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imaginidol · 2 years

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“I know a spot”

The city lights brightly twinkle through every corner of the floor-to-ceiling hotel windows. A quiet evening was coming to a close all around you: the soft sounds of cars honking in the distance, your hotel’s AC unit breathing, and the sounds of city life muffled through the heavy window glass.

You were lying on one bed, the farthest to the left of the room. The bed on the farthest to the right would be occupied by your friend. The trip you shared would be a short one, as it mainly concerned your friend’s career: he was the business man. A singer. An artist. Whilst you, a dear friend of his, came along at his insisting invitation, because he didn’t want to come alone.

“My neck is burning,” he spoke first.

“You what?” you ask, your eyes widening a bit, as his sudden dialogue caught you off guard.

“I said,” he continued, “my neck is burning. I can feel your eyes on me all the way here.”

“Oh,” you mumbled. “My bad.”

He smiled. “I’m just messing with ya. But you’re not good at hiding it.”

You frowned and turned over, now fixating your eyes on the outside world through the windows. “I wasn’t staring at you. You’re delusional.”

You feel your eyes growing heavier, and eventually you’re dozing off into a deep sleep, when—

“Get up. We’ve got to head out.” Changkyun interrupts.

“Where are we going? You didn’t tell me anything earlier!” You sat up, looking for your phone to check the time. “It’s almost 8!”

“I’m gonna use the bathroom first,” Changkyun puts his phone down and starts walking towards the mirror. He removes his black hoodie to reveal another black t-shirt underneath.

“But you take forever! Even longer than me!” You protest. He ignores you and starts fixing his hair.

Your frown slowly fades as you watch him through the mirror. He’s too concentrated on himself right now. You never really stopped to notice just how sophisticated he looked in all-black. The shirt fit him like a glove, and it outlined all the toned parts of his upper body, like he’d jumped straight out of a photoshoot.

But, as beautiful as he looked at all times, and as outstanding as his career was, he never became an idol on a pedestal to you. He was a wonderful friend, and while he was a famous singer in many countries and continents of the world, he remained humble enough he never let his fame change him. And you never treated him differently, either. You wanted to make him feel as normal as the average person could be, because you knew that the fame and workload could be a handful. Wouldn’t it be nice to get away from it every now and then?

Suddenly, he returns the stare right back at you through the mirror. “Stop looking at me,” he says.

Your face warms up, and you can’t help but let out a small smile. “You’re annoying,” you mumble. “Hurry up, I’ve got to use the bathroom.”

He smiles now, and flicks the light off. “The bathroom’s all yours, then.”

“Where are we going?” You break the silence in the car he’s driving. He hadn’t mentioned any place yet, and wouldn’t answer when you asked.

“I know a spot,” he said quietly.

“A spot for what?” You ask, looking out the window towards the busy highway.

“I know a quiet spot up here in the city. When I drive up here, I like to visit it.”

“What, is it a restaurant? Or like a park?”

“It’s unusual.”

“That doesn’t answer any of my questions!”

“It’s a bridge.”

You smiled. “A bridge!? Like the kind on top of lakes and have views of the city and the ocean?”

“No, it’s not a pretty bridge.”

Your smile dropped. “What, is it a highway bridge or something?”

His eyes perked up. “Yes! That’s exactly what it is! How’d you know!?”

Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me. I don’t think he’s lying, either. Your eyes narrowed at him.

“Why are we going to a highway bridge? You mean like, the ones that literally go over highways. Is that even allowed? That’s so weird!”

He smiled harder. “You’re too ignorant. There’s a lot of beauty to be found on a highway bridge. I just wanted to show you what it’s like.”

You slumped back in your seat.

“Fine, I’ll take you to a nice dinner afterwards. But please come to his bridge with me,” he said. You nodded in agreement and did not mention it again.

After parking the car and stepping out to peer over the bridge, your eyes get caught in the beautiful sight you were most definitely not expecting before you.

“You can see the whole city from here!” Your eyes widened at the vast land of beautifully lit-up buildings, cars, street ways, highways, and docks that lay in front of you. “Changkyun, this is beautiful!”

He didn’t say a word. He simply leaned onto the concrete railing next to you, quietly admiring the cityscape before him.

You sighed. “Fine. I’m sorry I called this lame. I never knew what a city could look like at night from a pretty view.”

He turned over to look at you, then back to the city. “She’s a pretty view, isn’t she? I come up here every time I visit just to get a view of it all.”

The air becomes quiet, with only the sounds of the city and highway life filling the void.

“I find it nice,” he continues, “everyone walks and lives through the city in the day time, enjoying her best moments and capturing her life under the sun. But not many people do the same when the moon is out. She’s just as beautiful, even more so I think.”

“Is that’s why you sometimes prefer being awake at night?” You ask.

“It gives me a piece of mind. I get so caught up with work and life during the day, I don’t always get time for myself. And when I do, I usually just want to rest because I get pretty tired.”

You nod, and you both enjoy a moment of quiet again before he speaks up against.

“But, I think things are changing for the better. I think I found a way to find peace and catch up with myself without having to stay up late,” he says, smiling.

“And what would that be?” You all quietly.

“Your company,” he whispers so quietly, you almost don’t catch it.

“I don’t—I don’t think I heard you right,” you stuttered. His smile faded, and he looked down.

“I meant you,” he started. “You bring peace to me, and I enjoy it a lot. I wanted to thank you.”

The corners of your mouth start to slowly curl up. “I didn’t think you’d ever notice the ways I try to make you feel less stressed. Thank you,” you say gently.

“It’s a feeling that makes me look forward to seeing you a lot, which is why I wanted to bring you out to this business trip. You’re a good escape to have, because I can feel that you care,” he spoke.

“And,” he continued.

“And?” Your ears perked up.

“And,” he whispers, “I wanted to know if you’d like to let me take you out sometime. At least once.”

The corners of your mouth now really curl up in excitement. You approach him carefully, and place your hand on his.

“I’d love to, Kyun.”

He looks up now, reaching up to air out his cap. “You would!? Thank god, this question had me nervously sweating all night!”

You both reach in for a hug, holding onto yourselves whilst looking over the cityscape.

“When are you free?” He asks.

Your stomach cries out, loud enough for both to hear. “Sounds like I’m free right now,” you say.

“I know a spot!” He says, and takes you by the hand, back to the car.

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jeonstellate · 2 years

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love is: a secret

you took extreme measures to not be found — just to be defeated by coincidence in the end.

✇༄ platonic!lee hoseok x afab!reader (ft. ex-fiancé!yoo kihyun x afab!reader)

✇༄ mafia!au, secret baby!au — kinda angst(?)

✇༄ paragraph format — 1.4K words

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chapter five: new life

It had been almost two years since your third gamble succeeded.

Which also meant it had been almost two years since you set foot out of the country and left your connections to any mafia gangs behind.

Your life overseas, thanks to your cousin Seungcheol who ensured your incognito, had been pretty peaceful . . . and ordinary, to say the least. Not that your previous life had been anything but, considering your fiancé — ex-fiancé now — ensured that nothing really changed for you when you got together. The only difference now was the lack of fear for the inevitable — since the inevitable had disappeared from your list of main worries after you cut ties with your ex.

Within two years of your new life, you had met the new love of your life. She was an absolute gem and more than you could ever wish for, truthfully. She kept you occupied enough to not to miss whatever you left behind and single-handedly made you look forward to new experiences you could have together. She kept you grounded and often reminded you of what you had to gamble for. Needless to say, she played a vital role in how you navigated your new life.

Unfortunately, even your new love hadn’t been very effective in making you forget about your ex-fiancé — but you try to not let that bother you.

Although your cousin had arranged your new life, you didn’t exactly have his gang’s protection against any possible attacks from rivals — may they be of your ex-fiancé’s or your cousin’s. You had personally declined the offer when it was made, partly because it would be no different had you stayed. You really just wanted to forget and rid yourself of any ties to the mafia, so you only settled for a compromise that gave you a way to contact SVT just in case the need arises.

Thankfully, no situation of that sort had arrived just yet.

That was, until someone found you.

chapter six: new love

You were on vacation, then, with the love of your life. It was your first one together, too, since your schedule didn’t really give you the freedom to take leaves often.

For your first vacation stop, you decided to take her to an aquarium at the next city over. Frankly, you didn’t have the whole itinerary planned; you were fully intending to just go with the flow. However, you never expected someone from your past to be brought in by the said flow.

"[First name]?" You heard a familiar voice call your name, instantly sending chills down your spine. "Is that you?"

Your instincts told you to run away, but alas, social forms and decency forbade you to. "Hoseok," you forced yourself to turn, "it’s been a while."

"Indeed," he walked closer, then stopped at a respectable distance in front of you. "Have you been well?"

You studied his face, as you thought about whether to accept his small talk or not. "I’ve been," you replied after deeming that he was just Hoseok — not his alter ego Wonho that could potentially kill you. "What are you doing here?"

He shrugged, "Vacation. M— Business has been too much recently, especially since Minhyuk is the only one with limits now."

You knew instantly what he was referring to. You couldn’t remember who told you before, but apparently MX members tend to get more workaholic — and careless — whenever there was no one waiting for them to go back home.

"Are they off again?" You wondered out loud, pushing any thoughts about your ex aside, "Changkyun?"

"Yeah — for a few months now, actually," Hoseok confirmed. "Jooheon is single again, too."

"I see." Silence followed suit, partly because you didn’t know what else to say. It wasn’t like you didn’t believe him about meeting you coincidentally; you just didn’t trust him enough to freely give him information about your current life that MX could use to track you down later on.

"I see Hyungwon wasn’t lying, after all." Hoseok finally focused his attention on the baby carrier strapped on your front, no longer able to pretend that he was unaffected by the little human that had been trying to catch his attention. "What’s their name?"

"Kian," you supplied. "Her name’s Kian."

When you took a step forward, he took it as a signal that he was allowed to interact with your daughter. "Kian," he tested her name as he extended his hand to let her hold his fingers, "hello."

When Hoseok smiled, you began to wonder about the forbidden what would’ve been. Especially when you heard him murmur, "Kian looks a lot like her father."

chapter seven: new favor

Frankly, you haven’t prepared for a situation in which a MX member found you. You honestly thought Seungcheol had sent you far enough to avoid quick detection. Not to mention the fact that you had done everything to not create followable traces anywhere, too. If anything, you figured actual enemies, who were probably deliberately trying to find you to get back to the gangs you were unfortunately once associated with, were more likely to track you down — not MX, who Seungcheol made sure you didn’t offend business-wise.

In an event worse comes to worst, all you had vaguely planned was pleading them to spare Kian’s life. Nothing else.

Unfortunately, you never foresaw a situation in which a MX member would invite himself to your vacation with your daughter.

"If there’s a chance—" Hoseok started as you continued to walk around the aquarium, his hand protectively in front of the baby carrier he now donned. "If there’s a way you can get back together with Kihyun, would you take it?"

You looked at him like you couldn’t believe what he just asked. Had he not heard anything you just said in the past hour, when you were answering his curiosities about how and why you left? "I left for a reason."

"Yeah, but," he merely shrugged, completely ignoring the look of judgment you shot his way. "What if every reason you could possibly have to stay away disappeared? Would you get back together with Kihyun then?"

"Is that even possible?" You chuckled, "I don’t think—"

"—It’s just a what-if," Hoseok reminded you.

"No."

"No?" He echoed, not expecting the answer you had given.

"No, I wouldn’t," you repeated without hesitation. "Kihyun deserves someone who can love him without reservations — and that’s obviously not me."

Silence engulfed the two of you once more after he found no right words to follow up your earnest reply. It wasn’t suffocating, per se, partly because your conversation — as dark as it may be — was all said casually. Your eyes might’ve had sadness in them, but your voice stayed nonchalant.

"Do you still love him?" Hoseok broke the silence after a while. His eyes were glued on your daughter as she held on his finger with her fist, babbling happily and without a care in the world.

"I suppose I still do," you shrugged, not finding it difficult to admit at all. "That’s why I have to ask you for a favor."

"You want me to keep this between us," he had no trouble guessing what you were about to ask of him.

You nodded, "I want you to not tell MX that you’ve confirmed that Hyungwon was actually telling the truth when he was drunk that one time."

"You want MX to continue thinking you betrayed Kihyun?" Hoseok wanted to confirm.

"Yes," you reaffirmed, "if that’s what it takes to keep Kihyun from finding out about Kian."

You were aware of how selfish must’ve sounded to him, with you adamantly keeping Kihyun and Kian apart. However, you found yourself hardly caring: you knew, in that way, Kian — nor you — wouldn’t be used to hurt Kihyun. And really, keeping Kian and Kihyun safe was your top priority — above all else.

"I hope you’d never have the need to, but here," Hoseok eventually handed you a piece of paper with a phone number on it. "Let me protect you in this way, at least. For Kihyun."

When your day with Hoseok came to an end, your temporary bliss about meeting an old friend also ended. Sure, he had been quite persistent in the beginning about asking you details you’d rather bury deep, but he also didn’t hold back in catching you up with the core MX members’ personal lives — even if you never asked him to. Overall, having Hoseok around for a day almost made you forget the risk you just took by not pushing him away.

Thankfully, you didn’t completely lose your resolve to uphold your incognito.

Been found, you typed in the burner phone Seungcheol gave you. Relocation needed.

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dream-of-kpop · 2 years

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Monsta X and Assumptions

[like when youtubers do those Q&A videos where people send in assumptions they have about them- yeah]

I.M: "Let's talk about assumptions we have about each other." *opens beer bottle*

Wonho: "I don't know what an 'assumption' is but it sounds boring..."

I.M: "Nahhhh it'll be fun. I'll start." *drinks* "For example, Kihyun looks like the type to own nothing but black turtleneck sweaters."

Kihyun: "Are you sure you're not talking about Woozi?"

I.M: "Wow Kihyun, you just saved yourself with that one."

Kihyun: "Thanks."

Jooheon: "I'm telling Jihoon what you said-"

Kihyun: "IT WAS A JOKE."

Wonho: "Ohhhh I get it now!"

Hyungwon: "Ok wait, what assumption do you guys have about me?"

Wonho: "Actually...you look like the type to sing, 'THE BEST TIME TO WEAR A STRIPED SWEATERRRR~'."

Hyungwon: "No I don't."

Jooheon: "Go put on a sweater and sing bruh."

Hyungwon: "It's too hot in here 'cause of the heater. I'll pass out."

Kihyun: "And?"

Jooheon: "DO ITTTTT PLEASEEEEEE???" *starts doing aegyo*

*Hyungwon leaves and returns with an oversized sweater*

Hyungwon: "The best time to wea-"

Shownu: "Louder."

Hyungwon: "THE BEST TIME TO WEAR A STRIPED SWEATERRRRRR, IS ALL THE TIMEEEEEE! ONE LITTLE COLOR, TURTLENECK, THAT'S THE KINDDDDDD!"

*Monsta X dies of laughter*

Hyungwon: *sits down embarrassed taking off the sweater* "I'm never doing that shit again."

Minhyuk: "Good thing I recorded it then." *lays phone down*

I.M: "Okayyyy~ next assumption. SHOWNU YOU'RE NEXT!"

*Shownu looks up startled*

Jooheon: "Homeboy definitely eats Cheetos at midnight by himself."

Wonho: "Yeah, I can totally see that."

Minhyuk: "I feel like Shownu has a son named Markees."

Shownu: "What?"

Minhyuk: "You heard me."

Hyungwon: "I-I don't even know how to respond to that."

Shownu: "Well...in that case, I assume Minhyuk has a girlfriend."

Kihyun: *chuckles* "HA- you're funny Hyunwoo."

Minhyuk: "That's ok Kihyun." *smiles at Kihyun then Shownu* "Thank you for the assumption."

Jooheon: "Oooo I have an assumption about Changkyun."

I.M: "Spill it."

Jooheon: "Changkyun looks like the type to wear a Nirvana shirt but only listened to 'Smells Like Teen Spirit'."

Minhyuk: *shakes head* "Kurt Cobain would be disappointed..."

I.M: "I've dabbled in some rock here and there."

Wonho: "You aren't talking about drugs right?"

I.M: "What? No."

Jooheon: "And Minhyuk-" *points to him* "You look like the human version of yeet."

Minhyuk: "I don't know what that means but thank you."

Hyungwon: "Wait I'll go next!"

I.M: "It wasn't your turn yet."

Hyungwon: "I thought we're just going randomly...But anyways, I assume Wonho has a Grindr account."

Wonho: "Ok, that's a really good guess."

I.M: "Was that supposed to be funny?"

Hyungwon: "No just mainly a guess."

Minhyuk: "Are you referring to yourself having a Grindr account? I don't get it."

Hyungwon: "Forget it."

*awkward silence*

Shownu: "Um, I assume Kihyun doesn't have abs."

Kihyun: "Pfffft, I do actually." *lifts shirt*

I.M: "Just put it away..."

Kihyun: "What?"

Hyungwon: "Fam, there's nothing there."

Kihyun: *looks down* "What? Nah, it's just the light is hitting it wrong."

Jooheon: "I think those gym regimens are hitting wrong."

*Kihyun pulls his shirt back down and sits awkwardly*

Wonho: "Okie, Changkyun your turn."

I.M: "I assume that...that...Minhyuk...you like string beans."

Minhyuk: "What?"

Shownu: "Can we stop?"

Jooheon: "Why?"

Shownu: "I'm getting bored. Also this heater is getting too hot."

Minhyuk: "If it helps, Hyungwon looks like the type to tell a bunch of his friends he's gonna be famous on Tik Tok and only has 3 followers."

Hyungwon: "Yes, that helps my self-esteem a lot." *takes a swig of beer*

Shownu: "Ok, I'm having fun again."

I.M: "Actually, you're right. It is getting hot in here..."

Kihyun: "Please turn it off Wonho since you're the closest one to it."

*Wonho promptly turns off the heater*

Kihyun: "Ok, now can you hoes stop complaining?"

Jooheon: "Damn, you're still mad about what I said, aren't you?"

Kihyun: "Joo, shut the hell up."

I.M: "Kihyun, now's your chance! What assumption do you have about Jooheon?"

Jooheon: "YOU'RE SIDING WITH HIM???"

Minhyuk: "Oh my god, this is so intense."

Kihyun: "Jooheon looks like he freestyles to trap remixes of Cocomelon songs."

Jooheon: *he stands up in a fit of rage with tears sliding down his cheeks* "TOO FAR-" *leaves immediately*

Hyungwon: "Kihyun, how could you?"

I.M: "...I mean can see it. The songs are fire sometimes, but that was totally disrespectful Kihyun."

*one by one, each member leaves until Kihyun is the last one sitting*

Kihyun: "I'm confused, what did I say?"

Wonho: *stands up* "What didn't you say?" *leaves mysteriously*

Kihyun: ????

Epilogue:

[everyone, except Kihyun, gathers around Jooheon as he hugs a pillow and sulks]

*Minhyuk rubs his back*

Shownu: "Would it make you feel better if we played some Cocomelon?"

Jooheon: *pouts* "No."

I.M: "Come on, we know it'll make you feel better."

Jooheon: "Fine."

*briefly goes to Youtube and finds a video*

TV: *music* "COCOMELON!"

*Jooheon cries even harder*

Minhyuk: "WAY TO GO SHOWNU-"

Shownu: "I THOUGHT IT WOULD MAKE HIM FEEL BETTER-"

hyungwonthefraud

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97ify · 1 year

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ʬʬ﹕ MEET THE DRiVER .ᐟ

BENJi or JENNA ORTEGA’s REAL GF (CANON) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⌁ nineteen. he!xe. puerto rican. your typical mean lesbian !

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personal shit ! ☆

ABOUT JJ ✦ professional milf fucker. graphic design major. aspiring sugar momma. uzui tengen’s doppelgänger (i have so many wives fr). irl ava ayala (100%). miles morales’ actual cousin (real). venom's real life best friend (aside from eddie ofc). certified makima & himeno hater. diagnosed BPD pill popper. eren's biggest bully (so real it's canon). soul’s guardian. denji’s sibling. quanxi’s fifth gf (not clickbait).

MY ACCOUNT ✦ is for hispanic/latines that never see themselves in either oc's or readers, mainly because they're always white and don't have culture. it is also for my tall girls (i'm only 5'6, but tall women are everything) who never get representation in media, aside from the tall girl movie where they weaponized her height until the last 30 mins of that god forsaken film. so if you're one of the two, or even both, then my account is definitely for you love.

my beloveds ! ☆

ANIMANGA(S) ✦ attack on titan. god of high school. jujutsu kaisen. classroom of the elite. soul eater. chainsaw man. blue lock. gangsta. tokyo revengers. haikyuu. demon slayer. death note. hunter x hunter. sailor moon. angels of death.

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PLAYLIST ✦ bts. piwon. e'last. ateez. txt. le sserafim. new jeans. twice. xdinary heroes. onlyoneof. wonho. jiae. monaleo. megan thee stallion. flo milli. glorilla. kehlani. young m.a. ski mask the slump god. d4vd. kali uchis. joji. mitski. rae sremmurd. bad bunny. daddy yankee. melanie martinez. pierce the veil. zion & lennox. hector & tito. selena. a boogie.

MI FAVORITAS ✦ women. milfs. racing (fast cars). music. drawing. coloring. writing. reading. the color pink. dogs. cats. embracing and getting educated on my culture. kpop. watching kdramas. video games. maladaptive daydreaming. anime. mangas. manhwas. horror movies. slashers. lesbians.

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BASIC STUFF ✦ i always write tall (6'2), indigenous taíno puerto rican oc's for my stories. only time i won't is when a request specifically asks for an unlabeled reader, or a specific type of reader that doesn't correlate with my typical one.

WARNINGS Y DISCLAIMERS ✦ i am obviously lesbian (if you still couldn't tell), so a majority of my writings will be for female characters and/or non-male characters. however, whenever i DO do an x male character book or oneshot, it'll either be a request from a mutual or because it's one of my favs.

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MY ATTITUDE ✦ i am very blunt and honest, when it's needed. i try my best not to be sarcastic all the time online cause i am in real life and it's caused too many altercations for my liking, especially since i don't like people. if i sense something is off, i'll tell you. if you did something wrong, i'll tell you, so i expect the same in return. but aside from that, i try my best to be as nice as possible, especially to others with similar interests.

DISORDERS ✦ i have both ADHD & BPD (recently diagnosed with BPD) and i'm still trying to adjust to it, and the medicine. furthermore, i have moments where i "split" which means i won't want to interact, talk, or even do anything. i become a state of wanting nothing to do with anyone; friends, family, no one. so when that does happen, i will put my account on lockdown and won't be active until it's over, which usually lasts a few days.

➷ TO ADD ONTO THAT . . . whenever i take my ADHD medicine, it usually makes my splitting worse due to the symptoms of the medication, and also makes my anger issues insufferable. the only reason i'm making these publicly known is because i've learned from my mistakes in the past about not alerting people of them and it causing problems in the future.

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blizzardfluffykpop · 9 months

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If Only

Summary: Maybe if you told him about your feelings at the venue the last time you were here, you’d be together now. But now you’re here again, and you wonder if you turn to find him, will he even be looking for you?

Oneshot

Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Flashbacks, Slight College au, Possibly Suggestive at the end?

Word Count: 3,674

Hoseok (Wonho) X Reader

[Song Inspiration: If Only, From Zero, Don’t Regret]

Preface: "Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I wish I told you what I really felt. If I go back to where we last were, will you be looking for me too? Will you still love me as I love you? Can we start again? But differently? Can we be together in ways we always wished?"

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You remember the last time you and Hoseok were together as if it were yesterday. It was a week before you both graduated. And you had bought tickets to see your favorite band and invited him along. He hyped your outfit up and told you how excited he was to hear some songs live. He knew their songs because you had listened to their music together, just as you had listened to his favorite band’s music. He made you giggle until the venue started letting people in, and he held your hand and helped ease your nerves. After all, it would be the first time you'd seen them live. You showed them your tickets, and they let you in. Hoseok put them into his coat pocket for safekeeping and held you close so you didn't lose track of each other as you looked for your seats.

You guys excitedly waited for the concert to begin. And when the openers came out, you got up and cheered. They played a few cover songs, and you both sang along. It was wonderful. But the real excitement came after they exited the stage. You turned to Hoseok, and he grabbed your hands as you excitedly shook them. He giggled, and your heart felt like it was about to leap out of your chest, not just from the excitement of seeing your group. But from him and all the feelings you had bottled up for him. When they came out, you both screamed, cheered, and danced the night away to the songs.

When your favorite song came on, you gasped and shook him as he laughed. You twirled and sang along loudly, enjoying every moment of it. It felt like a dream come true. At the end of the song, you looked at him to see if he was enjoying it too. And he was smiling big and bright over at you, with his camera pointed towards you and not the stage. You shook your head at him, and he laughed, “You looked so happy. I couldn’t film anything but you.” You blushed and shook your head at him again before continuing to jam with him to the rest of the songs.

You both loudly screamed for an encore, wanting to hear them perform more of their music. And they came back out and played a fan favorite. Everyone was jumping, and the two of you were jumping right along with them. As the last note rang through the crowd, you were both sweaty and laughing. He presses his forehead to yours, "I wish tonight would never have to end." You held your forehead to his, "I wish it never had to either." But then you moved away and gathered your things to leave. He walked you home, and all you two talked about was the performance and not your shared feelings. At the time, you knew he loved you back. You don't know why you never told him. It never made sense, but he never said anything, either. And that was the last time you two ever saw each other, and you never stopped thinking about it.

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Graduation came and flew by in a flash. Friends you knew were now married, traveling the world, or having babies. Did time really move that fast? Or was it just your own perception? It always seemed like when you left college. You would know exactly what you wanted to do next with your life. But now, as you sit in your bedroom apartment, you really start to wonder if you knew anything back then. You had tried everything from moving from place to place to seeing new faces and having different careers. But your mind still lingered on the same person. You could be doing something completely unrelated and still, find ways to connect it back to him.

Even now, as you throw your head back against your pillow, you can’t help but think how his smile would make everything better. But that was something you had to lay to rest the day you both graduated. You were attracted to him the second you laid eyes on him, and when you got to know him, you fell deeply in love with him. You tried dating various people after falling for him, but by the fourth date, you’d realize you didn’t want anyone else but him. He was everything you wanted and more.

And maybe that’s why you were buying concert tickets to see his favorite band perform. One that you didn’t care for until you listened to them in his dorm. You remember staying up that whole night listening to each other's favorite artists and getting to know each other more. Or maybe it was because it was the last place you were with him. What if he was there? Would you have the courage, then? Your friend, Lyd, texts you that she wants to go and sends you the money. And you smile as you purchase the tickets. Maybe you needed a new memory in that place to move on. But could you truly move on from someone you loved so deeply? You shook your head. You decided to enjoy the experience and have a fun time with your friend, regardless of past events that took place there.

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You sat beside him after a long day of midterms in your first year. And you both stayed up the whole night, showing each other song after song. He showed you his sketchbook and told you about his dream of playing in a band. You gushed over how beautiful his sketches were and how you believed he could create a band larger than life. He shook his head, thanking you, and asked you about your aspirations. You showed him the writings you wrote but told him that you weren’t positive you wanted to turn your hobby into your career. And he told you how elaborate and beautiful he thought your words were and how not all art had to be for profit. Because as long as it made you happy, it didn’t have to make you money. He held you against his chest as you listened to another song he liked by them. He made you feel safe in ways you didn’t know you needed safety. And with that, you guys fell asleep on his bed listening to music together.

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You haven’t seen him since before you graduated because you had to move back in with your family for a few months to take care of some things. You could have kept in contact, but neither of you ever reached out. You were always two distant stars watching and liking each other’s stories. He was out living his best life, and so were you. He was touring with his band, and you were working part-time and writing little stories while hanging out with your friends. Every photo or video that contained him always had your heart stuttering. You couldn’t believe that you let him slip through your fingers. It was something you majorly regretted. Even as you stand in line with one of your friends, you can’t help but think about what it’d be like to attend this concert with him.

The venue was two cities outside of your old university. You used to grab a bus and head here all the time, whether you were attending the concert by yourself, with your friends, or with him. Interrupting your thoughts for a second, your friend asks, “I’ve never been to this venue before. What’s it like?” And you smile, “It’s beautiful. It’s got golden decals and a very high ceiling. And the stage, no matter where you’re sitting, feels like you’re sitting right in front of the performers. And the acoustics in the room? Are magnificent.” She grins, “Oh wow! I can’t wait to get inside!” You smile and ask, “I know you saw them last month. Did they perform any hidden tracks?” She grins and tells you about how they performed a bonus track off of their older album and how it was her favorite song, and to hear it felt magical. You grin, “I hope they perform it tonight, then!” You weren’t that close, but you connected over your shared music taste. She knew bits and pieces of your past and why you liked this group. She was sure that he had a crush on you back then too. “Oh! My girl is calling!” She cheerily tells you and answers, and you smile. You knew Claire about as well as you had known Lyd. And you listen to them talk until the line starts moving. She hangs up and promises to get her some merch before leaving.

You get in, and they scan your tickets, you locate your seats, and you’re off to get soft drinks while she’s off to buy merch. You give her twenty for a shirt, knowing the other five would cover her pop. It takes a while before you both can return to your seats. You sit down and drink your pop as she shows you the hoodie she got herself. The cute beanie she got her girlfriend, and the shirt she got you. Originally you were going to wear it as a sleep shirt, but it was just the right color and style for you to wear everywhere. You thank her and put it on your chair so you don’t lose it.

The venue continues to fill up, and as the lights turn on, you take a moment to look around. And that’s when you see him... The man you’ve been internally searching for since you left him. You gulp, and he catches your stare before you can look away. You give him a small smile, and he does the same, and you both turn from each other, “Um, Lyd… I uh…” She raises her eyebrow at you, “What?” You whisper, “He’s here…” She gasps, “No way!” She whips her head in the direction you were looking in before. She claps her hands and looks at you, “This could be it!” You blink at her and ask, “This could be... What?” She grins, “You guys can finally rekindle and fall in love!” You gulp but can’t help but sneak glances at him, “But… How? He’s probably married by now. And has like five kids, if not grandkids.” She hits your arm, “Honey. He is way too young to have grandkids. And the last time you were here, it was with him! It’s like fate brought you back together!” You shake your head, “That’s impossible.” But you can’t help but look towards him again to see him staring back.

And before you can say anything more, the opener comes out, and the lights turn on, “Give it up for The Starches!” Everyone stands up, and she gasps, “You weren’t kidding. It feels like we’re right against the stage even though we’re at least fifteen rows back!” You laugh, “Yeah.” And while you haven’t heard of this group before, you certainly enjoyed them! You filmed a few of their songs, planning to check them out later. And the two of you jumped to the songs as the guitar wailed and the drums pounded beats through your souls.

Several songs later, they exit the stage. And people scatter to the restroom and to get refills. But you turn to look at Lyd, and she smiles, “Go to him.” You gulp, “You sure?” She nods, “You love him. I could tell from the way you talked about him and even now. You love him deeply. So, go to him.” She shoos you, and without second guessing yourself, you get up and head to him to see him getting out of his chair and coming over to you. You laugh, and he smiles, “I uh…” His hand rubs the back of his neck as he goes, “I didn’t expect to see you here.” You nod, “I thought you were touring?” He nods, “I am… I just saw they were performing here. And well, I had to see them.” You smile, “Me too…”

You guys move into his aisle as people start returning from the concessions. “Where’s your next performance?” He smiles, “Several cities over.” You nod, “Living the big rockstar life you always wanted?” He grins, “Yeah, what have you been doing?” You shrug, “This, that, and the other. Nothing special.” He shakes his head, “You're living your life, and that’s special.” You smile, “I guess so.” He nods, “Who’s your friend over there?” “Oh, that’s Lyd!” He waits for you to continue, so you do, “She’s my friend. We’ve recently gotten to know each other because of our similar music tastes. We saw they were performing close, and we decided to go.” He lets out a sigh and says like he’s relieved, “That’s nice! I hope your friendship continues to grow!” You smile and nod, “Did you bring anyone?” He shrugs, “Kind of? My bodyguard comes with me no matter what.” You blink, “Oh?” And look over a few seats to see him intently watching the two of you. Being caught, he gives a friendly wave. You both wave back, and he goes, “Yeah, that’s Bo. He’s a great guy. He takes care of me and my members.”

You didn’t expect your first conversation to be so awkward. You stand and stare at each other. With so many things you wanted to say to each other but no words to convey your thoughts. You sigh as you gesture that you should head back to your seat. But before you can leave, Lyd comes up behind you both, “Hey, I was just talking to Bo, and he said he’d be better at watching over you if you sat in front of him.” You both blink at her and out of Hoseok’s sight and into yours. She winks. You ask softly, “Would you like to sit with me?” He smiles, “I would love to.” When Hoseok turns to walk towards your seats first, both Bo & Lyd give you a thumbs up. You shake your head, Lyd wasn’t about to let you pass up this opportunity, and it seems neither was Bo.

You sit beside him, your heart thumping in your chest as the background music plays. You speak up, “You know, the last time we were here together was to see my favorite band…” He nods, “Yeah, now we’re seeing my favorite band here together…” “It makes a kind of karmic sense, doesn’t it?” He smiles, “I think so. I’m glad I get to see them with you.”

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Senior year, he was lying in your bed playing on his laptop as you wrote a few more notes in your notebook. He told you excitedly, “They came out with a new album!” You grinned, “Really?” And you both listened to it. And you added your favorites to your playlists. He goes, “That was amazing! Did you enjoy it?” You nodded, and he continued, “This next song was a pre-release, but it became my favorite. I hope it becomes dear to you because I’m dedicating it to you.” You held back your tears at that as you whispered, “Ho-ho, you don’t have to.” He shook his head, “I want to. Now listen.” And you can tell why he fell for it the second it started playing. It had all the right notes, the correct key, and perfect melodies. You bobbed your head along and fell in love with it just like you had with him. He put it on repeat and pulled you into his chest, and the two of you basked in the moment. Maybe someday you’d get the courage to tell him.

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They finally come out, and you both cheer, and he smiles as you sing along to the songs together. It felt right to sing with him again. You wished you never lost connection. But as you look at him in the corner of your eye, if this is where you ended up all over again. Then you don’t regret it. Getting to spend another moment with him had your heart singing louder than your voice to the music. It made all the difference in not seeing for two years. You turned around as they played Lyd's favorite and high-fived her as she loudly screamed. As that song ended, you heard the first notes of the song, his favorite and the one he dedicated to you. And your heart feels full as he starts dancing and singing his heart out to it. You can't help but giggle and capture it all on your camera. You couldn’t be more in love if only he loved you back.

He catches you just like you had caught him filming you that night at the very end of the song. He shakes his head at you, and the first act ends, and the band walks back to change. You both sit down and tell him, “I thought you deserved to see yourself dancing and having a good time to your favorite song like you did for me all those years ago.” He laughs, and you ask, “Did you ever change your number?” He tells you he didn’t, and you scroll down in your texts and send him the video. “You never deleted my texts?” You shake your head, “Never had the heart to.” He nods, pulls out his phone, and scrolls down to show you he didn't either.

It could be the simplest thing that would remind you of him. From bunnies to the color blue, you saw him in everything. And in the two years, you were apart. You certainly couldn’t get rid of anything he sent or gave you. You were sentimental over it all. It may have been as simple as a ‘Hi!’ post-it note to the stuffed bunny he got you. You had kept all of it in a tin on top of your bedside table, wanting to access it whenever you missed him. After all, you were still in love with him, even though you had no contact with him.

You ask, “Do you still have Mew-Mew?” He smiles and nods, “Do you still have Bun-Bun?” You shake your head 'yes'. And that’s when the band returns. You jump around and sing with him again. Although, this time, you were in each other’s bubbles, much more comfortable beside each other. You looked over at him as the drummer did his solo perfectly and grinned, and he smiled right back.

When the concert ended, he grabbed your hand, and you both yelled, “Encore! Encore!” Pumping your intertwined hands into the air, hooting and hollering until they returned. Even as you sing along to their last song, you don’t let go of each other’s hands. With the confidence you have left, you squeeze his hand, and he looks over you, and you become entranced. And he sings the line to you, “I don’t want to be your past. I think we'll both regret…” You hold back your tears as you bring him into your arms. He holds you as you both sway to the melody. And you sing the words right back to him. As you both pull back with tears in your eyes, you grasp his other hand in yours.

The band exits the stage, and people start clearing out. You tell him, “You know, I never stopped thinking about you.” He gives you a small smile, “I never stopped loving you.” You both start crying, and he goes, “Please, don’t let me be your past.” You shake your head, “You’ve always been my present. You’re with me even when you’re not. I’m still deeply in love with you.” He smiles, “You're like that for me too…” You sigh, wiping your tears away with your shoulder, “Will you do me the honor of being mine officially?” He grins with wet cheeks, “It would be an honor to be yours.”

That’s when you hear an ‘ahem!’ You both look over, and Bo goes, “I’d hate to interrupt, but it looks like this place is almost cleared out. We should probably get going.” The two of them are both grinning at the two of you, “We heard everything.” You laugh and let go of one of his hands to pick up your concert tee. So, he can lead you out of your seats. As you walk to the doors, Lyd says, “Oh, Clarie said she could pick me up. So don’t worry about me! I’ll be seeing you next week!” Bo clears his throat, “I uh have some business at this thing to like be at... And, yeah, so…” He trails off and goes, “But, I’ll walk you to their car.” Hoseok laughs and teases, “Okay. If you’re sure you don’t want to come along~” Bo shakes his head adamantly, “No, um, I think you two have some things to catch up on, and I don’t want to hear that.” The four of you laugh as Lyd leaves for her girlfriend’s car.

After the two of you are all settled in, Bo wishes you both well and for you to have him home at a reasonable time. And he’s off, and you turn to look at him, “I regret not telling you I was in love with you sooner.” He shakes his head, “I regret it too, but now we have each other. So, there is no need to regret it anymore. We just have a lot to catch up on…” You smile, “Let’s not waste another moment, huh?” He nods, and you’re off to spend the rest of the evening and forever together.

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koishiro · 9 months

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jjk men (gojo, geto, nanami, toji, yuuta, inumaki, itadori, megumi)

jjk women (nobara, maki, miwa, utahime, mai, shoko)

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csm men (aki, yoshida, denji, kishibe, angel devil)

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fruits basket (kyo, hatori, shigure, yuki, hatsuharu, ayame)

tokyo ghoul men (kaneki, hideyoshi, kishou, nishiki, sasaki, yomo)

tokyo ghoul women (touka kirishima)

haikyuu!! (osamu, astumu, hinata)

bnha (bakugo, tamaki, kirishima, todoroki, midoriya, dabi, shigaraki, aizawa)

genshin (diluc, kaeya, alhaitham, itto, kaveh, childe, zhongli, kazuha, thoma, dainsleif)

ateez (san, mingi, yeosang, wooyoung, hongjoong, yunho, jongho, seonghwa)

bts (jungkook, yoongi, jimin, taehyung, namjoon, jin, hoseok)

got7 (jackson wang, jay b, bambam, mark, yugyeom, jinyoung, young-jae)

monsta x (wonho, shownu, I.M, kihyun, hyungwon, minhyuk, joohoney)

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drabbles, hcs, oneshots, smut

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agust-june · 9 months

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Masterlist

Hello welcome to my masterlist. I don't take requests unfortunately but if you have something you'd like to say or want to shoot an idea into my head my imbox is open. I hope you enjoy my fics and please give me feedback if you can!

Minors DNI

Fluff 💗 Smut😈 angst 😭

Series

Decendants of the stars and of the Gods 💗😭

This multi fandom (well kinda?) but it's about after a war between the greek Gods and the zodiac and the constellations went to war. The children of the signs going to the school with the children of the Gods.

Pt1

Pt2

Pt3

Kingdoms that can't be divided 😭💗

This was my first fanfic it's on wattpad I would upload it here but...it's too long and unfortunately I'm lazy to put all the chapters onto here.

Oneshots

-Nct-

Johnny

Keep Her Satisfied for the Weekend 😈

Part 1 Part 2 (coming soon) 😈

Take My Breath 😈

Kiss you back (coming soon) 😭😈

Conflict of interest (coming soon) 😭😈

Let the ( games) flames begin! (Coming soon) 💗

Yuta

If your girl only knew 😈

Creep 😈

-Seventeen-

Joshua

The chair 😈

Three is better than two 😈

S.Coups

I hate you 😈

Three is better than two 😈

-Monsta x-

Wonho

Cyber Sex 😈

It never rains 💗

Kihyun

I'm your baby tonight 😈

-Got7-

Got7

Is Got7 invited to the cook out? 💗

Do they belong to the streets?💗

Valentines day 💗

Invite to the cookout 💗

Jaebum

Teacher's assistant 😈

From time😭

Jinyoung

The boss😈

Erotic city 😈

Youngjae

The boy is mine💗

Yugyeom

Part Time Lover😈

-Dpr Live-

Hong Dabin

Bored😈

-Ateez-

Hongjoong

For the first time (coming soon)💗

Theories

-Got7-

Not by the moon

Songs I think...

Songs I think Haechan can sing

Songs I think DoJaeJung can sing

#Junewrites #Junesmasterlist

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chicken-fifi · 1 month

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Don’t Regret | Wonho Imagine

Pairing: Shin Hoseok x Reader

Requested by anon: Can you do a Wonho oneshot based on his song Don't Regret? 🙏🏽 I miss him so much 🥲

Genre: angst(?)

Word Count: 538 words

A/n: i actually hadn't heard this song yet (i've been slacking, ik). but it was worth hearing it for the first time i'll tell you that. sooooo good

Tunes: our planet season 1 on netflix

You and Hoseok had always sworn to one another that despite whatever happened between the two of you in your relationship, neither of you would ever regret a single thing. That was a promise the two of you had made from the start. No matter what, you wouldn’t regret your love for one another.

All of the pain, the arguing, the insults, the anger, the love, the happiness, the full range of emotions, none of those were things you wanted to forget or erase from your life no matter how much they all hurt you in the end. Why?

You were happy.

You both were.

And it was a happiness that only came once in a lifetime.

So when the two of you ran into each at a grocery store. The same one where it all began all those years ago. In that very same aisle, reaching for the last container of protein powder, you couldn’t have been happier.

Hoseok looked great; different from what you could remember, but great. The boyish looks had faded, morphing into those of an experienced man who’d lived through some of the most tumultuous years of his life in his mid-twenties. You couldn’t help but feel proud of how much he’d changed and grown, for you knew none of that would’ve been possible if the two of you were still together.

The same was true for you in his mind. You’d grown and changed just as much. All for the better.

There weren’t any words to be said between the two of you for the first few moments, until a small laughter erupted between the two of you.

“It’s so good to see you after so long,” you finally breathed. “You look great, apart from the clear sleep deprivation.”

He smiled softly, “You do too.”

Both of you stood in the aisle talking catching up as fast you could in those few short moments you both had to spare before continuing on with your lives. As silence began to fall on the two of you once again, a small tension present as you both began dancing around the elephant between the two of you.

While you had both sworn yourself to the promise of no regrets, and you were both certain you were keeping your ends of the deal, there was no concrete way of knowing if the other was as well without asking - which was, frankly, quite weird.

“I don’t regret anything. Just like we promised we wouldn’t,” you finally spoke after a moment too long.

“Same here,” he added. “And I will never regret it. I was happy with you for so long.”

Going back to standing in front of one another in complete silence, you nodded, reaching out and patting his arm, leaving the protein powder for him to grab. Without another word you both gave each other one final smile before going your separate ways once more.

Even if all you had were memories of the past, simple things that you would never get to relive with the same person once again, you don’t regret a single thing you experience. You don’t regret a single thing you learned along the way. You could never regret love. Never ever.

#ksoloist #ksoloist imagines #ksoloist scenarios #wonho #shin hoseok #wonho masterlist #shin hoseok masterlist #wonho imagines #wonho scenarios #shin hoseok imagines #shin hoseok scenarios

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pandabunfics · 9 months

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Monsta X Masterlist

Fluff - 💖 / Angst - 🧵 / Suggestive - 🎩 / Smut - 🐲

Shownu

Oneshots

Headcanon (Bulletpoints)

Wonho

Oneshots

Headcanon (Bulletpoints)

Experiences, Time and Your Life 💖

Minhyuk

Oneshots

Headcanon (Bulletpoints)

Kihyun

Oneshots

Headcanon (Bulletpoints)

I.M

Oneshots

Headcanon (Bulletpoints)

#kpop masterlist #kpop x male reader #kpop x reader #kpop mlm #monsta x #monsta x x male reader #shownu x male reader #wonho x male reader #kihyun x male reader #shownu #kihyun #wonho

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winter-dayz · 7 months

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Freedom or the Kindness of Death

Pairing: Lee Hoseok x Reader Hybrid AU; Shapeshifter AU Genre: Horror Words: 1142 Warnings: gore; murder; strong language; torture; violence

Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost

Taglist: @soobin-chois

“Let me go!” She thrashed around in the tube-like compartment, arms and legs suspended by thick, sterile ropes, and her entire body surrounded by thick glass. She stared down the abnormally muscular lab-coat in front of her cage with abhor.

🎃

The lab-coats on the other side continued to ignore her, writing down whatever shit they thought they figured out about her species. Occasionally they’d press a button or flip a switch, trying to elicit a reaction out of her in some fashion.

If they failed, they would grimace or glare before hastily scratching something off their stupid laundry list of torture. If they succeeded, the greasy lab-coat that was manning the switches would smirk arrogantly as the bug-eyed lab-coat would write paragraphs of evidence, data, hypotheses. Blah blah blah.

She never thought torture would be so boring. But perhaps she should be grateful. Thankful that she wasn't being torn apart and pieced back together. Sliced and diced only to be sewn up, “good as new”, like she’d watched some of her fellow hostages be.

She’d watched several be mutilated, starved, dehydrated, drained, and plain murdered. All in the name of “science” as those white coat freaks claimed. As if hybrids were some kind of laboratory toy for them to use and play with as they pleased until they’re ready to throw the old one out and bring a new one in.

She knew there was no chance she’d ever see the sun again. Bound to her tube-casket, only to stare at the burning fluorescents day after day. And despite her current, more favorable, form of experimentation—torture—she knew that it’d be her turn soon.

The lab-coats were growing bored of her reactions. As was she, hardly having energy to react even when the doo-dads they messed with should have actually elicited one. So, it was coming, and she could only wonder what fate she’d be privy to.

Would she be sawed in half and inspected like a bug or cut up and dissected like a cadaver? Would she be subjected to extreme conditions like the ones she saw shriveled up from hunger and wilt away from lack of water? Or would they dispose of her, a simple murder, like the trash they believed her to be?

Oddly enough, those thoughts were the only thing getting her through her days. Long gone was the optimism for release. Long gone was the hope for freedom. Now, she only prayed for the kindness of death.

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As she continued to squirm as best she could, the lab-coat on the other side only stared at her blankly. Behind him, anarchy ensued. Somehow, the hybrids had managed to overtake the facility. She heard as glass and windows were shattered and screams echoed through the halls from both predator and prey alike.

Her room had already been ransacked by both sides. The lab workers had rounded together any important information they could before hightailing it out. Then, several incoherent hybrids rampaged through the room.

She had watched on with confusion at first, but things started making sense after the door was left open for her to witness the sounds and sights of an uprising.

The man on the outside stared, unblinkingly, at her. His head tilted to the side for a moment as he observed her features—both human and hybrid. Something was different about him. He wasn’t like the usual lab-coats, but with her senses still obstructed by her prison, she couldn’t tell what exactly was different.

He walked over to the control panel and the woman tensed on instinct. Maybe he was the executioner of the facility, and he had been ordered to kill her before she could escape. It’d make sense based on his physique.

He stared down at the knobs, switches, and buttons until eventually his hand reached out, morphed into a claw, and slashed across the entire panel before shifting back to a human hand.

Her limbs were released, but at the same time, the inside of her tube was jolted with an all too familiar barrage of electricity. The zaps continuously bit at her skin and the man looked on with wide eyes before quickly slicing at another section of the panel.

The door swung open and she quickly hopped out, albeit with weak legs, and made a break for the other side of the room. He only watched in curiosity at her frightened demeanor. His large frame blocked the exit, and he slowly moved closer. He towered over her the closer he got, both because of his height and also because she cowered down lower the less the space between them became.

At this proximity, she could read the badge on his coat. Lee Hoseok. The picture showed a brightly smiling man, and the job position read “reception”. No wonder she’d never seen him down here; he wasn’t a technician, nor was he the executioner she originally assumed. But the face looking down at her did not match the one on the plastic card, and she quickly remembered the distinct difference she could sense in him.

This time, however, it wasn’t the interference of her senses that stopped her from investigating. This time, it was fear. He had moved impossibly closer, planted his hands on either side of her head and loomed above her. On instinct, she grabbed whatever she could nearby–a screwdriver–and jabbed it into his stomach.

He stumbled back, hand gripping at the handle sticking out of his abdomen. Some of his skin flickered between snake scales, animal fur, and then back to his current human form. A shapeshifter.

Some dangerous, some not, but she didn’t stick around to find out. She fled down corridors, using her hybrid senses as best she could to locate other hybrids that were escaping. Her limbs were jelly from being held in suspension for months, and her senses were quickly being overwhelmed from both underuse and the amount of scents in the air.

Blood covered some corridors, occasionally a mangled body in the midst of it. She did her best to escape, knowing if she didn’t she’d either be captured by the lab-coats or the shifter she’d stabbed. Neither were favorable.

Pain bloomed through her ankle as she tripped over something. She suspected it was probably more like someone based on the texture and sound, but she didn’t look back to find out. Large double doors appeared like a dream up ahead and she chanced a moment to catch her breath. Not too long, in fear that the loss of adrenaline would increase her pain, just a moment to allow her to conceptualize the outside world. Her freedom.

Footsteps echoed nearer, and she took off again down the hall. Her hand landed on the bar, pushing her way outside, at the same time as an unknown hand landed on her shoulder, pulling her back.

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