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nc-tzone · 3 months

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T-ZONE MASTERLIST

(Actualizada 01/2024)

M: Contenido Maduro/Delicado ¦ E: Contenido Explícito ¦ C: Completada

FANFICTIONS EN WATTPAD

(TODAS SON TRADUCCIONES HECHAS CON EL DEBIDO PERMISO DE SUS AUOTRES ORIGINALES)

NCT

Fanfics de NCT como grupo completo, o sub unidades.

WAKE UP [NCT x WAYV] |M|C|

(“Si nos asesinan dentro del juego, ya no podremos despertar...”

Donde los chicos de despiertan dentro de un juego.)

MALL [NCT127] |M|C|

(“Siempre quise jugar al escondite en un centro comercial...” Dónde los chicos tienen que salir de un centro comercial, o morir en el intento)

THE FREAK SHOW [NCT '00LINE] |M|E|C|

(En donde cuatro chicos borran con éxito su estadía en un hospital psiquiátrico pero desarrollan una sed aun más grande de sangre)

CIRCUS [MarkHyuck] [C]

(“¿Nombre? Mi nombre es Mounstruo inútil...”)

SAVE NCT DREAM [C]

(“Nos dejo... Estamos jodidos, ¿cierto?”)

SAVE NCT |Secuela| [C]

(“El cielo esta igual que la última vez...”)

NCT127

[Mark & Haechan están en el apartado de NCTDREAM]

SWALLOW [JaeHyun] [E] [C]

(“Por una noche puedes hacerme lo que siempre has querido, solo por una noche...”)

CHÉRIE [TaeYong] [C]

(“Chèrie, sabes que yo siempre estaré para protegerte...”)

GUARDIAN [YuTa] [C]

(“Soy tu guardian, daría mi vida una y otra vez para asegurarme qué nadie te ponga una mano encima, ¿entiendes?”)

DADDY [TaeYong] [C]

(“Gracias por permitirme ser su padre...”)

TOY [JaeHyun] [C]

(“Estoy aquí para ser tu juguete...”)

NOTES TO THE HEART [TaeIl] [C]

(“La gente dice que el dinero mueve el mundo, pero para otros, lo hace otra cosa...”)

NCTDREAM

LOWKEY [Mark] [E] [C]

(“Todo estará bien si lo mantenemos en secreto...”)

THRONE [JeNo] [C]

(“¿Quien necesita amor cuando tiene poder?”)

FIREFLIES [HaeChan] [C]

(“Tienes novio... Entonces terminalo por mi...”)

OBSESSION [JeNo] [M] [E] [C]

(“¿Te estoy lastimando? Lo siento bebé, pero, ¿qué puedo hacer? Te amo demasiado...”)

STRAWBERRIES & CIGARETTES [ChenLe] [E] [C]

(“Recuerdo la primer vez que nos vimos, me dijiste que encendiera tu cigarrillo...”)

VACANCY [JiSung] [C]

(“Enamorarse es una tarea difícil, cariño, mucho más si te enamoras de mi...”)

EXAMINATE [RenJun] [C]

(“No se supone que debas enamorarte de mi, vivimos en mundos diferentes...”)

DÉJÁ VU [HaeChan] [C]

(“No me mires mucho, cariño, podrías enamorarte de mi...”)

BY THE ROAD [Mark] [C]

(“... Quedatela, cuando la veas Recuerda al chico que te salvo la vida...”)

SON IN LAW [HaeChan] [C]

(“¿Cuando vas a presentarme al yerno perfecto?”)

WAYV

SUCKY [Ten] [C]

(“Lucharia incluso contra mi podría sangre para salvarlos...”)

HONOR [WinWin] [C]

(“Servir es un honor, uno que tú nunca llegaras a tener...”)

SERIES

Libros de Series x Crossovers

THE PHOENIX SERIES

“Deja que el fuego se convierta en cenizas y haz que el fénix dentro de ti se eleve...”

Libros ordenados del primero al último.

DARK STREETS [HaeChan] [C]

ASHES [JeNo] [C]

THE RULES [JaeMin] [C]

SIDELINE [RenJun] [C]

PHOENIX [TaeYong] |Crossover| [C]

SUNGTARO X LUCAS

RESONANCE [SungChan] [C]

(“Tienes un deber y es ahí donde debería estar tu prioridad, no en una chica, no en un amor...”)

BLOOD MOON [LuCas] [C]

(“Solo era una regla: 'No te acerques a los hombres lobo'. Una regla que ella rompió...”)

KDRAMA ZONE

(Estas fanfics, todas, son de mi autoria.)

WEAK HERO [Yeon Sieun de Weak Hero Class 1] [C]

(“Hay muchas palabras para describirte, pero débil no es una de ellas...”)

SUN&MOON [Ahn Sooho de Weak Hero Class 1] [C]

(“El sol soltó dos lágrimas a escondidas, y yo las encontré en tus ojos, cariño...”)

REVENGE [Seok Jaebom de Revenge Of Others]

(“No me arrepiento, y si pudiera volver al tiempo, lo haría una y otra vez...”)

LOVE AGAIN [Han Seojun de True Beauty]

(“Me amaste una vez, y estoy agradecido de que me amas de nuevo...”)

WATERMELON [Ha YiChan de Twinkling Watermelon

MAFIA GAME [Go Gyunjoon de Night Has Come]

(“Yo siempre estoy en primer lugar, no me importa salvarlos a ustedes, me importa salvarme a mi misma...”)

(“Puedes cambiar los hechos y las maneras, pero el destino es algo que no puedes tocar...”)

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(Esta también es mi cuenta de fanfics de NCT, creadas por mi)

WOOKZN (Cuenta de Fanfics de Kdramas)

(En esta cuenta todas las fanfics son de mi autoria)

Última Actualización:20.01.2024

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therantsofawriterrr · 6 months

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Chapter Two: I Did Something, Jagiya

All while she was saving him, literally putting her life on the line.

Chapter Summary: Sujin is intrigued by the deal offer and makes up her mind.

Warnings: Mentions of drug dealing and gang stuff (irdk how cop stuff works ok), not proofread, lemme know if there's something else to be added.

A/N: There's not much Hyunyul in this sorry. Plus sorry for the late update, school has quite literally been kicking my ass.

Sujin and Officer Yojun entered the bustling cafe. It was usually crowded at the time in the evening, so it would be easier to talk without worrying about eavesdroppers.

The cafe was a quaint little place which was famous in her neighborhood. As they both walked in and sat on a corner booth, there were waiters and waitresses walking briskly up and down the place, taking orders and serving the customers. A few lights were on as the sun had not set completely, coloring the sky outside in pretty hues of pink.

"What would you like to have?" One of the waitresses asked, a little notepad in one hand and a pen in another.

"Just a black coffee, thank you," he said with a warm smile. The waitress jotted down his order and then turned to Sujin.

"Did you have lunch?" She asked, pointing the pen at her with a worried glare. Sujin nodded, hoping she wouldn't ask what she'd had, because she'd only be whacked over the head.

"Did you actually have something? Or did you just eat an apple and called it lunch?"

She winced and as she'd expected, she got a harsh tap at the back of her head, which made her topple forward in her seat a bit, her hands clasping the side of the table.

"I'll get a coffee and three cheese sandwiches. If you don't eat all three of them, I'll stuff it down your throat," she said, looking more like a mother when she was only twenty three years old.

Officer Yojun however, had a grin on his face as he witnessed the exchange. "Your neighborhood must really care about you, huh?" He asked when the waitress had walked away, grumbling about her friend not eating properly.

Sujin nodded with a smile and said, "They're all my mother and I have had for a long time."

Yojun nodded in understanding too. "I get it. Even in my neighborhood, they used to be very particular about me and my family. It's good to have that."

Sujin sighed and wringed her wrists on the table. "So, you said you have a deal for me?"

Yojun nodded again and said, "I think Do Jin is going to start dealing drugs soon. We need to catch him before he starts. We don't need another drug dealer in these streets."

Sujin's eyebrows furrowed as she fiddled with her hair in thought. "So you're saying that I become your informant," She said, more of a statement than a question. He sighed and she could see his shoulders tense as he leaned back into the brown seat.

“I can go a different way about this, so think about it very well. Do what you think is best for you,” he said, his expression and tone very serious. She got a good look at him for the first time. He was a guy with dark brown hair and light brown eyes, eyes that looked like they always held good natured mischief in them to hide something sad.

She drummed her fingers on the table, her leg jiggling. "What would I get?" she asked.

He grinned and placed a bundle of money on the table. Sujin back straightened up immediately, her eyes widening.

"You can't be serious, right?" she asked. "I am completely serious," he said.

She immediately made up her mind. There wasn't any big harm that was going to be caused by it. She'd only be helping the police with catching some criminals.

My salary added to the money from this deal would surely help with Mom's treatment.

She swallowed and said, "Okay. I'll do it."

Yojun's face lit up and his grin widened as he pocketed the money.

"Well, then. Keep in touch. Tell me when you rejoin the gang and we'll meet up here every Sunday in the evenings. Deal?"

Sujin smiled and said, "Deal."

A week after the meeting, or mainly, a week of planning, Sujin walked down familiar paths to Do Jin’s house. It seemed ominous, a few street lights lit up, while some were busted and most were blinking, giving a horror-movie-like feeling.

It made her feel queasy and her stomach was in knots. The evening sky, as always, was pretty in its red and yellow hues. She always thought that the sky was a canvas and some choice colors were just splashed onto it.

She wished she could paint like that, or at least like some of her friends, but she couldn’t draw for her life. But her friends always thought she wrote better. Worlds totally different from the one she lived in, but the emotions were the same.

Hyunyul had left because he'd found his passion. The bass guitar. Most people in the gang thought Sujin left because of Hyunyul. And while that was partly a reason, the primary reason was because of her stories. Her characters, her own fictional world.

She reached Do Jin's hiding place and knocked on the door. There were muffled footsteps on the other side, before the door opened.

He smirked and shifted to let her in. She knew he would. She entered the house, which looked like it’d been robbed, things strewn here and there. The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts and a crumpled can of beer lay on the table. The radio was playing softly in the background. He was only wearing a pair of shorts and a black tank top.

“What brings you here?” he asked. Sujin opened her mouth to reply, but found herself unable to start. She kept silent, forming sentences in her head.

“You don’t need to think so much, you know. I’ll take you back. I could use the extra brains, anyway.”

Sujin’s head snapped up. “I’ll come back in one condition,” she blurted out.

Do Jin scoffed and sat on the table in front of her. Cold eyes bored into hers. “And why should I listen to this condition of yours?” he asked, leaning forward a bit. “ You’re the one who left. I could just break your ankles.”

She smirked and leaned closer till their noses were almost touching. She'd worn her prettiest greenish blue floral sundress for a reason. “I know you like me, Do Jin. You could get something out of it.”

His eyes flit between her lips and eyes, grinning and leaning back, supporting his upper body and placing his palms on the table. “Go on, then.”

“I want you to leave Hyunyul alone. "

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scovilletwothousand · 6 months

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hey can people please start making fanfic for twinkling watermelon because that show is my whole life right now but i’ve already watched all the tiktok edits and i crave content

#twinkling watermelon #i’m watermelon-deficient i swear #i need more yi chan #i need more cheong ah #i need a fic where the older brother time travels too #i need a reveal fic #just chapters on chapters of different ways han gyeol and eun yu figure out that theyre both time travelers #i need more eun ho (did i say that already?)#i absolutely need a fic where cheong ah beats tf out of her stepsister #look i know it’s het but PLEASE I BEG

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iubar12 · 7 months

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PLEASE WRITE A FF ABOUT THEM T-T

Okay so I recently started twinkling watermelon (or sparkling watermelon) and I binge watched all 6 eps in one day (yea I'm hooked). I like all the characters and I really like the slow paced romance between Yi Chan and Cheong-Ah. BUT I'M WAY MORE INVESTED IN EUN GYEOUL AND SE KYUNG'S *I mean her daughter's* STORY !! I'm not a good writer so if you're interested in them as well and you're a good writer then please write a fanfic about them if you don't mind :"")<3

"Then shall I flaunt my skills a little?"

#twinkling watermelon #sparkling watermelon #ryeoun #eungyeol #se kyung #eun yu #seol in ah #yi chan #choi hyun wook #chung ah #shin eun soo #MAKE THEM END UP TOGETHER #I'M MANIFESTING THEIR ENDGAME

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missskzbiased · 3 years

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Watermelon Sugar

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Oneshot, Drabble, Summer crush! au

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Fem! Reader

Word Count: ~2,9K

Notes: The last fanfic for the Valentine’s request [That you can find here]

If you never saw a schooner, please look for “escuna” in google images, so you can picture it! <3

Warnings: Make out?

Chan || Minho || Changbin || Hyunjin || Han || Felix || Seungmin || Jeongin

Masterlist

Requested: No, that was the beginning of the request idea xD

General Tag List: @channiewoo @aliceu @bythesunnotbythemoon

[If you wish to be tagged to the other Valentine’s requests, please send me an ask <3]

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You gasped, marveled by the bay right in front of your eyes.

You were sure your eyes were shining like twinkling little stars or something, and as much as you really wanted to look like the cool and elegant tourist, you couldn’t help but let your mouth fall agape and look around. The sun cast its light above the sea, allowing pretty sparks on the teal waters to get your attention from time to time, distracting you from the beautiful forest that surrounded you. The view was breathtaking and the way that the forest-green mountains stood up there like a giant barrier ─ kind enough to let an entrance for adventurers such as you ─ made your heart swell inside your chest.

“Want me to take a picture for you, Sweetheart?” Not even the cool breeze that came straight from the sea was enough to cool down your face at the moment. You pursed your lips, coyly rubbing your arm as you glanced at his bright smile. He looked at you with lovely gentle eyes, waiting for a reaction as he extended his hand in your direction (not to hold yours but to ask for your phone), and the lack of response made him tilt his head in confusion “Y/N?” He called carefully.

“Oh! Yeah! Yeah, I mean- Why not?” You snapped away from your thoughts “It’s such a beautiful view” You added, more composed now, handing him your phone. You didn’t miss the small smile on his lips as he nodded in agreement with you, positioning the phone to take a picture as he muttered something under his breath, a blush spreading on his face “What did you just say?” You frowned, bothered by the pose you choose.

“I said you look perfect” He repeated mindlessly “No! I mean-“ He widened his eyes, snapping them at you as he realized what he had just said “You look good in the picture! Not that you don’t look good in real life… I mean-“ He floundered, making you burst into a fit of giggles “Here is your phone…” He sighed embarrassed, fingers brushing on yours as he handed it to you. That was the most romantic thing that happened to you on Valentine’s Day in your whole life. And he wasn’t even your boyfriend!

The truth was that you barely knew him at all.

The attractive stranger was called Hyunjin ─ a simple and pretty name, just like him ─ and apart from being a good photographer, as you could see by the pictures he took from you, he was also part of the crew. Of course, you knew that the kindness and cuteness that he had been showing you was nothing but strictly professional behavior to allure the tourists, and (obviously) you couldn’t help but swallow it hook, line, and sinker. In your defense, he probably worked like this for years and had mastered the perfect gentlemanliness that he was using against you!

When you decided to take your single Valentine’s trip and get rid of all those insane expectations people had on you for being single for too long ─ really, what was the deal with them?! Didn’t they have anything better to worry about?! ─, you didn’t imagine that you would come across someone like him. You wouldn’t even believe you would have the courage to get your feet on a boat like this! But you promised yourself that as a self-discovery trip, you had to be bold and jump right into any new opportunities.

You meant more like a one night stand or something like this.

But navigating through a deep ocean with a cute guy sounded good too!

The moment you spot him on your way to the beach ─ perfect smile, tanned skin, and wet hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks ─, you knew you were screwed. You tried to reason that you weren’t really a good swimmer and hoping in a boat like this wasn’t the best of the ideas even if he had offered you a really good price. Of course, he knew exactly what to say and promised you to be right by your side at all moments… What a flirty little bastard you found as a summer crush.

“I’ll even fight the waters for you!” He had joked as you signed the paper “I’ll be right there to catch you if you fall, though I can assure you it’s very safe! The only thing that you might fall for is me” You laughed along with him, but he was indeed right.

Was there a way to not fall for Hwang Hyunjin?

The very first thing he did was to stick to his promises as you stared at the wobbly boat warily ─ clearly rethinking all of your life choices ─, wondering how the hell you would get inside it if the bloody thing kept swinging like that. Were you supposed to simply jump inside it? What if you just fell to the sea?! That would be the silliest way to die on a trip… Utterly humiliating. How would your family and friends take the news?

DUMB GIRL DROPS DEAD WHILE TRYING TO GET ON A BOAT!

You could even see the disappointment on everyone’s face.

“Here, gimme your hand!” His voice had brought you back from your daydreaming.

The crew was holding the ropes firmly to bring the schooner as closely as possible to the deck, making sure it was safe to get into the boat. Of course, Hyunjin had to drop it and hop inside the schooner as if it was nothing, wiping away his sweat with his forearm and extending his hand to you with a bright smile that made you flustered. You accepted his offer, yelping at his firm grip and the way he could make almost everything seem steady as you connected your eyes to his, stepping inside the rocking ship successfully.

You averted your eyes from him ─ the shyness overcoming your willingness to keep looking at his orbs ─, and the magic suddenly ran off as the boat shook in a different rhythm (or maybe it was all the same and you were just being clumsy), prompting you to pathetically stumble over nothing. If it was a movie, that would be the moment you would crash onto his chest and be wrapped into strong arms as you looked into each other’s eyes and exchanged a flustered smile under his friends’ teasing… Of course, you weren’t in a movie, so you just had the humiliating experience of pretending it didn’t happen as you walked straight away from them.

Being the prince charming wasn’t enough for Hyunjin.

He was also a fierce environmental defender just like you.

Your heart would melt for him, just like those damn glaciers.

It happened almost one hour ago but you could still remember vividly how mad you felt as a random guy tossed an empty chip bag to the sea, completely ignoring the crew on how important the area was for the local fauna. The damn guy literally tossed a plastic bag to some animal choke to death for no reason. You would have said something or done something but before you could even react, Hyunjin jumped out of the boat, diving into the sea and swimming like a torpedo.

The thrash must stay in the thrash! He sneered, shoving the bag into the man’s hands with a scowl as soon as he got back. It was needless o say that it surprised you, yet you felt the admiration growing in your chest. As we were saying… This is not only our home but also of those animals and we’re responsible to keep everything clean and safe for them and for us… We thank you for your collaboration.

Could someone be more perfect?

“We have some fruits for you to eat” Hyunjin said, snapping you away from your thoughts “Do you like watermelon?” He asked, offering a triangular piece for you to take. You gave him a small smile, nodding as you took it from his hands.

“Oh! It’s really sweet!” You arched your brows in surprise “This is really good!” You hummed, eyes sparkling as you took another bite.

“I may have chosen the sweeter one for my favorite traveler” He chuckled, sitting by your side as he ate his own piece “We’re almost arriving at the last stop… I highly recommend you to get into the water this time” He advised, glancing at you “I can help you out if you need to” He offered.

“Unless you carry me in your back, there is no way I’ll survive inside the sea with no ground under my feet” You laughed “The other places I could go to the beach… What will I do in the middle of this bay?” You asked playfully.

“It will be fun! This is the best spot to go! You could go to any other beach” He reasoned “Also, I can wait for you down there to support you in the water! There is no problem” He smiled at you.

Why be so damn cute?

“If you let me die, my family will sue you!” He laughed wholeheartedly at that, nodding.

“Your family can rest peacefully today, you’ll be safe in my arms!” He chuckled, getting up “I have to help the guys out and prepare things for you guys to get in the water… As soon as I can go in, I’ll call you, okay?” You nodded, fighting back a smile as he walked away.

He did just as promised.

As soon as everything was settled down, Hyunjin took your hand in his, guiding you to the ladders. He jumped into the water ─ kinda showing off a little bit ─ waving at you from the water with a huge smile on his face. You took a deep breath, slowly going down the ladder. The closer you got to the deep water, the more you wondered what you were doing with your life.

“That’s okay, I’m right here to catch you” He reassured you, sensing your hesitation. You peeked at him over your shoulder, seeing how he had his arms extended to hold you as soon as you got into the water.

“We’ll die” You cried though you kept going down.

“We’ll be just fine” He chuckled “Trust me, okay?”

As soon as you got into the water, still attached to the ladder as if it could save your whole life, his arms wrapped you up. You yelped as he tugged you off of your safe place, bringing you some feet away from the boat.

“For everything sacred in this world, please let me go back” You hissed, back pressed against his chest and eyes focused on the schooner, wondering why you tried to get into the water in the first place.

“Hey, calm down” He soothed you, squeezing you in a hug and resting his chin on your shoulder “Breathe in” He instructed you, and you complied “Breathe out” He continued, and you did it again.

“Yeah… Yeah, I think that worked” You sighed, a little bit more relieved, “Maybe I could even be alo—“ You interrupted yourself to scream, turning around desperately to wrap his waist with your legs, squirming as you hold him for dear life “Something touched me!” You yelled, trying to check the water to see what had just bickered you.

He didn’t answer you at first.

You glanced at him, noticing the compromising position you put both of us in. He looked down to avoid your chest on his eye level, ears burning in embarrassment as he held you by your sides delicately, unsure of how he should act. You felt your face burning when you noticed how your hands tugged on his hair, body pressed impossibly closer to him.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry” You mumbled, loosening your hold.

“It must have been some fish” He muttered, still refusing to look at you.

“Yeah…” You nodded “You guys said that there are tons of fishes here, right?” You asked awkwardly, and he nodded to confirm it “Cool…” You cleared your throat.

He lifted his head, looking into your eyes as he adjusted his hold to your body, eyes wavering as he tried to focus his gaze on you. The moment was a little bit too intimate. You noticed how your legs were still around his waist, bodies pressed against each other, and breaths mingling, warming up your face. You let your eyes wander to his lips before returning your gaze to meet his.

The moment made your stomach flutter.

“Am I… Am I imagining things or…” He cleared his throat “I’m sorry but are you… Can I…” He floundered with his words, too flustered to say whatever he wanted to say.

“Kiss me?” You questioned, and he snapped his eyes to yours again.

“I mean… I shouldn’t have suggested it at all!” He said startled “I’m so sorry, this is so unprofessional! I didn’t mean to—“ You snorted, cupping his cheeks to make him stop talking.

“I want to” You reassured him, staring at his lips “Can I?” You asked unsurely, checking for any signs of hesitancy in his eyes.

“Please” He chuckled, sliding one hand to cup your face as the other one kept supporting your waist.

He didn’t need to tell you twice.

You slammed your lips against his, hands sliding to entangle his neck and play with his hair as you kissed each other. He hummed, hand going to the back of your head to keep you as close as possible to him. The kiss tasted like watermelon ─ sweet and kinda wet and sloppy ─, and you almost couldn’t remember you were in the middle of the sea, on Valentine’s day, kissing a complete stranger.

A charming and sweet stranger, to be fair.

He rested his forehead on yours as soon as the kiss came to an end, breathing heavily and closing his eyes to enjoy the moment for a while. You smirked; twirling his locks on your finger and making him shiver for a second. He opened his eyes, staring at you in complete bliss.

“Wow” He muttered.

“I agree” you chuckled, kissing his cheek before trailing the path to his jaw “Maybe we should repeat it sometime” You suggested, feeling how he tensed as you whispered against his skin.

“You mean like now?” He giggled “Because I’m more than up to it”

“I meant more like a date after the ride ends?” You said unsurely, shyly checking for his reaction.

“I’m more than up to it as well” He smiled, brushing his nose on yours “Not that we need to do only one of those things…” He said suggestively making you chuckle “I kinda want to take advantage of how sweet your lips taste right now… If you’re up to it” He cleared his throat.

“I’m more than up to it” You grinned, pecking his lips.

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cocoarosalia · 6 years

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Truth or Shot (LadyNoir)

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“Chat, i don't know about this” Ladybug said eyeing the high end bottle of tequila between them and the makeshift spinner that was aimed right at her.

“What’s not to know” Chat Noir rebutted with his famous sly smile.

“Truth or shot?”

When Ladybug asked Chat to be her drinking partner this wasn’t even close to what she had in mind. And yet, she shouldn’t have expected anything less from his usual grandiose theatrics. Especially after her tearful cries to him for comfort.

And it was so stupid too. What did it matter that her boyfriend for the past 6 months suddenly just decided to up and ditch her for some skank with massive tits? Wasn’t her fault she wasn’t packing a pair of state fair, blue ribbon watermelons under her shirt. But even with that ladybug still found herself buying the biggest bottle of vodka her wallet could muster and crying to chat to drink with her until she forgot who she really was under the mask. He agreed but only on two conditions.

A) she let him buy the alcohol for the occasion (because according to him her choice was “insultingly cheap”)

B) that they drink it his way (“What’s the point in destroying bad thoughts if you can’t have a little fun”)

Had she have known that his way consisted of a russian roulette of shots and dirty black secrets she would’ve easily settled on just chugging it alone in her apartment until she passed out watching old cartoons. But that was just the effect Chat had on her. One teasing smile and a gaze into those way too sexy emerald eyes and she could follow him to the ends of the earth.

Which coincidentally happened to be at the bottom of a Don Julio bottle.

Ladybug eyed the clear bottle again. On the one hand she could just keep everything buried in the shadows and just drink to her stomach’s discontent. On the other hand was the fact that she knew she had rather loose lips once alcohol got involved. So the way she saw it it was either voluntary truth or involuntary spewing of information….

She’d rather be aware of her stupidness first-hand

“Alright kitty, what do you wanna know?”

God, she could feel her hands pricking with pins and needles as she awaited her dreaded fate. This was such a stupid idea and she knew it but she was desperate for mental escape. But what would he ask? Would he ask of her identity, her true feelings of him, something even worse? Her heart beat erratically as she stared down his alluringly green eyes. She steeled her nerves, prepared to deflect anything.

“Last tuesday when you said my new scarf looked dumb and then said you were kidding...did you actually mean that?”

Oh that’s right, this is chat we’re talking about...he’s about as deep as water poured on a glass counter

Ladybug groaned in a mix of relief and annoyance “Yes kitty I meant that. The scarf actually brought out your eyes quite nicely”

“Works for me!” He grinned with his usual boyish charm. Taking the tequila bottle by the neck he carefully poured himself a shot and tipped it back. She couldn’t contain her composure as she snorted at his face twisted in disgust.

“Now explain to me why YOU’RE the one drinking again?”

“Oh simple” he said casually “Refuse to answer, you drink. Decide to answer, I drink”

“So either way, one of us is getting smashed”

“Or both of us, depending on how the night goes”

Ladybug’s lips split into an eager smile. “Sounds fair to me” She took hold of the spinner and whipped it around “Now let’s see how far we can really go”

Unsurprisingly, the arrow landed on everyone’s favorite feline. She looked at his face for any kind of discomfort but it appeared his poker face was air tight as he balanced his shot glass on the tip of his nose.

“Well kitty?” she said, leaning back into her chair atop a cafe roof “Pick your poison”

“Ooo sexy choice of words my lady” Chat replied, still relaxed in his own chair “But for the sake of fun i’ll choose truth”

Ladybug drummed her fingers along her chin, humming absently while she thought about her question. When it finally hit her, her eager smile slid into something more devious and rather mischievous.

“What was the last thing you searched on your phone”

A flurry of giggles spilled from her lips as she watched Chat nearly fall out of his chair and directly onto his poor kitty cat ears.

“W-why do you wanna know that?” He demanded

She smirked at his clear discomfort “Because either I get to learn about all those naughty fanfics that I KNOW you read on your off time OR I get to see you squirm and down another shot”

Ladybug was really starting to turn her opinion around on this whole game of his since it meant watching the inner machinations of her poor kitty’s mind (which of course amounted to nothing more than a knocked over milk carton). Chat wracked his brain endlessly for some type of loophole out of this, but, sadly he could find none and had to concede defeat.

He straightened out his back and cleared his throat. Ladybug rolled her eyes, all of this for a silly secret. What a ham.

“The last thing I looked at were porn fics about us”

She was stunned silent. She didn’t think he’d actually admit it! She moved to blindly just pour herself a shot but then paused. What if he was lying? Even better, if he was telling the truth...just how filthy were these fics of his?

“I’d like your phone please minou” She said plainly

Chat’s eyes were as wide as the twinkling moon above them “FOR WHAT!? I told the truth”

Ladybug clicked her teeth disapprovingly “Now kitty, such an outlandish answer demands proof don’t you think?”

“Not really, no”

she swooped up his phone into her hands before he could even have time to blink “Isn’t that unfortunate for you then”

She fully expected for him to be lying, covering up something more embarrassing under something lewd and outrageous

Oh how she only wished

Pages upon pages, bookmarks beyond bookmarks of various levels of smut were plastered along his phone screen. And the worse part was that it ranged! One minute she could be glancing over a sweet intimate peace on them revealing themselves to one another and in a heartwarming flurry of emotions they would pour out their love in a beautiful show of trust and acceptance….

And the next she’s reading one where Chat has her strung up in a hotel room with a vibrator shoved up between her legs while he’s smacking her ass and she’s calling him sir and begging for more

Suffice it to say the cat was well out of its bag

Ladybug gently put the phone down with her face matching well to her suit and was instantly met with both shot glasses filled to the brim being pushed her way. She glanced up at him, considering protesting but his reply left her with nothing to combat against

“One is for me telling the truth. The other is for putting me through that humiliation”

She sighed and bravely downed both shots, the plan was to get wasted after all

Shortly after that little fiasco the pair fell into something of a rhythm. They asked about each other’s lives and families, experiences and regrets and within about 3 shots each they were pretty fucking comfortable with one another.

“Did your parents ever give you the birds and bees talk?”

“My father? Not a chance in hell. The man tossed me a ‘my body and me’ book and never looked back. Have you ever, you know, ‘walked in’ on your parents?”

“I so supremely do NOT want to relive that trauma (I still will never look at marshmallows the same ever again) so I move to drink.”

“Booo lame ladybug”

“Oh shut up you weren’t there in the fall of my 11th year”

“Was it really that bad-”

“YES IT WAS THAT BAD NOW LET ME DESTROY THE MEMORIES IN ALCOHOL”

It was about 4 more shots in and the realization that, yes, Ladybug has had a wardrobe malfunction once before (AND ON THE ONE DAY HE HAD TO TAKE OFF FOR OTHER WORK) that she began to finally feel all the booze hit her system. Suddenly the space around her began to feel hazy and warm while her suit felt itchy and too tight. Her glazed eyes peered over at chat gulping down another shot. And then, she had that thought. The kind of thought that only borderline drunks and rabid fangirls has.

Chat was stupidly attractive

Ok, obviously she’d never say he was bad looking at all but he was a FAR cry from what he used to look like when they were just plucky teenagers trying to figure out what the hell a hormone even was. He used to be nothing but skin and bone, Lithe, lanky, and in much need of a well cooked homemade meal. Not to mention his speech wasn’t much better with his sizeable collection of horrendous puns and white knight way of “courting” her. It was cute and all, maybe even charming sometimes, but she never felt anything more than a fluttering crush that would peter out under the immense weight of her puppy love crush on Adrien Agreste.

But somewhere in between their usherance into adulthood and agreeing that fucking during work time would NOT be the best use of their time, Chat decided to get all….stimulating.

I mean just a heads up that he would run off and be remodeled into the son of Adonis himself would’ve been appreciated. He grew to a dizzying 6”3 seemingly overnight, towering over her tiny frame and taking an annoying amount of pleasure from their height difference. He grew his hair out longer and was apparently hitting the gym EVERY. FUCKING. DAY cause while he wasn’t a beef cake he definitely was not the one you’d wanna fuck with in a bar fight

But on a rooftop with all her inhibitors drowned in a sea of Don Julio?

She’d fuck with him. Ohhhh She’d fuck with him goooooood.

Ladybug suddenly stood up from her seat and slowly raked her eyes over Chat’s sculpted body. He looked at her with a confused expression. ‘He has no idea, does he?’ She mused ‘That makes this even more fun’.

It was as if her body was running completely on autopilot, operating on nothing but blind desire. She sauntered her way to the other side of the table, her hips swaying to an almost exaggerated extent. She could tell that Chat was getting antsy now, his tail flicking around nervously. She was getting way too close for someone not saying a word.

So when she just plopped herself onto his lap and wrapped her arms possessively around his neck it was like the air was being knocked clean out of him.

“W-woah there cowgirl!” He sputtered nervously “I think your seat is on the other side of that table over there”

Ladybug ignored him, much to his dismay. She just pressed her body in closer, the smell of the alcohol seeping from her lips. It left his mind empty for a moment. Normally the smell of alcohol made him feel a little nauseous but with it being mixed with her cherry gum that she must’ve been chewing earlier it left him with a all too familiar tingle sitting at the meeting of his legs. She really needed to hop off him...preferably sooner rather than later.

She lifted her head from the cook of his neck and looked up at him. Damn, she was even cuter and sexier up close. Age clearly did wonders for his favorite bug. Her face still had its usual plush cheeks, dotted with freckled that looked like stars dancing across her face. And she even stayed pretty much the same height (to which he will never get over since it meant he could plop his head atop hers which, come on, who wouldn’t). But she must’ve sold her first born to Aphrodite cause when they met she was as thin as paper with the non-existent curves to match.

But now?

Now, she apparently just decided to have the body of a valley with abs of military grade steel and an ass that just refuses to quit (that he would honestly murder for). She was all the woman he could dream and drool for, powerful and athletic but still quite huggable after a bad day

And let him reiterate...she REALLY needs to hop off him

“Kitty” She sang sweetly in his ear “Let’s keep drinking”

Chat laughed nervously “I would say sure but first you’d need to be off of my lap for me to reach it and second I think you’ve had just about enough liquid courage in your system.”

She puffed out her cheeks defiantly. “Bullshit” She slurred out “I can get it my damn self! Just stay right here”

…….

“Oh this isn’t even fair”

Ladybug sat up on her knees, still nested comfortably on top of his legs and stretched herself backward to grab the bottle off the table. He had to hold on to her lower back with both hands just to keep her from falling off. Chat suddenly got a full open view of her smooth plane of stomach, delicately sculpted abs and soft peaks of breasts.

His mouth felt horribly dry, and there was really only one way he wanted to quench it

“Hah! Told you I could do it!” She exclaimed when she sat back up. Ladybug was a giggling mess, but not entirely at random. She knew what she was doing and she knew EXACTLY how it was affecting her favorite feline (These suits are obscenely thin). But she didn’t care. Chat wasn’t kidding about that liquid courage thing either, she felt like she could do anything her little heart desired. And unfortunately for his self-control that meant him.

“Congrats buginette but that still doesn’t change the fact that-”

“Chaton” She interrupted, the booze lightly clutched in her hand “Where do you go when we don’t patrol together”

He initially thought she was joking, teasing him about being unfaithful or something. Her eyes spoke to him differently though. There was a kind of mirth behind her eyes, a playfulness that gave him a feeling of high alert. This was still a game to her. But to what end? He hadn’t the slightest clue.

He attempted to laugh it off “Don’t tell me you think i’m swaying my tail for another superhero. I’m a one cat woman, Ladybug. Plus you could easily snap me in half over your knee so I’d rather not cheat on you”

He petted her head softly. If he could just lull her into passing out on his chest then he can just drop her off at her apartment and deal with his own biological problem in the comfort of his own apartment with some well written smut (Satisfaction Brought It Back, here he comes!). But Ladybug wasn’t giving in that easy.

She shook off his warm hand and started to giggle drunkenly “Someone’s a liar~” She cooed “That means that it’s BOTTOM’S UP KITTY CAT!”

Chat suddenly had the tequila bottle forced up against his lips. He swallowed down two big gulps of the burning liquid and spat out the rest. Ladybug laughed almost maniacally at his predicament.

“Christ that burns” Chat said after catching his breath “And are you insane? I’m not lying!”

Her laughing dyed down to a light chuckle “That’s not what that cute baker girl told me~”

The color that once painted his face was dyed a complete white. There’s no way she knew. He always waited at least 5 minutes before approaching her apartment. She’s just crazy! Yea...she was just being a crazy, deluded drunk…

Right?

Her lips were just a hair’s breadth away from his ear “From what I hear, you’ve been visiting that Marinette girl eeeevery night when you’re not with me”

“A-and what about you” He said defensively “It’s not like you’ve been able to keep your hands to yourself around that model Adrien….A-at least from what I’ve heard anyway”

Honestly he couldn’t care less that she was more into him as a civilian than a hero. As time wore on and they got older he realized that if she liked him one way then chances were that she’d like him the other way too. He was honestly just being a pussy about the whole thing but figured that he’d wait until she was ready. Until then he had no problem playing her mystery lover that she could visit in the dead of night. His window will always be open for her.

Ladybug hummed in agreement “Hmm that is true I do enjoy rocking his little model world whenever I can”

‘I know she’s talking about me but that salt doesn’t burn any less’

“But the way I see it” Her eyes darkened with a predatory hunger “He’s not here right now, is he?”

Chat felt like he was having an out of body experience. Ladybug, his partner in justice, woman of his heart and subsequent wet dreams was currently smacking her cherry alcohol tasting lips to his. It was all he had ever wished for in the dead of night. He had reached his nirvana!

….until his stupid conscious had to come kicking him in his leather bound tail

He let out a small whimper of regret. He could feel Ladybug just starting to poke her tongue through his lips right before he took hold of her face. He pulled her away and caught his breath. The look in her eyes set his whole body on fire, eyes foggy with wanton desire and lips tinted pink with what little kissing she could get in. Fuck, he wasn’t drunk enough for this!

“Look,” He said reluctantly “I want this, sweet merciful christ I want this so fucking bad it quite literally hurts to not have my tongue down your throat right now.” He sighed for what felt like the 15th time that night “But I am a gentleman first and I won’t take advantage of you like this. You’re drunk, possibly emotionally damaged as well, and it would honestly be scummy of me to prey on that just because I want to fuck you into the morning light. I’m taking you home, you’re gonna go to bed and we’re gonna forget any of this even happened. Plus, who knows, you might just reconcile with your ex or some sappy shit like that”

“Well that’s fucking stupid”

Huh?

Ladybug honestly looked annoyed by his impassioned speech. She put the alcohol back onto the table and wrapped her arms back around Chat’s neck. She even wiggled her butt on his lap to punish him a little.

“I don’t give a ripe, flying fuck about that dickless fuckboy.”

Chat doesn’t think he’s ever heard her say fuck so many times in a sentence….it was honestly super hot

“As much as i’ve been fucking Adrien I know he has his sights on another. So I’m currently 0-2 on getting consistent dick and it’s making me want to beat the nearest criminal till he bleeds out”

‘This feels like a one-sided conversation and I genuinely do not care’

“Now you listen here, kitty cat. I like you. Hell, I think I might even love you. Certainly enough to have been wanting to fuck you since entering college. So are you gonna let me have what I want?”

‘This night could not possibly get any better!’

He leaned in to give her everything he had and more but paused ‘Oh wait. Yes it can!’

“One question before we wake up the neighborhood”

Ladybug clicked her tongue in irritation “What now?”

Chat laughed at her eagerness and nestled in her chest “What exactly was your ex’s name anyway?”

“What does that matter?” She was getting impatient, how cute

“Because,” Chat dropped his suit and looked up at her with a dangerously playful look in his eye “Famous model Adrien Agreste wants to make sure he calls him by the right name while i’m bragging about how good i’m giving it to you”

Ladybug didn’t even bother making a show out of dropping her suit as she grabbed the tequila one last time, taking a massive swig “His name was Liam”

Adrien took it from her hands and swallowed the rest

“Let’s see if we can make you forget that”

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Chapter Four: I'll Keep You Safe, Jagiya

Summary: Kang Hyunyul has had a good life since he left the Jindo gang. But when he finds out that Do Jin is going to be temporarily released, he's stressed and the return of an old flame triggers familiar feelings and with them, the old memories of the only real thing of his complicated past. All while she was saving his life, literally putting her life on the line. Chapter Summary: Sujin confronts Dojin about their deal and Hyunyul makes a final decision. Warning: Violence, implied domestic violence, possessive!Hyunyul, protective!Hyunyul, lemme know if I missed anything. A/N: I'm phenomenally late aren't I? I'm so sorry. If you hung around waiting, thank you. Y'all are real ones.

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three

Sujin's mind was a mess. She knew that Dojin wouldn't listen to her. So she'd impulsively sneaked into the school.

She was standing just outside the auditorium when she heard Hyunyul and his friends bickering to just wait for some time.

All of a sudden, there was a big bang, one that made her jump. There was complete and utter silence, her heart beating faster in terror, which then turned into anger.

She stomped out of the school, anger running like lava in her veins. She would've enjoyed the nice sunny weather if she didn't know that her "boyfriend" was just around the corner.

When she turned, there he was, leaning his back against the wall. Her fist automatically swung towards his face, but Dojin caught it and locked it behind her back, pulling her closer.

"To what do I owe the welcome?" He whispered, the almost evil undercurrent audible. Sujin tried to wrench her arm from his grasp, but was only successful in stumbling a few steps back, pulling him with her.

He grinned and let go of her arm, fingers going into her hair instead and pulling her into a kiss. She froze for a few second, but recovered fast and kissed him back in what she hoped seemed like passion.

She still remembered the times he used to do that back when she didn't know the consequences of not accepting Yojun's deal.

Back when she'd been naive enough to think that he actually cared.

Disgust rose in her when she pushed him back gently. She resisted the urge to wipe her lips with the back of her hand as he just stared at her with a smug smile.

"You broke your goddamn promise," she said. He only batted a hand at her and started walking away when she grabbed his shoulder. "We had a deal."

He sighed and looked at her with a deadpan expression. "He ratted me out. What else do you think I should do?"

Sujin growled. "Well, fine then. We're done."

She turned, knowing that he would grab her wrist. "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.

She shrugged and glanced at him. "You broke our deal. What else do you think I should do?"

She thought he'd just scoff at her mocking voice, but instead he twisted her arm behind her and brought her close, holding her hair in a painful grip. Her heart started beating faster, her vision turning blurry slowly, only focusing on the guy in front of her.

Memories flashed in her mind. The man in them had a different face, but it was enough for the adrenaline to flow in her veins.

"Don't mock me, you hear?" Do Jin said menacingly.

"Let me go," she said, trying to sound as calm as she could. He only tightened his grip on her hair and she could feel the fear starting to spread, her blood turning cold.

"Dojin," an icy voice said behind her. "You should do as she says."

He scoffed, letting her go. "You have the nerve to show up here, you rat bastard?"

"You know, I really didn't want to fight you, Do Jin," he said, smirking. "But, you test my patience."

He pushed Sujin to the side and she fell, her feet not holding enough strength to hold her up at the moment. She looked only at the ground, too panicked to process the events unfolding. Her head was bent down, her hair falling at one side of her face.

The only thing she could hear and feel was her heart beating on a speed that probably wasn't normal.

Hyunyul's hands were balled into fists, knuckles itching to dig into his jaw. But, he was still trying not to get into a fight.

He mostly just wanted to break his teeth for kissing Sujin. He'd gotten out of the school, horrified, knowing that Dojin had a hand in orchestrating it.

He was also angry that he'd do something that could have hurt his friends badly too. Yichan was nowhere to be seen, and they'd just jumped down from the stage to argue with the stage manager when the stage lights above had fallen.

They'd all exited the hall after cleaning up, everyone just thankful no one was hurt. But Hyunyul walked down the nearest pathway, knowing his old friend turned new enemy would be there.

What he hadn't been expecting to see though, was him and Sujin kissing. The visual made him pause, needing to blink once before confirming that he had been seeing what he thought he had been seeing.

He had been seconds away from wrenching her away from him and just beating him to hell and back.

But, he'd stayed back, looking at them talk for a bit. They'd seemed to be fighting, which had given him a feeling of wicked pleasure, already knowing it wasn't going to end well.

But then, he'd pulled her back and his expression turned dark. He'd seen the change it had caused in her. She went from the brave, reckless girl he knew to a scared one. Hyunyul saw her muscles tense up rather than getting even more relaxed like she usually would, and the way she had been trying to get her arm out of his grip, he knew she was absolutely frightened.

It was what had made him walk forward and demand her release.

No one treats my girl like that.

Watching her fall on the ground only raised his anger and he finally reacted, swinging his fist to hit the side of his face. Dojin tried to hit back, but the anger and adrenaline running in his veins, made him flawlessly dodge and hit him in the ways that he knew. He still got hit a few times, but nothing too serious.

It finally got to the point where Dojin seemingly knew that he wouldn't win, so he just started walking away with a glare.

"You'll regret this, Kang Hyunyul," he said, the anger at being humiliated radiating off of him.

When he was finally out of sight, Hyunyul kneeled in front of Sujin, who was still trembling, her breaths shaky and eyes wide. He didn't know what to do, as he'd never seen her like that. She was never the kind to panic or flounder in a situation. She always kept calm and formulated a plan.

He frowned, placing a hand on her shoulder gently. He felt her tense up immediately, which only made his concern and curiosity rise.

"Sujin," he said softly, hoping his gentle voice would bring her back. "Hey, he's gone."

She seemed to snap out of her trance at that as she looked at him, pure fear written all over her face. Then her eyes somehow got even bigger as she touched his torn lip with a thumb, her hand cupping his cheek.

"You're hurt," she said, her voice unusually low. "Why are you hurt?"

"It's nothing, I'm fine," he said. "Are you okay?"

She shrugged a shoulder, looking away from him, blinking rapidly. His hand went from her shoulder to brushing her hair back from her face, the urge to hug her taking over.

"I expected that kinda thing from him, so I'm not surprised," she said casually, causing him to remember that she had rejoined the gang. He retracted his hand fast like he'd been burned.

"So you're both together now," he said, knowing what the answer would be before she nodded. He gave a single nod before he stood up, picking up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

The pain that he was feeling was pretty much muted. He didn't want her to see the tears in his eyes, so he showed his back to her.

"Tell him to stay away from me and my friends," he said in a monotone voice. He could feel her gaze burning into his back, but couldn't get himself to look at her.

"Yeah. I'll make sure he doesn't," she said in a soft voice. He nodded and walked away, not daring to look back.

He would never look back.

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Chapter Three: I Know What Happens, Jagiya

All while she was saving his life, literally putting her life on the line.

Chapter Summary: Sujin makes a deal with Do Jin, while being careful about her secrets. Hyunyul's cautiousness is thrown out of the window when it comes to her.

Warning: Implied physical abuse, Protective!Hyunyul, Do Jin being a very creepy a-hole, angst with no comfort(yet hehe) lemme know if i gotta add something.

A/N: Again, I'm so sorry for posting so late, I've been tired and lazy, plus I wanted to make this chapter perfect too and I've had other things on my mind. Whoever waited, tysm ilysm y'all are literal angels. New people, hello. And also, I switched on my asks, y'all can ask questions and I'll do my best to answer them. Again, thank you for reading. Constructive criticism is always welcome, be sure to tell me how I can improve.

Chapter One Chapter Two

"Leave Hyunyul alone? Why?" Do Jin asked.

Sujin shrugged, crossing her legs. "I just don't think he's worth it, y'know?" she said nonchalantly, hoping he couldn't hear the rapid beating of her heart, because she surely could. She felt like it was going to beat out her chest and land onto Do Jin's lap.

He looked her up and down again and she felt disgusted, remembering that she might need to keep up this ruse for a long time.

"Hmm. We'll see," he said. Not the answer she was looking for, but she had to work with it.

She got up and started walking toward the door when Do Jin said, "You do remember what we do to the people who come back, right?"

She grimaced internally, her shoulders tensing. She sighed and nodded, "I know. I'll be fine."

"Alright, then. See you tomorrow."

♬♩♪♩ ♩♪♩♬

"Alright, guys, don't be late for the rehearsal, alright?" Majoo said with a pointed look.

Everyone mumbled in agreement and got up, packing their bags. Majoo, Siguk, Sebum and Hyunyul exited the guesthouse together, leaving Eungyeol and Yichan to bicker amongst themselves.

Everyone went their own way in a few minutes, tired and wanting to sleep. Hyunyul strolled along absentmindedly looking down at the street, kicking little stones in the way and smiling at the sound of dried leaves crunching beneath his feet.

Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps and lifted his head to see someone with their hands stuffed in their pockets, almost hiding their face under the hood of their hoodie.

He squinted for a second before his eyes widened and his feet took him there quickly before he could tell himself to not do exactly that. He stopped in front of the person.

They stopped just before crashing into him and looked up. They reached till his shoulders, but the eyes were familiar, again.

Earthy brown, but hurt and tired.

Hyunyul's muscles went rigid as he flicked the hood back to see Sujin under the streetlight with a torn lip and a black eye.

"What the actual hell?" he blurted out, the idea of being cautious around her going out the window as I tipped her face up with a finger under her chin to check her neck for bruises. As I expected, there were fresh bruises showing up on her skin.

"It's fine, I'm fine," Sujin said, batting a hand. I gave her a pointed look and she cleared her throat, tucking a black strand behind her ear.

"Who did this to you?" he asked.

"I said it's fine. I just got into a fight," she said.

He scoffed in disbelief. "You got into a fight and didn't fight back? Do I look like an idiot to you?"

She sighed and stepped to the side, walking ahead and increasing Hyunyul's irritation. He grabbed her arm as she passed, causing her to cry out and clasp his wrist. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at her again, with more worry clouding his eyes. He pulled the sleeve up to reveal a bandaged wound and looked back up at her face. She was looking anywhere but at him out of guilt.

Despite his caution, despite everything in him told him to be careful, he found himself sighing and holding her hand. "Let's go, I'll walk you home."

He reveled in the warmth of her hand. He'd always wondered if people's hands were supposed to fit together so perfectly. The curve of her hand in his and he felt like he had everything that he could want in this whole wide world.

"No!" Sujin exclaimed, but he could sense the reluctance with which she let go of his hand. "No, it would be dangerous, I'll go myself."

"You're talking about dangerous? Sujin, you didn't fight back. You let them beat you up while already having a wounded arm. I don't know what's going on but I'm sure as hell not gonna leave you alone for then to find you again."

"They won't," she said in an exasperated tone. He glared at her and opened his mouth to argue but she cut him to it. "Because the rejoining thing only happens once."

He was taken aback for a minute before his brain processed her words. His eyes grew a little wider and she nodded.

"Yeah. I joined back in the gang. So don't worry about me," she said casually.

Hyunyul felt a distinct pain in his heart. Unconsciously, he'd believed her when she'd said that she'd left that life behind. But apparently not. He felt disappointment spreading in every bone of his body as he stared at her.

He stepped back, his throat clogging up, nodded and walked on, wanting to turn back and shake some sense into her but he decided not to bother.

Sujin heard his footsteps going farther and farther away, her heart aching, her feet twitching as she stopped herself from running towards him, jumping in his arms and crying her heart out. She clasped her hands together, the one that had been in his still warm. She sighed tiredly, wanting nothing more than just to fall to the ground facedown and just laying there, but she forced her legs to move, one step, then another.

She couldn't break down now, when her plan was already in motion.

Once she reached home, she breathed in, taking a long, soothing breath in to delay her tears before opening the door and entering.

Her mother was lying on the couch, fast asleep, her head on the arm in an uncomfortable position with open mouthed snores echoing around the living room. Sujin went ahead and placed a cushion under her head, prompting her to shift. She admired her tired, peaceful face in the faint light of the lamp on the table beside the couch.

Jang Ji Ha had dark brown hair which was usually tied into a tight bun. But when it used to flow freely, she looked beautiful, like she was an angel.

She is, Sujin thought. The world doesn't deserve her.

She sighed softly, switching off the lamp and going to the kitchen. She soundlessly ate up her dinner, not even focusing on the food, she was only thinking about the plan she'd made with Yojun, find out if Do Jin was actually planning to start dealing drugs and have him caught red-handed at the first shipment.

Hyunyul's disappointed face from earlier flashed in her mind. She winced, pushing her hair back as she inhaled a shaky breath. She tried not to let it take over her mind.

She was doing it to save him too, in a way.

After all, she was changing what happened in the past so that he could live peacefully without his past with the gang hounding him.

Please, her mind spoke out in a mocking tone. You're doing this for yourself too.

As she flopped down on her bed, facing the ceiling, she realized that her mind was right. A big reason for all this was a selfish reason, maybe the first thought of selfishness she'd allowed to fester in herself for a long time. It made her happy in a way. Maybe she was finally learning to care for herself too.

Yeah, she told that mocking voice. I'm doing this so that I don't die early in the future.

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