#seventeen mafia series

[miabebe]

I Am What I Am (II)

A man of the shadows and a woman who belonged in the skies - fate could not have brought two more different people together.

But was this fate or was this a choice?

Pairing - Im Changkyun x OC, OC x Surprise Seventeen member hehe

Word Count - 7.7K

Warnings - Nothing too explicit but mentions of blood, guns, knives, violence, (t.w) references to suicide, murder

Previous Chapter

“I need to sit.”

Na bi peered into the darkness and her eyes fell on a couch at the far end of the room. Changkyun simply watched, buttoning his sleeves as she pushed with all her might, bringing it to the centre and plopping down on it. Her legs sure thanked her, but the fire in the pits of her stomach had reignited as she looked at him from a considerably lower and painstaking angle, standing before the table.  

“Why are you here Ms. Baek?”  

Na bi pursed her lips in thought. Honestly, she forgot. The sight of him had blown every ounce of reasoning out of her head. Sure, driving the car down an empty freeway at 140 kmh had adrenaline coursing through every inch of her body and yeah, maybe her ‘interaction’ earlier with that gentleman in the club had gotten her to some kind of high but she didn’t think she would ever find it this hard to get it together. There was nothing she could really process except him and the slender yet sculpted build of his body. He didn’t look very menacing but he didn’t seem like he was gentle either. Na bi wondered if he was the kind who liked it slow and teasing or hard and fast, not that she would have a problem with either-  

Crossing her legs to keep it all in, she leaned back into the softness of the couch, mentally and physically pushing herself to the maximum possible distance away from this man.

“Who are you?”  

“You already asked me that.” The corners of his lips curled into a smile. “And I already answered.”  

“And I heard you.” She tilted her head in question. “But I’ve never heard of you before.”  

“Not many have.” He tucked his hands into his pockets. “I am a myth Ms. Baek. The knowledge of my existence is a privilege.” 

Na bi let her eyes scan him down then up. Recalling the way he stayed concealed in the shadows the first time she met him, she scoffed. “Privilege or liability?” 

When he didn’t clarify, she clicked her tongue, shaking her head dramatically. “So you are hiding.” She sighed. “That's sad; you were a lot more interesting when you didn’t admit to being a coward.”  

Changkyun smiled, unaffected. “I don’t expect or need you to understand Ms. Baek. Ignorance is a luxury people like you can afford.” 

Maybe if Na bi was less drunk, she would have been sensible enough to be offended by that but she simply pouted. “Enlighten me then.” 

“What you call cowardice is gameplay Ms. Baek.” He leaned against the desk behind him. “My identity is irrelevant, so I choose anonymity. I let my work speak for itself.” 

“So who gets, as you call it, the privilege of knowing who you are?”    

“The few who have business with me, my men” He cocked his head, looking at her. “And you.”  

Na bi felt a strange combination of fear, exhilaration and curiosity grip her all at once.  

“No one else?”  

Changkyun shook his head.  

She took a minute to take it all in. She should have been more afraid. She really should.

“Sounds a little unfortunate if you ask me.” He raised an eyebrow as she leaned towards him, half whispering. “Having all this power and no one afraid of it.”

“I don’t seek fear because I don’t thrive on it Ms. Baek.” He mirrored her, leaning too. “Imagine what I could have done to you if fear was what I wanted.”

Na bi felt a single bead of sweat roll down her neck.

“Then what do you want from me? Why are your men stalking me?” When Changkyun looked at her expressionlessly, she rolled her eyes. “Don’t deny it. They haven’t been subtle and I’m not blind.”

“No, you’re not.” She could practically hear the amusement in his voice, like he had observed the way her eyes were all over him.

He walked around his desk, pulled open the drawer, taking out a familiar picture and threw it onto the wooden surface of the table. Na bi got up, walking closer to it, picking the photo of Ana in her hands, the same one Wonho had shown her that night.

“That’s from the cctv of my headquarters a few days ago. Your friend Ana, turned up at a location that no one other than me and my men know of, asking for me, by my name."

Na bi frowned. “How did she know where to find you?”

“Your skipping sequence Ms. Baek” Changkyun walked past her, sitting down on her chair. “How did she even know of my existence in the first place? The range of my business acquaintances does not extend to people like her.”

“How do you suppose she knew?”

He hummed. “Assumption is judgement’s biggest enemy Ms. Baek. I was hoping to have a conversation with her to let her explain herself, but that was the last time anyone had seen or heard from her.” Na bi didn’t even realise when he got hold of the lighter he began playing with. “And incidentally, while looking for her-”

“-your men kidnapped me.”

He nodded. “It was a mistake and it is my fault you got roped in this mess and so, it’s only fair that until all this gets over, I look out for you.” Changkyun watched her face scrunched in confusion. “Ms. Baek, there are a lot of dark and dangerous things hidden in the shadows of Seoul. My identity holds a higher value than you can imagine. Should anyone get the idea that you might have even the slightest clue as to who I am, they would hunt you down for answers.”

“So, all these days, your men were…” Na bi blinked at a loss of words. “Protecting me?"

He gave a small nod.  

Na bi stared at him. Of all the reasons she had imagined for his men stalking her, this was nowhere on the list. 

“You’re telling me that rather than eliminating someone who might be a threat to your identity which you apparently so carefully safeguard, you chose to employ your men to work round the clock to protect her? All because she was a mistake?” Na bi stared at him incredulously before letting out a surprising short laugh. “Oh, you absolute asshole.” 

For the first time, Changkyun’s expression betrayed his thoughts – it was a mixture of annoyance, confusion and amusement all in one.

“Either you habitually don’t think twice before you talk,” His voice was suddenly a lot deeper. “Or you’re not afraid of much when you’re drunk Ms. Baek.” 

“Please,” She scoffed. “I’m not afraid of much when I’m sober either. There is not much to fear if you’re not afraid of death, and I see death every day.”

Na bi walked up to him, her shadow falling on his darkening expression.

“You’re not protecting me and this is not just about Ana. Someone like her cannot possibly be a threat to you.”

The image of those armed men in Ana’s house flashed in Na bi’s head. The only reason another group of dangerous people were after Ana had to be for Changkyun.

“Someone else is looking for you. Someone who is a part of those dark and dangerous things you claim are in the shadows of Seoul. Evidently, they are aware that Ana has you all figured it out and they knowing getting to her means getting to you, but you....You don’t know who they are, do you?”  

She walked around the chair, her fingers tracing it.  

“Ana was your only link to them but she’s missing. You knew, whoever they are, if they learn of me, they will come after me instead. That’s why I’m alive, that’s why I’m being monitored. I’m bait, aren’t I?”  

She leaned down, meeting him eye to eye. 

“Or did I misjudge the depth of your character?” 

Now that she was much closer to him, her eyes once again began wandering across his face and she wondered why she was not more annoyed or aggravated at the realisation of how she was being recklessly played around by him. Changkyun on the other hand was silent for a whole minute, looking right back into her eyes before his lips curled into a smile.  

“I think I misjudged the level of your intelligence Ms. Baek.”  

Na bi pulled herself back feeling victorious but he got up, on his feet, eliminating the little distance she put between them. “But you are transparent and lack depth so you think everyone is as one dimensional as you are.” This time she felt her fists ball in anger. “Had you not given in to your saviour complex and unnecessarily curious nature, you wouldn’t have become the potential target that you are now. It’s not me but you who brought you to where you are,” He took the picture from her, freeing her hands. “But just because there were other reasons to keep my eye on you, doesn’t mean I wasn’t looking out for you.”  

Na bi knew those were empty words from him but she couldn’t help but feel a weight drop in her stomach. It didn’t help that he was standing so close, and it helped even less when Na bi took a step closer to him, doing the top button of his vest that he had missed.  

“Prove it then.” She smoothened the fabric on his chest nonchalantly before looking up at him. “Take me home.”  

“Wonho will drop you- “  

“Not him. You.”  

He sighed. “Ms. Baek. If you haven’t figured out already, I don’t come out in the open.” 

“You said you wanted to protect me, didn’t you?” She licked her drying lips. “So, it’s you or no one.”

Changkyun’s eyes flickered down there, just for a second before he met her eyes again. “I’m inviting trouble keeping you around, aren’t I?” 

Na bi smiled as she walked out, knowing he would follow.

The ride to her house was pretty silent.  

In that half an hour, Na bi understood Changkyun wasn’t much of a talker. If she had nothing to say, neither did he. Conveniently enough though, he would at least answer her questions when she had any and she had very few questions.  

Okay, she only had one question.  

“Are you getting married?”  

Changkyun momentarily took his eyes off the road to throw her a glance, clearly not expecting that of all things. Well, he for starters, he was all suited up - not a crease in sight, not a hair out of place, smelling like a very distracting combination of whiskey and roses but the watch on his hand, it looked old, like a choice of sentiment rather than style.   

“You look very marry-able right now.”  

“Why Ms. Baek,” His voice was laced with amusement. “Would you like to?”  

“Hell no.” Na bi scoffed, looking out of the window at all the buildings whizzing by. Sure, she was attracted to him, hormones and alcohol clearly amplifying it all but that was about it. “You and I can’t possibly be meant to be.”  

Changkyun hummed. In thought? In agreement? She had no idea. But that was the only conversation they had the whole way home. She wanted to ask more; of course, she wanted to. Curiosity was Na bi’s fatal flaw but either this really expensive BMW’s smooth navigation was lulling her to sleep or Seoul’s air was laced with some sort of sedative tonight – whatever it was, she was progressively losing grip over herself, so uncharacteristically, she shut up.  

When the car came to a stop in front of her building, Na bi rolled her head over to look at Changkyun – he was already looking at her. She definitely wanted to say something, either a thank you or goodnight, but whatever it was, under his gaze, yet again, she forgot. Not a word was exchanged, neither was any emotion - there was no sadness over a goodbye, no longing to see each him again. But in the silence of the night and the small space that held them at an arm’s distance from each other, there was one thing that was definitely there – a meaningless craving. A desire so electrifying that she could practically taste it in the air and feel it in the way every cell in her body was fighting the idea of just pulling him closer. Na bi wondered if he felt that too; she couldn’t tell.   

When Changkyun made the slightest movement towards her Na bi immediately felt her breath get stuck in her throat and her heart race in her chest. At first, he simply unbuckled her seat belt and she had begun to get disappointed but then she felt him lean closer. Though this was exactly what she wanted, though he was what her body was so desperately seeking, Na bi felt her eyes close reflexively, her hands gripping whatever it could on the seat.  

“The lights are on.”  

Frowning, her eyes flew open to see Changkyun still a considerable distance from her, his eyes fixed on something else entirely, far behind her. Following his line of vision, she realised he was staring at the windows of her house, the only one with lights on at 3am.  

“Yeah well,” She hoped to god he didn’t notice her reaction earlier. “I don’t live in the dark.”  

“Did you leave them on before you left?”  

She shrugged unable to remember. Changkyun’s expression darkened as he unbuckled his own seatbelt and stepped out of his car, making her hurriedly mirror his actions.  

“Wait,” Na bi pointlessly lowered her voice. “You think they found me?”   

He continued staring at the window for a moment before he quickly made his way into her building and up the stairs. Swearing under her breath and barely able to balance herself, Na bi followed, stupidly trying to keep up with a man who seemed to move at the speed of light. By the time they climbed four floors and had reached her house, she was a panting mess but he was still perfect, not a crease, not a hair out of place.  

“9963.” She blurted, giving him the password to her door, only belatedly realising what she had done. Before she could fully comprehend the consequences of her actions, he opened her door and stepped in. Standing by the frame, Na bi watched, still out of breath and in awe as he moved around so cautiously and so quietly, like he was made of a gas or something. It took a good five minutes of looking around before the tightness in his shoulders finally relaxed and he turned to her.  

“Looks like you’re safe.” 

“And of course you sound disappointed.” Na bi mumbled under her breath.  

The trap they were using her to set up still hadn’t led them to their prey. If only he had managed to get his hands on someone tonight, if only he got the answers he was looking for, a lot of her problems could have been solved. Kicking off her shoes, she walked in, sinking into the couch. Changkyun’s eyes followed her across the room.  

“Are you going to leave now?”  

Na bi looked up at the man, pushing her urges down yet again for the nth time now. Earlier today, when he called her transparent, he was right. There was nothing hidden in the way she looked at him – the desire in her eyes was as clear as day.

But his gaze was as dark as the night. He seemed so layered and unreadable and as much as she wanted to unravel all that he kept hidden away in the shadows, she didn’t think she should. Some things were meant to hold on to, and some weren’t and as Na bi herself had claimed earlier, this wasn’t meant to be. She had to let him go.  

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“Stay.”  

“Dr. Baek, are you listening to me?”  

Instantly snapping out of her trip down the memory lane, Na bi looked up at her attending and the entire team looking at her, waiting. Realising that she had in fact, not been listening, her eyes quickly flickered between the patient’s vitals on the screen and the paper in her hand. Swallowing on nothing, she took a shot in the dark, praying to whatever gods were out there that she had analysed the situation right.  

“Yeah, yeah, I shall uh… do a head CT and set him up for an LP?”  

That eyebrow of her attending raised in question, lowered a little. “And get his fever under control.” 

Na bi quickly nodded, taking notes and sighing inwardly with relief as the team continued the morning rounds. Close. She had been letting her mind wander a bit too much. Not only was the horrible hangover headache making it hard to stay grounded to reality, her thoughts too were all over the place, mostly trying recollect the events of last night which she had navigated drunk off her face. Now was neither the time nor the place for it but clearly, self-control was not one of Na bi’s virtues. It was only when the patient next to her violently retched and threw up onto the floor that she finally got it together and put her thoughts behind her.  

An hour and three separate crises-es later, Na bi found herself catching a short break as she walked down the corridor from the pantry, looking out of the window at the greying sky. Seoul was uncharacteristically gloomy today. Peeling the orange in her hand, she popped a piece in her mouth, eyes scouring through the crowd of people scattered around, looking at their feet in particular. No combat shoes.  

When Na bi woke up that morning, the sun was already way up in the sky, giving her just enough time to quickly change into a fresh pair of clothes, grab her bag and run out of her house. It was only when she had finished gobbling her breakfast and finally had some substantial energy in her that she noticed the absence of Changkyun’s men - There was no one in combat boots.  

She didn’t know how to feel about that. It was evident from last night that Changkyun’s enemy, whoever that was, hadn’t identified her yet so she was in no immediate danger but she didn’t still understand the sudden disappearance of her apparent protection squad. The voice of reason in her head told her that she was merely a pawn in whatever game Changkyun was playing and this was probably just another one of his moves. Her gut feeling though, begged to differ – it said something had to have gone wrong.  

It was when both voices that were battling it out in her head that she felt a tap on her shoulder and the orange peel in her hand was replaced by a small bottle.  

“Drink up.”  

Na bi turned to see Seokmin, her closest friend at work handing her the hangover tonic he frequently used.  

“Hell no, that’s bitter as fuck.”  

“Get it together Baek.” He crossed his arms. “This is a hospital; you’re a doctor and you look like shit.”  

“Thanks.” She murmured, cracking the seal open, trying not to taste the horrible liquid as she drank it.   

“What happened last night?”  

Na bi drank slower to avoid answering. He did kindly invite her out last night and so she did owe him some sort of explanation but what even was she supposed to say? I shot a man in the leg, stole his car, met up with a mafia leader, insisted he drive me home and then we…. It sounded absolutely insane even in her head, who would even believe her?  

First off, mafia supposedly didn’t even exist in Seoul. After the famous Crime WipeOut operation back in 2011, the streets were declared ‘crime free’ – the cops had been advertising their success with that phrase for years now. But everyone knew that was not true. Working in the emergency room, Na bi especially knew that was not true. Every other day, people would walk in with all sorts of injuries, claiming they “fell down the stairs” or “got hit by a car” when their wounds clearly told another story. No one would dare question them though, not when they could feel the outline of a weapon in their pockets.  

And now Na bi’s encounter last night had confirmed facts. Mafia very much did exist in Seoul and somehow suddenly, thanks to one man, she found herself deep, right in the middle of it all. It would be unfair to Seokmin to drag him into it too.  

“I wish I remembered it all.” That was as honest as she could get with him - there was indeed a big gap in her memory of last night's events that she just couldn't recollect no matter how hard she tried.

“I need my blue pajamas.” Na bi put down the seat of the toilet and sat on it, crossing her legs, feeling much better having thrown up. She was definitely talking to Changkyun about something before she felt her stomach turn and ran to bathroom - she tried hard to remember what exactly that conversation was about again but it was pointless, she had no idea. The earlier suited man who now somehow only had his white shirt on, appeared by the door, holding out a navy-blue set of pajamas but she shook her head. “Not these ones.” 

“Nearly everything in there is blue.” 

“I like blue.” 

“This is blue.” 

“But this is not the blue I like.” 

Changkyun didn't reply but his silence was loud.  

“What? Didn’t you say you wanted to make sure I’m safe?” 

“And safety includes a specific blue pajama?” 

Na bi slid off the toilet and walked past him to her wardrobe, pouting. “I feel safe in those blue pajamas.” 

She scoured through her clothes while he stood behind her, not too close but perhaps close enough to catch her if she stumbled. 

“These.” She held up an old, faded pair of sky-blue pajamas. “These belong to my sister but this is me.” She pointed at the print of small white butterflies on the fabric then to herself. “Baek Na bi. White butterfly.” 

And then without a warning to herself or him, Na bi pulled her shirt over her head, stripping out of her clothes. At that point, Changkyun who’s eyes were focused on her all this while, looked away, making her suddenly very conscious of her actions. Actions she didn’t seem to put much thought into; which wasn’t very unlike her but something felt different today - it was almost like she was made of two minds. Unfortunately, the second one was hell bent on being honest and irrational.

“I think…” She pulled up her pants, adjusting the elastic, looking him up then down. “I think I’m really attracted to you.” 

He turned to look at her with a raised eyebrow, looking amused. “I think you should sleep Ms. Baek.” 

Something did a somersault in Na bi’s chest. “With you?” 

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“Would you like to?” He leaned against her dresser, crossing his arms.  

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She mimicked him, leaning back against her wardrobe.  “Very much.” 

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When those words left her mouth, Na bi had no idea what she expected the consequences to be. She had no idea what exactly transpired between them after that either.

As far she remembered, they were on opposite ends of the room and she was looking into his unreadable eyes for just one clue about what he wanted. Then, suddenly, somehow, they were standing right across each other, inches apart in a loud silence where she could only hear her heart race in her chest. She didn't know if Changkyun felt even an ounce of what she was feeling, or if he too wanted her as much as she craved him and there was only one way to find out.  

Lord knows where Na bi got the courage, or why she gave into the stupidity but impulsively, she got on her tiptoes, hands grabbing his shirt to pull him closer and let her lips softly brush his, which to her surprise, parted. Na bi saw a hundred different things flash in his eyes, but none of them seemed like a no, so she kissed him again, more certain this time, closing the gap till there was nothing between them. His hands grabbed her waist as she stumbled, setting off something hot in her chest. 

And just like that they walked back entwined, lips not leaving each other till the back of his knees hit her bed, prompting her to push him onto it, finally giving them the space to breathe. Changkyun looked up at her with his hooded eyes, his hands sinking into the comforter behind him. There was something undeniably hot about him just sitting on her bed like that, doing nothing but watching her. He was letting her make the moves. 

And so she did, standing between his thighs, taking his face into her hands, leaning forward to kiss him once again. She didn’t know if his arm wrapped around her, pulling her into his lap, or if she climbed on the bed, straddling him, but here they were, just mouths moving, tongues roaming and hearts beating real fast. Na bi felt herself getting lost in that pleasure, her hips naturally finding a rhythm against him but his arm around her held her in place. He lifted her and with a swift motion, her back hit the bed and he was hovering above her, exploring her face with his eyes. She pushed the strand of his hair which escaped its place, before she noticed the small healed wound on his eyebrows, her fingers tracing them. 

“What happened here?” 

One breath.

Then two.  

“Hit the corner of the table when I was running away.” 

“Running away from what?” 

“The people who killed my family.” 

Na bi blinked – she did not expect that candor. Or his lack of hesitation.  

She stroked it softly, “Does it still hurt?” 

What a pointless question. The wound looked old, like it had been years since he got it. Na bi realised with a pang in her chest that he must’ve been young when this happened. It must hurt like hell. 

She propped herself on her elbows and reached up, planting a small kiss on it, obviously a very apt medical solution. “Better?” 

For the first time, he let out a soft laugh, a genuine one.  

Na bi kissed it again and again and again, slowly making her way down his face, finding his lips with hers once more. Yet again, time was lost on her. She just felt an undeniable, craving need for him, to feel him, to own him. This is what it must feel like to burn from within. 

She let herself sink into the softness of her comforter, freeing her hands to unbutton his shirt when his arm under her tightened pushing her up her bed, neither action hindering their mouths on each other. Na bi had her fair share of experience with men but nothing ever felt like this and they weren't even doing much. The attraction she felt towards him was like never before, it didn't even allow her to think rationally. She knew they should stop - she was drunk and he was a stranger, a dangerous one at that, but she couldn't bring herself to. And just as she wondered if he too could not stop himself, she felt him pull back. 

“Na bi….” His voice was so soft? “You should sleep.” 

“Don’t want to….” She muttered, pulling him closer, but he didn’t give in. 

“Sleep.” 

He rolled off her as she groaned, pulling herself together, curling up into a comfortable position. He was right - even though she wanted him, her body needed sleep. And to stop this madness. She tucked her palm under her head and watched him by the frame of her bedroom door, buttoning his shirt, looking back at her.

She had expected him to be gone before she knew it. 

“Aren’t you going to go?”   

“I’ll leave when you sleep.” 

The stomach somersaults were back.  

“Will I ever see you again?” 

He didn’t answer her question.   

“Don’t go around doing something stupid.”  

She chuckled, pulling her sheets closer, feeling her eyes flutter shut under the warmth of the covers. “You don’t mean that." She yawned. "Because if I don’t then your enemies won’t find me. And if they don’t find me, you won’t find them.”  

“Ms. Baek,” Na bi looked at him one last time as sleep finally took her in. “Please don’t do anything stupid.”  

Trying to ignore Changkyun’s last words still ringing in her mind, Na bi pulled herself back to reality, continuing the conservation. “I should’ve let you know before I left Min-ah, sorry.”

“Yeah, you should’ve.” Seokmin leaned against the window. “I worry about safety. It can get crazy out there.”

Na bi nodded. He had no idea.  

She had no idea about a lot of things either.

She had no idea what Changkyn’s actions last night meant. Or his words. Was he attracted to her? If he was then why did he stop? And if he wasn’t, didn’t that mean he was using her, just like she suspected he was? And if he was using her then why did he ask her not to do anything crazy? How was she of any use to him if she wasn’t an efficient trap? Or was she wrong? Was she not a bait? And he truly mean what he said about looking out for her? But if he did mean that then where were all his men today??  

Na bi felt like she could crush the bottle she was holding with her bare hands. All these questions were just turning into a never-ending loop that she was stuck right in the middle of with no answers and no escape. She needed to get her mind off all this.  

“Crazy workload today?” She pointed at all the case files in her friend's hand, desperate for a change of topic. He shook his head, looking down at the corridor as a patient was wheeled out, white sheet covering their face. When a hand slipped from under the covers from the inertia, Na bi noticed the cut across the wrist.  

“There was nothing I could do.” Seokmin sighed. “He bled out.”  

“Cut that deep?”  

“Two cuts. One on each wrist.”  

Na bi felt the bile rise in her throat.  

“Let me guess, family doesn’t suspect any foul play?”  

“The usual.”  

Seokmin handed the files to the intern who meekly walked up to him before she took them and rushed off.

Everyone in the ER knew of these cases, Na bi had seen a couple of them up close before – cases determined as self-inflicted injury, completely ignoring the fact that it was not one but two clean cuts on both wrists. Anyone with a pair of eyes and a brain could tell that was clearly not self inflicted but somehow, these cases would never reach the point of investigation. The family didn't dare push them and medical staff did not have the authority to – they just went on to become yet another record on paper.  

The mere thought of such cruelty made Na bi's stomach turn. She wondered how anyone believed that evil did not exist in Seoul when she saw evidence of it in every corner, at every given moment - even the very next one.  

Ambulance sirens.  

Both her and Seokmin immediately looked at each other, ears perking at the sound of not one, not two but sirens of seven ambulances getting increasingly loud. 

True to her training, Na bi immediately flung the bottle in her hand into a nearby trashcan and rushed to the entrance with Seokmin right behind her, pulling her hair into a higher and tighter ponytail. The rest of the doctors and nurses had already assembled, prepping to take on the load of cases that was about to walk in. But given that 'smooth-sailing' was just not a part of the emergency department's vocabulary, the head nurse ran up to her, a worried look on her face. “Dr. Baek, Dr. Yoo isn’t here.”  

Fuck, she forgot - the attending had left right after morning rounds for a conference in Busan which meant-  

“Jaehyun is in charge.” Seokmin concluded, voicing her thoughts as the three of them turned and looked across the corridor.

Jaehyun's face was as white as the wall behind him, hands shaking. Shit. Sure he was two years her senior which theoretically meant he was the most experienced person here to lead the room but Na bi knew he didn't have the stomach for what was coming; especially when the hospital doors opened and all she saw was blood. Blood, blood, blood, everywhere. 

“Who’s in charge?” A paramedic looked around urgently while Na bi continued looking at a frozen Jaehyun. “Who’s in charge???” 

There was no time for incompetence. Not right now. 

“I’m taking over.” She whispered to Seokmin before she stepped up. “Me, Dr. Baek. What happened?” 

“Traffic accident.” He panted. “That’s what they said on the call but I don’t think so. Seems more like a…..” 

Na bi looked around the room, her vision tunneling on the details. There were almost 40 men, most of them were severely injured, but it was definitely not a traffic accident. They had massive gashes, wounds that looked like they were cut by something sharp, like a knife. The bruises on their eyes and mouth, those were obviously landed from a fist and the way some of their ribs and arms seemed broken, this was definitely a - 

“Gang fight.” They said at the same time.  

“They’re criminals.” Seokmin whispered, his voice laced with hesitancy.  

Na bi took a deep breath and slipped on her gloves. “And we’re doctors.”

Na bi closed the door of the storage room behind her, finally getting away from it all. 

It had been 3 hours. 3 intensive hours but to be honest, it wasn’t as bad as she expected; she had seen far worse days. While there was copious amounts of blood, the wounds weren’t so deep or severe that a few stitches and dressing couldn’t handle. About five of them had to be sent for emergency surgery and were now being monitored in the intensive care. Those who had fractures were scanned and appropriately bandaged and those who had rushed here accompanying their companions were detained in a separate room till the cops arrived.  

Na bi had no choice but to ask Seokmin to call for law enforcement. Given how they were taking their own sweet time to come, maybe she was mistaken about the gravity of the situation but she had assumed that she couldn’t just brush 40 people injured by violence under the rug – it was necessary to get the police involved. Regardless of the fact that every single one of those brought in was wearing combat boots. 

Cracking the joints of her neck, she gripped the metal bars of the shelf before her and briefly shut her eyes.

The faces of those who were brought in today flashed before her– she didn’t recognise any of them. None of those who used to follow her were there, neither was Wonho and neither was Changkyun. Na bi didn’t know why it was necessary for her to find out but the moment she noticed the combat boots, her first instinct was to look for Changkyun. It wasn’t like she deeply cared for him or anything; it was more because of curiosity. Of course, it was plain old curiosity, what else could it be-  

Her eyes flew open at the subtle sound of the carboard boxes - Someone was in the room.  

Pretending not to notice, yet extremely cautiously, she looked around for the spare supplies she came for and true to her intuition, just as she tried to reach for the gauzes at the back of the shelf, she felt a presence press against her back and something sharp and cold pricking her neck. 

“Where is he?” 

Na bi wouldn’t have screamed, she recognised that voice but she felt a hand cover her mouth anyway. She tried to struggle free from it but the tip of the knife against her skin inched deeper. 

“Where is he?” Wonho whispered harshly again. 

She pried his hand from her mouth, whispering back loudly. “How am I supposed to say anything with your hand on my mouth?” 

Na bi felt a sting and the blood trickle down her neck. She had encountered this man so many times but this was the first time he was hurting her. Frankly, it sort of annoyed her, making her snap in retaliation. “How would I know where Changkyun is?” 

Wonho’s grip on her softened and she took the opportunity to set herself free and face him. He looked tensed. 

“How do you know his name?” 

Na bi held a piece of gauze against the burning cut on her throat. Fuck.

“.....he told me.” 

“He told you?” Wonho looked at her in absolute disbelief but eventually shook it off like he had other more important things to deal with. He pointed his knife at her. “I don't care why he decided to disclose it to someone like you, but don’t you ever dare take his name. Not before me, not before anyone, do you understand?”

Na bi nodded slowly. She had forgotten the dangerous weight his name carried. Was that how comfortable she had gotten with all this?  

“And I’m asking you for the last time. Where is I.M?” 

Ignoring how silly the name 'I.M' sounded, Na bi sighed. “I swear, I have no idea; I was drunk remember?” 

“He dropped you home.” 

“He was wearing a suit.”  

“What?”  

“Are we not playing state-the-obvious?”  

Wonho’s confused face turned into exasperation. “He didn’t return after that; you were the last one who saw him!” 

Na bi scoffed. “What, you think I tied him up and put him in my basement?” 

“Of course not. I already checked your house-“ 

“Wait, what-“ 

“I don’t think you are really understanding the gravity of the situation Ms. Baek.” Wonho moved closer to her, urgently. “He is a very important man and things can go very wrong without him around.” 

Why was everyone around her suddenly going missing? 

“I swear to god, I have no idea. Last night we….. I mean, I fell asleep and he left, I don’t know where he went after that or what might have happened-“  

“Na bi!” Both her and Wonho jumped apart, turning at the sound of Seokmin knocking the door. “The cops are here.” 

Wonho placed a finger on his mouth warning her, as though Na bi didn’t know she had to keep quiet. Fishing something out of his pocket, he handed it to her as he took a step back into the darkness of the room – her phone. Recalling what she had done with it last night, she wanted to ask Wonho if the person she shot was okay but when she looked up, he had already melted into the shadows he came from. 

Adjusting her scrubs, still looking over her shoulder, she walked over and opened the door to see Seokmin waiting for her and next to him, in uniform, was her next problem for today who also happened to be a very, very familiar face. 

“Na bi, this is Officer Kim Mingyu.”  

Seokmin introduced her to a man who didn’t really need an introduction because if she hadn't left him without an explanation last night, she would have been introduced to him anyways.

He seemed to have recognised her too, his eyes widening, expression changing from confusion to surprise.  

“Officer Kim, this is Dr. Baek, she was the one in charge today.” 

“Dr. Baek Na bi.” Mingyu pieced together her name, shaking her hand with a slightly cocky smile dancing on his face. “Fate works in funny ways.” 

As Seokmin frowned looking back and forth between the two of them, Na bi turned to him. “Min-ah, help me go check if everything is okay in the wards, please?” When he didn’t move, still suspiciously staring them down, she emphasised on the please once more, with a look of promise in her eyes to tell him the details later and he finally left, leaving them alone. When Na bi turned her attention back to Mingyu, he still hadn’t let her hand go and his eyes were on her lips, making her cheeks flush red.  

“I’m so sorry about last night-” Na bi began when he extended his other hand towards her, making her reflexively take a step back. “Woah.”  

He immediately looked apologetic, pointing at her neck. "You're bleeding."

"Oh, that's nothing." She pressed the gauze onto her wound again, pulling her hand out of his grip. "Again about last night, I'm sorry. It was rude of me, I should have said something before I left like that….” 

“The way you ran out, I was worried if everything was okay with you.” And he genuinely looked concerned. Sweet. 

“Everything was fine, I just had something personal to take care of.” 

He nodded slowly pursing his lips, and two tiny dimples appeared on his cheeks, making Na bi smile.

“I’m glad I found you again.” He put his hands his pockets, his shoulders scrunching up. “Now I just need to meet you one more time to confirm my theory.”  

“Your theory?” 

Mingyu nodded. “I believe a first meeting happens by chance. The second one may be a coincidence, but a third time?” He looked around before whispering. “That’s fate.”  

Na bi chuckled. “I don’t believe in fate officer.”  

“Give it a chance doctor. Third time’s a charm.”  

“And why do you think we will run into each other once again?”  

“Because I would like to take you out for dinner tomorrow.”  

Na bi crossed her arms, trying hard not to smile. “Setting up a third meeting? Well that’s cheating.”  

“I don’t just leave things to fate Dr. Baek.” He leaned in so close, Na bi could smell that familiar scent of him, the same one he had on in the bar, the memory of his mouth on hers coming back. “I work for what I want.” 

It would be a lie to say Na bi was not impressed. Usually, these kind of words didn't have much effect on her, she would have just laughed it off. But the first time she met him, she had judged him to be a lot more amateur and inexperienced and now clearly, he knew what he was doing and he was doing well. So, when he put his hand out looking pointedly at her phone, she gave it to him and watched as he gave himself a call and saved her contact on his phone with the emoticon of a butterfly.  

She laughed. “My 8th grade boyfriend used to save my name like that.”  

“I like butterflies.” He looked at her with captivated eyes. “I think they’re really beautiful.”   

Their wings might be but what about the ugly creature they hide under all that colour? 

Na bi took back her phone, saving his number with an emoji of her own – a dog.  

Mingyu pouted, dimples popping up again and she laughed, pointing at him, “There you go! I knew you were the golden retriever kind- “ 

“Na bi!” She startled, turning towards the sound as Seokmin ran up to her, bending over and coughing to catch his breath before he finally found his voice. “They’re…they’re all gone.” 

“What?” Na bi and Mingyu blurted together, shocked. 

“The ones in the ward, ICU, the ones detained, all, every single one of them is missing.” 

Na bi immediately ran towards the wards, both men following her. There were dozens of officers everywhere, talking to the staff, taking notes, walkie talkies going off but the beds – they were empty. All of them.  

They checked everywhere, they checked everything but there were no traces of Changkyun’s men.  

 It was like they were never there. 

Na bi opened the door of her house, kicking off her shoes, tired to the bone.  

After hours of questioning by the cops, Na bi began to understand the meticulousness with which Changkyun’s men worked.  

While the hospital had called the police immediately after the ambulances arrived, it turned out they received no such call – Changkyun’s men had somehow intercepted it. It was only hours later when Seokmin called again to check on the delay that the cops received the information, arriving within 20 minutes with a full task force but their culprits had already cleared the scene by then. They didn’t even leave any clues behind – all their belongings had disappeared with them; the security cam footage was wiped clean, any and all records made for medical reasons were shredded – they had even taken their medical waste away. No one stopped them through all this – no one dare to.  

Na bi threw her bag on the couch, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. But just as she hurriedly chugged it, there was an unexpected knock on her door, prompting her to glance at the clock – it was 11pm. Who would come by now?  

Had Changkyun’s enemies finally found her?

Na bi felt a chill run down her spine. As though she bad timing was the highlight of her fate, just today of all days, none of Changkyun’s men were around. She was all alone, there really was no one to help.

When another knock followed, she immediately grabbed her phone and texted Seokmin, asking him to come over immediately, then scoured through the kitchen drawers and grabbed a knife. Heart thumping in her chest, she slowly made her way to the door, first looking through the peephole to see just how many people were threatening to break down her door but there was only one. Just one man in a spotless white shirt, standing with his head down and palms on the door and without even looking at his face, Na bi knew who it was. 

Sighing in relief, she threw the knife onto the dining table and quickly opened the door, as he lazily lifted his head giving her a small, familiar smile. 

“Changkyun?”  

He seemed like he was struggling to stand straight. Was he drunk?  

“You’ve been gone for hours. Do you always work this late…..”  

As his eyes trailed down her face, his smile vanished, hand slowly reaching for her neck, his finger smearing with blood as he ran it across a painful spot – the wound from Wonho’s knife seemed to have opened up again. 

“You’re bleeding.” He rubbed the blood between his fingers, looking at it. “What happened?” 

Was he slurring? 

"Wonho came to the hospital and-"

Before she could finish, his heavy eyes fluttered shut and he stumbled forward but Na bi quickly caught him, just as his knees gave away. She could feel something warm and sticky on his back making her look over his shoulder at her hand, a sight that nearly made her heart stop. Blood.  

For the first time ever, her hands shook as they were drenched in blood, his blood and as though he finally gave up, Changkyun went limp in her arms. 

Next chapter

[d-noona]

The most chaotic mafia game EVER!!!! 😅😂🤣

[gxtzeizm]

okay that's a lot of plot twists and surprises for this gose episode tho i'm still can't even brain it rn 🤯🤯

[x-woozi]

Okay I know I said I was going to start posting the next of the series already but… I messed up bad and fell super behind on a lot. It is still coming though I swear!!!

[marvelous-llama]

Seventeen recs

<<original book

most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

one shots

the cake in the back by @toruro

Sungcheol x fem!reader (wc - 3.8k) baker!reader, single parent!Sungcheol, acquaintances to lovers - fluff, smut cheol is a regular at your bakery, and it's all because his son loves the banana bread you make—at least that's what he tells himself. it also doesn't hurt that you're cute. and polite. and totally someone he'd like to fuck.

Dream Ride by @bambikisss

Sungcheol x fem!reader (wc - 4.3k) strangers to lovers - fluff?, smut You haven't been able to sleep much lately, so you've been driving around at night to help ease your mind. However, you keep passing by the same jet black colored motorcycle every night, which then keeps showing up in your dreams. So when you stop one night to get gas and see the same motorcycle stopped nearby, you decide to meet the man under the helmet.

Crossing Boundaries by @wonusite

Sungcheol x fem!reader (wc - 8.6k) nanny!reader, boss x employee to lovers, mutual pining - fluff, smut Seungcheol has always demanded that all of his employees keep professional boundaries, but it frustrates him that his son’s nanny is a little too good at keeping things professional.

Let Me Love You by @gyuwoncheol

Sungcheol x fem!reader (wc - 5.3k) established relationship - fluff, smut You just want to shower Cheol with all the love and softness in the world and he’s determined to do the same.

Sentinel´s Serenade by @starlightxsvt

Sungcheol x fem!reader (wc - 29.5k) bodyguard!Sungcheol, heiress!reader - angst, drama, romance, hurt/comfort, smut As you start digging up an accident that has been brushed under the rug, you make an enemy who is out to get you no matter what. Amidst all the chaos you develop feelings for your bodyguard who has built walls of steel around him.

Black Suit by @gyuranhae

Sungcheol x fem!reader (wc - 5.3k) mafia AU, established relationship - smut You just couldn't help if you husband looked so good on an all black suit.

series

[ts19009]

Seventeen Fic Rec's

(CONTAINS SMUT AND MATURE SUBJECT MATTER)

(Bold title means favorite)

(UPDATED: December 4th, 2023)

OT13

In Pursuit of Wedded Bliss (Updated Masterlist) (A Seventeen Regency!AU Series) @fantasyescapes17

seventeen fic recommendations

Kim Mingyu

In Soft Hands | Part 2 (Mingyu) @beahae (SingleDad!Mingyu x DaycareTeacher!Reader(f))

what’s your number?; kmg @nevernonline (synposis: after finding an online article about the number of sexual partners a woman should have, your day with your neighbor turns into him being lucky number eighteen. paring/s: model! mingyu x afab! reader, ft. little brother! chan.)

again and again ⟢(exes, fake dating, mutual pining, idol!gyu, vet!reader, mild angst, fluff, smut) @lovelyhan

creep (Halloween, ghost!mingyu, serial killer!mingyu, etc…) @smileysuh

Aphrodite (smut, friends to lovers, established relationship, fluff at the beginning) @highvern

Covert Desires (spy!mingyu x assasin!reader (fem!reader themes: spy au, mafia, enemies to lovers, fake marriage, mutual pining, spies, angst, fluff, killing) @etherealyoungk

Slowly; All At Once (fluff, best friends to lovers with Mingyu, boyfriend material!Mingyu, slight angst.) @gyuwoncheol

Hits Different (...'cause it's you) (1) (brother's best friend!au, brother!seokmin, fluff, angst, smut) @gyuswhore

His Smile(smut, fluff, slowburn, fake dating!au) @angelwonie

Parties, Yachts and Wishful Thinking (enemies to lovers, reader and Mingyu are rich, Mingyu is kind of an asshole but so is reader, parties, mentions of reader crushing on Wonwoo, drinking, cursing, tennis, yachts and pure filth) @ithinkilikeit-reactions

Other Mingyu recs @novalpha

we don’t usually hold hands (m) || kmg & reader (angst, fluff, smut, friends with benefits, idiots to lovers, sort-of-mean!oc, nice guy!mingyu, emotionally constipated!oc honestly) @gyukult

kim mingyu’s (unhelpful) guide to losing your virginity (smut, fluff, humor, college au, best friends to lovers au, friends with benefits au) @shuaflix

the very first night. (exes to lovers, roommates!au | romance, angst, smut) Link works on pc and through my reblog i think

OVER MY HEAD (brother'sbestfriend!mingyu, fratboy!mingyu, pining, friends to lovers, angst (only a little), reader's a chronic overthinker, slow burn, smut, f reader, oral (f receiving), penetrative sex, wonwoo's kinda absent </3, crying (blame mingyu), etc.) @hannieehaee

it’s all fun and games (mingyu x female reader ) @dontflailmenow

Hong Joshua (Jisoo)

Loverboy (regency era romance, historical, drama, slow burn, angst.) @starlightxsvt

cranberry concoctions (bartender!joshua x f!reader) @onlyhuis

Mr (not) so perfectly fine (Joshua Hong x Fem! Reader, not super relevant to the plot but, this is a Non-Idol AU, exes to exes with benefits, elements of angst) @hwanghyunjinenthusiast

the devil wears baby blue (mut (minors PLS dni!), strangers to fucking lol) @onlyseokmins

Virgin Killer (cheerleader!reader, nerd!shua, virgin!shua, he’s kinda cold in this but is lowkey still a soft boi, drinking, teasing, jealousy, reader has a little bit of a corruption kink, loss of virginity, oral sex (f and m receiving), unprotected sex, riding, multiple creampies, overstimulation) @wonusite

isohel (all time joshua fav) (slowburn, modern royalty au, angst, fluff) @toruro

mr. nice guy (, neighbor!joshua, joshua's muscles deserve their own tag tbh, oral (f receiving), alcohol consumption (NOT drunk sex), petnames (sweetheart mostly :pp), biting, spit kink, unedited as alway) @toruro

eyes meeting, hearts apart ⟢ (; bartender!reader, requited unrequited love, immense pining, angst, flowers, slow burn, smut (MINORS DNI)) @lovelyhan

Jeon Wonwoo

Jeon’s Anatomy - Cast (surgeon au) @hansols-yoda-boxers

Blown up love (gaming is all fun and... well, games, until you start crushing on the only person that takes pity on you and saves you from mobs.) @starsstuddedsky

I found love in your smile (doctor!wonwoo x lawyer!female oc) @wonlouvre

wonwoo reading list / fic recs part 3 ! @jeonride

meet cute of the century (meet cute, strangers to lovers, pining, discourse abt being an idol as a career, mild angst, smut) @lovelyhan

Licentious (babysitter au, cheating au, smut) @wonusite

to build a home (idol!husband! jeon wonwoo x actress!afab!reader) @tomodachiii

X + Y = YOU AND I ||( jeon wonwoo academic rival!wonwoo x fem!reader) @angelwonie

yoon jeonghan

just one day (fluff // angst // nonidol!au // brother's best friend // fake dating!au // they're idiots lmao // not edited nor proofread so pls bear w me lol // cursing and. two? kissing scenes.) @wonwoonlightligh

to live again (ime travel!au, childhood friends to lovers!au, slow burn, angst, some fluff, some humor) @viastro I WAS CRYING PLS READ

Pathetic Series @leejihoonownsmyhearthoonownsmyheart

Jeonghan’s Guide to Insurance Fraud (And Falling in Love) (fluff, angst, non-idol au, elementary school teacher!jeonghan, f2L, fake relationship) @starsstuddedsky

xu minghao

✧ the letter (slowburn, fluff, angst, childhood f2l) @toruro

✧ flight of the stars (mut (18+ / mdni), f1 au, brief high school au, angst, fluff) @toruro

✧ oh my! @toruro

fixer upper (s2f2l. “beg” minghao. LOTS OF PLOT with eventual smut. slow and i mean SLOW burn. some member slander(affectionate),) @seungkwansphd

Glacial Pace (fake dating au, friends to lovers, fluff, smut) @wonusite

To Keep You Warm @idyllic-ghost

Kwon Soon-young

My Best Friend's Mother (is the One For Me) — ksy (milf chaser!soonyoung, milf!reader) @rubyreduji

driving lessons for dummies (fluff, humor, smut, strangers to lovers au, college au) @shuaflix FAV ATM XD

be sweet (prince!hoshi x princess!reader) @heartkyeom

charity f*ck (virgin guy who lives with his parents!soonyoung, he’s not shy but he is very clumsy, a lot of texting so be prepared for that format for a lil bit (THIS IS NOT A SOCIAL MEDIA AU), facetime-sex, real life sex) @ncteez

[captain-joongz]

fanfiction recommendations/my favourite reads in 2023

jeong yunho

♤ the drill by @byuntrash101

big dick!yunho, kinda fluffy and sweet

kang yeosang

◇ let's play a game by @anyamaris

yeosang x reader x soobin (txt), friends to lovers, primal play

choi san

♧ howling to your moon by @essenteez

established relationship, smut

☆ oh he's good by @yoongiseesawmp3

part of church boy series, bad boy (?) san kinda

♤ pornstar!san by @orgverse

camboy/camgirl au, live stream sex, hinted ateez x reader

◇ incubus: coming of age by @byuntrash101

incubus!san, kinda slowburn

♧ moll by @last-words-ofashootingstar

1920s mafia, corrupt police officer!san, dark, yandere, manipulation

song mingi

☆ roommate by @essenteez

roommates to lovers, horny mingi

♤ a taste of desire by @solfiera

college au, brother's best friend!mingi

jeong wooyoung

◇ not on my watch by @remedyx

christmas time, getting together thanks to mistletoe, fluffy

♧ 5 weeks by @setsugekka

idol!wooyoung x stylist!reader, coworkers to lovers, woo is an annoying little shit (affectionate)

ATEEZ rec list pt. 1 BTS, TxT, Stray Kids, Seventeen, NCT rec list

[drunkewok]

Tiger Inside Masterlist

Stray Kids Mafia (Ongoing)

Taglist

"We need to have a talk."

My fingers trembled as they traced the words on the paper. Y/n. They knew my name. My pulse began to race, breathing increasing significantly. My eyes flicked between my front door and my sliding door out to the patio, ensuring both were securely locked. Panic began to set in as I scurried across the floor and drew the curtains, shutting out any light from the outside world.

I should have known.

Likes, reblogs and feedback always greatly appreciated

Pairing: Lee Know x reader

Current WC: ~115k words

Genre: Series, Enemies to lovers, non-idol AU, Mafia AU

Synopsis: After years spent away from the family, two strangers start frequenting your place of work, only to bring daunting news. Flung back into the world of the mafia, you try to adapt to your new normal and work alongside a team of eight skilled members to uncover a mystery and take down an enemy who keeps themselves in the shadows.

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, drinking, swearing, violence, weapons

Disclaimer: Any portrayal of Stray Kids or any other idols in this story is purely fiction and do not at all reflect their own personalities or how I view them as a person, it is purely for the sake of the story.

Please do not copy or repost my work

Artwork by StreetLightMoth

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter Thirty-Four

Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Thirty-six

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter Forty

[multifandomslxt]

WELCOME TO 🥀Slxt's Masterlist ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

Note: DO NOT STEAL MY WORK. All Works are fiction. Do not take them seriously. Minors DNI.

BEFORE YOU FOLLOW

Boba’s terms for Slxtty Entrance

NEO CULTURE TECHNOLOGY

FICS

Black Roses Mafia Romance (WIP) (Jeno x reader)

Jealousy (bf!Yuta x gf!reader)

Play too much (plug!Taeyong x Chubby!reader)

I hope we'll meet again (Nct member x reader)

Liar (bsfbrother!Yuta x chubbyblack!reader)

Tramp-Stamp (Tattoo artist!Yuta x chubby!reader)

Anything for my good boy (sub!Mark x Femdom!Reader)

King's Command (Hendery x fem!reader)

Fun Games (Haechan x Reader x YangYang)

Quiet Rage (bsf!Johnny x Reader)

SCENARIOS

Nct members who would win in a fight

Nct members who I know would love a thick bixch

Nct members who would spoil tf out of their s/o

Nct members who would mark you in hard-to-hide places

My top five Nct 127 members with a high s3x drive

Nct members I think would be scary when angry..and why

Nct127 members who would love it if you sat on their face

Nct127 members who have pain k!nks

Nct127 members who are sadists

The ass smackers in Nct

Four NCT members who would get turned on at the most inconvenient moments

NCT127 members and their favorite things during s3x

How NCT 127 members tell you they’re horny

Which NCT 127 members are rough during s3x and which ones aren't

Nct 127 members who would be able to handle you throwing it back

Nct127 Members during a heated argument

NCT127 Sugar Daddy Ratings

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

The type to (Series)

Taeyong

Doyoung

Most possessive members of NCT

NCT127 Members who like it RAW

NCT127 Members and places they would f4ck you

NCT127 MEMBERS AND ROUGH S3X

MTL

NCT127 kinkiest members

CALLING YOU MOMMY (ALL UNITS)

REACTIONS

How Jaehyun would be with an inexperienced lover

First time with Yuta

How I think NCT127 would act if somebody was badmouthing their s/o

NCT 127 F*CKABILITY SCALE

NCT DREAM F*CKABILITY SCALE

WAYV KUN HARD THOUGHTS

HARD and SOFT THOUGHTS

1 Doyoung (soft)

2 Yuta (hard)

3 Mark (hard)

4 Jaemin (soft)

5 Yuta (hard)

6 Taeyong (hard)

7 Doyoung (Hard)

SEVENTEEN

SEVENTEEN members who are praisers, beggers or pleasers

Insecurities (Vernon x Chubby!reader)

STRAY KIDS

Insecurities (Bang Chan x chubby!reader)

[dalivanmagritte]

Fic rec : jeon wonwoo (wonwoo)

(back to the seventeen list)

link to part.2

spin that record, baby (fav, fluff)

hypnotism (fav, smut, wizard!au, witch!au)

roommies part.1 part.2 part.3 (fav, pervert!au, roommate!au)

pervert neighbour (fav, smut, pervert!au)

the peephole (fav, smut, roommate!au, pervert!au)

desperate (fav, smut, husband!au)

a break x mingyu (fav, smut)

pretend it's someone that came from you (fav, ANGST, comfort, smut, fluff, office!au)

the bore next door (fav, smut, fluff)

getting closer (fav, smut, joker!au, inspector!au)

gam3 bo1 (fav, smut, gamer!au)

the pixie (fav, smut, pixie!au, fairy!au)

worship you (smut)

wonwoo: Neighbors to Lovers (fluff)

46: lingering kiss before a long trip apart (fluff)

that's mine (fluff)

wildflower part.1 part.2 (unfinished, smut, angst, royal!au)

bad aim part.1 part.2 (angst, fluff, highschool!au)

instinct part.1 (unfinished?, fluff, angst, werewolf!au)

a moon without stars (smut, angst, romance)

the trouble with dogs (unfinished?, fluff, hybrid!au)

just relax part.1 (unfinishedd?, fluff, suggestive, therapist!au)

tales from the pack - masterlist - (finished, angst, fluff, smut, werewolf!au)

the shattered camera part.1 (serie finished, 11 parts, fluff, angst, paparazzi!au, celebrity!au)

(getting closer) wonwoo: crimson eyes (serie finished, smut, angst, vampire!au)

the forest (fluff, witch!au)

the copy machine is broken again (smut, fluff, office!au)

shadowhunter (fluff, shadowhunter!au)

under the moonlight (angst, smut, prince!au, witch!au)

sorry? (fluff, angst)

boyfriend!wonwoo (fluff)

mine (smut, fluff, fratboy!au)

insomniac (angst, fluff)

vampire!wonwoo (smut, angst, fluff, vampire!au)

stuck in a rut x werewolf!mingyu (smut, werewolf!au, vampire!au)

fearless part.1 (serie finished, smut, fluff, vampire!au)

sharing is caring but i don't care (smut, fluff, hybrid!au)

drawings (fluff, angst, tattooits!au, florist!au)

library assistant (fluff, librarian!au)

private part.1 part.2 (5some with mingyu, wonwoo, jun & the8)

glow (fluff, suggestive, college!au)

nothing (fluff, angstish, roommates!au)

makout session & getting caught (fluff, suggestive)

bite me (smut, vampire!au)

first time (smut, fluff)

home (fluff, fakerelationship!au)

bookworm (fluff, jock!au, highschool!au)

letter to you (fluff, bf!au)

fallen x jeonghan (smut)

like the movies (smut, fluff)

masseur seungcheol vs masseur wonwoo (smut, suggestive, masseur!au)

until it feels like you're in heaven (smut)

until i met you (smut, fratboy!au)

heartstring part.1 part.2 (fluff)

love me tender...or maybe not: happily ever after (fluff, smut)

amour-haine & co (ongoing serie, fluff, smut, angst, CEO!au)

begging (smut)

class project x mingyu (smut, fratboy!au, uni!au)

alter-ego (smut)

red lights (smut, incubus!au)

getting closer part.1 part.2 part.3 x mingyu (unfinished, smut, roommate!au)

besties x mingyu (smut, college!au)

in the pants (smut)

sexy voice (smut)

momentum part.1 part.2 part.3 (serie finished, smut, angstish, fluff, racer!au, engineer!au)

personal trainer (smut, personal trainer!au)

titties lover (smut, fluff)

gym instructor (smut, gyminstructor!au)

please stay (angst, fluff)

one word at a time (fluff, dad!au)

nostalgia dinner (fluff, suggestive)

off limits! (smut, brother bff!au)

i'll just get off all by myself (smut)

cat got your tongue? (smut)

roommates with benefits (smut, fluff, angstish, roommate!au, college!au)

warm encounter part.1 part.2 (smut, gamer!au)

just ask (smut)

by the moon (fluff, angst, suggestive, werewolf!au, witch!au)

feelings (fluff)

favorite (smut, camgirl!au, teacher!au, college!au)

royal advisor (fluff, royal!au, princess!au, royal advisor!au)

to the victor (go the spoils) part.1 (smut, camboy!au)

when you gave me my name (smut, fluff, angst, fae!au)

fallen angel (smut, angel!au, demon!au, fallenangel!au)

until my lips turn blue (smut, angst, mafia!au)

first time crying during sex (smut)

for worse or better (fluff, suggestive)

mailman (fluff, mailman!au)

Licentious (smut, babysitter!au)

takes his anger on you (smut)

[gyupinkys]

SEVENTEEN MASTERLIST

SERIES:

MAFIA AU SERIES

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

VENOM PT.1 VENOM PT.2 YANDERE CHEOL POUT SOME MORE CRY SOME MORE- pout some more pt.2

SAFE WORD WITH CHEOL HELP YOU?

YOON JEONGHAN

SCREAM ONLY ANGEL THE DEVIL-only angel pt.2

HONG JISOO

SCREAM MR.J

WEN JUNHUI

PLEASE?

KWON SOONYOUNG

USE ME YANDERE HOSHI

JEON WONWOO

MINE ANAL WITH WONWOO

LEE JIHOON

FOUND YOU

UNIVERSE FACTORY

LEE SEOKMIN

AMANDA?

KIM MINGYU

VENOM PT.1 VENOM PT.2 BOSS YOU AROUND

MINGYU DRABBLE

XU MINGHAO

VENOM PT.1 VENOM PT.2 I DON'T UNDERSTAND BUT I LOVE YOU. APRIL 12TH, 3:36PM

BOO SEUNGKWAN

BOO BEAR

CHWE HANSOL

HELP YOU?

LEE CHAN

VENOM PT.1 VENOM PT. 2 #2

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first baby (husband! seonghwa x reader)  ❇

we're not yet done (non idol! seonghwa x reader) 🔞

the night is still young (vampire! seonghwa x reader) 🔞

my mafia husband (mafia! seonghwa x reader) 🔞

—KIM HONGJOONG

dog therapy (idol bf! hongjoong x reader)  ❇

i love your desires (non idol! hongjoong x reader) 🔞

blood, lips, sex (vampire! hongjoong x reader ) 🔞

yacth date and sex (idol! hongjoong x reader) [part 1] [part 2] 🔞

smoke of heart (producer! hongjoong x reader) 💭❇

—JEONG YUNHO

let's celebrate christmas together (non idol! yunho x reader) (christmas special)  ❇

open cam (gamer! yunho x reader) 💭

library adventures (idol bf! yunho x reader) (requested) ❇

married to you (husband! yunho x reader) 🖤

my ceo, my girlfriend (bad boy! yunho x reader) 🔞

big daddy(boyfriend! yunho x reader) 🔞

—KANG YEOSANG

my santa husband (non idol! yeosang x reader) (christmas special)  ❇

But you love it? (idol! yeosang x reader) 🔞

SERIES "so pure; so not innocent" 🔞 ❇ 💔

—CHOI SAN

unexpected gift (husband! san x reader) (christmas special)  ❇

touch me (boyfriend! san x reader ) (requested) 🔞

scarlet lipstick (boyfriend! san x reader) 🖤

—SONG MINGI

my princess, my miracle (husband! mingi x reader)  ❇

stress reliver (boss! mingi x reader) 🔞

rap artist things (idol! mingi x reader) 🔞

Lit my heart (idol! mingi x reader) 🖤

—JUNG WOOYOUNG

take it from outside (non idol! wooyoung x reader) 🔞

a cute family (husband! wooyoung x reader)  ❇

in this studio, against the mirror (dancer! wooyoung x reader) 💭

on the pill (husband! wooyoung x reader) 💭

YOU ARE MY 1OO ILY [100 follower celebration] (fiancé! wooyoung x reader) ❇

—CHOI JONGHO

those sparkle (non idol! jongho x reader) (christmas special) ❇

don't get caught( non idol! jongho x reader) 🔞

against the window (non idol! jongho x reader) 💭

everything (non idol! jongho x reader) ❇

my dream of you (non idol! jongho x reader) ❇

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[marvelous-llama]

NCT recs

<<original book

most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

one shots

Where Angels Fear To Tread by @lisired

Jaehyun x fem!reader (wc - 14.5k) fwb to lovers - fluff, implied smut, angst(ish) Three years ago, you had a summer fling with Jung Jaehyun, and what was simply sex turned into more after you caught feelings for him. Then, you find out he has a girlfriend, and decide to call it quits. Three years later, he’s back in town, trying to come back in your life, and most importantly trying to come back into your heart, but you’re a little hesitant to let him.

Arranged by @smileysuh

Jaehyun x fem!reader (wc - 3.5k) established relationship, arranged marriage, mafia AU - smut you give your arranged marriage to Jaehyun a chance

he fell first, and he fell harder by @taurusdaylight

Jaehyn x fem!reader (wc - 18.7k) childhood best friends to lovers, university AU, mutual pining, change of PoV - angst, fluff jeong jaehyun really loves basketball. but also, he’s terribly in love with his childhood best friend of seventeen years, you.

His Love In Her Force by @anashins

Jaehyun x fem!reader (wc - 28k) slowburn, detective!Jaehyun, ballerina!reader, fake marriage AU - angst, fluff, smut, romance, hurt/comfort Fleeing from a ruthless stalker, you are forced to participate in a witness protection program at the other side of the world, pretending to be the wife of a taciturn undercover detective from now on. Despite all differences, you slowly start to settle with your new life as a married couple - until your newfound happiness is stripped away from you all over again.

Snow in London by @anashins

Jaehyun x fem!reader (wc - 4.2k) idol!Jaehyun, escort!reader - fluff, smut, crack(ish), romance Jaehyun has to spend Christmas alone in London and figures that with money, you can buy anything - even company to make him feel less alone.

All the Pretty and Ugly Things by @anashins

Jaehyun x fem!reader (wc - 27.5k) idol!Jaehyun, established relationship, second chance - angst, fluff, smut, hurt/comfort, romance He stands in the spotlight, but the only one he's looking at is you. Until one day, the sparks in his eyes are gone and the Jaehyun you know privately is only a lifeless shell of the Jaehyun he pretends to be on stage. Crumbling under the pressure of being an idol, you try to share his baggage, but there is only so much a human can take.

wish i never by @lisired

Jaehyun x fem!reader (wc - 27.2k) forbidden love, slowburn - angst, fluff, smut Your brother, Johnny, hates Jaehyun and has never told you why. Although you intend on leaving it alone, unforeseen events thrust you into a forbidden love affair with Jaehyun. In between hookups and stolen kisses, you have to bury your feelings for Jaehyun around your overprotective older brother.

Strawberry Sunday by @babbymochiiii

Dojaejung x fem!reader (wc - 12.6k) friends to lovers - fluff, angst(ish), smut Doyoung, Jungwoo, and Jaehyun each have a crush on you, while you do like 'em as well, but in order to find out if your shy nature with them is because you also feel the same way, they take things to the next level, by themselves and together.

series

[yurababy]

you are my answer— h.js (teaser)

hong jisoo x afab!reader, will be smut, part of the Don’t Listen in Secret series! can be read alone or w/ the other members’ (as of 04/15, cheol, han, & jihoon)

synopsis joshua tries, he really does try to be the calm and composed member, but his patience is just too short. when it runs out, he knows exactly where to go to cool down, or, technically, heat up.

notes fiction. this is fiction. i don’t think shua acts like this. i don’t know him. only a tiny tiny bit of my personal subconscious analysis as a fan and psychology major. i’m not s jihancheol shipper :3 that part is just for laughs ! i love shua and don’t think of him in any strange way… it’s just to build character bc this is fiction. even the parts of him thst i do think are somewhat accurate are more endearing then annoying. if u have a problem lmk. also jeonghan!! dlis!! jeonghan!! ok thanks. 800-ish wordcount. idk when this will be out i’m like 1.6k in so far...

➤ title is from “lean on me” by the one and only seventeen hiphop team.

part of the don’t listen in secret series.

taglist ♡ @zen003xx @seung-sungs @angelwonie @rubyreduji @vvsmydiamonds127 @shualicious @whyokoa @dreamhannies @313hwa @minnie-mouser22 @knucklesdeepmingi @lenireads @oolanderr @bestboysvt @misssugarlips @whereisgyu @kodzukein @i4kt @wonushuasworld  @aurumness @bibinnieposts @venusprada @ikissvernon  @listxn @starlight-nightz @svtrbi​ @bakugosbottombitch @kooklovesu @alluringlino @hiddlesdweeb

“are you serious right now?”

the voice immediately had you and dokyeom’s eyes enlarge as they made contact with one another. you had been watching seokmin respond to a few fans on weverse, the boy having been recording a cute video of himself before leaving, when a group seemed to enter the hybe hallway.

“calm down-” could be heard in the echo, but you interrupted the voice before the rest of the sentence could be heard.

“can’t use that take,” you made sure dokyeom very carefully clicked the delete button rather than the post to ensure no fans overanalyzed the mystery situation. somewhat hypocritically, you did the same thing you wished others not to do and came to a conclusion as to who one of the voices would be.

joshua was not one to display his anger.

in fact, he was noted as one of the calmest members when it came down to a hasty situation. he was the one to deal with jeonghan’s games and call junhui cute and pat vernon’s head. 

and he liked his reputation, he liked being someone that could comfort. only, you knew that even he could get stressed out sometimes, and you knew this very well.

(“it’s so fucking annoying sometimes, like, even if they know i’m the mafia, can’t they just pretend they don’t? maybe they just pick me for fun! i’m a pretty good actor!”

“shua... do you know how to play mafia?”

“i’m better now! i practice sometimes, watch.”)

(“i can’t believe he just fucking ate the cookies. those were literally my favorite fucking cookies—

“shua, you told chan he could have them, in front of me. you said ‘of course you can, channie!’”

“that doesn’t mean he’s supposed to! can you imagine if i told him he can’t eat my cookies?”)

but these were secrets kept from the members. of course, he was more than comfortable around them, but after years of having to work up this image for his idol-side, he can barely swear without following or preceding it with a soft apology through a clenched jaw.

seokmin’s phone clicked off and the two of you finally were in the presence of a seething joshua parallel to a side-by-side seungcheol and jeonghan.

that was definitely concerning.

joshua scoffed. “why should i when i have literally every reason to be upset?”

this particular trio did not often find themselves in disagreements at all, so it was more subconscious for both you and dokyeom to intervene.

once closer, you took in the situation as dokyeom started with a far too happy, “hey guys! what’s going on?” he walked directly among the trio while you kept some distance, a bit behind joshua so he wouldn’t be distracted by your presence.

jeonghan looked a bit uncomfortable, seungcheol had his lips pressed in a thin line, but joshua turned to seokmin. “i wouldn’t know, because these two go everywhere without me recently. have i even seen you guys in the dorms? is it because you two are older than me? are you dating?”

the last one made you cover your mouth with your hand for a moment, dokyeom’s eyes widening and the two oldest members furrowing their eyebrows. seungcheol shook his head and trailed towards joshua’s side. he held one shopping bag in one hand, the brand miumiu, while jeonghan held another, dior. on the way to joshua, he slipped the bag handles out of jeonghan’s fingers, gripping both before presenting them to joshua. 

it didn’t take a genius to understand the brands’ significance to joshua. his face fell slightly blank at the epiphany.

“we’re so busy around the time of your birthday, shua, that’s all. we don’t mean to leave you out, never.” he threw an arm around jisoo’s shoulder, and your gaze shifted to jeonghan’s. jeonghan made eye contact with you as if he predicted you would check on him, eyes more relaxed than before. seungcheol started walking, so jisoo starting walking. jeonghan walked a bit in front, looking back at you once. once.

“don’t think so fast. we love you, why would we do that?” cheol continued, joshua’s pursed lips curled into an upside-down smile, not meeting his eyes as much as they usually do.

you could tell there was plenty of room waiting for jisoo to respond, apologize, accept the sweet gesture for his birthday. he seemed to know this too, mumbling an apology for swearing and getting upset. seungcheol nodded and rubbed his shoulder.

you walked further away until you could only faintly make out the second eldest’s, “we wouldn’t date without you, shua-ya.”

joshua was being irrational, jumping to conclusions before even processing what was going on. a bit after you sat back down with seokmin, your phone lit up with a text notification. the expansion read, “im so pissed rn do u know what just happened wait i can tell u if u come over later,” and you pretended your giggle was in response to a funny post rather than his obliviousness. at least shua knew how to manage his anger in a way that left him content.

you didn’t mind it either, what, him fucking you relentlessly instead of actually ranting? why wouldn’t you text him with a confirmation, and why wouldn’t you rummage through your closet for lingerie?

༺♡༻

[jwirecs]

Recommended Misc Fics of January 2023💖

hello, hello! here are my recs for ateez & seventeen for january! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers 💝

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

HYBRID AU

19.55 || @songmingisthighs​​💕✅

↳ san. what is san ? san's a cat. but san's not just a cat. san's an adorable cat

MAFIA AU

4.11 || @songmingisthighs​​💕 ✅

↳ you thought he didn't care, he was sure he doesn't, he had said it so himself to you. that was, until he almost lost the chance of being able to care for you.

OTHER AU

She Loves Me, He Loves Me Not || @thelargefrye​​💔✅💯

↳ an argument breaks out between you and yunho which results in yunho saying somethings he shouldn’t have. now you begin to question your place in the relationship.

EXES TO LOVERS AU

Heart & Seoul || @milfgyuu​🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ Your first love hit hard & fast but it was all swept away in the blink of an eye when your boyfriend is sent away to a Korean University after your high school graduation. Seven years later, work lands you in the heart of Seoul & never in your wildest dreams did you imagine running into the one person who’d left with your heart years ago. (literally will go back and read this. like i cant. prob 1/3 of my fav fic series that i have read so far)

OTHER AU

Between Heaven + Hell || @yoongimingyu​ 🔞💕✅💯💯💯

↳ Two of your hot friends get very into their halloween costumes. But when they said they were going to be an angel and a devil, this is not what you expected. 

KIDULT || @hvae​ 💕💔✅💯

↳ Two of your hot friends get very into their halloween costumes. But when they said they were going to be an angel and a devil, this is not what you expected. (was this one of the fic findings that i did? yes, yes it was. did i read this at work? yes, yes i did. did i cry at work because of this? YES, YES I SURE DAM DID BECAUSE AH. also who doesnt love children versions of idols. just imagine the faces they got now, but on tiny little bodies. like you know that snapchat filter where it literally baby-fied your face? yea imagine that filter on them but on tiny little bodies.)

Push It Down (Sooner or Later It All Comes Out) || @dontflailmenow​🔞💕✅💯💯💯

↳ thirsting over your ex’s best friend in general is a bad idea. given that you and seungcheol have never gotten along, it’s even worse. when you accidentally stumble across his stream, though, and he finds out? all bets are off. (listen, james can go choke BUT CHEOL CAN CHOKE ME ANY DAY. 2/3 of my fav fic series that i have read so far)

Reckless Driver || @hengqarae​ 🔞💕💔✅

↳ you hate racing and you don't date racers. kim mingyu loves racing, and he finds out that he loves you, too, from the moment that he first lays eyes on you.

Terrifyingly Innocent || @twogyuu​🔞💕✅💯💯💯

↳ Fearful of losing her, yet unwilling to leave; this agreement between Seungcheol and his best friend’s little sister was meant to be casual and temporary, yet he finds himself growing more attached to her day by day. (jihoon may be small but that man can probably pack a punch. gotta love me some fake dating cheol though. 3/3 of my fav fic series that i have read so far)

The Only Exception || @wonusite​🔞💕✅

↳ Your university’s star football player doesn’t understand why you don’t want anything to do with him. Several humiliating rejections later, Mingyu is more determined than ever to change your mind about him. Chaos and confusing feelings ensue.

Virgin Killer || @wonusite​ 🔞✅

↳ You can’t stand the clear line the cute nerd in your calculus class always draws between you two. However, you’re determined to show him that there’s a fine line between love and hate. And if you happen to get him to cross that line, even better.

SOCIAL MEDIA AU

I Like You || @taeyegu​💕💔✅

↳ “i like you so much, i want to give you my everything, only for you…”

You Were Beautiful || @viastro​ 💕💔✅

↳ a modernized cinderella au. in which you and joshua meet through your love for boba popsicles, but end up living out your very own complicated, mess filled, cinderella story.

Do check out all of the other Group Fics that i have reblogged as well!!

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

[drunkewok]

Tiger Inside

Chapter Seventeen

Stray Kids Mafia (ongoing)

Masterlist

Likes, reblogs and feedback always greatly appreciated

WC: 3.2k

Pairing: Lee Know x reader

Genre: Series, Enemies to lovers, non-idol AU, Mafia AU

Synopsis: After years spent away from the family, two strangers start frequenting your place of work, only to bring daunting news. Flung back into the world of the mafia, you try to adapt to your new normal and work alongside a team of eight skilled members to uncover a mystery and take down an unknown enemy.

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, drinking, swearing, violence, weapons

Disclaimer: Any portrayal of Stray Kids or any other idols in this story is purely fiction and does not at all reflect their own personalities or how I view them as a person, it is purely for the sake of the story.

Please do not copy or repost my work

The abrupt attack pulled me by surprise, my gasps for air silent as my brain quickly snapped into survival mode. My gun fell to the ground as my fingers dug into their arm, pulling it away just briefly enough for me to tuck my chin down to prevent pressure from being applied on my windpipe. Their grasp was firm as I struggled against them, my fingers fumbling as I tried to retrieve my knife from my thigh. Snapping it out of its holster, I flipped it in my hand so it was facing backwards before I plunged it backwards into their torso.

They keeled over for a second, their grasp loosening on me as I was able to slide my way from their grip and pivot myself in their direction. My swing at their head was blocked as he swiped my arm down, now fully standing upright in front of me before I had a quick moment to duck the fist flying through the air. As I rose I brought my fist upwards towards his chin, throwing his head back and causing him to stagger for a moment. I stepped back, trying to gain distance between the two of us as I attempted 

My attention was diverted for a second too long as he quickly lunged and got a sharp hit to the side of my head sending a ringing through my ears and, unbeknownst to me, knocking my earpiece out and causing it to dangle by the cord at my side. In my fazed state, he was able to knock my knife from my hand as it toppled onto the concrete below us, leaving me weaponless as he closed our distance again. His forearm connected with my throat, pushing me back and pinning me against the wall as I struggled against him.

For the first moment I could see him up close, face shadowed by the night as I once again found myself gasping for air. His victorious smirk was quickly slapped off his face the moment my knee sharply met his groin, pulling him off of me as I ducked and retrieved my gun. I sprinted away as he was distracted, ducking behind a nearby dumpster and waiting a moment before peeking around the corner, aiming my gun.

Our shots rang out in unison as I’m thrown back in shock, pulling my back flush against the dumpster again as an immediate stabbing pain shot through my shoulder. My breathing was shallow and harsh as I grasped at the pain, blood quickly seeping through my shirt and fingers.

I was still unsure if I had been successful in hitting my own target, but the fact that he wasn’t quickly closing in on me currently left me with at least a little hope he wasn’t making it away unscathed. I tried to keep my mind steady as the pain shot through my limb and chest, my shaking becoming uncontrollable as the endorphins flooded my body and my head fell back into the dumpster behind me.

This shit hurts a hell of a lot worse than I expected.

Another shot from behind startled me, but seeing as though it wasn’t in my direction I stayed hidden as I tried to ignore my hearing going fuzzy and my vision morphing into a blur. My alert system was delayed as the shadowed figure of someone frantically appearing in front of me came into view, my hazy vision only making it out to be Minho once he knelt before me, eyes wide in panic.

“Hey hey hey” His hand gently cupped the side of my face, keeping my head steady as his other hand applied pressure to my shoulder. I harshly blinked in an attempt to maintain my consciousness, fighting back as my body fell into shock. Everything sounded fuzzy as my hearing tried to give out, my body weak as I hissed at the contact from him. Minho quickly removed his jacket, pressing it to the wound before radioing into his earpiece. “Seungmin, we’re gonna need you, y/n’s been hit. I’ll bring her to you.” Minho struggled to keep eye contact with me as my eyes lulled around my surroundings, worried that if I kept them stationary that I’d lose my conscious battle.

“You’re gonna be okay, this isn’t a bad one.” His hand supported my head as I struggled to keep it upright, his words staying soft and comforting. “I know it’s scary getting hit for the first time but you’ll be fine, trust me. Just focus on me, okay?”

“This shit…fucking hurts.” I barely croaked out, my voice hoarse as I forced my words. Minho softly chuckled with a strained smile, eyes still focusing on my face, now coated in a cold sweat.

“I know, I know.” He started to hook his arm under my good one, pausing before increasing his grip on me. “I’m going to carry you to the van, alright? The other group has retreated so we’ll be fine. I’m just gonna need you to hold on.” I weakly nodded as he hooked his other arm under my knees and lifted me from the ground, checking our surroundings before hurrying back. I hooked my arm around his shoulders, my grip weak but as firm as I could hold as the image of Chan swinging the sliding door open on one of the vans came into sight, Minho setting me down in a reclined seat and slipping in beside me as Chan shut the door and hopped into the passenger seat.

The ride back to the house felt hazy as my brain felt like it was on another continent, the pain continuing to shoot through my arm as Seungmin attempted to apply pressure to slow the bleeding. I took a deep breath as I eyed the roof of the van, the members around us silent besides the heavy breathing that was finally starting to calm.

“The mother fucker came out of nowhere.” I voiced through the silence, frustration catching up with me, and disappointment that I even let this happen. Minho reached forward and grabbed my free hand, giving it a squeeze of reassurance before I quickly hissed in pain, my jaw clenching as Seungmin tried to administer minimal first aid before we got back to the house, my string of curses swimming through the tense air.

“Don’t worry, you got a good hit on him, saw him clutching his stomach as he tried to run away.” Minho didn’t release my hand for the rest of the ride, allowing me to squeeze it as a distraction from the pain until finally the van pulled into the driveway. The door quickly swung open, Minho pulling himself out first before turning back and lifting me again.

“I can walk.”

“Never said you couldn’t, now stop being difficult and just let me get you inside.” I swallowed my argument because I’d be lying if I said I actually wanted to haul myself up these steps at the moment, instead opting for letting my head rest on Minho’s shoulder as he brought me into the medical room and laid me down on the bed beside Seungmin.

Now the rest of my night was no more pleasurable than the actual act of getting shot, one thing you don’t think about, is the aftercare. Having to ensure all pieces of the bullet are out of the wound, the cleaning, and the bandaging. Thankfully Minho still stayed by my side, still providing his hand as a stress ball through the pain, hissing through his own pain every now and then with my vice grip.

Thankfully, nothing of importance had been hit, just as Minho suspected. With my shoulder properly cleaned and bandaged, and my arm in a sling, I had the ability to let the painkillers finally kick in and lull me into an uncomfortable sleep. Although, as someone who commonly tosses and turns, every moment my body attempted to move rudely awoke me with sharp pains before letting me drift off again.

After my long night of sub par sleep, I finally fully awoke to a dull light shining through the curtains, leaving a soft glow across the room. The faint clicking on a keyboard in the corner of Seungmin at his computer echoed as I blinked the sleep from my eyes, turning to my side to a knocked out Minho in the seat beside me, slumped over and surely leaving him with a kink in his neck. I attempted to pull myself into a sitting position, promptly falling back onto the bed with a hiss of pain.

“Word from the wise, if it hurts, don’t do that.” Seungmin’s eyes stayed glued on his screen as he spoke, and honestly he’s lucky I’m injured because the smart ass remark would have earned him a smack across the back of his head with my current attitude. Minho stirred with a slight jolt awake, immediately trying to roll his head on his shoulders to stretch out his neck.

Kink in the neck. Called it.

“You could have slept in your bed, you knew I was fine.” My head fell back against the pillow, closing my eyes and giving in to my body’s state of exhaustion. Minho let out a soft groan as he stretched his limbs, the night of sleeping in a chair leaving everything stiff.

“Maybe I just wanted to wait and see if you’d be a wuss over getting shot.” He mumbled, before relaxing back into the chair once more.

“You’re very funny. And honestly, if I didn’t know any better-” I leaned in closer to Minho with a soft whisper “I’d think my nurse might try to kill me.”

“Please, if I wanted to, you’d be long dead by now.” Seungmin piped up from his corner, swiveling around in his chair as he stood and checked the IV bag hanging beside the bed. “At least you seem to be in good spirits after, ya know, getting shot.” He helped me sit up before leaning down and whispering in my ear quietly. “And just remember, of anyone here, I have the best methods to kill you. Discreetly.” I tried to huff out a chuckle as my face contorted from the pain, my whole body starting to feel like I’d been hit by a semi.

Seungmin carefully removed the IV from my arm before allowing me to hang my legs over the side of the bed, letting the feeling return to my limbs. I flexed my fingers, happy to still have the ability despite the slight ache it shot up toward my shoulder.

“It’s gonna take some time for the muscles to heal back up, so you’re going to need to take it easy for quite a while.” Seungmin checked different movements in my arm carefully, being gentle enough to not put too much strain towards the shoulder. My jaw clenched as I tried to hiss through the pain with my head dropped.

“You hear that? No more beating the shit out of me in the training room.” I looked up to Minho through my lashes, jaw still tense with my tongue pressed to the inside of my cheek. 

“Just wait until he clears you for training.” Minho stifled a laugh as he crossed his arms, a smirk trying to fight its way onto his face.

“And no more getting shot, alright? It’s really a hassle to take care of you guys.” I rolled my eyes before looking back to Seungmin.

“Ya know, I wasn't really planning on it, but thanks for the top tier advice.” I tried to straighten my back in an attempt for a stretch. “Do I have to stay in bed all day? Or can I least head out to the others?”

“You can go, just take things slow, and let me know if you need more painkillers” Minho helped me to my feet slowly, letting go once I gently brushed him off.

“I’m good, I can handle it.” He eyed me carefully as I started my way towards the door, waving back to Seungmin as I left “Thanks doc.”

Minho’s eyes stayed directed away from me as we walked down the hall, almost as if he was scared to look in my direction, as I just focused on not tripping over my own feet.

“Why did you come find me?” Minho finally looked over to me, looking a bit like a child who had been caught opening presents on Christmas Eve, eyes wide for a moment before his face immediately dropped back to his stoic mask. He quickly glanced away, hesitating in the silence before answering.

“I-There was a weird sound that came over your mic that sounded like a struggle, then you just stopped responding. I heard a gunshot from the east side and I guess…I just kind of panicked.” His gaze stayed pointed forward, not wanting to make eye contact as he admitted his moment of fear. The instant of the hit to the head replayed in my mind, the man had probably triggered the mic as he knocked it out of my ear, cutting off my communication with the group.

“Aww, so you’re saying you were worried about me?” I nudged him as I gave a corny grin, flashing my teeth obnoxiously as I tilted my head in his direction.

“I knew there was potential of a teammate being injured, don’t flatter yourself.” He scoffed as we entered the living room. I was still going to accept it as a small victory, whether he’d admit it or not, I was gaining the upper hand and breaking through to him.

Felix quickly jumped from his spot on the couch and ran over to me, pulling me into a gentle hug from the side opposite of the sling, being careful not to hurt me.

“How are you doing? Are you feeling okay? I’ve been so worried about you.” His words came out faster than I had expected, his questions almost morphing into one cohesive thought as they spewed out of his mouth. I leaned my head on his shoulder in an attempt to reciprocate the hug without my restrained arm.

“I’m just fine Lix, thank you. Minho made sure to take care of me all night.” I gave Minho a slight smirk with a wink, his rolling of the eyes paired with another scoff as he took his place next to Jisung on the couch, taking the popcorn from his lap and acting fully immersed in the movie the group had been watching. Chan carefully eyed me in silence as I sat down next to Felix and let him cover the two of us with a blanket. I could tell Chan was trying to hide his own worries behind a mask, but I was refusing to make a big deal out of the situation. I just had to heal, and I’d be just fine.

It came with the job.

The day had been a calm one, the entire group earning a well deserved day of rest to recoup after being caught in a surprise gunfight. We knew tomorrow we’d have to discuss our findings, but Chan had insisted we took it easy today, especially me. Thankfully no one else in the group ended up with any severe injuries needing to be tended to, but go figure it’s the newcomer who ended up getting shot.

I slowly made my way from Felix’s room, still making sure not to rush myself at all with my steps. Seungmin had taken care of redressing my wound before everyone started turning in for the night, clearing me for bed but I instead had chosen to spend some time with Felix, watching him play a game on his computer for once and finding humor in his flustered state with every loss. Turning down the hall, I passed by Chan’s office, paying no mind to the cracked door until I heard Minho’s voice from inside.

“I shouldn’t have let her get separated in the first place though.” My feet stopped in place, backing up slightly and pressing my back against the wall. I had no intentions to eavesdrop on what was a private conversation, but the moment I realized I was the one being discussed, I knew I needed to hang back.

“You can’t blame yourself for this Minho.” Chan’s voice stayed calm and gentle, his response being the same as mine would have been if I was in the room with them.

“But still, if I had stayed by her side maybe I could have helped.” Minho sounded flustered, a tone I had yet to hear from him. Through the crack I could just barely see Minho pacing around the room, occasionally disappearing from my view behind the door before settling in front of the window and staring out. My brows creased as I tried to listen in, Chan’s voice now dropping quieter.

“Minho.” From my spot hidden behind the door I couldn’t see Chan seated at his desk, trying to change the topic to keep Minho from working himself up any further. “You said you recognized Ten, Baekhyun, and possibly Taemin, right? Do you think this could have been SuperM?”

“I don’t know who else it could’ve been.” Minho dropped into one of the seats before Chan, running his fingers through his hair with an exasperated sigh. “I should’ve spent more time training with her…”

“You can’t keep running in circles around yourself like this, you’ll drive yourself mad. Go get some sleep, we’ll discuss this more in the morning. I’ll have a talk with Felix as well before we bring this up with the group.” Minho delayed standing, instead staying slumped back in his seat. “I said go to bed, Minho.” The moment he started to rise in silence, I quickly bolted from the door, trying to avoid being caught listening in. I slipped around the corner just in time to hear the door of Chan’s office closing behind me. Shuffling down the hall, I saw my door slowly coming into sight before me.

I slipped into my room, closing the door slowly before releasing the knob carefully so as to not make any noise. Right as I sat on the edge of my bed, a knock emitted from my door, causing my stomach to drop into my ass.

I’ve been caught.

“Y-Yeah?” I said hesitantly, my entire body tensing up as I quickly tried to formulate an excuse.

“Could I come in?” Minho’s voice was quiet behind the door, almost nervous as he asked permission. As I welcomed him in, he stayed near the doorway, almost uncertain if it was appropriate to close the distance. “I um, I just wanted to check in on you. Is there anything you need before bed?”

“No, I’m alright, but thank you.” Minho quickly nodded, staring down at the floor. I couldn’t help but slightly smile at his offer, the poor guy really was beating himself up over this. “And thank you, for taking care and staying with me last night.”

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t get used to it. And once you’re healed we’re working on your self defense.” I watched as he quickly shut the door behind him and made his exit, leaving me alone once more. I chuckled quietly as I shook my head, I knew normal Minho was still in there somewhere.

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