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And So You Thought... Word Count : 5.7k TW : depictions of gore ; reader doubts ; zombie apocalypse ; kind of episode 1 & 2 spoilers, but also canon divergence by a lot ; Suhyeok being a really good boyfriend ; Request : Anonny asked "Can you write a Su-hyeok x reader angst to comfort?"

“I was gonna go play basketball before lunch was over... or do you want me to wait for you to finish your lunch? I can stay with you until you’re done, and we can walk back to class together.” Suhyeok sat beside you at the lunch table, his chin resting against his knuckles as he watched you, the feeling of his eyes on your face had you burning up under his gaze, but you quickly shook your head, giving him a tight lipped smile as you swallowed down the the food that you had been chewing.

“I’ll meet up with you in class, don’t worry.” It was your usual response considering he asked every day, and you thought that at some point he’d expect what you were going to say and just stop asking, but maybe he expected you to one day just agree to let him sit beside you until you were finished so he could actually walk you to class.

A soft hum drifted through his lips as he finally stood up, pressing a swift kiss to the top of your head before ruffling your hair. “Try to focus on eating your lunch instead of reading, jagi. It’ll keep your food from getting cold.” He teased, causing you to whip your head around and stick your tongue out at him which had both him and Cheongsan laughing. “Try to at least finish by the time Onjo and Cheongsan finish so you can walk up with them, okay?” He was right back to being serious and you simply nodded your head in agreement before looking back down at the pages of your book as he walked away.

With your lunch barely finished, you pushed away from the lunch table, only closing your book long enough to empty your tray in the garbage. “You’re not walking with us? We’re almost done if you want to wait…” Onjo called out to you as you walked by the table, but you simply shook your head, opening your book once more as you headed to the door.

The sound of screaming sounded from outside, and when you lifted your head you saw a swarm of students rushing towards the doors, the glass cracking as they slammed their fists against it to try to get in. “What the hell…?” You whispered to yourself, frozen in your spot as the glass shattered and the students fell to the floor in front of you. It wasn’t until you saw someone… or something that had once been a someone come running towards the lunch room, they seemed rabid, and you were stunned into silence when you saw one of these… things bite into someone, tearing their flesh from their neck, the chunk of skin dangling from the mouth of this once student.

“Come on! Move!” Cheongsan shouted as he grabbed the bag of your sweater, yanking you away from the doors and the hoard of students and used to be students. “Go! Go with Onjo!” He screamed, pushing you towards her as he pushed back the crazed students that had no emotions in their eyes, their teeth bared as they snapped at Cheongsan and anyone else that ran past them.

“What the hell is going on?!” You screamed over the commotion in the lunch room as you and Onjo tried to find anywhere to go, a way to escape the chaos and the horror that was unfolding in front of your eyes.

There was no response, and everything was moving so fast yet so slow as you both watched people that you used to chat with in the halls getting attacked by these vicious students, or pushed aside by other students that were just as scared trying to find a way out. “I… I don’t know… Cheongsan!!” She called out his name, calling him over as she pointed to a window, seemingly the only means to an escape from the lunchroom.

“Go! Go go go!” He shouted back, rushing over to where you and Onjo stood, dodging everyone and everything that came towards him until he reached the both of you, pushing you both up through the window. “We have to get up to the classroom…” He panted out as he climbed through the window after you and Onjo. “Let’s go.”

“Suhyeok…” You whispered, your heart sinking as you thought of your boyfriend that had left before you, hoping that he had made it to the classroom already, that he was safe. “What’s happening…?”

Cheongsan shook his head, pushing you forward as Onjo tugged against the sleeve of your sweater, pulling you forward. “We can ask questions later, we need to get somewhere safe. Suhyeok is fine though… I’m sure of it.” The way his assuring words were simply tacked onto the end, it wasn’t as reassuring as you assumed they were supposed to be, but you didn’t really have the time to ask anything else or prod more as the sound of snarling and screaming grew closer, proving that whatever was going on, it was happening everywhere on the campus.

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Cheongsan and Onjo slammed their fists against the door to the classroom as the hoard of used to be students rushed towards them. Gyeongsu quickly opened the doors, allowing them to come in and catch their breath. “You made it… Oh my god!” Suhyeok exclaimed when he saw the two bracing themselves against their knees, sweat dripping from their foreheads, but his smile quickly fell when he looked behind them and saw that you weren’t there. “Where’s Y/N?”

His voice was flat, and his steps were quick, carrying him to the door to look out the windows, wishing to find you somewhere in the multitude of monsters, but also praying that you weren’t there, for your safety and his own sanity. “She was… she was right behind us…” Onjo stammered out, standing up straight and spinning around as if you’d miraculously show up right behind her or beside her. “I knew she was there… Right Cheongsan?”

Cheongsans head nodded quickly, his eyebrows furrowed as he silently questioned where you could have gone, or what could have happened while the three of you were running up to the classroom. “She was, she really was. We had to run and… Maybe she got caught up somewhere… Maybe she’s hiding somewhere. She’ll be okay…”

Suhyeok felt like his heart had fallen into the deepest pit of his stomach, his knees buckling as he leaned against the wall to hold himself up. “I need to go find her… She can’t be alone… She’s… I need to find her.” And, as if like a zombie himself, he started walking towards the door, his thoughts focused only on you, finding you.

“Hey! Hey, stop!” Gyeongsus voice was panicked as he tried to keep the door shut while Suhyeok tried to open it, the sound of the struggle drawing the attention of the zombified students towards the classroom. “She’s fine! You need to just calm down. We’ll find her! Right now we need to think of what we’re gonna do while we wait to be rescued. I’m sure someone called the police or something, and they’ll find her too… Just be patient.”

Patience… It was a crazy thing to be expected to have right now with everything that was going on. “How can I be patient at a time like this? Y/N is somewhere in the school… She’s probably alone and scared…” His jaw was set, he looked like a man that was about to risk it all, but he knew that doing so would risk the lives of everyone else in the room. “Why didn’t you look after her? Why didn’t you make sure she was with you?” His voice was low, filled with fear that he felt not knowing where exactly you were, laced with the anger he felt towards Cheongsan for not protecting you.

“What do you mean? How was I supposed to protect her, Onjo, and myself?” Cheongsan retorted, and it was obvious that he was on the defensive, especially considering the fact that it seemed like Suhyeok was blaming him for you not being there right now. “Why weren’t you there to keep her safe, to get her out of the cafeteria? Huh? What was so important that you had to leave early? Hmm? Is it because you had to meet up with Namra again?” The sudden accusatory question had Suhyeok jumping out of the chair that he had settled in, his ears burning a bright red but his nostrils flared with his anger.

“Don’t.” He practically growled through gritted teeth, his finger pressed against Cheongsans chest. “I’m not with Namra, I can’t believe you’d accuse me of that when my girlfriend is literally missing.”

Cheongsan chuckled humorlessly, stepping back from the prodding fingertip of Suhyeok, his lips pursed as he looked between his friend and the girl in question, the class president standing in the back of the room near the windows, her hair creating a curtain to shield her face, or maybe to block out the scrutinizing looks of everyone else in the room. “I never accused you of that… You’re the one who brought it up, not me.”

Syhyeok huffed loudly, taking a step towards Cheongsan, only for Gyeongsu to step in between them, placing his hands against both of their chests. “Stop it, both of you… Seriously. The last thing anyone needs is the stress of the two of you fighting. Just cut it out.” He said, already sounding exhausted. “Can we just try to figure out how to get in touch with someone… anyone? The police should have been here by now if someone called… Them or the fire department… Where are they?”

“We need to find a phone… Does anyone have a phone… Anything? Anyone?” Daesu asked, standing in the center of the room. “I mean, there’s not much else that anyone can do, right?” Suhyeok nodded in agreement, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he turned away from Cheongsan. “Someone in the class has to have kept their phone…”

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You had managed to make it to one of the empty rooms, barricading the door and shutting the curtains before finally allowing yourself to break down as you tried to process and comprehend what was really going on. You didn’t fully understand it, and you probably never would, but based on the absolute chaos and the scenes of havoc that you passed by while you had been running with Cheongsan and Onjo… It looked like a scene straight out of a zombie apocalypse movie. The only question was… What had caused it? When did it even start? Everything had seemed perfectly fine while you were at lunch and even before you had gone to the cafeteria.

Now probably wasn’t the time for you to be trying to rationalize what was happening, and it surely wasn’t the time for you to be trying to figure out a timestamp for when it had happened. You needed to find a way to get to the others. Did they even notice that you were gone? Did they even care? Was Suhyeok somewhere safe? Had he met up with Cheongsan and Onjo? Did he care that you weren’t there?

So many questions were running through your mind, and while they weren’t the best questions to be asking yourself, the noise in your own head was blocking out the sounds of screams coming from outside and the stomach turning guttural noises that were coming from the zombie-like students out in the hallway. You weren’t sure what was a better noise to be heard to be quite honest.

Maybe Suhyeok had met up with Namra again, just like he always did after lunch. He didn’t think you knew, but you heard around the school the rumors that the two of them were seeing each other on the side. You never wanted to believe it, but you couldn’t help but wonder if that was the reason why he hadn’t come back to the cafeteria to try to help you… Maybe he was helping Namra instead.

A loud thud against the door to the broadcasting room had you jumping out of your mind, back into the situation of the present which wasn’t at all better than the doubtful thoughts that plagued your brain. “Shit…” You muttered, cursing yourself for falling behind when you were with Cheongsan and Onjo. You had tripped once, and they were gone before you knew it, leaving you to either try to catch up with them and potentially get caught by one of the “zombies”, or run into the empty room in the hall and hope for someone to come find you.

The worst part was that you didn’t even know where exactly you were right now, you didn't know what floor you were on. You had been running so fast, all you wanted to do was get to safety, and now you didn’t even know the room number of your safe haven was. Your phone had been taken at the start of class along with everyone else’s, so you didn’t even have a way to get in touch with anyone else either. You felt stranded, and you were trapped, and you didn’t know how long you’d be stuck in that room, but you hoped that someone would come rescue you.

Running had been exhausting, and you at some point had fallen asleep against the wall in the corner of the room, leaving you with the worst neck cramp when you finally awoke. The funniest part, if you could use that word to describe it, was the fact that the nightmare that had startled you from your slumber wasn’t even about the zombies that hungered for your flesh that stood just a few feet away outside the wooden doors. No. Your nightmares were about Suhyeok and finding him with Namra, about him falling out of love with you, that is, if he even loved you anyway.

The sky outside had turned dark, the moon now hung high, surrounded by stars… If you could just stare at the night sky forever, you would surely be able to forget about the hell that you were currently living in. No one had come to find you yet… Were they waiting for you to come to them? They wouldn’t expect you to go out on your own, right? No, if they really cared about you, they’d come to you… Maybe they really had forgotten about you. It didn’t matter though… Not them… They might have forgotten… But someone was bound to come soon. Someone had to come… You’d be okay, and you’d get out of there, with or without them.

The front door to the broadcasting room opened slowly, and you could feel your heart stop and your stomach drop as you silently said your final goodbyes to everyone, the sentiments mixed in with curses at yourself for being foolish enough to not barricade the front door along with the back. “Y/N?” The voice was no more than a whisper, but it was familiar, and in the current situation, it was almost angelic. Someone had come to save you, and while it wasn’t who you expected, they were almost better. “Oh, thank goodness you’re alright… You’re okay, aren’t you?”

You lifted your tear budded eyes to look up, nodding your head slowly in agreement. “Ms. Park…” You whispered the name, wondering if maybe the sight of her was nothing more than a vivid hallucination brought on by a mixture of exhaustion, dehydration, and hunger. “Are you okay? Do you know what’s happening?”

A saddened breath left her, one that sounded almost pained as she blocked off the front door of the classroom and moved closer to you. “I’m okay… I don’t understand but… Have you seen the others? Is everyone else okay?” Her question had you dropping your gaze and shrugging your shoulders. You knew nothing. “It’s okay… Just… I’m glad you’re okay.” She looked around the room for a moment before heading into the recording room, and before you could question what she was doing, a loud crackle came over the intercom system.

The way she spoke, the speech that she made… Had she thought of it on her way to the room? It sounded like a farewell, like she was saying goodbye to everyone. Did she know something that the rest of you didn’t? How much had she seen on her way here? Was everyone able to hear her? The thought had you pushing yourself up off the floor and running into the recording room, asking her with your eyes if you could say something, and she quickly took a step back for you to take her place in front of the microphone.

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“Uhm… Hi… I’m still here… I’m still alive…” Ms. Parks voice had seemed like a god send, to know that there was still someone in the school that could help, that could call the authorities, but hearing your voice… It was like hearing an angel, and that’s exactly what Suhyeok thought as his feet carried him closer to the intercom speaker, his hand reaching up to the little box in the corner of the room. “Suhyeok… Cheongsan… Onjo… If you hear this… I hope you’re okay. I’m okay… Stay safe… I’ll see you all soon I hope…”

And then the speaker went silent, and while Suhyeoks heart had soared at the sound of your voice just a mere second ago, now the lack of it had his heart breaking and fresh tears brimming along his lower lashes. “She’s alive… Did you hear that? She’s alive…” He murmured, his hand still pressed against the speaker box, wishing that you’d just get back on and talk to him, even if you couldn’t hear his responses, he needed to hear you, to know that you were okay still, he needed that constant reassurance. “In the broadcasting room… They’re in the broadcasting room. We have to get there.”

He was rushing towards the door, and once again, he had to be held back by the men in the room. “Let’s wait for morning to move. We won’t be able to see if anything comes at us in the dark. She’s been fine this whole time, and now she’s with Ms. Park… She’ll be fine for a couple more hours. You’ll see her again.” Cheongsans voice was strained as he helped to hold Suhyeok back, but he finally went limp, his entire body loose in Cheongsans arms. “We need to get some rest if we’re going out there… Everyone just… Try to get some sleep. We’ll move to the broadcasting room in the morning.”

It sounded so easy when it was said… Just getting to the broadcast room, it should have been as easy as going downstairs to the next class… But it proved almost impossible considering the hallways were swarmed with zombies and even the slightest sound drew their attention. It was like walking out into a war zone and there were enemies everywhere.

Some faces were familiar, bringing a pang of guilt to Suhyeoks chest whenever he had to fight one off. It was hard to fight any of them, knowing that just 24 hours ago these were the same people that had smiled and waved to him, these were the same people that he had conversed with in the hallways on multiple occasions, and now these same people were rushing after him with dead eyes, fueled only by their hunger. The only thing that was keeping him moving forward now was the thought of you waiting for him, and he knew he had to get to you, he had kept you waiting long enough.

“We can’t keep going, there’s too many!” Wujin shouted as he and the rest of the guys tried to fight off the hoards. “There’s a classroom right here! Come on! We’ll just wait it out!” He screamed to Suhyeok who was still trying to push forward to get down the next set of stairs. “Come on!” He screamed, shoving back the zombied students before sliding open the classroom door, letting the girls run in and then following behind them into the room.

“Fuck!” Suhyeok shouted, kicking back one of the desks in frustration before going over to the window. “She’s waiting for me… she called for me… She probably thinks something happened…” His fingers ran through his hair as he leaned his head against the window pane, breathing heavily from the physical exertion of just getting down one floor. “What if something happened to her while she was waiting for me…?”

Cheongsan shook his head, patting Suhyeok on the shoulder. “I’m sure she’d rather wait a little longer to see you than to see you as a zombie. We’ll get down there, but we need to be smart about it. Okay?” Suhyeok swallowed thickly, hating the fact that Cheongsan was right, but not arguing against him because he was right. He knew that if the roles were reversed and he was the one waiting for you to come to him, he’d want you to be safe and smart with every move you made. “I’ve got a plan… let’s just wait a little longer, and then I’ll see if it works.”

Joonyeong reluctantly tapped both of them on the shoulders, his lips pulled into a thin line as they both turned to look at him. “We’ve got a problem…” He whispered, turning his attention towards the windows that lined the wall looking out towards the hallway. “One of the windows broke… well… two of the windows broke…” Both of the men’s eyes widened as they saw the hands of the zombies, their snarls louder than ever now. The plan couldn’t wait… They had to move, and they had to move now.

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“None of them have come yet…” You mumbled, your knees folded against your chest in the corner of the room, the corner that had essentially become your own, the small space somehow making you feel safer. “Something must have happened.”

You knew that being pessimistic wasn’t the right way to be at the moment, everyone needed to be as optimistic as possible, but sometimes a little bit of pessimism went a long way. When your mind was so filled with negativity, the slightest positive thing that happened seemed more amazing than ever. It was a shit way to look at things, but it was how you got through most days, and right now, you felt that that thought process was appropriate. “Hey, don’t think that way.” Ms. Park spoke softly in response, and even though her words told you to think differently, you could see it in her eyes, she was being just as pessimistic as you were. “I’m sure it’s hard for them to get down here… Let’s just… Hold onto hope.”

That was the hard part though, holding onto hope, it felt like you had been holding onto it forever, your hands were growing tired, your nails were digging into your palms. Why hold on when you could just let go? “Sure… Hold onto hope… Let’s do that.” You mumbled, letting your head drop forward to rest against your knees. There was no sense in being hopeful. The lack of first responders, the lack of literally anyone coming to get you, Ms. Park, and whoever else might be left out of the school… You had given up on having hope.

You were about to get up, head into the recording booth to have a couple minutes to yourself, the only place where you felt you could lose what was left of your sanity in peace, when a loud banging came against the window. It didn’t make sense, it looked like the end of a firehose, and while your interest was peaked to see who had thrown it, Ms. Park had immediately stood in front of you as if she were blocking you or protecting you from something. “Stay back… Okay?” She held her arm out in front of you as you nodded your head, taking a step back yourself just to be on the safe side, but then you saw a pair of shoes, and pants, and… maybe this was far fetched, but you were quite sure that a zombie student wouldn’t be able to climb down a hose ladder so well, or at all.

And then, as if on queue, Gyeongsu appeared outside the window, his eyes wide when he saw you and Ms. Park standing there, and it took no more than a second for you both to rush to the window and throw it open, pulling him in to safety. “Y-You’re okay, right? What’s happening out there? What’s going on? Where is everyone?” You had so many questions, but he simply shook his head, leaning back out the window, much to your worry, and then shouting up to someone to come down. “There’s others with you? Is it Onjo? Cheongsan? Who all is with you?”

But one by one, your questions were answered as everyone climbed down, being helped in by you and Ms. Park until the last person arrived.

“Y/N…” Suhyeok whispered your name as if it were a prayer leaving his lips, his hands bloodied, reaching out to grab your face, turning your head this way and that before grabbing your hands and looking them over. “You’re okay… You’re really okay. I was so worried about you, and I wanted to look for you, I wanted to find you… Cheongsan wouldn’t le-”

He had talked enough, and the only thing you wanted in that moment was to be held by him, to know 100% that he was real, that he had really made it, that he was okay and you were okay and you’d both be together from here on out. “I didn’t think you’d come…” You whispered, moving away from his chest to look around at everyone in the room, all of their eyes on you and Suhyeok at the moment, but there was one pair of eyes that had you stepping back and looking up at him, your eyebrows furrowing and your smile wavering. “You didn’t come back to the cafeteria… Why did you have to leave anyway… You always have to leave…” You took another step back, accidentally bumping into Wujin who grabbed onto your shoulders to steady you, but quickly dropped his hands when Suhyeok casted a glare in his direction.

“I thought Cheongsan would have been able to get you up to the classroom, I thought you’d be okay. I didn’t… I wanted to go back and find you, but I thought you’d be safe with him. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you… I should have been.” You hated the fact that everyone was staring at you, and even though you couldn’t see them doing it, you could feel the heat of their eyes on your back and it was making you uncomfortable. “I was gonna go play some basketball after lunch… That’s why I left early… The weather was nice and, I just thought I’d do that before class…”

You nodded your head, keeping your eyes down as you reluctantly began your walk back towards him, a pang of guilt in your chest for the assumptions that had filled your mind. “But you saved Namra… The two of you climbed in through the window together right before Cheongsan and Onjo got into the class.You were holding hands and everything.” Daesu exclaimed, and everyone in the room let out a collective groan of annoyance at his sudden urge to announce it. “Sorry…” He muttered, realizing just a second too late that he shouldn’t have said anything at all, but the damage was done and you froze in place in the middle of the room.

“You… saved her?” You whispered, letting the words roll off your tongue as if you were testing them, tasting them, and you hated the bitter aftertaste they left in your mouth. “Y/N… jagi… listen…” He tried to speak but you shook your head faster, your eyes squeezed shut as you held your hands up, not wanting him to get close to you. “No… No, I get it… She’s worth saving. Heaven forbid something happens to the class president… You couldn’t possibly let that happen, right? Make sure she’s safe, wouldn’t want her to be alone… Just leave your girlfriend to fend for herself, by herself… No, that’s fine.”

It felt like the room had shrunken to twice the size it once was, you were surrounded by a group of people who clearly didn’t give a single shit about what happened to you, and you didn’t want to be around them. “Where are you going? Y/N, wait!” Suhyeok called after you when he saw you walking off, but you silently flipped him off before slamming the door to the recording booth and sitting at the desk, thankful for the silence of the room.

“Should… Should someone talk to her? I can go?” Wujin raised his hand, looking around at everyone for some sort of acceptance to his offer, but he was only met with the scrutinizing gaze of Suhyeok. “What? I mean, she clearly doesn’t want to talk to you… Me and her, we’re kind of close, and… Maybe she’ll talk to me. I’m sure you all would rather her be on talking terms with someone just in case we have to move again… At least she’d go with us…”

Suhyeok scoffed, stepping closer to Wujin until the toes of their shoes touched, glaring down at the boy. “If she won’t talk to me, she’s not talking to anyone. I don’t want you around her… Don’t think that I don’t see the way you look at her… And I’m sure you’re hoping that because of what your stupid friend said that you’ll be able to have some sort of chance… But whatever she might be thinking, and whatever you’re thinking… It’s not true… Don’t get your hopes up. I love her, and only her… I’m not letting her go.” And with that, he moved him to the side, going straight for the recording booth and walking inside. “Jagi…”

“I don’t want to talk right now…” You mumbled, curled up in the little desk chair, making yourself smaller so that no one could see you over the back of the chair through the booths window. “I came in here because I wanted to be alone… You’re ruining that for me.”

Your words didn’t stop him from coming closer though, his arms practically caging you in on the chair when he placed his hands on the arm rests. “Do you really think that I left you in the cafeteria on purpose… That I knew this would happen once I was gone?” Of course you didn’t think that, no one could have known that something like this was going to happen, it was completely out of everyone’s control. “I was terrified… I didn’t know what was going on, and I wanted to get back to the cafeteria so I could save you. I couldn’t make it though… I would have died.” You winced at the thought of anything happening to him, the tension in your body slowly fading the more you listened to him talk. “I saved Namra… I did… But that’s just because I came across her on my way to the classroom. It’s not like I was looking for her… I was trying to get to safety… And I was hoping, praying… That Cheongsan had you, that he’d bring you back to the classroom, or that he at least had you somewhere safe with him and Onjo.” He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, shakily as he moved his hands from the arm rests to grab your own, lacing his fingers between yours. “When Cheongsan came back without you… I had never felt more scared than I did at that moment… I felt like shit, and I wanted to come find you, but they stopped me. I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner. I’m sorry I let you down… But I love you, and I don’t want to leave this room, or any other room unless you're with me, unless I’m holding your hand… So please, come back out?”

His thumb brushed lightly across the back of your hand, and you finally took the time to notice the dried blood that stained his perfect skin, the crimson blotches that covered his once crisp white button up. He had been through a lot to get here, not just him, but everyone else. You had been lucky enough to be in the safety of the broadcasting room, and you had been fortunate enough to have been found by Ms. Park. They had gone through hell just to get to this room, but they had made it, and you couldn’t forget the look in Suhyeoks eyes when he had first seen you when had climbed through the window. If he didn’t love you, his eyes wouldn’t have become glassy, his bottom lip wouldn’t have trembled when he took those final steps to close the distance between the two of you, a distance that had felt miles long instead of a couple floors away. He loved you, and you could feel it when he had wrapped his arms around you, when he had cupped your cheeks, and you could feel it now as he held your hands. “I love you… I’m sorry…” You whimpered, feeling the fresh stream of tears begin to trickle down your cheeks, the overwhelming emotions from everything that was going on were finally being processed, and all you could do was cry, but he was there, and he made quick work to wipe away each tear with steady fingers and gentle swipes of his thumb. “If we get out of here… We should go on a really nice date… Maybe a picnic if the weather is nice…” You whispered, placing your hands over his as they grazed along your cheek.

A soft chuckle left him, vibrating his chest, and the sound was so strange, yet so welcomed at such a time that you didn’t want it to stop, you wanted to hear it for hours, it was so… soothing. “When we get out of here… I’m going to take you on the best date… I’ll go anywhere with you, just say the time and the place… As long as you’re there, I’ll be there too.” He leaned in, pressing a kiss to your lips, one that seemed to last longer than usual, but not as long as you had wanted it to. “Let’s get back out there… We’ll figure out what we’re doing, and then we’ll start planning those dates.”

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r3flrt · 2 years

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☆ AOUAD WHEN THEIR CRUSH SLEEPS ON THEIR SHOULDER

synopsis | how aouad reacts to their crush falling asleep on their shoulder ☆ pairing | aouad x gn!reader ☆ wc | 408

note | honestly imagined it happening in my head and just blurted it out on this soo yeah :) (wu-jin’s got removed for some reason it disappeared)

☆ cheong-san

His heart would skip a beat. His face would flush and he would just stare down at your cute sleeping face, trying to keep his cool. Cheong-san is glad to be able to stare at your face. Whenever you did wake up he would just stare at you before complaining about how his shoulder hurt and he wasn’t able to move for so long. Deep down inside he’s happy and he almost says he’s joking when you apologize.

☆ su-hyeok

Su-hyeok wouldn’t know what to do. He would be talking to you on a bench and he felt you land onto his shoulder. “Are you listening to—” he turned to see you sleeping on his shoulder and his heart started beating so fast. He’d move your hair that fell in front of your face, admiring your gorgeous face. He would take his chance, kissing your forehead and rubbing your shoulder.

☆ gwi-nam

The two of you were under the bleachers, talking about the problems of school. The last time he looked over to you, you were playing with your skirt/pants, but by the time he finished his thought you were laying on his shoulder, still barley falling asleep. “Hey!” He taps your arm roughly, looking away when you pushed his hand off. “Please..let me sleep for a little while.” You yawn, placing a hand on his thigh. He’d roll his eyes and scoff, knowing he really didn’t mind.

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unmra · 2 years

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wearing a short dress — all of us are dead

posting this just for letting you know that im alive !!!!!

tw none, just cringe & random

characters gwi-nam, su-hyeok, gyeong-su, cheong-san, mi-jin, eun-ji.

gwi-nam & su-hyeok, literally get in a fight with every boys that barely talk to you, says he just want to protect you from them, but honestly the thought of another man touch you or kiss you often comes to his mind, making him feel insecure.

gyeong-su & cheong-san, leaving some kisses on your cheek, lips, neck or forehead every five minutes, letting you know that he didn’t forget about you even if he’s talking with some friends, secretly hoping all the men around here noticed the little peck that he leaves on you.

mi-jin & eun-ji, she knows you love her and trust you, she completely don’t care if someone look at you, but however she likes to let them know who you belong to, maybe with some hickey on your neck or with the sign of her lipstick posed on your cheek.

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beann-e · 2 years

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“ now why would my beautiful girlfriend be with them. Hmm with cheongsan ? “ your body going slack at his tone “ huh baby “

“ it’s not what it looks li—well I was trying to find yo—I—and I —I wanted to be safe “

“ we were together in the lunchroom y/n ? Who kept you safe then huh ? “

“ you “

“ that’s right and who sacrificed other people so you could make it out huh “

“ you “

“ exactly ? So explain it to me — even though I’m the only one who’s apparently made you feel safe —you run over here to feel safe ?? “Your mouth closing shut at his words. You’d been caught. There was nothing you wanted more then to get away from him every single moment you were with him you felt that 10 years were shaved off your life.

In fear that he could kill you at any given time for any reason maybe you didn’t run fast enough , didn’t speak slow enough for him to understand , didn’t kiss him when he wanted one. You were scared. Being with him made you scared

“ what—does cheongsan make you feel safe baby ? Safer then me ? It’s ok you can tell me i was gonna kill him anyways but —“

His eyebrow raising at the unsaid claim and the flinch of your body “ what do I not make you feel safe anymore y/n is that what it is ? You think I’m scary now ? That I’m weird gonna bite you or something now ?? “

“ no it’s not like that I just “

“ you just what —admit it youre scared of me now “

“ it’s not just now “ your voice let out softly

“ what “

“ Ive always been scared of you gwinam “

His face dropping to reveal his real feelings behind the fake face he applied during your relationship his mask only being put on again after a few seconds to hide his emotions

“ no you haven’t that’s a lie why would you be afraid of me we’re dating baby I’d never hurt you “

“ that’s the problem “ your mouth opened in a small yell“ we were dating before any of this everything I had was yours. — there’s no more normalcy there’s zombies and hambies like you how can you say you won’t hurt me ??? How do I know we’re still dating—and if we are it’s not the same guy “

“ because I love you and I’ve never been unfaithful during our relationship nor have I been a bad person so — “

“ you wrote on that—that girls shirt “

“ huh girl ? baby what are you talking about “

“ you wrote on that girls shirt “ voice wavering as you began to be confused by his words. You saw it.

He did. He wrote on some girls shirt in class moments before this whole zombie thing. He wrote on it with whore or slut or — or something. Your brain feeling fried but, wanting so badly for him not to trick you again you couldn’t let him win this time. You would stand your ground.

“ I don’t know what you’re talking abt baby I’ve done a lot of things today to fight for my survival — to fight for our surviva -“

“ no no no no it was before any of this “ you laughed quietly the weapon you held shaking a little in your hand as his eyes went down to the ground and back up to your own “ stop— stop lying you didn’t write slut on her shirt for me— you wrote it because you’re a monster “

“ a monster “ he let a scoff fly from his throat before he wiped his mouth “ let’s not get crazy now ok baby—- before this i was —“

“ before this you were writing I have a good body on a shirt “ His mouth shutting up at your words all the wind being knocked out of him.

How the hell did you know the exact sentence

“ what no disagreement now ? “ your eyes tearing up at the guy you used to trust “ what an asshole “ you cried

His tounge poking the inside of his cheek at your tears cheongsan who stood behind you had been long forgotten along with everyone else , he’d came up here to fight for you with , watching as this unfolded.

A hearty laugh pouring from your boyfrie—exes—mouth as he thought of a way out of this situation with you

“ so what now ? We’re just out here believing everything people tell us huh “ he laughed “ baby I would never do that I love you so so so much so why would I even be thinking about another girls body much less have seen it “

Your mouth dropped at his words causing a small smirk to show up on his face before it quickly dropped

“ I watched you? “ your heart breaking “ did you forget I sit right behind you ? “

His eyes going wide “ shit “ he had forgotten who was in his class his brain all foggy due to the zombie transition. “ I’m — im sorry“ he started taking a step toward you while everyone else took one back “ fucking assholes “ he spoke under his breath

“ you just tried to lie to me you flat out forgot about me —gwinam you scare me “ you felt more tears welling up In your eyes itd been a long day youd lost so many friends your parents were probably gone and then your boyfriend was up here acting crazy following the only person who was helping you stay alive while dodging gwinams pitiful attempts to kill him. “ you really scare me gwinam”

You were overwhelmed

“ don’t worry I don’t have to scare you any longer y/n “ he swallowed “ I mean it— I’m only scary because you’re not in my arms— as soon as I hold you — you won’t be scared anymore “

Your tears dropping fast as you dropped the weapon from in front of you and let it dangle in your hand “ yeah ? “

“ you’re only feeling this way because you’ve been without me for a couple hours baby “

“ you know how much I hate being without you “

“ I know “ he stepped closer “ I know — you hate being around other people you don’t know — I know how much you hate it y/n “

“ but— but I know cheongsan “ you moved to step back as he approached stopping at his next words “ but baby not like you know me“

“ I-“

“ remember our first date ? Because I do— I remember every food you like , you dislike, you can’t stand to smell or even see on a plate “ he moved a little closer “ I remember every movie you love— the ones you know word for word. I know every homework assignment you’ve asked for help on — every teacher you’ve had in your last few years of high school that we’ve been dating —because I’ve walked you to class everyday of every year“

You shook your head at his words “ y/n — baby no one knows you better then I do my love “

“ but— “

“ no one “ his hand coming out to grab yours as he smiled softly when you didn’t fight back “ so you’re gonna tell me the person who knows nothing close to what I know is gonna keep you safe ? “ he laughed “ really ? Do you yourself believe that “

“ well does he really have to know any of that to— “

“ yes — he does — and he doesn’t “

“ oh “ your head moving to rest on his chest feeling the heavy breathes he took and not noticing the small smirk he gave the group behind you “ y/n I can keep you safe ok — just like I have been just like I’ve been doing “

“ but - they kept me safe too “

“ if they really kept you safe then how did I find you so easily“ your body tensed “ imagine if I were a regular zombie ? Should you have been that easy to find ? When have you ever came this close to death like now when you were with me “

“ ne—Never “

“ exactly so — no this prick hasn’t been keeping you safe “ he rested his head on top of yours “ just come back down with me ok“

“O—“

“ y/n don’t leave with him he’s gaslighting you “ cheongsans voice rang out atop the roof and slicing through the heart to heart moment the two of you were having

“ we’ve allowed you to make you own timely rational decisions since you’ve been with us —are you sure you want to give that up “

He swallowed eyes stuck on the back of your head that rested against your boyfriends chest “ are you sure you want to go back to being spoken for — criticized — talked about ? —we all seen it”

everyone shaking their heads in agreement behind you “ we all seen the way he treated you like an object over the last few years guarding you as if he were your guard dog —but “

He shook his head softly no matter if you could see his small smile or not “ he doesn’t know you in the way we do — in the way —I’ve gotten to know you “

Your heart jumped at his words beating a little faster gwinams eyebrows furrowing looking down on you as he felt it thump louder against his chest “ so — even if it sounds a bit selfish “

he laughed a little at his words “ can you please just stay with me — I won’t learn or know everything about you like gwinam does but “ his face set in determination “ I will learn what you want me to all while putting my life on the line to keep you safe “

Your mind swirled at the thought. At everything you’d been through up until this point. What the hell were you gonna do and who the hell were you gonna choose.?

#all of us are dead #all of us are dead x reader #all of us are dead fanfic #gwi nam #cheongsan x reader #aouad cheongsan #aouad x reader #aouad gwinam #aouad drabbles #aouad headcanons #aouad imagines #aouad

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nessinborderland · 2 years

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Hello!! I hope you're having a wonderfull wekeend 💖💖

Can I request a Gwinam x f!reader fic where the teacher has put them in together to do a project and she invites her to her house, he obviously doesn't has any intention in doing the project but he has always liked her (and she likes him too), and he's not going to miss this opportunity of being with her. So when they're at her house he lays in her bed and and start opening the drawers and stuff while he's doing the project and he finds a hentai manga or something like that so he starts laughing and then she realizes why and puts on top of him trying to get it back and your magic happens 😂😂

Sorry for being this long.... thank you so much!!! 🙏🙏💖💖💖

I changed it a lil bit, but I think you still might enjoy it 😂 this is very messy and I'm still sick but I've been desperate to write and post something so here, enjoy <3

"You really suck at this, you know?" you said over your shoulder as you organized the information necessary for your PowerPoint presentation, the click of the mouse muffled by your Spotify playlist playing.

"It's a group project, how bad can I be at it?" Came Gwinam's answer from behind you, followed by a yawn that made you roll your eyes.

He had agreed to come to your house after school so you could finish your presentation together; you know, the one due in two days? You had both procrastinated for long enough, and of course you had to be the one to put an end to it. Not that he was of much help; if you knew he was like this you wouldn't have let him choose you as his partner, to begin with.

Well, too late for that now.

"Then why aren't you helping me?"

"I'm helping!"

"You're literally laying in my bed..." you looked at him over your shoulder, doing a double-take as you noticed something in his hand. Something he most definitely was not supposed to be holding. "H-How did you get your hands on that?..."

He had the audacity to chuckle, and you swallowed as you felt a cold sweat start to run down your back. You were fucked.

"It was literally in your top drawer," he said, waving your sex toy around while you looked at him absolutely mortified. "I wasn't even looking for this stuff. Interesting though, never thought you like them so... thick."

"Give me that!" you demanded as you threw yourself at him, cheeks burning like a furnace as you straddled his lap to reach your toy. You never imagined in a million years that he would be going through your stuff, but you really should've been more careful.

"Make me!" he laughed as he held the dildo out of your reach. "Oh shit, it vibrates too!"

"Yoon Gwinam, I swear to God, give it back or I'll find a way to shove it up your ass!"

"Oh, I'm sure you would love that." Something in his expression changed, and you held your breath as you realized how close you were to his face, now hyper-aware of his body under yours. "I'll tell you what; show me how you use it and I'll forget you ever threatened to use it on me. How does that sound?"

You licked your lips, a familiar wetness pooling in between your legs. What did you had to lose at this point?

"Promise you'll help me with the presentation after?" you bargained.

"Let me use this on you while I fuck you and I promise I'll take care of all of your schoolwork till the end of the year, baby."

#all of us are dead #all of us are dead fanfiction #yoon gwinam #yoon gwinam x reader #yoon gwi nam #aouad drabbles

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soleurs · 2 years

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▎ RUN2U, ft. han gyeongsu

pairing, gn! reader.. rich x commoner. genre, fluff. setting, non-apocalyptic. warning, verbal bullying. track, run2u by stayc.

you walk with your friends through the school, blissfully ignorant about their gossip session. all they ever talk about are baseless rumors, so why would you waste your time by listening? from your experience, it's best to just keep quiet so they don't recall your presence.

just as the three of you are about to cross the skybridge, a small shove against jiyeon's shoulder throws the conversation off. with a huff, she dusts off her uniform and looks at the offender. your eyes widen by a margin once you also realize who it is that had performed such a crime.

gyeongsu bows and tells the female, “i'm sorry, i didn't look at where i was going.”

it's just an accident, and his apology is enough to remedy it. but lee jiyeon is not the type of person to let go so easily. no, she likes to swirl up the storm.

“you better be grateful that this sweater doesn't cost much.” she scoffs and holds her head up. “if it did, you'd be crawling around for years, looking for the money to pay for the damage.”

haejin, your other companion, laughs at what she says and strides into the scene with his hands tucked in his pants pockets. “come on jiyeon, don't waste your precious time on dirty little welfies like him.”

you can see gyeongsu's fists sitting by his sides. if it wasn't for cheongsan physically restraining him, he may have already been sent to the principal's office for fighting another student. or maybe two, depends on when a teacher will arrive to break the fight up.

this is absurd, he can't let himself be treated like this. he knows he's not one of the most gifted students in the school, nor does he come from a wealthy lineage, but that doesn't excuse their behavior towards him. he has to step up, he has to do something—

“that's enough.”

the stern tone of your voice calls everyone to pay attention to you. a good thing, because you've had enough of playing the sideline character.

“it's funny, you know. watching you two try to tear gyeongsu down by using his social standing against him. well, guess what?”

“what?” jiyeon and haejin reply, both of them clueless as to why you were intent on defending someone you barely knew. in the past, you've stopped them from picking on others, but this is different.

“you can go ahead and burn through all that money your parents have. but you'll never be able to buy one of the most precious things in the world, a personality.”

their jaws drop.

satisfaction paints your smile as you walk past them to stand with gyeongsu, your arm linked with his. though it appears to be impossible, their jaws fall a little bit farther. seeing no reason to linger there any longer, the two of you and cheongsan decide to head to the cafeteria to see what's for lunch.

“come on lovebirds, you're moving so slowly.” cheongsan complains before narrowly dodging your kick. he decides to run ahead, in case your leg get a bit twitchy again.

without his best friend near to tease the two of you, gyeongsu finally decides to ask, “why'd you risk your friendships to defend me?”

“first of all, they were never my friends.” you pull him to the side so other students can easily pass by. with your free hand, you cup his cheek and kiss his forehead.

“secondly, i'm tired of hiding us away. from now on, i'll always run to you.”

#all of us are dead x reader #aouad x reader #gyeongsu x reader #all of us are dead imagines #aouad imagines #gyeongsu imagines #all of us are dead scenarios #aouad scenarios #gyeongsu scenarios #all of us are dead drabbles #aouad drabbles #gyeongsu drabbles #all of us are dead timestamps #aouad timestamps #gyeongsu timestamps

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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pairing: cheongsan x gn!reader genre: hurt comfort word count: 699

a/n: i need him to be alive in s2 please

requests open !!

you’re frozen in shock as you watch cheongsan push nayeon to the ground. she angrily grabs her bloodied handkerchief, scrambling to her feet. “he was gonna turn into a zombie!” she yells.

“you don’t know that!”

“stop it, both of you,” ms. park says, pulling nayeon away from the group. you can see cheongsan’s hands shaking slightly as suhyeok pats his shoulder. you make your way over to him, gently grabbing his left hand. you intertwine your fingers together in an attempt to hold him back from nayeon and, hopefully, to comfort him.

nayeon angrily rushes out of the room, quickly followed by ms. park. her words ring in your head as cheongsan pulls away from you, hiding in the recording room. you still feel like you’re in a daze, letting joonyeong coax you to sit down at one of the tables.

it feels like the world has disappeared. you’re not sure how long you sit there, trying to process everything. the zombie outbreak. the metallic smell of blood sticking to your uniform and coming from your classmates. watching your friends die. the panic of strangers outside. when you glance over at the windows, the sun is setting. the room is silent except for a few whispers woojin and daesu. you can’t hear what they’re talking about. you don’t care.

nobody says anything when you slowly stand up, making your way into the recording room. “cheongsan,” you silently close the door behind you, kneeling down next to the boy. he doesn’t react to you, still staring into space. he holds his knees up against his chest and his back is pressed against the wall. hesitantly, you reach over and place a hand on his knee. you can see dry tears on cheongsan’s cheeks. his hands grip his knees over the fabric of his pants, knuckles white from the force.

“he’s gone.” cheongsan’s voice is quiet when he finally speaks, raspy from crying. he lets you move closer, coaxing him into your arms. he hides his face into your chest, now gripping onto your blazer. he lets out a loud sob, fully breaking down. you wrap your arms further around him, running a hand up and down his back. the metallic smell of blood surrounds you in the small room, only serving to remind you of the carnage outside of the broadcasting room. you ignore the sticky feeling of drying blood on your hands from cheongsan’s uniform, letting him cry. you blink away tears gathering in your own eyes, focused on comforting your boyfriend.

“it’s okay,” the words feel meaningless as you say them, but you hope they’re helping nonetheless. “it’s gonna be alright. i’m here. you’re safe.”

cheongsan’s grip on you only tightens as he wraps his arms around your waist. you’re not sure how long you sit there, crying and comforting him. your knees aching from how they press into the hard floor. your head aches from all of the crying you’ve done over the course of the day. the blood on your hands is dry, flaking off onto the floor in small pieces.

“i can’t lose you,” cheongsan whispers. you’ve grown so used to the silence that it almost startles you when he speaks. you continue stroking his back, letting cheongsan bury his face into your neck.

“you won’t.” he pulls back a little, hand moving to cup your cheek. he wipes the tears away from your face, ignoring the dried ones on his own.

“i love you.” the words bring even more tears to your eyes. despite having been with cheongsan for months, neither of you had dared to say them before. your breath hitches as cheongsan coaxes you closer to him, pressing his forehead against yours. “i love you.”

“i love you too,” you choke out. cheongsan gives you a weak smile, thumb moving to wipe away the new tears that fall from your eyes. he pulls you closer so your head is pressed against his shoulder. he wraps his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“we’ll be okay, we’ll be okay,” he repeats. you whisper the words to yourself like a mantra, desperately holding cheongsan even closer.

“we’ll be okay.”

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stxrryk · 2 years

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Can I please request a Su-hyeok x fem!reader? Thank you!

Oooh yes i did. I hope you enjoy!! Maybe you can detail your character next time. <3333

ᵔᴗᵔ—Drabble Su-hyeok x fm!reader | master list

ᵔᴗᵔ—cw: none

Author's Note: Imagine Su-hyeok x female reader (requested) ◡⁠ ☆⁠◝

You kept your head resting on the shoulder of Su-hyeok who was desperate to get away from you. It all happened half an hour ago when the two of you were chosen to do an English assignment together and you ended up falling asleep next to him. He didn't know much about that subject, and he didn't usually pay attention in class, getting scolded by Miss Park whenever he sat in the back.

But now it was totally different, he had decided to change seats with you and sit by the window overlooking the aisle. As he watched you scribbling something in your notebook and revealing a photograph of your childhood displayed at the top of the page, he was surprised at how similar the bow tied in your hair was to the picture. He glanced at you now and then, while you kept writing weird names in your notebook and then putting them away. He stopped for a moment, then felt a weight on his left shoulder.

You had slept.

He tried to wake you up in every way, even slightly pulling your uniform, where your badge was stamped. At the end of class, you woke up and stretched, looking around realizing that all the students had already left. And seeing that you were all alone. You then decided to get up and rubbing your eyes, pulled out your bag and placed it right behind your back. In the hallway, you bumped into Su-hyeok again who apologized to you and it was both sides' fault, as he was distracted too after all.

"I'm sorry!" You bowed in apology and he gave a small smile in return. His gaze was surprised to see him and wanting to know why he hadn't woken him up sooner. "Fine, but why didn't you wake me up?" You said and then he put his hand on his head in embarrassment, getting that cute look on his face again and a hand around his neck, telling him that you had fallen asleep on his shoulder. "Now you understand, and maybe you can give me your number so we can talk." You nodded and handed him the scribbled paper, heading straight for the exit.

It was like you were in love with him, and yes, you were.

#all of us are dead #aouad x reader #su hyeok #su-hyeok x reader #drabble

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jaeyunverse · 10 months

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into the fandomverse | an enhypen collab call

welcome to into the fandomverse, a collaboration project for all engenes who enjoy writing on tumblr. i recently hit 3k followers and am hosting this event in celebration of said milestone. all details about the collab are under the cut. i hope you consider joining and spread the word so that your friends can join too :’)

collab masterlist

𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗠𝗘:

the general theme of the collab is that your fic should be set up in an alternate universe that already exists in a movie, show, book, game, comic, kdrama or anime. for example: harry potter x enhypen, haikyuu x enhypen, shadowhunters x enhypen etc. it really doesn’t matter what crossover or universe you choose as long as it is not problematic :)

𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦:

there are 21 slots in total i.e three for each member.

slots will be given on a first come, first serve basis so that the allotment is fair.

explicit smut is NOT allowed. implied smut is permitted ONLY for the HYUNG LINE—it goes without saying that you must be an adult if you wish to include anything nsfw in your submission.

member x reader and member x oc are the only pairings allowed. no member x member fics! remember to be inclusive of all races and body types if you are writing a x reader fic.

appearances of members other than the one you have chosen are allowed, but please make sure that the main focus of the fic is your chosen member!

your fic can include sensitive subjects as long as they are not romanticized, portrayed in bad light or represented incorrectly. also, please make sure to put proper trigger warnings above the read more cut once you post your fic.

no racism, ableism, homophobia or similar prejudices. you will be removed from the collab if you are found guilty of harboring them.

the code word is fandom. please mention it while applying for a spot so that i know you have gone through the rules.

the minimum word count is 1k. there is no maximum word count so feel free to let your imagination run free. please note that drabbles, blurbs, reactions, headcanons, series, smaus and timestamps will not be accepted. oneshots only!

plagiarism is strictly prohibited.

be respectful and kind to the other members who are a part of the collab. no hate will be tolerated.

this is not a rule but it would be nice if you had a discord account. i have made a server for easy communication and interaction between the collab members. it’s okay if you do not have an account!! i will update you through tumblr dms :’)

if you have any further queries, don't hesitate to dm me <3

𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗢 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗟𝗬:

applications will be accepted through tumblr asks.

make sure to include your chosen member + fandom + the code word hidden in this post while sending in your application.

after your application has been accepted, please reblog this post to spread the message :D

𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦/𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗦:

the tentative deadline for posting your entry for the collab is 30th september, 2024.

the deadline is mostly for namesake and you are free to post your submission whenever you want, but please do not take undue advantage of the time flexibility.

i understand if you want to withdraw your application from the collab but please think carefully before applying.

𝗦𝗟𝗢𝗧𝗦

HEESEUNG: @hanverse (twd) | @flwrshee (25/21) | @boyfhee (extraordinary you) | @tarcherz (ever after high)

JAY: @soobisms (saiki k.) | @junityy (before sunrise) | @lheewonz (demon slayer) | @4xiaojun (maid sama!)

JAKE: @geombyu (fire force) | @hsgwrld (business proposal) | @notthatsamkim (cinderella) | @haesbit (kim possible)

SUNGHOON: @seongclb (hp) | @soobnny (aouad) | @ijhyo (enola holmes) | @hoondrive (spiderman)

SUNOO: @invvuu (tbhk) | @redm4ri (stargirl) | @sunny-reis (the girl who fell beneath the sea) | @enheaven (vampire academy)

JUNGWON: @yjwfav (jjk) | @haknom (see you in my 19th life) | @misojunnie (10 things i hate about you) | @jaeminri (summer strike)

RIKI: @jaeyunverse (spiderman) | @cinnajun (pjo) | @jennaissantes (our beloved summer) | @tyunni (13 going on 30)

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vvh0adie · 10 months

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cherry die | artificial cherry

pairing: jungkook x reader x yoongi | type: drabble | words: 2.6k | rating: 21+/M

Personal Maid, Jungkook, helps you find sexual release after spending a night with Hoseok Jung in which you can’t seem to have mind-blowing orgasms after taking his cock. You absolutely need Jungkook. But he’d do anything to satisfy you at the moment.

masterlist | inbox

✧༺♡༻✧

You’re utterly devastated that Hoseok isn’t here to sate your lustful desires. Ever since that fateful night you shared -albeit your failed assasination- you’ve tried everything to satiate the yearning you have for his cock filling you up. From fingering, to dildos, to vibrating saddle, to fuck machine. Nothing has yet to quench your thirst.

But even after all this time, you’ve persevered, wanting so desperately to experience that same ecstasy you felt when he took you like he was the only lover you’d ever known. And quite frankly he is -granted he hasn’t agreed to be your boyfriend… yet.

But you need him. Only he can make you ascend.

“Mmh~ Fuck!” you gasp, your suspended body shaking while nested in your sex hammock. You look down, catching a glimpse of brown eyes behind a curtain of pink bangs. Your brows knit and mouth agape at the wet prodding of a tongue in your rim. Your entire face hurts from biting your lip as you hold your hardened stare on the maid under you.

Pushing your legs back further, you spread wider for him to devour your sloppy ass. Dipping your fingers into your sopping cunt, you glide up to rub your clit, cooing as you feel his tongue swirl around your puckered hole. “Fuck, Jungkook, eat my ass just like that, Baby.” Flicking your fingers faster, your eyes close and your head throws back. You need to drift from here, finding yourself in Hoseok’s embrace once more. You haven’t even squirted since then and so far anal play has been the only thing really getting you off.

Your breathing is heavy. Your breasts rise and fall. Then suddenly you hitch, arching your back as Jungkook pushes a string of glass beads into your ass. Every push past your threshold makes you whine, wishing that you were being stretched out wide beyond your limits by Hoseok’s girthy cock. The feeling of his veins gliding along your ribbed walls before dumping his hot cum in your plump butt.

Once Jungkook’s knuckle hits your rim, he leans in, kissing your perineum as he begins pulling them out. You moan, rubbing deep circles into your bundle of nerves. Your lower abdomen feels tight, so you focus, trying to push from your pussy, hoping that you can grace Jungkook with your decadence.

But after three good tries, you give up on your spasming release, going for the next best thing: a regular orgasm.

Jungkook pushes your thighs back, flicking his tongue against your hole, and sucking. He eventually releases, taking small breaths while allowing strings of saliva to fall back into his mouth before slobbering all over your rim once again. The sound of sputtering fills the room, and your gaping hole twitches, wanting to be stuffed.

“Oh my goodness, Koo, you’re doing so good for me.” You gaze into his big and glossy doe-eyes full of admiration for you, his Mistress. He loves pleasing you; evident by the pool of cum leaking from his tip. He could eat you out from morning till dawn -which he’s done before- and never get sick of your taste.

Jungkook spreads the expanse of his tongue on your asshole, dragging long licks up to your perineum. Then he lightly grazes his teeth down over your swollen rim before sucking. “Ooh~ Koo, you like eating my ass don’t you, Baby?!” You brush his bangs out his face, wanting to appreciate how cute he looks under you. “Such a pretty boy, eating your mistress’s ass like this. My nasty little slut.”

Your fingers card through his hair, your thumb massaging into his temple. He shudders and hums, sending vibrations to your sensitive hole. You both moan. You’re just enough for his legs to shake as he feels his cock pump and a small orgasm ripples through his entire body.

A hand goes to his cock, feeling his hot, wet panties. He pulls them to the side, the air hitting his tip as he throbs, dribbling out cum onto the hardwood floor. You hear the squelch of his cum, afterwards looking at his worried face. “Mmh~ It’s okay, Jungkook, cum for me.” You caress his cheek, watching his face contort and his body writhe in pleasure as he continues his treat.

You love watching your maids cum from pleasing you. You’re happy they love making you feel good. Your taste alone is enough to cry in ecstasy. But unfortunately, your beloved Jungkook isn’t enough for you at the moment.

Grabbing your vibrator, you turn it on the lowest setting, changing it to pulsate in hopes that you can edge yourself to orgasm. You lay it against your clit, still jumping when the two long tremors vibrate throughout your nerves. You giggle, feeling your pussy contract around nothing, just little gushes of slick seeping out onto Jungkook’s mouth.

Your vibrator and Jungkook sucking your rim work together, creating the delusion of Hoseok ramming his massive cock into your plump pussy. You’re in a pure state of bliss: head knocked back as your hips slightly roll into the vibe.

Suddenly a knock sounds at the door. Then the chime of the keypad being unlocked. Besides Jungkook and three other maids, there’s only one other person who can open your bedroom door. And it’s definitely not your mother.

“Mistress.” His voice is calm and quaint, even as you fill the room with moans. “I’ve come to check on you.” You hear his light steps and voice getting closer as he walks down the hallway.

Turning the corner, Head Maid Yoongi, silently watches your body shake and writhe. You look at him, your lashes heavy with lust. You lick your lips to speak, but all that comes out is a particularly large moan from Jungkook finally pushing his tongue into your ass. “You haven’t come out of your room all day it seems.”

He takes his time walking up to you, hands clasped in front as he leans in to witness which one of his boys is pleasing you. When his gaze meets Jungkook’s, he smiles at the way the maid’s eyes sparkle. He’s even amazed at the man’s stamina to be going this long with you. Though, if anybody should be eating you out, it would be him. Yoongi knows how much Jungkook adores you. Worships you.

The Head Maid straightens up, rubbing the young man’s hair. “Are you pleasing our Mistress well, Jungkook?” The little maid hums against your rim, nodding his head as his tongue travels up your ass. You gasp, frantically nodding as finally taking the dildo out with a pop.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Your voice hitches, air sucking through your teeth before your mouth falls open. You watch his make out with your gaping abyss, tongue fucking and sucking as your pussy contracts around his wet taste, kissing back. “Yes, Jungkook, in my pussy. Eat -fuck- my messy cunt, Sweetie.” He wiggles his tongue into your slimy cunt and slobbering into your hole; just to suck it back up. Pushing himself deeper, he sucks hard, wanting to get closer than humanly possible to your taste and scent. Wanting to be consumed by it.

Squelching fills the air as your moans, cries and his heavy breathing mix into a symphony of desire.

Yoongi studies your face, noticing your tense brows and gaping mouth. Your wet lips swell from biting down and a thick glistening of slob rests on your bottom lip from spitting to get yourself wet.

Yoongi can tell you’re so close to orgasming, rubbing the vibe hard into your clit as your legs shake.

Grabbing the back of his underling’s head, he drags Jungkook up to suck at your clit. “Finger her ass.” You feel two fingers pump into you. They’re deep and slow, hitting your spot. White light fills your vision and the pressure in your tummy snaps, releasing your orgasm. But immediately after coming down your high, you look off to the side, not even feeling overstimulated as Jungkook continues.

Yoongi finally pulls Jungkook off, the maid licking around his lips as he catches his breath. And upon seeing your face, Jungkook’s brows tense. “Was it not to your liking?” Yoongi gives him a quaint smile, caressing his cheek. The maid leans in, taking comfort in his superior’s reassurance.

It’s not Jungkook’s fault. It’s Hoseok’s. He’s tainted you with mediocre dick. You don’t truly like his cock and you only think you like his personality -however boring it may be.

“Mistress?” You look at the man, your juices all over his face, evidence of endless dedication and love. Your little maid has done so well.

Sitting up, you grab his hands to pull him into a kiss. Your tongue works around his lips and chin, cleaning your essence from his face. He whines against your lips, causing you to grin. He’s so sweet.

And nasty too as you bend over to reach around and prod his glistening rim. He’s warm and slippery. Surely his ass would glide smoothly against your ribbed dildo if you wanted to go round two.

Dipping your fingers into his tight hole, elicits a moan into your mouth as he contracts around you, his walls wanting to suck you in further.

You continue to pump into his sopping hole, feeling his cum gliding down his balls and onto your finger before you hear it hit the floor. He gives you a muffled cry as his legs shake, fighting to stay opened for your menstrations. But you grab him by the neck, squeezing lightly to force his mouth open, so you can suck his wet taste like a girthy cock.

Jungkook whines, grabbing firmly at your thighs, his nails digging crescents into your supple skin.

After one final swirl and a kiss to the tip, you release with a little smack, licking the string of saliva that connects you from his lips. “Good boy,” you coo, your voice soft and sweet. “You made me feel so good.” You peck his swollen, pink lips. Afterwards, leaning back as one arm goes into an overhead stretch; the other brings your slick sodden middle fingers into your mouth. You lock eyes with Jungkook, humming as you suck it dry of his essence. His cheeks turn red as he tries to focus elsewhere, but his eyes land on your perky breasts.

“Jungkook?”

“Hm?”

“You’re needed with the others.”

“Oh… okay.” Jungkook sounds sad to leave. But he follows suit, walking towards the door.

“Jungkook, Baby?”

“Yes, Mistress?” His head whips to face you, causing you to giggle.

“We can play again tomorrow,” you chime, your legs widening for a hand to spread your folds, so you can finger his cum into your pussy. “Mmh~ Jungkook, feel so good, Baby.” You pull out, displaying your winking hole at him. It’s covered in copious amounts of thick oozing slick. You look divine laid out before him, and he already misses your taste, wanting desperately to crawl back and devour you all over again.

But instead, he smiles, his cheeks growing red and hurting so much that he thinks they might burst. He can’t contain his excitement anymore, quickly leaving out.

“Must you tease him like that?” You look down, watching Yoongi pick up the glass beads before taking the vibrator from your hand. He steps into the bathroom, turning on the faucet to soak them. He then comes back with a rag to clean Jungkook’s essence up.

“What? I’m telling him the truth.” But are you, though? Not that you have to as you’re his boss, but your are having sex with him and it would most definitely be common courtesy to tell him that you’re thinking about Hoseok when he fucks you.

Once done, Yoongi makes way to your bed, plopping down to stare at you. You’re wrapped in a blanket, still naked from the looks of your exposed clavicle.

“What am I going to do, Yoon?” You whine. Nothing, hopefully. He isn’t good for you. Yoongi doesn’t know much about the Jung’s, but to do the same thing for generations seems like a family who doesn’t handle change very well. And you won’t be able to change him. He knows men like Hoseok. They don’t change, not even for the stubbornness of love.

“He just fills me up so good and the way his hips move.” So it’s his hips? He has to admit that the fuck machine is ridged in that department. But surely they can do better? “And his cock is so so warm. Like even his cum is hot and thick.” Artificial cum can be warmed as well and it’s safer. “And he smells too good. And when he puts his full weig-“

“I can find a way to do that for you.”

“Mmh~ It’s okay,” you chime. But it’s not. Though Yoongi won’t try too hard to stop it because you’re too damn stubborn. So instead, all he can do is guide you and help you achieve somewhat of a success with Hoseok.

“Have you wanted a dildo closer to his penis?”

“Like a normal one?” You sit up looking at your wall of intricate assortment of silicon cocks. Some are multicolored, knotted, cum releasing, ribbed, monster inspired. But you have none that resemble a real one.

Before Hoseok, real dicks or even real-looking ones never interested your virgin pussy. They still don’t, but Hoseok’s cock is different.

You hop out the hammock, your ass jiggles with each step towards your laptop. Then you lay across the bed behind him, typing rapidly for your favorite dildo shop. After some scrolling, you find one exactly 8 inches long, 2.5 inches thick, with a golden base and mauve tip. Perfect.

You stretch over to the bedside table, retrieving your debit card. “Okay, done.” You smile, closing the laptop before crawling over to him. “Thank you,” you chime, squishing Yoongi’s cheeks as your breasts bounce in his face.

“I’ll bring it to you as soon as it arrives.” You wrap your arms around his neck, laying on top of his crown. His own circle around your hips, his hands drifting to cup your ass.

“Do you wanna play right quick?” You giggle, your tone low and sultry.

“I can’t. I have work to do.” You don’t like that answer at all, whining as you nestle into his hair. He hates making you sad. Maybe just a little touch won’t hurt?

He places a hand between your breasts, trailing down your stomach before facing his palm flush against your trimmed mound. His index finger slips past your slit, fully engulfed in your plump pussy before you feel tingling pressure on your clit.

Your moans fill the room once more, your hips bucking slightly as you cup his cheek to kiss him. Just like Jungkook, you ravage his mouth, giving him every maid’s favorite wet, sloppy tongue sucking.

He presses into your clit harder, stealing a gasp. Looking down into his black eyes, you coo at his smile as lips softly graze your nipples into hardness. Then he latches on to suck, pushing his head into your chest along with his tongue deep into your nipples, swirling in circles. “Ooh~ Yoongi, you always know how to take care of me.”

Then he releases you swollen and sensitive buds with a pop.

“It’s my pleasure to serve you, Mistress.”

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