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traitor - ch. three ; sirius black

pairing: sirius black (golden trio era) x fem! oc | 2.1k words warning: dark themes, death, torture plot: Fourteen years ago, Hecate Hunt, a valuable member of the Order and once a Death Eater gave her life for her friends and the man she loved, at least that's what was believed. Now she's done hiding, ready to fight alongside her old friends and her godson. Ready to return to the life she once had, ready to once again be a traitor. authors note: hi, hi! thank you for reading :)

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“Your godson.” Albus spoke but paused, his hand rummaging through his pocket. “Harry?” He nodded and held a picture for you to take.

The picture showed a young boy, not older than fifteen with a broom in his hand. His friends next to him, cheering because of what you guessed was a win in Quidditch.

“He’s in grave danger, you see.” Your eyes were still glued to the picture, the way the boy resembled his parents.

You knew the broom, it looked familiar. In a matter of seconds it came to you, Sirius had bought his godson a broom when he was hardly a few months old.

He had claimed to teach him how to fly the stick and become just as great as his father. Remus and You had laughed at him, the thought of Sirius with his infant godson on a broom amused you.

“This was taken a few months back, I thought you might want to have it.” You nodded and gave Albus a small smile.

“Ron Weasly and Hermoine Granger, the kids to his left and right, are his friends. Both of them face the same danger.” You nodded and put the picture in your pocket.

“The Order will be reinstated, now that Sirius Black is proven innocent, to us at least.” He placed a parchment in Fawkes’ peak and sent him flying.

“Fudge is still in denial but there is something coming, something worse than last time.”

You nodded and pushed a cigarette between your lips.

“We will bring you back, strengthen the Order and resume with our activities.” “I see.” You answered, as you blew some smoke.

“Come to Grimmauld Place tomorrow afternoon, you’ll have a lot of catching up to do.”

“Hecate?” You stopped dead in your tracks, eyes staring ahead.

“I knew it was too good to be true.”

You knew that voice, how could you not. “Snape.” You turned around, hands in your pockets. His face didn’t move, the same stoic look as ever.

“You’re alive.” You didn’t move a muscle, face cold as ice.

“You were hiding.”-”I was hiding, because Albus asked me to.” You took a step towards him, eyes boring holes in his.

“I was hiding because people like you wanted me dead.” He swallowed and took a step back, nose held high. “Good to see you haven’t changed.” You nodded and took a step back as well.

“Neither have you.” He didn’t answer. “Black escaped, I heard.” You frowned at him, at his trying to talk to you like you had before.

“And?” He clasped his hand behind his back, greasy hair flying in the slight breeze.

“Thought it might interest you.” You nodded, not answering. You pulled your pack of cigarettes from your pocket and lit a stick for yourself, you wouldn’t share, not with Snivellus.

It felt almost the same, the corridors of the castle you had wandered year after year without a care in the world. The breeze, the owls, but something was off. Of course, things have changed. Fifteen years went by, you were believed dead and Sirius wasn’t by your side, nor were any of your friends.

“Can’t believe they let you teach.” You said, his gaze now on you. “Why?” Your lips formed into a cruel grin, the smoke filling your lungs once again.

“We both know why.” You said, air growing colder by the minute. He didn’t answer and kept his eyes away from you. “I’ll see you, Hecate.” You looked at him once again, your eyes in slits.

“I hope not.” You spoke before you watched him leave you behind. His dark hair and robes flying with each step dramatically. You hadn’t missed the sight of Severus, not since he had hurt you that night.

“Let’s get inside, it’s awfully cold out here.” Albus spoke, his wand extended to tap on the door. You knew this spell, he had used it before. The building started to rumble and within a few moments Sirius’ parents house appeared in front of you two.

Your hands were sweaty, your chest tight.

“The children are here too.” He said, opening the door. He let you in first and you took your scarf off, hanging it on the coat rack like you had done years before. The house hadn’t changed. It was still dark, cold and unwelcoming. You hated it when Sirius introduced you to his parents, when you got him out of that house when things got hard and you hated it now as well.

Albus pushed past you and was welcomed with hello’s and big smiles. You heard his voice and your feet stopped working. You hid your hands in your pockets and took another step forward, Albus was waiting for you after all. The kitchen was lifely, filled with people and warm with all the buzz.

“I got someone to introduce.” Albus spoke, his hand extended to point at you.

You took another step and your frame came into light through the doorstep. The room stilled, not a word or movement. Your eyes found Remus’ first, who stared at you in disbelief. The kids, Harry and his friends stepped away from the table, watching the adults in wonder.

“I believe some of you know each other.” Dumbledore spoke as he sat himself down, a cup in front of him.

You tried to calm your heart, the adrenaline which rushed through your veins like speed. Minerva clasped a hand in front of her mouth and Moody huffed in disbelief.

“Hecate.”

You closed your eyes, desperate to get a grip, to not lose it.

You took a breath and looked at him. It hit you like a truck. He looked older, broken. Azkaban does that to people, losing the woman you love does that, losing your friends does that. You gripped the lighter inside of your pocket for dear life, to keep you calm.

“Sirius.”

You said, voice merely a whisper. The cool demeanor has left you, all the masking of emotion has left you. He slowly lifted himself off the chair, the wood squeaking in the process. Harry stepped out of his godfather's way and watched you with wide eyes.

His hands found your elbows, his eyes stayed glued on your face. “Thank Merlin.” He whispered before he engulfed you in a bone crushing hug. One hand stayed on your back, the other cradled your head.

Soft sobs left your mouth as you hugged him back, hand on the back of his neck. His face hid in the crook of your neck, unsteady breaths hitting your skin. Albus cleared his throat and you tried to pull away but his hold on you didn’t budge, you couldn’t blame him.

“Love.” You said, only for him to be heard.

His eyes found yours as he lifted his hands to your face, rough thumbs caressing the skin beneath.

“Hecate.” You nodded and took a hold of his hands, guiding to the chair he had sat on before. Harry moves one chair over and let you sit down with Sirius in hand.

He didn’t let go and something about the way he stared at you, held your hand in an iron grip, told you that he would never let you out of his sight ever again. You didn’t mind, you thought.

“You have got to explain this, Albus.” Minerva spoke after she had sent a small smile your way. You’ve always liked Minnie the most, no other teacher was like her. After being a great teacher she became a friend, you had cherished your relationship with Minerva a lot.

“Of course.” Your hand found the goblet, which a red haired woman had placed in front of you. Sirius eyed you every other second and the others kept their gazes on you as well, not believing their eyes.

“Hecate was in grave danger, fifteen years ago.” He paused as you lowered your head, remembering the many weeks you had fought for your life. “As some of you know, there were several attempts of murdering her, to get rid of her.” You took a sip of your drink, the memories still hurtful.

“I had offered her help to go into hiding, to get away before anything could happen but Hecate was adamant to stay, to be by her friend's side. That night, when I had sent her on a mission I had a hunch, that one of us was talking to the dark side but I wasn’t sure-”You sent her out there, knowing that Peter would rat her out?” Sirius slammed his palm on the dark table, eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the old wizard.

“Sirius.” You tried, your hand on his shoulder. He briefly looked at you before his back connected with the rest of his chair with a huff.

“That was my mistake, I admit.” He paused, looking at you. You opened your mouth, ready to continue.

“Peter had indeed given the information to his little friends and I was ambushed.” You took the pack of cigarettes from your pocket and lit yourself one, desperate for nicotine.

“They kidnapped me and held me in a place I didn’t recognize. I don’t know how long I was there, nor do I remember everything that happened to me. I was tortured for information but I held through.” You took a drag, your eyes connecting with Sirius’. His hand found yours as he gave you a sorry look. You didn’t know how to react.

“Regulus Black helped me escape.” Sirius eyes widened, his hand retreated as he stared at you.

“What?” You nodded and took another drag. “Reggie felt sorry for me, he told me that he never wanted this for me. He had contacted Albus and helped me escape. I believe he paid a hefty price for that, I’ll forever be thankful for Regulus’ braveness.” Sirius rubbed his hands over his face. You took another sip from your cup and looked at the kid next to you. It was outright terrifying how much he looked like his parents.

He looked at you, face nervous and unsure. You knew Harry, of course you did. You were by Lily’s side when she gave birth to him. You held him more times than you could ever count, changed his diapers and fed him.

You watched his first steps and heard his first words. You were his godmother for fucks sake. So why did you feel so nervous?

“After my escape Albus sent me somewhere far away, I didn’t know where this place was and I didn’t make it very easy for anybody involved. I wanted out, I needed to be by your side, by Remus’, Lily’s and James’ side. I needed to know if you guys were alright. I rebelled, even though Albus wanted me to be safe.” You put your cigarette out and leaned back.

“Though I believe that things would’ve worked out better if I would’ve been there. Lily and James would still be alive.” Every person in the room seemed to flinch at the dead wizards' names.

“You don’t know that.” Minerva tried but you shook your head. You put your hand on the table as you looked at Albus. “I know you meant well, but you had no right to make that decision. I’ll hold this grudge till the day I take my last breath.” Albus nodded but didn’t speak a word.

“So you kept her away from us? Like a joker, to be played when you see fit?” Sirius spoke again, hands crossed. You eyed Dumbledore, the cigarette in your hand burning further and further. The smoke filled your lungs, a sip of firewhiskey followed.

“Hecate is still alive, that’s what’s more important.” He tried but Sirius shook his head, a chuckle left his mouth as he narrowed his eyes at the old wizard.

“She’s still alive because you have something planned, isn’t it?” Your hand found his arm and he calmed down, chest deflating with a flex of his jaw.

“Fact is that I’m alive because Albus saved me, which I’m thankful for, of course. However, that decision, to keep me hidden from my friends and you, was unrightful and I won’t forgive him for that.” He eyed you and let his fingers slip between yours. Albus didn’t argue and started to talk about the topics at hand.

The air was cold, the dark coat kept you from freezing. The cigarette in your hand burned with an almost inaudible sound as your eyes skimmed the dark night. The backyard was still the same. Sirius’ parents had mowed it all down and plastered the lawn with tiles, claiming that upkeep was too much work.

The door closed with a click and you turned around, cigarette still clasped between your fingers. There stood Harry, his arms in the pockets of his jacket.

“So, you’re my godmother?” Your lips formed into a smirk.

“And you’re my godson.”

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i got my eye on you - three; marauders

pairing: marauders (sirius black x reader) | 3.3k words plot: albus reaches out to you to keep the marauders save, to not have them die, so you join them in their seventh year. authors note: I hope you're as happy with this chapter as i am , love u lots :) leave a comment if you want to be added to the taglist :)

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“Sirius, Y/N!” You pulled apart as Lily stumbled onto the balcony, face distraught.

You stepped in front of Sirius, hands still intertwined.

“It’s Remus.”

Your feet worked without your will as the two of you followed Lily inside. The party was still going on full blast, people were singing, drinking, having fun.

But you sobered up quite fast at the thought of Remus being hurt.

You pushed through the mass of people with Sirius in hand. Your heart beat at an abnormal speed.

Lily passed through the portrait and you followed suit. She turned a corner and held her hand out to show you the damage.

There sat Remus on the ground, sobbing.

You stared at the man, the crying mess. “He gets sentimental when drunk.” Sirius whispered in your ear and you heaved a sigh. You had to be fucking kidding.

“I can’t catch a break with you lot, can I?” You let go of Sirius’ hand which he audibly frowned upon and you kneeled in front of the weeping individual. Lily swayed herself, hands reaching for the railing behind her.

“Remus, honey?” His head lifted and he drunkenly threw his arms around your neck, almost pushing you to the ground.

“Oh, Y/N. My dear Y/N, how lovey to swee ya’” He mumbled.

He brushed his fingers through your hair as more tears escaped him, some unintelligible complaints left his mouth before you stood up again, which he wailed loudly about.

“Sirius, go get James.” He nodded with a stupid grin on his face and took off. Lily eyed you with squinted eyes, her legs trying to keep her drunken form up right. You lit a cigarette and crouched down again.

Remus eyed the cigarette and sobbed a broken. “Pwetty please.” You shook your head and held the stick away from him.

“Only if you stop crying, then off to bed, okay?” He eyed you and wiped the tears off his face with a big sniff. He took a deep breath and held his hand out.

“Stopped.” He said and you pushed the cigarette between his fingers and he silently smoked his cigarette.

“Me too!” Lily said, a small smile on her face as she held her hand out. You rolled your eyes.

“You don’t even smoke.” She only frowned at you and you heaved another big sigh, what big fucking children.

“Fine, fuck.” You cursed and lit her another cigarette.

With a big smile she took the stick and went in for a kiss, her painted lips connected somewhere between your cheek and your hair as she threw a “Thank u so so much” at you.

You made a mental note to have Suki get you more than one pack of cigarettes at a time, you damn well needed it.

Sirius made his way back to the three of you with James in tow. The man in question wasn’t as drunk as his friends as he looked at you.

“James, thank fuck. Please get Remus to bed, take Sirius with you.”

“I brought him.” Sirius mumbled next to you as he took your hand in his, a stupid smile on his face.

“Thank you, love.” You said with a sweet smile.

James chuckled and nodded at you. “What a party.” He laughed as he tried to get Remus to stand, he only complained. “M’Not finished.” He eyes the half done cigarette in his hand and left him. You lit yourself a cigarette.

“Want one too?” James shrugged and lit himself one as well. “Might as well.” So you stood there, with two shit faced drunk kids, a crying mess and James, smoking a fag. What a wonderful evening. You had to chuckle as Sirius went for your cigarette, you let him. His hand rested on your waist and his face on your shoulder.

“You look sweet, you two.” James said, blowing some smoke.

“Thanks.” Sirius answered and took another drag.

“Off now.” You said to Remus who scrambled to his feet with Lily’s help. You turned to Sirius, a hand on his cheek.

“Be good and help James.” He nodded and placed a sloppy kiss on your cheek. “Yup.” He said and followed suit.

The castle was quiet, much a contrast to last night. In your bag you had stashed a few bottles of your own creation. A hangover potion, mixed and brewed by yourself, it had proven useful during your school days.

The great hall was fairly quiet, a lot of hungover students graced the benches. With quick steps you made your way to the Gryffindor table. You reached the desired bunch and greeted them with a simple.

“Good morning.” Sirius frowned and made space for you. “Morning, love.” The others didn’t look better so you placed your bag in your lap. “Here you go.” You placed a bottle in front of each of them.

“What’s this?” Lily spoke quietly, shielding her eyes from any kind of light. “Hangover cure, drink it.” You said and in an instant they grabbed for the bottle. James downed it in one go, so did Sirius.

“Ow, this tastes like goblin piss.” Sirius complained. “It’ll help tough, so say thank you.”

He gave you a weak smile and muttered quietly. “Thank you, love.”

“I’ll catch you for lunch, I have something to do.” You said and stuffed another biscuit in your mouth. Sirius caught your hand before you could leave. You turned and looked at him.

“Where’re you going?” You squeezed his hand and gave him a smile. “I’m visiting Suki, I have some things to sort out at home.” He nodded and gave you a small smile.

“It works, huh?” You pointed at the bottle and he heaved a chuckle. “Nothing dangerous, I promise.” He nodded and gave your hand another squeeze.

You bent down to place a quick peck on his cheek before you left.

“Suki, I’m home.” You yelled as you closed the front door behind you. The cabinet was shiny and your pictures polished. You noticed that the picture of your graduation was put in a different frame.

“Miss! Suki is indescribably happy to see Miss home, come come.” She waved her tiny hands at you as she noticed you eyeing the frame.

“Oh, Suki is so sorry. It fell while Suki was cleaning. Suki has punished herself by shutting her fingers in the cabinet and changing the frame right after, Suki is so sorry, Miss.” She cried out and you gasped at her.

“Suki!” You scolded her.

“Why would you shut your fingers in the cabinet?” You took her hands in yours.

“I told you not to punish yourself, it was an accident!” She pulled her hand out of yours. “But Suki broke Miss’ favorite picture frame. Suki had to.” You frowned and pushed past her.

“We talked about this many times, Suki. I do not wish for you to hurt yourself.” She didn’t answer and followed you into the kitchen.

“More letters arrived, Miss.” Suki said as a few letters dropped on the kitchen table. You eyed the letters.

Your parents tried to get a hold of you, every now and then.

“Burn them, please.”

Suki didn’t question your choice and the letters went up in flames as she picked them up. The ringing of the telephone which sat on a small table a few feet away, caught your attention. Suki left the kitchen and you with the phone.

“Oh, Y/N. Finally I’m able to get a hold of you.” You closed your eyes and suppressed a sigh.

“Josephine.” She laughed and continued talking.

“It’s good to hear your voice, I heard you’re on a long time mission, Hogwarts, I heard. You’re finally leaving some work for us, huh?” She laughed and you felt an urge to hang up, like right now.

“Paperwork has been piling up on your desk, I gave it to your cute little house elf, she’s the sweetest isn’t she. I hope you’re well-”I actually have to-”Oh, right, you’re one busy Auror, might even be the busiest. Well I don’t want to hold you up any further, I hope your elf hasn’t misplaced the papers, some do, you see.” You tried to keep your calm.

“Thank you a lot, Josephine.” “Nothing to thank, take care.” You nodded and thanked her once again before you hung up.

Josephine was nice, but she talked and talked without stopping. Her voice didn’t help the problem much either.

You walked to the cabinet and poured yourself a drink. Suki came back with a stash of papers in hand.

“Miss Josephine left them with Suki.” She said before placing them on the table. You thanked her and got to work. Reports, approvals and other stupid forms to fill out.

“Please take them to Josephine, when you can.” Suki nodded and placed a stick of cigarettes on the table. You smiled at her before grabbing the big pack.

“You know me too well, Suki.”

She smiled at you. “Suki knows Miss best.” You nodded and gave her a quick kiss. You put your shoes on and grabbed your bag, which Suki held out for you.

“Treat yourself, Suki.” She nodded and rubbed your foot in a comforting manner. “Thank you, Miss.” You smiled at her and aparted to Hogwarts.

“There you are.” Sirius greeted you as he made space for you, Peter to your left. “What took you so long?” You gave him a small smile.

“Paperwork.” He nodded and placed some food on your plate. “The potion worked wonders.” Remus said, a content smile on his face.

“You needed it most, I think.” His face fell and his cheeks grew red.

“You were a sobbin’ mess.” James laughed and you joined, quieter though.

“Nothin’ to be ashamed of, Remus.” You waved at him, he just sighed. “Sirius and Lily were just as bad.” Lily looked at you, wide eyed. “I was super good.” Sirius threw in.

“What?” Lily questioned.

“First, you were like a lost puppy, Sirius and Lily, you demanded a cigarette while you had said you’d never touch a cancer stick.” She tried to argue but you raised your eyebrow. Sirius put his head on your shoulder.

“At least I didn’t break down crying in the hallway.” You just shook your head. “Keep telling yourself that.”

You followed the kids to class, history of magic, next. Sirius stopped you as the others kept walking. “What is it?” You asked with a small smile on your lips. He scratched the back of his neck and gave you a smile himself.

“I was thinking, the others will go to hogsmeade tonight and I’ve been wondering if, you know-”Stop beating around the bush.” He nodded and blew a breath over your head.

“I was wondering if you’d like to join me in my room to listen to some music, talk, you know, hang out a bit.” You gave him a grin.

“Hang out?” He sighed, his heart threatened to jump out of his ribcage any minute now.

“Only if you like, I’ve got some good music. Led Zepplin, Black Sabbath, Prince, if you’re into that.” You gave him a nod, a big smile on your face.

“Alright, I’ll hang out with you.” He cheered silently, a big smile on his face.

“Go, you’ll miss class.” He frowned. “You’re not coming?” You barked a laugh as you fished your pack out of your pocket. “And sit through a whole lesson of history of magic? No thanks.” He sighed and took a step towards class.

“I’ll wait on top of the Astronomy Tower, get the others too.” He nodded and took off before he turned around and ran back to you. He pressed a kiss on your cheek and left with a smile on his face. You held your cheek with a big smile on your face.

What a besotted idiot you were.

The weather was fairly nice today, not too many clouds, the birds were chirping. You liked the peace which was broken not much later as the kids made their way up the tower.

“Y/N!” Marlene cheered as she sat herself down, Sirius on your right.

“HOM is so so boring.” James complained, his bag discarded on the ground. Remus and Peter joined him on the ground whereas Lily joined you on the bench.

“You’re going to hogsmeade tonight, I heard.” They didn’t answer but you saw a few nods. “I charmed these.” You held a few bracelets out for them to take.

“Keep them with you at all times.” You paused while you handed them out. “When you smash these, a protective charm is released and the one I have alerts me.” Lily put it on her wrist immediately.

“Have fun and stay safe.”

“You’re not coming with us?” Peter questioned and you shook your head. “Sirius wants to hang out with me.” Sirius buried his head in your shoulder and sighed in embarrassment.

“Hang out? More like snogging with you.” James laughed and Remus jabbed him in the ribs.

“Just cause you can’t get any.” Sirius threw his way, Peter and Marlene broke into laughter.

“How about you keep your mouth shut, Jamsie?” You laughed before lighting yourself a cigarette.

You knocked on Sirius’ door with a bottle of wine and two glasses in hand and one of your own vinyls tucked under your arm. The door swung open and Sirius greeted you with a smile.

“Come in.” He said, his shirt tucked in on one side and his tie hung pulled apart from his neck. He took the wine from your hand and placed the cups and the bottle on a small table in the room.

“Sit.” He said as he pushed his hand through his hair.

“I brought one of my own.” You spoke, lips pulled in a smile. He took the vinyl from your hand and eyed it.

“Guns N’ Roses, cool!”

He placed the record next to his record player and sat himself down next to you. His bed was made neatly, just like he had fixed it a few times before you showed up.

“I’ll just.” He got off his bed and placed a Led Zeppelin record on his player and adjusted the volume before he sat down again. He faced you and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

You took one and lit it for the both of you. A few moments went by as you two just looked at each other.

“Why’re you so nervous?” You joked as you blew some smoke and he had to laugh. He lent back on the headboard of his bed and eyed you.

“You’re, like, insanely pretty, you know.” It was your turn to laugh as you blew some more smoke.

“That never stopped you.” He nodded and took another drag.

“It feels different, just you and me.” You nodded and watched the record turning on the player.

“To have you in my room is, like, a dream come true.” You chuckled, pushing some hair out of your face.

“How many girls have you told that?” His face fell as he watched you.

He leaned forward. His hand was now on yours. “I don’t know what you’ve heard, but I’m not like that anymore.” You placed your hand on his.

“Don’t worry, that’s not what I meant.” You paused.

“I mean, you’re very handsome, no wonder you’d have girls over.”

He shook his head and blew some smoke. “I’ve had one girl in my room before, not that that was anything like right now.” He paused and tried to find the right words.

“People like to paint me as a womanizer, like I have girls over every other day but, I swear I’m not like that.” You patted his cheek with a small smile on your face.

“I believe you, don’t worry.” You lifted yourself off the bed and walked to the small table. You poured some wine into the two cups and handed him a glass.

“Cheers to your false rumors.”

He barked a laugh and clinked his glass with yours.

“Cheers.”

You sat the glass on his bedside table and laid down on his bed. “Tell me about yourself.” You said as he sat his glass down as well.

“What do you want to know?” You paused.

“Tell me your story, Sirius. You know mine, now I get to know yours.” He nodded and laid down next to you, his head propped on his hand.

“My parents are pureblood fanatics, supporters of you-know-who.” He paused. “They always expected us to join the cause, his army and become death eaters. I never wanted that, I rebelled since I was a little boy.” His hand found yours.

“I had a bad fallout with them around last year, they had cursed me and I had to get away. James’ parents took me in. My brother, Regulus, probably became one of them.” You looked at him, eyes soft.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered. He didn’t answer and continued. “I’m better now, now that I’m away from them.” You nodded and squeezed his hand. “I’m glad.” He smiled and sat up as the vinyl stopped playing.

“Mine now.” You demanded. “Yes ma'am." He laughed and placed your record on the player and layed down again. You now faced the ceiling while he took the same position next to you, much closer than before.

“Horrible parents, we got that in common.” You chuckled as you looked at him.

“That we have.”

He answered as he almost hovered over you. Without much thinking you placed your hands on the sides of his face and pulled him closer. Your lips connected like they were made for each other.

Electricity sparked through you, from head to toe. His hand found your neck and you swam in the kiss like you were made for each other. It felt so right, so good.

He pulled away and looked at you with ecstasy in his eyes. He placed his forehead on yours as he whispered.

“You have no idea how badly I’ve been wanting to do this.” You chuckled and pulled him for another kiss. His lips worked with yours as you smiled into the kiss.

“Me too.” You answered breathlessly.

You pushed yourself off the bed and took a sip of your wine. You held your hand for him to take.

“Dance with me.”

He took your hand with a grin and put his hands on your waist. Like that you started swaying along with the music.

He leaned down and placed another kiss on your lips.

After dancing you ended up on the ground next to his record player.

“Put this one on.” You placed your finger on a Black Sabbath vinyl, which he had proudly presented to you a few minutes before. With a grin on his face he started the record and watched you bob your head along.

“I think I’ll hang out with you again.” You smiled and he chuckled before pushing his face to yours, his plump lips on yours.

“I think I'd like that.”

You opened your pack of cigarettes and handed him one, his soft eyes on yours.

“I like you a lot, Y/N.”

You nodded and blew some smoke, your eyes on the ever turning record.

“I like you too.”

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we'll be family, part 2; sirius black

pairing: sirius black x reader | 2.6k words plot: sirius is finally back and your godson is as well. You're determined to finally be a family, no one will come between, you're determined. prompt: "we'll be family" authors note: I might make this in a short part siries :)

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You’ve hated these neatly built houses as much as you did fifteen years ago, the way every single one of them looked exactly the same made you want to vomit, it bored you to death.

Harry was tucked behind you, even if he was almost taller than you. You lifted your hand and knocked three times before you could hear some shuffling inside.

The door opened without a sound and Lily’s sister came to sight, her face contorted into a confused or rather bewildered expression.

“Who might you be?” She screeched, her voice had given you a headache all those years ago as well. You’ve been here before, with Lily actually. She had invited her sister and her pig of a husband to their wedding. They didn’t want to hear her out, kicking her out after you had shoved your wand into their faces, ready to recite a curse.

“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten me, Petunia.” You gave her a small smirk before you walked straight past her, your hand in Harry’s as you spoke. “Go, get your things.” Harry had left some books and clothes behind, not everything had found its place in his trunk when he ran away. Harry gave you a nod and sprinted up the stairs.

“Get out of my house this instant, Y/N.” She did remember you.

You turned around and a small chuckle escaped you.

“I’m not here because your company is so exquisite, Petunia. I’m simply here because my godson forgot some of his stuff.” Some heavy footsteps sounded from within the house and Vernon came into sight. His eyes were wide, a pint of ice cream in his fat hands. “What’s she doin’ here?” He grumbled, cheeks painted red from even the littlest physical effort.

“Lovely to see you again as well, Vernon.” You waved at him dramatically and leaned back against the wall. “Get out, right now.” You sighed and shoved a cigarette between your lips. With a tap from your finger it lit itself.

“You really wanna talk to me like that?” You took a drag and blew the smoke in his direction. He didn’t answer as his eyes flew up the stairs. Harry has been rummaging through his former room for a few minutes. You had told him to be thorough, you didn’t want to come back here again.

“How’s your sister, oh, I forgot she’s a bit out of reach lately, right?” Vernon clenched his fat jaw and Petunia threw her hand in front of her mouth with a gasp.

“Well, I’m glad he’s gone actually.” Vernon spoke as he licked the spoon clean. You nodded and blew some more smoke. “Me too, you lot are so awfully boring.” Petunia walked past you to stand next to her disgusting husband. “Excuse me?” You laughed, cigarette sizzling away in your hand.

“You should be ashamed actually.” You paused as you walked up to her, your face now awfully close to her own. “To tell him his parents were killed in a car accident.” Your eyes were cold as you blew some smoke in her face, she had to cough as you watched her, mouth in a sour snarl.

”To say his father was an unemployed drunk when he was one of the best Aurors out there.” You paused, eyeing her up and down.

“Merlin was wise to not grant someone like you a spark of magic.” The stud of the cigarette now in your palm as it vanished. “God knows what a disaster that would’ve been.”

Harry shuffled down the stairs as you turned around with a bright smile on your face. You embraced his face in your hands and placed a quick peck to his forehead. He gave you a small smile and said, “I’ve got everything.” You nodded and grabbed his hand.

“You were never cut out to be parents, not even with your own.”

You brought a hand to the back of Harry’s head and petted him lovingly.

“He was always better off without you, I hope you know that.” Both of them didn’t speak as you gave Harry a tight smile and said, “Ready?” He nodded and without another word you apparated both of you away, back to Grimmauld Place, back to Sirius.

Your hand was in Sirius’ hair as he had his head in your lap, the book in your other hand hovered over his head. He hummed with his eyes closed as Harry darted into the living room. Your head whipped to the young boy and you closed the book to place it down. Sirius stirred and sat up, his hand snaked around your shoulders.

“Did you need something, Harry?” He nodded and sat down on the small stool in front of the both of you.

“I wanted to ask you about something.” You nodded, waiting for him to continue. Sirius hand found your upper arm to squeeze it lovingly, you looked at him and your heart felt so full. You leaned over to place a kiss on his lips.

“Right, I wanted to ask you about this picture.” He placed one of the many fotobooks on the tiny table and placed his finger on a picture.

Sirius and you were intertwined, limbs crossed and slung in a comfortable manner. The picture displayed you on top of a blonde individual, your fist raised and as fast punching down, sure to break the person's nose.

“Is that Lucius Malfoy?” You brought a hand to your mouth, trying to stifle a laugh. You simply nodded. Sirius barked a laugh and took the album from Harry’s hands, admiring the memory.

“Godric, she beat him up good.”

“Why?” Harry asked, a small smile on his lips. You sighed with a smile on your face.

“He talked shit about your mum, so I hit him.” Harry laughed, his chin rested on his hand as he listened to you explain. Sirius put the album down and heaved another laugh.

“Hit him? You knocked the lights out of him, like a fuckin’ bulldozer.” Harry shook his head as he eyed the photograph again. A satisfying warmth spread in his chest as he watched your fist connect with Malfoy's face over and over again.

“Well, Pettigrew didn’t waste a minute to snap a picture.” You complained, a hand in your hair. His minions had seen Peter with the camera and insisted on having Dumbledore check it. Because there was evidence, you were down for three weeks of detention.

“I’ve never been someone to just sit by when shitheads like Malfoy insult my friends.” Harry nodded and took the album back. He hesitated but asked anyway.

“I now know a lot about Sirius but not so much about you.” He paused and closed the album.

“Should I tell you about myself?” You asked with a small smile on your face.

Harry nodded and placed the album on the small table. “Please.” You nodded and slung one leg over the other, Sirius hand in yours.

”It’s not all sunshine and rainbows, Harry.” He shook his head. “I don’t care.” You nodded and watched Sirius light himself a cigarette.

“I was born into a fanatic pureblood family, just like Sirius. My parents were cruel, selfish pricks who didn’t care about anything else but their image. Had me dress up and displayed like a circus animal most of the time. I had a younger sister and a younger brother.

Ebony and Caspian were kids when our parents pressured them to be a part of the cause.” You air-quoted the last bit. Your chest tightened, the pain of losing both of your younger siblings still sat deep, it would until your last breath left your lungs.

“Ebony was naive, fast to find her place in the ranks of Voldemort's army.” You paused as you took the cigarette Sirius held out for you to take. Harry looked at you, eager to hear more.

“Caspian was wiser, he listened to me and became a member of the Order.” The smoke filled your lungs as you tried to push the tears down. “He was a great wizard and a lovely young boy. Sadly he was one of many people Pettigrew ratted out, he had no chance.” Harry leaned back in his chair and muttered a small “I’m sorry.”

You smiled at him before a huff left you. “Nothing to be sorry about, Harry. It’s sad, but that’s how it is.” Sirius thumb massaged your hand and you flashed him a small smile.

“I met Sirius before our first year, at a pureblood ball, actually. We didn’t like each other at first, the anger of our families stood between us. Around second year I got close to the Gryffindors, I hated nothing more than pretentious, arrogant pureblood pricks, so my house wasn’t really a place to make friends.” Harry chuckled and nodded along.

“All through third and fourth year we became great friends, all of us. At the end of fifth year, I had a bad fallout with my parents. I refused to get the dark mark and my father dueled with me. I had worked on my wandless magic since third year and I kind of felt this fight with my parents coming.

Working with McGonagall on wandless magic all those years saved my life, I believe. He didn’t spare me but neither did I. If I weren’t more focused on protecting my little brother, who was only thirteen or so, I would’ve killed him, maybe I should’ve.” You paused and wiped a stray tear. The smoke filled your lungs again and Sirius took a drag as well. His lips swiftly on yours for a quick peck.

“I escaped with my beaten brother in hands to the gates of Hogwarts. With the last bit of strength I sent my owl, Onyx, to alert Dumbledore. He made sure we were safe.” The stud of the cigarette found its way into the old ashtray and you took a breath.

“Ebony was lost to the dark, I knew that much, but Caspain was alright, that was all that mattered to me.”

“Caspian and I stayed with the Potters over the summer the next few years, I’ll alway be thankful to their kindness and generosity.” Harry nodded and rubbed his thumb on his chin with a questioning look on his face.

“So, Caspian died because of Peter Pettigrew’s betrayal.” You nodded, a pang of pain in your chest followed. “Your sister, Ebony, is she-”I sure hope she is, I killed her myself.”

The tears formed again, as you remembered how your baby sister layed on the dirty ground, clothes torn, lip bloody as she stared you down. “Eby.” You had whispered, your wand in your hand, hair in a tangled mess. Tears coated her cheeks as she choked up.

“I won’t apologize.” She had said, as fleeting light exposed her bleeding form. “I know.” You had whispered back, tears leaving your eyes as well.

She was dying.

Blood seeped from her mouth, her nose. “You do it, no one else.” The terror shook you, your damp clothes seemed to cage in like an iron claw. “Of course.” Your knees had connected with the damp ground as your hand found her cheek, a sob escaped your lips.

“I love you, Eby.” She nodded, her eyes roaming your face. Her lips tore into a smile as she sobbed a quiet “Love you too.” Blood splattered in your direction. “Avada Kedavra.” You had whispered and with a green flash she was dead.

“Excuse me.” You whispered, before you jumped to your feet and made your way out of the room. There were so many things you had buried, tried to forget. It was all in vain, you were damned to remember, to feel those emotions, to relive those events. You’re simply damned.

Your chest heaved with panic, your hands trembled, sweaty. “Love?” You whipped around to face Sirius, his face twisted into an empathic manner, his hands held out for you to take. Harry stood behind him, his eyes on the ground.

“Love, come here.” You took a big breath and embraced the man you loved, his hands wrapped tightly around you. You reached your hand out for Harry to take.

“Harry, love.” You called, his eyes found yours. With hesitant steps he made his way to you, his warm hand grasped yours.

“Don’t feel guilty, it’s just hard, is all.” You embraced him in your hug. There the three of you stood, tightly wrapped in a hug. You ruffled Harry’s hair and gave him a small smile.

“Though it’s in the past, it doesn’t always stay there. I wanted to tell you, so don’t feel bad.” He nodded and placed his hand in yours.

“The more I get to know you, Y/N. There more I see what a great woman you are. I’m glad to have you as my godmother.” You embraced the boy's face in your hands and placed a quick peck on his forehead. You wrapped your hands around Harry.

“Thank you, Harry.”

“Oh, how touching. Nice to see the family coming along.” Remus closed the door behind himself. You broke apart and walked over to your dear friend.

“Rem, how good to see you.” You smiled before embracing the man in a hug. “Moony, old friend.” Sirius smiled and hugged him as well.

“Kreacher, go fetch a bottle.” Sirius threw at the mean old house elf. “No need.” Remus swatted his hand.

“I come bearing news.” He rested his hand on the chair next to him. “Quite urgent, it seems.” “Good or bad?” You threw in, eyebrows furrowed. He tilted his head and gave you a small smile.

“However you want to take it, dear Y/N.” He paused and you huffed in amusement.

“There might be a hint on Peter. Albus wants to see you, Y/N.”

The smile left your face in an instant. “And he sent you because?-”He thought you might like my face more than Kingsley’s.” You patted Remus’ shoulder.

“True that.”

“They’re coming with me, both of’em.” You stated. Sirius's eyes found yours.

“But Sirius is still-”I’m not the struggling witch fifteen years ago, Moony. If they want either of them, they’ve got to go through me, so, Peter is as much Harry’s problem as mine or Sirius’ and we all want revenge. I’ll take responsibility, does that make you feel better?”

Remus shook his head with a sigh before holding his hand out for you.

“Once a troublemaker, always a troublemaker, huh?”

You nodded and held your hand for Harry to take, Sirius hand found your arm as well and within a flash the four of you had aparated to the grounds of Hogwarts.

“The Marauders are back, huh?” You chuckled. Sirius slung his arm around your waist and chuckled. That grin, that beautiful grin of his. You were sure to do anything in your power to see it on him as a free man.

You were going to crush Peter Pettigrew, you were going to avenge your brother, Alice, Frank, Lily and James. You were going to protect your family, Harry.

“You scandalous beautiful Minx.” He chuckled.

“Get a room.” Remus complained.

“I actually know a room around here.” He smiled at Remus who threw him a dirty look, who remembered the many sleepless nights he had to endure during their school time.

“You’re a wanker, Padfoot.” Sirius clasped your hand in his and pushed Harry forward.

“The one and only.” As he followed Remus down the corridor. With Sirius and Harry beside you, you felt complete.

However broken and beaten you three were, you were family now.

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we'll be family; sirius black

pairing: sirius black x reader | 1.6k words plot: sirius is finally back and your godson is as well. You're determined to finally be a family, no one will come between, you're determined. prompt: "we'll be family" authors note:I hope you like it, there might be another part :)

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“The food is incredible, Molly.” you smiled at the red haired woman. A couple of humms agreeing with you as you continued to devour the bowl of food. “I’m glad, hun.”

Your hand was entangled with his, shoulder to shoulder.

Sirius had broken out of Azkaban a few months ago, you’d been inseparable ever since. Albus had let you finally and officially meet your godson, not that you haven’t seen him before.

The old wizard had forbidden you to take him, he had deemed you unfit to take care of an infant when Lily and James were killed and Sirius was sent to Azkaban. You complied all those years ago, not that you didn’t go down without a fight.

“Harry, love, we’ll get all of your things tomorrow morning, alright?” you spoke, his head snapping to you. He gave you a small smile and nodded. “I’ll come with you, no worries.” Your hand found his and his smile widened a tad. “Alright.” Harry had run away in a fit of anger, with good reason, you thought.

That old hag had it coming. You slightly waved your hand and the jug of water hovered over the table towards you. You were one of few wizards who were able to do magic without a wand. Making you a great asset to the Order.

Sirius tensed up, you knew well that the wrongful accusations still hurt him and how annoyed he was that he was practically bound to the house he most hated.

“Alright, all kids out!” Alastor spoke as he made his way into the kitchen. “We’ll start the meeting!” he continued. Molly ushered the children out before Harry turned to you. Sirius's hand had found its way across your back and held your waist while the other gently stroked your shoulder.

Oh, how you had missed this, missed him.

“I want to stay, Y/N.” Harry whispered as he held onto your hand. Sirius didn’t intervene, he had made his point an hour ago. “Go on now, Harry.” Molly pushed him gently and you rose to your feet. “I’d like Harry to stay.” You said.

Severus who just arrived scoffed at you, lips in a snarl as he opened his mouth. You held on to Harry and ushered him to take a seat just like yourself.

“He’s got you under such a tight grip, just like all those years ago.” You rolled your eyes at him and propped your head onto your hand in boredom. “Like calls to like, I guess.”

He paused and the hand your husband had around your back tensed, your eyebrows shut up in anger. “Black’s been a lovesick fool without an opinion even in his school days, it was only a matter of time for you as well, Y/N.”

Your face converted into the cold mask you knew too well, the fork in your hand clutched tightly as you, without a thought, apparated just across the table. Sirius had gone through a lot during your school days, his parents were absolute monsters and your love kept him above water all those years. To badmouth your connection, the shared pain and sorrow was unheard for.

Without as much as a huff you pointed the fork to Severus’ neck, his eyes wide.

“I might be all smiley, happy even because after twelve years of a sentence he didn’t deserve, I finally have my husband back you better don’t forget that I’m a Slytherin as well, dear Snivellus.” You leaned down, eyes boring into his. “I’ll end you just like the little worm you are, if you dare insult my husband once more.” “Any more comments to add?” he gulped and avoided your eyes. “That’s what I thought.”

Without another word you apparated right back into your chair, the slight squeak from the old chair the only sound in the room. “What was that?” Kingsley spoke. You didn’t think too much of it. Your friends have known since school, even Albus and Minerva knew. It was no secret that wandless magic was your expertise.

“You’ve mastered wandless magic?” Kingsley spoke again, your eyes found Harry’s, who tried to hide a laugh. Your outburst towards his most hated teacher filling him with joy. “I had a lot of time.” You huffed, the filled cup found its way to your painted lips.

Your hands found their way to your lover. His lips connected with your neck as your fingers played with the back of his neck. “You’re breathtaking when you’re angry.” He whispered in your ear before pressing a light kiss onto your cheek. “Oh, how I love you, Sirius.” you smiled into the kiss.

The meeting had gone by quickly after you all agreed to let Harry join the next meeting. Albus claimed that he had to think about it thoroughly, since it wasn’t a light choice to make. Sirius and You stood with your opinion, there was no time to waste, you thought.

“Here they are.” you smiled before grabbing a pile of dusted old books. They were in fact photo albums. “I haven’t seen those in years.” Sirius spoke behind you, his hands tucked into his trousers. “I want Harry to have them.” you gave him a kiss and made your way out of your bedroom. Sirius had given you a nod and settled on the bed without another word.

You knocked on the room the kids slept in. Harry, Hermoine and Ron had agreed to share a bedroom. There was a slight rumble before you opened the door with a squeak. You tried to suppress a laugh, of course they were still awake.

A snort escaped you as you flicked on the light. “Stop pretending to be asleep, you lot aren’t good at it.” Harry rose first and gave you an uncomfortable laugh. Hermoine and Ron joined him shortly after. “Sorry, we were supposed to-”Oh, please. You’re old enough to sleep when you feel like it.” You waved him off, the three visibly relaxed.

“I came because.. I wanted to give you these.” You held out your hands. Your godson got up from his bed and joined you on the floor. His friends joined you as well. “What are these?” He asked. You gave him a smile and opened the first one. “These are our years at Hogwarts.”

The first page was graced with a group photo of Lily, James, Remus, Peter, Sirius and You. You all held onto your graduation caps, wide smiles on your faces. “This was right after graduation, but there are pictures of all seven years.”

A small smile formed on your face as you watched how James had tried to stretch his arms over all of you, how Lily leaned into James’ side with a wide smile. Remus had his arms around Sirius and You, your hand on Sirius chest as he pressed a kiss onto your head.

Harry stared at you with wide eyes. “I was determined to document our time together.” you paused and flipped to another page. “This was after your mother had finally agreed to go out with your father, we were all so happy that James’ yapping would stop now. He was insufferable, really.”

In the picture was James as he held Lily in his arms, smiling wide. Remus, Sirius and You stood next to them shaking your heads. Sirius had his hand in yours and your other arm was propped up on Remus' shoulder who had sat down onto a tiny wall.

Harry chuckled and you flipped to another page. “This was when your parents asked us to be your godparents.” you looked at the picture. How the shock spread onto your faces before you smothered baby Harry in a kiss. Sirius stroked Harry’s cheek and settled a kiss on your cheek. You’ll never forget the warmth that spread through you as they asked you, how much love warmed the place that night.

“Take your time looking through them.” You paused and raised your hands to Harry’s cheeks. Oddly enough it felt like all those years ago, when you used to hold little Harry in your hands. “I know Sirius and Me are not your parents and…we’ll never be but, I’ll try my best to be anything close to the mother Lily never got the chance to be.” A tear made its way down Harry’s cheek and you quickly wiped it. “I love you, Harry. We’ll be a family now.”

You gave Hermoine and Ron a stroke to their cheeks as well and left them alone. Before you were out the door you spoke once again. “You can ask me anything about them whenever you want, I’ll gladly answer your questions.There are so many great stories about them.” he nodded and got to his feet.

Within seconds he had his arms around you, his face buried in your neck. You held him, stroked his back in a comforting manner. “Thank you, Y/N. I love you too.” He raised his head and you wiped the tears once again.

“Your parents would be more than proud of you, Harry. Such a lovely young man you’ve become.” you planted a kiss on his forehead and left the kids alone.

Sirius was still awake, a book clasped in his hand as he looked at you through his reading glasses. “Are you cryin’?” he said, book long forgotten as he sat on the edge of the bed. You nodded and embraced him in a tight hug, your head rested on his chest. “I showed him some pictures of all of us.” He planted a kiss on your temple. “Oh.” was all he said.

“I miss them.” you whispered, a tear rolling down your cheek. “Me too.” he answered.

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moonlit destiny PART THREE ; ksj!king au

pairing: princess!reader x king!jin / 1.5k words

warnings: angst, violence, anxiety, strong language, trauma

plot: marrying a king of a far away country seemed to be your biggest problem, but gradually falling in love with a man who is deeply hurt and isn’t able to control his rage turns out to be more troublesome. And soon you get a taste of what betrayal, loyalty and a country full of lies mean.

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You hadn’t spoken to Jin since yesterday, the way he freaked out when you mentioned your plans to visit Taehyung's exhibition made you want to throw up. Never had someone laid their hands on you nor did anyone ever demand something this trivial from you. You were determined to visit his brother's presentation, eager to see something else than these plain walls and the waterlilies out in the ponds.

You made your way outside. Eunseo and Dawon, your servants, by your side as Seunghun, the guard who was instructed to stay by your side, closed the door behind you. “Good Morning, Seunghun.” you smiled as he bowed his head with a small smile. “Good Morning, Your Grace.” you only rolled your eyes and nudged his arm. “What did I tell you to call me?” you sighed and hooked your arm in his. “It’s just us.” Eunseo chuckled at you, enjoying your bright nature.

“Alright, Y/N.” You nodded your head and smiled ahead. “I’m heading to Taehyung's exhibition, if my fiance asks.” You smiled at Byounggon, another guard you had the pleasure to get to know. He nodded and positioned himself at the entrance of the gate, since you would be leaving.

The ride in the carriage was quiet until Seunghun spoke up. “You know that Emperor Kim would have my head if he heard me call you by your name.” you nodded and patted his knee with a small smile. “I don’t particularly care what he likes or not.” You were still mad at him, they knew that much. “He won’t like you visiting Sir. Taehyung either, after he forbade you.”

You shook your head with a small grin on your lips. “My dear Dawon, you worry too much.” she only shook her head as she smiled at you.

“What else can I do?”

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“He actually let you come?” You turned around with a smile on your face as he bowed to you. “He doesn’t know I’m here.” you bowed back at him. His eyebrows shot up as he gently pushed you towards the first painting. “You’re quite brave.” You only scoffed as you looked at the work of art.

You didn’t understand art nor did it particularly interest you, you weren’t here because you loved Taehyung's paintings so much. You were because of the fact that Seokjin forbad you. The fact that you being in his brother's presence annoyed him to the point of almost hurting you infatuated you.

“How are things with him?” you both stared at the painting, not at each other. It shouldn’t look like you two gossiped, like you actually had topics to speak about. “Does he treat you better than Eunbi?” You only sighed and shrugged your shoulders. “How would I know?” you paused as you moved on to the next painting.

“He got angry yesterday and forbad me to come here.” He scoffed and slipped a quick glance at you. “Yanked me around like a ragdoll.” you complained. Taehyung crossed his arms as his jar flexed. “So he’s just the same.” You only sighed. He turned, ready to move on to the next art work. “He seems to like you though, fight back when you can.”

Seunghun helped you out of the carriage, Dawon and Eunseo waiting for you with small smiles plastered on their pretty faces. “Miss Y/N.” Dawon whispered as Seunghun offered you his arm once again. She pointed up the small stone way, there he stood. Your fiance, Kim Seokjin, stood in the doorway of your home.

“He’s probably super angry.” You sighed. Seunghun only tugged you forward. You made your way towards the man, his chin raised in a threatening manner. “Leave!” he demanded, startling Seunghun, Dawon and Eunseo. “Leave me with my fiance.” he spoke a little calmer. “Don’t talk to them like this.” You bowed to your friends, patting Seunghuns arm as he positioned himself next to the entrance. “I’m fine.” you whispered to Eunseo as she dragged Dawon with her.

Jin slammed the door shut and stood still, only his heavy breathing audible. You took your jewelry off as he started to yell. “Who do you think you are?” he sat himself down on your shared bed. “Running off to an event I forbid you to attend.” You rolled your eyes as you gave him an angry look. “Who do you think you are? To lock me in here like an animal.” you slammed your hand on the small table. “I get it, you’re the king. Everybody falls to their knees to your command.” you walked up to him, bending yourself down to his face.

“Not me.” you paused. “I’m not one of your servants. I’m not someone you can disrespect and threaten all the time.” You were all up in his business now, noses almost touching as he only glared at you. “I want to attend whatever event I want and I don't need your permission, do you understand me?” His eyes widened as he stood, mouth open. “I’ll play the little wife, believe me.” you now jabbed a finger in his chest. “But I won't have you treat me like shit in private. I won’t have you treat me like Eunbi.”

That was low, you knew that. She tried to kill him.

“She has nothing to do with this.” he spoke, voice defeated. You now wondered if you were too harsh on him. He didn’t say anything now, sitting himself down. “You have to trust me, Jin.” You carefully got closer to him, grabbing the back of his neck as he snaked his arms around your waist. His head rested on your stomach as you played with his hair.

“I do.”

You once again sat at one of the ponds in the palace, the east pond was your favorite. The small pool of water had fish in it and the water lilies floated so peacefully over the water, it gave you a great amount of relaxation. “You must be his fiance.” A cheerful voice broke you out of your daze. You turned around and came to look at a beautiful woman, not much older than you.

“I’m Seola, one of his concubines.” she smiled as she bowed and sat herself next to you. “I’m Y/N, I’m Seokjin’s fiance.” you gave her a crooked smile, not sure what to make out of this situation. “No worries, he hasn’t shown up in weeks.” she smiled and crossed her legs next to you. “I just wanted to meet the woman herself.” you gave her a small smile. “Well, here I am.” you sighed, diverting your attention to the pond again.

“Trouble in paradise?” you only chuckled at her. “You wouldn’t believe me.”

She nudged your shoulder and smiled at you. “I’ll listen.” You smiled and declined, you didn’t need his concubines snitching to him about how much you disliked him at the moment.

“No thank you.” Seola pouted and leaned herself against the handrail, resting her head upon her arms. “Okay, too.” You both stayed quiet before she broke the silence. “You don’t have to be alone, you know.” Your eyes found hers. “I’ll be your friend, if you need one.”

You scoffed and leaned back on your hands. “Being friends with one of his concubines, I don't know.” She got up and gave you a small sad smile. “We’re all just humans, right.” she paused before giving you a pat on the shoulder. “Think about it, Y/N.” she walked away, leaving you alone.

It was late, the middle of the night actually as Seokjin left you in bed. He was quiet, trying his best to not wake you up but you were awake when he sat himself up. You heard every sigh and every grunt he tried to suppress. Every shuffle sounded in your ears clear and loudly.

You laid still as he got up, opening the door and leaving you behind in the middle of the night.

You sighed as you turned around, facing the ceiling.

“What is happening?” you sighed as you got up. Your feet hit the cold floor as you made your way to the door, sliding it open as quiet as you managed. Jinyoung's eyes widened as he caught sight of you. “Your Majesty.” he spoke quietly, a bow followed his greeting. You waved towards the guard. Jinyoung and Hyunsuk were here during the night, guarding the front and back of the palace building. Seunghun and Byounggon guarded the house and you during the day. The men were Seokjins and now your personal guards, some of the few people Jin seemed to trust.

“Keep me company, Jinyoung.” you pleaded quietly. He nodded his head and placed a chair he fetched from inside next to himself. “Of course, Your Majesty.” he gave you a small smile. You patted his arm before sitting yourself down next to him. You wanted him to sit himself down with you for several nights, he only denied your pleas with the excuse of having to do a good job at guarding you.

“You’re a good friend, Jinyoung.” you sighed before closing your eyes as you snuggled into the chair. “It’s an honor that you consider me your friend, Your Majesty.” he smiled, looking ahead. “Sleep well, Your Majesty.” he paused before adjusting his uniform.

“I’ll keep you safe.”

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taglist: @teamtardis-notdead @little7bitchh @mgnedx @ayyyocee @kittychatonnoir @kimahnjung98

#bts #bts au #bts jin #bts seokjin #bts angst #bts jin king au #bts historical au #bts fanfic #bts jin fanfic #bts jin imagine

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chimtaesty · 2 years

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broken laws PART TWO ; jk!hybrid au

pairing: jungkook x reader / 1.3k words

warning: angst, fluff, strong language, trauma

plot: Jungkook is a hybrid in the sex club Euphoria. After a police raid, led by you, he takes his chances and searches for help. Will you help him or turn him in like the law says?

A/N: hi! I'm back in the game.

masterlist ; navi ; story masterlist

The sun danced over your face as a quiet knock drove you to open your eyes. You sighed and turned around, the sun burning in your eyes. The door swung open, a barely noticeable breeze swooshed over the covers as Jungkook made his way inside.

“Y/N?” he spoke, silently. He tried to talk as gently as possible. Your eyes opened slightly as you searched for the source of the voice. The sight of a man in front of your bed startled you slightly before the memories flooded back into your mind.

“JK, what’s the matter?” you asked, your hand combing through your hair as he faced you, ears laid flat on his head, frightened you might’ve changed your mind. He fidgeted with his thumbs as he tried to start the conversation. “If you’re hungry, there’s a bunch of-”When are you going to turn me in?” he cut you off. You sat up fully now, hand once more brushing through your hair as you huff.

That was something, you had just woken up.

“JK-”I understand if you don’t want me here.” he spoke again, gaze glued to the ground as he waited for you to kick him out, to give him an ultimatum. His thumb started to hurt as he ripped a piece of skin off, sticking the bleeding phalanx into his mouth as he waited for your answer, your statement of sorts.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” you rubbed your eyes as you pushed the blanket off your feet. “I never said anything about turning you in.” You walked past him to the bathroom.

He just stood there, eyes wide as he looked at the wooden floor. What did you mean? He would be here, unlawfully. You’d be a criminal. He couldn’t grasp what you told him or why in the name of god you weren’t going to turn him in.

“Are they good?” you spoke, breaking the icy silence between you two. His eyes met yours as he chewed away on his eggs. “What?” you pointed your fork at his plate. “The eggs.” you simply replied. He only nodded and silently answered. “They’re very good.”

You sipped away at your coffee, he gradually drank his warm milk. “What kind of hybrid are you, actually?” your eyes didn’t meet his as you read through today's newsletter. Jungkook's hand scratched the back of his neck as he started to explain himself. “I’m a cashmere lop bunny.” You grinned at him as you chuckled. “Cute.” you almost whispered but he had heard it. His cheeks turned a light pink, ears twitching as he had to grin himself.

He somehow really enjoyed the fact that you had called him cute.

“Tell me about yourself.” You spoke, disturbing the silence between you two. Jungkook and you had sat yourselves out on your balcony, enjoying the sun. You didn’t open your eyes as you waited for him to answer. “There’s not much about me.” he sighed, you opened your eyes to look at him.

He was beautiful. The way his hair fell over his forehead looked pretty, he was way too pretty. His nose always scrunched up when he thought about something, he truly was a bunny by heart. “I was born and raised in Euphoria.” he started, putting his cup down on the wooden table between you two before his hands fell into his lap.

“My mother got pregnant with me while working at the club. Of course she shouldn’t have, having a pregnant hybrid meant no business.” he paused to pick at his thumb. “She no longer was allowed to serve the customers, not that anyone would like to spend a night with a pregnant hybrid.” you only looked at the ground as you listened to him speak.

“She had to give birth alone, and died while doing it.” He wiped his eyes, a small sniff leaving his frame. “The others at the club took care of me.” he took a sip of his cup before continuing. “Hyeun is the only one left, the other’s passed away. She was a good friend of my mother, promising to have me stay alive as long as possible.”

You turned towards him, head resting in your palm. “I’ve been serving customers since I was eleven. Hyeun is more or less my mother. She took care of me when no one would. She calls me Jungkook, I like that name.” he smiled a bit. ” He paused. “She was the one who told me to flee and seek your help.” You nodded as he turned to you, eyes watery.

“Your turn.”

You only shrugged your shoulders as you sighed. “My mum was a police officer as well, she died when I was thirteen. She was killed in service.” A small gasp left his lips as he saw how nonchalantly you spoke about it. “My dad and I were alone after that.” you pulled your legs to your chest as you continued to speak. “He wasn’t really my dad after she died, he died with her that day.” You took a sip of your cup. “He’s in a nursery home now, they’re taking good care of him there.”

“I took my exams and became a police officer myself.” you nodded to yourself.

“My aunt still calls me every year just to curse me out because I decided to become an officer too.” He shook his head. “She sounds obnoxious.”

“You have no idea”

“Why the hell do I have to come in at 2am?” You complained as you slammed your bag down on the table in the changing room. “There’s quite the mess-” Somi was cut off by distant yelling. You gave her a look, she only sighed as you made your way down the hallway. “There’s no one who gets people in order like you.” She spoke behind you. “Please do something about this.” Taeyong spoke, holding the door open for you. “I want to speak to your superior, you fucking asshole!” You took a deep breath as you approached Jaemins desk. He only gave you a pleading look, desperately wanting this man away from him.

The man grew quiet as you stared down on him, a death glare in your eyes. “Who-a-are-y-you?” he tried to bark, you only turned your head to the side, crossing your arms. The other officers glanced at you, relieved to have you at the station. The only one who didn’t almost sigh in relief as you made your way into the station was Chanmi, she rolled her eyes at the sight of you.

“Would you mind coming with me, since you requested his superior, Sir.” you spoke, calmly. He scrambled to his feet, following you to your desk. You sat down and took a sip of the energy drink Somi had placed on your desk a few minutes ago. “So you’re his superior, I have to file a complaint-''I'm not.” you looked at him as you took another sip.

His eyes widened. “What?” you only shrugged your shoulders. “I’m not his superior, I just had to get you away from him.” you chuckled a bit. “You would’ve given the poor boy a stroke, sooner or later.”

“This is unbelievable, I want-”No you know what, you’re going to calm down now. This is a police station, not the fucking circus.” you grabbed a pen and took another sip from the can. “Tell me why you’re here.” you demanded, the man huffing in response.

“That’s what i wanted to say that dumb cunt-”One more fucking insult and i’ll kick you out.” you threatened, rubbing your eyes. “It’s 2 in the morning and my day off, make it quick.”

He shook his head as he continued. “One of my hybrids-”I’ll stop you right there.” you held one hand up. “There’s an office that handles hybrid related crimes, Sir.” he shook his head. “He was kidnapped or something like that-”Sir, are you not listening to what I’m saying?” he only slammed his hand on your desk.

“Alright, give me his name and I'll forward it to the office, god jesus.”

“JK”

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#bts #bts jungkook au #bts hybrid imagine #bts hybrid!au #bts hybrid x reader #bts jungkook #jungkook #jungkook hybrid au #jungkook imagine #fluff #angst #bts angst!au #bts fluff

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chimtaesty · 2 years

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starry night ; kth!painter au

pairing: taehyung!painter x reader / 2.1k words

warnings: fluff, smut

plot: turns out his hands can do way more than draw beautiful paintings

A/N: hi! I hope you like this little something :)

masterlist ; navi

The wind flowed through your hair as the sun danced along your skin. A book resting on your face as the window slowly but surely clinked against the old facade of the building you’ve been living in since you were born.

“Miss, Y/N.” a small soft voice caught your attention. The book slid down your face and fell down to the marble floor with a slap. “The artist arrived.” the small maid almost whispered. You gave her a small smile, appreciating the fact that she kept her voice quiet. Knowing how your head easily hurts right after waking up from a nap. “I’ll be right out.” you assured her.

She left you alone. You made your way from the windowsill and closed the window right after. The sun warming up your glowing face made you sigh. You would love to laze around some more, enjoying the afternoon sun. You asked for him though, demanding his work for any price.

He agreed, knowing to not deny an offer from a woman like you. You were alone, left with nothing but this house and your fathers wine empire. It assured you a comfortable life, a life other people only dreamed of, but you were alone. The soft voiced maid not making up for how alone you actually were.

Your bare feet silently slapped against the marble floor as you walked down the hallway. Your maid followed silently, her steps barely noticeable. You opened the door to the great hall, startling the man setting up his equipment in the process.

“Mr. Kim.” You smiled at the artist, holding out a hand as he put a dirty pot down. He wiped his hand on his rather used pants and gave you a crooked smile. “Miss Y/L/N.” You only shook his hand and smiled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” he huffed and scratched the back of his neck. “It’s rather a pleasure for me.” he paused and looked you right in the eyes. “Thank you for inviting me out here.”

You huffed as you sat down on a small stool he had brought with him. You watched him as he sat his stuff up. How he placed all his brushes on a small used towel, how he mixed his colors and especially how his arms flexed as he stirred the small pots of paint.

He certainly was a very attractive man, very very attractive, in fact. The way his curly hair fell over his eyes and the way his brows furrowed as he opened the lids of the paint tubes with his teeth made the hair of the back of your neck raise.

“Why did you choose me?” he said, his voice making you look at him. Your head moved with a sigh in your hand as you thought. “I saw one of your works in Mr. Jungs gallery a few months back.” you looked at him now, eyes locking with his. “Your work intrigued me.” you smiled slightly and continued. “The moment I looked at your painting I knew.” you paused, scratching your other arm. “I knew I wanted you to paint me, no one else.”

“Thank you for the compliment.” he almost whispered, cheeks slightly pink. You just knew the tips of his ears started to burn up. “Only the truth, Mr. Kim.” you disagreed. This man was unimaginably talented. The way his paintings weren’t just paintings but a whole story. His works were done with such love and passion, something a lot of artists lacked nowadays.

“Thank you.” he whispered.”And it’s Taehyung for you.”

A comfortable silence fell over you two, him preparing for his work being the only sound. Your maid opened the windows, letting the summer wind. “This truly is the best time of the year.” you smiled. Taehyung only sighed as he wiped his forehead. “It’s rather tiring for me.” he chuckled. You nodded and gave him a small smile. “You can take some of your clothes off, if you’re more comfortable.” he only eyed you, unsure if you meant what you had said.

“I heard you paint with your shirt off.” you whispered as you got closer to him. His eyes widened, head raising to avoid your beautiful face. “Is that true?” you whispered as you put one hand on his chest, his heart seemingly jumping out of his chest. “Do you undress for everyone?” he gulped and grabbed your hand, trying to fight for the last pit of professionalism left in him. “Miss.-”It’s Y/N for you.” you mimicked what he had said to you a few minutes ago.

“Y/N, i don’t think-”Oh, I’m not trying to sleep with you.” you protested, you hand leaving his heaving chest as he longed for more. You were unimaginably beautiful, your sent, even your voice bewitched him. He sucked in a deep breath as he looked at you. You only gave him a bored look, your lashed batting at him in an evil way.

“A man like you is more than one night.” you smiled, your hand brushing through your hair. “I’d have to have you forever.” he didn’t move, too mesmerized with what you said.

“Let’s start with a painting, shall we.”

He had taken his shirt off, of course.

You only stared at him as the used material left his soft skin. You’ve never seen a man like this, seen his upper body enchant you like this. His muscles were defined, the sweat leaving a beautiful shine on his skin. He was too busy with getting the shape of your chin right to notice the way your gaze danced over his chest.

“I can’t really get it,” he whispered more to himself than to you. Your eyebrows furrowed as he stopped painting, head resting on his hand as he sighed. “Is there a problem?” you tried, his attention swapping to you again. He slightly shook his head, denying you to notice his failure. “I’ll gladly help, if i can.” you smiled.

“It’s rather embarrassing.” he shook his head as you made your way to him. You only chuckled as you saw what he was struggling with. He had drawn your face flawlessly, it made you question if you really looked like that. Your arms stanced upon your knees were visible too, no crook or misplaced stroke on the canvas.

The thing he was struggling with was simply your upper body. Your breasts to be exact.

“The shirt doesn’t quite do you justice, i don’t want you to look different from what you actually look like.” he spoke, scratching his brow with his empty hand. A stroke of paint left just above his brow.

“What would that be?” his eyes found yours, lips pursed as he thought for a moment. “Absolutely mesmerizing?” he chuckled. You grinned at him and nodded your head, you knew what you had to do. Your hands found his shoulders as you turned him towards yourself. “Well, Taehyung.” you paused to grab the hem of your shirt.

“I hope this will help bring this painting to a finish.” He had no time to protest or even say a single word before you pulled your shirt over your head, leaving with nothing but the best view of your boobs. You looked at him, eyes looking down on him as he stared at your chest in utter disbelief. “Y/N..” he whispered, eyelashes fluttering.

His eyes found yours as he licked his lips. “You can touch.” you whispered. He didn’t move, eyes flickering between your breasts and your face. You sighed as you turned around.

He didn’t like you after all, the flirting wasn’t mutual.

Suddenly he had his hand on your right breast, making you gasp. “How can I not, when you even offered.” His other hand found its way to your throat, firmly holding your head up for him to kiss below your ear.

Lips warm and dangerous as he whispered in your ear.

“God forgive me for what I'm about to do.”

He massaged your breast, nipple hard as a moan reached his ears. Your hand sneaked back, reaching the back of his neck. “Tae-”I know.” he whispered back. His other hand left your throat and allowed you to turn around. “Should we-” you kissed him as hard as possible, leaving no room for breathing as his hands brushed your hair out of your face. A low groan rumbled through his body as your hips brushed against his used work pants. His bulge visibly grew by the minute.

You glided your palms down his sweaty chest as his hands found your head, fingers curling through your hair. “I thought you didn’t want me for just one night?” his breathy words sounded through the big room. Your eyes found his as you pouted for a second. Your hands left his chest as you sat up, ass on his crotch.

“So you don’t want this?” you whispered, as you tried to get up. The disappointment audible as you avoided his pleading eyes.

His hands however had a firm grip on your luscious thighs. His mind was running miles, why did you want him? A lousy artist, a man who lives from painting to painting. He couldn’t quite grasp how a woman like you, so beautiful, so ethereal, could even think of keeping him by your side for more than a night.

“I want this.” he blurted out, hands still holding onto your thighs. “I want all of you, but why?” his voice crumbled. His head fell back, eyes darting to the ceiling as his cheeks grew warm. “I mean, I’m a simple artist.” he sighed. “You’re a woman of high status, why-” he was cut off by your hand on his cheek. Your eyes, filled with warmth and love, stared back at him. “Do I look like I care about this stuff?” you chuckled slightly, pecking his lips. “I’m no woman of status, both of my parents are dead. What good is this status of mine when I’m awfully alone?” you sighed, hands resting on his chest. “And you’re no lousy artist, you’re a wonderful painter.” you smiled as you gave him another kiss.

His hands made their way up your sides as you both kissed, tongues finding each other as you both struggled to breathe. “You’re so beautiful.” he whispered in between kisses, making you smile. “But since you said I'm not a man for just one night” he paused, giving you a small mischievous grin.

“Just a taste?”

He got on top of you, hands on your full breasts. He massaged them, sure to twirl his thumbs over your nipples. You couldn’t do anything as he brushed his hand down to your pussy. His hands found your panties, the only fabric still decorating your body. “Now, now, baby.” he chuckled as a small moan left your lips. Your eyes found him as he gently pulled the fabric down, gliding it over your feet just to flick it over his shoulder. “We won’t be needing these.” he chuckled, more to himself.

His breath hit your clit, startling you a bit before he cooed teasingly. “God, you’re sensitive.” he smiled before his thumb found your clit. “Like this?” he questioned, a sly smile on his face. “Or like this?” he spoke before his mouth found your bud. Your eyes widened as his tongue swirled over your clitoris. A moan left your mouth as he pushed a finger in your core. You tried to hold back, what would your maid think of you if she heard you? Your hand now stuck between your teeth prevented any loud sound from leaving your lips. His now two fingers pumped into your pussy relentlessly. “Hand out of your mouth, I want to hear you.” he demanded, a sloppy lick over your pussy making you arch your back. “Is it too good?” he teased. “Does it feel good?” you moaned, no words able to escape your mouth.

“Cum for me then.” he spoke, face once more buried in your pussy. It was building up, a tight feeling in your abdomen as he licked his way through your folds. “I’m close.” you whispered as he pumped his fingers. “That’s right.” he spoke into you. “Cum right here for me”

Just like that, the climax you’ve been chasing caught up to you. Like a wave of unbelievable pleasure it enlightened your whole body and stars danced in your vision.

Just like a starry night.

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#bts #bts taehyung au #bts taehyung #bts au #bts imagine #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #taehyung #taehyung painter au #taehyung painter fanfic #smut #fluff #bts fluff #bts smut #taehyung fluff #taehyung smut

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chimtaesty · 2 years

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thank you!

hi and thank you for 1.400 followers :) I'm glad to announce that we hit so many followers. I've been writing for roughly three years now, i think. I've been going through constant changes but i'm glad to have y'all here to read what i have to say and what i'm creating!

Once again, thank you all so so so much :)

love, ellie

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chimtaesty · 2 years

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salvation Part Two; bts!ot7 werewolf au

pairing: bts!werwolf x vampire!reader / 6k words

warnings: angst, violence, anxiety, strong language, trauma, mentions of blood, fluff, drama

plot: werewolves and vampires can’t get along, can they? A story about truce, loyalty and hardships.

A/N: hi! this isn't one of my best works. This is a rewrite of one of my old works (it's not necessarily better) i hope you somewhat like it. I'm working on some one shots and my series again! Stay tuned :)

masterlist ; navi ; part one

You have lived in the hills of Korea for the longest time now. The exodus and bangtan pack were one now and there have been no problems which required your help. You are as lonely as the day you left but you didn't have a problem with it. The alpha group didn't age, so you were confident that the boys were still alive.

A knock ripped you out of your thoughts, you took slow steps to the front door. You opened it just to see three young boys bow to you to show their respect. With wide eyes you took a step back. “Alpha. Please come back, we would like for you to return” the boy in the middle stammered out nervously “Leader Namjoon ordered us to invite you”, the left one said calmly. You nodded and gave him a small smile. “If leader Namjoon invites me I can't say no can I?” They relaxed a little and nodded in agreement. “Thank you” you nodded “Tell Namjoon that I'll be there by midnight” they hummed at you and took their leave after bowing to you again.

The bag weighed down on your shoulder and the night air was cold. You made it your mission to arrive as silently as possible, not wanting to cause an uproar. You took a big leap and jumped onto the roof of the leaders hut. Now all you had to do was wait.

inside the bulding

Namjoon sat at the table with the others discussing the problems with the younger boys. The boys were frequently fighting because they thought they had to prove themselves within the pack. Suddenly an almost inaudible thud upon the roof caught their attention, silence falling over the dimly lit room. They knew, the smell confirming it. Their alpha had arrived.

y/n

You've thought about the alpha position and how utterly absurd it all looked, but in the last years you had time to do some research. Alphas and their closest circle are immortal as long as they don’t get killed. Everyone can become the alpha of the pack as long as they kill the alpha, but it's not very common that other species associate with each other and no one in the pack would dare to kill their own alpha, what kind of loyalty would that be? So changing the alpha hardly ever happens. Only if the alpha hands their position to another pack member with their approval.

“Alpha!” Namjoon yelled, ripping you out of your thoughts. With a light smirk you look down onto the boys. You missed them.

The other members of the pack, formerly exodus members, all of them gathered as they heard the mentions of the infamous alpha. You jumped down onto the ground in front of them as they bowed to show you their respect. You nodded and mirrored them “Welcome back” Namjoon whispered as he hugged you tight. “You sent three of your younger ones to get me, what's the matter?” you asked as Namjoon guided you into the big building. “We’ll tell you everything in a bit” The windows were open and candles were lit up. It was a very comfortable atmosphere.

He nodded but hushed you to stand in front of a big chair. “Members of our pack, the alpha has returned” loud cheers followed and you didn't dare to move a muscle. “Sit” he whispered and you took you sat yourself down. The cheers got louder and it seemed that your ears were going to explode. “But she's a vampire, a nasty bloodsucker." The crowd of people grew quiet, making way for the boy. "She shouldn't be the alpha, Namjoon should be!” The boys' heads snapped to the voice with stern looks “You dare to disrespect the alpha?” Yoongi shouted back as he laid a hand onto your shoulder. You stood up nudging passed Namjoon. “Come to the front, boy” you said loud enough. A younger man came to the front. He was a little taller than you. “Why does me being a vampire make me unworthy of being your alpha?”

He gulped “Because vampires and werewolves are natural enemies” you shook your head.

“That’s what you like to believe. Vampires and werewolves are different, that’s true." you sighed. "But, the hate, enemies as you like to call us, is a product of misunderstandment.” You paused to lay a hand on his shoulder. “Werewolves and vampires are very much able to live among each other if we are ready to understand one another. I freed the bangtan pack and ended the harmful schemes of the exodus pack. You are one now and I am your alpha. I would like you to treat me with respect.” He stepped back into line and nodded towards you, eyes harbouring a lethal glint.

“We've lived with hardships and problems which couldn't be solved without the alphas' help. Today this period comes to an end, our alpha has returned and we are more than happy to welcome you back” Hoseok smiled as a group of boys came inside the hut in front of all the people to give you their presents. A glass of blood, you can smell it, and a stack of clothes. “For you” Jimin smiled. You were hesitant but you took the glass out of respect. “This is our blood” Namjoon pointed at the other boys. You nodded but you still felt uneasy drinking in front of all of these people, the blood smelling immaculate. You took a small sniff and your head felt light, the smell clouding your senses, this was wrong. You knew it was. It's been a while since you’ve had any though. Almost with one gulb you finished the glass. Your eyes gleeming.

You felt dizzy as the blood glided down your throat. “Until tonight you all are dismissed. Our Alpha will take a look at the territory and settle down. Thank you” Namjoon spoke and guided the people outside. “Well, that was one welcoming ceremony”

you sighed as someone snatched the glass from you.

“I feel way better now,” you smile.

Namjoon smiled and took your bag to guide you outside, the boys following. “I’m sorry that i haven’t come down earlier, but i just couldn’t bring myself to walk in here and have people act like i’m some kind of god while i killed their alpha.” Namjoon nodded and smiled at you slightly. “It’s fine, we established a quite nice environment for the two packs to become one. But, to be completely honest we needed you." The air brushed through your hair, causing it to whip against your face "The younger ones are losing their respect towards you and trying to get me to become the alpha but I could never do that after what you did for us” he said smiling to himself.

You nodded and followed the boys through the village. “But I still think that you should be the alpha, I'm not even a werewolf. It shouldn’t work how it works” Jungkook nudged your side “That’s not true, after all these years we came to understand vampires better, to have you as our alpha is truly the best thing that could’ve happened to us.” You waved his complement off and let your gaze wander around the village.

Children and their mothers watched you curiously as you wandered around in the presence of the boys. You felt sorry for Namjoon, he deserved to be the alpha but he couldn’t because you were alive and you would be forever. “I know we held the contact and I've told you about the things we built but, it’s not the same as seeing it with your own two eyes. Our kids are going to school in the city while the rest of the village works here, we built our own community.” Namjoon smiled fondly. And you weren’t even a part of this, you were just someone who held the power. You actually didn’t fit in and deep down you knew that.

“The first thing we need you to do is talk to our youngest ones and answer some questions. We do teach them about vampires and they should actually understand what kind of sacrifice you had to bring for us, but they kind of can’t grasp it anymore.” Namjoon was so obsessed with the fact that you went out of your way to kill the alpha of the exodus pack all those years ago that he actually couldn’t see the simple fact of you just ripped his heart out and nothing more. “It wasn’t much” you mumbled. Taehyung frowned. “It was a big deed you did for us, it may have seemed simple to you but you gave us more than what we ever dreamed of. And we’ll always be grateful for that” He smiled and you gave him one back. It may be at the time to accept that you really are a pack leader and that you have very big expectations to live up to.

The young werewolves already sat there as you arrived and all you could do was look at them with a glare. You stood there with the boys behind you waiting for the teenagers to pack their electronic devices away and pay attention to you but they didn’t and that irritated you a litte. “What am I supposed to do?” You whisper at Jin and he glared at the kids. “How dare you not greet your alpha, shame on you!” he yelled and immediately all eyes were on you. But to your surprise their faces did not show any kind remorse or surprise.

You've had enough and walked towards the group of kids to sit yourself down right in front of them. “So this is what the future pack is like, no respect, not a simple sense for the seriousness of the situation. I should suck your blood, one by one” you whispered with a hateful stare towards the group, their conversations slowly dying down. Of course you weren’t going to harm them but you wanted to scare them a bit.

No one spoke and no one moved. “What’s your name?” you looked at a boy with short brown hair, a rather cute pair of glasses decorating his face. “Jaehyun'' he whispered with wide eyes. You chuckled and moved very close, your noses almost touched. “Do you want to know what happened to the werewolves we didn’t like when I was younger?” he didn’t move nor did he speak. His friend to his right chuckled “Nothing funny i guess” your gaze slowly moved to the little dipshit. “We'd kill'em. Some were tortured, some killed for the fun of it. Murdering was never a hard thing for us, because y'all are easier to kill.”

You grumbled silently. His face was striked by fear, almost forgetting to breathe.

“I’ve seen and done things you can’t even start to imagine, so please show your elders some respect and listen to the core members when they want you to.” he nodded. You took a step back, looking down on them. “You are the future of the pack so start acting like you are or i’ll have you regret it, understood?” you glared at Jaehyun.

He nodded, his friends following him. “Now that we have that, I’ll happily answer some questions if you have any. '' You said calmly. The boys came closer and stood firmly behind you. A hand at the very back shot into the air and you nodded for her to speak up. She nervously swallowed once more and asked “We kind of always knew that our pack was different and we accepted that our leader wasn’t Namjoon but why isn’t he our leader?” you nodded and thought for a moment. “I agree with you on Namjoon-”Alpha, I have to disagree, I am nowhere near-”Namjoon, please” you cut him off “I apologize” he ducked his head down not meeting your gaze.

“As I was saying, Namjoon would be a very good leader but he would have to kill me, he could never, that is. I’ve tried to get him to claim the position several times because living forever is tiring, he doesn’t agree with it, much to my displeasure.” the girl nodded, satisfied with the answer, sitting herself down. Another boy put his arm up right away “Are you going to stay in the village from now on? Or are you going to leave again?” you didn’t hesitate to shake your head “I’ll stay for a while” he nodded. “Are there any more questions about me? Maybe about vampires?” you encouraged them.

Jaehyun was hesitant but still proceeded to put his arm up “We know how your life as a vampire has been so far, because our pack taught us everything about you . But I want to know what your life was before you became a vampire and how it was becoming one. If that’s okay.” he finished, which only seemed to spark Yoongis anger. “Jaehyun, that’s not appropriate to ask!” you stopped him with a small hand movement and he calmed down, huffing in return.

You were a little taken aback. Your life as a human wasn’t a good memory to talk about actually, there weren’t many good memories to start with. “Well, my life as a human wasn’t the best thing to be honest. I was part of a poor family. There was my mum, my dad and my two brothers who died in war when I was seventeen years old.” You paused and thought for a moment.

“I killed my father when I was sixteen years old and I left home when I was twenty. I returned when my mum reported to me that both of my brothers were killed in war. Me and my mum left our village after I returned and we survived quite well on our own. After a year of traveling, we met a few very nice people who promised us eternal life together in return for our loyalty towards their group. After a year of being with them we felt like the time had come to become a part of them and that was when they turned me.” You studied their faces. Some were interested, wide eyes found yours. Others kept their heads low, not wanting to do anything else than listen.

“Turning into a vampire is one of the most painful experiences I ever had to endure. The poison, a vampire bite contains, is the deadliest poison on this planet and it surely kills you in the matter of seconds." You sighed, the memories weren’t nice.

“I was out for almost a week only to find our home attacked and my mum dead, it would’ve been her turn but they just killed her, they didn’t want my mother around. I fled and tried to build a life for myself. And I've been on this earth for -” three hundred and two years” Jaeyhun finished your sentence.

You nodded and sighed deeply “Now that we all know about my miserable life i think we should move on to dinner” but Jaehyun shot his arm up one more time “I just have one more question if i’m allowed to ask” you nodded and wait for him to continue “Why did you kill your father?” Everyone stayed silent and waited for you to answer “Because he wasn’t the man he needed to be and no one else seemed to be as decent as to kill him so I had to. Now let’s get up and eat something” The kids listened and rushed towards the community house.

Jimin was fast to rush towards your side “You never told us about your past, why did you tell the children?” you chuckled

“Because they seem to not understand the hardship some of us had to go through to be where we are.”

They led you to the community house. You stepped inside to be greeted by your people waiting for you to sit down. You took your spot and sat down, in a matter of minutes the whole room was filled with speaking and the atmosphere seemed a lot more relaxed than when you arrived.

You sat there silently to watch the boys talk to their families. Their kids were not aging as much because their fathers are part of the alpha circle. It was kind of unfair to see their wives age. Their kids aged very slowly and their dad’s not at all.

You decided to wander around the big hall and visit the massive table where the boys sat with their families. Namjoon was the first to stand up and bow to you. You hit his shoulder “Stop” he nodded and asked you to sit down. Jungkook made space for you and you sat down with a quiet thank you.

The woman next to Namjoon was fast to grasp your hand across the table, her hands were warm and she had a soothing voice. “Oh, dear alpha. My name is Seongja, I’m Namjoon’s wife. I’ve waited my whole life for your arrival.“ You looked a little taken aback but you caught yourself fast and gave her a smile. „Ah, thank you Seongja. I’m happy to meet you“ and right next to you a boy you knew by now caught your eye „I didn’t know that Jaehyun was your kid, Namjoon“ you chuckled.

He smiled awkwardly and nodded „He indeed is my son, I was a little uncomfortable back there when he kept asking you about yourself. I’m sorry for that“ you shook your head „Not at all, he seemed a lot like you actually. Keep going and you’ll become a great man like your father.” You smiled at Jaehyun and he nodded

„I’m actually a man, I’m 22.“ you chuckled. „Well, doesn’t really impress me, I’m -„302 years old, I know“ he rolled his eyes and his mum nudged his side embarrassed „Jaeyhun, don’t be like that“ you laughed „It’s okay, Seongja. He’s a man, he can talk to me like he wants to“ she smiled, more to ease herself than you.

The only other boy who had a wife was Hoseok and his wife was quite shy so she only shook your hand and introduced herself as Areum.

You took your leave from the table as someone grasped your hand making you tumble back “Seongja! What are you-” Namjoon whispered to her but you just gave her a questioning look “What’s the matter?” She seemed embarrassed of what she just did, she couldn’t look you in the eyes. “I’m deeply sorry to touch you like that, Alpha. But, i wanted to ask you if you could visit us later tonight. We have a problem and your help would be greatly needed.” She said. Her warm hands almost burned on your icy ones. “That’s fine, I’ll come” You nodded and the familiar cold feeling on your skin came back. “Thank you a lot Y/N, we appreciate it” Namjoon bowed and you left them alone.

Later that night you wandered around the village to find the Kims house. The fourth house finally was the one and you rang the doorbell. The door opened and a small kid stood in front of you. “Who are you?” she mumbled and you smiled at her. “I’m Y/N, your parents wanted me come over. Can i come in?” you asked her and she made space for you to step inside. You came in and took your shoes off. “Can you carry me?” she looked up at you which made you chuckle. “Sure.” she smiled and happily jumped into your arms.

With the little girl in your arms you walked further into the house “Hyojoo, where are you?” Seongja’s voice reached your ears and you walked towards the voice. In the living room you saw Namjoon sitting on the sofa together with Seongja. Jaehyun wasn’t with them. “Hi there, Namjoon,” you smiled as Hyojoo waved at him. “Hyojoo, why didn’t you tell us that someone was at the door? I’m sorry alpha, we would have greeted you properly”. Seongja apologized. “No big deal and please, call me Y/N.” Namjoon asked you to sit down and you kindly refused something to drink.

“Go get Jaehyun,” Seongja whispered to Namjoon and he quickly made his way up the stairs. Now it was only you three. “And how old are you?” you asked Hyojoo. “I’m twelve years old.” She smiles. But she still looked like a toddler. In the silence you could hear Namjoon argue with his son. “Dad, I don't want to talk to her.” “You need to, she’ll help you with your problem. You can’t live on like this.” “But, I don't want to seem weak in front of her. What kind of circle member am I gonna be when I need my alpha to help me with such a trival thing?” “That’s not the point here. You’ll go down or I'll have her come up here.” Namjoon rumbled and suddenly you could hear them come downstairs.

“Y/N, thank you for coming! Jaehyung would like to tell you about his issue” he pushed the boy towards you and his red cheeks told you everything you needed to know. Whatever he had a problem with, he was super embarrassed about it. “I-I, well i-i” you chuckled.

“How about we take a seat, you take a deep breath and tell me about it. I won’t judge you” he nodded and you took a seat in front of him. “I can’t shapeshift,” he blurted out. Your eyes grew narrow as you thought about it. “So, you can’t shift into your wolf form. That’s it?” he looked at you irritated. “That’s it? That’s a big issue. All my friends shift whenever they want but I can't. I’ll never join the core members if I can't shift.” you nodded and thought to yourself how you could help this boy. The only times werewolves ever changed uncontrollably was out of fear.

“Were you ever scared?” you started. His eyebrows narrowed “Yes” you shook your head. “I don’t mean a little scare. I’m talking about fear, about being so scared that you get dizzy. The kind of terror you feel when you think you might die. That kind of being scared.” He silently shook his head. I knew he didn’t know what that felt like. He was barely an infant to you, how would he feel as scared as if he would die any minute? “I’ll think about how to help you, don’t worry too much” you pat his shoulder before you left Namjoon’s house.

The next day you were woken by loud shouting and things being thrown. You rubbed your eyes and left your bed quickly. Outside the house on the street two boys were fighting. “You’re no werewolf, you’re a disgrace for our race.” One shouted. “You just can’t accept that our alpha is a vampire. You are dying and I'm not” he shouted back. “You bastard-”Stop, the both of you, how do you dare to make a fool of our clan in front of our alpha.” you shook your head at Jungkook and took the situation into your own hands.

You stepped between the two boys and chuckled, “What is the issue here?” the boy laughed at you “You are, you vampire” your features darken “To you it’s still alpha” he shook his head. “To me you are nothing else than someone who killed our alpha” Ah, an exodus member. “You know that you’ll lose?” he nodded. “At least i go down with honor” you sigh “There’s nothing honorable about wanting to take revenge for a dead person. You’re just angry that he wasn’t strong enough to survive” his face grew angry and he charged towards you, in a matter of seconds he changed into his wolf form. You caught him and threw him on the ground. His massive body slammed into the muddy surface.

With one swift turn of your right wrist you had the animal by the throat. “I really don’t want to kill you, but you wouldn’t stop” you threw the boy in the other direction with as much momentum as you could muster.

Suddenly a slightly bigger wolf with grey fur jumps in front of the smaller one and growls at you with braided teeth. You knew who he was, Kim Jong-In.

You murdered his leader, the person he laid all his trust and faith in, his alpha. Yet he didn’t complain about you being where you are right now. He accepted it because he knew what not listening to your alpha meant and he didn’t want to risk his family’s life. But he would keep them safe as best as he could.

“I don’t want to hurt you Jong-In, get your boy out of here and we’ll forget this” you almost whisper. You don’t want to kill any of them really. “I would kill you, but I know that I won’t win against a well fed vampire” he spits and turns back to his human form. His body naked and his son still in his wolf form, just like that you stared at each other. “I’m glad you know that you can’t kill me, take your kid and leave. I’m giving you one last chance to back out” he nods and shoves his kid away from the space people made for us to fight.

You turn around not listening to Jungkook, Taehyung, Jin or anyone in particular. “Alpha-“Stop calling me that, I shouldn’t be here. In a pack, in a village full of wolves while I’m a vampire. I drink blood, I eat living things. I destroy life, I should not be your alpha and you know that. Stop acting like this is normal.” Namjoon’s son got behind his father, probably to keep himself safe. “Why would you doubt yourself when you resolved a situation like this in such a great way?” You scuffed. “In a great way? I probably broke some of this boy's bones while he just wanted to show his father how strong he is. I was the one who ripped their leader In shreds and they are expected to follow the killer? That doesn’t make sense, Hoseok”

“She’s right, a bloodsucker shouldn’t be in this situation” Jong-In steps into the circle. Your eyes snap up and the boys turn around to look at the speaking person. “But I can save you” he moves closer just for Namjoon and Jin to go into defense.

save, that sounds nice. You push through the two men in front of you and slowly walk towards him. His eyes hide a form of evil, the hope to remove you from your position and claime it for himself.

“What do you mean by saving me?” He nodded and clasped your cold hands into his warm ones. “We know that you’ve been roaming this world for hundreds of years. How did it feel to lose your mother and everyone you knew? I could give your soul salvation, alpha” at the moment where he mentioned your mother you snapped back into reality. Vampires can’t be saved, we are damned to live like this. To be dead but alive and no one can change that. “Y/N, please don’t” Jungkook shouted from behind you. Them using your name comforted you in a way nothing else could.

In the corner of your left eye you saw him holding a wooden stake ready to ram it into your chest. Your gaze grew dark. “You can’t save me” in a matter of seconds you have him up in the air by his throat. He struggled to breathe in your tight grasp. People murmured in disbelief, while the boys tried to calm them down. You slammed his body to the ground with all the strength you could round up. You could hear bones break as his body met the hard surface.

“No one can save me, let alone promise me salvation” you yelled as you slammed his head back into the ground, sure to hear a crack. “You are damned to walk these grounds, alone. You don’t have one person who loves you, not one who stays alive for you. Why don’t you just die?” he gave back and you rolled your eyes in annoyance. “You’re wrong, I do have people who stay alive for me. I have seven of them. I am their leader and as long as they want me to be that, I’ll be exactly that for them” he chuckled and suddenly had you on the ground. Another two wolves held your arms away from your body. The boys go rampage, ready to risk it all.

Suddenly Jong-In stopped the fighting as he started talking “My dear comrades. I’ll make things short, either our dear alpha leaves this pack or I’ll light her up” he gathered some wood and started a fire in front of you. You could break free but not with almost twenty men holding your every limb. Dying through fire doesn’t seem that comfortable to be honest but you don’t blame them for going to this extent. “Don’t do this, Jong-In. Why would you kill your alpha, she’s brought nothing but good things to this pack. Your kids can live in peace and you don’t have to go hunting anymore. Things are great” he laughed at Namjoon “And once again you can’t solve things in another way than talking.. Boring”

All of a sudden Jaehyun ran into the happening and shifted into his wolf form. Black fur graced his body as he shoved himself in front of his father in between you and the boys. You knew that he had it in him. He was as strong and graceful as his father. But, he wouldn’t win against Jong-In, you knew that. You had to do something. “Actually, I have eight you whackjob” with that you whip the men on your feet into the fire. Your limbs hurt as you swing the men off. And just as you want to attack Jong-In he had Jaehyun by the throat. The boy shifted back into his human form, understandable, since it was his first time.

“I swear to god Jong-In, if you hurt my boy I’ll skin you alive” Jong-In didn’t take Namjoon seriously as he threatened him. “I wouldn’t be like this Namjoon-ah, he’s quite scared, your little bastard” you sighed. “Don’t do it” you shouted as you walked towards him. Your arms in the air should signal you not being a threat but if he understood was another story.

“I know you hate me, I mean I’ve killed you alpha. I was the one who ripped his heart out. I was the one who claimed the alpha position and I was the one who wasn’t here the last fifty years but why do you make other people pay for that? Jaehyun here has nothing to do with it. Not even Namjoon or Taehyung back there have anything to do with it, it was my decision. So please, leave Jaehyun alone and fight me” you pleaded and he nodded at you. “Alright, a fair one on one fight” you accepted and he pushed Jaehyun in your direction. You grasped the boy in your arms and hugged him tight. “I knew you could do it” you whisper into his ear before you push him towards his father.

And with that the fight starts, hands are being thrown. Bones broken and blood spilled. But at the end you stand and he’s down on the floor in pain. “You can’t win,” you whisper as you push your shoulder back into place. “I know” he gave back “But it’s fine, i could avenge my leader” you nodded and turned around. Jaehyun is fast to run towards you. Once again you took him in for a hug. “Thank you, Alpha” you chuckled “Call me Y/N and I didn’t do anything particularly. I’m just happy that I was right, I knew that you would be an immaculate looking wolf and I was right.” He nuzzled his head into your chest once more until his father carefully tore him away from you “Thank you,Y/N.” You nodded.

“You know what, this was quite refreshing. I think I’ll stay for a while”

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➔ moonlit destiny - PART THREE; jin!king au

↳ plot: marrying a king of a far away country seemed to be your biggest problem, but gradually falling in love with a man who is deeply hurt and isn’t able to control his rage turns out to be more troublesome. And soon you get a taste of what betrayal, loyalty and a country full of lies mean.

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release date: 25th APRIL 2022; 3pm MEZ

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➔ starry night; taehyung!painter au; fluff, smut

↳ plot: turns out his hands can do way more than draw beautiful paintings

release date: 20th APRIL 2022; 3pm MEZ

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➔ broken laws; small series - PART TWO jungkook!hyrbid au ; angst, fluff, strong language, trauma

↳ plot: Jungkook is a hybrid in the sex club Euphoria. After a police raid, led by you, he takes his chances and searches for help. Will you help him or turn him in like the law says?

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BROKEN LAWS MASTERLIST

part one

part two; (coming on 22th april 2022; 3pm MEZ)

part three

part four

part five

epilogue

#bts jeongguk #jungkook #bts hybrid imagine #bts hybrid au #bts hybrid!au

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I’m enjoying the “Moonlit Dynasty” series so far Ö. Excited to see what’s next !

i'm soon continuing it! Thank you.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS❤🎄 stay safe & healthy!!

it's been like 5 months but thank u sm!!

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hello!! I just wanna ask if the broken laws is postponed?

hi! a lot has happened in my life but i'm able to carry on posting now! The story is now being continued, sorry for the big ass delay.

- love ellie :)

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broken laws PART ONE; jk!hybrid au

pairing: jungkook x reader | 2.1k words

warning: angst, fluff, strong language, trauma

plot: Jungkook is a hybrid in the sex club Euphoria. After a police raid, led by you, he takes his chances and searches for help. Will you help him or turn him in like the law says?

A/N: hi! After disappearing for almost year, my disgraceful self is once again back in the game! i hope you like this start of the small series & you'll anticipate the next chapters.

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“Going in from the back won’t guarantee that the hybrids are safe, I won't risk their lives just because we are after the money” your voice was low and angry. You couldn’t believe that your colleagues were this unreasonable. Taeyongs torch lit up the map of the ground plan. “Come on, you really care about some fucked out animals? This is a big amount of money, if they get away, it’s on you” Yuta spat and you grew even angrier. How little mean helpless hybrids to this asshole?

“Watch your mouth, I’m still your superior. And I’m saying we are going east. I want no hybrid dead, do you understand?” A collective groan chimed and you nodded to yourself. Ever since you were promoted your colleagues started to act like children, mad that they weren’t promoted, but you could have cared less. Your promotion brought bigger cases and better payment.

“Go! We’re going in” you signaled and your team followed suit. The footsteps could be heard as the team rushed towards the east entrance. You pondered if the hybrids inside were aware of the soon to come help. The bar was located east, as the backstage area was at the back.

Hybrids are poor little souls, made by humanity to be humiliated. Owning a hybrid is like owning a modern day slave, they’re not human therefore they’re not to be treated with the same rights. The authorities like to generalize the way people treat hybrids, though it was clear as day that not everyone treated hybrids with the love they deserved.

The team spread quite fast, Haechan and you reached the backstage area. The door was locked but he was quick to pick the lock. As soon as the door opened sounds of whimpering and afraid pleads could be heard. Light illuminated the room as you reached the switch. What you saw made you angry, really angry. A gun was being pointed to a hybrid's head. “One more step and I'll kill them all, starting with this fucker” you gulped as you took a good look at the distraught boy.

He had a black eye and a busted lip, the hair on top of his head was tousled and trenched in blood, probably due to a blow to the head. His cheeks wet with tears, you couldn’t stand it.

“Okay, listen here. Let him go and you can take me as a hostage, alright? He did nothing wrong” the boy fixed his gaze on you, not believing what he was hearing. Why would a human try to help him? Why would this winsome woman try to protect a person like him? He couldn’t think of a way to explain it.

“Hey, are you okay? Calm down and listen to me, everything’s going to be alright” you aimed for the frightened boy. “Stop talking to the rat. I’ll kill him” he spat and your hand started to tremble in fury. “Fine, this is how it’s going to go. You’re going to let him go, unscathed or I’ll put a bullet in your head”

His mind started to do rounds as he thought about your threat. The grip on the hybrid loosened and he was fast to wring his way out of the man's grasp. It seemed as if his skinny legs wouldn’t be able to hold his weight but he charged towards you.

His hands clawed into your jacket as he leaned his head on your back, trying to catch his breath. “It’s alright” you whispered, not sure if he heard you.

Haechan and Jaemin were quick to put him in cuffs and get his sorry ass outside. JK, that was his name, has already calmed down as you took him to a table near the entrance. “Are you alright?” you asked quietly, trying not to frighten him any further. He nodded, not meeting your eyes. “Joy, can you get me a paramedic?” She hurried outside to get one. You wanted him to be taken care of. “But he’s a hybrid,” the woman stated in disbelief. “You’re going to do your job, aren’t you?” You couldn’t understand it.

JK studied you, trying to find your motive. Why are you so kind, so caring even? Humans being kind to hybrids without an ulterior motive was rare and almost petrifying. He couldn’t read you, but he was more than grateful that you were willing to help him, no one would’ve.

The Euphoria club has been running in all its glory again. The raid didn’t affect people's pleasure of abusing hybrids in the slightest, sadly. The thought of arresting every person in that club pleased you, sadly it wasn’t reality.

The last few weeks you’ve been thinking about him, JK. You couldn’t help but feel sad everytime your mind went back to him. The image of his frightened form with a gun pointed to his head came back to you, over and over again. Everytime you close your eyes you see the fear, the pain and the pleas to help him out of this hellhole. You couldn’t do anything though, he wasn’t your hybrid and his owners weren’t breaking any laws.

You sighed as you changed your clothes, life is unfair.

The rain pours down heavily, soaking your clothes almost completely before you reach your apartment door. The dim light at the entrance let you see your shoes and nothing more, this damn lightbulb needed to be changed. Your hair was soaking wet and cold, freezing you to death. Just moments before your hand plugged the hairdryer into the socket you heard a light knock.

You stared at your reflection in the mirror, your eyebrows furrowed. Then again, a faint knock, louder than the first one sounded through the apartment. With fast steps you marched towards the front door. You opened the door just to be met with a person you expected to never see again. “JK?” you whispered as his bloodshot eyes met yours. His face is coated in a mix of yellow and purple, they hit him more. “What are you doing here?” you whispered again, disbelief made itself present. He ran away, that’s what he did.

“I couldn’t do it anymore,” he whispered back. His voice trembled in the cold and you’re quick to open the door more, to let the poor boy inside, inside to warm up. “God, come in, you must be freezing” you took his icy hand and pulled him inside. “You’re so cold, wait here, I’ll get you a towel” his lips were blue and his hair stuck to his forehead.

After giving him something to dry himself off you dragged him to the kitchen. “Sit down and tell me what happened” he followed your command as you started to make some tea.

“I ran away,” he muttered with trembling hands. You figured as much. “I thought about you a lot. The way you treated me made me crave it more. I’ve had enough of being beaten and locked up. I want to be free” he answered with desperation painted in his brown eyes, you sighed. This was bad, he ran away. He could be put down if they found him and his owner didn’t want him anymore. “You are the only one I could think of who is able to help me. Please don’t bring me back” he pleaded. You placed the warm cup in his hands. He winced a bit at the sudden contact, making you put it on the table next to him instead.

Tears coated his cheeks once more. What are you supposed to do? “Alright, how about a warm meal. How does that sound?” his big brown eyes stared at you, unsure how to respond. “What would you like? I could make you some ramen” his ears perk up at the sound of food. He must’ve been starving “I take that as a yes”

So there you two sat, on the couch in silence. You weren’t such a social person unless your job required you to be. He kept his hands on his knees and his eyes trained on the parquet floor. You had your knees clasped in your arms and your chin resting on top of them. You sighed. “I’m not quite sure what to do with you”

His eyes found yours just to fall to the floor again. “I could clean for you if you let me stay,” he tried. You leaned your head to the right as you looked at him. The thought of him cleaning your apartment like a slave made your insides turn. You didn’t like it. He couldn’t even go out and get a job because him running away made this whole situation exacerbating.

“You could start with putting your plate in the dishwasher,” you said. His head snapped up, eyes surprised. You were sure that he expected you to turn him away, telling him to leave. “You can have a blanket and the couch for tonight.” You pet his knee as you stood up. “Let’s talk about everything tomorrow.” you paused “The bathroom is down the hall”

He laid there, tears in his eyes. A small smile made itself evident on his face as he took a deep breath. It was silent in your living room, no one cried, no one threatened someone to sleep or do something they didn't want to do. It was quiet and the blanket smelled like vanilla. A quiet sob left his mouth as he closed his eyes, he was free.

The next morning you washed up and made your way to the living room to check on JK. He was sitting by the window, staring down on the busy streets. “Good morning” you offered. He turned around, eyes puffy and a small smile on his face.

“How did you sleep?” You continued. He stood from the couch and walked over to the dining table. “Coffee?” You offered. He huffed “I slept great, your couch is comfortable and I’d like a coffee, thank you” you nodded and got the coffees ready.

You sat down as well. “So, are you feeling better?” He nodded and took a sip from his cup. “A lot,” he answered. “What happened?” You needed to know and he knew that. He shifted in his seat, trying to conceal his awkwardness.

“There was a man, a client.” He started, he couldn’t meet your eyes. “He was rough, really rough. He wanted me to do things, horrible things.” He stopped to swallow. “I couldn’t do it. I ran” he finished, tears evident.

“I followed you from the police station.” He added. You weren’t angry, not at all. You were glad that he felt like he could trust you, like you would help him. It wrenched your heart, the pain he must feel.

“I’m glad you did,” you said. His eyes met yours in a confused manner. “You’re not upset?” He asked, clearly confused. He just couldn’t get you.

“Why would I?” You shifted your weight a bit. “Why would I be upset that you felt like I could help you out?”

He cupped his mug and looked at you again. “Some may say I’m a burden.” You shook your head no. “Not me, I’m glad you trust me” he nodded.

Not that he had any other options but you were glad he took the chance as soon as he saw it.

“Don’t you have to work?” He broke the silence. You chuckled “it’s Sunday, I don’t work on Sundays.” He nodded. It was awful, the way you two were awkward with each other. How great, an introvert together with an introvert.

“I’ll ask a friend to bring some clothes, you can’t stay in those” you stood to put the mugs away and called your friend. It rang three times until he answered “What’s up?” He answered his phone. “Hey, Joon. I’m craving your wardrobe” you laughed. He chuckled, “Do you even have time to wear anything other than your uniform?” It was getting harder to coax Namjoon into lending you his stuff.

“Come on buddy, just a few shirts and a pair of sweatpants” he sighed and complied. “Alright, I’ll bring them tomorrow” you hummed in agreement. “Leave them with Arthur in the lobby and I’ll get it in the evening” he sighed “You’re working so much, there’s no time for me” you rolled your eyes playfully. “I’m free on Tuesday, let’s go eat” he cheered and accepted. “You shall be forgiven, I’ll see you on Tuesday”

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