#even if we don't exactly know each other feel free! i won't push strangers away and anon is on as well if you're shy

[dye-it-rouge-et-noir]

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[ifidiedinadream]

not a request per se but you can use it as one if you want, but feel free to just read it as a horny anon if you get other ones too. but i just need aleksi to take me to a sex club, tie my hands to a table and blindfold me and then just keep running his hands through my hair while he lets strangers (or friends? who knows, I can't see them) fuck me and use me while he reminds me to be good and how well I'm doing for him. the night can end however he wants, either him fucking me there on the table too or eating me out to make me moan and beg in front of strangers, or he can take me home and we can have slow sex there too. or shower sex. or kitchen counter sex, but I'm not going to sleep before we've had sex.

writing this was exactly what i needed today. also ive never written a fic this fast (only took a little over two hours??)

hope you enjoy!

cw: bdsm, public humiliation, but it's also fluffy (more content warnings on ao3)

Aleksi ties you to the table before he blindfolds you. 

You're still clothed, but you know it won't be for long. Your miniskirt does nothing to cover you when your legs are spread, held up in the air by a specific device. There's a crowd around you, some faces are known (Aleksi's friends), others aren't. You look around with a mixture of excitement and fear. When your ankles are secured to the device, Aleksi goes behind you, wraps a silky black piece of fabric around your head, and tells you to be good. 

You don't see what happens next. The air is suddenly dense, stale, and the sound of people (utterances, steps, breathing) is louder. The hand in your hair (Aleksi's) is grounding, and you focus on its soothing movements for as long as you can. 

Then a hand (definitely not Aleksi's) is pushing your panties to the side. 

"Hush," Aleksi says when you yelp, lips close to your ear. "Let them have their fun." 

The hand is massaging your clit, then someone else's hand joins the first and it's not necessarily amicable. The second hand shoos the first one away after a brief fight, and the touch is now different, with two or three fingers now pressing lightly on your clit, moving in circular motion. You throw your head back. It lands on Aleksi's collarbone; his firm body is behind you, you might not be able to see it but his smell is unmistakable. 

Another hand (maybe the one that lost the battle, maybe an entirely new one) is pushing a finger inside you, in and out. It's long and it turns cold at some point so it must be wearing a ring. You saw Joel among the crowd earlier. You hope it's him. 

A finger turns into two fingers and you're moaning, pressing your head back against Aleksi's chest. He's caressing your hair and face and your eyes flutter behind the blindfold. 

"Ale..." 

"Shh, I'm here," he coos and it reverberates in his chest. "You're doing so well for these gentlemen." 

"Am I doing well for you?" 

Before Aleksi can answer, the hands stop touching you. Someone else comes along and, with both hands, with brutal force, tears the fabric of your panties in two. You sure hope it's Tommi - the presence you perceive between your legs is huge after all, and even if it's not Tommi, you'll pretend it is. 

There's the tip of a cock at your entrance. You hold your breath, chest taut, but then someone else's hands (from behind you, on the other side of Aleksi) are on your breast and the touch makes you exhale. You're wearing a thin shirt and no bra, the nipple is found easily, and when the guy (Olli? Robin?) pinches it, it goes straight to your core. 

The cock enters you. It's fucking huge and at this point you refuse to believe it can be anyone but Tommi. It starts fucking you fast, like you're nothing but a worthless whore, and the pleasure inside you builds up the same way it does when Aleksi uses a g-spot vibrator one you at the highest setting: it begins like a gentle hum high in your stomach, spreading and getting deeper by the second. Someone has lifted your shirt, and now you have a hand on each breast. It's two different kinds of touch. 

"Someone's filming, you know?" Aleksi says, his voice too calm and controlled for the situation. "They're taking close up of your body where they like it the most. They're filming their hands touching you. They're filming Tommi's cock fucking you right now." 

You knew it. 

"It's so fucking hot, baby, I can't even describe it," Aleksi continues, "I'm gonna have to fuck you so good later. I won't be able to control myself." 

Aleksi shifts behind you. He's pulling away, but you don't want to lose his touch, so you try to follow him, stretching out on the table. You're lying down now, your head on Aleksi's thigh, and his gentle hand is guiding your face to the side. Your lips encounter the tip of a cock. You lick it. 

"Oh fuck," you hear, and it's not whatever guy you have in your mouth, it's Aleksi above you. You try to take the dick in further, but Tommi fucking you like a jackhammer is making it hard. You come before you can take the blowjob too seriously, whole body writhing even if it's restrained, Aleksi's hand carding through your hair calmly as you moan out loud. Someone spills their load onto your tits. Someone shoves a finger in your mouth and it's coated in cum. You believe it's Tommi who's coming onto your mons pubis right now. 

Everything happens fast. You don't know if you're entirely there when it ends. When Aleksi takes off your blindfold, everyone has already left, and your body is clean. You have no panties but the shirt is back in its place. You're sore. Aleksi unties you and you stretch your legs. He holds you tightly for a while, telling you you were perfect for everyone but most importantly for him. You leave the club when you tell him you're ready to go. He has a hand on your thigh for the whole drive back. 

"Baby," you say once you're home, and it's the first coherent thought that forms in your brain since the scene at the club. "You said you'd fuck me. You wouldn't leave me unfucked now, would you? I need you." 

"Of course not, angel." Aleksi tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, looking lovingly into your eyes. "I'm here. If it's sex you need, I'll give it to you." 

"I need you to reclaim me. I need to feel yours again." 

Aleksi kisses you then. It's slow and languid with his hands holding your waist. The anticipation you feel is different from the one at the club. That one was filthy, urgent, violent, scorching hot. This time you feel safe and loved. The contrast makes it feel even sweeter. 

Aleksi takes you to the kitchen, the closest room. You sit on the counter, never breaking the kiss. You don't have panties on, so when he grinds against you, you feel the roughness of his jeans directly on your clit and it makes you see stars. 

"You were so fucking good," Aleksi reiterates, breath hot on your lips, "the hottest thing I've ever seen. I'm sure you're everyone's fantasy now, if you weren't already. I can imagine my bandmates watching the videos they took when we're on tour again, touching themselves and trying to be subtle, and for some reason this thought drives me crazy." 

"Why?" you ask while Aleksi takes himself out, his large, familiar cock hard as hell just a couple of centimeters from your entrance. 

"Because you're mine. They all want you, but you're mine, and they can't change that. It strokes my ego. And look how fucking hard it makes me." 

Aleksi waits so you can feel him in your hand, stroking him slowly, feeling all the veins and the wetness on the tip. Then he pulls you closer, the side of his nose touching yours, and pushes deep inside you, eliciting a weak moan out of you. You wrap your legs around the small of his back, holding him close with your arms around his spine. You enjoy the feeling of fullness, the love. He kisses you slowly. Only after a while does he start pounding into you, not hard and not fast, watching your face as he does. 

"I love you," he breathes out in between thrusts, "this goes beyond the way we have fun, the clubs, the others. I love you more than anything and it's all about you and me." 

You nod. You never once doubted his love for you, but after intense nights like this, it's always nice to be reminded of it. You pull him closer, chests and stomachs flush to one another, and you bury your face in his soft, wood and whiskey scented neck. His pace increases, and you're still sore but it's hardly an issue. You come after a while, trembling, digging your nails into the skin of his back, your moans coming out muffled with your mouth pressed to his neck. He comes some moments later, spilling inside you, and he pulls you closer to him as he does. 

You feel so happy. So in love. So loved. 

When it's over, Aleksi takes you to the bathroom to have a bath together and cuddle some more. And when you finally make it to bed, he makes sweet love to you for one last time before you finally drift off to sleep.

[fayeimara]

Kuroo Tetsuro || Freefall

*Song Scenario | Inspired by Devil Eyes by Hippie Sabotage*

PAIRING. Kuroo Tetsuro x you

GENRE. Fluff

WARNINGS. Suggestive content

The breeze shifts through and lifts your hair, cooling the surface of your body from the midsummer heat, as you stand at the peak of the bluffs and stare down into the dark, seemingly eerie depths of the bay. Joyful squeals and deep hollers echo around you, an erratic staccato from both your group and another, at times torn away with the wind.

"Scared?" The amused mono-syllabic question tears you away from your contemplation and you lock eyes with one of the boys from the other group, his golden gaze searing into yours, somehow more scorching than the sun high in the sky above you.

"Not exactly." You tilt your head back and close your eyes before you answer with what you know he just may never understand, "Just working myself up."

He laughs a little, but it's not mocking.. or confused, it's actually appreciative like he's already caught your vibe, "You're building the apprehension."

Your eyes pop open and slide over to him again in surprise, "Exactly."

"More of an adrenaline rush with the anticipation, the deeper you psyche yourself out."

"Before letting go and freefalling."

"Wow." He definitely sounds appreciative and his unusual gemlike eyes are burning with a curious desire, "Can I join you?"

You finally smile then, just a curl of your lips up, and tilt your head in a silent answer.

The two of you stand at the edge and look over, enjoying the sharp tug of the breeze, even when it threatens to shove you over without your choice in the matter. Studying the churning water below and savouring the sounds of excitement emanating from your friends behind you as people inconsistently dive in. Allowing it all to weave together and spiral into the most natural high.

"Kuroooo!" You're startled as a tan, black and whited haired blur passes just by you, breaking your balance and threatening to drag you over with him.

The guy next to you grabs your elbow to steady you, heat from his hand curling into your skin, as he laughs at his exuberant friend who literally hurls himself off the cliff, jumping incredibly high and reaching a near impossible peak before he begins to drop in.

You can't help but laugh too, because that was just beautiful to see, and then take a deep, smiling breath before looking over to the boy called Kuroo and state, "I'm ready to fall."

His eyes widen at your choice of words but you just smirk and back up for your own approach. Your friends get louder, calling out your name and cheering you on as a wide grin takes over your previous unreadable face.

You take two steps only to find your way blocked by the towering stranger, "You said I could join you."

"Yeah, for the buildup..?" You blink in confusion but he's already prepared with his counter as if he expected your response.

"Will you let me 'fall' with you? Just say jump and I won't even ask how high." He grins unabashedly and you twist your lips to try and hide your answering smile.

"I'm not holding hands with you or anything." You concede with a shrug even as you narrow your eyes on him. But he just laughs before leaning in and trapping you in that mesmerizing gaze again, this time too close to escape with force of will alone.

"Who said I'd hold you while you fell?" His voice is low and teasing.

You roll your eyes and cut back, "Not you, I guess, asking a complete stranger if you can fall with her."

"A completely gorgeous stranger, sure." His sly grin sends another rush of heat through you, as if you weren't close to a heat stroke anyways.

"Right. And I'm still supposed to believe you don't want to hold my hand when we fall, like some cheesy meet-cute."

"Bold of you to call this a meet-cute."

"Isn't it, though?" You raise an eyebrow in challenge, "But what will we tell the kids? Daddy didn't let mommy jump so she pushed him in, I guess."

He does blush then, even while he's laughing in complete awe and amusement at your provocative banter; he's a stunning sight to behold, for sure. Regardless, you smirk in victory as he swallows and runs a hand through his hair, responding, "Sure, let's save that for the next story though. I want be able to tell them we chose to dive right in together first."

"You can tell them that," You shake your head at his flirting and sidestep, starting your run to the edge and calling over your shoulder, "-if you manage to keep up!"

You vault into the open air on your last word, eyes and grin wide as you're momentarily suspended before the breeze turns into a gale force and you're really falling through the space. The water rushes up to you at an unbelievably pace and you slap your hand over the lower half of your face, but just before you close your eyes, you see red shorts and raven-hair drop into the water beside you. And then you're engulfed too, shooting down and opening your eyes to look into the murky nothingness.

Using both your hands to propel yourself up, you finally break through the surface of the water, pushing your hair back and gasping with laughter, and meet eyes with the previously bedheaded boy who's surfaced just in front of you with his hair finally tamed down with the water.

The two of you are so close, you're brushing against each other as you tread but you're both laughing and paying it no mind. No, you're more struck by the way his arm flexes as he moves his hand up to slick his hair back, and the unruly dark strands that escape his attempt and fall back over his right side. Your eyes trace the drops of water as they tip off the ends to grace his cheeks and caress down over his face, neck, and finally chest before rejoining all the other drops that come together and create the bay.

You're so busy observing him, you miss how he watches you in return. He's captivated by the swirling locks of your hair, curling as if they're melting into the ripples of water around you. He can't help but be caught in the curve of your lips as you hold that curious, small smile, the one he saw peek out as he studied you earlier, before making the move to approach the beautiful girl lost in a thrall to the water below her.

He traces his gaze over that smile, wondering how he can continue to entice it forward, along with that beguiling look in your eye, the one that answers the call to adventure with an irresistible sparkle. He's staring directly into your eyes, seemingly lost in his own thoughts, when you finally pull your gaze back to him.

There's a moment of easy silence, spent with mutual, secret smiles and an undeniable connection, before you finally make the move to break away. As you start to swim back towards the sandy shore next to the outcropping of the bluffs, he moves as well, to keep pace next to you, and declares, "Looks like I get to tell the kids how much I liked falling in with you."

You hope you got enough sun on your cheeks today to cover the certain blush at his words. He's definitely a cheeky, persistent one. You don't respond as you reach the shore and he extends a hand out to help you against the current of the waves lapping back and forth from the sand, threatening to drag you with it. You curl your fingers into his with butterflies lifting off somewhere inside as he tugs you forward, but you stumble into him instead, your hand finding his bare chest for balance.

Oh.

Your blush deepens and you can't help but look up in that embarrassing moment to find him looking down at you with a wicked sparkle in those golden eyes and a knowing smirk that remains long after you move your hand and step away, feet sinking into warm grains of sand.

"Well, at this point, I guess we might as well hold hands on the next one." His tone is light and teasing, but still he gives you an out so you look back at him in amusement and he manages a cavalier shrug, trailing behind you as you both head for the path back up to the bluffs, "For the kids, you know."

You decide you've been at a little more of a disadvantage in this game between the two of you and throw back, "But I never promised I'd hold you when you fell?"

"Aw, that's just mean, Kitten. Didn't I just save you from the waves?" His voice is teasing but you refuse to blush at the mention of that too recent intimate moment.

"Says the guy that literally told me the same thing not even ten minutes ago."

You both reach the top before he answers and when he does, it sets off a warmth incomparable to the sun, a warmth you realizing you've been wrapped in and enjoying since his very first word to you.

"I might not always hold you as you fall, you may not even want me to." You feel his warm, callused hand slip into yours as he speaks, moving up beside you again as you both begin to walk back your groups, "But if you let me fall by your side, I swear I'll always be there to catch you."

A/N: I need to figure out how to format these posts :( Anyways, I don't know how I feel about this one either, but I hope you guys enjoy it :) <3

If you liked reading this and decide you want more Kuroo (or Haikyuu boys in general), feel free to check out my Meant To Be SMAU series!

© 2021 fayeimara. All rights reserved. Please do not repost, modify, or claim as yours.

[hwauas]

🕊️: "the lost prince" (7)

park seonghwa (박성화) - 2,949 words

“are you sure this is what you want?”

you asked Seonghwa with a little bit of worries in your eyes.

“i am. please.. i'm asking you one more time.. can you do this for me?”

“if that's what you want, i will.”

you took a deep breath. you were looking at your reflection in the mirror in the modest bathroom of Seonghwa's room. you were so nervous that you were a little bit pale, and shaking.

earlier today, you both got a mysterious letter. the bottom was signed by only a first name: Park. and as you both read the whole letter, you discovered it was someone who wanted to meet Seonghwa. your boyfriend was sure it was all about this family thing, that’s why he asked you to go and meet this person instead of him, in his name.

You couldn’t let him in this situation. you accepted. you had to meet this person for him.

“you’ll be alright, honey?”

you asked with the softest tone ever. you were feeling a little bit bad for letting him alone here, when you promised you would stay by his side as much as possible.

“i will, y/n. don’t worry about me, okay?”

your boyfriend gently pulled a strand of hair behind your ear, and kissed your forehead.

“you promise to stay safe..?”

“i promise, Hwa.”

Seonghwa told you he would meet this person only if you found out he had something to do with his family. it was a way for him to protect himself, a way for him to select who would approach him.

you were understanding of course his decision, and you respected it. you agreed to meet them first to judge whether it was interesting for Seonghwa to meet the stranger, or not.

you left the hospital a little bit earlier to have time to do a quick step to your place to change your clothes. you wanted to be a little more presentable for this person if you ever find out he or she is a relative to Seonghwa.

even though Seonghwa tried to reassure you, you still felt a little bit guilty for leaving him now, when you promised you would stay by his side, just as he wanted and needed.

when you felt like it was the right moment for you, you left your place. you walked up to the address which was mentioned in the letter. it was a beautiful park in the middle of the city. a huge space, with various plants and a multitude of trees around. the park was like a free time, a little break, in the middle of the euphoria of the city, in the middle of the tumult of the city.

alongside a path in the middle of the park, on a bench, a man was standing there, looking afar. the only indication you’ve got on the letter was that the person would wear a red scarf. and the man caught your attention because of this red scarf.

you approached the man, a little bit shy. you bowed in front of him, and showed him the letter.

“are you the one who sent this to Seonghwa?”

“i am. did you come here instead of him?”

“yes. i’m his girlfriend/boyfriend. he’s trying to protect himself in this tough step his going through. i’m here to meet you and maybe in the future, you will both meet.”

you sat next to the man, on the bench. you weren’t looking at him too much, but you did enough to know what the man was looking like. looking at both your shoulders, you could say he was taller than you. he had beautiful brown hair, pushed back with some gel. the few wrinkles were showing he was quite old already, and experienced a lot in his life already. you had the impression you’ve seen these eyes already in the past, but you didn’t know where, or when.

“how is he?”

the man was looking straight in front of him. you couldn’t say of it was because he felt awkward, was disappointed because you came instead of your boyfriend, or because of something else.

“he’s good, i guess. a little bit lost since he lost the only family he had. he was thankful when i recognise the woman he grew up with at the police station. he felt truly betrayed, and it was a way for him to move on. but now, he is quiet… anxious. i helped him by searching a few trails to find his family. his real parents. and i think, and the policemen too, he may be the lost prince. he’s very anxious about this.”

“he is? why? is there a reason?”

“he and i are very close to each other since the day we met. and we’re both madly in love with each other, even though things are official since days only. we’re not ready to leave each other if our worlds are indeed tgis different, and we don’t want to be ready to do that. a woman came yesterday and told us that even though our worlds may be different, we can stay together. it was as if she knew what she was talking about. but i’ve never seen a prince dating a random person, not even at a high level, with any title.”

“and you? what do you think about that?”

“i don’t know. i do want him to find his family, to find his relatives and to be happy with them. but am i ready to let him go for this? i have no idea… i honestly don’t think so…”

“i’m sure his parents, whoever they are, will understand your situation, will respect and so tolerate your relationship. i can already feel how much you love him, and how much you’re doing your best for him to be happy. you’re even looking after his family when you’re not ready to let him go. this is a beautiful proof of your love for him.”

“thank you.”

you weakly smiled, looking down at your feet.

“may i ask… for your name?”

“oh yes, sorry, i didn’t introduce myself. i’m y/n.’

“nice to meet you, y/n. i’m Chulmoo. Park Chulmoo.”

you both stayed quiet for a moment. it was a moment for you to think about what you talked about. they both said the same, and asked you both to stay positive. as if they knew his parents would no matter what accept you, your relationship with him.

maybe because it was clear for them both. but it wasn't for you. why would it be that clear for you they won't break you both apart? maybe because they both may have the sense of family and they wouldn't do this to their child, but so far, nothing was showing whether they were his parents or not.

“and now.. where is Seonghwa?”

the man broke the silence. for the first time, he was looking at you. his eyes were showing off worries.

“he's in the hospital. this is why we learnt her so-called mother was an impostor. because her papers weren't valid.”

“this will make things easier then”

“easier? what do you mean?”

“take this. and ask them to use their labs to do a DNA test with what's in this envelope.”

the man gave you a big brown envelope, and a little white envelope.

“and if they don’t agree, or say anything, give them the white one too. but do not open the white envelope if they don’t need it. just throw it away.”

you took both envelopes, a little bit confused. you even looked multiple times at the envelopes and the man’s eyes.

“aaand.. is there anything i needa say when i give them the envelope?”

“just tell them it’s for a DNA test, for Seonghwa.”

you looked down to the brown envelope, the one that should have the DNA samples in it. the answer was maybe be here. the answer was maybe between your hands. the answer you were looking for since days now. the answer that could give your boyfriend back his family.

your eyes landed on the man while he was looking afar, at nothing precisely.

“and.. for the answer..?”

“they'll know where to send it. don't worry about this. all you have to do, is to give this envelope to someone in the hospital to do the DNA test.”

“i will. you can count on me sir.”

your eyes were almost shining. all you fears left your body and mind, and the only thing that mattered was the answer you could have, and the family waiting for Seonghwa, somewhere in the country.

“can i.. go now? to give them now? or do you have anything else you'd like to talk about?”

“i don't know what you're still doing here. ah.. youth..”

the man giggled. this is exactly what you needed to know he was joking.

“fly. we'll meet again soon. i'm sure.”

you bowed respectfully to thank the man, and to say goodbye. but as you were enthusiastically leaving, the man called you one last time.

“y/n. one last thing.”

the man removed his red scarf, and gave it to you.

“give it to Seonghwa. and please… take care of him.”

“i will. thank you for everything. this may be very helpful.”

you bowed once again, and left.

on your way to the hospital, you texted Seonghwa just to tell him you were coming back with a lot of things to say to him. and also to reassure him: you were fine, everything was alright, he didn't have to worry more about you.

you also texted your mom. this meeting went so good, you were forgetting about your worries because all you could think about was Seonghwa and the happiness he would feel to know all this, that you were feeling surprisingly good.

once you reached the hospital, you went straight up to Seonghwa's room. he was sitting on a chair next to the window slightly opened to have some fresh air. you could tell the breeze was fanning over his face because a few strands of hair were slightly moving.

Seonghwa almost immediately turned his face to you, and smiled softly.

“wanna stay here? or going out to walk around the hospital’s garden?”

you approached him. you stayed on your feet, next to him. his head reached your chest, and he softly rested his head against it. his arms also wrapped around your waist to keep you close to him.

“we can go out. but first, i just want a hug.

“my baby is being cuddly..~"

“yeah..”

he kept you close to him for the next five minutes. he was listening to your heartbeat, and you could see how calm he felt to hear this. maybe your little kisses on his forehead, and strokes on his cheek helped him too.

“how was it?”

“it went well. it was a man. Park Chulmoo.”

Seonghwa nodded, and eventually let you go. he stood up, and took some things he needed outside - or didn’t want to let here, without anyone to look at, to be sure they didn’t get stolen.

before you both leave the room, you gave the Seonghwa the scarf the man gave you, and even wrapped it around his neck.

“don’t catch a cold. it’s windy outside.”

you smiled at him, and took his hand to go outside. you took again the two envelopes, knowing you would talk about this outside, and left the room. you closed the door behind you, and waked to the garden.

Seonghwa sniffed the scarf, and frowned. it was your scent, but it was something that wasn’t unknown to him.

“whose scarf is it?”

“the man gave it to me, and asked me to give it to you. why? is there a problem with it?”

“no, not really. it’s just that.. i know it’s not your scent. but this smell.. it’s like i’ve smelled it already in the past. it’s not unknown to me.”

“really? where could you have smelled it?”

“i have no idea.”

you both sat on a bench, quite close to each other. your hands were still linked to each other, and you even intertwined your fingers together. your hands were on his thigh, and the envelopes on your. you were holding them firmly, afraid they may fly away because of the wind.

“i guess you wanna talk to me about these two envelopes. you wouldn’t be holding them this way if not.”

Seonghwa giggles. he knew you pretty well already, and you couldn’t deny it.

“yes, i do.”

you looked down to the envelopes on your laps. the enthusiast side of you was no longer fighting with the sad one - at least, for now.

“the man gave me these two letters. and asked me to give the brown one to someone for the doctors, or at least scientists, to do a DNA test. with you. and he told me to give the white one if it even happens they say anything and don’t accept it.”

you rested your head on his shoulder. you were looking at your hands linked together, and tightened your hold around his.

“but i guess that.. before i give it to them, i have to ask you if you’re okay with it. if you’re okay with taking a DNA test. if the results don’t match, you won’t have to do it again. they’ll keep your DNA, and they’ll compare then. but of course, you have to be okay with giving something for them to have your DNA.”

“if i want to find my family, i have no choice, i guess.”

Seonghwa looked down to the envelopes on your thighs. he had a very little smile on.

“maybe you have the answer on your thighs. it almost sounds… unreal.”

“i know right..”

you started to rub his hand softly with your thumb. you wanted this moment to last forever. to never end.

“are you ready to do this step which may lead us to the truth?”

“i’m scared of a lot of things.. but i’m ready. plus, i don’t really want to stay there until i’m major. i’d like to leave the place before.”

“everything will be alright, Hwa. i promise.”

you both stayed on this bench, a little bit longer. you enjoyed each other’s company in this calm atmosphere. it was all you needed. it was like a break in these rowdy days. a break in the tumult.

you stayed there until the sun started to fall, when you knew Seonghwa would soon have his meal. you both stayed silent almost all the time, but your hearts were communicating together through their beats.

once you both reached Seonghwa’s room, it didn't take too much time for him to have his meal. and again, since the nurse you had a special link with was working tonight, she managed to get you a meal trail. you thanked her, with a bright smile, and ate with your boyfriend.

it was again a silent moment you both shared. but this time, your eyes landing on each other were enough to talk, and say to each other what you weren’t saying out loud, with words.

you never needed much words to talk to each other, and to understand each other. a natural alchemy between you was existing, and it was resulting of a strong bond between you both.

when the nurse came, about half an hour later to take your empty trails, you stopped her. you took the brown envelope. after a quick look at your boyfriend, you approached the woman.

“i received this envelope today from a man.. asked me to give this to someone to take a DNA test. i guess there are samples in it, but Seonghwa’s DNA. he’s okay to take the test.”

“things are working well for you, i see. i’m happy to know you’re having a trail.”

the woman took the brown envelope you were handing her.

“i’ll see what i can do. but since he’s a minor, this can be difficult.”

“about that.. the man also gave me this envelope. he told me if anyone is saying something, i have to give them this envelope. so.. maybe, take it and give it to whoever may help us with this.”

the nurse nodded and, took the second envelope.

“i’ll be back with a DNA test kit then. i’ll need some of your saliva, and a hair.”

Seonghwa nodded. a few minutes later, the nurse was back. you both helped Seonghwa with it: she used a cotton bud to have some of his saliva, and you took a hair. you giggled when he jumped because of the pain, and vigorously massaged his scalp.

“sissy.”

you giggled, and kissed his forehead.

“it’s done now, baby. and this will help us find out who’s your real family.”

you gently kissed him. he kissed you back, letting you know how much he loved you.

you both pulled away when you heard the nurse gasping outside the room, in front of Seonghwa’s hospital room. you looked over to her shape through the door, and frowned.

“is something wrong..?”

Seonghwa and you approached her. you were showing how worried you both were because of her reaction.

“the… what’s in the white envelope… it says it’s a royal order to take the test. and it’s signed with C.King…”

Seonghwa and you looked at each other, with big eyes. you were both shocked. you had a lot of questions in mind.

who was the man? who was it to Seonghwa? how did he get this from if he wasn’t his own letter?

but most importantly: what did that mean?

[cottoncandyjester]

Pink roses (hikaru backstory part one)

Decided to explain hikaru more cause I love him

Warning this story contains: child abuse, heavy talks about incest, talk about sexual themes, toxic relationships

"such clear skin, what a cutie he would be perfect for our movie"

Hikaru kept his head down as he gripped the Lacy pink dress his mother made him wear. He was always dolled up like a little girl his mother said it was to get more people to love him but a part of him knew it was cause he looked adorable like this and older men liked that.

His mother and father were famous both actors and models, his older twin sisters were also gaining popularity for them coming out as transgender. Hikaru's little sister was starting her career as a child actress in movies, as the middle child hikaru was told that he always had to do things he never wanted to. That's how it was, he was told to smile and act cute after all being a star was practically the reason he was born.

"are you ready to start the movie?"

With a shaky nod hikaru nodded before following the men into a back room, what happened next was nothing short of horrific. He watched as his mother counted the large stack of money as they both sat in the back of the black van. With a shaking hand he reached out gripping his mother's arm only for her to coldly push his hand away.

"you didn't make nearly as much as you should have, didn't I tell you that wearing makeup will make them like you more? Guess we just have to try harder tommorow right?" Hikaru gulped harshly before giving his mother a nervous grin before nodding.

Hikaru's family always ignored him unless they needed something, everyone but his brothers they had a sick love for their baby brother. A sick love that shaped hikaru into the person he is, they were four years older than him. Hikaru was ten when their harassment began

"so pretty hika, like a little doll"

"how about you be our dollie? If you let us dress you up then maybe you'll get more attention from mother and father"

Hikaru was basically signing a deal with the devil but it worked, more and more attention was shown his way and he loved every ounce of it, every praise and worship sent him over the moon. He got anything he wanted as long as he smiled pretty during photoshoots and let his brothers have their sadistic fun.

"I want a dog."

"a dog? Oh sweetie dogs are filthy and disgusting"

"I WANT a dog"

Hikaru glared at his father who hated seeing hikaru so upset, how could he say no?plus his birthday was awfully close So the next day they took a drive out hikaru expected them to go to a pet store so he can pick out his furry friend but instead they stopped infront of a house.

"papa, where are we?"

"we're getting you a dog pumpkin, now this dog is very special. You have to train him extra hard even if he cries for you to stop..no matter how human he looks he isn't"

Hikaru was confused but followed his father into the house only to see a family, two boys and a mother. Hikaru didn't really focus on his father speaking or the screaming, instead he walked over to the oldest son and curiously touched him.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds before hikaru's father guided both boys home. Salem was forced to sit on the car floor and hikaru couldn't help but at confusion at his new..pet? He wanted a real dog this was a person granted the person was very pretty looking but they were still a person.

Once home hikaru was allowed to play with his new companion but he wasn't sure exactly what to do, how does one interact in a situation like this? Hikaru sat on his bed while salem sat on the floor in the corner of the room

"what's your name?"

"salem.."

Hikaru gave a small hum before hearing his brothers burst into his room as usual probably to toy with him once more.

"hika, we found a really cute maid outfit we wanna see you in"

"be our pretty catgirl meow meow~"

The two boys stopped and gazed at salem who whined slightly before curling up more out of fear. The two boys were very protective of hikaru so of course a random person in their sweet baby brother's room was a huge no. Yuuta, the older twin was like a wild bull when angry all he knew was rage. With one swift movement he snatched salem up holding him up by the back of his shirt like he was some alleycat.

"so, he finally got you your own dog? Well I suppose it's better than a cat why isn't it leashed up hika?"

"he probably doesnt know what to do..how adorable! This is his first dog"

The second twin was yuuji, he always reminded hikaru of a snake who manipulated everyone to get what he wanted cause he was cute, he usually hid behind yuuta poking his head out from behind his twin and always wearing such an innocent childish expression.

Hikaru stood infront of the boys unsure of how to save this situation, if he defended salem then his family might see him different and that terrified him more than ever. He gulped as he simply tried to mimic his brothers in the way they acted towards strangers or those lower than them

"g-give my mutt back already, he's mine I'll deal with him my way" he stood tall as he tried to seem rough but he wasn't expecting salem to bite but he winced at the sight of yuuta dropping him before kicking the poor boy so hard his back hit the wall

"stupid mutt! Ugh I have a mark! Hika you gonna let that mouth breather do that?" Hikaru glanced over at salem who slowly tried to stand up despite the intense pain throughout his entire body.

"what...should I do?"

This time it was yuuji who spoke up now moving to hug hikaru from behind with a dark grin, he slowly trailed his hands lower and lower...making hikaru feel dirty.

"bad dogs deserve to be beaten and punished, he's not a real human he's a dog in a human costume" hikaru felt his blood run Cold as he stared at the bruised shaking boy in the corner, what did this person do to him to warrant this abuse? Hikaru turned to face his brother only to tense at his cold expression.

"if you protect that thing, I swear we'll make you wish you were dead.. who knows what might happen if mother and father find out you want to make friends with commoners, we helped you so you don't have to do anymore of those scary movies..do you want to go back to that hika?"

Hikaru sucked in a sharp breath as he remembered all those dirty feelings that would go for hours upon hours, he felt like he cracked a little and tears filled his eyes thinking about that horrible horrible moment. "No! Please! No more! I can't do that again!" His blubbering gained both boys attention which resulted them sandwiching him in a hug, he was trapped both mentally and physically.

"be a good boy, we just want to help you"

"there's no one else you can trust hika, now you know what you have to do!"

They released him only to push him towards salem who was once again curled up shaking, the two locked eyes for a few minutes before hikaru closed his eyes tightly and slapped salem across the face as hard as he possibly could only to hear a tiny yelp from the boy. Hikaru slowly opened his eyes only to see salem crying while holding his cheek, the sting feeling hikaru felt reminded him that he went another day free from torment.

Hikaru slowly got more and more used to hitting salem after that, it came a point where he had forgotten why he was smacking him around. It became a point where hikaru became colder and crueler, he was truly acting like a member of the family.

One day hikaru can back from school heartbroken, he went into his room and laid in his bed ignoring salem who slept on the floor. Salem had never heard hikaru cry but the sound made his chest tighten, hikaru soon felt someone nudge him and he sat up only to see salem sitting on his knees in front of the bed.

Hikaru don't know what came over him but he ended up letting salem lay in bed with him that night. The two gazed at each other and it was salem who reached out grasping hikaru's hands and interlacing their fingers together. There was a long silence before hikaru gave a low huff

"salem.. you'll love me forever won't you?"

"yes master!"

Those words were what drove hikaru to press his lips against the male's the kiss definitely got far more intense and before the two knew it they were getting far more intimate, it was definitely a night hikaru couldn't forget but it was also a night that granted the two many consequences.

From the hallway two whispering voices were heard, two very angry and betrayed voices.

"I'll kill that damn mutt for dirtying hikaru!"

"poor hika, he's too innocent to make these choices he needs his big brothers. We should show him just how awful dogs are"

[darth-rainbow]

A Jace x Maia one shot post hook up

"It's that bartender isn't it? The beautiful one?"

"It's nothing serious."

Sure, it might be 'nothing serious' and yet, Jace stood at the entrance of Hunter's Moon, desperately seeking for a single person : Maia. She'd said it meant nothing too. But, really, you can't share the sort of moment they did and not feel something for someone. Jace, felt something for her. It was foreign, and new, and an amber compared to the brasero that had been his love for Clary. Ever consuming, but always burning bright.

Being with Maia, not as a lover, but as friend, had been incredibly entertaining. She was challenging in ways few bothered to be with him. She would bite back, always. And not just a nip, nope. Maia was deadly, powerful, intelligent. If she wanted to bite, she went for the jugular. Jace respected that. He respected someone who respected themselves, who seemed to love themselves even. Perhaps that's what he had felt first for her : admiration. For the woman who faced everything head on, clearly scarred by life too, but still living a much brighter existence that Jace could ever.

Maia was, bright. In a way that made one remember her, even after just a glance. In a way that made it easy to conjure an image of her smile for anyone who bothered trying. In a way that drew eyes to hers. Not because she was particularly loud or attention seeking, but simply because of her energy. She had the aura of someone who knew their self worth and valued it. Not cocky, not boastful. Just aware, inhabiting her body in ways that showed a confidence earned through experience.

Jace grinned, seeing the female walk out of a backdoor and appearing behind the bar. The blond ran his fingers through his hair, before making his way to the first empty stool. "I'll have a beer." He said.

Maia rose an eyebrow, lightly tilting her head to the side. "I didn't know Shadowhunters had lunch breaks." The female simply said, pouring him the ordered drink. "Or that they drank on the job."

"It's my day off." Jace replied.

"You guys get those?" Maia asked. "Isn't saving the world a full time job? And since you spend at least a couple of hours a day just on the hair, you really shouldn't have that much free time."

"Jace scoffed. "It naturally looks that good."

"Sure." She replied with an eye roll. "I mean, if your hair care products are vegan, then maybe yes, it's all natural." The werewolf added, sliding the beer towards the blond, a satisfied smile on his lips.

"Please, like you wake up looking like that." Jace replied, taking ahold of his pint of beer.

"The difference between you and I, Jace, is that I don't pretend I do." Maia replied, before heading towards a customer who'd called for her.

Uncharacteristically, Jace stuck around, sipping on a beer that easily grew warm in his grip. He hadn't really intended to. And he didn't really know what he was expecting or awaiting for, really. She'd said it, yesterday, their stint hadn't mean anything. And yet, he was there wasn't he? At Hunter's Moon, in the middle of the day. The blond rose an eyebrow when Maia slid past the counter, a coat shrugged on her shoulders. "You leavin'?" He asked.

She chuckled, choosing to ask back : "You care?" before actually offering an answer. "Yes, I'm planning to go the library and work on an essay due soon."

Jace rose both eyebrows. "You go to college?" He instantaneously regretting his question, watching the female flinch.

"Online course." Maia gently explained.

"Cool." The blond replied, giving a small nod.

The female smiled, tentative but proud. "Cool." She echoed softly, seemingly testing the word on her tongue. "Indeed." She finally added, in acquiescence. "Huh, anyway, I gatto, gotta," They both chuckled. "Gotta go. I gotta go."

Jace nodded. "Of course, don't let me hold you back." He put five dollars on the counter. "I was on my way out too anyway." The shadowhunter added, standing up. Maia nodded, heading towards the door of the bar, Jace a couple of steps behind her.

The werewolf held the door for the shadowhunter, a perplexed expression on her features. "I know it's not exactly any of my business. But... Day drinking?" She asked. "I'm not judging or anything. It's just new." She gave a small shrug. "And though I might not be your first choice, or even in the list of the choices you'd consider, well, I don't mind listening."

Jace's eyes widened. "Oh no! It's not like that! My life isn't, well," He furrowed his brows. "My life is objectively a mess. I'm not gonna bother denying that. But no more than yesterday I promise. It's just..." The blond chuckled. "It's stupid, really."

Maia furrowed her brows, a certain confusion on her features. "What is?" She inquired, sounding genuinely concerned for a second there.

Jace rubbed the back of his neck. "I didn't, huh, I didn't come to the bar for the beer..." He replied, holding the female's gaze.

Maia blinked, confused for a couple of seconds before the realization dawned on her. "Oh." She said softly. "I..." She wet her bottom lip. "I don't really do meaningless Jace. Last night, it was..."

Maia shook her head. "I don't really know, to be honest. It was so not me..."

"But so utterly you at the same time?" Jace tentatively finished, earning himself a nod from the female. "Yeah I sorta feel the same."

"You feel?" Maia asked, frowning.

"Ouch." Jace said. "But fair. You've been acquainted with my book club after all."

Maia rose an eyebrow. "Is that what you call it? A book club?" She snorted at the euphemism. "Listen, Jace," She drew in a long breath, steeling herself for the declaration she was about to make. "I'm not Clary." Once those words were out, Maia let a short, huff-like exhale before she went on to elaborate : "And I don't want to even try to compare to her. So whatever lingering feelings you feel you have and think I can make disappear because you also happen to feel some fleeting attraction for me, just don't. Please. Spare me."

The blond opened his mouth, ready to retort before closing it, seeing the genuine hurt in the female's heart. It was odd to think, that Simon could break anyone's heart. Because he was the nice guy™. But he had, at the very least, bruised Maia's. And she was right. He still felt something for Clary. But forgetting wasn't what had drawn Jace to Maia. No. She was her own person. Interesting for reasons that had nothing to do with Jace needing to heal and everything to do with the girl's merit.

"Okay." He finally said softly. "Okay, I won't try anything. But please, don't think for a second that your only appeal would have been to help me forget Clary." He clarified. "Maia, you're too great for that. I like you, objectively, as friend, because yes we're friends, don't argue with me now." He chuckled. She grinned. "I like you because you're witty and that makes every single conversation with you funny and entertaining."

"I like you because you never asked anything from me and don't need anything from me. I like you because you respect me enough to call me out on my nonsense. I like you, because you're bright, and kind enough to lend a phone to a shady stranger who looks drenched and hopeless. And you have no idea how much that meant to me back then."

"Just like you have no idea how much it helped to talk to you about my last names changes. Nobody else really asked, or listened. But you, for some reason, you understood that I just desperately wanted a family. So maybe we shouldn't be together because in the long run it might not work out and eventually hurt each other. But I want you, no, I need you, I need you to know, that I would have been in for you. And only, for you."

"Jace," The female said softly.

"What?" The blond asked, daring to take a step closer to her.

"Kiss me." And Jace didn't need to be told twice, his lips just naturally found hers. There was a pull, really. Something magnetic. And yes, they could've pushed each other away, but for some reason, at that very moment, it wasn't friction, but attraction.

[cinaminho]

Mafia Stray: You Attempt to leave them

╰ Group: StrayKids

╰ Genre: Angst

╰ Warnings: Mild Violence ,, not proof read

Request: can you do a mafia!stray kids where you try to leave them? and a when they get jealous?

Plot - this will be before their S/O had warmed up to them and realized they loved them. Whether you can't deal with their annoying ego, attitude, or just plain don't want to be there, you decide to try and make a run for it, there can be no wedding without the bride right? They however, catch you no matter if you'd gotten very far or barely made it to/out the door, obviously they're not thrilled but will they let their rational or irrational side handle it?

Chan 🗝

He had eyes guarding the house while he was away at a cocktail bar conducting business regarding new territory that could make him a great deal of money if he made it a selling ground for his and his father's products, you'd barely been seen by anyone so you doubt anyone would treat you as if you weren't invisible when you passed them by with a small shopping bag of clothes and other things in , you slipped on your dark shades and black coat pulling up the collar to hide your face more as you made your way out the door closing it quietly and down the steps of the large house your eyes shut tightly behind the glasses as you walked past the men, two on each side of the gate that actually lead to your freedom.

You cleared your throat "open the gate." You hoped your tone sounded demanding enough to mask your nervous fear.

The men scanned you, one closest to you leaned a bit closer trying to see behind your glasses which caused you to lean back, they recognized you. "Ms. Y/n, why are you dressed like this?"

You clenched the bag in your hand a bit tighter cursing inside your mind but remaining composed "I'm feeling under the weather, I just have to return these things." You said holding up the bag.

"Return clothes, half eaten food, and deodorant.. In a grocery bag?" Another man chimed in suspicion obvious in his voice.

"Yes." You said all a bit too quickly.

"Well Ms. We could-"

"No thanks, please, open the door." You huffed. The males gave each other a knowing look , but they obliged. Soon you zoomed out but you heard something that made you stop in your tracks, they snitched. "Mr. Bang, we got a runner." Was all you heard before you took flight down the side walk. The sound of tires screeching brought you to a hault as a black charger met you at the corner, you turned the opposite way but His men were right there. You were busted. You let out a defeated whine as you turned back to the car.

Out he came. He stepped out of the drivers side his arm rested on the roof of the car, he looked.. Like he expected you to run.

"I'm honestly surprised you didn't run sooner, good thing I was on my way back."

Woojin 📍

Didn't try to stop you as he knew someone would find you and bring you back, because you see, if Something Woojin had in his possession came up missing he would raise hell until it was found so when word was put out that his S/O had ran away and that anyone who gave them shelter would suffer consequences the entire city went on a rampage trying to find you, and in a little less than 3 hours there was a knock at his door. Calmly getting up from reading his magazine he answered the door and their you were in the grip of two strangers, one male , one female, they pushed you towards him looking wide eyed with fear before dashing off of the property. You fell at his feet once they let you go.

"Come. We need to talk." He said tiredly.

You scoffed as you got to your feet. "If you think I'm going to stop running you're wrong."

Woojin only looked over his shoulder at you. "And if you think I won't break your ankles so that you can't even think to try and escape you're wrong. Now, I said come. We need to talk."

Minho 🔫

Surely you were free once you made it to the drive way being as quiet as you possibly could be opening and closing a car door, you quickly put on your seatbelt, you turned on your phone flashlight looking for your keys once you found them you put them into the ignition and started your vehicle, or tried to. The thing would barely make a noise, it'd start up then stop, you looked to see if you'd ran out of gas but that wasn't the problem, was your battery dead? Great. You let a frustrated growl leave your lips as you leaned your head on the steering wheel, so much for your perfect get away. 2 minutes later a tap on your window jolted you up and you were faced with the person you were trying to escape from himself. Minho. When you left he was fast asleep but he looked as if he'd been up all day no bags under his eyes, not sign of him getting out of bed. He wore a small smile as he signaled for you to roll down your window, you didn't budge though. You quickly tried to start your car again, Minho smacked his lips at your rediculous attempts.

"Y/n honestly you couldn't have tried this in the morning?"

"Move the hell back before I run you over." You yelled from the inside of the car as the window was still the wall between you.

"You're not going anywhere." He stated calmly.

"Really now? Well watch this." You taunted. You try to start the car once more but it still wasn't on your side.

"Y/n why do you think I have you driven around, you're not moving in this." He chuckled. You snappily glared at him "what did you do to it?" You said knowing full and well he'd done something now. Minho reached in his pocket holding up a small piece, your eyes widen , it was your small motor starter. He'd taken it out.

"Now then. Get out, come inside, we'll discuss this as calmly as possible." He smirked.

Changbin 🔗

It was 2 A.M when you got out of bed slickly before grabbing your duffle bag and slipping on some flats tip toeing out the room and down the stairs of the big house. You sat your bag down momentarily to undo all the locks, boy did he have that place sealed shut not a single lock was unlocked. You were having trouble with one as it seemed to be jammed.

"C'mon stupid lock." You whisper yelled.

"Allow me." A deep voice rung.

You froze momentarily before trying harder to get the lock open. With the clicking of you jiggling the lock you didn't notice the sound of The safety on Changbin's gun being removed but heard it loud and clear once it went off, you let out a horrific scream as Changbin shot at the lock you were trying to open, you jerked back ducking and cradling your head. That one shot was all you heard.

"Y/n if you can't hear your fiancee sneak up behind you, how will you survive outside of here?" Changbin spoke. You were shaking and didn't Dare look up. Changbin made his way over to you forcefully yanking you up, his grip made you feel like your circulation was being cut off.

"Face it Beauty, you're not going anywhere without me." He growled viciously.

Hyunjin🗡

He was hurt. He'd never given you a reason to run, atleast he thought he didn't, but of course, you being unhappy was enough it was crazy how you didn't even show any slight sign that you were planning to leave, he didn't understand how he didn't see this coming but he'd heard about it from his friend that worked at a store you'd been in that'd you looked alarmed so he called Hyunjin to see if he knew why you looked stressed, he also mentioned that you asked for directions to a train station which he'd given and now Hyunjin was there waiting in his seat that he knew you were seeing in seeing your belongings there. Once you came back from the restroom you sat down paying no attention to the person beside you who was looking out the window.

"So where exactly where were you escaping to?"

You recognized the voice all too well you quickly shot the man that you were sure was Hyunjin a look he soon looked your way revealing himself to be exactly him. You sprung up from your seat but he grabbed your wrist making you sit. You looked around noticing you two were the only ones there.

"You want to go on a trip then we can but we'll talk about this misunderstanding along the way."

You chuckled "this wasn't a misunderstanding I wanted-"

"You're not leaving me." He spoke sternly looking straight ahead.

Jisung🏹

You left in the middle of the night as he wasn't due back from his mission for a week, you lifted one of the bags over your shoulder as you quickly sped walk down the drive way headed to the nearest bus stop but you seen a car slowly approaching the drive way and without much thought you dove into the bushes dropping the bags which you knew you'd regret that. You waited to see if it was an intruder or your fiancee. You peeked through a few vines as the car lights turned off and the drivers door opened it was dark but the porch light made the figure visible, it was definitely Jisung. You cursed a thousand times under your breathe. He looked to see the bags in front of his car, he sighed heavily before turning to the bushes, you closed your eyes haulting your breathing.

"Y/n in case you didn't know I saw you when I pulled up you're not a very fast runner."

You still stayed quiet.

"By the looks of these bags you're going some where for what appears to be a while." Since he got no response he continued on. "Just let me go." You yelled from the bushes. It got quiet then you heard footsteps that were coming over. You picked up a nearby stick squatting down more but ready to swing.

Jisung opened the bushes making him face to face with you. Your eyes suddenly glossed with tears as you knew you weren't getting anywhere tonight. You still tried to make a run for it pushing him away first but he was hot on your trail soon you felt an arm around your waist and a hand over your mouth. You kicked and screamed kicking him a few good times but his grip remained strong as he dragged you through the yard and unlocked the door forcefully bringing you into the house.

Felix 💉

You weren't sure how long you'd been running as you had a rip in the foot of your stocking, heels in hand, you jumped out the window of a bathroom you were in at a restaurant with Felix, you claimed you had to 'freshen up' and excused yourself but as soon as you got in the restroom you tied your hair up and made an escape you hadn't stopped running yet. That was until your legs started to give out and you collapsed on a nearby park bench. Your heart was beating in your ears it sort of heart, you dropped the heels and sat up on the bench resting your back on the cool surface, leaning your head back looking at the sky you needed to breathe you'd gotten far enough. You were weak your head was pounding from lack of air you groaned.

"Thirsty my love? I brought the Wine."

His deep voice startled you. You looked over to see Felix sitting next to you waving his phone for you too look at and see that he had been tracking you, you looked around trying to see where the chip was.

"It's in that hair clip embedded in a diamond, clever huh?" He grinned. You grumbled snatching the clip from your hand and throwing it off into the distance. Felix Shook his head fakely disappointed.

"I had Jisung make that especially for you."

"You're a maniac let me go!" You barked. "Well now, That'd make me very unhappy if I did and That may be so but you will be my bride." He sneered. You laughed in his face "not if I keep running."

Felix now was inches away from your face "You shouldn't have stopped." He whispered. You furrowed your eyebrows as you heard a slight clink sound and coldness to your wrist, you looked down to see you were handcuffed to the bench, you gasped shooting your other hand over your mouth.

"Now we got all night to sit here and sort this out." He exlaimed.

"I will never give into you there is nothing to be sorted out!" You ywlled through angry tears. They didn't affect Felix though.

"Voluntarily or involuntarily you're coming back with me. Now let's sort this out." He ordered.

[my-imagination-and-other-stuff]

Part 6, ending

You would never think that silent, calm breakfast time could turn into real storm. Artem kept rotating spoon in his cup and you kept looking down like it wasn't annoying. He's spent a lot of time in his room, talking by phone but you wasn't able to hear anything.

- He's leaving. Do you know that?

You gulped, knowing very well what he meant. It would be hypocrisy to act that you didn't understand his question but you only looked up at Artem.

- Melovin. He's moving to Kiev.

- Why do you ask me? You finally spoke.

- He's leaving because something happend between you two, right?

- Why do you think it has anything in common with me?- You asked him, putting out your cutlery with anger.

- Because you're silent like you was hiding something. You don't seem surprised.- Artem said. There was something in his gaze that you couldn't describe. Not really anger or sadness. It was tiring to hide that he wasn't that wrong about it but it was so obvious that he never really trusted you.

- Artem, who do you think I am?! I'm so done with your distrust. You always suspected something, didn't you?- You raised your voice and left kitchen.

- Yes because he seemed to be interested in you from the start. The way he fucking looked at you and your weird reactions when I was joining you! I'm not the only one who noticed it! - He screamed, following you to guest room- How long this was happening?- He suddenly asked you so you turned to him.

- How long- what?!

- When did you stabbed me in a back and started this shit?! - Artem yelled and pushed chair next to him. You've never seen him that angry.

- What the hell are you talking about? I've never cheated on you! He admitted that he has thing for me and left.

- Has a thing? A thing? - He hissed - I'm not a fucking idiot. I know him better than myself. He wouldn't leave his hometown just like that. It must be something serious.

- I didn’t know what he felt about me till he explained why he’s leaving. He was scared to ruin your friendship. I was scared too - You started and moved closer to Artem - Please, don't blame him. He didn't know how to hide how he feels. It wasn't easy for any of us.

- And why do you defend him?

- I don't - You murmured, confused- I just don't want to be a reason of you two fighting.

It was like never before. You felt so far from your boyfriend. The way Artem was looking at you, felt like you were strangers.

- Is he only friend to you?

- Artem..

- It's easy question - He sighed, touching his forehead.

- Whatever I feel know, I don't think we can fix what just failed - You said with tears in your eyes - It's not about Mel anymore. I'm sorry but I'm tired of this. I'm not comfortable in this relationship.

It hurted to say such words out loud. Artem looked at you in silence like he couldn't believe what he heard. You looked down, not being able to stand his face expression.

- What is it? You want to break up? - He asked weakly.

- I just think that I want some time alone. We're mess now - You whispered, tearing you wet cheeks.

- Well, let me make it easier. If you for once thought about Kostya the way he thinks about you, let's stop it right now. Because I won't stand it.

These were the last words that day. You wasn't able to answer because of upcoming tears and Artem left flat very quickly.

***

- Did you manage to come on time? - You heard female voice when you answered phone. You joined queue to big hall. It was so sunny and hot outside.

- Yes. Thank you so much for sharing room, Carmen. It would be so hard to find accommodation in good price. There are so many foreigners who booked rooms before Eurovision.

- You helped me once.. And by the way, are you going to talk to him?

- Hmm.. I don't think it's a good idea.

- Hey, you came to Lisbon to watch him performing. You said you promised him to go when he finally wins preselections - Carmen said with enthusiasm.

- It was year ago and we haven't talked since he moved out. Besides, my ex boyfriend can't see me - You sighed.

- I see. Well, have a good time.

You was so nervous when you entered hudge hall with other Eurovision fans, especially when you waited for Melovin's performance at the end of show. You came closer to group of people with ukrainian flag. You clapped with them when Melovin appeard. It happened so fast. Piano, fire, his voice.

- Oh my God, that's was great! - You shouted and when camera turned to your direction, you realised that you was filmed with the rest of fans.

- Melovin! - some man next to you screamed. After next hour, hosts announced results of second semi final. You kept your fingers crossed, looking on a big screen with your heart beating very fast. That time when they announced Ukraine as another finalist, you run to stairs where all contestants started walking down from. But when you came back to your senses, you stepped out and hid behind group of people. Kostya appeard but he couldn't see you. Neither Artem. You turned to exit but you couldn't stop yourself from watching press conference on screen in main hall.

***

- Hello? - You answered phone in the morning, seeing unknown number on screen.

- Hi - This voice sounded familiar.

- Hi..

- Are you by any chance in Lisbon? I would swear that I've seen you yesterday in a crowd from balcony. I think that I saw you in video after my performance.

- Mel..

- I can't leave rehearsals but please, come today to cafeteria on first floor in hall - He said with soft voice but you wasn't able to speak. It was so unexpected that he was able to notice your in such a big crowd and when he meant to be fully focused on his performance.

- Hello? Are you here? - Kostya asked you.

- Yes.

- Please, come - His voice sounded sad and suddenly you thought it would stupid to reject his invitation.

- Okay.. I'll come. What time?

- I'm free in two hours. Twelve o'clock?

You looked at your watch. It was taking almost an hour by train so you probably had to go out right now. Of course you didn't tell Kostya you wasn't exactly in Lisbon so you said you'd come on time. You checked out hours of departures of trains and prepared your clothes pretty fast. It was almost twelve when you caught a bus from station to another station where stadion was placed.

- Where is he? - You whispered with concern when you didn't see Kostya anywhere in cafeteria. You was twenty minutes late. He didn't answer your call and for some reason you panicked.

- I won't answer phone - You heard behind your back and saw Kostya smiling widely - I left phone in wardrobe so nobody can interrupt us.

- Did you come just now?

- Actually, five minutes ago. But I don't like sitting alone when there's a lot of people around so I walked away - He said, smiling even more - You look great.

Your heart was beating so fast that you wasn't able to feel it in your chest.

- You too.

You both sat at the table and ordered coffe.

- What brings you here? I mean.. what are you even doing here?- He laughed sweetly.

- I visited my friend..- You said uncertainly - Are you good with Artem already?

His face expression changed.

- For few months we didn't talk except work stuff - He answered shortly and leaned to you - Don't worry. It's much better now.

- I was worried that he might give up on being your manager. But he's really professional and.. he's your best friend after all.

- He is.. How long has it been? Over a year?

- Yeah - You sighed- It's good to see you but won't your team be looking for you?

- They actually know I'm here with you. Including Artem.

- He's probably angry now, right? - You said, looking down like you was ashamed.

- He's actually fine with this.

- How can he..- You didn't finish, looking in Kostya's eyes. You missed looking in them You missed the way they were resting on you. You finally noticed what Artem meant by Kostya's gaze being different. You could see how he was looking at you with admiration.

- He knows well that you can't gave up on someone just like that - Kostya said silently. You tried to smile to him but at that moment you was too moved by his words.

- I would like to ask you something and get an honest answer - He added after a while when you was looking at each other- Are you really here because you're visiting friend?

- I actually.. My friend lives in different place in Portugal but I used opportunity to come here when you're performing. I wanted to see you on stage. I promised you. But I didn't expect to talk with you..- You said with heavy voice, feeling that your eyes got teary - I'm really proud of you. You did it. You really did it.

You laughed nervously and you felt Kostya's hand on yours. It seemed so natural that he wanted to comfort you. It always been like that. Both of you felt good in your own company, except some tension when you felt mutual attraction while dating someone else.

- I'm so happy that you came - Kostya said, caressing your hand.

- Me too. Even if.. I shouldn't come here - You said and added quickly, seeing his expression: - But I don't care. I missed you, Kostya.

- Do you mean that..- He didn't finish when he saw that you nodded. You both knew what was the hidden question.

- I know that timing was awful for us but what can I do when I already love you so much?- He suddenly said and made you feel shivers all over your body.

- I'm tired of denying what I feel about you but I'll always be ex of your best friend - You said, reaching for his hand.

- What is now is the most important so don't leave again.

- But how can we show up in front of our friends.. and Artem as a couple?

Kostya looked away with thoughtfulness.

- We will work it out - He said - For now stay with me till final.

- Ok - You whispered.

- What? - He asked you like he wanted to be sure what he heard. You smiled.

- Let's work it out.