#wooyoung in dream high next?

[snoopdoggs]

in the source link, you will find #260 ( 268x151 ) gifs of HWANG CHANSUNG (1990) in the korean drama 'bo-ra! deborah (true to love).' chansung is of korean descent and was thirty-two at the time of filming, so please name and age him accordingly.

tw: alcohol

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[holybibly]

It's my hard/unholy hours

We have the super sexy and feisty wolf Hwa and now I want to write about the needy cute bunny Seonghwa.

At the adoption centre, Seonghwa was not a popular hybrid. Indeed, he kept a bit of a distance from the others. No one wanted him, and there were many reasons for this - his appearance, his size, his age, but most of all, his extremely frequent heat.

No one wanted to mess with such a sensitive, attention-seeking bunny with a rather gentle and meek disposition. He didn't look like the sexy and charming vixens like San and Wooyoung. He wasn't the sophisticated and sensual leopard with a sultry, dewy look like Hongjoong, and he certainly didn't have as much positive and radiant energy as the loud wolf pups Yunho and Mingi.

He was just himself—quiet, unassuming, shy, and super sensitive. Say the wrong thing, and he'll start to cry.

All Seonghwa ever dreamed of was to be loved and to belong to his owner. But all he could do was watch as the hybrids left the adoption centre one by one, leaving him to be alone with his loneliness.

All he had ever wanted was love.

And then you showed up, self-assured, sumptuous, glorious. At that very second, as the thick scent of your perfume filled the space of their centre, all the hybrids were aroused for you.

Seonghwa knew you were not for him. You would have been better off with Hongjoong, who purred like a kitten attracted to you and fluttered his incredibly long eyelashes at you. Or Wooyoung and San, who hugged each other in front of the glass case of their enclosure, showing off their half-naked, flexible bodies and waving their fluffy, thick tails.

He resigned himself to it. It was true. So when your long nails tapped on the glass of his enclosure, it turned his whole world upside down for him. And then you took him home with you, and you put the most beautiful satin collar on him. You owned him.

It didn't go well at first; Hwa was shy but wanted to get to know you desperately. He rubbed against you awkwardly, bit your shoulders and fingertips a little, and pressed closer, but he didn't know at all how to become bolder and show you how much he loved you. And his heat was getting closer. Seonghwa could already feel the growing warmth under his skin and a tugging feeling in his lower abdomen. This would be his first time in heat with his owner and God; he was so in love with it.

You couldn't help but notice how Seonghwa seemed to change lately. He had become more moody and pushy. He was always sucking your fingers like candy, rubbing his face against your thighs, and biting. He was biting you all the time.

But what excited you even more was when he started to make his way into your bed. And God, he was so fucking pushy, all over you, burying his face between your breasts or giving you a weak bite on the skin of your neck as he squealed in the most adorable way. One day, you even woke up with the feeling of his palm on your pussy. Seonghwa just grabbed it possessively and held on to it the whole time that he was sleeping next to you.

All of this made you want to investigate and find out. The information hit you like a freight train - he was in heat and according to Seonghwa's information from the adoption centre, he had it almost every month. Seonghwa was a huge bomb of untapped sexual desire, and as the owner of him, you were the one responsible for it.

It all happened so fast. You didn't even understand it. It was just another one of those evenings where you were snuggling up on the couch and watching some TV show or other. Hwa had been very affectionate with you the whole evening and now he was just crushing you with his weight, he was literally lying on top of you. He whimpered weakly into your tits and rubbed his face against them, but you had gotten used to it over the last week, until you felt his drooling. And all hell was breaking loose.

And that's how you ended up where you ended up— your bed with your ass held high in the air while Seonghwa played with you like a toy. He was literally beating you with his dick, with such a force that you couldn't even say anything. You were panting and whimpering under his flexible, slender body. Hwa grabbed your hips with his hands and drove his thick cock all the way into you, his balls slapping loudly against your buttocks with every powerful thrust he gave you. And at the same time, he had the courage to do so with a sweet and charming squeal.

What a darn cute bunny!

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[lvlyhao]

PAC: what are your dreams telling you?

Hello, lovely people! Wow, this was SUCH a positive reading for all piles, I was honestly shocked, but good for y’all haha Also, I’ve been in an Ateez mood lately, so enjoy these beautiful men

♡ Please follow, like and reblog if this resonated with you so I can do more fun readings like this in the future. My paid comissions are open! ♡

How do I choose a pile?

Take a deep breath or two, close your eyes, and focus on the question we’re asking the cards today. Then, take a look at the images above. Which one of them calls your name?

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If you chose San, welcome to pile 1!

Song: treasure (ATEEZ)

Card: 10 of cups

Wow, ok. This is a very direct message here with both the song and the 10 of cups coming up. It looks like you may have been dreaming about your future with a certain someone lately. It does feel like someone you’ve known for a while, but it doesn’t necessarily mean you’re in union right now. I feel like they might be physically away from you too. It could be the case that they’re travelling or you just haven’t been spending time together. You could also be childhood friends, or maybe you know them from school. It’s like you’re spending your awake time wondering about all the “what if’s” that could come into your life if your relationship went into the next level, and this is actually an amazingly positive prospect. There is no greater emotional fulfillment than this card, my darlings. I’m honestly excited for you!

If you’ve been wondering whether to make a move or not, your dreams are straight up giving you the green light. Go for it! This is about an absolutely fantastic person, who is going to treasure you beyond what you could have ever imagined. They know your value and so do you, so the future you see for the two of you could very well happen in real life. If you know who Spirit is talking about here, I beg you to NOT be afraid of commitments with them. Now, if you’re not sure, it could be that your dreams about them haven’t happened just yet, but they will. Trust yourself and your heart at this moment.

If you chose Wooyoung, welcome to pile 2!

Song: i’m the one (ATEEZ)

Card: queen of cups

The Queen of cups came right out for you, pile 2, and I’m hearing a very clear message about the next few months. It could be that you haven’t been satisfied with where you are right now in life. This could be regarding your personal relationships, your work, studies, anything, really. You just feel stuck and like you can’t seem to feel good about yourself, and that’s fine. What this card is telling me, however, is that the time has come for you to show some compassion and love for yourself. In this case, that means getting your life together and cleaning up your act. The Queen beckons you to create your favorite version of yourself, and to not let past experiences define you anymore.

The past is the past. It’s quite literally water under the bridge, and what went away will not come back. Starting soon (when you feel ready) and from then on, you gotta treat yourself like the main character. You are the one!! You can be the person you’ve always wanted to be. That you already exists somewhere within. So hold your head high and decide where to start. If you’re looking for a physical glow up, this could mean working out and implementing more things to your diet, like fruits or vegetables. If you’re looking for a mental glow up, She advises tons of meditation and spending time outside to connect with the world around you. You are entering the best era of your life.

If you chose Hongjoong, welcome to pile 3!

Song: illusion (ATEEZ)

Card: temperance

My dears, it seems that you might be having quite a mixed bag of dreams and nightmares lately. Either that or you haven’t been feeling well-rested. The Temperance tells me you’re trying to balance out having fun and taking good care of your body and soul, but it’s been difficult. I get it. It’s easy to fall back into old habits while trying to build new ones, but don’t let that get you down.

What this card tells me is that you’re on the right path, and you’re doing the right thing. There’s no need to doubt that. What you do need, however, is to be more patient with yourself. Taking one or two steps back sometimes doesn’t mean you haven’t made any progress. The progress is still there, and it will start to show soon if you just persist. This could also be about manifesting, if you’re into that. Maybe you’ve been going back and forth between thinking ‘I got this’ and then spiraling, wondering why you don’t see any movement. I’m telling you right now: there IS movement. Don’t fall for the illusion that you’re doing it wrong! Getting out of your own head could also be good for you now. All this self-reflection sometimes makes us look inwards a bit too much, so spend some time with your friends, family, and/or pets.

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[fivestar-outlaw]

New Horizons (Park Seonghwa) (Ch. 4)

Chapter 4: Dreaming [Final Chapter]

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Fem!Reader

Words: 16.5K+ (OOPS)

Warning(s): Discussion of insecurities, some swearing, Ateez is a menace (lovingly) to reader and Hwa.

SMUT (18+) WARNINGS: Multiple orgasms, oral (M/F receiving), a hint of cockwarming, condoms and birthcontrol are used (not sure if this is needed here, but i know some people enjoy reading characters hitting it raw), PiV penetration, cumshot??? (i dont know if thats the correct term for what happens LMAO). I think thats it here.

A/N: FINALLY CHAPTER 4 IS HERE. Life kept throwing curveballs but I came through!! I. Love. This. Chapter. SM. A lot went into it and its just fluffy, silly fun time with some spice. I originally was going to write a smut scene for the epilogue but it just works here. also apologies if it isnt good, im a lil rusty with smut writing. ANYWAYS enjoy! <3

Reader is implied to be living in the US bc uh TIMEZONES ARE FUCKY and i didnt realize how reliant i was on mine (PST) when looking up KST

Summary: Attempting an all-nighter while playing Animal Crossing alongside your bias, you didn't expect your turnip prices to be such a high amount... nor did you expect Park Seonghwa to actually accept your offer to sell his turnips on your island.

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"Can you stop pacing?" Jongho sighed, watching Seonghwa going back and forth in the living space of the MinSanHwa dorm. Everyone in Ateez were currently residing there, waiting for your arrival in this somewhat warm afternoon.

He felt confident with you coming over. He was excited and ready to start laying down hints about his feelings and hopefully catch any signs from you. But the second they got the text from their manager and you that you'd been picked up from the airport, Seonghwa was up on his feet nervously spot cleaning and pacing. He felt confident at the start of the day, but now? He was on edge.

"What if she suddenly doesn't want to see me?" The eldest asked out loud, feeling anxiety creeping up his spine. "What if she'll not want to stay with me then?"

"Well, she'll still want to see me and stay with me then." Wooyoung teased. Seonghwa shot him a glare.

"Not helping, Woo." Mingi hissed to the younger male. "What happened to the confidence you had earlier?"

"I don't know why I am freaking out this bad." The eldest groaned and started pacing quicker.

"Hwa, you should sit down. Pacing isn't going to help your nerves." San suggested, getting up from his spot on the couch. He gently grasped Seonghwa's arms and pulled him over to take the spot he once inhabited. The younger male made him sit and gave him a reassuring squeeze to one of his arms.

"(Y/N) is just as excited and probably just as nervous to meet you too." Hongjoong attempt to reassure. The eldest nodded, taking a deep breath, as a smile grew on his face.

"Thank you, guys. I am feeling a little less stressed now."

"And if you two need San and I gone, just give us a heads up and we will bunk with the others." Mingi cheekily grinned. Wooyoung bursted out laughing, with San and Yuhno chuckling. Honjoong, Yeosang, and Jongho had a scandalized look before they too laughed along.

"Why would we- Oh my god." Seonghwa groaned loudly. Everyone smiled at flustered expression on their oldest friends face all while Mingi looked proud.

A series of rhythmic knocks had the room go silent.

All of Ateez looked at Seonghwa, who simply stared at the front door with wide eyes. No one moved a muscle. Wooyoung, who was sitting next the eldest male, practically pushed Seonghwa to his feet. He gulped and approached the door. Taking in a deep breath, he turned the several locks and opened the door.

There you were, with a half drank beverage in one hand and your phone in the other. Your suitcase rested just behind you and your carry on hung over your left shoulder. You wore clothes comfortable for travel yet still looked as good as ever. Neither of you spoke. You both just stared at each other.

"(Y/N)!" Hongjoong's voice snapped the two of you out of your trances. He walked through the threshold and grabbed your suitcase with a grin. "Come inside."

"Hey everyone!" You smiled walking into the dorm, waving. All of Ateez stood up from their spots with wide smiles. Wooyoung was bouncing in his spot; San, Mingi, and Yuhno excitedly waved; Yeosang and Jongho looked calm, though one could easily discern some nervousness in their glances; and Hongjoong went and set aside your luggage so it was out of the way for now.

"(Y/N)..." Seonghwa's soft voice stole your attention. Before you could speak he pulled you into a tight embrace. You easily melted into him, the smell of his cologne and the warmth of his body invading your senses. You immediately wrap your arms around him just as tight and you could hardly hear the faint awws from the others.

"It's good to see you in person, Hwa." You whisper.

"Likewise." He slowly moved away, though kept his hands resting on your shoulders.

"Stop hogging her, hyung!" Wooyoung was almost instantly right by your side with a pout on his face. He removed Seonghwa's hands from your shoulders like a child and once they were off you, a big grin broke out on Woo's face. "We are so happy you're here!" He placed his hands on your cheeks, squishing your face, before pulling you into a hug.

Soon enough, everyone was around you. Each member took turns greeting you and pulling you into a hug. Seonghwa couldn't help but smile at the friendliness between you and the others. Even Jongho gave you a very brief hug with a gummy grin on his face.

"It's almost surreal being here with you guys." You admitted, wide eyed, looking at each one. Although, your gaze lingered on Seonghwa's form more so than the others. "It feels like just yesterday I invited Hwa to sell turnips on my island."

"Yeah, and now he won't ever stop talking about you." Yeosang teased with an almost deadpan expression, which soon melted into a smile.

"You all live to embarrass me." Hwa rolled his eyes while fighting the urge to smile himself.

"Not to further embarrass you, or you (Y/N), but we should probably settle sleeping arrangements. I assume your staying in our dorm." San inquired.

"You can always stay with me." Wooyoung suggested, leaning against you.

"I figured I would be taking the couch." You shrug.

"No, you can have my bed. I'll stay on the couch." Seonghwa asserts.

"Hwa, it's your bed."

"(Y/N), your our guest." Hongjoong interjected. "You should sleep on the bed."

"He is the idol. He should be well rested and the best shape, especially if you guys are practicing and learning new choreography and he can't do that if he isn't able to sleep comfortably."

"Ah, well, you aren't wrong there."

"Joong." Hwa gave him an incredulous look.

"You guys could always take turns." Yuhno suggested with a quiet chuckle.

"You both could always just share the bed." Mingi interjects with a cheeky look on his face. That resulted in a light smack to the back of his head from Hongjoong. Mingi yelped and glared at Joong.

"Seonghwa and I can figure it out when we get there. I have a feeling we will be here all day." You say, feigning slight exasperation. "We talked briefly about ideas of what to do, but now that we are here..."

"Well, we would love to bring you to the dance studio while you stay." Yuhno smiled.

"And I asked my vocal coach, he said it was alright for you to listen in on a practice if you still want to." Jongho beamed.

"We can also take you places for sight-seeing and to grab food. We will have to be careful and go in small groups after practice but it should be fun. We have a photoshoot Thursday, which you're welcome to join us for." Hongjoong added. "There are limits as to what we can do outside the dorms and the KQ building, but overall we want to spend time with you."

"We all have Switch's too, so don't think about playing only Animal Crossing with him." Woo playfully glared at you and Seonghwa. This had the others wanting to already play games like Mario Kart or Smash Bros with you.

After a day of playing different party games, laughing at how competitive each of the guys were, and having delicious takeout from one of their favorite places, the nine of you were crowded around the tv in the MinSanHwa dorm. You decided on what movie to watch via rock, paper, scissors; the winner got to pick the movie and sat out from the rest of the game.

You won the first pick. You decided on a movie you enjoyed that you have been meaning to rewatch. San won next and he picked out a film no had seen before. Yeosang was after him and decided on a classic Korean film that you hadn't watched. Now Yuhno's choice was playing, which was Spider-Man: Into the Spiderverse.

You were practically forced to sit on the couch, right in between Seonghwa and San, while the others occupied desk chairs brought out from either San, Mingi, or Seonghwa's rooms or the floor. They insisted it was because you were the guest, but Ateez really wanted to make sure you and Seonghwa were seated next to each other for movie time.

After all, operation 'Hwa+Y/N' (Wooyoung's idea) was officially set in motion the second you knocked on the door. It was their way of helping you and Seonghwa to hopefully confessing to one another.

It was midway through the film when you started feeling like you were about to fall asleep. Lingering drowsiness had been present since Yeosang's movie but you were able to keep it at bay. Now, it felt like you were struggling hard to keep your eyes open. Travel exhaustion and your sleep schedule now being thrown off further must have finally caught up. You felt your breathing start to slow as you couldn't keep your eyes open any longer.

Seonghwa's eyes widened when felt weight on his shoulder. Craning his head, his face softened and his heart fluttered at the sight of your head resting on his shoulder. He couldn't help the large smile on his face as he stared, not paying any attention to the movie.

"Aww." Wooyoung cooed softly. He held up his phone and leaned away from you and Hwa to snap a few pictures. 

"Send me those." The eldest murmured. Wooyoung nodded and made sure to send them to Hwa. He also sent them to the group chat he created without you or the oldest male he lovingly named the ship name he and Yuhno coined for you and Hwa.

"Here, I'll pause it-" Yuhno lifted the remote to pause the movie but Seonghwa cut him off.

"Let her sleep through the rest of it." He kept his voice low as to not wake you.

"You just don't want her off you, hyung." Jongho teased. Hwa simply rolled his eyes and focused his eyes on the screen. He would be lying, though, if he were to say the rest of his attention was focused in on you. He wanted nothing more than to place a chaste kiss to your hairline and interlock his fingers with yours, and he almost would have if he wasn't keenly aware of his friends not-so-subtly watching him.

When the credits for the movie started playing the tv was shut off. Everyone awake except Seonghwa got up from their spots and stretched, a few yawned in tandem. San and Mingi started moving their desk chairs back into their rooms. Seonghwa blinked back the sleepiness creeping up on him as he ever-so-slightly shifted, reaching over with his free hand. He gently tapped and shook you as he called out your name.

"Hmmm?" You mumbled, your eyes slowly opening. You lazily raise your head from his shoulder but shift your body closer to his. If you weren't half-awake you would have caught how flushed his ears were becoming. "Damn. Did I sleep through the movie?"

"Just half way through."

"All the excitement and traveling must of finally caught up to me." You gingerly move away from Hwa, much to his disappointment, and lift your arms about your head. Your stretched them and your spine as a big yawn escaped your mouth. "We never did figure out sleeping arrangements."

"Seonghwa-hyung, you can have my bed and (Y/N), you can have his for the stay." San smiled as he came back into the living area. "I'll stay with one of the others."

"San-"

"You guys can't argue against me on this." He held up his hand, effectively cutting you and Seonghwa off, and eyed the rest of the group. "Who am I bunking with first?"

"You can stay in my bed tonight, Sannie. I have some work to do anyways." Hongjoong offered. "Oh, by the way, we are going to be heading out early tomorrow for practice, (Y/N)."

"Sounds good. I can't wait. Thanks for," Your own yawn interrupted you, making the others faintly chuckle, "the heads up."

You slowly stand up from the couch alongside Hwa and start to make your way to your bags, but the more awake Seonghwa beat you to it. He lifted your carry-on over one of his shoulders and already started moving the suitcase towards his room. You simply roll your eyes and smile before bidding the others goodnight.

"As you know I got the smallest room but its still nice." Hwa said as he set your things down near the end of his bed. "All I ask is just make the bed each morning and be careful around those." He gestured to his display cases of his Lego figures, which he had lovingly showed you many times over video calls. "You seem like you're about to pass out. Do you need anything before you sleep?"

"I think I am good for now, thank you Hwa." You smile. He gives you a soft smile and turns to leave but you stop him. "Wait, can I... can I have another hug before bed?"

"You don't have to ask, you know." Hwa gingerly wrapped his arms around you. One of his hands rested on your upper back while the other found purchase on the back of your head. You took a deep breath and held him close. It was a warm hug that lasted for a good moment. You both slowly pulled away.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight, (Y/N)." He exited his room, closing the door.

You exhale and quickly got changed. You quickly exit the room to the bathroom to brush your teeth. When finished you promptly went back to Hwa's room and pulled back his covers, slipping into the soft bedding. The mattress was extremely comfortable and as you nuzzled your face into the pillow, you smiled and drifted off to sleep.

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It has been a couple of days since you had arrived and its been a joy. You've gotten to try different foods and snacks with Ateez and got to have a tour of the KQ building. You even got to meet some of  BBTrippin briefly which was amazing.

You mostly were with Ateez when you went to the building, just like now. You were currently sitting on the floor of one of the dance rooms, sipping on a drink you and Wooyoung went to get in the canteen area. The boys were all dancing to older choreography before they started working on their newer songs.

You could feel the floor shake when they danced Hala Hala, which made you quietly giggle.

It was something else seeing them dance in person. Your eyes wandered to each person. You admired how each person moved and danced as if they were on stage performing for thousands. Your eyes stayed on Hwa's form the most. Everyone was extremely skilled in Ateez, but something about his presence while performing drew you in.

When Hala Hala finished, the boys decided to take a five minute break right as the choreographer walked in. Wooyoung and San decided to collapse by you while the others talked to their choreographer.

"What did you think?" Woo asked, practically draping his sweaty self over you.

You grimace, "I think your getting me all sweaty."

"You probably stink too." San teased, poking the younger males arm.

"I do not stink!" Woo gasped while pretending to be offended. His lips formed a pout as he laid down on the floor, resting his head on your lap, his face was towards your stomach. He glanced up to your face. "I don't stink, right (Y/N)?"

"No, you smell like your cologne." You patted his head and chuckled at his behavior. He shifted his head a bit so he could glance at San, letting out a small 'hmph' before returning to his previous position.

San moved himself closer to you and leaned in to talk to you both quietly. "How are you holding up with the whole crush thing?"

"Shh!" You hissed, glancing over to Seonghwa. He was still conversing with the choreographer. San had asked if you had a crush on Hwa when you both went and got snacks together during your first time at KQ. He knew the answer since that phone call Woo had in front of everyone but needed to set it up like he figured it out on his own. You tried to deny it but the knowing smile on his face told you he already knew the answer.

"Have you thought about confessing?" Wooyoung asked.

"I...I thought about doing it sometime over this stay but being in person has made it a bit more intimidating."

"How so?"

"I don't know. I think it makes it feel more real?" Your brows furrowed as you tried explaining the feeling you have been experiencing. "It felt real through our chats and video calls, but now that I am here in person... I feel like it'll hurt more if he-"

"Don't be negative." San gently reprimanded. "Just follow your heart, okay? The right moment will appear so don't ignore it."

"Okay, your right." You exhaled and were about to say more when Hongjoong and the choreographer called everyone to start practicing the new dance. Wooyoung got up with a groan but a big smile on his face. San followed suit and you gave them playful taps to their calves as they walked to the middle of the room.

You look to the mirror wall and you suddenly lock eyes with Seonghwa in the mirror. He gave you a sheepish smile, his ears and cheeks blushing faintly from being caught staring. You give him a reassuring smile and thumbs up, mouthing the word 'fighting'. He bowed his head with a bashful smile before returning eye contact with you, repeating that same word.

The choreographer began teaching them the next steps to Ateez. You watched intently, following the instructors moves and then looking at Ateez mimic him.  You noticed Wooyoung, Mingi, and Yuhno were quick in picking up the new dance. Though, you were aware of how much the choreographer was correcting Hwa today as well. You could see him deflate more and more which would cause him to make more mistakes. You could feel your heart clench when you saw his dejected look.

Two and a half hours of teaching passed. An extended break was called by the instructor for the guys to refill their energy. You got up from the floor and stretched, wincing at how numb and achy you butt and lower back felt. You were about to head out with the others who were going to get snacks and food, but stayed still when you saw Seonghwa wasn't joining. He seemed to be lost in thought as he stared at the hardwood floor.

You took tentative steps towards him. Your chest tightened as you got closer. You slowly reach out and place hand on his bicep. Your touched snapped him out of his stupor. His blinked rapidly before he glanced towards your face.

"Are you okay, Hwa?" You asked softly.

"Yeah... I am." His tone and a smile were anything but convincing. You didn't want to push him but you wanted to make sure he was alright.

"You don't have to tell me what's bugging you. And yes I can tell something is." You smile. "I just wanted to let you know I am here for you. Hwa."

"Thank you." His smile this time was genuine. Although, that smile quickly turned into a frown. "I am just angry with myself for how much I am messing up. I was doing fine yesterday and the day before but today... It's like I can't get the steps or the timing down like the others. I know I can do it but for some reason I am just not getting it."

"I see..." You took a moment to think when an idea came to mind. "Why do you teach me the new stuff yourself? Maybe speaking out loud will help the process and you can catch where you've been having trouble."

"Do you think that will really help?"

"Can't say for certain, Hwa, but it helps me when I get stuck writing essays or doing homework."

"Then lets try it."

You felt sweat drip down your face as you danced the first section of the new choreography with Seonghwa. Your advice did indeed help him. As he went over the steps with you, you saw how his eyebrows would raise on certain steps. His face would brighten each time he taught the counts and steps. He was patient with you, especially since Ateez dances were very intense. When he gave you the counts you noticed him catch an error he had been making beforehand and would proceed to explain it the right way.

Now, he smiled proudly at himself in the mirror at the end of the small practice session while you tried keeping your labored breathing to a minimum. The build up of sweat at your brow made you want to swipe it off with the back of your hand but you resisted. Though you did you feel your heart flutter when you saw how proud Hwa looked about himself.

Seonghwa looked at you and his eyes widened. "Let me get you some water and a towel." He hurriedly went to the edge of the studio and picked up a clean towel from the bench and then the half drank bottle of water he'd been drinking from. He made his way back to you, handing off the water. You expected him to give you the towel.

Instead, his free hand rested on your shoulder while the other gently dabbed your face. You tried your best to mask your shocked expression and hoped he couldn't discern the heat from your face was from his actions and not from the dancing. Seonghwa's touches were gentle as he cleaned your face. You felt your breath hitch when he dragged the towel around your neck.

You couldn't help but stare at him, his face concentrated on dabbing your skin. He eyes flickered to yours which caused his movements to halt. You swore you saw his attention briefly moved to your lips before they were back on your eyes. You both ever-so-slightly move closer to each other and again, his eyes wandered to your lips and neck.

He leaned in, eyes hooded, and you couldn't help but follow along-

"(Y/N)! Hwa!" Wooyoungs loud voice deeply cut through the moment. Instinctively you both moved away from each other and looked to see the younger male carrying in two paper bags. "We brought you guys lunch since you weren't there."

"(Y/N) was helping me out with the new dance. I think I got a good grasp on it now." Hwa quickly went to join his members while you followed along, your throat dry. Both of you missed the pointed glares Yuhno, San, and Jongho sent Wooyoung as they pulled out their phones.

'We told you to wait Woo. They were clearly having a moment!' Yuhno messaged their (Y/N)/Hwa-less group chat. Jongho and San quickly followed up his message with angry cat emotes.

---

It was the day of the photoshoot. Apparently, it was for a big magazine that would come out during promotions for the new album.

You were hustled into the building with the stylists while Ateez went in elsewhere. Tiredness lingered on you while you still adjusted to the time zone difference but you didn't let that stop the excitement. You hardly caught a glimpse of the boys when their manager had you sit in the back corner of the shooting room. He gave you a smiled, handing you a badge that shows your allowed to be there, and placed a chair next you for himself before going off to the dressing room.

You waited for a while until you heard the people working the photoshoot call for the boys. Your eyes widened when you saw them walk out of the room. Every single one of them almost too handsome to be human.

Your attention, though of course, stayed on Seonghwa. He wore a loose, knitted grey sweater that was purposely distressed in some areas. The sleeves were long and reached past his hands but the hem was short, exposing just enough of his stomach. If he were to raise his arms, more of his midriff would be shown. His hair was styled down and loose and his charcoal grey top was matched with a dark belt and blue jeans.

You couldn't stop staring. Seonghwa always looked handsome to you, but this look? It was as if the stylist wanted you to keel over. The whole look made your heart race as you scanned over his figure again. 'Is he aware how hot he looks right now?'

You didn't even realize Seonghwa was watching at you. Your face immediately heated up. You gave him a sheepish smile and look away, an embarrassed warmth spreading through your being at being caught obviously checking him out. You focused on one of the studio lights. 'What a neat brand...' You glance back at him in the corner of your eye and immediately looked back at the light when you saw he was still looking your way.

A small, shy smile grew on Seonghwa's face. There was a mix of feelings within him. He felt bashful his crush was eyeing and admiring him so openly, but he also a sense of pride. His heart beat fast against chest.

Seonghwa always brushed off any thought he had of you loving him back. He never could tell over video calls you were ever admiring him in the way he wanted you to, and despite the small glances he had caught you stealing, he tried not to over think it... which actually was him overthinking it. His past insecurities coming up to tell him he was wrong. That little voice in his head always downplayed it. A part of him believed you wanted to kiss him back in the dance studio. However his internal voice dismissed it.

But now? Now he feels almost certain. This had to be one of those signs the others were telling him. There was no denying the expression you wore... how your eyes trailed over his figure... the way your barely sucked in your bottom lip between your teeth... or the embarrassed look as you put your focus elsewhere when he caught you. His smile turned into a faint smirk.

"What's up with you, hyung?" Wooyoung asked with a raised brow.

"I apologize." Seonghwa said in a low voice, that small smirk still present.

"For what?"

"For always doubting you about (Y/N)'s feelings towards me."

"What finallygave it away?"

"She was checking me out." Seonghwa looked to his friend while crossing his arms over his chest, the bashfulness starting to kick in at what he was about to say. "We also may have almost kissed the other day-"

"What?!" Woo shouted, making a silence wash over the room. He sheepishly smiled and apologized. The two waited until the photoshoot crew was talking again as they got the final lights ready. The rest of Ateez huddled around them with curious gazes. Wooyoung made sure to fill them in quickly before signaling for the eldest to continue.

"Listen. I wasn't sure whathappened then. I just... moved on my own and she leaned in too before you guys came back in." Hwa raised a brow when both Yuhno and San smacked Woo. "But I just watched her blatantly check me out."

"You two havebeen affectionate with each other since she got here." Yeosang notes, soft hums of agreement were heard from the others. "Whether each of you recognize it or not."

Seonghwa nodded slowly to that. His mind recalling all the light touches between you both, the nightly hugs before bed,

"Haven't we been telling you she is into you for how long?" Mingi said while crossing his arms.

"I know. I feel foolish now. I know that feeling of doubt may come back up- and I hope it doesn't because I feel really happy right now- but I do feel sure about it now." The elder sighed.

"What will you do now?" Hongjoong asked

"I haven't thought that far." Seonghwa looked away from his friend.

"Leave it to me, hyung." Woo winked.

"Jung Wooyoung-" Hwa started to protest but the photographer called him up for a few solo shots. The eldest gave Wooyoung a pointed look before making his way to start the shoot. Woo grinned and immediately went over the wait by you. The others followed, both curious and excited to see things finally progressing forward.

You were watching Seonghwa get into position for the first picture they wanted when you saw in the corner of tour eye the rest of Ateez joining you. Wooyoung sat in the managers unoccupied chair and gently bumped you. The rest of the boys were able to grab chairs of their own to join you.

"Oh hey guys." You smile. "You all look great. Thanks for inviting me."

"We appreciate you coming." Jongho smiled.

"I caught you checking out Seonghwa~" Wooyoung said in a sing-song voice, cutting straight to the chase. You were unaware of the lie.

"Woo!" Your eyes widened and you looked to the others.

"(Y/N), you haven't been exactly subtle. Well, at least to us. Hwa is oblivious." Yuhno told you, slightly relieved you never figured out Wooyoung told them back in February.

"And don't take this as the rest of us teasing you like Wooyoung, okay? Because we aren't." San added.

"So not only Seonghwa saw me, but you all did too." You groaned and tilted your head back, closing your eyes as you felt the familiar feeling of embarrassment creep up in your system.

"If it makes you feel any better, he didn't seem to mind it." Woo shrugged. "Anyways that's not the only reason why I came here. I wanted to do a dinner party tonight."

"Dinner party?"

"Yes. After the shoot I want to cook everyone a meal, share some soju, and have fun. I plan on keeping my makeup on a dressing up, and I'll make sure the others will be dressed up as well. You should too."

"Sounds like it would be fun, as long as I get to help."

"You are our guest..." Yeosang tried to argue but it trailed off at the look you gave him.

"I want to help. I think it would be fun to learn from Wooyoung."

Your eyes wandered back to the shoot as the others discussed the dinner plans and who all would go shopping for ingredients.

Your eyes widened when you watched Seonghwa raise he hands up and place them behind his head. The hem of the grey sweater indeed raised up enough to show off more of his waist and stomach.

"Close your mouth, (Y/N)." Woo nudged you, but your eyes stayed on Hwa posing. "You'll catch flies."

---

"Wash the rice and vegetables, hyung." Wooyoung gestured to Hwa, his voice firm. However, he switched to an overly sweet tone when addressing you."(Y/N), my dear, can you start cutting up vegetables when he is done."

You laugh and grab the cutting board. You moved to stand next to Seonghwa so you could easily get ahold of what needs to be chopped. You eyed the overly cutesy apron Woo made him wear. You glanced down at your own, it was simple with a cute cat printed on it.  Seonghwa gently leaned over and bumped you with a smile before setting down a bell pepper for you start cutting.

Hongjoong, Yeosang, and Mingi were in the living area working on different things on their laptops while Jongho, Yuhno, and San say on the barstools at the kitchen island. Mingi also offered to help but Wooyoung said three people in the kitchen was enough.

The close proximity with Seonghwa in this moment had you recalling your stay with them thus far. Small moments of affection from Hwa were really becoming obvious to you.

Thinking back to when he got done with his solo shots, he practically pulled Woo out of the chair next to you and sat down, much to the younger male's and their manager's (who got the chair for himself) dismay. His arm stayed against yours until he had to get up again for the group pictures. When he came back from the dressing room after getting changed into a new outfit and hairstyle, he stood behind you and rested his hands on your shoulders until he was called again.

When you all left the photo studio and were crammed into the large van, Seonghwa had you both in the very backseats with San. You were sat in the middle, away from windows, but he kept himself close to you. He was showing different things on his phone all while leaning against you. This wasn't the first time either. Sitting next to each other while playing Animal Crossing, during a movie, or simply sitting next to each other for mundane things... he'd lean against you whether or not he was aware of it.

Then there were the times you'd be coming back to the dorms. You and Ateez would get back from KQ, he would rest his hand on your upper back whenever everyone loaded into the small elevator up to the dorm floor. He would keep himself close to you, which you assumed at first was due to limited space. However, even when it was just the two of you, he'd stay close with his hand between your your shoulder blades.

And then the dance studio moment. If the others hadn't of came in, you almost swore he would have kissed you and you would have definitely kissed him back. Your mind at first tried playing it off as your imagination but the more you thought about it, the more it seemed likely.

And you were ecstatic.

You had to keep yourself calm as you helped out in the kitchen but the blooming smile on your face gave you away.

"What has you all happy, hmm?" Woo asked quietly. You glance over your shoulder and saw Hwa was conversing with the others at the island.

"Just thinking how much I was a fool."

A smug look came over his face. "Explain."

"Woo..." You whined.

"You have to be specific because I don't know what you mean." He simply shrugged and focused on stirring one of the sauces.

"You were right, I think, about Hwa... I think he likes me."

"You think?" Woo gave you a deadpan look. You smacked his arm, which made him yelp and laugh.

"What's happening over there?" San laughed and grinned at the two of you. Seonghwa sent you both a curious look.

"Nothing, Wooyoung is just being Wooyoung." You sent the younger male a glare to signal he should keep quiet. Thankfully he didn't say anything further but he still held that smug look.

There came a point where Wooyoung didn't need any help further so he shooed you and Hwa out the kitchen. You decided to head back to Hwa's dorm to change into a nicer outfit and to freshen up your appearance. It didn't take you long and you went to the bathroom to go over your appearance in the mirror. You heard the front door close and heard Hwa's door close as well. You couldn't help but smile when you thought of him.

You felt your heart beat quicken as you thought about your feelings and confessing to Hwa. You were sure now he returned your feelings, but now taking that next step seemed daunting. You were also not fond of confessing in front of the others, if you had the courage to confess at all.

You smoothed out your clothes and left the bathroom, only to run right into Seonghwa, who had his hand up as if he were about to knock on the door.

"Oh sorry."

"My bad." You both laughed.

"Wooyoung sent me to get you and grab the soju we have here." Hwa lifted up the bottle of the yogurt flavored soju from the fridge. "You look good."

"You do too." You noticed he also changed his top. You gulped when you saw it was very similar to the grey top he wore at the photoshoot. It was black, not a knitted looking top with a purposely distressed look. The hem wasn't as short and the sleeves weren't as long as the photoshoot top, but it still looked good. His hair was worn down now and his face was bare, having took a quick shower when everyone got back from the photoshoot.

There was awkward silence as you both stared at each other. You felt your phone buzz, which you were sure was one of the guys telling you dinner was ready.

"We should probably get back." Hwa spoke in a soft voice, his eyes never leaving yours as a small smile appeared on his face.

"Y-yeah, we should." You nod. You both quickly left and re-entered Wooyoung, Hongjoong, and Jongho's dorm. You saw the others were already sitting at the table. It looked cramped but there was enough room for everyone and most of the food in the middle. There were two spots open next to one another.

You both took your spots, Yeosang was next to you while Hongjoong was by Seonghwa. Once you both joined, everyone started putting food onto their plates. You felt giddiness for some reason whenever Seonghwa would get food for you when he got his serving. The soju bottles started getting passed around for those that wanted to drink. You decided to partake, hoping it would calm your nerves.

Your very belated revelation had you feeling more at edge around Seonghwa than ever before.

You hadn't realized you were tapping your fingers against your thigh until you felt Hwa's hand clasped around yours. You tensed but relaxed when he gave your hand a light squeeze.

"Are you okay? You seem on edge." He asked as quietly as he could. Everyone else chatted and some were loud, but he wanted to make sure you had some privacy. You appreciated that.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just really happy to be here." You smile and lean against him for a few moments. He unfortunately let go of your hand so you both could eat with ease, but he shifted in his seat so his thigh stayed pressed against yours.

It was getting later in the night now.

You stopped drinking alcohol when you felt a nice buzz. While drinking with your friends sounded fun, you also didn't want to potentially embarrass yourself in front of them. Besides those who weren't as drunk as Hongjoong, San, Mingi, and Wooyoung, who were all flushed in the face and neck, needed to keep an eye on them.

"Sannie isn't that strong of a drinker." Hwa chuckled next to you as you both watched him and Mingi sing loudly to some ballads.

"Hyung you have no room to talk." Yeosang rolled his eyes as he sat next to you. He crossed his arms and rested his head on your shoulder.

"Hwa's a lightweight?" You ask with a smirk, looking to the man in question.

"He gets as bad as Sannie." Yeosang wore a faux pout. "At least San doesn't scream in your face."

"Hey, we were playing a game. Don't make it sound worse to (Y/N)." The eldest grumbled and followed the younger in resting against you. You simply chuckled at their antics.

You nearly busted out laughing when Wooyoung and Hongjoong loudly joined San and Mingi's singing. Their voices were very loud and their singing was slightly slurred. You watched as Wooyoung climbed onto the wooden coffee table, singing his heart out to the room.

"Woo get down before you hurt yourself." Yuhno sighed, approaching the scene.

"Let him perform!" Mingi and San said at the same time.

"I don't want to hear it from the two that got us a jumping ban." Yuhno struggled to get Wooyoung off the coffee table but managed to do so despite the younger one's squirming.

"Ah, he is such a handful even when he is drunk." You heard Jongho say from behind you.

"Glad I stopped when I stopped drinking when I did." You chuckled. "I probably would have been up there with him."

"Oh that would be fun to see." Hwa acted like he was about to get up off the couch. "Should we get more to drink ?"

"I don't want to be yelled at." You scrunch your nose at him teasingly.

"I would never." He places his hand on his chest and faked offense.

"Although I wouldn't mind one more shot from that bottle with the purple cap. That stuff is delicious."

Yeosang decided to get off the couch and grabbed the bottle and three of the shot glasses. He poured you each a glass, the bottle now empty. You tilted back the small cup and down the smooth liquid easily.

Yeosang chose to sit back at the table, leaving just you and the eldest on the couch. You moved in your spot so you could rest your head on Seonghwa's shoulder now. You started to feel tired, likely from the alcohol in your system, but you felt at peace. Well, for the most part. When four men were loudly singing ballads right in front of you, it was hard to actually fall asleep.

"You should get some rest, (Y/N)." Jongho spoke softly. He was resting his arms on the back of the couch where Yeosang was once residing.

"I don't want leave you alone with dealing with the drunks though."

"Don't worry about us. We got this handled." Yuhno grinned. His arms were still around Wooyoung as they swayed to the song playing.

"Alright. I'm heading back over then." You pat Hwa's leg and got up from the couch. You stretch your limbs and start the head over to the door when you noticed Seonghwa got up and was following you.

"I'm tired too." He had a light blush on his cheeks.

You both told everyone goodnight as you went back to the MinSanHwa dorm. You didn't catch how the rest of sober Ateez gave Hwa a thumbs up before the door closed.

"Ugh, I don't want to take off my makeup." You groan as you both walk through the front door. Seonghwa chuckled from behind you as he closed the door.

"Why don't you sit on the couch. I'll be back out." You gave him a questioning look but he was already heading into his room. You sit down on the couch and take in a deep breath. You felt a little more buzzed now that your last shot had been in your system for a bit.

A few minutes pass when Seonghwa came back out from his room. He appeared to have changed into nightwear. In his hand was a bottle of makeup remover and two clean towels. He sat next to you on the couch, his legs crossed as he faced you.

"Hwa, what are you doing?" You ask with a slight chuckle.

"Turn and face me. I'll take off your makeup." You gave him a puzzled look but did as he asked.

"Why do you want to take off my makeup? I have two hands, you know?" Your tone was playful, but there was genuine curiosity there. "You're always taking care of me."

"Is it an issue?"

"No, it isn't."

He uncapped the makeup remover and dabbed it onto one of the face towels. He gestures for you to close your eyes and you do.

"I am about to touch you." He murmured and just a moment later you felt the expected cloth on your face. You felt him start to clean off your forehead first. His fingers of his free hand gently held your jaw as he moved your head when he needed to. His touch was electrifying. "Let me know if I am too rough."

You mumble a response. Both of you sat in silence as he slowly and carefully cleaned your face. Your mind was taken back to that day in the dance studio when he cleaned your face then. It made your heart flutter.

"I like taking care of you." His voice cut through the silence between you two. He carefully started removing your eye makeup. "That's why I wanted to take off your makeup right now."

"Oh." Was all you could say. Your mind swam with different thoughts and feelings, all clouded by your buzz. You gulped and took a deep breath. "Why?"

"You can open your eyes now." You did so and saw he was smiling at you. With his free hand, he tilted your head back, making sure to clean under your jaw and your neck for any left over makeup. His motions were careful, his free hand stayed at the base of your neck. "I like taking care of you because I carefor you. I like seeing you happy. Hongjoong told me it's my love language for those I am close with."

Seonghwa finished cleaning off every part of your face and neck. He set the towel down on the coffee table and placed both his hands on the sides of your head, guiding you to face him. His hands lingered for a second longer before he moved them to rest on his legs.

Hwa gave you a look full of fondness and sincerity. His smile was warm and you felt safe under his gaze. You smile back and scoot closer to him. You caught his dark brown eyes staring at your lips, and this time it was blatant. Your breath was caught in your throat and your face felt on fire. And yet, your mind, while racing, wasn't telling you to overthink. It wasn't downplaying the situation like it would do before. Everything in the moment, you and Hwa alone having a sweet moment, felt right.

This has to be the right moment, like San told you.

"May I?" His voice was almost a whisper but you heard him loud and clear.

"Yes, before someone interrupts again." Seonghwa let out an amused 'hmph' sound. He scooted himself closer to you, one of his legs now was angled off the couch. As if you were made of glass, Seonghwa gently placed both his hands on your jawline. His thumbs softly petted the skin of your cheeks while his eyes roamed over your face. Your hands found their spot on his waist and you smile.

He gave you a look, asking for permission again. And when you slowly nodded once his soft lips were pressed against yours. You smiled against him, your heart raced and beat rapidly against your ribcage. You could feel the corner of his lips curl up words. The kiss was almost fleeting, a quick moment between you two.

Seonghwa pulled away, only to rest his forehead against yours. He let out a shaky breath, his eyes were still closed.

"I've wanted to do that for a while now." He let out an airy laugh.

"Me too, Hwa." You chuckle, your voice trembling ever-so-slightly.

"Can I...?"

"You don't have to ask, you know." You repeated that phrase he told you your first night there.

Seonghwa kissed you again. This time it wasn't short. It didn't have a tentative feel to it. He kissed you passionately and you returned the feeling. He swiped his tongue against your bottom lip, making your lips part slightly. His tongue slowly slipped inside your mouth. You both move to be closer to one another.

You could feel him press himself more against you. Hwa briefly broke the kiss to place softer kisses from the corner of your mouth to your jawline. He pulled his face away from you, his warm smile still on his lips. You expected him to make out with you more, but you notice him glance back at the front door.

"I want to continue..." He started to speak.

"But the risk of a drunk San or Mingi coming in tonight is the issue?" You finish.

"Exactly." He laughed. He hugged draping himself over you with his face nuzzling into your neck. "I'm sorry. The risk of nosy roommates."

"Don't be." You hum, moving your hands. You rested one on his back and the other at the back of his head.

"How are you feeling?"

"Honestly? Tipsy and over the moon." You felt his chest rumble with his laugh. Seonghwa pulled his face from your neck and his hands were back to cupping your jaw. He stared at you for a few moments. He took in a deep breath, building up his confidence for what he was about to say.

"I figure the kiss would show you but let me tell you." He smiles. "I have feelings for you, (Y/N). I care immensely for you. I find you charming and so, so beautiful. I enjoy talking to you and being in your presence. I am glad to have taken that chance when we first met. You've become such an important person to me."

"Oh, Seonghwa." You felt stinging in your eyes and tears quickly filled then.

"Why are you crying? Did I say something wrong?"

You lean in and place a soft kiss to his lips, effectively silencing him.

"I am just happy you feel the same as me. You know, I always pushed away my feelings for you. I was worried you only saw me as a friend. Which would have been fine by the way." You add with a slight nervous inflection. "I feel like an idiot though. When I look back at it now, everything seemed so obvious we both felt the same."

"I had the same revelation today when I saw how you were looking at me today at the shoot."

"Ugh, don't remind me of that." You groan and lean forward, resting your forehead in the crook of his neck.

"Don't be embarrassed." You felt him laugh and rest his hands on your back, one rubbing small circles. "You should of heard all the teasing the others did towards me.".

"Yeah, they teased the hell out of me too." You couldn't help but chuckle, now knowing the rest of Ateez knew about both yours and Seonghwa's feelings. "No wonder Wooyoung was so adamant you liked me back."

"It all makes too much sense now." Hwa almost scoffs, his shoulders shaking in a silent chuckle. There is a pause in the conversation. The silence didn't cause any discomfort between you two. Though, Seonghwa had a question he needs your answer to. "It may seem like a dumb question but..."

"But?" You prompt him to ask.

"Would... Does this mean you'd like to be in a relationship with me?"

You pull away from him, just enough to look at his face. You initially wanted to tease him, ask him sarcastically if it wasn't obvious you were head over heels for him... But you saw the vulnerable look in his expression. You knew he needs reassurance right now.

"Park Seonghwa." You gently take his face with both of your hands. You inhale and shakily exhale, a tender smile on your lips. "I love you, okay? I would absolutely love to be in a relationship with you."

"I love you too." He smiles brightly, almost making you melt on the spot. He wraps his arms around you, one snaking up so his hand could cradle the back of your head, before kissing you again. You slid your arms around his neck in the moment.

"How can you be so perfect?" He murmurs against your lips.

"I should be asking you that, Hwa." He chuckles softly in response to your words.

"How are you feeling now?" He asks again. "You did take that extra shot."

"I still feel a little on the tipsy side, but I am doing good, Hwa... And everything I said and every kiss I gave was of clear conscious too. I would do those things again, just less confidently."

He chuckles, "Well, we should probably get you some water and start getting you to wind down."

"Hwa, I don't think I can wind down after finding out my crush loves me back and now we are dating."

He tilted his head back and laughed in response, making your chest feel warm at the sound.

"Come on." He stands up from the couch and helps you to your feet. He hands you the bottle of makeup remover while he holds onto the dirty towels. "Get some comfier clothes on, do what you need to before bed, and I'll meet you in my room."

You gave him a curious looks but did so. You popped back into his room for some nighttime clothes and went into the bathroom to take a very quick shower. You didn't know you could get as clean you did that fast but you did. When you entered back into his room, you saw Hwa sitting in his desk chair scrolling on his phone. He looked up and smiled seeing you enter. He gestures to his bed, which already has the covers pulled back.

"I figure we could watch something before bed. If you would like to."

"I would love to, Hwa." You smiled and laid down on the side closest to the wall. Seonghwa followed suit in the spot next to you and pulled the covers over both of you.

He grabbed his tv remote and turned on the screen, putting on something you've both seen at a low volume. He kept his back propped up by the headboard while you had an arm wrapped around his midsection, curled up next to him with your head on his chest. He had an arm wrapped around your shoulders while his hand softly traced patterns into the skin of your arm.

It was quiet except for the tv playing, but two questions lingered in Seonghwa's mind.

"(Y/N?)" You glance up when you hear him softly call your name. "When did you realize you started having feelings for me?"

"When I had that shitty week at the end of last semester and your voice helped calm me down enough to sleep... why do you ask?" You felt a tinge of anxiety peaking through. "Is it because I was a fan-?"

"No, don't worry about that." He placed a soft, short peck to your hairline. "I could tell from the start you didn't have any negative intentions and I always appreciated you letting me initiate things."

"Oh, I didn't realize you picked up in that. I just never wanted you to be uncomfortable."

"I pick up a lot, as untrue as that seems." He jokes, making you snort. "No. I was just curious. That night was when I realized I liked you more than a friend as well." There was a shared silence between you two for a moment, though it felt like minutes, until he spoke again. "If you liked me then, why did you agree to go on that date with that guyfrom your class?"

You blink and shift to sit up so you could look at his face. You scan over his features but didn't catch any sign of anger or any negative emotion. He was genuinely curious.

"Insecurity mostly." Your voice was quiet. Hwa nodded his head for you to continue and gently took hold of your hand. "It seems silly now, but I was just insecure about a lot of things, which made me so sure you never liked me more than as a friend. I saw it as a way to hopefully get over my crush."

"Oh, jagiya." He hums softly. "I got too wrapped up in my mind to think you'd want to pursue a relationship with me as well." He leans in and gently kisses you. "Looks like we really were fools... and Wooyoung is going to remind us whenever he gets the chance."

"Why don't we hold off on telling the rest of them as-"

"What?" He furrowed his brows, a look of confusion and a flash of hurt was on his face.

"Don't over think and let me finish" You gently 'tut' and move to hold his hands. He gave you a sheepish smile. "Since they knew about both our feelings, have gotten super invested in getting us together, Woo's going to gloat, and I know if we ever attempt to go on dates one of the others will try and tag along... let's just have a short time period of just us. Would that be fine?"

"Having one over the others? Not letting Wooyoung say he was right? A pinch of privacy?" He raised his brows, a smile growing on your face. "More than fine."

That made you laugh.

---

Yuhno sighed as he took Mingi's dorm keys from his drunk friends grasp. He would have just let him crash in his room since Jongho had his hands full with Hongjoong, Wooyoung, and San, but Mingi was insisting on sleeping in his own bed. Plus, you had left your cellphone behind. He just hopes neither of them will wake Seonghwa or you.

He got the door open and with Mingi's arm around his shoulder he walked through the dark apartment.

"YuYuuuu." Mingi mumbled.

"Shh..." Yuhno whispered, helping him to his room.

"I'm not drinking again after this."

"I'll help keep you to that, let's just get you to bed for now." Yuhno got the younger male to his room, turned around as he changed into his pajamas, and tucked him in.

"Thank you."

"Uh huh, go to sleep, princess." Yuhno snickered and patted his friend, leaving his room with a yawn. He fished your phone from his pocket and approached Seonghwa's room. When he saw the light was still on and heard the tv faintly playing, he figured you were still awake. He glanced back to Sannies door and saw it was dark there.

"That last shot must of done him in." He mused to himself with a small smile.

Yuhno did a quick knock and opened the door.

"(Y/N), you left your- Oh." Yuhno's eyes widened, not expecting to see you and Seonghwa mid kiss. You both were sitting up against the headboard, your hand on his neck while his hand was on your side. You and Seonghwa were frozen and heads slowly turned to the taller male. There was a big grin on Yuhno's face. "I was just, uh, dropping Mingi off and your phone."

"Yuhno sit down, please." Seonghwa sighed pulling away from you. His ears were bright red.

"No, no. Don't let me interrupt you both." He waved his hand, gently tossing your phone onto the foot of the bed, and went to leave.

"Yuhno." The eldest uses a serious tone, making the younger male sit.

"What is it?" He looked between you two, his voice soft.

"We wanted to keep this secret, just for a bit. You know how the others get, we just wanted to have this to ourselves for the rest of the trip."

"Plus," You add. "Wooyoung can't gloat and you get bragging rights of knowing first." You offer to him, making Yuhno laugh and Seonghwa roll his eyes with a chuckle.

"Your temporary secret is safe with me. The thought of telling everyone didn't even cross my mind. You guys decide when you want to tell everyone." Yuhno states sincerely. "But I am curious when this happened."

"Tonight, like 20 minutes ago."

"Ah, I'm happy for you both." Yuhno grins and gets up. "I'll leave you both alone now, I need to check on Jongho before going to bed. Goodnight and make sure to sleep."

"Goodnight, Yuhno. Thank you." Seonghwa smiled at the younger male, who simply smiled and shook his head before leaving the room. You both looked at each other and sighed.

"That went well. At least he knocked..."

"No privacy." Seonghwa rolled his eyes and moved enough to flop on his back.

"Hey, he is keeping it to himself. He was sweet about it."

"I don't care." Seonghwa turned on his side with a slight pout, wrapping his arms around you to pull you down to lay partially on top of him.

"Hwa!" You quietly yelp.

"I'm getting all the intimate affection I can in our alone time." He chuckled, and holds you tightly. "And we are locking my door every night until you leave."

---

Wooyoung and San practically cornered you the next day during a break in practice, asking if you two confessed. You were getting a drink from a nearby vending machine when you felt Wooyoung's arm wrap around your waist while San's was around your shoulders.

"So, (Y/N)... Did you two do anything last night?" Woo asked in a hush tone in your ear.

"No, Wooyoung. He practically passed out when we got to the dorm and I didn't have the confidence to talk to him about my feelings." You sigh, finally deciding on what drink you wanted. "I don't think I can confess at all this trip."

"Let me help you." Woo whined.

"No, it's fine. Maybe one day it'll happen... but not now." You shrug off their arms and squat down to get your drink.

"Don't worry about it. Just don't neglect your feelings." San patted your back as you stood back up. "We are going to get drinks for the others, would you mind helping us?"

"Sure!" You were grateful San took the attention off you. The older of the two tapped his card to the machine and the three of you started picking out drinks for the Ateez members and the BBTrippin crew. Once there were five drinks, San delegated Wooyoung to get them to the studio, which left you two alone.

"So how did you confess to him last night?" He asked while picking up a drink.

"I told you, nothing happened." You try and give him your best confused look. He kept a knowing smile on his face as you both stared each other. It felt like a minute and it was clear he wasn't relenting. You groaned, making him laugh. "How do you know?"

"You both just seem very happy today and I can tell there is something different. You both don't look at each other with hesitation. It's sweet to see." He pats your back again. "You didn't tell me how it happened... though you don't have to. I'm just curious."

"It was the right moment, like you said would happen."

"I'm glad it worked out. Like we all told you it should."

"Ugh this is why we are waiting to say anything." You whine, playfully smacking his arm which made him laugh. "Do you think anyone else knows?"

"Hmm, I'm not sure. I haven't heard anything from the others."

"Good." You huff with a laugh. You and San gather up the rest of the drinks and head back to the dance studio. "You're not allowed to say anything."

"Cross my heart."

---

Later in the day it was just Seonghwa and Hongjoong in his studio. The captain wanted his older friends inputs, both because he valued Hwa's opinion and because Mingi wanted to take some time freestyle dancing with Yuhno and Yeosang, on some of the final minor edits he made to the tracks. The others were still in the dance studio while you joined Jongho for one of his vocal lessons.

"I like the addition to the dance break for this one, though I think the end should be tighter." Seonghwa gestured to the screen.

"I was thinking the same." Hongjoong hums and focuses his attention on the small changes. Seonghwa felt his phone buzz on the table and he quickly unlocked it. A smile grew on his face at the cute selfie of you and Jongho sent to the group chat. He quickly saved the picture and couldn't help but stare at your face.

The call of his name had him looking back up.

"Yes, Joong? Is there something else you need help with?"

"You confessed to (Y/N), didn't you?" The younger male smiled.

"What? No. She passed right out once she got her makeup off." Seonghwa furrowed his brows and hoped he was convincing enough.

"Hwa, you are terrible at hiding your emotions and secrets. Your eyes always give it away." The captain laugh and playfully flicked the older males arm. "I can see it in the way you look at her and how you 'try' to act shy. Your eyes don't hold the same longing. They say something different now."

"Please don't tell the others." Hwa sighed and looked to his friend, silently pleading to him.

"I won't... but why keep it a secret?"

"We just want some privacy about it. Everyone is so integrated with one another. We do plan on telling everyone soon."

"I see." Hongjoong nods and then smiles, a hint of smugness there. "So we were right? You both overthought everything between you two and now everything fell perfectly into place."

"And that's also why we don't want to tell everyone yet."

"Ha! You're just prolonging the inevitable teasing." Hongjoong grinned. A curious glint was in his eyes now. "So how did it go?"

"The moment is ours alone so I won't share any details, but..." A fond smile grew on the eldest's face. "It was sweet... really, really sweet."

"I'm happy for you, truly, Seonghwa, even if I plan to tease you about it. You deserve this, especially with (Y/N)." Hongjoong reached over and gently grabbed Hwa's hand, giving it a firm, quick squeeze before slowly dropping it. Seonghwa couldn't help the bashful smile on his face. The two scooted close to each other, nudging each other as they got back to working on the finishing touches of the song.

---

It was late at night. You were laying in bed, watching Youtube on Seonghwa's tv before you fell asleep. You heard soft knocks on the door. Pausing the video, you get up and open the door, revealing Seonghwa. You let him in and make sure to lock the door. You felt him wrap his arms around your waist, his chest flush against your back.

"Mingi went to bed." He leaned in and placed a chaste kiss to your temple. He removed himself from you and flopped onto his bed. "What were you up to?" 

You laughed and joined him. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him. "Just catching up on some Youtube. I can put something else on-"

"No, this is fine." You nodded and started the video over for him to watch. It was nice, curled up under the covers with him, feeling warm and comforted in his arms; and you were sure he felt the same when you rested your arm over his stomach. You didn't want to break the peacefulness but you knew he should know that another members knows.

"Hwa? Can I tell you something?" You pause the video again.

"Go ahead, you can tell me anything."

"Sannie knows about us." 

There was a brief pause before he chuckles.

"Hongjoong knows too. How did San figure it out?"

"He said he could see us acting different around each other. How did Hongjoong?"

"He told me my eyes gave it away." He then rolled his eyes for dramatic effect. "At least he said he won't tell the others."

"Sannie promised too. So that's a relief."

Another moment of silence.

"You're leaving soon." There was a sadness to his tone. Seonghwa briefly tightened his arms around you. 

"I know." You sigh, snuggling into his hold more. "But, there will be more visits again."

"But now that we are together... now that you're in my arms..." He shifts away from you. You felt his hands on your shoulders as he gently maneuvers you down the bed so he could guide you onto your back. Hwa then moves himself to hover over you. "I don't want to let you go."

"Hwa." You smile, placing a hand on his cheek. "No matter the distance, you have me, okay?"

Seonghwa smiled sweetly though you could see a hint of something else in his eyes, something lustful. 

Honjoong was right. His eyes do give away a lot.

 He lowered himself down, pressing himself against you and you could feel he wasn't putting his full weight on you. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips and trailed his lips along your jaw and down you neck with opened mouth kisses. You hummed pleasantly, giggling softly at how he focused on kissing your neck, his teeth grazing your flesh.

"Seonghwa, weren't you concerned about nosy members?"

"Front door and bedroom door are locked." His breath felt hot against your neck, making you pleasantly shiver. "Mingi sleeps like a log." You felt his teeth gently nip your skin, not hard enough to leave a mark, and then his tongue swiping over the area. You couldn't deny that there wasn't arousal slowly building inside you. He pulled his face away from your neck and stared down you. "I can stop if you want me to."

You stare into his eyes. You can see the love and adoration he holds for you. Your heart flutters in your chest.

"Keep going." You murmur, placing your hand on the back of his neck and pull him back down. His lips met yours in a feverish kiss. His tongue explores your mouth and brushes against yours, all while you feel him press himself against you. Your hand stayed on the back of his neck while the other was on his side, gripping the fabric of his shirt.

Seonghwa lifted himself from you again now straddling your hips. His fingertips grazed your stomach, barely moving underneath the hem of your shirt. He gave you a look as if he was asking for permission, in which you nodded slowly. You take in a sharp breath of air feeling his hands glide against your skin under your shirt.

His soft hands slowly cupped both your breasts and he starts to gently knead them. You take in a deep breath and smile up at him, enjoying the feeling. You see he was biting his bottom lip and suddenly you felt a small shiver run up your spine when his thumbs brushed over your nipples. You can see he was getting lost in moment. Slowly he removed his hands from your chest and you missed feeling his warm hands fondling your breasts.

Seonghwa helps sit you up and them assists pulling your shirt off your body. He stared at your bare torso with wide eyes, a blush creeping up on his cheeks and ears. 

"I'm feeling a bit under dressed here." You laugh, making him blink out of his dazed state. He chuckled, and took off his shirt as well. 

"You are gorgeous, jagiya." He speaks softly. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you against him. He placed more wet kisses in the crook of your neck. He shifted himself so he could go lower, until he guided you on your back again. He trailed his kisses from your neck to your collar bones. His mouth moved lower and when he got to your breasts he started biting and sucking on your skin.

"Seonghwa, love..." You murmured, worried about the others seeing the hickeys.

"Don't worry. I won't leave any in visible places." He kissed where he bit. He left scattered little marks of your breasts and along your stomach, kissing each one when he was done while his hands caressing your body. When he was finished he took a moment admire all the little marks he left in his wake and you knew they would show up more prominently tomorrow. He smirked as he stared at your body.

You let out a soft gasp when you feel his mouth latch onto your left nipple. His hand went to your other breast and squeezed your flesh, his fingers played with your other nipple. His eyes looked to your face as he gently sucked and you feel his tongue swirl around the harden bud. He kept his mouth latched to you as if his life depended on it. You comb your fingers through his dark hair which caused him to make a noise similar to a hum. You made a soft moan at the sensation.

He released his mouth with a slight 'pop' noise, a string of saliva still attached to the pebbled skin and his lips. He moved over and repeated the process to your right tit. You let out a soft whine when you felt him gently bite around your nipple, making him chuckle and remove his mouth. He looked down at you with pride on his face, seeing how worked up by his actions you were.

"Too bad we have to be quiet, I would love to hear what noises you make." Seonghwa trailed his fingers down your stomach and shifted so they rested at the hem of your sleep shorts. 

He craved to taste you and further use his tongue on you.

You glance down to where he now sat on your thighs and saw a clear bulge in his pajama bottoms. You bit your bottom lip knowing you weren't fairing any better, you could feel how wet your panties were already. His other hand rested on your hip and he gave you another look. You nodded and appreciated his subtle way of asking for permission. He smiled and started pulling down your shorts and underwear. You raise your hips to help him and soon enough, you were completely bare.

A sense of heat flushed your face at the realization, shivering at the lack of covering over your core. You move to close your legs but Seonghwa's hands gripped your thighs and gently keeps them parted. You saw the tip of his tongue peak out of his mouth. 

"Don't be shy." He breathed, taking in everything. "I'll get fully undressed in a moment... Let me admire you first."

"Seonghwa!" You huffed. The embarrassment you felt was clear as day on your face, which made him smile more. His hands gently squeezed your thighs as he took in how wet you were. He never felt this turned on before, he could feel his cock throbbing against his underwear.

"Let me have a taste first." He murmurs, almost too quietly. He maneuvers himself to lay on his stomach, his arms wrapped around your thighs. His face was mere inches from your soaking cunt and you swear you could feel his breath against you. "May I, my love?"

Your face felt on fire at how seductive he looks right now with his head between your thighs. It was such a turn on to see how eager he was to eat you out and please you. You could feel a sensual heat pooling in your lower belly.

"Hwa, please touch-" You couldn't finish your sentence as you let out a low whimper; Seonghwa licked up your slit with his tongue. He delved in and his tongue flicked over your clit. He practically buried his face in your pussy as he worked your sensitive nub just right. You cover your mouth with your hand as you tried to suppress the noises threatening to escape from your lips.

Seonghwa groaned as he lapped your cunt and messed with your clit. His eyes stayed watching your face and he nearly smirked seeing you cover your mouth. Never had he tasted something sweeter. His arms around your thighs tightened, though he was so tempted to start using his fingers soon. He moved his mouth from your clit, nuzzling his nose against it, before he plunged his tongue into your wet hole. 

"Oh God, Hwa..." You moaned quietly, muffled by your hand. You glance down and see he was still staring at you with his face buried into your cunt. He was devouring you as if you were his last meal. The sounds coming from his mouth on your soaked pussy were downright sinful. The feeling of his warm tongue thrusting inside you with the tip of his nose brushing against your clit felt almost too good. Your other hand found purchase in his dark hair, gently gripping it with your fingers as you start to roll your hips against his face, making him hum. You could feel an orgasm inching closer and closer.

Seonghwa felt euphoric as your started losing yourself to the pleasures he was providing you. He loved the feeling of your hand in his hair and they way your hips moved. He let out a moan of his own as he kept going, paying no mind to the tiredness he felt in his tongue. His mind was only focused on getting you to come. 

Hwa moved one of his arms from holding your thigh, barely moving his mouth off your slit for just a moment, before he went back in with his tongue playing with your clit. You felt him slowly enter one finger, feeling around, before entering a second one given how he further turned you on from his ministrations. He curled his fingers just right inside you as he started thrusting them at steady, quick pace, causing you to nearly cry out. Your voice was strained to stay quiet whilst your hand over your mouth kept it even quieter.

He pulled his mouth away again. 

"That's it, jagiya..." His voice was low and smooth. He resumed his tongues motions on your clit, and the spring that was coiling tightly in your lower stomach finally came undone. 

You squeeze your eyes shut, tossing your head to the side as you whimpered as quietly as you could; you came hard. Seonghwa could feel you clenching around his fingers and he could hardly contain the moan of satisfaction. He slowed his fingers down, prolonging your orgasm, before slowly removing them and his mouth from you. He sat back up on his calves, your juices and his saliva coating his chin.

He slowly inserted the two fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean. Hwa's dark eyes never left your face as he slowly crawled over you. His mouth met yours in a sloppy kiss and you could taste yourself on his lips and tongue. You whimpered softly into the kiss. Your shaking hands gripped his shoulders and you pulled away to take in more air, recovering from your climax.

"How the fuck are you so good at that?" Your frazzled brain had you slip back into English for a moment. Seonghwa laughed and admired your face for a moment. You stared back, your breathing soon falling back into a stable rhythm. 

A thought popped into mind when you glanced down.

You shifted yourself downward ever-so-slightly and placed your hand at the hem of his sweatpants.

"Can I return the favor?" You ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

"You don't have to." He smiled softly as he felt a pleasant shiver up his spine.

"I want to, Hwa." You smile when he then answered a soft 'yes.' You gradually dipped your hand into his sweatpants, your hand going over his underwear. You cup his hard cock, feeling a patch of wetness from precum, and give him a very gentle squeeze. You heard him take in a sharp breath which made you smile and bite your lips. You palm him for a few moments and capture his lips in a heated kiss. His hips rocked, rutting himself against your hand.

You remove your hand from him, leaving him softly whining for your touch again. You guide him to sit up and take your spot against the headboard, not before his sweats underwear joined your discarded clothes on the floor. You smile at his blushed cheeks and ears. You straddle his lap and press yourself against him.

Your hands gently cup his jaw and you lean into a passionate kiss. You could feel his hard erection brush against your pubic mound and lower belly, making him softly moan into your mouth. You repeated what he did to you earlier and started trailing kisses from his lips, all the way down to his collarbones. You had to move yourself continuously to go lower. You didn't dare leave any marks that would be visible, much to your disappointment.

Soon enough you found yourself on your stomach, face dangerously close to his dick. You kept your eyes on his length while you could feel his eyes watching you. In a teasing manner, your fingers gently messed with his velvet-y soft tip. Seonghwa moaned softly and he caressed the side of your head. You collected his precum onto your fingers, letting it coat your your hand, before wrapping your fingers around his shaft. You stroke him at a languid pace and you could feel his member twitch in your hand.

You lean in and place a tentative kiss to the crown of his cock. You glance up and see him watching you intensely while biting his bottom lip. You give him a few teasing licks before slowly engulfing him into your mouth. What you couldn't fit comfortably in your mouth you used your hand on as your slowly bobbed your head, hollowing your cheeks in the process.

Seonghwa let out a low moan and swallowed hard at the sensation around his cock. His hands could hardly stay still. He managed to keep one against the side of your head but his other hand caressed and gently squeezed your shoulder, his fingers brushing against your neck. Your tongue would swirl around the tip as you continued to move your head. You couldn't exactly look up at him from where you were but you could tell by just how hard he was breathing he was feeling good.

"You're so beautiful..." Hwa tilted his head back against his headboard and quietly moaned. His eyes peered down at the sight of you with your now swollen lips around his cock. He admired how your nude body looked right now and he wanted to reach down and give your ass a firm squeeze. You bobbed faster, taking him in a little deeper, and it nearly drove him crazy. Seonghwa's hand found itself on the back of your head. He gently guided your head but didn't push down harshly.

He carefully took hold of your head in both hands and lifted your head, stopping you from sucking him off.

"Something wrong?" You swallow and sit up.

"If you kept going I wouldn't have lasted." Hwa helped you sit up on your knees and pulled you into a tender kiss. "I wanted to go further, if you want to."

"I want to but," You murmur against his lips. "Well, this may be a bad time to ask but do you have condoms?" He chuckles and rests his head against your collarbones. He placed a soft kiss to your neck, moving away from you and getting off the bed. You watched him walk to his closet and reach inside on the upper shelf. He grabbed a box near the back and came back, sitting on the edge of the bed. In his hands was an unopen box of condoms.

"Before you think I was presumptuous with these, Mingi and Woo bought them for me before your visit." He snorts. "I think they are the right size... I'll be slightly concerned if they are."

"I'm on birth control if we just want to forget the condoms-"

"If they make you more comfortable, I will wear one for you." He gave you a reassuring smile and looked over the box. Hwa hummed softly as he opened the box, taking out a wrapped condom. He tore open the rapper and slid on the condom with ease. He then kissed you deeply, moving you back on your back. You didn't need words to know where things were going now.

Seonghwa placed one of his pillows under your lower back and helped maneuver you into position, his hands gripping the backs of your thighs. He teased you by dragging his tip up and down your slit. You whine softly and playfully tapped him with your foot, making him laugh.

"Alright, jagiya." He smirked and lined himself up at your entrance. Slowly he pushed himself inside, inch by inch, until he was fully buried inside. You moaned quietly as he deliciously filled you up while he groaned, feeling pleasant tightness and heat around his length. Your hands squeezed his shoulders briefly as you took a moment to adjust. He stayed motionless for a few moments and you both were enjoying the moment. "Feels good."

"Move, Hwa." You pleaded, desperate to chase a second orgasm. His hands found themselves holding your hips as he pulled almost all the way out and, languidly, he rolled his hips forward.

His thrusts were slow and sensual to start, slowly building up that arousal between you both again. His cock gently massaged your walls and it felt so good. You were having a hard time already keeping your noises at bay... you were worried you wouldn't be able to stay quiet if he went faster. Still, you crave more.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, his voice slightly hoarse and strained.

"Feeling good... Feeling really good." You moaned. You wanted to feel more. You threw out those previous concerns. Your voice was a hushed whisper, but the needy tone was clear. "Faster, love."

"Of course." Hwa rasped. You feel him pull out, making you whine. He softly cooed and re-adjusted himself and yourself so his face was barely above yours. Your hips were at more of an angle now with your legs folded into your chest and your calves on his lower back. Your arms were loosely around his neck.

Seonghwa captured your lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue rolling against yours, as he entered you with one quick thrust. Your moan was muffled by his mouth or else it would have been loudered than you meant.  His set a quick rhythm as his hips snapped against you, the not-so-subtle sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the small room. His cock was hitting a new, deeper angle and it felt amazing.

You both broke from the kiss to breath. You bit your bottom lip in an attempt to control your whimpers and moans.

"Shh... you're doing so well." Hwa praised, his voice a hushed whisper by your ear. Though his own moans and groans indicated to you he was also struggling to stay quiet.

"Hwa-!" You cried softly. You feel his arm move and next thing you knew his hand was cradling the back of your head, pushing your face into the crook of his neck. He pressed his upper half against yours, further folding your body together, as he fucked you at a fast tempo. Your noises were muffled by his flesh and you could feel the vibrations of his strained moans against your face. You could feel heat slowly crawling up your legs and you knew a second orgasm was close.

"God, I'm close, love." You murmur, your lips brushing against his hot skin.

"Me too, jagiya... Me too." Seonghwa whispered. "Can... Can I come on you?"

As you were about to speak Hwa just barely shifted his hips, his cock hitting your g-spot just right.

"Y-yes!" Your moan was low. The build up had you feeling like your nerves were on fire. You felt your breathing quicken a numbness-like feeling crawl up your legs

You pushed your face further into Seonghwa as waves of pleasure washed over you. You choked out moans against him and without realizing, you bit on his flesh. Your body trembled and your walls clenched around his length as you came hard.

Seonghwa continued his thrusts, though you can tell he was just about to lose it too. You felt your muscles twitch and tremble with every stroke of his hips as he prolonged your orgasm. Hwa is chasing his own release and you could feel his thrusts getting sloppier and his moans were getting huskier.

Suddenly, he pulled out of you, your walls fluttering around nothing. He got the wet condom off of his length and he moved his upper half to hover over you. You watch, nearly breathless, as he strokes his cock at a fast pace. He lets your lower half drop against his thighs. His eyes stayed trained on your dazed face, biting his bottom lip.

Seonghwa's body went rigid and soft, whiney moans escaped his lips. You can see eyes roll slightly back as he came. Pearly white ropes of his cum lands on your stomach and chest, a little even lands on your neck. He slowed his hand down as he came, stopping once all of his seed was out.

You both were breathless, feeling hot and tired. Seonghwa moved and let your body lay straight down before he hovered over you again. His lips met yours in another kiss. It was soft and tender, full of love and adoration.

"How are you feeling, jagiya?" He asks softly, kissing your cheek and forehead. "Do you need something? A warm towel? Some water?"

"All of the above, love." You lazily smile, making him laugh.

"I like you using that English pet name for me."

"I thought was fitting with you using a Korean pet name." There was a pause in the conversation. "I think we need a shower actually."

"Agreed, I made a mess." He gave you a cheeky look, as if he was proud of himself, lifting himself up to sit on his calves. His eyes roamed your body with a small smirk tugging on his lips. "You look beautiful."

"I'm covered in sweat, cum, and probably look like a mess." You deadpanned.

"And you still look beautiful." He smiled and placed a chaste kiss to your lips. He got up off the bed and slowly helped you to your feet. He grabbed you some new clothes from your suitcase before grabbing clothes for himself. "Mingi should still be asleep, so we need to be quick."

"You... You want us to go out in the rest of the dorm and to the bathroom without any clothes on?" He simply nodded and you sighed but nodded. You didn't want clothes on right now until you were clean. 

Seonghwa peaked his head out of the room, noticing all the lights were still off. With haste, the two of you get to the bathroom with ease. Hwa started the shower and you both waited for it to warm up. Your fingers trace the small red mark you left right by his right collarbone.

"Hopefully that doesn't linger. I'm sorry, I tried not to leave any marks on you." You mused, not sounding all too apologetic.

"I don't care if it does linger. Idol image be damned." He joked. "Come, the water should be warm now."

The shower was quick but it was very much needed after an intense moment. Seonghwa took it upon himself to wash you off. His hands gently caressed your skin, his gaze on you was caring. You closed your eyes whilst savoring the moment. 

It was sweet and it made you two all the more closer. 

---

You groaned, covered in sweat, in the dance studio. Wooyoung insisted you join him, Yuhno, and Mingi for dance practice while the others were off doing lives or something else. You probably would be in better shape to dance if you weren't feeling the least bit sore from last nights activities with Seonghwa. They were teaching you the choreography to Wave in an easy manner, but the ache in your hips and legs made it difficult.

"What's the matter, (Y/N)?" Mingi chuckled, handing you a water bottle. He and the others were sweating, but they weren't

"I don't know how you guys dance like this all the time." You pant and take a sip of water.

"We are teaching it to you slowly though, you seem more tired." Wooyoung remarked. He approached you and placed both hands on your cheeks, his eyes scanning over your face.

"I'm fine, just a little tired is all." You move out of his hold and gave his shoulder a gentle pat. He gave you  a inquisitive look but dropped it. 

After a small pause, the dancing resumed. Yuhno stood by you as he taught you the next steps. The move had you moving your arms up in the air and you followed almost perfectly. Though, when you repeated the motions your hand caught the hem of your loose shirt, exposing some of your midriff. You hoped that no one in the room saw your blemished skin from a particularly big hickey Hwa left on you. However, hoping got you nothing.

"(Y/N), what the hell happened?" Woo gasped. "Why do you have a bruise on your hip?"

Your face flushed with warmth and you saw Yuhno in the mirror press his lips together as he tried not to laugh. Clearly, he immediately figured out were the mark came from. Mingi also looked at you in concern. You wanted to send a glare to Yuhno but kept your cool. 

"I needed to use the bathroom last night and bumped into the handle in the dark is all." You replied smoothly.

"Dummy." Woo laughed and so did Mingi.

"I didn't realize you were so clumsy, (Y/N)." Yuhno teased. You rolled your eyes and insisted they keep teaching you the choreography before you die from embarrassment. 

---

Seonghwa and Hongjoong finished up their live together. Hwa had fun though he wanted to help teach you a dance to one of their songs. He and Joong got up from the table in the small room and left with the staff member who was behind the camera. The two went off on their own to Hongjoongs little studio room.

"Something happened between you and (Y/N) last night, huh?" The younger male asked with a teasing tone. 

"What? No." Hwa replied, almost too quickly, as he took a seat in one of the chairs.

"I can tell by your eyes-"

"What can you tell now?" The eldest quirked his brow and gave his friend a glare, his ears and neck started to blush.

"Oh... did you two..." There was a mischievous look in Joong's eyes.

"Kim Hongjoong, do not finish that sentence." Hwa leaned back in the chair, not realizing the motion pulled his shirt in a way where the collar of his shirt exposed more of his skin.

"Well if that little mark right there didn't confirm it for me, your reaction did. Congratulations." Hongjoong teased. Seonghwa looked down and quickly readjusted his shirt more. His face felt on fire as he looked to his friend with a flustered glare. "Sorry, my teasing may have went a little far there. I'll buy you some ice cream as an apology."

"Two ice creams."

"Fine."

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It was nearly time for you to head out to the airport. Ateez's manager texted everyone earlier he was on his way to the dorms to get you. Wooyoung practically clinged to you as you sat on the couch while Seonghwa's hand lingered on your knee. Everyone was already throwing out ideas and plans for when you could visit next. You felt sadness knowing you were going away after having an amazing week with them... you were going back to your job and your classes across the Pacific ocean. 

Another text came and their manager was outside the door. He told you in his message he will give you guys time to say goodbye. 

You stood up by the door and everyone practically lined up to see you off. First was Yuhno.

"It was fun having you here. We should do dance video calls, you were fun to teach and dance with." He smiles and pats your head before hugging you. 

"Yeah we definitely should." You reach up and ruffle his hair making him laugh. Next up was Sannie.

"I'm going to miss you. Please, visit as soon as you can." He had a large grin, eyes full of unshed tears, as he pulls you into a tight hug.

"I will definitely try." You say softly in his ear, returning the tightness of his hug. Mingi approached you next.

"I'll definitely miss your presence in the dorms." Minig hugged you, his hands patting your back.

You pulled away and smiled. "It's going to be hard not having one of my favorite giants around anymore." That made him and Yuhno laugh. Hongjoong was up next.

"If you ever need something, (Y/N), don't hesitate to call me." He placed a hand on your shoulder and squeezed it. He then gave you a quick hug as well.

"You too, Joong. I'm all ears if you need something." 

Next in line was Yeosang.

"I'm glad we got to spend more time together." He spoke softly with a kind smile, hugging you. "Please visit us again, I liked having you around over those two." He pointed to Wooyoung and San, teasing them both as they looked fake offended.

"Of course, Yeosang." You laughed as he joined the others.

"Ah, it was nice having you with us, (Y/N)." Jongho smiled. He wasn't sure what to do with himself. "Hopefully I can call you when I am doing my vocal practices?"

"Of course you can... Would you like a hug goodbye?" You asked him and he nodded. You two hugged and you took a mental note of how nice his hugs were. It was brief but he gave you another smile and stood off to the side.

You nearly lost your balance when Wooyoung hugged you tightly, his cheek pressed against yours. You chuckled and held him tightly, neither of you said anything. You could feel his shoulders shake ever-so-slightly.

"Aww, Woo, don't cry. You'll make me cry." You cooed softly.

"I'm not crying." He mumbled and pulled away. He had tears in his eyes as he smiled. "We'll text everyday, right? Even if it's just a random meme or a simple hello?"

"Of course." You rubbed his back as he hugged you again. He reluctantly moved away and stood with the others.

Now it was just Seonghwa left.

He slowly approached you and those who didn't figure out what happened between you two watched in bated breaths.

"This isn't goodbye, you know?" You ask softly as you noticed his eyes were also close to leaking tears. You could feel the stinging sensation in your own eyes as you stared at his face.

"I know." He replied with a smile. He took your hand in his and gave it a squeeze. "Still, I will miss you."

"I'll miss you too, Hwa." You smiled and he stepped away. You glance over to the others and saw how disappointed Wooyoung, Mingi, Yeosang, and Jongho looked. You look back to Hwa with a slight smirk. "You want to tell them or show them?" You say quietly, making him laugh.

Seonghwa stepped forward again and immediately cupped your cheeks, brining you into a kiss. You heard Wooyoung and Mingi exclaim in surprise and you just knew Jongho and Yeosang looked shocked. The eldest pulled away and peppered light kisses to your face. 

"Alright, love. I think they get the idea." You giggle, your face feeling flush with warmth.

"What?" Wooyoung shouted. "How long- When did-." He was almost in shock. "And neither of you told me?!"

"I figured it out first." San said smuggled.

"No, I think I did." Hongjoong playfully crossed his arms. The two were about to start bickering but then a certain someone spoke up first.

"I actually did the night they got together finally." Yuhno said with a smug tone. "I walked in on them." That made even more chaos and loudness between everyone now.

"Yuhno!" You nearly shrieked from embarrassment, poor Seonghwa's face was pink. "You didn't need to word it like that."

"What? You said I had bragging rights for being the first to know." He teased. 

"He simply saw us kissing." Hwa tried to clear up.

Wooyoung started to scold you for keeping this from him but he expressed his happiness for the both of you. You felt bad for their manager, who was still outside the door and could probably hear all the commotion. 

"Can we say we told you both so, now?" Yeosang asked with a raised brow, making you and Seonghwa groan. Despite the teasing and the 'we told you so's' coming out, you and Hwa were happy. Hongjoong and San still argued between who out of the two of them figured it out first.

You held his hand and leaned against him as you both observed the rest of Ateez. Despite the embarrassment of their statements and jokes, you two felt satisfied at having one over on most of them. That lingering sadness was no more despite your soon departure. Never did you think you would have such a close knit friend group like this nor did you think you could find someone as lovely as Seonghwa to be your partner.

All thanks to some high turnip prices and a little squirrel in a video game.

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[xuchiya]

cafe ma chérie {j.wooyoung}

cafe love m.list || k.hongjoong || p.seonghwa || j.yunho || k.yeosang || c.san || s.mingi || j.wooyoung || c.jongho

The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans is your personal kryptonite, if this becomes a perfume, you would non stop spraying it on your home. It held the promise of a productive morning, a comforting afternoon pick-me-up, or a late-night study session fueled by caffeine and dreams. You decided to read your book outside your crowded apartment, it was kind of suffocating to be inside all the time and you thought maybe a coffee shop could be a new place for you to finish your book.

Cafe Love, a haven tucked away on a bustling side street, is your refuge from a particularly disastrous blind date just this morning. Your aunt was really push-y in terms of you marrying a person or just wanting to set you up in general to have you learn the “real” world of your fantasy. The man, a self-proclaimed "romance novelist", had regaled you with tales of his inflatable unicorn collection and the company that he is working at oh-so hated with all the fiber of his body.

Needless to say, love was not in the air, just the lingering scent of desperation. It was something you do not look forward to hence remembering.

Pushing open the cafe door, you were met with a symphony of sounds – the gentle hum of the espresso machine, the rhythmic clinking of spoons against mugs, and the soft murmur of conversation, you approach the cashier, greeting your older brother— “Hey Min~”

He looked up from the cups he was writing, “Oh hey sis, how are you doing? How’s the date?” Your smile drops and your eyes circle out of annoyance, just remembering what happened sent shivers down your spine. Mingi saw your reaction and laughed gently, “Based on your reaction, it did not go well.” You nodded, “Generation gap is something Aunty forgot sometimes.”

Mingi chuckles, shaking his head, “You sit down, I’ll let Wooyoung prepare your drink.” You thank him quietly after paying before moving towards the bar in the barista area.

As you sat down on one of the high chairs, “What is the love this time … “ You mumble, your butt taking a seat clumsily on the high chair next to another guy, around the same age as you. You notice him, watching with doe eyes at the waitress— that you happen to know the newest staff— whilst he taps on the cup of latte in his hand.

“Don’t worry, he ain’t a creep, just a coward.” Wooyoung openly spoke to you at the same time, teasing the guy beside you. You watch them bicker back and forth, meanwhile your eyes are lingering on Wooyoung. You know him because him and your brother tend to hang out a lot and there was never a day where Wooyoung would never leave you alone.

With a newfound lightness Wooyoung approached you with your drink, “Here you go sweetie, nice and warm cafe for a beautiful juliet.” Your cheeks burned,taking a sip on the latter he made. You hummed at the taste, Wooyoung, who has been observing you, chuckled, “Taste good?” You lick the frosting off your lip.

"Amazing actually.” He nods, grabbing another cup before serving it to another customer. You spun on your seat, the guy beside you noticed your flaring cheeks before laughing to himself, “Looks like we’re in the same situation but different scenario.” You nodded, agreeing on the concept of his stories.

As the closing time is nearing, the guy— Jongho bids you and Wooyoung goodbye— before approaching the girl with a latte. You stay on your seat, watching the whole thing unfold, your heart sky-rocketing as you gaze at their new found love. You smile at their interaction before a voice calls gently, “Cafe love has really done its job to bring people together …” Jongho and the girl left with a big smile on their faces “or maybe not.” Your eyes trailed on a tall man leaving the shop with tears in his eyes, holding a cup of espresso and a hunch figure crying on a table alone.

"You’ve been a witness to every story?" You spoke softly, Wooyoung nodding at your statement, “I have, quite intense …” His eyes trailed on his senior head talking to their manager with a fond look on their eyes, “quite aggressive …” You chuckle when you see your brother’s fiancee raising an eyebrow at a woman, who tempts to flirt with Mingi, “She just loves my brother.”

Wooyoung raises his hands in surrender, “she’s feisty.” You shake your head.

“Quite the cliche one to be honest …” Wooyoung nodding towards the window. You notice the baker’s window and see how a typical yet sweet love story is created as Yeosang bakes with his assistant baker. Then Hongjoong looked at the second senior head—who has a stoic cold face— with so much admiration that he was caught by her and scolded for not focusing, “Quite the aloof one …”

“See you tomorrow Woo!” You heard a deep voice called, you saw Wooyoung waves at the man before disappearing from the frost door, he nodded at the man who left, “Quite the clumsy love story …”

You look at him, admiring how he had taken note of the love story that unfolds in front him. How he had entertained himself with the scenes that are worth a time to read you see on the web, Wooyoung found them a way to learn how love comes in, does and shows.

He wakes up, sees another tale unfold and he waits. He waited again. The one he admires was in love with another and he respects the decision, leaving them to create their story and continue looking for the love story he wishes to read. Yet fate did not fail him.

Meanwhile, you weren’t one to be in a relationship but when you do, you wish it was someone that meets your ideal type yet it seems like someone wants you to suffer for having that ideal or standards to a person. So you gave up searching and let fate do it. You also have been a witness to different scenes of love, bittersweet, cliche ending, unexpected expected ending and few more endings you knew. But love didn’t leave your side.

“Have you found your Romeo?” You were snap out of your thoughts, you glance at Wooyoung. He has a small smile on his lips, inclining towards the book laying on top of the counter. You chuckle, grabbing it and flipping to the chapter where Juliet met Romeo for the first time.

Inside the Capulet Ball, hosting a grand ball meanwhile a Montague sneaks in uninvited with his heart entangled with unrequited love for Rosaline. But as Romeo navigates through the ball, his heart soars when he sees Juliet across the room. Captivated and entranced with her beauty. Juliet saw Romeo and that moment, it was just both of them in the room even if a war were to create between them Love still wins as Romeo approaches Juliet and asks for a kiss to seal a love blooming between them.

You look up from the book cover, a smile on your lips as you gaze on Wooyoung, “I have …” He chuckles moving forward, squinting at you teasingly, “Really? Does he serve coffee well?” You pretend to think about it, “Hmm he does but it lacks something.” Wooyoung’s eyebrow furrowed in confusion, “W-What?” You chuckle, leaning forward, closing the distance between you two. You met his lips on yours, your connection deepens and an unexpected vow was created between you both as your lips move in sync before pulling away.

“Love. You have to put more love on that, chérie.” With a whisk of your wrist, the place slowly dissolves into a different scenery.

From a modern design cafe turns into a cottage look, vines crawling on the walls with a fireplace crackling with a decent amount of fire emitting to make the room warm.

You sigh in relief, looking at your home. Wooyoung walks up to you wrapping his arms around your figure, nuzzling his nose on your neck, “Finally the story is over. My powers can’t keep up with the dazzling light of emotions of these people.”

You chuckle, moving around to place your arms around his broad shoulder, swaying yourselves in a rhythm, “Me too, can’t believe Aunty wanted me to marry that man.” You roll your eyes playfully but it was something you never look forward to. Again. Wooyoung chuckles, “Your Aunt has a taste though but it ain’t your kind of trope.”

“That kind of trope is supposed to cease in the story of a love book!”

"I'll tell Yeosang about it, don't worry."

You watch his eyes twinkle at your tantrum. His heart had beaten again like crazy, just like the way he saw you across the room. Your hair flowing on your shoulders, velvet gown hugs your body and the red cherry lips were mesmerising.

“Chérie, remember our first kiss?” You looked at him and nodded, a fond smile crept up your lips, “It was during a party that you weren’t invited and decided to follow where my chambers were…”

Even with the fiery cousin of yours and the war that your families have with another kingdom never stops your heart from leaping when you see Wooyoung across the room.

“And kiss you on your balcony after speaking about your feelings for me.” He teases you while you smack his head playfully, he chuckles apologising to you with a small kiss on your nose.

But even after a love forbidden and ending it with such a tragic ending, your wish as you take your final breath to find love for you and let fate find Wooyoung back to you is an ending you would never get tired of reading again and again.

And seems like love did not fail you as fate led Wooyoung back to you, "Thank you for building Cafe Love."

You chuckle, playing the back of his hair, "I was given another chance to love and I'll wish fate to bring you back to me and now all I have to do is bring love to people in return."

“I love you Juliet.” 'Wooyoung softly spoke, eyes gleaming with so much emotion. You return the same fond of affection, leaning in to close the gap between you, sealing your love story with the kiss.

“I love you too my Romeo~”

And a happy ending that you both deserve.

THE END

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[cybrsan]

Treasure — J.WY [Pt. 2]

SUMMARY: Tensions run high as you try to come to an agreement with the eight benders.

PAIRING: Waterbender Jung Wooyoung x Non-Bender F!Reader

RATING/GENRE: M ; angst, fluff, eventual smut ; ATLA au, enemies to lovers

WORD COUNT: 2.6k

WARNINGS: Minor POV switches, emotionally charged fight

LINKS: Ode To ATEEZ Masterlist | Together in Harmony Masterlist | Cross-posted on AO3

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Wooyoung looks around the inside of the tent, eyes widening with awe. It somehow seems bigger on the inside, imbued with a magical energy that’s almost tangible. The walls are draped with layers of cascading, vibrant fabrics, the light of the lanterns reflecting off of them in a way that casts the entire space in a warm, rainbow glow. Bookshelves are filled to the brim with baubles the likes of which Wooyoung has never seen; delicate seashells, weathered bones, intricate carvings. And above it all are an array of wind chimes, hanging from the tent’s supports, their sweet melodies bringing a sense of tranquility to the space.

So mystified by the sights, it takes him a moment to notice the old woman sitting cross-legged on a plush cushion towards the back of the tent. She watches him with patient, knowing eyes and he instinctively bows once he sees her, apologizing for his inattentiveness. 

She beckons him closer with a wave of her hand. “Come, child, I’ve been expectin’ you.”

Wooyoung takes a seat on a cushion in front of her, taking in her appearance. Long white hair spills out of a loose head covering, and her skin is tan and wrinkled, a sign of many years spent in the sun. “You’re Nadira?” 

“That’s right. And you’re a lost soul lookin’ for Pandora, just like the girl who was just here.” He frowns at the mention of her, and Nadira chuckles. “Don’t be like that. You’re going to need her help, after all.” 

Wooyoung brings his thumb to his mouth, chewing on the nail absentmindedly—a nervous habit he’s never been able to kick. If this girl really is the one he saw in his dream, he wants nothing to do with her. A crumbling stone floor, a pedestal missing an emblem, his own reflection looking back at him in her tearful eyes… No, Wooyoung steels himself. He won’t accept her help, no matter what.

Nadira makes a disapproving clucking noise with her tongue as if sensing the direction of his thoughts and gets up, taking something off of a table in the corner of the room. She returns and places a large wooden filled with sand in the space between them. 

“I’m gonna show you somethin’, and I expect you to pay attention.”

Wooyoung nods, the tone of her voice demanding respect. “Yes, ma’am.” 

Closing her eyes, she holds up her hands, and the sand in the bowl begins to swirl and twist into various shapes. First, Wooyoung sees nine figures walking toward a towering building, with one trailing behind and one in the front, confidently leading them forward. The scenes change quickly after that, with him only able to catch glimpses of what happens next. The nine figures split apart into separate groups, fighting amongst themselves. The building collapsing into rubble. A mirrored figure, holding onto something precious before dropping it, a tear falling down their cheek.       

Wooyoung’s heart sinks into his stomach. Though there’s no proof that any of what Nadira is showing him is true, he can’t find it in himself to doubt her prophecy. Not only does he know better than anyone that predicting the future is a real gift some people possess, but too much of what he just saw matches up with his own visions. 

She opens her eyes, and the sand in the scrying bowl stills. “Did you see, child?”

Wooyoung doesn’t know how to answer her. How can she ask this so nonchalantly, as if the future she showed wasn’t distressingly bleak? In lieu of an answer, he bows his head to her and gets up, eager to return to his group. 

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what you were hoping to prove, but I am only more certain than ever that that girl needs to stay as far away from us as possible.”   

Before Nadira can say anything else, Wooyoung flees from the tent and heads back toward town. The sun is already setting behind the clouds—he’s late for the meeting with the others. He doesn’t know what he’s going to say to them, to Hongjoong, certain that the leader will be expecting him to come back with some helpful information. He enters the inn, spinning various potential stories and excuses in his head. He hears San’s voice greeting him happily, and he looks up with a strained smile, only for it to immediately fall when he sees her standing there, talking to his friends, his family. He won’t let this future unfold. He can’t let anyone be hurt. Not again.

“What is she doing here?” 

Wooyoung doesn’t even address you while he speaks so harshly, instead turning from you to face Hongjoong whose expression hardens.

“You act as if I invited her here.” 

“She’s a traveler, like us,” Seonghwa explains, interjecting. “She wants to join us on our search for Pandora.”

Wooyoung scoffs, eyeing you with disdain. “Thanks, but no thanks. There’s enough of us already.”

His outright animosity towards you has you shell-shocked. You can’t think of anything you’ve done to deserve it, and you say as much. “I’m sorry, have I done something to offend you?”

San claps a hand on the back of Wooyoung’s neck, frowning. “Yeah, Young-ah, what’s with the animosity? This isn’t like you.” 

“I just don’t think we should trust her, that’s all.”

“You don’t have to trust me to cooperate with me,” you insist.

“See,” he says, gesturing to you. “She basically just admitted she isn’t a trustworthy person.”

Oh, he’s got to be kidding. “I did not!” 

Jongho, one of the group’s firebenders, hushes you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. You didn’t notice his approach, too invested in your argument with Wooyoung. “Don’t take the bait,” he whispers. “It won’t get you anywhere.” 

You shrug his hand off of you but nod, grateful for his advice. With a huff, you take a seat at the table, forcefully removing yourself from the situation. The conversation lulls after that, with the benders pairing off and having their own discussions about where to go from here. San seems to scold Wooyoung as the latter ignores him, which gives you some satisfaction, at least. 

When you finally look at Hongjoong, his gaze is locked onto Wooyoung and full of suspicion. It raises the hair on your arms—you get the feeling he knows something you and the others don’t. Eventually, Yeosang, the lone boy at the end of the table, speaks up. His voice is light and airy, lilting like bells. 

“I say we should hear her out.” 

Wooyoung looks shocked at his input, as if he was the last person he would have expected to speak in your favor. “Why sh—”

“I think she has a map. It looked like she was going to pull it out of her bag earlier.”

He’s surprisingly observant for someone that seems so uninvolved in the goings on around him. You nod and finally pull the map out from your bag, placing it on the table in front of you. Hongjoong goes to reach for it, but you hold it securely, sending him a warning glare. 

“I’ll share this with you if and only if you let me come with you.” 

Wooyoung continues to speak out against you, saying, “We don’t have any way of verifying that this map is even real! This entire conversation is pointless.” 

“It’s more than what we had before,” Yunho says, finally speaking up. “Could be worth a try.”

Mingi piggybacks off of him, agreeing. “I’m tired of wandering around aimlessly. At least this gives us something to go off of.”

Hongjoong scans the map, nodding approvingly. “You guys are right. I think it’s worth a shot. Having her with us won’t be too much of a burden, and this map is useful.”

“Thank you,” you say, grateful that most of them have taken your side. “I promise I’ll help however I can. There’s nothing I want more than to quickly find Pandora so that we can all head our separate ways.”

After making plans to meet downstairs at dawn, everyone disperses to take care of their own business. Some of the boys come up to you to formally introduce themselves, and a few even seem to be happy that you will be joining them. On the other hand, Wooyoung quickly excuses himself, presumably ready to go sulk in his room over your addition to the group, but Hongjoong calls after him.

“Woo, my room, now. I need to talk to you.” 

His tone even sends a chill down your spine. You watch the two of them leave, not failing to notice the anxiety on Wooyoung’s face as he accompanies the firebender to his room.

Wooyoung follows Hongjoong up the stairs, unease settling in his gut; the last few times they had a one-on-one conversation weren’t exactly pleasant. The firebender disappears inside his room, leaving the door open. Wooyoung hesitates in the doorway, watching silently as Hongjoong shrugs off the outer layers of his robes before taking a seat on the edge of his bed. Looks like he’s staying in a single room again. 

“Don’t just stand there,” Hongjoong says, beckoning him in. “And close the door behind you.”

Wooyoung does as asked, but fidgets in place, unsure of how to behave or what to say. The tension between them hangs heavily in the air, and it makes him feel suffocated. He’s almost tempted to run from the room like a frightened animal, but he has more pride than that. He also knows that he can’t avoid Hongjoong forever. 

Hongjoong crosses and uncrosses his legs restlessly before finally settling on a position with his feet firmly on the ground. Despite the nervousness in his movements, he locks onto Wooyoung with a stoic, unyielding expression. “So, does your strange behavior around this girl have something to do with your conversation with Nadira?”

Thankful for the opening, Wooyoung quickly agrees. “Yeah. Nadira’s a sandseer; she showed me a vision that seemed to warn against our cooperation with an outsider. Presumably, the girl.” 

Hongjoong quirks an eyebrow. “Is that so?” When Wooyoung nods, he adds, “And are you sure her visions can be trusted? After all, we both know that glimpses into the future tend to be fickle.” 

Wooyoung purses his lips, the firebender’s subtle jab at him not going unnoticed. “I can’t promise you that what she showed me is true, but she seemed sure of herself. It also—” He cuts himself off, eyes widening as he realizes he almost revealed the fact that he’s been having visions of the girl too. Internally, he curses himself for still wanting to garner Hongjoong’s favor so badly that the urge to tell the truth comes naturally. 

“It also…?” 

“It lines up with my gut feeling, that’s all. I don’t think we should trust her.”

“So, you’re telling me to trust your ‘gut feeling’ and the uncertain vision of sandseer we know nothing about over a girl offering us help and real information? You aren’t stupid, Wooyoung, and don’t pretend to be. There’s something else.” 

It’s at moments like this when Wooyoung remembers just how clever Hongjoong is and why he was able to rise through the ranks of the Royal Court so quickly. He has a remarkable aptitude to see through falsities and anticipate the hidden motivations of those around him. Wooyoung’s mind races as he tries to maintain his composure, and when Hongjoong’s eyes narrow slightly, a faint glint of suspicion evident in his gaze, Wooyoung looks away. 

“There isn’t anything else. Now, if that’s all…?” 

He backs away slightly, ready to leave the room, but Hongjoong continues to talk. “You’re so eager to run away from me. I remember when you always wanted to be by my side. You would even tease the others, saying that I was your favorite. What happened?”

The 180 shift in conversation takes Wooyoung off guard, and he can’t stop himself from taking the bait. “You know what happened. Don’t try to manipulate me into apologizing again when you don’t plan on forgiving me.”

“Manipulate you? Is that what you think I’m doing?”

“It’s what you’re good at, isn’t it?”

“I’m a diplomat, Wooyoung,” Hongjoong explains, shaking his head. “A peacemaker. I don’t manipulate people.” 

The rational part of Wooyoung knows he should stop the conversation here. That he’s just being goaded into another argument, and nothing good will come from it. But he’s never been very good at being rational; his emotions, like waves in the midst of a storm at sea, often threaten to swallow him whole. 

“Was.”

Hongjoong’s expression darkens. “Excuse me?”

“You were a diplomat. You aren’t anymore.” 

Wooyoung takes no satisfaction from rubbing salt in Hongjoong’s wound, but he can’t find it in himself to feel remorse, either. If he doesn’t lash out, if he doesn’t fight back, he feels like he’ll just break into pieces instead. A flicker of hurt shows on Hongjoong’s face before he regains his composure, fire alighting in his eyes.

“And whose fault is that? Mine?”

“Well, it isn’t mine.”

“Funny,” Hongjoong scoffs. “I remember you telling me about a certain vision you had that led me astray.”

“And how many times did I tell you that my visions were uncertain? You put too much faith in me!”

Hongjoong is standing now, sweat dampening his brow, and Wooyoung notices the condensation collecting on the wall behind him. Their emotions are fueling their bending, essentially turning the room into a sauna.

“As if you didn’t encourage me to,” Hongjoong spits. “You would follow me around like a lost puppy, telling me every little thing you dreamt. You just loved having all my attention, didn’t you?” 

Wooyoung steps back, wincing as if Hongjoong’s words were a physical blow. His hands begin to tremble, but he clenches them into fists, knuckles turning white. “All I ever wanted to do was help you.”

“Yeah, and you did a great job, didn’t you?” The sarcasm drips from Hongjoong’s tone like venom.

“Something went wrong one time, Hongjoong. One out of hundreds.” 

“And it cost me everything. My job, my reputation, my livelihood. Everything ruined all because you told me Ba Sing Se’s ambassador was a traitor, and it wasn’t true.”

“You should have found evidence before making the arrest! Stop blaming me for a decision you made.”

“A decision based on your word. I trusted you, Wooyoung, and you betrayed me.” 

“I can’t believe you,” Wooyoung says weakly, the fight drained from him. “You used me, and the second something went wrong, you just cast me aside like I was nothing. I thought I was worth more to you than that.”

He turns to leave, but all it takes is Hongjoong saying, “Wooyoung, wait,” to stop him in his tracks. And so wait he does. He stands there with his back turned, blinking away tears and praying that Hongjoong will apologize and tell him that he means the world to him, just like he used to. But the apology never comes. 

“You dreamt about her, didn’t you?” 

Wooyoung doesn’t respond, but he knows that his silence will be answer enough. He isn’t surprised that Hongjoong figured it out—he knew he would, sooner or later. 

“Of course you did,” Hongjoong laughs in disbelief. “Well, I don’t know what you or Nadira saw, but I don’t care. She’s coming with us and that’s final. If you have a problem with it, you can leave.” 

When the door slams shut behind him, Wooyoung can’t help but feel that his chance to repair his relationship with Hongjoong has slipped away for good. 

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[eyesofshan-if]

Kind of a long ramble spoiler for the last chapter but I have to talk about it to someone and give you your accolades

So when I start a new IF, I always make up OCs with different personalities because I don't like being personally involved in the IFs I read and also for more diverse choices but this one hits different.

First of all. The objectification of the clear eyes , the fact that an RO fucking ATE the gijeok, the micro (and macro) aggressions (especially the fucking guy at the pleasure house who made me paranoid during the whole chapter because I thought he was going to ambush us on the way back with Wooyoung being hurt if you see this you're on the list buddy)

You think it doesn't hit until The Empress asks the question and man.

The way I was lowkey ashamed of myself for saying I didn't know. And then I felt frustrated because how do you expect me to pick a side author ?? ���😭😭

And when I tried to be The loyal commander as usual I had every little aggression, every little insult, every little objectification coming back like flashback especially the scene at the start with all the eyes and oathbounds gathered 💀💀

Now, don't get me wrong, I love The Empress, the Samjogo (Hansol my twin, my ride or die, my brother from another mother 🥹🥹), Wooyoung, Ahn, EVEN THAT BASTARD KWOK (raon you weird for that but you get a pass just this time 👁️👁️) but I just hate Hae because of what it represents, I just don't see how I can go to war for my oppressors against my people. It's kinda weird you know ??And I also don't want my people to die being gaslighted into war by some modern (not really) Jesus ykwim ???

Because war with Hae or not it won't bring back grandpa who was transformed into a gas station dick pill or little cousin who became a Vicks balm for some old lady with one foot who's already in the grave you see ????

And no matter how much I hate that shithead Jeong Taehoon (whatever his name is) HE WAS OCCASIONALLY COOKING SOMETHING 🗣️🗣️🗣️ 🔥🔥🔥

"Are you the commander because you're the strongest or are you the commander because it's convenient for the Empress' inner circle ?" type stuff (I will actually die if he turns out to be some kinda right and Hansol was in the know and didn't say anything 😭😭😭)

Having your strong ass (and easily disposable) slave that owes you life as your commander is a Battleship type move (and you realize that the RO presentation wasn't sugarcoating it💀 At this point I rather not entirely trust her to defend my interests 💀). I love the "no choice is right" stuff.

So yeah you cooked some major stuff author 🫵. Congratulations 👏👏👏. Impatient to see the next chapter 😚🫴❤️

TLDR : Good shit 🔥🔥🔥👌👌👌

reading this whole ask felt like a fever dream and an acid trip but thank you for taking the time out to just write so much LMAO

You think it doesn't hit until The Empress asks the question and man. The way I was lowkey ashamed of myself for saying I didn't know. And then I felt frustrated because how do you expect me to pick a side author ?? 😭😭😭

i'm glad that you felt that conflict!! this is only the beginning of a tumultous war and power struggle - and for the commander it'll be a matter of torn loyalties... you can't support either side without breaking some relationships, losing some people and hurting those you love!!

I just don't see how I can go to war for my oppressors against my people.

oh ho ho... are the shan really so innocent too? we'll find out more in the future :D

And I also don't want my people to die being gaslighted into war by some modern (not really) Jesus ykwim ???

is this referring to the high leader because i just died laughing

And no matter how much I hate that shithead Jeong Taehoon (whatever his name is) HE WAS OCCASIONALLY COOKING SOMETHING 🗣️🗣️🗣️ 🔥🔥🔥

jeong taewoo might be a little bitch but he is cooking a little... you'll find out more in the next chapter

"Are you the commander because you're the strongest or are you the commander because it's convenient for the Empress' inner circle ?" type stuff (I will actually die if he turns out to be some kinda right and Hansol was in the know and didn't say anything 😭😭😭)

oh... you'll have a lot to find out nonny!! both yongsun and hansol have their own agendas... and you'll either find out what these are or stay in blissful ignorance forever <3

#asks

[maeleelee]

You’re my future.

I had gotten really sad last night because of my personal life and really needed something to make me happy. So I wrote a drabble.

Wooyoung x reader.

Fluff to the max if you ask me.

She sat there sighing. He was supposed to meet her here, at the coffee shop he recommended. The only good thing that happened was the coffee she had gotten.

She knew dating would be difficult after she got out of her marriage. She loved the man but he didn’t love her enough so she left. She couldn’t beat herself up anymore. “Bunny.” She turned her head and smiled softly as her best friend Mar sat down in the seat in front of her.

“Cassi told me you were here. You okay?” She shrugged.

“Yeah. This is the second time this week. Guess they don’t want someone who’s been used.” She mumbled towards her best friend.

“Don’t do that to yourself y/n. You’re amazing and the right person will come in and sweep you off your feet.” Mar smiled at her. “Please know that none of these men are worth any of your time. Now get up, we’re going back to mommy’s house.” Mar held out their hand.

Y/n grabbed Mar’s hand and stood up, as they were heading out the door, y/n accidentally bumped into someone and coffee hit her and the floor. “Shit. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” She mumbled out. She looked up and froze when she saw the man in front of her. “Wooyoung?” She questioned.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” He smiled brightly. Fuck did she love that smile. They had been close friends in high school and then in college. They only fell out because she got her dream job at a bakery and he became a chef in a different country.

“I think I should be asking you that.” She giggled. “Oh! This is my bun bun, Mar. Mar this is Wooyoung. We were best friends in college.” Y/n smiled.

“Highschool too. Nice to meet you Mar.” He smiled brightly. “What are you doing in town? How’s the husband?” Her face dropped and his eyes widened. “Oh shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t-“ She cut him off with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

“I left him. It wasn’t going well and trust had been broken and yeah. Just, I decided I needed to look out for myself.” She shrugged.

“Good. I didn’t like the douche. He wasn’t good enough for you. You’ve always deserved to be treated like the princess you are.” He smiled as he touched her cheek softly.

“Are you flirting again?” The three looked over and y/n giggled at the boy.

“Hey Yeosang.” Y/n smiled and waved.

“No way! Y/n how have been.” He smiled at y/n.

“I’m good. This is my bun bun, Mar. Mar this is Yeosang. Another friend from school.” Mar giggled as she watched y/n turn red as Wooyoung moved to push hair behind her ear.

“We have to get going and I’d like to get the coffee off of me. I’ll see you around.” She smiled at the two boys and headed out the door with Mar.

~

“I need you to stop spacing out and talk to me. Why did you never tell her you loved her?” Yeosang asked Wooyoung as they sat at the table. Wooyoung had got a new coffee.

“Because when I was finally gonna tell her she got with her ex. I never had the chance to show her I could treat her better. He pulled her away. And we went overseas.” He sighed.

“I think we should go see if she still works at that bakery tomorrow and you finally tell her you’ve liked her for years. You both deserve to be happy and the way she smiled and blushed when you stood in front of her tells me she at least likes you.” Yeosang told the boy. “This is your chance. Go for it.”

~

Y/n smiled as she walked into the bakery with Kayla next to her. “You ready for today?” Kayla asked her. She shook her head and sighed.

“I almost called out. I just feel like the world is caving in on me again.” Y/n mumbled as she moved around cupcakes and muffins.

“Baby.” Kayla pouted.

“I’ll be fine. Reasons I still came in.” Y/n smiled at Kayla but it didn’t reach her eyes, which continued to happen more often than not now. It made Kayla sad watching the once happy y/n be so hurt. They had finally gotten everything ready for the day and all the muffins out.

The doorbell rang and Kayla smiled and shouted a ‘hello’. “Hi. I’m looking for y/n.. does she still work here?” Y/n poked her head up from behind the counter and smiled.

“Well hello there.” Kayla watched the smile, on y/n’s face, go to her eyes. “What can I do for you?”

“Go to dinner with me? Whenever you’re free?” Wooyoung asked her.

“I get off at six thirty. Pick me up?” She said, giggling lightly.

“I’ll be here bunny.” He smiled and walked back towards the door.

She looked at Kayla who was looking at her with a raised eyebrow. “Bunny, huh?” Y/n’s face got red and she pouted.

“We were best friends before I got married. We really liked Zootopia and decided I was the bunny and he was the fox. It became our thing.” She smiled as a light blush went across her cheeks.

“You know they end up together at the end of that movie, right?” Kayla giggled.

“I-“ y/n froze and pouted at her. “Don’t jinx it. I always liked him. I just never thought he felt the same so I moved on.”

“Well, I think it’s safe to say he likes you too, bunny.” Kayla smirked as she started doing more stuff around the store. Y/n stood there, flustered and all smiles.

~

“Hi.” She was smiling at Wooyoung, who was holding out flowers. “I hope you like them.”

“You remember my favorite flower?” She looked at him.

“I remember a lot about my future.” He whispered to her. She looked back up at him as she grabbed the flowers.

“Your future?” She questioned.

“You. You’re my future. I’m not letting you get away again.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her to him. “He took you from me and I hated myself for not telling you how I felt for the longest time. I want to show you how much someone can actually love someone. I’ll prove to you that happy endings do happen and that you’re so worth it. One chance, that’s all I’m asking for.” He looked at her.

“Kiss me.” She whispered and he did just that.

He pressed his lips to hers and she knew he was the one. The one she had been waiting on her whole life. He was her home and she was his.

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[taeem]

maggot brain | san & wooyoung x fem!reader

summary: you and your boyfriend san decide to experiment with your new neighbor

↳ warnings : dom!san, sub!wooyoung, drunk/high sex, slight age gap, creampies, anal, penetrative sex, unprotected sex lol

You and San had moved into your apartment complex a few weeks ago. It wasn't the best but it was decent enough to live peacefully, "Did you see the way the landlady stared at me?" You chuckled while unlocking the apartment door,  San shook his head with amusement.

"Maybe she thought you were insanely beautiful."

"Or insanely high." You countered as you tossed your bag on the table, you both shared a cozy apartment. There was a reasonable amount of space, one bedroom and a window seal that overlooked a few of your neighbors balconies. 

You collapsed onto your bed before looking up at San who was leaning against the rooms door frame, a mischievous smirk danced across his lips and his eyebrow cocked, you followed the direction of his eyes to see the little baggy he was shaking in the air. 

"Hongjoong supplied me." He said as he plopped down next to you, grinning like a cat. Experimenting with drugs was nothing new to you or San as you guys often got faded together and had incredible sex or simply stayed up past midnight chatting away about everything.

"What is it?" You asked, a soft smile spread on your face as your eyes reflected into his. 

"Ketamine."

Your eyebrows raised, "what does it do?"

"Make it feel like everything is going in slow motion."

"Okay.. let's try it."

Slow is how everything truly felt as you laid sprawled across the red sheets on your bed, San was equally as naked, resting the back of his head on your stomach. He was breathing in the same rhythmn as your soft abdomen and staring blankly at the ceiling, "Y/n."

"Hm?" You mewled as you dragged your fingers slowly through his faded pink hair.

"What is your ultimate fantasy?"

You laid there silently for a second,  letting the question completely sink in.

"Sex wise?"

"Yeah."

You shifted your eyes from his shaded face and to the ceiling

"To have sex with another guy and you." The words left your mouth so casually as he turned to face you, "sex with another guy.. " his eyes traced out all of your features,  "and me." 

You remained silent, lining your eyes up with his and smiling.

"That's my dream too" he began to chuckle. "One with dark hair, real pretty" you mumbled.

"Or maybe blonde" he added,  now completely facing you with clouded eyes.

"Oh? you like blondes?" you snickered as a cheesy smile spread across his face.

Little did you both know that your own mutual fantasy was living in the same building.

-

San was playfully shoving you as you guys stumbled towards your neighborhoods wall of mailboxes. Both of your laughter came to a halt as y'all approached a boy whose hair was black at the top but blonde at the bottom. He was twisting his key into his own mailbox as you and San shared a telling glance, already knowing what the other was thinking. You pushed him foward, silently laughing at how he tried to open the mail box in a cool fashion. "Hello" San said as you slid beside him in a lazy attempt to see your neighbors face more clearly. "Hii" his voice was sweet and almost sing songy, you and San could barely hide the giddy smiles that stretched across your faces as he greeted you both.

"Are you the new neighbor?" You asked,  already knowing the answer, he nodded lightly "Yes, i just moved in actually." A halfhearted "cool" left Sans mouth as you leaned against him

"What's your name?"

"It's Wooyoung, and you guys are..?"

"Oh i'm y/n and this is my boyfriend San" you answered swiftly, watching as Wooyoung looked between the two of you with a straight smile, a small dimple appearing next to his lips. "Alright well y/n, San, " the dark haired boy briskly excused himself with a promising "I'll see you guys around." You both waited for him to vanish behind the corner before speaking.

"He was cute" you chuckled, San humming in response as he tapped the loose mail against his hand before shutting and locking the mailbox.

-

You and San rested against your open window seal, you had your head leaning against his thigh with your eyes closed,  taking in the sound of outside as he quietly skimmed through a comic book. You both enjoyed silent moments like this, peacefully becoming one with everything around you.

click

The sound of a lighter caught Sans attention, he glanced up at the balcony next to y'alls to see a smoking Wooyoung. 

"Hi~" he gleamed, letting the cigarette rest between his two fingers as he leaned against his balcony railing. "Hello" you hummed, feeling a jolt in your stomach as you made eye contact with the beautiful boy. "How are you guys?" he asked, taking another drag from the cigarette.

"Good" San replied, placing his book into his lap.

"Do you wanna hang out later?" you asked boldly, a wave of relief and excitement washed over you when he nodded gently.

"Yeah that'd be cool, where do you want to go?"

You perked up "We can go eat something."

"Yeah?" he flicked the cigarette bud into a bush and smiled before placing both his hands in the pockets of his (really cool) racer jacket. "I'll meet you guys around 6?" You both looked at each other for approval before nodding sheepishly.

-

"So do you live alone?" you asked, as you took a sip of your coca cola.

The three of you were sitting at a table together eating chinese food and asking questions about Wooyoungs personal life.

"Yes, moving here was actually super last minute since i recently got into a argument with my parents."

"Oh?," Sans eyebrows raised as he chewed a mouthful of rice, "how come."

You both watched as the sweet boy looked to the side, suddenly embarrassed.

"They found out about my bisexuality and refused to accept it." Those words made your blood immediately boil, "screw them."

San mirrored your energy, "you're always welcome with us, we don't judge." You both tapped your glasses together, drinking to Sans statement which amused Wooyoung. "How old are you guys?" his eyes shifted from San to you, "20, San is 22."

The pink haired boy leaned back in his seat "and you?"

Wooyoung smiled bashfully, practically hiding behind his own bangs, "18..."

"Oh you're a baby." You teased, causing the younger boy to groan out of embarrassment as San smirked, finding his duality attractive.

"Have you dabbled with any drugs yet?" he asked flatly, eyes glued on the boy as he took a sip from his glass. "Something like that" he mumbled, feeling the butterflies in his stomach begin to grow as you and San glanced at each other knowingly. "Would you like to come back to our place and try out a pill or two?"

Wooyoung swallowed the nervous lump in his throat, he could feel his hands beginning to turn clammy and oddly enough, a wave of arousal was stirring deep in his stomach from your question. Trying to keep a cool composure he smirked lightly "I thought you'd never ask." 

The three of you laughed together at his cheeky response before asking for the bill.

-

The walk back to you and Sans place was lively and even though you both only met the boy a day or so ago. It felt like the three of you had been best friends for awhile. 

"I'm warning you now, San can hardly hold his liquor." You snickered as you watched your pink haired lover struggle to get the key into the door. "Shut up" he whined, finally opening the door and stumbling in as you and Wooyoung followed behind him. You had your arm around the dizzy boys shoulder, randomly noticing that you were a inch or two taller than him as he leaned his weight against you.

"Welcome to our beautiful kingdom" San murmered, disappearing into the bathroom as you and Wooyoung fell back first onto the bed, you watched the younger boy sit up and look around with basic curiosity. "You guys have a really nice room" he slurred, continuing to talk but you weren't listening, only watching as his pretty lips moved, the only thing running through your mind was how bad you wanted to kiss him.

"I hope you guys weren't bored without me" San entered the room again, a new small baggy in his hand, 5 transparent pills filled with white powder tinkered around as he laid next to Wooyoung. Using his elbow as support, the cat eyed boy looked at the two of you with a small smirk.

"What is it?" Wooyoung asked softly.

"Molly, " San replied, "have you ever tried it?"

He shook his head slowly as both you and San grinned,

"We'll be like.. your first"

"Everything" you finished his sentence,  "this will be a night you won't forget."

The words left your mouth like butter and landed right in Wooyoung's jeans as his body shivered at the thought of what those words implied.

You slid off the bed to connect your phone to your speaker, maggot brain by the Funkedalics began to play lowly in the background as San pulled a pill out for each of you.

"Say ah" San whispered lowly as he held the pill over Wooyoungs mouth, you both watched as he shyly parted his lips exposing his perfectly pink tongue, holding his position as he waited patiently for San to drop the pill. Which he did and followed behind it with his lips, you watched feverishly as Wooyoung succumbed to the kiss, god was it a sight to see.

The way San's lips glided against his made you squeeze your legs with excitement. Watching as he pulled away slowly, his eyes were completely clouded and deeply focused on Wooyoung.

"Swallow it for me."

You loved this dominant side of San, the way it made his voice husky and demanding. Wooyoungs swallowed the pill submissively as the tent in his jeans ached. His mouth felt watery and his breathe was heavy, as he was already craving to feel San's tongue against his again.

"Here baby." The pink haired boy handed you your own pill, which you placed on your tongue immediately and leaned in eager for the same treatment. Which he didn't hesitate to give, his lips crashed against yours. The kiss was sloppy and rough, letting the pill slide down your throat as you bit down on his bottom lip and dragged it out.

"Fuck" Wooyoung moaned under his breath,  completely hard from watching.

You chuckled, "it's gonna kick in soon so brace yourself." San nodded as he started undressing, smirking at how entranced the two of you were with his body. He leaned down and scooped up Wooyoung, placing him at the top of the bed before leaning down and leaving another peck on his lips.

"You are so pretty, you know that right." Wooyoung could only stare breathlessly, completely engulfed in how tender San's words felt in the moment.

"Help me undress him" San commanded as he started to unbutton Wooyoung's black dress shirt, you didn't need to say a word and followed suit. Unzipping his jeans and tugging them down his legs, ignoring how wet his neglected bulge was making you.

"ah- San" Wooyoung whimpered, his back arching with every kiss San placed on his skin, "I think he's starting to feel it." San teased before sinking his teeth into Woo's sensitive tan shoulder causing him to cry out.

His eyes were watery and filled with so much need as he trailed his hand down his own stomach, the sensation was unexplainable; he felt like he was melting into himself as he lazily palmed his leaking dick through his grey boxers, a large wet stain had already formed where his tip pressed up against. You watched with lustful eyes, seeing him like this just made you want to devour him whole, how could someone be so beautiful yet so erotic?

You thought to yourself as you slid your dress off and unhooked your bra, letting the articles of clothing fall to the floor before crawling up the bed to the boys and running your hand sensually up San's back to gain his attention.

You could tell that the Molly had completely settled in for the both of you by the way he cupped your cheek and the longer you stared at his skin you began to notice it was vibrating and the drawn out cords playing in the background began to distort, slowing down and speeding up. "I love you so much" you murmered,  hovering only inches away from his face, you were breathing in each other, mouths both hung open and desperate to connect.

"I love you more baby." His hand found its way to your neck and he gave it a squeeze,  just enough for you to feel light headed,  weak. You were so vulnerable under his touch, "Lets show our little Prince how intense our love is."

You nodded mindlessly before he lifted his grasp from your throat and traced his thumb down Woo's lower stomach, stopping at his boxer band. "Have you took it up the ass yet, hm?" San asked while tugging the tight fabric down his golden legs, watching as his pretty dick slapped against his own stomach. Wooyoung nodded his head weakly, he was completely faded and couldn't feel anything besides the buzzing of arousal and the thumping of his heartbeat.

"You think you can take me?" San asked softly, running his hand over the boys ass cheek as his other hand steadily stroked himself.

"I think he could take every inch" you instigated before laying on the right side of Wooyoung, knowing full well how big San's dick could get and how much of a challenge it had been for you.

Staring directly into his dilated pupils you hummed a condescending "right?" and he nodded dumbly, liking the way you both were talking about him as if he wasn't there.

"Yes.. please, use me" he reached out and grabbed your left hand, placing it shamelessly on his leaking dick, "touch me..please." He begged, hardly able get the words out, desperate for any kind of friction. "Don't cry baby, we're gonna make you feel so good." You cooed, unable to deny how turned on you were right now.

A river basically flowing in between your legs as you began to stroke him at a even pace, loving how each tug caused a different part of him to shake with pleasure. Your eyes shifted up to San who was watching hungrily, licking his lips as he hovered over the squirming Wooyoung.

Silently he ran his slender fingers over Woo's soft lips, groaning breathlessly at how he knew to open his mouth. Woo's shaky eyes were glued on San's as he started to suck on all of his fingers. "You're so sweet" San hissed, his dick twitching at every twist and twirl the dark haired boy had did with his tongue before deciding they were wet enough. Pulling his fingers out as a string of saliva stretched as thin as it could until it broke.

"Turn over" San commanded, his pink hair hiding the satisfied look in his eyes at how quickly Woo followed directions. You continued to whisper praises and compliments in his ear as you stroked him. Watching as San pressed two soaked fingers into Wooyoung's warmth. Causing the overstimulated boy to arch his back at the sudden sensation of fullness.

A choked cry leaving his swollen lips, followed by an unexpected orgasm that shot right through him like a bullet, his hot cum spurting right into your hand.

"Wow" You watched in awe at the way his dick pulsated as you continuing to milk him, he let out several jumbled "I'm sorry's." Ashamed of the mess he made as the cum leaked down your fingers and onto the maroon blanket.

San on the other hand was so amused,  he leaned up and pressed soft kisses on the boys ears and tear stained cheeks "It's okay baby, just don't tap out on me alright? we just got started." His voice was comforting and seductive as he looked over at you with hooded eyes. You knew that you both were about to give him the best fuck of his lifetime.

San turned him to the side as you pressed your back up against the whimpering boys chest, lifting your leg just enough so that you could line his sore length up with your soaked pussy. "You just came and you're already hard again?" you teased, grinding against his overly sensitive tip, giving him just enough to taste but not enough to get off to.

Wooyoung's head was so empty at this point and each movement was out of complete desperation as he brought one of his hands up to your breast, groping it roughly and rutted his sticky dick between your inner thighs.

"Are you ready for this" San growled, stroking his slicked up dick with Woo's saliva before pressing it against the boys warm entrance. Wooyoung didn't have a chance to respond before San slammed himself completely into him, sending a shock wave of pain through Woo's exhausted body.

This chain reaction forced him to shove the entirety of his length into you, "F-fuck" you cried out as Wooyoung sunk his teeth right into your shoulder, unable to control the way his hips were slapping against you. He was completely lost in the pain and the pleasure, unaware of how hard his nails were now digging into your hip as you were sure it'd draw blood.

"You're so tight. " San groaned into Wooyoung's neck as he chased the high that was building up in his stomach, "It's okay if i come inside of you right." San asked shakily,  not really looking for a answer as he plunged into him one last time. His hips stuttered as he groaned with each spurt of cum that spilled into Wooyoung. The feeling of his abused walks being coated was enough to push Woo over the edge as he buried his face deep into your back, his entire body practically curling up as he came hard inside of you. You bit down on your lip hard, as you could feel him pulsating against your walls and filling you to the brim. Your eyes rolled back with ecstasy as the knot in your stomach finally came undone and all you could see was that hot white flash of climax.

Wooyoung was reduced to nothing but numb, mindless, sex high humping as he grinded the last bit of cum into you before falling flat. Your muscles were weak and tired but the three of you could still feel your skin vibrating with heat and love. "You did so good" San whispered as he patted Wooyoungs sticky hair and leaned over kissing you sweetly.

You could only smile in response as the high began to wear off and Wooyoung had already slipped into sleep. You and San quietly worked together to clean him and yourselves up before cuddling up against him and going to sleep.

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[enha-hype]

♪ song series ♪

hi! this is the first instalment in a series of oneshots i will be writing based on/inspired by a certain song. i recommend listening to the song once (even if you've already heard it) before you read it <3

#1 first time (song | song with lyrics)

pairing : choi san x gender neutral reader, ex bf!jung wooyoung x reader

genre : songfic, angst, fluff, comfort, friends to lovers

warnings : none

w.c. : 1.1k

disclaimer : this is purely a work of fiction made for entertainment purposes only!

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Jung Wooyoung had been your first love. You two had dated for only about five months before things turned sour, but the impact those few months had on you was long-lasting. Of course, you had been in love with him long before you actually got together. And it didn't help that you were the only one who seemed to find it so hard to move on while he appeared perfectly happy.

It happened back when you were both in high school, so naturally you were both a bit immature and made mistakes. But the difference was that at the end of the day, you were always willing to learn from them and do better, because you loved him and really wanted it to work. He, on the other hand, never cared enough to try, and it made you feel like you weren't worth the effort.

It didn't seem to faze him at all when you finally ended things, which left you wondering if he ever even loved you in the first place. Because if he cared even half as much as you did, it shouldn't have been so easy for him to walk away, right? Then you would think back to the start of your relationship - the good times you had, the sweet things he did for you - and you would start questioning where it went wrong. Surely, he didn't just wake up one day and fall out of love? Something must have triggered it. You had been so sure you were destined to be together; you fit like two puzzle pieces. How exactly did you mess up? Then you would have to remind yourself that the onus wasn't just on you; it takes two to make any relationship work. You would remind yourself of all the things that had been wrong with the relationship, that you were better off without him. But love tends to blind you to those faults, doesn't it? And when a jarring alarm plunged you back into reality, it hurt all over again. But you couldn't help it, he had been your dream for so long that you had forgotten how to let go.

* * *

Choi San is your best friend. You shared a class on the first day of college where he made some snide comment about the racist professor, and you found it so funny that the sip of water you had just taken came spewing out of your nose. Needless to say, you two had been inseparable since then. Almost a whole year into your friendship, he confessed he had developed feelings for you. He knew that you didn't feel the same, and assured you he didn't expect anything of you. He just wanted to be honest about what he felt. You braced yourself for the end of your friendship - but surprisingly, it persevered. And so things went back to normal. Well, almost - you stopped talking to him about your lingering feelings for Wooyoung.

* * *

You don't know when exactly those feelings faded.

Graduation is in a few months and you can hardly believe it. You're at the park near your university where you've spent countless afternoons. A dozen more afternoons to go and you won't be able to do this anymore. You look over at San lying on the grass next to you, his eyes closed, his mouth turned upwards in a content smile. The sun on his cheeks. The soft breeze ruffling his hair. You find yourself smiling, too.

You don't know when these new feelings started making themselves known, either. Or what set them off, for that matter.

Maybe it was that time you called him in the middle of the night when the power was out. You hadn't expected him to answer even if he was somehow awake, because you had just had an argument that day and hadn't talked since. You didn't argue often but when you did, you both needed a bit of space for a day or two to sulk, before eventually talking it out and making up. So it hadn't even been a whole day since the fight, and if it weren't for the dark, and the thunderstorm roaring outside, and the nightmare you had just woken up crying from, you wouldn't even have called him but you did. Because he was the only person that came to mind. And he answered, like he always did. And that was the first time he sang to you. His voice felt like being kissed on the forehead as you drifted off to sleep.

Or maybe the time you showed him your plushie collection and he got so excited you couldn't handle how cute he was.

Or the time you got so worried when he missed class one day and he wouldn't answer any of your calls or texts and it turned out it was because he had to take a wounded kitten to the vet.

Or the time you cooked him his favourite meal for his birthday and he wouldn't stop boasting about it to everyone.

“What are you staring at?” the sound of his voice pulls you back to the present, and you realise your eyes have been glued to his face for who knows how long.

He arches an eyebrow at you, his soft smile stretching out into a teasing grin, and you could swear you feel butterflies in your stomach. Butterflies that you thought had long died, back in highschool.

“Nothing,”

He shakes his head, resuming his sun bath. You resume admiring his features.

This wasn't pity or gratitude, you were sure. You didn't know what this was yet but you knew it wasn't that. And you knew that whatever this was, it felt as warm and golden as the sunlight on your faces.

You lay down next to him, scooting a little closer than you usually would. If he notices this, he doesn't say anything. You try to think of the last time you thought about Wooyoung and find that surprisingly, you can't remember. And nor does it bother you. He is no longer the face that frequents your dreams, or the name that makes your heart do summersaults.

Your fingers softly graze San's. He doesn't respond at first, and you think he's fallen asleep. Then they twitch, just a little - hesitant, confused. Your fingertips caress the side of his hand every so lightly, and you link your little finger with his. There's a brief pause. Then he takes your hand in his, and you give it a tight squeeze. He squeezes back. All this, while the rest of your bodies lay motionless and your hearts race like the wings of a hummingbird. All this, while your eyes are closed and your giddy smiles light up your faces like the sun.

A passerby might not have noticed this little interaction. Even if they did, they wouldn't think much of it - just two friends fiddling around, or maybe a couple enjoying their date. But only the two of you would know the gravity of this moment. Only the two of you feel the silent shift in your relationship, of new dreams taking shape. A small step in the eyes of everyone else, a giant leap for the both of you.

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[baek-at-it-again95]

Walk The Plank (K.HJ x fem reader)

Chapter 9: Hongjoong’s Dream

You had grown up hearing tales about the infamous pirate crew ATEEZ—the fearless, power-hungry men that roamed the seas in search of the most valuable treasure they could lay their hands on. You almost didn’t believe the stories your mother had told you as a child...not until you wound up on their ship  

Warnings for this chapter: Weapons, blood, injury, self-inflicted injury, cursing, (omg it sounds so bad to write it out dsjhbfjf)

A/N: Finally!! School is going to be rough this week, but I can’t stop writing this instead of studying lol. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Previous: Chapter 8, Masterlist

Chapter 9: Hongjoong’s Dream

The group becomes impatient as the journey drags on.

"Where is it?" Wooyoung whines.

"We should be at the cavern riiiight...now," Hongjoong says, scratching his head. He looks up and down from his map as if a cavern will suddenly appear in front of him. San moves over to take a look at the map for himself and Wooyoung follows close behind.

Jongho furrows his eyebrows—one of his habits that you adore. "Where do you think—AH!" Your eyes widen as he takes a step forward and falls...through the ground?

"Jongho!" you exclaim, rushing over to where he had just been. You look down to the ground to discover some sort of a tunnel...like a slide. "Jongho?" you shout again, kneeling by the opening.

"I'm alright! Come down here!" You hear him shout, his voice echoing. You give a look of confusion to the seven other men who have gathered around you. "He says to go down there with him," you relay. Hongjoong kneels next to you.

"Ladies first." You nod, accepting his outstretched hand for him to guide you and lower you into the tunnel. It is made of cold, uneven stone, and is big enough for someone quite a bit taller than you to be able to duck down into. It's a bit deeper than you expected and it descends at an angle after the initial drop. When you exit the tunnel, you find yourself in a very large cavern, where Jongho immediately runs over to help you. As you look up to assure him that you're alright, your eyes meet the huge waterfall that runs down the back left of the cavern. 

There are small places in the ceiling of the cavern where sunlight breaks through, reflecting onto the water and illuminating the dark space just enough. Mosses and plants you have never seen before grow only in the places that the direct slivers of light can reach.

"A waterfall!" You gasp. "I just knew it would be here!" The smile you receive from Jongho is so precious that you just wish it could last forever. Only a moment later, San exits the tunnel. 

"Well would ya look at that," he marvels, taking in the high ceilings as he brushes his clothes off.

"Oof!" Wooyoung runs into the back of San's broad shoulders, giggling. "Woah!" He reacts just as San did moments ago, brushing off his clothing and craning his neck around to look at the cavern. The others appear closely after one another, dispersing and observing their surroundings.

"Look over here!" Mingi's deep voice rumbles, echoing. You gather around to see a series of pictures on the smooth stone of the wall that Mingi stands before. They almost look like the hieroglyphs you had learned about as a child while reading your father's studies.

There are three scenes on the wall. The first has figures that gather around some kind of circular object. A shadow is cast over the object and a single person in front of it. "That is where the eternal sunshine does not reach," you mumble, brushing your fingers delicately over the painting. A stream of red falls from the person and onto the object. 

Hongjoong stands next to you, eyes moving to the second picture. You breathe a sigh of relief after counting the same number of figures in the first and second picture. "The Cromer." Hongjoong places a black painted finger to the simple painted hourglass. It appears to be in the hands of the figure with the red coming from them. "A blood sacrifice."

Upon further inspection, the third part is not a picture, but a verse that you had heard recited by your father years ago. 

A Sacrifice of He With Utmost Trust

A Simple Task of None

One for All

All for One

From the End of the Beginning

To the Beginning of the End

Prove Yourself Willing.

Wooyoung clicks his tongue. "Well, now we know where Mingi got the sacrifice idea." 

"The place where the figure is standing is not reached by the sunlight that slips through the roof of the cavern," you note. You look around the large, dim area and try to match up where that space would be. 

"A sacrifice of trust," Jongho repeats to himself. "Must we choose who we trust the most?" 

"I was thinking of that," Yunho replies. "What else would it be asking?" After exchanging these words, all heads turn to Captain Kim Hongjoong. Your stomach turns at the thought of something happening to him. Him, who you had grown very fond of. Fond of all of the men around you, actually. You decide that you would not handle it well if they were harmed. You quickly reach out for Hongjoong's good hand, grip tightening around his wrist. He gives you a smile that makes your heart flutter, even in your state of worry.

"Nothing will happen to me, love. I will be right here, hm?" He adjusts your grip, now holding your hand and bringing it to his lips to place a gentle kiss. You feel as if you could fly, his gesture giving you much needed assurance. In return, you manage to give him a small bow, slightly dazed by his actions. 

Hongjoong and Seonghwa then take the lead, each with a cutlass at the ready to protect their crew. You draw farther into the center of the cavern. "There." Mingi points to a circular piece of stone that rises slightly from the ground, near the stone wall to your right. It is untouched by any sliver of sunlight. 

Hongjoong makes his way to the raised stone, crouching down to brush his fingers against it. 

"Well then..." Yeosang pulls the diamond dagger that you had discovered earlier from his belt, reaching for Hongjoong's hand. "Let's make this quick." The captain inhales sharply before Yeosang pushes the dagger into his palm, drawing dark red liquid. His face twitches but he remains collected. You and the seven men surrounding him are eerily quiet, watching his every action without so much as a breath. 

Hongjoong slowly places his bloodied hand on the circular stone below, staining it crimson.

You listen.

You look.

But nothing happens.

"Did we not understand the directions?" Wooyoung hisses. 

"It can't be...how else could we interpret them?" Seonghwa frowns. Jongho speaks up, albeit timidly.

"What if the captain is not the person we need?"

Hongjoong raises an eyebrow at the youngest. "What do you reckon?"

"Well..." Jongho shifts his weight between his feet. "I trust Y/N."

"M-me?" You stammer, not expecting his words in the slightest. The captain glances over Jongho with his one eye, expression unreadable.

"Very well. I trust her, too," he says finally. Although it's heartwarming that they trust you, you're not sure if it's you that will be able to retrieve the Cromer. You only met them just recently. Maybe you had interpreted the riddles wrong, like Wooyoung said. 

"Me as well." Yeosang joins. He lowers himself onto his knee in front of you, bowing in respect. 

Before you know it, all eight of them have lowered themselves to a knee around you.

"Okay." You take a shaky breath as you close your eyes and hold out your palm to Yeosang. You wince at the initial pain of the dagger, but it quickly dulls. And so, you place your hand onto the stone.

The ground feels as if it's shaking for a moment and Hongjoong reaches out to steady you. A stone identical to the one beneath your palm rises to the surface in the plunge basin. Then, another one appears closer to the waterfall. And another. "Stepping stones," Mingi observes.

One more rumble of the cavern and the stream of the waterfall parts, revealing a small object that glistens as it catches a string of light. 

"Y/N, you did it!" Wooyoung exclaims.

"Not yet," San warns, keeping a hold on Wooyoung before he can begin to run around. Hongjoong pulls you up by your forearm and looks you in your eyes.

"You can do this, Y/N."

"On my own?" you whisper. 

"Yes, darling. We will be right here. You are the one that must obtain the Cromer." Nodding, you walk your way to the edge of the body of water. In any other circumstance, you would be avoiding water in a strange foreign cavern that bears a magical item. Obviously. However, everyone is trusting you; everyone is counting on you. Hongjoong is counting on you. In such a short amount of time on your journey together, you are afraid you have fallen for him. You admire how he takes care of his crew, how he is driven, and how he will obtain whatever he desires no matter what. He is cunning, respectful, and beautiful. It makes your knees weak just thinking about him. Not to mention his friends. The seven men that you have made a connection with have your entire heart. So, in this circumstance, you will do what you can for them.

You leap onto the closest steppingstone, relieved when you land on it with perfect balance. When you leap to the second, Mingi takes position at the first stone. "I'll be here, okay?"

"Okay." One more jump and you're already halfway to the Cromer. You're not sure if your legs are shaky or if the stone beneath you is a bit wobbly. Maybe you can make it all in one go. Without hesitation, you jump to the fourth stone and immediately to the next, and the next. You've made it. Where the water parts in front of you, a golden hourglass is placed on a pedestal made of smooth stone. It's almost unreal to see it before you after only seeing drawings of it in your father's books. The mist from the waterfall is cool as it tickles your face. You blink the droplets away to observe the shiny object of desire before snatching it swiftly. The pedestal that it had been placed on makes a low rumbling noise as it starts to lower into the ground.

You do not want to be here to find out what will happen after. 

"Good work Y/N, come back quickly!" Seonghwa shouts from the far end of the plunge basin. You listen to his words, quickly jumping across the first three stones like you had before, the Cromer locked in a tight grip at your chest. As you leap to the fourth, the ground begins to shake again. You to lose balance and one of your legs dips into the water before you catch yourself. It stings, but now is not the time to focus on it. You push yourself up, jumping to the second to last stone. Now it feels as if the entire cavern is shaking...like it's going to collapse. Pieces of stone from above start to fall into the water around you, small at first. You know it won't be long before the whole ceiling caves in.

"Shit, Y/N," Mingi says, still standing on the first stone. "Your leg." You look down to see blood streaming down your leg, and only now do you realize you had scraped it on the side of the stone when it plunged into the water. 

"I'm alright," you breathe, more worried about escaping the crumbling cavern. 

"Quick, come here." You hesitate, worried about not having enough room to land your jump. "I got you," he assures. As soon as your foot touches the steppingstone, he grabs you, steadying your frame against his. When you're safe next to him, he picks you up with one arm under your knees and the other supporting your back. "Trust me, okay?" The stone of the cavern seems to groan, getting louder as the ground shakes again. 

"Okay." Mingi looks to Yunho, who stands in front of you at the edge of the water. Just seconds after, you're thrown towards him. You let out a yelp before landing safely in Yunho's big arms. You keep the Cromer clutched to your chest for dear life.

"Everyone out!" Hongjoong demands, standing back as the others run for the tunnel you had entered. Yunho keeps you in his arms until you reach the tunnel, setting you down gently. You wobble as you adjust to the shaking ground and he grips your arm to steady you. Jongho appears on your other side and takes your free arm. 

"After you, pirate queen." He gives you his gummy smile and you smile back at him as he guides you up the tunnel, urgently but carefully. He makes sure you stay steady on your leg that has the injury of unknown severity. The scrape hadn't felt that deep—but the boys did not want to take any chances.

At the entrance of the tunnel, Jongho pulls himself onto the grass above before reaching down to help you out. It takes everything in you not to fall to the ground in relief once you're outside. 

One after another, the seven others exit the crumbling cavern, with Hongjoong being the last to appear. His hook digs into the ground surrounding the tunnel as he pulls himself out. "Everyone move, we must make sure we are far enough away from here." 

You're eager to rest, so you listen to his words. You all start towards the south shore of the island, walking far enough until Seonghwa determines that you are out of harm's way. 

"Now can we celebrate?" Wooyoung sighs, sitting down and propping his back against a tree.

"Not yet. Make sure Y/N and Mingi are alright," Seonghwa scolds. You look over to Mingi, unaware of anything that had happened behind you.

"I will be fine. Just a bruise," Mingi sighs, tapping his arm. A piece of rock of a decent size must have hit him on the way out. Seonghwa looks to you.

"Y/N?"

"I am alright," you reply, crouching down to examine your leg. The scrape is not too deep, and the blood is nearly dry. "It is superficial." You smile, holding up the Cromer in your hand. "And I am even better because we have this!" 

"We did it!" San laughs, pulling you into a hug. 

Yeosang groans. "Thank the heavens. I thought we might be searching for something that doesn't even exist." 

"You doubt your captain?" Wooyoung teases.

"No. But without Y/N, who knows where we would be right now." You give Yeosang a shy smile, bowing respectfully. Hongjoong makes his way over to you and you readily hand him the magical artifact. He takes it with his hook, holding it through one of the bars that frames the hourglass at the center. With his right hand, he takes your hand in his, placing another kiss to it.

"Thank you, Y/N. You have our utmost respect and gratitude." You give him a polite curtsy. "And on behalf of all of us,"

 he adds, "I would like you to join our crew. ATEEZ could use a skilled pirate like you." Hongjoong's words fill you with excitement. You don't even have to think about your answer.

"I would be honored!" You exclaim. "This adventure has meant everything to me. I would love to join your crew if you'll have me, Captain."

He gives you a nod, a pretty smile on his face. "Come, then! Let us make it back to the ship before dusk." Hongjoong and Seonghwa take their place in front of you all and start to lead you back to the ship. Jongho takes his place at your side again. "We are honored to have you, pirate queen."

Nothing can hold back the smile that appears on your face. In fact, your cheeks start to ache from doing so.

"That I am." You pause. "A pirate."

>>chapter 10

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[justhere4kpop]

Chapter 14: Better

“Mingi you can’t be here.” I said hiding behind the door.

“Like hell I can’t!” he pushed the door open. 

“Min please you’ll get in trouble.”

“I don’t care.” he sat on the couch. “Take it back and I’ll go.”

“Mingi I already told you I’m not taking it back.”

“Then I guess I’m staying until you change your mind.”

“Mingi.” my lip trembled. “Please just go. You can’t be here.”

“I can be wherever I damn well choose to be with whoever the fuck I want!” he moreso shouted at the tv than me.

“Mingi” my voice cracked, tears falling. “Please.” I tugged at the end of the hoodie I was wearing…his hoodie I was wearing.

I didn’t want him to go, I wanted him to stay right there. I wanted both of them to stay there I wanted to crawl into that couch next to them and disappear. I wanted to take it all back, but they were better without me. No hate, no threats, no scandals.

“Tell me you didn’t mean it and I’ll go….y/n….Tell me you don’t love Yunho and I’ll go…tell me none of it was real, you were using us for fame and I’ll go. Tell me you don’t love me and I’ll go. ” he stood in front of me. I shook my head no. No….I couldn’t….I couldn’t tell him that. “I’m not going anywhere.” he pulled me into him gently and lifted up my face to look at him, I couldn’t meet his gaze. “You’re crazy you know.” he smiled softly.

“What did you mean no?” I hiccuped.

“I meant no, you can’t just break up with me that easily.” my eyes flicked to his face briefly. “Remember we said we’d deal with it together? Let’s handle it together.”

“I’m too scared Min.”

“That’s why we’re both here. Yunho and I. You don’t have to worry about stuff alone. You weren’t ever alone.”

“Please don’t…….”

“If you think I’m not scared of this every damn day of my life you’re wrong. I’m scared of all of this. I don’t run from it because no matter what my best friends are at my side. Y/n, my love, please…don’t run away from this. If you think Yunho doesn’t feel the same either you’re wrong…..stay here baby….you’re safe here.” he squeezed me tighter and started humming softly. 

It was that stupid voicemail all over again. I started crying against his chest, his shirt getting drenched no way around it. 

“Hey maybe we just moved a little too fast okay?” Yunho spoke up popping in finally. “Sorry I was waiting for the right time to come in with food. I said I was bringing dinner.” I turned around and hiccuped or coughed…still unsure which one kind of in between the two. “It’s okay, let’s pump the brakes a little and just…take our time.” he smiled softly.

Always the voice of reason.

“Please don’t go.” I whispered as he handed me the bag of fried chicken and beers.

“I’m just clearing a space at the table.” he smiled and patted my head. “I’m not going anywhere Tiny.”

“Told you so.” Mingi nudged me gently.

“Min?” Yunho held up my broken camera. “Did you?”

“They did that.” I said quietly.

“The fans?!” Mingi grew hot with anger.

“No the airline….they threw my bag on and it got smashed…I don’t need it anyways.” I sighed.

“You’re a photographer you need a camera.” Yunho deadpanned at me and looked at Mingi.

“Probably not for much longer. It’s fine…Wooyoung was right I don't….I don’t need the job and I can figure something else out.” I shrugged. “I’m okay not having the job.”

“It’s your dream.” they both looked at me.

“I have other dreams too.” I played with the hoodie. “I’m just saying you don’t have to worry…about that.”

We sat down to eat finally, my face puffy from tears. The vibe was tense but slowly calmed as we started eating. I really was happy they were here….I was happy they fought me so hard. I guess sometimes they are right. Yeah…. I needed a hard slap to the head.

“Ow!” I looked at Mingi.

“You said I could slap you when you’re being ridiculous.” he smiled.

“I said that in high school.”

“Still counts. Because you said “as long as we’re together.” he hit me again.

“You bastard.” I rubbed the back of my head. “You’re so getting it later.”

“Promise?” he winked.

“You’re gross.” I stole the piece he was reaching for to eat it.

“Hey! Yunho!!!” he pointed at me stealing the chicken.

“Just take a different piece.” he shrugged his own mouth full.

“Whoa whoa this is a partnership, you can’t just take sides like that.”

“Just did, eat, there’s too much chicken here.” he gestured towards the chicken.

Okay….maybe I was stupid for breaking up with them for 4 days….

“You know you talk a lot of shit for someone who’s single.” Yunho winked at me while looking at Mingi.

“Oh I’m single? Guess who else is.” he pointed at Yunho. “You betray me all the time anyways. Just like those letters! Every time!”

Oh god….losers….my losers.

~Prev/

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[jungkookslipring]

Save Me

AN: I had a nightmare, this exact nightmare last night, so of course my first thought was to write about it lol

TW: mentions of kidnapping 🔴

Pairings: WooSan x Reader 💛

Genre: comfort ❤️‍🩹

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the nightmare that was about to ensue. You were having a fairly normal dream, you were walking on the pier of seattle with a friend, and when said friend ran off to say hi to someone she knew, you walked over to a bench to take a picture of the ferris wheel and the two stadiums in the distance. While you were doing so, there was a man, maybe in his mid 50s, sitting next to you,with another man slightly younger visiting him. The older man then leaned over to the younger guy and said “I’m going to take my daughter for a walk,” as he not so subtly grabbed a hold of your wrist. You froze. This was attempted kidnapping. You were trained your whole life to scream “Help! He’s not my dad!” or vice versa, but somehow the words wouldn’t come out. You gave the younger man a small smile as the older man stood up, your wrist still in his hand. When the older man pulled you behind him, you walked past the young man and whispered

“Save me”.

The older man walked you away from the pier and towards the ferris wheel. Luckily he was out of breath, and when he pulled to the side to take a breather, you yanked your wrist and started running. But fuck dreams because you can’t run like a normal person and you can’t scream either, so the man took off running towards you, and he was getting closer. Why was no one helping you? When he cornered you, your eyes snapped open, and you were greeted with your pitch black room. You were shaking, your heart was beating out of your chest, and you were so close to crying of relief that it was all a nightmare and that you woke up from whatever was about to happen. Your breath hitched there was a small knock on your door. You knew where you were but it was hard to think rationally from what just happened. When the door opened, a familiar redhead slowly made his way through the door.

“Y/n? Is everything okay?” He asked quietly as me walked over to your side of the bed. You let out a shaky sigh.

“Yeah I’m okay, thanks Woo,” you whispered. He turned on your lamp and could see you eyes were just a tad misty. You couldn’t lie to him.

“It was just a stupid nightmare, but it felt so real, you know,” you shrugged, trying to play it off like it was nothing. Wooyoung smiled sadly and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Nothing is stupid if it makes you upset, y/n, isn’t that what you always tell the guys and I?“ he asked gently. You hesitated before nodding. You were definitely a hypocrite.

“Would you like some company?” He asked. You smiled.

“Won’t San come looking for you?” You laughed.

“Yes,” another voice said on the other side of the door. You jumped before seeing it was none other than your zodiac sign buddy, standing there with his Shiber in his arms.

“Science shows that sleeping with a Shiber and your best friends promotes better sleep results,” San said all high and mighty. You snorted.

“Does it now?” You giggle as you accepted Shiber. San and Wooyoung made their way under the covers and snuggled up next to you.

“What would I do without you guys?” You sighed happily as you threw an arm around Wooyoung so he could snuggle into your neck. San hugged you from behind and gave you a quick kiss on your head. Not too long after, everyone was in a deep slumber, and San’s scientific facts ended up being correct.

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[synthetickitsune]

Wooyoung (Ateez) | Assassins AU - based on the prompt: “One more dance?” “One last dance.” by @bookished angst | 0.9k | gn!reader A/N: before life happened i wanted to do these little angsty and scary pieces for each day of october but alas... anyway, i'll probably post some of the ones i managed to finish

The food is good, the music is too. The ballroom sparkles, light reflected in the polished gold and marble. There are couples, old and young, dancing in beautiful dresses and suits, walking arm in arm and sneaking off with so much confidence that no one notices them that it’s laughable. You wish you were in a mood to laugh. Somehow it feels like you’ve run out of good days.

“Interested in one more dance?” you hear a familiar voice and your blood runs cold. Not today. This isn’t what you meant. You turn your head and sure as anything - Wooyoung’s standing there, offering you a hand with an amused expression. There’s a strain to it, though. One you’ve seen on the many occasions that you’ve seen him in pain.

You don’t blame him for trying to fool you with the fake smile.

It can’t be helped.

“One last dance,” you emphasize and there’s a bitter note to your smile that’s perfectly mirrored in his. You’re asking him to change his mind. You’re pleading with him. Begging him. But you both know you were already running on borrowed time for a while now. You both understand well what comes next.

It really can’t be helped.

No more words are said as he leads you to the dancefloor and his body commands yours into the proper position. If you’re standing a little closer together than you should, chest against chest, as little space between your bodies as physically possible, then that’s between you and Wooyoung. It makes you remember, it makes you yearn…

The music rises again and he leads you through the steps. You let him be in charge this once. He’s an amazing dancer, but you’re not exactly surprised by that. You know how incredible his body is and how well he can use it. Your eyes never stray from each other’s and you know he’s remembering too, but instead of the rush of passion, all you feel - all that he feels - is despair. It’s impossible but he tries to pull you closer. 

“I would like to say I’m betting on you but you’re pretty out of your depth here, hm?” his words are teasing, taunting, but his voice begs you to prove him wrong. 

“Out of the two of us, I’m better at thrusting things into someone. And I’m talking from personal experience,” you bite right back, but there’s no poison to it. A pathetic attempt at a joke. 

He chuckles at that, the sound light and airy. Memories again - accidental meeting without obligation, his wink when he paid for your coffee, his high-pitched laugh. And yet - his cruel smirk while you’re coughing out blood and your target that was also his lying in front of you with his throat slit by Wooyoung’s knife. He told you something mean then, too. Something that never failed to make you scoff and your lips twitch upwards after you’d healed.

If that incident didn’t happen, would things be different? Perhaps not. You were clashing too often, your targets were the same too often. It was inevitable that one day your organizations would have you annihilate the other.

“Aren’t you laying out your cards too soon?” he scolds, almost like he’s worried.

“As if… I just thought it’d be best to return the favor and rearrange your guts if that’s the last thing I do, you know,” you roll your eyes just so you don’t see the relief that flashes across his face.

“If it comes to that, I like it slow and deep,” he purrs into your ear. As if you didn’t remember. As if your heartbeat didn’t pick up at that. You don’t care if he feels it. 

What you care about is your pride. So you won’t bring up running off again. 

It’s just an impossible dream anyway.

“I would take you away if I could,” Wooyoung drops his voice even lower and you don’t fail to wonder once again how it’s like he can read your mind, “You know I never lie.”

You do. All those heinous crimes and, at least to you, he’s never been anything but honest. That’s why he won’t tell you that you’ll pull through like you always did. Why he won’t say that both of you will stay alive until the end of the night.

Leaning your head on his shoulder as you dance, he leans his against yours. Is he thinking about strategy? Is he giving himself some pep-talk before the inevitable? Or is he as empty and numb as you are? You take in the scent of his cologne and close your eyes. For a second, this is your wedding night. Though that’s getting way ahead of yourself even if your circumstances were more hopeful.

You feel his gun pressing against your hip, and you know he must feel yours. You could slip your hand under his suit jacket and take his knife as easily as he could take yours. But at least until this dance is over, you keep peace. He wants to keep holding you and you want to be held, but it’s not gonna be long now.

Come what may, you’re happy this is how you get to part.

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OK but like. How would skz and atz react if they heard you moaning their name in your sleep??

Alternatively, how would they react to you moaning another member's name in your sleep

We know Hongjoong is a jealous boy

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okay i have been sitting on this one for a WHILE this is gonna be the longest response i’ve ever given to an ask-

calling his name in your sleep:

stray kids

chan- he’d be amused honestly. he’d wonder what’s going on in that pretty head of yours. he’d wait patiently for you to wake up and then he’d tease you about it, urging you to tell him what got you so worked up.

minho- he wouldn’t do anything immediately. he’d move closer and wait to see if it happened again. then he’d hold it over you for ages, telling you to dream of him every night.

changbin- he’d tease you about it when you woke up but wouldn’t admit he had to go relieve himself in the bathroom.

hyunjin- he would immediately move between your legs and wake you up to the best head of your life.

jisung- he’d get a little flustered hearing you moan for him during your nap and try not to bring it up but accidentally mention it over dinner, leading to you riding him like your life depended on it.

felix- he’d tease you until you woke up and fucked him. he’d be cute about it though. soft neck kisses, lips ghosting over your earlobes, fingertips trailing along your thighs and tummy.

seungmin- he’d make fun of you for a few minutes before ultimately offering to fix the issue he caused in your dream, leading to a mind-blowing orgasm for you and bragging rights for him it’s not his fault you were so high strung it only took him three minutes to get you off.

jeongin- oh he’d bully you. he’d poke fun at you even as he fucking you dumb into the sheets, talking about how needy you must be for you to be dreaming about him.

ateez

hongjoong- he’d be smug and get possessive, fucking you nice and slow. “What a good girl, recognizing who owns you even in your sleep.”

seonghwa- look he would be so flustered at first but the second you opened your eyes, his demon would come out.

yunho- he’d do a double take but you’d wake up to his lips on your neck and jaw.

yeosang- he’s another smug bastard (affectionate). he would try and tease you but would shut his damn mouth the moment you hinted at your dream being about him and that fucking sexy back dance- then he’d fuck you dumb for embarrassing him lmao

san- like hyunjin, he would jump into action. he could be half asleep but the instant you whimper his name, he’s wide awake and all his blood is rushing south.

mingi- he would be so fucking embarrassed and would end up not looking at you for a little while cause he’d start to get hard otherwise. of course, you’d make him look at you and he’d give in and let you suck the life out of him-

wooyoung- the way i hate this man (affectionately. its cause he’s a sagittarius and those mfs make me wanna fight and then baby them because i beat their asses) ugh he would be so annoying about it and next thing you know, you’re bent over the side of the bed, becoming a twinkie.

jongho- he would pretend to be scandalized, not knowing you’d caught him doing the same thing only days before.

calling someone else’s name in your sleep: ps sorry this part is kinda dry, it’s either they fuck you dumb or they actually get upset-

stray kids

chan- he’d wake you up instantly and throw the sheets back once you were coherent (kind of) only to wreck your shit so hard you lose all that coherency.

minho- he’d get kind of snippy with you and once you finally got him to tell you what was wrong, he’d be kind of embarrassed that he jumped to conclusions. your dream was far from sexual, felix wouldn’t stop with the fucking tiktok dances-

changbin- tbh i feel like he’s the jealous type. “oh, you wanna fuck ji? how ‘bout i go get him and make him watch me fuck you ‘til you cry then?”

hyunjin- he would probably cry honestly. i would be so distressed if this happened :(

jisung- he would also cry but he’d cling to you while doing so instead of running off to hide like hyunjin. then you’d assure him it was nothing and make him feel like the most special boy in the world-

felix- he’d be a little hurt but he’d let it go pretty quickly. he’s just so in love he can’t imagine letting anything get him too upset with you.

seungmin- he’d be annoyed and passive-aggressive while he fucked you to remind you whose name you ought to be moaning.

jeongin- he’d be pissed and would have you face down, ass up minutes after you woke up.

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hongjoong- another possessive one (obviously) he would actually make the third party watch. “doesn’t her back arch so pretty? sucks for you that you’ll never be the one to make her fall apart like this.”

seonghwa- he would act like nothing happened but you’d know something was off and he’d end up taking it out on you in bed later.

yunho- we’ve all seen the clip of him looking pissed, we’ve all gone feral over it. that’s all i can envision right now. i’m suffering. i would pay for him to get mad at me.

yeosang- i feel like he’d edge you until you apologized

san- he would straight up ask for a threesome lmao

mingi- he would be so sad :( i would instantly suck the soul out of him as an apology-

wooyoung- he’d demand to know all the details just so he could do it better and make you forget all about that dream.

jongho- while i wish he would split me open like one of his apples, he would probably just be mad and not wanna talk about it, only addressing it to accept the apology you’ve offered at least 43 times.

#kpop smut #kpop hard thoughts #kpop hard hours #ateez #ateez smut #ateez hard thoughts #ateez hard hours #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #stray kids #stray kids smut #stray kids hard hours #stray kids hard thoughts #stray kids chan #stray kids minho #stray kids changbin #stray kids hyunjin #stray kids han jisung #stray kids felix #stray kids seungmin #stray kids i.n #anon ask #✨ anon #i feel like this flopped at the end

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I'll Bleed For You | Part One

Group: ATEEZ

Pairing: Fem!OC x Serial Killer!Wooyoung

Word Count: 2.5k

Rating: 18+ to 21+

Genres + AUs: Non-Idol AU(kind of), Serial Killer AU, Smut, Horror, Angst

Content + Trigger Warnings: Strong language, explicit sexual language and descriptions, stalking, verbal abuse, sibling rivalry hatred, Hongjoong's really mean to OC, descriptive talk of cutting and tasting blood, brief mention of faked suicide(it's in a dream)

Tags: @kpop---scenarios @jeonrose @skittlez-area512 @umbralhelwolf @mybiasisexo @skeletor-ify @biaswreckingfics @bloopbloopkai @trashlord-007 @liliesofdreams @rdiamond2727 @naturalogre

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Kim Yangmi woke to the sound of her cell phone ringing incessantly, the noise extremely loud to her hungover brain. Groggily she reached for the offending object and answered without checking the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Yangmi, where the hell have you been?" The voice of her best friend Kyunghee spilled into her ears. "I've been trying to call you for at least an hour!"

Yangmi sighed. "I was sleeping off my hangover. We went hard last night, shouldn't you be just as shattered?"

Kyunghee snorted. "I am, I just hide it better than you. But that's not why I called. Have you seen the news today?"

Frowning, Yangmi put the call on speaker and opened the news app on her phone. "Not since before we went out last night. Why?"

"You might want to take a look. Seems we weren't as sneaky as we thought we were."

As Kyunghee's words filtered through her phone, the news app finished loading and Yangmi saw at once what her friend was talking about.

TWIN SISTER OF FAMOUS RAPPER CAUGHT DRUNK & HIGH AT STRIP CLUB

Yangmi gulped, already imagining the fit her brother would throw when he came home.

"Shit, Kyunghee, this is really bad." She exclaimed, scanning the page with an ever-growing dread. The comments on the article were undoubtedly scathing, and Yangmi knew better than to read them.

"What're you gonna do?" Kyunghee questioned, concern lacing her voice.

"I have to post an apology before people start pulling Joong into this. Ah, damnit, what was I thinking?!"

"You should be allowed to have fun without worrying about the consequences." Kyunghee's argument was weak, and she knew it.

"Not when your brother's famous and hates your guts, sadly. Listen, I'll call you back later and let you know how he took it, okay?"

Kyunghee sighed resignedly. "Good luck Yangmi. Try not to let him strangle you, alright?"

Yangmi chuckled dryly. "I'll do my best."

After hanging up, Yangmi quickly sat down at her laptop and began to craft an apology for her actions. When she finished, she read over it to ensure it sounded as sincere as possible. Not because she felt remorse, but because her brother would be furious if she didn't. Apparently his reputation mattered more than any of Yangmi's thoughts or feelings.

Almost as soon as the apology went up it spread, people sharing it around and discussing it. As she watched the activity, she noticed that for the most part the responses were positive. Feeling relieved, she closed out the webpage, opening up YouTube to pass the time until her brother returned.

The door to the flat flew open, jerking Yangmi to attention as it slammed loudly against the wall. She took a deep breath, preparing herself for the argument that would undoubtedly come from this.

"Kim Yangmi, get the hell in here!"

"Coming!" One last deep breath, and she stood to face the storm.

Kim Hongjoong stood by the dinner table, glowering at his sister. "Would you like to explain to me what the fuck you were doing last night?"

Yangmi gave a short, humorless laugh. "Why ask me? I know you read the news."

Hongjoong let out a frustrated growl. "God, how could you be so fucking careless? I tell you not to stay out late, I tell you not to go out partying, and you just have to throw it all in my face, don't you? I saw that apology you posted and I don't believe you meant a word of it!"

Yangmi rolled her eyes. Of course he didn't believe it, he hardly ever believed a word she said.

"Well, I'm not surprised you didn't find it sincere. I'm not sorry for jeopardizing your career. If I was gonna be sorry for anything, I'd be sorry for sullying the family name." Yangmi huffed and shook her head. "You know, I really wish our parents were still alive. Because if they were, you'd have never become famous and I wouldn't have to put up with your shit!"

Hongjoong laughed mirthlessly. "You think you put up with shit? You can't even begin to imagine the things I have to deal with on a daily basis, and you think I'm giving you hell? Fuck that, I can't even trust you anymore Yangmi! You know what I wish? I wish that I'd been born an only child and not a twin. Then I wouldn't have to put up with your bullshit antics!"

Yangmi froze, shattered by the words that spilled from her brother's lips. Tears gathered in her eyes and she turned, intending to flee before they fell, but Hongjoong had other plans. 

"Just a minute, I'm not through with you." 

Yangmi stopped, gathering herself before turning back around. "What?"

"In light of your recent actions, I have no choice but to confine you to the flat for the foreseeable future. I will be locking all the windows and doors whenever I leave, and if you wish to go out I will be accompanying you to ensure you don't get up to any tomfoolery. In time, when I feel you can be trusted, you will be free to come and go as you please."

Yangmi stared at him, her mouth open in shock. "Oh, so you're my parent now as well? Last time I checked, 25 is a little too old to be grounded." 

Hongjoong stared her down, face expressionless. "Act like a child and you'll get treated like a child." 

Fury welled up inside her, making her clench her fists and scream "I hate you! You're a sorry excuse for a brother and I wouldn't wish this life on my worst enemy!!" 

Turning around she ran to her room, slamming the door shut and sinking to the floor as hot tears spilled down her face. 

The first week of Yangmi's confinement was miserable. Hongjoong had just released a new song, so he was gone all day and most of the night as well. Yangmi grew bored quickly, finding most of her usual pastimes failing to keep her entertained for long. 

But with the second week came something that would soon occupy her thoughts in every waking moment. 

Yangmi woke on Monday with the feeling that something was different, and not in a good way. The feeling was confirmed when she found a lavender-coloured envelope wedged in a thin crack of one of her bedroom windows. 

Curious what was in the envelope, Yangmi pulled it through the crack and examined it. There was no writing on it, just skilled drawings of cherry blossom clusters in each corner. There was nothing left to do but open it, so that's what she did. 

The paper was the same pretty lavender as the envelope, and written on it was a short note in neatly printed characters. 

"You don't know me yet, but I know you quite well. You are beyond beautiful, a goddess in human form. I hope one day to see your pretty face beneath me, twisting with pleasure as I fuck you into the bed. I want to hear you scream my name, your exquisite body laced with sweat and cum. I long for the day that these things will come to pass. See you soon, my sweet." 

Yangmi felt nausea rise in her stomach as she took in the contents of the letter. Who could have sent her this? Was this Hongjoong's idea of a sick joke? Yangmi took a picture of the letter, intending to ask Kyunghee for advice. Then she took out a box of matches from a drawer in her nightstand and burned the letter in her bathroom, rinsing the ashes down the drain afterwards. 

With that done, she sent the image to Kyunghee and explained where she found the letter. 

No letter came the next day, nor the day after. Yangmi woke on the third day feeling somewhat anxious and unnerved. She moved through the day slowly, expecting at any moment to turn a corner and find another letter perched somewhere.

Around noon, Yangmi's phone rang. The call was from an unknown number, which didn't surprise her in the least. Assuming it was another crazy fan trying to get to her brother, she answered it.

"Hello?"

Silence.

"H-Hello?"

Still nothing.

"If this is some kind of prank, it's not funny."

A faint sound reached her ears and she froze, listening hard. Chills tracked down her spine when she realized it was the sound of breathing, a man's breathing to be exact.

"Wh-who the fuck are you?" She demanded, voice shaking despite her attempt to sound calm.

The only reply she recieved was the click of the call ending and the beeping of the dial tone as she stared numbly at her phone, feelings of fear and worry multiplying within her.

No further incidents marked the day, but Yangmi remained on edge throughout and had uneasy dreams that night.

Next morning she woke to a sight that filled her with dread: another envelope shoved through the crack in her window, this one a soft pink colour. No part of her wanted to open it, but she felt she should know its contents before showing it to her brother.

So, despite her fear, she opened it.

"Hello my love. I saw that you burned my letter. Perhaps I came on too strong, but I simply wished to express my feelings for you. I've been watching you a lot these days, chiefly when you shower or get changed. One day I'd love to make some little cuts on you somewhere so I can taste your delicious blood. I wonder: would it taste like candy, or would it be far sweeter, like ambrosia? Would you let me keep some of it as a memento? The day of our meeting grows ever closer, I look forward to it."

Yangmi felt her mouth drop open. Bile rose in her throat and she gagged, disgusted by what she had just read. Opening her drawer, she closed her hand around the box of matches, and then remembered she was going to show Hongjoong first. With a sigh she threw the pink paper onto her nightstand and pulled out her phone, settling in to await her brother's return.

A few hours later he returned. Yangmi pocketed her phone, grabbing the envelope and letter off her nightstand before exiting her room.

"Joong, can we talk for a minute?"

He eyed her suspiciously. "About what?"

"I found this shoved through a crack in my window this morning." She said, handing him the envelope. "I'm afraid someone might be stalking me."

Hongjoong takes the envelope, pulling out the letter and reading it in silence. When he finished, he gazed at Yangmi with obvious disgust in his eyes and she knew at once her efforts had been in vain.

"You just can't resist, can you? Acting like a fucking child seems to thrill you, but I'm telling you this childish behavior needs to stop right this instant. You think I'm fooled by your frightened act or your fake little letters? Think again!"

Yangmi gaped at him, hurt and offended that he would think such horrid things of her. She opened her mouth to protest, but Hongjoong continued speaking.

"If you ever try to take this trumped up story to the authorities, I'll make sure you're locked in an asylum for the rest of your pathetic life. This is sick, Yangmi, and it's not funny at all."

Enraged, Yangmi snatched up the letter and retreated to her room, locking the door behind her. She took a picture of the letter for Kyunghee, then burned the letter as she had the first one. After that, she pulled out her phone and filled her friend in.

Turning off her phone, Yangmi slipped into her pajamas and climbed into bed. Turning off the light she fell into a troubled dream.

In her dream it came out that the sender of the disturbing was none other than Hongjoong himself, a plot to get her certified as insane and shipped off to an asylum. She was exposed to all manner of awful tortures in that asylum, on for it to end one day when Hongjoong came to visit her little padded room and murdered her in cold blood.The last thing she saw was him placing the knife in her hand to make it look like she had ended her own life.

Yangmi woke the next morning in a cold sweat, terror clinging to her bones.

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