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My Prince (K. Seokjin)

warnings: minor angst (squabbling) balanced out by fluff

note: I don't know what this is I just wrote it

You scurry down the corridor barefoot, soles slapping against the cream tiles as your hair flutters in the breeze.

It's a hot day. Too got for your liking. Your father had insisted you went to the spring and bathed to cool yourself down but you couldn't do that with a whirlpool of anxiety in your mind. At least you had to find Soonyoung.

"Soonyoung!" You call out, footsteps slowing to a calm walk as you approach the kitchen and turn your head round the door.

"Soonyoung isn't in here, your Highness." One of the maids replies once they've all curtsied. "I believe she went out to find you only moments ago."

You let out a sigh.

What is it with that girl and disappearing just when you need her? You need a helping hand in cleaning yourself up from the gamekeeper's cat - her pawprints have smudged dirt all over your dress, and it would be best done with a laugh.

"Perhaps I can call you another servant to help you with your dress, I can't imagine his Majesty's reaction when he sees you like this, your Highness." The same maid responds.

"Thank you but I'd rather do it myself." You smile, quickly swishing your dress around and rushing back down the corridor.

"___, there you are!"

Oh no.

You turn and, to your dislike, come face to face with your father and a rather handsome man.

"Whatever happened to your dress? You look absolutely filthy." He scowls, "A princess can't run around the castle looking like this."

"Sorry, father." You gently curtsey to the man beside him, only for the gentleman to take your hand in his and place a soft kiss on the back.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Princess ___." The man says with a slight look of distaste.

"And you..."

"Prince Seokjin." He nods.

"This is your suitor, ___." Your father explains.

"My suitor?"

"Yes, it seems about time that you got married, and of course you must be provided with the best."

"I thought it was mutual." The Prince mutters, loud enough so that you could hear it but your aging father couldn't.

"Well I don't want to get married." You frown.

"It's out of the question for you to not be wedded."

"And why would I want to marry a man I've only just met?"

"Well you'll have a month or two to familiarise yourselves, that should be plenty of time."

"What do you do around here for fun?"

"Well, the gardens are wonderful so I often take a stroll." The man looks uninterested at the idea, "There's a pub nearby, just outside of the castle grounds, lots of the knights go there."

"You've been?"

"No." Your cheeks warm. His gaze is somewhat intimidating, how could you marry such a cold man? Is the kingdom really with this much?

You sit in silence for a moment.

"Perhaps you'd like to see around the castle?" You suggest, resting your eyes on the nature around you.

"Castles are all the same, just like Kings and princesses." He sighs dryly. "Do you have any say in your father's decisions?"

"No, of course not."

"And you've never worked a day?"

"N-no, I can't say I have."

"Then what is your relevance as a princess? To sit and be pretty?" He glares at you, unimpressed with your lack of experience.

"I'm not allowed to do anything else." You reply. "I'm a woman."

"Maybe you should kiss."

"Kiss?" You and Prince Seokjin repeat as you both turn to look at Soonyoung.

"Yes, just to see what it's like."

"I know what it's like." The Prince frowns, turning back to your smaller figure. "Don't you?"

You shake your head, looking down at your toes.

"Alright then, one kiss just so we can get it over with."

"Well I don't want it if its a chore." You oppose. "I want a proper kiss."

"My god, I'm going to be your husband, it can't get any more proper than that."

"But I don't want you to kiss me just because you have to. In fact, I refuse." You huff, insulted at the man's lack of excitement for a smooch. "You may never kiss me."

"Never kiss you? What about at the wedding?"

"Oh shut up about the wedding, I don't want to marry you!"

"And I don't want to marry you, but we don't have much choice, now come here and let me kiss you."

"What is it?" Your fork fondles the strange lump in front of you, a look of regret on your face as you consider returning to your chambers.

"It's a cake."

"That...is a cake?" You glance at the Prince.

"Have you never seen a cake before?"

"Of course I've seen a cake before, but why does it look like that?" You frown, whispering to him, "It looks like excrement."

"Maybe it is. Maybe the servants are sick of your complaining so they decided to get their revenge. I would if I was them."

"Meredith would never!" You gently slap his arm. "And why, I don't do anything to you!"

"You're very annoying." He brushes his fingers through his locks.

"And so are you."

You have to say you'd never planned on waking up in Prince Seokjin's arms; his warm breath fanning your forehead as his arm sits over your hip. He's incredibly handsome...in a snotty kind of way.

"Why are you staring at me?" he mumbles,

"Why are you pretending to be asleep?" You hum as his eyes flutter open, grip on you remaining still as he looks down into your eyes.

"I thought it would be more peaceful that way." He explains, eyes never leaving yours, "You didn't sleep much."

"No." You reply, glancing away and sitting yourself up. He follows suit, one arm behind your back as if he's caging your side.

"I told you it would be alright." He places his thumb and forefinger on your jawline, gently tilting your head towards his.

The memories of last night hit you like a brick - how you'd bumped into him after a nightmare, and he'd softly soothed you to sleep in his chambers. The treatment took you by shock, you had expected him to laugh in your face or mock your fragility. Yet he comforted you instead.

"Are you scared of me?"

The question catches you off-guard. For some reason he wants to know, wants to know if you'll find warmth in his embrace, if you could stay by his side, if you were hurt by a man like him before.

"No." You look up at him and his gaze slowly falls to your lips. "I could never be."

"He has nice eyes, don't you think?" You turn away from the painting to the man beside you.

"They look perfectly bland to me." Seokjin replies, shifting his hand to your lower back.

You sigh up at him, "You really must learn to give compliments."

"There's no need."

"There is every need! You know, not once have you called me beautiful, or pretty, or radiant, what good is that?"

"Well I don't value you on your appearance."

"But I still want to hear it!" You huff and he chuckles to himself.

"My, you're just like a child." He smiles, "Whining and stamping your feet. If you wanted me to compliment you then you could have just asked."

You pout, turning away from him.

"You're very beautiful, ___, the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

There's a moment of silence.

"Well now you're just saying it because you have to!" You glare at him and he looks shocked.

"You asked me to compliment you so I did!"

"No I didn't, I just asked why you never give me attention."

"I give you attention all the time."

"Not enough!"

"Are you an infant?! How much attention do you need?"

"Clearly more than you're giving me!" You argue, "And it's not just that, sometimes you don't even look at me!"

"I can't always have my eyes on you, ___, I would if I could but unfortunately eye contact is important during verbal communication."

You sigh, nudging his side. "Fine."

"Fine." He repeats.

"But more compliments." You reiterate, playing with a loose strand of hair.

"Whatever you say, darling."

The number of times Seokjin has asked you if he should grow a beard in the past month is absurd. Yet, here he sits asking your for the thousandth time.

"I said no."

"But it might make me look more manly."

"You already look manly." You shrug, "And very handsome."

He reaches his arms out and swiftly pulls you into his lap, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. "Now imagine I did that with a beard."

"Disgusting. It would be all scratchy and unpleasant."

"But it would look epic."

"Who's looking?"

"Well if I put a mirror over there then I'll be."

"Can't you just imagine yourself with a beard instead?"

The man sighs, pulling at his arms around your waist and sighing before fully facing you.

"___, darling, I really think a beard is the way to go."

"And Seokjin, my love, I really don't think it is."

Seokjin never grew a beard, probably becuase you persuaded him it would hide his sharp jawline too much.

"We're getting married next week." The man wraps his arms around your frame, pressing his chest to your back as he peppers kisses down your neck.

"Mhm."

"I bet you're going to look even more gorgeous than you already do." He grins, teeth nibbling at the shell of your ear in a ticklish way. You squirm a little and he chuckles, turning you around in my arms.

"Does that mean you're finally going to kiss me?"

"I thought I never could."

"I changed my mind." You state matter-of-factly, glaring at his unimpressed expression.

"How convenient."

"Kiss me now then."

"I don't want to." He raises an eyebrow at your puckered lips.

"Why not?"

"Because you're being sulky."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Then why are you pouting?"

You sigh, propping yourself up on your tippy toes and resting yourself against his broad shoulders. He looks at you expectantly and, with upmost delicacy, you place a very sweet kiss on his plump lips.

"If you're going to do it then do it properly." He rolls his eyes, grabbing your face in his hands and shoving his lips onto yours.

The kiss is soft yet sensual enough to have a heavy heat blooming in your chest and your head filling with indecent thoughts. You never thought you'd be here, in this position, with this man.

"Was that better?" He asks, slightly breathless.

You nod violently and he laughs, gently brushing some stray hair from your face.

"You want to know something?"

"I already know quite a lot."

"Of course you do-"

"I do, I read a lot of books."

"Are you going to let me speak?"

"Yes, okay, carry on." You pout.

He smiles softly, pressing his forehead against yours. "I love you."

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boba-xing · 3 years

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Hello you're lordship, it is I again. I was looking through your blog and you don't hear it enough, but just wanted to let you know that I do love and support you and your work, i'm just a tad bit too shy to comment lol.

Aw, that's okay, you don't have to say anything if you don't want to! I really appreciate the kind words, thank you so much for supporting me, I hope you enjoy my future works just as much as the current ones! <3 <3

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boba-xing · 3 years

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omg it’s been so long since the last chapter of captivating! jihyun was def super sus I hope the guys can save her in time 😭😭

Sorry! I've been super busy! I have a lot going on but I aim to post more in July & August because I'm super busy for the next two months. Jihyun is extremely sus 👀 it makes me really happy that you're enjoying it! ❤️

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boba-xing · 3 years

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Hello authornim! I hope that you will update soon since i love your story for captivating. But it is okay if you're busy, take some time. Fighting!

I'm glad you're enjoying it! Unfortunately, I'm a little busy for the next two months (I have a billion exams) but I will try to write some more of it. Sorry if there's a bit of a wait! <3

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boba-xing · 3 years

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Captivating {Chapter 10}

Fem!Reader x Werewolf! Choi Seungcheol (SVT)

Warnings: none

Taglist: @suhappysuho @captain-brie @seekerbabygirl @moon8894 @sehunnies-hunnie96 @lovinggalaxies @brokenbutchocolate @amixoferrthang @onewoowonderboy @3rachatraingoeschoochoo @sksk-x @haluim17 @jelly-fishy-babie @sakura-uji @psshwa

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“What the fuck?” Seungcheol’s eyebrows furrow as he pulls the picture frame into his hands. The cherished image of his younger sister has vanished, and in it’s place is a picture of an older woman, dark brown locks cascading over her shoulders and a warm smile on her face.

“Cheol.” you frown at him in concern.

“___, this is my mother, but who took this photo and how did it get in here?” his voice is so low it’s practically a growl, and you’re not sure whether he’s angry or just confused. Your question is answered a second later when he pulls himself from the bed, chucking the frame onto the mattress and rushing out of the room. “Jihyun.”

You scurry after him, tail between your legs as you look for answers. Jihyun? What about her? She doesn’t know Seungcheol, so how would she have that picture, and why would she have put it there in the first place?

Seungcheol storms into the living room and your own cowardice forces you into the comfortable embrace of Jeonghan.

“So none of you saw Jihyun sneaking around?”

Cheol says it with such an icy tone you feel Jeonghan’s arm tense around you, before his grip softens and he spits out a reply. “Clearly not.”

You’re aware Jeonghan’s one of the older ones, and definitely has a strong presence so he’s one of the few that can get away with a response like that. “She’s been into my room, and she left a photo of my mother. We all know what that means.”

“Honestly, hyung, we did have some bad vibes from her.” Vernon states, “And, well, she had a slight whiff of another pack.”

“We didn’t want to say anything because she was here for ___.” Wonwoo explains.

Your gaze falls to your lap, feeling guilty for the whole situation. Once again you’ve done something wrong, you’re so naive, so stupid.

“Well you should’ve told me. How stupid are you lot?!” Seungcheol hisses.

“___, don’t feel bad. You didn’t know.” Jeonghan whispers rubbing your side gently.

“So what do we do now?” Chan asks, scratching the side of his head.

“Find her. And then...” Cheol glances in your direction, aware that he probably shouldn’t finish that sentence in front of you.

“And then?” you repeat. “You can’t kill her.”

“It’s for the greater good, ___.” Wonwoo replies.

“For the greater good? This photo thing is really more important than someone’s life?” you argue.

Seungcheol sighs. “Yes. Yes, it is.”

“Well I won’t let you. She’s been a great friend to me all this time, this is the only thing she’s done wrong. Someone probably blackmailed her into doing it.”

“___, sweetie, this isn’t a sudden thing. Most likely she’s been planning this for a long time.” Jeonghan frowns, “I know you want to see the good but she’s really not your friend at all.”

“You’re wrong.” You say, standing up and leaving the room.

You’ve known Jihyun for years, there’s no way she would do this. Maybe if she was just given the opportunity to open up then it would prove her innocence? You reach Seungcheol’s room, locking the door behind you and selecting Jihyun’s number in your contacts. It rings for a moment, then she answers. “___?”

“Hey.” you reply, “This is going to sound really weird, and I know you didn’t leave too long ago, but is there anyway you could pick me up? I think we should talk.”

“Of course, is everything okay?” she sounds concerned. “I’m getting in the car now, hold on, let me put you on speaker.”

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Just the boys are acting strange, making up some weird shit about you.” you sigh, “I swear they’re just doing it because they don’t like people that aren’t them around me.”

There’s a slight pause.

“What kind of weird shit?” she asks, “That Jeonghan guy was giving me strange looks earlier so I wouldn’t be surprised if he made up some crap about me.”

“Well, it’s kind of hard to explain.” you realise by telling her you’ll also have to tell her about the whole werewolf situation, “And they can probably hear me right now so it’s best to just save it for when you get here.”

“I’ll be there in five so don’t worry.”

“I don’t know if I can deal with this.” you frown.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get through it. I’m going to be there soon and then everything will be alright.” she replies, and somehow you can already hear a car approaching the house. You’re amazed that she got here so fast.

You scurry down the stairs, darting out of the front door before any of the boys can react. You hear a shout of you voice but climb into the car before you can hear any more.

As Jihyun turns the car around you make out Seungcheol in the doorway, a panicked look on his face, and when you turn to Jihyun she’s smiling. For a moment, something sinks in your chest but the next, the feeling is gone, and you’re cruising down the road. “So are you going to explain?”

“Oh yeah.” you release a sigh of relief, “It’s going to sound crazy, so bear with me.”

“Alright.” She chuckles.

“So at first I thought Seungcheol was just a normal guy, he seemed really dreamy and nice, a little controlling but I can forgive that.” you start, “And then one day he tells me that he and the guys are werewolves.”

“Right.” Jihyun replies.

It’s so dark outside of the car you can hardly see where you’re going, if you’re even on the right route back to where you live. But it’s okay. Jihyun knows what she’s doing.

“So I freak out that he’s insane and I go back home. Joshua then meets up with me and persuades me to stay. All this time I’m getting stalker notes and shit so I don’t feel safe in my own home.” you continue, “And then you come round and everything seems all bright and dandy, like me and Seungcheol’s relationship could recover.”

“Yeah.”

“But then we go upstairs and the picture in his room has been changed from his sister to his mum, and he starts ranting about how you must have changed it, and you’re something to do with another pack of werewolves or something.” you sigh, “And all the boys agree with him, so here I am.”

You glance over at her, aware that she hasn’t said much the entire time, and realise her eyes are glued to the road, completely ice cold. Seconds tick by and she’s pulling the car over, headlights illuminating a wooden barn in front of you. There are people inside, about twenty, and most of them men.

“You should never ignore a werewolf’s intuition, ___.” she says, pulling into the barn.

You hear the large doors close behind you, several of the men approaching the vehicle as Jihyun turns to look at you.

“If you’d just listened to your precious Seungcheol you wouldn’t be bait now, would you?”

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boba-xing · 4 years

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Captivating {Chapter 9}

Fem!Reader x Werewolf!Choi Seungcheol (SVT)

Warnings: none (I'm sorry its short)

Taglist: @suhappysuho @captain-brie @seekerbabygirl @moon8894 @yippee-kay-yay @sehunnies-hunnie96 @lovinggalaxies @brokenbutchocolate @amixoferrthang @onewoowonderboy @3rachatraingoeschoochoo @sksk-x @haluim17 @jelly-fishy-babie @sakura-uji @psshwa @vernonvsblog

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It turns out Jihyun is a life saver, arriving not only to save you from overhanging awkwardness but to gift you your favourite ice cream. “Thought you might need it after last night.”

“You have no idea.” You sigh, bringing her into a hug, “Thank you so much.”

“Its really nothing, and you know if you don’t want to stay here you’re always welcome at mine.” she grins.

“That’s an offer she won’t be taking.” Jeonghan snaps from across the room and you can’t help but wonder what caused his attitude.

“Jeonghan!” you frown, glancing over to the handsome man glaring at Jihyun. Do they know each other?

“Men.” Jihyun rolls her eyes before taking your arm in hers and leading you outside through the patio doors. “So, you and Seungcheol, did you make up?”

“Hey, your supposed to be a distraction from that.” you smile, elbowing her a little.

“Oh, sorry.” she laughs, “What about the other guys? I mean, Jeonghan doesn’t seem that friendly.”

“No, he’s actually really sweet, most of them are.” you nod, “I’m glad they didn’t turn out to be a bunch of creeps.”

“True, well, they could be and they just hide it well.” she jokes, “You know, I really meant what I said, you’re more than welcome to stay with me anytime you need an escape from this place.”

“Well, I’m not just staying here for Seungcheol.” You stop walking and turn to face her, “I’m also staying here to be safe.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m having a bit of a stalker situation, someone has been leaving me weird messages and following me and we can’t work out who it is.” you sigh,

“Oh my god, ___, that’s awful.” Jihyun reaches out to rub your arm, “Don’t worry, I’m sure the police will find out who it is in no time and then you’ll be able to get out of here.”

You glance behind you, eyes meeting Wonwoo’s as he stands inside, looking at you through the window. You would feel uncomfortable but you know he’s probably just following Seungcheol’s orders and making sure nothing happens out of his sight.

“Creepy.” Jihyun raises an eyebrow, Wonwoo scowling at her.

“Do you know any of them?” you ask, confused about the boys’ hostility.

“The guys? No, I don’t think so.” she frowns, shrugging it off, “Guess they’re just rude to strangers.”

Her comment brings you back to when you first met them, and to be honest she’s not wrong - they weren’t the most friendly then either. “We should go inside, I think it’s going to rain.”

“Good idea, I need the toilet anyway.” she follows you inside. After showing her the way you decide to ask the boys about their weird looks and behaviour.

“Why are you acting so strange?” you glance between Jeonghan and Wonwoo.

“We’re not.”

“Yes, you are. You keep giving her weird looks.”

“We’re just keeping an eye out for you.” Wonwoo says, scratching his neck awkwardly.

“I mean, fine, if you want to be rude and then lie to me about it that’s your choice.” you pout, “Guess I’ll just have to tell Seungcheol you’re upsetting me.”

“___!” Jeonghan calls as you rush out of the room, grabbing you by the arm and pulling you into his grip, “Honestly, it’s nothing, we’re just wary after this whole stalker thing.”

“Why didn’t you just say that?”

“I didn’t want to remind you of that stuff.” he sighs, “Better?”

You roll your eyes. “Fine. But just because you're wary doesn't mean you have to be rude."

"Yes, you're right. I'm sorry. We'll try to tone it down a bit." He says.

“Did I miss anything?” you both turn to see a confused looking Jihyun only metres away from you.

“Nothing important.” You smile, walking over to her. “Do you want to watch a film or something? We can eat the ice cream you brought.”

“I’m down.” she replies, linking her arm in yours as you both head for the living room.

“Thank you for coming.” you wrap your arms around Jihyun in a gentle hug before she leaves.

“No, thank you. I had a great time.” she grins and says fairwell before scurrying off to her car.

“Did you have a great time?” you jump at the familiar voice behind you and close the front door, turning to face Seungcheol’s form. He's looking somewhat timid but his height makes you feel small, and he surrounds himself with some sort of powerful aura.

“Yeah, it was nice to have someone else around.” you nod, looking shyly away from his gaze.

“Good.” he smiles, stepping closer to you and pulling you into his chest. He places a soft kiss on your forehead as you look up at him and you already feel the butterflies in your stomach going wild. “Do you want to spend some time with me now?”

“I don’t see why not.” you blink, letting him take your hand and guide you upstairs.

When you get to his bedroom, he pulls you onto his lap and lets you snuggle your face into his warm neck. God, you love how cuddly he is. “You fit perfectly in my arms, you know.”

You giggle softly, letting your gaze fall on the bedside table beside you both. It only takes you a moment to realise something’s off...and then you see it. Quickly sitting up, you reach out to grab the picture frame in both your hands.

“Cheol, this isn’t your sister.”

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boba-xing · 4 years

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Excuse me you're lordship, but "Captivating" is -and i can't stress this enough- *chefs kiss* i have never been this interested in a fanfic series before and honestly hats off to your writing skills my dude.

Omg when I read the first line of this I thought it was going to be someone mocking me! Your compliments are *chefs kiss* thank you so much! And so unexpected, I woke up to this so thank you for starting my day off great! x

#bless this anon

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boba-xing · 4 years

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Starry Sky. {S. Johnny}

Warnings: none

“What are you doing out here?”

You flinch violently at Johnny’s voice, turning your head to look at his sleepy figure standing in the doorway. His hair is fluffed up in cute tufts and he’s holding himself against the door frame, arms crossed and a dozy look on his face. He shivers slightly in the cold breeze. “Looking at the stars.”

“You scared me, I didn’t know where you went.” he mumbles as he joins you, sitting on the edge of the balcony. One arm curls around you, pulling you tighter into his embrace. He’s warm and you have to resist the urge to curl up into his chest and fall asleep.

You glance back up at the sky, it’s a deep navy with tiny silver smudges, a never ending sea of darkness with small orbs to guide the way. The only thing that grounds you is the stinging breeze that whips the occasional hair into your face.

Johnny links his fingers in yours, gently resting them on your thigh. “It’s pretty beautiful.”

“Mmm.” You hum, turning to face his lost expression. You softly plant your head on his shoulder, pressing a chaste kiss to his collarbone.

“Not as beautiful as something else I know.” he looks down at you with a cheeky grin and you respond with a small chuckle.

“What? The mirror?” you smile,

“No, silly. You.” he runs his free hand through your hair, carefully pushing some strands behind your ear. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Thank you.” your cheeks blush slightly, and you look back at the pretty view in front of you - composed of city lights and busy streets. You’re way higher up than them, giving you a clear view of the darkness-bound skyline.

“Baby?”

“Yeah?” you respond quietly, enjoying the gentle rumble travelling through Johnny’s chest as he talks.

“It’s kind of cold out here, I think we should go inside.” he says.

You breathe out of your nose, watching as the condensation forms. “Okay.”

The tall man cautiously climbs off the edge back onto the floor of the balcony and then helps you do the same. Hand in yours, he guides you inside and into the warm silk sheets that lie across the bed.

“John.” You start, draping your arm over his torso as your head snuggles into his chest. “Tomorrow, could we maybe stay here for a bit? I just don’t really feel like getting up and going out.”

“Mm, of course, baby.” He mumbles sleepily, letting his head fall back on the pillows as his fingers glide soothingly through your locks.You can hear his breathing become heavier and your heart warms as you hear the faint words that leave his somnolent mouth. “I love you so much.”

“I love you more.” you whisper back teasingly, only to receive a negative grunt, and then he’s fast asleep, mouth hanging open and soft snores leaving it. How did you get so lucky?

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boba-xing · 4 years

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haii honn! i really love ur captivatingg! can i be on captivating taglistt? i don't want to miss it! thank you honn. love your writings 😳😊

Of course you can and thank you so much! ❤️

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boba-xing · 4 years

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Dawning {Chapter 2}

Fem!Reader x Mafia!EXO (OT12)

Warnings: vague mentions of violence

Your woken by a soft shaking, and as you blink your eyes open to the light you see a very beautiful face in front of you. Although startled you find a strange sense of comfort in the stranger who swiftly brushes some hair out of your face.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." He chuckles a little, clearly admiring your face.

You respond with a small whine.

"It's time to get up, princess." He coos, gently pulling the duvet away from your face and helping you sit up. It takes you a moment to register what's happening and you smile when you see the man in front of you properly.

"Pretty." You push back your hair before reaching for his face, he just smiles in response, letting you cup his cheeks for a moment before you pull away.

"I'm Luhan." He looks at you with pure heart eyes, admiration in his voice, "And you're adorable."

Now it's your turn to blush, hiding your face in your hands.

"Don't be shy." He giggles, taking one of your hands into his, "Do you want to come and get some breakfast, beautiful?"

"Breakfast?" You blink at him,

"Kyungsoo made some pancakes, he thought you would like some." Luhan helps you out of the bed, "I know you don't normally have it but we need to put some meat on those bones."

You nod vaguely at him, still a little dozy.

He leads you down the corridor and to the dining room. "The others are quite busy, so it's just you and me for now."

"Okay." You sit down next to him, taking a plate of pancakes from him happily. You'd only had Chinese pancakes before (a birthday dish a few years back), and you didn't really like them. But these ones looked different...thicker.

Luhan realises your fascination with the pancakes and chuckles, "They're an American recipe, I think."

You nod and hesitantly take a bite.

"Here." Luhan pours a good amount of golden syrup over the pancake and gestures for you to try it again. So you do, and it's good.

"I like it."

You both sit there eating in silence for a while before a question pops into your head. "Is Suho your boss?"

Luhan looks up at your sudden speech, "Well, sort of."

"Sort of?"

"He's the leader of our group, but he makes decisions with Xiumin, Yixing, Kris and me. And, of course, he listens to everyone."

"What do you mean by 'group'? Are you brothers or...?"

"We're a mixture of half brothers and friends." He explains, "It's quite complicated."

You pause for a moment, "Why are you letting me stay with you?"

"You have a lot of questions, don't you, princess?" he laughs softly, "Well, we've known your family for a long time and we owe your father, so looking after you is a form of repayment."

"Owe him what?"

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that." He frowns,

"How many of you are there?" You put your cutlery down and prop your head up with your hands,

"Men? Twelve including myself."

"That's a lot."

"I know, princess, but don't be intimidated." He smiles, “We’re all softies, even Xiumin.”

“He looks like a cat.” You giggle,

“Yes, yes he does!” Luhan laughs, “You’re so cute!”

You feel warmth in your cheeks and your chest buzzes with a strange feeling. Is this pretty man really able to protect you?

“Luha-”

“-just call me oppa.” he smiles,

“Oppa,” you correct yourself, looking over to the window, “What’s it like out there?”

He follows your gaze for a moment, a frown forming on his lips as he looks back at you for a second. You look back at him as he stands up, taking your hand in his as he guides you through the house, “Let me show you.”

You soon enter a games room with large glass doors opening into an outside pool area. Luhan pulls the glass door open and you sigh as fresh air fills your lungs, a sweet flowery aroma along with it.

Walking across the tiles, you both reach grass - soft and blindingly green. Unlike Luhan you aren’t wearing shoes, and you enjoy the feeling of barefoot on the ground. “Do you like it?”

Coming to a halt, you observe the mass of grass around you, the clear blue sky, the light summer breeze. The acre of land is surrounded by a spiky mental fence well-hidden by decorative bushes and flowering plants of various colours and scents. You feel free and...safe, with Luhan holding your hand in his.

“This is incredible.” You smile,

He smiles too, watching the happiness on your face with adoration, “But listen, princess, you can’t leave this property.”

You turn to him with a frown.

“Not everywhere is safe and pretty like this, okay? Outside of this home, people want to hurt you, people want to take advantage of you. If you go out there, someone might take you - and then you’ll end up locked up again, how your life was before now, but worse.” He rubs his thumb over your fingers, before bending down to capture your face in his hands, “Promise me you won’t leave this house without one of us.”

“I promise.”

“Good girl.”

When you got back inside you found several more men at the table, eating more pancakes than you could count and hardly even glancing up at you...except for one.

The handsome, tan man smiles at you from the other side of the table, “Good morning, beautiful.”

“Kai.” Luhan seems to send the man a glare before sitting you back down, “Beware of Kai, he’s a bit of a flirt.”

You nod.

“I thought that today you might like to have a lazy day, spend some time with the boys and get to know them.” Luhan smiles, carefully brushing a hair away from your face, “Is that okay, princess?”

“Yes.” You’re not entirely sure why you keep being called pet names, but every time Luhan calls you princess your heart thuds in your chest and you get this weird tingling feeling.

“I know you’re shy but you don’t have to be nervous, okay?” he squeezes your cheek, “You’re adorable and they’re all going to love you.”

Your sweet little conversation is disturbed by a sudden yelling from the other end of the table, and as you look over you see Kai and a taller, lanky boy jumping at each other. Before you know what’s happening you’re ushered behind Luhan and observing a full on fist fight in the dining room. You gasp as Kai flings the other man onto the table, smashing several plates and throwing cutlery everywhere. You’re confused why Luhan isn’t intervening but it all becomes clear when an angry looking cat man storms in. “WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?”

Both of the men freeze and you let out a small, rather embarrassing, whimper at the shouting. Thankfully Luhan is the only one who hears and gently wraps his arms around your frame, pulling you into a warm hug.

“I’m trying to work and I have you two baffoons making a racket out here? Pull yourselves together!” you bury your head in Luhan’s chest, comforted by his fingers running through your hair. “We have a guest and you start fighting in front of her? What are you...infants? Both of you, my office. Now.”

You hear some scrabbling and then the room is silent.

“Is she okay?” you hear a familiar voice in the room and pull away from Luhan.

It’s Kris.

After seeing your face he comes rushing over, hugging you in his arms, “I’m sorry about them, sweetheart, they don’t know how to behave. But don’t worry, Xiumin will sort them out.”

“He’s not going to hurt them, right?” you glance at Luhan,

“No, of course not.” he answers, “Now, why don’t we go and get you changed?”

You nod at Kris, letting him take your hand and guide you away.

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Captivating {Chapter 8}

Fem!Reader x Werewolf!Choi Seungcheol (SVT)

Warnings: none

“I don’t want to think about it, I just want to sleep, okay?” you cross your arms at the sulky boy standing in front of you. He’s so far managed to resist the urge to pull you into his arms, and instead is resting himself against the kitchen counter, leaning back on his palms.

He nods, “Okay, I’ll take the sofa. You can have my room.”

You want to argue otherwise but you can tell he’s not in the mood for that, and to be honest neither are you.

It’s such a strange atmosphere. You’re not sure how to feel, or whether you made the right decision at all. Even with Joshua looking at you encouragingly you can’t find words to say to Seungcheol.

“Thank you for coming back.” Cheol mumbles, looking up at you.

You shrug, “Thank Joshua.”

It only takes a moment of silence before you head upstairs, collapsing onto Seungcheol’s bed and embarrassingly enjoying his scent. You frown, if he’s part wolf does that mean he can smell you? Shouldn’t you know that from your obsessive reading of folklore tales...but then again Josh basically made half that stuff out to be untrue.

Your eyes fall on the picture of Seungcheol’s sister on the bedside table. She’s young, pretty and the look on her face is of pure joy. You wonder what happened to her, why she died. And in your chest, you feel your heart sink slightly.

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You’re woken by the sound of shouting only metres from the bedroom door, and with some struggle you manage to roll over and check the time on your phone.

7 am.

You let out a groan, rolling back over only to scream at the face of an intruder. You somehow leap backwards, foot twisted in the duvet and just manage not to fall off the bed.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” Jeonghan stands up from his seat on the desk chair and looks awkwardly at you.

“What are you doing in here? Holy shit, you scared me so much!” you breathe, frowning at the man,

“Seungcheol asked me to keep an eye on you to make sure you’re okay-”

“-While I sleep?” you furrow your eyebrows, “That’s so creepy!”

“No, I’ve only been here for like five minutes! He knew the boys would wake you up so he didn’t want you to get scared.” Jeonghan sits back down.

“Oh yeah, he really succeeded there.” You roll your eyes, positioning yourself back on the bed steadily. “Are they like this every morning?”

“No, it was an eventful night so they ended up arguing.”

“An eventful night?”

“Yeah a lot of fighting for territory, another pac- sorry, you probably don’t want to hear about this.” he scratches the back of his neck.

“No, I do, go on.”

“Well, I don’t think Seungcheol would want me to tell you either.”

“How am I supposed to trust any of you if you won’t tell me anything?” you roll your eyes again, earning a slightly judgemental look from Jeonghan. “Whatever, I’m gonna get changed. So if you don’t mind...”

He nods before heading out of the room.

You get changed quickly and by the time you’re done the shouting has stopped and an eery silence has taken over the house. There’s the occasional footstep or clatter of utensils from the kitchen but it seems as though all the energy has been sucked out of the building.

You find Seungcheol in his study, peering over the edge of the door to see his figure observing some sheets on the desk. He seems to have changed a lot from last night...he’s no longer the broken man who cried at your rejection, but rather an intimidating leader who means business.

“You can come in, love.” you’re slightly startled by his gruff tone but enter the room anyway. He nods at the seat in front of the desk, eyes not leaving the paperwork just as yours don’t leave the floor. “I heard Jeonghan scared you.”

You look up at his now softened voice, and his dark brown orbs gaze back at you. You’re not sure what to say so instead you fidget under his observation. “Mhmm.”

“Sorry, I didn’t know he would startle you like that.” He glances back down to his work, “Have you had breakfast?”

“No.” you bite your lip, “A-are we just going to act...normal?”

“What do you mean?” He looks at you again, this time putting his pen down and focusing on you properly.

“Like, are we just going to act like nothing happened?” your gaze falls to the floor, nervous again.

“I don’t see why not.” His voice is so soft now, softer than you’ve ever heard it, and you’re thankful because otherwise you’d probably rush out of the room in anxiousness. “It’s-it’s a normal thing for the rest of us, so maybe if you just act like it’s normal and like you’re used to it then everything will be just fine. It will only take a little time and a little learning to feel fully comfortable around us, okay?”

“Okay.” Your teeth pull at your lip.

“Are you mad at me, ___?” he sighs, “Please tell me how you’re feeling.”

“I-I don’t know how I’m feeling, okay?” you frown, “I thought this was the perfect relationship and I was really getting to know you and like you. But then it’s all changed and I’m confused and I don’t know what to believe and what not to believe. I think I’m going crazy.”

“Sweetheart, you’re not going crazy.” He reaches his hand out and you take it, letting him run his thumb soothingly over your fingers. “You just need some time, okay? Don’t think about it too much, and just relax. You’re safe, you’re cared for, you don’t need to worry, okay?”

“Okay.” You nod.

“Why don’t you text Jihyun and ask if she wants to come over? We can order some pizza or something.” Seungcheol suggests, “I think it’ll help you get more comfortable.”

You nod again, pulling out your phone and curling into the seat. Seungcheol’s eyes softly analyse your features, admiring the way your lips pout and your eyebrows furrow as you concentrate. He finds you absolutely adorable, beautiful but more adorable.

“She’ll probably reply later,” You lick your dry lips, looking back at him, “It’s a bit early.”

“Mmm.” His eyes travel to your lips and back before his gaze settles back at your eyes. “Why don’t you go and get something to eat, sweetheart? If you need anything I’ll be in here.”

“Okay, thank you.” You quickly make your way out and hop your way to the kitchen.

“Morning.” Shua smiles at you as come in, cutting a piece of waffle and stabbing it with the fork, “Here, try this.”

“Oka-” you don’t even get to finish your sentence before he’s shoved the breakfast food into your mouth, watching you eagerly.

“What do you think?”

You take a moment to swallow. “It’s good.”

“Just good?”

“It’s a waffle, Joshua, it’s not going to be mind blowing.”

“I made it myself.” he says, “Normally Mingyu makes everything.”

“Well then, it’s the best waffle I’ve had in my life.” you smile, “Mingyu could never make one as good as this.”

“___, he can definitely hear you, and he’ll probably be down in a minute to show us his cooking skills.” Chan wonders over, snatching the waffle plate from Joshua and gulping it down in record speed.

As if on queue, Mingyu appears in the kitchen, arms crossed and a pout on his face as he stares directly at you.

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haiii! i love your seungcheol's werewolf scenarioo! i want to ask you a question hihihi. is one of the seventeen members is jihyun's mate? lurv u love 💖💖

Thank you! I'm so glad you like it! Omg no spoilers but there is a chance...a small molecule of hope that one of them might be. Possibly 👀. but hmmmmm guess you'll just have to wait to find out 😉😂 love ya ❤️❤️

#anon #Captivating #svt seungcheol #seventeen werewolf au #kpop werewolf au #werewolf au #Seventeen #Svt

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Just to let you all know, I'm currently having problems with the Tumblr app (which is what I almost always use) so that's why posts might look a bit odd or something.

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Captivating {Chapter 7}

Fem!Reader x Werewolf!Choi Seungcheol (SVT)

Warnings: swearing, dark themes/mentions of torture

Tagged: @suhappysuho @captain-brie @seekerbabygirl @moon8894 @yippee-kay-yay @sehunnies-hunnie96 @lovinggalaxies @brokenbutchocolate @amixoferrthang @onewoowonderboy @hhhhwww7 @9rachacha @sksk-x @haluim17 @jelly-fishy-babie @sakura-uji @psshwa

You’re sitting on Seungcheol’s bed, a glass of water in your shaking hand, barely able to speak. Your mind is flooded with a mixture of fear and wonder of what is happening downstairs. Since Seungcheol carried your frozen frame upstairs a silence has passed over the house.

Said man is currently sitting opposite you, at the end of the bed, clearly concentrating hard on what he should say. After what feels like hours of waiting he finally speaks, “You said you were interested in mythology...vampires and stuff like that.”

He’s looking at you now, analysing your fearful expression as you nod.

“Well, vampires don’t exist, of course.” he nods, “But, werewolves, well, they d-”

“You’re telling me that was a werewolf?” you breathe,

“Y-yes, yes it was.”

“In your living room?”

“It’s more complicated than that though.” he scratches the back of his neck, “You see, it’s kind of hard to say. I’m not sure if you’re going to believe me.”

You just stare at him.

“Well, me and the boys, we’re a pack...um, a pack of werewolves. We can turn into them, it’s just, well, that really.” He bites the inside of his cheek, blinking at you,

“What?”

“We’re werewolves.” he repeats, “I’m the leader of the pack, I’m an alpha and that’s why I have such authority over the others. And the blood on the shirt you saw on the first night you came here, that was from an attack...another pack.”

You look at him for a moment, taking in everything he’s saying and trying to understand what you think.

It’s bullshit.

You slam the glass down on the bedside table before storming out of the room and down the stairs, Seungcheol following close behind you. You turn around once you’re outside the door. “I’m not taking part in your sick fantasy! What the actual fuck is wrong with you? Is this some kind of furry convention or something?”

“___, I swear to god I’m not making this stuff up! I’m being serious.” he says, clearly frustrated.

Instead of answering him, you scurry down the driveway. You have absolutely no idea where you’re going to go considering you’re basically surrounded by woods with no transport. You pull at your hair, arm forcefully grabbed by Seungcheol to pull you back in his direction.

“For fucks sake, ___, I’m not playing. I know this is hard to believe, but don’t you feel bad for me? Even a little? I can’t help being like this. The boys can’t help being like this! This is just how we were born.” His eyes are wet with tears, “Please, just hear me out. We’re not going to hurt you, I’d never hurt you, you know that!”

“You’re crazy!” You rip your arm out of his grasp and rush away, legs carrying you as fast as you can down the driveway. You manage to pull your phone out, slowing down as you realise Seungcheol is no longer following you. You call��Jihyun, your friend from work, and she kindly agrees to come pick you up.

You can feel Seungcheol's eyes on you as you wait for her to arrive and you already know he's going it'll only be a moment before he comes over.

And it is.

As he draws closer you see the tear stains on his cheek, and the determination on his face to pull himself together. "___, please listen to me. I would never lie to you. And I'm not crazy, even if I am, at least I care about you."

You look away from him.

"I know it's hard for you to understand, but I just want the best for you, I want you to be safe. I want you to be loved, and happy, and with me. I care about you, so much, please don't cut me off because you don't understand something." He begs.

Headlights drawing near catch your attention and you stand up as the car approaches, Jihyun's friendly face appearing in the window.

"Bye, Seungcheol." You say quietly as you get in the car.

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“Please, please, let me go.” You beg, arms yanking at the handcuffs in hope you’ll somehow break free,

The dark figure in front of you just laughs, completely warped and unrecognisable.

“Please.” You cry, hot tears streaming down your cheeks as you pant, breathless, “I’ll do anything, whatever you want! What do you want from me? Please!”

“Maybe you should’ve listened to him.” the voice cackles,

“Listened to who?” You sob, letting your head fall down to face your shaking legs,

The voice doesn’t reply and instead you hear heavy footsteps drawing closer. You jump as a hand finds your neck, gripping it tight and squeezing, squeezing until all the air has left your lungs.

You wake up drenched in sweat, body shaking as you try to calm your breaths. Taking a moment to pull yourself together, you sit up and glance around the dark room.

You don’t like the dark.

With a sigh you make you your way to the bathroom and wash your face with some reluctance. Although startling, the cold water clears your lungs and calms you down.

You draw yourself over to the kitchen, grabbing yourself a glass of water. You only take a few sips before placing it down on the counter, realising you forgot to close the curtains. A chill runs up your spine. Someone could easily be watching you right now.

You hesitantly make your way over to the window, glancing down at the street. There’s one car you recognise, and as your eyes meet the driver you realise he was already looking at you.

Slipping on a coat and shoes, you scurry down as fast as you can, rushing over to the car as soon as you’re out of the building.

“Joshua?” you ask,

“Get in.” He says after rolling down the window, “Not to go somewhere, just to talk.”

You nod, hopping in the car and shutting the door securely. “What are you doing here?”

“Watching.” he looks at you, somewhat serious, “In case anyone tries to get to you again.”

“Let me guess, Seungcheol sent you?”

“Well, yes, but I’d like to think I would’ve done it anyway.” a small smile forms on his face, “We’re friends.”

You nod, glancing down at your hands.

“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” he asks with a frown, “Not tired?”

“I slept terribly.”

“I don’t blame you, after tonight I wouldn’t sleep well either.”

You rest your head against the headrest.

“Listen.” He begins, “I know you don’t want to believe it, but the whole werewolf thing is true. And if you just gave us a chance, maybe you would realise we aren’t the man-eating monsters everyone makes us out to be.”

“Werewolves aren’t real.”

“It doesn’t matter whether you think they’re real or not, you like the fantasy, that’s why you drown yourself in fairytales and folklore. Sure, it’s not as scary, or as sweet, as it’s made out to be. But how can you run away from something you’ve dreamed of?”

“I watch horror films, that doesn’t mean I want to be in one.” You sigh,

“It’s not like a horror film.” he groans, “Sure we turn into big, dangerous wolves, but we’re still human. We’re still people.”

You look up at him.

“What is it you’re afraid of?”

“I don’t know any of you, like really know you. I’m supposed to be staying in a house with a bunch of men, who are apparently werewolves, with a...I guess...boyfriend? Who scares the living shit out of me when he gets mad and apparently knows exactly where I am all the time. It’s weird?! What part of that sounds appealing to you?” you explain, “And to add to that, I’m being stalked by some creep who drugs people close to me.”

“I know. But ___, just give us a chance, okay? Seungcheol really cares about you and he only wants you to be safe and happy. Come back home with me, and we can sort things out.” he pushes, knowing his next sentence would have him thoroughly beaten if Seungcheol knew he said it, “If you go a week and realise you don’t want to be around us, that’s fine, you can leave.”

This whole situation is crazy. You never signed up for this. You want to go back to your life before this, curled up in bed, single and eating pringles, but you know you can’t....and there’s a small spark of hope in your heart that maybe, just maybe this whole situation could work out? Maybe Seungcheol could be the one for you, and maybe this whole werewolf situation is real...but safe? You know you won’t be able live with yourself if you don’t follow this path. You need to know what happens.

“Please?”

“O-okay.” you nod, Joshua instantly beaming at you,

“Thank you!” He laughs a little, slamming his hand down on the steering wheel,

“I’ll be back in a second, I’m gonna go and get my phone.” you say before moving swiftly out of the car.

You make it back up to your apartment, rushing to your bedroom to grab your handbag and phone before scurrying back out to Joshua’s car. Of course, you fail to notice the previously full glass of water you left on the counter is now empty, and your purse is home to a small, bitter note.

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