’t want to eat alone, you told me right? Please wake up so we can eat together.”

You looked up to the ceiling trying to keep your tears from falling but you still failed to do so as it flowed down to your cheeks again and it continued on till the box of chickens had gone cold.

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With a heavy heart as you pushed open the door to Heeseung’s room, you walked in only to see him in the same state as EJ as well, again. The warm heat from the air-con greets you, but the sight of him this way breaks your heart, making it so cold. You leaned forward, taking his hands in yours as you gave a small peck on his hands, letting out a soft murmur, “Please wake up..”

“Just wake up, and tell me you really didn’t do anything- and I’ll believe you.” you choked, hanging your head low on the soft mattress. You look at his face, so innocent and so angelic, just like he had always looked when he accompanied you through your hard times, just like how he always looked into your eyes as if he was telling you that he will always be by your side no matter what happens. Now that you thought of it, another guilt consumes you once again. The memories of their faces and how they desperately asked you to believe one of them was the cause of your dilemma, you really don’t know who to believe because they both look so honest. Who was really lying back then? Who?

You sighed dejectedly, looking around the place to clear off your mind and then the bouquet of withered roses in the vase beside the window caught your attention, and the sight made you frown because it brought you back to time when Heeseung brought flower pots for you, placing them beside your window just so their scent would give you a sense of comfort. Then an idea popped in your head making you stand up so quickly but not before taking a look at Heeseung once again, stroking his hand with your fingers, “I’ll take the flower for you, okay?”

You hurriedly went into the room you were once before but not before peeking at the see-through circle if there was anyone inside, and luckily for you, it was empty. Opening the door quietly, you went in searching for the flower pot Heeseung gave you a week ago, the day he was fixing the flowers in front of you, you kept it under your bed before you left with EJ that day and so you bent down on your knees and to your relief, it was still there.

Your face falls after you realise what you had initially wanted to ask, a dilemma consuming your mind as you stare at his back and then at the flower pot he placed beside the window.

“What’s that? It’s so yellowish I thought it was a sunflower at first.” you tilted your head to gain a better view at the flower.

Heeseung chuckles at your words, “It’s a rare flower that my mom bought and placed in our garden, it’s just so beautiful to look at and it even smells good.” he took the small pot of a pendulous and trumpet-shaped flower in his hands to show you.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Heeseung says with a sweet smile on his face.

“What is it called?”

“Once you get better then I’ll tell you.”

“What in the actual fuck is that-”

Heeseung chuckled at your words, “Just get better soon, and you’ll know what it is later.”

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Walking back to Heeseung’s room with the flower pot in your hand, you thought you could at least do the same thing for him. Who knows, he might wake up again because of this scent, or at least when he did wake up, then it would give him comfort just like it had done for you.

You immediately stop yourself from opening the door when you notice it was slightly open and the sudden loud voices from inside the room making your heart drop, knowing who it was; Heeseung’s friends and your sister, Chaewon. Afraid that you might make trouble again if you show yourself to them, you tried to walk away but not when the words of EJ struck you at that very moment.

“Heeseung has a disgusting deal with his friends.”

Friends. Heeseung’s friends. Those bastards. If what EJ said was true then these guys aren’t so innocent either.

Heeseung’s friends, the one EJ mentioned about the deal. You remember them back in the party that day;

“God, Heeseung. What happened to you dude?” the obvious accent in the boy’s voice, Jake.

“Chae, what happened?” another one, you remember who it was, Jay.

“Look at him, he looks like a baby in his peaceful nap.” a higher-pitched voice calls out, “Really, is that what you can think of?” someone lets out a scoff. You remember it as Sunoo and Sunghoon.

“Ni-ki, don’t touch that! That’s for Heeseung!” Jake voiced out.

“Aish, just one please!” the tall boy who was pissed over the entire ordeal that day, Ni-ki.

“Just let him. What did the doctor say by the way?” and the boy you caught in the game, Jungwon.

All of them are Heeseung's friends, the very group that created that disgusting deal to play your sister like a doll. You grimaced as your hands tightened around the door, to think that they could even be capable of doing such thing makes you wanna puke and the fact they’re now talking with your sister like they didn’t plan anything horrible about her was enough for you to just walk out and call them out for what they did. But you can’t, because you know that it will be met with nothing but the same response over and over again. No one to back up what you said, no one to believe what you said, you were all alone in this mess. The mess that you made.

“The doctor said it was a miracle that he went past the critical condition, but he wasn’t sure when Heeseung’s gonna wake up.” your sister dejectedly sighed.

“I heard your sister was the reason this happened to Heeseung in the first place.” Ni-ki raised his eyebrow.

You gasped. How did they know?

“Wait, I never told you guys?” Chaewon raised her eyebrows.

“Heemin told us, you know what she’s like.” Jay shrugged, “So it was true then?”

You waited for her response, but the room was filled with silence.

“Tch, just what’s wrong with your sister? It seems like she does nothing but make a mess, you know?” Sunghoon sighed.

“She really does nothing but mess. It has always been that way and I’m really tired of it.” she growled, biting your lips as you gripped the pot in your hands tighter.

A chuckle emits from the room, “She must be adopted then?”

“Ni-ki.” Jungwon called out.

“What, hyung? C’mon, just by the looks of it. Even Chaewon is done with her, we don’t like her at all.”

“She has bad luck, it probably sticks with her since the moment she was born.” another voice jokes around.

“And look, Heeseung caught parts of her horrible luck.” Ni-ki shrugged.

You try to blink repeatedly, holding back yourself from crying again.

“She’s selfish, that’s why. It was my fault I trusted her from the start.”

Selfish? You let out a small chuckle as your burst into tears, covering your face with your right hand as you gritted your teeth. When have you ever been selfish? When have you ever done that? Digging your nails on the flower pot, you walked off in tears, unable to hear anything more from them. The sun rays fell on you as you walked across the street, leaving the hospital behind you. Your tears flowed through the flower’s petals till it dropped on the soil, drenching it. And without hesitation, you decided to walk off not knowing what happened after you left.

Jungwon sighed as he fixes the straps of his guitar case for the nth time, when he suddenly noticed Heeseung’s eyes fluttering open, immediately walking over to him, "H-heeseung?"

—

Ever since then, you haven't checked on Heeseung and you planned to never do it. Everything you heard that day was too much for you to the point it consumes your thoughts day and night. It was really your fault, and maybe you were really selfish and maybe you really had some curse on you — that’s why EJ and Heeseung turned out this way.

Walking across the hall to check on EJ once again, he was the only one left, the only one you couldn’t bear to leave due to the fact that he had no one beside him now just like you. Fear mixed along with guilt inside you, you were now afraid that what if he’s going to stay like this forever? You can’t bear it if that ever happens, the life of those two boys ruined because of you, if EJ also ended up like Heeseung, you don’t know if you could ever live your life peacefully from then on.

With your eyes on the ground as you pushed open the door, you were taken aback when your sight was met with two boys around EJ's age inside the room. Their expression mirrored yours as silence filled the room for quite 10 seconds contemplating who was going to talk first.

Not until the red-haired boy hurriedly approaches you, making you jolt in surprise, "I didn't know EJ had a girlfriend!"

"Eh!? No I'm not-"

"EJ has a girl!?" You snapped your head at the overly dramatic dolphin scream from the boy at the doorway, covering his mouth in exaggeration with his left hand as his right hand was holding a cup of ice cream. "

"Oh my god, guys. Tone it down!" The dark blue-haired boy leaning against the wall beside the window growled, but his frowning face quickly turned into a small smile when he looked at you.

“EJ’s girlfriend?” he asked again with his palm softly gesturing at you and you immediately shook your head.

“No! He’s my friend.” your eyes fell on EJ who was still unconscious, making your heart sink in sadness, but the boy spoke again taking your attention back to him.

“Oh, that’s weird. He never told us.” He shrugged, seemingly in disbelief that they didn’t know about it. His response makes you curious, what’s so weird that EJ has a friend besides them? The boy immediately caught on through your expression and he let out an awkward laugh.

“Ah sorry, we haven’t introduced ourselves right? Call me Yeonjun.” he winked at you, and the red-haired boy beside you spoke.

“Hi! I’m Beomgyu. B to the E to the O to the M-”

“Just quit it, hyung!” The taller black-haired boy smacks him on his head, earning a few mutters of curses from Beomgyu.

“Nice to meet you!” The boy extended his hand to you and you quickly take it, and he playfully shook your hand. “My name’s Hueningkai! Hyuka or Kai. What’s your name?”

“O-oh call me (Name). Nice to meet you Kai.” you smiled, the warmth from his hand instantly soothes you which was weird. Was it because of his innocent smile, or was it because of how he was welcoming towards you?

“That’s a very beautiful name you got, no wonder EJ-”

“Shut up, Beomgyu. Can’t you shut your mouth for once?”

“You don’t own my mouth. Bleh.” Beomgyu sticked his tongue at Yeonjun, their quarrel somehow made you let out a small giggle. It was comforting to say the least, because it reminds you and your sister back then. You were about to feel sad again but you immediately ignored it, not wanting to ruin your mood once again.

“Where are the others by the way?” Yeonjun asked from behind you, making your ears perk up.

“Oh, they're checking on Heeseung hyung.” Kai answered.

What? What is he saying? Did they know him?

The red-haired boy Beomgyu tilted his head at your surprised expression, “Why don’t you visit Heeseung too?”

“Oh? H-heeseung?” you rubbed your head in small circles, “Who is that? I don’t know him.”

“Ah sorry, I thought you knew Heeseung since you’re friends with EJ. But it’s fine, it doesn’t always work that way I guess. But!-” he approached you happily, quickly taking your hand in his which surprised you, he then took out a small piece of paper and placed it on your hand, “We have a concert this upcoming week, it would be so good if you could come!”

“Concert? What is?” The small piece of paper was actually a ticket, and there it was written.

‘ROCK CONCERT on September 16

'APPLY NOW TO SEE YOUR ‘EYE CANDY’

“EYE CANDY is our rock’s band name, we’re quite popular underground and isn’t the name so damn cool?” Beomgyu smiled so wide as if he was so proud of it, “We’re a freaking rockstar!”

It was only now that you noticed the guitar cases leaning against the wall behind him.

“EJ was supposed to perform with us but it’s really unfortunate that this happens..” Beomgyu’s face fell, along with the other two. “But it’s fine, we’re going to perform our best for him.”

—

After what seems like eternity, a smile finally adorns your face as you as you walk across the street with the ticket in your hand, going back to Chaeryeong’s apartment. A sense of relief engulfed your being that EJ wasn’t actually alone, even though his family had abandoned him, he had a group of friends that cared alot about him and Beomgyu’s words makes you wanna burst into tears, partly because you were happy and partly because no one’s going to say that to you again.

But it’s okay, you should be happy for EJ. At least, he wasn’t entirely alone like you were right now. Wiping off the tears from your eyes as you let out a shaky laughter, playfully raising your legs a bit higher while you were walking, and there your best friend came in sight with her hands on his hips.

“The fuck! Yah, (Name)! Why aren’t you answering my call!? You’re making me worried for nothing!” her frowning face and her exaggerated pout makes her look like a duck, making you burst into small laughter with tears in your eyes, but part of it was you can’t believe yourself. How did you even forget?

You weren’t actually alone.

—

Eyes shoot open, and with that the brown-haired boy pushes himself up from the bed, surprising the nurse who was arranging the stuff on the desk. Ripping the tape and clips off his hands despite the protests of the nurse, bringing his bare feet on the floor as he struggles to keep his balance while trying to walk out ofthe room.

“(Name)! Where is she?” EJ asked with rapid breathing, in which the nurse shook her head in confusion. “No.. where’s he? That son of a bitch.”

“Lee Heeseung.”

—

It was another typical cold day with a strong breeze flowing past your hair as you fixed the strap of your bag as you went to the hospital again to check on EJ, but somehow you felt a sudden chills creeping onto your neck which weirded you out. Was it because of the chilly weather? You think so, that’s why you were rubbing your arms in hopes to ease it, but the uneasy building up in your chest wasn’t helping however you ignored it.

“Why am I feeling this way?” Shaking your head, you went inside the hospital’s entrance and went up the stairs till it led you to the countless hallways and rooms surrounding you. Soft murmurs, footsteps rushing and the sound of trolleys dragging on the floor filled the entire space as you went on your way to EJ’s room, passing Heeseung’s room that was just a few rooms away.

A figure spotted you from the distance and approached you hastily as she harshly grabbed your arm and spun you around. You were about to get mad at the person but the sight made your breath hitch. “What are you doing here?”

“Unnie..” you let out a shaky breath.

—

With one swift push, the door to the room opens revealing Heeseung on the bed who has now woken up due to the loud creaking of the door.

Their eyes met.

“E- EJ?..”

EJ immediately went to him, pulling Heeseung with his collar again. “Die? I won’t die that easily.”

Heeseung’s eyes widened in confusion, “W-what are you saying?"

And with that response, EJ’s face contorts into disbelief, “You’re still pretending!? You piece of shit!?”

He harshly pulled Heeseung, pushing him on the floor.

“Stand up!” EJ pulled his sleeve, but Heeseung couldn’t get up on his feet in which he furrowed his eyebrows.

“I-i can’t walk!” Heeseung gritted his teeth.

“Fuck, another lie!? Aren't you tired of lying?”

“Why do you keep saying that? What’s wrong with you!?”

“Fuck, then let’s see how far you can take this shitty lie of yours.” EJ spat out.

—

“I thought you don’t want to stay in this hospital again, so what are you doing here?” she scoffed.

“N-no. I’m- I’m here too..” you try to think of what to say but then your eyes widen when you observe your sister’s face; fresh scratches from the left of her cheek and on her right arm, closing in the distance between you and her without much thought, “Unnie, w-what happened? The scar-”

She hits your hand away as her eyes filled with nothing but hatred, “Don’t touch me, stop acting like you care.”

“But who hurt you, Unnie!?”

“Just fucking stop it! When did you even care, huh?” Chaewon scoffed, “You were just pretending all this time aren’t you?” she hit your shoulder with her finger.

“No! Of course not! Why are you saying that?”

“Because if you care about me, if you care! Then you won’t try to fucking ruin my life! And especially Heeseung’s!” she yelled at the top of her lungs.

You shook your head, tears welling up in your eyes once again as you murmured “..why do you keep blaming me?”

“Then who the fuck should I blame!?”

Jungwon who was walking across the hallway saw the entire commotion and quickly rushed to her side, gripping her arms “Chaewon, stop! People are looking!” then he took a quick look at you, “And you can’t treat (Name) like this, she’s still your sister!” he whispered-yelled, but Chaewon roughly pulled her arm away from his grip.

“Sister? You? Well then, I’m so fucking embarassed that you were even my sister in the first place.”

And that made your heart clenched in pain as you yelled at her, “Why do you have to be so cruel to me!?”

She roughly pushes you backwards with her hands, “How about you ask yourself that!?”

—

“Yah, you motherfucker.” EJ drags him across the hall till they reached the stairs, gripping Heeseung’s collar as he slightly pushes him on the edge “Let's see how far you can take your fucking lies.”

“EJ! No! Stop!” Heeseung’s rapid breathing echoes through the stair as he struggles to gain his balance with his feet just a few inches away from the edge.

"I trusted you. I fucking trusted you! Now you can't fool me, I know you're making up lies like you did back then!"

“L-lies? What did I say to you? What are you saying!?"

"Are you that shameless to keep pretending!? What are you even getting from this, Heeseung!?"

"I really don't fucking understand you!!" Heeseung cried out, desperately trying to hold onto EJ's hands in his collars.

"Don’t you remember that a random car suddenly appeared and hit us both!?"

"You think I didn't know that!? Fuck, you clearly wanted me dead that day!"

“What the hell is wrong with you? I really don’t understand what you are trying to say! Yes we fought back then but that was it! Why the fuck I would want you death? For what!?"”

“Quit lying! You bastard! You showed your true self that day, I fucking remember it so don’t you think you can fool me over this!”

“I really don’t know EJ!” Heeseung shakes his head as he bawls in tears, gritting his teeth. "I really, really don't know what you're talking about.."

"You fucking know me.. We've always been good friends so why, why would I think of doing something bad to you?" Heeseung pressed his eyes shut, crying in pain.

And with that, EJ began to hesitate, his eyes wandering around the place trying to remember the day of the car crash, he was sure Heeseung said something. He was fucking sure with it.

But why? Why? This boy’s eyes welling up in tears in front of him, with guilt evident on his face, it really seems like he was really telling the truth.

He shook his head, eyeing Heeseung again, “But that still won’t change the fact that you made that disgusting deal.”

“For fuck’s sake! Where did you even hear that!?”

“I heard it from them! They fucking told me that you all had that disgusting deal on Chaewon! I really can’t believe it. The moment those words came out from their fucking mouth, I really can’t believe it Heeseung! Are you even human!?”

“God! Don’t tell me you believe them? You know those guys often fool around!” Heeseung’s eyebrow furrowed as if he couldn't believe what he had heard.

“Do you really believe that I am capable of doing such a thing to Chaewon?”

Silence.

EJ starts to contemplate once again. Blinking endlessly trying to make sense of what Heeseung said, was he really in the wrong for believing the guys so quickly? Was it true that he followed his emotions and made a reckless decision by blaming Heeseung?

“You know very well I love her,” shaking his head in disbelief, “And you know I would do anything to protect her..”

EJ hesitates, the anger in his face slowly falters and the grip on Heeseung’s collars starts to loosens.

"You really didn't do anything?.." he asked Heeseung again wanting to make sure of it.

Heeseung nodded desperately, and with that EJ looks down, "What happened to me?.."

But then a low chuckle emits from the boy’s mouth in front of him. In shock, he raised his head seeing Heeseung chuckling in amusement.

“Yah.” the innocent and guilty expression that was once on his face was now replaced with the same amusement EJ saw back then that day, “Don't tell you actually believe that? Wah, you’re really easy to manipulate, EJ..”

Heeseung hiccups with a spine-chilling laughter emitting from his mouth as he slowly looks up to gaze at EJ, tears in his eyes. “What a hassle you didn’t die that day, I guess the car didn’t hit you too hard then?”

“Fuck. Shall I call them to do it again then? Cuz I don’t mind.” Heeseung smiles widely with an amused expression.

Speechless, EJ couldn't think of anything to say as anger consumes him again,"Just what happened to you, Heeseung!?" He punched Heeseung, making him fall on the floor.

“You know I took you into our band back then not because I pity you, but because I really wanted to be your friend..” Heeseung wipes the blood off his mouth as he looks up to EJ, lazily glaring at him, “-but you really have to just ruin it by pulling this bullshit.”

“Had I known your true nature, I would’ve never joined that shitty band of yours. What the fuck is wrong with your head!?” EJ yelled at the top of his lungs as he pulled Heeseung with his collars again, putting him on the edge of the stairs.

“What the heck happened to you!? You weren’t like this before!”

Then out of nowhere, they both heard the commotion from the distance, you and your sister. Heeseung looks at the distance from where you and your sister were, and then back at EJ once again.

—

“I fucking hate you!” she harshly shoved your shoulders with her hands as you fell backwards once again, trying to gain your balance while with tears welling up in your eyes.

“What did you do!?”

“Unnie stop! Why do you keep blaming me for everything!?” you cried out.

With a scoff escaping from your sister’s mouth, “Then who should I blame? Who!? Headaches!? Bitch, you brought this on yourself. You took drugs and all? And you blame us all!?”

“Because of how selfish you are, this happened!” She harshly pointed at you and then at the footage playing on the screen. “What else do you want? What else!? Why was I so dumb to even-”

“Chaewon, just stop please!” Jungwon exclaimed desperately, pulling Chaewon away from you.

—

“Chaewon? (Name)?” EJ was surprised to hear your voice from the distance, and Heeseung rolled his eyes at your name coming out of his mouth.

“Yah.”

“It’s pissing me off that you’re trying so hard to be righteous..” Heeseung murmurs in which EJ looks at him again with his jaw clenching.

“...But would they still see you the same way after this?”

EJ’s eyebrows furrowed, “What?”

And with that Heeseung yelled at the top of his lungs, mimicking a scared expression that was quickly replaced with a shit-eating grin, “EJ! Let me go! Please!”

"Ch-chaewon! Help!"

The three of you instantly snapped your head at the loud voice from the distance. “Heeseung?”

EJ's eyes widened, panic creeped it's way into his veins as he exclaimed, "What the fuck are you-"

Within a split second, everything happens too fast when Heeseung roughly pushes him off which makes his tight grip on the boy’s collar loosens as his body falls backwards, groaning in pain when his back hits the floor, but the realisation hits him as Heeseung was nowhere to be seen. And with that he quickly crawled to the edge of the stair and his expression was quickly replaced with horror.

“Wait! No!”

And then the door behind him swiftly opens, revealing Chaewon, Jungwon and you rushing in to see the commotion. As soon as your eyes laid on EJ, a huge wave of relief passed over you but it was soon replaced with horror painted on your face as your sight was met Heeseung under the stairs, writhing in pain as blood dripping out from his leg, cries of his pain echoed throughout the stair as you can’t bring yourself to move, only observing as Chaewon rushes down the stairs to go for Heeseung’s aid.

“Heeseung!” Jungwon exclaimed and then he noticed EJ, “EJ! You’re awake!?”

“Heeseung! Oh my god! What happened!?” Chaewon’s hand shakes as it comes in contact with the heavy blood spots on Heeseung’s legs. “What did you do!?”

“I didn’t do anything!” EJ shook his head vigorously, “I swear I didn’t do anything!”

“He fucking did that to himself!”

“Are you hearing yourself!?” Chaewon stood on her feet, glaring at him.

“It’s not me! I swear! (Name)!” tears threatening to come out of his eyes as he pleads to you to believe in him.

“I’ll call the nurse!” Jungwon rushed out and a few moments later multiple nurses rushed in and inspected Heeseung’s wounds, he was then sent back to the room with all four of you following behind. Chaewon ruffled her hair in anger as she shuffled around the hallway, then she turned around glaring at EJ who was behind you.

“What the hell is wrong with you!?” she yelled at him.

“Why did you push him!? What were you fucking planning EJ!?”

“It’s not me!” he shook his head vigorously, “He pushed me and he-.. And he-”

“I’ll fucking report you to the police.” She pulled out her phone instantly, making your and EJ’s eyes widened.

“It’s really not me!” EJ exclaimed, then he looked at Jungwon who was leaning against the wall, “Jungwon, you know I would never do that!”

But Jungwon kept quiet avoiding his gaze, he did feel pity towards you and EJ but it wasn’t really his business in the first place and so he can’t do anything.

“No! Unnie!” she yanks your arm away as you protest, “Don’t do it please! We don’t know what happened yet!”

“Shut the fuck up!”

“You!” she pointed at you harshly, “You’re no different, either! You’re the reason why Heeseung almost died that day! Both of you, goddamnit!”

“H-how did you?”

“You think I won’t know? I saw the surveillance footage, and I fucking saw you and EJ with Heeseung! Why were you bringing my sister? What were you two doing together, huh!? And because of you two, Heeseung can’t ever walk again!”

“What?” you froze. “W-what are you saying, unnie?”

“Heeseung can’t walk again because of you two! You ruined his life! I don’t fucking know how long it will take but if he could never walk again then i’ll get back at you and make you pay. Fucking stick that in your mind. Just get lost, im fucking begging you. Get lost, get out of my sight. Don’t ever show your face again, you’re nothing but an annoying pest here!” She spat out at you, her eyes red due to tears and her jaw clenched as she turned around ruffling her hair in rage.

Sniffing as your lips tremble, “I-i..” feeling more guilty than ever before. Because of you, Heeseung was now?

“I fucking hate the both of you. You, Heeseung took you in despite how fucking poor you are! All because he thought of you as a friend, and then you betrayed him?” she scoffed in disbelief, “We all thought you really change, but how funny it was-”

“You are so dumb, aren’t you!?” EJ scoffed with tears in his eyes, “You really don’t fucking know who really cares for you and who don’t?”

“Then tell me who the hell should I trust? Definitely not you two,” she gestured at you both back and forth, “Liars. What I’ll call you two are liars.”

You couldn’t say anything as everything you heard today was too much for you, hanging your head low with embarrassment and guilt whilst clenching your fists. EJ noticed when he looked at you, and he blinked back his tears as he sniffed.

“Then go ahead, go ahead and report us. Me and your sister, you hate us that much don't you?” he grabbed your arm, pulling you with him and away from Chaewon but not before halting his steps and taking one last look at her, “You’ll regret this, you’ll really regret this Chaewon.”

—

You finally burst into tears while EJ was pulling you out from the hospital, the sunrays falling on you both and the strong breeze flowing past through your hair at least comforting for you but for EJ who was already so pissed, it only made him more annoyed as his jaw clenched at the sound of your cries behind him.

“Stop crying! What are you even crying for?” he turned his torso to look at you with his eyebrows knitted together.

With tears in your eyes, you softly murmured “Heeseung.. Because of us, this happened to him.”

“For god’s sake, are you all dumb? He can walk! I saw him, he can fucking walk! He’s fooling you and your sister!”

“If he can then he won’t fall on the stairs, EJ!”

“He let himself fall, he’s making it seem like I pushed him for god’s sake!”

“EJ! I trust you that you didn’t push him but Heeseung would never do that!”

“Don’t tell me you trust him after all he has done to you? What the fuck happen? Did you actually believe what he said that day!?” EJ gritted his teeth, “He was fucking drugging you!”

“If he did then why was I having a headache again!?”

“What?”

“EJ, it’s impossible. The meds aren’t drugs, if it was then I wouldn't be so sick that day!”

“Fuck, no. I saw him! I really saw him with the nurse!!”

“Why are you so adamant in blaming him!?” you yelled at him, shaking your head as you were starting to doubt why he was insisting about Heeseung’s faults. “I thought he was your friend?”

“It’s because he was fooling me and Chaewon. Are you fucking dumb like your sister too!?”

“Then why didn’t you tell me what happened between you and my sister?”

Silence.

“I didn’t think it was necessary.”

“Not necessary!?” you scoffed.

“It’s not important (Name)! All I wanna do is save her! What was I supposed to do? Just stay silent and do nothing!?”

“Why not? You could’ve told me, so I know! Why? Was it because you’re planning something against them? Were you lying to me all this time?” you pointed at yourself as your mouth trembled.

“What are you even talking about!? That was never my intention! Why are you making it about me now?!”

You shook your head, tears had run dry on your cheeks, “But how can I be sure that you weren’t using me against my sister and Heeseung!?”

“You and your sister are getting yourself fooled by that motherfucker! You know what? I’m fucking tired, i’m done.” EJ clenched his fists as he started to walk away.

“Where are you going!? You haven’t recovered yet!” You rushed to grabbed his arms but he roughly pushes your arms away.

“Why do you even care?” He raised his eyebrows, “Stop showing like you care, it’s so fucking obvious that you like Heeseung in the first place that’s why you can’t bring yourself to trust me.”

You froze, as he scoffed in disbelief seeing your expression, “Why? You didn’t think I notice? Why the fuck I even ask you in the first place?” he stormed off leaving you behind and alone on the street as you did nothing to stop him.

Looking down to your shoes as your tears drenched the material, was it your fault that you had feelings for Heeseung? Was it your fault that you didn’t know who to trust?

—

That was the last time you’ve met EJ.

It has been awhile since you visited EJ or Heeseung, troubles often happen whenever you’re around and at some point, you somehow believe it was because of you that’s why mess happens. Staring into the space as you rested against the wooden wall, it seems like everything you do often always turns to a mess, and that alone was enough to make you stay in this small room and never show your face to them again forever. Clenching the phone on your hand, the apology text on the screen you were planning to send to EJ but you couldn’t. Should you send it?

A knock on the door snaps you out of your head, as it slowly opens revealing Chaeryeong walking over to sit beside you. “You can’t keep yourself here forever, (Name).”

You kept silent.

“Is there something happening to you that I’m not aware of? You know you can tell me anything, we’re friends right?”

Silence again, but you eventually confide in her, telling her everything that happened from the day of the party till the incident in the hospital, excluding the whole texting part and drugs because you don’t want to really put her in a situation where she would potentially be in danger. You can only observed as her face contorts in every detail of your story and her first reaction when you were finally done was..-

“The fuck!? Has Chaewon gone mad!?” her jaw dropped in disbelief, clenching her fists exaggeratingly in the air, “That’s not a fucking excuse to treat you like that what the fuck? Nah, it’s official, your sister is crazy.”

You let out a low chuckle at her expression, but you were still down and she notices that as she strokes your hands with hers.

“You can’t keep letting your sister treat you like that. Just who the hell does she think she is? Okay I get it that she’s mad but she’s gone too overboard.”

Sniffing as you slowly wiped off the tears threatening to come out from your eyes, “I don’t know..”

“And about that EJ and Heeseung thingy, I don’t really know but don’t you think that EJ guy is sussy as fuck? Don’t get me wrong, but even if Heeseung did do something.. That doesn’t mean that EJ guy is clear too, right?”

“Also it annoys me alot that he only went to you because of, pfft..” Chaeryeong rolled her eyes, “Chaewon? Really?”

“I’m not really sure, the thing is I really don’t know who’s telling the truth.. Both of them still protected me in different ways, but each one of them were telling a different story that I couldn’t really, really tell who the hell is telling the truth.”

Your best friend sighed, “Then if you still struggle in who to believe, why don’t you decide which one you should apologise to?”

“Huh?”

“You know, which one of them you felt the most guilty to? I don’t know, but you’re the one to decide (Name). Choose wisely though, should it be the guy who was by your side despite your shitty sister and parents? Or the guy who actually went to you just for your sister?’

—

Darkness engulfed the entire sky, with the sounds of the chirping birds dying down and was replaced with cicadas echoing throughout the night. The spectator of the beautiful night sky laid rest on the bed with his arms crossed on his head, and a small smirk adorning his beautiful face. He sat up for a moment and placed his right hand on his legs, and caressed it gently, “What an idiot.” his low chuckle filled the dark space of his room, with the moonlight illuminating at his face.

Then he lazily gazed at the door, “Finally you’re coming. Took you quite long, love.” he laid on the comfort of his pillows again with his back facing the door.

After checking the hospital’s entrance for sometime in hopes to avoid your sister, you finally went in and your faint footsteps echoed across the dark hallway, with your heart beating ever so loudly inside your chest. WIth Chaeryeong’s words ringing in your head, the only one you could think of was him, Heeseung. Despite how guilty you felt for EJ as well, there was just this undeniable feeling that pulled you toward Heeseung and so you decided to go visit him and apologise to him because you couldn’t bear the guilt and the emptiness inside you. You wanted to go and feel his warmth against yours again, his hands gently stroking your hair like he used to and the encouraging words he often says to you whenever you're down, like had always done for you when no one did.

You miss him.

“Eins.” he softly counted as you brought your foot ahead after another, “Zwei.”

“Drei.” and then up to the stairs, moving past the corners of the walls.

“Vier.” you observed as the lights from each room illuminated on the floor, and the soft murmurs from the people inside it.

Your hands started to become sweaty as you were getting closer to his room, and so you tried to rub it against the material of your shirt.

“Fünf.”

“Sechs.” Heeseung giggled, heart jumping in excitement as you finally halted your steps, standing in front of his door and you slowly raised your hand on the doorknob, and the see-through circle of the door gave you a clear sight of Heeseung sleeping soundly on the bed with his back facing you. You gulped, afraid of meeting him, afraid that he might not accept you anymore nor forgive you for not believing in him. Breathing through your nose, you can’t back out now, you were already here so you must do it and so your hand slowly pulls the door open, the creaking sound fills the room.

“Sieben.” Heeseung finishes the last number in his mind as your feet slowly brings itself closer to the bed, and to him. Your faint breath, and the sound of every step you took exhilarates him and the scent of yours just made him wanna stand up right now, pull you into his arms and kiss you. He chuckled at the thought, he had been meticulously planning this entire time, being patient and acting kind and all — and so, just a few more minutes would do, because he won’t be doing it — but you, who unknowingly crawls it way back to the claws of his insanity called ‘love’. It was quite easy, actually, that it baffles him because despite how smart you were at the beginning or how attentive and alert you were — in the end, you were just a little girl with a strong anchor called family, and it wasn’t so hard for him to pull those anchor away from you. Mercilessly strays them farther away from you till you had no one but him to depend on, till the last of the strings of your mind breaks and so just like that — it works as you were now finishing the rest of the job yourself, unknowingly and finally sealing your fate with him.

He pretends to be asleep as you finally open your mouth, “Heeseung?”

“I’m really sorry for doubting you back then, I’m really sorry Heeseung.” you spoke once again, then you paused for a moment, trying to think of words to say not wanting to make things worse than it was. But how funny it was, that whatever you say, he’ll gladly accept it since the only thing he wants was for you to be here, and that was exactly what you did.

“I-i’m sorry that I doubted you back then..” you paused once again as you pressed your lips tighter, “It wasn’t my intention, I just didn’t really know who to believe but I know that’s not an excuse that’s why I’m sorry. I’m sorry that you couldn’t walk again because of me, I’m sorry for betraying you despite how you stayed by my side all this time, I really didn’t mean to. Now thinking back, you were really the only one who believed me, and not my family..” you wiped off the tears from your cheeks as you look down to your feet, “It’s so fucking painful that my own family wasn’t there for me, but you were there for me. It was you all this time, so I’m really sorry Heeseung.”

And with that, Heeseung turns to you, making your teary eyes widened as he softly pulls you towards his chest and his arms wrapping itself around your body. “Don’t say sorry, I understand you. Didn’t I always say, I’ll always be there for you no matter what and that I’ll protect you and believe you no matter happen? So hush now, and never forget this.."

“if it’s for you, I’d do anything”

You bawled in tears as the words left his mouth, and the only thing you can only think of is it was warm. His body against yours was warm, his words were so heart-warming that it eventually melts down the cold freezing days of your life.

“You know, I don’t blame you so you don’t have to say sorry okay?”

You hugged Heeseung, his warm embrace engulfing your being — giving you the sense of home and serenity as you closed your eyes to dwell in it more, just for a bit more.

“Hush, it's okay.” your head lays on his chest as his other hand gently strokes your hair, “I don’t blame you.”

As you smile in content after hearing that, a small smirk appears in Heeseung’s lips as he plants a small kiss on your head. ‘Sweet, sweet, love. Why do you think your beloved sister and parents refuse to ever believe in you? It’s amusing actually, I just threw small petty lies here and there and they were so quick to believe in it that I had to stop myself from laughing..’

And just like that, you found yourself often coming back to Heeseung’s arms. Secretly visiting and spending time with him, at times you felt guilty because your sister doesn’t know about it but now it wasn’t one of your concerns because Heeseung himself tells you that he was delighted to spend the day with you since he was bored and stuff. However, no matter how you tell yourself otherwise, you know you can’t convince yourself that you weren’t falling for him harder than ever before. Every single day, every hour and minute was spent with him, and it was like your life wasn’t yours anymore if he wasn’t in the view.

There are days when you have those thoughts where you just want to do more than you should with him, something you should never do against your sister and that thought alone — when you realise it, made you wanna slap yourself. Still it saddens you sometimes when you peek through the door and finds Heeseung being so loving and caring towards Chaewon when they’re together.

But how foolish were you when that was only one of Heeseung’s tactics.

With the bright smile on your face, you brought the flower pot back in the hospital again as you walked across the halls and into Heeseung’s room in which his eyes widen at the sight of the object in your hands, and you happily told him that you wanted to do the same thing for him as he did to you in which he manages to put on a bright smile like yours and a few thanks leaving his mouth.

But unknowingly to you, when you excuse yourself to meet Chaeryeong for the day — with so much ease, he get up on his feet as he walk towards the window and took the pot in his hands, throwing it out from the window, watching it as it fell on the ground scattering all its contents. And when you come back, he puts on his usual sad face as he tells you that the nurses took it away, which you couldn’t believe at first because they never took it away when it was in your room.

But as always, he managed to adorn his words with beautiful lies and seemingly believable words as you believe in him once again, as always.

—

It felt like months, but actually it was only for a few weeks as the doctors had let him stay at home for further recovery and Heeseung's family and Chaewon were more than delighted to hear the news.

Heeseung could only roll his eyes in the back of his mind as he had to use the wheelchair, continuing his acts as a disable person in front of them until everything was completely done. But that could mean he'll have less chances to meet you now that he had to stay at home all the time.

But luck seems to be at his side as his family had went out for the day leaving only the caretakers with him, and after receiving a call from Chaewon that she has extracurricular activities for the day and of course not forgetting to say sorry and ilys and that she'll be back as soon as she can.

It's not like he cared, he never cared and he doesn't care even one bit of Chaewon didn't come. What he wanted was you, and as if luck was at his side, you came.

Genuine smile adorning his face because of you who were now beside him, in his arms as you gently helped him on the couch after he get rid of the caretakers, and watching you as you went to the kitchen preparing food for him.

“I’m actually not hungry..” Heeseung awkwardly smile when you walked over to him with the plate on your hands.

“Then why the hell you told me to prepare food for you!?” You frowned, placing the dish on the table a bit loud as you placed your hands on your hips.

“Just so-so..”

"God, you gotta stop fooling me or else-" you yelp as your foot accidentally hits the legs of the table, making you almost fall to your face on the ground if not because of Heeseung pulling you and that results in you falling on him.

"Ah sorry, sorry." you muttered as you try push yourself up but your legs slipped making you dropped into his chest again.

"Ugh sorry!" You looked up to him and then it hit you, reality dawns on you as you realised how your face was only a few inches away from his and that alone was enough to make you gasped, and the fact that his lips almost brush against yours.

You could’ve stood, you could’ve pulled yourself away from his body but you didn’t — you stayed, with your knees on his sides and your arms and hands on his chest, gripping the material of his shirt. You looked into his tender eyes that were slightly covered with strands of his hair as it bewitches you once again like it did back then in your sister’s birthday party.

Wait. Sister. Your sister.. What are you doing right now? You shouldn’t be doing this.

However, it's so hard to get up as your eyes gaze upon his red soft lips, making your thoughts run wild of how it would feel against yours. He’s so beautiful just like he always did, but this time, the sun rays reflecting on his face and on his wet orange lips made you feel all kinds of feelings, his face was sculpted so perfectly that you want nothing but to caress it, to feel his soft skin against your hand. His lips, you wonder what it tastes like? How complete would you feel once you do it, or how happy you would feel if you bring yourself to do it.

Heeseung was exhilarated at the intimate proximity you two were in right now, was it the time? He knew he should push you away right now since his plan wasn’t done yet, but how could he when he already had you so close and so fragile above him? Anyone could walk in anytime right now and that would probably ruin his plan and he needs to start all over again because of it but that was only if you had a change of heart, but it doesn’t seem the case when you can’t even pull yourself away from him.

In that moment, it felt like it was only the two of you in this world for Heeseung that he would just capture your lips within his and devour you completely, however he waits, not wanting to make a wrong step by making the first kiss.

You gulped, mind getting fogged with logics and emotions, hands sweaty as you clenched his shirt and then it happened — it happened so quick, that you couldn’t process much of what had happened but only feeling his soft lips dancing against yours, biting and sucking all over your neck and back again to devouring your lips, only pulling away for a short breath and only in that moment you notice his darkened eyes and his fucked up expression while his hands gripped your hips, putting you in place just so he can bring his lips into yours again.

It felt so good to kiss the guy you love, even though it felt so wrong because he was your sister's boyfriend, it felt so wrong and sinful.

And yet, as always — the bad outweighs the good.

You flinched when you heard a loud thud of an object from the distance, and when you pulled away from Heeseung's lips turning around to see the source of the noise, your heart sank as you were met with the sight of your sister who was utterly shocked over what she saw.

Heeseung’s eyes widened. “C-chaewon..”

“W-what you-” her mouth trembles as she tries to get the words out but seems to fail in doing so as tears start to well up in her eyes and hatred evident in it. Trying so hard to process what she had just witnessed, and then it finally sank in.

She rushes towards you, pulling you away from Heeseung. “What the fuck were you thinking!?” clenching your shirt in her fingers as her eyes was filled with hatred and anger.

“Chae! No!” as much as Heeseung wanted to pull you away from Chaewon, he couldn’t. His plan of pretending to be paralyzed would fail. He could only hope that you would leave as fast as you can so you wouldn't get hurt by Chaewon.

“Why? How dare you!? How can you do this to me!? What kind of a sister are you?” she scoffed in disbelief with tears flowing down her cheeks.

“You never change! Just like you fucking did back then when we were young, you were still the fucking same!” Chaewon screamed at the top of her lungs, thrashing you around. “Why are you doing this!? Why do you want us all to suffer!?"

"I fucking cared for you but you did this to me? With my boyfriend?! You’re destroying every bit of trust I had in you, (Name)!”

She bawls in tears, "Why?!! (Name)? Why are you doing it again!? Why are you ruining everything I have!?"

Silence.

Only the cicadas’ cries and the sound of birds chirping was heard throughout that moment. The warm breeze from the window passed through the both of you, as dejavu hit you, realising the horrible fight you had with your sister four years ago happens once again.

History repeats itself, once again.

And you finally opened your mouth, "But the difference is, it wasn't only me."

"H-huh?"

"Why are you only blaming me, Unnie?" Letting out a small chuckle with your face in disbelief, “Your boyfriend won’t kiss me back if he cares so much about your so-called relationship."

"W-what the fuck are you trying to s-say?" Chaewon grits her teeth at your words.

"Isn't it so fucking obvious already? He already fucking kissed me. What are you still waiting for? Get lost. It's so fucking obvious that he likes me and not you." you spat out, and the strands of your hair weren't enough to cover the hatred-filled eyes of yours.

Both Heeseung and her was utterly shocked to their core when that words left your mouth.

"Yah.." Chaewon shakily breathes, "You whore!!"

Mess.

It was mess everywhere as Heeseung was baffled watching as you two were pulling each other’s hair making a huge mess in the living room;

The shit-eating grin that vaguely appears with his helpless voice begging you to both stop, "Chaewon! (Name)! Please stop! Stop!"

He had to actually stop himself from laughing as this, this is what he wanted. His plan was successfully working on its own before his very own eyes.

Screaming, sounds of slapping and lots of curses thrown at each other, the same red marks and scratches appearing again on your skin and your sister's like it did before. Everything was repeating again.

Your sister's skin was now bleeding with scratches from your nails, making her grit in pain but you didn't care as your face contorted into an immense anger, and wanting her to feel the pain you had all this time.

“All you fucking do since that day is you keep blaming!” Stomping your feet repeatedly on the floor, “---Blaming! Blaming! Blaming us! That’s all you think of! Don’t you know how it fucking hurts!?” blinking back your tears as your face has gone red by now.

"And well, guess what!? Your boyfriend is visiting me all this time! We fucking spend alot of time together and you have no fucking idea of it!!"

After what seemed like hours, it finally ended with Chaewon backing out with her hair a complete mess, faint blood dripping out from her mouth, scratches all over arms and neck and parts of clothing ripped apart. You were in the same state too, both of you panting.

Chaewon's lips tremble as her red, teary eyes glares at you and Heeseung. "Fucking traitors.." and then she stormed off, wild thoughts running in her head.

"Chaewon? Chaewon!!" Heeseung fell down from the couch, dragging himself on the floor as he tried to catch up with Chaewon with tears in his eyes — perfecting his persona of a paralyzed patient and a remorseful boyfriend in front of you.

"Heeseung! Just stop it!" You rushed over to him, wrapping your arms around his as you can't bear to see him this way. "Just let her go, please!"

"No but Chaewon!?" He bawls in tears, "This is wrong, (Name)!!"

Fuck. Heeseung could almost burst into laughter at how he was so into his acting.

"It's okay, it's okay.. You still have me, right? Right?" You gently pulled his head on your shoulder as he cries in pain and tears fell down on his cheeks, and unknowingly to you, a small smirk finds its way on his lips.

'You're finally mine..' he thought to himself.

You looked into the distance of where Chaewon had left and your heart aches at the thought of it, making you pressed your lips tightly. But it didn't matter now as you gently place your head against Heeseung's.

And just like that, unknowingly to him — he had fallen right into your trap.

—

Chaewon bawls in tears as she walked across the bridge, glaring at the sky and cursing whoever lives up there because if a deity even exists, then her life won't suck this much with her boyfriend and sister betraying her.

But it did.

And it was too much for her to take, the betrayal and the horrible sight has witnessed; it was too much and so she grips the rails, getting ready to climb up onto it not until a pair of arms pulled her away from the bridge, thrashing desperately out of the arms of whoever tries to stop her from taking her life away.

"Chaewon! Stop!" The brown-haired boy exclaimed desperately as he tried to keep Chaewon in place.

—

'I hope you are there now with unnie, EJ.' you thought as you softly stroke the boy's hair who was still crying.

The love of your life, your first love, the love that had provided you comfort and home in your winter months, something you appreciated with your whole heart and soul. He held you within his arms like you were so innocent and so fragile, and so you happily returned the favor.

So beautiful and so innocent, so helpless and so fragile that if you let it go, it would break and disappear into the air, almost as if it was like an angel whose wings were mercilessly rip away from him.. But almost it was, almost, almost..

Almost.

Since the beautiful angel letting out tears of pain in the comfort of your shoulders right now was none other than a fallen angel.

And your eyes that was filled with love a few mins ago are now replaced with hatred. Eyes narrowing contrary to the gentle strokes of your other hand on his arm, sighing through your nose as your lips curved into a sweet smile.

'Did you really think I'm that dumb to believe you?'

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