#jas. hook

[aunt-ninny]

I can't with them.

[captjameshookthoughts]

More on James as a husband, what if he had a child with his spouse?

Would he want to be a father?

He never really thought that being a father would ever be a possibility for him, in fact he's certain he would make a terrible parent- doomed to repeat his own father's mistakes.

Sometimes, just sometimes, his mind wanders off to a quaint fantasy. A quiet pocket of land to tend with a home he's built himself. In that scene he sees a pair of small figures running around, he can hear them laugh, he feels the texture of the familiar curls on his own head. Every time he drifts off to that place, to that contentment, the simplicity, he finds it harder to walk away from.

Of course to make that happen he'd have to leave piracy, find a way to escape Neverland for good. It's daunting and when he asks for opinions on the right course of action, no one can tell him with any certainty what would be best. Eventually he takes the risk anyway. It terrifies him more than anything ever did.

He is a good father, no children could ever be more loved than his.

[beadickel]

Ainda não fui dormir então resolvi compartilhar aqui esse desenho do Hook (Capitão Gancho) de Descendentes Ascenção de Copas 🙃

[doverstar]

just don't understand how the same woman who wrote the girl with the ghost machine could also have written the lost ones. it is not that hard to get a published peter pan fanfic right. it is not that hard and yet everyone is bad at it?? even authors I know are talented? how?

[hookenchanted]

Hello! How are you Captain? (Just curious)

Monotonous as the tedium of a never-changing life on the Never Sea can be, I do find myself missing the regularity of season change. With the weather so bound to the Wretched Boy and his fickle moods that it changes so inconstant, summer and winter and spring and fall are all at once and can be experienced in rapid, unnatural succession. My ladies tell me stories of things I can only half-remember, the natural progression of seasons changing on the Mainland in a way that only compliments rather than defies nature.

They tell me of hot summer days spent lazing in the shade, those heavy and oppressive summer evenings that give way to storms and the chill in the air that threatens the first kiss of autumn. Would that I could remember the beauty of nature rather than seeing in it and everywhere around me more reminders of the Boy's unnatural power over all of us playthings at his whim.

~Jas Hook

[comehomeetomyheart]

you got me on griff she is amazing

omg yay!! i love her so much her music is so good (also her collab with maisie is perfection <3)

[sweetlywingedcreation]

∞ :)

put a "∞" in my ask box and I'll shuffle my music player and give you my favorite lyric from the song that comes up.

Hit shuffle on my liked songs on Spotify and you got:

Line Without a Hook - Ricky Montgomery

Favourite lyrics?:

Darling, when I'm fast asleep I've seen this person watching me Saying, "Is it worth it? Is it worth it? Tell me, is it worth it?" Oh-oh 'Cause there is something and there is nothing There is nothing in-between

Reason?:

More vibes baybeeeee.

Also, I do not remember when I liked this but it has come to my attention that oh BOY was I goin through somethin cause so many of these are so sad and angsty, though tbf I HAVE had this account since I was a teen so... lol

There's also a lot of like sound tracks and musicals in here so it REALLY a gamble what y'all will be gettin

Anywho

Thank you so much for asking!! :3 <3

[terrorpenned]

jumpscare

[rosetta-j-stone]

Aww yissss

Šta Bih Ja radio release

[captjameshookthoughts]

Do you think James would ever want to marry?

I know historically speaking a lot of pirate captains had spouses, but do you think he'd be the type to have them sail on the Jolly Roger with him, or have them wait at home?

James would love to be married. He'd love to be a husband. Sometimes he feels like there has never been a thing in his life that he's wanted more.

To love, to be loved, to choose someone and in turn be chosen by them, there is a yearning there.

He's not the sort of person who believes if someone were just to love him in the way he needs to be loved then all his problems will be fixed, but he does believe that being loved would make things feel manageable.

He finds an identity within marriage that feels right, a new title that he holds as more prestigious than any other. Husband.

The choice of where is partner stays has very little to do with logistics, it's simply a case of wherever his partner is, that is where James aims to be.

The call to adventure, the call of the sea, just doesn't sound so sweet or tantalising now he has a home and life to build securely on land. If needs must and James has no choice but to leave his partner behind as he sails, he makes sure it's not for long. His partner is always on his mind, he knows he will return to them likely injured, more scarred and a little leaner than when he left. Being at sea does that to people.

Taking his partner to sea would be a risk, one that he tries to argue against taking, but those arguments fall flat, because despite every risk, despite the danger, James wants his partner near to him. He learns in making the choice to go to see with them, that home isn't just a place on land, home feels like home because of the people who make it, and together James and his partner bring home to the Jolly Roger, even if it is just a small slither built into the Captain's Quarters.

[jhdyuiee]

April Fooled

✮ pairing: bf!jaehyun x fem!reader

✮ tags/warnings: fluff, smut, unprotected sex, rough/dom jaehyun, dirty talk, name calling, oral (f receiving)/face riding, fingering, spanking, creampie, multiple orgasms, hair pulling, heavy make out

✮ w.c: 2k

✮ a.n: here we go! much better, right??? sorry again for pranking yall 😔😔

Perhaps pranking your boyfriend with a skimpy dress wasn’t such a good idea…

Actually scratch that… the best idea you’ve come up with.

Jaehyun’s dominance overrides him as he has you against the wall, on his knees hooking his fingers on the strings of your panties.

He slowly and teasingly removes your panties, careful with his movements.

And when there was nothing in his way anymore, he latches onto your drenched folds. His tongue gives you little, teasing, kitten licks. His hands tracing patterns on your thighs to your ass.

His, large, hands fondle your ass, stretching you as he plays with your clit. He goes from sucking and licking your poor bud until it's all swollen and throbbing.

Jaehyun’s moving back to your folds, lapping up every single drop of your juices before using his tongue to fuck you.

“Ja-Jaehyun,” you moaned as you felt his tongue reach your sweet spot.

He had you mapped out, all figured out. He relentlessly fucks his tongue into you, playing around with your gummy walls that clenched around him.

Unconsciously finding yourself grinding against his face, and a hand in his hair. You wanted more, and Jaehyun must’ve known it too since he wastes no time in adding his fingers into the mix.

It starts off with just one, then two— testing the waters. You could feel the scissoring sensation of his two fingers stretching you out while his tongue goes out, finding your clit to play with.

Your release was building up, closer to unleashing. As if on cue, Jaehyun gives you more rapid thrusting from his fingers and biting and sucking on your clit— in which made you fall apart.

You didn’t even notice how soaked you ended up getting your boyfriend’s face, too dazed and overstimulated.

Jaehyun holds you up, keeping you from falling down. His arms wrap around you as he keeps you pressed against the wall.

“You did good, baby,” he praises you as he kisses your temple.

“A-Are you done?” you hazily questioned him.

Jaehyun chuckles, coming close to your ear to whisper, “Not even close.”

He begins removing his clothes, his hardened member leaking with pre-cum. He holds up one of your legs, using his other hand to rub himself against your pussy.

When he’s had enough of the teasing, he thrusts himself inside your aching, hot cunt. You wrapped around him tightly, even after making sure he stretched you out, you still remained tight.

Jaehyun starts rocking slowly, admiring you as you scrunch your face in pleasure. He tells you to wrap your legs around him, and when you did he uses his strength to fuck you harder.

Your back gliding against the wall, his balls slapping against your ass. You wrap your arms around his neck to secure yourself from his relentless thrusting.

And when Jaehyun feels as he grows tired, he walks with you to the bedroom. His thrusts not stopping nor slowing down as he gets you inside the bedroom.

His lips finding yours in a fight to fulfill each other’s desires. His lips don’t depart until he lays you down on the bed. His lips travel to your breast instead, sucking and biting on each one of your nipples before replacing his mouth with his fingers.

Though his thrust had slowed down, you could still feel as he twitched inside you. One of his hands goes to hold your leg, positioning himself.

Jaehyun fucks you from a new angle, an angle that makes you feel all of him deeper and deeper. He’s practically touching your womb, hitting that sweet spot of yours.

“Fu-Fuck— that’s it baby, cum for me,” Jaehyun mutters, quickening his pace.

He grabs ahold of yours arms, fucking you onto him. He pumps his cock into you more brutally, leaving you a moaning mess, just at your wits end.

“I’m gonna c-cum,” you warned him.

And he heard you, letting go of your arms to use his fingers to stimulate your clit. A couple rough thrust later, you finally cum and Jaehyun follows in suit much later when he feels the constant hold your cunt had on his cock.

Jaehyun backs away, eyes kept on you as you roll to your side. He’s still unsatisfied, he can’t control his desire and lust for more, more of you.

“Good job baby… but, how about you get on all fours for me,” Jaehyun’s sultry tone says, “slut.”

Slut. The word has your cunt pulsing around nothing. It’s been a while since you’ve been called that, and god how you’ve missed it. Treated like nothing but as Jaehyun’s favorite toy.

When you don’t move, Jaehyun slaps your ass cheek. You jolt, your body moving on its own as you stick your ass out to him.

You hear a faint satisfied groan come out of Jaehyun, his hands working on your ass. Caressing your ass before he lands another, much harsher, slap on your ass.

“You missed that didn’t you? Is that why you dressed like a slut today? So I could fuck you like one?” Jaehyun pesters you with questions, each one earning you a new slap.

“God, yes!” you desperately moaned. You were a soaking mess, you could feel your juices leaking down your thighs and probably to the bed.

Jaehyun didn’t stop until he felt satisfied, until he left you with the inability to sit down. Not that you minded.

Finally feeling content, he stops. Jaehyun strokes his cock, bringing it to the fat of your ass. The leaking tip leaving a trail of his pre as he brings it closer to you.

He starts inch by inch, slowly moving inside you. Your back arches as you try helping him inside you. He loves it, loves watching you become so desperate for him, for him to fill you up. It almost makes him want to fuck you til you get pregnant, fuck that pill out of you.

Though drunk on you, he scratches the idea. He promised you to wait until you were ready after all.

His hands grip onto your waist, holding you there. You both enjoy the moment, feeling his cock engulfed between your gummy-like walls.

Jaehyun leans down, kissing the exposed skin on your back. A sweet moment, a complete contrast to his demeanor now.

Backing off you, he holds you as he starts moving inside of you. His thrusts are kept at a medium before slowly picking up the pace.

He has you drooling, arching your back for more. He starts groaning with every thrust, leaving him to let go of your hips to grip onto your hair.

He tugs a fistful of your hair back, craning your head back as you moaned and chanted his name. His thrust too quickened, feeling as his balls collided with your clit. And as the sounds of skin slapping echoed throughout the room, you clenched onto his cock. Your release pending for release.

“Come on, be a good girl and cum all over my cock,” his rough words hit you.

Against his chest now, you spluttered his name louder and louder before you felt the knot in your stomach unleashing. You came again, trembling in his hold as he continued fucking you through your orgasm.

“Beautiful… You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispers, kissing you on your lips.

And mid-kiss Jaehyun cums again, painting you with his seed. Gently putting you on the bed, Jaehyun lets you catch your breath. He lays beside you, wrapping his arms around you. Two sweaty bodies entangled together, fitting perfectly together like puzzle pieces.

A minute goes by, Jaehyun feels re-energized. The same can’t really be said about you.

Nonetheless Jaehyun doesn’t stop by warning you, “No sleeping tonight baby, I have to get my revenge for earlier.”

And true to his word, you two kept going at it like wild animals. Dawn was just approaching and you two were still going. Though it didn’t take long before you two passed out in each other’s arms. Feeling evenly satisfied by the passionate night spent in each.

──── ✮ ────

You tried turning the other way, but to no avail. Something hard held you in place. It wasn’t until you fluttered your eyes open, that you knew what kept you in place.

“I know you’re awake,” you grumbled.

Jaehyun chuckles, his dimples making their appearance. “Good morning,” he smiles.

You swear you get whiplash every time you compare Jaehyun at night vs Jaehyun at day. A total 180.

“Good morning to you too,” you smiled despite the aches coursing through your body.

“Went too overboard last night huh.”

“Overboard is an understatement,” you replied.

“Sorry,” Jaehyun apologized. “I don’t know what overcame me, the way you looked in that dress or the possessive feeling that ragged through my mind when I thought of all the men who’d see you dressed like that.”

“Perhaps I took the prank too far too.”

“Prank?” he questioned confusedly.

“Yeah, April fools, remember?” you tell him.

“That was… yesterday?!” he answers shockingly. “No wonder you…”

“Yup! I totally got you though right?!”

“Uh huh— now I feel even more bad,” he says.

“Well how about taking the day off and helping me out, I mean I am half paralyzed today,” you said with a smile, a menacing smile.

Jaehyun doesn’t hesitate in complying. He remains by your side for the remainder of the day, helping you around the apartment. And whispering words of affirmation to you every now and then, along with,

“I love you unconditionally, my fool.”

© jhdyuiee

2025. 04. 05

[starwovenkiss]

part two to this concept

“Ja-son, your little friend is back,” Dick sing-songs, voice coming in through his comms and Jason’s brow furrows. 

Roy is somewhere off in Star City, Kory in another galaxy, and Bizarro is off….. doing what Bizarro does. 

“And she’s refusing to leave until she sees you.” 

Well, that only sounds like one person he knows. His head thumps back against the wall before bringing out his grappling hook.  

What could it be now? 

He makes a bet with himself, no training tomorrow if you stole anything over $100K, just to keep himself amused as he swings from building to building. 

He wonders what Selina would think, if she knew about the stunts you pulled to get him to look his way. 

“C’mon, sweetheart, I was voted Bludhaven’s sexiest vigilante three years in a row. What do you even see in him, anyways?” is what Jason is greeted with. Dick’s smile is playful as you stare at him blankly, arms crossed while you watch him casually toss his escrima stick. 

“Not interested,” you reply, and Dick gasps, holding his heart like he’s gotten stabbed. “Where is Red Hood anyways?”

“Don’t worry. Your boyfriend said he was on the way,” Dick’s tone is mocking, dripping with teasing and sarcasm and Jason just knows this is going to somehow make its way back to Bruce. 

“Wing,”he interrupts and both your heads turn. Jason knows he’s intimidating, knows that most people shit themselves and run far in the opposite direction when they hear him coming. 

He never understood why you always looked so relaxed when he came. 

“Get him to leave. He hasn’t shut up since he’s gotten here,” you mutter, stalking over to him and Dick cackles. 

“God, you two are perfect for each other. It makes sense,” he says and Jason fights the urge to shove one of his escrima sticks down his throat. 

“What are you doing?” he asks softly, looking down at the feline figure in front of him. He’s punched with a memory of the day you two first met, barely teenagers facing off against each other in a similar fashion. 

You shrug, lips turning up into a dangerous smirk. “I thought we had an agreement. I steal something, you show up.”

“You’re not the only criminal who wants my attention.” It’s true. Black Mask has been popping up around Gotham more frequently, and even now, Jason is pulled to follow the leads he’s been given instead of standing in front of you. 

You hum, considering his statement. 

“What if I’m the only one who deserves it?” you ask. 

“I can’t keep chasing after you over petty crimes.”

“This is petty?” you smile and from where, he swears he doesn’t know, you pull out a diamond ring and toss it to him. 

Jason registers Dick’s wheezy laughter behind him, and he sighs as he takes a look at the very large engagement ring. 

“Where did you get this?” he asks. He knows this ring, had seen it hanging off the left hand of some Gotham socialite at the last gala Wayne foundations had hosted. And now it’s in his hand, glittering in the moonlight. 

You smile, getting ready to jump off the ledge into the night. “I thought you didn’t have time for petty crimes?”

Jason watches you disappear, there one moment and gone the next before turning to face Dick. 

“Fuck you,” he says, and Dick cackles again. 

“I didn’t do anything!” He holds one hand up while holding onto his ribs from laughing too hard. 

“Do you know what you’re doing?” Dick asks, and for a moment, he’s sincere. Older brother concern coming out of him in waves. 

“Always do,” Jason responds and he takes another look at the ring in his gloved hand. He pockets it, making a note to give it back to its rightful owner before looking at where Dick is gleaming. 

“One more word, and I’m shoving you off this roof.” 

Dick hums, giving a mock salute. 

“Black Cat and Red Hood sitting in a tree, K-I-S - Oomph.” 

Dick’s taunt is cut off by his own screams of delight as he falls 81 stories down, grappling hook in hand. 

once again i’m stuck writing a fic with no end in sight and these two are helping me not lose my mind. happy mother’s day to anyone who celebrates and happy sunday to those who don’t. 🤍

[hookenchanted]

Dear Captian James Hook,

I have finished reading the story of you and your lovely sorceress and I have but one inquiry, will there ever be more? I have found myself lost in dreams of the sea air buzzing with magic. It must be a pleasant feeling and I find myself filled with envy and longing. Please write back when you have the chance. Thank you, Captian for letting your story be told to the world.

Sincerely,

Mae

Dear Mae,

Firstly, permit me the opportunity to offer our sincere gratitude for your kind words. My sorceresses and I are always pleased to hear such acceptance of our story.

As to your question, our answer reads as thus: While there are no solid plans of when the next installment will arrive, there is plenty of our tale already crafted. Should new chapters be shared with the Neversea or beyond, proper announcements shall be made.

I hope this reply proves acceptable and that your dreams continue to be as adventurous as ever.

Kind Regards,

Jas. Hook, Captain.

[anakinstwinklebunny]

PAIRING: james kelly x pregnant!reader

SMUT ❦

JAMES KELLY had been nothing but careful with you since the day you told him you were pregnant. There was no roughhousing. No spontaneous sex. No bending you over the kitchen counter while dinner was still cooking. Just nothing.

At first, you thought it was sweet—how gentle he was, how his big hands always rested on your belly, being protective, reverent. How he pressed kisses to the swell of it, how his eyes shined whenever the baby moved in the womb. Yet overtime, you started to feel..needy, to say the least. Seeing those long fingers work on whenever he was doing, hold random stuff, how he spread his legs too casually, made you FERAL. And you had enough of acting like it wasn't taking a tool on you.

So here you were, desperate enough to climb into his lap at the end of the day, straddling him on the couch, grinding against the hard length in his sweats with slow, teasing rolls of your hips.

James groaned, head falling back, hands gripping your hips to still you. “Baby, you gotta stop.”

“Why?” You whined, dragging your nails down his chest, watching his muscles tense. “You haven’t touched me in weeks.”

He exhaled through his nose, patience hanging on by a damn thread to not just do what you wanted him to do. “You know why.”

You pouted, yet rolled your hips again, making him suck in a sharp breath. He was hard—so deliciously hard—straining against his sweats.

"Jimmie," you whispered, leaning in, pressing your lips to the shell of his ear. "I need you..please.."

You kissed down his neck, grinding against him until you could feel the way his cock twitched underneath your clothed core. His hands suddenly grabbed your ass, kneading, squeezing so beautifully you had to close your eyes and sink in the feeling. His lips brushed your ear. “You wanna ride me, baby?”

You nodded quickly, already moving your hands to pull off his shirt. He caught your wrists, eyes locking with yours with seriousness. “Nice and slow. You hear me?”

You swallowed hard, nodding again.

And when he lifted you slightly, lifting his hips to push his sweats down just enough to free his cock; thick and leaking at the mushroomy tip already, to which you could feel the shiver spreading up your spine. You braced your hands against his chest as he smoothly took off your lacy white, already soaked, panties and lined himself up, dragging his tip through your slick folds..slowly..teasingly. You whined at the freely feeling, rolling your hips against him, hoping to have more of this friction.

“Shit,” James cursed as you finally sank down on him, inch by inch, stretching around him so perfectly. “You feel so good, baby. Always so tight around me.” your mind spined in the great feeling as his hands gripped your thighs, steadying you, keeping you from taking too much at once. It were slow, deep strokes—he really made sure you felt every single inch of him, rubbing against your walls just right, softly making sure he reached that breathtaking spot in your core.

Your hands braced on his chest, to make it easier for yourself to lifting up slowly, before sinking back down, gasping at the impossible stretch that happened.

James moaned low in his throat, hands gripping your hips, helping you guide your movements. “That’s it, baby. Just like that.” your belly brushed against his abs, and James’s hand immediately went to rest there, thumb rubbing slow, lazy circles over your swollen, stretched skin. “Doin’ so good for me,” he murmured, watching you through hooded eyes, thumb gently pressing down to your navel, hooking it up with his digit. With your mind spiraling, eyes rolling back, and lips parting to exhale another series of moans, your gummy walls clenched around his member, your body already trembling from the building, strong orgasm that pooled in the lower base of your tummy

“Yeah, you close?” he breathlessly muttered, sensing your soon-to-come release. You only whimpered, grinding against him, trying to chase your high, while James was right there with you—his movements slowing, grip tightening. "Yeah, me too baby, me too"

When he came it was a deep, slow, drawn-out—his body tensed underneath you, face twisting in the overwhelming sensation, his hips bucking up just once before he stilled. You collapsed against his chest, breathless, his arms wrapping around you immediately, holding you close, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder. “Wasn’t too much?” he murmured after a moment, voice softer now, yet hoarse, hand trembling as he run it down his face. Your lips only curled in satisfied smile when you shook your head, before pressing a lazy kiss to his jaw.

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[lixiaolang]

Reconnection

Pairing: Go Hyuntak x fem!reader

Summary: Having known of Hyuntak from his training days of Tae Kwon Do, you never thought you'd run into him again. What started as admiration from afar quickly turned into the beginning of something more.

Word count: 3.8k

Warnings: Bullying, profanity, mentions of blood. Nothing but fluff towards the end.

A/N: previous ☆ masterlist ☆ next

After Hyuntak left yesterday, you didn't know what to think. He has your number now and continues to offer to walk you home after school. Did that make you and him friends? Friends can softly caress the side of your face, right? They can also call you cute. They can hold hands and lean towards one another, eyes looking at their plump lips, imagining how they would taste and—

You shook your head, gently slapping your cheeks to get the daydream out of your mind. The new day had forecast cloudy weather, and you shoved your hands into the pockets of your jacket, holding on to one of the small hand warmers. As you continued your walk to school, anxiety slowly crept its way into you. Having no idea how the girls would react, it felt best to act like nothing even happened.

The minute you stepped foot into the school, however, all you heard was gossip. Slut. Whore. Bitch. This didn't surprise you. Although Hyuntak wasn't the most coveted boy from his school, the first being Baku, he was still extremely popular with some of the girls and even boys. So you've heard.

You kept your head down, making your way to homeroom until someone pushed you straight into the lockers. The loud sound startled some of the girls who turned to look at the scene. You winced in pain, the combination lock had hit your upper arm, and you held on to it before looking back at the girl who did this to you.

Yuna. She was a well-known bully in the school, her group of followers too scared of her to think for themselves. Her parents owned a bunch of hotels around the city, so she pretty much got whatever she wanted. With the way she's glaring at you now, you got the idea that Hyuntak was just another thing of wants on her list.

"Hey," she spat. "What's the deal with you and Go Hyuntak?"

You straightened up, adjusting the shoulder strap on your backpack. "Nothing."

Yuna laughed. "Liar. We know he went home with you last night."

"We're just friends."

"Well, stay away from him." She snapped. "If I see you two together again, you better watch yourself."

The girl turned on her heels, her minions following close behind. What the hell was that? You scoffed, having expected the name calling, but you didn't take Yuna as one to resort to violence. Her way was mostly picking on someone from a distance. You groaned, the pain of your bruised arm coming back into focus.

Walking into class, your best friend, Ja-in, was busy trying to pass another level of a game on her phone. She must have heard your presence when you sat down at the desk next to hers because she said without looking up, "Hey, y/n, don't think you're off the hook from what happened with Gotak yesterday. We want to know everything."

"Don't worry," you said, rubbing your arm. "Yuna beat you to it." You laughed at your own pun in your head.

Soo-ah, another close friend who sat in front of you noticed. "What happened? Did she hurt you?"

You shook your head. "No, just pushed me into the lockers."

"What?" Ja-in whipped around to face you, forgetting her game. "Did you fight back?"

"And risk getting suspended? Of course not."

Even though you haven't really practiced Tae Kwon Do after hearing about Hyuntak's knee injury, you were confident in remembering enough for basic self-defense. It wasn't something you'd ever thought to use, though. Your life was pretty mundane. Until now.

"What did she say?" Soo-ah asked you.

"To stay away from him."

Ja-in scoffed, "Hey, the nerves of that girl. Just because she's rich, she thinks she can have whatever she wants."

"Guys, it's fine. I'm sure she'll forget about it eventually. People like her have a shiny new toy almost every week."

"Are you going to see him again today? Gotak?" Soo-ah questioned.

You became aware that the class had fallen silent. It wasn't a full room since school hadn't started yet, but you didn't want the rumors to pick back up again. So you lied, shaking your head no. Your friends only nodded, understanding that this would be a conversation for a later time. As the class started filling up, you unzipped your backpack and focused on your academics for the rest of the day. It was also a good distraction from thinking about Hyuntak and how you were going to see him later.

◇

Ja-in and Soo-ah came rushing to find you at your last class after the last bell. As you were putting notebooks into your bag, they quickly scooped you up from your desk, leading you to one of the class windows overlooking the front of the school. "Hey, what are you two doing?"

"Look!"

You stared out, and because you were on the second floor of the school, it didn't take long for you to see them. Hyuntak and Baku were standing across the street at the front of the school. What were they both doing here? This was bad. You were sure Yuna had heard by now and was probably waiting for you out front.

"Shit." You said under your breath.

"Maybe Yuna already left." Soo-ah hoped.

Ja-in laughed. "I wouldn't count on it."

With one last look at Hyuntak, you turned away and grabbed your stuff. "Let's go."

The walk to the entrance was nerve-wracking, but you held your head high. You decided that whatever happened, you didn't want Hyuntak or Baku to get involved. This was your fight, especially if it came down to that. But you hoped it didn't.

Stepping outside, Yuna and her posse were waiting for you. They were blocking your way. Trying to look unfazed, you stared at her. "Hey, move."

When she didn't, you tried again. "I said m—”

Yuna fisted your uniform, pulling you around and throwing you into her mob of followers. Without having time to react, they dragged you further into the courtyard, yanking your hair while others threw punches at you. Before raising your arms to protect your face, you saw Soo-ah run off while Ja-in tried to help you. Two of the minions held on to her as she screamed in protest. "y/n!"

You fell to the ground, your lip busted, and felt the kicks begin. You struggled for breath when one of the girls landed her foot on your stomach, knocking the wind out of you. Yuna walked towards you with her arms crossed, "I told you to stay away from him. Stand her up."

Two pairs of hands grabbed either side of you, bringing you to your feet. You felt dizzy, and your vision was a bit blurry. Looking at Yuna as she stepped closer, anger started building up inside of you. Waiting for the right moment, you used the support of the two girls holding you up to land a jump front kick straight to her face.

She screamed, stumbling back and bent over in pain. You were breathing heavily and saw that a crowd had formed when some of the girls cheered. A few of them even held out their phones, capturing the fight. When Yuna got her composure, this time she yelled out with rage. Blood ran down her nose as she charged towards you with a fist. You closed your eyes, ready to take the punch, only for it to not land on your face. You heard people gasped and opened your eyes.

Hyuntak held Yuna's wrist inches away from you. You looked at his face, and you've never seen him so angry. He glared at her, his chest heaving up and down. Shoving her hand away, his words came out as a threat, "Do you have a death wish?"

"What?" Yuna chuckled in confusion or shock, maybe both.

He glanced at you and then looked back at her, "Five against one is unfair, don't you think?" His voice came out through gritted teeth. It was only then that you realized just how much he was trying to control himself. 

“And what are you doing to do? Hit me?” She mocked. 

Up above, a voice was heard from one of the windows. "Hey! What's going on down there?"

That was everyone's cue to disband. Not looking to get into trouble, the two girls holding you let go as they ran. You almost fell over if it weren't for Hyuntak catching you and holding you in place. Ja-in and Soo-ah ran up to you full of worry.

"y/n! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." You tried walking but failed. Feeling lightheaded, you let Hyuntak support you. 

Baku's voice came from behind them. "Gotak, the taxi is here."

Hyuntak hadn't said a word, all the while looking at you. Still holding on to you, he turned around and bent down a bit. Looking over his shoulder, he only said, "Get on."

Too tired to argue, you wrapped your arms over his neck, holding on tight as he lifted you up, his arms supporting your legs wrapped around his waist. His back felt warm and strong as you rested against him. When he turned you around, you saw that most of the courtyard was empty and Yuna had left.

"Thank you for coming to get me." Hyuntak said to Soo-ah. He then looked at Ja-in. "And thank you for trying to help her."

"Will you let us know as soon as she's alright?" Soo-ah asked.

"Of course."

"Take care of her, please." You heard Ja-in say.

You couldn't see his expression, but he only nodded. Your friends said goodbye to you as Hyuntak and Baku started walking towards the taxi. Once inside, you leaned against him, your eyes closed and sleep beginning to take over. Baku, who had been busy putting all of the bags into the trunk, hopped in and urgently said to the driver, "Please take us to the nearest hospital."

Hyuntak looked you over, moving your hair away from your face. His hands felt rough but gentle as he took in your injuries. You lightly shivered when his thumb touched over your bruised lips. You also had a few scratches from the girls' nails, and your body ached. A lot. Looking up at him, you leaned further into his touch. The look on his face was a mix of pain and worry. He hated seeing you like this.

“She's going to be okay, Gotak.” Baku reassured him.

The last thing you heard before drifting off to sleep was Hyuntak's soft voice saying, “I know. She's a fighter. That's what I like about her.”

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Your eyes fluttered open, the bright light blinding you for a moment. Taking in your surroundings, the hospital room was quiet apart from the beeping of the monitor, keeping your vitals in check. Your arm felt heavy and found Hyuntak leaning over the edge of the bed sleeping on a chair, his head down and arm over yours. Feeling emotional that he didn't leave, you reached over and ran your fingers through his hair. He stirred awake, lifting his head and widening his eyes when he saw that you awoke. 

“y/n. How are you feeling?”

“I'm grand.” You winced, trying to sit up. Your joke didn’t seem to land as he helped you.

Sighing, you looked at him, “I'm okay. Really. What did the doctor say?”

Hyuntak sat back down. “Apart from the scratches and bruises, he thinks you'll be fine. He said you'll be sore and to watch out for a possible concussion.”

“Did they call my dad?”

“They couldn't reach him.”

“Probably for the best. I wouldn't want him to worry if it's nothing serious.”

You saw him bite his tongue, looking away. “What?”

“You're in a hospital, and you think it's nothing serious?” He said, frowning.

“Considering it's not life or death, no, it's not.”

He looked at you incredulously. And then, he started laughing. Throwing his head back, you watched as he tried to catch his breath. You didn't know how to feel, much less what to say, so you just listened to the sound of his laughter, trying to commit it to memory.

“At first, I thought trouble went looking for you,” he smiled, petting your head, “but it looks like you're the one that goes looking for it.” 

“Shut up.” You rolled your eyes.

The door to your room opened, and Baku walked in, carrying your backpack.

“Hey. How are you doing?”

“I'm alright.” You smiled. “Thank you for your help today.”

“I'm just sorry we have to keep meeting like this. Even if seeing you kick that girl in the face was badass.” Baku grinned. “The doctor said you can leave whenever you're ready.”

Hearing the good news, you began to get up. The boys left to let you get changed, and you checked your phone once you had your uniform and jacket back on. Ja-in and Soo-ah had sent you messages checking in on you. You quickly replied, saying you were okay and on your way home. Exiting the hospital, the day had turned to night during your slumber. You checked the time and saw it was almost eight.

“I'll be heading home first.” Baku said.

Hyuntak hugged him tightly. “Thanks for sticking around.”

“And miss all the fun? Come on, you know me better than that.” He turned to you, leaning down to your level. “If he gets out of line, you give him one of those kicks for me, would you?” You both laughed.

“Hey, Park Hu-min! What are you saying?” Hyuntak objected, playfully punching his friend.

Baku dodged, striding away, only turning around to yell back, “See you tomorrow!” 

“Ah, that guy.” He shook his head, hands on his hips.

You smiled and started walking in the direction of your home when you were pulled back from the sleeve of your jacket.

“Where are you going, troublemaker?” Hyuntak questioned.

“Home.” You stated, ignoring the new nickname. 

He shook his head. “It's too far. My place is closer.”

“I can call a taxi.”

“And who's going to take care of you if you get a concussion?”

You opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. You wanted to argue, saying you'll be fine. But then you recall his words from yesterday. How he wants to be there for you. You knew you would do the same for him in a heartbeat, so you gave in.

“Okay.” You nodded.

“Are you okay to walk, or should I carry you again?” 

You felt embarrassed at his question for some reason and quickly said, “I can walk.”

He nodded, grabbing your backpack from your hands. His own was already on his back, so he just slung yours over his shoulder. 

“It's not far,” He said softly, feeling his free hand grab yours. Blushing, you looked up at him, “Is this alright?”

Nodding your head, Hyuntak started leading you towards his home. The night air was chilly, so you leaned closer to him for warmth. You both were lost in thought, but it was a comfortable silence, the noise of the city filling in. His hand felt secure, holding yours like you might disappear. After a few blocks, he led you up to his apartment. Opening the door, you excused yourself as you stepped in. It was surprisingly spacious.

“Are your parents home?” You wondered.

“Mom's working a night shift at a clinic. She won't be back till late morning.” He set the backpacks down and turned towards you. “I'll lend you some of my clothes. My room is down the hall, first door on the right.”

Taking off your shoes, you slowly made your way. Opening the door and turning on the light, you caught your breath at the sight before you. Tae Kwon Do trophies lined up on one side of his room above his dresser. You walked towards them and noticed he had some various medals hung around the mirror. Reaching up, you twirled one with your hand, admiring it.

“Are you thirsty?”

You whipped around and saw Hyuntak standing at the doorway, holding a glass of water. He was expressionless as he walked in and offered it to you. Taking it, you watched him as he looked for something. He grabbed his blue hoodie and a pair of clean sweatpants from his closet.

“These are going to fit too big on you.” He finally smiled. 

“It's okay.” You smiled back.

Leaving you to it, you took off everything apart from your underwear. Slipping on his hoodie, which was slowly becoming your favorite, you inhaled his scent. It relaxed you and brought you comfort even though it was too big on you, going past your waist. You thought about not even wearing the sweatpants, but nerves got the better of you. You tied your hair up in a bun with a hair tie you found in the pocket of your uniform. Pushing back the sleeves to free your hands, you opened the door.

Finding him in the kitchen, the aroma of ramen made your stomach growl. He turned to look at you and chuckled, “I figured you'd be hungry since we practically missed dinner.”

You starred at him, your eyes traveling down from his face and saw that he had changed clothes as well, settling for some basketball shorts and a loose black t-shirt. Sitting down at the kitchen counter, you found him staring at you too, “What?”

“Blue looks lovely on you.”

“I like it better on you.” You blushed, looking down.

Hyuntak smiled warmly, placing the bowl of noodles in front of you. He sat across from you, and you both began to eat. You ate with gusto, feeling satisfied with the delicious meal. He watched and smiled to himself. After taking a bite, he spoke up.

“Who was that girl you were fighting?”

You blinked, not expecting his question. Swallowing the remaining food in your mouth, you drank some water before answering. “Yuna. The most popular girl in the school.”

“Why did she start the fight?”

“She wanted me to stay away from you.” You shrugged.

“How come?”

That made you laugh, “I'll ask her that next time I'm smashing her nose in.”

He remained silent, deep in thought. You looked at him, a bit surprised. Did he seriously mean his question? He had to know what some of the girls thought of him, right? How they all wanted to date him or just hook up if they could. You hesitated before saying, “Almost everyone at school thinks you're amazing.”

“They do?”

You nodded.

There was a moment of silence until he asked, “Is that what you think too?”

“Yes.” You confessed, unable to look at him. “Even before we met at training, I always thought of you as amazing.” 

Hyuntak's heart swelled with love at your words. He got up and came around to pull you in for a hug. Wrapping your arms around him like you did last time, you pulled him in closer. You felt his chin rest at the top of your head and place a hand at the back of it.

“I think you're amazing too.”

His warmth engulfed you, compared to the coldness of the rain when he hugged you last time. He had this aura about him that just made you want to trust him. His eyes, so kind and inviting towards you. The more you got to know him, the more you realized you've never met anyone like him before. People like Hyuntak don't come around very often.

Eventually, he pulls back, lightly pinching your cheek, “Are you sleepy yet?”

“A little.” You giggled. 

“I set an extra toothbrush in the bathroom across my room for you. I can also make you some hot chocolate to help you sleep. Go get some rest, and I'll be there shortly.”

You quickly brushed your teeth and went back to his room, taking the opportunity to look around more. There were a few basketball trophies above his desk on the other side. Further down, some workout equipment, like a jump rope, lay on the floor. He had some books here and there, a Bluetooth stereo, and other little knick knacks. Overall, his room reflected him down to a tee.

When Hyuntak came back, you took the mug and sat on his bed, legs crossed. He grabbed his basketball, tossing it from hand to hand as he sat down on his desk chair. “What are you doing tomorrow?”

“My friends will want to know how I am, so I'll probably invite them over.” You took a sip of your drink.

“Since it'll be Saturday, it's a good idea to take it easy.”

“We don't go out much. I'm more of a homebody.”

Hyuntak nodded.

“Do you go out a lot?” You asked.

“Sometimes. My friends and I do volunteer work from time to time. Either that or we just hang out playing basketball or catch up at Baku's dad's restaurant.”

It was your turn to nod. You finished your drink and watched as he took it and placed it on his desk.

“You can sleep in here,” he said. “I'll take the couch.”

“Won't you be uncomfortable?”

A teasing smile crept up on his face, “Where do you suggest I sleep then?”

“In your room.” You tried not to notice his smirk. “I can sleep on the couch.”

That upset him. “In your condition? Don't be ridiculous.”

You tried staring him down, and he sighed. “I can see where this is going to go.”

To your disbelief, he turned off the light and walked over to the empty side of his bed. He undid the covers and sat down, turning to look at you. “Is this okay with you?”

Swallowing hard, you quietly let out a yes, unsure if he heard it.

“Come here.”

You crawled in next to him under the covers, your heart beating fast. Both of you were on your side, facing each other. With the little bit of light coming in from his window, you were able to see his face. His hand moved a strand of hair behind your ear, eyes never leaving yours.

“You're so pretty.” He whispered.

Melting at his words, you felt brave to move closer to him. You placed your forehead against his chest, and he welcomed you, wrapping his arms around you. His heart was beating fast, just like yours. Sleep started taking over, and you tried to fight it, not wanting to go just yet.

“Hyuntak,” you said softly, “I really like you.”

You felt his soft lips press against your forehead. Overcome with emotion, Hyuntak pulled you in closer.

“I really like you too, y/n.”

“Hmm,” you humed with a smile, too tired to say anything else. You drifted off to sleep, safe and sound in his arms.

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