#son dongju x reader

[mo-notmoe]

I got to see Oneus last week and it was definitely LIT 😏

I really regret not buying one of the little plushy keychains of these guys tho....

[litheblossom]

One Step Closer

Pairing: Yeo Hwanwoong x Son Dongju x trans masc reader

Summary: You've been dating Hwanwoong and Xion for a while now, and your bedroom life is great. There's just... something you want to try. If you can get up the nerve to ask for it.

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 2.7k

Tags: polyamory, domestic fluff, developing relationship, soft triad makeouts, discussion of sex (but none here yet!)

You had been with your boyfriends for a while now. Although you had a full and fulfilling intimate life, there was still something… missing.

A barrier you hadn’t crossed yet.

You squirmed in your seat at dinner, in front of the beautiful salmon that Xion had grilled.

Xion notices first, his sharp eyes clocking your restless movements.

“Is something the matter?” he asks.

At his question, Hwanwoong pauses with his glass halfway to his mouth and starts looking at you, too.

You flush under their combined attention.

“Nope! Nothing is the matter,” you squeak.

Honestly, you love how attentive they are, but sometimes it can be… inconvenient. Like now.

It isn’t that you don’t appreciate the fact that your boyfriends made you dinner. It’s just… well, you’re distracted.

Specifically, you’re distracted thinking of Xion’s long, perfect cock and the way it would feel if he would put it… elsewhere, for a change. Likewise, you’re thinking of Hwanwoong’s thick length and how it might feel if he slid into your cunt alongside it, the both of them filling you up until you felt like you might burst.

Frankly, you want both of your devastatingly gorgeous boyfriends to fuck you stupid.

“Are you sure nothing is the matter?” Hwanwoong asks, narrowing his eyes at you. “You look kind of flushed. Are you feeling unwell?”

“Honestly, I’m fine!” you say, ducking away from his hand reaching for your forehead.

You cut into the succulent fish in front of you with the side of your fork, and the pink flesh parts like butter. You stuff the bite of food in your mouth with perhaps a bit too much gusto. “Mmm! It’s really good!”

Xion and Hwanwoong both exchange glances—the kind of glances that say that they’re not fooled for a moment. The downsides of dating men who come as a pair.

“The fish really is good, Xion-ah,” Hwanwoong finally says, breaking the tension as he pops another bite into his mouth.

“I’m glad you like it,” Xion says, his chin propped on his elbow as he swirls his glass of wine in the other hand. “It’s a new recipe.”

You breathe out a small sigh of relief as their talk turns to the dish. You don’t think for a second that you’re really off the hook, but you can recognize this for what it is—the both of them letting it slide… for now.

You weren’t lying. Dinner really was incredible, and your belly feels warm and comfortable as you help Hwanwoong wash up in the kitchen. He washes each dish carefully by hand, passing them to you for drying duty.

The warmth of the kitchen and the soft glow of the over-oven light draw you into a lulling sense of comfort as the stack of clean, dry dishes beside you grows.

“You know,” Hwanwoong says out of nowhere, “When I first got with Xion, I was mortified to tell him I was into kink. Have I ever told you that?”

You feel your eyebrows rising. “No, you definitely haven’t.”

“Mm.” The soothing sound of running water punctuates and grounds your conversation. “Oh yeah, I was, like. Scared shitless. I thought he’d think I was a pervert or something, you know? A total degenerate. Plus I worried that he wouldn’t be into it.”

It’s hard to think of firecracker, buzzy Hwanwoong as anything but confident. You’d only ever known him and Xion as a pair, and it’s equally strange to think that there might have been a time when Hwanwoong was afraid to tell the other man anything.

Hwanwoong laughs, low and soft, as if remembering something, and you’re intrigued. This is definitely a part of their lives that you aren’t yet privy to, and while you don’t want to pry, you find yourself hanging on his every word.

“Was he?” you push gently.

Hwanwoong laughs again. “Oh yeah, big time. Turns out we are mega compatible with each other in that area… but that’s something you’ll figure out for yourself eventually, if you want to.”

Heat prickles down your scalp. You do want. Very much. It’s an exciting thought.

“Anyway,” he says as he turns off the tap, drying off his hands as he turns around to face you. “My point is, I know it’s like… scary, to bring up sex stuff. Vulnerable stuff. But if it’s something you want, you’re missing out by not asking for it.”

“What if you don’t want it, too?” you ask in a low voice, feeling your heart in your chest.

Hwanwoong shrugs. “Dunno. Maybe it’ll be a little uncomfortable for a little while. But I’d never think less of you, no matter what it was, and I can promise that Xion wouldn’t either.”

“I… I don’t know what to say.”

Hwanwoong shrugs again, then he opens his arms to you, and you step into them, tucking your nose into his chest. The familiar scent of his body wash engulfs you, along with his arms, and you feel so warm and safe surrounded by both.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he murmurs as he pets his hand soothingly through your hair. “And you don’t have to tell us anything about whatever this is. You’re allowed to have secrets. But if you want to tell us, we’ll listen.”

You sniffle, tucking your face into his shirt. Your fingers flex in the fabric, holding him close.

Minutes pass, punctuated by nothing but the sound of the clock ticking in the kitchen. Time seems to stop as you soak up the comfort radiating off Hwanwoong in waves, as much of it as you can get.

“You’re pretty smart, huh?” you sniffle as you pull back, wiping at your suddenly damp face.

Hwanwoong is cool and does you the solid of pretending not to notice.

“Well, you know. I have my moments. Can’t be a dummy all the time. Why don’t you go lie down,” he suggests gently.

You hesitate. “What about the dishes?”

It doesn’t seem very cool of you, to show up for dinner, cry, and not even help wash up. A tinge of uncertainty gnaws at you.

“You think I can’t handle some dishes? I’ll finish up in a minute, and then I’ll come spoil you with cuddles. You’ll have to peel me off you like a barnacle.”

You laugh wetly. “Okay.”

You press your lips against his before you go, and the brush of his lips against yours is easy and reassuring, melting away the last of your tension. It had been a long day, and that emotional outburst had taken a lot out of you. Curling up in blankets and being cuddled to death sounds really nice right about now, actually.

As soon as you’re gone, Hwanwoong turns back to the sink to make good on his promise.

He senses Xion’s presence without even looking up. After so many years together, he’s so used to Xion’s movements that he doesn’t have to check to know that he’s there.

“Eavesdropping?” he asks lightly.

Xion ignores the question, which means yes.

“That was nice of you,” Xion says, leaning casually against the kitchen doorway.

“Yeah, well. If I didn’t do it, you were gonna, and you’re scarier than me.”

“Me? Scary?” Xion scoffs, closing the distance between them as Hwanwoong rinses another dish.

Hwanwoong snorts. “Yeah, you. Scary.”

“Only when I get you in bed,” Xion says, snapping his teeth beside Hwanwoong’s ear as he tugs at the back of Hwanwoong’s collar with a finger until it registers as a light pressure against his throat.

Even after all this time, he feels gratified by the way Hwanwoong’s breathing grows ragged, responding to him. Hwanwoong’s eyelashes flutter, and his mouth falls open as the faucet runs, unattended.

But the distraction only lasts for a moment.

Hwanwoong tries to snap him with the towel, just barely missing as Xion steps away in time, snickering, and water splatters over the counter.

“At least help me try the dishes if you’re going to stand there being a menace. I promised them something.”

Xion is still chuckling, but he behaves himself and picks up a dishtowel.

After all, their other darling is waiting.

* * *

Xion and Hwanwoong’s bedroom is quickly coming to feel like a second home to you. The air in the room is cool and still, and you’re curled beneath the white and fluffy covers when you finally hear the bedroom door open.

Any tiredness you felt earlier has been wiped away by a kind of preternatural alertness. There’s definitely no way you can nap now. The secret request you’re holding onto swirls inside of you, pricking you like a splinter beneath the skin.

You’re afraid it will burst out of you without warning, and at the same time, you’re afraid that it won’t.

The quiet creak of the bedroom door opening pulls you out of your thoughts as Hwanwoong’s voice comes floating to your ears.

“Baby, are you sleeping?”

“Not sleeping,” you say, peering out from under the covers, more than relieved for the distraction. “Come cuddle?”

Hwanwoong’s low, warm chuckle twines around you as he toes off his slippers.

“Of course, baby.”

He slips under the covers behind you, and the feeling of his body wrapping around you feels so safe and intoxicating that you could purr. It’s delicious. You sigh as you feel Hwanwoong’s arms wrap around you, one of his hands slipping under your shirt to rest warm and possessive on your lower belly.

“Where’s Xion?” you murmur as you lean into him.

“Finishing up some work to give us a minute. Do you want me to go get him?”

“Not yet. This is nice, for now.”

“Mm, I think so too.” Hwanwoong dips his head to inhale the sweet perfume of your shampoo.

You like the way it’s greedy—an action done just for him, just because he wants to.

His touch remains innocent, rubbing a gentle pattern against your stomach, but even so, you can feel a growing heat start to flare to life. You sigh softly as your body relaxes even deeper into Hwanwoong’s embrace.

“It’s nice to be alone with you sometimes,” you admit.

But as Hwanwoong’s touch lulls you, your thoughts from earlier come spilling out. It isn’t so hard to talk to him like this, wrapped safe in his arms, with your back to his chest, in their warm and clean bedroom that is rapidly becoming as familiar to you as your own.

“Woong?” you ask quietly.

“Mhm?”

“I… I love what we do together, in bed. You, me, and Xion.”

“I love it, too,” Hwanwoong says, squeezing you tighter. “But…?” he prompts.

You bite your lip, hesitating. What if this changes everything? What if he thinks less of you?

But you remember his promise in the kitchen, his promise that even if they don’t want what you want, they’d never think less of you. And despite all the shit in your past, in this quiet moment when you’re wrapped up safe in bed with Hwanwoong, you really believe it.

Your voice continues in a whisper, just loud enough to be heard in this hallowed space.

“But sometimes I want to feel… both of you at the same time. Inside me,” you say in a rush, just so there’s no misunderstanding. You don’t know if you could bring yourself to explain it again.

Hwanwoong sucks in a sharp breath, and this time, his arms around you tighten even more, holding you close. The pressure should hurt, but instead it just feels incredible. Like tangible evidence of his desire for you.

“Baby,” he says, his voice awed. “You really mean that?”

“Yeah,” you say in a rush. “I really do.”

Hwanwoong squeezes you. “I’d be honored. Baby, I want to make you feel so good.”

You turn like a minnow in his arms, unable to bear not seeing his face for a second longer.

You’re bowled over by the look of love and longing on his face, and it’s hard to say later, who moved first. It feels like you gravitate toward each other like magnets, like a spring released from its tension as your lips find each other’s. Hwanwoong’s hand grips the back of your neck, and he kisses you deeply, dragging his teeth along your bottom lip in a way that makes you weak.

You whimper out a small sound.

The heat that’s been gradually building in your stomach explodes, consuming you as you press closer, kissing Hwanwoong with all the desperation inside of you, the need to get close, as your hands map the landscape of his back.

Your kiss is only interrupted by a light knock on the door.

“Come in,” Hwanwoong calls lightly.

His hair is wrecked, and his voice is strained.

Xion raises an eyebrow as he looks at the both of you tangled together. You’re not doing much better, with your face still flushed and your lips red from all the kissing.

“Am I interrupting something?”

“No,” you say, once again twisting in Hwanwoong’s arms to reach out to Xion. “Not at all.”

Xion’s often-serious face softens at your invitation, and he goes to you, kneeling on the bed to press a kiss to your temple, one that migrates to the corner of your eye before drifting to your mouth.

The kiss ends with his thumb pressing gently against your lips.

“Did I miss something?” Xion asks, his eyes searching your face as his hand strokes down your back to rest on the curve of your hip.

The touch there gives you a shiver as it reminds you what you’d just admitted to Hwanwoong—what you’d just asked for.

You look back at Hwanwoong, hoping he’ll fill in the blanks, but he just raises both eyebrows, signaling for you to go ahead, even as his steady presence at your back reminds you that he’s here for you.

You turn back to Xion’s waiting, expectant face, struck again by how beautiful he is. How lucky you are to have this.

You take a deep breath and find that it’s easier to get the words out the second time, as your lingering nerves gradually melt away and leave only a bright excitement in its place.

“I told Hwanwoong that I want both of you at the same time. I want you both to take me. Wanna feel like I’m yours…”

Xion’s look of concern fades, and the smile softening his coldly beautiful face makes your stomach flip, kindling the fire that your kiss with Hwanwoong had started.

“You’re already ours,” Xion says, sealing his words with a sweet kiss concealing an ocean of heat. In the brief press of lips, you can feel his intent—a fierce desire and a promise of things to come. “But we can do whatever we want, and if this is something you want… then of course. Of course the answer is yes. We want you to have everything.”

You breathe out an exhilarated sigh of relief. Even if you knew the answer was yes, it’s still a relief to hear it.

“We’ll have to work up to it, of course,” Xion cautions at the look on your face that looks like it’s up to no good. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You could never,” you say with complete confidence, meaning it with your whole heart.

Xion snorts, and you wonder what that means, but only for a second before you’re distracted by Hwanwoong’s antics.

“Oh noooo, more practice, how terrible. How ever will we survive?” he wails, flopping on the bed with a cheeky grin.

You laugh, clobbering him with a pillow that’s followed by a full-body belly flop that pushes the air out of his lungs.

“Oof. No, stop, stop! I’m being attacked! Xion, help me.”

A smile twitches at the corners of Xion’s lips as he leans back, arms crossed to watch the show. “You’re on your own.”

“Betrayal! Treachery most foul! My boyfriend is helping my other boyfriend get away with—mmphh phh—!”

The rest of his complaint is smothered by another one of your famous pillow attacks, soon to be replaced with a warm, seeking kiss from your mouth and wandering hands. You drop your weapon and lean down to kiss him deeply, losing yourself in the moment as his arms wrap around you in surrender and Xion watches you both with warm fondness.

You could never give this up, you realize, perched atop Hwanwoong triumphant with a grin splitting your face. Never, not for anything.

[hamstergiukie]

Adopted S.DM & S.DJ

Repost from my old account

synopsis: the golden retriever hybrid you wanted to adopt was adopted before you could adopt him, a few weeks later you find he was returned, but you can’t figure out why.

characters: golden retriever hybrid!Dongmyeong x reader, golden retriever hybrid!Dongju

genre: angst, fluff, hybrid au

warnings: abandonment, dog bites, idk if there’s anything else?? please let me know if there is.

song rec: sunshine by stray kids, lion heart by oneus

notes: Nat? editing? idk her lol. this one was surprisingly hard for me to write, rip i’m so sorry Dongmyeong:’)

adopting a hybrid had been a goal of yours for awhile, you had saved up a bunch of money and gotten everything you thought you would need for the hybrid you had been working with for awhile. Son Dongmyeong was a golden retriever hybrid; sweet, energetic, full of life and the cutest hybrid you had ever seen. you had promised Dongmyeong that you would adopt him today, but when you got to the shelter you found Dongmyeong had already been adopted.

“we’re really sorry y/n, a new staff member had him adopted before we could stop them. they didn’t know that you were going to adopt him.” Helen, your favourite staff member at the shelter, whispered. she looked down at her hands, “there’s nothing we can do about it, i know how much you loved him.” she sighed, you shook your head “it’s not your fault, don’t worry. i’m sure i’ll find another hybrid someday.” a few tears spilled onto your cheeks. none would be as perfect for you as Dongmyeong.

at home you found yourself tucking away everything you had bought for your hybrid with teary eyes, today was just not your day. you spent the next couple of days in a low mood, you would visit Dongmyeong often at the shelter and he never failed to

make you happy but now he was just out of your reach.

a couple of weeks after your disappointment you visited the shelter again. much to your surprise Dongmyeong had been returned, and sat sadly in a corner. he looked dejected and stared at the floor, not looking anyone in the eye. normally he would have been smiling and laughing with the other hybrids. he was especially good with the little ones, today his normal sunshine was dampened by rain.

you walked over to Helen first, “why was Dongmyeong returned? he was always so sweet with me.” you asked quietly, Helen shrugged. “they said he bit their daughter and that they didn’t think he was a good fit for their family.” she replied. confusion was written all over your face, Helen sighed “if you still want to adopt him, go ahead. he was always a sweetheart especially to you so i’m sure he’ll be fine.” her tone was exhausted and heavy.

you approached Dongmyeong in the corner, “hey Myeongie, how’s my favourite boy?” you asked him. he looked up, shocked to see you but also the happiest you had seen him since you got here. “y/n! i thought you would have found another hybrid by now.” Dongmyeong pouted. “how could i have found another hybrid when you were the hybrid i was going to adopt?” your question hangs in the air. Dongmyeong looks down and shrugs. “now let’s see about those adoption papers.” you smiled at him, he looked surprised. “you still want me? even though i was returned?” he asked, shocked. “of course Myeong, that is if you still want me to adopt you?” you questioned, half jokingly half a little scared he’ll say no. Dongmyeong looked at you with the biggest smile, and nodded enthusiastically. “yes! yes i do!”

after adopting him you found that Dongmyeong was just as sweet as he was in the shelter. you couldn’t for the life of you figure out why he would have bitten a little girl and been returned. that is until you came home one day and the golden retriever sitting on your couch was not Dongmyeong. he was a little bit bigger than Dongmyeong but much thinner. when you approached him, he growled at you. “hello there,” you kept your voice low, “what’s your name?” the hybrid looked at you confused. his form changed and immediately you saw the resemblance, he looked like Dongmyeong. they weren’t exactly the same, but they were definitely related. “you knew i wasn’t Dongmyeong? how did you know? no one ever can tell when we switch places.” he seemed very distressed. you smiled, “you don’t look exactly like him, you don’t act like him either. i’m guessing you’re fraternal twins, right?” he nodded slowly. “i’m usually the one taking care of Dongmyeong, he’s too trusting sometimes and gets himself into bad situations. even if he’s older he can act like he’s the younger one,” Dongju (as you had learned his name was) sighed, “we were in the shelter together once. they adopted us separately, we ran away from those homes and decided that if no one could tell the difference between us we would ditch places in one home. Dongmyeong always volunteered to be in the shelter, sometimes he would sneak food to me outside if he could. the last home he was in, when we switched places the little girl kept yanking on my ears and so i bit her. i didn’t mean to! i’ve just been on the street so long that i’m used to retaliating!” Dongju whimpered quietly, you sighed patting his head lightly. “it’s okay Dongju, i’ll take care of you now. both of you.” you said gently, his head perked up and he smiled. “really?? you mean it??” you nodded at him, “that is, if you can call Myeongie back.” you raised an eyebrow at Dongju.

it was apparently very simple to bring Dongmyeong back, he was hidden just outside your home, waiting for his brother to come get him. you followed Dongju to Dongmyeong’s hiding spot, and a ver surprised looking Dongmyeong in his dog form crawled out. with your hands on your hips you gave him a look that said ‘did you really think you could hide this from me?’ Dongmyeong barked apologetically. you smiled at the two of them, they looked so happy together. “alright boys, let’s go inside and get something to eat,” Dongju’s ears perked up, “we can sort out Dongju’s adoption papers tomorrow.” they barked excitedly and ran inside. how did you end up such a sucker for two hybrids? you’ll never know.

[minghaocouture]

Till Death

Pairing: Son Dongju/Xion x Reader WC:1.2K Warning: Mentions of blood, mentions of death,  Genre: Angst, Soulmate AU, Dark Fantasy Prompt:  After death, you become your soulmate’s guardian angel (may require going back in time, or not).

AN: Sooo this is set in the same universe as Come Back Home, and To Be or Not To Be, obviously with my own little twists. I am absolutely obsessed with the universe they created and how it seemed like they really did do at least a little research about the God Helios before sticking him into their lore. Also there is a little bit of jumping around in time sooo yeah.

It was hard seeing him like this.

Soot and blood staining his hands as he fought against impossible odds. The physical embodiment of the darkness that was trying to take control of him, the darkness that picked at his soul. 

It broke your heart.

“You need to rest Dongju.” You muttered, making your way towards his sitting position. Your arms gently wound their way around his neck as you rested your head on his shoulder, trying your best to provide some comfort to him even though he refused to look at you.

“I don’t need rest. We need to get out of here, until we do...I can’t rest. The others need me.” He explained. For a moment, it almost looked like he was reaching to lay a stained hand on your arm before dropping the limb. Remembering in disgust what he was, and what his hands had done. He never wanted to taint you as he and the others had been. 

“If you don’t take the time to rest, then you’ll burn yourself out. The other Monarch’s wouldn’t want to see you that way.” You could see how much they cared for him, watching out and protecting him as he pushed himself past his limits just so that he could feel of use to them. 

For some reason, Dongju thought of himself as the weakest of the six. The most likely to cause their mission to fail, to get them trapped in the Night of Eternity. He was wrong, and you had watched the other Monarch’s try and convince him of this to no avail. 

Seeing him filled with this insecurity hurt, and brought a terrible pang of guilt to your gut. This was all your fault after all. If you had been stronger then just maybe, this wouldn’t have happened. 

“Doesn’t Helios have better things for you to do, than sending you to haunt me?” He muttered, you knew he didn’t mean what he said. He missed you just as you missed him, after all that is precisely why you were here. 

“You honestly believe that Helios could keep me from you?”

***

“My King, the...the citizens. They’re breaking down the gate, we need to get you out of here.” You exclaimed, rushing to shut the door behind you as you entered King Dongju’s large intricate study.

Across the room, his gaze remained on the window. You were unable to tell what he could possibly be thinking. In your worry you grabbed his arm, something that someone of your station shouldn’t have ever thought about doing, so that you could drag him to safety. In an attempt to protect him from the Mad God that wished for his suffering. 

He didn’t push you away, but he also did not budge. His strong frame stayed in place even as you tried to pull him away.

“Let them come. We were the ones who angered Helios after all, they’re just trying to protect themselves.” He muttered, his words halting your struggles. He looked so melancholy, as if he had almost been expecting this. As if he somehow knew that following the lead of King Youngjo would be the downfall of the six Monarchs. 

“Please...I can’t lose you Dongju.”

As if his name were some magic word, his attention finally turned to you, sorrow filled his eyes. Gently he reached out and placed his hand on the back of your head, using this to pull you into his chest. This wasn’t the first time he had held you in such a way, but it was certainly the first time he had done so outside of his private chambers. 

You felt tears welling in your eyes as your arms snaked around his waist, burying your face into his chest. It was a terrifying feeling, to know that this would most likely be your last moments with him. 

You should have known that there would be no happy ending.

***

“You shouldn’t be trying to help them, little lark. You wouldn’t want to have my anger directed towards you, now would you?”

Helios, the God of the Sun, and the reason for your current predicament. You kept your stare emotionless as your eyes met his ever radiant ones, it was odd that the Gods were supposed to be these beautiful creatures...yet this man was the ugliest you had ever seen, despite his beauty. 

“I apologize, your Grace, but with all due respect I was given permission by your sister Selene. After all, the land of eternal night is a realm under her protection.” You retorted. Thinking back on it, your old self would have never spoken back to a God, but finding yourself within the good graces of the Moon Goddess...you felt you had a bit more leeway now.

The God practically snarled at you, gripping your chin and forcing you to keep eye contact with him. 

“And those monsters are being punished by me. Not Selene. So if you keep giving them aid then I might just see fit to add to their punishment.” His words dripped with sweet honey as he attempted to keep his cool. But you could see in his golden eyes how much he wanted to strangle the life from your form, to rip the air from your lungs and toss your body for the Monarchs...and Dongju to see. Only the wrath of his sister seemed to stop him from completing this.

If only her wrath could hold him back forever.

***

“Please no, don’t. Y-you can’t.” You watched Dongju sob, holding your lifeless body in his arms. The monarch’s had succeeded in killing their former servants and saving the child of prophecy, but in the process you had given your life to protect both Dongju and the child. 

All a part of Helios’ plan, forcing the Kings to suffer once again. 

Dongju was beside himself, wails of sorrow escaping his body as his elongated nails dug into the cold skin of your arms. As if the pain would wake you up once more. The others looked on, sharing in their youngest’s sadness. They knew what you meant to Dongju, and they knew that your passing would be difficult for him. 

You watched from afar, no longer connected to your mortal form and unable to be seen by the ones you had been so desperate to protect. It was difficult to watch, but you would not turn away. After all, just being allowed to stay among the mortal realm was something that your dear friend the Goddess Selene had bargained for with not only Thanatos, the God of Death, but Aphroditie, the Goddess of Love, as well. 

They had blessed you, a love so pure and so selfless that Aphroditie had called the two of you Soulmate. Giving you one final gift, that you would be able to stay with Dongju as his guardian even in death. To which Thanatos agreed, though not without some persuasion and bribing.  

This was your existence now, watching over Dongju as he mourned your loss and moved on.

Watching and he and the other Monarchs sealed themselves away alongside their former servants, where you followed. 

The Night of Eternity. Where you would guard the slumbering Kings...until Helios woke them once again.

[redweve]

adopted | s.dm & s.dj

synopsis: the golden retriever hybrid you wanted to adopt was adopted before you could adopt him, a few weeks later you find he was returned, but you can’t figure out why.

characters: golden retriever hybrid!Dongmyeong x reader, golden retriever hybrid!Dongju

genre: angst, fluff, hybrid au

warnings: abandonment, dog bites, idk if there’s anything else?? please let me know if there is.

song rec: sunshine by stray kids, lion heart by oneus

notes: Nat? editing? idk her lol. this one was surprisingly hard for me to write, rip i’m so sorry Dongmyeong:’)

adopting a hybrid had been a goal of yours for awhile, you had saved up a bunch of money and gotten everything you thought you would need for the hybrid you had been working with for awhile. Son Dongmyeong was a golden retriever hybrid; sweet, energetic, full of life and the cutest hybrid you had ever seen. you had promised Dongmyeong that you would adopt him today, but when you got to the shelter you found Dongmyeong had already been adopted.

“we’re really sorry y/n, a new staff member had him adopted before we could stop them. they didn’t know that you were going to adopt him.” Helen, your favourite staff member at the shelter, whispered. she looked down at her hands, “there’s nothing we can do about it, i know how much you loved him.” she sighed, you shook your head “it’s not your fault, don’t worry. i’m sure i’ll find another hybrid someday.” a few tears spilled onto your cheeks. none would be as perfect for you as Dongmyeong.

at home you found yourself tucking away everything you had bought for your hybrid with teary eyes, today was just not your day. you spent the next couple of days in a low mood, you would visit Dongmyeong often at the shelter and he never failed to make you happy but now he was just out of your reach.

a couple of weeks after your disappointment you visited the shelter again. much to your surprise Dongmyeong had been returned, and sat sadly in a corner. he looked dejected and stared at the floor, not looking anyone in the eye. normally he would have been smiling and laughing with the other hybrids. he was especially good with the little ones, today his normal sunshine was dampened by rain.

you walked over to Helen first, “why was Dongmyeong returned? he was always so sweet with me.” you asked quietly, Helen shrugged. “they said he bit their daughter and that they didn’t think he was a good fit for their family.” she replied. confusion was written all over your face, Helen sighed “if you still want to adopt him, go ahead. he was always a sweetheart especially to you so i’m sure he’ll be fine.” her tone was exhausted and heavy.

you approached Dongmyeong in the corner, “hey Myeongie, how’s my favourite boy?” you asked him. he looked up, shocked to see you but also the happiest you had seen him since you got here. “y/n! i thought you would have found another hybrid by now.” Dongmyeong pouted. “how could i have found another hybrid when you were the hybrid i was going to adopt?” your question hangs in the air. Dongmyeong looks down and shrugs. “now let’s see about those adoption papers.” you smiled at him, he looked surprised. “you still want me? even though i was returned?” he asked, shocked. “of course Myeong, that is if you still want me to adopt you?” you questioned, half jokingly half a little scared he’ll say no. Dongmyeong looked at you with the biggest smile, and nodded enthusiastically. “yes! yes i do!”

after adopting him you found that Dongmyeong was just as sweet as he was in the shelter. you couldn’t for the life of you figure out why he would have bitten a little girl and been returned. that is until you came home one day and the golden retriever sitting on your couch was not Dongmyeong. he was a little bit bigger than Dongmyeong but much thinner. when you approached him, he growled at you. “hello there,” you kept your voice low, “what’s your name?” the hybrid looked at you confused. his form changed and immediately you saw the resemblance, he looked like Dongmyeong. they weren’t exactly the same, but they were definitely related. “you knew i wasn’t Dongmyeong? how did you know? no one ever can tell when we switch places.” he seemed very distressed. you smiled, “you don’t look exactly like him, you don’t act like him either. i’m guessing you’re fraternal twins, right?” he nodded slowly.

“i’m usually the one taking care of Dongmyeong, he’s too trusting sometimes and gets himself into bad situations. even if he’s older he can act like he’s the younger one,” Dongju (as you had learned his name was) sighed, “we were in the shelter together once. they adopted us separately, we ran away from those homes and decided that if no one could tell the difference between us we would ditch places in one home. Dongmyeong always volunteered to be in the shelter, sometimes he would sneak food to me outside if he could. the last home he was in, when we switched places the little girl kept yanking on my ears and so i bit her. i didn’t mean to! i’ve just been on the street so long that i’m used to retaliating!” Dongju whimpered quietly, you sighed patting his head lightly. “it’s okay Dongju, i’ll take care of you now. both of you.” you said gently, his head perked up and he smiled. “really?? you mean it??” you nodded at him, “that is, if you can call Myeongie back.” you raised an eyebrow at Dongju.

it was apparently very simple to bring Dongmyeong back, he was hidden just outside your home, waiting for his brother to come get him. you followed Dongju to Dongmyeong’s hiding spot, and a ver surprised looking Dongmyeong in his dog form crawled out. with your hands on your hips you gave him a look that said ‘did you really think you could hide this from me?’ Dongmyeong barked apologetically. you smiled at the two of them, they looked so happy together. “alright boys, let’s go inside and get something to eat,” Dongju’s ears perked up, “we can sort out Dongju’s adoption papers tomorrow.” they barked excitedly and ran inside. how did you end up such a sucker for two hybrids? you’ll never know.

[mirisss]

Acting Like I Don’t when I Do

Thank you for the request! I tried not to make it too angsty but the beginning part is a bit angsty but it gets better the further in you come, I hope so at least. 

Requests are open!

This became much much longer than I anticipated haha, but I hope you’ll like it. 

Guest appearances of: TBZ’s Sunwoo, Ateez’s Jongho, SKZ’s Han, SKZ’s Seungmin & SF9’s Chani (Kind of Onewe’s Dongmyeong but only mentions of him). Also with me saying some are aspiring and others aren’t doesn’t mean that one is better than the other, I just mean that some of them have done more things in the story. I love all these people so I’m not saying someone else isn’t as talented as the others. I choose that (y/n) is aspiring to be a singer, rapper and actress for the story to make sense. So, If you want her to something else. ie, not a rapper/singer but a singer and dancer or rapper and dancer then just add in that she’s a dancer as well but she has to be a singer, rapper and actress. 

At Entertainment High tremendous students are gathering around to begin their first year, some have come for their second, third or fourth year. Some of the newbies include: Sohn Eric, aspiring rapper and actor. Son Dongju, or Xion as he likes to be called, aspiring singer and actor. Kim Sunwoo, rapper and aspiring singer. Choi Jongho, singer. Han Jisung, rapper and aspiring singer. Kang Chanhee, or Chani, Actor and aspiring rapper as well as dancer. Kim Seungmin, singer and aspiring dancer. Lastly, (y/n) (l/n), aspiring singer, rapper and actress. These 8 along with some unnamed extras are to be in the same class together, why though? Some are singers, some are dancers, others are rappers. Well the school decided to put these students in the same class as they were the best of the best among the newbies so why not have them all in one class? Some would think that (y/n) would be shy being the only girl in the class but she felt pretty comfortable as she had Sunwoo and Seungmin, two of her childhood friends in the class. Sunwoo was the person who taught (y/n) how to rap and Seungmin’s been a great supporter for her learning how to sing and developing within everything. Anytime that she wanted to give up Seungmin would talk with her and say that if she gives up then she’ll never have the chance to succeed but if she tries and fails then she should try harder because she’s talented. So while Seungmin took a pedagogical approach and tried to encourage her she had Sunwoo who took a more emotional approach by screaming and making a scene but (y/n) needed them both to get where she is now. Being one of the best. 

(y/n)’s POV

As (y/n) and the “Kim twins”, as I sometimes called Seungmin and Sunwoo, walked into the classroom we saw the other four students. I first saw a boy with blonde roots and blue tops, ombre styled hair. He was talking energetically with another boy, the ombre haired boy seems fun. He’s cute as well. The second person I found an interest in, was a pretty boy sitting in the back looking out of the window. He had blue-gray, slightly washed out, dyed hair and the thing that caught my interest was the jacket full of Disney princesses on it. A denim jacket. One might think that it looked stupid but I thought it was really cool. He must like Disney, and especially their princesses. He had delicate, calm facial features, but then he smiled as he saw something outside through the window and I  almost thought she saw an angel. I hoped that I would have the possibility to befriend everyone in the class but especially these two as they caught my attention. I noticed that Seungmin found another guy to talk with while I had been looking around, or rather looking at the two cute(and hot) guys, but Sunwoo was still standing by my side looking a little uncertain. “Woo, what’s wrong?” “You know I’m awkward with new people” “Well, I also know that if I asked you to challenge any of them in a rap battle you wouldn’t hesitate to do it and you would dominate the stage. I thought we had worked on this? Just be you, besides you have Seungmin and I. We’re right here” “But that’s different. When I’m on stage, I’m this cool rapper that fears nothing but now I’m supposed to be me. And just Sunwoo, is very awkward with people until I know them” “Okay, okay. You win. Now, who would you like to talk with? I can go with you and also get to know some of our classmates” “See the guy with the blue hair tops, I saw at the last rap battle I went to 3 weeks ago. So, I’m guessing he’s a rapper. I’d like to start with him, I think. But if you wanna talk with someone else then we can go talk with that person” “The guy with the ombre style hair is fine with me. Now let’s get to know his name so we don’t need to call him: ombre style hair” Sunwoo and I began walking up to the guy with ombre hair and the guy he was talking with. 

Eric’s POV

As I was talking with Han about the rap battle we went to 3 weeks ago and how awesome it was I noticed that three new people had entered the classroom. Holy shit is that Kim Sunwoo?!? He’s like one of the coolest rappers ever, he’s in this class?!? He was with another guy, but I didn’t recognize him. He might be a vocalist? Or maybe he’s a dancer? Or an actor? But with them was also a girl, a really cute girl with (h/l) (h/c) and she’s just… Beautiful, pretty, cute, hot, everything you can be. I went back to my conversation with Han as he was talking about this new song he was working on. After a while I looked back towards the girl, I noticed her looking around the class but she was staring at Xion… Why did she make such, I don’t know, heart eyes at him? I mean yeah the guy’s cute and nice but, hey, I’m hot and cute. The guy I didn’t know had left their little group and was now talking with Jongho, making me think even more that he’s a vocalist. The only ones not talking to anyone were: Sunwoo, the girl, Chani and Xion. Chani was a nice guy, another rapper like myself but he’s also an amazing dancer. I saw his audition and I thought I was at a concert or something, he’s good. Really good. Oh, Sunwoo and the girl are walking towards me. I should say hi, but in a cool way. Charm her. Yes, okay. Charming, cool but nice. I can do that. I think I can do that. Okay here they come, breathe. 

(y/n)’s POV

“Hey, yo. Eric’s the name. No! Or yes but no! I uh eh-” “Hahaha. Well, nice to meet ya Eric if that’s the name. Hehe, the name’s (y/l) (y/n) and this is Kim Sunwoo, my best friend” He’s cute and funny, just like I imagined. Eric, it suits him. I don’t know why, it just does. “Sorry about that, I’m usually better at introducing myself. I’m Eric and this is Han, we’re both rappers. I'm thinking of also picking up dancing, while Han is taking vocalization as well as rapping. What are you guys majoring in?” So Sunwoo was correct, he had seen this guy at the rap battle and he was indeed a rapper. “I’m majoring in vocalization, rapping and acting. It’s a lot but I just love it all. hahaha” “And I’m majoring in rapping and singing” ''Nice! Then we’ll get to know each other and we can be best friends!” Maybe I should add loud to the list of things he is as well, hehe. “Ya! Seungmin, come over here” I half screamed to get his attention. If Eric wants to be friends then he’s gonna have to be friends with Seungmin as well, because Seungmin, Sunwoo and I we’re a package deal. “Hey, (y/n) you don’t need to scream. I’m not deaf” “Yeah yeah yeah, now get over here and bring your new friend with you” He walked over to where Sunwoo and I were now and brought the red headed guy with him. “Eric, Han, this is Seungmin. Seungmin, these are Eric and Han, our new friends. Now who’s your new friend?” “Nice to meet you! This is Jongho. Jongho, this is (y/n) and this is Sunwoo. My best friends” “Hey everyone, I’m Jongho” We made some small talk and got to know each other. But I couldn’t let go of the thought that we were excluding the other two guys in the classroom. That cute blue haired guy and another guy who looked quite familiar for some reason, maybe I saw him at my audition? I don’t know. 

Xion’s POV

I was the first person who arrived in the classroom. I missed having Dongmyeong with me as we usually did all of these things together. But we choose different schools so now I’m alone. I’m a little scared. I sat there for a while just playing on my phone before two other guys came in, one with ombre styled hair - white at the roots, blue at the tops. And another guy with brown hair. They barely noticed me, they each gave a little wave and one of those greeting nods that some people do. They sat down in the front while I sat in the back. I was too shy to go talk with them so there I sat, watching people come into the classroom and sit down. Some spoke to each other other’s said nothing. After a while, a group of 3 people came into the classroom. 2 guys and 1 girl. They all had a quick look around the classroom. The girl was much slower than the tallest guy with braces, that could be seen as he smiled. Her gaze stayed on the guy with ombre hair. She was cute. I looked away and my gaze fell on a guy 4 seats in front of me, he had red hair. Dyed,probably. The guy with braces that came in with the girl had walked up to him and started a conversation. The girl and another guy with red hair, most likely dyed, had now walked over to the ombre haired guy. I think I know his name but I’ve forgotten. Maybe Erren? Earl? Evan? Eli? Erin? No? I think it began with an E, but I’m not sure anymore. Wait, the guy with the girl. Is he Kim Sunwoo? Like the famous high school rapper. I’m not a rapper but my friends have been talking about him and showing me some videos. I actually think that’s him. And the other red haired guy might be Choi Jongho. He’s a great singer who has participated in a couple of competitions. I think the guy half sleeping on his desk might be Kang Chanhee, or Chani, he’s an actor if I’m not mistaken. But I have no idea who the girl is, the braces guy or the guy sitting with the ombre haired dude. Damn, I wanna go up and talk to someone but I’m scared. Why did I decide to wear my Disney denim jacket today? Why does the world hate me? 

“Ya! Seungmin, come over here”  “Hey, (y/n) you don’t need to scream. I’m not deaf” “Yeah yeah yeah, now get over here and bring your new friend with you” 

The girl and the braces guy, that I now know is called Seungmin, suddenly screamed which frightened me a little. (y/n). So that’s her name. Pretty, just like her. Now that her group has grown with some people, only Chani (if it’s really him) and I are left without anyone to talk to. Should I go over there? Maybe? Yes? No? AHHH! Thoughts just make up your mind!! Chani didn’t seem to really mind being on his own but I sure do. Dongmyeong, I curse you for choosing another school and leaving me alone. 

(y/n)’s POV

“Hey guys, I think we should try inviting those two into our group. They look a bit lonely right now and it feels mean to leave them out” I hoped no one would be against befriending the last two as well of the seven guys who were present. “Of course. Let’s go, I’ll take the raven haired guy if you speak to the blue haired one!” Eric stood up immediately and half ran over to the guy partly laying on his desk. I walked over to the guy sitting all the way in the back, he must be shy. “Hey, I’m (y/n). My friends and I began talking to some of the others and we wanted to ask if you wanted to come over and talk with us too? Cause you look nice, but a little lonely” I gave him a kind smile as I stood in front of his desk. He smiled back at me and once again I felt my heart skip a beat or two. He really looks like an angel when he smiles. “Hi. I’m Dongju but you can call me Xion. And I would like to come hang with you guys, if that’s okay?” So he is shy. “Of course, let’s go! They’d love to meet you and I want to get to know you as well. I also have to add, I love your jacket. It’s so cool. The details, the fact that it’s Disney! OMG, I love Disney” I could see how something was lifted off his shoulders as I said that. He must have been nervous over wearing a ‘quirky’ jacket on his first day. “Thanks! I really like Disney too. I was so worried, I didn’t think about which jacket I took this morning and when I realized I was already sitting here so it would be too late to change” “Well, no matter what anyone else says. I love it!” We walked from his desk up to where Eric and Han had been sitting alone just a few minutes ago, but now they had been joined by everyone else in the classroom including the raven haired guy who had been half asleep 3 minutes ago. “Hey guys! I’m (y/n). This is Xion. Xion, this is Sunwoo, Seungmin, Eric, Han, Jongho and could it be Kang Chani?” I now realized why the raven haired guy looked familiar. He was Kang Chani, quite a famous child actor. He has been in the industry for a couple years now and he’s really good. I wonder what else he could be majoring in? Vocalization? I guess I’ll find out. “Hey, yeah. My name is Kang Chanhee, but please, call me Chani” “Nice to meet you, Xion!” I also found something out about Eric during these 20 minutes or so that I’ve known him. He’s very social, he’s extremely extroverted but he’s also very nice. And good looking. No! Dumb brain, stupid brain. That might be true but not what we were supposed to focus on. A couple more minutes passed as the eight of us were talking about random things and getting to know each other. Right before the teacher arrived a couple other students walked in, but these ones we almost missed as we were so caught up in our own little group that we might as well have been the only ones there. The teacher introduced the program and explained that not everyone was majoring in the same subjects in this class but we were a mix of the best. We would all be working together for some things and separately for others. I was a little worried about this at first, Seungmin wouldn’t struggle as he was a bit more extroverted but Sunwoo wouldn’t do well on his own. He’s far too introverted when he doesn’t have a close friend with him. But, I think he’ll be fine. He should have Eric with him in his rap course, if not also myself, Chani and Han. In singing he’ll probably have Jongho, Xion, Seungmin, Han and myself. He shouldn’t have a lesson without any of us being there.  After introductions and being assigned a seat in the classroom we were done for the day. Real courses and so on would begin the next day. I was assigned a seat between Eric and Xion, Eric to my left and Xion to my right. We were sitting in the front, with the row I was sitting in being the middle one. Sunwoo sat beside Chani and was talking away about different rap verses and flows. Seungmin was sitting with Han and Jongho, joking around and singing some riffs. I could get used to this. This school and these friends. 

Some time passed by and the group got closer. We help each other out with everything and have many classes together. I have to admit though, I was expecting Chani to be a part of the acting major but that Eric and Xion were as well did surprise me. But I was happy as well, of course. I get to spend even more time with the two guys I find attractive. No one can replace the Kim twins but maybe Eric and Xion can come quite close to the relationship I have with the Kim twins. We have a big project coming up that both excites me and terrifies me. It’s a love story, both a beautiful happy one but also a tragedy at the same time. I’m pretty sure I’ll get the female protagonist role. The thing that terrifies me though is that both Eric and Xion are auditioning for the male protagonist, which they are not alone to do, but either way the bad thing is… There are like 5 kiss scenes in this drama. 5. 5 freaking kiss scenes. And if Eric or Xion gets that role, I will kiss that one of them a bunch of times. Actually, auditions are happening right now and soon it’s my turn to go audition for my role. However, I’m freaking out a little, or completely. I hate this day! The Kim twins couldn’t come as Seungmin is out doing a street performance project and Sunwoo is participating along with Han in some team rap battle competition. Xion was supposed to be doing the street performance with Seungmin and Eric going with Sunwoo and Han to the rap competition but because of the audition for the play neither of them could go. I was scheduled for the audition from the start because I had my street performance last week and I have a rap thing next week, so I most likely will do the rap battle with Eric as it is a team competition. I think Xion might be going alone to do the street performance unless Sunwoo and or Han are going as well. Well, I got side tracked with this but back to my panic attack over here in the theatre room.  I am freaking out over the idea of possibly kissing Eric or Xion or anyone else. And now I don’t have the Kim twins to support me, to make me think rationally or well at least make me stop panicking. Holy shit - I don’t remember my lines. Come on me. I know these lines, I’ve practiced them for the last month. I swear I recite them in my sleep, I know them but now I can’t even think of a single word I’m supposed to say. 

Eric & Xion’s POVS (they both think the same thing) 

(y/n) doesn’t seem to be doing so good over there. I should head over and talk to her so she’ll calm down. Damn, I really hope I’ll get the lead role and that she’ll get the lead so we can play against each other in a romantic play. Hanging out with her and the others during these weeks has been amazing. She’s amazing. I’m pretty sure I have a crush on her, but I think Eric/Xion does too unfortunately. I’m just hoping she likes me and not him. 

(y/n)’s POV 

I see Eric and Xion walking in my direction. Both coming from different parts of the backstage area. I’m not sure if they have seen each other or if they are even walking to me. They could just be walking in my direction but with another destination in mind than what I am thinking. I try to take a breath and calm down but it’s difficult when it feels like my heart is beating a thousand beats a second while also feeling like it ain’t beating at all. 

“Hey, are you okay?” Xion. “Yo, (y/n). Why are you so nervous? You know you’re gonna do great because you are amazing at acting!” Eric. All of a sudden it feels like I can breathe, my heart is calming down and not trying to beat it’s way through my ribcage or whatever. “Hey guys. I’m not okay but I’m okay. I just panic because I don’t have my somewhat dysfunctional  support system with me because they are busy with their own lives” “But it’s okay, you know we’re here and we can be your somewhat dysfunctional support system or maybe a functional one” Eric answered as he lightly joked and laughed. As Eric said that and laughed I felt yet another piece of my anxiety let go of its hold on me and leave. Xion comfortingly placed a hand on shoulder, lightly caressing it in a calming manner. “It’s just that I have never auditioned for a big role without them. They have always been here and the three of us balance each other quite well even though most people see us as a walking catastrophe. It’s just not the same without them” “I get what you mean. I used to always have my twin brother with me, he’s the extroverted one of us but when we applied to colleges we ended up choosing different ones. That first day in school a couple of weeks ago was one of, if not the first, times I made friends without him. I was terrified and nothing was as it should have been but then you came and spoke with me. You invited me and I will always be grateful for that. Sometimes change is good, thanks to you guys I have learnt to open up and be more extroverted and I made some pretty good friends,” “Same thing for me. I’ve always been very open and extroverted but most people think I’m too much. They can’t keep up with my energy so I usually have to pretend to be someone I’m not to keep my energy under control to then let it out through rapping but with you guys I can be me. I’ve learnt that it’s okay to be myself and not caring about what others think. Change can be good even if it’s scary,” Eric took one of my hands and caressed it with his thumb as he spoke. These boys, god they’re making me fall even more for them. “Thank you guys. I needed this. I uh-” “(y/n) (l/n), you’re turn to enter the stage” “Uh, okay. I’m coming. Thank you guys, really. I’ll see you two in a while, unless we see each other before it’s your turns then break a leg” I gave each of them a quick hug before I hurried over to the stage area and began my audition. 

The three of us did not have time to catch up on how things went that same day. After hours of waiting and working hard we were all exhausted and headed home to sleep. I think my audition went well, now all I can do is wait for the judges to make their decisions on who gets which role. Two days passed from audition day until I met up with Eric and Xion again. Of course we immediately asked the others how their audition went and if anyone had heard anything yet. No one had heard anything yet regarding the roles but Eric had managed to overhear someone saying something about the production team thinking of changing the play that they were supposed to do. Which could mean new auditions unless they have chosen some people that they believe can play any role. We all felt that them changing the play right now would be weird, very weird. But apparently it worked out in our favor. They rewrote a part of the play so that there are two male leads who will be played by Xion and Eric, one female lead played by me and finally a quite important role: the best friend of the female lead played by Chanhee who was relieved he didn’t get a douchebag guy role, again. Chanhee might seem like a scary dude at first glance but he’s actually a sweet dude, he was a great help to me as I tried to deal with learning how to act like I’m in love Xion and not Eric but then through half the play all of a sudden I’m in love with Eric but not with Xion. Do you know how hard it is to act like I don’t when I do but at the same time trying to act like I do without letting them know I actually do love them? Anyway, Chani’s been helping me learn the balance of letting out my actual feelings and acting out the fake ones. 

I also got to spend a lot of quality time with Eric and Xion, goofing around and just having a good time. I learnt during one rehearsal that Eric loves hugs just as much as he loves fried chicken. I also learnt that Xion is a “hitter” when he laughs, but hanging out with them like this and getting to know them is great. I couldn’t ask for more. Maybe it’s okay for me to feel something for both of them because we are still friends, if it becomes more in the future then I’ll have to handle it then. For now, I’m just happy to be their friend. Laughing with them and experiencing the life of a high school student was enough for now. I rather have this than not having them at all. Another thing that was changed in the play was the kiss scenes. Apparently, the school board thought it was “inappropriate” for a high school play so the kiss scenes were changed to hugs and two kisses on the cheek. So I have one scene where I have to kiss Xion on the cheek and another where I kiss Eric on the cheek. I mean I guess it’s not as stressful as kissing someone on the lips but still come on when you like someone, just being close to them can be a problem. AND I’M SUPPOSED TO KISS THEM ON THE CHEEK?!?!?! HOW?!?! 

“Okay, Chani. I need to talk to you. But you have to promise me that this conversation will never be spoken of to anyone else. Okay? It stays between us, only us. I’m not even telling the Kim twins, my childhood best friends. This is top secret, okay?” I was in a closed room practicing a scene with Chani when we decided to take a break and I saw my chance at asking him for some advice. “Okay. What is it?” He looked tired before but now he was more alert and awake, he was intrigued. “Okay. So, I think I might kinda like Xion and Eric as more than just friends but I know it’s not convenient and it’s complicated but I don’t know how I’m supposed to handle doing this with them. I thought I could handle it but turns out I panic any time we even talk about practicing those scenes and I come up with some lame excuse to get out of there and I just don’t know what to do. I’m trying to use your advice about finding the balance between my real feelings and those I’m just acting out but it’s not working with this” As I was talking Chani was nodding his head and humming to show that he was listening. “Okay. so you kinda have a crush on them and you’re trying to figure out how to manage getting through the play and the rehearsals without messing something up, correct?” “Yes, that’s right” “Well, it’s a complicated situation. But my advice is that if it’s too hard to do it as you then be Aliana and instead of thinking of them as them think of them as their characters. Imagine that it’s not the real you doing it but it’s your characters. It might make it easier if it doesn’t feel like you’re the one doing these things. I usually do this if I have a scene where I have to something that I’m uncomfortable with but the character I’m playing is not so then I just imagine that I really am him” “Thank you, that might actually work because until now I’ve always thought of it being them and me just being us and not thinking of us as out characters. Thank you Chani, you’re the best!” “No problem. I’m glad you wanted to trust me with your secret. I promise I won’t tell anyone about it. Now, go practice because otherwise the play is not going to be good and I refuse to be a part of a bad play” “Hahah okay okay I will! Again, thank you” We said goodbye and then I texted the group chat I had with Eric and Xion where I wrote that I wanted to meet them in the stage hall in 15 minutes. They both answered with a simple ‘OK!’. 

In the stage hall

“HEY (Y/N), is something wrong?” Eric.  “Are you okay?” Xion. “Yeah, I’m okay, don't worry. I just needed to talk with you guys. I know that I haven’t been the easiest person to work with on this as I have run away half the time. I just had a hard time separating reality from the acting, so it felt weird to do all this with you guys because I forgot how to distance myself from the stage and let my character forward so I couldn’t handle it and that’s why I kinda ran away all the time” “That’s alright, I’m glad you told us. I’m also struggling a bit with this, I thought it would be easier having my closest friends to play against but turns out it was way harder than I anticipated” Xion took my right in his left hand and gave it a light reassuring squeeze as he told me, and Eric, of his own concerns. “Why didn’t you say anything earlier? It’s weird for us all, but we’re not alone doing this we’re doing it together stupid. You don’t need to carry everything on your own. I overestimated how confident I actually am, at first I thought it would be super easy but now I realized that I’m actually terrified of doing this. The kisses, the love confessions, the rejections, the fights and especially doing it with you guys. I’m afraid of thinking of it as reality. As if that’s the way we will end up,” Eric fidgeted with his hands in front of him, during the months I’ve known him I think this is the first time I’ve seen him look kind of scared and the first time I’ve heard him speak so seriously. “I know. I forgot about the fact that you are indeed going through the same thing as me. I should have told you guys earlier but I was scared, I was confused I think. How about we just do this? We go up there and own the stage and once it’s over we go back to being us, no problems in sight for the closest future at least. We go back to being the chaotic treo that we have been for the past months and why don’t we just stay like that for a while? Before we think about having a future like the plot of the play? We don’t have to end up like that, because that’s not who we are. We are Eric, Xion and (Y/n). Let’s write our own story, the way we want it” “That sounds nice. Let’s celebrate with the others when the week of performances is over. Let’s eat dinner and maybe go for some karaoke?” “That sounds like a good plan, (y/n) and Eric. I’m in. Let’s write our story and it will begin with a celebratory dinner along with our friend group” 

I think we all somewhat knew what everyone felt but we like being friends, we don’t wanna lose that so why make things complicated. We are not acting like we don’t even if we do but at the same time we’re not exactly acting on our feelings either. More so, we keep them passive but alive and we wait so see what the future has in store for us. For now, we’re just going to be us. No worries for love, fights and rejections. We’re doing good just the way we are now. We’re writing our own story and it’s not a tragedy, it’s not one where all our hearts are broken. No. This is the story of how we stay friends, for all our lives. Through the ups and the downs, we are there as friends when we find others to fall in love with. They will always be special to me and I think my heart is always going to flutter when I’m with them but I would rather have them as my friends forever, than have one of them as my boyfriend for a moment and then lose them both. It’s been years and we’re all still friends, we have weekly meetups for dinners with everyone and we are all happy. We are friends just like in High School, my closest friends will always be and still are the Kim twins and the Sohn Twins. The Kims are like my brothers and the Sohns are my very special and precious friends. We choose permanent friendship and happiness over temporary love and I would do that same choice again if I had to. Because I love them and I don’t want to lose them.

[inadaydream99]

Hi!! Can i request a scenario when husband!dongju (xion) is jealous?

Hi, thanks for requesting! I really hope you enjoy this scenario I came up with, it kinda came out of nowhere! 😂

Dongju had been watching you intently, infuriated by the way you laughed at Hwanwoong’s jokes. I mean, you’re married for goodness sake! You shouldn’t be testing his patience like this just because you’re bored and want to see how far you can go before he does something about it.

You weren’t oblivious to the daggers being thrown your way by Dongju. In fact, it was exactly what you were hoping for. You want nothing more than to rile him up, payback for his cold attitude this morning.

It’s not like you had done anything to warrant his snarky attitude, he’d just woken up in a bad mood and you’re not gonna let him get away with it. So you decided to do the one thing that will make him mad without fail; flirting with one of his friends in front of him.

Your body tenses when you feel a gentle hand place on your waist from behind you, hot breath making goosebumps appear in the crook of your neck from where Dongju’s lips ghost your skin.

“I think I’m gonna go...” Hwanwoong suddenly stands from the sofa, his eyes wide as he backs out of the room to leave you both alone. He could sense the change in atmosphere when Dongju joined you on the sofa and he doesn’t want to bare whitness to anything that is about to happen.

“Want to explain what you were doing?” Dongju’s tone is condescending, filled with venom and danger as his hand drags its way up from your waist at an excruciatingly slow pace.

“You have eyes don’t you?” You compose yourself, gulping down the nerves that make their way to the surface and hiding them before your husband can take notice of how flustered he makes you.

“You’re right, I do.” You can feel his smirk on your neck, slowly dragging his lips up towards your ear. “And I didn’t like what I saw...” He whispers, letting a dry laugh escape his lips when you shudder.

You don’t know what to do next, your body frozen in place with Dongju’s pressed up behind you. He’s so close you can feel his every movement. The air thick with a mix of menace and amusement.

“Did you really think you could get away with flirting in front of me?” His voice his a little louder now as he twists you around in his hold so you face him. He grins when you finally make eye contact with him, watching as your mouth opens and closes repeatedly in a loss for words.

“Answer me.” He encourages, placing his hand under your chin to tilt your head up. He’s in full control of this situation and you know it. And there’s no need for him to shout or accuse, his calmness sending the same amount of fear into your body. You’re not even going to attempt to fight him back as you see the darkness in his eyes. You know it’s not worth digging the hole you’ve dug for yourself any deeper.

“I was just mad.” You mumble, though the close proximity between you enables Dongju to hear you loud and clear.

“Can you tell me why you were mad?” He pushes for more from you as he draws your face in closer to his, inch by inch.

“You were so cold to me this morning... I just wanted your attention.” Satisfied with your answer Dongju let’s go of the firm grip on your chin in favour of caressing your cheek.

“And you thought making me jealous was the right solution, rather than just talking to me about it.” He states, watching you carefully as he waits for confirmation to his assertion.

“Yes.” You breathlessly respond. The tension between you making its way to your head and clouding your mind in a dizzying haze. The only thing you can concentrate on his the light brushing of his thumb across your cheek as you become impatient in waiting for him to do something, anything.

You whine when Dongju pulls away, letting go of his hold on you before making his way back to where he was sat previously.

“Where are you going?” You shoot him puppy eyes, desperate to get him back so you can have all his attention.

“Bad girls don’t get what they want.” Dongju responds without even casting you a glance. It’s obvious you’re desperate for his attention and, as he sits on his phone, he knows that not giving into that is all the punishment he needs to give.

[the-golden-choice]

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[unknownarchiviste]

first date

+ café and chill series

+ Son Dongju (Xion) // 934 words

+ more stories here

in which you had your first date on a bad day but it all ended up with a second date in mind

It was supposed to be an amazing day.

You had a hard time sleeping the night before but by some miracle, you woke up refreshed today. Unlike the usual days, you actually opened your eyes before your alarm rang. You ate your breakfast happily and spent a generous amount of time dressing yourself up.

Last night, you already prepared clothes that you would wear with your first date with Dongju. As you twirled in your floral dress in front of your mirror, you couldn’t stop yourself from grinning. You looked beautiful. You felt beautiful. And you knew it was going to be a perfect day.

You met up with Dongju at a restaurant for a lunch date. He looked like a soft prince charming in his bumblebee colored long-sleeved shirt and jeans. When he saw you, his face lit up and that beautiful smile spread over his lips.

He took you to a simple but really good restaurant. The slightly awkward and shy atmosphere immediately dissipated when you fell into a conversation about puppies, movies, and food. You felt it, then. It was gonna be a perfect first date. It will be the best date.

But just as you were walking by the sidewalk, the rain poured.

You two looked at each other in surprise. Raindrops fell on the both of you and drenched you quickly. You two ran towards the small shelter of a nearby café.

“I don’t have an umbrella,” Dongju loudly said over the rain.

“Neither do I,” you said back.

You looked at the people rushing out of the sidewalk and slowly, the excitement you felt was replaced by disappointment. Your date just started a few moments ago and now, you two would go home drenched. The plans you two had—the walk in the park, the movie afterwards, the dinner after the movie and the walk home, were all gone. And who knows? You probably would be sick tonight.

The wind blew and some of the raindrops hit you. You let out a sigh. “We should’ve checked the weather forecast,” you murmured sadly.

“Let’s get inside and wait for the rain to stop?” He asked.

You followed him inside the packed café. Fortunately, the AC was turned down and there was a vacant table. When he left to order, you looked outside and watched the gloomy weather.

Any trace of the bright sunny day earlier was gone. You saw your reflection at the glass and your mood plummeted even further. Your hair was a wet mess. Your dress wasn’t fully wet but it was uncomfortable.

“Don’t look too sad,” Dongju said as he slid down a tray.

You watched him put down two cups of Iced Americano and a huge bowl of your favorite matcha ice cream. You looked at him in surprise.

He gave you a silly grin as he sat down. “Why? It’s your favorite.”

You just stared at him, even more surprised by the fact that he knew your favorite ice cream flavor and your usual café drink. You shook your head and smiled back. “Really? In this cold weather?”

He just shrugged and took a spoonful of ice cream. He put it near your mouth. “Say aah,” he sang, as if he’s feeding a baby.

You felt embarrassed but still, you ate the ice cream. Despite the cold weather, you loved the taste of the ice cream. “It’s really good!”

He looked happy to see you smile. “I told you!”

You two ate more of the ice cream and drank your coffee. He mentioned his favorite weather. You told him about your favorite music. He listed down random things about him. You shared some funny stories.

The two of your were laughing at some joke even though you both were shaking because of the cold. Your teeth were chattering but you couldn’t help yourself from giggling. He laughs in short successions while you giggle with a continuous loud sound.

As you two talk, you didn’t realize that you spent a lot of time in that café. The rain even stopped a while ago but you didn’t notice. You were having so much fun that you forgot about everything else.

After another round of food, you two decided to go home. You were walking side by side, still giggling over something you talked about at the café. He was now holding your hand and swaying it.

You two were both sniffing but you laughed it off. A cold was coming but it was okay.

He was telling you about a childhood story when you looked up to him. He was happily chattering, telling you of his twin Dongmyeong. He was really handsome but beneath his looks, he was a ray of sunshine. In this rain-filled first date, he was able to bring you warmth and light.

You had many plans for this first date to be perfect. You wanted dates like those of the books you’ve read. You wished for a first date experience like those in dramas and movies. But despite not being able to experience them, you were beyond happy.

They may have perfect first dates but you have Son Dongju.

You hugged his arm and he noticed it. “Are you cold?”

You shook your head but he released your hand. He put an arm over your shoulders and pulled you closer. His embrace was gentle and comforting. Even though you really weren’t cold, you loved being where you are.

“So...” you started. “Should we start planning for our second date?”

He laughed that cute laugh again. “Let’s get you home first.”

[princessthotty]

ONEUS

Villa Dell'amore Series

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Chatch Me (RAVN)

// Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 //

[redroseravn]

corrupting innocence- xion smut

words: 1,298

includes: experienced reader x inexperienced xion, kissing, drinking, partying, truth or dare, neck kissing, oral (giving), face fucking

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it was 2. in the morning. and you were at a party. you liked parties but often times you wouldn’t go due to knowing your friends would run off and leave you, but this time they promised not to, but of course, they did. there were so many people you didn’t know where they were and they wouldn’t respond to you so you were stuck by yourself. Now in a room full of drunk people (including yourself but you weren’t half as wrecked as the others) and you were now being dragged into a game of truth or dare. a cute boy from your class was sitting across from you but you knew nothing would happen, with the amount of people in here you were unlikely to even be chosen let alone to do some thing with him. watching everyone was keeping you entertained, people were doing imitations and sharing interesting stories and your anxiety was starting to settle… that was until some random turned around and said

“truth or dare”

you chose the easiest option, truth, and hoped to god you wouldn’t get something embarrassing.

“out of everyone in this room, if you had to sleep with someone who would it be?”

you’re supposed to be truthful, usually if you got asked a question like this you would lie to save yourself but the drinks in you were enough to make you not care about your current decision till morning. you took your finger and pointed over to the adorable guy across from you, son dongju. you had a little crush on him but it was nothing major, and he always seemed too shy to ever be interested in dating, at least for the near future and he seemed quite innocent.

everyone gasped, clearly shocked by your choice and the poor boy started brushing so bad his face was bright red. this was probably the most juicy question asked by far so of course it stuck out a little from the rest but you were sure people would shake it off, besides they mostly seemed too drunk to remember.

you had finished half your drink by the time it’s dongjus turn to choose, choosing dare, which caught you a little off guard.

“i dare you… to kiss her” the girl says as she points towards you. he blushes once again, adorable, and slowly makes his way over to you. as much as you hate to admit it your heart was going a million miles per hour, you’d kissed tones of people before but… none of them were him.

once he reached you, you leaned in to quickly whisper in his ear.

“you don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable” you say but he insists he’s fine with it and his face is suddenly right in front of yours.

you lean in and slowly tilt your head, cheeks starting to flush. when his lips touch yours they’re soft, he tastes like candy, addictive almost, but as soon as it started, it’s over and he’s pulling away, ready to return to his seat. people cheer a little and the game continues for a few more questions until most people are over it and some are ready to go home.

when you leave the room you see dongju sitting on the couch and you sit next to him.

“hi… umm i’m sorry about earlier, you probably felt a bit awkward and i-“

“no it’s okay, really. can we go talk… in private, i just want to say something”

you agree and follow him up the stairs to a random bedroom, locking the door behind you.

“so…” he starts

“that was like my first ever kiss and it felt really good and i really want to do it again if that’s okay” he says in one breath, barely giving you time to think. you’re stunned for a second and you don’t know what to say cause you can barely tell what he said but you agree anyway, you heard ‘kiss’ and ‘again’ and that was enough for you to say yes to him. as soon as he hears your answer he smiles and takes your hand, leading you to the bed.

you look him in his pretty brown eyes and run your hands through his gorgeous, silky dark hair as you move closer to his lips. when they enclose around yours you feel it again, pure euphoria, he barely knew what to do yet he was the best kiss you ever had. you didn’t know how or why but there was something different about him.

his lips are still quite pursed and you decide to tug his hair a little to get him to open up more, he grunts and you take the chance to pull the kiss in closer. his lips were the best flavour you had ever tasted and all you wanted was him bare under you. his perfume was inviting and his skin was like genuine vanilla.

the more you kissed the more you wanted but you needed to take this slow. you straddled his lap and bit his lip, taking the opportunity to put your tongue in. he seemed to be understanding more and getting better and it was amplifying everything. his soft, tiny, hands were running all over your arms and in your hair and you slowly removed your lips from his, he pouted but soon stopped when you went down to his neck. you sucked red spots into his creamy skin as he let out moans sounding like pure music to your ears. you went to reach down but he stopped you.

“umm is it okay if we, i don’t know, don’t do too much? i’ve just never done this before and i’m scared”

“that’s okay” you tell him as you look up again into his sweet eyes.

“i can give you a blow job if you want? only if you want that though, we can stop here or we could do something else?” you ask softly.

“no that sounds good, i’d like that” he says as he takes your hands in his and guides them down to his member.

you slowly unbuckle his belt, making sure to not go too fast incase he changed his mind. you take him out of his boxers and his hard dick springs up against his stomach. you wrap your hand around it and bring it down to your mouth, giving him a couple small licks on his tip. the second you began his head was back in pleasure as he let out small noises. you run your hand up and down his shaft as you take a little more of him in your mouth, you begin to bob your head as you used his hands to put your hair into a make shift pony tail.

“you can guide my head if you want, don’t be afraid to be rough if you want to” you assure him before going back down to his dick.

he starts pushing more and more of his length into your throat as you maintain eye contact with him. the closer he gets the faster he goes and the more you moan against his cock. eventually he starts going quick and slamming his dick into your warm mouth and your eyes get teary. his noises got louder and you could tell he was getting close so you cupped his balls with your hand and started playing with his more. his hot cum started to go all down your throat and he tasted sweet with a hint of salt. you lick off the excess cum from his cock and sit back on the bed with him.

“i did. can i get your number, maybe we can do more sometime?” he asked.

“of course”

[t3kandson]

Consequences

Wordcount; 2, 601

Fandom; Oneus & A.C.E.

Pairing; Reader X Kim Youngjo & Reader X Kim Sehyoon

Character; Kim Youngjo, Kim Sehyoon, Lee Donghun, Park Junhee, Kim Byeongkwan, Kang Yuchan, Kim Gunhak, Lee Gunmin, Lee Keonhee, Yeo Hwanwoong & Son Dongju

Warning; Angst, Arguing, fighting, jealousy, Caught affair, love triangle, injury, and blood.

Notes; Chapter 10 here.

Disclaimer here.

“Yiseo, what’s this?” Yuchan asked looking in shock as he looked around the room as if the person was hiding. “It’s not what it looks like,” you said as you put your T-shirt on. “What that you’ve just had sex on your brothers floor!” Youngjo said shaking between anger and hurt.

“Couch, we had sex on the couch,” Sehyoon’s voice boomed from the hallway. He walked in looking Perfectly dressed in a tight vest and shorts, which annoyed you that in that moment he still captivated your attention. “You fucking did what!” Youngjo’s voice boomed as Yuchan put his hand out to stop him passing. “I had sex with the girl I love,” he said strolling into the kitchen like it was nothing as he opened a bottle of beer. “You mean with my girlfriend,” Youngjo shouted out, his fists balling. “The one you stole from me,” Sehyoon bit back, his eyes smalling towards his friend.

“Right, we need to calm down,” Yuchan begged, as he struggled to keep Youngjo from getting to Sehyoon. You got between them helping Yuchan out, your tear stained eyes searching for contact from Youngjo. But he refused to give in, instead his cold glares was all for Sehyoon. “How could you do this to us, does our friend ship count for nothing?” Youngjo cried out. “What friendship, you mean the one where you go off with my girl and continue to listen to me tell my woes and my feelings, all while you was dating her yourself,” Sehyoon said calmly. “And I apologised and you said it was fine as you was dating someone else,” Youngjo replied a slight tear escaping. “I lied, must be catching or something,” he said walking to the couch where you just had sex. He sat down taking a swig of the beer he had opened acting as if he was unfazed by this all.

“I’d offer you one but it seems we’re already privy to sharing the same things these days,” he said taking another swig. Without Yuchan between them Youngjo charged at his friend, grabbing his vest and pushing his face into Sehyoon’s. “I’m not into kissing men get that from Donghun, but wait you’ve already done that,” he smirked.

Youngjo balled his fist, you ran towards it grabbing his hand before it could aim for Sehyoon. “Youngjo please don’t,”

You begged as he pushed your hand off him. As his fist balled again you jumped to catch it once more. But you missed, losing your footing and stumbling into the glass table next to the sofa.

All three of their faces paling as you felt the blood before the pain seared in. The glass had cut through an artery and blood was splurting everywhere making you feel faint and sick.

Yuchan ran to his phone to call for emergency assistance as Youngjo ran for towels to place over your arms. He used all his anger to tighten around the bleeding wound as you went weary. “Yiseo focus,” Sehyoon said snapping his fingers in front of your face. “I can’t stop the bleeding,” Youngjo said looking panicked at Sehyoon, both them covered in your blood. “Your belt,” Sehyoon ordered pointing, as he held onto the blooded towels.

You closed your eyes as you felt your breathing become laboured. Feeling the tightening of the belt around your raised arm. You felt nothing but could hear only voices as you lost your vision. Voices of Yuchan begging for medical assistance to hurry, along with Sehyoon and Youngjo’s mantra of your name filled the air as you lost consciousness.

You woke to your arm in heavy bandaging and searing pain when you tried to move. Donghun, Junhee and Yuchan’s worried face came into your view.

“Where am I?” you asked wearily under the drugged feelings swarming your brain. “Your in the hospital, you’ve had an operation, you had to have a surgical bypass to fix the artery you cut through,” Donghun said as he patted your ankle. “Where’s Youngjo?” you asked. Donghun and Junhee looked at each other and seemed hesitant to comment. “You wait till mum sees you she’s going to kick your ass,” Yuchan said sounding annoyed, you remembered what he had walked into and the drama that unfolded.

“I’m sorry Channie,” you said softly. “Don’t,” he grumbled getting up looking still annoyed with you. “Where you going?” you called out in a panic. “To tell mum your awake,” he replied over his shoulder.

You looked at Donghun and Junhee who looked a little hesitant to comment further. “What?” you said, your head swarming as you did. “I told you it would end in an explosion,” Junhee said raising an eyebrow. “Where is he?” you repeated. “They’ve both gone back home to there own home town,” Donghun replied. “Both of them,” you cried. “Well you couldn’t expect them to both stick around after that,” Junhee scoffed. “Are you here to make me feel better or worse,” you whined, feeling the every bit in need of a pity party. “Well you asked, don’t shoot the messenger,” Donghun replied. “Youngjo blamed himself for what happened. He also can’t be with someone who would cheat on him and Sehyoon didn’t like how he had become, because of his feelings for you…… so they’ve both left town,” Donghun said. Tears filling your eyes as you closed them to avoid them both seeing.

You had lost both of them and you knew it was true it was all your fault. You knew that you reacted a certain way around Sehyoon. Youngjo knew that too and you promised him it wasn’t the case. You gave him fake promises and then cheated when it became apparent that your emotions for Sehyoon hadn’t switched off. This was all on you.

Donghun tapped your shoulders, “you still have us,” he said smiling as you eyes opened. “Thanks,” you attempted a smile before the tears really attacked. “Wow feeling the love here,” Junhee said leaning his head against yours. “I’m sorry, it’s just hitting how badly I’ve fucked up,” you cried. “What would be a life if we didn’t have fuck ups hey, I’m still making them and don’t plan to stop,” Donghun chuckled.

It had been the last week at college, your final exam all reliant on the project you and Sehyoon had started. Now without him, you knew the chances of failing was high.

You had no partner, the work was rushed with a little help from Junhee all with a healing arm to contend with. But you wanted to try, if not for you but for Sehyoon for all the hard work and drama this project had caused.

Byeongkwan had ignored you on your return, feeling bitter that he lost his friend because of you, Minhee and Miyeon following suit. Junhee had held your hand through your college return and you was counting the days till you could leave this town yourself and return back to your parents. You knew you would fail the piece and fail the year and unable to return for your final year.

You stood trembling at the presenting stage, Junhee sat there in your view with Donghun and Yuchan for support. You closed your eyes to steady yourself feeling the dread, holding on Sehyoon’s words to help with the presentation.

When you opened them Sehyoon was standing there. His beaming smile that charged at you and attacked your heart. You held onto the desk to steady yourself, as he smirked leaning towards you. “You need to get those under control,” he whispered with a wink before taking the sheet from you, as he took over the presentation.

Both using your words with Confidence, you presented your final piece as well as you could. Everyone clapping in what you was sure was a positive response. However, at the back of the auditorium, your attention was taken by someone familiar.

Your eyes blinked as you took the sight of Youngjo in. His trademark smile as he clapped winking at you before turning to leave.

You bowed before you dashed in his pursuit. But when you reached outside he was no where to be found. You breathed in hard, feeling pathetic for wanting to talk to him as you relented and turned to walk back in. But your heart stopped when it saw Youngjo leaning against the door. He smiled as your eyes connected as he walked towards you.

“You came, you both came,” you cried as tears started escaping. “Of course I came, it’s a big day today and hopefully the beginning of the next part of your life.” He said his hands stroking your hair. “I’ll still have another year, if I pass,” you said. “You and Sehyoon won’t fail,” he smiled.

“Your both made of magic that no one can compare with, that’s how your pass,” he said softly, you felt the pain in his words. “I’m so sorry,” you cried sobbing. “Shhh,” he said, pulling you in, the warmth of his arms washing over you. “I’m sorry I couldn’t love you like you deserved,” you cried into him. “It’s ok, you was never really mine. I should have known better to go there,” he said stroking your hair. “But I don’t regret it, because we had fun right?” He asked into your sobs as you nodded into his chest. “I loved every minute, just not how it ended, and certainly not this. I replay it over and over in my head, this is on me,” he said stroking the cast around your arm. “It was an accident,” you said trying to reassure him. “Anyway just promise me one thing,”. He asked. “What’s that?” you said raising your head. “Sehyoon loves you so much and I know deep down your crazy about him. Give him a chance, a real one none of this stubborn ass games.” He asked. “How, he’s leaving?” you replied. “Next year your have your final year together so no he’s not leaving,” he said. “If we pass,” you whispered as he placed his finger on your lips. “You will,” he whispered still being your biggest supporter after everything.

A car beeped startling him. “Hurry up will you,” Hwanwoong shouted out the car window. “I better go,” he said pulling you in for one last hug as he kissed your head several times, savouring every kiss knowing it’s the last.

“Will I ever see you again?” you said tears clouding your view. “I’m Kim Youngjo, your very own Ravn, I’m sure your see me around,” he smirked before pulling you close, letting his lips press yours. The warmth of his tongue slipping in as you kissed one final last time.

Tears falling on both of you as he stepped back smiling before walking away. Your heart ached as you sobbed as he got in the car, taking one last look your way before getting in and driving off. Junhee’s warm arms pulled you in as your heart broke from every emotion you had held on to. “It’s ok, I got you,” he said cradling you as you sobbed hard.

You was helping Yuchan pack some of his stuff. “You’re only going for a couple months,” you scoffed at the items cluttering up for your summer break back home. “Hey I need every single item,” he pouted before You heard a crashing sound come from Sehyoon’s room.

You walked down the corridor knocking on the door. “Everything ok in there?” you called out. “Sehni,” you said panicking opening the door to find Sehyoon on the floor by his bed, looking shocked with broken Lego on the floor. You looked at the model that you previously broke and couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s not funny Yiseo,” he cursed which made you laugh harder. “It is, it really is. I told you months back that it really did fall when I shut this door and you didn’t listen, now it’s happened to you,” you chuckled. “You really are annoying,” he cursed earning a heavier chuckle. “Good because your an asshole,” you said helping him pick the Lego pieces up.

You noticed the pictures around the room, some of them had been hidden for months. “Did you do all these?” you said standing to walk closer to them. “Yes I do them when I’m feeling low, sad or any emotion to think of it,” he replied. “What about that one?” you said walking towards the one right at the back. The one you was seconds from seeing when you had that argument. “That’s my most prized painting,” he said. “Can i look?” you asked, him humming as he nodded. As you pulled gently on the sheet covering it, it unearthed the most beautiful painting as you gasped when you recognised the woman in it.

“Wow is that?” you asked pausing. “Yes Yiseo that’s you,” he confirmed, your hands trailing down the beautiful portrait that he did of you in a field of sunflowers.

“Why the sunflowers?” you asked remembering he once brought you them saying they gave positive energy. “Because you are my positive energy in a challenging field,” he replied. “You can be the damn sweetest sometimes,” you smiled as you leaned into him, he pulled his arms around your waist pressing kisses to your forehead.

“You taking that home or leaving it here for next term,” you asked. “I’m leaving it, I got the real one now to hold onto while I’m away,” he said turning you to face him to kiss you, his kisses every bit as passionate. “A calls not the same,” you said panting. “Oh didn’t Yuchan tell you,” he said raising an eye brow with a mischevious grin. “No no he didn’t,” you said intrigued. “Well come on then tell me,” you demanded after seconds more of his silence.

“We live in the same home town in fact we live in the same road, we always have,” he chuckled. Your brain paused as you tried to focus.

“There was once a younger boy who moved to town to a garden full of Sunflowers. He met a beautiful girl in his road but she was too beautiful to even notice the likes of him. So he watched her grow into the beautiful woman and watched her leave. Imagine his surprise when that same girl joined the same uni then his,” Sehyoon said cherishing each memory of you as your face dropped.

“Your the sunflower boi,” you said surprised. “But you was so so quiet,” you said blinking remembering the times he avoided your words. “How did I not recognise you?” you scoffed.

“Your memory didn’t, but your body did,” he said winking. “Plus in the year before i came here I worked hard in the gym, this didn’t just appear over night,” he said chuckling.

“Omg you must think I’m so vain not recognising you,” you said with your hands stroking his arms.

Sehyoon Pushed your hands away. “No because it was fun wooing you with the confident version of me.” He said pulling you into another passionate kiss.

“But Yuchan?” You questioned remembering him not realising you was brothers. “Well I’m not the only one that’s changed the way we looked then to now,” he scoffed as you smiled, admiring his equalling glow up.

“Will you put your boyfriend down and come help,” you heard your brother call down the hallway. You rolled your eyes smirking at Sehyoon as you pictured the sensitive blushing quiet teen he was. “Come on sunflower boi,” you said swatting his ass, before making him chase you towards your struggling brother.

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ONEUS When They Accidentally Say Something That Hurts Their S/O

Summary: How would ONEUS react when they realize they accidentally said something hurtful to their S/O?

Word Count: 1,800 words

Pairing: Reader x Members / Characters: GenderNeutral!Reader; Kim Youngjo (Ravn); Lee Seoho (Seoho); Kim Geonhak (Leedo); Lee Keonhee (Keonhee); Yeo Hwanwoong (Hwanwoong); Son Dongju (Xion);

Rated: E / Warnings: Very slight weight mention (Keonhee's) / Genre: Very slight angst; Fluff;

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Kim Youngjo (Ravn)

He would catch himself and apologize immediately. He would do everything in his power to keep you from leaving--he doesn't want you to be apart and leave an argument unresolved. And he'd beat himself up for hurting you.

You had entered the studio and spotted your boyfriend, Youngjo, hunched over the table with a headset over his ears, still hard at work. He was absolutely oblivious to the fact that it's almost midnight.

When you had asked him to come home with you, he had agreed. But you had mentioned that he hadn't been home all day, and said that he needed to take care of himself and that he's been neglecting himself, and he got upset.

"You wouldn't understand, you aren't an idol," he snaps. You freeze, and feel your shoulders sag and your heart drop.

Youngjo must see your face drop, because before you can turn back to the door to leave, he has his arms around you, hugging you, holding you tightly.

"I'm sorry, baby, I shouldn't have said that. That was unfair to say," he says. You don't respond, and he continues. "Please, don't go. That wasn't fair. I'm sorry, baby."

He pulls away and cups your face to look at you. "Baby, are you okay? Please say something."

You inhale. "That was mean," you say finally. He exhales, relieved that you've responded, and nods.

"Yes, it was. I'm a bad boyfriend," he says. "Let me apologize. I'll take a day off tomorrow, okay? Tomorrow, it's just me and you, okay?"

You sniff. "You don't have to. I just want you to take care of yourself."

"I want to," he says. "Let's go home, baby."

Lee Seoho (Seoho)

Seoho would have to be really tired or upset to say something hurtful to you, as he's usually very careful with his words. But he knows that whatever he said was not justified. The moment he realizes what he said, he'd apologize.

"Seoho," you call out when you arrive home. You kick off your shoes and  head to the bedroom, where Seoho should be--his practice ends before your work. You two had planned to go out grocery shopping today.

"Seoho? Are you upstairs?" you ask as you climb up the stairs to the bedroom. There's no response, that came to my texts and didn't want me in my life I just wanted to be able and not just be you continue up. You note that the door is open, and peek into your bedroom to see Seoho on the bed, phone in hand. His eyes are trained on his phone, and he doesn't seem to even notice your presence. 

"There you are," you murmur. He still doesn't respond, and you realize he has his earbuds in. You walk over in front of him and wave at him until he sees you and removes one earbud.

"Oh, Y/N," he says, blinking up at you. "You're home."

You nod. "Yup. I was calling for you. We should go grocery shopping before the sun's down, so we can have time to make dinner."

Seoho sighs, and mutters to himself, "Annoying."

You stare at him. "What? Excuse me? I'm annoying?"

He frowns at you, looking confused for a second before his eyes widen. "Wait, no, I didn't mean it like that. Let me explain."

He takes your hand and pulls you to sit next to him on the bed. You frown at him, but wait for him to explain.

"I was just. Exhausted from work. I meant that going out and being busy was annoying. God, Y/N, I'm sorry, that came out wrong," he says.

"No no, it's alright," you say, ruffling his hair, and he smiles sweetly at you. "Maybe I can go shopping for us?"

He shakes his head. "Stay with me."

"Mmkay. We can just order takeout today instead? And get groceries tomorrow?"

He nods, and you smile, pressing a kiss to his temple.

Kim Geonhak (Leedo)

Right away, Geonhak would realize he went too far. He'd stop right away and apologize profusely. He'd know that he needs a bit of space or a short break to breathe, before apologizing and talking with you.

"Geonhak, you can't not respond to my texts or anything and expect me to have made dinner for two ready," you say. "You've been missing dinner for the past week and have been eating it at , and when I asked if you wanted me to make dinner for us both tonight

"You wouldn't get it," Geonhak says dismissively. "You aren't an idol, we have schedules and practice. I couldn't find the time. But of course you wouldn't get it. I just don't have the time."

You pause, absorbing his words. "You didn't have the time at all today to text me, is that it?" you ask, eyes tearing up. "Alright. Well, I'll make sure to make lunch again."

You can see Geonhak's face change. His eyes widen in shock, and he reaches out to grab your hands before you can turn away.

"Y/N, I didn't mean it like that," he says. "I just had a really stressful day. That was wrong of me to say, I'm so sorry Y/N. Let me just. Take a breath in the next room for a minute, okay? I'll be right back, I need a second."

You nod, and he exits the room. You're used to this. Not him accidentally saying something hurtful, but him often getting too worked up and having to take a breath. But after that, it always works out.

When he returns, he apologizes again for what he said. And then, he explains that he did lose track of time, due to a surprise interview and loads of practice. You two talk it over much calmer this time, and he apologizes again for what he said.

Lee Keonhee (Keonhee)

Keonhee would never say anything mean about you, but he might say something a little harsher than intended, or maybe with a bad tone. But the moment that he realizes what he said, he would instantly stop and apologize profusely. He'd beat himself up about hurting you like that.

You're curled up on your bed with your head on your boyfriend Keonhee's chest.

"Keonhee," you say, and he hums in acknowledgement. "Keonhee, I'm gonna go get some snacks, okay?"

He nods, and you push yourself up off of him, your hand pressed against his chest, and he lets out a loud groan.

"Ohhh gosh, you're heavy, Y/N," he says.

You feel a feeling of embarrassment wash over you and mumble a quick "Oh, sorry," as you remove your hands from his chest quickly.

"Ah, wait baby!" Keonhee grabs your hand quickly before you can go. He sits up and moves so he can sit in front of you. "I didn't mean your weight. You just, you pressed down on my chest really abruptly and it felt heavy."

You tilt your head, sort of understanding him. But not quite. Thankfully, he continues.

"I should have said 'ow, you pressed down on my chest really hard,'" he says, clutching at his chest to demonstrate what he should have done. You laugh a bit at his silliness, but resume your pouting. He takes your hands and presses a kiss to your knuckles. "I'm sorry, baby, I misspoke. Bad boyfriend, bad Keonhee. I'm so sorry, baby."

"It's okay, Keonhee," you say. "Only if you get snacks instead of me."

"Deal." He presses another kiss to your knuckles. "Love you baby."

Yeo Hwanwoong (Hwanwoong)

Hwanwoong doesn't always watch his words carefully, so feelings might get hurt on accident at times. But once he sees that something hurt you, he'd stop himself and apologize.

"Oh my gosh, there’s is a little harsher and I'm really looking for something that can help me get my own stuff done and then I can an audition for a small dance group!" you say, pausing your scrolling through your social media at the sight of an advertisement. You look at your boyfriend who sits on the other end of the couch. "Woong, should I audition."

"Oh no, Y/N," Hwayoung says, shaking his head. You pause, and nod slightly. You know he doesn't mean it in a hurtful way--you don't usually dance--but you've always been itnterested in it, even before you met him, and you'd hoped that joining a group would be a start.

"Yeah. Maybe you're right . . ." you say, and you see Hwanwoong look up in surprise.

"I didn't mean it like that, Y/N, I'm so sorry it came out like that. I just meant you don't have the practice yet," he says, standing up. He walks over and takes your hands, kneeling in front of you. "When's the audition? I can help you practice before then. How does that sound?"

You nod, looking at him kneeling with his face inches from yours, and you feel the corners your lips lift. "Sounds great, Woong."

"Perfect, when is it?" he asks. You look at the date.

"Two weeks."

"Oh, that's plenty of time! I'm sure you could be better than me by then!" He pokes your nose and you laugh a bit.

"Thank you, Woong."

Son Dongju (Xion)

Dongju doesn't usually say mean things. but if a disagreement gets really bad, or if he gets really mad,  he might get more easily caught up in his emotions or annoying and unintentionally raise his voice.

"Y/Nie," Dongju asks from the kitchen, and you look up from your spot on the couch.

"Yes DoongDoongie?" you ask.

"Did you see a bag of chips in the cupboard?"

"Oh yeah, I did," you say, worriedly. "Was that yours? I'm sorry," you say apologetically. "

He sighs. "Y/N," he grumbles to himself as he walks over and plops down on the other end of the couch from you. He pulls out his phone and starts scrolling, obviously fuming.

"Sorry, Dongju. Do you want me to go buy you some?"

"It's fine."

He shakes his head, "It's fine."

"Dongju--"

"Y/N, it's fine," he says. Not quite yelling, but his voice is definitely raised. You shrink into yourself.

"Alright," you say quietly.

"Y/N, sorry," he grabs your hand. "That was wrong. I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out like that."

You nod, not meeting his eyes. "It's okay. It's my fault."

"No, no. I shouldn't have raised my voice." He squeezes your hand. "Y/N, can you look at me?"

You look up at him, and see he's pouting at you.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I really am. Forgive me?"

You nod, humming gently. "I forgive you. Do you want me to buy you more chips?"

He thinks for a second. "Let's go together, okay baby?"

You smile. "Alright."

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it’s dongju’s fault // lee keonhee - requested

🌙 pairing:: lee keonhee  x reader 🌙 genre:: angst, fluff, husband!keonhee 🌙 based off this anon:: Hi!! Can i request a scenario with husband! Keonhee when they have like an argument and keonhee said something hurtful then the reader get out of the house to clear her mind! And please make it happy ending!! Thank you so much and please take your time no need to hurry and don’t stress your self, ily!❤️ 🌙 summary:: fighting with keonhee is rare, but when it does happen, it would last forever. this one in particular didn’t seem like it was going to end, until keonhee had enough of it, he decided to come talk to you. 

a/n: i’m so sorry for delaying this for so long but i hope you like this anon!

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we didn’t fight that often after we got married but when the time came, we fought for a long time. our fights would last months if we didn’t do anything to fix it. but one of us would end up giving in because we missed each other.  but this fight, i knew wasn’t going to end anytime now. 

“keonhee, for the last time, i promise that i wasn’t out with seoho. you’re the only person for me.” i looked at keonhee dead in the eye when he was questioning at the fact that he thought i was actually hanging out with seoho alone. i knew this fight was going to last a long time because seoho was always a topic of jealousy for keonhee. 

“that’s not what dongju told me. he saw the two of you at the movies and you’re really telling me that you weren’t with him?” he had started to scream at me while taking a sip of his drink that he had poured the minute he got home.

“keonhee. are you really trusting dongju? why are you so jealous of seoho? you know i love you!” i scoffed when he had believed dongju when he said that i was with seoho. i sat down on the chair sighing at the fact that we had this fight more than a 100 times.

“you never know what could happen. you’re the most unpredictable.” i knew that the minute he said this, he regretted it. i was shocked. did he really just hint at the fact that i could even think about cheating on him? 

“are you fucking kidding me right now?” i stood up walking over to the door before slamming the door open and walking out of it. i couldn’t take it anymore. i was pissed. i ran as fast as i could and where did i end up? the apartment of all of keonhee’s best friends. seoho, youngjo, hwanwoong, and dongju. 

“y/n are you seriously not going to talk to him?” youngjo walked into the kitchen when i was making their breakfast. my phone had rung the past two weeks nonstop, so youngjo finally decided to say something. hwanwoong laughed from where he was sitting then dongju came running into the kitchen when he realized that i was making breakfast for them.

“no. i’m never going to. i told you, he was the one that fucked up. i didn’t even do anything wrong. everyone knows that seoho and i are best friends. son dongju was the one that fucked up.” i rolled my eyes and winked at seoho when he laughed nodding at me. he then walked over to me throwing his arm around my shoulder to stick his tongue out at dongju. 

“i said i was sorry.” he pouted and just as we laughed at him, there was a knock at the door. i kept laughing at him as i walked over to the door opening it to make eye contact with keonhee. i slammed the door and turned around to face the boys who were staring at me with lots of confusion. i mouthed his name and they all ran towards me pushing me out of the way to pull open the door pulling keonhee into the house. 

“y/n? please talk to me.” he walked up to me and put both arms around my waist pulling me towards him pressing kisses onto my face. this wasn’t going to do anything but it was cute. 

“you have five minutes.” i scoffed pushing him away glaring at the rest of the boys to get out of the room so i could talk to keonhee. 

“i didn’t mean what i said. love, i know you would never do that. seoho is your best friend and i don’t know why i thought you would do that to me. you’re unpredictable and that’s why i love you. i can’t do anything without you, it’s weird that you’re not there for me to talk to when i get home. please forgive me baby. i love you so much.” he smiled putting both hands on my cheeks before kissing my forehead. 

“i love you too baby.” i rolled my eyes pressing my lips to his. i giggled when he wrapped his arms around my waist before swinging me around in a whole bunch of circles. 

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REQUEST: Anon asked: “Xion teasing you when he finds out you have a crush on him, even though you’re a little bit older? (but he low key has a crush on you too.)”

Pairing: Son Dongju x Reader Genre: Fluff, Light Angst Warning: Descriptions of anxiety, Language  WC: 978

A/N: Alrightie nonnie, thanks for being patient with me! Dongju is my precious boi and I wanted to do him justice! I’m not sure how well i did on the prompt but i tried! I have learned that for him I am the ultimate perfectionist, he deserves that from me. I hope you enjoy nonnie <333

This was a mistake. 

You knew that you should have kept your feelings close, knew that Dongju wouldn’t like you in that way but you still told him anyway. Yet, you never expected for him to start laughing right after your confession. It hurt a lot more than you would like to admit, but you tried your best to steel your facial expression as you waited for Dongju to finish. It would only be worse if you started crying right now.

As his laughter subsided, he was left with the brightest of smiles you had ever seen grace his face. If only it wasn’t because he was laughing at you, if only it were just out of happiness and not at your expense. You couldn’t meet his beautiful caramel gaze any longer, the anxiety creeping through your system like a plague. You could feel your hands trembling lightly, so you gripped them together in front of you for some semblance of comfort without showing how upset you were.

“Alright, alright you got your laugh. I get it, it’s hilarious that I’m crushing on you.” You muttered, trying to play along like you weren’t hurt. It would be better that way, less awkward if you wanted to try and salvage some semblance of your former relationship. Swallowing your pride, and what little dignity you had left, you continued, “We can, totally just forget this happened and just never talk about it again. I promise I won’t make things weird.”

“Nope.” Dongju didn’t even let you finish your thought before denying your words. Your heart sunk, you hadn’t thought that it would be like this but you were truly regretting listening to Gunhak. 

“Seriously, Dongju it’s fine. I really don’t want these feelings to get between our friendship.” If it was possible for your heart to break more, then it would have shattered further as he shook his head. 

“Too late, friendship officially ruined.” He still held that sickeningly sweet smile on his face as he took a step towards you. It took everything you had to not back away from him, or hell, run away just out of embarrassment and pain. “Relationship started, well if you want me to be your boyfriend.” 

You were floored by his words, did he seriously just pull that shit? For a moment you started questioning, why exactly you liked him, but that was a dumb question because you knew exactly why. You had fallen for that mischievous twinkle in his eye when he decides to mess with his Hyungs, the way he loved teasing those closest to him, the way people thought he was intimidating when really he was one of the sweetest people you had ever met. Well...when he wasn’t pulling shit like this. 

He couldn’t stop smiling as he waited for your response, reaching out and taking your hands into his own and swinging them lightly. 

“Were you worried I didn’t like you cause you’re older than me?” He questioned, tilting his head slightly as that familiar twinkle found its way into his eyes. “I mean, I can still love you even if you’re a dinosaur.” 

You scoffed, pulling one of your hands from his grasp so that you could lightly slap his shoulder. Which once again prompted a laugh from the male, who then proceeded to lean forward and press his forehead into your shoulder. “You’re my favorite dinosaur. My ancient baby.” 

“Dongju, I’m only a few years older than you.” He ignored your argument in favor of continuing to list off things that were old, as if they were going to be his new pet names for you. 

“My Pangea. I like that one, I might have to keep it.” He leaned back just enough so that he could flash a playful grin in your direction. “Kiss me once if you like the name, and kiss me twice if you hate it. “

“Or maybe I don’t kiss you at all, just to be mean back?”

“Noooooo.” He quickly let your hands go so that he could snake his arms around your waist as he whined loudly in your ear. Typical Dongju attitude when things don’t go his way, letting his body weight drop onto your frame which forced you to quickly wrap your arms around him so that neither of you fell. “Pleaseeee, my beautiful Pangea, please give me kisses? I deserve them.” 

“What will I get in return?”

“You...get to kiss me?”

“Dongju!!”

His lower lip jutted out in the most pitiful pout and you were almost certain he learned that from Dongmyeong. Despite knowing what he was doing you couldn’t stop yourself from adhering to his request. 

It was a bit awkward with how he was standing, almost curled around you, but you did it. Gently cupping his cheek, you pulled his face closer to yours and pressed your lips ever so slightly against his. Almost as if he were a fire and you were scared to get too close, just incase this was just a big joke to him. Despite your fear, as soon as your lips met his kissed back with much more force than you were expecting. Turning your feather light kiss into one filled with a passion you weren’t aware lived inside of Dongju. His teeth gently nipped at your bottom lip, and you vaguely wondered how much more you would get bitten by the man now that you were a couple (?). 

After a heat filled moment, he pulled away with a smug grin on his face as if he had just cheated some kind of prize out of you. Your breathing was much heavier than before and you found yourself almost embarrassed as he stared at you.

“Looks like Pangea’s you’re new nickname.”

Without hesitation, you grabbed his cheeks between your hands and firmly kissed him once more.

“Absolutely not.”

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Consequences -「Son Dongju」

♠ - exorcist!Xion X demon!Reader

♠ - genre: exorcist!au, angst, suggestive

♠ - words: 1,8K

♠ - A/N: I know my stories are not the best, but I still hope they are not terrible. I would need more words to do a good story but unfortunately I don’t have the time. Please, forgive me, everyone♥

♠ - 4th October -  ♠ creeptober ♠

♠ - warnings - mentions of religion, disrespect of sacred place, mentions of blood, exorcism, coercion

♠  - English is not my first language, so please, excuse my mistakes

 Dongju was a regular boy from the countryside. Hardworking, generous, kind, peaceful and devoted to his faith in God, the good and bad, and the afterlife. Since he was a little boy, he wanted to work for the church, and not because of money or prestige. He just wanted to help people and lead them to be better. Because he believed everyone is kind in their true nature.  His parents were intensely proud when he got accepted to the theology school as a common farmer child, but they said he has unique qualities and determination to be part of God's servants.

 Soon, he didn't know why, but Dongju started to find interest at the more of a dark spectrum of his faith. It didn't mean he wanted to become a sinner. He just became captured by all the dark myths surrounding him, and the fascination of the other side of the coin.  Exorcism fascinated him the moment he got to know about it, and even though it was hard, sometimes even sad or disgusting to look at what was happening, he didn't give up.

  Soon he became very good at his job of casting out demons off from bodies of innocent people. Until one time...

 The moon was in the first quarter that night when Dongju arrived in a small village on the Han River. He came on the request of the head of the village, who sent a letter asking for help for his supposedly possessed daughter. And it turned out it was the case.

 Dongju was next to her bed for the whole night, trying to get the stubborn evil spirit out of the young girl's body. The demon was talking throught her. First just making fun of him, but as time was passing by, the demon used the girl's body to start touching Dongju in places that weren't appropriate.  As this started, Dongju took her hand in his and started saying out loud prayers, begging higher powers to kick the evil spirit out while intensely looking into the girl's eyes, making sure the demon can hear and see him clearly throught the young girl.

 The screams of agony were echoing throught the house as the method was finally working, and the painful process of the stubborn demon leaving without its permission started.  The girl's hand where Dongju was holding the rosary started burning, causing the smell of scorching human flesh to fill the room. Her eyes went up, the iris not even seen anymore, mouth opened in suffocating scream and the body trembling in an inhuman manner.

 "Crux sancta sit mihi lux, not draco sit mihi dux..." that was the beginning of the prayer Dongju was repeating.  "Vade retro satana, Nunquam suade mihi vana..." he continued even throught the screams and the girl biting his arm, piercing his skin and little creek of blood were falling down the rosary and then to the floor.  "Sunt mala quae libas, Ipse venena bibas." he finished with the last part saying that what they are offering is not wanted and the entity should drink their own venom.

 As he looked the last time deep in girl's eyes, he fell into a vision.

 He suddenly saw the face of a woman. The woman had white eyes and a smirk playing on her red lips.  Her voice resonated in his mind like an echo, "You think you this ends here?" she chuckled, "We'll meet soon... Son Dongju." and that was the moment the illusion in his mind fell apart, and he came back to reality, kneeling next to the bed holding the burned girl's hand, bleeding himself.

 After that, everything went smooth like usually. Dongju was happy that the family gave him some little money and cooked dinner. Yes, he was starving, and yes, he was in need of money also.  He was one of the best exorcists, but the church distanced themselves from him a long ago when he didn't agree to scam people out of money even when the humans around them wasn't possessed, just ill.

 Since then he was travelling, trying to earn money and then sending them to his parents because their business wasn't going really well and they were both ill.

 He thanked the family, took his things and probably an hour before sunrise, he got on his journey back home. As he was passing a church that was in the same village, he decided to go in, pray for a while, and think about the vision he got.

 As he opened the heavy wooden door, the cold air and smell of myrrh hit his senses. It was familiar and felt safe. Nothing bad could happen in this saint place.  He got on his knees in front of the altar, connected his hands, closed his eyes and started praying, thanking the higher power that he could save the young girl this night.

 "Well, well, well... who we got here, huh? Isn't it the same punk who forced me out of that body and interrupted my fun time?" suddenly a smooth women voice echoed through the church.  Dongju's eyes immediately opened he stood up and quickly looked for the source of the dangerously seductive voice.

 He froze to the ground as he saw an actual demon for the first time in front of him. How did he know? Well, it was more than obvious.  Her eyes purely white, giving no clue of actual living being inside. Her raven black hair was falling to her thighs, and her ashy skin was looking too unhealthy for blood even pulsating underneath. Her sharp nails painted in same black colour as her plump lips.

 Dongju immediately squeezed his rosary, "How did you get here? This is a sacred place!" he shouted at her not exactly sure what he should do since he was never in such a situation before.  "Sacred? Here? Ha! Let me laugh. This place was never even consecrated, my dear. Why you think this place has the most possession cases, huh?" she chuckled and smirked, looking at his handsome being up and down.

 Dongju just gulped but didn't say anything. She rolled her eyes even though he couldn't see, because of the white colour.  "Look, I don't want to hurt you," she started slowly walking 'down the aisle' to him, but he immediately showed the rosary up, trying to protect himself in panic.  "Woah, Woah... slow down, baby boy. I said I don't want to hurt you." she said stopping a couple of meter in front of him.

 "Then what do you want?" he asked.  "I wanna work with you. As simple as that." she smiled.  "W-what?" he was confused now.  "You know... I would possess someone's body, and you will easily get 'rid of me' and get the reward, which we would spread in half. Good plan, right?" she leaned her head to the side as if it was the most normal thing happening.

 Dongju was slowly going crazy. This wasn't real, right?  "No... this... you.." he pointed at the female demon, " you are not real. This is just a dream, or I'm too tired, and it is happening just in my head." he said taking a deep breath, trying to calm down.

 "Oh, it is very much real, baby boy." she walked to him, "Should I show you how much?" she whispered with a smirk.  Dongju at that moment put the rosary at the side of her neck, making the demon scream in pain and walk back two steps.  

 "Ouch! That hurt, you know?!" she held the place when he burned her ashy skin a bit.

 "No, you are not real. I'm just hallucinating. I saw you before when I was helping that girl, it is just my imagination." he was trying to lie to himself again because he was a little scared now.

 "It was me, you idiot!" she sighed in annoyance. "Ok, I'll help you to believe. And because you interrupted my fun in that human's body, you can see it as a punishment," she said with a smirk on her face.  In a matter of one second, she was standing behind Dongju and hilding him under the neck. That was the moment the young exorcist finally accepted that this is real, and a real demon is going to kill him.

 "Oh, no, no, no. I won't kill you," she said.  "Y-you know how to read my mind?" he gulped as her long nails scratched his neck slightly.  "And not just that... don't worry your punishment will be pleasant, I promise," she whispered the last two words.

 The beautiful but freaky demon girl suddenly connected their bodies as close as possible, "Just relax and enjoy..." she smirked as she slowly pushed herself into his body, becoming part of him, possessing him.

 Dongju suddenly just heard her voice in his head. "Mmm, your body is strong and healthy." she giggled, "What a pretty young man we have here?" she chuckled and moved with his hand without him approving.  "Leave me alone!" he shouted in his mind.  He could see and feel everything throught his eyes and body but just couldn't control any of his body parts.

 "Let's have some fun since you ruined my last entertainment." she chuckled in his mind and sat his body down on the bench, the one right in front of an altar.  "Now let's show your Lord how he created you in his image." she giggled.

 Dongju's hands moved under her power and started buttoning down his dress shirt and pulling down his trousers slowly.  "What? NO! Let me go, you insane demon!" he whined in his mind.  "No. I have a weak spot for handsome cute humans, I wanna you to enjoy yourself." she chuckled again.

 She took down finally his underwear and here he was. Completely under demons control, naked in front of an altar.

 "Please, let me go. I..." he didn't even finish the sentence as his hand under your power took his bare member and started stroking up and down in slow teasing motions.  Dongju whined in his mind. It felt so bad, so embarrassing, so degrading, but the actual physical pleasure as his hand was going faster under the demon woman control was undeniable and liked the feeling even though he was disgusted by himself.

 "Your mind can try to stop me, but your body wants it so bad. I'm a very polite demon but no one interrupts my fun without consequences," she smirked when he finally moaned as she made him grip his already hard cock tighter.  "Maybe I'll let you have your fun with me later because I saw how you were looking at me, baby boy." she was having so much fun torturing the young man.

 "But now your consequences are that I'll make you cum right here, on the altar of your lord so he can see you clearly..."