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xxktnexx · 27 days

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PREVIEWS CHAPTER

Chapter 4 - I Did It Better

Chapter 5 - Fear of Love

You wanted to cry because of how cornered you felt.

And the worse part? Chanyeol isn't helping you one beat.

What's his deal?!

"You left together to send the twins home? So...." Baekhyun open his mouth again.

You gulp, bracing yourself in whatever stupidity that Baekhyun will blurt out.

"Did you see the girl Chanyeol was with?" He asked in excitement.

I love you BYUN BAEKHYUN!!!!!

You play neutral and shrug. "I didn't."

"That's unfortunate." They all mumble after the other.

Wow, was your relationship with Chanyeol that severe that they immediately toss you out of the choices.

Especially the twins. It seems like the comment they made last night, which was the cause of all of this, was only made out of drunkenness.

They were so convince that you really wanted to strangle them both.

But it was yours and Chanyeol's fault for taking the bet seriously.

You eyed Chanyeol who only chuckled on how stupid your friends are and shook his head.

You glared at him for not helping you which he returned with a grin.

Now you're really considered killing him.

The gang started to talk animatedly and they were also getting drunk but you still haven't spotted Kyungsoo.

For all you know, he's fucking someone at the moment.

Baekhyun who's in your right side was starting to get drown on the alcohol too and now started flirting with you.

Well, that's not new.

He was always a flirt.

Usually you would be flicking his forehead or pulling his hair, but you just let him this time because of unconsciously saving you from earlier.

He put his arm around your shoulder and whisper some words that made you chuckle.

You were having a good time with Baekhyun when you felt a very intense stare that would probably drill a hole through your head.

You whip your attention around to catch whoever it is but to no avail you saw no one.

Everyone was talking with someone else, even Chanyeol is talking to Suho.

It made you frown. Who could that be?

"Y/N what do you think our baby would be like if we end up together?" Baekhyun asked.

You laugh at the question. "Maybe psychotic."

"Don't say that." He whine but a smirk replaced it soon after. "But you really did consider having my baby." Baekhyun grin from ear to ear.

"Yeah sure." You played along with him.

"He or she will probably have your ashy platinum blonde and will have my features."

"Why do I only get the hair?"

"Then if he's a boy, he'll have your dick." You both laugh on your own jokes.

Baekhyun snake his arm around you and placed his head on your shoulder. "That's a promise. Your first born would be mine." He mumble under his breath.

You shook your head.

This guy is really getting drunk.

You're sure he won't remember anything he said for tonight when morning comes.

All of you jump on your seat when Chanyeol's glass fell over. Even Baekhyun sat up in a daze.

He probably doze off while leaning onto you.

"Sorry. Hand slip." Chanyeol just shrug and began talking again with Suho.

"Oh! I like that music." Sehun blurted out. "Dance with me Y/N."

"Not in the mood." You shortly said.

Even Baekhyun snake his arms around you in a protective hug. "No! Don't take her away from me. I'm sleepy."

"What am I? A pillow?" Your brow rose at him.

Baekhyun didn't respond and just dove his head on the crook of your neck, mumbling some incoherent words.

"You alcohol-intolerant bastard. Go look for a cradle or something. I'm borrowing the lady." Sehun push Baekhyun's head making the older guy slam on the soft foam behind him.

Sehun immediately pulled you on your feet and lead you to the dance floor, leaving Baekhyun unable to protest.

"Geez Oh Sehun, I told you I'm not in the mood. Why didn't you just choose any other girl to dance with?" You asked as Sehun started to dance.

"I don't feel like taking another partner other than what I have on hand. And besides no one can hold a candle against you guys here."

"Then why me? Why don't you just drag one of the twins instead?" You said in cross arms still not moving.

"You knew how those two sucks on their feet. Unlike you. Your the best dancing partner for me." Sehun grin from ear to ear.

"Come on. It's not like you hate dancing with me." He added and turn you around to sway you along with him.

You roll your eyes but still gave in.

That was true. You like dancing with any of the guys (not like you've tried dancing with Chanyeol).

They always move beautifully. They know how to sway their body against yours and most especially, they keep unwanted strangers away from you.

Plus their handsome features always gain you envious glare from other females.

You secretly take pleasure on that.

You started to sway on the beat with Sehun behind your back. The two of you were just having fun.

He was keeping you close with his hands just above your hip bone.

Closing your eyes, you let yourself into the music. A smile never left your lips. Sweats starts to form on both of your skins but you really don't mind.

Sehun roll his hips and so did you just matching the movement to the music.

But everything turn sour when you open your eyes.

Almost immediately, your eyes zoom in to Chanyeol who was intently looking at you.

He was still talking with Suho but his eyes was on you and it looks like it was there from the very beginning.

His eyes were dark like he was ready to snap anyone's neck.

Face contract in a slight frown and his hand tighten around his glass.

You suddenly wanted to do something bad to irritate the giant man who can't keep his eyes off of you. Then you had a good idea, making you smirk.

You took Sehun's arm and snake it around your body, just bellow your breast.

Sehun lean in and put his chin over your shoulder.

You saw how Chanyeol's jaw clench in tension but nevertheless you have to stop yourself from laughing.

Your loving how you can draw such kind of reaction from him.

"I'm gonna get myself killed." Sehun suddenly whisper on your ear.

"And why is that?" Your eyes grew.

Did Sehun saw it? Were our actions too obvious? Did he notice and figure that something was up?

"I don't know. I just really think that someone would jump and strangle me to death if I won't stop whatever I'm doing now." He said.

You turn your head to his direction and figure out that he had his eyes close in contentment.

A chuckle escape your lips and reach out to ruffle his hair.

"Come on. We all know you only love me as a sister."

"Well, that can really change if left unguarded." He chuckled.

You lightly slap his arm. "Stop joking around brat. Let's go back to our table."

He nod and pull you again, leading the way back to the table. When you got back to your previews seats you saw that Baekhyun was already face flat on coach.

Snoring his butt silently. You pick his head lightly before placing a pillow under his head.

What a big baby.

Kai was not on his seat.

Chanyeol was also not there when you arrived.

Kyungsoo was still not on sight.

Suho was talking to Sehun now and the twin was probably dancing on the floor.

"Guys, watch over Baek and my things. And please spot where the twins are. We don't want some human eyes figuring us out." I said when I stood up again.

"Where you going?" Suho asked.

"Rooftop. Just need some air."

They both nodded and you left them as they resume talking to each other.

You went out on the back door and looked at the flocks of stairs.

It was a four story building and you did not bother on climbing each one of the stairs. Rather you leap from one floor to the other, the music slowly decreasing behind you.

You needed the air that badly.

When you arrived at the top, the place was somehow dark but that would never be an issue to someone like you.

Darkness is a demon's playground.

You went into the railing and look at the busy people down the pavement. The night is still on its peak, no wonder that the streets are still quiet lively.

You inhale the delicious air and let it out with a sigh.

Now is the best time to think about what is happening to you.

Specifically in what you're currently feeling towards Chanyeol.

You would admit it in pure heart now.

He's attracting you more than you shows and now you're starting to reevaluate this whole dilemma.

Did you really hate Chanyeol?

Yes I did. It was not really because of what happened when we were kids but more of how his actions are in between. Cocky. Sarcastic. Evilness at its maximum.

You hate the whole scenario that resulted to this and unfortunately it got him into it.

Next. Did you have feelings for him before?

Now thinking about it, you remembered having feelings for him when your just a child. Not the usual crush thing where you like him because he's cute but more of admiring him because of how he do things.

Chanyeol was already talented since before and that's what you loved about him.

Most especially was his enthusiasm. He was always the happy kid. Always having the goofy grin plastered on his face and a mischievous one when he's pulling a prank.

You remembered the innocent blush you would have every time his dimple sank in when he smiles at you.

He looks lovable altogether and that made you smile now.

Yes I did have feeling for him for a very long time.

Did the feelings stop?

It did. After what happened to your brother, you just close your door. Pushed everyone away.

No one could really blame you. You were really close to your brother and by seeing him lose his life in front of you was something that made you cage your emotions.

The reason may sound cliche but that was that. The great Y/FN could not find the courage to break away from the pain.

Chanyeol wasn't really the one to blame when your connection with him became this bitter.

It wasn't his fault. It was yours.

You sigh again.

Yeah it was mine. I've thought about this before but it never really did sink into me how heavy it should suppose to be because I was too busy nurturing my hatred towards him.

For the final question to self. Do you have feelings for him now?

You sigh.

I- I don't know. I'm not sure.

But you think that if you really do have feelings for him now then you liking him and him hating you would hurt like a crap.

"What a turn of event." You sigh and lazily lean yourself on the railing.

"What is?" The baritone voice almost made you scream. You stood upright almost immediately.

You turn around to come face to face with the lone man who's currently monopolizing your entire lobe.

"What the fuck Park Chanyeol! Don't scare me like that!" You put your hand over your heart.

"I was here first then you just barge in and started sighing." He just shrug and you looked at him.

You sigh again, putting your hand back beside you.

"See? That sigh again." He was looking at you worriedly. You pushed the idea away thinking that you're only imagining it.

"It's nothing. Don't mind me." You said and walk pass him to leave the place.

First you can still see the door a feat away from you but the next thing you know was you being pushed into the wall by Chanyeol as he pinned you in place.

His face was back to his usual features. Sexy eyes that stares down to you and parted lips that he just wet with his tongue.

Chanyeol tilt his head side ways still looking at you. "What are you thinking?"

"None of your concern."

You.

Yeah, like you could really say that.

"Hmmm. Then let's put that aside for now and talk about what happened this morning." Chanyeol lean his arm above you while his other hand cup your cheek with his thumb swiping the skin.

You stopped yourself from leaning to the touch, rather you chuckle to hide your nervousness.

"You didn't expect me to stay, did you?" Sarcasm was audible to your tone.

"I did, actually." You're not expecting that answer. You were caught off guard that you just open and close your mouth like an idiot.

Your breath hitch when Chanyeol lift you up, making your legs wrapped around his waist. He lean his forehead over yours and close his eyes.

"You have no idea how hard I have to stop myself from going into your house and even to your office. I have to wait for a long goddamn time just to see you."

He burried his head on your neck and inhale your scent.

"Shit, I've never known I'd miss you this much." His grip tightening over you.

He lean in to kiss your lips passionately. It wasn't as aggressive as yesterday but still breath taking.

You kissed him back, trying to show the unsaid affection that makes you go insane.

You can already feel his excitement poking your core and now resenting the layers of fabric that separates you from him.

You grind your hips on him earning a growl from the man who's still kissing the hell out of you and you also moan to the delicious contact.

"Do you really want to get layed that much? No wonder you'll even say you missed me." Your sarcastic mouth was back on track again.

Chanyeol's dangerous eyes pin your focus on his face.

"Don't make it look like I am just horny."

"Why? wasn't this all about? Or are you saying you actually have feelings for me?" You said in a smug look. You know you're taking your chances but with how nervous you felt, only the thought of teasing him seat right to you.

Chanyeol stopped on his track but he kept you in place.

You thought he's going to back away and leave you. A tint of fear climb in your heart that you did not notice your own hands gripping tightly on his jacket.

Fuck this mouth.

You wanted to slap your own mouth when Chanyeol looked at you again in the eyes. A smirk was dancing on his lips.

"Why don't you find that out."

You felt the sudden shock from Chanyeol's challenging answer.

"And I still need to punish you for leaving me this morning. As well as for being really naughty tonight." Chanyeol kissed your neck and proceeded on marking you there with hickies.

The small gasp that left your mouth woke you up from the slight pause. "Naughty? Never remember doing something like that."

"Oh really? Then let me remind you of Baekhyun's arms snaking on you and maybe Sehun's too." He said and made a painful grip on your hip before grinding to you sinfully.

"And can you clarify it to Baekhyun that he's not having your first born."

A long moan escape your lips." I didn't know your are a jealous type." You smirk in between breath. Hands tugging on his hair as he cares your skin skillfully.

"You think so? Well that's quiet wrong." Chanyeol smirk dangerously at you.

"Cause I'm a possessive type. And what's mine is mine."

That caught you off guard.

He let you on your feet but almost shriek when he sudden rip the front part of your pants.

Damaging the button and zipper of your lower cloth.

"What the fuck--." You're about to ask him but instead a groan cut you off mid sentence.

It was when he dip his hand on your clothed slit sliding it up and down.

"Sorry, I'll buy you a new one. Your pants was too tight, I need the space." Chanyeol explained in one go.

He then went pass your panties and directly slide his middle finger on your heat. "Fuck, you're so wet." He growl on your ear.

You gripped on his arm and looked up to him. Eyes begging for more. Your mouth just counldn't form any comprehensible words other than a moan, gasp and whimper.

"Do you wanted it inside?" Chanyeol dared to ask.

You wanted to glare at him and maybe choke him for a second but the heavenly sensation on your core just won't let you.

"Yes please. Put it inside. Please." You begged.

He did what he was told and kissed you hungrily. He pump his middle finger into you in a steady pace then he added another.

"You're so tight gongju-nim." He chuckled lightly. "Who would have thought that my dick fitted in here last night." You look up to him. His eyes were hooded. He was as aroused as you are and that made you smirk at him.

You're thinking for something to bark back but the fingers inside you, which in now three in total, wouldn't let you think straight.

It even got more intense when he curl his fingers inside and hit your most sensitive spot.

"Ohh fuck. Yes there."

You whimpered in disapproval when Chanyeol stopped touching you.

Your close eyes flew open only to see him dropping to his knees.

"What are you doing?" You asked and shivered when he suddenly pull your pants down along with your panties, taking it completely off of you.

He lift your right leg and hook it on his shoulder. He then look up to you innocently. "I'm gonna eat you out."

You cry in pleasure before you could even process what he just said. You felt his tongue swipe your folds a couple of times before hardening the muscle to tongue fuck you.

You grind yourself on his mouth, head falling back with your mouth hang open.

"Shit just like that Yeol." You said and bucked more to meet his tongue.

Chanyeol growl in response to his pet name, sending euphoric shock to your inside.

That's when you look down. He was there on his knees alternately pushing his tongue or sucking your wet pussy with a dirty slurping sound.

His eyes hooded but staring directly at yours. His brows was furrowed in consentration on the work at hand.

You bit your lips seeing him there. Now feeling the knot on your lower stomach wanting to undone.

"I'm gonna come." You said on gasp

A few more suck and you came on Chanyeol's face. Trembling from the intensity. If not for his strong arms and shoulder, you would be tumbling down by now.

He didn't let a single thing drop and clean it all with his mouth.

You came down from the high and look at Chanyeol who was still cleaning you up.

You were panting when you say, "Is this my reward from winning last night's bet?"

He swipe his tongue one last time on you before kissing his way up to your body.

He peck your inner thigh before proceeding to your hip bone then lower abdomen.

Finally, he kissed your stomach. You looked down in confusion when he placed his ear on your exposed belly. Slightly tickling you with his hair.

He let out a satisfied pur and suddenly looked up with the biggest grin you've ever seen.

"Believe me when I tell you, I already won."

You frown and pull him up. "What the hell are you saying? I clearly won. I remember atleast that before passing out."

His mouth was still smudge with your liquid and you took it upon yourself to clean it for him.

Licking it slowly before kissing him full in the mouth.

Chanyeol chuckle on the kiss. You pulled back looking at him. He looked unconvince.

Well whatever he say, I won.

You thought and shrug.

You wore your underwear and pants again with Chanyeol helping you.

"You sure you don't want me to return the favor? I'm pretty good with my mouth." You asked with raised brow trying to tease him.

He shooked his head in refusal and smiled. He suddenly hugged you from behind making your heart pumped rather aggressively because of the act.

You gave in to whatever your heart desires to do and lean back your head.

"I already know that. Last night was enough of a proof" He just said.

You stood there in total silence. The atmosphere was very comfortable that you could not believe it yourself.

"We should get down. The others would wonder where we are."

Chanyeol chuckled again. "I wanna see there faces if they saw us like this."

You slap his arm when you turn around. "Don't even think about it."

Sadness cross on his eyes.

"Atleast not tonight." You added and saw the goofy grin creeping on his lips.

"Anyway." You sigh when you realize the broken button and zipper of your pants.

"What am I going to do with this?"

You heared a russle and saw Chanyeol taking his jacket off. He help you wear it and zip it all the way up to your neck.

You glare at him making him laugh.

He smile at you once again. His eyes was swimming in an emotion you're not familiar with. Or were you? You remember those eyes and that face he's giving you.

A face in your memories when you were kids. When he promised that he will love, protect and be with you forever.

The forgotten words that you thought was just a child's play.

The words and feeling you burry behind hateful emotions and remarks.

A promise that you thought was only blurted out of carelessness of innocence.

You remembered it. You remembered Park Chanyeol.

Your eyes turn teary on the sudden realization. You wanted to cry your eyes out with the overwhelming emotion you do not know how to handle.

You wanna run away but also wanted to burry yourself to him at the same time.

Chanyeol look at you with worried eyes. "Are you okay?" His eyes turn round.

"Is it about your pants? I promise I'll buy you a new one. Was it your favorite? Oh shit was it?" His face was so panic that it made him look so dorky.

You never knew he can be this awkward and funny. You've never seen this kind of him before. Well not atleast when his still your enemy.

You chuckled, cheeks still tainted with tears. You're laughing and crying at the same time. You think that you maybe look like a lunatic.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Don't cry now. You can buy another 5 pants or even 10. I'll pay." He was wiping the tears on your eyes.

You chuckled again, finally drying your face from the unexpected cry. "I'll hold you on your words Park Chanyeol."

"Uhm, all 10?" He asked now realizing where he just pushed himself into.

"All 10 branded new pants." You emphasizes the word branded.

He nervously chuckles but nod anyway. He lean in to plant a rather innocent kiss on your lips that last for a minute.

You pulled back first with a smile but lean in again to follow it up with small pecks. You can feel that Chanyeol too was smiling on kiss.

For the final question to self. Do you have feelings for him now?

You looked at his handsome face again and smile warmly.

Finally admitting.

Yes. I think I have. I think I have fallen deeply in love with Park

NEXT CHAPTER >>>>

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mybiasisexo · 5 months

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there are times where I have the thought of being In polyamorous relationship with both Junmyeon and Sehun, and I nearly lose my mind. Like I imagine Junmyeon being the voice of reason between the 3 of them, but that goes out the window when they’re in the bedroom if you know what I mean 😉. Meanwhile, Sehun is a sub obedient to both his partners but can be a brat at times esp during sex while the reader is lowkey just happy to be there lmao. Like imagine riding Sehun while Myeon is behind whisper sweet (& dirty) nothings into your as he plays with your ass and breasts, edging you on further before he suddenly enters you, soon matching Sehun’s pace and then soon coming undone with them following close behind. I mean, Sehun is well endowed as we know, but I don’t underestimate Mister Junmyeon. I know he’s got something there too 🤭.

Sorry that was random but I needed to get that off my chest lol

No bc their dynamic would be perfect for a throuple!!!!

Yessss sehun and you would prob always be getting into some shenanigans 😂 and suho would constantly be yelling at y’all lmao. But also you and suho would gang up on sehun all the time lmao and personally, suho and I would be cracking dad jokes all the time and it would irritate the living hell outta sehun 😂😂

This scenario 😭😭. Pleaaaaase they would balance each other out perfectly 🥲 in many different ways 😏. I can imagine sehun being the rougher out of the 2 😩 and suho would chastise him anytime hed slap you harder than usual and sehun would be like ‘it’s ok they like it’ 🥵 and then suho would return the favor to sehun and when he’d whine about it, he’d mockingly say ‘it’s ok, you like it’ 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

Ok I’m done im DONE!!!!

#ask #anon #pls don’t get me started I love this shit 😭😭

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jongbross · 5 months

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Damn, I could totally see Junmyeon’s chest being a sensitive area for him 🫠. Like, I could imagine his s/o just doing nipple play with his pecs and Myeon absolutely losing his mind. And after it, he just f*cks his s/o completely senseless. (J, we need a one-shot of this!). Same goes for Sehun and his collarbones. The man definitely has some nice collarbones, so why not show them some love. Tho, I could see Sehun and Chanyeol’s chests being a sensitive area for them too. I mean, those too are basically unofficial members of the big tiddie gang.

you're absolutely right 🥺 and junmyeon seems the type to enjoy it and even ask for more!!

as for sechan, i have a fic with chanyeol where there's nipple play exactly because of this lol he's just so sensitive, every part of his body is a potentially area that will turn him on. and sehun, oh my dear sehun... he has the most beautiful nipple i've ever seen tbh 🙂

#exo #exo hard hours #exo smut

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papermatisse · 2 years

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Oasis || O.SH (V)

♔ pairing: superhero!sehun x f!reader

♔ genre: fluff, angst, crack

♔ word count: 7.5k

♔ warnings: paranoia, violence

♔ synopsis: EXO: the nine member superhero gang protecting the city of Exodus. For years, they've done just that. A sudden turn of events leads them all stressed, confused, and paranoid beyond belief. A paranoia which could either lead them to answers or turn them against one another— turn them against their city.

♔ (a/n): okay I've learned my lesson and made this one significantly shorter lol. hopefully you like it! (also not proofread so apologies if there's loads of typos)

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Sehun stared at the table before him, his eyes discreetly tracing the lines of the wood, following their trail ingrained in the smooth surface, so entirely fixated on their existence as if hoping they'd lead him away from the hell he was forced to endure right then and there. More specifically, his own personal hell of Junmyeon ranting and raving of his paranoid delusions to the rest of them. Under the guise of an essential briefing regarding the happenings of their current case, Junmyeon continued to explain his findings, point by point, agonizingly digging into details which just weren't there.

He alternated between various forms of data.

A bulletin board shrouded by a dense layer of photos, sticky notes, and strewn about pages, red lines connecting each thought into another through what should have been a seamless transition, yet instead felt frantic and manic almost as Junmyeon ran from one end of the board to another.

A PowerPoint of his information, condensed into a readily available format for the others to supposedly read, though everyone merely looked to one another in concern. Concern for their leader, who was unraveling quicker than they could have ever predicted.

There was this fire in his eyes, though not of passion. The brown of his eyes instead contained the uncontrollable aspects of fire. That potential for disaster as it spread, snagging anything in its reach and infecting it with that perilous rage, that heat which could ruin anything with a single touch.

Straying from Junmyeon's inflamed eyes, Sehun instead looked to the empty seat across from him. The seat which was once designated for Chanyeol. After their last battle, he hadn't since heard from the fire bending hero. As if having disappeared the moment he left those doors. He attempted to reach out to him, though only ever received a voiceless response, merely observing the fact that Chanyeol had read his messages.

And Junmyeon didn't seem to care one bit. Hadn't even acknowledged the fact that Chanyeol showed up to fight with them. It was a devastating devolution that Sehun could only watch from afar. Watch as his friend became consumed by those flames of insanity imbibed in his darkened gaze.

"The funeral homes have shown an increase in crematory submissions, including those of loved ones who have just recently passed, though also in returnees who request their loved ones' remains be cremated." Junmyeon clicked to the next slide of his PowerPoint, showing a list of numbers that seemed almost gibberish to Sehun after being locked in this dark abyss of a meeting room for over an hour. "So there has been a significant drop in burials these coming days, as well as a decreased population of bodies at the cemetery itself. Necromancer will have a more difficult time accumulating an army with these precautions."

Sehun lazily glanced around the room once more. Baekhyun was asleep, leant against his hand in a way that it looked as if he were staring at the screen, with luckily his back facing Junmyeon. Jongdae was close behind, heavy bags weighing down beneath his eyes as he fought against his lids adamant on closing. Minseok and Yixing watched the screen, though Minseok had this dull haze over his eyes, as if he wasn't taking in anything. Kyungsoo stared at a wall while Jongin stared at Kyungsoo, both completely and conspicuously zoned out, though neither could care less if Junmyeon were to scold them. Either way, nobody was fully present in the room with Junmyeon.

"Though we do have to talk to the city regarding bodies past 50 years. Minseok, if you could get on that, that'd be great." Minseok nodded, though again, Sehun could see he wasn't paying attention in the slightest. "We've also been monitoring the traffic to and from Exodus, looking for any concerning consistencies, so I'll get back to this once I have finished conducting the research and have got my findings.

"And with that, you are all dismissed," the screen went black, a reprieve for Sehun's eyes as he attempted to blink away the words imprinted in his vision. Baekhyun was jostled awake by Kyungsoo shaking his chair, alerting him that it had ended as everyone had begun standing. "Please keep your devices at the ready so you know when next to reconvene, understood?"

"Yes, captain." They all muttered, an unintentional yet unavoidable drowsiness laced in each of their voices. Though if Junmyeon noticed, he didn't comment on it, instead merely heading out first and leaving the others to their own devices.

"I don't think I can handle another meeting like this for the next year." Jongdae quietly groaned, rubbing his eyes from their exhaustion.

"It's too much." Jongin agreed. "With work in our daily lives, training sessions everyday, and the unexpected battles every other week, the last thing we need are meetings to drain us even more."

"I don't know, it's not so bad." Baekhyun commented with a smile. "I don't remember the last time I had such an efficient power nap."

"I'm going to leave you sleeping next time," Kyungsoo threatened, turning to leave the room as Baekhyun whined behind him.

Sehun followed after, as drained as he could be and only wanting the warmth and comfort which came with home. Washing away the torment of the day, eating a nice home cooked meal, watching something to distract him from the events in his life, all with (y/n) right by his side.

Returning to her at the end of the day felt so incredibly mundane. The way his heart would sing to him as he opened her door, seeing her curled up in a bundle of blankets. Her eyes would all but light up as they met his own, sparkling with that familiar glint, mirthful as she would amble over to him, a blanket still draped over her shoulders. She'd hug him, wrapping him in not only her undying love, but also the warmth she'd imbibe into the sheet around them both. She would be so gentle with him, combing her fingers through his hair as he told her about his day. She listened so intently to him, comforted him through his troubles or celebrated with him during his triumphs.

And yet she was so terribly reticent in every aspect of the word.

(y/n) was outspoken, courageous, unafraid of whatever she held an opinion on, yet at the same time held a torrent of secrets. Secrets with which it seemed she revolved her life around.

Like the synchronous rotation of the moon, Sehun was only ever able to see what she showed him. What she allowed him to see.

It was painful. On multiple occasions, he could very clearly see how she struggled with keeping this guise to her. He could see the panic in her eyes when he'd question something, when he'd notice something.

Yet what else could he do?

Love was blind, and he willingly chose to fall into that narrative.

He could see the fear in her eyes when he'd begin prying into her personal affairs, though he'd pretend he didn't.

He'd watch as she skirted around topics and he'd merely follow her conversational lead.

He'd live in that blissful ignorance if it only meant he'd keep her beside him.

Walking into his apartment only served as a reminder to this, a confirmation to his self deluded acceptance of everything she was.

"Sehun!" (y/n) called out, appearing from his kitchen with an apron wrapped around her bodice.

Her eyes shone with mirth, this wholly genuine smile spread across her face as she met Sehun with a hug, greeting him after his long, strenuous day. Holding her seemed to melt away his tension, dissolve those anxieties riddled within his frenzied mind. She served as an amenity in his dark world, the living embodiment of a security blanket, if you will. All things wrong seemed to fade away as she patted his back, swaying to and fro as if in a silent waltz with him.

Deep down, he wanted to believe his heart. He wanted to believe in the sincerity he felt towards her. How could something which felt so right be wrong in any way? How could such safety, such love, such comfort, be false? His head screamed at him, alarms blaring, red flags waving. All signs pointed to her being disloyal, holding back secrets which could very well be fatal to him—or even to Exodus.

Yet his heart yearned for this danger, quelling his otherwise consuming suspicions. He allowed himself to fall victim to her ambiguity, the potential peril he may be walking himself into. As if he were condemning himself to this treacherous fate, exchanging his life, his happiness, his sanity, all for but an ounce of her love.

As she carted him into the kitchen, presenting her dinner she had worked tirelessly on to perfect for him, beaming up at him expectantly whilst waiting for his validation, he couldn't find it in himself to regret his decision. He couldn't find it in himself to tear himself away from her.

He showered her in his love, soaking in her every giggle as he praised her valiant culinary efforts.

He listened as she regaled him with the tale of her dinner, savoring her every word much like every bite of his food. The undeniable effort she put into her every exploit left his heart swelled with adoration, never having been loved in such a way.

Every sense of doubt seemed to dissolve as the two washed up afterwards, clearing the kitchen before migrating to the comfort of her apartment.

"Thank you." Sehun spoke softly, voice barely above a whisper as the two laid in the dark of her bedroom. The moon shone a light blue glow within the room, shadows casting across her face, outlining the visage of her being. His fingers stroked down the side of her face running along the planes of her facade, feeling the rise of her cheeks as she smiled at him.

"For what?"

For loving him the way she did. For keeping him in her life when she could have so much better—when she deserves so much better. For bringing him such joy, such vibrancy, in his once dull life. For ruining his heart so that no other could ever fill the barren cavity the way she did.

For giving him a life he never could have dreamt about, though now could never live without.

"For dinner." He responded. (y/n) snorted, shoulders shaking with silent laughter at Sehun's gruff, succinct answer.

"You've made dinner every night while I've shadowed you. I was just showing what your apprentice has learned." Now it was Sehun's turn to laugh, a fond chuckle as he shuffled closer to her.

At this point, his vision had adjusted to the dim room, and he could faintly make out the details which made up her face. Her eyes shimmered in the deep dusk, sparkling back at him like light upon the ocean. Her lips were curled into a gentle grin, as if its default when around him. The sight itself brought a smile to his face, his lips twitching at the corners as he soaked in her everything.

A comfortable silence settled over the two, merely looking at one another, basking in their shared warmth. Sehun felt so close to her, as if their souls themselves were as intertwined as their limbs beneath the blankets. As if he couldn't possibly get any closer to her, yet still yearned to fill that supposedly nonexistent space. To absolutely infiltrate any and all barriers between them until they were one.

And that thought seemed to linger with him even as his eyes slid shut, (y/n) tucked alongside him while he drifted off into sleep. That though he feels so connected to her, so integrated with her being, those pockets of empty space he wanted so desperately to eliminate would forever remain there. As long as she's got her guard up, Sehun can never truly be as close to her as he wanted.

Sehun's eyes shot open, his body immediately going stiff as he surveyed his surroundings. His eyes darted to and fro about the room. The windows were still shut, as was the door. The moon still gazed upon the lovers, once sleeping peacefully, though now one of the two was wide awake and alert. Everything seemed to be in place, though he knew something was off. He could feel it.

The shift in the air, somehow disturbed, somehow unfamiliar to him. It wasn't from the bedroom.

He shifted his attention back to the door, softening his breathing so he could hear. Hear the rats which had crept into their serenity.

Sehun unraveled himself from (y/n), carefully as to not stir her awake, though keeping his eyes trained on the bedroom's entry. His steps were light, using his wind to soften each and every move of his, to not make his presence known to the assailants lurking outside. Once he was at the door, he could hear them so much more clearly.

Their hushed whispers, their strides throughout her apartment, the rustling of her items as they scavenged her belongings. He could even hear the wind outside, the window which they used to sneak in wide open.

They were reckless, practically idiotic. Amateur home invaders if anything. So Sehun hadn't felt any form of fear as he opened the door, quietly stepping out and down the hall, into the main area of the apartment where he came face to face with the two figures.

One was in her kitchen, rifling through her cupboards. The other was at her bookshelf, pushing aside her delicate trinkets haphazardly. Neither were destructive in their ways, nor seeming to have hostile intentions. They didn't even look like they were here for valuable items.

They were looking, searching for some thing or another.

The dark figure by the bookshelf turned away from his objective, seemingly coming up empty and about to search elsewhere, until he froze in his spot, staring at Sehun who all but glared back at him. Though that initial shock seemed to dissipate, the silhouette's body loosening of its tension and instead quirking his head to the side.

"Se–" Sehun's hand shot up, silencing the man's voice by seizing the air of his lungs. The figure at first stilled, though soon the panic settled in as he began clawing at his throat, suffocating in the middle of the room.

"Did you say some–" The other emerged from the kitchen only to meet the same fate, Sehun raising his other hand and ceasing his airways as well.

And slowly, almost tauntingly, Sehun began dragging them closer to him, with nothing but the toes of their shoes skimming the floor. He grasped the necks of both of them, glowering down at them as he easily towered over the two. Still having control of their lungs, he pressed his fingers into their throats, setting them into an even bigger panic as they began squirming in his deathly grip.

All humanity in Sehun practically disappeared as he watched their struggle gradually weaken, falling deeper and deeper into unconsciousness. That is until he felt taps along his wrist. Rapid in their sequence, though nevertheless weak, as if merely trying to get his attention. But that sequence, two in quick succession, garnered Sehun's attention. Like the perpetrator was… tapping out? As if they were sparring?

Sehun released them, softening their falls so as to not make noise. To keep (y/n) asleep as the two began gasping for air. Sehun wanted to shut them up at that very moment, each heave causing him to flinch from the intensity, though he understood, as they were practically on death's doorstep seconds prior.

Nevertheless, Sehun grasped both of them by their collars, dragging them pitilessly across the floor and away from the bedroom.

"Sehun, it's us," one huffed out, coughing as the collar Sehun held dug into his esophagus.

This time, he froze. His eyes widened for a moment, hearing his name come out of their mouth. His mind went blank as this unnerving feeling crept up his spine, unsure of what to make of the situation.

He shook off his surprise, tossing the men onto the living room couch, allowing them a brief break to catch their breaths.

"Who's us?" Sehun asked, his voice laced with venom. He kept his arms at his side, his fingers itching to get rid of the scum before him already.

"Jongdae…" The other wheezed. "... And Baekhyun."

Sehun's eye twitched, his jaw clenched with broiling rage as he leant forward, grasping the masks and yanking them off their faces. Jongdae hissed, as Sehun had managed to snag some hair, while Baekhyun whined at having his neck jostled from the movement.

"What the hell do you two think you're doing here?" Sehun growled.

"We should be asking you—" Baekhyun insisted, voice raising until Sehun took control of his lungs again, silencing the boy. Jongdae shoved at Sehun's leg.

"Dude, stop that."

"Then stop yelling. And answer my questions." He released Baekhyun, crossing his arms over his chest to show his disarmament. "What are you doing in my girlfriend's apartment?"

Baekhyun stared up at Sehun in disbelief, his brows stitched together as he processed the words just spoken. Jongdae was in a similar state, his jaw hanging loosely at the news. Both were so visibly startled by the information that Sehun's resolve somewhat cracked, now as equally confused as them.

"This is your girlfriend's apartment?" Jongdae glanced around, as if looking for the person in question.

"Yes. So now follow up question. What are you doing breaking into just anyone's apartment?"

The two looked at one another, though Sehun wasn't having any of it. He didn't want them to try and make up some cover up in the moment. He raised his arms, about to use his powers again until Baekhyun spoke up.

"Okay, look, we were sent on a secret mission by Junmyeon."

Sehun grimaced at this, brows furrowed in confusion.

Secret mission from Junmyeon?

"Why would Junmyeon…" He trailed off, his thoughts too frenzied to make any sense of this. Why would Junmyeon break into someone's home? Why would he send the others to do that? Why (y/n)?

"This is our main suspect's apartment, Sehun." Jongdae whispered, as if seeing all of the uncertainty in his eyes. All of the hesitation that had him spiraling into this route of overthinking.

"I… I don't…" Sehun dropped his hands from where they hovered in the air, his eyes meeting the plush rug beneath him. "Why… What does (y/n)... have to do with any of this?"

"We really don't know." Baekhyun went to stand up, cautious at first, though upon seeing Sehun still silently contemplating to himself, he continued forth, carefully wrapping an arm around his younger. Sehun could feel Baekhyun's wariness with approaching him, as he nearly did kill him, though still appreciated the support given, allowing Baekhyun to gently pat his back. "We were just told to look for anything suspicious."

"Junmyeon received the traffic reports." Sehun turned his attention to the other of the two, rubbing his neck still from Sehun's assault. "She's left the city before every battle. It's been going on for months."

Sehun's thoughts came back to him. Memories of (y/n) being so defensive, so secretive, in everything she did. Only ever telling him bare minimum details, or just merely avoiding conversion entirely. But he never pushed. He didn't want to pressure her. He didn't want her to feel obligated to tell him anything she was uncomfortable with. He never pried.

He just waited. He waited for her to eventually open up to him. To eventually trust him enough to finally let him hear those thoughts which plagued her mind on a near daily basis. To share her burdens, help her carry that weight she seemed to always hold.

Maybe she never had any intention of doing any such thing. Maybe she had always meant to keep a distance between the two. To keep her private affairs from him, as if he were any different to them. As if only ever showing him one side of her, never the other.

That anxiety within him crept to the forefront of his mind, worries now poking at his head. Regrets, that he should've pushed some. He should've asked more questions. He should've been more curious. He shouldn't have accepted her pitiful excuses.

Though the one thought that remained. The one consistency he couldn't refute in his mind.

He didn't regret meeting her. He didn't regret getting close to her. He didn't regret baring his soul to her while she hid hers away.

He was so terribly in love with her. He knew he did this to himself. He's the one who chose blissful ignorance.

The space between them felt as if it were widening, her secrets prying her away from him, and no matter how desperately he seemed to grasp at her, she only grew further. Like everything he worked for, the time he spent patiently waiting for her barricades to crumble, was all for naught, as she simply rebuilt with an even stronger fortification. This barren space which left him feeling almost empty.

Jongdae gasped, eyes zeroed in on the hallway across from them. His fear drew the others' attention, causing them to all look in that general direction with equal shock.

Standing there was (y/n), eyes gazing at the bunch of boys staring back at her. Sehun was moments away from breaking off into nonsensical explanation, but caught himself beforehand, raising his hand and pressing his finger to his lips to keep the boys silent.

"She's sleepwalking." The dull glaze of her eyes, the uncharacteristic monotonous facade across her face, how completely unresponsive she was to the situation. Sehun was familiar with it. "She does this occasionally. It's fine. Just stay quiet."

As if her vision were based on movement, they all stood there like statues, watching as she slowly turned away from the fiasco and over to her coffee table—the only thing separating her from them.

She crouched on the ground, blindly reaching underneath before pulling out a leather bound notebook. The cover was worn and aged, as if having gone through years of use. The sight somewhat perplexed Sehun, as he had never seen such a thing before.

Reaching under again, she retrieved a pen. A simple ballpoint pen you'd find at any convenience store.

The boys remained where they were, Baekhyun and Jongdae afraid of alerting her of their presence while Sehun merely stood in utter confusion.

Then, she opened the book, slowly and meticulously flipping through each page. Baekhyun slapped his hand over his mouth to silence the gasp which came to him, Jongdae leaning forward on the couch to get a better look at the dark images scratched across every sheet. The moonlight which once seemed ethereal almost now casted this ominous glow across (y/n) and her notebook.

Her notebook filled with drawings of their battles.

Each page she flipped to was another graphic depiction of a battle. From the very start of their careers, as if forcing them on a harrowing walk through memory lane, a journey that none of the three wanted to go through, yet couldn't help but keep their eyes on the book.

The images were detailed, as if looking at monochrome stills of each fight. Each page was curved and warped, bearing the consequences of her relentless scribbling. Yet one consistency they couldn't help but acknowledge was the fact that each page seemed to become darker and darker, more ink splattered onto the pages as their battles grew in intensity.

She then got to the next blank page, and without a moment more to spare, began drawing. It was in an almost violent manner, the tip of the pen practically stabbing into the parchment beneath her. Every movement was jarring yet precise, able to create those vivid images they had witnessed just seconds prior. If there was any doubt before on who the artist of this suspiciously demented notebook was, she managed to clear it all away, confirming she was the hand which created them.

As time slowly passed, with only their breaths and the sounds of her pen scratching against the paper filling the air, Sehun felt his heart sink more and more into the pit of his stomach. He felt like a prisoner, cemented where he was, forced to watch as his beloved (y/n) created this horrific scene before his eyes. Something of nightmares. Nightmares which he fears may come true.

Finally, she stopped.

She dropped her pen unceremoniously onto the page before suddenly going limp, falling backwards towards the hard floor, that is until Sehun softened her fall, causing her to lay upon the rug beneath her, fast asleep and unharmed.

He rushed over to (y/n), gently gathering her body into his arms, cradling her against him as terror began to gnaw away at his sanity. His eyes were shaky as he watched Baekhyun tentatively grab the book, his expression matching Sehun's, and even Jongdae's, who still remained rooted on the couch.

"This isn't good." Baekhyun muttered, his brows curved in fear as he analyzed the page. He dropped it back onto the coffee table, though Sehun looked away. He didn't want to see it again. He didn't want to be reminded of it.

A landscape of corpses, dead and undead, littered across the entirety of the city. An entire mob of zombies, so densely packed against one another that the floor beneath was hidden from sight. And above this army of the dead, their commander in chief: Necromancer. Hovering overhead, barely distinguishable from his soldiers scattered below. His eyes were sunken, darkness enshrouding every feature of his face. His bones seemed to protrude from malnourishment, a sharpness to his facade akin to that of a skull. And he resided above all of the dead, leading them into bedlam.

"We need to take this to Junmyeon and–"

"No." Sehun interrupted Baekhyun, his voice weak and broken, yet still loud enough in the silence of the night to be heard by his two cohorts, who stared back at him bewildered. "Please."

"Sehun, you need to understand she's a danger to society." Jongdae leaned forward, grabbing the notebook and holding it out to him, though he recoiled from it, repulsed by its presence. "For all we know, she could be the one behind it all, the mastermind Junmyeon's been searching for."

Sehun remained quiet, attempting to blink away the tears in his vision, yet his efforts only seemed to accelerate their descent, the drops cascading down his face and collecting at his chin. He looked down at the sleeping body beneath him, her expression lax and peaceful, almost angelic. An ironic circumstance considering how sinister her art from before was.

"She's all I have." His voice was barely above a whisper, fighting against the lump in his throat which seized at his words. His hand rose to her face, thumb softly stroking her cheek. He knew they were right. He knew she was dangerous. He knew she couldn't be trusted. Yet once again, his heart seemed to work against his better judgement. Even with such incriminating evidence before him, he still seemed to refuse abandoning her, refused straying from her side. He pulled her closer to him, softly sniffling as that ridiculous heart of his gently beat for (y/n) alone. "Please. Don't take her from me."

Another silence settled over the group, Sehun merely clinging to (y/n) as if his life depended on it, Baekhyun and Jongdae off to the side deliberating on what to do.

"Alright." Baekhyun began. Sehun glanced over to his elder, watching as he softly closed the book. "We'll keep it secret for now."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Jongdae stood up with a sigh. "This break in wasn't fair. Junmyeon is getting out of hand. I also wouldn't have been able to find that had she not pulled it out."

"But Sehun," Baekhyun began, crouching down to eye level with the boy. "Find out the truth." He pointed to the sleeping body in Sehun's arms. "Talk to her. Prove us wrong." He stood up once more, watching as Jongdae closed the notebook, tucking it back under the coffee table. "I'm giving you until the end of the week. If you don't give us her alibi, I'm coming back and submitting her notebook as evidence." They began walking back towards the window, tugging their masks on once as they went. Baekhyun climbed out onto the fire escape first, though before Jongdae could follow, he glanced back at Sehun.

"You have all of my trust, Sehun. You're my brother, you know that? So prove our suspicions wrong." And with that, the two heroes disappeared into the night, leaving Sehun alone with who he once believed to be his soulmate, though now was as disconnected as they could ever be.

The cool breeze of the open window brushed against his face, as if his element were attempting to comfort him, though to no avail. He solemnly stared down at (y/n), tears still sliding down his face in a relentless barrage.

He had never felt so much space between them.

After carrying the two of them back to bed, Sehun couldn't sleep. He merely laid there, watching as the sun began to bleed into the atmosphere, seeping into the room through the windows, blanketing them in a gentle warmth which on any other day would have ensured Sehun slept in, yet hadn't affected him in the slightest now.

Watching (y/n) sleep was harrowing, as he hadn't known who he was holding.

Was he holding his other half? The girl who captured his heart and soul, ensnared his affections with her silly quirks and tenderness? The one who had taught him what living life truly meant? Who infused his being with this infectious joy that had brightened his world from its dreary former shell? That turbulent ocean which he seemed to get lost in whenever she graced him with her presence?

Or was he instead holding a villain. The one he had sworn to capture at all costs. The mass murderer who has killed so many without batting an eye, has tormented EXO until their minds ran only on trauma and paranoia, united all of their other villains to conspire against the city and wrought havoc upon the citizens.

It all seemed to weigh down upon him, this dread that clenched at his heart and churned the contents of his stomach. Left him wary, cautious of (y/n) and her intentions. Left him doubting the one he loved so dearly. It was a damning fate, to lose such trust for someone. His heart and mind were conflicted, as dissonant as he was with (y/n) presently.

Yet as she opened her eyes, her lashes softly fluttering up at him with this blithe grin to her, Sehun felt his internal clash quell, that tension which seemed imbibed in every fiber of his being dissolving away, becoming nothing more than mush in her arms as she pressed kisses to whatever skin she could reach. His collarbones, his neck, his jaw, his ears, his cheeks, his nose, before finally pressing a small peck to his lips.

"Good morning." She muttered into his shoulder, burrowing herself like she had the night before. Her voice seemed to relieve his anxieties, a cure to his late night maladies. It had felt like an eternity since he last heard her, last looked into her eyes. What a long, torturous night.

"Good morning." He responded, hugging her to him. She was so warm, so loving. Her touch was delicate, as if afraid she'd hurt him, holding him as if he were a precious doll. It felt nice to be so cared for, yet he couldn't help but laugh at how gentle she was being with him.

She pulled away from his chest, the drowsiness having faded away from her vision, and she could now get a good look at Sehun, as well as the dark bags beneath his tired eyes.

"Baby, what's wrong!" (y/n) sat up immediately, hovering over Sehun as her thumbs stroked the signs of exhaustion weighing down upon his face. "What happened? Did you not sleep well?"

He met her gaze sleepily, his mind fuzzy with the conflicting thoughts within his head. He wanted so desperately to ask her. Ask her about the book. About why she leaves before every battle. About why she won't talk to him. About her connection to all of this. He wanted to shake the answers out, grab her by the shoulders and demand she be honest with him for once.

But the way she held him, carding her fingers through his dark locks, instilling that exhaustion that had seemed to escape him the entire night back into his person, lulling him to sleep with her gentle concern—he couldn't find it in himself to come forward. He couldn't put his foot down. He couldn't deny his heart that affection it yearned for, the way she cradled him against her so tenderly. He couldn't help but to sink further in her embrace, to savor what he could, to thrive in the moment for as long as life would allow him to.

He had fallen asleep. A dreamless sleep which felt so quick, yet judging from (y/n)'s repositioning, her back now pressed against the wall with Sehun lying between her legs, his head resting on her stomach, he assumed he was out for a while. Yet she didn't mind, merely greeting him once more with this adoring giggle, leaning down to shower him in kisses once more.

He was so happy. She made him so happy. What kind of cruel fate is this? Why would life want to torture him every second of every day? Just as he had begun enjoying the world around him, no longer swamped by the darkness of his anxieties and the fears of his everyday. As if he were not allowed to be content.

The morning was slow and lazy, the two reluctantly dragging themselves out of bed, abandoning everything to retreat to her kitchen for food. As Sehun cooked, (y/n) sat off to the side, watching him with her head in her hands.

"How did you sleep?" He found himself asking, keeping his voice steady so as to not alarm her. She hummed in thought.

"I had another nightmare." (y/n) responded. He paused in his cooking, recalling the other times she's woken up in the morning with nightmares. He recalled every sleepwalking moment of hers, how she'd disappear from the room for a few minutes before coming back as casually as ever. And he never noticed anything awry. Yet now, everything felt so obvious. As if he's finally putting together the puzzle of her life that she's offered him. So many pieces were still missing though. "But I always feel much better whenever I wake up with you by my side!"

He smiled, that familiar bubbly warmth in his chest resurfacing as he peeked at her. She seemed happy, just sitting there on her own, twiddling her thumbs peacefully.

"You get nightmares a lot."

"More often than I'd like, yeah." She sighed.

He remained quiet, plating their food and presenting it to her. Their conversation seemed to end as they ate breakfast silently, that comfortable silence that always seemed to follow the two once more making itself known. Yet Sehun continued.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date this weekend? More specifically, tomorrow?"

She froze, though only momentarily as she returned to her natural state, chewing her food as she seemed to deliberate his words.

"I actually can't, I'm so sorry." She pouted after swallowing. "I have to babysit my nephew this weekend. I'm actually supposed to be leaving today."

"Oh, this is news to me." Sehun's eyes studied her as she snickered absentmindedly, what would seem to just be a natural response to the situation, though seemed to be one rooted in nervousness now with the context of everything known to him.

"Yeah, I can't believe I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry. My mind is elsewhere."

"When did you find out? That you were to babysit?"

"Just this morning." Her response came so quickly that it startled the both of them, Sehun blinking in surprise as she returned to her food.

"While I was sleeping?"

"Yeah." He paused for a moment, just observing (y/n) as she ate. His heart ached at the prospect of how easily it came to her to lie to him. Even as he's confronting her at that moment, she still found herself refusing to tell the truth.

"Your phone is still on its charging port, (y/n)."

Her face blanked at this, eyes slowly raising to meet his own, filled with pain and betrayal. At first, she seemed stoic, as if still attempting to process the situation, to salvage whatever remained of her cover, yet recognition soon passed over her expression. Realization that Sehun knows. He knows she's lying. He knows every word that comes out of her mouth can't be trusted.

They remained in that silent stare off, (y/n)'s mind racing with what was to come next while Sehun just sat and waited. Waited to see what lies she'll tell next. He was already mentally preparing his comeback, laying out the cards in his deck as she still deliberated on her next move. Yet instead, she caught Sehun by surprise.

"I'm not cheating on you."

A beat of silence passed, before Sehun snorted, laughter sputtering out of his mouth as he leant forward onto the table.

"Sehun, I'm serious!" She whined, leaning over and tapping his arm, attempting to recapture his attention, though failing as he continued to laugh in disbelief.

"Sweetheart, I know you're not cheating on me." He finally sighed out, wiping the tears that had spring in his eyes. "I'm sorry, you caught me by surprise with that."

"I didn't know where this was headed. I didn't want you to worry about that." She stared down at her plate, frown setting in place, refusing to meet Sehun's eyes across from her.

"(y/n), I am worried, but not about you cheating on me." His head tilted to the side, hoping he'd be able to catch her eye from where she evaded him, though failed as she curled into herself even moreso. "What's going on, love? What can't you tell me?"

She bit at her bottom lip, her fingers nervously tugging at a stray strand dangling from her shorts. Sehun could only see the top of her head from where she hid away from him, evading his disappointed gaze. Disappointed that once more, she's avoiding him. Keeping things from him.

As much as he was losing trust in her, it felt as if she hadn't any in him.

And it hurt.

"I'm sorry." Her voice penetrated the tense atmosphere. This soft, shattered voice, cracking with each syllable, as if she could barely let it out in the first place. Yet through her saddened display, Sehun could hear something in her. A subtle note that seemed to trigger this awareness in him.

Fear.

Soon, it began to make sense. The constant evading, the incessant lying, the relentless hiding. She wasn't evading him. She wasn't hiding from him. At this point, he was beginning to accept that she wasn't even lying to him. He wasn't the one she feared. He wasn't the one triggering this response in her.

She was running away from something else.

"It's okay, baby." He found himself responding to her, almost absentmindedly from how natural it seemed to come to him. This resolve in his heart that somehow trumped the worries revolving in his head.

He stood from his chair, the legs scraping against the floor beneath it, causing her to flinch in timidity until she felt his warm hand atop her knee. Peeking over from where she tucked herself away, she could see Sehun now crouched beside her, gazing up at her with this undeniably adoring stare.

And in the midst of all of this chaos broiling between the two, this strife which seemed as if its sole purpose was to divide them, she could see this shimmer in his eyes.

This sparkle, familiar, yet at the same time so bizarrely unexpected given the circumstances.

Trust.

His arms slid up her thighs, hands now resting comfortably upon her lower back, though his eyes remained steadily on hers. As if having pulled the wool from his own eyes, everything seemed so terribly obvious now.

That fear which left her paralyzed in the moment, her gaze flickering across Sehun's face, trying to detect any sense of falsehood residing in him, yet coming up empty. Their foundation was initially unstable, as he was filled with doubts and speculation, though now remained as sturdy as ever.

"I trust you." She blinked confusedly, expression morphing into one flustered beyond belief as Sehun began smiling up at her. "I trust that you can handle things on your own. Though when things get hard for you, I trust that you'll come to me? That you'll tell me whenever you're ready. Because I'll always be here for you." Tears began brimming in her eyes as he tugged her closer to him. "No matter what, you can rely on me."

Perhaps he was a fool. Perhaps he was just a gullible buffoon who had fallen victim to the clever ploy of a sinister villain. A dunce who went weak at the mere flutter of some eyelashes, the quirk of a demure grin, the gentle kiss of a girl who had Sehun all but wrapped around her finger. He had to have been, as he retrieved that duffle bag once more from its familiar location stuffed in her hallway closet.

Once more at battle with reason and his feelings, all he could do was walk (y/n) down to her car, hand in hand as they stood in the elevator. Her head rested on his shoulder, her thumb softly stroking his skin. It was quiet between them, as if neither of the two knew exactly what to say. Perhaps the silence was what they needed. This comfortable, reassuring silence.

Language has never been, nor ever will be, a proper medium in conveying true emotion. The words they spoke only ever scraped the surface of their inner psyche. A tragedy in and of itself, that the only channel of communication they're able to use is practically redundant. This means of sharing thoughts, sharing feelings, sharing your life with another can be so diluted. As if "I love you" could ever truly depict what one feels in their heart.

And so Sehun embraced this silence. Warm in its nature, forgiving to those who can never wield the weapon of language to its full extent. He didn't know what he could say to (y/n). With so many thoughts swirling in his mind, words seemed to just fizzle into a messily strewn together discombobulation of nonsense. Yet the silence seemed to convey exactly what they wanted to say to one another.

Her steady breaths, now calmed after the initial panic in her apartment. The tender hold she had on his arm as she waited for the elevator doors to chime upon arrival to their destination on the first floor. The weight on her bag, slung over his other shoulder, was light. A subtle reminder that she only packed the necessities for her brief journey.

A reminder that she'll come back to him.

The internal conflict waged on, even as he waved her off, leaving him once more abandoned in the midst of their parking lot. He watched as her vehicle faded into the horizon, his heart seeming to ache the more distant she grew.

She was innocent. He knew this. Deep inside, he knew. Yet that silent doubt still persisted in its futile efforts, poking at his resolve almost teasingly as he retreated back to his own apartment. He could do nothing about it, though. Just ignore it as best he could.

A looming presence hung behind him, as if this overwhelmingly penetrative state upon him, watching him as he begrudgingly unlocked his door. Within her apartment, behind that wooden barrier keeping him away, lay that forsaken notebook with its worn binding and aged pages. That final image, the most recent of its contents, haunted him in the back of his mind, plagued whatever inner peace he had within him, left him anxious and wary of what was to come.

He hoped it would be nothing. He hoped time would prove their speculations on (y/n) wrong. Yet he knew. He knew his pleas fell upon deaf ears. He knew the inevitable was coming.

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nanawritesit · 2 years

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To Do List!

Requests Are: Closed!

🔞 = 18+ only, MDNI

Obey Me! Shall We Date?: 3

Demon Brothers: He thinks you’re cheating with Solomon but you’re just planning a surprise party for him

Demon Brothers: You’re an idol and they hear you sing for the first time

Dateables: You getting jealous of one of their fans and pulling him away protectively

ITZY: 2

You wiping off their kiss

Yuna: Surprising her and the girls with lunch at their dance practice

Red Velvet: 1

Meeting your friends for the first time

EXO: 7

Baekhyun: Heartbreaker!Baekhyun, Gang!au/ Mafia!au

You have a personality similar to D.O/ Sehun

Reaction to having a girlfriend who can’t tie her shoes

You’re their favorite western artist who says they were your inspiration

Sehun: Having a Short Girlfriend Headcanons

Chanyeol: Chen setting the two of you up on a date

Kai: (Etoile!Reader) Your relationship is fading out and he has to fight for you against another idol

ATEEZ: 1

Yeosang and San: You storm out after an argument and get into a car accident

Girls Generation: 7

🔞 Sooyoung and Tiffany: You moaning in their ear as a joke but it escalates

Them introducing you to the members for the first time

Sunny: you meet at an awards show and slowly fall for each other (fem!reader, idol!au)

Tiffany: her spending christmas with you and your family and proposing to you

🔞 Tiffany: another idol publically confesses to you making her jealous and possessive

🔞 Tiffany: Girlfriend Headcanons w/ NSFW section

🔞 Taeyeon, Tiffany, and Sooyoung: Your first time having sex with them

G-Idle: 2

Miyeon: f!reader college!au

🔞 Yuqi: she gets turned on seeing you dance leading to sex w/ aftercare (m!reader, idol!au)

Cravity: 1

How they would treat their partner during a mental breakdown

BTS: 6

Unrequited Love Headcanons

Them getting jealous of you playing with a pet

How they act around their crush

Another member saying their crush’s name while they’re sleeping

Angsty Headcanons: They accuse you of only being with them to become famous and lose you

They take you out to dinner but you have to bring your nephew/niece along with you

Stray Kids: 2

You breaking down after someone calls you aggressive

Hyunjin: Tattoo Artist AU Full Scenario

Mamamoo: 1

🔞 Solar: Girlfriend Headcanons w/ NSFW section

Ouran High School Host Club: 1

Meeting the host club as Haruhi’s childhood friend

love, nana <3

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whitechocolate · 2 years

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okay, a few: miss roseanne, chanyeol, tiffany & sehun!! 💖

THANK U MISS RIN

roseanne: well. she has the voice of an angel. let’s start there. she’s also so humble and down to earth and funny and gorjus…..and hilarious too like i love her so much

chanyeol: that’s literally my twin brother who i shared a womb and an embryo with. 1/5th of enfj gang. sings the house down in lady luck. silliest critter in the world. bowling prodigy. super talented musician. craziest ears ever. love him!!

tiffany: SHES SO FUNNY AND REALLLLL LIKE SHES gorjus obviously BUT SHES SOOOOO FUNNY AND SASSY 😭 like she’s a comedian truly

sehun: primo! that’s my cousin he is so funny like why is he so tall idgi, sometimes i fight the feeling and mind about a thing but he reminds me not to! that’s also my brother in law via @lovefoolishh ummmm he is also so funny like he will be cold and mysterious one second and a silly lad the next he is an enigma

send me the name of an idol and ill tell you what i like about them

#girlsgenerati0n #asks

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misswoozi · 2 years

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So theres Big Tittie Gang and Tit Brigade, but whos in the Ass Association

ASS ASSOCIATION LMAO

Seungkwan, Mark, Jimin, Bom, Hyerin, Eunha, Taeil and Sehun

#i think

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what-if-nct · 2 years

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Bestie i love this blog and you so much ahhh

For one thing youre fucking hilarious and i can always come here when i want or need to laugh till i cry

Also tho it helps me focus my most unhinged kpop thoughts and then i can just dump them into your askbox and you build on them and make them better

Like im already thinking ridiculous thoughts but then i come here to read your idolverse and i get even more thoughts and laughs

Like i was just thinking about Mean Pretty Bitches Brunch and how it happens at café yongie and im just imagining like. Imagine doie and chan coming to collect their children and walking into that?? Imagine yuta somehow finding out about it and either being salty about not being invited and/or deciding that its an excellent place for his dreamies gang to do....things. so many things.

Jungwoo is there sometimes. Hes a pretty bitch but not mean....not the same kind of mean?? idk youre right hes hard to read.

Doie is both mean and pretty but wants no part of it anymore than he wants anything else life has given him. He ends up as part of their monthly fashion show anyway and unwillingly has am extremely good time.

Chan is just tryna figure out how tf anybody is drinking everclear and elderflower syrup without dying.

Johnny stops by sometimes and is just johnny for a while (imagine his specific brand of dome energy there omggg) and enjoys it a lot. Sometimes he brings jaehyun who is mostly confusion but likes it all the same. The bring mark exactly one time. He cries. Either that or he goes off the rails entirely and everybody is terrified so they decide to just. Not do that . Ever again.

At some point somebody brings baekhyun and brunch turns into a week long hallucination.

Okk ima stop now before i go off the rails with markle sparkle lol

Doyoung I see training Jaemin. Cause Jaemin is pretty of course but he has a little bit of mean, the only one who can really get Haechan. He has it in him. Yuta brings Chenle in to get closer to Minho when Minho's already down for whatever they have going on. Yes Jungwoo's more like a toss his hair and roll his eyes mean. Jaehyun being confused by the whole brunch is the truest thing I've ever heard. He's looking at Johnny like why are we here. Haechan would get everyone to gang up on mark and make him cry then Mark absolutely snaps and is being pulled out of the restaurant by Johnny. Baekhyun I feel would just bring so much unneeded chaos. Hear me out Sehun belongs there also Tao, the number one pretty mean bitches. Oh Taohun was a force. I miss Taohun

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fff777 · 5 months

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part 2 of reaction to exo's ladder 4 episode 9

Kyungsoo: I'll take responsibility for our team Xiuchenho: Kyaa!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 The way he said it was very 'male love interest in a romance' lmao

Junmyeon popping up like a puppy at Kyungsoo's favourable assignment :3

Baekhyun and Sehun ganging up on Chanyeol ^^;;

OMG Sehun Kyungsoo beef CONTINUES!!!! YES!!!!

Sehun getting 1 x 5 and Baekhyun immediately following with 7 x 8 XD

Chanyeol got 8 x 1 XD

Kyungsoo: This is karma

Oh thank goodness the reset ticket is only for ladder game XD Sehun was so pleased for a second lmfao.

Hoppity hop hop hop :3

Another overnight mission X'D

Oh my god?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!!??!?!?! Sechanbaek ganging up on Junmyeon?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

LMAO bunny mission for a bunny

BULLY TIME guys I'm fucking losing my mind okay

Chanyeol let him go this time but oof!!!!! He had no chance lol.

Sehun actually getting a yoghurt mission this time. And he has to eat it around Kyungsoo lmfao.

OH RIGHT Kyungsoo was the yoghurt police who put the yoghurt outside so Jongin wouldn't eat it because he thought Jongin's mission was to eat yoghurt.

Jongdae's mission is too obvious, he'll definitely get caught lol. At first I thought it meant Jongdae had to dance love shot with 4 other members, but even having to have a drink with four (4) other members is a lot of work.

More bully Junmyeon!!!

Being manhandled by Sehun, Junmyeon's favourite

As always, Kyungsoo the yoghurt police XD He was like "we need to take everything out of the fridge" like bro????? setting the forest on fire because he wants to kill a bug

#screencaps & commentaries #exo #exo's ladder 4

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cherryeol04 · 8 months

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Looking for RP Partner

💖Intro💖

Hello wonderful people! 👋

I'm looking for some roleplay partners. I don't really have a limit on how many I want to take in or anything, so if you're interested, then let me know in the dms! But before you message me, please kindly read the following notes about me and what I'm looking for. Even if you don't meet all the criteria, I'm more than willing to give you a chance! Though age is a hard requirement that has to be met! Anything with a * next to it is a requirement I’m looking for in a partner.

Most, if not all roleplays will be NSFW

Yes, it'll have some spicy times in it, but it's mostly deemed NSFW because of the themes I like to write.

Dark themes, triggering situations, adult content - everything, of course, will be preplanned with long discussions of triggering topics, hard limits and such.

🔞 Partners must be at least 19+!🔞*

My style is 3rd pov, past tense.

I’m looking for someone who also does 3rd pov, past tense, but I will also accept present tense as well!

Semi to Literate*

I love long replies and I do enjoy giving them as well. However, I understand that sometimes you can't always give long responses, and that's okay too. I just ask no one-liners

Currently looking for MxM pairings and plots!*

I do not stick to one plot!

This just means I'm open to having more than one plot going with many different face claims. So if you would like to plot a pirate au with Hongjoong from Ateez and a wolf au with Chanyeol from EXO, I'm the person for you!

Currently there is no limit for the amount of plots I will do with one person.

I control more than one character

This is different from god-modding

This just means that in our plot, I can (and prefer) to control more than one character. So while my main face claim may be Chan from Stray Kids, I may also play Felix and Seungmin to add a little more substance and character development to the plot.

While I would like for you to also have more than one character, I don’t expect it of you if you’re not comfortable with it.

With regards to NPCs (the barista working at the café they visit, or the random people they meet along the way), either one of us can control them at any time as long as it’s to move the plot along.

Preferred platforms:

Line

Discord

As of right now, I think that's everything. Again, if you're interested, pm me! If you have any questions, also pm me!!

⚜ OC Information ⚜

Age: 25+

Time zone: -5 EST

Work Schedule: Mon-Fri 8-5

Replies may be sporadic throughout the week, with the majority of replies coming in the evening time.

Weekends will bring more replies, unless I have plans with friends/family or I’m on call for work

My face claims are never set. So if you're looking for a specific person, please review the list of face claims I rp and let me know. Otherwise I'll base my face claims on what the plot is.

❣ Preferred Plots, Themes & Genres ❣

Fantasy Au

Omegaverse AU / Wolf Au / ABO Au

Fluff, Romance, Humor

Horror

Dystopian AU

Post-Apocalyptic AU

Academy Au

Boss/Employee AU

College/University AU

Disney Movie AU

Mafia/Gang Au

Magic AU

Pirates AU

Royalty AU

Soulmate AU

Mythology

Tropes:

Arranged Marriage

Class Difference

Exes to Lovers

Fake/Pretend Relationships

First’s (date, kiss, ect.)

Forbidden Love

Male Pregnancy

Polyamory

String of Fate

💫 Face Claims 💫

*There is no specific faceclaim I want at the moment. Most of my face claims will be male. Looking for more Stray Kids plots!!!*** The 🌸 next to the name indicates my preferred face claim from that group.**

EXO

Chanyeol

Baekhyun🌸

Cen

Suho

Sehun

GOT7

Mark🌸

Yugyeom

Nu’est

Minhyun

Ren🌸

Stray Kids

Chan

Hyunjin

Jisung🌸

Seungmin

Minho

Vixx

N🌸

Hongbin

Hyuk

🖋 Writing Samples 🖋

OC Character - Kayden Park

Kayden was overjoyed. He hadn’t thought tulips would grow at this time of the year, but entering the garden he found a wide variety of them, pristine and in full bloom. They were the one flower that Kayden had really hoped would grow because after he read what their meanings were, he knew almost instantly who he wanted to give them to.

Specifically the red tulips.

Some might say he falls too easily and others might say he loves too hard. But in reality, Kayden couldn’t control who he was or how he felt about people. When he found someone he liked, he became attached to them, trying to be as close as possible while nurturing their growing relationship - whatever it might be. Even if that person got on his nerves all the time, or they ended up doing things that very honestly scared him, ending a relationship just wasn’t in Kayden’s vocabulary.

Red tulips symbolize true love, or a soulmate. Kayden had a specific person in mind and while he wouldn’t say it was true love - hell Atreyu could barely stand him in a good - he did think the other was his soulmate. Despite their ups and downs and the multitude of times he was locked out of the dorm and left to fend for himself for the night, Kayden knew that what he had with Atreyu was special - indescribable even.

And while he couldn’t find the words, he knew the flowers would do the best job. So after carefully plucking five of the tulips, he handed back inside and to his room where he had left his roommate. Atreyu had been in one of his moods again, refusing to speak to Kayden, so hopefully the flowers would double as something to cheer him up.

“Atreyu~!” he sang happily as he opened the door, hoping he hadn’t disturbed the other but knowing he probably did. He braced himself to be hit with a pillow or something, even a “go away” in his harsh and icy tone. But when he got no greeting in return, Kayden took a moment to actually look around the room.

It was empty.

And not just in a way that said Atreyu left to go mope somewhere. It was truly empty. The smile on his face slowly fell as he stepped into the room. His bed was made, but it lacked a lived-in feel - as if a maid had come in and just fixed the bed to make it look presentable. The nightstand next to the bed was barren, everything Atreyu had kept there gone.

Kayden didn’t want to jump to conclusions but his mind was already racing. He crossed the space quickly and yanked open the drawers. Barren. Turning, he moved to the closet next and opened it. Nothing. Everything that had belonged to Atreyu was gone.

He was gone.

As Kayden stood there, reality slowly came crashing down as he realized he was alone. No note. No text. No goodbye. He clenched the tulips tightly in his hand before releasing them and letting them drop to the floor.

Stupid.

He had been so stupid and this is what he got.

Silently, Kayden walked over to his bed and sat down on it gingerly, eyes staring blankly ahead.

Alone.

No matter what he did, he was always going to be alone.

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ABO AU - Chan, Jisung, Seungmin, Changbin

Jisung laughed and nodded, pulling back some from the other. “Tonight…supposedly.” He said and shrugged. “But my body has been weird lately, so it may hold off another day. I hope it does cause I wanna be able to spend time with you. It’s been so long.”

Jisung had honestly missed the omega. He hadn’t seen Hyunjin since the night of the attack. The last thing Jisung could recall was rolling on top of Hyunjin to protect him from the blade before calling for help. Chan had told him already that if it weren’t for him, Hyunjin probably would have ended up dying.

So if that meant Jisung suffered from nightmares and a sore side (with a near death experience of his own), then so be it. It was worth it.

He grunted when Felix suddenly tackled them both, hugging them tightly. “Yeah! What Lixie said.” He said and whined. “Felix, my side.” He hissed softly.

Chan watched the three, smiling fondly. He walked over and patted Felix’s head gently. “Come in Lix, be careful with them.” He said gently. “They’re both still healing.”

Seungmin peeked his head out of the kitchen before hiding once more, afraid to face Hyunjin. He felt so guilty still for turning his back on the omega so fast. Things from that had been hectic, chaotic. Feelings were hurt, people were hurt and Seungmin may have chosen the wrong side.

He still fully believed how things were handled was inexcusable and that was mostly on Chan’s part but knowing the other was Hyunjin’s soulmate and seeing first hand what a soulmate bond looked like through Jisung and Minho, Seungmin sort of understood where everyone was coming from. It couldn’t be helped, the attraction.

He wanted to apologize for being such an ass but he was afraid Hyunjin wouldn’t accept it. He didn’t want to cause discourse in the pack because the others seemed so hellbent on getting Hyunjin in the pack and they were happy. He would be happy too, he just wasn’t sure if Hyunjin would be happy around him.

Meanwhile, Changbin made his exit from the kitchen and smiled. “We’ll looky here.” He called. “Chan really did bring us a present.” He teased.

If you have made this far down, thank you so much!!! If you're interested at all in rping, please send me a dm or an ask! I'm looking for long term partners to create beautiful worlds together! 💖

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youngshiney · 2 years

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Sehun is going to xiang gang? my honorary Exo-M member Sehun agenda never dies

#my thoughts #i wonder what hes gonna do there its probs fashion related but who knows

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toothlesseonghwa · 2 years

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HELP WANTED: Can anybody help analyze my biases? 😅

So recently, my cousins and my sister, who are non-kpop fans, asked me to describe my type because they want to set me up with someone (single since birth gang 😭). I told them that I definitely had a type but couldn’t describe it to them, besides wanting someone who was tall, preferably dark-haired, handsome, with a top-notch personality. They asked me what type of personality and I said, “If you guys knew the type of kpop guys I liked, you would get the idea”.

I know that I have two distinct types (I think I could separate my biases into “more mellow” and “more chaotic” personality types and “cold/mysterious/bad boy” and “warm/classical/pretty boy” kind of handsome), but could anyone help give me an analysis so I could better explain my type to my family? Thank youuuuu~ 💜

Biases~

BTS V

SEVENTEEN Mingyu & Hoshi

TXT Beomgyu

ATEEZ Seonghwa

NCT Lucas

THE BOYZ Hyunjae

ENHYPEN Jay

CIX Bae Jinyoung

EXO Sehun

MONSTA X Kihyun

ASTRO Cha Eunwoo

Bias Wreckers~

BTS Jungkook

SEVENTEEN Vernon and Wonwoo

TXT Soobin & Yeonjun

ATEEZ San

NCT Jungwoo

THE BOYZ Juyeon

ENHYPEN Jake

CIX Hyunsuk

EXO Chanyeol

MONSTA X Hyungwon

ASTRO Moonbin

#seventeen #bts #exo #cix #ateez #txt #the boyz #NCT #monsta x #enhypen #Astro #bias #bias wrecker

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gamerwoo · 5 years

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Sehun: Guardian (Part 1)

Characters: Sehun x female reader (featuring ot9 exo, Kris, and technically oc?)

Genre/warnings: gang au, twin au, fluff, a little bit of angst, mention of mild violence

Word count: 2,309

a/n: yes, I got the twin idea and the gang idea from Dokgo Rewind dskfhjdksfj. I also want to try to keep an updating schedule for this series, but idk if I’ll post once every week or once every other week, so I’ll let y’all know when I figure it out :] (also may or may not end up changing the title but we’ll see)

Next | Masterlist

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“Hey!”

Sehun stopped as he bounded down the steps at the front door of his house, turning to see Saehyuk at the door. His twin brother descended the four steps before stopping in front of Sehun, his glasses slightly fallen down his nose.

“Are you going to see _____ today?” Saehyuk wondered.

Sehun shrugged, “I always see her.”

Saehyuk nodded, a playful smile forming on his lips, “Bring her back in one piece, okay?”

“I know,” Sehun chuckled, patting his brother’s shoulder, “I always do.”

Sehun kicked down the stand on his motorcycle before he took off his helmet, looking over to the open garage. Inside, he saw Junmyeon, Minseok, and Yixing working on their bikes, Jongdae and Baekhyun messing with the old arcade machine, Chanyeol holding something above your head while you tried to reach for it, Jongin giggling at the two of you, and Kyungsoo rolling his eyes as he watched. Like Kyungsoo, Sehun rolled his eyes and got off his bike to join his friends.

“Sehunnie!” Baekhyun grinned when he noticed the dark-haired boy stroll into the garage.

Chanyeol looked away from you, your phone still dangling above your head. You took advantage of his lack of attention, kicking his shin as he opened his mouth to greet Sehun. Instead of a warm hello, he let out a groan of pain as your phone fell into your hands, and he lifted his leg up to press his hands against his shin. Behind you, Jongin burst into even louder laughter, and even Kyungsoo couldn’t help but let out soft chuckles of amusement.

“Thanks, Yeol,” you grinned, unlocking your phone to check the messages from your boyfriend that the taller boy was teasing you about. With your phone in hand now, you walked over to Sehun. “You’re late.”

“Getting teased by Chanyeol again?” Sehun asked with amusement on his face.

“More like he’s getting beat up by _____ again,” Kyungsoo replied for you.

“I’m telling Saehyuk!” Chanyeol whined.

Sehun leaned down, whispering, “He’d be proud of you.”

You laughed, your eyes moving down to your phone at the mention of your boyfriend. He had sent his typical texts about being careful and keeping an eye on Sehun. You knew Saehyuk always told Sehun to look out for you, but you and your boyfriend both knew it was you that had to control Sehun. While the younger twin wasn’t necessarily the most hotheaded of the bunch, he was definitely more eager to get into fights and arguments than most of them.

“So,” Junmyeon breathed out as he looked up from his bike, setting down his tools as he wiped off his forehead with the back of his hand, “what’s the plan today?”

“I’m hungry,” Jongdae said, not looking away from the game.

“All of you are always hungry,” you sighed, shoving your phone into your back pocket after texting back a quick ‘I love you’ to Saehyuk.

“We’re growing boys!” Baekhyun was quick to interject.

You rolled your eyes, turning around to face the garage of men, “I think you all stopped growing years ago -- and for Chanyeol’s sake, I really hope he did. If he hits his head on the garage door one more time, he’s gonna be brain dead.”

Sehun snorted, tossing an arm around your shoulders, “Hyung already is brain dead.”

“Hey!” Chanyeol whined. “Listen, you little punk, you-- ...You--!”

“Well, clearly Sehun’s not wrong,” Yixing deadpanned when Chanyeol was unable to come up with a comeback.

Chanyeol began whining and complaining about getting “ganged up on”, making the rest of the group laugh -- you were sure if Jongin kept laughing, he’d go blue in the face and pass out. However, the lighthearted moment was cut short when you heard feet on the gravel behind you. You turned around, making Sehun turn too as he realized his arm had fallen from your shoulders.

Walking up the driveway with a dumb smirk on his face was Kris, his hands shoved into his jean pockets. You skin crawled just looking at him. You couldn’t believe any of you used to be friends with him.

As Kris got closer, Sehun moved you to stand behind him. While you did let him do it, you were prepared to put yourself between the two boys if needed.

“What’re you here for?” Sehun asked, his voice turning menacingly low.

Kris chuckled, “Still trying to act like you’re not the baby, are you, Sehunnie?”

Finally, the rest of the group seemed to notice the unwanted visitor.

“Yah!” Junmyeon spoke up, getting up from the floor of the garage and walking over as he wiped his hands off on a rag that was already stained with grease. “What’re you doing here, Yifan?”

You couldn’t help but smile smugly at the annoyance that flashed across Kris’s face. He always hated being called by his real name, and Junmyeon still used that fact to his advantage.

“Well, Junmyeon,” Kris sneered, though Junmyeon was unfazed by the use of his own real name, “one of yours seems to have gotten into a pretty bad fight with one of mine. I’m just here to find out who it was.”

“How bad are we talking?”

“Tao has a broken arm, a fractured rib, and had to go to the hospital because he was coughing up blood.”

You noticed Sehun shift his weight awkwardly from one foot to another. He glanced away before staring back at Kris again.

Your jaw clenched.

Junmyeon just shrugged, “Sorry, don’t think it was one of us.”

“Well, Tao insists it was, and I trust him,” Kris growled. “You better tell me who it was now because you won’t want me finding out later.”

“I’m telling you,” Junmyeon stepped closer, almost standing toe-to-toe with the taller man, “that it wasn’t any of us. So fuck off.”

Clearly, Junmyeon really didn’t know about the fight that apparently happened between Tao and Sehun -- nobody seemed to know, including you up until now. Junmyeon hated unnecessary fighting, and you knew that if he found out that it was Sehun that did this, the youngest boy would be in a hell of a lot of trouble. You were worried that Sehun would get his ass handed to him for this, but you also figured nobody could figure out it was Sehun if Tao really didn’t know who exactly had done it -- or maybe he had memory loss from getting hit in the head or something.

Kris leaned down, getting in Junmyeon’s face. His eyes narrowed, and even you got a shiver down your spine from it.

“You better hope I don’t find out it was one of yours, Suho,” Kris growled, “because I’m going to make them wish they never fucked with me.”

Junmyeon didn’t seem scared in the least. He stared Kris in the eyes fearlessly before the taller man backed up, turned around, and stalked off. You hadn’t even noticed the rest of the group had gathered around you until you looked away from Kris’s back to turn into the garage to gauge the reactions of your friends.

Chanyeol scoffed from behind you, running a hand through his hair, “What a drama queen. He’s just looking for excuses to fight with us some more.”

“He’s still pissy Lay didn’t wanna go with him, too,” Jongdae noted, turning to go back inside the garage.

As the rest of the group dispersed, Sehun turned around and caught your stare. Despite not sharing any words, Sehun seemed to know that you’d caught on, and he averted his gaze to the ground before he put a hand on your back and led you back into the garage.

“We’re home!” Sehun called into the warmly lit house.

You put the helmet Sehun let you borrow by the door with your shoes before you quickly walked through the house to find the person Sehun was calling out to -- the person you were specifically looking forward to seeing.

Seeing as he wasn’t in the kitchen or the living room, your sock-clad feet went straight for the hallway, sliding a bit when you tried to stop in front of the closed door. You threw it open without knocking, a bright smile coming to your face when you saw your favorite boy hunched over his desk.

“Hyukkie!” you sang, all but throwing yourself into his lap.

Saehyuk chuckled, dropping his pen on his papers in favor of wrapping his arms around you and pressing a kiss to your cheek, “Hello, baby.”

You cupped his cheeks, your eyes scanning over every detail of his beautiful face as usual. Your friends always teased you about dating somebody who looked exactly like Sehun, but you never found yourself attracted to Sehun. Saehyuk and Sehun definitely shared similarities other than looks, but they also had differences. It was because of those differences that you fell in love with just Saehyuk. Sehun had never been a responsible person until Saehyuk made him watch out for you, anyway.

As your eyes looked over his face, Saehyuk couldn’t help but smile softly, pressing his lips to yours in a sweet kiss, “How’s my favorite girl doing?”

“Fantastic now,” you laughed, running your fingers through Saehyuk’s hair. It was already parted, exposing a portion of his forehead, but pushing it back how you did made you bite your lip softly. “Why don’t you style your hair back more?”

He chuckled, nodding his head, “I’ll make note of that.”

“Are you two done being gross?” Sehun asked, appearing in the doorway of the bedroom.

“No, but we can pause it for now,” you sighed, your arms wrapping around Saehyuk’s neck as you rested your head on his shoulder.

“What’s up?” Saehyuk asked, his arms locking loosely around your waist.

Sehun slightly jerked his head down the hall, “I need to talk to you.”

You frowned slightly as Saehyuk lifted you off of his lap before leaving the room to talk with his brother. He shut his bedroom door, leaving you sitting at his desk alone.

The two boys walked toward the living room before deciding it was a decent distance for you to not hear them. They stopped, facing each other with Saehyuk crossing his arms over his chest. He knew that if Sehun wanted to talk without you there that it must’ve concerned you, so he was already a bit anxious.

Sehun ran a hand through his hair, letting out a sigh, “I got in some trouble the other day.”

Saehyuk’s nostrils flared slightly, but he didn’t want to lash out just yet, “What kind of trouble?”

“I know what you’re thinking,” Sehun said, putting his hands out before his brother jumped to conclusions, “but it’s not any trouble directly having to do with _____.”

“So what is it, then? Why didn’t you want her to hear?”

“Because...I’m worried about her -- you, too. I got in a really bad fight with somebody I shouldn’t have, and their leader threatened us today. Nobody knows it was me, but if he finds out... I don’t know, Hyuk, I’m worried that he’ll go after somebody I love rather than me.”

Saehyuk inhaled deeply before letting it out slowly, trying to figure out what to think. Sure, he knew his brother was pretty notorious around here, and he knew that being around him caused a slight risk -- even more so dating you considering you and Sehun were in the same gang -- but he had never been in a situation like this before. Sehun had definitely told him to be careful before, but he’d never directly told him that he worried for his safety or yours.

Slowly, Saehyuk nodded, “Alright. I’ll be more careful going to school, and I’ll try to see if I can have _____ stay by me more often. She’s less likely to get into trouble with me.”

“Thanks, Hyukkie,” Sehun smiled, clapping his brother on the shoulder. “You’re really good for her, y’know. It’s like she’s a different person with you.”

Saehyuk snorted, “Really?”

“Yeah, I never see her act, like...cute or anything until she sees you.”

Saehyuk didn’t know what to say, though he could feel his face heating up. Sehun smirked, playfully punching his brother’s shoulder.

“I’ll let you get back to her now,” he chuckled.

Saehyuk adjusted his glasses before he turned to go back to his room. His mind was consumed with thoughts of what Sehun had said -- he couldn’t help but start fearing the worst, especially when it came to you. He wanted nothing more than to keep you as safe as possible, even when you insisted you could take care of yourself.

However, those thoughts were gone as soon as he opened the door to see you already changed out of your clothes and into his university sweatshirt. You’d moved from his desk to his bed, sitting crisscross with your back up against the wall as you scrolled on your phone. You looked up at him when you heard the door open, and his heart melted.

“Do you have more studying to do?” you wondered, knowing that Saehyuk had a habit of staying up late most nights because of school. He was a straight A student, and he tended to do more studying than he actually needed just to make sure he kept his perfect grades.

But despite that, he shook his head, deciding he’d rather spend more time with you, “No. Let’s go to bed.”

You crawled over to the head of the bed and started getting under the covers while Saehyuk changed out of his jeans and sweater. He got into bed beside you, wrapping you up in his arms. You eagerly cuddled into his chest, smiling when you felt his lips against your head.

“I love you, Hyukkie.”

“I love you, too; more than anything.”

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