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ghstzzn · 4 days

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princess treatment | c.yj & k.th

pairing(s): choi yeonjun x f!reader x kang taehyun genre: smut, one shot, friends with benefits, porn with context warnings/tags: unprotected sex, threesome, multiple orgasms, rough sex, degradation, oral (m! rec), manhandling, mean doms!taejun, fingering, double penetration, yeonjun is taunting and chatty, taehyun is just mean. petnames (baby & princess) name calling (slut, whore & bitch) ++ clubbing, drinking. also there is not a single kiss or makeout sesh in this lol

summary: the birthday girl gets what she wished for.

note: my dreamsum. god bless the frat boy daddy line. special tag to @sammylvr bc shes been waiting SO long for this & thx for letting me yap for over a month abt this... word count: 3.8k oops

You had two ideas in mind for how this night could end; either it ending with you blacking out and waking up with possible alcohol poisoning, or with you ending up in a stranger's bed getting the best (most mid) dick of your life.

Again, you had.

Now, you found yourself playing with fire. Two tall, scorching hot fires.

A dumb smile played on your lips as you went back and forth between Taehyun and Yeonjun throughout the night. Bending over to softly speak into one of their ears under the claim that the clubs music was too loud, or your touch that lingered on their arms and chest, giggling at whatever they said–even bending over in your tiny black skirt as you reached for your cup of overpriced liquor that you accidentally left on the other side of the table.

You’ve had your fair share of the two men, not knowing ever where your relationship stood with either of them. But, you couldn’t care less, you were young and having fun–plus, everyone and their mothers were aware that you occasionally fuck one of the two best friends. What they don’t know is that it’s been at least a month since the last interaction, physical and verbal, with both of them.

It wasn’t a huge falling out with them, but it was awkward and eye opening (and very self destructive.) Simply put, you woke up one day and realized you needed to stop fucking two of your closest friends. Though, it didn’t go well with either Yeonjun or Taehyun.

The two were adamant about the entire situation not even meaning anything to them, and that friends could fuck and share their girls without any strings attached or hurt feelings. And while you agreed, you couldn’t hide the disappointment that lingered in your chest. After that conversation, you slowly distanced yourself from the two, hoping that fate would take it into its own hands and fix your friendship for you. They would regularly reach out to you and you wouldn’t always ignore them (you also took Yeonjun in a bathroom at some random house party but no one needed to know.)

You also couldn’t deny the way your body continued to crave them with each. passing. day. It was frustrating–the way you were scared of losing them but still had sinful dreams of them taking your body like it was nothing. Both of them.

God, you needed them again.

Tonight started out weirdly. One of your best friends, Yunjin, jokingly suggested you invite the two to your birthday party at the club, but the suggestion turned serious when she said, “wait, but like, what if they actually come?” “Plus, they’d surely open their wallets if they did show up. Just do it!”

You should’ve expected them to show up though, they were or are some of your closest friends.

It was awkward for you at first, but it wasn’t long before your mind cleared and realized that; fuck it, its your birthday and you deserve to have a little fun. Your plans from earlier completely thrown out the window as your third eye opened and your chakra lined up (a.k.a you totally just wanted to fuck with the two the entire night, again, it’s your birthday and you’re just a girl afterall.)

“How much have you had to drink?” Taehyun asks, his hand on your knee as you sit as close as possible to him in the booth.

“Honestly, not much at all.”

Taehyun nods slowly at your reply and you just send him a tight lipped smile. A new song starts playing, making you gasp and shout how much you loved this song. Before Taehyun could say anything, you stood up, using his upper thigh to help you stand. He takes a deep breath as he watches you skip away into the crowd, throwing your arms around your friend's neck. His gaze leaves yours, only to find Yeonjun who flickered his eyes between your figure and his own. Taehyun quickly gulps the rest of his drink down before standing, a plan forming in his own mind.

You knew exactly what you were doing

And if you thought they’d have moved on from you–oh, were you dead wrong.

You were quick to notice Taehyun's figure moving around the club, you couldn’t pin down his stone cold expression, whether he was upset or not–no one could know.

You tried to follow your eyes to where he was headed, but the crowded dance floor made it almost impossible. Taking a few deep breaths, you silently decide to tone it down and go back to dancing, hoping to avoid Taehyun and Yeonjun for at least an hour–or the rest of the night.

But maybe your not-so-innocent game has backfired on you.

You didn’t know how much time passed, but the dance floor was starting to wear you out and you definitely needed a five minute breather. Tapping Yunjin's shoulder, you quickly shout that you were going to go grab a drink, she sends you a thumbs up and you squeeze your way out of the crowd.

As you near the bar, you notice Taehyun and Yeonjun sitting next to each other. You reach the bar, quickly ordering a water and some random vodka mix. When you turn your head, your eyes meet Yeonjun's, who leaned back against the bar with an arm thrown over the back of the bar stool, sending you a sweet smile. Taehyun followed his line of vision, his eyes scanning over your body as he notices you. The bartender returns with your water and other drink, and feeling pressured by the two men’s gaze, you slowly make your way towards them.

“Ah, there’s the birthday girl!” Yeonjun greets you, “Where have you been, princess? Missed you over here.”

You set your drinks down next to theirs on the bar, throwing a thumb over your shoulder towards the dance floor. “Dancing. It hasn’t even been a full thirty minutes since I last saw the both of you.”

Taehyun takes a swig of his drink before replying, “Thirty minutes drags by when you aren’t running your hands all over the both of us every five minutes.”

You shyly avert your gaze from him, earning a chuckle from Yeonjun.

“Are you guys enjoying your night?”

You face Taehyun again, expecting an answer from him. Yeonjun stands from his stool, stepping behind you, his breath hitting your ear. You shiver at the sudden closeness.

“That’s what you're curious about?” Taehyun questions, leaning back in his seat.

“Well, I-”

Yeonjun cuts you off, “What happened to the handsy girl from earlier? Thought you were gonna come over here with more obvious neediness.”

You only bite your bottom lip in response, suddenly feeling hot with Yeonjun's hands ghosting over your waist and Taehyun's gaze burning into you. “Obvious?”

Taehyun lets out a dry laugh at your meak response. You couldn’t linger on his reaction with Yeonjun's fingers trailing down your back, his eyes falling on the miniskirt you were wearing. Suddenly, he pushes you towards Taehyun, softly but still enough to have you stabilize yourself with your hands on his thighs.

“What’s wrong, princess? Feeling okay?” Taehyun asks. You look at him with confusion written all over your face.

Did he miss how Yeonjun practically threw you at him?

“I’m… fine?” You remove your hands from his thighs, earning a look from him that you can’t quite read.

Yeonjun lays the back of his hand against your cheek, his chest flush with your back.

“You sure? You’re feeling hot,” he presses, “we should get you home.. Don’t want you getting sick here on your birthday, no?”

You turn halfway to face Yeonjun, blinking at both men. Taehyun was mumbling something about telling your friends that you’d be leaving and grabbing your bag while Yeonjun softly brushed a piece of hair behind your ears, smiling widely at you.

Sat in between the two in the backseat of an uber, you fiddle with your bag nervously. Yeonjun made small talk with the driver as his hand laid on your thigh, his pinky finger drawing circles right under the hem of your skirt. Taehyun on the other hand had his arm rested against the car door, eyes fixed on your exposed thighs. You only stared straight at the windshield in front of you.

The drive back to Yeonjun’s high rise felt almost suffocating, and not exactly in a bad way. The stunt they pulled back at the club was enough to tell you what was happening next, but when you read their faces–you only see emotions that make you want to apologize.

Leaning into Taehyun slightly as Yeonjun continues his conversation with the driver, you catch his attention, “I’m sorry, by the way. I didn’t mean to gh-”

“Doesn’t matter now–we can talk about it later if it bugs you that bad.” He cuts you off. You nod and settle back against the seat, Yeonjun’s hand squeezing your thigh as he shoots you a small smirk. He leans back into the seat, ending his conversation with the driver, who ends up turning the radio up.

“You’ll show us how sorry you are, won’t you?” His lips graze your ear, each word sending goosebumps down your neck.

When you don’t reply, he only asks again, traveling his hand further up your skirt reaching his fingers under the band of your flimsy underwear. You breathe out a small yes, drawing a chuckle out of Yeonjun, who places a kiss against your head.

“Good girl.”

Suddenly, Taehyun is grabbing your hand and helping you out of the car. The journey up to the apartment is a blur as you’re too busy trying to steady your pounding heart.

As soon as you enter the apartment, he throws your bag and any other belongings he was carrying onto the couch while Yeonjun has his hands firmly on your waist from behind.

“I mean, seriously.” Yeonjun is barely centimeters away from your ears, his hands sliding up your waist to grab at the end of your skimpy top. “One moment she's completely ghosting her two best friends, and the next moment she's all over them like a whore.”

You gulp at his words, the insult going straight to your core. “That’s not–I wasn’t trying to gho-”

“Oh, no baby, it’s okay~.” There’s a pause. “Right, Taehyun?”

You look up from the ground, suddenly inches away from Taehyun. You were now sandwiched in between the two men.

“Get out of that head of yours. You’re the only one convincing yourself that this is wrong.” He repeats the same words spoken the night you brought it all up to them.

The one button holding your entire shirt together was undone in an instant and Yeonjun dragged the top down your arms slowly, making sure to trail his fingers along your skin.

“I’m sure she can make it up to us.” Taehyun replies flatly.

“Don’t worry, baby, it’s your birthday–it’ll be enjoyable for all of us.”

Standing just in your miniskirt in between the two men only made you grow hotter and wetter. The tension and cold air makes your nipples harden and by instinct you bring your arms to cover yourself–but Yeonjun is quick to grab them, shoving them behind your back.

“Just do what you're best at and take it, yeah?”

Taehyun steps out of the way as Yeonjun pushes you by your trapped wrists towards his bedroom. As soon as you enter, he shoves you, letting go of you in the process. You sit at the edge of the large bed clenching your thighs together, the wetness in between them is starting to become uncomfortable.

Yeonjun lets out a mocking laugh, “sitting so pretty for us, so cute how you know your place already. Giving me deja-vu right now, princess.”

He walks closer to you, standing directly in front of you, grabbing your chin and tilting it upwards at him. Yeonjun jerks his chin up, motioning for you to scoot back and you obey with zero hesitation, leaning back on your elbows towards the middle of the bed. He quickly runs his hands up your thighs, grabbing the band of your panties and yanking them off in one swift moment.

“She’s so wet, Taehyun.” He runs a finger down your soaking slit. “You were thinking about this back at the club weren’t you?”

You whimper as his fingers tease your core, slowly trailing from your clit to your hole.

“Answer him.” Taehyun speaks up from behind you. You feel the bed dip and a hand wrap around your throat, his thumb pushes your chin up, forcing you to stare up at him. “Did I stutter? Answer his question.”

He releases your chin and you look back at Yeonjun, who continues to play with you, an amused look on his face.

“Y-yes. Since the club…” You buck into his fingers. “Just wanted you both–so badly.”

Yeonjun shoves a finger inside of you, quickly curling his fingers drawing a gasp out of you. He was clearly pleased with your reply.

“What a whore..” Taehyun replies, voice low. “Ignored us for almost a month but quickly crawled back to both of us for some attention.”

His hand remained on your throat as Yeonjun kept pumping his fingers inside of you, adding another to stretch you out perfectly for them. You whine and lean back into Taehyun.

“Must’ve missed us badly, huh? Cunts squeezing my fingers like crazy.”

You choke out a moan when Yeonjun’s fingers curl into your sweet spot with each thrust of his hand, he smirks and lays his thumb on your clit, pushing you closer to your release.

“Mmm–more, please!” You whine out. He presses his thumb harder into your clit, jerking it in circles while he continues to work his fingers inside of you.

You bite your lip and gasp out loud as you cum onto his fingers, he continues these actions until you're shaking against Taehyun, who still has a firm grip on your throat–his other hand teasing your nipples.

Yeonjun pulls his fingers out of you, tapping your lips with them. “Suck.”

You let him shove his fingers into your mouth, tasting yourself on him as you wrap around his digits.

“So dirty.” Taehyun says, watching intently as you suck on Yeonjun's fingers desperately. “Turn around.”

Releasing Yeonjun's fingers, you slowly turn around, settling on your knees. Taehyun lifts himself off the bed, yanking his belt off and slowly unbuttoning his slacks. He lets go and motions for you to crawl to him. “Wanna keep putting that mouth to use?”

You nod, unzipping his pants and yanking them down along with his briefs just enough to release his hardened cock. He takes your head in his hands and moves you slightly as you pump him. Taehyun grabs your wrist and brings it to his own mouth and spits, wrapping your hand tightly around his cock.

You continue to pump him before bringing your head down to take him in your mouth. Before you could do so, your hips are being lifted harshley and Yeonjun kneels behind you, grinding into your wetness with his own cock.

“I didn’t tell you to stop.” Taehyun yanks your hair down to him.

Yeonjun lets out a breathy laugh as he enters you, stretching you out so well as Taehyun pushes his cock into your mouth at the same time.

You groan around him, slowly bobbing your head and wrapping your tongue around him. Yeonjun thrusts into you once more, finding his pace. The force of Yeonjun slamming into you has you throwing a hand against Taehyun's thigh, his hand in your hair stabilizing you even if it did hurt.

Your whimpers send vibrations through Taehyun's cock, making him throw his head back in pleasure. Eventually, with the pace Yeonjun set, it becomes too much and Taehyun's left to fucking your mouth on his own.

“Can’t even put that useless–fuck! Mouth to work.” He groans, shoving your head down on his cock. Tears fall down your cheeks at the roughness of both men. “Have to fuck you like a bitch, huh?”

Yeonjun continues to pound into you, smacking your ass harshly as Taehyun degrades you.

“She can’t have it any other way~.” Yeonjun calls out from behind you, letting out his own string of groans.

Taehyun suddenly thrusts into your mouth, causing you to choke around his cock. He only lifts your head to repeat the act. “Gonna swallow like a good girl?”

You nod quickly and he thrusts a few times before releasing deep into you mouth, you quickly force yourself to swallow so you don't start choking. Taehyun slips out of your mouth and releases your hair, dropping your head straight into the mattress.

Yeonjun take this advantage to fuck you more roughly, his hips slamming against your ass as he fucks you into the mattress. “Waited weeks for this–fuck, baby, taking me so well.”

“Mmm–cumming!” You practically scream against the comforter of his bed, “Please please please.”

Immediately, you’re regretting even speaking up because Yeonjun quickly pulls out, ripping away your second orgasm. You weakly lift yourself up, “W-why? Was so close..”

“Shut up,” He says as he flips you over, “Y’talk too much.”

He enters you once more with one swift thrust, sliding in out of your wetness at the same pace as before. “You should be more grateful, Y’know? Shouldn’t–ah.. even let you come at all.”

Your release quickly builds back up with the new angles Yeonjun thrusts into you at. Gripping his forearms, you whine something almost incoherent as you cum around his cock. He only continues his pace until his hips are stuttering.

Yeonjun quickly pulls out, pumping himself a few times before his warm seed is landing on your tits and stomach.

You barely get a second to breathe before Taehyun is sitting you up from behind. You let him lift you, your naive mind thinking they were done with you, bringing your own hands to wipe at the cum covering your torso.

Yeonjun smacks your hands away, “looks better that way.”

Taehyun continues lifting you up until you're settled on your knees once more and Yeonjun shoots you a sly smile, tapping your cheeks with his fingers before spinning you to face Taehyun.

You give him a confused look as he spreads your legs with his own, lining his cock up to your entrance.

“You didn’t seriously think we were done, did you?” He asks with a low voice, grinding his tip over your sensitive bud. “Wanna act like a slut–you get fucked like one.”

He doesn’t give you a chance to respond before sliding inside of your warmth, but he doesn’t move. Taehyun only sits still as if he was waiting on something–or someone.

Your eyes widen when you feel Yeonjun prodding at your entrance, “nngh–wait! Wont fit”

You turn your head to face Yeonjun, who doesn’t pay attention to your cries. Taehyun roughly grabs your chin to face him again.

“Don’t complain, you’ll take it.”

“It won’t.. You guys are t-too big.” You whine out.

Yeonjun coo’s at you from behind, slowly sinking his cock into you. Hot tears fall down your cheeks at the stretch. “Awe ~. Too big, huh?”

“Don’t act like you don't know the words to make this all stop.”

Yeonjun finally bottoms out inside of you, ripping a loud groan from your throat at the feeling of being stuffed full. Your head falls against Yeonjuns shoulder as Taehyun slowly starts to move.

Your body jolts with each thrust delivered from both men inside of you. Nothing but moans and whimpers escape your lips–never feeling this full in your life. Yeonjun and Taehyun were practically splitting you in half with both of their cocks, and you’re sure they aren't holding themselves together any better right now.

Taehyun hisses as he sets a pace for him and the man thrusting from behind, “s’fucking tight.”

You grip Taehyun's shoulder, an attempt to stabilize yourself because despite being sandwiched between the two–you still felt like you were going to fall over at any moment. You attempt to pull yourself to sit up straight, but two thrusts that were delivered was enough to knock you back into Yeonjun’s chest, who lets out a breathy laugh.

“You like this? Being filled so good–,” Yeonjun growls into your ear, “letting us fuck you however we want?”

You whimper in response, grip tightening on Taehyun’s shoulders.

“Can’t even respond,” Taehyun mutters, grabbing your cheeks roughly, “use your fucking words. Wanna hear it–tell us how good we’re fucking you.”

“Yesyesyes! S-so good, wanted this–fuck!”

“C’mon, baby, it’s not that hard.”

“Wanted it for so long..! Both of you–ah. Like this.” Your words are just as pathetic as the moans you let out. “Please, fuck!”

The grip Taehyun has on your hips is bruising as he continues to thrust roughly into you, Yeonjun doing his best to keep up with his friends pent up aggression, despite his second release nearing.

“Fuck–gonna cum.” Yeonjun pants. “Inside her.”

Taehyun slightly slows down as Yeonjun’s thrusts get sloppier. It’s not long before he’s stuttering and releasing inside of you, not wasting a second before pulling out to save himself from the overstimulation due to Taehyun's brutal pace.

The man still inside of you groans loudly before taking the chance and pushing you down onto the bed, manhandling your legs over his shoulders sloppily and fucking you deep into the mattress. Taehyun lands a smack onto your thigh and moves his other hand to your clit, rubbing at it with his thumb.

Your stomach bubbles up with the familiar heat and you cry out at the sensation. You try your hardest to alert the man of your orgasm, and you aren’t even sure if you could get the words out before clenching around him and cumming hard.

Taehyun continues to fuck into you, chasing his own release. You plead and whine that it’s too much but he doesn’t slow down once. His hips start to stutter as he bends your legs into your body, sloppily thrusting as he nears his orgasm.

“Fuckkk–.” He groans out before releasing deep inside of you. Taehyun rocks his hips a few more times before slowly pulling out, dropping your legs and sitting back on his knees to catch his breath.

“Took it like a whore, didn’t you?” You hear Yeonjun ask you, mockingly of course. Too tired to respond, you only pant and nod your head, giving him the response he wants.

“Good girl.” He chuckles. “Just means you can take more.”

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yournameloveskpop · 3 months

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Trinity House

Paring: officer! Soobin x Patient! Reader

Summery: officer was assigned to a case about Trinity house. During his case he meet y/n who don’t look like she belongs in a place like trinity house. Her innocence and childlike behaviour draws him in and wants to solve the case more.

What Soobin and Yeonjun find was something a lot darker about the house and staff.

Style: Police & Asylum AU, Fluff, Romance, happy ending, cute innocent childlike reader.

Warning: a bit of violence, human lab rats, manipulation, force, some abuse.

Word count: 7,209

In the midst of a bustling town stood Trinity House, a haven for those grappling with the intricacies of their own minds. Y/N, with her childlike demeanor and playful nature, was one of its residents. Her mother, concerned about her unpredictable behavior and fearing she might inadvertently harm someone, had decided that Trinity House was the safest place for her.

Despite the heavy circumstances, Y/N always managed to bring a light-hearted energy to the place. She was often seen skipping along the corridors, humming children's nursery rhymes, clutching her beloved teddy bear. Her wardrobe was a collection of doll-like dresses, each meticulously chosen to maintain her youthful aura.

One bright morning, as Y/N played near the front gate of Trinity House, a police car pulled up. Out stepped a tall, striking figure who immediately caught her attention. He approached the gate with a warm, inviting smile. Y/N's heart fluttered; she had never seen someone so handsome.

"Good morning," Officer Choi Soobin greeted, his voice as soothing as his smile. "I hope I'm not intruding."

Y/N, usually so buoyant, found herself bashfully silent, her eyes fixed on the newcomer. Soobin's presence was overwhelming, yet oddly comforting.

"I'm here on a routine check," Soobin explained, noticing her curious gaze. "Is everything alright here?"

Y/N nodded, still too shy to speak. She clutched her teddy bear tighter, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.

A staff member from Trinity House approached. "Officer Choi, welcome. Please, come in. We weren't expecting a visit today."

Soobin followed the staff member, glancing back at Y/N with a gentle smile. "And what's your name?" he asked, his tone friendly and engaging.

"I'm Y/N," she replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You have a beautiful name," Soobin complimented, making her blush. "And that's a lovely teddy bear you have there."

As they walked, Y/N's hand reached out and gently grasped Soobin's. The sudden contact startled him, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he looked down at their intertwined hands, a hint of surprise in his expression.

The staff member chuckled. "Y/N has a way of making friends quickly. Don't worry, Officer Choi, she's quite harmless."

Soobin's eyes softened, and he gave Y/N's hand a reassuring squeeze. "It's completely fine," he said, his voice filled with kindness. "I'm glad to have made a new friend today."

Y/N's cheeks turned a deeper shade of red. She had never felt this way before, especially not with someone she had just met. There was something about Officer Choi Soobin that made her feel safe and seen, a feeling she didn't know she was missing until now.

As they walked through Trinity House, Soobin continued to chat with Y/N, asking her about her favorite songs and her teddy bear. She found herself opening up, sharing little snippets of her life within these walls. He listened attentively, genuinely interested in her world.

"So, you like nursery rhymes?" Soobin asked, a playful tone in his voice.

"Yes," Y/N giggled, feeling more at ease. "They remind me of simpler times. Do you have a favorite song?"

Soobin thought for a moment. "I can't say I do, but I'd love to hear yours."

Encouraged by his interest, Y/N began to hum one of her favorite tunes. Soobin listened, a gentle smile on his lips. It was a moment of pure, innocent connection, one that transcended the walls of Trinity House and the labels that society had placed on Y/N.

As their tour came to an end, Soobin reluctantly released Y/N's hand. "I have to go now, but I hope to see you again, Y/N."

"Will you come back?" Y/N asked, a hopeful note in her voice.

Soobin nodded. "I will. Take care of yourself, and that teddy bear," he said, giving her one last warm smile.

As he walked away, Y/N felt a sense of longing, mixed with a newfound sense of happiness. Back in his car, Soobin's thoughts were still inside Trinity House, particularly with Y/N. He found it unsettling that someone as vivacious and innocent as her was confined within such walls. According to the staff, she hadn't caused harm to herself or others; she was just unusually childlike. It perplexed Soobin, creating a mix of curiosity and concern within him.

As he started the car, he reached for his walkie-talkie to report to his boss, Mr. Bang. “Nothing unusual to report, sir. The place is quiet, no signs of any disturbances or the rumored monsters.”

Mr. Bang's voice crackled through the speaker, laced with skepticism. “Alright, get back here and finish up your paperwork. We'll continue this investigation; something about that place doesn't sit right with me.”

At the office, Soobin was greeted by his colleagues – Yeonjun, Hueningkai, Taehyun, and Beomgyu. They were mid-discussion about their respective assignments when Beomgyu turned the topic to Trinity House.

“That place looks eerie from the outside,” Beomgyu remarked, shivering theatrically. “What’s it like in there, Soobin?”

Soobin leaned back in his chair, reflecting. “It’s quiet, calm even. Nothing out of the ordinary. But I have to go back tomorrow. Mr. Bang is insistent.”

Yeonjun, curious, leaned in. “What are the people like there? I’ve never been.”

Hueningkai chimed in, a bit too casually, “They're mentally ill, that's what the place is for.”

Soobin frowned at Hueningkai’s offhand comment. “It’s more complex than that. Everyone has a story, and they deserve our respect.”

Their conversation was interrupted by Mr. Bang, who stepped out of his office. “Soobin, I need that paperwork. And Yeonjun, you’re accompanying him tomorrow. We need extra eyes around that house.”

The next day, Soobin and Yeonjun arrived at Trinity House. Y/N was in the garden, her face lighting up when she saw Soobin. She waved excitedly, rushing towards the gate.

“Officer Choi! You came back!” Y/N exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

Soobin smiled warmly. “I promised, didn’t I? And this is my colleague, Yeonjun.”

Yeonjun, taken aback by her enthusiasm, waved awkwardly. “Hi, Y/N. Nice to meet you.”

Y/N looked curiously at Yeonjun, then back at Soobin. “Are you going to stay for a while today?”

“We have some work to do, but I hope we can chat for a bit,” Soobin replied, glancing at Yeonjun, who nodded in agreement.

As they entered the house, Y/N eagerly shared her favorite spots in the garden, her words bubbling with excitement. Soobin and Yeonjun listened, the former with a gentle, understanding smile, the latter with a growing sense of empathy.

Y/N suddenly stopped and looked at Soobin. “I want to show you something special today. Will you come with me?”

Soobin looked at Yeonjun, who gestured for him to go ahead. “Lead the way, Y/N.”

She led them to a secluded part of the garden where a small fountain bubbled. “I like to come here when I feel sad. It’s peaceful, don’t you think?”

“It is,” Soobin agreed, watching her face light up with joy.

Y/N then started singing a soft, melodic tune. Her voice was pure and soothing, and both officers found themselves captivated by the sound.

As she finished, Yeonjun clapped lightly. “That was beautiful, Y/N. You have a real talent.”

Y/N blushed, pleased. “Thank you. I like singing. It makes me happy.”

Soobin looked at her, his expression thoughtful. “Y/N, can I ask you something? How do you feel about being here, in Trinity House?”

Y/N paused, her smile fading slightly. “It’s safe here, but sometimes I feel... trapped. I want to see the world, experience new things.”

Her words struck a chord in Soobin. He realized how little of the world Y/N had seen, confined within the walls of Trinity House.

“We’ll come to visit when we can,” Soobin promised, a determined look in his eyes.

Y/N’s smile returned, brighter than before. “I’d like that very much.”

As they left, Yeonjun turned to Soobin. “She’s remarkable, isn’t she?”

Soobin nodded thoughtfully as they walked away from Trinity House. "Yes, she is. It's hard to believe someone like Y/N is here. She seems so... full of life, despite everything."

Yeonjun glanced back at the building, his expression contemplative. "Yeah, it's a bit of a paradox, isn't it? Being in a place meant for healing, yet feeling trapped at the same time."

"Soobin, do you think we're missing something about Trinity House?" Yeonjun asked as they got into the car. "There's something about that place that doesn't add up."

Soobin started the engine but paused before driving off. "I've been thinking the same thing. There’s a piece of this puzzle we’re not seeing."

The conversation lingered in Soobin's mind long after they returned to the station. He found himself at his desk, lost in thought, when Hueningkai approached.

"Hey, you've been quiet since you got back. Everything okay?" Hueningkai inquired, a hint of concern in his voice.

Soobin sighed, "I can't shake off this feeling about Trinity House. There's more to it than meets the eye."

Hueningkai sat down, intrigued. "Like what? Did you notice anything unusual?"

"Not exactly," Soobin admitted. "It's just a feeling. And there’s Y/N... she doesn’t seem like she belongs there."

Taehyun, overhearing their conversation, joined in. "Maybe we should dig a little deeper. There could be records or something that can tell us more about why Y/N is there."

"That's a good idea," Soobin agreed. "Let's look into it discreetly. We don't want to alarm Mr. Bang or the staff at Trinity House."

The next day, Soobin and his team discreetly started looking into Trinity House's history and patient records, focusing on Y/N's case. They discovered that her admittance was based on a vague diagnosis, with little evidence of any actual danger she posed to herself or others.

"This doesn't make sense," Beomgyu said, frowning at the files. "Her records are almost... too clean. Like someone's trying to hide something."

"Soobin, do you think she's there against her will?" Yeonjun asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

"It's possible," Soobin replied, his expression grave. "We need to find out more about her background, her family. Maybe there's a clue there."

As they delved deeper, they learned that Y/N's admittance to Trinity House was largely influenced by a distant relative who stood to gain from her being declared mentally unfit.

"This is bigger than we thought," Taehyun muttered. "She's basically a prisoner there."

Soobin clenched his fists, feeling a surge of protectiveness. "We have to help her. We can't let her stay in that place if she doesn't need to be there."

The team agreed, and they started planning how to approach the situation without causing harm to Y/N or risking their own careers.

Y/N sat in her small, dimly lit room at Trinity House, clutching her teddy bear tightly. Her thoughts were a swirling mix of memories and wishes, mostly about the outside world and Soobin, the kind officer who had brought a glimmer of hope into her life.

Lost in her daydreams, she was abruptly jolted back to reality when the door creaked open. A group of stern-faced doctors entered, their expressions void of empathy.

Y/N's heart sank; she knew all too well what their arrival meant. "No, please, not again!" she pleaded, her voice laced with desperation.

"Y/N, it's time," one of the doctors, Dr. Kim, announced coldly.

"But I haven't done anything wrong! Why are you doing this to me?" Y/N's eyes brimmed with tears, her hands gripping the teddy bear as if it were her lifeline.

"This is for your own good," another doctor added, his tone firm. "You need to come with us now."

Y/N shook her head frantically, retreating further into her bed. "I don't want to go to that place! It's dark, and I'm scared there!"

Despite her protests, two of the doctors advanced, their hands reaching out to grasp her. Y/N struggled, her cries echoing through the room. "Please, don't! I beg you!"

As they dragged her out of the room, her precious teddy bear fell to the floor, forgotten in the chaos. She reached out for it, her fingers brushing the soft fabric before being pulled away.

"No, my teddy!" she wailed, her voice breaking. "Please, let me take my teddy!"

But her pleas were ignored. The doctors, unmoved by her distress, continued to lead her down the hallway. The other patients peered out from their rooms, their faces a mix of sympathy and fear.

As they approached a heavy, barricaded door at the end of the corridor, Y/N's screams intensified. "Help me! Someone, please help me!"

The door creaked open, revealing a dark staircase leading down into the bowels of the asylum. The air was cold and damp, sending shivers down Y/N's spine.

"I don't want to go down there! It's horrible!" Y/N cried, her body trembling with fear.

"You have no choice," Dr. Kim said, his voice void of emotion. "This is where you belong."

The descent into the darkness was torturous. With each step, Y/N felt as if she was moving further away from the world she knew, from the possibility of a life with Soobin, from hope.

Finally, they reached a secluded, soundproof room. The door slammed shut behind them, instantly muting Y/N's screams. She stood there, alone and terrified, in the oppressive silence, her heart pounding in her chest.

Back in her room, the teddy bear lay on the floor, a silent witness to the tragedy that had just unfolded. The room, once a sanctuary of sorts, now felt empty and cold, the echoes of Y/N's cries lingering in the air. In the oppressive darkness of the soundproof room, Y/N trembled, her breaths coming in short, panicked gasps.

The stark, cold walls seemed to close in around her, amplifying her fear. The doctors, their faces obscured in the dim light, moved with mechanical precision, their actions devoid of any hint of compassion.

"Please, what are you going to do to me?" Y/N stammered, her voice a mix of fear and desperation.

Dr. Kim, the leader of the group, approached her with a chilling calmness. "We're going to commence the procedure now, Y/N. It's for your own good."

Y/N backed away until she hit the cold wall. "Procedure? What procedure?"

Ignoring her question, Dr. Kim signaled to the others. They began to set up ominous-looking equipment, the metallic clinks echoing in the room. Y/N's eyes widened in terror as she saw syringes, straps, and other sinister instruments being prepared.

"Please, no! I don't need any procedure!" Y/N's voice was shrill with terror, her eyes darting around, looking for any means of escape.

One of the doctors, a tall, gaunt man, grabbed her roughly, pinning her down on a table in the center of the room. "Hold still, Y/N. This will be easier if you don't resist."

Tears streamed down her face as she struggled against his grip. "Why are you doing this? I haven't hurt anyone!"

Dr. Kim approached with a syringe filled with a dark, viscous liquid. "This will help you, Y/N. It's a special treatment, exclusive to our patients here."

Y/N watched in horror as the needle came closer. "What is that? Please, don't!"

The needle pierced her skin, and a burning sensation spread through her body. Y/N screamed, the pain unbearable. The doctors watched emotionlessly as her body convulsed on the table.

"Stop! It's hurting me!" Y/N's voice was hoarse, her body wracked with pain.

Dr. Kim observed her with cold, clinical interest. "Interesting reaction. Take notes."

The other doctors scribbled rapidly, their eyes fixed on Y/N. She felt like a specimen under their scrutinizing gaze, her suffering nothing more than a data point to them.

As the effects of the injection intensified, Y/N's screams turned into whimpers. Her mind was a whirlwind of pain and fear, images of Soobin and her life before Trinity House flashing through her thoughts.

"Why?" she gasped, her voice barely audible. "Why are you doing this?"

Dr. Kim leaned closer, his voice a sinister whisper. "Because we can, Y/N. Because no one will stop us."

In that moment, Y/N realized the true horror of her situation. She was at the mercy of people who saw her not as a human being, but as a subject for their twisted experiments.

Hours passed, each second a lifetime of agony for Y/N. Eventually, the procedure was over, and she was left alone in the room, her body aching, her spirit broken.

In the silence that followed, Y/N's mind replayed the events, each detail etched into her memory. The coldness in the doctors' eyes, the relentless pain, the feeling of utter helplessness.

Outside the room, the doctors discussed their findings, their voices devoid of any concern for the young woman they had just tormented.

"She responded as expected," Dr. Kim said, his tone clinical. "We'll continue the treatments. She's proving to be a valuable subject for our research."

The other doctors nodded in agreement, their consciences seemingly numbed by their so-called scientific pursuit.

Back in the room, Y/N lay motionless, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. The pain had subsided, but it had left a deep scar on her soul. She knew now that her life at Trinity House was a never-ending nightmare, one from which she might never awaken.

On a crisp morning, Soobin and Yeonjun arrived at Trinity House, their minds burdened with the unresolved mysteries surrounding the institution. Splitting up to cover more ground, Soobin made his way to Y/N's quarters, while Yeonjun ventured off to investigate the lesser-known areas of the building.

Soobin found Y/N in her room, her demeanor noticeably altered. The bright energy he was accustomed to seeing in her was now subdued, her actions seemingly rehearsed.

Approaching her, he noticed her effort to maintain her usual cheerfulness. "Hey, Y/N, how are you today?" he asked gently.

Y/N looked up, her eyes lacking their usual sparkle. "Oh, Officer Choi! I'm... I'm okay," she replied, her voice lacking its usual warmth.

Then, unexpectedly, she stood up and hugged him. The suddenness of the action took Soobin by surprise, but he warmly reciprocated, sensing an underlying distress in her gesture.

Meanwhile, Yeonjun stealthily navigated the corridors, his detective instincts leading him to a partially open door. Slipping through it, he descended into a chilling underworld beneath the asylum.

The dark, eerie ambiance of the place sent a shiver down his spine. He stumbled upon a sinister-looking lab, complete with restraints and medical instruments that seemed out of place for a mental health facility.

Hiding in the shadows, Yeonjun overheard a conversation between the doctors. "The subject, Y/N, her blood type is rare, perfect for our experiments," one doctor mentioned nonchalantly.

"The mother thought she was bringing her daughter to a safe place," another doctor chuckled. "Little did she know."

Yeonjun's heart raced as he processed their words, and he discreetly captured photos of the lab and the doctors.

Back with Soobin and Y/N, their conversation drifted to lighter topics, an attempt by Soobin to ease the tension. "So, Y/N, have you thought about where you'd like to visit once you're out of here?" he asked, trying to bring some hope into her eyes.

Y/N's response was dreamy yet tinged with sadness. "I want to see the ocean, feel the sand beneath my feet." Suddenly, she looked down, a shadow crossing her face. "I lost my teddy bear, though. It's silly, but I miss it."

Noticing her change in mood, Soobin leaned in, his voice low and concerned. "Y/N, is everything alright here? Are they treating you well?"

She hesitated, her gaze flickering with fear. "I... I don't want to be here anymore, Officer Choi. They're scary," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Before Soobin could probe further, Yeonjun appeared, urgency etched on his face. "We need to leave, now," he said tersely.

Y/N's grip on Soobin's sleeve tightened, her eyes pleading. "Don't leave me here, please," she begged softly.

Soobin's heart ached at her plea, torn between his duty and the desire to protect her. "I promise, Y/N, I'll come back for you," he assured her, kissing her forehead in a tender, reassuring gesture.

Their moment was shattered when a staff member intervened, forcibly separating Y/N from Soobin. Angered, Soobin confronted the staff. "Hey, there's no need for that! She's not doing anything wrong!"

As they left the building, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on them. Once safely in the car, Yeonjun revealed the horrifying details of his discovery. "Soobin, the things I saw down there... It's worse than we thought. Y/N, she's in danger."

Soobin's hands clenched the steering wheel, fury and resolve building within him. "We have to get her out, Yeonjun. Whatever it takes."

Back at the police station, the atmosphere was thick with urgency as Soobin sat down to compile his report. The details of what Yeonjun had witnessed at Trinity House were alarming, and he knew that swift action was imperative. Mr. Bang, a figure of authority and concern, awaited the full briefing.

"Soobin, what's the situation?" Mr. Bang asked, his voice carrying a mix of concern and determination.

"Sir, it's worse than we could have imagined," Soobin started, his voice heavy with the gravity of the situation. "The staff at Trinity House... they're conducting inhumane experiments on the residents. It's outright torture."

Mr. Bang leaned forward, his expression turning stern. "Experiments? On human beings?"

"Yes, sir. And there's one resident in particular, Y/N. She's been subjected to the worst of it. She never needed to be in that asylum; it's been part of their sick game."

The revelation visibly shook Mr. Bang. "That's monstrous. Do we have evidence?"

At this point, Yeonjun stepped forward, laying out the photographs he'd taken inside the lab at Trinity House. The images were stark and chilling – a glimpse into a hidden world of cruelty.

Mr. Bang examined the photographs closely, his jaw tightening. "We need to move fast. Organize a raid. I want every officer we can spare on this. We need to shut that place down and bring those responsible to justice."

The plan quickly took shape, and part of it involved informing Y/N's mother about the grim reality. She was invited to the station, where she was met with a revelation that would upend her world.

Mrs. [Last Name] arrived, her face etched with worry and confusion. "Officers, what's happening? Is my daughter safe?"

Soobin approached her, his demeanor sympathetic but professional. "Mrs. [Last Name], I'm Officer Soobin. I'm afraid we have some disturbing news about Trinity House and your daughter."

As Soobin and Yeonjun unfolded the dark truth, Mrs. [Last Name]'s face was a portrait of shock and despair. "I thought I was protecting her... I never imagined... She was just different, not dangerous."

Soobin placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "We understand, Mrs. [Last Name]. Your daughter's uniqueness isn't a disease. She's been unfairly exploited and harmed. We're here to correct that wrong."

Mrs. [Last Name] wiped away her tears, her voice trembling but determined. "What can I do? How do we save her?"

"We're planning a raid to rescue Y/N and the other residents," Yeonjun interjected. "Your support will be crucial in ensuring her safe recovery."

"I'll do anything," Mrs. [Last Name] declared, her maternal resolve shining through her distress.

Soobin felt a personal connection to the case; he had developed deep feelings for Y/N, seeing her not as a case file but as a person with her own dreams and rights. Mrs. [Last Name] seemed to recognize this. "You really care about her, don't you, Officer Soobin?" she observed, a note of gratitude in her voice.

"Yes, I do," Soobin admitted, not just as a cop but as someone who had seen the light in Y/N's eyes and wanted to protect it. "We'll bring her back, Mrs. [Last Name]. I promise."

The following day, Soobin, Yeonjun, and the police force, armed with the necessary legal warrants and backed by a sense of justice, descended on Trinity House, determination etched on their faces. As they entered, the staff tried to block their path, but Mr. Bang stepped forward, brandishing the necessary paperwork.

One dr stormed up to them, “Hey! You can’t just-“

“You can’t stop us. We have every legal right to be here,” Mr. Bang declared firmly.

Soobin, leading a team, hurried to Y/N’s room, his mind racing with worry. They found the room empty, a sense of urgency growing. “She’s not here. Check the basement!” Soobin instructed, his voice edged with concern.

The team moved swiftly, descending into the hidden lab. The scene they encountered was chilling – Y/N, looking small, scared and was strapped to a table. Soobin’s heart sank at the sight, but he was quick to act.

Soobin's heart clenched at the sight. He swiftly moved to release her, his hands gentle but efficient. "Y/N, it's me, Soobin. You're safe now. We're getting you out of here."

As Soobin gently freed Y/N from the restraints on the bed, she immediately clung to him, her body shaking with sobs. Soobin, moved by her vulnerability, wrapped his arms around her, offering comfort and security. He carefully lifted her, feeling her grip tighten around his neck, her tears soaking into his shirt.

"Y/N, it's okay now. I got you," Soobin whispered soothingly, his heart aching for her.

Yeonjun, meanwhile, was busy coordinating with the medical team. "We need paramedics here, stat! Ensure all residents receive immediate medical attention," he instructed, his voice carrying the urgency of the situation.

As they emerged into the daylight, Y/N, wrapped in a blanket and still in Soobin's arms, was met by her mother. Mrs. [Last Name] rushed forward, tears streaming down her face as she embraced her daughter. "Y/N, my dear, I'm so sorry. I didn't know."

Soobin carefully handed Y/N over to her mother, stepping back to give them space. He watched the emotional reunion, feeling a mix of relief and determination. The success of the operation was just the first step in a long journey ahead.

In the days that followed, Y/N was admitted to the hospital for a thorough check-up. Doctors were tasked with assessing any potential harm caused by the treatments she had endured at Trinity House. Mrs. [Last Name] remained by her side, a constant comforting presence.

When Soobin visited Y/N at the hospital, he chose to wear casual clothes, hoping to present a less intimidating, more friendly appearance. As he entered her room, Y/N's face lit up with recognition and joy.

"Soobin! You're here," she exclaimed, her voice weak but filled with warmth.

He approached her bedside, a gentle smile on his face. "How could I not be? How are you feeling, Y/N?"

Y/N's gaze softened, her carefree spirit still evident despite her ordeal. "Better now that you're here. I... I was scared I wouldn't see you again."

Her mother, sitting beside the bed, offered Soobin a grateful smile. "Officer Soobin, we owe you so much. Thank you for bringing my daughter back to me."

"It's my duty, Mrs. [Last Name]. And my promise to Y/N," Soobin replied, his tone sincere. "I'm just glad she's safe now."

The conversation then turned to Y/N's recovery. "The doctors say I'm physically okay, just need to recover from... from what happened," Y/N said, her voice trailing off as she recalled her experiences at Trinity House.

Soobin reached out, taking her hand gently. "You're strong, Y/N. And you're not alone in this. We're all here for you."

Y/N's smile returned, a glimmer of her usual brightness shining through. "I know. It's just going to take some time to feel like myself again."

Her mother chimed in, "We'll get through this, together. And we'll make sure those responsible pay for what they did."

Soobin nodded in agreement. "Justice will be served. I assure you, we won't rest until everyone involved is held accountable."

As the visit continued, they discussed lighter topics, trying to bring some normalcy back into Y/N's life. Soobin talked about his plans to ensure the safety of other residents and his ongoing commitment to Y/N's well-being.

When it was time to leave, Soobin stood up, his expression reluctant. "I should go now. But I'll be back, Y/N. You're not alone in this."

Y/N's grip on his hand tightened momentarily. "Thank you, Soobin. For everything."

At the police station, the mood was jubilant as Soobin and Yeonjun returned, greeted by a chorus of cheers and applause from their colleagues. The successful resolution of the Trinity House case had made them the heroes of the hour.

“Great job on the case, guys!” Hueningkai exclaimed, his eyes shining with pride.

Beomgyu and Taehyun joined in, clapping Soobin and Yeonjun on the back. “You guys really outdid yourselves,” Taehyun said, his smile wide.

Yeonjun, basking in the camaraderie, turned to Soobin with a curious glint in his eye. “So, how are Y/N and her mother doing? Must be a huge relief for them.”

The mention of Y/N’s name brought a subtle blush to Soobin’s cheeks, a detail Yeonjun quickly picked up on. “Look at that blush, Soobin! You’ve got it bad, huh?” he teased, nudging Soobin playfully.

Soobin tried to brush off the comment, his voice tinged with a hint of shyness. “Y/N and her mother are doing okay. She’s out of the hospital and back home. It’s a big relief, knowing they’re safe.”

Hueningkai leaned in, joining the conversation. “You’ve been a real knight in shining armor for her, Soobin. It’s touching, really.”

“Yeah,” Beomgyu added, “You’ve gone above and beyond for her. It’s more than just a case to you, isn’t it?”

Soobin nodded, his expression growing more thoughtful. “It is. I… I just feel a connection, I guess. I wish I could’ve seen her more, but my workload has kept me away.”

Yeonjun patted Soobin’s shoulder sympathetically. “You should make some time, man. Go see her. It sounds like you both could use it.”

“I plan to,” Soobin affirmed, a determined look in his eyes. “She’s not just a case number to me. She’s a person who’s been through a lot, and I want to support her through her recovery.”

Meanwhile, at her home, Y/N sat in her room, absentmindedly stroking a new teddy bear her mother had gifted her. Her thoughts drifted to Soobin, recalling his kindness and the comfort he had provided during his visits.

She hummed softly to her teddy, her gaze distant, filled with thoughts of Soobin. His gentle manner, his reassuring presence – it all resonated deeply with her.

Her mother, busy in the kitchen, noticed Y/N’s distant expression. “Y/N, darling, are you thinking about Officer Soobin?” she asked gently, understanding her daughter’s fondness for him.

Y/N nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Yes, mom. He’s been so kind to me. I miss seeing him.”

Her mother smiled, sensing the special bond that had formed between her daughter and Soobin. “He cares about you a lot, Y/N. Maybe you should give him a call, invite him over for dinner. It would be nice to thank him properly.”

Y/N considered the idea, her heart warming at the thought. “Maybe I will, mom. It would be nice to see him again, outside of the hospital and the police station.”

The atmosphere at the police station was light-hearted, yet there was a palpable sense of camaraderie among Soobin and his colleagues. Hueningkai, Taehyun, and Beomgyu, in particular, seemed to relish the opportunity to gently rib Soobin about his growing fondness for Y/N.

"Come on, Soobin, admit it. You've got a soft spot for her," Hueningkai teased, a playful grin on his face.

Soobin, trying to maintain a professional demeanor, couldn't help but smile. "Okay, maybe I do. She's... she's special."

Taehyun chimed in, his tone supportive. "It's good to see you like this, man. You deserve a bit of happiness outside work."

Beomgyu nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you've been all work and no play for too long, Soobin. It's about time."

As the weekend approached, Soobin decided to take the opportunity to visit Y/N. His heart was a mix of nervousness and excitement as he stood at the door of her family apartment. The last time he had seen her was on the day she was discharged from the hospital.

When the door swung open, Y/N stood there, her teddy bear clutched in one arm, her clothes as cute and cheerful as ever. Seeing her again, looking so bright and full of life, sent a wave of warmth through Soobin's heart.

Y/N's eyes lit up the moment she saw him, and a huge smile spread across her face. In an instant, she threw her arms around him in a tight hug, her joy infectious.

Her mother appeared, a soft smile on her face at the sight of her daughter embracing Soobin. "It's nice to see you again, Officer Soobin," she greeted warmly.

"Please, call me Soobin," he replied, chuckling softly as Y/N excitedly babbled about everything she had been doing since leaving the hospital. He let her lead him into the apartment, feeling an easy, comfortable connection between them.

As they sat down, Y/N eagerly shared a new song she had composed and talked about her dream of opening a cute café someday. Soobin listened, genuinely interested, his admiration for her creativity and resilience growing.

Eventually, gathering his courage, Soobin broached a subject he had been pondering. "Y/N, I was wondering if you would like to go out sometime, just the two of us. On a date."

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, and a hint of confusion crossed her face. "A date?" she echoed, the concept unfamiliar to her.

Soobin glanced at her mother, who gave him an encouraging nod, placing her trust in him. He turned back to Y/N, his heart pounding as he explained. "A date is when two people who like each other spend time together, doing something fun. It's a way to get to know each other better."

Y/N's expression softened as she processed his words. "Like a special day for friends?"

"More than friends," Soobin clarified gently, his voice tinged with a nervous but sincere affection. "It's like... expressing that you care about someone in a special way."

The idea seemed to dawn on Y/N, her eyes reflecting a mixture of realization and delight. "I... I would like that, Soobin."

Her mother smiled, watching the exchange, her heart filled with gratitude for the kindness and respect Soobin showed her daughter.

Soobin's relief was palpable. "Great! I'll plan something nice for us."

As the visit continued, with laughter and shared stories filling the room, Soobin couldn't help but feel a sense of rightness about being there with Y/N. Her innocence, her unfiltered view of the world, was refreshing and heartwarming.

The day of the date arrived with a sense of excitement and anticipation. Soobin, having planned a special day for Y/N, arrived at her family apartment, his heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and joy. Y/N greeted him with a beaming smile, holding onto her teddy bear.

She looked as enchanting as ever, her innocence and charm radiating brightly. "Hi, Soobin! I'm so excited for today!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

"I've got something fun planned for us," Soobin replied, returning her smile. "First, we'll head to this cute little arcade I know."

At the arcade, the air buzzed with the sounds of games and laughter. Y/N's enthusiasm was infectious as she tried different games, her laughter filling the space. Soobin was determined to win her a prize from the claw machine. After several attempts, he finally snagged a large plushie, much to Y/N's delight.

"You did it, Soobin! It's so cute!" Y/N exclaimed, hugging the plushie tightly.

As they left the arcade, they unexpectedly bumped into Hueningkai, Taehyun, and Beomgyu. The trio stopped in their tracks, surprised but happy to see Soobin and Y/N together.

"Hey, guys! This is Y/N," Soobin introduced her, feeling a sense of pride.

Y/N waved shyly. "Hello, it's nice to meet you all."

"Wow, Y/N, you're as cute as Soobin said. It's great to finally meet you," Hueningkai said with a warm smile.

Taehyun nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Soobin hasn't stopped talking about you. We're glad to see you're doing well."

Beomgyu added, "You two make a great pair. It's nice to see our friend so happy."

After a brief chat and exchange of pleasantries, Soobin and Y/N continued to their next destination – a cozy restaurant. The atmosphere was perfect, allowing them to enjoy a pleasant meal together, chatting and sharing stories.

"So, tell me more about your dream café," Soobin urged, genuinely interested in her aspirations.

Y/N's eyes lit up. "I've always wanted a place that feels like a fairy tale, where people can relax and enjoy cute treats. I have so many ideas!"

"That sounds amazing, Y/N. You know, I've been thinking... I want to help you make that dream a reality," Soobin said earnestly, his gaze locked with hers.

Y/N looked surprised. "Really? But what about your job as a police officer?"

"I've realized there's more to life than just my career. I want to be a part of something that brings joy, like your café," Soobin explained, his voice filled with conviction.

Y/N's smile grew wider. "That would be wonderful, Soobin. But are you sure? It's a big change."

"I've never been more sure of anything," Soobin assured her. "Being with you, helping you with your dream – it feels right."

As their dinner came to an end, Soobin felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He leaned across the table, gently capturing Y/N's lips in a tender, short kiss. When he pulled away, he noticed her shocked expression and immediately worried he had moved too fast.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I didn't mean to..."

Y/N quickly interrupted him, her cheeks flushed. "No, don't be sorry. I liked it. Can we... can we do it again?"

Relief washed over Soobin as he leaned in once more, this time with more passion. His arms wrapped gently around her waist while she clutched at his shirt, deepening the kiss.

They left the restaurant hand in hand, their connection stronger than ever. As they walked, they continued to talk about the café, their plans for the future intertwining with each step.

Over the next few weeks, Soobin discussed his decision to leave the police force with his colleagues. Hueningkai, Taehyun, and Beomgyu were supportive, each expressing their happiness for him.

"You're really doing this, huh?" Taehyun said, a smile on his face. "Chasing happiness is always worth it, Soobin."

Beomgyu nodded in agreement. "You've always been there for others, Soobin. Now it's time to be there for yourself – and for Y/N."

"Let us know if you need any help with the café," Hueningkai offered. "We're all behind you."

A year had passed since Soobin and Y/N decided to start a new chapter in their lives together. In that time, they turned Y/N's lifelong dream into reality, not just by opening her dream café but also by traveling the world. With her mother's support and encouragement, they explored places Y/N had only ever imagined while in the confines of the asylum.

Their travels took them across the globe, each destination adding new memories and experiences to their lives. They wandered through the bustling streets of America, marveling at the diversity and vibrancy of its cities. The UK enchanted them with its historic charm and cozy tea rooms. Italy's art and cuisine left them in awe, while France's romantic allure was everything Y/N had dreamed of.

Japan, however, held a special place in Y/N's heart. The cute culture of Tokyo captivated her, and she quickly fell in love with anime and J-pop. "Soobin, look at all these adorable cafes and shops!" she would exclaim as they explored the city. "I want our café to have this kind of magic."

Thailand's tropical beauty and the Philippines' stunning beaches provided a serene backdrop for their travels, but eventually, it was time to return home and bring their café dream to life.

They found the perfect location for the café – a quaint spot with enough space to create a vibrant, cheerful environment. Y/N poured her heart and soul into every detail, from the pastel-colored walls to the whimsically decorated tables and chairs.

The café, aptly named "Y/N’s Dream," quickly became popular. Its unique charm and the delicious treats they served drew in a steady stream of customers, including Soobin's friends from the police station.

"Man, Soobin, you guys really did it," Hueningkai remarked one day as he sipped his coffee, looking around in admiration. "This place is incredible."

"Yeah, Y/N's got a real talent for this," Taehyun added, taking a bite of a homemade cake.

Beomgyu, who had become a regular, chimed in, "I never knew retirement from the police force could be so sweet, literally!"

Yeonjun, visiting on his day off, nodded in agreement. "We're all proud of you, Soobin. You and Y/N have built something special here."

Upstairs, above the café, Soobin and Y/N had created their own little haven – a cozy apartment where they could escape after a long day. It was here, in their shared space, that they found peace and comfort in each other's company.

One evening, as they relaxed on their balcony overlooking the bustling street below, Y/N leaned into Soobin. "I can't believe how much my life has changed in just a year," she mused, her voice soft with wonder.

Soobin wrapped an arm around her. "We've come a long way, haven't we? From the moment I met you at Trinity House to traveling the world and opening this café."

Y/N smiled, her eyes reflecting the twinkling lights of the city. "It's like a dream, Soobin. A dream I never want to wake up from."

He gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. "It's our dream, Y/N. And it's just the beginning. We have a whole lifetime of dreams to fulfill together."

As they sat there, basking in the success of their café and the love they shared, it was clear that their journey was a testament to the power of hope, love, and dreams coming true. The challenges they had faced seemed like distant memories, replaced by the joy and contentment of their new life together.

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