#monsta x son hyunwoo angst

[winter-dayz]

Idyllic

Pairing: Son Hyunwoo x Reader Inspired by Snowglobe (2007) Genre: Angst; Fluff Words: 990

Masterlist | 12 Days of Ficmas Masterpost

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

Y/N always loved Christmas. Ever since she was young, she always found the holiday to be the most enchanted and romantic. She adored the decorations and festivities; she reveled in the warmth of the lit fireplaces and fluffy blankets; she was filled with joy that people had always seemed more giving and friendly. It probably didn’t help that her childhood was spent in an idyllic, snowy town.

But that was when she was younger—a free-spirit with not a care in the world other than waiting for the first snowfall to make snowmen and angels. In her late teens, Y/N’s family had moved away, and ever since then, Y/N has longed for that picture-perfect Christmas once again.

She wanted to go back to the days of the fresh, fluffy snow and the perfect cookies her grandmother made and the beautifully decorated neighborhood houses with twinkling trees and a wreath on every window. She didn’t want to spend another second worrying so much about work and bills or having so many responsibilities that she didn’t even have time to hang up a stocking.

Her aunt, the woman who understood Y/N’s love for Christmas best, was the one to get her out of her cheer-less slump with an early present on the first day of December. She had gotten Y/N a one-of-a-kind snow globe. It was large with a polished wooden base; the inside depicted that perfect Christmas town Y/N had been longing for since her childhood.

It’s magic. That’s what her aunt had told her. The snow globe was full of the whimsy and Christmas cheer that Y/N was missing this year. She had told her niece if she shook it and believed hard enough, she would be taken away to a winter wonderland with everything she was looking for.

Later that night Y/N had smiled sadly as she shook the snow globe and placed it on her bedside table. She so badly wanted what her aunt had said to be true, but it just wasn’t possible. Magic didn’t exist, and the perfect Christmas was a memory lost to time from Y/N’s past.

However, as Y/N slept that night, swirls of snowflakes and a white glow drifted from the snow globe, enveloping Y/N. As a bitter wind brushed over her, Y/N awoke to find herself laying in a snowpile in the Christmas town from her decoration.

“Are you alright?”

Y/N startled at the voice, whipping to the side to find a tall, broad-chested man looking down at her. He smiled softly, highlighting his handsome features, and reached out to help her up. She nodded, taking his hand, and stood to dust off the snow covering her.

“I’m Shownu. Are you new to town?”

Y/N simply nodded again, still too stunned by her surroundings to do much else.

She took in the little town that she could see from their spot on the hillside. Behind them was what seemed to be an endless forest of pine trees, the scent of evergreen sharp in her nose. Softer, drifting on the breeze, was the smell of cinnamon and gingerbread baking with chestnuts roasting and the sweetness of cloves and oranges being brewed for mulled wine. Snowflakes continued to dance on the icy breeze, floating down from a somehow cloudless night sky—every star shining brightly—and the town in the valley glowed with a warmth she hadn’t experienced in years.

Y/N could hardly believe it. Her aunt was right, and she had found her perfect Christmas town.

Shownu, who worked in the woodshop and lumberyard, was immediately friendly and welcoming, if not a bit shy. He offered to show her around the town, introducing Y/N to the residents and business owners—who were all just as welcoming and kind as Shownu had been to her. They all just seemed to radiate the spirit of Christmas that she so craved in her daily life.

Everything in the town was perfect, and it was easy for Y/N to fall into a routine with the townsfolk. Hours turned to days turned to weeks, and Y/N lost herself to the wonderland of the snow globe world.

Each day Y/N would awaken at the town inn and help serve the patrons breakfast as thanks for allowing her to stay. Then she would wander the town and participate in whatever activities the town was hosting—there was sledding and decorating and a town-wide bake-off and even snow castle building.

In the evenings, after Christmas festivities and daily chores were completed, Shownu would pick Y/N up at the inn and take her to dinner. He would go caroling with her and shopping for sweaters and gifts. They went to a Christmas party and were caught under the mistletoe. He asked her on a date, which involved a horse-drawn carriage and fireside hot cocoa.

Quickly, Shownu and Y/N found themselves wrapped in a bubble of not only holiday cheer, but romance and passion and love. One date turned into two. A giggly mistletoe peck turned into heated stolen kisses with breathy voices and whispered promises. Innocent hand-holding and quick hugs goodbye turned to cuddling in front of the fireplace and desperate embraces underneath the stars beneath a woolen blanket.

However, just like in any enchanting fairytale, it eventually came to an end.

On Christmas Eve, both soul and body bare, Y/N and Shownu exchanged presents and promises of a lifetime of love. But as they drifted off just before midnight in front of the dwindling fire, Y/N felt a shiver of bitter, icy air, and when she fluttered her eyes open, she found herself back in her bedroom, alone.

Y/N sat up, glancing around her small, lonely bedroom, as memories of the idyllic little Christmas town began to drift away. Until the only face she could remember was that of her Christmas love.

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Within an Inch of Your Life | Shownu [NSFW]

Son Hyunwoo (Shownu - MONSTA X)

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~4.6k

Pairing: Shownu x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Romance, Some Angst, Very Little Plot, Very Dirty

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M! Receiving), Hickeys, Deepthroating, Face-Fucking, Fingering, Pet Names (Pumpkin, Princess, Sweet Girl, etc.), Very Dirty Talk, Unprotected Sex (Use a condom, reader is on the pill in this story)

Author's Note: This is my first fic, holy cow.

EDIT (7/22/24): I fixed this. Since it was my first fic, it wasn't up to my current standards. I mostly just Beta-ed it and fixed some grammar/spelling, maybe tweaked some sentences.

I am cross-posting this on Archive. Please reblog! If you know anyone that would like this or future fics but they aren't on here my name and icon are exactly the same on the other site. Happy reading!

You stared at the ceramic cup on your bathroom vanity, the cheap blue toothbrush glaring back at you. It sat in there amongst your own teeth cleaning products, mocking you. The bright color stark against the black and white of everything else in the bathroom, even your own toothbrush. Reaching out you placed your own that you had just finished using in the cup and grabbed the blue one. Staring down at it, you weren't sure how to feel. It had been a few weeks since it’d been used. And it never would again. Blinking, then sighing, you left the bathroom, and stopped next to the trash can outside the door near the kitchen. Your foot rested on the paddle to open the lid, you inhaled, then pressed down as you exhaled. Your hand holding the toothbrush lingered over the gaping bin. Swallowing a lump in your throat you didn't expect to be there, you gripped the brush tighter. Emotion whelmed in you, but you couldn't pinpoint what kind. Were you angry? Guilty? Sad? Fuck it. You harshly threw the brush in the can and let the lid slam closed as your foot left the peddle.

"What's with the aggression?" Yuna called to you from the other side of the apartment where she was on your couch. She was rubbing sleep from her eyes as she sat up from her sleeping perch.

"Don't worry about it." You were still staring at the trash can, now closed. You heard her bare feet pad on the hardwood floor as she came up to you. She blew her nose into a napkin she grabbed from the counter behind the can, and you stepped out of the way to let her throw away the used paper.

"Oh." Realization hit her. She saw the toothbrush, which was the only thing in there. You moved away and into the kitchen to get your coffee ready as she took a place on a stool at the counter.

"What even happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why did you two break up?" she asked and you exhaled. Grabbing a coffee mug, you put the cup on the perch of your coffee maker and pressed the largest button. You didn't answer.

"Was he bad in bed or something?"

"No."

"Did he cheat on you?"

"No."

"Controlling? Possessive?"

"No. Not really."

"Then why? You don't seem all that torn up about it."

"It’s a bit of a relief…"

"A relief? Why?"

"I…I was pity-dating him."

"WHAT!?"

"Calm down. He had been in love with me for years, and I felt bad for turning him down so much…Also, I was, frustrated without Younghoon being here…"

"So, you used him? That's harsh."

"Look, he wouldn't leave me alone, kept asking me out, getting me things. Might as well make it easier and say yes…"

"So, why did you break it off?"

"I didn't."

"He broke up with you?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"I told him."

"Told him what?"

"That I was pity-dating him…"

"Fuck. That must have been rough."

"Yeah." You stared down as the swirling liquid in your cup, having stopped stirring the cappuccino mix in.

"I felt so guilty I had to come clean." You rested back against the counter crossing your arms, somewhat hugging yourself.

"Why? Why not just break up with him? You had to tell him?"

"Yes."

"What made you do that?"

"Because…" Your words got caught in your throat, the realization hitting you.

"B-because. I can't lie to those I love." Your voice cracked, causing her face to soften.

"You fell in love with him."

"Y-yeah."

"Then why not stay in the relationship?"

"I don't want a real relationship with him built on a lie. I had to come clean." You stood up straight, ignoring your drink and going to sit on your bed. You buried your face in your hands, your throat caught as you swallowed, your eyes burned.

"Oh, girlie." Yuna followed you, sitting on your bed next to you, and pulled you into a hug.

"I'm such a fucking horrible person." You sobbed, and she rubbed your back.

"I love him. I do. I was in denial. It hit me so suddenly and so hard, I think I must have felt that way longer than I realized. God, forgive me." you cried as she held you. Her phone went off as your sobs subsisted and she went to answer it.

"Shit. I have to get to class. I'll message you later." She kissed your forehead and gathered her stuff, leaving your apartment. Leaving your cooling drink on the kitchen counter, you curled back up in bed and fell asleep.

~*~*~

"(Y/N)!" Yuna slammed her palm on the door, ringing the bell a few times. She knew you were home. She could see your bag and keys on the table through the window. You hadn't answered her calls or texts for three days and wouldn't answer the door either.

"Yuna?" A man's voice caught her attention and she turned to see Hyunwoo coming up the stairs to get to the second-floor apartment.

"Hyunwoo! What are you doing here?" She quieted her voice, not sure how you might react if you heard. She knew your recent lack of actions was due to the breakup, and your revelation of feelings for the man.

"I was going to get my stuff and leave my key." His voice was noticeably flat, and the woman couldn't read his expression.

"You have a key!" Your friend lunged forward, snagging the set of keys from his hands. She shoved the metal into the lock and opened the door.

"(Y/N)!" she shouted, storming in.

~*~*~

You buried deeper into your pillows and sheets as Yuna banged on your door. You didn't want to see anyone, not even her. You felt you didn't deserve her comfort. You were a shitty person who did a shitty thing. You flinched when you heard a key in the lock, wondering who the hell was there. Yuna didn't have a key, and only your uncle did as the landlord. You had given the second key to your ex…to Hyunwoo.

"(Y/N)!" The other woman's harsh shout broke the silence you had been dwelling in. You hoped your uncle was there too, who else would have let her in? You are jarred to attention as your friend yanked your comforter off of you and the bed.

"What?" you snapped, and she climbed on the bed, flipping you over to force you to sit up.

"You bitch! You left me on read!" She put you in a playful headlock and ruffled your unkempt hair. You had showered, but a hairbrush? Who is she? You shoved Yuna off, and she got off the bed, stomping away. When she came back you heard another set of footsteps along with hers, too heavy to be even be your uncle.

"The only way you are going to get over this pity party you threw yourself is by telling the truth!" Yuna snapped, dragging your now ex-boyfriend into view past the half wall that separated your sleeping area from the living room. He stood there, staring at you. You wouldn't meet his gaze. Yuna moved into the kitchen, looking in the fridge and hastily writing stuff on your grocery list pad.

"I am going to go buy you food, you two better talk!" She pointed at you sternly, at him, and then left. You were left in silence with him.

"W-why are you here?" Your voice was scratchy, mouth dry.

"Came to get my stuff." He nodded toward the dresser drawer where his stuff still was.

"Ah." You licked your chapped lips. You hadn't drunk or eaten much in the last three days. He could tell, he knew you too well. He left your direct line of sight and went to retrieve a bottle of water from your fridge. Coming back, he jutted it into your face. You took it, not meeting his eyes. Your small sips turned into big gulps, the cool liquid a sweet relief.

"What was Yuna talking about? You telling me the truth?" Luckily, you had swallowed before he asked so you didn't choke. Closing the bottle, you threw it further up your bed. You heaved your legs up onto the bed, your knees touching your chest. You chewed on your thumbnail, not knowing how to start.

"You wanna tell me why you broke my heart?" His tone was harsh, a tinge of sadness laced through it. Your breath caught, the stinging in your eyes came back.

"It would have hurt less if you just broke up with me. But telling me you only dated me out of pity? I love you; I have for years-"

"I had to tell you."

"Why?"

"I couldn't keep lying."

"Why not? You had been doing it for nearly seven months." His voice was sharp with anger.

"I-I can’t…" You swallowed a lump, fighting your quivering lip, "I can’t lie to someone I love."

You weren’t sure what his reaction was, you didn't look up at him.

"What?"

"I couldn't keep lying to you. I love you-" You didn't even get the chance to work up the courage to look at him. His hands went quickly to your jaw, hauling you close, up and out of bed. His lips found yours and the kiss was different from any before. You could feel how strong his emotions were. He was rough, domineering, barely letting you breathe. His tongue wrapped around yours, sucking you in. He was practically bent over you, being nearly a foot taller, your neck tipping back far to make up for the rest of the distance. You whined, your hands gripping his shirt from under his jacket. Hyunwoo swallowed you and every little noise you made. As he pulled away, he bit your bottom lip, the tang of blood hitting your tongue. He stepped back abruptly, running his hand through his hair.

"Fuck. Don't play with me." He shook his head, and you stumbled to sit back on your bed.

"I'm not. I didn't…I only realized a few days ago how I felt…"

"What am I supposed to with this, huh?" He paced a bit, roughing his hair up.

"Do what you want. Whatever you decide…" You drifted off, not sure what you wanted him to do. You wanted him to kiss you again. But you felt you deserved him leaving and never talking to you again. You felt he should break your heart, like you did his.

"Part of me wants to walk out of here and never think about you again." He finally got out and the words pierced you, a tear rolling down your cheek.

"Another part of me wants to give you another chance…" You closed your eyes, willing the other tears back.

"But there's something else I really, really want to do." You heard him get closer but refused to look at him. You gasped as his hands dug into the hair at the nape of your neck, pulling your head back, making you look up at him.

"W-what?" His lips were so close to yours and while you weren’t sure what he wanted to do, you wanted it too.

"Please, whatever you want." you whispered, but his lips didn't meet yours. His tongue doesn't taste yours. His mouth instead went to your ear…

"I'm going to fuck you within an inch of your life." You gasped at his words, then found yourself briefly in the air as he threw you back on the bed. Hyunwoo tore his jacket off and finally brought his lips back to yours. A strong thigh jammed between your legs, rubbing against your core, covered only by your thin shorts. His large hand ran down your thigh, hitching it up to his and he grinded his growing hard on into you.

"Fuck." You whimpered as he pulled away from the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting your lips. He stared at you intensely till he dipped back down, latching onto the weak point of your neck, right under your jaw, almost your throat. He sucked hard then bit the flesh, making you shiver. You laid there and let him do whatever. The man left scathing kisses, sucking bruises onto your skin, everywhere: your neck, shoulders -once your shirt was off- your chest, breasts, ribs, stomach. He avoided anything covered by your tiny shorts, giving you more marks on your inner thighs. Your skin was on fire, and you didn't think you cum with just that stimulation, but you were close.

Hyunwoo sat back on his knees, pulling his t-shirt over his head and never before had you been so enthralled. Your type was normally guys with a dancer's body, and pretty, nothing like him. He was devastatingly handsome and while you normally wouldn't care for the taught pecs, ridged abs and sharp v-line of his hips…He truly did look like sex incarnate.

You wanted to sit up, reach for his belt, pull his pants down and let him fuck your throat. But he was in control, entirely. You weren't exactly ever a dominant lover, not really even a switch, but this time it was wholly up to him what happened. Your mouth watered at the sight for the first time, your romantic feelings fueled your sexual desire. He undid his belt and removed his jeans, his hard cock tenting his boxer briefs. Was he always that big?

"Something wrong, pumpkin?" You could hear the smirk in his voice. Due to your previous feelings, or lack-there-of, you never really gave him a good look. He was just your brother's stupid friend. You were getting a really good look in.

"Y-you, uh…" Your mouth watered.

"Wanna taste?" He gripped himself over the fabric and you nodded quickly. He huffed in amusement. Despite the fact you loved a dick in your mouth, you had never done it with him. Didn't let yourself, lest you get hooked. He motioned with his head for you to come closer and you crawled across the bed to where he stood at the foot of it. The bed was the perfect height to allow your face to be perfectly level with his cock. You let out a whimper and he titled his head, watching in amusement. With shaking hands, you reached for the waistband of his boxers and carefully pulled them off. Your mouth watered as he was revealed to you.

"Fuck." You exhaled, watching his dick bob in the air as he stepped out of his final garment. Wiggling your jaw back and forth, you thanked the stars that so many strep-throat tests as a kid killed your gag reflex. You couldn't believe that he had been inside of you before. It made you wonder if your stomach bulged from his girth.

"You just gonna stare?" He stepped closer and you scooched the little bit closer you needed to. Wrapping your lips around the head of his cock, Hyunwoo exhaled in relief, and you groaned at his taste. You rolled your tongue around him like a popsicle, making him tip his head back with a sigh. Without going much further than the tip, you sucked hard and pulled back. This made him bury his hands in your hair to prevent you from going anywhere.

"What-?" He tilted your head to look up at his face.

"Fuck me. My mouth." You cleared your throat, and he blinked in shock before a devious smirk broke out on his handsome face.

"Really? You sure?"

"Please, please-" You opened your mouth as wide as you could, and he slowly thrusted his dick into your mouth. The deeper he went the more saliva built up in your mouth, starting to drip. The head reached the back of your throat and he moved to pull back his hips, but you stopped him. Your hands flew to his thighs, pulling him closer.

"Fucking hell, (Y/N)." His voice had a hint of a whine to it. He was the perfect length. Your nose hit his pelvis, his cock buried in your throat, but not too deep. While somewhat restricted, you could still breathe when he would pull back; that fact made your walls clench, aching to be filled as well. You shuffled a bit, splaying your knees more, lowering you just a bit. This let him angle his cock down a bit more and you looked up at him expectantly. He practically growled at this and began to thrust into your mouth. Tears sprung to your eyes; you weren't sure if it was from what he was doing or the fact that it was happening at all. Drool dripped down your chin, tears from your eyes, and wet from your cunt. You wouldn't be surprised if when he came -down your throat preferably- that you too would climax. His thrusts picked up some, got shallower and his grip pulled at your scalp. The slight sting from your hair, the fat head of his cock battering your throat, and the taste of his precum was sending you into overdrive. While not one for sado-masochism or bondage, a little pain was nice. In the back of his mind, Hyunwoo marveled at the fact that you had not gagged yet. He was too focused on the wet vacuum of your mouth to think about it too much. The sight of your lips swallowing his swollen cock over and over was orgasmic in itself, but the looking your eyes was what sent him over the edge. They were glazed over in pleasure; you already looked so fucked out.

"(Y/N), can I come inside?" He grunted out and you moaned, wanting nothing more.

"Ah fuck." His hips stuttered and you felt the hot, thick cum spray down your throat. He was so deep you almost couldn't taste his release, which…Just. Kept. Going. You swallowed what seemed like over and over and over before he was done.

Hyunwoo pulled out slowly, his cock still half-hard. You caught your breath, finally getting a normal amount of air. Your core was quivering, and you knew you had cum as well from the amount of wetness stuck to the fabric of your shorts. That and your head was swimming.

"Oh, princess." He shook his head, breathing hard himself. You peered up at him with a dazed look and he had never seen you quite like that. He had seen you close, once, your true submissive nature blooming forth. He knew you would let him do anything he wanted, and man was there a lot he wanted to do to you. He had promised to fuck you within an inch of your life, and he was going to make good on it.

"What do you want me to do to you now, sweetheart?"

"Anything." You whined and he groaned, then remembered something. While you had never said it before, he knew you had a thing for hands. You had told him once he wasn't allowed to wear rings because it made his fingers look too good. How easily would you fall apart on his fingers? How many times could he make you come tonight?

"You still on the pill?"

"Yea."

"Good." He hadn't brought any condoms, not thinking anything was going to happen when he left his apartment that morning.

"Scoot up." He ran the back of his finger over your cheek, still damp from tears and you scurried up the mattress. You lay back as he climbed over you; he watched you watch his hand move to your core. He raised an eyebrow as he stroked over the fabric of your shorts. You tended to get very wet very easily, but this was much more than usual.

"Did you cum?" Hyunwoo asked; you nodded sheepishly.

"Oh my god." He dove in, latching onto your lips, not caring that you had just been sucking him dry. Your teeth clacked against his from the messy kiss. His kisses moved from your mouth, down your neck and he settled on your throat again. You were already littered with hickeys, but he was ready to leave more. As he marked your further, he pulled your shorts off roughly, a slight ripping noise coming from the seams. He tossed the last piece of your clothing away, you never slept with underwear on. Finally, his fingers touched your bare pussy, making you whine.

"Oh (Y/N)." He chuckled, burying two fingers in your hot cunt, his thumb finding your swollen clit. You released a long shaky moan, clenching around the digits. He found your weak spot quickly and your hips tilted up, your back arching. You wanted desperately for him to pull his fingers out and fuck you with his delicious cock already, but you refused to say anything. This was for him; he could do whatever he wanted to you, and you would thank him. How had you not realized that this man was the sexiest one on the face of the earth? The pads of his fingers rubbed against your g-spot in just the right way, and it was driving you crazy. His two fingers moved separately, the way they curled and thrusted making the sensations unpredictable. He added a third and spread them, getting you ready for his huge cock. You could feel the strength in his hands, you felt his knuckles rub against your walls, and his palm grinded against your clit.

"H-Hyunwoo!" Your hands landed on his chest, your nails digging into the skin, your release building faster than either of you expected.

"Cum for me, sweet girl." And you did. The breath was knocked out of your lungs, flashes of white dotted your vision. You heard him chuckle, but it sounded like he was far in the distance, rumbling through the air and cutting through the ringing in your ears. When you came down from your high, your vision sharpened, and you saw him smiling down at you. He came closer, bumping his nose against yours, touching his forehead to yours.

"I love you." he whispered, and you hitched a sob, reaching up to cup his jaw. Your thumbs stroked the arch of his cheekbones.

"I love you too." He kissed you softly, his fingers leaving your pussy. His hands cupped your thighs, hitching them up to wrap around his waist. You pulled back from the kiss with a gasp as he stroked his cock against your cunt, fully hard again. Hyunwoo knew he was teasing you, rutting against you, covering his dick in your wetness but refusing to enter you.

"Please, please, please." You began to beg; you weren't even close to ashamed. You needed him inside of you, rearranging your insides, carving himself into you, ruining you for anyone else. His hands came up to yours, still on his cheeks, wrapping his fingers around yours, and pinned them up by your head. With great dexterity, he shifted his hips and began to slip inside of you, still holding your hands. His lips hovered over yours, not quite meeting, your mouth hung open in a silent moan as he split you in half. Not only had it been a while since you two had sex; you hadn't gotten yourself off either. No fingers, no vibrator, nothing. Hyunwoo groaned as he settled deep inside of you. The head of his cock almost touched your cervix, your walls gripping him tighter than they ever had before. Your legs held him close, your ankles linked. It seemed your body refused to let him go. He just sat inside of you, giving you small kisses, and let your walls get used to the stretch. His cock was so deep, it felt like he was in your throat and the delicious burn of the stretch was addicting. It never felt so good before, you used to think the idea sex felt better the more you loved the other person was bullshit. No. You were in euphoria, and he hadn't even moved yet.

"Can I move?" he asked, resting his forehead on your collarbone. He really just wanted to fuck you into the mattress, but he wanted this to last as long as possible.

"Yes." you gasped out, preparing for him to knock loose your kidney but he barely pulled out and then slowly thrust back in, grinding his pelvis into yours. Even this slight movement knocked the wind out of you. The next thrust was a bit faster but just as shallow and his breath mixed with yours as he hovered over you. Not pulling out any further, his hips pumped hard, and you threw your head back. Hyunwoo moved his hands from holding yours to wrapping one around your wrists his free hand moving to your lower back to shift you some. With your legs wrapped around his waist, when he sat up on his knees more your butt left the bed; he manhandled you into a near mating press. Somehow, he got deeper, and you knew if it was a thing, your cervix would get bruised.

"I don't think I can hold back." He grunted; his eyes closed in concentration. What the hell were you in for if he was holding back? You had never been taken quite like that before, by anyone, least of all him. You 'made love'. You were in for him fucking you stupid, like he promised.

"Do what you want." You pled; he had stopped moving and you desperately needed him to keep going.

"You have anywhere to be the next few days?"

"No?"

"Good, because I don't want you to be able to walk when I'm done with you." He gave you a devious smirk, pulling away to rest back on his heels. His strong hands dug into the flesh of your thighs where they rested at his side, holding him to you. You let him move them and exhaled harshly as he forced your knees to your ears, completely and easily folding you in half. Still not moving his hips he leaned down so he could speak right into your ear.

"That pill better work good because I'm going to pump you full of my cum." He thrusted, hard. If your breath hadn't left your lungs, you would have nearly screamed. It wasn't a shallow hard thrust like before, no; he pulled out nearly all the way before slamming back in. Even you could tell how tight your walls were clenching him, desperately trying to hold him in. Not able to tell what part of you wanted him more -your psyche, your heart, or your cunt- you just knew you never wanted him to stop.

"Hyunwoo-" You weren't sure if you could say anything but his name, but his next thrust stopped all thoughts.

"I want my hand shape to be bruised into your skin." He clenched your thighs under your knees.

Another thrust.

"I want to brand you with the feeling of my cock in your cunt so only I can ever satisfy you."

Thrust.

"I want to fuck you on every surface of this apartment." As he recited every filthy desire straight into your ear, he pounded his fat cock so hard into you, you thought he would split you in half.

"I want to paint your skin with my cum and then fill you back up again in the shower."

"I want to fill every part of you that I can. Your pussy, your womb, your mouth, your throat. If you let me, I'll even bury my cock in your ass and paint you white there too."

Your head swam with each word. He was always so sweet and soft before. This was different, he had turned into an animal, and he was determined to fuck you like one.

"I'll do it all. Everything I want. I promise, I will fuck you within an inch of your life."

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Shadows In The Night: A Tale Of Love And Heartbreak

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EM76zeL by Kikihyunniee Kihyun escapes in the middle of the night from his abusive boyfriend with nothing but the clothes on his back. Attempting to pick up the pieces from his shattered life, Kihyun loses himself in the process but gains something that can never be taken from him. His pack and bondmate, the leader of one of the biggest gangs in Gwangyong City, Alpha Son Hyunwoo. Words: 1582, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Monsta X (Band), ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: M/M, Multi Characters: Son Hyunwoo | Shownu, Yoo Kihyun, Lee Minhyuk (Monsta X), Chae Hyungwon, Lee Jooheon (Monsta X), Im Changkyun | I.M, Lee Hoseok | Wonho Relationships: Son Hyunwoo | Shownu/Yoo Kihyun, Everyone/Everyone, Chae Hyungwon/Lee Minhyuk, Im Changkyun | I.M/Lee Jooheon Additional Tags: mob!au, Domestic Violence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Son Hyunwoo | Shownu, Omega Yoo Kihyun, Omega Lee Hoseok | Wonho, Alpha Lee Minhyuk (Monsta X), Omega Chae Hyungwon, Omega Lee Jooheon (Monsta X), Omega Im Changkyun | I.M, Past Rape/Non-con, Rape/Non-con Elements, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Group Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Unsafe Sex, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Heavy Themes So Please Head The Tags And Trigger Warnings, Dark Story With Happy Ending, Heavy Angst, OT7 read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EM76zeL

[cosmichoneyedblossoms]

Ocean Eyes

Pairing: Shownu X Reader

Genre: Pirate!AU, Smut, Angst

Word Count: 3,021

Summary: While taking you back home, Shownu couldn’t help falling for you. You insisted on him keeping you aboard knowing that women being pirates was against code, but what happens when he learns why you became a pirate?

The ocean breathed, her surface rising and falling with rhythmic ease. The waves mimicked the pulse that pumped the blood through your very own veins as if you were part of the ocean. Her beautiful turquoise waters crashed against the hull of the ship—in the countless days you’ve been on the board, you never took the time to admire the beauty it held. It never occurred to you to take the time to wonder about the ancient oak that had no longer smelt of wildflowers, but seeped the calming scent of sea salt. The masts that stood tall like they used to in the forest, once decorated with green foliage, was now fashioned with sails of dingy white and creams, but now that you think about it, the rich dark timbers reminded you of him.

“Y/N.”

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

You looked away from the glittering ocean to his face, catching his soft gaze. His eyes reminded you of the rocks that jutted out of the sea, flecks of deep brown married with lighter hues, weathered by the chaotic waves, “We’ll be at Singapore in the next two days…” Shownu usual thunderous voice was matching the calmness of the wind, it almost getting caught in the wind. The counted days that you spent on the boat were ones that Shownu began to treasure, and the closer you got to Singapore, the more he wanted to keep you near.

“Y’know, you could always keep me on, Captain.” You swung your legs over the railing, your shoes making a thump as your weight hit the wood. Even if you make it home, you’re still going to be a pirate, that’s all you’ve ever known, and with red coats coming after you, sailing the seas would be the only way to keep them at bay.

“You know you can’t, a woman being a pirate is—”

“Against the code… bu-but times are changing just as fast as the wind changes its course—”

“You’re not staying on this ship, and if you value your life, you’ll stay off of one unless your traveling.” His words were adding fuel to your fire, you wanted to stay, not just for you, but for Shownu, and him telling you that he wouldn’t even have you, made your blood boil.

“I don’t care about my life…” You pointed out, Shownu’s eyes widening at your emotionless words, “Without the sea, I’m nothing. This, this is my home. On a ship, this ship in particular—” He took long strides to you as you tried to elucidate your feelings, his feet hit the wood so hard it could break under his heavy steps. His rough calloused hands cupped your face while bringing his face closer to yours.

“You’re willing to lose your life over being a pirate—”

“If it means that I get to spend it with you, yes!” You bellowed, standing your ground. He was speechless at your sudden confession, he couldn’t fathom that the feelings he had for you were mutual. Your habitually dark eyes now look that of the clear waters at the shoreline, showing everything to the naked eye, he could tell you weren’t lying to stay, you were confessing in hopes he would understand.

“Y/N… I—”

“Captain.” You turned your head at the voice that just barely reached your ears, Jongho stood with his head down, his eyes avoiding any contact, “We’re almost to port…” Shownu closed his eyes, a sigh escaping him; his hands dropped from their hold on you to his sides.

“Get everything ready…” You rolled your eyes at him, annoyed that Jongho had to come and ruin the conversation you were sharing with Shownu, but it’s the perfect time to work.

“I’ll start—”

“You are to go back to your room, Y/N.” Annoyance was so clear that his words came off harsh.

“Oh, you mean my cage?” You hissed, crossing your arms, “Can’t let anyone see that you're harboring a lady on board, can you?”

“I didn’t mean it like that—” You turned away from you, stomping your way toward the floor door, yanking it open and dripping down below deck. Shownu groaned running his hands through his greasy hair, can you blame him? If red coats saw you, they would be after you in a second, let alone another pirate. Word would reach the seven kings faster than the Kraken could devour a while ship.

“Y’know, Captain…” Jungho spike softly, knowing it wasn’t his place, “You like Lady Y/N, right?” Shownu’s cheeks pinked up as well as the tips of his ears.

“No…”

“I’m going to take the fact that you’re blushing like a drunken man as a yes. Why don’t you offer her a night in a nice bed? She’s been sleeping on that thing we call a bed in the brig for over two months now, I bet the poor girl would love to sleep in an actual bed…” Jungho was right, Shownu had you sleeping the brig even though he considered you as someone that was too precious to be sleeping in some prison.

“We’re close to Lalorna’s place, aren’t we?” Shownu’s eyes stayed glued to the open door, Jungho soon nodding his head.

“We’re staying here tonight.” Shownu stopped in front of a layered building, candlelit windows with silhouettes of a woman bouncing against the walls past the windows.

“You brought me to a brothel?” You huffed, turning on your heels, “I’ll just sleep on—” Shownu gripped your arm, tugging you into his side.

“It’s a respectable one, one that is going to offer you a clean bed to sleep in.” The door to the house popped open, giggles and moans left the door as a woman ushered a man from the inside, her gaze soon landing on Shownu.

“If it isn’t Captain Shownu, how are ya love?” Her accent was as thick as honey as she walked towards him.

“Lalorna, business is as busy as ever.” She offered her hand to Shownu, his large hand quick to take hold of her skin, bringing it up to his lips.

“Always.” Her eyes fell to you, your heart fluttering at the way she batted her full lashes, “I see you brought a woman this time.”

“I’m taking Y/N back to Singapore, where she belongs. I was hoping you would let her stay one night here at your establishment.” She flicked her gaze back to him, her tongue coming out to run over her pink lips.

“What’s in it for me?” Shownu dug in his pocket to pull out a pouch about the size of his palm, the coins inside clinking together.

“50 pounds?” He hummed, Lalorna’s dainty fingers were quick to grab it.

“Oh darling, would you like a bath too? Spending time on a ship with grimy men must be wearing off on you.” She took your arm, beginning to lead you to the house, Shownu followed close behind until the door closes behind you, “Shownu, please…” She looked towards another door, pointing the way with her chin, “My husband was just talking about you the other day, why don’t you pop in while I’m getting her bath ready.”

“Is that so?” Shownu parted ways with you as Lalorna took you up two flights of stairs, screams of pleasure mixed with moans fading at you reached the top floor.

“He’s quite a man, isn’t he?” She hummed, leading you to a bedroom.

“Shownu?”

“Yes, he’s so unique, and handsome.” Lalorna wasn’t wrong at all, he definitely is handsome and oddly unique, but really harsh with you most of the time, and he can’t seem to understand why you want to stay.

Lalorna opened a door, ushering you inside, your eyes landing on the bathtub sitting in the corner of the room, steam rising up from the inside, “D-did you know we were coming?” You asked as you stepped closer to the bath.

“I usually take a bath up here since it’s quieter and ya just happened to show up. You’re more than welcome to it.” A smile appeared on her face while she walked over to the bed, turning it down.

“Thank you, Lalorna.” You slightly dipped your head, watching her float over to the door.

“Anything for Shownu, you just go on ahead and relax in the water and I’ll bring ya up some fresh clothes.” You nodded, watching the door close behind her, your body sighing in the stillness of the room. You stripped off the sea salt stiff clothes and stepped into the hot water, your body dipping down under its warmth, “This is so nice…” It has been a while since you’ve taken a warm bath and it was nice to relax, it was so nice you felt that you could fall asleep at any moment when the door popped open.

“Lalorna told me to—” Shownu’s eyes fell to your naked body in the bath, “Oh—I’m so sorry…”

“Don’t be. It’s just my body, no need to get all shy…” You sat up, the water barely covering your breasts, “Why don’t you come and join me?” You teased noticing the way his face was a beet red.

“You’re not funny, Y/N.” He closed the door to keep other possible eyes from seeing you

“Well, why not? We’re just bathing together. Or would you like to bathe by yourself?” You stood from the tub, his heavy gaze following your curves, the ones that were hidden under the loose-fitting clothes that you wore. Your skin glowed under the candlelight, droplets of water dripped from the ends of your hair, tracing your shape—Shownu has been with plenty of women before, but you were more beautiful than anyone he’s seen before. He was enamored with you standing there, cloaked in the light, he didn’t even care if you were naked or not, all he cared about is that you were there in front of him, “Are you going to join me or not?” Your voice, smoother than honey, sent chills up his spine as he tugged off his clothes, his heart pounding inside his chest. Shownu stepped into the bath and sat down his legs going on either side of you as you sat back down, hugging your legs to your chest. He watched as you closed your eyes, relaxing in the subtle silence that fell around you; he swallowed hard, the silence becoming too much for him, he worried you could hear the rattling of his ribcage as his heart thrashed.

“So…” Your lashes open to reveal your tired eyes, “H-How have the guys been treating you?” You furrowed your brows while you cocked your head to the side, your chin resting against your knees.

“They’re all nice, they all have their quirks, but that’s normal.”

“Oh?” Shownu kinked an eyebrow, his voice tone raising a bit.

“Yeah…” You unwrapped your arms from your legs and leaned back against the tub, resting your legs on either side of them, your warm flesh resting on his, “Like Seonghwa is a major clean freak and Yeosang gets a little upset if you stare at his birthmark too much, and heaven forbid you tell Jungho to stop singing, he’ll tear your head off.” Shownu let a smile play upon his lips hearing you point out thinks about his crew that he’s never noticed.

“They just listen to me, never really put up fights—”

“That’s because you’re their captain.” The smile that came to your lips as you met his gaze melted him. You always put on this strong front, but you had your moments of softness that he couldn’t get enough of.

“Why did you become a pirate?” He hummed, your eyes widening at his words.

“What?”

“It can’t be for the rum, the way these men drink, there’s no way you could be one for that.”

“Well… I initially became one to save my father. He was a part of a crew before I was even a year old and he swore he would come back to my mother, but once a deal is struck with Davy Jones, your soul is sold to him…” Your eyes drifted down to the water, your fingers starting to fiddle with each other, “Ever hear about the story of pirate selling his soul to Davy Jones just so his barren wife could give birth to a child?” Shownu knew the story well, but the way he heard it from his father told him the story many times when he was a kid.

“A child born from ocean waves, sea salt kisses, and hurricane winds is one that Davy Jones will take souls for.” You nodded your head, a forced smile appearing on your lips.

“To free him, I’ll need to hand myself over to him, but my love of the sea keeps me running from him.” You sighed, your eyes come back to meet his. He took your hands into his and brought them up to his lips, pressing kisses into your skin.

“As long as I live, I’ll make sure you’re safe and you get to enjoy your life on a ship.” His whispered words made your heart jump.

“Hold on… you’re letting me stay? On your ship?”

“As long as you’ll stay by my side through it all, of course.” You squealed clapping your hands, excited that he’s letting you stay, but Shownu poured at the fact you didn’t seem to catch what he said. He tugged your body to him until his face was close to yours, “Did you catch what I said, Y/N?” Your face flushed with coming so close to him.

“N-No… what did you say…”

“I said I want you by my side.” He released your hands to caress your face, “If you’ll have me.”

“Shownu… I…” You breathed, his lips grazing yours as he rested his forehead against yours. You could feel the want against his blazing skin and who are you to deny what you’ve wanted for so long. You pressed your lips against his, all the tension that was held inside you faded as his fingers rubbed your cheeks, them falling to your neck, keeping you against him. The blissful moment you were swimming in became ruined when the muffled sounds of moaning and pleasure laced screaming made through their way through the floorboards; you pulled away from him, trying to stifle a laugh, “Seems like someone is enjoying themselves.”

“Y-yeah…” Shownu dropped his head to rest on your shoulder, his eyes falling to his cock standing under the water. The moaning from down below didn't help his problem, ”It seems that my body is reacting on its own…”

“What’re you talking about?” You looked down to see what he was hinting at, a smile spreading over your lips as you wrapped your hand around his girthy length in your hand, “Did they turn you on?” You hummed slowly, stroking his cock, his voice getting caught in his throat.

“Hell, girl…” He huffed before sucking in a breath through his teeth as your one hand stroke him and the other massaged his balls, his weak point. Shownu closed his eyes, letting his fingers trace over your fleshy shape, them dipping into your folds to slip into your core, eliciting a gasp from your lips.

“Shownu—”

“It’s only fair.” He thrusted his fingers into you, them curling right into your g-spot; your walls clamped around him as he beckoned your orgasm, your hands starting to slack with pleasuring him, “Y’know, there’s a really great way to please us both…”

“Oh yeah… what would that be…?” You breathed knowing exactly what he meant. Your hands fell from his cock as he turned his lips onto your neck, his tongue licking up to your ear lobe, gentle teeth nipping at its tenderness.

“Slid into my lap and I’ll take you to paradise…” He whispered, pulling his fingers from your heat to wrap around his member and you quickly straddled him, lining him up with your entrance. You sunk down onto him, his cock filling you so well; you moaned loudly as he reached deep inside you, your extremities gripped his muscular shoulders as you adjusted to him. Shownu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, calming his excitement to finally be inside you, to be one with you.

“I can feel you pulsing inside me… don’t cum just yet, Captain…” You raised your hips, his cock sliding out of your needy folds until his tip rested inside you. Sinking back down on him, his hands came around and gripped your ass, thrusting his cock into you. The sounds of water splashing onto the wooden floor mixed with your whines of pleasure filled the space around you, the burn in your lower belly began to singe your nerves as the fire crept up your limbs.

“Funny talking about me cumming first when you're clamping down on me…” He chucked letting your flesh go, your hips unable to stop their movements, your body eager to reach its high. Shownu massaged your bouncing breasts, pinching your nipples between nimble fingers, sending electricity through your body, tingles, and flames taking over your thoughts as you climaxed. Your body shook over him while your walls constricted his throbbing cock, your pussy making him cum inside your warmth. You sank down into his lap with your eyes closed and pressed your forehead to his while you floated down from your high, coming back down to the man you love. You opened your eyes to meet his gaze, it making your heart race.

“W-What? Why are staring at me?” Fire crawled up into your cheeks as you tried to break the connection with him, but he held your chin steady and pecked at your lips.

“Just staring at the Queen of the Sea as she appears before me.” The sweet side of Shownu is own that he never showed often, but it was easy with you. Without even noticing, he was opening up to you in ways that he’s never done for anyone else—the tides were changing, and you were the cause of it.

[capaimagines]

son hyunwoo & im changkyun - minconceptions

Pairing: Im Changkyun x Reader, Son Hyunwoo x Reader | Genre: angst | Warnings: open relationship, sexual comments, slight suggestiveness | WC: 1.5k

Request:  I really hope this will be written. But I understand if you don’t want to. Thank you! Monsta X idol fic / College AU fic where reader is in an open relationship with Shownu and Changkyun has a crush on the reader. The reader knows it plays Changkyun, like tries to seduce him into doing stuff. But Changkyun does not feel comfortable giving into the temptations because he feels like it’s betraying Shownu. (Filled with angst pleaseee)

You had been dating Shownu for quite a few years now. You loved each other dearly and were happy together. For most, it was easy to tell how smitten you were over him. The way your eyes lit up just at the mention of his name or the wide smile when he was walking towards you. It was no secret you two were sickeningly in love. For most—your friends included—your relationship was a little unconventional.

Though, since quite the beginning of your relationship, the two of you agreed on being in an open relationship. It wasn’t that you two were bored of each other or anything, that was definitely not the case. It was just something that you two had mutually agreed on, you wanted to both experience things and have some fun, as long as there were set boundaries with being honest and communicative. At the end of the day, Shownu constantly reminded you that with his teasing nature that ‘sharing is caring.” Thankfully, your friends were more than supportive of all your decisions, they just didn’t fully understand why. Honestly, there was no way to make them understand unless they were in the same situation.

It just worked for the two of you

It wasn’t as if you two were with a different person every day and night. Quite the contrary. You two only went after another person if you truly had feelings with them and wanted to make something of it. Of course, they had to be comfortable with your relationship and if they weren’t, then there was nothing to be done. It wasn’t held against anyone. So when you first met Shownu’s friends, Changkyun had immediately caught your eye. His almost shoulder-length raven black hair parted down the middle, his dark eyes always seemed to be curious about something.

Don’t even get you started on when he would wear tight fitting shirts or a tank top. It was clear that he and Shownu were gym buddies. He was a quiet boy, only a few years younger than you. He didn’t say much, but he listened attentively. He was smart and snarky; loved to make all of you laugh, and most importantly, he knew when to be serious and when he needed to just listen. It was hard not to develop a small crush on him.

“I think I like Changkyun-ie,” You blurted out one night at dinner. Shownu raised a brow and chuckled, slurping up his noodles.

“I’m not surprised. He’s pretty popular with the ladies.”

“I can see why,” You said dramatically, “The hair, the inquisitive eyes, the muscles.”

Shownu chuckled at you and patted your knee, “Go for it baby, maybe he likes you too,” It was then you decided that Changkyun was going to be yours—if he wanted to. You just hoped it wouldn’t make things awkward.

Over the course of the next few weeks, you were bound and determined to make Changkyun notice you in any way besides just a friend. Your skirts and shorts were a little shorter, showing off your tanned and toned legs. Your shirts were a little more low cut, but not too much. Changkyun may be smart and a gentleman, but he was still a boy. Every time you’d see him sneaking a glance when you would lean over just a little too far or the way his eyes would trail up and down your figure when you would walk into the room made the coil in your stomach tighten.

Then came the constant teasing and flirting, initiated by you of course. It was clear that Changkyun wouldn’t do it. Shownu was older than him and one of his best friends. He probably felt awkward about being attracted to his girlfriend.

“Changkyun-ie,” You whined cutely, wrapping around his arm, placing your cheek on his shoulder and batting your eyelashes at him. He gulped and sent you a tense smile, “Why are your cheeks so red? Are you feeling feverish?”

You leaned towards him, placing your cheek on his forehead. You heard his breath hitch and you smirked. Shownu had told you the favorite scent that Changkyun liked and you had made sure to wear that today.

“I-I’m fine,” He said, pulling away and averting his gaze. 

You giggled, propping your elbows on to the plastic table and resting your chin on your hands, “You’re cute when you’re flustered. I wonder how you would look with me on top of you.”

He choked on the water he was sipping, eyes wide and you only grinned and gently patted his back, lightly scraping your nails over his shirt. You felt him shiver a little, “Y-you need to stop d-doing that,” He stuttered, hands gripping the edge of the table. You only giggled and stopped. The poor boy was excited and by the way the outline in his tight-fitting jeans looked, he was very excited.

He quickly made an excuse about needing to meet with a professor and left. Shownu rolled his eyes at you with a smirk, “You can’t be so direct with him, love. He’s shy,” You only shrugged, settling into his side. You were satisfied with today. It was one step closer.

The next few days Changkyun seemed to avoid you at any costs. You thought it was cute and funny considering. However, he was over at your shared apartment waiting for Shownu right now. The two were supposed to be going to the gym. You had just come back from a jog, your hair tied up in a ponytail, booty shorts and sports bra. You truly had no idea Changkyun was waiting back at your home for Shownu, “He must be running late, he’s usually home by now,” You said, wiping your face from the beads of sweat.

Changkyun only hummed, refusing to meet your eyes. You grinned again, sitting down next to him and placing a hand on his knee. He jumped a little and you giggled at his flustered state. 

“Why are you so jumpy?” He only shook his head, chewing on his bottom lip. “You know, I’m a little hurt you’ve been avoiding me, Kyun. I thought we were friends,” You teased and he sighed, running his fingers through his black locks.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. It’s just—I like you.”

“Kiss me then,” You said and in seconds his mouth was pressed up against yours. Seconds after you slid your tongue into his mouth and rolled over to straddle his lap. His hands tightened around your waist and you let out a small moan when you felt his hardened length rub against your needy core.

That seemed to snap Changkyun out of whatever had taken over him and he immediately pushed you off, standing up and furiously wiping his hands over his mouth.

Ouch. That hurt a little.

“Are you okay?” You asked and he shook his head.

“No! You’re dating my best friend, Y/N! I just kissed you! That’s not okay! Not at all!” His voice was rising and he was now pacing back and forth. 

You frowned again, reaching out to grab his wrist. He jerked back, glaring down at you, “Don’t touch me.”

“Changkyun,” You said calmly, “It’s alright. You know we’re in an open relationship. Shownu knows that I like you, he actually likes you too. So you did nothing wrong, you haven’t betrayed him or anything. Trust me.”

He snorted and shook his head at you, “I don’t care if he’s okay with it or not! It’s not right for me to do this! He’s my best friend. He might like sharing, but I don’t.”

You didn’t know what to say. You knew your friends didn’t understand the nature of yours and Shownu’s relationship. You understood that they didn’t understand and that was okay, but this seemed like more than just being confused about your relationship status.

This sounded like Changkyun was repulsed by it, by the idea.

“I don’t think we should hang around anymore for a while. Tell Shownu I’ll meet him at the gym,” Changkyun muttered, walking out. You were still in shock. Still unsure of what exactly just happened.

You just hoped that Shownu would talk to him and that things would settle down, but they didn’t. Changkyun wouldn’t even look at you now. When you came into the room, he’d leave it. If you talked, he’d only respond if he absolutely needed to. If you were hanging out with the whole group, he avoided you and acted like you didn’t exist. He wouldn’t answer your texts or calls and you figured he had blocked you. You wanted to apologize. Shownu had only said that Changkyun was just angry at himself even though Shownu tried to explain the whole situation.

But a few months down the line, when you thought everything would finally be back to normal, it wasn’t. Changkyun still refused to acknowledge your existence. It was starting to affect the group, so you stopped hanging around the group if you knew Changkyun was going to be there. Changkyun was always a good friend to you. You wanted that friendship back. You really, truly did. On the other hand, it seemed like Changkyun didn’t and he made that extremely obvious.

You truly don’t believe this was ever going to go away. You’d lost a friend, a great friend, all because of an unnecessary misconception of a relationship

[kpop---scenarios]

“are you doing that on purpose?”(smut)

“i didn’t realise i was such an inconvenience.”(angst)

With Shownu please 🥺

Thank you!

"What are you doing?" Shownu chuckled. "Are you doing that on purpose?" He asks. "That dance?" He partially watched you as you circled your hips to the beat of the song you were playing. You thought he might enjoy your semi sexy dance, but apparently not.

You looked at him as you continue dancing and he was back to playing his Xbox, playing with his friends online, like he often did. You were feeling very under appreciated, and quite lonely, but he would never get that. He didn't pay close enough attention. You decided to ignore his remarks, and try something else. You stood in front of the TV, stripping off your shirt and tossing it to the side.

"What the hell, Y/N, get out of the way." He says, trying to see the screen around you. He gently pushes you to the side, now getting a full view of the TV, and ignoring you once again.

"Shownu. Seriously?" You scoff.

"I'm in the middle of a game! Christ, your disrupting the game."

You grab your shirt, angrily putting it on before you get your shoes on. With your hand on the door knob; you turn towards your boyfriend. "I didn't realize I was such an inconvenience." You yell, opening the door and slamming it behind you, leaving Shownu feeling like shit.

[pesiko]

SHOWNU FIC RECS NAVI

SERIES ONESHOTS DRABBLES TEXTS

TIMESTAMPS BULLETPOINTS

❥ MONSTA X MASTERLIST

❥ MAIN MASTERLIST

[haveanotherkpopblog]

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Summary—> You’ve been in love with the boy next door forever. He barely acknowledged your existence. After what seems like years spent out of each other’s lives, he crashes back into your life at the most random and complicated time. And even after all this time, you’re still in love with your best friend’s brother.

Tagging: @kwanisms

[wasteitonserendipity]

Spitfire (Son Hyunwoo)

(a/n: another challenge from @challengingwords to get me back into writing! I love writing angst and drama way more than I should!) 

Paring: Shownu (Hyunwoo) x reader

Genre: angst? I think that’s what this would be 

Word Count: 920

Warnings: mentions revenge porn and some serious misogyny from a character 

Prompt: “not everyone is a saint, ya know?”

You sat at the large table across from three very well dressed lawyers, your boyfriend, Hyunwoo to your right and his manager next to him. You felt a little bit of comfort as he grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers together. You glanced around the room for what felt like the millionth time, observing every corner of the room. You didn’t want to be here, hell no one in the room probably did but at this point there really wasn’t a choice. 

A little less than forty eight hours prior a tabloid “news source” revealed that an ex of yours had leaked private pictures that you’d taken just for him at the time you were dating. Now that you were publicly dating a well known idol you had a lot more to lose than when you were simply an intern at your local news station. So, as an act of petty revenge, he put those pictures out for the world to see.  While you had a massive amount of support from fans all over the world who condemned your ex as well as the news outlet who’d run the pictures, there was a small yet loud faction who wanted your head on a silver platter. They wanted you to apologize for “ruining” Hyunwoo’s image and wanted you to “do the right thing” and break up. 

Hyunwoo made it abundantly clear that he was not upset with you.

“You’re an adult,” he said calmly, “what you did before we met doesn’t matter to me. You took those pictures in confidence and your ex betrayed that confidence. He’s less than a man and I hope he knows it.”

You were amazed at how well he had taken the news, not that you really expected a blow up because that simply wasn’t his style. But he and the group were so unbelievably supportive you could have cried. They defended you every chance they were allowed to and stuck by your side. 

“Okay,” the lawyer in the middle started, jolting you out of your trance, “tell us how this happened.” 

You looked at Hyunwoo and then at his manager. Both nodded to you as if to say “it’s okay, go ahead.” 

“Well,” you gulped as you began, “the man who posted those photos is my ex. We were together for about two years and in that time I’d taken those pictures.”

“Why?” the lawyer to to left asked abruptly. 

“Excuse me?” you asked incredulously, your brows furrowing.

“Why would you take those kinds of pictures?” he clarified, the tone of judgement evident in his voice.

“Because I was in a long term relationship with someone I trusted. We were apart for a few months and we missed each other, so I took those pictures.” 

The second lawyer sighed in frustration and a little bit of disgust.

“I just don’t understand what self respecting woman would-”

“I’m gonna stop you right there,” you stood up, holding your finger up to stop him, dropping any sign of honorifics,  “first of all, you will not disrespect me like that. I am a grown woman who made a decision based on the fact that I loved this person and didn’t believe that they would ever hurt me like this. Not everyone is a saint, you know?” 

“But you’re dating an idol,” he tried to push on, “how could you not know-”

“Do you think I knew I would be dating Hyunwoo five years ago?” you laughed darkly, “if you would’ve told me back then that the man I was with would be a distant memory and that I would uproot my entire life, move to a completely new country, learn a completely new language and culture for the amazing man sitting next to me that just happens to be famous, I would have laughed in your face.”

The room was silent except for the clicking sounds of the third lawyer who was taking notes.

“I haven’t been allowed to put out a statement for myself,” you said solemnly, “I am the only one in this situation who isn’t allowed to defend me yet. That’s why we are here. I’ve been sitting on the sidelines while the company, the guys, even fans who don’t know me defend my honor. I take full responsibility for taking those pictures, I can’t and won’t deny that. What I will not do is apologize for being the victim of revenge porn. What I will not do is sit here and let you disrespect me for choices that I made as an adult in a private relationship. Now, please tell me, what action does the company plan to take?” 

The three lawyers looked between themselves and nodded.

“We will be taking legal action,” the first lawyer said calmly, “he’s a foreigner but we still have ways we are able to deal with it.”

“Okay,” you breathed, for what felt like the first time. 

“You are also free to release a personal statement on your personal social media accounts, we just ask that you run it by the PR team first.” she continued.

“I can do that, thank you.” you nodded. 

“You’re all free to go,” the second lawyer said, a little bitterly. 

Hyunwoo, manager Joon Hyung and yourself stood up and bowed before exiting the room. 

Once you were outside and far enough away from the door you allowed your knees to buckle a little bit, wobbling into Hyunwoo’s open arms. You felt safe there, your breath evening out.

“You did great in there,” Hyunwoo said, squeezing you a little tighter, “my girls a badass who doesn’t let anyone disrespect her.”

“You sure all of the trouble is worth keeping me around?” you chuckled. 

“You better keep her around,” Manager Joon Hyung interrupted, “she’s a spitfire, you need that in your life.”

“I don’t plan on letting her go anywhere,” Hyunwoo grinned down at you, “Trust me.”

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Devine (M) | shw

→ "No one's lost on the path to hell."

DETAILS — [ M | hyunwoo x gn! reader | 2.4k ] WARNINGS — mature content, fire, physical altercations, oral (receiving), cum-eating, degradation, hair-pulling RELEASED ON — october 10th, 2020

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Eyes locked on the path, your body was frigid. The night was so cold that you could see your own breath before you. You walked along in silence, the buoyant sound of your footsteps the only noise around. Bright, yellow moon above, the path was clear, small pebbles cascaded about the trampled grass between the stone trail. The setting caused you to wonder, 'What could have made this path? Those sent in before me were sentenced to hell, forced to walk through the trees. What lies within the brush that moves so leisurely?’

Lingering footsteps reverberated into your ears, ones that are not your own. Faster, gaining, your legs tried to carry you forward to omit a run-in. Two more sets of feet rushed behind you, body trilled with fright of who could be in such a hurry to get through the forest, no fear detected.

"Don't go off the path." The sound of the guard's instructions bounced around in your mind with flashing lights, but the fear striking you was louder than your own conscience.

Your body fell towards a large tree, pressing your back into it at an angle that would be unseen by anyone passing by. Eyes shut, muscles stiff, the four feet came into your proximity. It wasn’t until a growl erupted from the being that you turned to peer past the tree, a green-eyed coyote staring back at you.

Teeth gritted, saliva running down its jaw, it was braced to feast on you. Skin overrun with chills, a little gasp passed your lips, feet sliding in the mud around the tree as you dashed away. With the coyote far behind you, stance still mobile but frozen in time, your hands hit against trees as you rushed past them. Prying through a thick mesh of bush, a familiar scent caught your nostrils.

Gray smoke leaked into the air, the scent of a roaring fire guiding you towards something not yet seen. The compact blaze met your irises with a sense of relief following, shoulders relaxing for a single moment.

Another growl emerged, closer to where you stood, but deeper in tone. You couldn't move, body suspended when your eyes met those of a bear.

"You're not supposed to be here,” a voice called out, a man's voice so imminent it was as if he stood right beside you, but no one was in your view. "Go back to the path."

His voice wasn't affable, intonation dark and intimidating. Your body looked around, standing idle far away from the fire. The bear had only seen you once, a log in his mouth splashing into the heat as he sat onto the dirt-layered terrain without concern for you.

"I'm lost," you said out loud, looking for the invisible man.

"No one's lost on the path to hell,” the voice said slyly, pursued by a deep chuckle.

"I'm not supposed to be here," you gestured softly, just above a whisper to see if he understood you.

"That's a famous line." A man sat on the ground, the bear vanishing in a fit of black smoke as he took its place.

Your legs wobbled, body wrestling to stand with a bolt of confusion and fret through your veins. The man settled casually, long legs bent at the knee and apart from one another. He wore a sore gaze, eyes dark in the blaze of the nearby fire.

"I-I'm sorry," you said, his eyebrow cocked to inspect you. Moving in closer, he wore a warm expression despite his deepened voice. "How is that possible?"

"You question what is possible in a realm that you do not understand," he said cunningly, smirk fierce on his lips. Arms crossed with his elbows resting on his knees, his tanned skin glimmered in the tarnished light from the fire, frame swaying from the heated air. "Maybe try asking how to return to your simple task."

"It's not a simple task,” you scolded. "This place is freezing to be the avenue leading to hell and all doom. And for the record, it's not my fault that feral coyote chased me off the stones."

Your cheeks burned from anger, his amused look making you rock on your heels.

"I'm not supposed to be here," you repeated. "I was murdered in cold blood. There is absolutely no reason for me to be prosecuted."

"I'm no judge, angel," he croaked, hands moving flat onto the dirt behind him, body riveted.

"Don't call me that. I don't even know you."

"Well, you can call me Hyunwoo. Now you do," he grinned. "And you're dead now, either way. You don't believe you're meant to go to hell, so there are only so many other choices."

"Are you enjoying yourself?" you seethed, his body raised off the ground at the impulsive comment.

"I'm by a fire arguing with a lost soul. Very content, if I do say so myself." His tone regained its bass, vigorously moving closer to you. "Why don't you join me here, where it's hot?"

"I believe I'll suffer enough heat when I get to where I am headed," you said quickly, backing away from the stranger.

"Don't grow fickle on me again. We were just starting to get to know each other." His body backtracked, falling against a tree adjacent to the blaze. "You don't want to retreat into hell for your family's iniquity, hmm?"

His movements were fast, three long strides before he towered over you. Your eyes seared into his black ones, the fur along his vest ticklish, chest pressed into you and hands holding your arms. 

"I must admit,” his broad shoulders shielded you from the fire, darkness all around, "-it is rather delightful to have someone alive in these deadening woods."

Your arms swiveled, rearing him backward. His look was less than entertained, arguably static. His knees bent to meet you near direct eye-level, his smirk pulling on the side of his face.

"You shouldn't touch someone without permission," you advised, his chuckle condensed.

"You shouldn't speak to bears," he said, retracing his movements before his arms wrapped around you tightly, lifting you like a feather.

Carrying you swiftly, your thin shoes met the dirt around the fire, the heat instantly warming your body.

"I told you to join me by the fire." His body moved behind you, hands gripping at your wrist. Pulling your limbs straight out at your side, the warmth of the blood orange flames made your breathing speed up. The hard beat of his heart in his chest was confounding.

"You have a heart?" you asked, head tilted to look up at his face, chiseled jawline in your view.

"What?" he laughed. "Believe they take it once you get to the gates?"

"Why are you out here and not in there?" Your question befuddled him, his forehead creasing in thought when his gaze left you to watch the line of trees. His breathing slowed, blinking slowly with no response. "Are you not entirely put in hell yet, either?" Your voice drew him back, eyes finding yours from his peripheral.

"I was never put on trial. Sent here to stand by a fire and wait."

"What did you do, if I may ask?" You were dumbfounded at your state, inquisitive of the man with such a deep voice that held onto you so gently, like a lover.

"Sins vary,” his reply was short as he brushed up against you more, turning you to stand behind him, your back pressing against the same tree he originally leaned on. "You're burning."

Too fixed on the questions wracking your brain, you hadn't noticed the severe temperature change and the singed edges of your long shirt, the thin pants lengthened to your ankles becoming slightly charred from the fire on the ground.

"What did you do to get here?" you repeated in a different form, attempting to pry at him.

"That's nothing you deserve to know." His voice was crackled, eyes struck by your skin beneath the singed clothing.

His body grew stiff, hand reaching out as the pads of his fingers caressed the exposed skin. Tongue swiping over his bottom lip, you tried to regain his attention to your questions.

"How come you know so much about me? This isn't fair." Your tone sounded like a whine, but your face was grim, searching for answers. "Answer me!" Your voice finally grew to his size, his eyes shifting up to your angered expression.

"There are so many things humans will never understand," he said, the tip of his tongue poking into his cheek, the muscle rolling around within his open mouth. One by one, his fingers clenched onto your thigh, pulling the limb up until your hip cradled against his body, a fierce look in his eyes. "You believe you are angry because you were given an untimely death, one reasoned by a deed you did not fulfill."

"But I didn't even take part in the overtaking of my village. That was strictly my families doing!"

"But you did take part in burning the ashes of the town's council building, didn't you?"

His question took you by surprise, your chest rising and falling like he was the only source of oxygen you had due to the smoke. Your mind filled with the memory, the match in your fingers sliding against the box, tossed down onto the ashes of the important building that had once stood. This was your deed: destroy whatever could be found within the ashes below.

"Everything was already burned," you complained, his grip on you so tight your body turned pale from the uneven blood flow. "How does that have anything to do with me being sentenced to hell?" Your teeth gritted up at him, irate to the point that you were imagining yourself biting him to escape.

"Even a small drop of water is considered rain since it came from a cloud." His grip only got tighter, his entire weight now on you as he held you between himself and the tree.

"You're insane," you called up at him, his increasingly hot skin making sweat pour off your body from the fire ignited behind him.

His eyes watched the drips of the perspiration run along your collarbone, his tongue swiping down to collect them. An immaculate sensation moved through your body from the touch of his tongue, the swipe layered with a cold tingle like he was internally made of ice. The feeling calmed you, breath steadying slowly.

"I'm only here to help."

Tongue moving higher, it ran along your neck, stopping at your jawline. His teeth grazed your skin, a swift kiss placed below your ear as his hand gripped at your ass, lifting you against the tree. The bark dug through the thin fabric of your shirt, abrading the skin there as his hips swayed into your own.

His form was sturdy, your body shaking in his hold when his head moved in front of you to capture your lips. A chapped coating was across his mouth, chafing your own until they were nearly shredded and bleeding. Reeling back from you, he panted, eyes lit with a bold look.

"You do belong in hell,” he growled, "No one that kisses like that goes to heaven."

"Says the one drawing blood," you fumed, his teeth moving to attack your neck, sucking and biting like you were his food.

"No wonder you're in here. You don't even know how to properly make someone aroused,” you leered.

His arms dropped you to the ground, legs giving out from under you. Your arms hugged his waist to keep from falling, a smirk in his lips when your head tilted up. His hands pushed at your shoulders, rocking you back against the bark again before bending down to his knees. His fingers connected, holding your pants for a second before hastily pulling them down, the tattered fabric pooling at your ankles. With a hard inhale, his fingers tugged down your underwear, tongue pressing against you without warning.

Your head bashed against the tree, a piece of bark splitting the skin on your skull enough to bleed. Unaware of the injury from the tingles rousing your body from his tongue, your mouth fell agape.

"A-Ah," you whined, his forceful muscle moving against the most sensitive areas between your legs.

His tongue moved slickly, finding little spaces that had you rutting against his face. Your hands sunk into his dark hair, pulling and tugging at the locks as groans vibrated against you, all the more stimulating. His hands on the back of your thighs held him against you, delved so deep between your thighs that the sight was sinful itself.

"Hyunwoo," you said just above a whisper. His tongue buried into you more, your body shaking like you were withstanding an earthquake alone.

Your hands didn't know where to hold, and gripping at the vest over his torso didn’t help you even a bit. With a quick switch, his hand urged its way around yours, your palms pressed together so hard both body parts were turning red from uneven circulation. Your body felt numb, the coolness of his tongue nothing like the fire in the pit of your stomach erupting through you, your orgasm lacing his tongue with your juices. With a satisfied hum and a few more laps at your liquids, he stood up, completely unaffected by the situation.

"What were you saying, again?" His voice was deep and calm. Your small voice was stuttering, failing to form a sentence as he just nodded. "I've warned you about this once."

The timbre in his voice suddenly turned serious, hand running along his chin to collect the last of your arousal on his face, not once catching your eye. Your hands roamed down to the ground, lifting your pants and underwear back up your legs as a sudden rush of the situation sent chills up your spine.

"The things in this forest are not what you will ever understand."

"Now you're giving me solid advice. Aren't you the danger I was warned off from?"

"That greedy Cerberus only says that for his own amusement," he said, referring to the man that guided you to the entrance of the forest. "But his intentions weren't far off. I advise that you return to the path you were sent on, or else you may run into trouble far worse than me." His eyes were now a softly hazed brown, the irises bright in the reflection of the fire he now stood towards.

"Why are you telling me these things?" Your voice fell off as his eyes watched your lips move. His hand still holding yours loosened its grip, the pad of his thumb running along the veins on top of your hand.

"Because the rest of your journey through this forest determines the outcome when you reach the gates of hell. For now, you have me on your side."

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Monsta X | Their reaction to your sex scene in Vikings

Warnings: NSFW-ish

A/N: I should be asleep but decided to make this since I’m watching Vikings and I was just inspired lol. Features my faves: Ragnar, Björn, Ubbe, Hvitserk and Ivar. Although now that I’m thinking about it I should’ve put Halfdan and King Harold in there too, but eh maybe some other time! Enjoy!

Shownu - Shownu was excited to see you on tv, even if he didn’t really show it with his stoic personality. He would smile as he saw you in Vikings. You were a princess’ from one of the cities in the show. He was so proud that you had gotten a role on the show, but his smile would slowly turn into a straight line and his brows would start to frown as a certain steamy scene between your character and Björn would come up. He really didn’t say anything until the end of the show when he turned the tv off, sitting still facing the television until he decided to turn towards you with a blank face. “Jagi? Why didn’t you tell me this bear-like man was going to be touching you like that?” “Uh...um…” Shownu would then pull you onto his lap, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. “Because only I can touch you like that.”

Wonho - Wonho was excited to finally see you in an episode of Vikings. He kept asking you when you would appear, what channel, and what time it would be on. “Babe, you just don’t get it. My girlfriend is an actress! I get to see your hard work on tv!” You stared at him and shrugged, giving up on trying to warn him. Once you were half way through the episode you breathed in and stared at Wonho as your character's scene with Ubbe came up. Wonho starred with wide eyes and his jaw dropped as he watched you and Ubbe getting it on in the forest. “Won-” “What the hell!” Wonho would shout, interrupting you and making you flinch. “I can explain!” You said, but Wonho would have already paused the episode as Ubbe’s face was close to yours. “So you think you can have a sex scene with some guy, but not tell me? Huh? Do you think he’s better than me?” “It’s fake first of all…” Jealous Wonho activated.

Minhyuk - Minhyuk would have hyped up all the other members and mostly bribed them to come over and see your episode on Vikings since the very moment he found your script and saw when it would be aired. “My little big shot actress is finally going to be in an episode!” But once everyone was seated in your living room and Minhyuk was clutching your hand so tight in happiness, you knew he would be the opposite of all the hype once he saw you on top of Hvitserk, moving your hips on another man. Everyone had held their breath as they watched on, but would glance at Minhyuk to see his reaction to the scene. Minhyuk would reach for the tv remote and turn off the tv, even when the show wasn’t over yet. “Okay, let’s go guys!” Kihyun would usher everyone out as he knew what was about to go down. Once everyone was out of your apartment, Minhyuk would turn to you with a look which only meant one thing, run. You ran towards your room as he chased you and pulled you to the bed, throwing you on it and getting on top of you. A serious look on his face. “Jagi, why didn’t you tell me?” He would trail his nose from your neck to your jawline, making you shiver in anticipation. “You know what? Don’t tell me. Because I won’t tell you what I’m about to do to you right now.”

Kihyun - Kihyun didn’t expect it at all. After all he had made some dinner so you both could eat in the living room as you watched. You were a bit hesitant when he smiled at you as your part in the episode was coming up. Your character was having a deep conversation with Hvitserk. “Mmm, that dress looks good on you.” Kihyun pointed with his chopsticks, as he complimented you, he took another bite of his food, you smiled nervously as you nodded at him. No later than a few seconds after he had complimented your form of dress in the show that you and Hvitserk began to get a bit more handsy with each other. The sound of choking on food and chopsticks falling on the coffee table in which you were both eating while sat on the floor, was heard from beside you. “Y-you didn’t tell me about this part, babe!” You bit your bottom lip as you gave Kihyun an innocent smile. “Thank you for dinner?”

Hyungwon -  Hyungwon would have his mouth dropped open as Björn had his way with you in the show. He couldn’t believe that a big ol’ muscle guy was manhandling smol little you. “J-jagi?” He wouldn’t move his eyes from the tv as he poked your thigh. “Yes?” It wasn’t until the scene switched to a battle scene that he turned his head to stare at you with a shocked face. “Did you like being manhandled by that buff guy?” He asked, slight curiosity and nerves sounding from his voice. You smiled as you climbed onto his lap to straddle him. Your arms coming up to wrap themselves around his neck as his hands had found a way to your hips. “No, because it wasn’t you, my love.” You said as you placed a sweet kiss on his full pouty lips. He smiled as he tightened his hold around your waist now. “I love you, jagi.” “I love you too.”

Jooheon -  Pouty boi 24/7! Jooheon couldn’t believe it that you were on top of another man as you moved your hips on Ragnar. KING RAGNAR. The scene was more wild than his rap lines. “Jagi, you gotta be kidding me.” He began as he kept watching you moan on top of Ragnar. “You had a sex scene with a King? A KING!” You giggled as he started to become overdramatic. “Well I mean, I guess I did?” His mouth gaped open as he turned off the tv, pulling you up and tugging you towards your bedroom. “What are you doing?” “I’m going to have sex with the shieldmaiden that just had a wild sex scene with King Ragnar.” Your brows raised in confusion as Jooheon only pushed you onto the bed. “But we haven’t finished watching-” Jooheon had already pulled his shirt off of himself as he climbed into bed with you, smashing his lips against yours. “Don’t care, we’re going to have our own crazy wild sex scene right now.” And so a sleepless night began.

Changkyun - The evening was going good as both Changkyun and yourself were laying in his bed all cuddled up as you watched the episode of Vikings you would be in. His hand would be on your thigh as he drew imaginary shapes into your skin and sometimes even squeeze it. Changkyun would also comment at times how badass the battle scenes were, and how he wished he could have a small dagger like the ones Ivar would have in his fingers as he twirled/spun it around as he smirked. He turned to you with a smile. “I have a feeling your scene is almost on, babe.” You shrugged as he pressed his lips to your forehead, but stopped once he heard a familiar moan on his tv screen. Your eyes had widened as you had forgotten about the sex scene that you had to do. Changkyun’s head turned slowly to see you on your stomach as Ivar was taking you from behind, his hand around your throat as he groaned out how pretty your character would look like as his queen. The grip on your thigh only tightened as Changkyun licked his lips and turned to you, his eyes darker and full of lust. “You know baby? He’s right.” He said as he pressed a soft kiss to your neck. “You would look gorgeous as a queen, but I think you would look even better as a princess. Don’t you think?” You inhaled deeply as a slight shiver went down your back as Changkyun pushed you to lay down on his bed, as he climbed over you and got himself situated in between your legs. “Why don’t you take your clothes off and turn that pretty plump ass around so I can give you what you need, princess.”

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[t3kandson]

Forgetful Memories

Word count; 7,318

Fandom; Monsta X

Pairing; Son Hyunwoo X Reader (Sunyoung) Lee Minhyuk X Reader.

Characters; Son Hyunwoo, Lee Minhyuk, Lee Hoseok, Yoo Kihyun, Chae Hyungwon, Lee Jooheon & IM Changkyun

Warning; Angst, Jealousy, Slight Domestic Violence, Slight Cheating, Slight Suicidal thoughts, Manipulation, Supernatural powers & Sex.

Notes; Happy Birthday Hyunwoo ❤️😘

“But it hurts,” Hyungwon whined pleading with his friend Hyunwoo. “I don’t think you understand what your asking for,” he reply’s patting his friends shoulder. “I do, I know your skills, your power,” Hyungwon whispers eyes widened. “Once they are gone I can’t get them back. Not even if I wanted to,” Hyunwoo said sternly. Hyungwon knew the elder hated using the gift he somehow was thrown upon. All he remembered was waking in the dark underground derelict tunnels of Seoul. Kihyun had found him scared lost alone and his memory’s wiped. The younger had revealed that he somehow had great powers to remove memory’s. Teaching him how to safely remove them for good purposes especially ones that healed broken hearts. “But I don’t know how long I can continue to live with this pain,” Hyungwon said looking pained. “You said a few months and it’s been that now. She’s all I can think of, breathe even,” he added with tears slipping down his face. “Fine,” Hyunwoo relented sitting up as he breathed in deeply. Helping friends when he wasn’t sure losing memory’s including good times was a positive thing. “You know,”, “their is risks I could lose other memory’s,”,”I know,” Hyungwon said desperately cutting him off. “Let me prep,” Hyunwoo said standing to his feet.

Dipping his fingers in to the Frankincense oil, Hyunwoo sprinkles it over Hyungwon. The settling music to relax both their mind settles them both. Another coating of the aroma, the chants fill the air as he press both index fingers to his friends Temple. Rushed memory’s fills his mind, heart warming of love when they first met. The happiness and joy during their time together, before the pain of the break up. Feeling the vibration of pain attack Hyungwon’s body, Hyunwoo focuses on sucking every one out till the last. The pain and anger of the situation befallen him. Images of the room being thrown in fits of rage was horrible to view. It was one of the reasons he hated doing this for people he cared about. Gritting his teeth he abstracted the final memory of his friends pain. Imagining his violet aura he helped to plunge happiness into the cracks of the missing memory. Absorbing the emptiness and confusion that would have occurred. Panting he stepped back as he looked at the relaxed features on the younger’s face. Wobbling slightly he leaned on the wall, Hyungwon’s pain still cursing through him. “You ok?” Hyungwon said with concern. “You not well?” He asked as his hands fell to Hyunwoo’s shoulders. “Tired, long day at work,” he replied being relieved it seemingly was successful. “What was we talking about?” Hyungwon looked at his friend confused. “You was telling me about your work friends wedding that’s coming up,” Hyunwoo slipped out remembering his plus one invite that brought his woes to you. “Ahh yes so it’s clear I need more clothing brought in. Fancy a bit of retail therapy,” he asked bending for a sip of water.

Before Hyunwoo could respond the door opened as their friend Minhyuk arrived, gift in arms. “Happy birthday Hyung,” he said throwing his arm tenderly around Hyunwoo. “Thanks,” he replied bashfully as Hyungwon’s eyes widened in horror. “Hyung I’m so sorry I completely forgot,” Hyungwon leapt up off the sofa, wobbling that Hyunwoo realised he hadn’t fully recovered from his memory alteration. Minhyuk rushed to his side with concern. It was like he knew automatically as he tilted towards the elder. “You ok? you seem like your a little unwell,” He said letting his hands brush along Hyungwon’s forehead. “I’m fine, I think maybe it’s because I haven’t eaten,” Hyungwon said as he forced himself out Minhyuk’s hold. “I will be fine after I’ve eaten something I’m sure,” Hyungwon said as Minhyuk’s eyes brushed Hyunwoo’s sheepish ones. “Call me for that shopping date,” Hyungwon said walking off a little light stepped then normal.

“You took his memory’s of her away didn’t you?” Minhyuk snapped as soon as the door shut. “Minhyuk please,” Hyunwoo said as he walked to the kitchen in the hope liquor would calm his friend a little. “You swore you wouldn’t do that to a friend,” Minhyuk growled following behind. “He was in pain what did you want me to do?” Hyunwoo snapped as he reached for the whisky. “There is a third person in this or do you never care for the person wiped from their mind,” Minhyuk said with pain in his face. “Look, Hyungwon has been harassing me for months. He needed this now, their was plenty of time for a reunion. It just didn’t happen because he’s clearly meant for someone else,” Hyunwoo said filling the glasses. “But those memories she might have cherished,” Minhyuk said much more calmer. “If you was in his mind and saw the pain he was in you wouldn’t have cared for her memory’s,” he said with haunted eyes as Minhyuk breathed in deeply. “He was slowly losing himself, his depression was crippling him,” Hyunwoo said with fear that made a shiver fall upon Minhyuk. “But how are you feeling?” Minhyuk said seemingly given up his fight. “Exhausted like i always am,” Hyunwoo replied passing his friend his drink? “That’s why I got you this,” Minhyuk said passing the gift in his hand to him. “You really didn��t need to,” Hyunwoo said as he started peeling the paper off. “You won’t say that once you’ve opened,” Minhyuk said with excitement. Hyunwoo looked puzzled when he found the brown metal band ring. It looked like costume jewellery from an medieval fancy dress costume. “I saw Kihyun I told him you was exhausted after your sessions. He past me two of these, it means you get strength from me when your weakened,” Minhyuk said smiling as Hyunwoo felt gratitude towards him. “Wow that’s really thoughtful, thanks,” he said as he placed the ring on. Minhyuk showed him his version of the ring. With the twiddling of his fingers Hyunwoo felt a warm rush of energy charge at you. “Wow I felt that,” he said Before looking to his friend concerned. “How do you feel?” Hyunwoo questioned as Minhyuk smiled his way. “Nothing I don’t feel anything. You sure it’s working?” Minhyuk said before looking back to his fingers. “So you don’t feel weakened from passing me your strength?” Hyunwoo said holding on to Minhyuk’s hands lost in the excitement. Sessions of his mind alterations had weakened Hyunwoo each time. The thoughts that he didn’t have to suffer alone brought so much peace.

Moments like this had made him grateful that Kihyun had allowed Minhyuk to be aware of his powers. It meant that their was some one he could confide in, but also that could help when he felt weakened by his powers.

“Please Hyung,” the concerned voice of his friend filled the air as Hyunwoo’s hands fell to his thighs as he closed his eyes to his dilemma. “You was the one who told me to always think of your friends and who they could be removing. What has changed?” Hyunwoo said opening his eyes in the hope to change his friends mind. “She’s in pain hyung, I can’t bare it,” he said with sorrowful eyes. “Minhyuk you know the complications, you have always been against them even when I’ve been the one who couldn’t bare it. Look at Hyungwon just last month,” He said in hope to convince him to drop his pleas. “He abused her, it wouldn’t even be safe to go back,” Minhyuk said with fear. “That makes it worse, how is she to remember the danger she could walk back into,” Hyunwoo said standing to his feet. “Her memory is what keeps her forgiving him. The love she shares it’s like she prays she can change him. He’s going to kill her eventually if she keeps going back,” Minhyuk said with shaky breath. “If you can remove the memory’s, that love…. I will keep an eye on her make sure she doesn’t return back to him,” Minhyuk pleaded. “Your in love with her aren’t you?” Hyunwoo asked, not too sure why his throat burned with those words. “No, I just want to keep her safe I swear,” he replied standing to take his elders hand in his. Minhyuk’s eyes fell into his and Hyunwoo breathed almost in pain at the turmoil he faced. “Fine let me meet her first, I want to analyse everything,” Hyunwoo said with an uneasy feeling. “Hyung but you,” , “have to be discrete I know, I’m not a fool Lee Minhyuk,” Hyunwoo said turning his back on his friend. His mind crusading an attack of fearful consequences he couldn’t explain.

“What if he doesn’t like me?” Sunyoung said with worry as her close friend dragged her towards Hyunwoo’s home. “Babe trust me, he will love you,” Minhyuk said brushing his hands along the straying hair in her eyes. “He’s gently approachable, and you, your amazing,” Minhyuk said as his fingers dragged along her jawline as she smiled her beautiful cat shaped eyes his way. “I forgot I got you a gift,” he said passing her a small box. “What is this Minhyuk,” she said with anticipation. “It’s just something I saw that made me think of you,” he replied as his hands fell to her shoulder. Opening a beautiful Purple Lotus flower broach, it dazzled from the sunlight. “Wow it’s really beautiful,” she said looking between her gift and Minhyuk’s happy eyes. “You are the sweetest,” she added as she leaned up on her toes to place a single kiss on his cheek. “When I saw this I thought how beautiful it would compliment you,” he said taking it from the box. His fingers delicately touching the flower shapes. Stumbling slightly she looked at him with concern. “Baby,” she squealed with worry as she held his arms. “Just it’s such a hot day,” he gasped slightly as she looked to the sun. “Well let’s get out this heat,” Sunyoung smiled. “I haven’t fixed this yet,” Minhyuk said shaking himself off. Piercing the broach into her top, he smiled at her as his fingers raked over it once more. “Aargh,” Sunyoung cried as she dropped her drink, her hands falling to her head. “Sunyoung,” Minhyuk cried out as he threw his arms around her. “What’s up?” He asked with concern as she looked slightly dazed. “Baby?“ he called with his hands cupping her face to look at him. “I don’t know, I don’t think I feel so great you know,” she said looking up at him with sorrow in her eyes. “Let’s get you upstairs, he will be able to help I’m sure,” Minhyuk whispered reassuringly. Looking at his dark calming eyes she nodded before taking his hand to make their way up.

Sunyoung was timid, Hyunwoo could see the tale signs of her abuse. The refusal of eye contact. She seem wary and almost a stench of confusion attacked him. He was feeling all sorts of emotions from her that it was unsettling. Finally understanding why Minhyuk had come despite his feeling of Hyunwoo’s talent he agreed. She didn’t take much persuasion believing that Hyunwoo could use meditation to make her feel stronger. Minhyuk sat opposite them, his anxiety filling the air making Hyunwoo more uncomfortable. “Can you leave us be for a while please. I can feel your concern from here it’s distressing,” Hyunwoo demanded as Minhyuk reluctantly agreed . “It’s ok, your safe,” Hyunwoo says to calm Sunyoung from Minhyuk’s removal. Nodding she relaxed back into the chair as Hyunwoo’s eyes find the broach. Was this a romantic gesture? Was it brought from her former lover? Why did he feel so very unsettled around the object? Shaking his head to dislodge the interrupting emotions he was currently feeling. His fingers dipped into the frankincense. Setting the session up as usual before pressing his fingers to her temple.

A smell of darkness abrupted his nose as he felt suffocated by the intoxicating atmosphere. His body feeling the punches from her former lover. Choking as he struggled under the overwhelming trauma she had experienced. Fighting for the light to bring her peace was hard. Each time he tried to bring it over them both a flash of darkness would attack. Whimpering as she also struggled, fear fell upon Hyunwoo as he fought under the pressure. “Hyung,” you heard from the corner of the room the sound of your worried friend. “Let me help please,” he pleaded rushing towards his elder having re-entered the room. “What do I do?” Minhyuk’s said, his shakey hand over lapping Hyunwoo’s. “Imagine a violet light,” Hyunwoo whimpered as his eyes opened slightly to see Minhyuk obey. Having him by his side seemed to have done the trick, the violent shine fighting easier against the darkness. However, as it finally shone around you, it was like the power was overwhelming, throwing you back. Hitting your head on the Floor by the impact, your eyes briefly saw the same for the others as your eyes shut. What had you done? Had it gone wrong?

Waking up to Changkyun shaking him as he looks relieved from Hyunwoo opening his eyes. “Thank god your ok,” he said stepping back. “What happened?” Hyunwoo spluttered as he sat up to view Jooheon over Minhyuk and Hoseok gently attempting to wake Sunyoung. “We was hoping you could tell us,” Jooheon said as he shook Minhyuk’s unconscious body. “We got a message from Minhyuk telling us to hurry here,” Hoseok said as he seemed to have given up waking Sunyoung. “They’re breathing though,” Jooheon said as Changkyun held his hand to the elder. Standing wearily Hyunwoo took himself to check on the young lady. Fingers falling to her pulse he sighed a breath relief to feel it beating beneath his tips. “I told you they both are breathing, but they look like something knocked them out,” Jooheon spluttered. “The ambulance will be here soon,” Hoseok said reassuringly. Hyunwoo hands fell to Sunyoung’s chest as he shook her knocking the broach that scratched his skin. Yelping he looked to the small bleeding cut as he felt wearily once more. Breathing hard he felt suffocation attack again. But instead of Sunyoung’s memories they was his own.

His eyes falling to her in university, heart racing every time she spoke to him.

Words of arranging their first date, the nerves attacking till they eased of her acceptance.

The warmth in his hand when his hands met hers the first time.

Hyunwoo’s hands fell to his heart as if he was struggling to breathe. “Hyung,” Changkyun cried as his hands rested on his shoulder concerned.

“I love you Sunyoung,” slipped from Hyunwoo’s lips as she was standing outside the door from the date. Her head tilting with confusion as if she misheard. “I’ve loved you since I first met you,” Hyunwoo confessed as his heart beat from the smile on her face. Leaping up towards him her lips fell on his as they kissed for the first time. Though she hadn’t repeated the words back to him, he was happy she had accepted his.

Hyunwoo’s fingers fell upon his lips as he looked at Sunyoung’s sleeping face. Jooheon’s worried features in his view being almost invisible.

Working out at the gym as he struggled with his ever growing manhood when she bent down to tie her shoe laces. The wink in her eyes told him she was teasing him. He was anxious to take her virginity and had put it off. While she thought her hints wasn’t loud enough she became frustrated. “Do I have to initiate everything around here?” She said standing up to raise her beautiful eyes Hyunwoo’s way. The shape of her cat eyes captured her beauty that stole his breath. “What do you mean?” he choked as she chuckled her angelic laughter. “That maybe we should make that next move,” She said brushing her hand down his ripped body. Brushing further his hardened tent in his boxers, he let a moan escape. “What here?” He gasped shocked as he looked around the empty gym. Her deep laughter stole his attention back as she shook her head amused. “Well if you fancy it, but I meant when we get home,” she chuckled.

“I think he’s broken,” Changkyun’s voice pierced attempted to break his memory’s. The concerning voices of his friends falling back to inaudible as his mind continued to race the new memory’s he finally sought.

Door smashing into the wall from Hyunwoo’s desperate passion now he decided to let himself loose on her. Lips, tongues and teeth clashing as their hands couldn’t stop exploring each others body’s. Cradling her, he took her to the bedroom tossing her on the bed. The impact harsh as he apologised before she reassured him she was fine. Tearing each others clothing between hasty kisses that Hyunwoo almost died that second. Her pretty perky breasts standing to attention as he inwardly groaned with how much his cock was strained. Like a crazed animal devouring his prey it wasn’t long before he was between her legs. The feeling of himself being crushed by her walls was making him lose his mind. Her whimpers not helping his impatient state. “Slow down baby,” she whimpered snapping him from his hungry need. Her fingers lacing with his as her eyes hypnotised him as his movements slowed. “Hyunwoo,” she cried as he called her by her name too. “Don’t leave me,” she pleaded as he promised her as he made love to the girl he was crazy about.

“Really what the hell dude,” Hoseok spluttered as Changkyun chuckled. “He’s broken and horny,” Jooheon sniggered amused at Hyunwoo’s apparent erection. But before he could make comment the memory’s continue to flood in.

The pain of the arguments followed the feeling of falling apart. It left Hyunwoo whimpering just from the memory. He could feel the knowledge he was losing her. She had become well known and successful in her career and it felt like he was being left behind. The call of the job that she desperately wanted hit his ears. She didn’t know that he was standing in the hallway from her room. He felt wrong for earwigging, but the minute he heard her excitement he was glad. Sorrow hitting in when she heard the pain fall from knowing she had to leave Seoul. He knew she was crazy in love with him and knew she would sacrifice her career. He loved her too much to let her lose her future, her dreams. Storming the room startling her as she apologised with a promise to call them back. “Baby,” she cried looking at him as she fought to shake her emotions. “We need to talk,” Hyunwoo said hastily, but he knew if he didn’t act while his impulse desire was on fire that second, he knew he never would. “What about,” she said looking at him with the pure devoted love he knew would mess her future up with. “I’m seeing someone,” Hyunwoo inwardly cursed himself for such a horrible excuse. “What,” she said as pain laced her thoughts, horror on her expression as your heart beat so crazy. “I’m leaving you,” he said as he pinched himself, forcing the tears threatening to subside. “What?” She cries walking to him at speed as her hands fall to his collar. “Baby, why you saying this?” she cry’s as Hyunwoo’s conscience begins to struggle. “Because it’s true, you deserve better then me,” he said pushing her from him that she stumbled slightly. His hands reaching to pull her back from falling broke his heart. It was as if by touching her his resolve was faltering. The desire to be greedy to call himself out on his lie and keep her to himself was high. But he had to sacrifice the relationship they had for her career. He placed her sobbing body on the bed as he choked back a tear turning to walk away. Her overwhelming confusion tear filled face haunting him.

“Where is this bloody ambulance,” Hoseok cursed as tears began falling from Hyunwoo’s face. “Any sign of them waking yet?” Changkyun asked Jooheon who was still trying to arouse the other two from there unconscious state.

The pain of living without his beloved was overbearing. The drinks heavily trying to numb the pain he threw himself into. It had been a year and through out that whole time the pain hadn’t eased once. It was like he saw her sobbing face every single minute he closed his eyes. Dreams of the good times and nightmares of the worse, brought tears every morning he woke. Hearing that she had sought success in America was a bitter pill to swallow. She looks so healthy and happy as if she didn’t miss him one single bit. The rage in him that it was easier for her then himself made him bitter. Hyunwoo’s days was filled with bitterness and large amounts of alcohol. Friends thrown aside in fear of being close to anyone he would have to abandon again. When depression sunk him so deep that suicidal thoughts plunged his mind, he was saved. This memory was a little more fractured as he tried to dig harder. Knowing how he got his powers was something he couldn’t remember. The safe warm arms of Kihyun hitting his fragile sobbing body filled his mind. “I can save you, take your pain away,” Yoo Kihyun, Hyunwoo’s saviour said as he nodded. The feeling of his torture being taken from him was a blessing as if he was an angel sucking Hyunwoo’s soul from everything dark. But along with that went his memory’s, every single memory of Sunyoung.

Horror filled his mind, had he pushed her into the arms of her abuser while he had forgotten her. Guilt filled his conscience as he almost choked on his tears. “Let me see him,” he heard the voice of him saving him once more. “I remember,” you cried locking your eyes on Kihyun in your living room. “It’s ok,” Kihyun said throwing his hand through his hair that he closed his eyes to further more flashbacks.

“What did i do?” Hyunwoo cried out to him as he looked at the unconscious body of a helpless person. “It’s ok, somehow your powers called out to you,” Kihyun said tilting his head at his confused elder. “Huh?” Hyunwoo said in despair. “You can remove minds, it’s a error how you got this but somehow you do,” Kihyun said with his calm aura that told you to trust him.

Hyunwoo had gained his powers through him removing his memory’s. He looked up at Kihyun before his eyes fell back to Sunyoung. “Save her please,” he cried, desperate for her to be ok. “Ok,” Kihyun said standing. “Lets see if I can wake them,” he said walking towards Sunyoung. His hand feeling her pulse as he smiled. Removing her cardigan her broach flicked to the floor as she woke breathing heavily. Hyunwoo saw the clip of the broach spin as he looked up towards her. “Is she ok?” Minhyuk’s voice filled the air as you saw him fling his arms around her. Jealousy biting you in that sharp second. “She’s ok, but now the ambulance is here it won’t harm you all to be checked over,” Kihyun said looking at Hyunwoo with concern.

“What’s happening?” Hyunwoo whispered to Kihyun when the doctors had left his hospital bed. “You took the girl who’s memory’s you removed from your own. That’s a rare thing to happen so it was bound to be that nature decided to gift yours back,” he said leaning his hands onto his own thighs. “But where was my memory’s from us when I took hers? I didn’t sense them,” He questioned as Kihyun shrugged. “My guess is because they was ones stolen from yours that they couldn’t be retrieved by yourself during the process,” Kihyun said as Hyunwoo bit his lip in thought. “Why didn’t I noticed the signs, she didn’t even look fazed by my presence,” he questioned. “Again my only explanation is she fell out of love with you. Her pain from her former lover just overwhelmed yours,” he said placing a fake smile. Hyunwoo wondered if this meant did she even love him. She didn’t look like she cared moving onto her career so easily. The negativity biting him once more as he closed his eyes. “You need to let that bitterness go,” Kihyun said looking at him with concern. “How can I when each second I feel that crippling pain as if it never left,” Hyunwoo whimpered. “You numbed it by removing the memory’s. Nothing was done to relieve the pain. Seems that really is your next move,” Kihyun said as he threw his head back in despair. “I think she and Minhyuk is a thing. This couldn’t be any worse,” Hyunwoo crumbled closing his eyes. “I don’t think so, if Minhyuk was such a huge person in her life she wouldn’t have been in pain,” Kihyun said bringing Hyunwoo hope. “Wait you saying she doesn’t have feelings for him?” Hyunwoo said excited. “I’m a memory remover not a mind reader,” Kihyun scoffed as Hyunwoo huffed. “But if I had to guess, Minhyuk crushes over her, but she doesn’t feel anything because of her former lover,” he said looking Hyunwoo’s way as he frowned. “Not you the other one,” Kihyun said rolling his eyes.

Kihyun’s words mulled in Hyunwoo’s mind as he went to check on her. Relief hitting when he realised she was alone. “Sunyoung,” he called nervously. “Oh your..….. sorry I can’t seem to remember,” she said slightly distressed. “I’m a friend, a friend of yours and Minhyuk’s,” Hyunwoo exaggerated. “Oh really,” she said smiling before looking sad. “I can’t seem to remember anything, the doctors think somehow I hit my head,” she said looking down at her hands. She looked so fragile that Hyunwoo wanted to squash her with hugs. The need to feel her in his arms once more cursing through his body. “Yes you did I was there,” he said feeling guilty for manipulating her. “Hopefully it will come back soon, it will right?” she asked looking hopeful. “I’m sure it will,” he replied holding her fragile hand in his. “How close are we?” She asked looking at you with confusion. “Close friends,” Hyunwoo whispered almost slipping that she was his lover from his lips. But his lies had caused too much pain as it was in that relationship. “What can you remember?” Hyunwoo asked into the awkward silence. “Minhyuk bringing me to meet you, but I can’t remember anything after,” she said struggling as he gently squeezed her hand. “You remember Minhyuk then?” You asked as she nodded. “He’s my,” he said pausing as she looked confused. “Wait I don’t remember how I know him,” she whimpered. “It’s ok baby,” Hyunwoo choked rubbing his thumb over her hand as her long hair hit his face . The smell of her lemon shampoo hitting his nostrils. He had missed this smell of her favourite shampoo. “Do you remember your ex?” Hyunwoo asked closing his eyes. “That’s something strange I know I had a relationship I can feel it, like my memory’s locked. But I just can’t seem to see them. I’ve tried really tried,” she said looking up to him. He was sad she had not remembered their moments. But knowing that she didn’t have to think of her other ex was a blessing. The memory’s of what he witnessed flooding his own. Anger at her pain and hurt overwhelmed him. “Are you ok?” She said looking up to him with those beautiful eyes he loved so much. “Yes sorry, just in a lot of pain. I bumped my head too just I didn’t lose my memory’s,” Hyunwoo said as she smiled warmly. “I wish i could have Mine back,” she moaned. “I just remember feeling safe and secure, it’s a feeling I want back so badly,” she said leaning her head on his shoulder. The move made him smile at their close contact but at the same time feeling of anger that she would cherish her memory’s of her abuser. “There is one memory I can kind of remember,” she said as you look to her to continue. “The feeling of sand beneath my toes, crashing waves and being so in love. I see him but not his face, his crazy coloured shorts but he’s so funny I told him I loved him instead of how crazy he was,” she chuckled as Hyunwoo froze. Hyunwoo struggled to form words. She wasn’t picking her memory’s from her abuser. That was him, the first time she told him she loved him. She did hold him in her heart after all, she didn’t forget him. His heart swelled as he looked down, the chemistry buzzing between them. In that second Hyunwoo knew he needed to fight for her. It was his chance to woo her all over again.

Before Hyunwoo could speak Minhyuk walked through the door. His eyes looking confused at the close contact of them both. Hyunwoo’s sure he saw his friend fist ball, confirming to him that his feelings was more then the friendly term he made him believe. “Sunny,” he pouted as he made his way to her taking his hand from her hold. “I’ve been so worried about you?” He said as she looked at him confused. “She’s lost her memory’s remember,” Hyunwoo said looking at him for being so naive. “But you couldn’t have forgotten me right,” Minhyuk chuckled as she looked sorrowful his way. “Sunny you didn’t forget me right?” he repeated in fear pulling her free hand to his hold too. “I know theirs something or someone but my mind is just so vague. I know your Minhyuk though,” she said as he cut her off. “Baby you know it’s me right, I’m that person,” he said pouting. “Really?” She said tilting her head confused as Hyunwoo struggled to hold back a laughter at her being unsure. “How did I tell you I loved you?” She said arms folded looking suspicious. Hyunwoo copied looking his way ready to laugh when he would fail to convince her. “We was on the beach you took me there to sunbathe and mock my horrid dress sense of smugglers,” he chuckled as Hyunwoo choked. How did he know you both had met to use the story as his own. Hyunwoo was feeling anger at her being played. But then how had Minhyuk known that story. His own memory of that was erased and he had come in to his life after his memory’s had been removed.

Minhyuk had made friends with him at the local cafe he worked in. Many nights spent on his laptop researching his new talent. It was the slip of Minhyuk’s eyes that had his secret revealed to him. “Really why can’t I remember?” Sunyoung whimpered as she removed her hand from yours falling into Minhyuk. “You will do soon I’m sure it’s that fall,” he said cradling her. “What happened I can’t remember,” she said holding him that Hyunwoo closed his eyes full of jealousy. “I don’t know they said maybe there was a gas escape or something, isn’t that right Hyunwoo?” Minhyuk asked stealing his thoughts to look his friends way. Nodding he stood not bearing to see them close together any more. “You ok mate?” Minhyuk questioned concerned. “Yes just I need air,” he replied as Minhyuk raised his smile half heartedly his way.

“What’s going on?” Hyunwoo asked Kihyun, annoyed with the situation. “I don’t honestly know,” Kihyun said placing his hand on his shoulder. “Is Minhyuk playing games? That was our memory I just know it was,” Hyunwoo said in pain. “I don’t think he is, maybe something happened for your memory to be mixed up,” he said looking at him closely as if he was trying to see in to his mind. His eyes flashed to his fingers as he looked in shock. “Wait those energy rings, was you both wearing them?” Kihyun asked as Hyunwoo nodded. “He said that you gifted him them to help with energy during my sessions,” Hyunwoo said looking confused. “I did but I wonder if by Sunyoung being the girl that somehow he has some of your memory’s too? Maybe by sharing energy your sharing memories,” Kihyun said still looking at the ring. “So he is in love with her too because he has my memory’s?” Hyunwoo questioned. “That’s a big possibility,” he replied as Hyunwoo felt like screaming at how messed up the situation was. “How can I get her memory’s back?” Hyunwoo asked. “It’s really hard, very hard. Look what you’ve had to endure,” he said as Hyunwoo threw his hands down his face. “So basically me and Minhyuk have the same memory’s. We’re both in love with her and he wins her while I suffer in silence once more,” Hyunwoo cry’s out. Kihyun pats his shoulder to bring calm his way. “Look I will speak to someone who could advise me better,” Kihyun said reassuringly. “But for now go back to the hospital, spend time with her, woo her all over again,” he said pep talking his way.

Hyunwoo had done exactly that, shadowing Minhyuk and her relationship. Most the time he sat their silently just watching them. The pain of watching them together crushed him but he knew Minhyuk wasn’t to blame. But their was moments when it was just them two and every second between them both was peaceful. Every smile she made his way was what kept him from losing his mind. So when Hyunwoo got the call that Kihyun was home he rush to him.

“I have to do what?” Hyunwoo scoffed. “Look I know it’s hard but you never really wanted them anyway,” Kihyun said rolling his eyes. “Not that I couldn’t care less if i lost that ability. I didn’t even want it in the first place,” Hyunwoo scoffed. “About the kiss?” He whispered blushing. “True love’s kiss, how very Disney right,” Kihyun scoffed as Hyunwoo deadpanned his way. “True love breaks your curse,” Kihyun chuckled. “Do you really think this is funny?” Hyunwoo said sounding annoyed. “No I don’t sorry,” Kihyun apologised. “She’s in love with Minhyuk how can I have a true loves kiss when she’s in love with someone else,” Hyunwoo moaned throwing himself into the awaiting chair. “Hyunwoo, her heart knows it’s you,” Kihyun said reassuringly. “And if it isn’t?” Hyunwoo said looking vulnerable. “What other option is available?” He said as Hyunwoo closed his eyes throwing his head back knowing he was right. “Right I’m ready to lose my powers,” Hyunwoo said standing as he pulled at his tie he was wearing. “That happens when you kiss her,” Kihyun said as he looked up at him. “Everything will be back how it was, you two in love, right now one has forgotten,” Kihyun said as Hyunwoo tilted his head. “Oh how easy this is going to be,” Hyunwoo replied sarcastically.

“You can have what ever you want,” Hyunwoo said smiling his way at Sunyoung. “You know I have a boyfriend, this won’t look good,” she says smiling pretending to be concerned. Like she can feel the pull from her stolen memories, she enjoys spending time with Hyunwoo. Not even being scared to hold his hand and let him hold her when she is sad, even though they both know it is wrong. “Then why accept lunch,” Hyunwoo smirks as she chuckles knowing she’s been caught. “I enjoy your company,” she said fluttering her eye lashes. “Doesn’t that tell you something?” Hyunwoo said more forward then usual. “Woah, confident Hyunwoo’s arrived,” she chuckled noticing it too. “Seriously though, I don’t know what this is, I know we shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t stop,” she said breathing in deeply that Hyunwoo felt guilty. “It’s what ever it needs to be,” he said half heartedly. He knew that what they was doing was unfair to his friend. The memory’s in Minhyuk’s mind might be wrong, but they to him felt right. “I should be running right now,” she grumbles. “Well you better start before the heat gets unbearable,” Hyunwoo teased. “Are you flirting with your life Son Hyunwoo,” She chuckled as he nodded. “Something like that,” he said as the waiter came to take their order. Your hands taking her you smiled when she didn’t remove them as she read the order out. Just as you was about to give yours her phone rang. Minhyuk’s name flashing as they both looked at each other, guilt eating them both. “You better answer that,” Hyunwoo said losing his confidence in that sharp second. Minhyuk had asked her where she was. Flirting blurring the friendship line for something she couldn’t explain was one thing. Lying to her boyfriend was another. It wasn’t long before awkward long silence hit when Minhyuk arrived sliding beside her. The most passionate kiss between them that felt like a warning Hyunwoo’s way.

Hyunwoo had given up hope losing all his confidence as the pain of there relationship ate away at him. He had even started avoiding them both, locking himself away as he felt the pain of his loss return. Reaching for the whisky bottle he sunk his last glass as his mind swirled in drunken pain. Sunyoung’s name on his phone calling him did little to break his despair. Flipping the phone over so he didn’t have to witness another love sick call he closed his eyes.

As soon as sleep fell he was woken to the door knocking. Finding Sunyoung standing their soaking wet shivering broke his heart. “What’s up? what’s happened?” Hyunwoo said thankful that his words wasn’t slurred. “He’s left me,” she cried as pain engulfed him from her heartbreak. “What do you mean?” Hyunwoo said confused as he pulled her wet body into him. “He’s left me, he said he’s seeing someone else,” she whimpered as he closed his eyes. “Why does every person I date leave me for someone else,” she cried as his heart broke. Minhyuk had followed the same path then him. He wanted to fight him for breaking her heart, but he had no right when he made her believe he had done the same. “I thought you couldn’t remember your previous lovers?” Hyunwoo questioned her hoping some memory of him was stirring. Even if it was the negative one it was still a memory that could unlock her emotions. “It was odd, it was like déjà vu. I wish I could explain it,” she said snuggling into him. “I understand I think,” Hyunwoo said with mixed emotions. His hands played with her hair as he realised she needed to get out the wet clothes. “Let’s get you dried up,” he said going to his room. Returning he placed the towel and his spare clothes her way. “Bathroom down the corridor,” he said as she made her way down. Dialling on the phone he waited with baited breath for Minhyuk to answer but he didn’t. The urge to punch him was overwhelming. “There is no point ringing him, he left his phone behind,” Sunyoung said behind him as he looked confused her way. “He left it on the bed when he left me,” she said looking tearful again. Hyunwoo heart stung he had done exactly the same, it was like Minhyuk was re-enacting there split. “You wasn’t on the phone to a new job was you by any chance?” Hyunwoo asked awkwardly as she raised an eyebrow. “No,” she scoffed sounding insulted. “Sorry it was just, yeah don’t worry about it,” Hyunwoo said smiling his way at her. “I’m sure he will come to his senses,” Hyunwoo said opening his arms once more that she happily snuggled into. “I noticed you use the same shampoo,” she chuckled as he mirrored letting her head vibrate on his chest from the sound. “Yeah it’s a smell that I’ve come to like,” he confessed knowing the scent was his favourite thing of hers. “Minhyuk buys it all the time,” she chuckled as Hyunwoo rolled his eyes. Sharing memories was really becoming frustrating.

“Do you want a drink?” Hyunwoo said changing the subject. “Do you have any left?” She chuckled as he clicked his tongue. “I’ve always got good drinks,” he smirked as she chuckled holding him tighter. “I take that as a no?” He said pulling him around her tighter as the connection between them both felt safe and secure. “Just don’t leave me,” she whimpered as if she couldn’t keep her emotions in check. The pain in her voice told you she was struggling with emotions her memory couldn’t help. Feeling the sudden urge to push for them to be returned he placed his finger under her chin. Crashing his lips to her softly he kissed her. Her own moving slowly and passionately as her fingers grabbed to the back of his T-shirt. Hyunwoo felt as if his heart was going to combust. This was it, time to get her memory’s back, get her by his side forever and having his happy ever after, even if he lost his ability to remove memories.

Guilt wasn’t something this time Kihyun had, Hyunwoo had crossed the line when he abused Hyungwon’s mind. It made him angry and the plan set beneath him was perfect. Excitement filled him with the chance to mess with his mind and heart. He could hear footsteps coming his way and he couldn’t wait to fill in the details of Hyunwoo’s final pain. When he would realise that the kiss would do nothing, he knew his pain would engulf him once more.

“I can feel it, the confusion it’s exciting. We finally got our revenge,” Kihyun says out to his visitor who finally arrived. “What happens to her?” The voice said concerned. “I will wipe her memory’s before the confusion haunts her. She will never know she was just someone who held your memory’s,” Kihyun said turning to face the guilt ridden expression befalling him. “Trust me she won’t know, she won’t remember. He will though he will suffer for leaving you all those years back,” Kihyun said reassuringly. “I trust you,” he said not sorrowfully. “Deal is a deal I suppose, let’s remove your memory’s of him finally,” Kihyun said pouring the frankincense into a bowl. “Will it hurt like the other time,” he replied worrying. “No that was just because your memory’s was flowing between you three,” Kihyun smiled as Minhyuk took his seat. Ready to finally let go of every memory of the lover who left him behind.

To be continued ……..

Masterlist

[ao3feed-ateez]

Shadows In The Night: A Tale Of Love And Heartbreak

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/5xUAVe1 by Kikihyunniee Kihyun escapes in the middle of the night from his abusive boyfriend with nothing but the clothes on his back. Attempting to pick up the pieces from his shattered life, Kihyun loses himself in the process but gains something that can never be taken from him. His pack and bondmate, the leader of one of the biggest gangs in Gwangyong City, Alpha Son Hyunwoo. Words: 1542, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Monsta X (Band), ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: M/M, Multi Characters: Son Hyunwoo | Shownu, Yoo Kihyun, Lee Minhyuk (Monsta X), Chae Hyungwon, Lee Jooheon (Monsta X), Im Changkyun | I.M, Lee Hoseok | Wonho Relationships: Son Hyunwoo | Shownu/Yoo Kihyun, Everyone/Everyone, Chae Hyungwon/Lee Minhyuk, Lee Jooheon/Yoo Kihyun Additional Tags: mob!au, Domestic Violence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Son Hyunwoo | Shownu, Omega Yoo Kihyun, Omega Lee Hoseok | Wonho, Alpha Lee Minhyuk (Monsta X), Omega Chae Hyungwon, Omega Lee Jooheon (Monsta X), Omega Im Changkyun | I.M, Past Rape/Non-con, Rape/Non-con Elements, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Group Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Unsafe Sex, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Heavy Themes So Please Head The Tags And Trigger Warnings, Dark Story With Happy Ending, Heavy Angst, OT7 read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/5xUAVe1

[mxnrly]

cozy, wonho

fluff !

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Cramps began to attack the girl's entire humanity, making her shiver and complain in the process. It had been a long time since the pains had flooded her like that and she felt that at any moment she would explode. Her back curved over the bed to one side to become a little ball with the intention of making the pain less strong.

She sighed as she looked at her wallpaper. It was a picture with her boyfriend on their first formal date, both holding hands under a cherry tree. It was the most beautiful thing she could see, and the only thing that coud help her forget her pain for a few moments.

The door of the apartment was carefully opened and closed in the same way. A few footsteps came towards the room where the girl was, making her stop looking at her cell phone to smile at her boyfriend's gaze. A strong pain made her shiver and grimace in the process.

“Honey, relax, I'm here,” whispered the boy in a sweet voice. He approached the youngest girl, leaving a bag full of medicine and food on the desk, to settle behind her, while his arms embraced her figure.

The girl turned to face him and curled up in the curve of his neck, inhaling the deep, masculine scent of her partner. She smiled in the process, feeling the boy's lips on her forehead.

“I brought you some pills and a few chamomile tea bags,” he said in a low voice. The girl opened her eyes making eye contact. The pain on her eyes made him feel a terrible need to hold and hide her in his pocket to protect her.

“I just need you to be here with me,” she whispered. She came closer to kiss the lips of the boy. He responded instantly, a sweet, tender kiss as his hands wandered behind his back.

“I love you,” whispered the boy, which she could hear before she fell asleep, her body surrendering, and his captivating voice singing her favorite songs.

[fuckedurbias]

won’t be long - son hyunwoo

genre: a mix of fluff and angst?? 

requested? yes!! 

word count: 1.2k 

warnings: implied prejudice? i made it as vague as possible

A/N; i was going to make this a drabble initially but it turned into a short scenario so i’m sorry if this isn’t long or short enough for you ;-;

Shownu walks into the bedroom, sliding his duffle bag off his shoulder and onto the floor next to the bed. He sighs as he falls back onto the bed, head rolling over to look at you sitting in front of your vanity mirror, making yourself look presentable.

“I told you making the dinner date with your parents on a day you have both dance practice and gym all day was a bad idea” You smile cheekily, looking at him through the mirror.

“I know, but it’s the only day they’re both free at a decent time” He exhales with a groan.

“Just don’t pass out at the dinner table, okay?” You giggle, loving how cute and sleepy he looks right now.

“I won’t, my mum would smack me” He exhales.

“Speaking of… I’m really nervous to meet her… and your dad too, of course” Your smile fades quickly, you stare at yourself in the mirror as you get lost in your nervous thoughts.

“Hey, don’t be nervous baby”, Hyunwoo sits up and walks over to you “I’m sure they’ll love you”.

“Well I hope so” You exhale, trying to calm yourself. Hyunwoo squeezes your shoulders as his hands slide down and wrap themselves around you. You lean back into him, smiling up at him. He pecks your lips as he strokes your cheek lovingly.

“You really need to shower, stinkyhead”, You snicker cheekily “and be quick, I’m almost ready and only need to get dressed”. He chuckles at you, shaking his head.

“I won’t be long”.

You’re sitting across from Shownu’s mother as he sits next to you across from his dad. It’s a bit of an awkward silence at first, everyone wanting to end their hunger and digging in ASAP.

“Thank you so much for having me here tonight, this food is amazing!” You break the silence, smiling brightly and nodding towards Hyunwoo’s mother.

“It’s no problem at all, I wanted to cook all my best dishes for tonight and give you a proper introduction” His mother smiles back just as brightly, making you feel warm inside.

“So, you met Hyunwoo through work?” His dad asks, his seriousness feeling a little daunting.

“Yes! I was on the video team for one of Monsta X’s reality shows and I was assigned to video Hyunwoo”, you start to blush a little as you remember how you fell for him “getting to follow him around all day and film him being his goofy self really made me fall for him so fast”. You can feel a warmth rising throughout your body as you can feel Shownu looking at you with nothing but love and adoration. He reaches over and gives your hand a squeeze before eating another scoop of his Kimchi Stew.  

“I’m glad we finally get to meet you after 7 months, Hyunwoo’s father and I have been pestering him to meet you when it was only 4” His mother laughs. You laugh along with her as you look at Shownu with an eye-smile, he returns it.

“Yeah, to be honest we didn’t even think you’d last past 2 months”, his dad laughs “what with you two being complete opposites of each other; culture and personality wise”.

You suddenly feel a nervous pang in your stomach as you nervously laugh to try and save the awkwardness. You can practically feel the cold radiating off Shownu as he freezes in place, already knowing where this is going.

“W-what?” You stutter, trying to process and understand if his dad meant what you thought he did (and was hoping he didn’t)

“Oh you know, people from your country and of your culture tend to be really wild and crazy”, his dad puts his fork down to properly explain “whereas here we are more reserved and responsible, especially people like Hyunwoo”.

You’re baffled, not even knowing what to reply or do. You look over at Shownu and his jaw is tense and he’s gripping his cutlery so tightly his knuckles are white.

“He doesn’t mean it that way”, Shownu’s mother tries to step in “we know you’re not like that now, meeting you and hearing how Hyunwoo talks about you, we know you’re different and committed”.

“Yeah, when Hyunwoo first told us about you we really had our doubts because as I said; wild and crazy, which means commitment issues”, his dad doesn’t bat an eye as he continues his problematic explanation “but you’ve definitely proven us wrong and shown us you’re not like them”.

“Sorry…them?” Your brain butts in before you can decide whether to retaliate or not.

“You know, the rest of- “

“Dad, enough!” Shownu cuts his dad off, slamming his cutlery against the table. His parents jump in shock.

“Just stop, you wonder why it took me so long to introduce my partner to you yet say stuff like this right to their face? How can you not put two and two together? As soon as I told you their race you started with those same assumptions and even though they were proven wrong so early on in the relationship you still held onto them, and still do clearly”, Shownu stands up as he rants on “and I love you guys, I really do, but when you do and say stuff like this it really hurts me, especially right in front of their face”.

You can do nothing but look forward into the abyss in shock as you listen to him.

“I plan to spend the rest of my life with this person, this beautiful person who I care about so deeply and while I usually would ask your approval, this time I won’t because I have everything I want and need in my life, this person right here has just completed that” Shownu grabs your hand tightly as he continues. Your cheeks go bright red as your heart soars; you really adore him.

“Now, I think we’re done here”, Shownu pulls your hand up “when you want to apologise you can call me”.

Shownu grabs your bag as he pulls you out of the door, his parents say nothing and just sit in shock as you two leave.

It’s quiet as you come out of the bathroom to Shownu sitting shirtless on the side of the bed as he gets ready for bed.

“Hyunwoo?” You say softly.

“Yes, baby?” He replies just as softly, looking up at you with his gentle eyes.

“You know you didn’t have to do that for me, right?” You walk towards him and sit on his lap and rest your head on his shoulder and link your arms with his.

“What do you mean?” He puts his phone away and focuses on you, holding your waist with one hand and holding your hand with the other.

“Snapping at your parents like that”, you pout “I’d hate for you to risk your relationships with your parents because of me”.

“Honey, no! Trust me I’m not risking anything”, Shownu reassures you “I couldn’t just let them be rude to you like that, they’re mature and will realise their wrongdoings and apologise in no time okay? Don’t stress”.

“Okay, I trust you”, you give him a smile with sparkly eyes “and I can’t lie and say that seeing you defend me like that wasn’t sexy and didn’t make my heart tingle”.

Shownu chuckles at that confession before cradling your cheek in his hand as he brings you in for a passionate & loving kiss. He pulls away delicately, keeping his face just centimetres away from you.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you” He smiles; you swear you can see the entire universe in his eyes.

And it’s all for you.

[joonsgotthejuice]

Lovers and Friends

Pairing: Shownu x Reader

Words: 3.4k

Genre: fluff, light smut

Summary: Shownu doesn’t quite understand how being friends with benefits works.

Warnings: shower sex, exhibitionism (if you squint)

A/N: My first MX fic! This idea hit me hard after reading this post, so I had to write it. Thank you hanbingf for the inspo! Hope you all enjoy it!

Shownu was infuriatingly beautiful. With a body carved from marble— worthy of being on display at the Met— and a smile that rivals the stars in the sky, it’s no wonder why he turns heads every time you two journey into town. If you were outside for longer than 10 minutes, chances are you’d catch someone gawking at him. It never fails. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve caught someone staring from across the train platform. Or heard the soft giggling from a group of girls as you both walked by. You weren’t innocent either, however. More than once would you’ve watched his muscles ripple under his button-up as he reaches up to grab a glass from a high shelf. Just yesterday Jooheon had to pinch your arm to stop you from staring at Shownu’s ass. Changkyun’s chuckles as you hid your head in your arms would haunt you for at least the next two days. 

Shownu himself was soft-spoken and gentle, a contrast to his looks. You’ve watched many cashiers straighten up the slightest when seeing Shownu approaching the counter. A mix of intimidation and interest swirling in their eyes as this tall man with a stoic neutral face makes their way to them with items to ring up. Then they’d break into sweet smiles and blushes as Shownu asked them how their days were going with that caring look and sincere smile that’s been aimed at you many times before.

The only thing that was more infuriating than Shownu’s beauty was his modesty. He genuinely was clueless as to how appealing he was. When you tell him the woman at the front desk was giving him bedroom eyes he only blinks, ignorance clear in his face as he refutes the claim. You loved him, but he was so extremely oblivious that it genuinely astounded you. 

Admittedly, his lack of being able to take hints has worked in your favor at times. It was the reason your slight crush went unnoticed. While his closest friends would tease you in private about your lingering eyes, Shownu was none the wiser. It made your friendship easier knowing you didn’t have to worry about it.

Until it wasn’t just a friendship anymore.

The morning you woke up half laying on a naked Shownu, his morning wood pressed against your leg, was the day that changed. After a small freak out and an awkward couple of minutes trying to not stare at his abs as you spoke about what occurred the night before, you both agreed that the sex was great and you wanted it to happen again. However, you weren’t too sure you could handle any romantic relations, so you made the suggestion as casual as possible. 

“We could just, do— you know— this, again. Whenever you want. Just shoot me a text.”

Your face was as nonchalant as you could make it but internally you were hoping for the ground to open and swallow you whole. To your surprise, Shownu nodded in agreement and thus the arrangement of being friends with benefits started. 

It took getting a little tipsy to get the courage to text him to come over for your first official hook up, but over the past few months, it’s gotten extremely easy to send that 1 am text. He’d come and fuck your brains out in the dead of night, then make you breakfast the next morning before kissing your forehead and going back home. Or you’d go over to his place when you were feeling extremely risque. 

Unlike you, Shownu lived with multiple of his close friends. He preferred to come to yours since he could be as loud as he wanted but you’ve convinced him to sneak you in once everyone was asleep for some fun. To your pleasure and surprise, he’s grown to like the concept of possibly getting caught. Hands down the hottest sex you’ve had with him was in the shower the morning after a hookup. 

It was 7 am, so you both were sure that you could have some quick fun in the shower before the others woke up. Your hands were splayed on the tiled wall in front of you as Shownu’s hands pulled you back into his thrusts. He was balls deep in you when a knock sounded through the door. Your eyes widened as he froze. You look over your shoulder at him but he was already looking to his left as if he could see the door to the bathroom through the dense shower curtains. You could tell by the look on his face he was unsure of what to do. There was another knock at the door, more impatient now. 

“Uh, yeah?” Shownu called out, eyes locking with yours.

“I need to pee!” Jooheon whines, shifting his weight from his left foot to his right foot.

“Can you come back in 10 minutes?”

“It’s realllly bad, just let me come in please!” Jooheon pleads.

Jooheon was the only person you knew who could verbalize a pout. He was not the youngest in the house but he was used to getting his way and in turn, was a little bit bratty. Shownu especially spoiled him so you were curious about what his next move would be. Neither of you had decided to enlighten your friends about your arrangement and you didn’t exactly want to explain to Jooheon what you were doing getting your guts rearranged by one of his best friends in the shower. 

Shownu glances at the curtain, then you again before a wicked grin spread across his face. 

“Come in!” He calls out and you open your mouth to protest but then the door opens and Shownu covers your mouth with his hand, slowing down his thrusts but making sure to slide every inch of him inside you. 

“Thank fuck. Thank you.” Jooheon says hurriedly as he enters the bathroom. 

You swallow thickly as you become hyperaware of the fact that less than 3 feet away stood one of your friends, clueless to the fact that you were at his place let alone fucking his best friend. The thought was slightly worrying but you couldn’t deny the thrill of this. Your walls clenching around Shownu was enough to clue him in that you were enjoying this albeit your cheeks being red with embarrassment. 

“You like this, don’t you? Knowing Jooheon is right on the other side of that curtain, completely unaware that you’re in here with me.” Shownu husks into your ear, his chest pressed against your back as his lips ghost over your ear.

You whimper softly, eyes squeezing shut as you will yourself to not moan out loud. The water can only drown out so much sound. Shownu’s chest vibrates against your back as he chuckles softly, his free hand moving from your hip to your clit and rubbing slow, careful circles. Half of you was thankful that he was moving slowly so it was easier to keep quiet, but the other half wanted to slap him for the teasing drag of his cock against your walls. 

After what felt like the longest piss known to man, Jooheon finally flushes and washes his hands before leaving the bathroom.

“I hate you.” You say the moment Shownu’s hand leaves your mouth. 

“I love you.” He responds without missing a beat, his lips curling into his signature smile.

Your response is lost on your tongue as your heart leaps into your throat. He’s always said those three words to you every time you ended a phone call or parted ways after a day of hanging out. But right now when he’s still slowly thrusting into you and staring deep into your eyes with nothing but adoration and warmth in his, it was slightly overwhelming. That desire you hid deep inside of you once you started this arrangement comes bursting to the surface. The desire for this to be something more than a fun hookup. The desire for this to become permanent.

“Hey, did I upset you by letting Jooheon in? I’m sorry if I crossed a line and you didn’t really want him to come in.” Shownu’s voice breaks your thought as his hips still.

“No, no no. I liked it! You felt it, I enjoyed it. It was hot.” You reassure him as you turn around to face him.

“Well, why are you so quiet? I said I love you.” Shownu asks, his tone deflating a bit.

An upset Shownu was high on the list of things you hated to see. So against your better judgment, you cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a kiss. Shownu made a small sound of shock before his hands found your waist and he returned the kiss. You pull away a few moments later, eyes still closed as you revel in the fantasy in your head for a little while. When you open your eyes, Shownu is already looking at you.

“I love you too.” You reply surely as your thumb caresses his cheek. 

The words held a different weight this time. You wondered if he would understand that. The answer to your question isn’t clear since Shownu’s response is only a smile.

As time progressed and you learned more about each other’s bodies, you found yourself treading into dangerous territory. You knew the post-sex cuddling was a bad idea but you wanted to feed that small part of you that wanted to be with Shownu. The problem was it was getting greedier and greedier and you didn’t know what to do. Had this been anyone else you’d have cut this short a while ago, but this was Shownu. He was a huge part of your life for the past 3 years, cutting him off was not an option.

Ultimately, you decided to ignore it. This was casual sex, nothing more and you shouldn’t get your hopes up. 

Yet you still found your heart crumbling when Shownu drops the bomb on you.

The two of you were chilling on the couch, watching some random Netflix original with his housemates. Your legs were laying in his lap as you both huddled under a blanket. You were zoned out for a moment, once again contemplating the position you were in with Shownu when something Wonho says catches your attention.

“Shownu, you’ve been a bit more upbeat lately.” Wonho leans over the arm of the couch he’s on, a teasing smirk on his face. “And I noticed some marks on you when we were working out this morning.”

“Ooo, Shownu you’ve been fucking someone? Never thought I’d see the day.” Changkyun chimes in from his spot on the floor. 

You laugh along with Jooheon as Shownu shakes his head. 

“At least he’s getting some, you can’t say the same can you, Kyunie?” Jooheon teases before dodging a pillow Changkyun launches his way.

“Lucky I’m too lazy to get up.” Changkyun murmurs as Jooheon’s laughs get louder.

“Anyway!” Wonho calls the attention back to him. “So, you got a girlfriend?”

The room is quiet except for the movie playing in the background. 7 pairs of eyes on Shownu, waiting for a response.

You two weren’t a couple at all despite the fact you wouldn’t be against it. So the last thing you expect to hear Shownu say is— 

“Yes.”

The boys erupt, immediately asking questions. When will they meet her? Where did he meet her? Why didn’t he tell them earlier? But they all fell on deaf ears as you sit up straight. 

A girlfriend? You never thought about the possibility of Shownu seeing someone else alongside you. He had no reason to be committed to you and people hit on him left and right so what was stopping him? You never talked about being exclusive, but it had been for you. You weren’t with anyone else. Knowing that he had a girlfriend and you were the side chick in this situation made your stomach drop and you wanted to cry. 

At least initially. 

That sadness quickly morphed into burning hot anger. You stood up and pushed your way passed Kihyun, going down the hall to Shownu’s room and shutting the door forcefully behind you. 

You hastily take off the shirt and basketball shorts you borrowed from Shownu and start putting on your clothes with the intention of leaving. The last thing you wanted was to be near him. You needed to go. Clear your head and figure out what to do next. You had no one to blame but yourself when it came to why you were the side chick. You remind yourself that you didn’t mention exclusivity or any romantic relationship of any sort. You brought up the casual aspect of this arrangement. However, it was FWB 101 to make your fuck buddy aware if you were with more than just them. What if he caught something and gave it to you? Yes, you usually use condoms but sometimes in the heat of the moment you both forgot but you never worried because you were sure he was clean and wouldn’t endanger you like that. 

Yet here he was, with a whole girlfriend. 

Did she know about you? If he kept her from you then he must be keeping you from her too, right? This revelation only made you more pissed. So much so that you don’t register the bedroom door opening and closing behind you.

“What’s wrong?” Shownu asks, tone soft and worried.

It took everything in you not to scoff at him as you pull up your jeans and button them. 

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?” You repeat, giving him a look of disbelief. “You can’t be serious right now Shownu.”

“I’m very serious. You left in a huff and I don’t know why.”

“Then stay confused while I go for a walk.” You respond, pulling your jacket on.

You try to walk around him but he moves in front of you.

“No. I’m not letting you run out of here unhappy. What’s wrong?” He asks again, putting his hands on your shoulders.

“Don’t touch me right now!” You shrug his hands off and move away from him.

Your outburst makes Shownu raise his eyebrows. You rarely, if ever, raise your voice at him with legitimate anger.

“You got some nerve, you know that?” You face his window, watching traffic pass by and the sun setting. The sky’s colorful display eased you slightly, but Shownu speaking brought back the irritation full force.

“You’re mad at me? What did I do?”

Your foot taps rapidly on the floor as you decide on the right thing to say. 

“How long?” 

When your question is met with no response you turn to look at Shownu. You wanted to slap the confused and oblivious look off his face but you restrain yourself and keep your distance from him. 

“How long...?” 

“How long have you been hiding your girlfriend from me?”

Shownu tilts his head, confused look intensifying. 

“Hiding my girlfriend?” He repeats, the look on his face shifting from confusion to slight bewilderment.

“Stop playing dumb Shownu! Just be honest with me. Why didn’t you tell me you were with someone else? That’s something you’re supposed to communicate to me.” You manage to lower your voice, reining in your frustration.

There was still a group of men just down the hall and you didn’t want them to hear you.

“With someone else?”

“If you repeat what I say one more time I swear I’m gonna slap fire outta you.” You snarl through grit teeth. 

“I’m sorry. I’m just trying to understand you because you’re not making any sense.”  Shownu holds his hands up in surrender and stepping out of slapping range. 

“Okay. Okay, fine.” You rub your temples as you take a deep breath. “Let’s break this down. You are fucking someone else besides me. You didn’t think to tell me. That is why I am mad.” 

“But I’m not sleeping with anyone else.” Shownu shakes his head to emphasize his point. 

“You just told them you had a girlfriend!” You point at the door as if the others were standing out there instead of in the living room.

“You are my girlfriend! I’m sorry if you weren’t ready for me to tell them anything but I didn’t have any other way to explain the marks. I panicked a bit.”

All the tension leaves your body, shoulders slumping as you stare at Shownu dumbfounded.

“Huh?” was the only response you could muster up. His words replay in your head and then it all clicks.

He was talking about you. There was no other girl. He hadn’t been hiding anything or anyone from you. You open and close your mouth several times, trying to find a reply that felt right.

“So back there in the living room, you meant me? I’m your girlfriend?” 

Even though the answer was staring you in the face, you had to get 100% clarity. 

“Yes? I mean, I thought since we— you know— had sex that we were together? Friends don’t have sex. So by continuing to sleep together, I thought we were casually stepping into the boyfriend-girlfriend territory? Unless we’re not and I understood everything wrong.” Shownu’s voice gets quieter as he keeps talking, uncertainty becoming more and more evident with each word that slips through his lips.

He shoves his hands into his pocket, eyes looking around the room instead of staying on you. A telltale sign he was feeling embarrassed. 

“I should have asked for clarification about us— about this whole thing. We don’t have to be together if you don’t want to be. I’ll go back out there and tell the guys-”

You cut off Shownu’s rambling by kissing him softly, hand resting on the back of his neck. A pair of familiar gentle hands find their way to your waist, as you deepen the kiss. Shownu matches your pace easily once his initial shock wears off. When you pull away from him, Shownu looks at you with that oblivious face for the umpteenth time. 

“Now I’m confused again.” Shownu frowns a bit and you chuckle. 

“Don’t be. I’ll be clear and honest. I want to be with you. I want to be your girlfriend. I would like for you to be my boyfriend if you’re willing to have me.”

“I’d really like that a lot. I like you a lot.” He gently takes your hand, thumb brushing over your knuckles.

You look down at your hands before interlocking your fingers with his.

“Same here.”

Shownu pulls you into a hug, arms wrapping around you and holding you snug against him. While enjoying the close embrace, a question does come to your mind.

“You didn’t think it was weird that we didn’t go on dates?” You ask with a chuckle. 

“I thought of breakfast in the morning as a date of sorts.” He rubs the back of his neck, “Just spending time together was enough for me. Official date or not.”

The grin that spread across your face was involuntary, as was you pulling Shownu into another kiss. His sweet words were enough to make your chest bloom with warmth and the feeling only intensified when you realize this would be a common occurrence now. Shownu as a friend was already doting, but now the affection would increase tenfold. 

When you two separate from each other, Shownu has a fond look on his face as he rubs your back. 

“Still gonna leave?” 

You shake your head, “No need anymore. Let’s go back out there.”

Shownu nods before turning around to open the door. He’s about to step through the threshold when you take his hand again. He glances down at your locked hands, then at you. 

“You sure?” 

You knew walking back in there holding hands would only incite a flurry of accusations and questions from the others, but you didn’t care. Shownu was yours now. That wasn’t something to hide. You wanted everyone to know, starting with your closest friends.

“Very.” You nod your head surely.

He squeezes your hand before leading the way back to the living room. Your heart was hammering in your chest as you approached the end of the hall but a glance at Shownu calmed you. If he was by your side, you could do anything. It was true as friends, and it would continue to be true as lovers.

“Hey, Shownu?” You stop right before crossing into the living room.

“Hm?” He turns his head to look at you.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”