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[mi-rae07]

Park Seonghwa : His Sunshine (Part 4/?)

Pairing : Park Seonghwa (Ateez) and named character (Lee Byeol)

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A/n : interactions are a bit low on this series but I’m still gonna continue writing it. Even then, please let me know if you have any suggestions or if any improvements could be made. I’m always open for that <3

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Seonghwa had been talking with some of the men from the ministry when he felt everyone's head turn to one side, a man next to him mumbling in disbelief

??? : jesus fucking christ.

Seonghwa turned around, his eyes immediately landing on byeol who was walking down the steps with a smile. Seonghwa felt his breath get knocked off as he realized he was right, she was wearing the necklace. And it looked beautiful on her, so beautiful to the point where it looked like the necklace was made for her.

As soon as byeol stepped onto the party floor people rushed towards her, striking up a million conversations. And as usual seonghwa could see byeol carry it all off with grace. Seonghwa let out a breath as he turned back to face the men he was earlier talking to, one of them now staring at his pin.

??? : was this pin you're wearing a part of her dress?

Seonghwa looked at the pin as he realized that byeol's dress and the emeralds in the pin was the same color, the same color as her eyes, the same color as her magic.

??? : it is the same color.

Seonghwa was just about to answer when a voice interrupted them

Byeol : good evening, gentlemen.

Seonghwa sighed as byeol stepped forward, smiling at the men from ministry as one of them eagerly took byeol's hand and kissed it before saying

??? : good evening, my lady. I'm-

Byeol : kim sehun, yes? Head of diplomatic alliances.

Sehun : oh, I'm honored that you know me. And this necklace, I believe it once belonged to Marie Antionette?

Byeol looked over at seonghwa, him raising his eyebrows in a way to say 'I told you so'. He looked over at sehun before saying

Seonghwa : I shall leave the both of you to…acknowledge each other then. Excuse me.

Seonghwa looked at byeol one last time before walking away, his heart racing as he looked back and saw byeol laughing at something sehun had said. Her smile was prettier than the necklace itself, he just couldn't believe sehun had ripped it out of her.

God, this was going to be horrible. He did not want that wedding invite.

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It had been 3 hours of seonghwa watching byeol go from men to men, talking to them and occasionally laughing at things they would say to her when she excused herself to go somewhere. All the men from seonghwa's list had been attending, these were men hand-picked by seonghwa that byeol was talking to. And yet he felt a tug at his heart every time he would see byeol together with someone.

It had been an hour now since byeol had excused herself to "use the restroom", but she still wasn't back. And seonghwa wasn't worried, he was just curious. At least that was what he told himself as he walked away from the business partners he was talking to earlier, now striding through the garden the party had been located at.

He ran his eyes through the entire place but byeol was nowhere to be found, not in the restroom area either. Then he stumbled upon the maze that had been built in this manor garden years ago by someone, and his sensitive ears picked up a man's groans from inside the maze. His eyes sharped as he walked through the maze to the center, following the sound. He knew the way around this place very well.

As soon as he reached the center seonghwa felt his heart drop at the sight in front of him. A man was ripping off byeol's clothes on the floor, kissing her neck messily as she mumbled something in a daze. If not for her eyes, seonghwa would've walked away from this. Byeol was a woman of her own choices, she wasn't his. But her usually clear and sharp eyes were now looking hazy and drugged. Her cheeks had a pinkish hue to it, this man had spiked her drink and brought her here forcefully so no one would find him doing this to her.

Seonghwa had never felt this sort of an anger before, not even when his mother had been abused by his father. Seonghwa let his anger take over, he didn't care anymore. He rushed up to the man, picking him up by the collar as seonghwa punched him. A crack was heard as blood dripped down the man's nose, making him groan in pain. But even then seonghwa did not stop.

Seonghwa used his bare hands to cut through the man's body, brutally pulling out his intestines as he used it to choke the man. And seonghwa had never enjoyed seeing the light disappear from someone's eyes so much before this, his guttural screams filling the entire place. When he was sure the man was dead and done seonghwa kicked him away, cleaning his hands off the blood with a spell as he rushed to byeol.

Seonghwa had expected her to be crying, or at least be horrified, shocked? But no. Even as seonghwa fell on the ground next to her and held her body up onto his lap, her face was the same.

Seonghwa : miss lee, are you alright? He's dead, that bastard's dead and he'll never touch you again. No one will, I swear it.

Byeol scoffed at his words, looking up dizzily at seonghwa before saying in a monotonous tone

Byeol : you swear it? By what means, mr park? You will not be there forever with me.

Seonghwa was beyond shocked at how calm and composed byeol sounded. She had almost been raped, and she was unaffected.

Seonghwa : miss lee-

Byeol : it is fine. Let me go, I just need some rest.

This wasn't possible. No one could be this nonchalant after what had happened unless…unless. Seonghwa suddenly felt his head spin as he realized why byeol was being so uncaring about this.

Seonghwa : has this…happened before?

Seonghwa's words came out shaky, broken even. Byeol just stared at seonghwa, not saying anything. And he felt something in him change entirely, a scar, a crack. Something that could probably never be fixed again.

There was no other way around this.

Seonghwa : I will marry you.

Seonghwa could see the shock in byeol's eyes now, her body immediately recoiling at his words

Byeol : no. I refuse to take advantage of you, we will think of this later-

Seonghwa : no, I want this.

Byeol : you do not, you're just doing this because of my situation. I cannot use you like this. You-

Seonghwa : byeol.

Byeol paused, staring at seonghwa as he said desperately

Seonghwa : do you not hear me? Take advantage of me, use me, hurt me, do whatever you want. Just not this. Whatever this is you will not bear it. I will not let you. Marry me.

Byeol : mr park-

Seonghwa could feel the lump forming in his throat, tears threatening to fill his eyes as he looked at the marks of old scratches byeol's skin bore. He couldn't bear it, he couldn't forgive the world for what they had done to this woman.

Seonghwa : you wanted a husband, and now I am giving it to you. Do you agree to this?

Byeol couldn't wrap her head around what was happening. Why was seonghwa doing this for her?

Byeol : what?

Seonghwa : do you agree, lee byeol?

Byeol stared at seonghwa, realizing that his eyes were almost teary. She had never seen that before, ever in anyone.

Byeol : mr park.

Seonghwa : please, please let me do this.

How could she say no to him?

Byeol : y…yes. Yes, I agree.

Seonghwa held byeol's hand with his shaky ones, a green-black band forming around their linked hands as seonghwa said, each of his words as hard as iron

Seonghwa : from this moment on I am yours, my life, my soul, everything that is mine is yours. I will not let anyone touch you like this again, ever. I will protect your dignity, and withhold it until the moment I die. That is a promise.

Byeol stared at seonghwa with blank eyes, feeling his magic connecting hers as seonghwa said

Seonghwa : we will have the ceremonies done tomorrow.

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Byeol : take it back.

Seonghwa looked at byeol who was now lying on the bed, him sitting next to her on it after having ended the party abrubtly. He had no idea how he'd managed to lift byeol up from the place and carry her till his room but he had. And then he'd asked his mother to stop the party and locked the door shut. He wasn't going to let anyone in.

Byeol : you have 12 hours to undo this promise, so do it.

Seonghwa : do you not want this? If you just say the word, I'll take it all back.

Byeol : mr park, I was getting sexually assaulted and the first thing you thought of was to propose to me?

Seonghwa looked at her, and there was still not a single care in her eyes.

Seonghwa : why do you not care? Even after all this, why do you not care miss lee?

Byeol : my body was half paralyzed, I physically just couldn't care.

Seonghwa : no. This has happened before. Who did it? Tell me their names and I will have their heads brought to you first thing tomorrow morning.

Byeol : don't be ridiculous.

Seonghwa : look into my eyes and tell me I'm being ridiculous, miss lee.

The intensity in seonghwa's eyes made byeol want to disappear. This wasn't possible, there couldn't be a man like this.

Byeol : this is…mr park if you marry me you'll have to move in to my estate.

Seonghwa : I'll do it.

Byeol : we cannot sleep together, ever.

Seonghwa : I can bear that.

Byeol : you…you told me you never wanted to marry-

Seonghwa : if it is you I will do it, miss lee.

Byeol let out an exasperated breath, sitting up on the bed as she said

Byeol : what of your mother? What will you tell her?

Seonghwa : nothing. She will only be happy that we're getting married, she likes you.

Byeol looked away, her hands clenching around the sheets as seonghwa asked

Seonghwa : what's wrong? Miss lee…byeol, if you do not want this say no. tell me, tell me to stop.

Byeol : this isn't me, it's you. Why…why would you want this? Why would you want me to be your wife? I will be all but a liability to you, this promise that you've made to protect me till you die, it is an unbreakable vow-

Seonghwa : I meant for it to be.

Byeol decided there was no other choice. This would make him stop, she was sure of it.

Byeol : I'm cursed.

Seonghwa paused, confused.

Byeol : I've been a curse since the moment I was born, it's where I get my power from. After I was born, my mother went mad. She…she lost her memories slowly and her magic, it killed her from within. And after that my dad hated me, he wouldn't even look me in the eyes, ever. My grandfather, he too died trying to save me from drowning. When I was 12, after my father had died I uh…I tried to end my life. I jumped off into the river and my grandfather jumped after me to save me. That's how he died, he died saving me. He died because he loved me.

Seonghwa : w-what?

Byeol : anyone who loves me will die, mr park. That's why I wanted a husband that does not care for me, that will never care for me. Most men just want my body, but that is lust, it is not love. Lust will not kill them.

Seonghwa had no words, he had no idea how to process this. Byeol was staring at him with a blank face still as she said

Byeol : now take it back-

Seonghwa : I do not love you.

Byeol blinked her eyes. Was she supposed to feel embarrassed?

Seonghwa : I did not agree to marry you out of love, or lust for that matter. I did it because it reminded…it reminded me of my mother. She was abused by my father too, she was helpless in her marriage and I couldn't save her no matter how much I tried. I would always cry to her about it, how I wished I could save her. So she told me that if in the future some day I help a lady in the way that I wished to help her so much, it would be enough for her. She…she made me promise it. That is all I'm doing right now.

Byeol : you agreed to marry me to fulfill the promise you made to your mother decades ago?

Seonghwa nodded. All byeol felt now was anger, she concealed it. Byeol stared at seonghwa for a few seconds before finally saying, her voice dry and hard

Byeol : tomorrow, 6pm. I'll call my grandma here for the wedding.

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Nonna : this is the man you want to marry?

Seonghwa stared at byeol’s grandma from across the room, his stare having lost all the worry and care he’d had three hours ago. Now it was cold and hard as he leaned against the corner wall, his arms folded. The usual.

Byeol : yes.

Nonna : what does he do?

Byeol : he’s the head of defense at the Asian Ministry of Magic.

Her grandma raised her eyebrows, looking slightly impressed. Slightly, it seemed to be hard to impress this nonna.

Nonna : does he have any personality disorders? Panic attacks?

Byeol : no.

Nonna : is he fertile?

Byeol : I-

Seonghwa : yes.

Nonna now looked at seonghwa as she asked

Nonna : do you drink? Smoke?

Seonghwa : neither.

Nonna : and your father?

Seonghwa : dead.

Byeol looked over at seonghwa as he stood up straighter, walking closer to her grandma as the light finally hit his face and body.

Seonghwa : do you wish to know how much money I have-

Nonna : no, I can quite see that.

Her grandma eyed seonghwa carefully before saying

Nonna : he’s tall, handsome and has a good body. He’ll give us a good heir. You do realize that the first born will bear our family name, right mr park?

Byeol : nonna-

Seonghwa : yes, I do realize that.

Nonna stared at seonghwa for a few more seconds before finally turning to face byeol as she said in a cold, final tone

Nonna : you'll wear the wedding dress I choose for you.

Byeol : yes, nonna.

Seonghwa had never seen byeol be so obedient before, he wondered if her grandma had always been this cold and strict. Without another word nonna disappeared, leaving seonghwa and byeol alone once again. Seonghwa let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

Byeol : it is late now, I need to sleep.

Seonghwa blinked his eyes in confusion. He didn't know what he had wanted byeol to do with him but asking him to leave wasn't on the list. He supposed there would be things she wanted to discuss about.

But given seonghwa's condition he supposed it would be best if he just left.

Seonghwa : I…yes, yes I'll leave.

Seonghwa walked towards the door as he saw byeol getting onto the bed, closing her eyes. He couldn't believe she was going to be his wife tomorrow, and him her husband. And to think she didn't even know the whole truth.

Seonghwa let out a shaky breath as he closed the door behind him, crumbling against the floor as he felt the pain in his head worsen. He had wondered for days why this was happening, he had gone to so many healers and none of them could understand it. Now he got it, now he understood.

It was the curse.

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[mi-rae07]

Park Seonghwa : His Sunshine (Part 3/?)

Pairing : Park Seonghwa (Ateez) and named character (Lee Byeol)

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Byeol : just a little higher please?

The worker brought the light banner a bit more higher against the roof as byeol gave a light clap before saying

Byeol : perfect! Thank you.

Byeol turned around to now focus on the party menu that was being planned as she added some suggestions to add onto the drinks menu. She was just about to look through the main course menu when her eyes went to seonghwa who was walking past the corridors now, deep in discussion with some of the deputies that had come from the ministry to discuss to defense matters.

Seonghwa was wearing an all black suit, his hands in his pockets and his eyebrows frowned as the deputy said something to him, another showing him some paperwork as seonghwa ran his eyes along the paper as well, focused and sharp.

Byeol suddenly forgot about the preparations for a second as she just stared at seonghwa, realizing how strikingly handsome he was. She had seen many handsome men in her life, but none of them could seem to keep their hands off byeol. Seonghwa was the only man who had respected her boundaries as a woman, no matter how rude he was to her.

And his beauty was just unmatched.

Byeol smiled as seonghwa looked over at her, her waving her hands up in the air as she motioned for him to come to her. Byeol watched seonghwa excuse himself as the deputies stared at him in utter shock and confusion, him walking up to her with a cold face as she ran up to him excitedly before saying

Byeol : hi! I was trying to find you-

Seonghwa : I've been busy.

Byeol : I can see that. Anyway, what do you like in terms of food?

Seonghwa : did you seriously call me up till here to ask that?

Byeol : well, yes. The party's in 5 days and you're the one paying for everything, I would feel bad if I don't at least add something you like to eat onto the party menu.

Seonghwa : I don't have preferences, ask my mother if you want suggestions.

Seonghwa was about to turn and walk away when byeol held him by his shirt cuff, pointing towards the decorations before asking

Byeol : how is the décor then. Look, I've mixed in emerald green for me and jet black for you. As, you know, symbolism?

Seonghwa : jet black for me?

Byeol : meh, it's the aura you give off.

Seonghwa frowned as he turned towards byeol before asking

Seonghwa : I give off jet black for you?

Byeol : what did you expect then, mauve?

Seonghwa let out a breath as he muttered

Seonghwa : whatever.

Seonghwa was once again about to turn and walk away when byeol said

Byeol : you haven't been sleeping.

Seonghwa paused on his tracks as she said

Byeol : the week before when the storm was still going on heavily you'd have your lights off by 11 max, but now it's up till 4am. Something's wrong, isn't it?

Seonghwa : is this what you do when you're supposed to be sleeping? Stare under my bedroom door?

Byeol shrugged as she said

Byeol : I'm just really attentive. And that's why the deputies are here too, right? There's some strange demon activity.

Seonghwa : what was the one thing I told you not to do while you were at my manor?

Byeol : mr park-

Seonghwa : not meddle in my work, yes? This is exactly what you're doing right now, so stop.

Byeol : I was just…concerned? If you can't sleep I have some potions that might help-

Seonghwa turned around to face byeol as he cut her off by saying

Seonghwa : do you not get the hint, miss lee? I don't want your stupid potions, I don't need your help or your concern. If I can't sleep, I cant. If there's something wrong with my work, then there is. None of that should bother you. All you have to do is mind your business, find some stupid husband soon and get the hell out of my manor and my life.

Byeol stared at seonghwa as he let out a breath before saying

Seonghwa : it's pathetic how you keep running behind people who clearly don't like your presence.

Saying that seonghwa turned and walked away to join the deputies once again, byeol letting out a sigh as she muttered under her breath

Byeol : caviar it is.

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Byeol was now quietly eating dinner opposite seonghwa, his mother having gone to sleep earlier than usual leaving them to eat alone awkwardly. At least, seonghwa was being awkward. Byeol was being as usual, unaffected and nonchalant. Nothing seemed to affect her, seonghwa thought. Not a single crack was to be seen, not a single emotion out of place.

Seonghwa : I uh…

Byeol looked up at seonghwa as he paused, gripping the spoon tighter in his hand before saying

Seonghwa : the deputies today-

Byeol : if you can’t say it you don’t have to. I’ll find out some other way anyway, it is alright.

Byeol could hear how seonghwa was struggling sharing that information, it was probably supposed to be confidential. Seonghwa sighed as he said

Seonghwa : no about what I said back there, I was just really stressed and running on an hour of sleep.

Byeol : so you’re saying you didn’t mean it?

Seonghwa did not say anything to that. Byeol chuckled as she took a bite of her food before saying

Byeol : well, I wouldn’t blame you even if you said you did mean it, mr park. Who wouldn’t want an intruder off their property?

Seonghwa : I don’t think of you as an intruder.

Byeol : then what do you think of me as?

Seonghwa stared at byeol, her emerald green eyes staring right into his black ones as if she could read through them. Seonghwa had always had the upper hand in everything, he was always the more colder and shut off person compared to the other. But with byeol it was different, she seemed to hide everything way easier than seonghwa. And she was good at fishing everything out of him when he never let anyone get in through him like that. What was she?

Seonghwa : do you never have any other emotions except…except this one? You never get angry, upset, nothing. You’re always just the same, unaffected.

Byeol : is that a bad thing?

Seonghwa : humans have emotions-

Byeol : oho, look who’s talking huh.

Seonghwa rolled his eyes as byeol smiled and said

Byeol : anger does you nothing good, it just ruins your life. Why get angry then if you already know it’s so bad for you and the people around you? Plus…

Byeol took another bite of her chicken as she said

Byeol : I heard it gives you wrinkles faster.

Seonghwa smiled, and it was the first time byeol had seen it. She felt her heart do a flip and it took everything in her to not let it show on her face. She figured why seonghwa smiled less now, it was too sweet, too precious to be seen by this cruel world.

Seonghwa : what did you decide on in terms of my favourite food then, miss lee?

Byeol : oh, caviar.

Seonghwa : caviar!

Byeol : I’ll pay for it, worry not.

Seonghwa : it’s not about the price. You think I like caviar out of all things?

Byeol : do you not?

Seonghwa : I mean…okay, yes. But it’s not my most favourite.

Byeol snorted as she said

Byeol : then what is it? Red velvet cupcakes?

Seonghwa stared at byeol with a shocked face, making her gasp as she laughed out loud

Byeol : YOU DO LIKE RED VELVET CUPCAKES!

Seonghwa's cheeks turned red as he said

Seonghwa : oh shut up.

Byeol : PARK SEONGHWA! The morally grey man loves red velvet cupcakes, I cannot!

Seonghwa : can you lower your voice-

Byeol : OH I’M SO NOT PUTTING THIS INTO THE MENU NOW!

Byeol laughed as seonghwa watched, a smile unknowingly spreading on his lips at her excited chatters. And for the first time in his life, seonghwa had enjoyed dinner.

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2 days later :

Byeol had been staring at the light coming out through seonghwa's room for an hour now, her fingers playing around the vial of sleeping potion that she had always kept at hand. She finally walked towards his door before knocking on it, seonghwa opening it a few seconds later with a frown as he eyed her before asking

Seonghwa : is something wrong?

He looked like a mess. His hair was everywhere, his eyebags more defined now, his cheeks pale. He really hadn't been sleeping well.

Byeol : okay don't start screaming, but I brought a sleeping potion.

Seonghwa just stared at byeol blankly as she sighed and said

Byeol : you're doing so much just to help me find a husband, paying for such a grand party and what not. If I can accept that, can't you really just accept a sleeping potion from me?

Seonghwa stared at the vial byeol was holding for a few seconds before rolling his eyes, leaving the door open as he walked back inside his room. Byeol smiled in victory as she walked in as well, seonghwa sitting down on his bed as he said tiredly

Seonghwa : why do you even have this potion with you in the first place?

Byeol : in case of emergencies like this?

Seonghwa : not because you can't sleep?

Byeol shrugged, putting the vial on the bedside table as she said

Byeol : I can sleep well without the potion as well.

Seonghwa : can you?

Byeol frowned as she looked at seonghwa before asking

Byeol : is that an accusation, mr park?

Seonghwa let out a breath as he unstopped the vial before gulping the liquid down, grimacing at it's taste immediately.

Seonghwa : is this poison?

Byeol : why would I poison you right now mr park? I still need you to pay for the party.

Seonghwa scoffed, of course. All of this was just so he could appear for her party and pay for it in good shape.

Seonghwa : did you see the guest list?

Byeol : yes. And they're all quite influential, powerful men as well. I just need to see if they can be a nonchalant husband as well now.

Seonghwa : nonchalant. Have you…really never dreamed of finding a good husband? A husband who can love, protect and provide?

Byeol snorted as she said

Byeol : you're talking about fairytales, not men.

Was it really possible for someone to never dream of finding love?

Seonghwa : even I've dreamed of a good wife as a young boy.

Byeol seemed intrigued at that.

Byeol : oh really? How exactly did you dream here to be then?

Seonghwa shrugged as he said the obvious

Seonghwa : kind, smart, loving, caring, a beautiful smile, long hair.

Byeol chuckled as she said

Byeol : long hair!

Seonghwa : I thought it would be cute when it was windy and the hair would fly everywhere. You know, like fairytales.

Byeol giggled, sitting down on the bed next to seonghwa as she said

Byeol : you're a very funny man, mr park. And now that you mention long hairs, I too had wanted one thing in my dream husband. Not long hair, but it was something long.

Seonghwa : UGH-

Byeol laughed as seonghwa shook his head in disgust before saying

Seonghwa : I did not expect this from such a refined young lady.

Byeol : you think I'm refined?

Seonghwa : barely.

Byeol : excuse me!

Seonghwa chuckled as byeol smiled and said

Byeol : okay tell me more then! What else did you want long in her?

Seonghwa : Jesus christ!

And for the first time that room heard laughter and chuckles that night.

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2 days later :

Byeol was now getting ready for the party, having worn an emerald green off-shoulder evening gown and emerald earrings to match with it. Her bobbed hair laid in curls against her neck, her lips dark red. All she missed was a necklace, but that she couldn't have imported due to some stupid reason. So she'd just decided to skip the necklace part.

Byeol looked up as she heard a knock on her door, sighing as she said

Byeol : come in!

Byeol watched as seonghwa stepped in, dressed in an all black suit once again. But this time it had Opal gems all over it, decorated intricately and beautifully. Done by hand, surely.

Byeol : did your mother make that blazer?

Seonghwa nodded, walking closer to byeol as he said

Seonghwa : it's her hobby, I'm surprised you didn't realize that by looking at her hand.

Byeol chuckled as she said

Byeol : I didn't really look into her hands.

Seonghwa nodded as he placed a jewelry box on the table lying in front of byeol, pressing a button as the box clicked open. Byeol gasped, staring at the most beautiful emerald necklace she had ever seen in her life.

Byeol : no, mr park-

Seonghwa : just take it, it'll help you find a husband with quality. If a man can recognize this necklace and talks to you about it, it means he has expensive taste in jewels and fashion. Probably your type, and he can buy you good jewelry for special days.

Byeol : is this necklace that special?

Seonghwa : do you perhaps know the muggle French queen Marie Antionette?

Byeol : mhmm?

Seonghwa : it was her least favorite emerald necklace, I bought it at a muggle auction.

Byeol chuckled as she shook her head and said

Byeol : you can't let me keep this.

Seonghwa : my mother won't wear things like this, and I have no other lady I know personally. I don't plan on having a wife either.

Byeol sighed, knowing seonghwa wasn’t going to take this back as she said

Byeol : okay, then hold on.

Seonghwa frowned as byeol walked over to her bedside table, opening it as she pulled out a pin that was shaped like a clover, it's leaves made of emeralds instead. Byeol walked closer to seonghwa before pinning it onto seonghwa's suit's chest pocket. She didn’t give a chance for him to retaliate.

Byeol : it belonged to my grandfather once, he got it as a wedding gift from my grandma who also, apparently likes jewels and collects them. She made this pin by hand and gifted it to him on their first wedding anniversary. He died, so then I somehow got it.

Seonghwa stared at the pin, awestruck. What he had given her was expensive, but this had meaning to it. Too much meaning for someone like him.

Seonghwa : miss lee. This is your family heirloom-

Byeol : and yet not as expensive as this necklace that you gave me. This will make us equal, mr park.

Seonghwa : I did not give you the necklace to get something in return.

Byeol smoothened the pin in as she looked up at seonghwa before asking

Byeol : then why did you?

Seonghwa stared at byeol, feeling his breathing getting shallow as he said

Seonghwa : I thought…I thought you'd look beautiful in it. I couldn't find anyone else that would ever do this beautiful necklace justice. Even Marie Antionette was shaded away by the necklace when she wore it, people only talked about the necklace, not her. Hence why it’s her least liked necklace. No one in history has ever worn this necklace, it has always worn it’s wearer instead. But you…I think you could be the first.

Byeol stared at seonghwa, feeling like she wanted to just quit this party and stay with him forever. How she wished the storm hadn't stopped.

Byeol : are you sure you don't want to give your name in for the husband's list?

Seonghwa said nothing, his heart beating faster and faster. Byeol chuckled as she patted seonghwa's chest one last time before stepping back as she said

Byeol : I was joking. Thank you for the beautiful necklace, mr park. I'll be forever grateful.

Seonghwa nodded feeling hot all of a sudden, but all he could think was this.

He wished she wasn't joking.

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Park Seonghwa : His Sunshine (Part 2/?)

Pairing : Park Seonghwa (Ateez) and named character (Lee Byeol)

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The storm did not affect seonghwa's work, as he worked in the ministry of magic. Even in the storms there were battles to be fought against demons, and seonghwa still had duties as the head of defense. It had been a long day at work when seonghwa returned back to his manor two days after byeol had started living as guest there. The workers around bowed as seonghwa walked past them, deciding to skip dinner as he was too tired already.

Seonghwa paused on his tracks as he noticed a spot of color standing amongst the pale greens of his in-house courtyard garden, his eyes squinting. Roses, orchids, daisies, tulips, sunflowers, there were a row of each flowers decorated beautifully in the garden. This couldn't be his mother, there was only one person here who could have such exquisite taste even in flowers. The rows where exact, each flower perfectly distant from the other.

Seonghwa turned towards a worker that was standing a few feet away from him before asking

Seonghwa : who did this?

??? : the lady asked us to buy them specifically and planted them herself in the afternoon, my lord.

Seonghwa let out a breath as he walked towards byeol's room opposite his, knocking on it hard as byeol opened the door after a few seconds.

Byeol : come to wish the lady goodnight now, have you?

Seonghwa glared at her as he asked

Seonghwa : who gave you the permission to plant flowers in my garden?

Byeol : oh, so it's about that. You're welcome-

Seonghwa : did you think I came here at this time of the night to thank you, miss lee?

Byeol frowned as seonghwa said

Seonghwa : you are only a guest here, you hear me? So stop acting like the lady of this manor, as if you have the right to be planting flowers, touching me, pretending as if you own this house-

Byeol : planting some nice flowers doesn't necessarily mean I own this house, mr park.

Seonghwa : WELL STOP DOING IT! I do not require your services so stop, god damn it!

Byeol : mr park-

Seonghwa : your charms do not work on me, miss lee, I do not find any of your acts amusing so do not expect me to play along to your needs like some sort of a dog. I have no need to please you as I do not require anything from you like other men do. Your money, your properties, or your body, none of them are appealing to me. So don't expect me to thank you for doing things that I've asked you not to.

Byeol : you never asked me not to plant some flowers-

Seonghwa : I asked you to stop meddling in my business! And yet you still keep doing it like it’s some favour to me, to make me feel less lonely. But I’m not you.

Byeol stared at seonghwa as he leaned closer to her before saying

Seonghwa : I know what you are, a lonely, desperate orphan who would do anything to gain people's attention, and their affection because you never received that from your own parents. You would do anything to remain in the spotlight, and that's disgusting.

Byeol : what?

Seonghwa : you are only here until the storm ends, miss lee, after that you and I will have no connection. So stop planting flowers or doing whatever it is that you want to do while being here. I do not need to feel your presence around here, it is absolutely aggravating.

Seonghwa turned and walked into his room before banging the door shut behind him, leaving a confused byeol behind.

He was sweating when it was already so cold, his breaths were hot too. Was he running a fever?

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Byeol had sat in her bed for an hour straight, contemplating on whether or not she should go and check up on seonghwa. She had expected this anger from seonghwa when she had planted those flowers itself, seri had told her. But she still did it anyway, she felt seonghwa needed some color and warmth in his life.

Sure, she would have to suffer his wrath right now but in the future some day he would look at it and feel some sort of a comfort. And that, byeol figured, would be worth his anger to her right now.

Byeol let out a sigh as she finally got up from her bed, walking towards seonghwa's room door as she knocked on it. Twice, and there was no response. Byeol finally twisted the handle half expecting it to not open but was taken by surprise when it did. Byeol frowned as she stepped inside, her eyes running along the huge, grand room that was draped in dark red, black and golden. Very different from what she liked, her room was in the colors white, light green and crème pink.

Her eyes finally landed on seonghwa who was lying on the bed, his shirt thrown away somewhere and the sweat glistening against his chest. His breathing looked labored and he was mumbling something under his breath.

Byeol was right, he was having a fever.

She walked towards seonghwa as she sat against the edge of the bed, asking in a low voice in order to not scare him

Byeol : mr park, can you hear me?

Seonghwa did not seem surprised, had he sensed her when she came in?

Seonghwa : why are you here?

Seonghwa's voice was weak, shaky and almost inaudible. He really was sick.

Seonghwa : I said those…those words to you to shut you off. So you don’t come in here and now…now you’ve done exactly that. Why-

Byeol : you exhausted all your energy shouting at me an hour ago. If you'd saved that up instead you could've at least gone and taken the medicine by yourself. Now I have to do it, very inconvenient.

Seonghwa let out a groan as byeol rummaged through his drawers to find a medicine for fever, finding it after some time as she uncapped it and slipped two tablets into her hand. She poured water magically into the glass before saying

Byeol : I'm not doing this because I think I'm the lady of this house, trust me. I just don't want you dying because, that again, would be inconvenient.

Seonghwa let out a hum as byeol held him up by his shoulder, making him sit up slightly as she slipped the tablets into his mouth and brought the glass of water towards his lips. Seonghwa slowly drank it as byeol turned slightly to put the glass back. She paused as she suddenly felt seonghwa's head fall against her shoulder, his hot breaths fanning her shoulder as he whispered

Seonghwa : no one…no one has ever done that.

Byeol turned to look at seonghwa, his eyes now closed as he whispered against her shoulder

Seonghwa : the flowers are beautiful, they're too beautiful for someone like me.

Byeol : mhmm, and is that why you never planted flowers here?

Seonghwa : no that…that was because no one was there to do it for me, or tell me to do it.

Byeol : but when someone does do it, you just get angry at them. How does that even work, mr park?

Seonghwa hummed as smiled against byeol, mumbling under his breath

Seonghwa : you feel so warm.

Byeol could see how the drug was making him turn into something else entirely. Something…cute.

Byeol : okay, the medicine is taking it’s effect and making you say things you’re going to regret in the morning. Just go to sleep.

Byeol laid seonghwa back against the pillows as she covered his chest with the velvet blankets. Byeol tried not to stare too much at how built seonghwa was, she supposed it was inappropriate.

Seonghwa : the flowers look beautiful, maybe even as beautiful as you.

Byeol laughed, looking at seonghwa as she said

Byeol : oh this is hilarious. You’re so going to regret this in the morning.

Seonghwa frowned as byeol turned the lights off, ruffling seonghwa’s hair one last time as she whispered

Byeol : goodnight, mr park.

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A day later :

Seonghwa had been downright ignoring byeol, it was all he could manage after the utter idiocy he had told her yesterday night because of the fever. He had shouted at her and then gotten soft with her, it was the worst. He couldn't even look her in the eyes anymore without turning red from embarassment.

And so seonghwa had come back home later than usual at night, hoping everyone was alseep. But he paused on his tracks as his eyes landed on a figure that was dancing out in the rain all alone, that same smile on her face as she skipped around the garden happily. Byeol's laughs and giggles filled the manor, making seonghwa's heart do something weird. He didn't bother dwelling on it as he walked past the garden, his hand coming to loosen his tie.

God damn it, why was she always so…so captivating. He had to stop, immediately.

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3 days later :

Seonghwa had not even met byeol in the eyes after that night, and she found it hilarious. Even cute, to a certain point. She was now sitting on the courtyard garden, a place she had come to love after all the gardening she had done the past few days. She would see seonghwa staring it at times before going to work, his eyes looking, at least byeol would like to think, happy and content.

Byeol was just humming at how good the second bottle of wine she had stolen from the wine cellar tasted when she felt a pop behind her, quickly turning back as she saw seonghwa staring right at her with his body suit covered in demon ichor.

Byeol : um.

Seonghwa had apparated directly from a demon fight, byeol could see that from the way he was still panting, his sword with fresh demon blood held in his left hand.

Byeol was just about to say something when seonghwa walked past her without saying anything. He was at it again.

Byeol quickly stood up from the ground as she rushed towards seonghwa before holding his shirt cuff, making him pause on his tracks as she said

Byeol : what, are you not going to even look at me for the rest of your life after what happened that one night?

Seonghwa : after what happened?

Byeol chuckled at seonghwa’s cold answer as she said

Byeol : good, let us pretend that did not happen.

Byeol stepped in front of seonghwa as she said

Byeol : now look at me.

Seonghwa : is there anything you have to say?

Byeol : my husband.

Seonghwa looked at byeol at that, making her smile as she said

Byeol : do you have any names yet?

Seonghwa : many. If you want a list-

Byeol : throw a party.

Seonghwa : what?

Byeol : the storm is said to end within a week from today, maximum. So throw a party right after it, invite all these men that you’re talking about and other people to make it seem not suspicious. I get to interact with all these men together within one night, and you get to get rid of me after that. And I’ll even give you a free pass to my wedding if I do end up finding my husband in one of these men!

Seonghwa frowned as he asked

Seonghwa : that’s what I get in return?

Byeol : you get rid of me.

Seonghwa stared at byeol for a second before saying

Seonghwa : I suppose that one thing is worth this entire party. Consider it done, miss lee. You’ll have your party at exactly a week from now.

Byeol smiled that victorious smile once again, almost making seonghwa forget about the pain in his body as she said

Byeol : great! And…

Seonghwa gasped as byeol suddenly used her magic to remove the ichor in seonghwa’s suit as well as magically heal the small wound in his collarbone area, his body losing strength for a split second as he fell against byeol. She held his shoulder protectively before saying

Byeol : as a…security deposit.

Seonghwa pulled back from byeol as she smiled and held his hand, dragging him forward as she said

Byeol : now come with me! I’ve made nice noodles for you today, since I was bored and happened to stumble upon the kitchen this evening.

Byeol sounded so excited, that smile on her face not wavering as she chatted on about how she had come to make the noodles. And seonghwa for the first time in a long time felt his heart flutter.

Bloody hell, seonghwa thought.

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Random #11

Do you guys perhaps want a part 2 for His Sunshine? If yes, then I can turn it into a series. I have some plots in mind as well.

Please let me know! (If you want you can even just like this post to say yes)

xoxo,

Mi-Rae

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Park Seonghwa : His Sunshine (Part 1/?)

Pairing : Park Seonghwa (Ateez) and named character (Lee Byeol)

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Synopsis : Lee Byeol is known as the star girl of the magic world, her beauty, wit, wisdom and power second to none. Her smile could make the hardest of men melt, her sparkling green eyes having the power to enchant anyone. Her presence itself radiated glory and royalty.

Park Seonghwa was the opposite, a morally grey man in most ways. Cold, mysterious, private, powerful and hard. His jet black eyes considered similar to his shut off heart of steel. His powers were the only ones that could possibly compare to byeol's. If hers were emerald green, his were jet black.

And now byeol is out to find a husband for herself, in order to acquire her estates. Seonghwa is meant to find someone for her, but what if he doesn't want someone else to have her?

What if he wants her to himself, all his?

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The second Lee Byeol had walked into the party at seonghwa’s family manor he had understood why everyone called her the star girl of magic world. With her bobbed ginger hair, sparkling green siren eyes, hourglass figure, exquisite and expensive taste in fashion, rich and powerful family background, he could immediately guess what kind of a person she was. The kind of person that had that aura and confidence that made everyone want to be with her, friend or enemy, just be with her. She seemed to be flawless.

Keyword, seemed.

Seeing the way she smiled at people that came up to talk to her, shaking hands and pretending as if she hadn’t killed two of the most powerful demons that once cursed this land at the mere age of 17, seonghwa knew there was something inside her that she let no one see. Considering as how Seonghwa had killed 5 of those demons before he reached 20, that kind of power and magic came at a price. It required something, something dark.

Seonghwa watched as he saw san recognize him, quickly ushering byeol towards him as he said excitedly

San : seonghwa, this is lee byeol.

Byeol looked expectantly at seonghwa, waiting for him to take her gloved hand and kiss it like every gentleman in her life did. It was a custom, a sign of a well brought up man. But she probably didn’t know seonghwa didn't care about those customs, he did not engage in those kind of things either.

He did not believe that the sign of a well brought up man was that of kissing a lady's hand. And so he stared right at byeol before saying in a cold tone

Seonghwa : yes, good evening miss lee.

Byeol raised her eyebrow in amusement as she smiled before saying

Byeol : park seonghwa, yes? The one who killed-

San : ugh yes four greater demons. No one ever gets tired of that do they?

Byeol : how many have you killed again, mr choi?

San : it’s because I didn’t know, alright? I was uh…sleeping at the time, yes. If it was in the morning I'd have it done within seconds.

Byeol chuckled as san’s eyes widened at something far from them, excusing himself shortly before rushing off somewhere. Byeol turned to face seonghwa again as she eyed him carefully before saying

Byeol : I’ve heard you’re the classic type of man, morally grey they call it. Cold, mysterious, angsty, private, what not?

Seonghwa : I take that as a compliment, thank you.

Byeol : back where I come from we take that as an insult, mr park. A man who cannot engage in human conversations and live as such in this world is considered…insecure, out of touch even.

Seonghwa : well, thank the angel I don’t come from Italy then.

Byeol's lips quirked up in amusement as she asked

Byeol : oh? So you researched about me?

Seonghwa : Beatrice Byeol Lee, heiress of the richest most powerful magical family in all of Europe. Known for her charms, beauty, wit, wisdom, and other things I didn't bother paying attention to. It got quite boring.

Byeol rolled her eyes as seonghwa said

Seonghwa : san told me all about you, he’s trying to set me up with you it seems.

Byeol hid the disappointment.

Byeol : he has taste.

Seonghwa : last lady he dated was a secret vampire. Almost drained him of all his blood while he was sleeping before he managed to rid himself off her.

Byeol squinted her eyes as she smiled and said softly

Byeol : so you’ve killed 4 greater demons, yes?

Seonghwa just nodded at that

Byeol : well there’s another one coming, and you’ll let me impress the folks here as it is my first time with them, yes? Be a gentleman?

Seonghwa frowned as he felt sudden demon energy around him, his hand instinctively going to the blade sheathed in his waist. He was just about to pull it out as precaution when byeol held his hand instead, bowing down as she kissed it before whispering with a wink

Byeol : I owe you one, mr park.

Byeol swiftly turned around and walked towards the ground just as the demon appeared, making the people around gasp as their hands all went to their blades as well.

Seonghwa sighed as he leaned against the pillar, deciding to just watch byeol. He supposed intruding now would be quite low even for his standards, plus he was intrigued to see what the fuss about her was all about.

Byeol clicked her heel against the other as the heel part changed into knives, making seonghwa scoff. Was she really going to fight with knife shoes? He couldn't imagine landing on those without tripping and fracturing a bone.

The demon snarled, walking closer to byeol as no one around dared to enter the fight. They were all interested to know how byeol would handle this. The demon wasn’t really a greater demon either, but it did have considerable amount of magic in it. Seonghwa wondered if byeol would be able to manage it unprepared.

Byeol brought her right hand out as her family sword appeared in it magically, it's green flames sparkling. The necrosword, the world's most powerful sword ever made. It had enough magic in them to be transformed into a bow, knife, two knives, swords, whip, anything the owner required it to be. The sword chose it's bearer, and it had always remained in the Lee family for decades.

Seonghwa watched as byeol leaped towards the demon, ducking it's blow as she slashed the sword against it's back. For the next few minutes she fought against the demon, seeming like she was delaying the process just to give the people a show.

Seonghwa now knew what the fuss was all about, she was not only good at talking to people and making them follow her around but she was also good at dueling, too good even. The precision with which she used the sword, her speed, good thinking at the right time, she was a natural warrior. Her moves were sleek, elegant, even lady-like. But it was swift, deadly, and quick.

Seonghwa was now impressed.

Finally byeol decided it was enough as she summoned up her magic into the sword, green flames dancing around her as she leapt up high into the air before bringing her sword down onto the creature's head with force. It let out a gargling sound as it burst apart, disappearing into whichever realm it came from.

Byeol landed right on her feet effortlessly without a single glitch as the sword disappeared, her eyes going right towards seonghwa as the others clapped. She raised her eyebrows at him as seonghwa rolled his eyes, letting out a breath as he turned and walked away.

Byeol felt a smile spread on her lips as she looked at the others that were clapping, impressed. She gave them all a small bow, but all she could think about was the fact that park seonghwa had been impressed. It gave her a sort of satisfaction.

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Seonghwa : what?

Seri : there's a storm, son, and lee byeol cannot be going back home tonight. It is unsafe, you know demons and humans alike come out during the rain for bad reasons. Hence she'll need somewhere to stay and I decided the best place would be this manor. The hotels here aren't…safe either.

Seonghwa scoffed, leaning back against the chair in annoyance as he asked

Seonghwa : and if the storm continues? Then what, she'll continue to stay, eomma?

Seri : seonghwa, it would be an honor to have someone like her in our manor-

Seonghwa : I don't want her here.

Seri frowned, sitting up straight as she asked

Seri : what? Has she done something wrong?

Seonghwa : her presence annoys me.

Every other man was head over heels for her, anyone else would've been ecstatic to have byeol here. Why was seonghwa being like this?

Seri : okay, why?

Seonghwa : it just does, she seems uncanny eomma. Someone cannot be this…perfect. There has to be something wrong, something off.

Seri chuckled, patting seonghwa's hand as she said

Seri : so you don't like her because she's too perfect, that just seems like you're annoyed by the fact that you're falling for her.

Seonghwa laughed at the ridiculous thought

Seonghwa : falling for her? Never in a million years would that happen, she's the embodiment of everything I hate.

Seri raised her eyes as seonghwa stood up and walked past her, muttering under his breath

Seonghwa : I'll let her stay, but tell her I don't want her bothering me or my work. If that happens, you can find her some place else to stay. Safe or not, I do not care. She's well than capable of taking care of herself.

Seonghwa opened the door as he stepped out into the hallways, climbing up the stairs to the third floor which was where his bedroom was located. As he neared his bedroom he saw a figure opening the room opposite seonghwa's, making him walk faster towards it before holding the person's hand as he banged them against the wall. A pair of green eyes glittered against the dark, making seonghwa's hold on the person loosen

Byeol : finally you've come around?

Seonghwa stared at byeol who was looking up at him with a glint in her eyes, her hot breath falling against seonghwa's neck as he whispered

Seonghwa : miss lee.

Seonghwa quickly let go of byeol's arm as he stepped back, frowning as he asked

Seonghwa : what are you doing here?

Byeol : trying to open my room, of course.

Seonghwa : and who told you this was your room?

Byeol : I did, I liked this room most so I decided I should sleep here for the night.

Seonghwa scoffed in disbelief, looking away as he muttered in annoyance

Seonghwa : unbelievable. You cannot sleep here, get out.

Byeol : and why is that?

Seonghwa : because it's opposite my room.

Byeol stared at the door in front of her, it's doors different and more grand than the other room doors. It screamed seonghwa's room, she had known it the second she got here.

Byeol : I figured.

Seonghwa : you will sleep in the south wing, or west or east. Just not this wing.

Byeol : I prefer this room.

Seonghwa : this isn't your call to make.

Byeol : I am the guest.

Seonghwa : this is my manor.

Byeol : and? You offered to let me stay here.

Seonghwa : my mother did.

Byeol : basically the same thing.

Seonghwa let out a breath in annoyance as he said

Seonghwa : can you just stop being so difficult and leave?

Byeol : no?

Seonghwa : miss lee, leave.

Byeol : I said no-

Byeol cut herself off as seonghwa banged her against the wall once again, glaring down at her as he said

Seonghwa : this isn't Italy, miss lee, and I am not someone who will go according to your ways and deal with you being such a spoiled, pampered brat. You can throw that away while at my manor, for I don't care about the fact that you're rich, or beautiful, or whatever. This is my manor, my estate. Here you will go according to my rules-

Byeol : you think I'm beautiful.

Seonghwa paused as byeol smiled that victorious smile, patting seonghwa's cheek as she whispered

Byeol : have a good night, mr park.

Byeol walked past seonghwa as she stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her and locking it as seonghwa just stood there, blinking his eyes in absolute shock.

What the fuck was this woman.

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Seri : it seems this storm could last for a week, at least.

Byeol smiled as she chewed at her breakfast, seonghwa rolling his eyes as he looked at his mother through the newspaper he was reading before saying

Seonghwa : get her to the nearby hotel.

Byeol : I heard it's unsafe.

Seonghwa : I heard you were capable of fending after yourself?

Byeol : but would your manly conscience let a lady like me endanger herself at such a dangerous hotel?

Seonghwa : easily, yes.

Byeol : so yo-

Seri : you lot should just get married already.

Seonghwa : ew-

Byeol : I already discussed that, as a matter of fact mrs park. The lord does not seem to appreciate the idea very much.

Seonghwa : I'd rather cut my heart out than spend a night together with you.

Seri : seonghwa!

Byeol smiled as she took another bite of her salad before saying

Byeol : it is alright, mrs park.

Byeol smiled sweetly at the maids around as she stood up, saying in that same voice that annoyed seonghwa to the core

Byeol : the breakfast was just wonderful, thank you so much.

The maids around bowed at the rare compliment, seonghwa rolling his eyes again as he said without taking his eyes off the newspaper

Seonghwa : it is their job.

Byeol : well your job is to make sure I feel at home in your manor and you don't seem to be doing that properly.

Seri’s hand came to her mouth quickly as byeol smiled, walking past seonghwa as she let her hand hold seonghwa's shoulder for a second before saying

Byeol : you'll give me a house tour now, won't you mr park?

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Byeol : do you not have any hobbies, mr park?

Seonghwa : none that you need to know about-

Seonghwa cut himself off as byeol suddenly held his hand, bringing it in front of her as she eyed it for a second before saying

Byeol : horse riding.

Seonghwa snatched his hand away from byeol's with a frown as he asked

Seonghwa : so you can just look at people's hand and tell their hobbies now?

Byeol : some of them. Your hand show marks of having held the reins, having pulled it hard enough to bleed, to scar. Such callouses cannot be gotten from battle, there is a difference.

Seonghwa let out a breath, looking away as he said

Seonghwa : do not do that again.

Byeol smiled, looking through the manor courtyard as she said

Byeol : what, read through you? Has no one ever done that?

Seonghwa : I have never let anyone.

Byeol turned to look at seonghwa as she said

Byeol : the manor is beautiful, it makes for a nice house. But not a home, it's too cold for a home. Can't you…plant some nice flowers? Buy nice paintings-

Seonghwa : they're a useless waste of money.

Byeol : they're comforting, makes you feel less alone.

Seonghwa : I do not find comfort in inanimate objects.

Byeol : so then where do you find comfort in?

Seonghwa : do I need to tell you my entire life?

Byeol shrugged, looking out the manor as she smiled at the workers around who bowed at them as seonghwa and byeol walked past them. She noticed how seonghwa did not even look in their direction. She crossed her arm as she suddenly said

Byeol : I came to Korea in order to find a husband.

Seonghwa paused on his tracks, making byeol chuckle as she stopped too and looked at seonghwa before saying

Byeol : what, are you afraid I'm going to propose to you right now?

Seonghwa : I do not wish to marry.

Byeol : ever?

Seonghwa : ever.

Byeol gave a low whistle as she said

Byeol : many ladies are going to have their hearts broken at that news.

Seonghwa : no lady is stupid enough to want a future with someone like me.

Byeol : mm. everyone likes a little bit of a mystery man, it's appealing to want to fix it.

Seonghwa stared at byeol as she smiled, shaking her head before saying

Byeol : I for one have no time to fix a man, don’t worry. I am not a therapy center. I need a husband, a man that has enough influence, is magically and physically strong, can give me an heir and leave me alone when required. If you have someone in mind, you can tell me.

Seonghwa : what about love, care, protection? All those things that ladies usually want?

Byeol snorted as she said

Byeol : we both know I'm not going to find all that in this life. I just need a husband to fulfill this prophecy my grandmother believes in, she refuses to give me the estate and manor without a husband. She's a bit old-fashioned like that. So a manageable husband who doesn't care about whatever I do, that's all I want for now.

Seonghwa watched as byeol unfolded her arms, giving seonghwa a smile as she said

Byeol : thank you for the wonderful tour, mr park.

Byeol walked past seonghwa as she said out loud

Byeol : and fret not if you wish to give your own name to me in matters of marriage! I do not think I would mind having you as a pretend husband, you would give me a handsome heir at least.

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[mi-rae07]

Jung Wooyoung : As Good As You Were (Part 4/4)

Pairing : Jung Woo-young (Ateez) and named character (Shin Naeun)

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Few days later :

Naeun was now sitting with her back against wooyoung's chest, his arms wrapped around hers as their eyes looked up at the stars above them. The sky was too beautiful today, naeun couldn't help wanting to stargaze with her husband for the first and last time.

Naeun : wooyoung-ah?

Wooyoung : hmm?

Naeun : when I'm gone, and when you miss me, come outside and look at the sky.

Wooyoung smiled, closing his eyes as he rested his head against naeun's shoulder before whispering

Wooyoung : you'll come back as a star?

Naeun smiled, looking at the stars that were above them as she said

Naeun : yes.

Wooyoung : you're already my star though.

Naeun chuckled, resting her head further against wooyoung's chest as she said with a sigh

Naeun : when your life gets darker, I promise to light your way up as the star does from up above. I'm never going to leave you, wooyoung, ever. I may not be…I may not be there with you physically but I will always be with you. I'll find a way, like I always do. I'll make a bargain with the devil, if that is what is required. Even if I would have to burn in hellfire for a 1000 years after, I'd still choose to do that if I get to be with you in this world.

Wooyoung closed his eyes, his tears drops staining naeun's shirt as she continued

Naeun : we may have only loved for a short time but I want you to know that that short time has fulfilled the entire purpose of my life. You've made me happier than anyone else ever has for the 30 years that I lived, wooyoung. There is no one in this world I'd rather have done this with than you.

Wooyoung could say nothing, because he was sure that if he opened his mouth the only sounds that would come out would be that of pain. He hated the world for this, he hated that it kept taking away the things he loved most from him.

Wooyoung : I prom-I promise to look at the sky everyday after you're gone, naeun. Every day.

Naeun : and I promise to stay as the single most brightest star in the sky for you, wherever on Earth you are.

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2 days later :

Naeun now spent her days on the bed, and she felt today would be her last night on this bed, in this world. And so as wooyoung entered their room after having done the dishes, naeun held her hands out for him making him smile as he held her hands in his and got on the bed.

Naeun : can I sleep on your lap today?

Wooyoung : of course.

Wooyoung sat with his back against the lush headboard as naeun rested her head against wooyoung's lap, looking up at him with a smile as he played with her hair.

Naeun let out a shaky breath as she looked away from wooyoung, deciding now was probably the time to tell him.

Naeun : wooyoung I might uh…tomorrow morning I think I might not-

Wooyoung : don't say it.

Naeun : but woo-

Wooyoung : I know it, naeun. Don’t say it, please.

Naeun sighed and nodded, holding one of wooyoung's hand in hers as she played with his fingers before saying in a soft voice

Naeun : do you remember when we first saw each other, woo? It was at some fancy restaurant and when you walked in, you looked like you wanted to kill me. But I spent 3 hours getting ready that day, hoping you'd find me at least a little pretty. Do you think…do you think I still look that pretty? Right now, I'm pretty sure my skin is dull-

Wooyoung : you're prettier than you were back then, a 100 times prettier. Because now you're the woman I love, naeun, and I love all of you. I'll find you pretty forever, no other being will ever compare to how pretty you are to me.

Naeun smiled, looking up at wooyoung with teary eyes as he said

Wooyoung : you know how much I love you, right? I know I haven't shown it much to you, god gave me so little time to show you the world. But after you're gone, naeun I'll still continue loving you. And the world will see how much you meant to me, I'll make sure it does.

Naeun : wooyoung you're still young, you can marry again-

Wooyoung : no. No not ever. I'd rather die than have that.

Naeun : young-ah-

Wooyoung : that's the end of that topic, naeun, please.

Naeun sighed, kissing wooyoung's hand as she whispered

Naeun : okay.

Wooyoung flinched as he felt someone jump onto the bed, a furry creature walking past him and towards naeun as she nudged her head against naeun's, making her smile

Naeun : momo!

The puppy barked, making wooyoung smile as naeun let her hand ruffle it's golden fur before saying

Naeun : you'll take care of your dad for me, right? You'll be a good girl and keep your dad company since I can't?

Wooyoung let out a chuckle as momo licked naeun's face, making her smile as she said

Naeun : such a good girl.

Momo gave naeun one last nudge before jumping off the bed, lying down on the floor with a small whimper as wooyoung sighed, leaning back against the headboard.

Naeun : wooyoung?

Wooyoung shut his eyes tightly, knowing this was the last time she'd call him that as he said shakily

Wooyoung : yes my love?

Naeun : you're the best thing that happened to my life, I love you so much. I always will.

Wooyoung pressed his lips together to stop the tears from falling once again as he whispered

Wooyoung : I love you too naeun, so much. And in this world, and the next, and for every world that is out there, you will be mine and I will be yours.

Naeun clutched wooyoung's hand tighter with her trembling hands as he leaned down, giving her a final kiss as she felt tears stream down her cheeks.

Wooyoung : my heart, my soul and my life, they're all yours. And they will be until the end of time.

Naeun smiled, that smile wooyoung would miss so much. That smile he barely got to see in this life.

And then wooyoung could only watch, watch as naeun slowly went to sleep, her grip on his hand loosening and her head tilting towards the side. For a few hours her chest continued rising up and down, and then it slowed down, until it stopped completely. Just as wooyoung's world did.

The warmth that naeun's hand always gave his went away, replaced by the terrible cold. And her dull skin turned pale, the sounds of her heart beating no longer audible. And just like that, as the sun rose on the horizons his wife had left this world, leaving wooyoung all alone in this harsh place.

Wooyoung could feel his tears falling against naeun's pale cheeks, the sounds of his sobs filling the empty room as he clutched naeun's limp body against his in pain. He held her and wailed, and wailed, screaming for her to come back. Saying everything that he wanted to scream at the world but didn't because that would be unfair to naeun.

But even then she did not move, no miracles happened. And wooyoung lost all his belief in god, destiny, fate, everything. Even god couldn't let something as cruel as this happen to him, could he?

Wooyoung remembered the hugs naeun had asked for that he always ignored. He'd never be able to give her those ever again. The dates she'd wanted to go with him that he can never give again, the love that she'd given all these years and never gotten back.

It wasn't his life that was unfair, it was hers. She'd given so much in return for nothing. Maybe the universe thought she would be happier away from wooyoung, maybe this was His way of punishing wooyoung for everything he had done.

Wooyoung kissed naeun's forehead with his trembling lips, his tears falling against her closed eyes as he whispered desperately

Wooyoung : I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you naeun.

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A day later :

Wooyoung was now standing in front of naeun's grave, her wedding ring hung on the necklace that naeun always wore now clasped around wooyoung's neck as he stared at the picture of naeun smiling that was kept on the grave. That smile, that smile that he couldn't protect. He hated himself.

Wooyoung had no idea how he'd gone through the funeral rites, he had no idea how he could manage to give his wife away to the authorities to do the final things. How he could let people throw mud at her casket, whispering him apologies and prayers.

Mina had come running after the news had spread on national televisions, crying about how she'd asked naeun to be her baby's godmother and she'd asked for it to be wooyoung if she wasn't able to attend. Mina had never thought it would be because of this.

Wooyoung's mother had then come up with a will, saying it was naeun's will that handed her company over to him. She had told him how she'd come to wooyoung's mother asking that it may be fulfilled after her death. Wooyoung had just stared at his mother blankly as she went on to explain about how it would work, wooyoung could care less about some company when he'd just lost his entire life.

Everyone had left, and now wooyoung was finally alone in the graveyard, the wind blowing against him and the flowers that people had left on naeun's grave, bringing a small sad smile to wooyoung's face as he said

Wooyoung : look at how many people loved you, naeun. You've gotten so many pretty flowers, so many people to shed their tears for you.

Wooyoung let out a shaky breath as he slowly kneeled down against her grave, laying his palm against the stone as he said

Wooyoung : I will live, naeun-ah, for you I will live and wait until I can meet you again. That is my punishment for all that I have done to you. But I will never marry again, I will never love anyone again. This line…

Wooyoung stared at his family ring that decorated his right thumb, the line his father had tried so hard protecting, the line that had forced him to give up everything.

Wooyoung : it ends with us.

Wooyoung kissed naeun's grave one last time, a drop of his tear falling against her gravestone as he stood up before whispering

Wooyoung : because no one will ever be as good as you were.

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Wooyoung went back home that night feeling numb, and broken. But not tired, he wouldn't be able to sleep this night. Or any night from now, he would have to get back on his prescription of sleeping pills.

Wooyoung let his legs take him to naeun's walk-in closet, going over to the glass window that displayed her wedding dress as wooyoung stared at it, his hand coming up to place itself against the glass.

He still remembered her wearing it, the memory was as fresh as his wounds. Her walking down the aisle all along, the people pitying her for not having a father accompany her. But she hadn't been bothered by it, she still had a smile on her face. The smile she had gotten while looking at wooyoung, her groom.

She had loved him since then, and he'd been too late to love her back.

Wooyoung shut his eyes as he lowered himself onto the floor, resting his forehead against the glass as he sobbed. He had lost count of the amount of times he'd cried this past month. But he didn't care, for her he could cry until there was not a drop of tear left in his body.

Wooyoung looked forward as a small bark was heard, momo nudging the door open with her head as she walked up to wooyoung with her tail down. She knew naeun was gone too. Wooyoung watched as momo came up to him, getting onto his lap as she laid against it.

Wooyoung let his trembling hand run through the puppy's fur, remembering how happy naeun had been when momo had jumped up onto their table and demanded food.

Wooyoung : I'm s-so sorry. I'm so sorry sweetheart, I'm so sorry.

And all wooyoung could do was cry, naeun's smile rushing through the back of his eyes every single time.

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A week later :

Wooyoung was now at the beach with momo, her running all over the place barking as the people around would aww at her and occasionally give her small pets. Wooyoung sat down against the sand after a while of walking around with momo, deciding to watch the sunset.

He pulled out his phone before opening the gallery, clicking on the pictures of naeun that he'd taken when they'd come together to the same beach, almost a month ago. Wooyoung smiled as he saw the pictures, naeun's white floral dress flowing back against the wind as small strands of hair fell against her face. But even through all of that he could still see her smile, that beautiful smile.

His pretty girl, always bringing light in his life.

Wooyoung swiped to the next picture and the next until he felt tears in his eyes, remembering the way the sun had shone on her skin, the sound of her giggles and laughter. He'd never get to see those again, it would remain as nothing but memories now.

Wooyoung let out a shaky breath as he shut his phone, putting it back in his pocket as momo ran up to him with a ball in her mouth, her tail wagging to play with him. Wooyoung chuckled, wiping his tears as he took the ball from momo before saying

Wooyoung : you want to play catch?

Momo barked as wooyoung smiled before standing up, throwing the ball away from them before running as he yelled

Wooyoung : beat me if you can!

Momo barked excitedly as she ran after him, the water splashing against their feets.

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5 months later :

Wooyoung had been sitting in his living room with his laptop, finishing up some work when he heard the sound of rain, making his eyes widen as he looked behind him at the window. And he was right, it was raining.

Wooyoung kept his laptop away as he rushed up to the balcony, stepping out into the rain as he felt it drench his clothes. He used to hate the rain, but now he loved it as it reminded him of naeun. Wooyoung smiled as he felt the cold droplets fall against his cheek, indicating that snow was coming soon.

He remembered the time he'd danced with her under this rain, the feel of her body against his and how she had looked down at him with a smile when he'd lifted her up and spun her around. The rain had made her so happy.

Wooyoung frowned as jazz music suddenly started playing from the gramophone inside, the same song that had been played at their wedding. Wooyoung looked inside as he saw momo jump down from the gramophone, running up to him with a smile on her face.

Wooyoung felt his eyes tear up as he bent down to pick momo up, her jumping into his arms as wooyoung smiled and asked

Wooyoung : do you like the rain too, momo?

The puppy barked in agreement, making wooyoung chuckle as he pet her head, making momo snuggle up against wooyoung. He stared up at the sky, a star shining right back down at him as wooyoung whispered

Wooyoung : I miss you so much, naeun-ah, I wish you were here with me. You loved the rain so much.

Wooyoung looked back at momo as he slowly moved his body to the slow music, closing his eyes as he felt his tears mix with the rain.

Wooyoung : I love you so much.

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3 months later :

Wooyoung let out a breath as he laid out the food for him and momo in the picnic mat he was currently sitting on, the puppy running around the mat with happy, excited barks as wooyoung smiled at how cute she was being.

Wooyoung had soon started eating his sushi, momo having her food as well on the side as his eyes went to the couple the was sitting a few feet away from him, the lady clearly pregnant. The husband was feeding her food as she giggled, telling him she was already full.

Wooyoung felt his heart drop at the beautiful sight, wishing he could've done this with naeun some day. Their child would've looked as beautiful as her, maybe even have gotten her beautiful smile that wooyoung loved so much. But he'd never know any of that because he had lost the chance, he'd destroyed it.

Wooyoung blinked his tears away and was about to have another bite of his sushi when he felt a kid run up to him, stopping right in front of the mat as he asked in his childish voice

??? : my name's cha min, do you mind me joining you ahjussi?

Wooyoung blinked at the child, looking around the place before asking

Wooyoung : I-are you lost?

Min : no my parents are right there, see?

Wooyoung looked at where min was pointing, his parents smiling at wooyoung and nodding in approval as he smiled back before saying to the child

Wooyoung : sure, you can join me then. I think we have enough sushi.

Min nodded as he sat down excitedly, wooyoung giving him a plate of sushi and sauce with a smile as min asked

Min : did ahjumma not come with you this time?

Wooyoung paused, looking at min in shock as he asked

Wooyoung : wh-what?

Min : last time I was here when you came with that ahjumma and this puppy here. That very pretty looking ahjumma with a very beautiful smile?

Naeun, his naeun. Wooyoung let out a breath as he said

Wooyoung : she…she was my wife.

Min : was? Not anymore?

Wooyoung : she passed away, a few months ago. She was…sick.

Min : oh. I'm sorry.

Wooyoung nodded, keeping his sushi away as he stared at min, trying to remember him from that day. Ah, the child naeun had stared at when they had come together, telling wooyoung that she had wanted a family too. That was him, he'd just grown a bit of hair now.

Min : I'm sure she loved you.

Wooyoung : mm? what makes you say that?

Min : she was looking at you like my eomma always looks at my appa, with the same smile and the same eyes. I think that's what you call love, right?

Wooyoung smiled sadly, his hand unconsciously going up to hold the wedding ring that hung by his necklace as wooyoung whispered

Wooyoung : yes, I suppose that's love.

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3 months later :

Wooyoung stood up from the hospital waiting chair as mina's husband walked out of the labor room with a tiny baby in his hands, walking up to wooyoung as he said

Seojun : it's a miracle, mr jung. We had all thought it would be a boy, even the ultrasound results showed that it would be a boy. But we think it was wrong. Because it's a girl, and we couldn't be happier about it.

Wooyoung smiled, looking at the baby girl as he said

Wooyoung : congratulations, seojun-shi, she's beautiful.

Seojun held out the baby for wooyoung to hold as he said

Seojun : my wife and I have decided to name her song naeun, after her godmother. You don't mind, do you sir?

Wooyoung felt tears prick his eyes at that, holding the baby in his arms as he smiled and whispered shakily

Wooyoung : of course I don't, thank you so much.

Seojun smiled and nodded as wooyoung held the baby's hand, her smiling up at wooyoung as he said

Wooyoung : song naeun.

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25 years later :

??? : SONG NAEUN, THE NEW CEO OF THE SHIN'S GROUP! CONGRATULATIONS!

Wooyoung smiled as naeun hugged him with a huge smile, wooyoung patting the back of someone who was almost like a daughter to him now. When he'd first held naeun in his hands as a baby, he'd decided then and there that she would be the one who'd inherit his and his wife's company. And as naeun had grown up to be an intelligent, beautiful and smart young lady, wooyoung had known his choice was right.

And today was the day the company went legally to her, naeun's parents were smiling so proudly at her from the seat. It was probably the best day of her life.

Naeun pulled back as wooyoung patted her arm proudly before saying

Wooyoung : your godmother would've been so proud of you, naeun-ah. You live up to her name.

Naeun smiled and shook her head as she said

Naeun : she would've been proud of you more than she would've been of me, ahjussi. And I promise, that I will take care of the company and bring it up with pride. I won't disappoint you, or mrs shin. Your names will be remembered for as long as I live, for you have given me this life.

Wooyoung smiled as he said

Wooyoung : you earned this, naeun-ie.

Naeun smiled as wooyoung stepped back, a man rushing up to her with his hand held out forward excitedly as naeun frowned before asking

Naeun : who…are you?

The man gave naeun a huge smile, a smile that made her heart do something weird. What the hell?

??? : I'm Cha Min! Your new secretary for…for ever I suppose!

Naeun : what? And who appointed you?

Min : uh jung wooyoung-shi did, of course.

Naeun gasped as she looked at wooyoung who was now walking down the steps with a sly smile as she said

Naeun : AHJUSSI!

Wooyoung chuckled as he walked out of the hall, leaving the new generation to grow as he let out a small groan of tiredness. He was getting old after all.

Wooyoung looked around as snow fell all around him, the jacket providing him little warmth. Wooyoung sighed as he walked through the pavements, his hands growing cold. But he did not put them in his coat pocket, as he never did.

Naeun's hands had been cold when he'd last touched it, and when his hands would get cold it reminded him of her. Hence he never put his hands in his pocket during winters, he preffered them like this.

It had been 25 years, even momo had left him now to join naeun in the other side of the world. She had kept him company for a long time, and now he supposed naeun could use her company.

Wooyoung felt his hand go up to her necklace that still hung around wooyoung's now wrinkled neck, the ring always bringing him comfort in his lonely times. He looked up at the sky, staring at the single star that still shone the brightest to him as he whispered

Wooyoung : I was right, naeun-ah. 25 years, and there's still no one that is as good as you were.

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[mi-rae07]

Jung Wooyoung : As Good As You Were (Part 3/4)

Pairing : Jung Woo-Young (Ateez) and named character (Shin Naeun)

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Wooyoung was now helping the workers wheel naeun to the ICU, a doctor emerging from a room as she looked at naeun worriedly before muttering

??? : naeun.

Wooyoung looked at the unknown doctor in part shock as he asked

Wooyoung : how do you know my wife?

??? : she's my patient.

Wooyoung paused on his tracks as naeun was wheeled into the room, the nurses shutting the ICU doors in wooyoung's face as he let out a shaky breath. He felt tears in his eyes as he fell back against a nearby chair, his hands shaking in fear and worry. Her patient? Patient for what? Why hadn't naeun told wooyoung anything about this?

Wooyoung hoped it was just a minor inconvenience that could be solved quickly so they could go back to normal. It had to, right? The world couldn't be so cruel to wooyoung so as to take naeun away from him?

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The world was cruel after all.

??? : your wife has brain tumor, and it was already too late to be removed completely from her brain by the time we figured it out. That was probably why she didn't want to tell you, there was nothing anyone could do except wallow in their own despair from this news. Naeun-shi has maybe, another month or so left to live. After that the tumor would affect her brain activity, and that in turn will inevitably lead to death. I am so sorry, sir.

Wooyoung stared at naeun who was now sleeping on the hospital bed, an IV attatched to her wrist as the heart monitor beeped in regular intervals of time. Her heart, that beep, wooyoung couldn't believe it would last only for a month now. And naeun had known, she'd known all of this and she hadn't told him. He had dreamed of an entire life with her and now, now it was all gone.

Wooyoung still had tears streaming down his eyes, he just couldn't bother enough to wipe it away. He felt naeun shuffling against the sheets as she slowly opened her eyes, looking up at wooyoung as she whispered groggily

Naeun : w-woo?

Wooyoung : I hate you, you know that? I hate you so much I wish-I wish I could burn the entire world down.

Naeun looked around the room as her eyes widened, finally getting what had happened as she quickly sat up on the bed. Wooyoung sniffled, his shoulders trembling as he asked

Wooyoung : when did you know?

Naeun : wooyoung please-

Wooyoung : no more lies, naeun.

Naeun : the day before we went on that trip.

Wooyoung's face contorted as he tried his best to not let out a sob, shaking his head as he asked

Wooyoung : is that why you rushed the trip? And…and momo, that was…is that why you wanted to take her home so bad?

Naeun lowered her eyes as she felt the tears well up in them before saying shakily

Naeun : you said you wanted a family with me, and kids I cannot give you. So I thought-

Wooyoung : naeun do you think that a cat, or even a mere-a mere child can replace what you are to me? The…part that you hold in my life?

Naeun : wooyoung I have no choice.

Wooyoung : this is all my fault, I should've known-

Wooyoung cut himself off with a sob as he rested his forehead against naeun's lap. She could do nothing but cry in silence as wooyoung said

Wooyoung : all that while in the-in the trip I was doing everything with you thinking we could do this again one day when we…when we got older. And you, you were doing it all knowing it would be your last.

Naeun shut her eyes tightly as wooyoung cried against her lap desperately, shaking his head as he said

Wooyoung : you never should've married me, you should've married someone who could've treated you with love and care from the very beginning. Not four months before you…god!

Naeun : wooyoung don't say that, you've made me happy-

Wooyoung : happy for what, 3 months? After you spent 3 years being alone despite having a husband, despite having saved my family? I should be the one dying! I should've been the one on that bed not you! You've done nothing wrong-

Wooyoung cut himself off as the door opened, revealing wooyoung's mom with tears in her eyes as she said

Mrs jung : naeun-ah.

Naeun : e-eomma.

Wooyoung quickly stood up as he walked past his mother, heading out the room as he heard naeun call his name out. But he didn't respond back, how could he? How could he when his entire world was being taken away from him only a few months after he'd gotten it.

How could he when he never treated her right and now she was dying, and they had too less time.

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Wonjeong knew her son, she knew he would never forgive himself for this. Especially after what naeun had told him, that wooyoung had finally started treating her right. She knew this would happen someday, she just didn't think it would be too soon.

Wonjeong was now walking through the hospital gardens, hoping to find wooyoung somewhere. And soon she heard the desperate cries and wails of a man, knowing it was her son's as she walked towards it. She saw wooyoung crouched down on the grass, his head on his hands and his cries filling the garden. It hurt her soul, hearing her son cry like this.

Wonjeong : wooyoung-ah.

Wooyoung turned to look at his mother, his face red and damp with all the tears. He looked horrible, god wonjeong wished she could help her son.

Wooyoung : e-eomma. Eomma naeun she-she said she's going to leave me.

Wooyoung let out a sob as wonjeong shook her head, rushing up to wooyoung before hugging him. Wooyoung cried against her shoulder, wonjeong feeling her eyes tear up at how hurt wooyoung sounded. He'd never cried like this, not even when his father had forbidden him to continue his dreams.

His life had always been so unfair.

Wooyoung : this is all my fault eomma, it is all my fault I'm so sorry. I should've listened, I should've loved her when I could. And now…now I can't.

Wooyoung weeped harder against his mother's shoulder as he remembered what she'd told him months ago.

"One day, you'll lose her and you'll regret everything. And then you'll come to me, crying and begging for the forgiveness that is not mine to give"

Wooyoung shut his eyes tightly as his mother said

Wonjeong : sometimes life is unfair to us, wooyoung-ah. Naeun might…she might have to go soon but she'll never leave you, son. She loves you, even after she's gone she'll stay in your heart and your memories, forever.

Wooyoung : I don't want a life without her, eomma. I…I don't know how I could live without her.

Wonjeong closed her eyes, her owns tears sliding past her cheeks as she whispered

Wonjeong : you'll have to learn, my son.

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Naeun had been sitting against the hospital bed for some time now, wooyoung's mother already having said her goodbyes for the night. And yet wooyoung was nowhere to be found. She was just about to get up from her bed when the door opened, a drenched wooyoung stepping inside the room as naeun's eyes widened

Naeun : were you out in the rain?

Wooyoung said nothing as he closed the door behind him, sitting on the chair beside naeun as she said

Naeun : god, I'll go grab a towel for you. You're going to catch a cold otherwise.

Naeun quickly got off the bed before finding a towel nearby and going up to wooyoung, wiping his wet hair hastily as wooyoung whispered

Wooyoung : would this be the first and last time you ever dry my hair, naeun?

Naeun closed her eyes as she removed the towel from his hair, throwing it on the bed before saying

Naeun : wooyoung, we still have a month left.

Wooyoung scoffed as he said

Wooyoung : a month, 30 days? I wanted 30 years with you, naeun, not 30 fucking days.

Naeun : I'm sorry.

Wooyoung : what if I die with you?

Naeun's heart froze at those words

Naeun : what?

Wooyoung : what if I kill myself the day you die, hmm? Then we can be together again-

Wooyoung cut himself off as naeun slapped him, his head tilting to the side as she said in a shaky voice

Naeun : don't you dare. For all that you have done in the past I have forgiven you, wooyoung. But if you do this, then I will never forgive you. In this world, or the next, if you do anything to harm yourself after I'm gone, I'll never forgive you.

Wooyoung closed his eyes, lowering his head as he said nothing to that. Naeun stared at wooyoung for a while, not knowing what to say either. Then she held his cheeks, lifting his head up to face hers as she said

Naeun : I love you, wooyoung, I love you so much I cannot imagine if something would happen to you even after I'm gone. I can't bear the thought of you being hurt-

Wooyoung : and yet I have to see you hurt, see you die, see all my dreams with you get destroyed within barely a month. If you cannot bear the thought of seeing me hurt…

Wooyoung looked up at naeun with his teary eyes, the look on his face making naeun want to do anything to live, anything to stay. But she knew she couldn't. tears streamed down wooyoung's cheek as he said in an utterly broken voice

Wooyoung : then how can I see you die, naeun.

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Wooyoung was now driving back to their penthouse with naeun just staring at him from the passenger's, not having said a word after they entered the car. Wooyoung had woke up today pretending as if yesterday hadn't happened. The doctors had told them there was nothing they could do so it would be better if naeun got discharged and spent the last few weeks of her life doing things she wanted to do. Wooyoung had just signed the papers and gotten naeun to leave.

He had smiled at her, smiled as if she wasn't sick and going to die. Naeun couldn't say that she didn't like it, it felt better when wooyoung didn't treat her as a patient.

Wooyoung : we're going to the beach today after this. So once we reach home and have breakfast, we'll go there.

Naeun : okay.

Wooyoung turned to look at naeun due to the one word answer as he asked

Wooyoung : why, do you not want to go?

Naeun : no no. Of course I do, anywhere I go with you is fine for me.

Wooyoung smiled as he turned back to face the road, one of his free hand coming up to coil around naeun's as she smiled, holding her husband's hand with both of hers. She liked this, and she wanted to feel this as much as possible. It could be her last time feeling it after all.

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Naeun was now smiling as she felt the waves crash against her feet, the sky above her slightly cloudy and not too sunny. Perfect for a beach date. Wooyoung was just watching her from the side, a smile on his face as naeun picked up water with her hands and threw it up.

She looked so beautiful, wooyoung had thought, and so he'd taken a million pictures of her within the past few minutes, the wind blowing her hair back and the light making her skin glow. She looked like an angel, the kind that made you forget about all your sins.

And then wooyoung remembered, it had been his passion to take photos, and yet he'd taken none of his wives. He had taken a lot when they'd gone out for the trip but now he was going to take it every time naeun did something, special or not.

Naeun : young-ah! Aren't you coming!

Wooyoung smiled and nodded before putting the phone back in his pocket, walking up to naeun as she held his hands before dragging him into the water as well. Wooyoung grimaced as he felt the waves crash against his feet, filling it with mud instantly.

Naeun : isn't it so much fun!

Wooyoung : ew, the sand's making me feel kinda thrown off.

Naeun : really?

Wooyoung : mhmm.

Naeun let out a mischievous smile as she suddenly threw beach water at wooyoung's face, making him scream as she ran away from him as fast as she could.

Wooyoung : MY FLAWLESS SKIN NO!

Naeun laughed as wooyoung started running after her, the water splashing against their feets as he caught up to her and picked her up. Naeun squealed as wooyoung rubbed his nose against her, smearing the beach water on her face as well as naeun rolled her eyes before saying

Naeun : you're stupid.

Wooyoung : but you love this stupid man.

Naeun giggled as she leaned forward, kissing wooyoung as she rested her palm against his damp cheek. And to the onlookers they looked like the most carefree couple ever, not a single problem plaguing their relationship.

Only they knew that this was another one of their lasts too.

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A week later :

Naeun was now sitting with her head rested against the penthouse glass window that overlooked the city below them, wooyoung humming some music as he cooked dinner for them a few meters away from naeun. This entire week they had spent going around Seoul, even having gone to Jeju for a few days as a trip. Naeun had only ever visited that place for office deals, but wooyoung had shown her around the entire place within the span of 5 days, and he had booked another trip to Daegu for day after.

Naeun's eyes widened as a raindrop fell against the window, followed by another raindrop as the city soon disappeared under her due to the rain. She stood up from her seat, an excited smile on her face as she called out to wooyoung

Naeun : woo!

Wooyoung : yes I know it's raining. And momo get off the damned counter, you brat!

Naeun giggled as she said

Naeun : I'm going to the balcony.

Wooyoung : what!

Naeun didn't wait for a response as she rushed towards the nearby balcony, stepping outside as the cold rain suddenly hit her, drenching her hair and clothes. Naeun smiled as she closed her eyes, feeling the rain on her body. She had always loved the rain, and that was because of her parents. Because they'd bring her out with them when it rained and would play some nice music, the three of them dancing until they got tired and cold. It had been decades since she'd danced in the rain with anyone, and she missed it.

Naeun opened her eyes as she heard her favorite jazz music being played from inside the penthouse, the sound loud enough for her to hear clearly despite the rain. Was she dreaming this?

Naeun looked to the door as she saw wooyoung stepping into the balcony with a smile, walking closer to naeun as he bowed before holding his hand out for her to hold

Wooyoung : may I have this dance with you, my lady?

Naeun chuckled in disbelief, holding wooyoung's hand as she said

Naeun : but you hate the rain.

Wooyoung : but you love it, and I love you.

Naeun smiled as wooyoung stepped backward before stepping back in, holding his palm against naeun's as he walked in a circle around naeun who giggled before asking

Naeun : you know how to dance?

Wooyoung : I am a man of many talents, mrs shin.

Naeun giggled as wooyoung twirled her around, holding her by the waist right after before bringing her close again, their bodies following the romantic rhythm of the music.

Naeun : how did you know I liked this song?

Wooyoung : I heard you listening to it a year ago. And, you had this specifically be played at our wedding. This was the song we danced to on our wedding for the first time, remember?

Naeun remembered, and for them to be doing this again for the last time, the rain pouring down on them, naeun wouldn't have given this up for the world.

Wooyoung : I never told you then, but I thought you looked beautiful in that wedding dress.

Naeun felt tears prick her eyes as wooyoung twirled her around again, bringing them farther away from each other as naeun quickly blinked her tears away. As the music got faster wooyoung brought her closer to him again, whispering to her

Wooyoung : I wish we could do that all over again, marry each other again, so I could treat you as the bride you deserved to be treated as.

Naeun closed her eyes in pain as wooyoung lifted her up, spinning her around in his arms just the way he had done at their wedding 3 years ago. Except now he was looking up at her with love, so much love that it made naeun's heart well up in joy and pain. Joy of having found someone like him, and pain of having to leave someone like him behind.

The music slowly faded as wooyoung brought her slightly down, still looking up at her as he whispered

Wooyoung : let me do what I should've done years ago.

Naeun closed her eyes as wooyoung kissed her, their tears mixing with each other and the rain as naeun wrapped her arms around wooyoung's neck. And they soon felt desperation and need take over them, wooyoung carrying naeun to their bedroom as her hands worked on wooyoung's shirt buttons to remove them hastily.

And just like that, as the rain drops fell against the frosted glass windows of the couple's penthouse, their bodies joined to become one. As it was meant to be.

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A week later :

Naeun was now playing around with momo as wooyoung set up the picnic mat at the park, the puppy running to get the ball naeun had just thrown before rushing back to her with it in momo's mouth as she chuckled and patted her head.

Wooyoung eyed them as he said

Wooyoung : she seems to like you. Whenever I come close to her she just bites me.

Naeun giggled as she picked momo up, her licking naeun's face making wooyoung rolled his eyes before saying

Wooyoung : only I'm allowed to do that though.

Naeun gasped as she whacked wooyoung's arm, making him giggle as he finally sat on the mat before putting out all the food for lunch in front of him. Naeun hummed as she sat beside him, momo cuddled up in her arms as she said

Naeun : ooh it looks very yummy.

Wooyoung : yes obviously, I made it after all.

Naeun : it suddenly looks very disgusting.

Wooyoung : okay then don't eat.

Naeun : actually nevermind I'll have it cuz you made it and I love you.

Wooyoung : totally not cuz it's delicious.

Naeun : definitely not.

Wooyoung smiled as he picked up a piece of sushi before feeding it to naeun, her humming as she mumbled

Naeun : heavenly.

Wooyoung : thank you, finally the appreciation I deserve!

Naeun giggled as momo opened her mouth as well, staring at wooyoung with eyes that said 'feed me too' as he sighed and gave the puppy a sushi as well. She seemed to like it as much as naeun.

Naeun let out a satisfied breath as she rested her head against wooyoung's shoulder, smiling as she patted momo before saying

Naeun : I wanted to come here one day with you and our kids.

Wooyoung pressed his lips together, naeun eyeing the family that was having another picnic a few meters away from them, the kids running around their parents as they laughed at their children's smiles.

Wooyoung : naeun-ah.

Naeun : I'm sorry I can't give that to you. If only I had more than a year left to live, I could've at least given you a child, an heir-

Wooyoung : I don't care about any of that. I'd rather not raise a child without it's mother to love them, it would be torture to have someone that keeps reminding me that if you were here, we could've brought them up together. It's either with you, or nothing darling.

Naeun smiled as she looked up at wooyoung, him kissing her forehead as he whispered

Wooyoung : you're all I need and want.

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1 week later :

Today was naeun's last day at work, except no one other than naeun and wooyoung knew it. Naeun got sicker as days passed, and she knew that the rest of her last week in this world would have to be spent at her penthouse. And that was where she preffered to spend it, she'd rather she spent her last few days with her husband than at work.

She just wanted to feel all this one last time, this company that had been passed onto her by her parents, something that had been in her family for years. The work that accompanied her when she had no one, what helped her drown her feelings in. It had been the second most rewarding thing in her life, apart from wooyoung.

Mina : boss? You called me?

Naeun : oh, yes. I have something for you.

Mina frowned as she closed the door behind her, walking towards naeun as she stood up before handing over a bunch of keys to mina. Mina eyed it in confusion before asking

Mina : do you…do you want me to send your cars for cleaning, boss?

Naeun chuckled, shaking her head as she said

Naeun : those are the keys to a new house, a house that I have bought for you near the Han river. It'll make a beautiful home for your husband and you, and your newborn soon.

Mina's hands instinctively went to her stomach, her eyes widening as she asked

Mina : ma'am…how-how did you know?

Naeun smiled, patting mina's shoulder as she said

Naeun : consider it a gift from me for your services this past decade. And the other key, is for your new car. It's a Range Rover, I heard it was your favorite car.

Mina sobbed in gratitude as she hugged naeun, making her smile as she wrapped her arm around her secretary

Mina : thank you so much boss! I don't know…I don't know how I could repay you for all this.

Naeun : you don't have to, it's my gift mina.

Mina : you can be my son's godmother then, would you mind that? Being the first one to hold my baby after my husband and I?

Naeun bit her lips to prevent her tears, wishing she could do that. If only she lived long enough. Naeun pulled back as she smiled and said to mina

Naeun : of course. It's just that, if for some reason I am not able to attend it, would you let wooyoung be his godfather instead? Let him hold your son in my stead?

Mina : of course! I'm sure you'll be there but if by any case you aren't, then I wouldn't mind sir doing it either.

Naeun smiled and nodded, patting mina's back one last time before saying

Naeun : thank you, mina, for everything.

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Wonjeong : naeun-ah! I didn't expect you to come today. Is wooyoung not with you?

Naeun : he isn't, I just wanted to talk to you alone for some time.

Wonjeong : sure sure. Come in, the maids have made lunch. You can have that and go as well.

Naeun smiled and nodded as she stepped in, following her mother-in-law to the living room as she sat down on the sofa opposite wonjeong's.

Wonjeong : what did you want to tell me then, naeun-ah?

Naeun : it's about…wooyoung. As you know, eomma, I only have a week left to live. And after that, my company has to go to someone. And I wish for that someone to be wooyoung.

Wonjeong : oh, naeun-ah.

Naeun : I have written a will, it's in my office desk. If I told wooyoung this I know he would never let anyone take it, he finds himself unworthy to take my company as his. But it is my wish that he has it, as he is the man I love, and my husband. So after I'm gone, if you can, I want you to take the will and bring it to action. Wooyoung will only ever listen to you in this matter, eomma.

Wonjeong stood up as she sat next to naeun, taking her hand in hers as she smiled and said

Wonjeong : I will do that for you, I promise.

Naeun smiled and nodded before continuing with a shaky voice

Naeun : and um, after I'm gone, there would be no one left to really take care of wooyoung. I know it is too much to ask of you but if you could just make sure he's healthy, and happy. I just love him so much and I wish I could stay and take care of him but I can't…

Naeun trailed off as she shut her eyes, tears flowing down as wonjeong shook her head and hugged naeun. Naeun sobbed against her mother-in-law's shoulder as she said in a broken voice

Naeun : please take care of him for me eomma, please.

Wonjeong : of course I will take care of him for you, naeun-ah. I'll make sure he always remembers that you loved him, and always will even if it's not from this world.

Naeun nodded, knowing this would be the last time she'd get to hug her mother-in-law as she sniffled before whispering

Naeun : thank you so much, eomma.

Wonjeong smiled, wiping her own tears as she pulled back and held naeun's cheek before saying

Wonjeong : you're the best thing that's ever happened to my son, naeun, I hope you'll always remember that.

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Do you plan a mini series for San again?

Yes of course! Soon after my other WIP’s are finished I’ll get into a San series asap 🫶🏻

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Jung Wooyoung : As Good As You Were (Part 2/4)

Pairing : Jung Woo-Young (Ateez) and named character (Shin Naeun)

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Naeun woke up the next day, feeling her head throb again. It was usual for her, since the past month or so she had gotten random headaches that accompanied her for hours on end. She'd thought it would be the work stress, but now she supposed she should go to the doctor sometime soon. The pain was getting worse.

Naeun got out of bed and slipped some painkillers into her mouth before rushing to get ready for work. Soon she was in the kitchen with wooyoung cooking, about to head to the fridge for another cold salad when wooyoung's voice interrupted her

Wooyoung : don't, I made something for you.

Naeun paused on her tracks, turning around as she watched wooyoung flip a few pancakes into a plate before adding honey and some blueberries as he put the plate on the table.

Naeun : for…for me?

Wooyoung stared at her with an obvious stare as naeun sat down on the chair before picking up the fork and knife. Soon she had started eating, immediately falling in love with the food. She had never had a favorite food before, but maybe…maybe this was it.

Naeun : it's wonderful, thank you.

Wooyoung nodded, turning back to the stove before making some for himself as well. Naeun took another bite of the pancake as she could feel her eyes almost tearing up from it. No one had ever made food for her, at least not without her paying them. And no food had ever tasted this good, not even the ones at the most fanciest of restaurants. She could eat wooyoung's food everyday.

Naeun : why did you make this for me today? Do you want something from me?

Wooyoung : no.

Naeun : then…do you have to tell me something?

Wooyoung : can't I not just make food for you, naeun?

Naeun pressed her lips together, staring at the half eaten pancake before saying

Naeun : you've never done it for me before.

Wooyoung sighed as he sat down opposite naeun with his own plate of pancakes before saying

Wooyoung : now I am, so just eat it.

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Naeun flinched as her phone rang suddenly, excusing herself from the doctor's office as she picked up the call quickly. Something was wrong, wooyoung was calling her.

Naeun : wooyoung? Has something happened? Are you alri-

Wooyoung : did you have lunch?

Naeun paused, her eyes widening in shock and confusion. What the actual fuck.

Naeun : w-wooyoung, are you really sure you're okay?

Wooyoung : did you have it, or no naeun?

Naeun : no.

Wooyoung : then come to XXX restaurant within 30 minutes, we'll have it together.

Naeun was about to say something when wooyoung cut the call, leaving her shocked. What was happening? Wooyoung had never called her up before, never asked whether she had had her meals on time?

Did he want divorce?

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Wooyoung looked up as he saw naeun entering the restaurant, the workers bowing at her as she rushed up to wooyoung with a confused expression. Her navy blue blazer hung by her arm, her Birkin handbag and phone held in the other. She looked just like the CEO she was, and she was his wife. Why hadn't he noticed how beautiful his wife was all along?

Naeun : wooyoung?

Wooyoung : yes, sit down. I've ordered food for you, considering that you don't really have a favorite food.

Naeun blinked her eyes as she placed her blazer and bag on the chair next to her before asking

Naeun : what's going on?

Wooyoung : mm?

Naeun : you're being very different, you've never called me for lunch before.

Wooyoung : what do you think this is then, naeun?

Naeun : um, divorce maybe?

The word made wooyoung's heart drop.

Wooyoung : is that what you want?

Naeun : of course not, but that doesn't mean you couldn't want it. You do not love me, and this marriage has been nothing but a burden for you. Who is to say you wouldn't want to end it now?

Wooyoung chuckled, taking a sip of his juice before asking

Wooyoung : would you give that to me, divorce?

Naeun pressed her lips together as she looked at her shoes, saying in a low voice that made wooyoung know the answer without her having to say it

Naeun : if it makes you happy-

Wooyoung : what makes me happy? That you have already taken away the second you married me, shin naeun. I will never get that back now, it is impossible.

Naeun stared at wooyoung as the waiter brought them their lunch, naeun's plate filled with rice, chicken, noodles, and other bunch of things naeun didn't bother looking at.

Naeun : you still haven't forgiven me for what I did three years ago.

Wooyoung : for you it was just a simple choice, a simple word. For me it was my entire life, naeun, my childhood dream that I was this close to achieving.

Naeun let out a breath, her appetite all gone now. She didn't even know why wooyoung had bothered enough to call her for lunch and then say all these words.

Wooyoung : but yes, it's been three years and we're only growing more old. I guess it's time to just let the past go and move on, it's not like anything's going to come back now. What's done is done.

Naeun : what?

Wooyoung : I'm saying, naeun, that I wish to be a husband to you now. I wish to quit being so salty about the past and make a better future for us, for our heir. I wish to give you, us, a chance.

Naeun : wait…you don't want a divorce?

Wooyoung : I want the opposite, actually. All this while you've been a wife to me, a good one at that. Now it's my turn, to at least try to be a good husband to you as well.

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Naeun was now sitting on the dining table with confused eyes as wooyoung rushed around the kitchen to make dinner, having told naeun to just sit and watch when she'd tried helping.

Naeun : wooyoung?

Wooyoung : it's almost done, wait.

Naeun : no but do you need help cleaning up?

Wooyoung : no, go find some movie for us to watch instead while I clean up.

Naeun frowned as wooyoung smiled and put two plates of food onto the table, sitting down opposite naeun before nodding towards her plate

Wooyoung : go ahead, have the first bite.

Naeun : wooyoung, you made it so shouldn't you-

Wooyoung : no I insist, you have it.

Naeun sighed as she took a bite of her food, staring at wooyoung as she chewed it. This was heavenly.

Wooyoung : um how is it?

Naeun : do you mind cooking me food every day now?

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Wooyoung sighed as the movie ended, fireworks bursting on screen as the main leads started kissing each other for the final time. Wooyoung pressed his lips together as he looked towards naeun, not expecting her to like movies such as this. But he paused as he realized naeun was now lying fast asleep against the couch, her hair all over her face.

Wooyoung brought his hand forward unconsciously, using the tip of his fingers to brush naeun's hair away from her face as he smiled softly. Wooyoung had never seen naeun sleeping, she looked so peaceful like this. Wooyoung suddenly remembered all the times naeun had asked him for things. To sleep together in the same room, to go out on amusement park dates, to give her hugs, to go to the beach. He'd pushed her away each and every time, harshly even.

But now, looking at naeun sleeping like a baby wooyoung vowed to make all of those wishes of hers come true. He wouldn't rest until he made sure all of her past requests were fulfilled. Starting now.

Wooyoung stood up as he carried naeun from the sofa and towards his room, her unconsciously snuggling up onto him as wooyoung climbed up the stairs with his wife in his hands. Why hadn't he done this way before when it felt so good?

Wooyoung laid naeun down on his bed as he got on it as well, maintaining his distance as he still thought he needed her consent to hold her in any way. But his breathing stopped as naeun moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist as she laid her head on his chest.

He didn't know whether she wanted this with him.

Wooyoung : n-naeun?

Wooyoung felt naeun hum slowly before whispering sleepily

Naeun : thank you.

And that was all the answer he needed as he wrapped his arms around naeun before pulling her closer.

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Naeun : mina, you have forgotten to send me my schedule for today. Please send it to me, and quickly.

Mina : uh, boss you're on leave today though? Your schedule has been cleared completely today.

Naeun paused on fixing her suit cuffs as she frowned in confusion before asking

Naeun : cleared? By who?

Mina : mr jung asked me to clear it yesterday night, he's the one who told me that you'd be on leave today.

Naeun looked at the mirror as the door opened up behind her, wooyoung entering her walk-in closet with a cup of coffee as naeun sighed before saying

Naeun : alright thank you, bye.

Naeun cut the call as she turned to face wooyoung before asking

Naeun : you asked my secretary to clear my schedule today?

Wooyoung : oh, yes. We're going on a date today, I was just going to tell you.

Naeun : a date? Wooyoung-ah, I had work-

Wooyoung : you've worked your entire life, now you're coming with me.

Wooyoung took naeun's phone from her hand before replacing it with the mug of coffee as he said, eyeing her work outfit

Wooyoung : you should…probably change into something other than a suit for this date. Unless you want to go like th-

Naeun : I had important meetings today.

Wooyoung : you have important meetings everyday, naeun-ah. Plus, you can have these important meetings tomorrow instead along with your other important meetings. They say the more the merrier!

Naeun : was I- supposed to laugh?

Wooyoung stared at naeun as she chuckled, having a sip of the coffee as she motioned for wooyoung to go out before saying

Naeun : okay fine then. A date it is.

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Naeun : you rented an amusement park!

Wooyoung lifted his head in fake pride as he said

Wooyoung : yes, aren't I so cool.

Naeun whacked wooyoung's arm as he gasped in shock

Naeun : you idiot! You wasted too much money-

Wooyoung : please, this wasn't even that expensive compared to what I have.

Naeun rolled her eyes as wooyoung coiled her arm around his before saying excitedly

Wooyoung : now come! We've got to try all the rides!

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A month later :

Naeun had gone for more dates this month than she had in her entire life, and she'd liked every one of them. Wooyoung cooked for her everyday, and suddenly she had favorite foods and even craved them at odd hours. The workers in her office suddenly seemed to get small breathers on days naeun would be on leave, something that had never happened before.

She had just really begun her life and-

Wooyoung : naeun-ah?

Naeun turned around as wooyoung stepped into the terrace she had been standing in for some time now, not able to really sleep. But wooyoung had been asleep, she'd made sure of that before leaving the bed. His insomnia seemed to be non-existent now for some reason.

Naeun : I thought you were asleep?

Wooyoung : same. What are you doing here then?

Naeun sighed, looking back to face the city as she whispered

Naeun : couldn't sleep.

Wooyoung walked closer to naeun as he said

Wooyoung : you could've just told me that, naeun.

Naeun : I didn't want to wake you up.

Wooyoung : naeun-ah, the whole point of my existence as your husband is to help you, take care of you. It's bare minimum-

Naeun : you've never done that for me earlier.

Wooyoung pressed his lips together, looking away from naeun as he said

Wooyoung : well, yes. I wish I could reverse that now.

Naeun : 3 years, wooyoung. I dealt with you treating me like I was nothing to you for 3 years. That must've been nothing for you but for me? For me it hurt worse than it did when my parents died.

Wooyoung felt his heart drop as he muttered

Wooyoung : I'm so sorry.

Naeun chuckled as she whispered

Naeun : well sorry doesn't give back the time we lost now, does it?

Wooyoung : I'm…I'm trying to be better now, aren't I? And we still have so much time left-

Naeun : do we?

Wooyoung frowned as he looked at naeun in confusion, her turning to face him as she said

Naeun : the human life is unpredictable, who is to say I won't die tomorrow-

Wooyoung : naeun! Don't say that.

Naeun : woo-

Wooyoung : can we not talk about you dying? It's not happening anytime soon.

Naeun let out a breath, looking away for some time before muttering slowly

Naeun : can I have a hug-

Naeun cut herself off as wooyoung rushed into her arms, wrapping his arm around her waist as he brought her as close to him as he could. Naeun smiled, resting her head against wooyoung's chest as he said against the top of her head

Wooyoung : I can't lose you like that, alright? We've just…we've just started on our marriage, I can't lose you so soon naeun. Even before this, if something had happened to you a year ago, I would still be terrified. You're right, I never cared for you, I never acted as a husband to you before all this but you were still a part of my life naeun. If you wouldn't call me up to ask if I'd eaten lunch, I'd feel empty. Without you in this house, it felt too large for me, I felt so alone. Yes, I didn't care for you but if something happened to you back then also, I would never have been able to forgive myself.

Naeun closed her eyes as she felt tears prick her vision, her grip on wooyoung tightening as he kissed the top of her head before saying

Wooyoung : I want to make up for every wrong that I did to you, I want to travel the world with you, start a family with you, grow old together with you. I want the rest of my life to be yours, naeun. I belong to you, and I want to belong with you forever. So please, please stay.

Naeun let out a small sob as she clutched the back of wooyoung's shirt even tighter, feeling overwhelmed all at once. Wooyoung's eyes widened as he realized naeun was crying, something that had never happened before. He quickly pulled back as he held naeun's cheek before asking worriedly

Wooyoung : oh no no, naeun why would you cry like that? Is staying with me that bad-

Naeun : no you idiot! You're just being too cute it's making me cry and shit.

Wooyoung chuckled as he blinked his own tears away, using his hand to wipe away naeun's tears as well before whispering

Wooyoung : you shouldn't have to shed tears for someone like me, I don't deserve that right now.

Naeun whacked wooyoung's arm as he chuckled, leaning down as he kissed her forehead. Naeun sniffled before saying

Naeun : you know what, book a ticket to Italy for tomorrow.

Wooyoung : what? But there's work-

Naeun : that can wait, it's not going to matter soon anyway.

Wooyoung : are you sure?

Naeun : aren't you the one who said you wanted to travel the world with me, wooyoung-shi?

Wooyoung : yes, well, I meant someday-

Naeun : someday is too far away, let's just do it tomorrow.

Wooyoung : well, who am I then to deny your wishes.

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3 months later :

Wooyoung : what no! that last piece is mine!

Naeun giggled, putting it in her mouth as she ran around the hotel room before saying

Naeun : catch me if you can mr jung!

Wooyoung : YOU LITTLE MENACE!

Naeun squealed as she jumped from the bed, landing on the carpet before running to the hotel living room. Wooyoung groaned as he ran behind her, finally catching her as he lifted her off the ground and twirled her around. Naeun let out muffled giggles as wooyoung leaned closer to the pizza before whispering

Wooyoung : I believe we can share, in that case.

Naeun's eyes widened as wooyoung bit the edge of the pizza that was hanging out of naeun's lips, part kissing her and part munching on the pizza as she hit wooyoung's arm before saying

Naeun : GROSS!

Wooyoung rolled his eyes as he swallowed the last bit of pizza before saying

Wooyoung : don't tell me you didn't like it.

Naeun answered to that question with another kiss as wooyoung giggled, kissing her back.

It was like they were having their honeymoon all over again, except last time it lasted for a week and the both of them did nothing but sit in their separate hotel rooms and work. This time their phones were all switched off, only wooyoung for naeun and naeun for wooyoung. It was as if the rest of the world didn't exist, and they'd covered half of Europe within 3 months.

They had also found a small puppy while visiting Greece and had decided to take it home with them. Naeun had named it Momo, since it was while they were having momos that the puppy had jumped onto their table. That had been a week ago, another three more days now and they'd have to go back to work.

Wooyoung had never been this happy in his entire life, and neither had naeun. Wooyoung now doubted whether it would've made him this happy if he just chose to go somewhere else and continue with photography. Maybe god willed it this way, the way that made wooyoung the happiest.

Naeun made him the happiest.

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A month later :

Wooyoung and naeun were back to their work lives, but that just being 100 times better than it used to be. They'd call each other half the day, saying the most cheesy out of pocket things and laugh at jokes only they found funny. The workers had never seen their boss so happy and cheery, naeun had always been scary and cold.

And when they'd have meetings together naeun and wooyoung would just be staring at each other, the presenters wondering if they were even listening to the proposals being offered.

Wooyoung was now cooking dinner as usual with momo lurking around the counters smelling everything, naeun having said that she'd take a shower and come down within a few minutes. That was odd, naeun took showers only after dinner but today for some reason she'd wanted to do that instead of helping around the kitchen with wooyoung.

But now it had been 15 minutes since wooyoung was sitting on the dining table with the dinner all ready for naeun, and she still hadn't come down. He'd yelled her name a few times but there was no response. So wooyoung decided to check up on her, opening the door to their room.

Wooyoung : naeun!

Wooyoung rushed to naeun who was lying on the ground unconscious, her skin burning hot. Wooyoung kneeled down as he tapped her hard on the cheek, his heart beating faster as he said

Wooyoung : naeun! Naeun open your eyes! What…no please.

Wooyoung quickly picked naeun up as he rushed down the stairs, picking up his car keys along the way.

Something was terribly wrong.

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Jung Wooyoung : As Good As You Were (Part 1/4)

Pairing : Jung Woo-young (Ateez) and named character (Shin Naeun)

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Synopsis : Naeun saved wooyoung's family years ago by agreeing to hold up their failing company, in return for wooyoung's hand in marriage. She wanted a stable life, a loving husband, kids, and her work at the company as CEO. While wooyoung wanted to travel the world, fall in love with an artist somewhere and continue his career in photography. The corporate life was not for him. Until Naeun married him, shackling him into a life he had always hated, and so began wooyoung's hatred for his own wife. And three years later, it still continues.

But will it stay this way forever? Or will Naeun's love for wooyoung make him change?

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Naeun entered her house after having had a terrible day at work, feeling like she could fall on the floor right this second and go to sleep. She lazily took off her shoes, walking towards the living room as she almost flinched at the sight of wooyoung sitting on the couch with a blank face. Naeun frowned, turning on the lights as she asked

Naeun : why aren't you asleep yet, young-ah?

Wooyoung didn't even bother looking at his wife as he said in a low tone

Wooyoung : couldn't.

Naeun sat next to wooyoung on the couch, wooyoung immediately feeling annoyed and uncomfortable, which naeun noticed. It hurt her, as it always had for the past 3 years, but she could never blame wooyoung, not when she loved him with all her heart. This marriage of theirs was forged, forged for the sake of lifting wooyoung's family's company from it's ruins. And naeun had enough and more money and connections to make that possible. Hence why wooyoung's father offered naeun his son's hand in marriage, and she accepted it despite knowing how much wooyoung hated her. She didn't know why he hated her, but he always had.

Naeun : do you need help?

Wooyoung : no, just let me be.

Naeun looked away, wishing wooyoung would ask her to sleep with him someday in hopes to get rid of his insomnia. Knowing wooyoung's hate towards her, naeun had always kept her distance from wooyoung in order to not make him uncomfortable, and hence they had different rooms. Except wooyoung didn't know naeun would sneak into his room at night just to stare at him sleeping.

Naeun : I…I heard magnolia tea helps with insomnia-

Wooyoung : I don’t want your tea.

Naeun : well you don't have to have…mine. I can order it from some place outside or ask someone else to make it for you.

Wooyoung : at 2am?

Naeun : it doesn't matter to me if it's for you, wooyoung.

Wooyoung rolled his eyes, looking away as he said

Wooyoung : stop with all the façade, naeun-shi. I do not really care.

Naeun : it's not…never mind.

Wooyoung leaned against the sofa, closing his eyes as he inhaled deeply. Naeun looked at the man she could basically die for, wishing she could have what every other woman seemed to get from their partners, love, reassurance, or even just smiles.

Naeun : can you give me a hug?

Wooyoung opened his eyes at the absurd request, looking at naeun with a sharp gaze.

Naeun : n-no?

Wooyoung : what the hell are you-

Naeun : no I uh-it's fine, doesn't matter.

Naeun stood up from her place, picking her bag up as she whispered

Naeun : call me if you need anything, good night.

Naeun turned around and left, climbing up the stairs knowing wooyoung wouldn't say anything back to her. Every night for 3 years she had wished him goodnight and he would only look at her with an annoyed gaze, looking as if he wished she would disappear. And so she was used to it now, as she was to everything else.

Naeun plopped down on her bed with a shaky breath, not even bothering to change her clothes as she stared up at the ceiling. She ran her hands through the sheet around her, feeling it empty as it always had been for her. There was no one who had ever held her close, showered her with love or even told her some words of appreciation. She had been alone her entire life.

Naeun closed her eyes as she felt a tear escape from the corner of her eyes, scrunching the sheet with her hand as she tried going to sleep.

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Naeun walked down the stairs next morning, fixing her suit properly. She walked into the kitchen and noticed wooyoung cooking, knowing he was only cooking for himself as he always was. And so naeun opened the fridge, pulling out a cold salad as she picked up the spoon and started eating it quickly.

Wooyoung turned around, eyeing the cold salad with disappointed eyes as he asked

Wooyoung : what the fuck is that?

Naeun looked up at wooyoung, feeling a smile spread on her lips at his question. Wooyoung rarely ever asked her questions, she felt happy when he would so much as talk to her without her somehow forcing him to.

Naeun : cold salad!

Wooyoung didn't understand why naeun was feeling so cheerful about it.

Wooyoung : how the hell do you have that and be happy with it?

Naeun : I don't have food to enjoy it, I have food just so I can have energy and not die. It has no other value to me than that.

Wooyoung stared at naeun, not finding it normal for someone to not eat anything they actually liked despite being this rich.

Naeun : that's why I don't have a favorite food, it's all just bland to me.

Wooyoung stared at naeun as she smiled, going back to eating her food. Wooyoung sighed, turning around to his pancakes as he flipped them over. Shin naeun was more different than he thought she was.

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Naeun sighed as she leaned against the chair in her office, picking up her phone as she called up wooyoung. She always would, every single day, to make sure he was fine. Sometimes he picked up, sometimes he didn't. She wished he would today, her work was even more tiring this afternoon.

Wooyoung : what is it?

Naeun felt a smile spread on her lips at his voice as she asked her usual question

Naeun : did you have your lunch, woo?

Wooyoung : no.

Naeun : wooyoung-ah, it's 2pm, go have something to eat. It's unhealthy-

Wooyoung : I'll have it when I want to. Are you done?

Naeun : don't you…wanna know if I ate?

Wooyoung : what difference does that make to me?

Naeun sighed, tapping her heels under the table as she said

Naeun : okay then. Have a good day at work! I'll see you back at home.

Wooyoung cut the call without saying anything more, making naeun let out a breath as she kept the phone away. She wished someone cared. Just as she was about to go back to work, the door opened, revealing her mother-in-law. Naeun's eyes widened as she stood up, bowing.

Naeun : eomma, hello. I didn't realize you'd be visiting today.

Wooyoung's mother chuckled and entered the room, closing the door behind her as she said

Mrs jung : aigoo, you're my daughter, you don't have to be so formal. Sit back down, I've brought you your favorite.

Naeun : kimchi rice?

Mrs jung : indeed.

She placed the packet on the desk before sitting opposite naeun, opening the packet for her with a smile.

Mrs jung : was that wooyoung on the phone?

Naeun : it was.

Mrs jung : let me guess, you called him first again.

Naeun smiled, mumbling a thank you as she started eating the rice. She didn't have a favorite food and found all food mostly bland, but since she noticed eating her food made wooyoung's mother happy, naeun ate it obediently.

Mrs jung : when are you going to tell him what you feel, naeun-ah.

Naeun : he probably already knows, eomma.

Mrs jung : then why isn't he saying anything?

Naeun : because he has nothing to say. Your son doesn't really love me, eomma, it's already known. He's just doing all this because he has to.

Mrs jung : you deserve so much better.

Naeun : I don't want anything better, I love your son. Whether he loves me or not, it doesn't matter to me.

Wooyoung's mother smiled and was about to say something when she paused, coughing hard. Naeun looked up from her food, eyeing her mother-in-law worriedly.

Naeun : eomma? Are you-

Naeun cut herself off as she saw mrs jung's eyes slowly closing, making naeun stand up as she rushed to her mother-in-law's side.

Naeun : oh no no, no don't close your eyes.

But it was too late, she had already gone unconscious.

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Wooyoung rushed into the hospital, panting as he stopped right in front of the emergency room. Wooyoung was about to push the door open when he felt someone hold his arm, pulling him back.

Wooyoung : let me go!

Naeun : no, you can't enter right now, wooyoung. Please, wait for a while.

Wooyoung breathed heavily, glaring at naeun before asking in a harsh tone

Wooyoung : did you do something to her?

Naeun looked at wooyoung with hurt eyes, taking her hand away from wooyoung's as she said

Naeun : wooyoung. How could I ever.

Wooyoung : how would I know, hmm? You married me when I didn't want to, you forced us together. How would I know the other things you must be capable of?

Naeun : stop.

Wooyoung : she was with you last, wasn't she?

Naeun : wooyoung! I've only ever cared for you and loved you even when I was at my worst. For you to think that I would ever do something to harm your own mother!

Wooyoung : I do not trust you, shin naeun.

Naeun : then don't!

Wooyoung stared at naeun as she looked away, clenching her hands as she said

Naeun : it's not like you've ever trusted me in the first place. You've never loved me, never cared for me, never so much as talked to me. Every single time I try to, you look at me with those eyes of yours, the one that makes me feel like shit. I'm trying, wooyoung, I'm fucking trying even when I can't anymore.

Wooyoung : and that's my fault? You wouldn't have had to try so hard if you didn't fucking marry me!

Naeun : I didn't have a choice, wooyoung! Your company-

Wooyoung : I do not fucking care about that company, let it burn to hell for all I care!

Naeun : I-

Wooyoung : god just stop talking for fuck's sake. I'm tired of your bullshit, naeun, fucking done and tired. At this point I wish I would've just gone bankrupt years ago.

Naeun flinched at that, wondering whether she was that bad. So bad to the point it was better going bankrupt than being with her.

She looked up as she heard the door opening, a few doctors stepping out as wooyoung rushed to them, asking questions. As soon as naeun heard the fact that her mother-in-law was okay, she turned around, walking out of the hospital without saying anything more.

She shut the car door behind her, putting her hands on the steering wheel as she banged her head against it with a small sob.

Why was it so hard for someone to love her? Why was she the only one who kept trying?

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Wooyoung looked up as he heard his mother groan, quickly holding her hand in his as he whispered

Wooyoung : eomma?

Mrs jung : son.

Wooyoung : are you alright? Should I call the doctor-

Mrs jung : no, no I'm fine. Where's naeun?

Wooyoung : I don't know.

Mrs jung : wooyoung, she's your wife.

Wooyoung : she left, eomma. I didn't have time to find her out while you were lying here.

Mrs jung : did you tell her something?

Wooyoung : no.

Mrs jung : don't lie to me.

Wooyoung sighed as he said

Wooyoung : fine, I did. I asked her whether she did something to you, whether that was the reason you were here. Among…many other things.

Wooyoung's mother let out a disappointed scoff, taking her hand away from wooyoung's as she said

Mrs jung : do you ever not feel ashamed, wooyoung? Not once? For how you're treating that poor woman?

Wooyoung : poor woman? Eomma, she forced me to marry her, do you not remember? I wanted to travel the world, continue my career as a photographer. Instead she married me, shackled me to that stupid company that I wanted to escape from and ruined my dreams. You want me to treat her as a princess for all that she has done?

Mrs jung : she married you to save our family name-

Wooyoung : I didn't want that, eomma. I told her I didn't need it, and yet she went along with it anyway.

Mrs jung : that was your father's choice, wooyoung, not hers. He asked her to marry you in return for her resources.

Wooyoung : she could've declined that offer, she had a choice too. Instead she was selfish and took the wrong one.

Mrs jung : I will never win with you, my son. Only you can tell yourself what's right and what's not. I've tried, for years I've tried to tell you to value your wife and love her while you can. One day, you'll lose her and you'll regret everything. And then you'll come to me, crying and begging for the forgiveness that is not mine to give. And when that day comes, I'll know I've lost not only my daughter, but also my son.

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Wooyoung walked into the living room hours later after having made sure his mother was taken care of at the hospital, realizing that naeun was lying fast asleep on one of the sofas, her figure looking uncomfortable and her work clothes still not changed. Her face was red, she had cried. And after all that, she was still waiting for him?

"One day, you'll lose her and you'll regret everything. And then you'll come to me, crying and begging for the forgiveness that is not mine to give"

Wooyoung walked closer to her, kneeling on the floor as he stared at her. He could still never wrap his head around as to why naeun had agreed to help someone like him, her family had no ties of connection to his, and he didn't even know naeun until the day she offered to help them. Why then…why did she help them then?

Naeun : wooyoung?

Wooyoung flinched as he realized naeun was now awake, her slowly sitting up on the sofa with sleepy red eyes. Wooyoung opened his mouth and was about to say something when she quickly said

Naeun : I'm sorry.

Wooyoung : what?

Naeun : for what I said today afternoon, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said things like that to you when your mom was lying in the hospital. Your eyes they're…they're beautiful. And when you look at me, no matter how your eyes are or-or whatever I still love it. I didn't mean what I said, so please don't stop looking at me. I'm so sorry.

Wooyoung felt his heart drop at how naeun sounded, a wife was begging her husband to so much as look at her? All naeun said today afternoon was true, all of this was wooyoung's fault. It was him who hadn't loved her, trusted her or cared for her even when she'd given her entire life to him. It was him who should be apologizing, instead she was doing it.

Wooyoung : naeun, you don't have to be sorry.

Naeun looked visibly taken aback.

Wooyoung : none of this is your fault, I shouldn't have talked to you like that.

Naeun : um, what?

Wooyoung : what you said was true, I haven't been a husband to you at all, let alone a good one. While you've done your duties the best as you can in return for nothing. You should never have to apologize to me, naeun.

Naeun : I didn't do those things out of the duty for you, wooyoung, I did it because of love. Because I love you.

Wooyoung felt the breath leave his body, his eyes wide. He could utter nothing, she had never told him she loved him like this, although he almost always knew.

Naeun : I have always loved you, since the second I married you. I offered that…that help out of the love for you. And I agreed to marry you for the same reason. And I thought maybe after we married and spent some time together you'd love me too but I suppose I wasn't good enough for that-

Wooyoung : how could you love someone like me? When I've given you nothing-

Naeun : if you love someone because of what they give you then that isn't really love, wooyoung. What I have for you is immaterial, you don't have to give me anything for me to love you. Ever, this isn't a business deal.

Wooyoung pressed his lips together, his eyes lowering not knowing what to say. Naeun sighed, patting wooyoung's back as she said

Naeun : it's okay, you don't really have to say anything to me, young-ah. I know that you feel nothing of that towards me, and I am fine with that. As long as I can love you, I'm okay with you not loving me the same.

Naeun stood up as wooyoung watched his wife walk away to her room, her figure slouched from how tired she was and the bad position she had been sleeping in. wooyoung let out a shaky breath, falling back against the sofa as he shut his eyes.

She deserved much better, maybe he should just become better? Maybe he should just give her a chance?

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you are such an amazing writer actuly your angst is top tier A L W A Y S

AWW THANK YOU SO MUCH ILY🩷🩷🩷🩷

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Hey is burning desire finished?

Yes it is!!!

Do you perhaps have any suggestions on it maybe?? Feel free to tell me if yes.

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Kim Hongjoong : You And Her (Part 2/2)

Pairing : Kim Hongjoong (Ateez) and named character (Lee Hana)

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Hana stared at hongjoong whose head was now rested against her chest, his upper body covered by the blanket and his arm wrapped around hana's waist. His face was still red, his eyes puffy from all the crying. And yet he looked so beautiful to hana, she wondered whether he thought the same about her now.

Hongjoong : hana?

Hana : yes sweetheart?

Hongjoong : I love you.

Hana looked at hongjoong as he snuggled closer to her, his arms around her tightening as he mumbled in a sleepy voice

Hongjoong : I love you so much, as much as the sky. And as much as I love our daughter, if not even more. You're the most beautiful person on Earth for me, you always will be.

And just like that hongjoong fell asleep, tears in hana's eyes as she leaned forward and kissed hongjoong's forehead before whispering

Hana : I love you too.

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Hongjoong woke up the next day, feeling numb and drained out. Last night's memories came crashing down on him as he recalled the way he had cried in hana's arms when it was his fault they fought in the first place, pathetic.

Hongjoong quickly got off the bed as he dressed up for work, hoping hana would be in hannie's nursery and wouldn't see him running out. But just as hongjoong walked down the stairs he saw hana playing around with hannie who seemed to be wide awake so early, small gurgles and giggles filling the living room. His two favorite girls, his entire world. And he couldn't even face them.

Hongjoong was about to sneak out when a voice interrupted him suddenly

Hana : you're awake so early?

Hongjoong pressed his lips together as he turned around to face hana, who picked up hannie before walking to him as she asked

Hana : don't you want breakfast?

Hongjoong : uh, no.

Hana : why? The maids have made good food-

Hongjoong : I'm not hungry, and I have work to do at the office. I'll…see you in the evening, bye.

Hongjoong quickly walked past hana and out the house as he shut the main door behind him, hana letting out a sigh as she booped hannie's nose before whispering

Hana : your father is just like you, so stubborn.

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Hongjoong was in between a serious meeting when his phone rang, making the presenter pause on her meeting as hongjoong excused himself before stepping out the room and taking up the call in hurry

Hongjoong : I'm in an important meeting right now-

Hana : this is more important. My parents are coming, within an hour. I need you here.

Hongjoong blinked his eyes, looking back at the meeting room as he realized everyone else was waiting for their director making hongjoong sigh as he said

Hongjoong : can they not come, like…maybe 3 hours later?

Hana : hongjoong, you know how my parents are.

Hongjoong let out a breath, opening the door to the meeting room as he said

Hongjoong : 30 minutes.

Hongjoong cut the call as he sat back down on the director's chair, motioning towards the presenter before saying

Hongjoong : cut to the important part, please.

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Hongjoong panted as he opened the main door hurriedly, pausing on his tracks as he saw sona and yejun already seated in the living room sofa, hana and hannie sitting opposite them. All of them were looking at him, hana having an angry expression on her face as hongjoong let out a breath, closing the door behind him as his mother-in-law said

Sona : back from the very important meeting, hongjoong-shi?

Hongjoong bowed at his in-laws before saying

Hongjoong : there was traffic, sorry mrs lee.

Sona : you do realize you hold that position of director only because you married my daughter, right? And you also realize you have this much power only because hana stepped down as CEO in order to look after hannie, right?

Hongjoong pressed his lips together, sona never forgot to mention that. How lowly ranked hongjoong was compared to her daughter, his wife.

Hana : eomma-

Hongjoong : yes, of course I do realize all that. This will not happen again, I am sorry.

Hana stared at hongjoong as he sat beside her, hannie making grabby hands at hongjoong as he smiled and brought his hands forward to hold her.

Yejun : don't touch her, you haven't washed your hands yet. She could contact diseases from you.

Hongjoong's smile dropped as he took his hands away, hannie having a confused expression on her face as hana said angrily

Hana : he is her father, appa, I'm sure he knows better than you.

Yejun : what did you just-

Hongjoong : no you're right, I was being careless. I'll make sure I wash my hands before touching her from now.

Hana let out a scoff as she looked away, hannie now playing with her hair instead as sona said

Sona : I see the child's gotten hana's features more, thank god for that. I even went to the temple to pray that she'd get the better genes, it has worked.

Hana : eomma!

Hongjoong smiled, not showing an ounce of any other expression on his face as he said

Hongjoong : I am glad hannie's gotten her mother's features and not mine as well. She is much more beautiful.

Hana looked at hongjoong with hurt eyes as he stood up and asked

Hongjoong : what would you like for dinner, then?

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"I still don't get how boss is dating…him? And she's even made him the director now, I can't believe I've to take orders from someone like him"

"I heard they're fighting? Finally, she'll prolly get a divorce from him soon. I'm sure she's had enough of pretending now that she has an heir"

"Apparently he caused the death of his parents. He caused some trouble at school and his parents were called to the principal's office for expulsion. His dad was really angry, drove the car too recklessly and got into an accident. Let's hope he leaves before he causes something like that to the boss as well"

After having heard all of this at office today whatever hana's parents were telling him seemed to make no difference to hongjoong anymore. He heard things like this everyday, hana just had no idea about it. Hongjoong thought it would be better if she had no idea about it too.

His in-laws had left an hour ago and hongjoong had told hana he would put hannie to sleep tonight. She was finally asleep and hongjoong was trying to find hana, finding her at the balcony a few minutes later.

Hongjoong : hana?

Hana turned around at that, hongjoong giving her a small smile as he stepped into the balcony before asking in a low voice

Hongjoong : is it not cold?

Hana : are you cold?

Hana knew hongjoong hated the cold, and she could see his cheeks already growing red from the winter cold. But hongjoong shook his head with a smile, walking towards the railing as he said

Hongjoong : I uh, I wanted to ask you something.

Hana : go ahead.

Hongjoong : do you mind coming back to office again, being the director? I'll stay at home and take care of hannie, no?

Hana frowned, hongjoong had never said things like this before. He loved working, it was one of the things hana loved about him, how passionate he was about their company.

Hana : did someone say something to you?

Hongjoong : no of course not! It's just…I think you would do the work much better.

Hana : hongjoong, the company's stocks have gone up by 10 percent within the last month of you taking complete control over it's proceedings. And you think I do it better?

Hongjoong looked away, clenching his hand against the railing as he whispered, his voice desperate

Hongjoong : I don't…I don't want to do this anymore, please hana.

Something had happened, hana was sure of it. She could sense the despair in his eyes, it was droopy and did not dare look at her. Hana held hongjoong's hand as he flinched back, making hana pause. He never flinched away from her.

Hana : hongjoong? Something's wrong. What is it? Is it what my parents said?

Hongjoong bit his lip, looking at hana as he tried his best not to cry before saying in an unsteady voice

Hongjoong : no, no that's not it. Hana, there is nothing wrong. I just want you to go back, you are the rightful director of that company, it is your company-

Hana : our company. All that is mine is yours as well, hongjoong. I said that 3 years ago, didn't I?

Hongjoong : you said that back when I was a good husband to you, not anymore, right?

Hana : hongjoong.

Hongjoong : I don't want to go there anymore, I'll look after hannie and run the coffee shop again, full-time. Can I not do that?

Hana : hongjoong you used to love working at the company. What's changed, hmm? Do you not like the assistant? Or the executives? I can change them-

Hongjoong : why not just change me instead? It's the easier way hana.

Hana : hongjoong I love you, you are my husband why would I change you?

Hongjoong : you do not love me anymore.

Hana scoffed, staring at hongjoong who was now playing with his hands, something he did when he was nervous or sad.

Hana : is that what you think?

Hongjoong : it's…I-I just-

Hana : if I didn't love you anymore wouldn't I have just left you, hongjoong? You know I am capable enough to do that, so then why would I stay here still?

Hongjoong : I don't know.

Hana could now see hongjoong's lips trembling, her eyes softening she stepped closer to hongjoong before whispering

Hana : hongjoong-ah, won't you tell me what's wrong? Please?

Hongjoong shook his head, his hand clenched against his own as hana slowly took them in hers before saying

Hana : hongjoong, I love you. I love you still, I always will. Why would you think there would be a day on this planet where I wouldn't love you.

Hongjoong finally lifted his head to look at hana, his cheeks now damp with tears as he said in a broken voice

Hongjoong : everyone hates me there, hana. Not just there but ev-everywhere. Your parents hate me, the workers at the company hates me. I just wanted everyone to at least like me in the beginning, I wanted to know how it would feel like to have parents, even if they weren't my own blood. But I didn't get any of that. And even through all of that I lived because I thought I would have you, at least. I thought I'd get to be with you at the end of the day, in your arms. You would believe in me, you would love me, that was enough. But now…now I've lost that too, I've lost you too-

Hana cut hongjoong off as she engulfed him in a hug, hongjoong's face scrunching up as he whispered

Hongjoong : what if this is a dream too? What if-

Hongjoong cut himself off as hana pulled back, quickly shutting him up with a kiss as a lone tear fell past hongjoong's eyes. She pulled back a few seconds later, holding hongjoong's cheek as she said

Hana : this isn't a dream, and you haven't lost me hongjoong. Every couple on Earth has fights, everyone. That doesn't mean we just break it all off and go, okay? I still love you, even if the entire world doesn't I still love you.

Hongjoong : you shouldn't. I have failed you, hana, as a husband. I've been too busy being a father I forgot to take care of the woman that gave me the title of being a father in the first place. I just…I didn't mean anything I said. I think you're the most hard-working woman I've met, someone who's never let anything come between what you do best. Someone who's only ever protected her family. You're too good at this that sometimes…I sometimes think maybe you're too-too good for me.

Hana : don't say that.

Hongjoong : you've told me countless times that you loved me and I still can't get myself to understand why you could love someone like me. And now I've proven you right by being a bastard.

Hana : hongjoong, shut up. That is not true, I loved you because you were you, I married you because I wanted you to be the only person I loved, and I had a child with you because I want my daughter to have the best father in the world. You haven't failed anyone, not yet.

Hongjoong looked at hana, tears in his eyes as she smiled and wiped it away before whispering

Hana : we can try again, fresh and new. If the coffee shop is where you want to work now, then so be it. I will take care of those workers in the company. And if you want to go back to the company, then we can do that too. Whatever you want, I'll make that happen for you, hmm?

Hongjoong : what about you?

Hana : as long as I have you and hannie, my life is already complete.

Hongjoong sniffled, wrapping his arms around hana's waist as he pulled her close before whispering

Hongjoong : my life has been complete since the moment I saw you, lee hana.

Hana chuckled, kissing hongjoong's neck as she said

Hana : well, that too.

Hongjoong : I'm sorry for everything I said, hana, I really mean it.

Hana : I know love, it's okay.

Hongjoong breathed deeply, closing his eyes as he felt his wife's warmth around him once again. He had missed this, and now he was going to do anything to make sure she got everything in the world. Hana had taken care of him long enough, he couldn't be weak anymore.

Hana : uh by the way, joong, do you perhaps know the names of those workers who uttered a word against you?

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[mi-rae07]

Kim Hongjoong : You and Her (Part 1/2)

Pairing : Kim Hong-Joong (Ateez) and named character (Lee Hana)

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Synopsis : Hongjoong and Hana are new parents, which come with a lot of new challenges with the new baby. And in between facing all of that, Hongjoong forgets about the person who gave him his daughter in the first place, his attention shifts to Hannie when his wife needed him most. And now she’s reached her breaking point. What will happen? Especially when hongjoong has his own problems.

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A/n : does anyone want a part 2☝️

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Hongjoong entered their house after a long day at work, having left at 8 and the time now being 2am. Except as soon as hongjoong closed the door behind him the sounds of a baby wailing and crying hit his ears, causing hongjoong to quickly throw his bag away as he rushed towards his newborn baby's nursery. But just as he was about to climb the steps he paused in front of the living room, realizing his wife was sitting on the sofa, blank eyed as if she wasn't hearing anything.

If she was here, who was taking care of their daughter?

Hongjoong : hana?

Hana flinched at the sound, looking at hongjoong as a tired smile fell on her face. A smile, did she not hear her daughter crying?

Hana : you're back. The dinner-

Hongjoong : hana, she's crying.

Hana looked back straight, her expression once again blank as she said

Hana : she's always crying.

Hongjoong : why are you here then? You should be with her, trying to get her to sleep-

Hana : well you're home now anyway, you go do it.

Hongjoong frowned at her words, astonished. She had never been like this.

Hongjoong : what? Look, it's not as if I have a problem with looking after my own daughter but you just…you seem so unbothered, hana.

Hana : I am unbothered, she's crying for the most useless of things. One time it's for her toy, the next it's because of the light, and then it's because her dress is slightly folded.

Hongjoong scoffed, walking closer to hana as he tried ignoring his daughter's cries for a few minutes. Because this was more important, because what was hana saying?

Hongjoong : hana, she is not even a year old, what do you expect from her?

Hana : to stay quiet for at least an hour? So that I can rest? Sleep? Eat?

Now he was angry, she was treating their daughter like a dog.

Hongjoong : hana! What is wrong with you? This is literally the only thing you have to do, take care of the baby. Why can't you do even that without complaining like this?

Hana looked at hongjoong with angry eyes, standing up as she said

Hana : you think it's that easy? To look after a baby 24/7?

Hongjoong : no one told you any of this would be easy, hana. But I go to work everyday, working my ass off to provide for the both of you. And then I come back home and take care of the baby and the housework. If I can do all of that, why can't you just stop the baby from crying instead of lazing around like this?

Hana : this is exactly what I expected you to do, disvalue all that I do once we have that baby.

Hongjoong : all that you do? What exactly is it that you're doing, huh? You quit work, you don't talk to me anymore, you're always shut off and depressed, not a single smile to be seen in your face ever, you won’t talk to you friends either and now you won't even look after our daughter?

Hana was getting frustrated even more now, did he not get it? Did he not fucking understand?

Hana : you think I'm doing all this because I want to? I want to talk to my friends as well, hongjoong! I want to go out with them as well! I want to be happy as well, I want to wear the dresses I like as well but I fucking can't! why? WHY? BECAUSE I JUST HAD A FUCKING BABY, OKAY?

Hongjoong looked away, his hands on his hips as he said

Hongjoong : everyone has babies, hana-

Hana : WELL I DON'T CARE ABOUT EVERYONE ELSE HONGJOONG, I'M TALKING ABOUT ME NOW, AREN'T I? SO STOP DRAGGING OTHER PEOPLE IN HERE! STOP DISVALUING MY WORK AND CALLING ME FUCKING LAZY WHEN YOU WANTED THIS CHILD IN THE FIRST PLACE!

Hana had never screamed at him like this before, he could see the tears in her eyes. She was really hurt.

Hongjoong : hana-

Hana : I QUIT MY JOB BECAUSE I HAD TO TAKE CARE OF OUR CHILD! I'm not talking to you because I'm tired from having to take care of the baby all the time! I'm not going out with my friends because I have to keep feeding our daughter! And I can't even wear whatever I want because my body looks like a fucking joke!

Hongjoong paused, staring at hana as a tear rolled down her eyes. It broke him apart. Hana smiled as she said brokenly

Hana : good job being the best husband and father ever, hongjoong. Good job going to work everyday and then coming back home and doing even more work. But I'm sorry I can't do the same, I'm sorry I have failed you, our daughter and our family.

Hana walked away, climbing up the stairs as she headed towards her daughter's nursery. Hongjoong bit his lip, plopping down on the sofa as his head fell against his hands.

If his wife had had to say all of this to him, crying and screaming, then he had failed as a husband too.

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Hana : shh shh, mama's here.

Hana let out a breath as she picked her daughter up, cradling her closer to herself as she let hannie have her milk. Hana's breasts had already been sore from all the feeding she had done throughout this day and the day before. But it wasn't like she had a choice, was it? She loved her daughter, and these were sacrifices she had to make.

Hana looked at the mirror in front of her, her once bright brown eyes now having dark eyebags underneath them. They had lost all it's glow, and so had her skin. It was now filled with small acne and scars from her daughter's fusses, the skin all dry and dull. She had gained weight, and that was the worst of them all. She no longer fit in her favourite dresses and she hated it. But even then, when she'd see the small smiles on her daughter's faces here and there, she felt like maybe it was all worth it.

Hana leaned back against the bed with a tired sigh, closing her eyes as she held her daughter closer to her protectively before whispering

Hana : mama loves you hannie, mama loves you a lot. Please forgive her.

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Hongjoong had just finished making breakfast when he heard hana walk down the stairs with hannie, her small gurgles reaching hongjoong's ears as he rushed to where hana was now standing, staring blankly at him.

Hongjoong : give her to me.

Hana looked at the pancakes that were kept on the table as she said

Hana : it's only 7.

Hongjoong : and you're already awake, aren't you?

Hana : because she is.

Hongjoong sighed, taking hannie from hana's hold as he said to her

Hongjoong : come eat the pancakes, I've made it just the way you like it.

Before hana could say anything more hongjoong led her to the dining table, making her sit on the chair as he cut a piece of the pancake before holding it in front of hana's mouth

Hongjoong : say ah.

Hana looked at hannie who seemed to be busy playing with hongjoong's hair as she opened her mouth. The pancakes tasted amazing, especially when hannie wasn't ripping hair out of her scalp.

Hana : hongjoong, what are you trying to do?

Hongjoong : feed you, of course.

Hana : why?

Hongjoong : can't a husband feed his wife?

Hana : well you haven't been a husband to me for so long, only a father to hannie. Why do you suddenly change?

Hongjoong stared at hana with hurt eyes, her taking hannie away from hongjoong before seating her on hana's lap as she said nonchalantly

Hana : go and get ready for work, hongjoong. You'll be late.

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Hongjoong came back early from work that day with flowers in one hand and a toy in the other, to see hana watching tv with hannie lying fast asleep in her arms. Hana did not even turn to look as hongjoong walked up to them with a tired smile, holding the boquet out for hana as he said

Hongjoong : I bought them for you, since you like roses.

Hana : put them in the vase, thank you.

She had never sounded so cold, or was it that hongjoong hadn't noticed?

Hongjoong : hana are you…are you not going to even look at it?

Hana could hear the hurt in hongjoong's voice, so she turned to look at the flowers for a second before turning back to face the tv as she said

Hana : happy now?

Hongjoong : happy? Do you really think I could be happy when the one person I love ignores me and pretends as if I don't even exist to her? My happiness is you, hana, and you I do not seem to have anymore.

Hana scoffed as she said

Hana : so it's my fault again now.

Hongjoong : what, that's not what I meant-

Hana : I did not have you when I needed you either, hongjoong. Sure, you were with hannie all the time, you would put her to sleep, feed her, change her diapers, yes. What about me then? Did you care whether I slept? Whether I ate? Did you even ask me how I was, how I felt? I needed you too, hongjoong, and I didn't have you.

Hana stood up as she realized hannie had started crying by now, snatching the roses from a teary eyed hongjoong as she said, looking straight into his eyes

Hana : these stupid flowers will not make that all okay, it will not give me what I lost, the husband I lost.

Hana walked away from hongjoong, throwing the flowers onto an empty vase nonchalantly before climbing up the stairs to the nursery. Hongjoong let out a shaky breath as tears rolled down his cheek, his hands that held the toy trembling in his fist.

He really had failed as a husband.

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Hana stepped out of the nursery hours later after having finally put hannie to sleep, her eyes tired and her body sore. Hana paused on her tracks as she saw hongjoong sitting with his back against the wall on the floor, his eyes closed. Was he sitting outside on the floor for this long? He hadn't even changed out of his work clothes.

Hana leaned down as she patted hongjoong's arm in order to wake him up as he jumped awake, almost scaring hana as well.

Hana : what are you doing on the floor?

Hongjoong blinked at hana in part confusion as he slowly said

Hongjoong : I was…waiting for you?

Hana sighed, standing up as she said

Hana : don't do it again, it's unnecessary.

Hana started walking towards their bedroom as hongjoong quickly stood up too, following her as he said

Hongjoong : I'm sorry, sorry for not noticing you. I was just too stuck up on our daughter, I wanted to make sure hannie was fine-

Hana : so you forgot about me, yes?

Hongjoong : hana please, you know I love you.

Hana : knowing isn't enough when your husband doesn't even talk to you anymore about matters other than your daughter, hongjoong.

Hana opened the door to their room as she stepped inside, getting on the bed as hongjoong said

Hongjoong : I know I've been a bad husband but you haven't…you could never lose me, hana. I still love you, I always will. And I'm trying to be better, I'm trying to be what I once was.

Hana : great.

Hana laid back on the bed, pulling the blankets over her as hongjoong let out a breath, looking at the floor before saying

Hongjoong : it's just been so hard for me too, hana. Of course, not as much as it could've been for you. But I-I just didn't know how to manage time with hannie and work, and you. It got messed up, but I won't let it happen again. I promise.

Hongjoong paused for a minute, realizing he wasn't going to get any response. He sighed, turning around and was about to leave when a voice interrupted him

Hana : are you going to run away again, like a coward?

Hongjoong paused, realizing what she meant by that. It was the same thing hana had said when hongjoong had first asked her out back in college, when hongjoong was about to leave since hana had given him no response. Just a look.

And now she was giving him the same look, making hongjoong immediately cry as sobs filled the room.

Hana : oh, joong.

Hana quickly got up from the bed, rushing towards hongjoong as she hugged him tight. Hongjoong buried his head on her shoulders as he weeped like a baby, his arms around hana's waist tight, as if he was scared of letting go.

Hana : I won't leave you, hongjoong.

Hongjoong : I thought…I thought you were going to.

Hana chuckled as she ran her hand along his hair before whispering

Hana : how could I ever, you're the father of my daughter.

Hongjoong : I love you, I love you so much I swear I've never not loved you my entire life.

Hongjoong paused as he heard nothing in return, opening his eyes as he asked

Hongjoong : hana? You…you love me too, right?

There was no response. Hongjoong pulled back, realizing that hana was crumbling into dust in front of his own eyes. Hongjoong's eyes widened as he said in panic and fear

Hongjoong : hana! Hana no, no you can't leave me. HANA!

??? : HONGJOONG WAKE UP!

Hongjoong gasped as he opened his eyes, immediately holding onto whatever was in front of him as he panted heavily.

Hana : it was just a nightmare, shh.

Hongjoong let out a whimper as he looked at hana who was kneeling in front of him, her face part worried. Hongjoong felt relief rush all over him as he realized he was still outside hannie's nursery, the time 3am now.

Hongjoong : you're…you're here.

Hana : where else would I be?

Hongjoong stared at hana, his eyes blurry from the tears

Hongjoong : hana are you-are you going to leave me?

Hana frowned, confusion filling her eyes as she asked

Hana : what are you-

Hongjoong : hana please don't leave me. I have…I have no one but you and hannie. You know my parents left me because I was a bad son, right? Are you-are you going to leave me because I'm a bad husband too now? And when hannie realizes I'm a bad…bad father she's going to leave me as well and I'll be all alone again. Oh, I-I-

Hana : hongjoong no.

Hana looked at hongjoong as she realized he was breathing even faster now, sweat forming on his forehead. He was going to that headspace again, and it hadn't happened for years now. For hongjoong to have brought up his parents who had died in an accident when hongjoong was just 9, this was terrible.

Hongjoong : I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry please don't go away from me. I know I'm a bad-

Hongjoong cut himself off as hana brought his head towards her chest, wrapping an arm around his shoulder as hongjoong broke into loud sobs in her arms, his body still quivering and sweaty against hers.

Hana : you're not a bad anything, joong. Shush.

Hongjoong clutched hana's shirt in his hands as he said

Hongjoong : you told me you didn't love me, you disappeared when I told you you loved me. I couldn't…I couldn't save you this is all my fault.

Hana frowned, she had never said that. He was talking about the nightmare he had just had, it was probably triggered by the fact that he lived with the guilt of not having saved his parents, something he couldn't have possibly done at that young age.

Hana : hongjoong-ah, I never did all that. It was just a nightmare, I told you. I'm right here, I'm not leaving you-

Hongjoong : you said that before too! But you still left!

Hana pressed her lips together as hongjoong cried harder against her chest, her own eyes filling with tears at how broken he sounded. He was having one of his episodes.

Hana : hongjoong, that wasn't me okay? Look, look at me.

Hongjoong shook his head, holding hana tighter as he said

Hongjoong : no no you're going to leave me again. No. no I can't-

Hana forcefully pulled hongjoong away from her as she held his wet cheeks, wiping his tears before saying

Hana : see? I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. I won't leave you I promise, hongjoong. And neither will hannie, okay? She's our daughter, your daughter. She will always love you.

Hongjoong stared at hana with tears flowing down still, his lips trembling as he asked in a low voice

Hongjoong : you-you won't?

Hana : never, I promised didn't I? On our wedding day?

Hongjoong closed his eyes as hana kissed his cheek, slowly rubbing his back to calm him down as she whispered

Hana : you're my entire world, I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to.

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[mi-rae07]

Song Mingi : Burning Desire s2 (Extra)

Pairing : Song Mingi (Ateez) and named character (Moon Aeri)

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Miyeon : minho!

Miyeon walked towards her younger brother as he frowned, looking at the empty ballroom where miyeon was currently supposed to have her ballet classes.

Minho : where is the teacher?

Miyeon : alive.

Mingi : noona what-

Miyeon : I need to go out.

Minho groaned as he said

Minho : for the third time this week? To that forest again?

Miyeon : it's not that forest, it's my favorite place on Earth.

Minho let out a breath, putting his hands on his waist as he said

Minho : noona I am the crown prince, my duties include more than just seducing your teacher into not telling eomma about your little endeavors.

Miyeon : okay then.

Miyeon bowed down, lifting her skirts as she did a curtsy before saying sarcastically

Miyeon : my great lord whose wit and wisdom surpasses the best of this world, would you kindly do me a favor and stall my stupid ballet teacher for me. Your actions will be greatly appreciated and forever remembered with gratitude and-

Minho : okay get up I'm done.

Miyeon giggled as she stood up straight, ruffling her younger brother's hair that was exactly like her fathers' before saying

Miyeon : you're the best.

Minho rolled his eyes with a small smile as he watched miyeon run away to the stables, her skirts held up as her anklet sounds echoed around the place. She had always been the life of this palace, with all her laughs and giggles. The people loved her, almost everyone did.

Minho : don’t die!

Miyeon : I'll try little brother!

Minho smiled as he turned around, his face falling immediately as he noticed the ballet teacher coming in, her face taught and composed. Minho whispered under his breath with a tired sigh

Minho : the things I do for her.

Minho put up his most enchanting smile as he walked forward, calling out graciously with his arms held out

Minho : look who's here! My favorite teacher in the world!

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Miyeon closed her eyes as she let the wind take over her body, her horse galloping further into the forest that she had always loved. Her parents never let her go into the forest, for obvious reasons of safety. But miyeon couldn't help herself, so she'd ask her younger brother to stall the ballet teacher at least two times a week so that she could take that time to visit the place she loved most.

Miyeon guided her horse towards the nearby lake that she always liked to visit, having even made friends with the rabbits that lived there. But miyeon slowly stopped her horse as she saw a man drinking from the river water, his curled blonde hair going up until his shoulders. He dressed like a commoner, but he was built like a knight.

Miyeon gasped as the man turned back to face her, her eyes landing on the most beautiful person she had ever seen in her entire life. She had always thought her father to be a quite handsome man, but this…this man looked like he didn't belong to this world.

??? : you're the princess.

Miyeon pressed her lips together, climbing down the horse as she said

Miyeon : is it that obvious?

The man looked at her dress and the jewellery she was wearing and then at the horse who was not even bothering to eat the grass before saying

??? : is it.

Miyeon sighed as the man turned back around, packing his belongings into a brown bag as miyeon asked

Miyeon : where were you headed to?

??? : Upsala.

That was where the nation's churches were located, it was considered holy and put apart from the rest of the nation.

Miyeon : you're…a saint?

The man chuckled dryly as he said

??? : I wish.

The man lifted the bag before putting it around his shoulders and was about to walk past miyeon when she held his arm, making him pause on his tracks

Miyeon : you know I am the princess, and yet you have no respect.

??? : respect is earned, princess, not given freely.

Miyeon supposed she could try to earn his respect if it meant having his presence around her.

Miyeon : what is your name?

The man turned to face miyeon, her realizing how beautiful this man was while being even closer to her. She wanted him, but just with his gaze miyeon knew he was unattainable. He was too divine for her, too pretty even in the most ugliest of dresses.

She could write poems on his beauty.

??? : kang yeosang.

Miyeon frowned as she asked

Miyeon : kang? That sounds familiar. What is your father's name, then?

Yeosang : kang han.

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[mi-rae07]

Song Mingi : Burning Desire S2 (Part 3/3)

Pairing : Song Mingi (Ateez) and named character (Moon Aeri)

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A/n : the final final.

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Aeri turned around in her seat as she could see mingi through the translucent white net that covered her palanquin, mingi walking just behind her with cuffs that pulled him along with han's horse. Every now and then han would suddenly move his horse forward, causing mingi to jerk forward as he'd almost lose his balance and trip. But he held himself up, not looking a bit bothered by it.

Aeri could see his eyes lowered onto the floor, the people around crowding to see what was going on. And seeing their emperor getting dragged like this behind another man's horse, they began whispering and giggling. Some of them still saw mingi as an intruder, and this was probably a happy sight for them.

Aeri could see the way mingi's back was tensed, his grip on the cuffs tight and his jaw clenched. Aeri turned back around in her seat as she closed her eyes in annoyance. This was all her fault, mingi was going through all of this, his biggest fear, just because she wasn't careful enough. How could she be so stupid? She wasn't fit to be an empress, mingi never should've trusted her with this task.

Aeri looked outside as the people around chanted her name, all of them bowing as her palanquin passed by. And instead of feeling proud at what she'd accomplished, the power she'd achieved for herself, for the first time she felt as if their words were meaningless and bare. Because how could she be proud of herself when she couldn't even protect her husband from shame?

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Mingi grunted as two men pushed him inside the dungeons that were located right under the royal palace, han's laugh being heard around the damp prisons as he walked down the stairs with san. The guards closed the door of the prison behind them as han walked towards the bar before saying

Han : did you enjoy the ride, mingi?

Mingi smiled as he leaned back against the stone wall, crossing his arms before saying

Mingi : of course, I had meaning to catch up on my exercises anyway.

San : this ego is not going to help you anymore, song mingi, your life and your rule is over.

Mingi chuckled as he said

Mingi : over? I am still the emperor of this nation, gentlemen, may it be from a dungeon or anywhere else. Have you forgotten the rules? Neither of you become the emperor as long as I am alive.

Han : don't worry, we’ll fix that tomorrow.

Mingi : of course. But even then, han-ah, I will still die an emperor. No matter how much of a humiliating death you give me, no matter how much you torture me, I will still die the emperor of this world's most powerful nations.

Han grunted in anger as he said to the soldier

Han : open the dungeon.

??? : but my lo-

Han : I SAID OPEN THE BLOODY DOOR!

Mingi smiled as the guard quickly opened the door, han stepping in as he punched mingi hard on the face. His head tilted to the side, spitting blood onto the ground as he said

Mingi : hit me all you want, but you know in your heart that you are of a lower rank than I am han.

Mingi looked straight into han's eyes as he whispered with a smile

Mingi : and always will be.

Han : you bloody bastard!

Han hit mingi again and again, pouring out all his anger as mingi just took it all in. Every punch han delivered, it reminded mingi of all the times han had helped him, all the times that he had pretended to love and care for him. What aeri said was right, even in the last moments this was what he remembered.

San : christ han! Let go of him, you cannot kill him already!

Han yelled as san pulled him away from mingi, asking the guards to quickly close the dungeon doors as san walked away with a fuming han. Mingi chuckled as he sat back on the floor, groaning as he wiped the blood off his nose. He was sure his face was filled with his own blood now, and he could feel the searing pain on his stomach where han had repeatedly punched him.

But he didn't care, because he had made han angry. And he got angry only once, when someone intimidated him. He was still scared of mingi, and that was all mingi needed from him. If not love and respect, then fear will do.

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Aeri looked up as the door to her chambers opened, revealing san who seemed to have a victorious smirk on his face. Aeri kept sitting on her bed with a nonchalant face, determined to not give san the satisfaction of having taken something she loved away from her.

San : he is alive, for now.

Aeri : I don't remember asking.

San chuckled as he shut the door behind him before saying

San : it is evident that he loves you, more than anything for that matter. But you, do you really love him?

This was her time to redeem herself, to be the empress mingi believed her to be.

Aeri : do you think anyone is capable of loving someone like him? Even his own mother couldn't do it, you think I can?

San smiled, walking closer to her as he said

San : poor man, he's sacrificed his life and rule for you and you don't even care about him.

Aeri rolled her eyes as she said

Aeri : that was his choice, I don't believe I need to pay the debt back to him.

San sat next to aeri on the bed, looking at her. Mingi would've gotten on his knees in front of her, but of course, san's ego wouldn't let him do that to a woman.

San : once he's dead and I become the emperor, we will marry each other, aeri, like we were meant to. You will carry my children and I will give you the entire world. I am going to make your life perfect, as you are going to make mine.

Lies, all lies. He was just going to use her to have legitimate children who can carry on his dynasty. He will love other women behind her back, and once she has delivered him a healthy son, he will openly take another woman to be his mistress, and she will be thrown away to a nunnery on false accusations. Aeri was sure of it, it was all over his face.

Aeri : I only want two things. To be empress, and have your body to use as I wish. The rest can go along with it.

San smiled, leaning closer to aeri as he whispered

San : of course, then let me give it to you already.

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Aeri quickly slipped out of her chambers at night, wearing san's dress that he had thrown away while being immersed in the act of it and a hood to cover her face entirely. She had made sure to look exactly like san, even wearing her tallest heels so she could match up the height. This way the soldiers outside wouldn't notice, and she would just kill the men outside mingi's dungeons for easy access.

Aeri walked through the hallways as the soldiers did not notice even a slight difference, aeri smiling at how foolish men were. She soon walked towards the dungeon entrance, quickly killing the six guards outside with minimal noises before taking the key from the dead man's pocket and entering the dungeons. She walked through the prisons slowly, trying to find the one mingi was imprisoned in. And soon she did, a sigh of relief leaving her lips as she called out softly

Aeri : mingi.

Mingi quickly looked up from where he was sitting against the wall, his eyes widening as he quickly stood up and walked towards her

Mingi : you came.

Aeri : so did you, how could I not then?

Mingi : I have made another will, it's in my study room locker. It says that after I die, the kingdom would go solely to you, and not anyone else. That way san and han won't get-

Aeri : mingi are you bloody stupid?

Mingi looked taken aback. Aeri was here, scared for her life that she would find the love of her life gone and this…he thinks she came for this?

Mingi : what?

Aeri : you think I came here with so much trouble so I could ask you about a bloody will?

Mingi : what else…why else would you be here?

Aeri : mingi you saved me, when no one else ever has, you did.

Mingi : because I love you, your majesty.

Aeri : then this should answer your question as well.

Mingi looked down as aeri unlocked the door, swinging it wide open as she crashed into mingi's arms. Mingi's eyes widened as his arm slowly wrapped around aeri's waist, her pulling back as she laid his hand on his bloodied cheek before whispering

Aeri : I finally have you.

Mingi : your majesty-

Aeri : stop calling me that.

Mingi : what? Then what do you wish for me to call you?

Aeri : my name, call me by my name.

Aeri could see the realization slowly filling mingi's eyes as he whispered

Mingi : there is no way.

Aeri shook her head, leaning closer to mingi as she whispered

Aeri : say it, please.

Mingi looked at aeri with teary eyes before asking

Mingi : aeri…you-you love me?

Aeri let out a noise as she kissed mingi, tasting blood on her lips. But she didn't care, she kissed him as hard as she could, as if it was her last time doing it. Mingi wrapped his arms around her waist as he pulled her closer to him, tilting his head for better access. He had kissed multiple women before, but this? This was nothing like it, this made him forget he was in a dungeon, his empire this close to falling into the wrong hands.

They pulled back a few minutes later, aeri breathing heavily against his lips as she said

Aeri : why? Why would you do that mingi! You could've died-

Mingi : you wouldn't have let me.

Aeri moved back, looking at mingi as she asked

Aeri : what?

Mingi : I did all of this trusting you would come and save me in the end, aeri. Humiliation, being tortured, all of that is nothing compared to the love I have for you. I told you I believed in you, didn't I? I meant it, I always will.

He put his life and rule at risk based on his belief in her? He went through all of that because he trusted her blindly?

Aeri : so if I…if I hadn't come to save you?

Mingi : then I would've just died, of course. It would have proven me wrong, terribly wrong and it would have cost me my life. But I was still willing to take the risk if taking it meant having you by my side for the rest of my life.

Aeri : you didn't have a back up plan?

Mingi : you were the plan, aeri, and I trusted you enough to know that I needed no back up for it. That is love, trust.

Aeri chuckled in disbelief, resting her forehead against mingi's shoulder as she blinked the tears away. No one had ever thought so much about her, and she never thought anyone ever would. Mingi smiled, running his hand along her hair as he whispered

Mingi : you could have had everything if you didn't do this, aeri. Han is a man of his words, he would have given you whatever you wanted.

Aeri : I don't want everything from him, I don't want him, mingi. I want you, I don't care if death and torture is what I would get in return for choosing you but I will still always choose you. That's love for me, choice and sacrifice.

Mingi looked at aeri as she whispered with a smile

Aeri : I love you, song mingi. And in this moment, I promise to stay by your side and never leave, until my very last breath.

Mingi was about to say something when the sound of footsteps interrupted him, indicating that the guards had found out. Mingi let out an annoyed breath, looking at aeri as she smirked and pulled the royal sword out before holding it out for mingi to hold

Aeri : ready to take your empire back, emperor?

Mingi chuckled, taking the sword from aeri before whispering

Mingi : lead the way, my empress.

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Mingi and aeri had reached the third floor of the palace where san was currently sleeping, unaware of everything that had happened. Aeri's spear was covered in the blood of all the men she'd killed with mingi, the both of them breathing heavily from all the work.

Mingi turned to aeri after making sure there were no alive soldiers around them before saying

Mingi : do what you couldn't do last time, aeri.

Aeri looked at mingi with confused eyes as he motioned forward towards the hallway that led to san's room

Mingi : kill san.

Aeri : and you? Where would you go?

Mingi : to kill the man that started all of this, of course. I'm going to give him the death he had planned to give me tomorrow.

Aeri : mingi, are you sure you want me to do this?

Mingi chuckled as he said

Mingi : I gave up my life because I trusted you, aeri, this is nothing compared to that. Now go, save our empire.

Aeri smiled and leaned forward, giving a quick kiss before whispering

Aeri : be safe.

Mingi nodded as aeri walked forward, letting out a breath as she held the spear straight. The few soldiers that guarded san's room quickly came forward, their eyes holding confusion as to how she had gotten out. Aeri fought the men around one by one, their eyes holding shock at every time she stabbed the spear into yet another soldier's heart.

Of course, all men believed women weren't capable of this. Not just physically, but also emotionally, they were too fragile and kind-hearted. That was what made it all even better for aeri, proving people wrong gave her the biggest joy.

Aeri killed the last soldier before slowly opening the door to san's room, stepping in as she quietly climbed the bed. San let out a small groan at the small disturbance and opened his eyes slowly. But as soon as he saw the sight in front of him his eyes widened, quickly reaching out for the knife beside him. But right then aeri stabbed the spear onto his left hand, making san let out a groan as she smiled

Aeri : hello, sweetheart.

San : aeri! What are you…why are you doing this?

Aeri : why else? If an intruder enters your territory and tries claiming it as his, what do you think one would do?

San : you think this will save your husband?

Aeri chuckled as she said

Aeri : oh don't worry, I already did that.

San's eyes widened as she saw fear filling them, and this…this was another part she liked. Fear was sweet.

San : how.

Aeri : it's not that hard, sannie, especially when everyone else underestimates the power you have. And now you will pay for it.

Aeri pulled her spear out of san's arm before aiming it at his heart, san shaking his head as he said in panic

San : but we love each other!

God he was so stupid.

Aeri : we? Please, there has never even been a 'we', let alone love.

San : so you love him then? You love song mingi?

Aeri giggled before stabbing the spear straight into san's heart, watching the life slowly leave his eyes as aeri whispered

Aeri : that should've answered your question.

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Mingi knew han was a light sleeper, which meant that if he were to kill all the men in front of his room in one go, it would definitely alert han and he could escape. So mingi hid behind the wall, dropping a nearby vase as two of the ten guards came over to see what it was about. Mingi killed them swiftly in one go, not making much noise. And after a while three other guards came to see where the other two had gone, mingi killing them all too.

And just like that he'd killed all the men outside the room soundlessly, letting out a breath as mingi finally opened the door to han's room. And just then mingi felt someone grab him by the throat, banging him against the wall as a knife was quickly pressed against his throat. Mingi chuckled, looking right into han's angry eyes as he said

Mingi : I've trained you well, han-ah.

Han : how did you get out?

Mingi : I told you, didn't I? That there is nothing in this world that I am not capable of?

Han groaned, pushing mingi harder against the wall as he said

Han : was it that bitch?

Mingi smiled, bringing his hand swiftly forward as he stabbed han right in his abdomen. Han groaned in pain, loosening his grip on mingi as he took that chance to punch han, bringing him to the floor with a thud.

Mingi : I told you, that you do not get to speak about her like that.

Before han could say anything mingi punched him on the face, han's face tilting to the side as mingi said

Mingi : remember the time you saved me from drowning in that pond years ago?

Mingi punched han again, making him cough as mingi said

Mingi : and that time you taught me how to ride a horse properly?

Han : mingi-

Mingi cut him off with another hard punch as a crack sound was heard, indicating that han's nose bridge had cracked. Every single memory came back to mingi's head, that making the punches grow only stronger.

Mingi : and then that time I put my life at risk during the war to save yours?

Mingi punched han again before continuing

Mingi : and when I was king, I gave you the highest rank in the entire nation.

Mingi gave han a last punch as han coughed up blood, his entire face now bloodied and bruised as mingi breathed heavily before whispering

Mingi : I trusted you, han, I gave you my everything. And if you had just asked, I would've happily given you my throne and my crown as well.

Han stared at mingi, his eyes unreadable as mingi scoffed and said

Mingi : but no, instead you tried to kill her. Anything, I would've forgiven anything. But you touched her, you almost took the only person who ever understood me away from this world. And for that, I can never forgive you, I never will.

Han : mingi, we are more than this. We have grown together, we have given each other our lives. You cannot kill me now, can you?

Pathetic begging, mingi thought of han higher than this.

Mingi : did we, han? Is that why you had me prisoned? Why you would've had me beheaded tomorrow?

Han : that was a mistake, okay? It will never be made again, I promise.

Mingi chuckled as the door was banged open, revealing aeri who entered the room with her spear that now had san's head on it's tip, his eyes wide and soulless. Han's eyes widened in horror as mingi whispered

Mingi : it is too late now, my brother.

Mingi stood up straight as he held his royal sword to han's throat, his eyes now filled with fear as mingi said

Mingi : your biggest mistake wasn't killing me sooner, it was underestimating my wife too fast. And so when you die I'd like you to remember that it was not a man that killed you, it was a woman.

Mingi brought his sword down with force as he beheaded han in one go, letting out a breath as he turned to face aeri who had a small smile on her face

Aeri : you've won.

Mingi smiled as he shook his head before saying

Mingi : we, have won.

Aeri closed her eyes as mingi held her face before kissing her forehead, being glad this was over. He had gotten her, and he would have her for the rest of his life. He really had won.

Aeri : we must tell everyone that the traitors are dead, the army needs to know.

Mingi : we won't tell them, love, we will show it.

Aeri frowned as mingi held her spear that had san's beheaded head on it, using it's edge to accommodate han's head as well before saying

Mingi : do you think this would be enough proof, my love?

Aeri : but mingi, the spear is the empress' royal weapon, yours is the sword. The spear has never been used for such purposes before, it has only ever been symbolic.

Mingi : which is why the people must see it brought to use now, the empress' power has been only symbolic for too long. You saved this empire, aeri, and the world will know that.

Mingi looked towards the balcony as thunder suddenly struck, aeri letting out a small smile as she said

Aeri : shall I ring the alarm bell?

Mingi smiled, turning towards aeri as he said

Mingi : do the honours.

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Everyone in the palace assembled at the main ground as the alarm rang around the entire palace, indicating that the emperor had called for a meeting. It was almost 3am now, and the thunder struck hard. But orders were orders, and so they'd all assembled down, whispering in confusion.

Mina was looking at the palace entrance, waiting for the emperor to come out any second. That was until the people around started whispering to look up, mina's eyes going to the fourth floor balcony as she saw mingi walk out into it, holding the empress' spear. And the spear that had always stood for purity and divinity, symbolizing the empress' fragile and delicate femininity, was now having the heads of Choi San and Kang Han spiked on it, their blood streaming down it.

Mingi looked proud as ever, his sharp eyes and features making him look every bit of the emperor he is. And his royal cape flew behind him, the thunder accentuating his presence.

Mina's eyes widened as aeri walked out to join mingi as well, her face and clothes covered in blood, the opposite of everything the empresses before had ever been. She did not have flowers in her hair, or pearls decorating her body. She was wearing an emerald green dress with a cloak that flew back against the wind, her eyes proud and strong. And her head, still always held high.

Mingi : a day ago, two men tried to take over my empire. Those two men, as you can all see, are not with us anymore.

The people below stared at the heads on the spear, their soulless stares giving them all chills as the thunder cast a sudden white glow.

Mingi : I would like you all to know that it was not I who killed these men and saved your kingdom from it's ruins, it was your empress. This spear that has till now only stood at the back of the throne room, rusting away, will now be used to kill anyone and everyone that stands in the way of this nation. I will make sure of that, and if I don't, then my wife will.

Mingi looked at aeri as he held out his hand for her to hold, aeri taking it with a small smile as mingi said

Mingi : because if not respect and love, then fear will do.

The people below bowed, finally seeming to have accepted mingi as their emperor before chanting in a chorus

??? : long live the emperor. Long live the empress.

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A month later :

Mingi helped aeri get down the carriage as she looked at san's old chateau that now only housed one person, the both of them having decided on what to do with that one person.

It had been mingi's decision, and aeri could only agree to it. They had killed too many people in the past, now it was time to save one. But this was a big step, a step that could be frowned upon by the entire nation. But neither mingi nor aeri cared, they were too far away from rules now.

Aeri : are you sure you want to do this, mingi?

Mingi : I told you that day, didn't I, that I was not going to let anyone ruin the life of a girl that you once were? Her father is condemned a traitor now, and is dead. She has no one to look after her anymore, and that, we shall do.

Aeri smiled as she nodded and said

Aeri : okay.

Soon mingi and aeri was standing outside the room san's daughter was in, aeri lightly knocking on the door before slowly opening it. A 10 year old girl dressed in a pink frilled frock stood up from her bed, keeping the book she was reading away as she asked in a scared little voice

??? : who are you?

Aeri gave the girl a small smile as she entered the room, mingi following right after as the girl took a step back. She was scared, she had probably never seen people like mingi and aeri before. Mingi had tried to dress as soft as possible, in order to not intimidate the girl with all the heaviness. But apparently the emperor's closet contained only outfits above 3kgs.

Aeri shook her head at the now scared girl as she said as kindly as possible

Aeri : I am moon aeri, empress of china.

The girl's eyes widened in recognition as she quickly bowed down and said

??? : I did not know.

Aeri : oh no no, you do not need to bow down, sweetheart. What is your name?

??? : miyeon.

Aeri : and your last name?

Miyeon : I have none, your majesty.

Aeri suddenly felt her heart fall, getting reminded of her own childhood. Moon had been her past husband's last name, as she was not given one at birth despite having come from a noble family. Her parents did not want a daughter.

Aeri let out a breath as she walked forward, bending down in front of miyeon as she held both her hands before whispering

Aeri : now you do, song miyeon.

Miyeon frowned in confusion as she asked

Miyeon : s-song miyeon?

Aeri : you see that man over there? He is song mingi, my husband and the emperor.

Miyeon was once again about to bow when mingi said

Mingi : princesses don't bow, miyeon.

Miyeon : princesses?

Mingi nodded as he said

Mingi : we have come to take you to a better place, a place far away from here where you can grow and be happy.

Miyeon : my father always told me to stay here, though.

Mingi : your father lied, he was just too selfish to let you see the outer world.

Aeri could see why san had protected her so long, miyeon was beautiful. She was the epitome of angels that aeri had read in fairytales when she was younger. Her mom must have been beautiful.

Miyeon : where-where is he now?

Aeri : he is dead.

Aeri saw a flash of despair cross through miyeon's eyes, small tears forming in them as aeri quickly said

Aeri : that is why we have come, miyeon-ah, to give you a better life, as your father would've wanted for you.

Miyeon looked at aeri, her eyes reflecting loneliness and despair. And that was when aeri had decided to make sure this human would get everything in the world that she wanted.

Miyeon : you're going to take me to the palace?

Aeri : yes.

Miyeon : and what…what will I be there?

Aeri smiled, smoothening miyeon's hair as she whispered

Aeri : everything I was not. You will be our daughter, miyeon, and the royal princess of China.

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Song Mingi : Burning Desire S2 (Part 2/3)

Pairing : Song Mingi (Ateez) and named character (Moon Aeri)

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Aeri : so what's the plan then?

Mingi : oh, I was going to leave all that up to you actually.

Aeri took a bite of her dinner with a look, mingi smiling as he said

Mingi : okay fine. Well, I have intel as to where han's moved himself and the rest of his army to. And I also know that san does not live at the camp there, he's somewhere else.

Aeri : somewhere else?

Mingi : mhmm, any guesses as to where that is?

Aeri : wherever his daughter is, definitely.

Mingi : bingo. So you're getting yourself there, and I'm sure you are capable of killing a few tens of soldiers, your majesty?

Aeri smirked, having a bite of her salad as she said

Aeri : most definitely.

Mingi : the guards there will be less, as less as it could get because he'll want less people to know about his daughter. You kill them without san noticing, get in to his room without his daughter noticing, take your time with him saying whatever, kill him off with a hidden weapon and then get out.

Aeri : sounds easy. Do I have backup?

Mingi : yes, me.

Aeri stared at mingi as he had a bite of his chicken nonchalantly. Oh he was really trusting her with this.

Aeri : seriously?

Mingi : very.

Aeri : and uh, what's your plan? With han?

Mingi : lure him out of the camp by saying that you've got yourself lost in the woods.

Aeri : me? You're dragging me in there too?

Mingi : that's the only way he'll come alone, your majesty. He thinks low of women-

Aeri : doesn't everyone?

Mingi cleared his throat as he said

Mingi : yes and that's what I want to exploit. He's going to come into the woods alone, so that he can get his hands on you easily. He believes you to be weak, so he won't warn anyone. But instead of you, he'll find me. I'll kill him, and bring his head to the camp with all my men. Anyone who fights against, we'll have them killed. But seeing as their loyalty lies with san and not han, they won't do much. They'll be happy they avoided war.

Aeri : and when they realize that I killed san?

Mingi : I'll have all the men killed before that.

Aeri hummed, taking another bite of her food as she said

Aeri : sounds fine.

Mingi : thank you, I try.

Aeri smiled as she continued eating, mingi letting out a breath as he kept his fork down before asking

Mingi : why do you not eat meat?

Aeri : in order to not kill animals. I believe every innocent living being has the right to live, including animals. Hunting them for food, takes them away from their loved ones. Animals have emotions too.

Aeri looked up as mingi suddenly stood up from his seat, walking over to aeri as he sat on the seat next to her. Aeri frowned in confusion as mingi said

Mingi : feed me.

Aeri : the…salad?

Mingi : yes, I want to taste it.

No one had ever eaten the food she had had, no one had even bothered asking aeri why she ate only veg. Aeri sighed as she brought a spoon full of fruits to mingi, him eating it with a small hum.

Aeri : is it good?

Mingi smiled as he turned towards the maids that were standing away from them before saying

Mingi : I will have only plant-based foods from now, no meat shall ever sit on this table ever again. That is an order.

Aeri's eyes widened as the maids bowed, mingi turning back to look at her as she said

Aeri : mingi no, you love meat-

Mingi : I love you more. And if you're going to have no meat, then neither will I.

Aeri : but-

Mingi : shh, I've made my decision. Now give me more of that salad.

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A day later :

Mina looked around the palace gardens as she used the small candle light to navigate herself through the thick bushes, heading towards where han had asked her to meet through a secret letter few hours ago. Mina knew this was wrong, but what had been written in the letter did not allow her to make her own choices. The life of her children were in that cruel man's hands.

Han : so you've come.

Mina paused on her tracks as she turned around, han stepping out of the bushes as he walked close to her. Mina pressed her lips together as she asked

Mina : what do you want?

Han : I need you to do something.

Mina : what is it?

Han pulled out a vial filled with purple liquid from his pocket as he held it out for mina to take before saying

Han : it's poison, more like sleeping pills though. Put this on the empress' dinner plate the day after tomorrow, and I shall leave your children alone.

Mina : what is it going to do to her? Is it going to kill her?

Han : oh of course not, I still have uses for her, not her dead body. It's only going to force her to sleep throughout the full night, without any of her senses intact. She's going to be fine the next day.

Mina looked at the vial for a few seconds before letting out a breath, taking it from han's hand before pushing it inside her pocket.

Mina : fine, consider the job done. But if anything happens to my children, I'm going to kill you myself.

Han smiled as mina walked away, her eyes worried and tense. Han scoffed as he mumbled under his breath

Han : as if anyone can.

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A day later :

Aeri opened the door to mingi's study, her eyes falling on mingi whose head was rested against the table, his eyes closed and a cold cup of coffee lying next to him. Aeri sighed as she closed the door behind her, walking towards mingi as she stared at him. And unknowingly her hand went to his messy hair, slowly smoothening it down as mingi hummed in his sleep, unconsciously moving closer to her hand.

And even then aeri did not take it away, the feeling of his silky hair on her hand almost bringing her comfort. That was until mingi opened his eyes, aeri quickly taking her hand away as she stepped back. Mingi blinked his eyes as he looked up, his eyes still hazy and sleepy as he mumbled

Mingi : aeri?

Her name was definitely meant only for him to say it.

Aeri : sleeping like this is going to cause you neck pain, and tomorrow is an important day. Sleep on the bed.

Mingi smiled as he sat straight before asking

Mingi : are you worried for me, your majesty?

Aeri rolled her eyes as she said

Aeri : having you die tomorrow because you can't move your neck around would cause too much unwanted stress for me. And stress causes hair fall, so, no, I am not worried for you I am worried for my hair.

Mingi chuckled as he said

Mingi : I'm worried too.

Aeri : about your hair?

Mingi : about you. I…it's not that I don't trust you but now that I think about it all, I'm scared.

Aeri : scared of what?

Mingi : of losing you tomorrow. What if something goes wrong and san does something to you? Maybe I should've just let you stay safe in the palace while I go out and fight the war.

Aeri : you told me I was the empress, mingi. And that this was my nation as well. Then I will fight the war for it too, I will not let you do it alone.

Mingi sighed, taking a paper from his desk as he held it out for aeri to hold before saying

Mingi : my will.

Aeri : your…will? Mingi you aren't 65-

Mingi : if I die tomorrow, during the war, you'll need written proof to show others that I hand my kingdom over to you completely, right? That's what this is.

Aeri : you won't die tomorrow.

Mingi : one can never be too sure.

Aeri took the paper from mingi before throwing it onto the fire that was burning in the fireplace, her eyes still focused on mingi as he stared at the now burning paper with wide eyes

Aeri : you cannot die tomorrow, mingi. You have to come back to me, that is an order.

Mingi looked up at aeri as he said, a glint of despair in his eyes

Mingi : so you could just send me away from China after a few days? Never to return? What difference would it make for you if I died tomorrow, your majesty? Wouldn't it bring you more profit considering that you would get Korea too all for yourself.

Aeri stared at mingi, wondering whether to just say it. Say that she didn't care about either China or Korea anymore. But she wouldn't say it, not until he came back tomorrow.

Aeri : you want an answer? Then try not to die tomorrow.

Mingi : what? What is that supposed to mean-

Aeri : stop writing stupid wills and come back to bed, mingi. The nation needs you tomorrow.

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Mingi let out a breath as he turned back around in the bed for the tenth time that night, opening his eyes in annoyance as it landed on aeri who was fast alseep beside him. Mingi sat up against his arm as he stared at her, realizing how beautiful his wife really was. Men must throw themselves under his feet and worship her, mingi thought. How did someone like him get someone like her? Someone so scarred and dirty, did he really deserve someone as divine and pure as her?

Aeri : can't sleep?

Mingi flinched as he moved back, lying back on the bed as he whispered

Mingi : I'm fine, you can go back to sleep.

Aeri sighed at his words, sitting up straight on the bed as she said

Aeri : come to me.

Mingi stared up at aeri, her back rested against the headboard as he stared at her in confusion and shock

Mingi : w-what?

Aeri : I said come to me, mingi.

Mingi let out a breath as he moved closer to aeri, resting his head on her lap as aeri's hand came up to his hair. Mingi's body lay tense against hers, his breathing uneven as aeri slowly started running her hand along his hair. Oh, how mingi had missed this. The pain and torture he could go through to just have a single second of this moment from her.

Aeri : I'm doing this for my own benefit, so that you get proper rest to fight tomorrow. Now stop acting up and go to sleep.

Mingi pressed his lips together as he closed his eyes, aeri's hands slowly running over his hair as mingi felt his body ease up. He'd never felt this before, never felt so much at peace. And slowly mingi felt himself fall deeper into sleep, the last thing he felt being a kiss on his forehead. But he probably dreamt that, didn't he?

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It had been mingi's idea to strike at night, he believed it was the better time to make sure both san and han were in their hideouts, and better for hiding as well. Aeri had agreed to it. So she was now riding her horse to the intersection where she'd have to continue by herself, mingi riding on another horse beside her. His eyes were alert as he looked around, the 100 other soldiers riding behind them as well.

Aeri had eaten as little as possible for dinner tonight in order to make sure she doesn't overfill herself, it would affect her stealth. But for some reason she felt heavy, nonetheless she pushed it away. Now was not the time.

Mingi : we're approaching the intersection.

Aeri looked forward as she realized they were, which meant it was now time for the both of them to separate. It was time for aeri to save her nation. Aeri slowed her horse as they stopped in front of the intersection, mingi looking at her as he said

Mingi : you know what to do if something goes wrong, right?

Aeri : mhmm. Abandon the mission and run.

Mingi : you aren't going to do that though, are you?

Aeri smiled, looking around as she whispered

Aeri : I don't have to take orders from you.

Mingi sighed, bringing his hand to the back of his neck as he unclasped the necklace that had always hung around it. Aeri had wondered if it meant so much to him but she'd never asked. Mingi handed it out for aeri to hold as he said

Mingi : it was my mother's wedding necklace, it is the only thing I have left of her. I want you to have it now. It has always protected me, and today, I hope it could protect you.

Aeri took the necklace from him before clasping it around her neck, looking at mingi before saying

Aeri : you come back to me, alright? We're going to celebrate the win of our nation, together.

Mingi smiled as he said

Mingi : I will try.

Aeri gave mingi one last look before turning her horse around, galloping away from them. Mingi stared as the back of aeri's top flew against the wind, her wedding ring still gleaming against the moonlight. And in that moment mingi prayed for the first time to any god out there. Not for him, but for the love of his life. If he were to die today, he'd die happily knowing that she was safe. He'd make sure of it.

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Aeri sneaked into the mansion after having just killed a dozen men or so, their blood having stained the edge of her long top as she climbed the stairs carefully. The mansion was dead silent, and she'd seen only one room that had been lit up in the entire place from far away. That was where san would be, his daughter would've been asleep by now.

Aeri looked around the first floor hallway as she realized this was probably where his daughter slept, considering that the entire hallway was decorated in the way girls would like. Dollhouses lying everywhere with pretty pink bows stuck all over the wall. Glass made kitchen sets and pearl jewellery lying here and there. The life aeri had always wanted but never got.

She climbed to the next floor as she walked through the hallways, small sounds now being heard as she neared the room that had light coming from it's door gap. Aeri let out a breath as she knocked on it, footsteps coming closer to her before the door was opened.

San : what the hell?

Aeri : we meet again.

San stared at aeri, his eyes going to the blood that had stained her dress before saying

San : you killed my men.

Aeri : so we get to meet.

San paused as aeri pushed herself inside, holding san by the collar as she kissed him. She knew what this would do to san, or any man for that matter. A hard and deep kiss with the right eyes was all it would take for aeri to have san distracted. Then she can kill him off.

San tensed under her as she pulled back a few seconds later, breathing heavily against san's lips. Aeri felt nothing, as she never did with anyone else other than with mingi. With him it was all sparks, but with san she felt empty, as if kissing him was a chore.

San : what…you have a husband, your majesty.

Aeri : I did last time too.

San : but he wasn't song mingi.

Aeri : what difference does song mingi make?

Aeri could sense the slight fear in san's eyes, that was the power mingi held.

San : do you love him?

Aeri chuckled, feeling more heavy headed that ever as she said

Aeri : love? I love no one. Now give me what I came here for, what I killed for.

San let out a breath as he kissed her, closing his eyes as he pushed aeri against the wall. And while san was deep into kissing her, completely distracted and unaware, aeri brought one of her hand to her thigh, pulling out the knife that was wrapped around it as she brought it closer to san. But just then she felt her eyes droop, her body feeling weak as her grip on the knife loosened, making it fall down with a clatter.

San suddenly stepped back at the sound, his widened eyes looking at the knife as aeri fell onto her knees. She felt too sleepy, what was this? Why did…no. no no poison.

San : you were going to kill me.

Aeri gasped as she looked up at san, him smiling in part relief as he said

San : did you really think you could, hmm? Did you think I was that stupid?

Such arrogance, if it wasn't for the poison he'd be dead by now.

Aeri : h-how. How-

San : I bought your bestfriend off, love.

Mina, she'd slipped it in her food. No one else was allowed to touch aeri's food after the tester.

Aeri fell onto the floor as she felt her eyes slowly close, the last thing she heard being san's laugh as he said

San : next time you awake, you're going to be in hell, moon aeri.

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Mingi had been at the forest clearing for hours now, already having sent han the message that aeri was lost in the woods, disguising as one of han's own soldiers whom mingi had killed. Mingi had waited and waited after that, expecting han to come any minute. But now it was almost dawn, and mingi was sure this plan had failed. Something somehwere had gone wrong, and it had to be aeri.

And so mingi had gotten up to his horse, riding towards san's manor as his soldiers followed him. But as he neared the place he saw the thousands of men that were standing outside, indicating that han was here. Something had definitely gone wrong, aeri was now in trouble.

??? : my lord, I think we should turn back. There are too many men to tackle.

If mingi turned back and went to the palace it would be the safer option for him, because this was a death trap. But if he turned and left, that would mean the end of aeri. He knew han, he knew the things he'd do with women, and mingi was sure san was no different. Mingi had vowed to protect his wife's dignity at an cost, even if it were at the cost of his own life. He wouldn't let another man touch his wife.

Mingi : my wife is inside that manor, soldier. I will not go back without her.

Before the soldier could say anything more mingi rode faster towards the manor, the enemy soldiers swarming around mingi and his men as he said, not a single waver in his voice

Mingi : lead me to your king, I will come alone.

??? : but your majesty-

Mingi : you will stay outside, soldiers. It is an order.

Mingi jumped off his horse as a group of ten men surrounded him with swords in their hands, slowly leading him inside the manor. They had expected him, mingi was sure of it by now.

Mingi soon reached a well decorated room as one of the soldiers pushed him inside, mingi's eyes landing on aeri who was tied to a chair, san and han standing in front of her with their backs turned to him. Aeri's eyes widened as she looked at mingi before saying

Aeri : mingi.

San and han turned around at that, a smile appearing on both their faces as han said

Han : I told you, mingi, that I would always be one step ahead of you.

Aeri : he bought mina off, she poisoned my food.

Mingi clenched his jaw, looking at san as he said

Mingi : do you really want this, to side with a brother you know is only going to ruin your kingdom?

Han : you little-

San : what are you trying to say?

Mingi : that I am giving you a choice. Either you stay with han and end your own line, ruin your dynasty. Or you side with me and get to keep both the crown, and your head.

San scoffed in disbelief as he said

San : you're standing in front of me, powerless with no men to back you up and your wife at my mercy. And you still think you're capable of all that?

Of course, mingi would have to accept defeat now. He would have to pretend. But san was stupid for thinking he would forever stay defeated. And so he smiled, looking at san as he said

Mingi : look at me, do you really think there is anything that I am not capable of?

Han growled as he walked forward, punching mingi in the face as his head turned to the side. Aeri let out a breath as san quickly brought his sword to her neck, pressing the edge against it as han said

Han : your rule, is done, song mingi. If you lift so much as a hand against us, we will have that bitch killed.

Aeri : let them kill me then, mingi. Go back to the palace.

Mingi looked at aeri who seemed to be almost sure mingi would go back. She still didn't think she had so much value, and she was wrong. Aeri flinched as mingi dropped his royal sword onto the floor, san looking surprised at that. A king dropped his royal sword only once, and that was when he accepted defeat.

Aeri : n-no. no mingi-

Han : kneel.

Aeri's eyes widened as she looked at mingi, she was sure mingi had never kneeled in his life. Mingi stared right at aeri as he kneeled down, a smirk on han's face as he looked at san before saying

Han : get the cuffs.

Mingi : before that I need you to promise me something, and I know you are a man of your words.

Han hummed as mingi looked at him before saying

Mingi : promise me that you will provide my wife with everything and anything she needs in this world until the moment you die. You will listen to all her wishes, never act against her words, protect her with your life, and treat her like the empress she is.

Aeri looked like someone had just punched her.

Aeri : mingi.

Han chuckled as he said to san who threw the metal cuffs at han

Han : I told you he loved her, san.

San : your wife will remain as the empress of China until she dies, I will make sure of it. Right, han?

Han : of course, we have no need for her anyway. She can stay in the palace for all I care. But you, you will no longer walk on this Earth.

Aeri : mingi, you can still leave-

Mingi : I don't want to.

Aeri stared as mingi brought both his hands forward, han chuckling as he wrapped the metal cuffs around it. The satisfaction in his face angered mingi, but he had to lay low for now.

Han : look at the great and mighty ruler of China and Korea, the man no one could even touch. Kneeling on the ground for some woman now, are we?

Mingi : she is not some woman, she is my wife.

Han : oh really. She no longer will be once I have you killed.

Han smiled as san untied aeri's ropes, her standing up as han tugged on mingi's metal cuffs in order to make him stand as he said

Han : she's going to sit in the palanquin arranged for her, since you said you'd want her treated as the empress she is, and san and I are going to ride the horses. You, however, will walk behind us on foot. These cuffs will be attatched to my horse's back.

Aeri clenched her fists. This was humiliation, it was mingi's biggest fear. Was he really…was he really going to go through all of this just for her? Mingi chuckled as he stood up before muttering

Mingi : so original.

Han frowned as mingi walked forward, tugging hard at the cuff as han jerked forward because of his hold on it. He looked like he could kill mingi any second now.

San : the ego still remains.

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