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tadakixd-blog · 7 years

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The bond between Yuzuru and Shoma

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Hero’s Special 170402

So, as opposed to the usual media angle of Shoma vs Yuzu, Hero’s has decided to put together a program about their relationship, as seen from behind the scenes footage. Most of the articles/reports are now focusing on the relationship between Yuzu and Shoma instead of the previous angle of rivals, because this time they had the shared role of Japan’s representatives as opposed to being individual skaters.

Shoma: Right now, when I'm practicing, my motivation is the desire to achieve the ability to win over Yuzu-kun. That's the only motivation and, in order to continue growing, I would like to continue forward without changing this feeling.

Yuzu: I've often been told that I'm in a position of being chased by others but, if you think about it, just like how we found out with this SP, there are still many people I have to chase after. After all, after the SP the one who was standing in first place was Javier, and the one who was third was Patrick. Of course, the young skater Uno...Uno-san...U-Uno-san? *frowns at himself and laughs* Uno-senshuu** too (was in the top 3). There are many things that I don't have, so in a manner of speaking, everything is to me, something/someone to chase after.

In which we get a behind the scenes look at the bond between Yuzu and Shoma (as viewed by the Japanese media)

Full translation including video narration under the cut.

From 01:33

Announcer: A legendary 4 and half minutes! We have witnessed a tremendous moment that will remain in the history of the World Championships

From 02:24

(Segment: The Fierce Bond Between Hanyu and Uno)

Narrator: Standing at the top of the podium was 14 year old, Hanyu Yuzuru. It was there, that one young boy appeared. Still a child, 11 year old Uno Shoma.

As if he was meeting an adorable younger brother, Hanyu reached out to him.

The two who stood on the podium at the All Japan Junior Nationals 8 years ago…and now.

They achieved 1st and 2nd place at the World Championships that had a rarely seen high level (of competition). Uno, who achieved his personal best and shined with a silver medal, and with a great reversal, Hanyu - who retook his throne of World Champion.

Behind the fierce battle known as the true quad era, the cameras caught it…

Yuzu: *clapping* I don't want this kind of competition anymore! Shoma: *laughing and nodding* Yuzu: Really don't want this kind of competition right! Shoma: I don't want it!

…The feelings that were not broadcast on the live telecast…

And the undisguised expressions of these two.

*cue synchronised looking down*

*jigsaw puzzle reveals the words: Captivating the world…behind the scenes of the great reversal, the cameras caught the bond between Hanyu and Uno*

Backstage, immediately after the SP ended; the scene that was not shown on live telecast.

The skaters gathered for the small medal ceremony for the top 3 skaters of the SP.

Uno, who came in second, presented himself to the cameras. The one who looked on right in front of Uno was the absolute king - Hanyu. At this moment, what might he have been thinking?

Even the world’s media pays attention -

Interviewer: How many photos do you have just of Hanyu? Photographer: Probably around 500. They all look like the same kind of photo but you can see the strong determination written on his face. He is the biggest star in the figure skating world. Other men are attempting multiple quad jumps in their program but he was the trailblazer for that.

Yuzu: 2, 3 types of quads…if you can’t jump them you can’t even talk (about winning). The one who made this era the way it is…you might say it was me…

- the pride of (being the one to) establish the true quad era.

On the day of the free skate, where he aimed to make a comeback win from 5th place, the cameras caught the image of (Hanyu) who, in order to suppress his emotions, maintained an expressionless face.

As a matter of fact, right before the SP, Hanyu was at the rink side singing as if he were shouting. As opposed to that, yesterday (during the FS) he simply waited there quietly for his turn.

And…the legend was born.

Announcer 1: The 4Lo was landed cleanly. He’s started (his program) with a wonderful jump. 4S. 4S -

Announcer 2: HE DID IIIITT

Announcer 1: -3T, he landed that well.

*Shoma watching backstage. Orange subs say: At that time, backstage…*

Shoma: *clapping* Perfect.

Announcer 1: A legendary 4 and a half minutes! Did you see that, World? This is Hanyu’s power! He’s crossed yet another limit. The word “limit” does not apply to Hanyu Yuzuru.

The perfect dance that he showed decisively to the world.

Announcer 2: It’s here! 223.20 points! Of course it’s a world record! He’s rewritten the record for the Men’s FS points!

The moment of joy - what did Hanyu say? When we checked the microphone recording and listened carefully, he told his coach something unexpected. The moment of joy when he achieved a new world record - the words that Hanyu said:

Yuzu: I’m not crying. Brian: I am. Almost Yuzu: Hahah almost. I’m not. Brian: Good boy. Wow.

He became strong (literally, hard), and insisted that he wasn’t doing something like crying.

At the moment the scores were revealed, backstage and unseen by the broadcast cameras, was this scene. Staring into the screen was Uno Shoma. Even with Hanyu’s record breaking score, he had this expression. Wordlessly, he went back to warming up.

That’s right - the fight had yet to be over.

Right after that, at a place not captured by broadcast TV, was this scene.

Shoma: Ahhh I worked hard! Coach Higuchi: You did, didn’t you? Shoma: Aah… i worked hard.

Maybe because of the incredible pressure he was under, he repeatedly said of himself “I worked hard”, as if he did not want to forget.

And then, Hanyu, who had been backstage watching Shoma's high score announced before his eyes, said these unexpected words:

Announcer: 319.31, a high score! He's missed Hanyu by just a bit but, Uno Shoma! With a wonderful performance he's entered 2nd place!

At that moment, the microphones backstage picked up the unexpected voice of Hanyu Yuzuru

Yuzu: I don't wanna do nationals! (Jpn sub: I don't wanna do national competitions!)

Patrick: Why, because he'll be there too? (Subs: Why? Because you'll have to fight him?)

Yuzu: Maybe, maybe we have to go, team trophy? Maybe, if I...I and he. (Subs: I wonder if we have to go to WTT)

Patrick: Cause you, cause you won here, so you have to go to team trophy? I'll probably see you there (Subs: Because you won this time? We might meet there again, i think i'm going too.)

Yuzu: Ooh! That's so high level! (Subs: That'll be a very high level competition!)

The reason why Hanyu would not want to compete in a national competition was because of Uno Shoma's growth.

Furthermore, at the moment the scores for Javier Fernandez, who was first in the SP, came out -

Announcer: the total score is over 300 but 301.19 places him in 4th place.

Yuzu: Wait, over 300 and 4th place? Just how much (do you need)!

*arrow points to shoma*

Yuzu: *clapping* I don't want this kind of competition anymore! Shoma: *laughing and nodding* Yuzu: Really don't want this kind of competition right! Shoma: I don't want it!

Precisely because it was a harsh fight like none before - Hanyu exploded with joy.

Standing on the podium with Uno after accomplishing the brilliant 1st and 2nd finish for Japan, in that moment -

*synchronised looking down*

As if it had be pre-planned, (they both) at the exact same moment, (did) the exact same movement. On top of that, reminiscent of standing close together in harmony, Hanyu stretched out his hand, and they linked arms to take a commemorative photo.

As if they were brothers, but, within a competition.

Shoma: Right now, when I'm practicing, my motivation is the desire to achieve the ability to win over Yuzu-kun. That's the only motivation and, in order to continue growing without changing (t/n: this sentence was cut hence the growing without changing sounds weird). I would like to continue forward without changing this feeling.

The relationship of the two who are each chasing after something - beyond their further growth lies the dream stage of the Pyeongchang Olympics.

**Uno-senshuu is a formal way of referring to Shoma that is appropriate for events as such. The word ‘senshuu’ means athlete, so it functions as a title the same way Dr would. (ie Athlete Shoma). Here, he says Uno-san (aka Mr Uno) instead, which is not wrong, but sounds slightly weird because Yuzu usually refers to him as Shoma, hence probably why he found it funny. Both -san and -senshuu are appropriate and formal, for a press conference, but -senshuu would be more apt.

From 13:27

The hosts talk about how being above 300 points doesn't even guarantee a chance of a medal anymore (table shows this year's worlds compared to last year's). They go on to talk about how Yuzu and Shoma have improved and about how they were rivals at nationals but going to worlds and representing Japan made them comrades instead. At the very end, they ask what "era" next year's olympics will bring if this year is the true quad era, and they end with a proposed "350pt era".

Courtesy of pino16.17

#yuzuru hanyu #shoma uno #worlds 2017 #helsinki 2017 #fstranslation #news #heros #interview #I'm enjoying this brothers angle a lot more than the rivals angle #also what 350pt era please no #more videos to come if no one else translates them

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nightshade-minho · 4 years

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-The One-

Warnings: very very mild knifeplay, unprotected sex, oral (m. receiving), fingering, creampie, light navel play, tiny mention of blood, rituals, themes of witchcraft + demons, jealousy, sir kink, master kink, threesome, aftercare.

Felix × fem!Reader × Minho

Wc: 3k

Note: I stayed up all night writing this and was half-asleep so I apologize for any mistakes or incoherencies. Regardless, I’m quite proud of this fic hehe, and I’d love some feedback on it~

You could barely breathe. The feeling of his cock stretching you out as you sat on his lap, combined with the heady feeling of the knife's tip pressed against your skin was driving you insane with arousal.

"Such a pretty one you are...we don't usually get customers like you."

You scrunched your eyes shut, not wanting to make eye contact with him. His smirk, his golden eyes that gleamed with confidence...it would all make you even more nervous than you already were.

"Sir...p-please don't hurt me."

"Tsk. I won't, princess. Not yet." He shifted you on his lap, causing his tip to rub up against your sweet spot. You let out a soft moan as he did so, your eyes slowly opening and drifting down to the shiny steel pressed against your torso.

"Will it...will it hurt?"

He gently dragged the knife upwards, eyes fixed on you. He wasn't applying any pressure, and the blade itself wasn't very sharp...but it still sent tingles through you.

"Not really. If you're a good girl for us, it won't. The ritual is a very short one, and doesn't have many side effects."

"Okay...wait, us?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. My boss. He'll be here soon, don't worry. He's a busy man. I take care of the shop when he's not here."

"Oh...so you're like, his assistant?"

"Mmhm. You could say that. He doesn't pay me, though." He mutters, expression faltering for a second. The smirk slowly returned though, as he dragged the steel gently up between your breasts, pausing.

"Why...w-why do you work here, then?"

"He's family. My older brother,to be exact."

"O-oh..."

"Yup. In fact, enjoy my leniency while you can. I can assure you, my brother is a lot more..."

He sighed, poking the tip into your skin lightly, but not enough to draw blood.

"Sadistic."

You gulped as Felix suddenly started thrusting up into you, his hips gaining a newfound vigor. You groaned, throwing your head back as he hit your sweet spot again.

You never thought you'd end up like this...A few weeks ago, you were living your life like any other college student.

When winter break came along, you'd been more than excited to get back to your hometown...the place you'd grew up in. One of the first things you did was visit the woods, searching for the tree house you'd made when you were about 10 years old.

Of course, you hadn't expected to see a cottage where your tree house had formerly been. On hindsight, it probably wasn't a good idea to knock.

You hadn't expected to see a cute boy open the door, either.

Felix, he said his name was.

The cottage wasn't a house after all...it was more of an eccentric little shop, the shelves lined with curious looking bottles and dusty books.

You'd definitely thought the man was cuckoo, especially when he started talking about witchcraft and rituals. He was undeniably hot, though...

One thing led to another and here you were a few days later, having sex with someone you barely knew. That someone also happened to talk an awful lot about demons and witchcraft. God, you were stupid to trust him.

"This ritual...what does it require, again? And there's absolutely no side effects?"

"Nope. All you want is revenge, correct? We can make that happen."

"Having sex with you is part of it, right?"

Felix laughed, taking his knife away and resting it on the table next to him. "Oh, you truly do hurt me. Here I was thinking you were having sex with me cause you wanted to." He adjusted himself in his chair, lifting you off his cock and turning you around.

He slowly eased you back down onto his length, groaning softly under his breath at your tightness.

"Look here. Intercourse with a virgin is stage one of the ritual, and semen also happens to be one of the ingredients." He said, pulling your back against his chest and lifting a finger, causing a dusty old book in the corner of the room to hover over.

You squinted at the page, the words registering itself in your brain.

"Wait...how did you know I'm a virgin?"

"It's glaringly obvious, doll."

You gritted your teeth, biting your lip as Felix let the book drop to the floor, his hands on your waist as he slowly started fucking up into you.

"Remember, you asked for this. You're the one who came here first. You gave me full consent to do this."

"I d-did."

"Mmhmm. Don't forget to tell Minho that. If he's not a corpse somewhere, that is...he usually isn't this late."

A shiver ran through you as Felix suddenly got up with you still on his cock, his fingers digging into your skin as he took you over to the window. He slid apart the heavy purple curtains with one hand.

"Ah...there he is."

You twisted your neck slightly. Eyes misty with arousal, you could barely make out the shadowy figure approaching. Felix's fingers on your chin forced you to face him again, his smile slightly unsettling.

"He's here. I'll remind you again. This was your choice."

"M-my choice..." You gulped as the door opened, the bells tinkling.

There was silence for a few minutes. Felix's form was blocking the figure in the shop. You made a sound of frustration as you craned your neck, trying to catch a glimpse of this mysterious man, despite the fear enveloping your heart.

"Hm. What do we have here? Felix, I've told you before. Don't bring your playthings into the shop."

Felix turned around, taking you to the counter and setting you on the edge of it, still inside you. The new angle finally let you make eye contact with the man.

Oh, fuck. Almost immediately, you wished you hadn't looked at him. Yes, Felix was scary and slightly unnerving...but this man's aura was a whole new shade of intimidating.

You tried your best to break eye contact, but you couldn't. His stare was mesmerizing, and you almost drooled.

A sharp thrust from Felix snapped you out of your haze.

"She isn't a plaything. She's been coming here for the past week...keeping me company. It gets lonely here when you leave on your little trips, you know."

Minho frowned as he set down the mysterious looking packages he'd been holding, leaning on the heavy oak table. His eyes fell on the open book. He lazily regarded the pages, sighing.

Despite his indifferent expression, when he spoke, his tone was menacing.

"Have you been showing this girl the texts? Felix, you know we're not supposed to fraternize with the mortals. I've let you copulate with some of them, but I've told you time and time again...magic and elements of the otherwordly realm are far too complex for their puny brains to comprehend."

Felix sighed, turning slightly to face his brother but not slowing down. He kept thrusting into you, a hand grasping your breast and fingers gliding over your nipple as he spoke.

"That's just it! This human here is different from the others. For one, once she got over her initial shock and surprise, she even started reading the rituals herself and helping me out around the shop! In fact, that's what we're doing right now, enacting the Interfectorem Inimicus Ritual. She has a silly little rival she wants to get rid of."

Minho sighed, his eyes coming up to meet yours again. You looked away meekly, making a small smirk appear on his features.

Cute.

He rarely found mortals attractive...but this one right here might have to be an exception. Besides, if what Felix said was true, she was special. Maybe she wasn't even a mortal after all...

Minho needed to know if that was true. And there was only one way to find out.

He stalked over calmly, tapping Felix's shoulder.

"Give her to me."

"What?!" Felix's look of confusion mirrored yours.

"You heard me." His gaze drifted slowly to you, a finger sneaking out to trace your jawline. You unknowingly leaned into his touch, shivering at the feeling of his cold fingers.

"Hmm now, kitten...why exactly were you snooping about in the sacred texts?" His gaze was stern as he locked your eyes with his.

"I wasn't s-snooping-"

"Did Lixie here give you permission?"

"I, well...no..." You hated the way his intense stare was making you blurt out the truth, cheeks flushed. "I was just curious, that's all. So I read one of the b-books when he wasn't looking."

"Curious." Minho let go of your chin, chuckling. "Haven't you heard? Curiosity killed the cat." His eyes turned darker. "Although when it comes to this kitty, it might just be something else that leads to her demise..."

You swallowed, a fresh wave of arousal shooting through you as Minho smiled, saccharine sweet.

He glared at Felix, making him let go of you reluctantly.

"I'm going to fuck you now, kitten. Would you like that?"

You looked up at him. There was just something about him...his intensity, his demeanor...combined with his sharp beauty...he had you whiny and needy, keening in just seconds.

"Yes, Master, want you...want you so bad!" You mewled, just as Felix pulled out of you.

"Good girl."

In seconds, he gathered you in his arms, taking you over to the burgundy sofa in the corner of the room. "Now, let's do this ritual the right way, shall we? Felix, light some candles."

"Listen, brother, I really don't think this is a good idea and-"

"Do as I say."

Felix sighed, nodding as he went to gather some candles from the shelf. As he lit each one, his heart shuddered.

The two of them knew something you didn't.

Felix and Minho shared a demonic father, but had different mothers. Felix's mother happened to be human, while Minho's definitely wasn't. It was why Felix was able to have intercourse with humans without rendering them completely insane.

Minho, on the other hand...didn't possess even an ounce of humanity. He was draconian, otherworldly...

Felix glanced back, sadness taking over his features as he watched you, entranced as you stared at him.

He was worried you wouldn't last the night.

Minho leaned down, inhaling. He loved the way the human interacted to his touches, however featherlight they may be. He ran the tip of his fingers over your chin, down between your breasts. His fingers continued their descent until they reached your navel, his lust growing as he dipped his finger in, prompting a soft whimper from you. He fingered your navel gently for a few seconds, before he went even lower...finally reaching your clit.

If you were indeed human, you wouldn't be able to handle him or his cock. If you weren't, though?

The implications of it drove Minho giddy with excitement. He'd never had the pleasure of playing with someone as responsive and adorable as you were. Maybe you could even be his queen when he ascends his father's throne...

He shook his head, snapping himself out of his thoughts. First, he had to make sure of your origins. Then, he'd let himself daydream.

His fingers slowly pushed into your already dripping pussy, an appreciative groan leaving his lips as your soaking walls hugged his digits tightly.

Felix finished with the candles, his own erection growing impossibly harder as the lewd noises your pussy was making filled the room.

He turned, making his way to the sofa and glaring at his brother. He already harbored quite a bit of resentment for the older man, and this only served to deepen his hatred. Why did he have to steal away everything that was his?

Minho pulled his fingers out with a pop, sucking on his digits as he looked over at Felix. Your eyes opened halfway, registering Minho's naked form with some surprise. When did he remove his clothes? Then again, you knew the two men in the room didn't obey the same worldly rules you did.

Minho's eyes drifted down to Felix's erection, tutting under his breath.

"You know what...you can use her mouth, if you like."

Felix grumbled. It was better than nothing, but then again...He didn't want his brother to fuck you at all. Till now, you'd proven to be different from the usual human...most mortals couldn't even see their shop. However, he still felt that slight unease that came with not wanting to see you hurt. He'd only known you for a week but...deep inside, he didn't want to lose you.

Felix led his cock to your lips, eyes searching your lidded ones for discomfort. When he found none, he slid his length past your throat slowly, making you moan.

Minho's thick tip was rubbing at your folds. You could only feel the sensation of his head dragging up and down your slit...but it was more than enough for you to realize that he was bigger than everyone you'd ever had sex with.

When he finally pushed into you, you saw stars in your eyes. The pleasure was overwhelming...so sudden and potent that you screamed, Felix's eyes widening in concern as he pulled out.

"Are you okay?

"Y-yeah! For fuck's sake, it feels so gooooooood-" You choked out, clenching tightly around Minho's huge cock, his thrusts unlike anything you'd ever experienced before. It was almost satanic, the way he plunged into you repeatedly, stretching you out to your absolute limit.

Minho gritted his teeth as he gripped your waist tightly, his head thrown back in pleasure. "Fuck...ironic, but your pussy is heavenly, kitten..."

He moved you up and down his shaft, the feeling of your soft pussy opening up more and more with each stroke driving him crazed with lust. He'd never felt anything like this before.

"Felix, she's so fucking- shit....she's so fucking perfect-"

Felix frowned, sitting back as he watched. He couldn't help the envy from gripping his heart as he watched your pleasure-stricken face, your eyes rolling back in your head as Minho slid his girth deeper, hitting your sweet spot. He didn't want to stay any longer, but he couldn't help it. He really didn't want to leave you alone with his brother.

Minho drove into you faster as he felt his orgasm approaching, spurred on by the way you clenched tightly around him, clearly near your end as well.

"Kitten? 'M going to cum...going to fill your little pussy up..."

You whined, arching your back. "Can I cum, Master?"

He shook his head, growling as he rubbed your clit. "You'll cum when I tell you to."

Minho turned to the side as he kept abusing your pussy, his eyes landing on Felix...chuckling at his hand wrapped around his cock.

"Couldn't help yourself, could you?"

Felix let out a moan as he continued jerking himself off, standing up. He didn't care anymore...you looked so perfect like this, completely naked and at their mercy, mouth wide open and ready for him to use.

He came closer and shoved his cock down your throat roughly, not giving you time to adjust as he started fucking into you, his high close. You choked, caught off guard, but quickly got over it. Determined to be a good girl for them, you hollowed your cheeks and sucked on Felix's cock desperately, even as you tried to stave off your orgasm.

His length twitched in your mouth, and before you knew it, you felt warm cum spurting down your throat. Felix groaned, pulling out slowly.

"Felix, now. Get my blade and the book."

"Wait, what?"

"She's the one. I can tell. Quick. We need to get her blood at the exact time she hits her high, or I won't be able to complete my ritual."

"Wait- no! This is Y/n's ritual, the one for her rival. It's lower magic. The one you want to do...Come on, brother! You have to think before making a decision like this, you can't just make her your bride...we have to get Y/n's permission, too-"

Minho growled, his eyes flashing red as he glared at Felix. "I'm not performing a wedding ritual or anything, brother. I'm simply preserving her essence-"

Felix shook his head. His heart was thudding- he'd figured it out too, just like his brother had. You weren't mortal. You were special...and that meant Minho wanted to find out what exactly you were.

He felt sick as he thought of you getting married to his brother. No. You belonged here on Earth, with your family and your friends-

With him.

Before he could react, Minho's hand had materialized the exact knife he wanted.

Encrusted with rubies and made of demonic steel, the blade was far sharper than the one Felix had been teasing you with before.

Minho let go of your waist to grab your hand, bringing it up to his face. His hips continued their assault, making you whine and whimper.

Half the things they said were making no sense, and you were scared and yet...aroused, at the same time. You didn't know what was going on, but you wanted to listen to the man above you. You wanted to do everything he said, wanted to be his little pet...wanted to be his. Your brain felt like it was slowly getting rid of all rationality, the feeling of his cock making you whine louder.

"Kitten...I'm going to make a tiny little cut, right here on your finger. Is that okay?"

You nodded desperately, and Minho smiled at you in approval.

"Cum."

You finally let go, the pleasure washing over you in a tidal wave as you shook, convulsing with electricity as Minho drove the blade into the tip of your finger just enough to let out a few drops of blood.

Felix reluctantly conjured up an empty potion vial, capturing the drop with ease.

Minho lifted your finger to his mouth, sucking on the digit and running his tongue over the wound repeatedly. The metallic taste of your blood was the final push he needed to cum, thrusting deeper as he spilled himself into you.

When he let go of your finger, all the pain had disappeared. You noticed your finger was healed...the skin just as clean and soft as it was before.

You whined as he pulled out, conjuring another vial to gather some of your mixed fluids that was leaking out from between your thighs. He yawned as he handed it to Felix, who corked it with a frown on his face, setting it next to the vial with your blood in it. He knew what Minho wanted to do...he wanted to perform a ritual with the vials, wanted to make sure you were the one for him. It wasn't a wedding ritual by any means...but it was a pre-requisite, and the thought saddened Felix. Maybe his feelings for you were deeper than he'd thought.

Slowly, Minho gathered you into his arms, patting your hair gently and kissing your forehead.

"You were a good kitten, Y/n. How are you feeling?"

"I'm f-feeling okay..."

Minho made a face of delight at Felix. "She can still talk and formulate sentences!" He mouthed, prompting a half-hearted smile from his brother.

"D'you want to cuddle?"

You pouted. "Mmhmm! But..I want Lix to come cuddle too."

Felix looked up at that, his eyes widening.

You still wanted him?

Minho met his eyes, giving him a small smile. "Sure, baby. Lix can come cuddle as well."

You grinned, looking over at Felix and making grabby hands. Giggling, the boy quickly dropped onto the couch, wrapping his arms around your torso and humming in content.

"You know..I don't mind sharing her." Minho whispered, his fingers still stroking your hair. "Really?" Felix asked, looking down at you.

"If she wants to be shared, that is."

"I don't mind!" You chirped. "Life is boring here, anyway. Where did you guys say you lived again?"

The two men shared a look.

Minho sighed as he stroked your hair. "I can't wait to introduce you to our dad."

"Your dad?"

"Yep! Don't worry, he's nice. And I think he'd like you."

You frowned slowly as you remembered something Felix had told you. Snippets of their conversation flashed through your brain as your stomach filled with something akin to dread and anticipation.

"Who did you say your dad was, again?"

"Oh, what? Ah, that doesn't really matter. He's just the king of the Underworld."

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