#when I tell you if Park Seonghwa asked me to jump

[justaaveragereader]

YALL I GOT SOME VERY INAPPROPRIATE TO SAY😀 ! When I say I want him to chew on me like a piece of bubble gum with that grill in, I’m talking Hubba Bubba, Double Mint, Juicy Fruit. Y’all hear👂🏼 the sound of that..? THE SOUND OF ANOTHER DAY GOING BY WHERE PARK SEONGHWA IS BIAS WRECKING ME.

[bangtanintotheroom]

The Look (M)(Teaser)

You gon' give me that look, look, look, look-look

You don't have to tell me that it's mine

When you give me that look, look, look, look-look

You said everything with just your eyes

🔊 the look - ali gatie, kehlani (spotify | soundcloud) 🔊

• Pairing: Seonghwa x (F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Friends to Lovers, Angst, Fluff, Smut

• Rating: 18+

• Words (teaser): 399

• Summary: You’ve been perfectly normal since sleeping with Seonghwa that one night. You haven’t been thinking about him more than necessary. And you definitely haven’t been fighting the urge to voice these dangerous thoughts inside your head. You were perfectly fine…

• Warnings/themes: pining, acknowledging feelings, a very necessary discussion, drinking, swearing, jealousy, crying, OC is struggling, Hwa is just… 🫠💕, making out, grinding, oral (m. and f. receiving), face-fucking, c*me swallowing, face-sitting, squirting, fingering, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, praise, body worship, unprotected sex, creampie, multiple positions, cuddleeeees, aftercare

• Notes: C'mon guys; did you really think I was gonna just leave these two alone after what went down in part 1? 😏 let's see how this plays out now...

• Teaser Notes: Teasers are a WIP and will not fully reflect the final draft, warnings and themes are subject to change. If you want to be tagged when the final draft is released, either leave a reply or shoot me an ask! PLEASE HAVE YOUR AGE PRESENT IN YOUR BIO OR YOU WILL NOT BE TAGGED.

• Taglist: @minttangerines @minisugakoobies @kiestrokes @chans-room @hyunjinsjeans

Make Me Water | The Look

You couldn’t step outside any sooner.

As soon as the glass door behind you slid closed and muffled the music and voices inside, you took a large gulp of air.

When you entered the party over two hours ago, you didn’t expect to be feeling like your emotions had been going through the wringer.

Jongho sent a group text out late last week, asking if everyone was up for a get-together Saturday night. The catch was that he planned to invite more than usual, a mix of familiar faces and strangers. No one objected, looking forward to the break from the usual small gatherings.

You took a rideshare with Sakura to Jongho’s place, Ningning already there since early that morning. This info only fueled you and your friend’s speculation on the drive, wondering whether there was something going on between the two.

Just as you pulled up outside, you spotted a familiar car parked ahead. One that opened its doors and revealed just who was occupying it. But it wasn’t all of the four men stepping out that nearly made you stomp on the gas pedal.

No, it was the one coming from the passenger side, clad in a black leather jacket and jeans that emphasized his long, slender legs.

You knew from the jump that Seonghwa was coming to the party, but every time you saw him or even thought of him, your stupid heart flipped in on itself. This had been happening ever since the two of you conducted the ‘experiment’ at his place last month. While the immediate results were successful, what occurred afterwards was not ideal.

Something was wrong. But when did it happen, was what you had been asking yourself.

“Is everything alright?”

You moved your hands so he could hear you.

“No, it’s not.”

You uncovered your face, revealing an expression that projected the troubles that had been plaguing you for the last month. Strong enough to make Seonghwa’s stare diminish.

“I don’t know what to do, Seonghwa. Ever since we…had sex, I feel like something changed.”

“In…in what way?”

The wryest of smiles graced your lips.

“Depends on how you look at it.”

The other bit his bottom lip, looking even more concerned now.

“I…just talk to me, Y/N.”

Something told you that your friend wasn’t quite ready to express himself, so you mustered up every millimeter of courage to begin.

©bangtanintotheroom, 2024. Crossposted to AO3. Do not repost to other sites or copy without permission.

[jamsterrr]

P. SEONGHWA . . . FATAL ATTRACTION 8 ⭑.ᐟ

seonghwa. fatal love. ex lovers. “ i want you again .. “

description ; thinking it was for the best , breaking up with your boyfriend of 3 years since you both “ grew apart “ but when a mis understanding comes about. what will happen when you’re forced to spend time together, what happened to those “ we just grew apart “ feelings.

seonghwa!ateez x female!reader

words : 2.8k

contains. ‼️ ; cursing , sexual scenes , 18+ content , may contain typos , heavy cursing , slight slow burn. ( let me know if i miss anything ! )

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ part 7 here.

———— .. ᯓᡣ𐭩 ( part eight ) ᡣ𐭩ᯓ .. ————

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

You and Seonghwa headed downstairs, to find Pop sitting on the floor, as soon as he spotted you, he ran to sit behind you, slightly cowering between your legs. In the living room stood Mingi, Lily, Mrs. Park, Hongjoong and Yeosang. Lily sitting on the couch with a bloody leg. "What happened?" you asked, cautiously making your way over to the scene that was unfolding before your eyes, Pop standing beside Seonghwa, him staying back.

"Your stupid fucking dog bit me!" Lily yelled, grabbing onto her foot as she showed you the bite mark in her calf. You widened your eyes to the information. Pop was a sweet and well-behaved dog. From the 5 years you've had Pop, he never bit anyone. Mingi looked at the woman and then you. You looked at him and then everyone else. "Well, you must've had to do something to him, he's never bit anyone before." You said with a stern voice, your eyes looking at hers with a slight glare as she returned it. "I wasn't doing anything, he's vicious and you need to take him somewhere" she yelled at you.

"I can't believe you're defending your damn dog!" Lily yelled at you. You couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth. She seriously had the audacity to yell at you after all the bullshit that has been flying out of her mouth the whole entire time you have been there. "Lily, shut the fuck up with me please, I'm so damn tired of hearing your mouth and complaints. You have been nothing but an asshole to me." You said sternly balling up your fist. She stood up, putting on a 'limp', coming close to you.

"Okay, you two that's enough!" Mrs. Park yelled. Seonghwa gently walked over to you and took your hand. Mingi pulled back Lily, Yeosang and Hongjoong shaking their heads. You didn't even want to look at her but couldn't hold back.

"I haven't, you've been starting with me the entire time Y/N!” Lily shouted. You gently took your hands out of Seonghwa's and looked at him with a reassuring look, but your actions and intentions were nothing but non reassuring.

"Tell a lie again." you stepped towards her, your eyes glaring even harder. "Or what?" she asked. "Okay, you two sto-" Mrs. Park said before you swung your fist back and punched Lily in her nose, a couple of gasps letting out of the others mouth. Hongjoong smirking under his hand. "Y/N!" Mrs. Park yelled, but you didn't care.

When your fist connected to Lily's nose, Lily fell backwards, onto the couch, her head hitting the back of it. But the adrenaline in the woman's body caused her to jump at you, causing the both of you to fall on the ground.

"Honestly, it was about time this would happen" Yeosang said with a shrug, watching you both wrestle on the floor, Pop barking. Chaos unfolding.

You and Lily rolled around, you grabbing on to her hair and her doing the same, only knowing this would cause you getting a headache later, but the adrenaline in your body and your mind didn't care. Lily hit you in the face a couple of times, causing a scratch on your nose, but you pushed her off of you as she fell into Mingi's legs. You felt Seonghwa's arms wrap around you as you screamed. All the pent-up energy bursting out of your body and when you finally felt like doing something, you weren't able to.

Tears streamed down your face as Lily laughed at you, though that didn't last long once you took out the quarter that was in your pocket and threw it at the woman, it hits her head as Seonghwa put your hands to the side. "Y/N, stop!" the males voice making you stop, the tears in your eyes disappearing as you nodded, sighing and taking a couple of deep breathes.

"God- you two are being so immature” Mrs. Park spoke as you glared her. "Y/N, for the remaining of the trip Pop will sleep in the garage" she spoke, your eyes widening. "Why can't he just stay in our room?!" you shouted questioning the woman's words. "Yeah mom, I don’t see why he has to stay alone." Seonghwa asked, confused. "We have to ensure safety of the people in the house, I'm sorry." she spoke. "Bull. Fucking. Shit" you spoke sternly. The statement causing a glare from the woman before she looked at Lily. "And you are not to be bothering Y/N with anymore of your slick comments, it's childish" the woman stated to her. Lily wanting to argue back but Mingi tapped her shoulder and shook her head. "Fine" she grumbled.

Yeosang opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by Mrs. Park. "Now go cool off, and meet back here in 2 hours for dinner, i don't want to hear a peep from anyone."

"But I have som-" Yeosang spoke before the woman cut him off. "GO."

Hongjoong gently took the others hand and just led him upstairs. By that time Seonghwa had stood you up, letting you lean against the wall. "I'm cool..." you mumbled to the male before looking over at Pop who had side eyes.

You knew in your heart he didn't do anything intentionally, and that was enough for you. But you were going to prove it, even if you had to spend the rest of your time, finding out what happened.

Lily and Mingi waited for both you and Seonghwa to go upstairs, taking pop with you as you gently grabbed his collar and leash. Seonghwa shutting the door behind you two.

--

"God! I can't stand that woman!" you shouted, flopping down on the bed with a grunt following after. "Seonghwa, Pop didn't bite her for no reason, she had to do something." you said as you looked at him. "I know, Pop isn't that type of dog, he doesn't have that temperament" he replied as he sat beside you on the bed, gently running his hands through your hair. You sat up and rubbed the frustration from your face.

"Ah, you're bleeding baby" Seonghwa said, the scratch on your nose sending a slight sting to your face. "I'll be okay, I'm just pissed, and your mom didn't hep any, looking at me like i was the problem" you sigh. This was supposed to be a relaxing month but so far, Lily has caused more problems than you could count on two hands, and it pissed you off, after everything she was still the victim, and you were tired of it. Seonghwa didn't say too much as he just let you rant and ramble on.

You finally stopped talking, your hand gently grabbing on to Pop's fur gently as you run your hands through his golden locks. Seonghwa came over and gently wiped the dried blood from your nose, gently kissing the scratch as you rested your head on his shoulder. You lifted up and wrapped the collar around Pop, grabbing onto the leash. Suddenly you couldn't wait to leave.

Seonghwa stood up, grabbing a couple of spare blankets to hopefully make sleeping for Pop a bit more comfortable for the next two weeks. Pop happily followed the both of you as you walked down the stairs, spotting Mrs. Park and Mrs. Song talking as they cooked dinner. Dinner that you were forced to sit down and eat with everyone else at the table. Oh was that going to be a time for you.

You, Seonghwa and Pop made your way to the garage, it was closed in so that was fine, but you didn't know how Pop was going to react to being alone. The only time he was truthfully alone was when you were at work, and that was only for a short amount of time a day. You entered into the garage as Seonghwa found a place that seemed comfortable enough and laid down the blankets. Seonghwa bent down and felt it. "It's okay, not the most comfortable." he spoke, trying to sound comforting.

You hummed and looked at Pop, who's puppy eyes seemed to be watering as you gently bent down to him, Seonghwa gently rubbing the dog's fur. "It's okay, you won't be alone forever..." he empathized. Seonghwa walked towards the garage door that led back into the house after walking down a hallway. "I'll come and visit you and play with you I promise" you consoled the dog who seemed to know what you were talking about.

Maybe they thought you were being dramatic, but Pop has been with you for the longest, and truly has never been without you and you with him. You loved him more than yourself at times. Your eyes teared up as you rubbed his fur and felt Seonghwa’s arms gently pulling you up. It was getting late and it was almost time for dinner. You weren’t even hungry but you knew arguing about it with Seonghwa would only end in you eating anyway. “Night Pop..” you mumbled to him as you gently set his food and water bowl down, making sure it was filled before leaving out the room.

You and Seonghwa walked out, your hand in his. Walking down the long hallway, all you could hear were the two pairs of your footsteps and the whines and scratches at the door from Pop, causing your heart to break from each scratch. You couldn’t believe he had to suffer for Lily’s dumb actions, it boiled your blood.

When the two of you entered back into the house, Yeosang, Hongjoong and Lily were setting up the table. You eyed her, she seemed to be walking fine now. “Ah, Y/N, Seonghwa you’re back, come help and bring the food to the table” his mother spoke as you looked at her. With a slight bit of hesitation you made your way over grabbing the big bowl of sharing rice, setting it on the wooden stand in the middle of the table, making sure to avoid Lily at each cost because if you didn’t, there was no promise you wouldn’t drag her where she stood.

Once everything was done, you and Seonghwa helped carry food over to the table, your mouth shut, Yeosang giving you slight glances as well as Hongjoong. As if they had something to tell you

--

Dinner was awkward. No one started to say anything except Mrs. Park, who attempted to make small talk trying to distract you and Lily from the fight earlier. But it was clear to everyone that the tension at the table was still there and it wasn’t going anywhere for a long while. You picked at your fork, the metal hitting the plate hard.

“So, what should we do, i was thinking we could all have another lake day” Mrs. Park started, Mrs. Song humming, “I can’t swim, I’ll just smoke and tan” the woman spoke, Mrs. Park laughing as Mr. Park chimmed in. “We could play lake games.” “Wow, a bunch of old people attempting lake games, that’d be interesting” Hongjoon laughed as they all glared at him. You opted to not say anything at all, because your mind was far from some dumb water games.

“Sounds like a plan then” Mrs. Park spoke, her smile getting big as she looked around the table, but it fainting slightly when she had seen your face, you didn’t look happy and it was something she didn’t like to see. The only good thing about the whole dinner was Lily not opening her mouth, probably because her nose was turned to the side, and it hurt her to move her mouth. Good.

Yeosang and you were put in dish duty. “Sure you don’t want me to stay with you? Seonghwa questioned as he turned his body to face yours. “I’ll be up as soon as I can, promise” you reassured, though you couldn’t think of a better thing. Though you were a bit more calm than before, you still weren’t over what happened. Seonghwa gently pressed a kiss to your forehead before nodding and walking back upstairs.

Mrs. Park, Mrs. Song and Mr. Park were all outside sitting on the porch while Mrs. Song smoked. Hongjoong was sitting on the couch with Mingi and Lily. Yeosang and you started to clear off the table, bringing the dishes to him once you cleared them. “How are you feeling?” The male asked, you sighed and shrugged. “I don’t like the fact that Pop is alone, I’m pissed and I want to know what happened. Because I know she had to do something to him” you spoke, not too much caring about the tone of your voice. Though sure they couldn’t hear you because Hongjoong was yelling about a game. Attempting to beat Mingi in the game they were playing.

Mario kart.

“I’m sorry, he doesn’t deserve to be locked up, #freemyboypop” Yeosang said jokingly, earning a chuckle from you as he dragged the soapy sponge over the dishes. You stored the food and shook your head. “Whenever the trip is over we need to hang out more, i miss you..” you softly mumble to him as he smiles and looks at you. “I miss you too”. It was nice talking with Yeosang, he was always sweet and supportive when needed and right now you needed it. The male looked at you. “I need to tell you something” he spoke, as you looked at him. “What is it? Are you okay?” You asked slightly worriedly. “No, yea I’m fine. I just wanted to finish telling you about me and my boyfriend, well ex” he spoke and you gasped. “You two broke up!?” You asked, exclaiming slightly. “Yeah” he confirmed. “Oh, I did not see that coming” you slightly chuckled and Yeosang shook his head. “Me neither, but I found someone even better” Yeosang chuckled as his cheeks brightened.

“And who’s that?” You asked.

Yeosang’s glance confirmed your question. “Oh my god? Hongjoong?!” You exclaimed, “that’s something I didn’t see coming” you admitted. Hongjoong glanced over at you two before you turned around quickly, gently nudging Yeosang’s shoulder. “I’m happy for you, you deserve someone sweet, and even though he’s annoying at times” you spoke, being supportive of your best friend. “True”.

“Hey I heard that!” The male shouted. “It’s true” you responded.

After you and Yeosang finished the dishes, you gave the male a small hug and kiss on the cheek before looking over at Mingi. “Can I talk to you?”

The male nodded and stood up, going to the two of your designated talking spot in the back porch.

“Did you see anything with Pop and your girlfriend earlier?” You asked, crossing your arms. “I didn’t, I was too busy arguing with Yeosang and Hongjoong about a hot pocket, and all of the sudden I hear Pop yelp, and see Lily holding her calf, I’m sorry.“ You sighed and shook your head. “It’s fine, it’s not your fault, thank you..” you mumbled lowly, gently parting his shoulder as you turned to go back inside. Mingi gently grabbed your hand. “I’m so sorry for everything Y/N” the male mumbled as you looked at him and shook your head. “It’s fine, it’s not your fault you chose a fucked of a girlfriend.”

Mingi nodded as he rubbed his head, letting your arm go as you shook your head and made your way back inside after bidding him a goodnight. You made your way to the garage where pop was placed as you came in and he ran towards you. You rubbed his head as you looked at him. “Fuck it, you’re not sleeping out here.” You mumbled before making your way to grab the leash and lead the dog into the hallway and back upstairs to you and Seonghwa’s shared room where he was making up the bed for the both of you. “Oh?” He chuckled before you shut the bedroom door after bidding Yeosang, Hongjoong and Mingi a good night.

“I couldn’t let him be by himself” you spoke, unclipping the collar as the dog jumped onto the bed. Seonghwa walked over to you and gently places one of his hands on your waist and the other on your cheek. “I don’t blame you” he reassured before you laid your head onto the males chest. Your arms wrapping around him as Seonghwa just held your smaller frame close to him.

After the shared hug the both of you climbed into bed, cuddling up to each other as your head laid onto the other’s shoulder, his hand rubbing and tracing your sides.

a/n: this series is slowly coming to an end :( i’m a little sad but i’m so happy for all the love and support it’s been getting! and yes, yeosang and hongjoong are dating in the book! #pridemonth! qotd: would you like small spin offs of fatal attraction, maybe day to day, or even something like marriage for the two or even y/n and seonghwa drabbles for the series?

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ part 9 here.

[i-luvsang]

midnight flowers — park seonghwa

1.2K MILESTONE EVENT ☆ OPEN gn!reader , fluff !!! , cw : super duper brief and vague mention of a weapon and intruder but it’s literally nothing don’t worry loves <3, pet names (my love, love), unedited , wc : 0.7K , here you go chip I LOVE YOU hope you enjoy <333 @jaehunnyy

a knock on your window is the last thing you expected to hear in the dead of the night. and thus, it scares the living hell out of you. in your sleepy, overly-paranoid state, you start to wonder what in your room you could use as a weapon in case of an intruder. you jolt under your covers when the knock meets your ears again, but a soft, muffled voice brings out right out of your fear as fast as you felt it initially. 

immediately, you recognize the voice that sweetly calls your name. you jump out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you make your way to the window. the sight that greets you is simply lovely. a wave of wonder and gratitude washes over you, as it feels a little bit like a dream when you lock eyes with seonghwa. you can barely make out the royal features of his face in the orange-tinted light from the street lamps; the sweet smile that graces his lips and the stars that you’ve never once seen leave his loving eyes.

and there’s the flowers … an arrangement somehow simple and extravagant at the same time, seemingly curated just to match your preferences grasped carefully in his ever-gentle hands.

you waste no time in unlocking your window and throwing it open.

“what are you doing here?” you whisper with a grin, leaning outside the window to be closer to him.

with a smile to match yours, he extends his arm, handing you the bouquet. “i’m here to give you these,” he answers simply. you can’t help but let out a light giggle.

“well, thank you, my love. they’re gorgeous.” you feel a bit cliche as you lift the flowers to your nose and take a deep breath to take in their scent, but you couldn’t care any less. then you bring your gaze back to your boyfriend after letting out a content sigh, already looking forward to the way these flowers will brighten up your room. “now… do i get to ask why you are bringing me such a lovely gift in the middle of the night?”

“only if you insist,” seonghwa teases lightly. you just nod your head, but the first answer he seems to give is nothing but a light shrug. “i wanted to.” this second answer doesn’t explain nearly as much as what you were wondering about, but you find it more than to your satisfaction. those three words feel quite akin to another trio of words you hear from his mouth quite often. i love you, is what his voice sounds like, what his smile looks like, exactly what he acts like. and that is something so beyond precious to you that it makes your heart ache in the way you want it to keep aching. so you voice the ache in your chest because you want him to feel treasured the same way he makes you.

“i love you,” you breathe out.

“i love you too,” and it’s beautiful to hear because you know he means it. “put the flowers down so i can kiss you?”

you nod eagerly, quick to set the flowers down on your desk and make your way back to the window. with your hands on the windowsill and his gently draped over yours, you lean into the slight chill of the night air to catch the ever present warmth of his lips on yours. the kiss is everything that’s sweet, chaste and lovelier than the flowers on your desk. 

when your lips part, he rests his forehead against yours, clearly wanting to stay with you in this moment. so you slip your hands out from under his to softly cup his face.

“will you text hongjoong and tell him you’re sleeping here tonight?” you ask sweetly, because you don’t want him to go either. he sighs happily, nodding. 

“anything for you, love.” there’s relief hidden in his voice too, telling you he’s beyond glad you asked him to stay, that he needs you in his arms tonight.

you send him one last smile through the open window before reaching to close it. “i’ll meet you at the door, alright?”

[skzdust]

Contingency

Part 2

This one ends with a bit of a cliffhanger but the next part will have some smut so prepare for that hehehe! Enjoy! Thank you @palindrome969 for beta reading!!!

Summary: You accept a job from your best friend Seonghwa getting information on Ateez's rival group, SKZ. You decide to get to the organization through one of their members: Lee Minho. You find yourself falling for him, and things get even more complicated when SKZ's resident hacker seems to have his sights set on you as well.

Pairing: Lee Know x I.N x Reader

Includes: Coffee shop date, mafia party, meeting Jeongin, cliffhanger ending

Word count: 2.7k

Taglist (Comment on a post/send an ask if you'd like to be added): @weirdowithaphone, @caught-in-the-afterglow, @palindrome969, @skzstan12345, @katsukis1wife, @tsunderelino, @hyunjinsjeans

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Part 1 | Part 3

Masterlist

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Minho was already at the coffee shop when you walked in the next morning. He hadn’t texted you, but you were counting on him to have run a background check on the name and number. 

Y/n l/n was a squeaky clean person: never gotten so much as a parking ticket. Middle of her class at the local university, graduated with a computer science degree. Worked for a country-wide company headquartered in the city, providing a degree of anonymity a more important job at a smaller business wouldn’t have. No boyfriend. Parents lived four hours away. Only a few friends in the city. 

You’d gone to great lengths to forge y/n l/n’s life as the perfect partner for Minho. You hoped it would be worth it. 

Minho was seated facing the door, and he smiled as you walked in. You waved and got your latte before sitting across from him. 

“Hello.” He greeted you awkwardly. 

“Hi.” You smiled. You were nervous, but you knew that was stupid. This was a mission, just like any other. This wasn’t really a coffee date, this was a step in a calculated plan. 

But to Minho, it was just a coffee date. “I’m going to be honest, I hate small talk.” He took a sip from his americano, keeping his eyes on you. “So, I have an important question for you.”

“Sure.” You ignored the jump of fear in your stomach. Did he know who you were?

“Are you a cat person?”

You couldn’t hold back your laugh. “Pets are definitely considered small talk.”

“Pets are very important to me.” He gestured with his hand for you to keep talking, smiling. “I asked a question.”

His tone was joking, but the glimpse of dominance made your stomach jump for a very different reason.

“I am.” You shook off the thoughts.

“Good. This might work out, then.”

“That’s a prerequisite for dating you? I have to like cats?” You raised your eyebrows.

“Yes, it is.”

You laughed again, wondering if you were laughing too much. “Fair enough. Fortunately, I love cats.”

“Very fortunate.” His smile was genuine again. “So, tell me about what you do for work.”

He was blunt changing between topics, but you went with it, inventing something about the grocery company you worked for and how you liked your workplace but your boss was a bit too authoritarian at times. A standard answer. 

“What are you doing here all the time, then?” He gestured around the coffee shop.

Your heartbeat kicked up. “I, er, I work hybrid. I’ve had a few days out of the office recently.”

He nodded. “Makes sense.”

“How about you?”

Minho’s lie was smoother than yesterday. He told you about business deals he helped to negotiate for one of the biggest banks in the country, and his only tell was the slight shifting of his feet under the table you could hear when you asked a question. You knew the truth, though, and didn’t hesitate to test him a bit. 

“So, you travel a lot?” You interjected after he mentioned something in Milan.

Minho nodded. “Yeah, it’s a lot of long flights.” He sighed. “I don’t like flying. I don’t like being away from my cats, either.” 

It was one of the first personal details he’d given. He’d kept his talk strictly to work.

“You must really love those cats.”

His eyes softened, a fond smile curving his mouth. “I do. They’re my babies.” 

“I’d love to…” You cleared your throat, not even needing to fake anxiety. “I’d love to meet them.”

“Trying to get in my apartment already?” He looked amused. 

You held up your hands in front of you. “I just like cats!” 

“Mhm.” He lifted an eyebrow. “I didn’t say I didn’t want you there. Anyway.”

Your discussion turned to other things: music and books you liked, what you did in your free time, your favorite places around the city. You didn’t forget who you were talking to, or why you were talking to him, but you let yourself enjoy flirting with him for now.

There was a lull in your conversation.

“So…” Minho filled the silence. “I know this is our first date, but I figure it’s worth asking. I have a work party coming up, and I was wondering if you’d come with me.”

“Wow, you haven’t even taken me out to dinner, and you already want to bring me around your coworkers?” You teased. 

“There will be dinner at the party, does that count?” Minho scrunched his nose as he smiled.

“I suppose that can count.”

“So, you’ll come?”

“I’ll come.”

You couldn’t believe your luck. Minho trusted you enough—liked you enough—to bring you to one of his SKZ parties. It would be a great opportunity to get to know what kind of resources SKZ had, both in people and in equipment. 

“I should warn you, it’s kind of a business party.” Minho said. “We’re celebrating a… a victory. A big deal.”

You raised your eyebrows. “Oh?”

He laughed. “I wasn’t too involved, but as I’m a branch of the team that did the work, I got invited.”

“So you don’t know too much about it?” You gave him an easy out. 

“Not too much, no.” He shook his head. “I’ll send you a dress.”

“Don’t you need my address for that?”

“You see, I was hoping we could go there together.”

“You want me to bring you home?” Your eyebrows shot up. “Minho, we’ve gone on one date. What if you’re a stalker or something?”

“Then at least I’m hot.” He smirked.

You suppressed a grin. “You’ve got me there. I’ll give you my address, but you’re not coming home with me tonight.”

“Fine, deal.” He leaned back. “I’ll send you a dress.”

“When’s the party?”

“Er… tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” You were genuinely surprised at his answer. You’d heard about the SKZ party through one of your contacts, but you didn’t know it was so soon.

“I know it’s short notice... but I’m looking forward to you being there.”

You smiled. “I’m looking forward to it, too.”

“I’ll pick you up at seven.”

“Alright.” You wrote down your address for him, your heart jumping at the self-satisfied smile he gave you as you handed it to him.

He stood. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You got up, too. “See you.” 

Before he left, Minho took your hand and pressed a kiss to it, keeping eye contact with you, before sweeping out of the coffee shop.

—

The next day, the dress Minho had promised showed up at your door, delivered by a man in a dark suit. You unzipped the garment bag, excited to see what Minho had picked out for you.

The dress was beautiful, a shimmering deep blue material with a low neckline and a low back. The bottom flared into a trumpet skirt. 

You were surprised at the quality of the tailoring. You couldn’t tell if there was any special adjustments to the pattern, but even if it was a standard size, it fit you like a glove. You admired it in the mirror before taking it off, deciding to do your makeup and hair first so as not to mess up the dress. 

You finished your preparations and put the dress on again. You hid a few knives on you before doing a few twirls in the mirror and checking the time. It was almost 7:00, and a minute later, there was a knock at your door. 

Minho was standing there in a black suit with a blue shirt that matched your dress. There would be no doubt who you were there with. He was carrying a small bouquet, and held it out to you.

“Thank you, Minho!” You accepted the flowers with a genuine smile. 

“Of course.” He nodded his head. 

“I’m gonna take these inside, and then we can go.”

He nodded again, a smile creeping onto his face. “Alright.”

You went back inside. This apartment was a rental, not your actual apartment, and you had no idea where the vases were, so you just got out a large cup and half-filled it with water before setting the flowers inside. 

Minho held out his arm as you walked back towards him, and you took it. “How gentlemanly.”

“That’s me.” He smiled as if laughing at some private joke. “A gentleman, through and through.”

You almost snorted. You didn’t think the numerous people he’d killed would describe him that way, but whatever. 

You left the apartment building, and you acted surprised at the limousine waiting for you. “A limo? Minho!” 

“It’s on the bank.” He opened the door for you, and you climbed in. 

“Well, if you’re kidnapping me, at least you’re doing it in style.”

He laughed. “If I were kidnapping you, you’d know it.” 

He got into the car after you, and you were off. The party turned out to be in a ballroom in a skyscraper downtown, which you found a little disappointing. You’d been hoping to see one of the SKZ buildings tonight, but you supposed Minho probably wouldn’t bring an outsider to one of his organization’s secret locations on a second date. 

He helped you out of the car and opened the door for you as you went inside. You were the only two in the elevator, and as it dinged to indicate you’d arrived at your floor, Minho held out his arm again. You took it and walked out of the elevator to a short hallway. Two men stood outside one of the doors, and Minho nodded at them as they opened the doors.

The ballroom was big, a huge chandelier suspended from the ceiling, and beautiful rococo-style molding on the trim and wall panels. It was dim, but not too dim, and it was full of people. 

“Don’t be too intimidated. Some of them might seem… scary, but I promise they’re all nice.” Minho mumbled as you walked in.

You held back another laugh. You knew these people were killers. They’d kill you if they knew who you were. They weren’t nice. 

But you nodded. “I’m not easily scared, it’ll be fine.”

“Oh, here’s my boss.” Minho sighed as a man noticed you, waved at Minho, and began to walk over. The gun holster strapped to him was the same dark color as his shirt and suit, but you noticed it immediately. He was young, younger than you’d expected, but if he was Minho’s boss, this had to be Bang Chan, the leader of SKZ. 

You swallowed. His job was to know who his enemies were. His job was to know who you were.

But he didn’t indicate any recognition as he smiled at Minho and extended a hand to you. You let go of Minho’s arm to shake it.

“Hello, Minho. And hello, beautiful.” He smiled at you, and if you didn’t know who he was, you would’ve melted. But you were a little too terrified of him knowing who you were to be starstruck by that brilliant smile.

“She’s here with me, Chan.” Minho said, but his laugh was good-natured. “I forbid you from hitting on her.”

Chan gave an exaggerated sigh. “Fine, fine.”

“My name’s y/n. I’m… yeah, I’m here with Minho.” You looked around. “I know exactly no one else.”

That was a lie. You didn’t know everyone, but you recognized at least half the faces here, either from missions or reading files. Right now you could name Han Jisung, who was one of SKZ’s top spies, and Kim Seungmin, a gifted medic, among others. 

“It’s alright, I can introduce you.” Minho smiled reassuringly. “Like I said, no one’s scary.”

“At least not too scary.” Chan said, and Minho shot him a look. 

You’d met a few bosses, but never Chan. He was more lighthearted than you’d expected, but you knew his relaxed vibe masked a ruthlessness and a tendency for vengeance that surpassed those of other organizations. Chan was like Minho: dangerous, but good at hiding it. 

Minho guided you around the party, introducing you to a few people, including a few of those you already recognized. You were on guard the whole time, hoping no one would recognize you. You’d never worked with or even against anyone in SKZ before, but you were known enough in the mafia world that you half-expected someone to blow your cover. But you were lucky, no one let on even the slightest indication or tell that they knew who you were. 

Although you did notice someone watching you.

He had blond hair and the most intense eyes you’d ever seen—and you worked in the criminal underworld, you’d seen a lot of intense eyes. You didn’t recognize him, but he stuck to the walls. His white jacket and the black belt he wore over it stood out in the sea of dark suits worn by almost every man in the room. 

Minho was talking to someone, so you told him you were going to get a drink and walked over to where the man in the white jacket was leaning by the punch bowl. 

You poured some into a cup, trying to react to his staring like a normal person and not like a bounty hunter. “You’ve been watching me.”

“Yes.” 

“That’s a little creepy.” You looked at him, and he gave a wry grin. 

“I’m not trying to be creepy. I just… you look familiar.” 

Your stomach twisted. “I don’t work for the bank. I’m here with Minho.”

“Ah, you’re Minho’s date.” His grin grew, and if he didn’t know the bank lie Minho had been telling, he didn’t let on. “I’ve been teasing him about coming solo to parties for a while.”

“Do you have a date?”

“No.”

You raised your eyebrows. “Then who are you to talk?”

“Touché.” He laughed. “So then, why are you so familiar?”

You shrugged. “Dunno.” You took a sip of your punch. 

“Hm.” He hummed.

“I’d better get back to Minho.” You said, turning around.

“Wait.”

You turned back to him. 

“My name’s Jeongin.”

Your blood went cold.

Your specialty was tech and hacking. You were one of the best. But if there was anyone better than you, it was Yang Jeongin of SKZ. He was your biggest competition, the only one who could get past a firewall or take down a system faster and more effectively than you.

Jeongin knew you as The Spider. He shouldn’t know your face. You’d never seen his. The fact that you were familiar to him was very concerning. 

“Y/n.” You replied with as easy a smile as you could muster. 

“Y/n.” He repeated, tilting his head. “That’s a beautiful name. Just as beautiful as you are.”

“Thank you.” You were getting flustered, both from his recognition of you and his compliments. “I should get back to Minho, though.”

“Oh, Minho… he won’t mind if you talk with me for a little longer.” He gave you another grin, but this one was more flirtatious and less threatening.

“What do you want to talk about?”

“You.”

“Me? I’m not very interesting.”

“I’m sure you are.”

“Why are you being like this?” You said bluntly. 

He tilted his head, and his eyes got a little more intense. “I didn’t come here with a date. I hope Minho will forgive me for what I want to do to you.”

A shiver ran through you, definitely not fear. 

This was arousal.

“And what do you want to do to me?” You whispered. 

He smiled, and it looked warm, but you knew it was dangerous. 

You knew he was dangerous. 

But you wanted him. 

“Come find out.” 

You swallowed. “That’s a bad idea. I’m here with Minho.”

He rolled his eyes, laughing. “I can deal with Minho… if he finds out.”

This could jeopardize the entire mission. If Minho found out you’d cheated on him, he’d probably dump you, and while SKZ likely wouldn’t retaliate, you wouldn’t be welcomed either. There would be no way to get their information.

On the other hand… if you could convince him you were just some civilian, you weren’t involved in his world at all, you’d be safe. Hooking up with him would probably do that.

This was a poor rationalization, and you knew it. But he was hot.

“Okay.” You said after a second. “Show me.”

----

a/n: prepare for smut lol.

[last-words-ofashootingstar]

Pretty boy

February Filth Fest : Day Four

Park Seonghwa x fem reader

a/n: i feel the need to put a disclaimer? i don't think makeup or clothes or anything have a gender but for the sake of fan fiction: hwa puts on more traditional feminine stuff and gets all pretty 🤭

i have no idea why tumblr posted this earlier than i set it for but it's here now so enjoy 😭

"Tell me, tell me I'm pretty."

(>ᴗ•)genre:

smut, p w/o plot

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents:

not edited, feminization, sub hwa, protected(!!!!) cockwarming & penetration, pet names (pretty, mars, sweetheart & babe, angel), praise

tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"Doing so good," you praise as you turn your torso and grab your favorite eyeshadow pallet from the vanity. "So patient for me."

"T-Thank you, Angel."

Seonghwa is gripping the arm rests of his chair like it owes him money. Looking up at you with wide, sparkling eyes and a smile on his painted lips. He's doing everything in his power to be good for you. Everything in his power not to buck up into the warmth of your cunt as it hugs him: unmoving.

You dip a small brush into a light color and tell him to close his eyes. He obeys. He always does. Although, he takes a moment to glance at your naked chest before doing so. "Thank youuu." You take a moment to admire him. His lips are a beautiful, deep pink color. He's wearing his favorite earring of yours. He's dressed in a dress you got just for him, hiked up just above his hips. It's plain, really. But he's so beautiful that he doesn't need anything extravagant.

You peck his eyelid gently before continuing to do his makeup. He jumps a little at the unexpected feeling, accidentally rocking inside of you. You brace yourself on his shoulder with a hiss, biting back a moan as he hits your g-spot. "Hey!"

"Sorry, Babe... you scared me." The both of you laugh a bit before you steady his head with a hand cupping his chin. You feel his cock twitching ever so slightly, even through the condom.

After painting his eyes, you purposely rock your hips back as you grab a liquid eyeliner. You smirk at him as he gives you a pair of puppy eyes. "Finishing touches, Pretty. Don't worry. We're almost done." You draw a little cat line out from his eyes and lean back to take in your work.

"How do I look?" His eyes search your face for any signs of approval, finding them all over as your eyes dilate wider than before and your lips turn up.

"So pretty," you rock your hips on his and he frantically grabs onto you. "My pretty boy."

"Please-" you wait for him as he gathers his words, "please, can I fuck you?" With the smallest nod of your head, he's lifting his hips and fucking into you like there's no tomorrow. "God!"

"Oh," you moan, cupping his face in your hands. He's so cute like this. All done up and needy for you. "Fuck me so good, Mars. So big."

The praise goes straight to his head, filling him with a euphoric buzz. All he can do is buck up into you and stare into your eyes and moan for you. "Te- shit- tell me, tell me I'm pretty."

You coo, kissing his neck and mumbling into it, "you are. The prettiest. My Pretty. My good, pretty, boy. My big, beautiful, Mars." The moan that comes from him is almost a yell, his grip tightening with a bruising force as he lifts you up and down on his cock. "Pretty boy fucks me so good."

"Babe, can you... wanna- good god! Please!"

"What do you want, Sweetheart? Take a breath and tell me..." You intertwine your fingers with his curled hair, making him lean his head back and stopping his ranting effectively.

"Please, Angel, kiss me."

You tug on his hair and ask him, "and ruin your makeup?"

"Yes! Don't care, I need you to kiss me! I need it-"

You cut him off with your lips on his and you roughly mesh together, both moaning as he grabs onto your ass. He slips his tongue into your mouth and lets you do as you please with it- taking it all.

When you pull away, his lipstick is now also yours, smeared messily on the both of your lips.

"So messy, Mars."

"Sorry." No he's not. He got what he wanted and he still has you bouncing on him, bringing him ever closer to his climax.

"It's okay, Sweetheart. Still so pretty."

[aclowntiny]

Unstoppable Forces and Immovable Objects- Mingi x Female!Reader

Song Mingi is an incredibly special man & I hope he never forgets it 😤 I love he immensely. Pink Mingi is, frankly, a cornerstone of this year. An icon. A legend. The moment. Also shhhh I took some dorm layout liberties for this 🤫😂

Word Count: 2620 | Idiots to Lovers, Humor | Warnings: only if you're bothered by smooch talk hehe, but one note: 노래방 = noraebang aka what most of us English speakers think of as karaoke 😄

"(y/n)! (y/n)! Watch this!"

"What now?"

Completely ignoring Yeosang's interjection, Mingi continued to call for you, grin of whimsy widening when you made your way over as if he wasn't sure he'd actually see you.

Which he totally would, always, because you had the biggest, fattest crush on him, heart leaping up and hitting a big carnival bell every time Mingi sought your attention. He was the biggest ray of sunshine smiling through just about any cloud in your life.

Shuffling past Hongjoong and Seonghwa's conversation at the sidelines, you made your way back to the bouncy center of the trampoline park you'd gone with the boys to. There stood Mingi with a hand raised, waving as he bounced ever-so-slightly on his heels, the dark netting rippling beneath him.

"Let's see," you tell him with a smile, heart fluttering at his waves and jumps.

"Ok! Get ready!" Steadying himself, Mingi hunkered a bit from his upright stance, run-jumping across three squares of trampoline, hurtling himself up into the air on the fourth toward the giant obstacle pad set a little bit left of center. He did not clear it, sailing right into the side of the firm structure with a small oof.

Smacking his forehead, Yeosang took a few steps away. Yunho joined you in running toward the tall man and his unfortunate collision, asking his friend if he was ok. It looked like he almost nodded, but you met his eyes as he ended up shaking it no instead. Your eyes widened. Had it started hurting?

"Where does it hurt? Do you think you bruised something?"

"Just his ego," Yeosang muttered.

You, of course, did not want to make Mingi feel any worse, choosing not to respond to that. "Do you need help up?"

Mingi nodded, eyes still looking into yours as he held out his hand to you. Face warming, you grabbed it, unable to suppress a smile even as you pulled the big man to his feet again.

"That was really cool, though," you told him, just to see the smile return to his face, "you went really far. I bet the others couldn't get that far."

"No, they couldn't, could they?" Contagious joy indeed came back to Mingi's face. "I'm going to jump so high I finally hit the punching bag they hung! Watch me, (y/n)!"

"I will," you giggle, stepping back and bouncing in place as he goes long for a running start.

~

(POV: Mingi)

"This has to stop before you break anything. Don't you think there's any other way?" Yeosang cajoled, sitting down next to Mingi and handing him a freshly chilled water bottle.

Mingi, for his part, took some of the cool condensation on his hand, running it through his short pink hair to combat the sweat of exertion before frowning in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"These insane attempts to get (y/n)'s attention!"

"Insane attempts?"

"Last week, Mingi, you borrowed my skateboard and proceeded to skin your arm when you fell off the grind rail. You have never skateboarded in your life."

"I wanted her to think I'm cool," the pink-haired man responded with a pout, "she's so beautiful and awesome."

"And notice," Yeosang commented, shaking his head as black hair fell all over, "she has never fallen off a skateboard."

"Well, what do you think I should do?"

"Um, maybe consider confessing to her? Seeing if she likes you too?"

"No way! What if she doesn't even want to be friends anymore?"

"Well, I suppose that's a risk we all take," Yeosang responded, tone softening, "but if you're respectful about it, I'm sure you won't lose her completely."

"That's the last thing I want," Mingi said intensely.

"Yes, of course not, so why don't you just-"

Right then, you happened to saunter by, crossing the sidelines near the center to head to the foam pit, glancing over at the two of them with a faint smile. A gorgeous one. Mingi smiled back, tossing the water bottle his hyung gave him immediately aside and walking after you.

"Hey, (y/n), let's jump in at the same time and see who can climb back out faster!"

That's what you guys did, Mingi diving in facing the side so he could watch with a twinkle in his eye the way you flipped in. Amazing. He managed to get his footing on the way out, scrambling up not too clumsily for once, but when he turned around he saw your hands clutching at the side, floundering a bit.

His heart thudded. "Hey, you helped me earlier. Do you need me to return the favor?"

"Yes, please," you replied with a nod, loosening half your grip to take Mingi's proffered hand.

He yanked you free of the cubic foam menaces in no time, and soon you were standing right in front of him. "Guess you win," you remarked with an amused smirk.

"Yeah, I guess so, but your jump was way cooler."

"I can show you how to do it if you want, but only on one condition."

"What's that, (y/n)?"

"You keep helping me out when I get stuck."

"Of course."

~

(POV: You)

Jump time over, you made your way across the arena to the exit, taking the long way as you, San, and Jongho sprung across every single central trampoline. Giggling, you landed, shuffling over to the locker where the park had you lock up your shoes. When you got there, Yeosang had lowered himself onto the bench by your locker, so you dropped down next to him to lace yourself back up. Out of the peripheries of your vision, you saw him fixing you with a look.

"Really?"

You blinked. "What?"

"Fake falling into the foam pit?" He asked in response, one eyebrow raising.

"You mean the dive?" Pulling your right foot into your shoe, you fixed the dark-haired singer with a look of your own, this one conveying a lack of understanding.

Or so you thought. "No, I mean the way you obviously didn't even try to get out and the little drama performance as you feebly grabbed the sides."

"Hey, I'm not feeble!"

"No, you're just into Mingi, aren't you?"

"Because I had him help me out? In case you haven't noticed, he's pretty tall and strong, and he's so nice I really didn't think he would mind if I-"

"Yeah, you hear yourself, don't you?"

Busted. "Ok, please don't say anything, I mean there's no way he likes me back and I don't want to make things weird, so it's just something I get to live with as you guys' friend."

Yeosang just chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, man."

"What?"

"Nothing," he grabbed his bag, "just...look, I know Mingi very well, and let me just tell you he'd rather get hit by a bus than make the first move. If you're into him, the best thing you could do is tell him. Very, very directly."

Your mouth fell open. "What? Confess?" Heat bloomed across your face. "It's ok, I don't need to hear him reject me, I know we're just friends, it just...he's just...he's just so..." You trail off with a sigh.

Yeosang just elbows you, rolling his eyes lightly. "Handsome? Dreamy?"

"Shut up," you shoot back in a drawn-out giggle as you make your way to the rest of the group at the lobby, where you surreptitiously popped open the doors on one of the little ice cream coolers, sliding a bar out and taking it up to the desk to purchase. Giving people food, after all, was a flirtation method in your mind. Like hey, hello, please like me, I can feed you. You weren't sure if it worked on Mingi or not, but hey, worth a shot.

You strolled up to him, pulling the strawberry cream bar out from behind your back. "Look what I got you! It matches your hair!"

With that big, bright smile you loved, Mingi pulled an ice cream bar out from behind his back, too. "I got you an ice cream!" He exclaimed, though he trailed off as he glanced at his offering. "Though this one doesn't match your hair."

A smack sound at your back had Mingi starting and you turning around, only to see Yeosang with his face in his hand.

~

(POV: Yeosang)

"This is stupid."

"Oh, you think?" Yeosang, frankly, was over the moon to have someone who sympathized with him, that person being his longtime friend Wooyoung.

Wooyoung who stood at Yeosang's side taking in the very same scene that laid out before them: you and Mingi had jointly chosen a very particular 노래방 song, your favorite romantic movie duet to be exact. You two were gripping your microphones like lifelines, both absolutely belting the song at each other for the bit, key and perfect notes be darned. Your eyes never left each other's except to dart ever-so-slightly down every now and again as you grinningly deafened everyone else, whose rolling eyes you were blind to thanks to that focus on each other. Mingi let his jacket slide down his shoulders as he dropped down to really yell a note, revealing the tank top he was wearing underneath, and boy did your eye contact falter then.

"Uh, yeah," Wooyoung's eyes slid upward so hard they practically disappeared under their lids as he crossed his arms, "My God, I feel like a third wheel. Are they-"

"Deeply convinced they have torturous one-sided crushes? Yes, they are," Yeosang replied, mirroring his friend's posture.

The sputtering that followed was very satisfying to what little bit of Yeosang's sanity remained. "Wh- What? How? Can they not see themselves doing..." Wooyoung extended a black-sleeved arm, palm flat out and pointing incriminatingly at you two, who were now giggling over some dumb mic twirling contest. "That?"

"That's what friends do," Yeosang asked facetiously, falling back against the red plush bench the inactive singers sat on, "right?"

"I mean," Wooyoung commented, hands wringing, "I'd do that with you, but just with a drinking song or something, sheesh."

"And even then I'd contemplate slapping you."

"That's why I love you." Wooyoung slid a little closer to his friend with a teasing grin. "See? That's so easy, why don't Mingi and (y/n) do that?"

"Good luck, they're like an unstoppable force and an immovable object." Yeosang quickly motioned to the duo with a sweep of his open hand, directing Wooyoung's eyes off him and back to the antics, which this time consisted of Mingi trying to coolly toss his microphone and catch it, totally missing and sending it flying to the floor, making the two of you laugh.

"Is that why Mingi was practicing juggling in the dorms?"

"He what?"

"Yeah, one of Seonghwa's legos got knocked over...not a pretty afternoon."

Yeosang ran a hand through his hair with a sigh. "Yeah, we'd practically need to trick them into getting together to stop the carnage."

Suddenly he felt a slap to his shoulder. Starting, he swiveled his head from the Mingi-(y/n) train wreck to meet the devilish eyes of one Jung "Schemes" Wooyoung.

"Well, I think that can be arranged." Leaning in, he whispered a plan to Yeosang, who nodded and shook his hand in agreement. "Alright then! Celebratory song?"

"Sure, why not?" Yeosang replied, rising from the couch and coaxing the thrice-tossed microphones from (y/n) and Mingi. "Anything to stop the showtunes."

"Hey," you pouted, "that's a classic, you know!"

"Yeah!"

"Mingi, my friend, you've never even seen that movie," Wooyoung chuckled, wrapping an arm around his friend, who flushed.

"I can appreciate lyricism, you know."

~

(POV: You)

Yeosang was not letting you breathe. Ever since you admitted to liking his friend back in the trampoline park, he wouldn't stop wiggling his eyebrows at you after you brushed hands with Mingi, elbowing you and making jokes in the kitchen, and now just straight-up playing devil-on-your-shoulder telling you you needed to practice confessing.

"No, I don't," you griped back, "I've already ruined my life enough by even falling for a friend in the first place, I don't need to creep him out, too."

"Sheesh, what do you think you're going to say, that you've got names for all three of your kids or what?"

"Well for starters, how does Song Minseo sound to you?"

Yeosang looked like he was going to puke. "Oh, God."

"That was a joke!" You waved your hands back and forth wildly as if very inexperienced-ly directing a plan landing. "I was kidding!"

"You came up with that way too fast," he said, shaking his head, "but, see, it's hard to get the white picket fence if you never share how you see him, right?"

You crossed your arms. "I guess."

"You had no problem telling me how tall and strong and nice he was," Yeosang pointed out, leading you further down the dorm hall and shooting a brief look into Wooyoung's room before stopping you in his, "just say all that to him instead of me."

Your hands shot up to cover your reddening face. "That would be so embarrassing."

"I mean, he probably already knows he's tall, strong, and nice, so you should be pretty safe with that one."

"I'm not just going to say that, that's, like, basic stuff! I'd tell him how happy he makes me just by being happy himself, how he's pretty much a ray of pure sunshine and I love the way he calls my name and I can't imagine being half as comfortable with anyone else as I am with him. He has eyes, he can tell he's hot or whatever."

Yeosang got an absolutely catlike smile on his face. "And who are we talking about again?"

Glaring daggers into those pleased-looking eyes, you bit out "Mingi, you idiot! You were the one who made me admit I liked him in the first place, what do you mean who?"

Before your long-haired friend could answer, his silence starkened a not-so-subtle "Really?" from outside the door, through which Wooyoung and Mingi suddenly came barreling, the latter practically shoving the former aside to get next to you. Your eyes widened, heartbeat speeding up multiple times its normal pace.

"Yes!" Those dang sparkly eyes you wanted to stare into forever. That deep voice. Excitement in that deep voice. Mingi's gaze traveling all around your face as he reached clumsily for one of your hands, the other pumping like he'd just won a football game. "Yes!"

You couldn't take it; flushing and grinning a winning expression of your own, you felt your heart burst and soar as you stepped forward, carnival bell ringing over and over again. It rang so loud, in fact, it practically possessed you, Mingi's victorious shouts and even the way he started bouncing started to drain away in the swell of your heart, your eyes and brain only seeing him. More specifically... without a single forethought, as you did most things when you were around Mingi, your hands reached out to grab his collar, yanking him forward until he crashed into your lips, responding as soon as physically possible. Arms sliding around his neck, you picked up the pace, feeling Mingi smile and totally coming undone, knees almost buckling until you felt a hand steady you around your waist. When you pulled away, Mingi tightened his grip, keeping you in place as your foreheads connected, both of you giggling like schoolkids who got caught passing notes as you began whispering all the once-secret feelings you shared for each other.

"Hm, this might get annoying, too," Yeosang commented.

"Yeah, totally," Wooyoung agreed, leaning against the doorframe he'd just been pushed against, "but at least they'll break less stuff now."

[mxnsxngie]

Meant For Me (P.S): Chapter 1

Warnings: talks of sexual encounters and prior drunk shenanigans but no detailed scenes

Word Count: 1893

Author's Note: Okay SO! I have never written a series OR smau OR for Ateez before, but here we go! I hope you all like one Park Seonghwa, and I hope you enjoy!

Let Me Know What You Think!

“I swear this place has the best coffee” you hummed as you walked across the coffee shop with your friends to grab a large table for everyone.

“Girl we’ve known they do” Mae said as she plopped herself into one of the seats at the table.

“I know that, but it still somehow baffles me every time” you say as you sit down in a chair beside her, laughing at her.

“Same here, it’s soooo good! I couldn’t survive without it” Cassi says as she sits across from you. You all nod and hum in agreement. So what if you were all caffeine addicts?

“Okay so spill, how did you find your soulmate and what’s he like?! I want to know everything!” Cassi says as she looks over at Mae, turning towards her.

“Oh my god yes! Please tell us about the guys that’s managed to keep you holed up for like, 3 days” you chuckle as you turn towards her too.

“Okay first of all, he is sooo good. When y’all find your soulmates you’ll be doing the same, because girl it is amazing! But we’ll get back to that!” Mae says causing you all to laugh at her. She could be a bit dramatic but somehow you didn’t think she was exaggerating on this one. You only hoped you’d get to experience this.

“So, remember how I mentioned I have a project for my literature class that we had to have a partner for and I got paired with that extremely pretty guy?” She asks you and Cassi.

“Yeah! Oh my god, no way? Is it him?!” Cassi asks in surprise.

“She’s getting there, let her tell the story” you laugh at your friends eagerness.

“I’m getting there! But yes, that guy! So we were meeting up at the library to work on the project and he beat me there. I was walking towards him and like my clumsy ass tripped! I think it must have been on a cord or something, but I tripped and landed on his lap. Thank god he caught me, but my heart was racing and l thought it was from the fall. But I looked at him, and my side kind of started tingling, right where my mark is. And I realized when I landed in his lap, he caught me by my side so I wouldn’t fall off him. It took my breath away, and then I realized when he caught me my hand was kind of on the side of of his face, like my hand in his hair on the side of his face, and right under my thumb, he had a mark by his eye where I was holding him! We kind of just sat there for a moment looking at each other after that” she laughed a little, but had a dreamy look on her face.

“Stop that’s so cute! But how did the disappearing for three days happen?” Cassi asked with a smirk.

“Oh that’s the best part! So after we were looking at each other for a minute, he leaned over and kissed me and it was like literal sparks were flying. I was breathless when we pulled back and he asked if I wanted to go back to his place to get acquainted before we did the project, so we scrambled to grab our stuff and went to his. And uh, well we spent the next couple of days alternating between fucking like animals and working on the project” she laughs. “But god the things that man can do, he is something else” she groans.

“Sounds like it” you laugh, looking at the dazed look on your friends face.

“God I can’t wait for that” Cassi sighs as she sips her coffee.

“I hope I get that cause it sounds amazing” you say as you look at your drink before taking a sip, trying not to be too disappointed.

“Oh you will and you’ll love it. It’s a like a whole other world when it’s with your soulmate. Ooo speaking of!” Mae says as she jumps up from her seat. You laugh at her as you and Cassi stand up and follow her to where she’s run over to a group of four guys who walked in. She immediately is hugging one of them as he gives her a brief kiss and takes her hand as she leads them back to where you and Cassi are standing at the table.

“Guys this is my Yeosang! Yeosang, these are my best friends Cassi and y/n!” Mae says as he reaches his hand out to shake both of yours.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you!” You say as you shake his hand. Mae wasn’t exaggerating, he was stunning.

“Nice to meet you too! This coffee shop looks really nice” he says as he shakes Cassi’s hand.

“Isn’t it?!” Mae says to him with a smile.

“Oh so it’s okay when he talks about the aesthetic but not me?” You say with a brow raised.

“Yeah, you talk about how cute places are all the time, but this is the first time he’s ever really said a place is aesthetically pleasing” Mae says with a smirk.

“Yeah yeah I see how it is” you say with a joking eye roll, causing everyone to laugh.

“Oh I’m so sorry! I should introduce the others!” Yeosang says as he looks over to his friends

“This chaotic dumbass is Wooyoung” Yeosang says as he gestures to a shorter man with dark hair.

“First of all, I take offense to that. But hi, you guys can call me Woo, nice to meet you” he says with a smirk as he shakes both of your hands. You snickered at his attitude, Mae was going to be great friends with him.

“This is Hongjoong” he introduces as he claps his friend on the shoulder.

“Pleasure to meet you” the shorter blonde says as he shakes your hand before moving towards Cassi.

“And the tall one here is Seonghwa” he says as the tall dark haired man steps forward to shake your hand with a beautiful smile.

“It’s nice to meet you” he says, as he smiles down at you.

“It’s nice to meet you too” you say smiling back as you get lost in his eyes for a second as you shake his hand. He really was stunning, and you couldn’t explain it, but something about him felt comforting. Just as a light blush was taking over your cheeks, you hear a pair of gasps come from your right. You all turn your heads to see Cassi and Hongjoong shaking hands with their eyes locked in shock.

“Are you guys okay?” You ask as you slowly drop Seonghwa’s hand and turn to stand next to him as you look at your friends in confusion.

“It’s you?” They both accidentally say in unison before laughing together.

“I’m confused here” Seonghwa says from beside you, just as puzzled.

“No fucking way! This is great! Our friends are soulmates too!” Mae says as she bounces a little beside Yeosang.

“Wait really? They just looked at each other” Yeosang says in surprise.

“Yeah but it’s different for everyone. I didn’t have a mark, but I guess ours was eye contact” Cassi says quietly, still looking Hongjoong in the eye as she smiles.

“I can’t believe I found you” Hongjoong says smiling back.

“Well shit! That’s awesome! Now we just need to find Hwa’s” Woo says as he claps Seonghwa’s shoulder.

The tall man beside you groans as everyone starts moving to sit down at the table and takes a seat.

“I already told you man, I don’t think I have one” he says as he sits down and you sit on one side of him while Woo sits on his other side. “Besides, you haven’t found yours either” he tells his friend with a scolding look.

“Yeah but I will, I know they’re out there. I’m not convinced I don’t have one like you, mom” Woo teases his friend as Mae and Cassi turn in surprise.

“You don’t think you have one? That’s funny, y/n doesn’t think she does either” Mae says from beside Yeosang as they hold hands.

“Mae!” You screech at your friend.

“What? It’s true!” She says as if it’s the simplest thing.

“Wait seriously? That’s a little weird. What a coincidence” Woo says with a smirk at Seonghwa.

“It is a little! Maybe you’re each others soulmates and don’t know it yet” Hongjoong offers with his arm around Cassi.

“Guys I know you all want to help but I don’t think I have one. If I do that’ll be great, but I’m really doubting it” you say a little defeated.

“I have to agree, it’ll be great if we do have one, but until then we’re fine, so let us figure it out?” Seonghwa speaks up form besides you. Everyone nods and murmurs their agreement before changing the subject.

As everyone starts talking, you feel Seonghwa slowly take your hand from beside you and you look up at him.

“Sorry that happened. I knew my friends could be like that, but I didn’t realize yours were too. I didn’t want you to get roped into that.” He says quietly as he looks at you, rubbing your hand with his thumb.

“No it’s okay, I’m used to it honestly. But thanks for that, I appreciate you calming them all down. It’s nice to not be the only having to do that anymore” you say with a chuckle as you smile at him. You felt a little warmth where his thumb rubbed your hand as he held it. Something about his touch was just so calming and soothing. You couldn’t explain why, but you weren’t complaining.

“We’ll I’ll gladly come to the rescue anytime. Give me your number, just in case you know” he says as he chuckles with a smile. You smile back and give him your number before looking at each other again. He just felt so familiar and you loved how at ease he made you feel.

“Hey! Hellooooo! Earth to Kayla!” You hear Mae yelling at you two with a smirk on her face. Shit, you were definitely getting it later.

“Sorry, what’s up?” You say blushing as you look at your friend. What you don’t notice is Seonghwa doing the same as Woo smirks at him.

“We’re all going to go for a movie or something. Are you guys in or do you need a room or something?” She smirks as she asks you.

“No no, we’ll come, sorry!” You say as you blush with a chuckle.

“Cool, let’s all go then!” Cassi says as everyone goes to stand after everyone exchanged numbers. As you do the same, you realize Seonghwa was still holding your hand.

You hadn’t even realized he still was, but you didn’t mind. Somehow Seonghwa made the fact that your friends found their soulmates and you hadn’t more tolerable. Him not having one either coupled with the calm and peaceful feeling he gave you when he was around you made everything feel like it would be okay. You couldn’t but smile as you looked at him while he led you out with the others. Maybe not having a soulmate wouldn’t be as bad as you thought.

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Online/Offline [C.S] - twenty-four | a car? in this economy?

You and Wooyoung stood by the café's back door as Seonghwa unlocked it.

“I told her to be here at seven, so she should be here any minute now.” He pushed the back door open and let the two of you walk through as he looked towards the edges of the parking lot to see if anyone was walking towards the building.

“Uh oh, bad first impression,” Wooyoung sang as he walked in and flicked the kitchen lights on.

You suppressed a laugh and poked him in his side. 

He laughed and swatted at you.

“You’re not wrong, Woo,” Seonghwa sighed before taking one last look and letting the door close behind him.

“Maybe she just got caught in traffic or something.” You offered.

“A car? In this economy?” Wooyoung scoffed.

Seonghwa looked at him, unimpressed.

Wooyoung, now laughing at his own joke and Seonghwa’s expression, started up the ovens and set about getting the kitchen ready for the day.

You walked over to the cubby area for keeping your personal items and put your bag in one of the cubbies and hung up your coat. As you put on your apron, you could hear knocking on the front door and you peeked from the back, really hoping it wasn’t one of the impatient businessmen who sometimes knocked on the door and tried to get inside five or ten minutes before you had opened and the drawer wasn’t even in the register. Why anyone would think they should be served before the café lights are even on was beyond your reasoning.

Instead of that, there was a young woman around your age or a little younger at the door. She looked worried.

“Um, Seonghwa? There’s someone knocking on the door already.”

He looked at you and then walked past and answered it.

“God, it’s not one of those businessmen, is it?” Wooyoung asked. “I hate them, so self-important. ‘This coffee isn’t hot enough!’ ‘This coffee is too hot!’ So annoying.” 

“No, it’s a girl.”

“Oh? It’s too early for students.” He said as he joined you by the kitchen doorway, where the two of you watched the interaction curiously.

Seonghwa opened the door slightly and seemed to explain that the café hadn’t opened yet. The girl gestured quickly as she explained herself and Seonghwa let her in, locking the door behind her.

“Better get to the register,” Wooyoung elbowed you.

You shot him a look - oh, the joys of barely having to interact with the customers - and walked over to the register.

“Welcome to AtoZ café , what would you like today?”

“Y/n, this is Han Minsoo. Minsoo, this is y/n. Minsoo is our new employee.”

“Oh! I’m so sorry!” You apologized.

“No, I’m sorry. I misunderstood and thought I was meant to come in the front door.” She said as she clutched her bag, embarrassed. 

“It’s alright, Minsoo. You’re new and everyone makes mistakes when they’re new,” Seonghwa said gently. 

“I can tell you about the time I ruined a whole batch of croissants by accident and Wooyoung threw them at me, if it makes you feel better.” You smiled.

Minsoo looked at you with something between confusion and admiration, Seonghwa shot you a look of disapproval.

“Or not.”

“Y/n will be training you on how to make the simpler drinks today so you can learn the basics.”

Minsoo nodded.

“Let me show you around before you start, and we can get you an apron and you can start your training”

Minsoo nodded again. Seongwha led the way to the cubby area and she followed behind him shyly.

“So that’s the new girl, huh?”

“Jesus--!” You jumped and hit Wooyoung on the chest.

He laughed.

“Don’t sneak up on people!” You yelled quietly as you hit him again.

He laughed again. “So what do we think?”

“About her?”

“Mhm.”

“I don’t know. She seems nice I guess? I only said five words to her.”

“Hmm…”

“Why, what do you think?”

“She has a cute face.”

“She does.” 

“Like, round and kind of chubby and very cute.”

“Mhm. Very cute face. Let’s hope she catches on to training quick.”

Wooyoung nodded and stepped in front of you and started shaking you by the shoulders. “And then I can train you in baking, and I can finally go on a fucking vacation,” he pretended to sob with relief. 

You laughed as you grabbed onto his arms and tried to stop him.

“Ah, Wooyoung, here you are.” Seongwha said as he walked over with Minsoo, who now had an apron on. “Wooyoung is our resident genius baker.”

“Oh, I’m a genius baker now?”

“I think I can safely say that our pastries are our main draw.”

“Oh, you make everything?” Minsoo asked.

“Mhm,” Wooyoung nodded.

“Your crullers are amazing.”

Wooyoung smiled brightly and bowed like a vaudevillian entertainer. “Thank you very much, kind lady. I do take pride in what I do--”

“That’s enough dramaticness,” you said as you pushed him away in the direction of the kitchen door.

“Hey! You’re one to talk!”

You laughed and ignored him and gestured to the espresso machines. “Would you like to learn how to make espresso?”

“Oh-- uh-- yes please.” Minsoo smiled, slightly confused. 

Wooyoung swatted at your back with a laugh as you ushered her over to the espresso machine and he and Seonghwa went to the back of the café.

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go big or go home | park jongseong

pairing ‣ roommate!fem reader x roommate!jay ft park seonghwa (ateez!)

genre ‣ fluff but angst a little if you squint

warnings ‣ a LOT of kissing, petnames, skinship, mentions of sex, r rated jokes, mc and jay are big lovesick idiots, light cussing, not proofread

a/n ‣ drum rolls please! and that’s a wrap, this is the final part to the roommate series (hyung line only) thank you thank you so much for showing so much of support it means alot, really! i hope you enjoy this fic, also i apologize big time for the very late delay :( but enjoy! (p.s i wrote this before the album dropped so the title isn’t related to dd’s gbogh HAHHA)

"if you think i'm going on this date then you're wrong mom, now please end the call!" 

you love your mom, you really do but when she thinks getting on your nerves is her new hobby— you actually despise her. 

like right now, at how she's trying to make you attend a blind date when you could be watching a newly released netflix show, all wrapped up in your bed in absolute comfort— and maybe with jay too since he's your movie buddy crush.

"y/n, just this one time okay! i've already set this up, my friend's son will be there in half an hour—"

"mom, i didn't ask for this," you whine, stuffing your face into your pillows with your phone still stuck to your ear. 

"you're getting old y/n, and you still have no boyfriend or anything? how are you going to be on the same level as your cousins!" 

a loud sigh escapes your lips as you get up into a sitting position. you wish she could hear what she just said— she sounded insane.

"i don't get why do you have to compare me to everyone else it's so— you know what?" you pause, defeat taking over you at last. "there's no point in arguing with you so this better be the last time you're setting me up with anyone!" 

"this better be your first and last okay? no more after this because i will not go," 

"y/n my lovely daughter! that's a yes right? of course that's my daughter after all!" you could hear your mom jumping in excitement from the other end, it only made you disappointed and well, annoyed. 

why was she getting so much joy from setting you up with some random guy? the only thing you knew of this guy was the fact he's your mom's friend's son— and nothing else. 

"his name is seonghwa, i'll send you a picture and his contact via text okay dear? tell me how the date goes, bye!" 

with that, she ends the call leaving you in dilemma this time. every time you think your mom couldn't get any worse, she proves you wrong almost too quick for your liking.

as mentioned, she sends you a picture of the guy you're meeting later and it catches you by surprise— in awe actually, he was a lot better than the image you had of him in your mind. 

because holy fuck, did he look like he came out webtoon? 

maybe your date wasn't going to be too bad, you actually got excited about it— and maybe you didn't despise your mom too much this time. 

"y/n!" 

attacking you on your bed was the one and only park jongseong. 

"JAY IT HURTS!" you tap jay's back in pain at how he's sprawled out on top of you but as expected jay doesn't budge. 

"PARK JONGSEONG I’M SERIOUS!" 

this time listening to you, jay gets off and laughs at the sight of you. laying on your bed, squashed by him as you catch your breath. 

"you— you look so funny!" his nose scrunched up he lets out a louder laugh clutching onto his stomach. 

jay seems to be getting on the same page as your mom because how did he come running and jump on top of you and is now currently laughing his ass off, at you being squashed?

scoffing, you kick his ankle earning a loud yell from him and this time you're the one wheezing your ass off at jay whining in pain. 

"DO YOU HAVE A LEG OF A STEEL Y/N? WHAT THE FUCK?"

"you look so funny!" you mock him, chuckling at his stiffened, pissed expression. 

"don't mock me y/n, you'll regret it" jay scoffs in annoyance, sitting up as he leans onto the wall against your bed. 

"or what? you're not all that park,"

jay's lips tug up into a smirk, as he shifts his position as he leans in towards. 

"you think i’m, not all that, y/n?" he asks, getting closer to you. your heartbeat increasing second by second, making you nervous as your palms begin to sweat lightly. 

seconds go by and jay keeps on leaning in, so close that with just one more push his lips would be plastered on your cheeks. 

you should've actually spoken back to him because what he had going on was a trap.

in a heartbeat, your phone is snatched away from your hand along with jay who's now laid down on your bed scrolling on your phone. 

"you prick!"

if it wasn't so obvious already, this guy— is your crush. who also happens to be your roommate and you could say best friend if you chose to be nice. 

to give a little flashback it all started like every other friend to lovers- crush-. you were initially friends with jake, who's also your roomie. one thing led to another and that's how you met jay who's also jake's friend and happened to live with him. 

time skip, you were looking for a place around that time too and jake apparently seemed to have a room vacant in his apartment. taking that as a perfect opportunity, you moved in, and just like that everything just fell into place. 

getting close with jay and the rest despite being the only female in the unit was a given. what wasn't was the expected turn in yours and jay's friendship is what led to you catching a big fat crush on him. 

what could you possibly do when he was solely the reason after all. 

see, you wouldn't say jay's your ideal type but somehow he actually does tick off all the boxes in your case. 

first, his breathtaking visual. it's undeniable that jay is extremely attractive, his blonde hair is just the perfect cherry on top for you. you'd be lying if you said you've never been caught staring at him. 

you're actually wondering how is this man isn't a model or a celebrity, his looks are god-tier and you know it. 

it doesn't help that he also has a very good wide range of knowledge, he's a living encyclopedia you must admit. even though at times he can be the stupidest asshole you've ever met— but park jongseong is a smart guy. the straight A's in his grades and the high GPA score prove it all. 

his personality isn't any less either. a gold personality matching his every other charm is a home-run in fact. jay has a personality that exceeds every mom and girl's standards.  

he's kind at heart, humble despite being wealthy, he's an absolute sweetheart and the list goes on and on. 

you get the gist. 

so what you're trying to convey is that when god gives you park jongseong, the man of every girl's dream— who are you to say no, and how are you able to resist him anyway?

"well i hate to break it to you y/n but i am indeed all that."

yeah, maybe you can resist him now. 

jay has one flaw, and that is— he's too full of himself when he's around you. but you think that just means he's comfortable enough to be playful around you. 

it makes you smile or whatever at times, you must admit so. 

"what's this?" 

"what's what?" you lean in and lay down next to him as your phone screen comes into view as well. 

"oh," 

"who's this?" jay asks, handing you back your phone as he pulls you into his arms, snuggling against you. 

jay's arms were truly one of the best places you can ever be at, it felt like home. it's so natural that when you have a rough day, jay being at the doorstep of your room with his arms wide open for you— it's your only comfort. 

other than netflix of course, you just can't pick between jay and netflix if they were to be compared.

"that's seonghwa, my mum set up another blind date for me, i'll be meeting him later" you sigh, a frown on your face easily making jay's heart break. 

oh how much he hated seeing you sad. 

"go on," he says, running his fingers through your hair softly at a slow pace. 

"i told her to not do that anymore and that this is the last one she'll be setting up because im not going to any of those anymore— and she compared me with my cousins about how im getting old and they all have boyfriends already," you huff in annoyance as the phone call from earlier comes back to your mind. 

jay finds you huffing adorable, though. 

"im still in uni, how am i old? im not even pushing thirty yet, geez!" 

jay lets out a laugh at that, automatically making you smile at the sound of his laughter. 

did you mention how much you liked his laugh? it was so cute and addictive. his laugh can easily make your day. 

"yeah so, i'll go later and i don't know— i hope it works maybe my luck will finally work and i'll actually have a life that doesn't just revolve around school and binge-watching shows," you sigh. 

jay only gives you a small smile before he pauses, "wait no— i hope it doesn't work out," 

for some reason, that sentence seemed to be giving you hope that he might actually like you back and that he's actually stopping you because he's jealous.

"then i can't hang out with you anymore, you're going to be all up your seonghwa guy's ass then, all lovey-dovey!" 

right... he's jay after all. 

"who said so?" you scoff at him, punching his shoulder back lightly. 

"well isn't it obvious, that seonghwa guy is obviously gonna ask me to fuck off— which guy likes his girlfriend hanging out with another guy who isn't himself?" 

he's right, maybe dating seonghwa could be a bad idea because then you would lose jay. 

although at first, it seemed like a good idea to move on from jay at least since the feelings are clearly one-sided as of now— dating seonghwa has its cons after all for you and jay. 

if seonghwa is kind enough— actually it sounds impossible. jay's right, which boyfriend would like to see his girlfriend all up on another guy? 

especially when you and jay aren't even like other friends, you guys— have a way with your friendship. if anyone just saw you and jay at first sight without context they'd assume you both were dating at the way you both act around each other.

like now— what normal guy and girl, friends would be up in each other's arm making their stomach do flips at the slightest touch. 

not majority of course!

"so do you want me to drive you? the subways might be busy later since it's rush hour," jay asks you, breaking you out of your thoughts once again. 

"if you're not busy, then sure," you nod, giving him a smile. 

"im never too busy for you y/n," 

overthinking has to be one of your worst traits. 

and you mean it.

what if seonghwa is at a costly restaurant and you're not dressed for the occasion?

or what it's just a simple, casual dinner at a steak house or something like that and you're overdressed?

"you look just fine, y/n i don’t get why you're overthinking about it," 

you turn to jay who's giving you a frown while eyeing your outfit. 

"what if this is not his style? am i dressed too casually? is it too—"

"y/n!" hands-on your shoulder, jay leans down to your height and sighs at you. "you look fine, really— you look really pretty, i promise.  your blouse is perfect i love the color, your jeans in fine it shows off your ass really nicely too and your hair and makeup came out really well today!" 

just like that, effortlessly park jongseong has a blush creep up your face at the many compliments he gave you. although the ass one almost made you scowl but you didn’t since you were too occupied staring right at him to worry about that. 

"i will resent forever if you're lying, jay,"  you say, a frown tugs the smile off your lips. 

"im not, you're very pretty today babe"

if one thing park jongseong was good at, is that he knows way too well how to flirt. pet names are his special power, he's a master at using it. 

especially on you. 

even a baby from your favorite actor doesn't even have the insane effect that jay's baby has on you. 

"thank you," smiling at jay, you give him a hug in return for him assuring you that you indeed looked nice for the date. 

you were about to move away until jay tightens his grip around, making you confused as to why he isn't letting go. 

"jay? im going to be late, let me go—"

"stay still, don't move," jay says sternly which you obey quickly, saving the questioning for later since he sounded serious instead of his usual playful tone. 

jay eyes the blonde-haired man leave the restaurant that you both were a few walks away from. anger builds up in him when he sees the guy hands intertwined with a girl, big smiles plastered on each other's faces. 

what was he doing when he had a date with you in a few minutes? 

yep! the blonde was indeed, park seonghwa.

jay's anger only adds up when he thinks that the blonde might be two-timing you and the girl. just the thought of it is enough to make his heart break at the sight of you being absolutely devastated when you see seonghwa like that, with another woman. 

but then again, jay could be wrong. maybe that was his best friend? sister? cousin? but the gaze they held for each other was way too— intense to be simply stated as nothing. and jay knew that a little too well of course. 

he knows that gaze, he gives that gaze. if anything, any sane person would immediately know how jay looks at you, in two large hearts. 

jay looks at you in heart eyes. 

"jay?" 

you break him out of thoughts, immediately focusing his focus on the two pairs. 

jay's latter suspicion is solved when he sees seonghwa lean in and kiss the girl. his mouth falls agape at the scene while his blood boils. 

he’s a certified jerk now to jay.

but in reality, park jongseong was no different from park seonghwa. maybe the only difference between them is that seonghwa is already in a relationship, while jay on the other hand is in a very complicated friendship with you. 

if it wasn't so obvious already, you— y/n y/l/n is the absolute love of his life. ever since the moment, he laid his eyes on you, jay knew you were exactly the one his heart yearned for. 

in other words, jay guesses he can call it love at first sight. 

what could he possibly do when you're solely the reason after all. 

jay thinks you're exactly his ideal type and it's even better that you tick off all the boxes in his case. 

first, your pretty looks. it's undeniable that you're extremely attractive, your lovely smile is the perfect cherry on top for him. he'd be lying if he said he's never been caught staring at you. 

he actually wonders how you are single despite being every guy's dream girl, according to him. but jay also thanks every deity out there that you have bad luck with men cause then he wouldn’t have too much competition.

it doesn't help that you also have the heart of gold. jay at times wonders where are your wings since you're an angel sent from heaven at how kind perfect you are. 

once again, it’s what he says so.

your personality isn't any less either. you have the perfect and exact humor as him, he thinks that’s definitely a green flag. you're open-minded and he loves how you're humble and an absolute sweetheart. 

the times you're a stubborn brat with an attitude is an exception jay thinks so.

however despite that, jay can compliment you all day long no matter how long it takes ‘cause that's how amazing you are from his point of view. the list literally goes on and on, with all the compliments he knows in that encyclopedia brain of his, he can list it all out that describes you. 

which is only the good ones of course!

"park jongseong! are we just going to stand in the middle of the mall hugging?" you push him off yourself, huffing at his dazed state.

you wonder what he saw had him knocked out like that. 

just as you were about to turn around, jay immediately holds your hand, stopping you in place. 

"uh— y/n i think you should just take a rain check on this date!" jay says, chuckling nervously as he pulls you back next to him, with your back facing seonghwa and his girlfriend? so you don't see them. 

"what, why? seonghwa would be waiting for me," 

"no he isn't," you narrow your eyes at him as jay scoffs, "well, he looks like a loser anyway i don't think he'll even treat you well— let's just hang out since we're at the mall anyway," jay says, dragging you away from the two in a distance. 

"you're cannot be serious right now, is it because of my outfit?" you ask, frowning which immediately worries jay. 

"what? no! it's just- y/n, you said you're sick of this blind date thing," jay says, still trying to convince you. 

"yeah but seonghwa's the last one so why don't i just get it done with?" 

"uhm bad idea?" 

"what do you mean bad idea?"

"ahhhhhh y/n, just don't go— you can just tell your mom he came up with something and didn't come or something," 

"why are you so adamant about me not going to this date, you were okay with it minutes ago!"

"yeah but that jerk— ah, you know what," jay scoffs, having enough with arguing with you. 

"if you flunk this date, i'll do all your chores for you for a month straight," he says with a loud sigh as regret immediately takes over him when you stare at him in disbelief. 

you're silent for a moment, contemplating whether to take a rain check on seonghwa. who you probably will never see again or to take up your once in a lifetime offer where jay would do all your chores for a month straight. 

both of it had it's pros and cons. but you're a smart lady, so you pick your choice. 

"i don't know what seonghwa has on you but fine, i won't go on that date," 

jay's lips automatically grow into a smile, so big that it has him giggling like an idiot. jay squeezes your cheeks making you whine in pain. 

"that hurts!" you slap his hand away, soothing the burning sensation on your cheeks with a glare at him. 

"sorry," he apologizes and gives you a small smile immediately warming up your heart. all the things park jongseong does to you, oh lord. 

"you look cute though," jay says, placing his palm onto the back of your hand which was still on your cheek. "you look like you're blushing," well if that didn't make your face grow even redder.

you push his hands off and walk away in embarrassment, avoiding him so he doesn't see you all flustered. 

it doesn't go unnoticed by jay, of course, he definitely felt your face radiating heat and how your face flushed like insane when he said that. 

and, he knows— the effect he has on you. 

you think you shouldn't have trusted jay when you're forcefully lined up, ready to go into the pitch-black arena where the only source of light was the flashing neon lights on your vest and shoulders. 

when jay said to hang out you only thought he meant something like window shopping and dinner. but jay being the little shit he is, according to you— he ended meaning hanging out as in going to a laser tag and dinner. 

you weren't completely against the idea but the fact jay was so adamant on it only made you partially annoyed. 

and also, you think you're overdressed for the tag game, although jay convinced you that you weren't overdressed, you still had second thoughts. 

who shows up in a ruffled blouse to a damn laser tag game, not the majority of course!

the alarm goes off and your teammates rush into the arena, into complete darkness with the gun in their hands, including you. 

you walk at a pretty decent pace, in full caution— fully alarmed and careful in case the other team decides to jump out of nowhere and shoot you. 

a few minutes go by and no one is in sight, except for one of your team members who was announced out. you're starting to think maybe the only safe option if that you go find a hidden spot at the corner of the arena where no one can find you until the game ends. 

smart! 

deciding to go with that if you wanted to win, you start moving in the darkness towards the corner of the arena while keeping an eye out for the other team. 

“player B03, OUT”

"fuck, another one? we're definitely losing!" you hiss to yourself, while you make your way to the corner. it was taking way too damn long to your liking. 

you think maybe you should just run for it since you spot no one around. at this rate, the only thing on your mind was to protect yourself and win. 

your mission is short-lived when a hand pulls you from the darkness making you yelp, your voice loudly echoing through the silent arena. 

"keep it down princess, you don't want to lose do you?" 

"jay?" adjusting your eyes to the low light in the darkness enough for you to make out jay's figure, which was trapping you between a wall. 

"shh," he whispers, leaning in closer to you as he hears footsteps go by and off into a distance that's safe enough for you to speak without being caught. 

he looks around making sure his teammate is clear off the coast before he turns back to you. 

"you're still in the game, i thought you lost," jay says, mocking you, his hot breath fanning your skin lightly at the very close space between you both. 

"you sound so confident with it, well too bad i haven't" you smirk up at him with the snarky reply. 

jay only laughs lightly before his lips tug into a smirk as well, "i don't think you would've lasted if i didn't save you just now," 

... he was right. 

but you had other plans, you weren't going to let jay win this over you. sudden competitiveness takes over you when your finger slides into the trigger, ready to pull it and eliminate jay when he's about to speak again. 

however jay's a smart guy,  he knows you're about to make that exact move so he decides to pull something even more— amusing. 

jay closes the gap between you both as his lips capture yours, catching you by surprise that your grip on your gun loses almost immediately and falls to the ground. 

in a heartbeat, you kiss him back without hesitation. your heart is beating against your chest at a rapid pace but that couldn't be your main concern when jay's is kissing you like there's no other worry in the world. 

you wrap your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. jay holds his gun on one hand while the other snakes around your waist and gives a little press on it which you gasp at. he takes that opportunity to insert his tongue in (where you don't find yourself stopping him)— instead, your tongue dances against his as you two make out in the darkness. 

a few seconds go by and you both finally pull away, catching your breath, forehead leaning against each other. 

and this was a first. 

you both did do skinship, in fact, a lot— holding hands, lingering touches etc was not familiar to you both. but the limit you both was simply no direct kissing and sex.

although you both were legal and healthy where you both could just have a thing or be friends with benefits— you both had an obstacle that can potentially ruin the friendship you both had. 

your feelings.

even if you both did chose to be friends with benefits, at some point your feelings would catch on and ruin it all. 

and the thing you both fear is rejection and losing each other. 

so you both decide to play it, safe. better safe than sorry jay thinks and so do you. 

but when this unexpected kiss takes place, you're both a big question mark, wondering what's going to happen now?

before you could speak up about it, the alarm goes off reminding the players there are only three minutes left before the game ends.

you take this as the chance to sprint off without a word, so you push jay away and pick up your gun, immediately running off but jay stops you. 

"y/n," 

you stop in your tracks, turning around to see him. he stares at you for a moment—

“player B02, OUT”

"JAY!" you gasp, when he pulls his gun and shoots you in swift with a smirk on his face which turns into a laugh when you frown in sadness as to loosing.

the game ends after a while, half of the players with big smiles on their faces since they won and the other half with a smile as well congratulating the winners but with a heavy heart since they lost. 

jay's big ear-to-ear grin doesn't leave his face when he leaves the game arena with a free voucher at fast food restaurant for winning. he approaches you as you wait by the entrance for him.

"here," jay says, handing you the voucher which you shove away.

"it doesn't make up for the fact that you cheated!" you scoff and walk off. jay catches up with you, laughing at your sulking state. 

"i didn't cheat, you just didn't focus," jay shrugs making you stop and turn to him with a glare. 

"right you expect me to focus after you kiss me like there's no tomorrow back there, jay" 

jay pauses, a blush creeps up into his face when the kiss from a while ago comes back into his mind. 

if he was going to be honest, that was probably the best kiss he's ever had and he's glad it's with you. 

"are we gonna talk about that kiss or n—"

"oh my god that looks fun, let's go there!" gripping onto your arm, he drags you into the photobooth that seemingly caught his eye.

whining at how he ignored your question, jay shoves you into the booth and gets occupied by the machine as he closes the small curtain. 

"jay, the kiss!" you grunt at him, begging for his attention so you guys can talk about the kiss and what were you both now that happened.

"what? you want another kiss?" he asks and raises his eyebrow leaving you absolutely speechless. 

WHY ISN'T HE FREAKING OUT? HOW IS HE SO CHILL ABOUT KISSING?

freaking out in your head wasn’t doing you any justice either because jay snickers at your reaction when you don’t reply and diverts his attention back to the machine, tapping away at whatever buttons to get the picture. 

"okay, here we go! y/n cheese!" jay says, and leans back next to you. 

the timer goes off on the big screen with lightning adjusted to his liking. 

'3'

'2'

'1'

"i like you,"

click! the first picture gets taken!

jay turns to you in absolute shock, staring at you with his jaw dropped to the floor.

'3'

'2'

'1'

"what?"  

click! the second picture gets taken!

jay asks, not blinking once as he awaits your answer.

'3'

'2'

'1'

"i said i like you, asshole" 

click!  and the last picture gets taken!

you sigh at jay's dazed state, knowing you just fucked up the remaining left crumbs of your friendship. putting your head in your hands, you whine. 

"forget what i said," and with a sigh, you get up to leave but jay stops you. 

"i like you too," jay says making you turn around in a heartbeat, eyes boring into his as your mouth falls agape as well. 

"what?" 

"gosh, we're both the stupidest fucking people ever aren't we?" jay chuckles, pulling your hand to sit back next to him. 

"i thought you knew i liked you!" you say.

"and i thought the same too, i was literally so obvious about it!" jay says, burning up in embarrassment.

"i was so obvious about it, you're the one who was so oblivious jay," you scoff, the conversation turning into a debate now. 

as expected, it's the both of you anyway. 

"oblivious? me? hey, you're the one who was so blind to all the moves i made on you!" 

"how would i know that? aren't you like this with everyone else too?" 

jay pauses, realizing that hit home a little too much. 

"well you're not exactly wrong but— it's your turn to hear it now y/n" 

"what the fuck?" you scoff at him, nudging his shoulder in disbelief. 

"just kidding, babe” he giggles and gives you the most endearing smile. "you're the only one i do all that with, and you'll only be the one i'll be doing that to,"

your stomach does flips, butterflies start to have a field day in there— jay really makes you feel like you're on cloud nine. 

"this may be the most ridiculous time to do it, nevertheless i think delaying it would end up in me losing you," jay starts, placing his hand on top of yours. 

"we both may be the most oblivious and stupidest people on earth, so stupid that it really took us this long to figure out this isn’t one-sided and confess— and well, i don't think i care ‘cause as long it's you im the stupidest with, im totally fine with that reputation," jay chuckles which makes you laugh as well. 

he really had a way with his humor although that was cringy, and hearing it from jay was totally sappy. but in the end, the effort is what counts.

"i hope you know that sounds so sappy," you laugh earning a wide smile from him. 

"miss y/n, im having a moment, confessing to my crush— now if you please, let me continue?" jay says, and you nod, the giggles leaving you were unstoppable. 

"right so where was i at?"

"being fucking stupid, with me" 

"oh yeah," he laughs before continuing. "nevermind i'll just skip the sappy part it's too long although i had this all memorized just for this moment,"

"no way,” you gasp. “you have a whole vow planned when you would confess to me?" 

"you're literally the love of my life y/n," 

"okay okay, i'll shut up" 

you both erupt in laughter as the atmosphere in the booth only gets, even more, hotter and the thick atmosphere of love in the air.

"so, y/n— i promise to treat you beyond the way you wish to be treated, in a good way of course. no one else can make me feel this way, except you only. i would drop the l word too, but i don't want to rush things— i feel so in love and on cloud nine whenever im you, i love that so much that the only place i only always want to go back to is between your legs," 

"JAY?"

"i was kidding, i was kidding," jay chuckles at your shocked expression. "i don't mind being between your legs, but your arms win my heart the best. your hugs are best if you don't know, y/n" 

"i thought you said you were going to skip the sappy part, not that i'm complaining though" you say, "it's rare to hear you complimenting me this much in one go,"

jay laughs, his smile growing even wider. 

"that won't be a problem any more love, you'll be getting unlimited of those from now," he says, grinning at you. 

"ahhh you're making me feel so— hey, stop it before i start sweating," you say, fanning your face lightly. 

"glad to know i make you feel like that," he says, "right so, here comes to the important part," 

you nod, anticipating the grand question. your heart beating against your chest, your smile growing ear to ear, your stomach doing flips. 

jay musters up all of the courage in him to finally ask you the question, his mind going back as he brings himself to speak.

go big or go home, right? jay thinks.

"with all of that, would you like to be my girlfriend? but before you answer— you know damn well i'm not taking any other answer except for yes or.... yes,"

"or is my answer," you say, laughing out loud along with jay. 

"HEY! I'M BEING SERIOUS!" 

"okay fine!" the laughter dies down as soon as you look at him, without any expression making jay nervous. 

yep, now it was hitting him— the nervousness. 

although you saying no was almost very low now, he couldn't help but be afraid of rejection again. 

"my answer is a yes," you say. 

jay's excitement flies through the roof as he pulls you into a hug, with no hesitation. you wrap your arms around him, returning the hug as you giggle into his chest. 

"fuck tell me this isn't a dream, i'll cry if it's a drea—"

you lean up and press a chaste kiss onto his lips, shutting him up immediately. 

you giggle at his state and press another kiss on his right cheek this time— his left cheek, his forehead, and his lips again. 

park jongseong is now a very very flustered, blushing mess. 

"you're look like a tomato, a cute one" 

"one more kiss i swear i'll be swayed to the peak and i will not recover from being a simp," jay says finally, breathless and the smile breaking out on his face proved it all. 

"just say you want me to kiss you," with that, you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in into a proper kiss. 

jay smiles into the kiss, deepening it by pushing your head closer. 

despite the kiss being shorter this time, you were both still a big blushing mess and breathless by the time you both pull away. 

"one more?" 

"we just kissed!"

"y/n, i mean the picture" 

"oh," 

jay laughs at you, and pats your head softly. 

"if you want to.. then i won't decline your generous offer," 

rolling your eyes, you push him towards the machine. jay taps away on the machine again, pressing buttons for the picture. 

"alright here we go!" 

the timer goes off and jay pulls you closer by your waist with his arm around it. 

'3'

'2'

'1'

you both shoot up a peace sign, with two bright smiles as the flash goes off. 

click! the first picture gets taken!

"babe, come here," jay says, squeezing both of your faces next to each other as a laugh erupts between you two. 

'3'

'2'

'1'

two big smiles and laughs filled up the booth again as the flash went off again. 

click! the second picture gets taken!

"last one," you say, with your peace sign up again but is stopped by jay

'3'

'2'

'1' 

"hey, girlfriend!" turning to him, he connects his lips with yours as the flash goes for the last time. 

click! the final picture gets taken!

"you did well," jay says, smiling at you as he pulls away from you, leaving you into another blushing mess for the hundredth time tonight. 

jay takes the two photostrip from the box, one from earlier and another from just now. he wheezes at the first photostrip as you lean in to catch a glimpse as well. 

"you look so shocked, oh my god" you laugh, a whine coming from jay in embarrassment. 

"hey! don't make fun of me, you literally dropped a bomb on me!" 

for the first strip, the first picture is jay staring at you in shock as you just sit next to him with a frown, the second is the both of you just looking at each other in confusion while the last one was you staring at jay in shock while jay looks at you with a small smile.

the second strip, in the first picture you're both holding up a peace sign, the second one is both of you with your faces squished up next each others and the third one is you both kissing. 

"you look cute..... baby" you grin up at him, with the pet name you're using on him for the first time. 

"god, the things to do to me," jay falls back into the seat, with his hand clutching onto his chest earning a laugh from you at how dramatic he's being. 

"we should go, we've been here for too long" you say, gasping when you realise you both have practically camped in the booth. 

"holy shit, yes— wait, let me pay first," jay says, taking out his wallet. "head out first, I'll be with you soon," 

obeying him, you nod and exit the booth. cold air hits on you making a chill run down your spine.

the booth really was that heated huh?

smiling to yourself, you fish out your phone to check on your texts. 

wait, seonghwa..

you completely forgot about him until you saw his notification. clicking on the notification, you only sigh in relief.

good thing you didn't go anyway.

seonghwa 

hey uhm, i can't make it today so don't bother coming. 

your fingers move to type in but a little something else catches your attention— the familiar face in the crowd with a girl in his arms. 

"that jerk," you gasp staring at seonghwa and a girl laughing as they walk past a store from a distance. 

good thing you listened to jay and stood up on him. 

remembering about seonghwa, you're also reminded of the motive your mom even set that date up for. tapping on your phone again, you click on your mom's contact. 

taking a picture of the photostrip, you send it to your mom with the wide smile on your face.

mom 

you : thanks to seonghwa being a jerk, i got a boyfriend now so you don't have to worry anymore! 

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"sorry, the machine was acting up" jay approaches you, his arm wrapping around your shoulder oh so naturally. "must've been because my lucky pretty girlfriend wasn't with me," 

"you're so dramatic," you laugh, leaning into him. 

"whatever you say, babe” he says in a singing tone, “now let’s get that dinner!”

maybe for once, your mom's new hobby which's getting on your nerves didn't give off too much harm after all— and maybe missing out on your netflix show was worth it after all too.

now that you got the guy you've always wanted, vice versa for jay as well. stopping you on that date with seonghwa benefited two things for him. 

you didn't face a heartbreak

he's went big instead of going home that night.

read the rest of the series! : sunghoon (1), sunghoon (2), jake, heesung

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Hooked

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ch. xxvi - reward

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A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your 'relationship' led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you ?

Once in his room, Hongjoong put you down on his bed and his bag by the foot of his bed.

You sat up to your knees and loop your pointer fingers around Hongjoong's belt loop while looking up at him, "did you really spend your free time trying to solidify my case?" You asked, fingers caressing his belt.

Hongjoong looked at you while biting his bottom lip, excited at the prospect of being rewarded by you. He nodded slowly at your question, "every spare second I have," his breath hitched when you tug him closer by his belt loop.

You immediately reached forward to pull him into a kiss. The kiss felt a bit rough, tongue lashing and teeth clashing with each other in a fight for dominance.

Pulling away slightly, you mumbled against his lips, "is it whore-ish of me to jump on your bones as a form of gratitude?" you asked. He raised an eyebrow at you, "no, definitely not," he simply stated before connecting both of your lips again.

As your lips were busy with each other, your hands began unbuckling his belt and pushing at his shirt, wordlessly telling him that you want his clothes off.

Getting what you wanted, he pulled away for a second to tug his shirt off. As he was about to push his pants off, you stood up and push him back onto his bed, stunning him for a second. His eyes were wide and filled with confusion.

Hongjoong opened his mouth to ask what you're doing but stopped when he saw you beginning to strip for him. You maintained eye contact with him as you slowly peel your shirt off of your body, showing your lacy bra underneath. Slowly, your hand began to trace the hem of your lounge shorts, caressing the skin of your tummy and even your inner thighs before turning around and bending over, pulling it off painfully slowly for Hongjoong's liking.

As your ass and clothed core slowly came into view, Hongjoong groaned in protest. You could hear the sound of his belt and pants being taken off. When you stood back up and turn back to look at him, you saw that his pants had been discarded to the side and he was palming his very obvious bulge over his underwear. He had a smirk on his face and by God if that's not one of the sexiest things you've ever seen.

Even with your underwear still on, you could see that Hongjoong had begun to get very excited by the prospect of being able to feel your pussy again. With the way he gulped as his eyes zeroed in on your clothed mound and the hard on in his underwear seem to grow and twitch, you just can't ignore it.

You climbed back on the bed to straddle Hongjoong's lap. You circled both of your arms around his neck and began to nibble around his collarbone, making him throw his head back and let out the most satisfying groan.

"Please baby, I need to be inside you," he moaned when you suck on the spot just below his ear, "I've been wanting to be inside you since the first time you touched me but Park fucking Seonghwa just had to be there," he grumbled as his hands proceed to grip your hips and pull you down on his lap.

Your hips were flush against his, the flimsy and thin barrier between you two did almost nothing to separate you two. You couldn't help but squeal against Hongjoong's skin when he pushed your hips down to grind him hard.

The feeling of his cock so painfully hard sent shockwaves to your spine. You imagine how he'd feel inside you. Having already seen his oh so pretty cock, you can't deny that the thought sent arousal seeping out of your core.

"Damn it, Joongie, I can't hold it anymore," you unlatch your lips from his skin and immediately get to work. Not bothering to take your panties off, you tug it to the side while simultaneously taking him out of the confines of his underwear.

You look down as your hand pump him, smearing precum all over the tip before aligning it towards your pussy. You let the tip graze over your pussy lip, making Hongjoong exhale shakily at the feeling.

"Shit, (Y/N), no teasing please," he moaned, thrusting his hips up so his head would slide into your dripping hole, making you gasp at the contact.

Though you ended up obeying him. You lower yourself onto him, letting his cock enter you in one move. The feeling of him inside you made you sigh in satisfaction, throwing your head back and closing your eyes to enjoy just having him there.

Hongjoong leaned his face forward and began peppering kisses along your collar bone and chest, he let his tongue glide over your bra and teeth nipping on your nipple over the fabric.

After a while, he began to roll his hips upwards which sends you back to reality after being so distracted by his kisses on your skin.

"No, Joongie," you pouted at him, hands on his shoulders and knees on either side of his legs, "you've done enough for me, so let me do all the work here," you smiled at him before connecting your lips with his again as your hips began to roll against his.

At first, the movements were slow and sensual, both of you just enjoying the feeling of the other. But by the fifth roll of your hips, you began to feel the need for more. So you started to lift your hips and thrust yourself on him to gain more friction.

Soon enough you both began moaning. Lips detached from each other, the moans you both let out only lead you to quicken your pace.

"That's it, baby, fuck yourself on my cock, I know you want to," he said. One of his hands reached forward to grip at your jaw, pulling your face close to his. You both were so close but he was keeping a gap between you two. Though you can feel his breath against your lips, you can't help but stare deep into his eyes as his own stared into you, "tell me what else you want," he growled.

The sound of his voice so low and his grip on your jaw almost made your eyes roll back. But you held yourself and focus on him, "I want you to cum in me, make me so full of you that when you pull out I'd be dripping," you dared yourself to let your tongue out and lick his bottom lip, "I want you to make me keep your cum inside me and make me walk around the house still dripping, letting everyone know how you dump your load in me and make me your good girl,"

Your words were the last straw for him.

Before you could realize anything, Hongjoong grabbed one of your legs so that your foot is planted firmly on the bed before proceeding to ram his dick into you at an inhuman speed and such ferocity.

The sudden intrusion made you squeal loudly and wrap your arms around Hongjoong to anchor yourself so you wouldn't fall. His hands moved to hold your hips firmly so he could fuck you better and deeper.

Not wanting for him to work alone, you began moving your hips with him, both of you having a steady rhythm that sent you both closer to your edge.

"J-Joongie, I c-c-can-" you cut yourself to let out a moan when his dick managed to hit your g-spot, "I-I ca-an feel i-i-it! I'm s-so close!" You stuttered out.

"Me too, baby, come on, cum on me," he said under his breath, focus completely on trying to get you to climax.

Both of you started to thrust sloppily, but neither faltered. You both had goals to send the other over the edge.

It didn't take long for you to cum first. When Hongjoong snaps his hips up at you harshly, your body jolted and your legs shook. You gasped loudly when you came which prompted Hongjoong to sneakily reach a hand into your panties to rub at your clit to prolong your climax.

Seeing your fucked out face and the way your walls flutter along with how your juice seeps out of you sent Hongjoong to his own climax. He sent three final harsh thrusts into you before cumming deep inside you, hands still holding onto your hips tightly to make sure he's coating your walls well. He groaned loudly when he felt his cum leak out of you onto both of your and his thighs.

You both stayed in that position for a while. Him still deep inside you and you on his lap, trying to catch both of your breaths. He wrapped his arms around you as you have your head on the crook of his neck, pressing kisses on the sweaty skin which made him chuckle at the feeling and your adorableness.

He was about to say something when suddenly loud bangings were heard from outside his door.

"If you two are done, I have to get something from Seonghwa hyung's desk!!" San's voice yelled out from the other side of the door.

"He's lying! He just wanna see what you guys are doing there," another voice yelled out which you then identified as Yeosang's.

Sounds of someone grumbling and something falling to the floor was heard. You could only assume that San tripped Yeosang after what he had said about him.

Hongjoong groaned at the interruption, his head falling to your shoulder as he mumbled against your skin, "fucking cockblocks can't even let me enjoy my time with you properly,"

You couldn't help yourself but giggle at him, patting his head in a comforting manner.

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Take Me Home (Chapter 6)

faerieprince!park seonghwa x oc (yena)

genre and warnings: fantasy, fluff, angst, violence warning

word count: ~15k

synopsis: prince seonghwa, the faerie prince of dark, has been having dreams about his own death by the hands of his friend, prince hongjoong of light, his only hope the girl with an incredibly familiar face appearing in those dreams telling him she'd go back in time to save him- the girl being yena, who's lived her life without memories of her childhood and a block in her mind, now out on a journey to get herself treated, where she'll encounter the princes and find her life changed, in ways she never thought, discovering her powers and her soulmate along the way, love strong enough to survive through multiple timelines.

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"Yena."

Yena woke up with a jolt, shutting her eyes instantaneously at the bright light pouring in the room through the window, and let her eyes adjust before opening them again.

Where was she?

The room- it was big enough for her, almost as big as her room back in Fomalhaut, and she was... on a bed, soft sheets tangled around her legs. Cactuses and ficus among a variety of other plants lined the room.

Yena got up, pushing her hair behind as she went to the window, surprised to see what looked like a street- houses and trees lining the road. She didn't remember coming here, so where was she?

A knock sounded on the room, and the door opened, revealing San, who was smiling at her. Yena smiled back as he came closer, dressed in all black.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"I feel okay, but where are we?" Yena looked out of the window again, "Why don't I remember-"

"You passed out, remember? We were practising magic and you passed out, I told you to eat before you practised!" San shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realise it would be that tiring," Yena looked at her hands- she didn't remember practising either. "Why don't I remember anything?"

"You must have knocked your head out," San said, flicking her forehead and she rubbed it, glaring at him, "Come on, let's eat before we start again.

As if on cue, Sana came in, carrying a tray of food, and Yena greeted her before she left, saying she should eat her fill. While the two ate chicken, San said, "You're still just a beginner with time magic. I wonder what we can do to improve it."

"Yeosang must have some idea," Yena drank from her glass. "Shouldn't we just go to him?"

"As soon as you're better," San replied. "How did you even learn what little you know about time magic?"

Yena scowled, "Don't you remember? Hongjoong and Yeosang taught me when-"

When Seonghwa died. 

San looked up at her, "What's wrong?"

Yena stared at him- why was he asking? He should know when she practised-

I went back in time. And I-

Yena spotted the moon-shaped scar on San's neck.

He had flicked her forehead.

"You're not San."

His eyes grew dark- and then the colour of his eyes changed to amber- 

Yena tried mustering up her magic, but she couldn't- she looked down at her hands. What was wrong?

She looked at San- everything was turning black, and suddenly she was engulfed in darkness, and she let out a little scream before she opened her eyes again.

"I wish you didn't have to try so hard," A voice- an unfamiliar voice sounded. Yena opened her eyes, but realised they were already open, but it was very dark.

"Junyoung," Yena struggled- she was tied to a chair- her arms tied to the chair post, her hands in shackles, her legs tied as well- the black dress she had worn to the feast in tatters, "You coward."

A low laugh rumbled, "Coward I may be, but you have to admit I got you for a second there." Yena felt the voice come closer, and then it sounded from behind her, making her jump a little. "Slowly, I'm gonna make you spill everything. You and I, Yena," he had his hands on her shoulder now, rubbing them, as he whispered in her ear- "We have a lot to accomplish."

Yena grimaced- she wished she could just see. She could feel his breath still tingling her neck and she wanted to hit him so bad-

"In your dreams," Yena countered, and he laughed again.

"No, Yena. In your dreams."

And Yena felt dread wash upon her as she realised what he meant.

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Everything in Seonghwa's home reminded him of Yena.

The library where they had spent hours and had their first kiss, the living room where they had enjoyed each other's company, his parents' room where she had stayed, his room where they had sat in comfortable silence all night long.

Yunho clicked his fingers in front of Seonghwa, and he realised he had been zoning out- he had been staring at the spot on the sofa where he had found her sitting upside down one day, claiming that it helped her think. He shook his head, drawing his attention to Yunho.

"I was asking where we should start."

"Right," Seonghwa shifted. "First, we go to Junyoung's room in this castle. We have to be able to find some sort of a clue there. We can plan further from there."

"Do you think he'd keep her in your kingdom? To mock you? He seems like the type to do that."

"He does," Seonghwa agreed, "And I was thinking we should start with the mountains of Bharani."

"Isn't it too cold for even him there?" Yunho asked, "I mean, I have no problem going there- ice and water, you know. But even he'd freeze out there."

"I agree, but he must be keeping her somewhere we would think impossible," Seonghwa leaned forward, rubbing his face. "I just... I want to find her as soon as possible."

Yunho sighed. This was really taking a toll on Seonghwa- he hadn't had a proper meal since she was gone. "We all do, Seonghwa. But... you have to take care of yourself too."

"I can't, when I think of what she might be facing, I want to throw up," Seonghwa slumped back, putting an arm over his face. "I experienced her memories first hand. She... she used to get beaten until she passed out and then they'd heal her and start over again, it's why she doesn't really have scars."

Yunho scooted closer to Seonghwa, putting an arm around him as he continued. "The only scar she has is from those shackles- you may have noticed those," Yunho nodded and Seonghwa took a deep breath. "I offered to heal those scars. But she wanted to keep them."

"It's the only reminder she has," Yunho sighed. "That's horrible."

"It is," Seonghwa wiped his eyes. "If he- if I find that he hurt her in any way, Yunho, I will not hold back."

Yunho stared at the eldest prince, his eyes dark with rage. "Alright. You don't have to. But please, Seonghwa, you have to take care of yourself too. I can't help you if it's only the hurt and the rage fueling you."

"I will," Seonghwa said, "Let's go to that bastard's room."

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"Did someone even live here?" Yunho wondered as he looked around the room- it looked emptier than the guest rooms Seonghwa had- at least those had plants and random books and accessories.

"It's like he wiped this room clean of any trace," Seonghwa opened the drawers- the only belongings there were a few pens and blank pages, a razor, his seal and such. Nothing gave him away. "Isn't this too clean?"

"It's unnerving," Yunho admitted. He checked under the bed, finding two pairs of shoes, "Do you think he's always lived like this?"

"He must have," Seonghwa wondered. "He... he was always a workaholic- as Jinki. He only talked about work, he never liked talking about personal matters and that was okay with me since I did not want him to either- he wasn't the type of person I could become close with, you know? We didn't click like Seokmin and San do, or Jaebeom and Hongjoong do, or any other one of you. I wonder why I never thought much about it."

"Soyeon makes up for it, doesn't she?" Yunho said.

"Yeah, she was usually the mood-setter, but why would Junyoung work as my Right Hand?"

"To turn you to his side?" Yunho looked at him, "Because of the nature of your magic."

"I don't think so. Could our powers have worked well with each other?"

"I don't think he needed the power of the Dark- I mean, he managed on his own pretty well," Yunho looked out of the window at the starry sky. "Besides, I think cold and dark make the best duo."

Seonghwa managed a smile at that. "You're always boasting about that, yet you rarely use your ice element."

"I prefer the water form more," he admitted. "I'll keep the ice for when I meet him."

"Why did Junyoung want to kill me? To get rid of the oldest prince first?" Seonghwa wondered. "And why did he change his plans?"

"He must have realised Hongjoong was a greater threat to him," Yunho replied, and paused as he made the connection. "What if... he somehow knew about the time travel? And changed his plan because of that?"

Seonghwa's eyes went wide in realisation, "That's... I guess anything is possible when it concerns him."

Yunho shook his head in disbelief, "That must be why he changed his plans. He somehow knew."

Seonghwa stared at the bed where Junyoung used to sleep every night. "We need to look into his background and find his motive. Why kill the princes? What does he really want? I don't think it's as simple as just ruling over the entire planet- there has to be a motive."

Yunho sighed, putting his hands in his pocket, "Let's find that."

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In the two days that San and Hongjoong had allowed themselves in the Kingdom of Scorpio, they had searched the entire city of Antares, gone through the plains of Acrab and Dschubba, crossed the Noor River to travel through the forests of Sargas and finally gone through the rocky terrain of the mountains in Jabbah, only to return back to the palace. It seemed like Junyoung wasn't in this Kingdom- and if he was, he must have put all of his magic into masking their strength, which meant that he wouldn't be exploiting Yena's magic for now. That gave them some relief.

San believed that even if Yena's magic was masked, he would only have to touch the ground to know if Yena was near or not. His magic knew hers well now, so it must work. 

The duo rested for the night before leaving for the Kingdom of Gemini- Yeosang had insisted that they take him with them to Fomalhaut, since it was more probable that Junyoung would be there, but Yeosang also wanted to see the place where Yena had grown up. So the duo took the route of the Turquoise Sea to reach Pollux, where Yeosang and Mingi awaited them.

Upon reaching Mebsuta, they were escorted to the castle- a majestic maze-like structure with high towers, the monochrome aesthetic shining in full glory. Like his twin's castle in Alhena, both were situated quite near the sea- Yeosang's with a view of the Turquoise sea, and Yena's with a view of the Pearl Sea.

The princes greeted each other with hugs and Yeosang insisted they have a proper meal before they discussed their plans. After lunch, they sat in the study, where Yeosang stretched notes in front of them.

"I think I know what Junyoung wants with Yena," he announced.

Hongjoong raised a brow. "And what is that?"

"The time magic itself," Yeosang took a chair in front of the three princes, "Think about it- apparently he's been 'monitoring' Yena throughout all those years, living with her in Fomalhaut, making sure the block stayed in her mind. Now why would he want to make sure of that?"

"So she doesn't find us?" Hongjoong shrugged.

"Yes, but there's more- when you try to contain something, doesn't it become worse?" 

San shifted. "Her power- because of being contained all these years, it came out in explosive surges."

"Exactly," Yeosang nodded. "It was more than just her not finding us and performing her princess duties- it was about her powers. It has to be."

"So how would he know when the right time was?" Mingi wondered.

"I think it was a chance," Hongjoong leaned forward. "He became Seonghwa's Right Hand what- three years ago? He's been a court member longer there, though. So he must have been trying to figure out what to do while getting close to Seonghwa and figuring out what to do with him- with us."

"And now he wants you dead," Mingi pointed out. "Because you're a threat to him."

"He wants Seonghwa dead too, he wants most of us dead," San said, "So are you saying he knew about the time travel thing?"

"I'm saying... he might have been the one who planned it all along," Yeosang sighed, "I think that Yena meeting us... was no coincidence."

San's eyes went wide at what Yeosang had just said. "You're saying... that Yena meeting me might not have been planned?"

"I don't exactly know how far Junyoung planned," Yeosang said, "And there's a possibility that he may have changed his plan if he saw her before Antares- which, to my knowledge, he didn't. I'll have to ask Seonghwa if in the past few months he's been out of Hamal. Anyways, if he somehow knew that Yena was getting healed, that would mean he changed his strategy accordingly."

"But how does the time travel fit in then?" Hongjoong asked.

"What if he killed Seonghwa on purpose?" Yeosang said, "To make sure Yena time travelled to bring him back- because he knew that she would. Isn't he the one who planted those dreams in Seonghwa? To prepare Yena for what she had to do?"

"And then we prepared Yena for him," Hongjoong's eyes were wide in horror. "We never thought he did that on purpose. Even if we did, we would have brought him back somehow."

"But why would he remember everything in this timeline?" Mingi asked. "When the timeline changes, everyone except Yena forgets. We go back to the past. So how would he know?"

"Yunho said they didn't let anyone except himself and Seonghwa know that Yena was in Seonghwa's castle," San pursed his lips. "Maybe it didn't matter that he would forget. If he already knew that Yena was getting healed, his plan wouldn't have changed. Except this time, Hongjoong replaced Seonghwa- he must have known something."

"He must have," Hongjoong agreed, "Maybe he knew through Seonghwa. Maybe he knew through Yena herself, when they met in Antares later. But what matters is that he... he is the mastermind behind all this."

"Yes," Yeosang shook his head, "Now the only question that remains is why he wants to time travel."

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Wooyoung and Jongho stood outside a house that looked abandoned- no sign of life remained. The other houses across the street were decorated with living plants- but this one looked... dead.

"When did you say Junyoung's uncle lived here last?" Jongho asked, mirroring Wooyoung's pose- hands on hips as the two stared at the house.

"Three years ago," Wooyoung answered, "Let's look inside first before asking around."

Jongho agreed, and the two unlocked the gate with magic- it seemed like someone was still looking after the house, possibly a relative or Junyoung himself. Dust sat on every shelf, and it actually looked like someone had been living here.

"Didn't you say he moved?" Jongho asked as he opened the cabinets- the smell of the expired jams and spices tingling his nose, "It doesn't look like he moved."

"It looks like he left in a hurry?" Wooyoung suggested, going to a room and finding a man's belongings there- clothes, shoes, accessories and vanity.

The two explored the single-story house, examining the ceilings and the walls for hidden compartments, but finding none. Under the bed, they found old photos of General Lee and their parents, the Lee brothers, General Lee and his wife, but no photo of Junyoung.

"What happened to General Lee's wife?" Jongho asked, "I don't think I ever heard much about her."

"I haven't heard much about her either, but I remember the adults talking about something like how she wasn't a faerie."

"She wasn't?" Jongho was surprised, but Wooyoung shrugged, saying he wasn't sure. "So where is she?"

"I don't know," Wooyoung said, "Back on Earth? Dead? No idea."

After asking around the neighbourhood, they found out that Junyoung's uncle had indeed disappeared. When they didn't see him come out of the house or anyone go in for a week, they finally checked but found out that he must have left. 

"I have a bad feeling about this," Wooyoung said, "What if something happened to him?"

"Wasn't he working with Junyoung though?" Jongho asked.

"He was, but... I don't know," Wooyoung sighed, "We should tell the others soon. And we should try to trace his whereabouts- he had a person who lived with him- someone who ran his errands for him. Kwon, I think his name was. We should look for him- he might know something."

"Let's do that," Jongho agreed, and the two stopped by to write letters, sending them via Jongho's birds.

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That night, Seonghwa received a letter from Jongho, and after reading the contents he showed it to Yunho.

"Isn't this the same uncle who controlled Junyoung too?" Yunho said as he read the letter, "I don't think he still has control over him."

"I agree," Seonghwa said, "In her memories, he was basically ordering everyone around. And he wanted Yena to learn the time magic too- what are the chances that he's still working with him?"

"We haven't really seen him or heard of him, have we?" Yunho shifted in his chair. "I guess we wait until Wooyoung finds out what happened to him."

"Do you think... this is somehow related to Junyoung's mother?" Seonghwa suggested, and Yunho narrowed his eyes. "I mean, the motive. Why does he want to time travel?"

"That's plausible actually," Yunho exhaled, "Maybe he wants to go back in time to meet his mother? But if she was a human, she might be living her life on Earth even now. Why time travel?"

"What if he only wants to go to Earth?" Seonghwa looked at Yunho. "But why would he need Yena's time magic for that?"

"Maybe somehow, there's a possibility that Yena can take him to Earth," Yunho's eyes went wide as he made the connection, "Isn't Earth what- a few light hundred years away from us? The faeries of our generation sacrificed their and our immortality so we could live like humans- like mortals here-"

"That must be it," Seonghwa nodded. "Yeosang might know better if this could work- if Yena takes him to Earth, she would have to time travel too."

"Yes," Yunho cleared his throat, wondering if he should say what he wanted to.

That Yena couldn't possibly survive the trip. And maybe Junyoung wouldn't either. It would be suicide.

"I know what you're thinking," Seonghwa muttered. "It is only one of the possibilities. We have to get to them before they attempt anything, Yunho."

"We've searched all of your Kingdom," Yunho said, "Let's go to mine tomorrow. Though I doubt he'd be there."

"We have to keep looking," Seonghwa sighed, his heart aching as he looked out at the starry sky, "It's all we can do."

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"How do I look?"

Seonghwa turned at Yena's voice, and Yena smiled nervously as she looked down at her dress- the black dress Seonghwa got her for the feast. Seonghwa scanned her- her blonde hair fell in loose curls, tied messily back, the pearl earrings dangling from her ears, the belt that held her waist.

"Say something," Yena laughed. Did he not like it?

"You look... amazing," Seonghwa finally smiled as he came towards her slowly, "I wonder who chose the dress for you."

Yena rolled her eyes as she turned to look in the mirror one last time, "I wonder?" She smiled and locked her arm with Seonghwa as he took her out of her room in Hongjoong's palace, with the intention of escorting her to the dining hall.

Only it looked like he had a detour planned.

"I really want to take a walk in the garden with you right now," he explained as he took the turn that led there.

"Do we have time?" Yena asked, her heart fluttering at his words. With a grin, he said they had enough time.

The sky was brighter than usual- the moon and the sun were dazzling. They strolled through the garden, arms still locked as they looked at the sky.

"It's a beautiful night, isn't it?" Seonghwa finally said. 

"It is," Yena smiled.

"I wish I could freeze time," Seonghwa cast a glance at her. "Just you and me, under the night sky. Time frozen."

"Since when are you such a romantic?" Yena teased, and he laughed, leaning forward to whisper in her ear.

"Since I saw you."

Yena bit her lip, trying not to smile as she looked up at him, "You're hopeless. I'm pretty sure you hated me when we first met."

"Did I now?" Seonghwa chuckled. "You should do it sometime. Freeze time for a few moments."

"What good is that gonna do?" Yena wondered out loud.

Seonghwa smirked. "When it's you and me under the starry night sky in Hamal, you'll know. Wait till you see it," he said, leaning forward, brushing his nose against hers. "You'll want to do it yourself."

Yena smiled, tempted to bring him in by his collar, "You say that like I haven't seen that sky, Seonghwa."

Seonghwa paused. Yena thought she saw a shadow pass over his eyes as he stared at her, but then he smiled, his hand going to her waist and bringing her closer, "You make me forget things."

Yena's arms automatically went around his neck, but she hesitated, "I don't think it's something you'd forget-"

Freeze time.

Time.

Why was Seonghwa, of all people, talking about time with her?

Seonghwa was scanning her face now, a frown drawing. "You're quick."

Everything turned black.

Yena opened her eyes- she was still tied to that chair, still wearing that black dress- it mocked her, clinging to her body with the sweat. She looked around, finding Junyoung sprawled across the sofa in that room. The room had a window, but it was boarded shut. The only light source was a candle.

"I guess it's too early to mention time in the illusions," Junyoung sighed, "Seeing how it triggers you to wake up. This is gonna make things tough."

Yena rolled her eyes, "If you just tell me what you want, maybe I'd consider doing it without you going through all this trouble."

"Would you now?" He looked at her, "If it was that simple, Yena, I would have just acted as Seoho and become closer to you and asked you to do a favour for me. You won't understand."

Yena was thinking now. "Look, Junyoung- Seoho- whoever you are. Do we have to do this? I know you weren't like this when we were kids- when your uncle made you do things-"

"He didn't make me do anything," Junyoung's voice was loud. "Whatever I did, I did it out of my own will. Don't think I ever went soft on you, Yena."

Yena gulped, "Alright. My memories aren't fully back. What do you both want from me? Where's he now?"

Junyoung stared at her, and began to laugh slowly, annoying Yena to her core as he clapped on his leg. "I act alone now. It's just me. As for my uncle... Let's say I had no use for him anymore."

Junyoung got up then, and Yena felt dread wash upon her as his words sank in. "We had the same motive earlier- get you to learn and master time magic. But the reason... it was different. I only acted along because I was going to get rid of him once you did learn. Except," he came to stand behind her, putting one hand over her shoulder and caressing her head with the other.

"Except you weren't all that good we thought you'd be."

Yena had to stifle the urge to cringe away from him. "I was a kid. Did you think I could master time magic at that age?"

"You could have, if you'd just," he lightly slapped her shoulder, "given in."

Yena felt a small amount of satisfaction at the fact that he knew she didn't give in. And hoped he knew she sure as hell wasn't going to give in now.

"What makes you think I'd give in now?" Yena challenged.

Junyoung let out a short laugh, "Oh, dear. Now that I know you've seen that starry sky," he came in front of her, winking at her, "I'm gonna make you dream of things you'll never see. And when you start to believe it as your reality," he bent forward, running a finger from her temple down to her chin, nudging it up so she looked at him, "I'll make you do everything I want. And make you forget everything you know."

Yena was grinding her teeth now. She noticed that he wasn't hiding the colour of his eyes anymore. "Why don't you show me your true face, Prince of Illusions? Or have you forgotten what you looked like?"

Junyoung smirked, "I'm not tired of wearing this skin yet," he brought his face closer, "But if you want, I can make you forget what you look like too."

Yena bared her teeth at him, cringing away from him. Junyoung only laughed, drawing back finally, to her relief, laughing maniacally as he left the room.

Yena slumped in her chair- she had to be careful. She could not give any information to him.

She could not give in. She couldn't let him know which memories she held dear.

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"I won!" Hongjoong announced, pumping his fists in the air excitedly. Yeosang and Yena groaned, mirroring each other's expressions as they threw their heads back, further annoyed when Hongjoong started doing a silly dance around them.

Yena gawked at him. "Prince of Light, the one prince everyone would agree to be titled 'King' if need be," she turned to Yeosang. "Were you all in your right mind when you thought that was a good idea?"

Hongjoong rolled around laughing, Yeosang letting out a sigh, "I think we might have to reconsider once we go back to our dimension."

"You better," Yena grinned. "Okay, Hongjoong, enough. You won at rock-paper-scissors, no big deal. Come on, Yeosang, let's end this."

Yeosang nodded, and the twins put their fists in the air, muttering 'rock-paper-scissors'. Yeosang drew a rock and Yena, to Hongjoong's amusement and her regret, drew a scissor.

Yeosang let out a cute laugh, making both of them double over with laughter. The two turned to Yena, and she put her hands up in surrender.

"Alright, give me my punishment."

Yeosang and Hongjoong stood up for the dramatics, rubbing their hands, warming them up as they smirked devilishly at Yena who was to receive a finger-flick from both of them. Yena rolled her eyes- they had been at this game for hours now, bored out of their minds since they could do nothing else and were waiting for Yena's magic to replenish, so they had come up with all sorts of punishments- butt smacking, hand slapping, elephant spin, pinching, and of course finger flick to the forehead- one that she was to receive finally after she had been on a winning streak for a while.

"My turn first," Yeosang said, and Yena drew her bangs back, making puppy eyes at him.

"Don't hit your sister too hard, will you?"

"This card won't work on me," he assured her and Yena slumped, muttering 'so much for being twins'. He prepared himself, standing right in front of her, and she shut her eyes as she braced herself.

A few moments passed. "What's taking you so long- ow!"

He'd hit her right when she opened her eyes to check, and as she clutched her forehead, wincing in pain. It was Yeosang's turn to high-five Hongjoong as they both danced around her. 

"Very princely of you both," she muttered as she cursed under her breath at the pain shooting across her forehead.

"Not as princely as you cursing," Hongjoong retorted. "Princess."

"I only found out a few days ago, you can't exactly blame me," Yena stuck out her tongue. "Come on now. Get it done with."

"Alright," Hongjoong came forward, rubbing his hands as he stood in front of her. Yena didn't close her eyes this time, watching him rub his hands excitedly.

"Wait-" Yena said, thinking she had spotted gold tendrils on his hand, but Hongjoong suddenly flicked her forehead, sending pain and his magic shooting across her forehead.

And this time, Yena's howl of pain was louder.

Hongjoong and Yeosang were dancing until they saw Yena who was clutching her forehead in pain, and Hongjoong understood then, rushing towards her and touching her forehead, taking his magic back.

"Did you do that on purpose?" Yena gaped at him.

"No, no, I didn't realise," he said, "I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay, it's just... it's like my magic tried to fight back when yours suddenly entered."

"It must be because of the surprise," Yeosang said, "Whenever foreign magic enters, that's usually what happens the first few times. Unless it's healing magic."

Yena looked at Hongjoong, who was trying not to laugh at the sight of her red forehead, "What exactly is your magic, apart from the healing?"

"Healing isn't always all that nice," Hongjoong sat down beside her, crossing his legs, "I can... un-heal, if that makes sense."

"Oh," Yena nodded slowly. "That's... interesting."

Yeosang scoffed, "Haven't you heard the rumours?"

"I have," Yena smiled, "The Prince of Light who can make your eyes burn."

Hongjoong laughed, "The origin of this rumour was because of my visuals, but-"

"Oh please," Yeosang said, "We all know who the original visual is."

Hongjoong and Yeosang started bickering and Yena watched them amused, stretching her neck to look at the sky.

~

Yena woke up with a jolt. 

It was utterly dark, save for the light leaking through the messily shut window. And it was hot. Where was she? 

And was that another illusion?

But it was not, she realised. It was a dream- a memory. All that had happened during her time in the other dimension with Yeosang and Hongjoong while they had prepared her for time travel. She had been reliving that moment in her dream.

How utterly ironic, she thought, to be dreaming a memory when Junyoung was making her live in an illusion over and over again.

At this point, she was going to lose all sense of reality. She would never know if she was dreaming, in an illusion, or awake. She sighed, waiting until her breathing was normal, and then she looked around.

The room was about 10 by 10 feet, she was tied to a chair right in the middle of the room, there was a window to her left boarded shut, and she narrowed her eyes as if she could see outside, but all she got was bright light coming. She sniffed the air and it smelt damp. 

In front of her was the door. Next to the door was the sofa on the right, where Junyoung sat whenever he came and put her in one of his illusions. That was all there was in the room- nothing else.

There was a woman, who it seemed possessed the magic of rendering a person immobile- she would take her to the bathroom behind her twice a day, where she was allowed to wash up. In case she tried to do something- which she had once, the woman would freeze her where she stood. 

As for food- the woman fed her twice a day herself. It really seemed like Junyoung was taking no chances. Yena had to roll her eyes when she first heard of this. After all, tied like this, she couldn't exactly grab the plate and kill someone, could she?

Yena tried testing the grip of her ropes- there had to be some sort of a magic at work here too, since no matter how hard she tried, the ropes remained tight around her body, digging into her flesh now- the skin was long gone due to her efforts over the previous days.

And how many days exactly had passed? Four? Five? She had no idea. It might as well be a week. She felt her throat tighten.

The princes- her friends.... they had to be looking for her, wouldn't they?

She missed all of them so much.

Yena shut her eyes, roiling her magic up, trying to send a signal to Seonghwa.

When she had kissed Seonghwa that time in their room in Antares, when he had those dreams of killing Hongjoong, she had felt it. she had felt the same black magic in his mind.

She had been utterly surprised, and had thought it might be because of the healing sessions. So she had done what he had done for her once. She had slipped in her magic, wrapping it around his as a brace, protecting it against the black tendril. 

Whether Seonghwa had felt it, he had not commented on it. But his magic had embraced her back too.

She didn't know if it would work. What even made her do this was because of how San had slipped her magic in and had used that to comfort her in her healing sessions. But he was usually in physical contact when he did that.

It would probably not work. A tear escaped her eye.

Her obvious connection to Yeosang was masked by Junyoung's power, so she couldn't send a signal to him either. At this point, no one would ever know where she was. Not even her.

Her mind went back to the dream she had, and she smiled through her tears at the memory of the forehead flicking. Hongjoong's magic had shook her mind-

Forehead flicking- Seoho's habit. Her heart sank in realisation. Was that how he had monitored Yena all those years? Stayed close to her, occasionally flicking her forehead in a friendly manner... and sending magic? Making sure that the block in her mind was intact?

And then in Altarf, when she had dodged it and she had thought his expressions had gone dark for a second...

Then again in Antares, when he had actually managed to flick her forehead- he would have known then that she was not the Yena from his present.

Yena sighed in frustration. She felt sick suddenly, at the thought of how she had never noticed it. She prayed- it was all she could do.

Prayed someone would find her- or she would find them again.

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Mingi was left alone at Yeosang's castle after the three princes had departed to Fomalhaut in search of answers, and if they were lucky, Yena. He was going to spend the night here and then go search Castor- Yena's part of the kingdom tomorrow. It would truly be ironic if she was, by some chance, there, of all places.

Yeosang's Right Hand, Namjoon had been working along with Mingi, and he told Mingi how Yeosang handled his kingdom so well- the castle in Castor, where Mingi himself had only been once a few years ago, was now fully functioning in case the lost twin ever came. Mingi was tempted to tell him that she had, but he only nodded as Namjoon praised his Prince.

Noticing Mingi's expressions, he told him that he knew about the princess along with two other people who would be accompanying him tomorrow to the princess' castle- Taehyung and Wheein- Yeosang's Captain of Guard and Vice Captain of Guard. Mingi's own staff had departed to take care of his kingdom, so Yeosang had lent his best guards, who were exceptional trackers as well.

Taehyung and Wheein met him that night to discuss search strategies and offered to lend him their help for the search in his own kingdom too. Mingi thanked them, saying they should- he had a hunch that Yena was on this continent.

For some reason, Mingi felt that Junyoung would be residing either in Fomalhaut or Castor- the two places that Yena would call home- if Junyoung was the type of person to rub such things in your face. And knowing him, he was. San was right- they had to search every kingdom just to be sure.

But Mingi felt that if not for these two, she would either be in the mountains in Seonghwa's Kingdom- Bharani, or in the desert in Mingi's own Kingdom- Algeiba. Since Mingi was the one who had been with Yena for the shortest while, he had a feeling that Junyoung would use that too.

But Junyoung had no idea what Mingi was capable of.

And Mingi planned to burn him alive when the time came- though he wasn't so sure he would be able to hold on his own against him. 

The next morning, the three travelled from Mebsuta to Alhena, a two hour ride by carriage. Like Pollux, Castor was also mostly plain landscape, the only change from the scenery in the north being the forest that the two shared with Mingi. Mingi's plan was to start with Alhena, then go north to Wasut where the forest was. They had travelled in the forest then, returning in Yeosang's territory to the forest in Mekbuda, and continuing east till they were in Denebola- Mingi's part of the forest.

From Denebola, he would travel to his castle in Regulus, from where he would take more faeries and go to the desert. 

As soon as they arrived in Alhena, the three ditched the carriage and after lunch, walked on foot using their fae speed. Taehyung and Wheein, familiar with Yeosang's magic, were positive they could detect Yena's if she was in their range, since the two shared the same magic.

Unless Junyoung was masking Yena- which was why Mingi was here. 

He was the only one who could see through the masking of a magic, and like Hongjoong, he could nullify illusions too. It was why he decided to stick with Taehyung and Wheein- the trio stood a chance at finding Yena.

And if need be, he would go to other kingdoms too. For Yeosang, who was a big brother to him.

For the Princess, the sister he never got to know.

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San, Hongjoong and Yeosang landed in Fomalhaut.

For a moment, the three breathed in the air- it smelled fresh, thanks to the amount of greenery. Earlier, they had crossed the Pearl Sea, and in their hearts, had wished that Yena would soon see the sea named after her.

Fomalhaut was a busy island- ships docked on the port where the princes had landed, well hidden in their cloaks, dimming their powers so no one would detect them. As they walked further in, it changed to a market, reminding San of Altarf, and further ahead were the residential areas and workplaces.

"Amazing how well the people manage it," Hongjoong commented. "If it was Earth, well... you know how humans think." 

Yeosang shook his head and they continued walking to the address of Eun Young- more famously known as Cheetah here. It seemed like what Yena had said about Fomalhaut was true- everyone knew everyone here. 

Finally, going through numerous maze-like streets, they arrived in front of a house. It looked old- in need for renovation. The paint had peeled off the walls.

"This is where Yena grew up," Yeosang breathed as he stood in front of the house. Hongjoong patted his back.

"She grew up well," San looked at Yeosang. "She had a good mentor. Let's go."

San knocked at the door, and a few moments later, a middle-aged woman opened the door. 

"Eun Young?" San asked, and she nodded, observing the trio, who observed her back. San internally smiled- when Yena had said she really did look like a cheetah, she wasn't lying.

He supposed it meant he really did look like a fox too.

"I'm- I'm Yena's brother," Yeosang finally said, surprising the other two- they hadn't exactly planned how to introduce themselves.

"Yena's brother?" Eun Young's eyes went wide. "Are you here for Yena?"

"No, it's a long story," Yeosang inhaled. "She found me. But... we need your help now."

Eun Young narrowed her eyes at the three, but shrugged, inviting them in, and the three collectively sighed in relief as they stepped inside, leading to what looked like the living room with an open kitchen.

Hongjoong and San drew back their cloaks, and Eun Young turned as she put tea on the stove, almost dropping the sugar pot in her hands as she looked at Hongjoong.

"What's the Prince of Light doing with Yena's brother?"

Hongjoong looked at San and Yeosang- they hadn't expected she would recognise one of them. "You... recognise me?"

"My mother lived in Antares," Eun Young said, bowing, "I've seen you enough times to recognise you."

"Well, I suppose there's no need to hide our identities then," Yeosang said, "I'm Kang Yeosang of Space. This is Choi San of Earth." 

Eun Young gaped, bowing again, and looked like she was about to say something, but paused. "You said you're Yena's brother?"

"I am," Yeosang admitted. "Yena has told us a lot about you."

"Don't tell me," Eun Young laughed in disbelief, "She's the Lost Twin?"

"The one and only," San smiled.

Eun Young apologised as she took a seat, letting all this information sink in. She was smiling now. 

"You must have had a long journey," she said, "Let me fix something for you to eat."

As she went into the kitchen, the three met eyes. She seemed like a nice woman, and Yeosang was relieved that she grew up well. As Eun Young set the table with sandwiches, cookies and tea, the three decided to tell her about Junyoung as well, if she was willing to help.

As the princes ate, famished, Eun Young stared at Yeosang- he did look quite like Yena. He even felt like Yena- it was unnerving. San noticed, and he shared a knowing smile.

"How did you both find each other?" She finally asked, "And where is she now?"

San cleared his throat, "Yena found me in Altarf first- purely coincidental. I learned about the block in her mind- it was hindering her magic. I took her to the High Healers, but they suggested we go to Antares. But Yena... her magic felt familiar to me, because it felt like Yeosang's. As her memories started to come back, I realised she might be the Lost Princess we've been searching for."

"The block in her mind," Hongjoong began, "It was planted by... Seoho."

"Seoho?" Eun Young frowned. "How come?"

"Seoho isn't who you thought he was," Hongjoong said, "He's the Prince of Illusions- the Prince we thought dead."

"That's... unbelievable," Eun Young put her head in her hands, "He met me a few months ago- when Yena was in Altarf. I told him she was in Altarf."

San looked at Hongjoong, "I remember Yena telling me something about meeting a friend from Fomalhaut in the market. I didn't realise..."

Hongjoong shook his head- Junyoung had planned this long ago, it seemed, "He's been going by the name of Jinki, acting as Prince Seonghwa's Right Hand. He has been plotting something- he had been monitoring Yena while they lived here, making sure the block to her mind stayed intact. Why he suddenly left for Hamal and why he decided to make contact with Yena, we aren't sure yet."

"What happened to Yena?"

Yeosang wanted to be the one to tell, but he was unable to. He looked at San for help. San nodded, "Yena told me she found herself in front of an orphanage when she was... six?" 

Eun young nodded and he continued, "Seoho- Junyoung, actually, and his uncle- General Lee's brother had been keeping her captive in the mountains of Rukbat before that. She was kidnapped at the age of two. You may have noticed the scars on her wrists."

"Oh god," Eun Young looked like she was about to cry. "Why?"

"She's the Princess of Space," San said, "the Princess of Time too- her other title, one kept secret throughout the generations. They probably wanted her to master the time magic quickly so they could use it."

"Except not everyone is able to do that," Yeosang added, "And as a kid, Yena wasn't able to. It was only recently, when Prince Hongjoong and Seonghwa healed her, and her magic came out in full force that Junyoung planned a trigger, forcing her to time travel."

They paused for a few moments, letting all that information sink in, and when Eun Young finally nodded, Yeosang continued, "Junyoung has kidnapped her, again. He is very powerful- after all, he could have been a prince too. Much happened, and he took her. We don't know where she is, he is masking her scent just like they did years ago, so we're unable to find her like we could have."

Eun Young exhaled, "Seoho... Junyoung. I should have known- I offered to teach him to master his magic so many times, but he just wouldn't tell me what his magic was. I should have known something was up with him, but... he was too kind, ironically. A bit too kind, if I have to say."

"That's how he's been," San nodded. "He deceived everyone. Yena didn't know it was him until the last moment."

"I hope she's okay," she looked at Yeosang, who only nodded. "How can I help?"

"We'll be searching for any clues, see if Junyoung and Yena are here," Hongjoong said, "If you know anything about where Junyoung lived when he was here, you should tell us."

"I helped him move out," Eun Young admitted. "He didn't leave anything behind- what he didn't need, he threw away. He was meticulously neat. Another family moved in, so I guess it won't be of any use."

Hongjoong nodded, "Then we'll just use you as a guide to search in Fomalhaut."

Eun Young nodded, "If you don't have a place to stay, please feel free to stay here- I have free rooms."

"Thank you," Yeosang said, "Yena... did she live here?"

"Yes," Eun Young smiled sadly. "She's one of my best students. I'm very fond of her. Her magic was unique, and I helped her in any way I could."

"Yena has told me a lot about you," San said, smiling. "She's quite fond of you too."

"She was always so kind to the other kids too- apart from threatening to portal them into another world whenever she got angry," Eun Young said, and Yeosang scoffed, "She would get tired too quickly whenever she used her magic, so that's why I got her checked- how we found about the block."

"It wasn't easy, was it?" Yeosang asked, "The healing process."

"It wasn't," Eun Young nodded, "It was very painful, that's why I had to let her go to Altarf."

They sat in silence for a few moments as they sipped on their tea, each lost in their own thoughts. Eun Young looked at Yeosang, "Do you remember Yena from your childhood?"

"A little," Yeosang said, "But I always felt a part of me was missing- it's because we share the power meant for one. Without each other, we'd feel incomplete. Our magic was supposed to be used together- it works better that way."

"I see," Eun Young sipped. "Do you want to see Yena's room?"

The three looked at each other, and Yeosang managed to say 'please'.

Eun Young led them upstairs, the wooden stairs creaking. She told them she had five rooms in total, and at one point two had shared a room- some got adopted, some moved out when they became independent, so only two kids other than Yena remained. 

They entered Yena's room- it was small, but big enough for two single beds with a table in the middle of them. The table was full of Yena's belongings- vanity, a mirror, accessories in a box, some notebooks and stationery. 

There was a small closet, where Yena's clothes and shoes were, and near it hung photo frames- one of Yena and Eun Young, which seemed recent, one of Yena and a girl, where Yena looked about 15, and one of all the kids, where Yena was about 10. The three smiled at the photos- she looked more like Yeosang when she was young.

"This one looks exactly like you," San pointed at the one where Yena was ten. "Get rid of the long hair and we have Yeosang."

"Does it now," he smiled. 

"I'll leave you three," Eun Young said, "Let's search tomorrow then, you should rest. If you need anything, please let me know."

"Thank you for letting us stay," Yeosang said.

"Anything for Yena's family," she smiled, leaving.

Yeosang looked around the room, going to the bed, picking the notebook and opening it. It was labelled 'Yena'. He realised he was seeing her handwriting for the first time.

He hesitated, but turned the pages- it seemed like a random notebook where she jotted down things to do, things to buy, or just doodled. He was turning the pages when he paused, gasping.

She had drawn the Gemini constellation- drawing little stars on the constellations. He turned the pages to check if she had made other constellations too, but she hadn't. 

As if she knew.

"Guys, look at this," Yeosang showed them the doodle, putting a hand over his mouth in disbelief. Hongjoong and San stared at the doodle for a good minute too.

"I guess she always somehow knew," Hongjoong looked at Yeosang, patting his shoulder. "It's the way she remembered her name- held on to it till the very last moment. And held on to her birthmark. She never forgot what was important to her."

San shook his head, smiling. He wished she had been here when they would see the place where she had grown up. The circumstances now weren't what he had imagined they would be.

Yeosang smiled, placing the book back, lying across the bed, his throat tight and tears threatening to spill. "Let's search everywhere we can- not just Fomalhaut."

"Don't worry," San said, "We'll find her this time, before she does."

"We better," he sighed. He was still in awe- she hadn't forgotten who she was. In her heart, she had always known.

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"It really doesn't look like she's in Alhena," Taehyung said as he sat on one of the chairs in the dining hall, taking off his weapon belt and setting it on another chair next to him, sighing in exhaustion. He ran a hand through his black curls and looked at Wheein.

"I didn't feel anything either," she said, letting her blue hair loose, rubbing her scalp, "Did you?"

"No," Mingi admitted. They had been at it till way past midnight, and now they had finally come to the castle where they would stay and rest until they were ready to move, "Let's go north tomorrow then."

"Yeah," Taehyung said, "Let's make sure we all rest properly."

Food arrived, and they ate dinner- very late for dinner actually, and Mingi apologised to the chef who just dismissed him, saying his kitchen was open for him. After a silent dinner, since they were too tired to speak as well, the two left to sleep, leaving Mingi roaming the halls of Yena's castle.

The castle was twin to Yeosang's- monochrome on the outside with the sea quite close to it. The interior was themed silver and blue- like their magic. Mingi went to the Princess' chamber, where Yeosang had said he could stay in one of the rooms. Dangling the key in his hands, he entered the chamber.

It consisted of a few rooms other than the Princess' own room, and a living room- quite big, and a study with a spectacular view of the Pearl Sea. It looked like Yeosang used this chamber when he came to stay here- it was well furnished, and there were books and notes on the table and shelves too.

There was a note stuck on one of the doors, from Heejin- one of the court members- saying he could stay here. Mingi picked the note, folding it absently as he stood outside Yena's room instead, hesitating before opening the door.

The room that the Princess never got to use. 

It looked like Yeosang didn't use it either though. There was nothing in the room save for furniture, but on the table were small plants, a few books from Yeosang's collection, and some photos.

Mingi picked a frame, smiling at the picture of the twins from when they were babies, the red birthmark on Yeosang's face the only way he could tell them apart. Another picture was of the Kang parents holding their kids. Then there was one of Seonghwa, Hongjoong, Yeosang and Yena.

Mingi's heart went out for Seonghwa. He really was in love with Yena- it was evident on his face. Mingi was still confused about how much time they had spent together, and how much Seonghwa remembered, which according to him, was all of both the timelines. He supposed it had been enough.

He remembered how his parents had told him to be daring when it came to love- to not hesitate when you find the right person, because it meant you had a chance of losing them. With faeries, love was different than it is for humans- faeries felt love much more deeply, and they had this connection with their significant others that humans couldn't comprehend. Mingi didn't understand how it worked- he had only ever heard of it. Soulmates, they called it.

He placed the frames back, taking one of the notebooks and doodling a cartoon with small planets around its head, writing 'The Princess of Space', then drawing another little cartoon with fire around its head. 

He hoped the Princess would see it one day. Sighing, he finally went to his room to sleep.

~

The next day, the three gathered in the afternoon, packing fresh food for the journey. Mingi felt tempted to tell the staff to expect the Princess soon, but he had to hold himself back- he didn't want to think negatively, but anything could happen. 

The three went on foot like before, travelling with their fae speed, their senses on alert for any sign of familiar magic. On and on they went, until they were in the territory of Wasut, night upon them. Mingi decided they should have dinner in one of the restaurants before they went for the forest; they wouldn't be finding meals for a while then.

After ordering three servings of meat, the trio sat, discussing how Castor was so similar to Pollux. Thanks to Yeosang, the two states have been running in harmony.

"Can I ask you something?" Wheein looked at Mingi, her eyes brimming with curiosity.

"Sure," Mingi said.

Wheein sighed wistfully, "What is the Princess like? You've met her, right?"

Taehyung gave Wheein a warning look but Mingi smiled at them. It was natural to be curious about the long lost princess. 

"I've only been with her for a short while," Mingi admitted, "As you both know, me and Yeosang only went there a day before the feast- a day before she got taken."

The two nodded, and Mingi continued, "Meeting her... felt unreal. Her magic felt so familiar, she looked familiar except she was not... if that makes sense."

Wheein smiled a little, saying it did. "Does she look too much like Prince Yeosang?"

"They are twins, Wheein," Taehyung smiled, "I think I knew it when I saw her too. I was there, you know. I got a glimpse of her when she was in the castle- for some reason, even though I didn't know who she was, she felt familiar. It was probably because she looked like our Prince."

"Yeah, that's how I felt," Mingi laughed. "But she's... how do I put it? She's like us. We all spent the whole night talking and catching up with each other, and not once did I feel that she was out of place. It felt right. Though I wish I had gotten to know her more."

Wheein pursed her lips, "We will find her, won't we? Someone has to."

Taehyung sighed, drinking, "Someone has to. Also, Junyoung- do we stand a chance against him?"

"Well," Mingi thought, "Probably not. But I have a plan, in case I find him. And you both- promise me you'll follow my instructions."

Wheein and Taehyung shared a look, and then Mingi let them on his plan- which was, if they ever got close to finding Junyoung and things went right. The two hesitated at first- it was utterly dangerous, but they couldn't say no to the Prince, and he sounded so sure that Yena was where he thought she would be- probably because his land called to him.

Or maybe because he was being paranoid, but nobody said that out loud. Not even Mingi, who knew there might be a chance he was wrong about this hunch he had.

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"You take the front, I take the back," Wooyoung said.

"It's got to be the opposite, you fool. You knew General Lee better- if Kwon will talk to someone, it will be you."

"Right," he clicked his tongue, motioning Jongho to follow him.

After tracing Kwon's whereabouts for a day, they finally learned that he ran a small business of wooden crafts somewhere between Nunki and Kaus Medionalis. It was quite a change- it looked like he had retired from living his life like Junyoung's uncle, and it was a wonder that he stayed in the same continent. 

But if he worked with the two, it meant that there was a chance that he knew Yena's identity. And Wooyoung was going to get answers from him.

Jongho sneaked in through the back door, opening the locks without a sound, spotting a man with greying hair working on carving. He had a knife in his hand- it could be used as a weapon. Wooyoung should be careful.

To Jongho's surprise, Wooyoung entered like a normal customer, greeting the man with a bow as he looked around, meeting eyes with Jongho for a millisecond. He said something in praise of his crafts, to which the man bowed his head in thanks as he continued working. 

Wooyoung finally stood in front of him, Jongho waiting for the signal. "How long have you been situated here?"

The man didn't look up, "2 years, I think."

"You must know Lee Joon Hyuk then," Wooyoung asked, referring to Junyoung's uncle.

The man set the wooden piece on his desk, the knife still in his hand as he looked at Wooyoung, scanning him. "Who are you?"

"Jung Wooyoung."

Jongho saw Kwon's free hand go behind his back, and he finally appeared out of the shadows, "I wouldn't try that if I was you."

Kwon shook his head, dumping his knife on the table. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Wooyoung took a seat, Jongho joining, as he said, "Please sit. We just want to talk."

He did, and Wooyoung asked, "Do you know the whereabouts of Lee Joon Hyuk?"

"I don't," he said, but it was obvious that he was lying. 

"The only reason I don't have you suffocating on the very air you breathe is because you have information that I want," Wooyoung glared at him and the man visibly gulped. "And I know everything about your past ventures with Joon Hyuk and Junyoung, so you might as well tell me."

Kwon scanned the two princes in front of him, and sighed, "Have you finally found Yena then?"

"That's Princess Yena for you," Jongho's voice was steel. But to his surprise, Kwon sighed in relief.

"I never thought Joon Hyuk would go to that extent of torture," he admitted, "He kept me close to him only because I used to be his friend, and because he needed my power of healing- I'm the one who healed Yena every time he tortured her."

Wooyoung bit the inside of his cheek- he didn't know whether he should curse at him or thank him for the relief he provided to Yena.

Kwon rubbed his face, "I told him over and over again that what he wanted- mastering the time magic, was too much for Yena- the little girl I knew. She was only a child, she couldn't have possibly mastered it."

"Why did he want it?" Jongho asked.

"Originally, Joon Hyuk simply wanted to bring his brother back," Kwon said, "You both don't know, but those two were very close. Joon Hyuk was never jealous of him being titled the Prince- what he would have been if he had lived to see it. But he was angry with the other generals because they let him die."

"Did they, though? Let General Lee die, I mean," Wooyoung asked.

"Technically, they didn't. Lee was tired- he was selfish and welcomed death when it came to him. He couldn't bring the love of his life on this planet, so for the well-being of his son, he had to choose to bring him here, and leave his wife behind."

Wooyoung sighed. It was indeed sad, how General Lee had to choose between his wife and son. "So about Junyoung dying-"

"That was Joon Hyuk's plan," he said, and the princes weren't surprised, but what he said next made them pause, "But then Junyoung died too, because of a forbidden magic he used to call a darkling from their planet-"

"Wait," Wooyoung leaned forward. "Junyoung died? And where do darklings come in?"

"Didn't you figure it out?" Kwon sat back in his seat, sighing, "The Prince is as dead as he could be since some 20 years ago, buried under the earth. The one who wears the skin of Junyoung isn't a faerie, it's a darkling- a child Joon Hyuk raised as Junyoung, to use his magic to bring the real Junyoung back."

Wooyoung and Jongho looked at each other, eyes wide with horror.

"He raised Junyoung- the darkling- in that house in Rukbat, until he was grown up enough to perform magic. He kidnapped Yena next."

"So why did he decide to let her go? Why not keep her?"

"He had bigger things planned," Kwon shifted, "He wanted to trigger her to learn that magic, once she was mature enough. He could wait a few years for that. Only, he didn't live to see that day."

"What do you mean?"

"Junyoung killed him," Kwon revealed, and Wooyoung and Jongho looked at each other in surprise, "He'd had enough of being used by him. What Junyoung wanted, I guess, was different from what Joon Hyuk wanted."

"And what does he want?" Jongho dared to ask.

"I'm not sure, and I have been hiding from Junyoung for years now- if he sees me, he would kill me too, because I know him. But he didn't want General Lee to come back," Kwon looked at the princes. "If I had to guess, he wants to bring back the real Junyoung- Prince Junyoung too."

"Why?"

"I pray it's not what he's doing... it's not pretty," he sighed, "He'll use the prince's power and he'll be invincible then- a darkling and a faerie possessing the same magic side by side- you get the image."

"And where does Yena come in?"

"Yena is the Princess of Space. You all have no idea what she is capable of."

"Enlighten us," Wooyoung said, dreading what was to come.

"I once managed to sneak on Junyoung's notes- he had made some calculations. I thought it was him making the calculations for the trip to Earth- but those calculations were wrong. He wants to open the portal to the planet of the Darklings. Maybe he wants to rule both the planets- he might be capable if he succeeds in bringing the Prince back from the dead."

"He has Yena," Wooyoung admitted, and Kwon almost fell from his chair. "He had been acting as Prince Seonghwa's Right Hand for years now, monitoring Yena in Fomalhaut as well. She found out about the block in her mind and went to Altarf, started getting her memories and magic back. She found us all, and Junyoung killed Seonghwa, which led her time travelling back to save him, where Junyoung changed his plan and took her instead."

"You all fell right into his trap," He shook his head, "Don't you see what he did? He triggered her to learn that magic, so when he took her, she was prepared. You served her like a platter to him."

"Why did you not tell the Princes, anyone, about Yena?" Jongho retorted, "All these years, wasted. Why?"

"I don't know," he sighed, "I prayed she would find you all. It looks like she did, except Junyoung might have planned all of this."

"Do you have any idea where he might keep her?" Wooyoung asked.

"Not in Rukbat," Kwon said, and they nodded, "Probably in Bharani or Algieba. Maybe even in Yena's own territory. But that's only my guess, he could be keeping her anywhere. Hell, he might have even done the deed by now. How long since he took her?"

"4 days," Jongho said, "How much time do you reckon we have?"

"A week, if she doesn't break earlier," Kwon said. 

Wooyoung nodded, getting up, "We have no more time to waste. If you learn anything, you have to tell us. It's the least you can do for Yena."

Kwon looked like he was drowning in regret, but he nodded.

"Anything for the Princess."

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"Eun Byeol!" Yena shouted, her fists tightening, "Come back this instant!"

Eun Byeol, hair a wild mess from running, turned and stuck out her tongue at Yena, infuriating her further as she ran away.

Yena sighed, pinching her nose bridge- she could feel a headache coming already. She heard someone laughing lightly behind her, and she turned, spotting a mop of dark red hair.

"Seoho!" Yena shook her head, "Don't tell me you witnessed all that!"

"I did," Seoho shook with laughter, coming closer to her as he hugged her in greeting, "How have you been?"

"Just like you saw," Yena drew back, shaking her head in the direction where Eun Byeol had run off to, a ghost of a smile on her face. "What about you?"

"Do you wanna go eat something?" Seoho wiggled his eyebrows. "I never treated you for my 16th birthday, did I?"

"Glad you remember," Yena grinned. "Let's go."

The two went to a nearby café, ordering hot chocolate and coffee. As they sipped on their coffee, Seoho told her he planned to leave Fomalhaut now.

"Is this a farewell treat then?" Yena's expressions fell.

"You could say that," Seoho sighed, sitting back in his chair.

"What about your family?"

"I don't have parents, and I broke things up with my uncle," he said, his expressions growing dark. Yena knew he didn't like talking about his uncle, so she only nodded. "I'm a free man now. I'm going to travel around, see where I feel good and settle there."

"Will you visit us? You know Cheetah adores you."

"And you?" He leaned forward, putting his arms on his knees as he leaned forward, "Will you miss me?"

Yena rolled her eyes, sipping to hide the flush creeping on her face. "Of course I will. You've been a good friend, Seoho. You're the only one who sees me, not my power."

"Oh well, that's true," He leaned back then, smiling at her. "Should I beat up the kids for you?"

Yena scoffed, "They'll hang you upside down in the backyard if you so much as touch them."

Seoho laughed, "I'll try to visit. I'll have to look for work, and I don't know when I'll have time to take a vacation," he sighed, "But I could always invite you."

Yena smiled, "At least I'll have an excuse to leave Fomalhaut then. You better do that soon."

"I'll try."

After finishing up, Seoho and Yena stood outside the café. Seoho told her he had already said his farewell to Cheetah, so she was the last person he wanted to meet. 

He pinched her cheeks, like he used to when he said she was being 'too cute'. "I'm gonna miss you."

Yena groaned in pain, slapping his hands away, rubbing her sore cheeks. "Can't say I will."

"Please, you're so dramatic," Seoho rolled his eyes, flicking her forehead like he always used to, making her laugh.

Flicking her forehead.

Yena felt pain shoot across her forehead-

Yena gasped, waking up. It was a memory, again-

But this time, it seemed it was courtesy of Junyoung, sprawled across the sofa, watching her as she panted, struggling to breathe.

"Remember the good old times?" Junyoung's voice almost echoed in the room. Yena narrowed her eyes to get a good look at his face- Seoho's face.

"Not good anymore, I'd say," Yena muttered.

"Please," he sighed. "Let's not tarnish the memories of the past. We used to be such good friends. Can't we be the same again?"

"Well," Yena shrugged, voice dripping with sarcasm. "I don't remember you tying me to a chair when you were Seoho."

"You're still the same," he shook his head. "You always sounded... somewhat arrogant, Yena."

Yena said nothing, just watched him scan her. He got up then, slowly approaching her, "Did you like seeing the memory?"

Yena didn't respond, just kept staring at the floor as he went to the shut window. "Do you know why you're here?"

"I suppose you'll tell me," Yena muttered.

"You don't know why we decided to dump you in Fomalhaut when you were little, do you? I guess you don't remember."

Yena froze- was there another reason behind her being 'useless'?

As if Junyoung had read her thoughts, he said, "You weren't useless, Yena darling. In fact, you were dangerous. You must remember how we wanted you to master the magic of time?" He went behind her, and Yena dreaded what came next.

"The Planet of the darklings," Junyoung said, and Yena almost fell from her chair, "It's a few light hundred years away from us, and for you to open the portal, you must master time and dimensional magic."

"The darklings?" Yena looked at Junyoung, "What the hell do you want them for?"

"It intrigues me, you know," he said, slowly circling around her, "It's been what-24 years? 23 years since we've been on this planet? I find it... interesting that the darklings, who couldn't stand a week without hunting faeries or humans before, are staying peacefully on their planet- or so we assume. I wonder what they're up to."

"Oh please," Yena scoffed. "If for once they are not being savage, do you intend to provoke them?"

"No," Junyoung shook his head. "I just need someone strong enough to help me out."

"Help you out with what exactly?" Yena asked.

"Killing the princes, of course," Junyoung said as a matter-of-factly, and Yena gulped. "I can't have them alive- they'll end me. And once I have the power... there's much to explore, isn't it?"

Yena couldn't imagine what was going through his mind. She gulped, shifting towards him through the ropes, wincing when they dug into her. "Seoho- Junyoung?"

"Call me Junyoung," he said, anticipating what she had to say.

"Look, Junyoung," Yena tried to reason, "The princes would welcome you back, if you stop all of this... madness. I'll forgive you for all you did, and we'll all forget everything bad that has happened. You can rule as the 9th Prince, you can have your own kingdom- we'll make it work-"

"The 9th Prince?!" Junyoung laughed out loud, mocking her. "You think I want to rule?"

Yena's brow furrowed in confusion, and he drew closer, leaning in front of her.

"I want to conquer."

Yena sucked in her breath as he finally drew back, going to the window once again. "I'll show you, Yena. My memory," he said, and Yena felt her vision going black as he let her in on his memory.

Yena realised she was seeing things through Junyoung's eyes as she saw her own self- wrists shackled, hair sprawled, sitting in the corner of the room in that house in Rukbat. Yena looked up and saw Joon Hyuk, staring at Yena.

"Do it, Junyoung."

Junyoung inched closer, putting both his hands on Yena's head as he pushed his black magic inside her mind. A few moments went by before Yena's eyes rolled back and she let out an unearthly scream, sending a wave of power that threw Joon Hyuk back against the wall. Junyoung kept holding her-

She was shivering now- uncontrollably, but Junyoung heard his uncle order him to press her more, and he did, which resulted in a black wave-

They were in a portal.

Yena- through Junyoung's eyes- realised that this wasn't the portal she was used to. This was different-

"Why did you call me?"

Yena gasped- the younger Yena was conscious now, frozen at her spot as a man- a faerie or something else entirely- approached.

It looked like any other faerie, except it had wings of a bat hanging behind him, as black as the clothes he wore, as dark as his hair that hung on his shoulders, his ebony eyes glaring holes wherever he looked, lines etched on his face- he was cruel. It radiated from him, and Yena blanched.

Joon Hyuk bowed to the stranger, "You are... a darkling?"

"As you faeries refer to us, yes," he scanned the three.

"I have a proposition for you," Joon Hyuk looked at Junyoung. "You have the time magic, right?" The darkling nodded, "This girl has the time magic too. I want you to help her master it- I'll give you anything you want."

The darkling roared in laughter, looking at Yena, "Ironic how you call us cruel when you torture your own," he glared at Junyoung. "Even we aren't that brutal."

Joon Hyuk's expressions went dark, but the darkling continued, "How dare you try to disturb the peace of my planet for your puny demands?"

Joon Hyuk regretted it- everyone could see it on his face, "I can offer you Yena herself- if you just let me-"

"I don't need a faerie girl," the man glared at Joon Hyuk then looked at the little girl who was looking at him in wonder- and Yena could have sworn she saw something like pity in his eyes, as he looked at Junyoung too- then something dawned over him. "You corrupted this boy too. He's not yours- are you sure you're a faerie?"

"I only want to turn back time and get my brother back-"

"No one does that, faerie," the darkling shook his head. "Not even us."

Yena watched as the darkling approached Joon Hyuk, towering over him by a good few inches, grabbing his collar, "Release the girl. Free the boy- I can feel what you did to him. I'd ask to take him, but he's no use to me now. If I find in a few days that you haven't, I'll give you the war you seem to love so much, you understand?"

Joon Hyuk nodded slightly, not meeting eyes with him, and he sneered at him, dropping him to the ground harshly before he approached Junyoung.

"It looks like this boy is going to grow up like you," he tsk-ed at Junyoung, going to Yena next, who sat frozen in her spot, not breaking eye contact with him as he sat down in front of him, touching the shackles on her wrists-

And they disappeared. 

"I'll do a favour for this poor girl's sake and send you back to the moment you portaled- she cannot do that herself," the darkling said, and Yena- the little Yena, eyes wide with wonder, nodded.

"Try not to use the time magic if you can," he whispered in a low voice so only Yena heard, "And in case you're forced to, you do me a favour," he winked at her, and the little Yena almost smiled as something unspoken passed between them.

~

Yena felt cold wash over her as she came back from the memory Junyoung had shown her. It took her a few seconds to play the events in her head again, before she understood.

"You realise now, don't you?" Junyoung said, "It's because of a mere darkling that we had to set you free. You ruined uncle's plan... but I have to thank you for something- because of you, I realised what I wanted."

"And what is that?" Yena dared ask.

"I want you to go back in time again," he said, standing tall over her, "I want to bring back the one whose name I wear."

"What do you mean?" Yena's mind was jumbled now-

"A faerie with my magic. A twin of mine. Someone with whom I would be unstoppable."

A faerie, he had said. 

Not a darkling.

"You should be the only faerie with this magic-"

"I am not Junyoung," he glared at her, and Yena felt as if someone had poured ice-cold water on her, "Junyoung, the 9th Prince, really did die, thanks to his stupid uncle who thought using him was a good excuse to invite me in this dimension. He did succeed- old, very old magic did that, but it ended with the Prince dying."

"What are you?"

"A darkling, if you can call me that anymore," he said, staring at his hands- as if he himself didn't believe it. "And I want power."

"Why, why do you crave this power, Junyoung?" Yena asked, and he paused, "The darkling we met- he wasn't like you- I know now that darklings, not all darklings are cruel beyond reason. You'll only sit alone in the end-"

"Oh no, dear, you got me wrong," he smirked, and for the first time, Yena felt fear as he drew closer to her, sitting down on one knee so he was face to face with her.

"You, Yena, are more than your powers, remember?"

Yena shifted back in her seat, going as further away from him as she could. He put a hand on her knee, caressing it, and Yena wished she could kick his face.

"I won't be ruling alone, you see," he said, watching her knee shiver as he caressed her- even through the clothes, she could feel it, "The Prince would serve as my general. You'll be with me as my queen, because you will make this all possible, because I need you. I need you to rule beside me. I only have you, don't you see?"

"Junyoung," Yena almost cried. "Please stop this madness. There's no way I'll do that."

"Oh, you will," he finally looked at her, moving up until he was only inches away from her face, making her cringe back. "You will, Yena, because I will make you like the idea of ruling beside me."

"You can't make me do anything," she almost spat in his face, but he drew back as he laughed.

"You'll find yourself doing that, because I will control you, Yena."

He turned to leave, and Yena groaned loudly, "Just like your uncle, Junyoung. Just like he controlled you. I thought you were better than that."

He turned back at her, and in that instance, his illusion slipped as he glared at her with anger- glared at her with shining amber eyes-

"Do not compare me with that bastard."

Yena could only cower as he stood there for a minute, glaring at her, then slamming the door shut behind him.

And Yena realised that she- that this whole planet, was in deep, deep trouble.

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It took Wooyoung and Jongho a very long one day to get to Seonghwa and Yunho.

Wooyoung and Jongho had ditched writing letters now- what they had found out was too much to explain in letters. They needed to change their strategies, they needed to get together and find Yena as soon as possible, because she was not in the hands of a faerie but a darkling.

The two still couldn't believe what they had heard- all this time the princes had been thinking of him being Junyoung- Junyoung the Faerie Prince. Thinking it was all illusions and mind games that Junyoung and Joon Hyuk had played, thinking that Junyoung wanted to bring his father or mother back.

They had never imagined this.

Jongho and Wooyoung used all their strength in making the ship go faster, reaching Sheratan in a few hours, passing out as soon as they reached the castle. Seonghwa and Yunho instantly knew something was wrong, so they lent their energy to the two so they would at least be able to speak.

When the two did open their eyes, it took them a moment to get a grasp of where they were.

"Am I dreaming, Jongho? Did we really meet Kwon?"

"Oh we did, all right," Jongho said, and Seonghwa frowned.

"Who's Kwon?" Yunho asked.

Jongho and Wooyoung sat in the bad, sombre, drinking water as they tried to decide how to phrase it, and worse, how to put it in front of Seonghwa.

"We have bad news," Wooyoung began.

"We can tell," Yunho assured them, "The look you gave us as soon as you saw us and passed away? We thought someone died, Wooyoung. Spill."

Wooyoung looked at Jongho, who urged him to speak.

"Kwon- he used to be the healer Joon Hyuk had in Rukbat. We met him, and he told us that... that Junyoung isn't who we think he is."

"We all know he isn't," Seonghwa said, but Wooyoung shook his head.

"You don't understand- Junyoung isn't Prince Junyoung, Seonghwa. He's a darkling- Joon Hyuk managed to get a hold of a darkling child, which is why the Prince Junyoung, the faerie prince actually died."

Seonghwa wasn't sure he was hearing it right, and he looked at Yunho, who was mirroring his expressions, his eyes wide. "So the one we buried- that is the real Prince Junyoung? And the one we know- that's a darkling?"

"Yes," Jongho said, and Seonghwa swore loudly, "You know how the darklings have powers like us, so in a sense, it's like he is Junyoung. He wants to use Yena to bring back Prince Junyoung- so together the three of them are strong enough to do anything."

For a minute, the older princes couldn't say anything as they recalled the events in their head. It made sense- Prince Junyoung should never have been this strong and powerful. And now they knew why Junyoung wanted Yena- the one thing they were always confused about. 

"I... I need air," Seonghwa abruptly got up, almost stumbling, and Jongho almost went after him, but Yunho stopped him, shaking his head.

"It's going to be very hard on him," Yunho said, sighing, "Already he was blaming himself, but now..."

"It isn't anyone's fault, we couldn't have possibly imagined-"

"I know," Yunho assured, "With him, everything about Yena is different, you know that."

Jongho and Wooyoung looked at each other. It was true- he loved Yena like none of them. What he felt... they couldn't imagine. They could only give him the space he needed.

~

Seonghwa rushed to his room in Yunho's chamber.

He almost ran, entering his room, going to the bathroom and standing in front of the sink, feeling like he was going to throw up.

Yena... His Yena. 

She was being kept captive by a darkling.

He recalled the conversation he had with Yena about darklings during her stay in Hamal, when she had told him that sometimes she dreamed of a man with bat wings and a cruel face, who looked at her with pity- he should have known that it could have been a memory. He should have made the connection.

Deep in his heart, he knew it was asking too much, but he still couldn't help but curse at himself. Curse at everything that was happening.

He washed his face with cold water, grabbing the edge of the sink as he looked at himself in the mirror.

I will find Yena-

And I will kill Junyoung- the darkling.

He opened the door to Yunho's room, startling the princes as he stood in the doorway.

"What do I do?"

"We go to Fomalhaut," Yunho said, telling Seonghwa the plan they had etched out, "It's where Hongjoong, San and Yeosang are. We won't be able to contact Mingi yet- he's travelling in the forests, so I just sent a message to the castle telling him to contact me when he gets my message."

"To Fomalhaut then," he said, looking at the tired faces of the younger princes, "Get 5 hours of rest. Then we move."

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Hongjoong, Yeosang and San accompanied by Cheetah had just finished searching all of Fomalhaut, but to no avail. Since it was a small island, it took them only one whole day, taking breaks only for food. 

Cheetah had told them stories about Yena and other kids; including Seoho- the boy she knew. She had never thought he would be someone else entirely, never thought she knew not only the lost princess but the apparently dead prince too.

And she couldn't digest the fact that Seoho- Junyoung had known their identities and kept them hidden, kept the block in Yena's mind and kept her away from her family. Kept himself away. Why would he do that?

"I still think he wasn't that corrupt, in heart," Cheetah said as they sat for tea in her house, the princes searching the cookie box for their choice of cookie, "I mean, he was a kid being controlled by his uncle, was he not?"

"That's what I find strange too," Hongjoong said, "He should have known we would have accepted him. Every year on his death anniversary, the whole planet mourns. Why did he never show up?"

"And does he even want to bring back his father, or does he really want to go find his mother?" Yeosang tilted his head, "Somehow, I think if Yena and him really were friends, Yena would have done that for him if he had just asked properly."

"Yena is very kind," San added, "She really would have done that for her friend- but maybe Junyoung feared she'd remember what he'd done to her and wouldn't help him?"

"Still," Cheetah sipped her tea. "That doesn't explain the lengths he's going through. Killing the princes? Taking Yena hostage? Disguising himself as the Right Hand of Prince Seonghwa? I don't think that's what he actually wants."

The princes fell silent- they knew then, that something was amiss and they just couldn't put a finger on what. 

They were about to go to bed, when a knock- a rather loud knock sounded on the door and Cheetah looked at the princes-

"I wasn't expecting anyone."

But the princes looked at each other- they could feel it. 

"You have company, it seems," Hongjoong gave her a faint smile as he opened the door to Seonghwa, Yunho, Wooyoung and Jongho.

And they were looking grim.

"You didn't send a message?" Hongjoong said as they entered, greeting them with short hugs, "Is everything okay?"

The four looked at Cheetah, bowing to her in greeting, who looked very surprised- she was, after all, in the company of seven princes in her own home. "We've heard a lot about you, Eun Young."

Cheetah smiled at Seonghwa, "So the princes tell me. Please, have a seat," she gestured to the living room, and all of them sat down, Hongjoong telling them that Cheetah knew everything now.

"We were going to come here anyway, and Mingi can't be contacted right now, so we sent him a message," Yunho explained, and the princes nodded, "We have... news."

Yeosang paled, hesitating as he asked, "Is everything alright?"

Wooyoung, who was sitting next to him, nodded, rubbing his back as Yunho explained, clearing his throat, "Wooyoung and Jongho met with Kwon- the healer that stayed with Junyoung and Joon Hyuk in Rukbat, the one who used to heal Yena when..."

The others nodded, and he sighed, continuing, "He's been staying low because he fears Junyoung will kill him- like he killed his uncle."

"He killed his uncle? He's dead? We thought they might still be working together," San looked at Hongjoong, who nodded.

"There's more," Yunho said, "Junyoung isn't the Junyoung we know- he's not the Prince. He's not General Lee's son."

Everyone was confused then, and Yunho told them about how he was a darkling wearing the identity of Junyoung, and what he planned to do.

The princes and Cheetah looked at each other- this wasn't what any of them had expected. All the colour had drained out of their faces and it looked like they were about to say something but stopped- still trying to make sense of what was going on. 

"But..." San said, "He has the illusion magic- so darklings have magic like us too, huh?"

"They do," Jongho answered. "There may be darklings with earth magic, water magic, just like faeries. The only difference between us is that they are inherently dark, because they use their magic for dark purposes- and over time, some of them become corrupted."

"I think," Seonghwa began, deciding to tell the princes about Yena, "that there's a possibility that Yena may have encountered a darkling when she was in Rukbat."

"What?" Yeosang gaped at Seonghwa. "How?"

"She told me she used to have dreams sometimes," Seonghwa said, "About a man with bat-like wings, someone who radiated cruelty but took pity on her, telling her to 'return the favour' someday. It might have been a memory instead of a dream."

"You didn't see it in her memories?" Hongjoong asked Seonghwa and looked at San too, but both of them shook their heads. "It seems like she may have met a darkling then. I wonder what favour he did to her, what he expects in return?"

"I hope it's not something ugly," Wooyoung muttered. Everyone agreed. 

"Why didn't I ever suspect Junyoung?" Cheetah finally spoke, "He just seems so... normal."

"It's okay, Eun Young," Hongjoong said, "We couldn't have guessed- not when he's been masking his powers and living as several people."

"What do we do now?" Yeosang asked, slumping back, staring at the ceiling. "I just can't digest the fact that my sister is with a darkling right now- hell, she has been with a darkling for years. What should I do?"

Wooyoung patted his thigh in comfort. "He said there's a possibility that Junyoung might be in Bharani or Algieba. Now that we know he is a darkling, we have to search these places again. Thoroughly."

"We checked Bharani," Yunho said, "He couldn't have been there."

"What's the possibility that he's using illusions to make it look like he isn't?" San said, "We check again. Hongjoong should be able to see through illusions, right?"

Hongjoong nodded, "Let's go to Bharani first- it's near. Mingi was going to Algieba anyway, should we split?"

"I say we stick together because if we find him, we need you, Hongjoong. And Mingi too. You both can fight illusions better," Yeosang said.

"I agree," Seonghwa said, "We should stick together. I'll send a message to Mingi to stay put in his castle and wait for us. Let's go to Bharani tonight- it's closer. And Eun Young- could you come with us?"

Eun Young shifted in her chair, "Won't I be a hindrance?"

"You're Cheetah," San smiled, "Yena misses you a lot, and I think she'll need you when we find her."

Something unspoken passed between them as Cheetah nodded. "I will. For Yena."

"Pack what's necessary," Seonghwa said, "We leave as soon as we're ready."

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Yena was dreaming again.

She was dreaming about the time when Eun Young had approached her as a cheetah for the first time- without a warning, she had shifted, and Yena, only 7 at that time, had almost fainted.

But the cheetah approached her slowly, moving in a feline way, and circled her once before sitting down. And then Yena had caressed her fur until she was purring, and had laughed out loud as she did so.

The dream shifted- almost like a trip through her memory, showing her the time when she'd come back after being stuck in her portal, how Cheetah had hugged her tight, how she hadn't been able to sleep that night so Cheetah and her had spent all night talking about anything and everything.

Yena was conscious in her dream, and she thought it was cruel that she dreamt of her when she was in a place like this. 

After a few more memories, Yena woke up, face wet with tears as she finally cried for the first time after arriving here.

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Manners : Part Two

February Filth Fest : Day Nineteen

Park Seonghwa x fem reader x Kim Hongjoong

a/n: part one — you don't have to read it to comprehend this one but i love it sm , i can't not plug it

You've never felt so close.

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(>ᴗ•)genre: smut

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: not edited, threesome, DP, poly relationship, dom hwa, sub hj, sub-leaning reader, picks up where it left off, unprotected (no no), edging, multiple cream pie & orgasms, so many pet names, intense emotional relationship

FFF tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

  "You said you want to fuck her, right?"

   "Y-yes."

  "Then get to it, Baby."

Seonghwa guides Hongjoongs hips to yours, holding the base of his cock until he fully settles inside of you. The three of you let on a simultaneous sigh, melting into each others hold.

"Does she feel so good, Joongie?" Seonghwa asks as he flattens his hand against his belly, stroking his thumb over his heated skin gently.

"Yes," he whines, one hand wrapping around his and the other grabbing yours. "Feels so good."

He rarely fucks you in this position, and the fact that he has Seonghwa behind him guiding his hips back and forth slowly is making it all the better. You are in the same boat, completely loosing your dominance as Hwa guides your subby boyfriend.

"Where's your manners, Puppy?" He leans in closer and whispers, "tell her thank you." It's a nickname he's only ever heard from you, but now that Hwa has heard it, it won't let him live in peace. He slides his hand up to his chest and cups his pec, whispering again, "tell our girl how good you make her feel."

"Oh, Mama!" He yells as he ghosts over his nipple. "M- Fuck, Baby, you feel so good! I wanna cum, please. I need to cum again!"

"No," the both of you chime, albeit yours is more broken by pleasure as his hips settle and his cock rests on your g-spot."Don't cum, please, hold it, Joong!" He's never heard you beg for him like this, and it almost pushes him right over the edge.

He mindless follows Seonghwas hands as he withdraws his hips for him. Even though he lets himself be pulled away, he cries for you, "no, Mama!"

He tries to climb right back onto you when Hwa lays him down next to you. He's stopped with his hand pushing his shoulder back and holding him down with a warning look.

"Princess, you remember last week? When we played with your toy?" You nod lightly, rubbing Joongs arm as he's held in place. "You want our Joongie to replace that toy?"

"Really, really?" You sit up with a new wave of energy, nearly jumping his bones.

"Go ahead and ask him, Sweetie." Hongjoong, who's been watching form the sidelines trying to figure out what's happening, is suddenly jumped on by you. You have a big smile, cradling his face and sitting on his stomach.

"Starlight..." You lean and peck his swollen lips. You can still taste the cum on them. "Do you want to fuck me with Hwa?"

He swallows thickly, looking over your shoulder to see him climbing closer. "At- at the same time?"

You hum and nod happily, moaning as Seonghwa rubs your ass. "I can take it! We done it before, we used my toy, but..." He kisses the back of your shoulder to encourage you. "But I think you'd feel so much better." You rub up and down his chest, smiling fondly at the ring that dangles off the chain on his neck. You fiddle with it as you gather the nerves to ask again after he processes the information. "You want to?"

"Yes," he speaks breathlessly, looking up at you with love flooding his eyes like water in a river during a flood.

He holds both of your hands as you wiggle down to sit on his cock. The both of your shiver at the sudden intrusion, holding on tightly.

When Seonghwas head prods at the base is his cock and your stretched hole, he holds you so tightly that your hands begin losing color. "Are you ready?"

"Uh-huh." "Yeah."

He settles his knees on either side of Hongjoongs and holds your back to his chest as he slips in. The reaction you have is one that none of you had expected.

You cum.

Hongjoong has to physically hold himself back from cumming in response, and all Seonghwa can do is rest his head against yours wordlessly. He's only a fourth of the way inside of you, and he can only imagine what will happen when he fully stretches you out.

He's not going unaffected, no matter how composed he seems as he tells you how good you both are doing. Hongjoongs cock pressed against his so tightly in your warmth, he can't even begin to comprehend the pleasure of being so close to the both of you at the same time.

He bottoms out, arms wrapping around your chest tightly and whispering just how good you're taking it. "Isn't she doing so good, Joong? Taking us so well, my good girl."

"So good y- so fucking good."

"Thank you, oh fuck..." Even when you're stuffed beyond your wildest desires, you don't forget how much having manners make Seonghwa happy. He hums into your neck, and you can feel the smile on his lips.

"Doing so good, too, Baby Boy. Holding back so well."

He sniffles a bit, biting back his tears of overstimulation at the fact he knows how good he's doing. "Thank you, Mars."

He turns his attention back to you, gently massaging your breasts."Are you ready, Sweetheart?" You nod, rocking your hips ever so gently.

Each of you has a different sound leaving you at the sensation. Joong cries out in pleasure, you become a moaning mess, and Hwa almost falls onto you as he groans. "Ah! Oh my fuck!" The pressure of the both of them stretching you out together was good, but nothing, nothing at all, compared to the feeling of fucking yourself on them.

"Keep goin', Baby," Hongjoong pleads, hands finding their way around your back. Seonghwa holds his hands in one of his and places the other ontop of yours as you lean over Joong and steady yourself with your hands on the pillow beside his head.

"So good, Princess," he moans from behind you as you lift your hips. "Fucking us so well."

"Ca- Ah, I can't take it! S'too good," you contradict your own words, bouncing your hips faster and faster.

"Yes, you can, Sweetie."

"You can, Baby!"

Stirred on by your boyfriends praises, you fuck them until you can barely move. You don't know how or when Seonghwa got you all in a different position, but you're eternally grateful as you lay on your side: surrounded by their warmth as they thrust into you. He lifts your leg and places it over Hongjoongs grinding hip, making them hit an all new spot inside of you.

When your walls flutter, Hongjoong buries his head in your chest and whines, edged beyond belief and praying that you will cum soon so he can as well. Seonghwa reaches around and pets his head gently, a stark contrast to the way his cock is frotting roughly against him inside of you.

"Mars, Mars!" You yell as he toys with your clit. "Gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!"

"Do it, Princess. Cum for us."

Your arms wrap around his hand and Hongjoongs head, nearly passing out as your orgasm hits you like you've run into a brick wall. You fall silent as it washes over you.

Hongjoong is right behind you when Hwa tells him to fill you up. His warm, thick seed inside of you floods around them, and then Seonghwa is cumming.

He holds the both of you as close as possible as you begin to shiver in the after shocks of your orgasms, fucked out and overstimulated like crazy.

You've never felt so close to one another. Tangled up in each others limbs. Minds fuzzy with no thoughts other than each other.

Hongjoongs never felt so safe. Stuffed inside his beloved girlfriend in a mix of his and his boyfriends cum. Face buried in the warmth of his Mamas chest while his Mars strokes his head.

Seonghwas never been more content. Listening to the heavy breaths of his lovers as they come down from an unbelievable high with him. The shaking hand of his girlfriend following his as he pets his boyfriends sweaty head.

You've never felt more loved. Filled beyond words with both of your boyfriends cocks and jizz. Cradled between their arms as you all catch your breath from the most intense love making you've ever experienced.

"I love you."

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[xtinyaurora]

Oh my gosh thank you for doing my ask. Reading Seonghwaart was soooo satisfying. Can you do y/n doesn't believe that they're sexually attractive, so Ateez proves to them that they are (sexually). Please and thank you 😊 ☺ ❤

Ateez reaction: Their Y/N doesn’t believe that they’re {sexually} attractive

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➼ requested?: yes

➼ genre: smut & fluff

➼ pairing: Ateez x female!reader

➼ Word-count: 2k+

➼ Warnings: nsfw content, strong language, cursing, spanking, mentions of scars & stretch marks, pet names, daddy kink / sie kink, nudes, reader kinda puts themself down, anal sex, chocking, oral sex, breeding kink (?)...

➼ Note: This is not based on their real behavior or meant to represent real life. This is simply a fan fiction and is only for the purposes of fun, it’s a hobby, so read at your own risk!

➼ A/N note: I hope I wrote this the way you wanted... Also, if anyone’s interested in a male version, let me know! All gif credits go to their owners!

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Park Seonghwa

You were standing Infront of the mirror, looking at your naked body, which was still a bit wet from the shower you took a few minutes ago. You were ashamed to say the least. You couldn’t understand what exactly Seonghwa found attractive about your body. You wanted to look good for him but you’re just a flat piece of a human being. As you were starting to build tears in your eyes, your boyfriend walked into your shared bedroom. „What’s wrong, baby?” He knew what was up, it’s not the first time he caught you crying over yourself. You shook your head not wanting to talk about it and grabbing your towel to cover yourself up. Hwa breathed out loudly, shaking his head. He then pulled the towel away, ignoring your protests. „Do you see this?” He grabbed your tits, slowly massaging them. „Do you see how perfect these are, how well they fit into my hands.” Then his head made its way to your right breast. He slowly started licking your nipple, it immediately getting hard. Out of nowhere he slapped your left breast with one of his hands. „You like that?” You silently nodded your head, a scoff left Seonghwas mouth. „Fucking shit you’re so hot. You don’t understand how you make me feel. How those pretty little tits could make me cum just from touching and slapping them like that, fuck.” Seonghwa then roughly threw you on the bed and started to undress himself...

Kim Hongjoong

„Say it, baby, come on.” You tried to get your breathing under control but Hongjoongs speed was too fast, the pleasure too much to take. „I - I, agh!” You couldn’t stop screaming moaning. „I know you can do it, come on.” His hips started to move faster than before, making it harder for you. You were so overwhelmed that tears started to form in your eyes. „I can’t-t.” A hard smack landed on your ass. „Yes you can and now say it!” Yelled your boyfriend from behind. He harshly pulled you up by grabbing your throat, making you face both of you in the mirror. „Tell me beautiful, tell me how breathtaking you look, I know you can do that for me, baby. Show daddy how much of a good girl you are.” You squeezed your eyes together, forcing those words out of your mouth. „I am beautiful.” Hongjoongs grip on your throat got stronger. „Open your eyes, princess.” You did what he said and opened your eyes, almost reaching your high. „J-Joong, I think I-.” „No, the fuck not. You’re not going to cum until you do what I asked you to.” You closed your eyes again, god. Hongjoong movements completely stopped, making you whine out loudly. „Look at yourself.” You pulled your eyebrows up, eyes getting rounder. „Do it!” Damn boy, chill out. As your were looking at yourself, Hongjoong slowly pulled out of you. Another whine left your mouth, not going unnoticed by him. „Look at this pretty pussy, all wet and all mine. Men, am I lucky. Oh and... those beautiful tits, this fucking cute ass, my god I am about to lose my shit. How am I so lucky to have all of this? I love you so fucking much Y/N. Don’t worry though, I will show you how beautiful you are. You wanna these tits to be bigger? Oh, don’t worry, can do that for you. I can’t wait to get you pregnant, you will look so beautiful with a round belly, fuck.”

Jeong Yunho

You two were currently play fighting over some food. Both of you thought it would be a good idea to visit the park and have a picnic today, since it’s finally warm and sunny again. You didn’t notice how far your skirt actually went up, when you jumped on your boyfriend. It wasn’t that short of a skirt, it covered more than 60% of your legs but it was loose, so it was easy to raise up. When Yunho gave you a smack on your ass, you were fast to sit back and pull it down again. Yunho looked at you questioning, you only shaking your head, hiding face. „Was that too much?” You immediately assured him that it wasn’t about that slap on your ass. „Then what’s wrong?” Again, you shook your head. The male then grabbed your face, making you look at him. „Baby, tell me.” You moved his hands from your face, lowering your gaze. „I just don’t feel comfortable with showing myself off, you know, my legs could be seen when I jumped on you.” When you looked back up to see his reaction, a smile was placed on his face. „Honey, you’re beautiful. Those pretty legs would turn on every men, no, even girls. You don’t know how much I wanna grab them and pull you over me, so you can ride my hard ass cock.” Your eyes torn open, a blush creeping on your face. A loud laugh left Yunho’s mouth, him staring to eat again as of nothing happened.

Kang Yeosang

When you read the massage your boyfriend sent you just a few seconds ago, you almost spitted out your drink. Now you had an incoming call... „Uhm, hello?” Silence. Then you heard heavy breathing. „Baby, please. I need you to do that for me, I can’t take it anymore, I need to release.” You didn’t know what to say, only blushing more. „Yeosang, you know how I feel about my body, I can’t jus-“ „Baby, don’t you understand that I need that beautiful hot body to cum? That you turn me on that much, that I only need to see you to cum. Fuck, please princess I need you. Please send me some nudes, it hurts. I promise once I get home, I will reward you, hm? How does that sound?” You nodded your head, even tho you knew he couldn’t see you. „Sounds Good.” A load moan left his mouth. „That’s my good little girl, now make daddy happy and take your close off so he can see those beautiful small tits, yea?” You bit bottom lip. „Yes, sir.”

Choi San

A loud whistle was heard when you walked into the living room. When you looked at the male, he bit his lip. „Damn, baby, look at those curves. Shit, come here, I wanna smack that ass.” You only stood there, shocked. San then raised one of his eyebrows. „What? Can’t I touch my girlfriend now?” You shook your head. San looked as if he got offended by that. „Oh? Why is that?” You now shrugged with your shoulders. „Don’t you want to use that pretty mouth of yours, baby? Talk to me.” He now stood up and made his way to you. When he reached you, he slung his arms around you waist, face just a few inches away from yours. „Not listening to me? I guess you wanna use that beautiful mouth of yours for something else’s then, huh?” Now you started smirking, kinda enjoyed where’s this is going. This was way better then going out for a fancy dinner with the boys. Don’t get me wrong, you loved the boys, but you didn’t feel comfortable and confident enough to go out with that dress, San bought you for this dinner. „Look at you, so beautiful. Even my friends want to have you and fuck your pretty pussy. They wanna grab this fat ass and smack it, want to cum on your pretty body. Oh how bad for them that they could never have you, you’re all mine, this pretty body is all mine.”

Song Mingi

„Mingi! You can’t just walk in like that.” His eyes went big. „Why not, I am your boyfriend?” His innocent voice made you melt, he’s so cute. You turned around, hiding your body from him. „I know that, but you know how I feel about myself. I am ashamed.” His eyes got even rounder. „Even if it’s me? I thought you feel comfortable with me. Did I do something wrong? Oh my god I make you uncomfortable. What do I do?! I shoul-„ „No Mingi. It’s not that... it’s just... never mind.” You kept on cleaning yourself, trying to ignore him. You heard the sound of a belt and clothes moving. When you turned to look what he was up to, you directly looked into your boyfriends eyes. He smiled at your surprised expression and leaned further into you. „Mingi, I-“ You got interrupted by a kiss. Soon, the kiss got more intense, both of you starting to touch each other’s body’s. Mingi broke the kiss, giving you time to breath. „You know Y/N, I know it might take some time until you understand that but you’re the most stunning human I’ve ever seen in my entire life. And you know those scars and marks on your body? They are just as beautiful. They make you unique, it’s just like art. I love you, you and every tiny bit of your beautiful 'flaws'. Please never forget that baby.“ You were on the verse of tears, like damn, you love that boy so much. A smile was sitting on both of your faces, you leaning back in to continue your make out session.

Jung Wooyoung

He slowly placed soft his kisses down your tummy. When he bit into one of your belly roles (is that even the correct word? lol), you immediately scolded him for that. „But it’s cute.” You rolled your eyes. „No, Woo, it’s not cute. Please stop.” He chuckled at your reaction, still thinking it’s cute. „Okay, cry baby.“ He then kept on kissing your tummy, started to go further down towards your core. „Woo...” You couldn’t really make out if you were warning him or were asking for more, either way, he kept going and pulled your PJ pants & panties down. Now, he had a perfect look of your stretch marks. You tried to hide them by placing your hands on top of them but Wooyoung slapped them away. „Ouch!” He didn’t gave a fuck, honestly. „Move, I wanna look at those sexy stretch marks. Damn, this is all mine.” You got a hard slap on your left thigh, letting out a moan, your boyfriend only smirking a smirk by that. „Like that, huh? Lemme eat you out then.” He gave you another slap, this time on your clit. I guess, what he wants, he gets?

Choi Jongho

„Jongho, no.” He kept pulling you on himself. „Hey, don’t worry, baby. Did you already forget how strong I am?” He let out a cute chuckle, making you smile but it soon vanished out of your face again. Jongho wanted you to ride his face but you felt uncomfortable with that idea. Your were too heavy, at least in your own opinion. Jongho always told you that you’re beautiful the way you are and that he loved you no matter what. He also always assured you that you aren’t heavy and even if, he could handle it, since he was a strong guy. Still, you were too scared of hurting him. Jongho assured you that he would be fine and would stop if you don’t like it, so you made your way above his face, slowly sinking down. You immediately let out a soft moan when his tongue met your cunt. After some time he told you to move, your fear of hurting him rising again. „Princess, don’t worry. You did so good till now, I know you can do even better. Come on, ride my face, cupcake.” You closed your eyes and started to move slowly. While so, Jongho kept on praising you from time to time, you growing more confided by that. You soon reached your high, making a mess all over your boyfriends face. Jongho licked you clean until every drop was gone. You then stood up and checked on him, he giving you a proud smile. „I knew you could do it, I am so proud of you! We need do this more often tho, that was freaking hot.”

[bteezxyewriter12]

Mr. Park ~ Hired

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader

Genre- Fluff, Smut

Word Count- 3.8k

Includes- Dilf Seonghwa, Age Gap Relationship- Everyone is consenting adults, first fight, Sex, Riding, missionary, multiple orgasms, little bit of oral- pussy eating

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"How did you manage to get these so tangled?", she grumbles from her seat on the floor, trying to untangle the Christmas lights for the tree

"I uh, I don't know", I grumble back, on the couch, pissed off at my own set of lights for not untangling

"Did you jump around with them before putting them in the box?", she says sarcastically

"Haha you're so funny. No", I roll my eyes

"Someone is cranky"

"Because someone is asking dumb questions. Really, when have you ever seen me jump?"

"Oh well there was that time, I came home from work and told you I was going to lay down naked, you jumped from the couch pretty fast to follow me"

Well yeah

Seeing her naked is a highlight of my day

"Or when I told you I bought a darker lipstick than the one I put on you that one time, you jumped from the table to see it, asking if we could use it right then. And you were in the middle of eating and just stopped"

Fine she got me again

But after that lipstick thing we did, I wanted to do it again

It's hot and we're both more...rough and wilder with it

Of course I was going jump at the chance to do it

"And the time-"

"Alright", I say loudly, "Fine, but it's only ever to be with you. Not for something dumb like lights"

"Still. You jumped"

"Ok, I heard you", I answer

"I still win"

I sigh, "Ok fine. You win the conversation"

"Yay!", she cheers

I just snort at her

Sometimes she doesn't act her age

We sit in silence for awhile untangling the dumb lights

When I saw the mess they were in, I told her I'll just go out and buy new ones

She refused, saying that the lights were perfectly good and we just had to detangle them

That put me in a grouchy mood

"Got one!", she announced, setting one set aside, then continue untangling the rest

Nothing I'm doing is working and I'm getting frustrated

I pull on the cord, it not moving an inch

Sighing, I find the place in the mess where the cord is stuck and I pull it through the loop

And it gets even more tangled

"Jesus Christ", I complain, "Can I just go get new lights?"

"No Hwa. There's no reason to. These work. And once they're untangled we can keep them untangled. You don't have to spend unnecessary money"

"But jagi it's annoying and I can just get new ones and we don't have to sit here for hours untangling these dumb lights"

I try to pull the cord through another loop, getting it more tangled

I'm getting so pissed

Why won't she just let me buy the fucking lights?

What is the big deal?

It's not that much money either

"Seonghwa-", she says, "No"

I growl, throwing the mess of lights across the room

"What the fuck Joanne? Why are you telling me no? It's my fucking money, I can spend it on whatever I want! I don't want to sit here and untangle stupid fucking lights because you want to be stubborn! If I want to buy lights I'll buy fucking lights. If I want to buy a whole goddamn new tree I fucking will and you can't do a fucking thing about it", I roar, "I'm going to fucking buy goddamn lights and that it!"

She doesn't say anything, looking down at the floor

"Did you hear me?", I ask angrily

She nods, still not talking

"Say something", I snap

"Ok Seonghwa", she says sniffing

Is she....crying?

"Joanne look at me", I ask, worried I went to far

She shakes her head, refusing to look at me

"Jagi", I say, kneeling down to her

Her head lifts and my heart jumps in my mouth when I see tears streaming down her face

Oh fuck

I made her cry

I got so frustrated and I took it out on her

I've never done that before

Not to her

I feel sick with myself

"Jagi, I.."

"Just go", she whispers, standing up and moving away from me

"Jo, I'm-"

She shakes her head, walking around me and leaving the living room

"Joanne! Jagi!", I panic, going after her

She runs up the stairs and I hear the door to our room slam closed

"Joanne baby, I'm sorry", I apologize, grabbing the doorknob

I try to turn it but it's locked

She locked it

She's never locked any doors in the house, ever

She doesn't want me near her, she locked the door to keep me out

I feel devastated and it's my own fucking fault

"Jo, open the door baby", I call, knocking on it, "I'm sorry jagi. I didn't mean to yell at you. I didn't mean to take it out on you. I'm sorry"

"Go away Seonghwa. Go buy your lights, your tree, whatever you want.", she answers, crying

Fuck, she sounds so sad

I fucked up

Massively

"Please baby, I'm sorry", I say through the door, my chest hurting

I feel tears of my own welling in my eyes

"Just go away"

"No baby, I don't want to go away. I want you. I'm sorry. Please I'm so sorry", I beg

Silence except for her sobs

I hate her crying alone

I'm always there to make her feel better

I'm not the reason why she cries

"Please come out jagi. I'm sorry. We can still untangle the lights baby. I don't need to buy any."

"I don't want to", I hear her say, "I want you to leave me alone"

"Joanne please", I cry, my heart breaking

"I don't want to do the tree today. Do whatever you want Seonghwa", she cries through the door

"Jagi", I whisper

I'm so stupid

I'm shouldn't have yelled at her

Shouldn't have cursed at her

She's never taken anything out on me, never spoken to me the way I spoke to her

She never took her frustrations out on me

And I'm scared

What if she leaves me for this?

What if she thinks I'll do this all the time?

I won't, I'll never do it again

It was a mistake

A stupid mistake

Leaning my head against the door, I cry, not knowing what to do to get her to let me in

----------------------------------------------------

I knock on the bedroom door a few hours later

"Jagi? Can you come out please?"

I gave her sometime alone even though it killed me, hoping that she'll let me in later on

I hear the door unlock, hope rising in my chest

The door opens, her standing in the doorway, not looking at me

"Jo", I whisper, taking her hand, "I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I shouldn't have taken my frustration out on you. I was an idiot and I promise it will never happen again. I'm sorry"

She just nods silently

"Please baby. Don't...don't leave me. I'm not...I'm not like that ok? I'm not going to keep taking anything out on you. It was a mistake. A stupid mistake"

She lifts her eyes to mine, "I'm not going to leave you Hwa. I love you and I know you're sorry. I believe you"

I breathe out in relief

Like I've always said, I cannot live with out her

I just can't

"Hwa, just because we have a fight or I get upset with you doesn't mean I'm going to leave you. I told you I never would and I mean it. I love you too much to let a fight take me from you"

"I know baby. I..I know it was stupid of me to think that but I...being without you scares the living fuck out of me. I love you so much, I don't think I can survive without you", I confess

"Then it's good that I won't leave you over small things. I can't live without you either Hwa and you would have to do something unforgivable for me to actually leave you"

I shake my head, "I will never do something like that. I swear. You're my life jagi"

I will never do anything to drive her away

I swear it

"Can you come downstairs with me jagi?"

She bites her lip, shaking her head, "I don't want to Hwa. I'm not in the mood anymore"

I understand

I ruined everything by being a dick

But I want to try to make up for it

"Please? Just for a second?"

She nod, "For a second Hwa"

I lead her down the stairs, into the living room

Hopefully when she sees what I did she'll feel better

"Hwa....you....untangled them?", she gapes

I nod

While I left her alone, I came downstairs and started untangling all the lights, making sure to separate them into different piles

It was still frustrating at first but once I found a rhythm and actually tried, I was able to do it

And I felt like a complete idiot for losing it before

"I fixed the lights and thought maybe you'd want to decorate the tree again?"

She looks at me, smiling softly, "Yeah Hwa. Ok"

A smile bursts on my face and I kiss her

She kisses me back and I'm so happy she's not upset, not sad anymore

When the kiss ends, she picks up one of the light piles

She gives me one side while she holds the rest, "You start baby"

I nod, smiling

Starting at the back, I put the light in the tree and then move the cord around, passing it to her

She's in the front of the tree and outs the lights there, handing the cord back to me, wrapping the tree in lights

We work together, wrapping around and around, starting from the bottom of the tree, moving up

I connect the lights together as we add more strings of them

When we finish, I ask, "Wanna turn them on?"

She looks at me like I told her I killed a puppy

"No Seonghwa! The lights get turned on at the end! After we decorate the whole thing. What's wrong with you?", she exclaims

"Ok well I'm sorry jagi", I laugh, "I didn't know that. We'll do it your way"

She nods, taking a box of Christmas ornaments

"Good"

I watch her take one ornament and hang it on the tree

Then another and another

She's so cute with the way she looks at the tree to find the perfect spot

"Help me baby", she asks

I nod, going next to her, taking an ornament and putting it on the tree

"Baby you have to put you're higher", she giggles, "You're taller. I can't reach the top"

That's very true

"Ok baby. Whatever you want"

When go around the tree, putting box after box of ornaments on the tree

Yoonah loves Christmas and she would make me buy new ornaments every year, so I have a lot

When the tree is filled and there's no more boxes left, she asks me where the star is

I pick up a smaller box, opening it

"Ooo pretty", she says, "Put it on the tree"

"You do it jagi"

"Hwa, I can't reach that high", she argues

"C'mon jagi. I'll pick you up. I want you to put the star on"

She nods, "Ok"

Bending down, I tell her to get on my shoulders

"Sounds kinky", she teases

"Seriously jagi?"

She laughs, "Sorry"

Climbing on my shoulders, I stand up

"Whee!", she laughs, being so cute, "So this is what the world looks like from this height. This is what you see"

"Not exactly jagi. I'm not that tall"

"Yeah but still, it's a new view for me"

I know it is

Moving closer to the tree, I hand her the star

She takes it and I watch her put it at the top

"Move to the back Hwannie so I can attach it to the other lights"

"Sure baby", I answer, doing what she asks

She connects the star then tells me I can put her down

Walking to the front of the tree, I kneel again, feeling her climb off me

"Now can we turn on the lights?", I ask, excited to see the tree alight

She grabs a timer, "Sit on the couch baby. I'll set the time for one minute, so we can see it light up together"

"Good idea", I agree

I sit, watching her turn almost all the lights off around us

It's dark already so the tree will be bright

She plugs the time to outlet, the cords of the lights attached to it

Then she shuts the last light off and I feel her jump in my lap

"Excited jagi?"

"Yes. So excited", she answers, "Our first Christmas tree together"

It's our first Christmas tree together

It'll be our first Christmas together too

I'm so happy

We sit together, my arms around her

A few seconds later the room is lit up in colors, my eyes going to the tree

"It's so beautiful Hwannie", she gasps

It really is

Colors of red, green, blue, yellow, orange and white blink on the tree, reflecting the colors of the ornaments as well

"It is beautiful jagi. I'm glad we decorated the tree together."

"Me too Hwa", she agrees

She cuddles into my chest as I tighten my arms around her, both of us watching the lights dance on the tree

💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

"Hwa, fuck", she moans, her body shaking as she orgasms

This is the best fucking way to wake up

I woke up to massive pleasure and the sight of her coming on me

Perfect

My body has a mind of its own because I immediately started fucking into her as she started riding me again

It's only fair, I fuck her awake all the time

"Good girl. Gimme another one", I urge her, holding her hips, helping her bounce, both of us sweating so much

The heat is turned on high because it's cold at night plus all this fucking has us both drenched in sweat

I watch the tiny beads of sweat roll down between her breasts, so fucking turned on

Her hair is drenched too as she slams down on me, panting rapidly

Gorgeous fucking sight

"Hhhh...Hwa", she moans

She's close, throbbing hard

Thrusting up, I smash into her spot again and again, my fingers squeezing her ass tightly

"Seonghwa!", she cries, pleasure on her face, as she cums all over me

"Fuck baby girl. Feels so good", I groan, my brain shutting off because of the intense pleasure

When she's done, she bounces again, looking down at me, "Want my baby boy to cum"

I nod, "Soon baby. Don't stop"

"I won't", she promises, moving her hips, grinding and rocking against me in between bounces

I'm so into it and I'm getting close when her phone rings

"Fuck", she mutters, reaching over to check who's calling and stop the ringing

Normally we'd let it ring but since she's been going on interviews, she always has it on in case a company calls her

"Oh shit", she says, taking the phone and sitting up

"Hello?", she answers

My cock is still buried inside her while I raise my eyebrow

"Seriously?", I ask

She shushes me, listening to whoever is on the phone

"Yes, of course", she answers

I roll my eyes but I start rubbing her clit

To tease her and to tell her to hurry up

Her eyes move down to mine, scowling at me

She can be mad all she wants but I feel her cunt getting wetter and clenching me over and over

"Really?", she gasps, to me or the person on the phone I don't know

"Yes. Definitely", she says, her eyes closing as her orgasm comes closer

She's clenching me hard over and over, right there

She tries to push my hand away, but I gently move hers and keep playing with her

She wants to talk on the phone fine

She can still cum

"Mmm...Monday?", she breathes, pleasure all over her face as she cums

"Fuck", she mouths, shaking on top of me, giving me more and more pleasure

She doesn't open her eyes as she answers, "Yes, I'll see you on Monday. I'm so excited. Thank you so much."

She hangs up the phone, glaring at me, "You bad-"

Flipping us over, I move on top of her, fucking her mercilessly right away

"No you're a bad girl. Answering a phone call when you're supposed to be riding me. And having a full conversation too"

"Seonghwa-"

"No Seonghwa. You're lucky all I did was play with you", I tell her, snapping my hips, burying my cock inside over and over

Hard

"This is what I wanted to do to you while you were on the phone"

"Shit", she moans

"Think you could of talked for so long if I did this?", I ask, smashing her spot again

"Nnnn...nnnn"

"I don't think so. You can't even say a fucking word now. So you should be saying, "Thank you baby for making me cum and waiting for me to get off the phone""

"Ttt..thank..thank. yyyyy .....you"

I kiss her hard, stopping her stammering

"Shh baby, I know you would say it if you could make words. It's ok", I smirk

Moving my hand under her, I slide it down her back to her ass, squeezing and pulling her right against me

"Seonghwa", she cries

"Shh jagi. Just cum for me. Cum for my cock"

"Fucking hell, Seonghwa!", she shouts, arching her back into mine

"Such a pretty baby", I praise her, watching her

And feeling her choke my cock

I keep moving, close myself

"Hold me tight baby. Don't let go"

Her hole tightens on me right away and pushing through that is all I need

"Fuck Jo! Fuck", I groan, spilling my cum inside her perfect pussy

Her cunt sucks on my cock, milking all my cum

When I finish, I slump against her, exhausted

She's breathing hard, her eyes closed, sweat everywhere

I run my fingers from her belly button up to her neck, feeling her wet skin tremble

Kissing her shoulder, she whimpers, shaking

"Baby's sensitive now?"

"Mmm hmmm", she agrees

I love when she's this sensitive

Any touch makes her shake

I run my fingers around her nipple watching it get hard

Fucking love that

"So what was so important you had to pick up the phone while we were fucking?", I ask

"Entertainment company"

Move my head, I suck her nipple in my mouth, gently biting it

"Shit", she groans

"What did they want?"

"To hire me"

I lift my head up, "That's great jagi! I'm so happy for you. And so fucking proud of you"

She did it

She's that good that she was hired

I knew she would be

I had complete faith in her

"Thanks baby. I start Monday"

"Great jagi."

I mean it

I'm so happy for her

"What company?", I ask, going back to sucking on her nipple, this time moving my hand down, sliding my fingers inside

"Hwa", she whines

"What company jagi?", I ask moving my fingers, right into her spot

"HYBE. It used to be.... BigHit"

I haven't heard of that company before

"What are you hired for?"

Moving my thumb on her clit, she gasps, drenching my hand and making me smirk

"Hmm jagi?"

"Idol group. Make up artist for idol group", she moans, throbbing on my fingers

"What group jagi?"

Sucking on her nipple hard and fast, I press her spot hard and she cums, screaming my name

"There's my good girl", I smirk

Pulling out when she's done, I lick my fingers, repeating my question

God she tastes so fucking good

"What group?"

"BTS", she says breathlessly

My head snaps to hers

BTS

That's the popular kpop group

The all male kpop group

Even I know who they are even though I don't listen to them

I've seen them on commercials

They're....around her age

Maybe a bit older

But they're not 39

They're attractive, single and famous

I know she loves me but she's also not around guys that much

Now she will be

All the time

She'll get to know them, be with them all day for whatever they do

What if she falls for one of them?

I know she wouldn't do it on purpose

But it could happen

And it's scaring me

I feel her take my hand

"I can turn it down baby"

I move my eyes to her finding her studying me

"What?"

"I can turn down the job Hwa and wait for something else"

It's shitty of me but I want her to and I don't want her too

I know it's a good job and since it's BTS it has to pay good money

I'm also jealous and worried

I don't like feeling like that

"Why?", I ask

"Because I saw the look on your face when I said BTS. Because I can see you thinking and I know what your thinking. I know you're worried"

"I...don't....", I stammer, ashamed that she saw my less than enthusiastic response

"It's ok Hwa. If you don't want me to take the job I won't. You and how you feel are more important than a job"

I feel terrible

She's willing to give up a good job because I'm being a baby

If that doesn't show me how much she loves me than I don't know what will

I've always trusted her and I need to keep doing that

"No jagi, take the job."

"Are you sure? It's not a big deal baby"

Fully turning to her, I lean down and kiss her, then look down at her, running my fingers in her hair

"Yes it is. I don't want you to turn down a good job because I'm being dumb. I know you love me Jo and I know nothing will happen. I just got nervous for a second"

"Don't be nervous Hwa. I love you so much. I only see you, no one else. I literally can't be without you. I promise, you're the only one I want. Always"

I smile at her, "You're the only one I want Jo. I love you"

She takes me hand from her hair, kissing my palm, smiling softly at me

I'm so lucky she's so understanding instead of getting mad or yelling that I was being stupid

"Take the job baby. Ok?"

"Ok. If you're sure", she answers

"I am"

She nods

"Congratulations baby. I'm happy for you"

"Thanks baby"

Pressing my lips to her shoulder, I move kisses down her body

"Let me show you how happy I am for you jagi", I smirk, opening her legs

She looks down at me, her fingers playing with my hair

Kissing her thigh, I slowly lick up her pussy

"Seonghwa", she moans, her legs shaking

Smirking, I bury my tongue in her and listen to her scream

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[teddybear-jongho]

ATEEZ- Having a Crush On You

Hongjoong-

He’d try to hide it, which he does semi well. He just doesn’t want to seem overbearing or to make you uncomfortable. He just can’t help but to stare at you sometimes and to do things for you. Seriously it can be any little thing and he’s jumping up to do it for you.

One of his favorite things to do with you is eating, whether it’s at a park or the dorms, he just cherishes that time he has with you. His stomach is doing numerous flips and he’s completely nervous but he oddly loves that feeling because there’s an elation that comes with it, and he just doesn’t want to come down from that high. He loves the butterflies and the sudden jolt of his stomach that comes when he sees you.

He also loves the fact that you shield him from the boys teasing, how you opt to tease and joke with them in return.

Seonghwa-

When I say this man does not stop smiling when you’re around and he’s so incredibly nice to you. Seriously he always goes out of his way to do the nicest things for you. He’s the type to cheer you up when you’re not feeling your best.

Loves just being in your presence to be honest. He’s really chill though inside his thoughts are going a mile a minute. Tries his hardest not to stare at you but he can’t help the little glances, they make his stomach do flips and he loves the feeling.

He’s also into spending quality time with you because he loves getting to know you better. He wants to know anything he can, he wants you to know that he’s always listening when you’re talking to him.

Yunho-

It’s the cutest. I can see him love giving you piggyback rides and comparing the sizes of your hands. You know this emoji 🥺 that’s him but when you’re not looking. He’s literally amazed at everything you do, gets excited too. Seriously, he's so impressed by anything you do.

He loves putting a smile on your face, he likes to see just how much he could make you laugh. And if it’s always a good day for him if he gets to see you or hangout with you.

I feel like he likes taking you to arcades and he loves helping you with the games you’re not so good at. He stands behind you and guides your hands. He seems so calm but inside he’s over the moon.

Yeosang-

You would not know at all until he tells you. He’s that good at hiding it. He's an awkward wreck when around you, he doesn’t really know how to act when around you. He gets a jolt in his stomach every time you come around, there’s an unusual surge of happiness he feels and all he knows is that he wants it to happen every day.

I feel like he’s the type to share things with you but besides that he’s quiet? He adores when you start a conversation with him, he looks forward to that and he always hopes you do whenever you’re around each other.

He’s really nice to you also which confuses the boys because he’s never that nice to them and that’s how they find out. You don’t know but the boys do.

San-

He wants skinship. Hugs, cuddles, arm linking, just anything he can get. It makes him extremely happy and unable to keep a smile off his face. He’s so sweet to you.

He blows your phone up, loves texting you but loves FaceTiming you even more. He wants to know about your day, he could listen to you go on and on with the most satisfied dazed look on his face. He sends you links from Instagram and Twitter with a message that says “this made me think of you.” And it’s always something so sweet.

He’s always pressed up against, sharing his food with you and or eating yours and pouts when you’re being stingy, “I always share with you.” He says with a pout which always makes you give in.

Mingi-

A nervous baby. He’s so jumpy and smiley around you. He never not smiles when you’re around. He offers you everything. His coat? You got it. A bite of his food? You got it. He jumps at the chance to give you anything you need.

Always invites you to places but he’s a nervous wreck before he asks because he thinks you’re going to say no. Always opens doors for you and walks extra slow because he knows he tends to walk fast. Will melt if you link arms with him so you could keep up.

I feel like he would enjoy playing video games with you and teaching you how to play his favorite ones. I also feel like he'd love doing some of your favorite things too. He literally does not mind at all and even jumps at the chance to do anything with you.

Wooyoung-

So loud. He’s so loud around you. His favorite pastime is laughing with you. Makes it a habit to make you laugh. Like San, he’ll want skinship, he’ll text and FaceTime you a lot. It would be like you’re already in a relationship.

He’ll annoy you too. It’s how he shows affection. Will constantly be over your shoulder and in your business 24/7. Your business is his business now, you’re one.

Likes to have you over the dorm so he can cook for you. Will pout and whine if you’re not paying attention to him and all the hard work he is doing for you. He’s extra and dramatic like that. Wants you in on all of his shenanigans.

Jongho-

He steals lots of glances, he doesn’t want you to catch him but he can’t help it. He likes the feeling he gets when he sees you. He’s never really felt like this so he really doesn’t know what to do.

Of course he loves showing off his strengths to you. He loves the moments when he can give you piggyback rides, he won’t ask if you want one because he’s too nervous but he won't ever deny you if you ask.

Smiles discreetly whenever you sit next to him. He’s such a gentleman around you, he makes sure he isn’t rough with you like he is with the boys. I can see him having some jealousy or worry when he sees someone smiling and talking to you.