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[kiserusmoke]

Can you do a story where MC starts dating Eisuke, Sor, Jumin or Saeran because she feels bad. And as she starts to tell them they are over or as she is gathering courage to break it off, she realizes that she is in love with them.

The Missing Piece

Summary: She knew now that all of her worrying and suffering was in vain, for Soryu was the puzzle piece she didn’t realize her picture was missing.

Mc doubts her relationship with Soryu until she realized there was more to the picture. Ultimate fluff. Also tagging @fromthedeskofelizabeththird since she’s my fave Soryu stan. AO3 Link 

He wasn’t the right man for her. Her mind echoed the thought like a drum, a seemingly endless drone that wore away at her self-esteem until she lay awake that night. Her mind was fighting itself, weighing the pros and cons of continuing their relationship. She pushed the covers off of herself and sat up in bed, the darkness of the room seeming to suffocate her. Her hand found the back of her neck, and she remembers all the times he would kiss her there; soft lips meeting even softer skin in a moment of intimacy. She shook her head, bringing her mind back to the present. 

She deserved stability, her mind reminded her as she thought of all the times she wandered into the Ice Dragon headquarters, seeing the dozens of men that put their life on the line for their leader. She wasn’t naive, she knew their pressed suits and dazzling smiles would return to headquarters later that evening soaked with someone else’s blood. The hands that waved at her and opened her doors were more accustomed to holding guns, tools more suited for pain than a life of service. The fact that so many lives were dedicated to the man she loved gave her a sinking feeling in her chest; she was acutely aware that this was a kingdom that she should never be royalty for. She deserves openness, her mind urged as she recalls a particularly disturbing night with Soryu. She awoke to the sound of the suite door opening, a sound that normally signaled a warm embrace and a kiss to the forehead. Coming out of the bedroom to meet him, she quickly realized this was not one of those nights. A cold, metallic scent radiated off of him and his suit jacket hung awkwardly on his frame. Switching the light on, she could make out the blood that had soaked through his dress shirt. His tie was disheveled and loose, like he had been wretched around by it. Making her way over to him, her hands reached out to touch his bruised face. She felt an unnatural coldness as he pushed her away and shut himself in the bathroom. He didn’t return to their shared bed that night, and she had never felt so far away from him. She deserves understanding, her mind cried at her as she remembered the hushed phone call that tore him from her side the night of their first dinner together in months. Flashing her an apologetic smile, Soryu excused himself to the bedroom to speak in urgent tones to whoever was on the other end of the line. It wasn’t like she could understand the conversation anyway, his steadfast Cantonese revealing that the call was most likely business. She sighed and turned back to the table, watching the candles she lit burn out slowly. His raised tone makes her flinch, her imagination wandering to the darkest of thoughts of bodies being tossed into the sea or rival gangs being targeted. Though he was only a room away, she couldn’t help but feel the distance may as well have been an ocean apart. Coming back to the present, she balled the sheets in her hands and brought them up to her chest. Falling back into the pillows with a sigh, she knew that their differences would be the driving force that pulled them apart. She turned her head slightly to face the empty spot next to her. She knew if she leaned in, she could smell Soryu’s cologne imbedded in the sheets. It was another night alone, the familiar scene becoming all too common between the lovers. She knew it was for the best, as he was meeting with a rival gang leader outside of the city to eliminate the risk that the plan would backfire and she would be targeted. It took a few seconds for the words to work themselves out in her head, but when they did she jolted out of bed with a start. Every action, regardless of how cold or awkward it seemed, was done in her best interest. The thought made her head spin, and she covered her mouth with her hand in shame. She was given stability, she realized as she looked at her moments in the Ice Dragon headquarters with fondness. She was surrounded by men who didn’t have to give her a second look, but they went out of their way to make her feel comfortable. Their dedication to her lover made them trade sneers for charming smiles, to take time out of their day to make small talk when they would normally keep to themselves. She realized that Soryu spoken ahead of time with his men so they would ensure she felt welcome in the mafia headquarters. It was his own form of family, and this was Soryu’s way of making her feel a part of it. The thought of it made tears sting her eyes. She was given openness, her mind corrected her when she thought of that fateful night that he returned battered and bruised. She realized most people wouldn’t even return home, yet Soryu unceremoniously dragged himself back to their shared suite despite knowing she’d be waiting for him. The fact that he likely went out of his way to come home when he had his own residence at the Ice Dragon headquarters meant he trusted her not to judge his state, to show concern instead of disgust for his worn down body. The sight of purple and blue bruises adorning his flesh had disturbed her in the moment, but she thought back at it now with the bittersweet feeling she could only akin to acceptance for the man she loved.

She was given understanding, the thought crept up on her in one final blow. At the time, leaving a rare dinner together to accept a work call seemed like a cheap way to weasel out of a date. She remembers drumming her fingers on the tabletop, the sound mingling with the urgent Cantonese coming from the other room. The feeling of annoyance and the sting of abandonment faded away when he returned to the table with another apologetic smile. He explained the situation, and hearing the name of a particularly dangerous gang escape his lips humbled her once-bruised ego. She was conscious of the fact that his urgent tone was only to protect her, to seal a deal quickly so she wouldn’t become their next target. In an effort to show she understood his behavior, she had reached out and given his hand a soft squeeze. With all of the memories coming back to her in one swift rush, she could only sit on the foot of the bed with her head in her hands. Her fingers wove through her chestnut locks, as if her  fingertips were the only thing rooting her to this moment in time. She knew now that all of her worrying and suffering was in vain, for Soryu was the puzzle piece she didn’t realize her picture was missing. His unconventional career choice and methods for showing his love only made the warmth in her heart spread throughout her body, as if she suddenly contained so much love for him that she would surely burst. Hot tears made their way down her face, but they were not ones of sorrow. She snapped back to the present when she heard the quiet click of the door, the back of her hand quickly wiping the tears from her cheeks.  She sprung from the bed and made her way to the entryway, the familiar sight of Soryu’s tall frame drawing her in like he was the home her heart had been waiting for. “Welcome home” she said softly, her melodic voice reaching his ears and drawing a soft smile on his features. She stretched on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek, drawing her arms around his neck like they were molded to fit there perfectly. He let out a small chuckle as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “You don’t normally greet me at the door, what’s with the change of pace?” he asked with amusement, his features remarkably tender as he looked down at her. She merely smiled in return, her lips finding their way to his for a moment. “I just love you, that’s all” she replied, her voice a whisper for she feared it would break if she spoke any louder. With large hands, he cupped her face in them and brought their lips together again and again, soft pecks turning to slow and languid kisses tinted with passion. She could feel his lips curl into a smile as they parted just enough so he could speak. “I love you, too”.

[chibinekochan]

Chirstmas ski vacation - Zen , Jumin and 707

request from @fr2nc1z  *it not let´s me tag you, so I can only hope that you see this *

I ended with mini fics for them. I hope you enjoy it .

Zen

Your first Christmas together should be something really special.

Away from the press and work stress.

Zen had a white Christmas in his mind.

He always wanted to make a romantic trip like this and you also wanted to get away from everything for a few days.

A Christmas in a small hut seems perfect.

Zen prepares everything for both of you.

He is super excited for the trip, and his energy is really infectious.

You never been in the mountains for skiing and Zen takes it to himself to teach you.

He might be no expert, but he had to learn it for a role and is quite confident that he can teach you.

You are a bit nervous but your excitement over the trip wins.

When you finally arrive a few days before Christmas both of you enjoy the snow a lot.

You build a snowman together and have some hot chocolate.

Zen is really happy to spend some time with just you in this really romantic place.

You enjoy your time a lot, until you see someone with a broken leg.

It was a skiing accident. This really worries you.

Zen does his best to assure you that you will be fine.

But you rather just want to watch for a while. Zen not wants to force you and just shows some of his skills off, but also he explains how to ski with minimizing the risk of getting hurt.

You think about it a while and decide to let Zen teach you.

You are still nervous but who could resist his sad eyes when you told him that he can't teach you.

Zen has way too much fun being called teacher and you have fun with Zen being flustered from that.

He manages to teach you the basics and you start to get less afraid.

Zen assures you that he will protect you no matter what.

The day before Christmas you ski for the first time in your life.

Zen films the whole thing and is so proud of you.

You are a bit embarrassed, but you are glad that you made it.

Jumin

To make up for his very busy schedule he promises to make your Christmas together really special.

You would be more than happy to just have him home for a few days, but you always love his surprises too.

This time he surprises you with a trip to a top Star mountain resort.

It's really nice , even when you admit that you never been skiing before but somehow always wanted to try it.

Jumin takes it upon himself to make that small wish come true.

He books the best skiing coach for you.

Sadly the trainer is so used to train professionals that you feel really not good with him.

He makes you feel terrible, and you start to get scared to fail.

Jumin sees how uncomfortable you are and he wants to hire a new teacher.

You lost all confidence at this point and just want to spend time with Jumin.

He is fully fine with that, but he also feels like it's his fault that you now became afraid of skiing.

You assure him it's just because you feel like you will be never able to do it.

The trainer had only harsh words for you after all. Jumin completely disagrees with that. He decides to teach you instead of hiring someone. After a bit of convincing you agree.

Jumin does a way better job to explain you everything and only corrects you when you have issues.

You get the jist of it really fast and Jumin is so proud when you ski for the first time.

Your smile made it all worth it.

He even took a not blurry picture of you skiing.

Jumin and you spend the rest of the vacation skiing and spending every second together.

707

Christmas never was something he would celebrate. Even with you their just so much bad things connected to the holiday for him, it's not a big deal for you. You always enjoyed Christmas but you know it's not easy for him. So you decide to just make a trip over the holidays with him. After some thinking where to go you choose a snow resort. They have this really awesome icehotel that he wanted to visit anyways and you really love the idea. Spending time with you away from everything is ever something that he enjoys. The first thing you do once you are there is a snowball war, he builds a snow ford and everything. You still manage to get him with building a snow creature and then sneaking up on him. He then calls a truce and you both warm up with some hot chocolate. He also really wants to ski and to show off his snowboard skills. You are not so sure about that. All you connect with skiing are accidents, and you are not really sure if you want to risk that. Of course, he not wants you to do something if you are not up to it, but it's just so much fun to him and he wants to share that.

He does his best to make you feel safe, he even says he would put a inflatable castle at the bottom of the hill. That way it will be super safe for you. You not really want that, even when the idea makes you laugh.

He then offers you to teach you how to ski probably and to make sure you not get injured.

You decide to try it at least and as promised he teaches you everything you need to know.

You are still a bit nervous but you manage to ski and it makes him really proud.

You get a bit more secure during your trip and he promises to teach you how to snowboard next time you come.

You definitely can't wait.

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