#ateezau

[dinossaurz]

@monthly-challenge 2024 | First kiss

Pairing: Non-idol!Wooyoung; Fem.!reader

Genre: Best friends to lovers, au, comforting, fluffy

Summary: Wooyoung feels more than he wished towards his bestfriend, he didn't want to tell you yet, but something happened

Or

Y/N loves being around her bestfriend and he happens to be your safe place in storm days;

Warning: Panic attack due to a storm, cute Wooyoung dealing with scared reader, cute kiss in some points, not romanticizing PA (I have some crisis due to storms and loud sound, so I'm writing what I feel).

Word count:

A/N: Monthly prompt Challenge it's here and I'm soooo happy to be a part of it 🥺

He's just as moody as a stormy day — and that's why I hate loving him that much.

"Hey, Wooyoung!" You said surprised, as you exit on your front door and finds your bestfriend just laying there.

"Oh, Y/N. What's up? I thought you were going to stay home today. Y'know, due to the storm alarm." He seemed worried and it just clicked your curiosity. He remembered you're afraid of thunderstorms?

"Nah, I'm fine, boo. Just going to shop some things to survive those stormy days." He nodded, not trusting you at all.

"Are you sure you don't want me to sta—" He tried to say something, but he was harshly interrupted by a loud thunder all of a sudden, thing that made you shrug your shoulders in fear. "I'll stay." He said, never waiting for a reaction on you.

He enters your house, leaving the supermarket bags on the ground. He holds your wrist in such delicate way it feels like a feather touching your skin, and then he closes the front door, locking it up while he still holds you.

Just as he was dealing with a little kid, he give you little pat on the top of your head and try to smile to your scared features.

"Here, let me help you to go to your safe place."

He knew everything about you and your fear, what you usually make to deal with your trembling fears. He take you to your bed, already full of plushies, and when he finally sits you on the soft mattress, the power turn off and another thunder came so loud that made you close your eyes.

"Hey..." he tried to calm you down, rubbing in a lovingly way his hot hand on your arm, finally leaving your wrist.

"Wooyoung..." You finally whispered, your voice clearly shaking, showing him the way you were crying so hard.

You could feel his hot presence when he approached you, passing his arms through your waist. Immediately you put your face among his shoulder and neck. He could feel your wet skin rubbing against his own.

Wooyoung started to rub his hand on your back. You could feel his breath against your shoulder, where he placed a soft kiss, a thing that you were totally used to in stormy days, because he used to pass those days with you in the past, and he always took good care of you.

"Y/N?" He called you, his voice barely a whisper to your ears, that paid attention in the storm outside.

He poked your waist, and you laid your head in him even more, listening to his small laugh for your clumsiness. He loved the way you act when you were with him, so he just tight his arms, but you could feel one of his arms leaving the place, and felt his hand on you chin.

"Can you look at me?" He asked, his voice still a whisper, but he had his voice full of something you never listened to.

Still full of fear, you lifted your head up to look at him even with the place all darkened. His hand left your chin in the moment one more thunder could be listened, and you held yourself even more close to him, but you happened to sit on his lap not noticing it, because you're too scared of the sounds that shaked all your house.

"I'm here for you, baby. Nothing will hurt you, okay? And even if it happens, I'll take care of you, as I always did, because..." he took your chin again, lifting it to try to look at your eyes through the dark.

"Because... I fell in love, Y/N... With you." He declares, his voice now sounding clear than the storm. Your heart stops for a few seconds and then he feels just like butterfly wings.

"Wooyoung..." you tried to say something, but your mouth was too dry for it. You cleared your throat, putting both your hands to cup his cheeks on their palms. "I... I have this strange feeling in my chest for a few months for now, but I thought I was sick, so..." you sighed, holding a little laugh. "The doctor called me dumb and said I was in love." You could feel his dimples, signaling he was smiling to you.

"So... I assume you fell in love too, right?" He now laughed, his hand rested on tour waist by now, and he was rubbing there with his thumb in such a lovingly way, that melted your heart.

You nodded, caressing his cheek.

"Can..." you both started together, which made both laugh in a unison that warmed you.

Wooyoung's left your chin that was just ghosting your skin, and then put it on your nape, putting you close to him. You could feel his breath close to your skin, and it made goosebumps up your back.

"Can I kiss your fear out?" He asked in a cute way. You didn't remembered that it was raining until he said that, and then you noded, practically killing the gap between both of you, feeling his lips hitting on yours, and then it feels like everything was bright and safe for you.

His lips feels so soft and tasted like strawberry, just like the drink he had earlier because you said it was good (he secretly hated it, but will never said it to the love of his life). The kiss felt just so right, that you asked yourself why you'd never asked him that, or he asked you.

You were incapable to separate your lips from his even with the air privacy your lungs were now.

"I'm..." he had the courage that you hadn't, your lips feeling so different that he touched it. "I'm going to kiss you whenever I want, okay?" He asked, making you blush instantly. Lucky on you that the power was totally off right now.

"Oh, and... you feel so nice in my lap." He said, making you so confused with his words. That's when you realized where were you sitting.

"OH MY GOD, JUNG WOOYOUNG. WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" You almost screamed, trying to get off his lap. Your face turned red like strawberries.

"Nope. You're not going to get out of my lap. I won't let you." He said, holding you close to him, hiding his face in your chest covered by a hoodie.

"I hate you. Y'know?" You just quit your task, putting your hand in his soft hair, playing with it amongst your fingers.

"And I love you. Is that considered a cat and dog love?" He asked and you just rolled your eyes, laughing soundless form him not to listen.

"It's more like a cat and a cat love. But you're the orange one and I'm the black one." You said, laying your mouth on his head, kissing right there.

#februfluff2024 #wooyoung #ateez #ateezau #fluff

[maddie-yooh]

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒Masterlist - Ateez AO3 Fics 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

those good AO3 fanfics, compiled by “genres” so you can stop searching 

most of them have the pairings Hongjoong/Seonghwa, San/Wooyoung, Mingi/Yunho and Yeosang/Jongho

oh and most of it is with smut! so heads up for all of you who don't like that.

If you know any other good ones I’m missing please let me know!

Key:

🚨 - not completed I 💛 - personal favourite

✧˖°.VAMPIRES✧˖°.

Lost And Lonely But Never Alone by SinisterSound

Blood, Water by Alette 

Another Name For The Devil by ScarlettSiren

bury the hatchet (or bury your friend right now) by magnificentbirb

When Flowers Blossom by sendhelpplz 

Blinded by the thirst of sin by Burtonized 

more than muscle memory by suheafoams 

blossom in the moonlight by suckhwas

✧˖°.WEREWOLVES✧˖°.

Instinct by SinisterSound

north by Anonymus 

Lonely Night by nuuuge

stars on the ceiling by taupeyends

I Found Heaven In You by honggjoongie

Crown by Susimau

Somebody Take Me There by fullmoonsyn (synful)

I’m My Own Worst Critic (But not you) by o_r_r

Omega-3′s by Wooingsan

loss, love and loyalty. by Jayson

Charmed by rentedspace

Vitium Anima (The Tarnished Soul) by steolftero 🚨💛

feverish by wo_osan 

The Auction by beanguni 

✧˖°.WITCHES✧˖°.    

You’re Perfect to Me by AAvery

Let’s Be Alone Together by SinisterSound

Effigy by ScarlettSiren

The Ocean Witch by Susimau

A Charm To Soothe An Aching Heart by pocketjoong 

a sea of fears and dreams by Ergelia

Can you feel the moon ? by steolftero

Under Your Spell by magnificentbirb 

A Spark in the Dark by Silent_Rain

L’onde d’espoir by steolftero

✧˖°.SUPERPOWERS/HEROS✧˖°.

Living Among Shadows by SinisterSound

Flowing From Me, Into You by SinisterSound

serendipitous misfortune by cosmicwoosan

data x by ennaj

returning favours and feelings by mymusesang

✧˖°.COLLEGE/ALT: UNIVERSE✧˖°.   

Poor Boys With Rich Hearts by SinisterSound 

make it mine by gift

get loud by wo_osan

super silver haze by suckhwas

Carpet Stain by wooyoungies

Dip your hands inside my soul, Don’t you see that I’m yours? by sunwisher

L8r Sk8rboi by SinisterSound

Pierced and Pretty by minbins (saturate)

Eggs and Toast by resonae

Charm the Stars by ScarlettSiren

Whisperwind Range by Susimau

Light by minhoeshoe

Error: could Not Communicate by AbsintheNightmare

And the World Fell Down by whatwasoncesilver

Architecture of a Heart by Nej_Illjuna

Fireflies and Dandelions by wooyoungies

jawbreaker by realtalk

lust for life by kleine_waldfee

He Shoots, He Scores! by Evmoonsleigh

pathétique by travelingsymphony

Snowed In by honggjoongie

Nothing Beats the Real Thing by pyrophobbia 

consequences (of your own actions) by attentionplease 

(don’t) call me baby by spoopytown 💛

are you there, sweetheart? do you see me? by mingistiara 

I've always been a coward (and I don’t know what’s good for me) by whomtisthis 

Cast Out by beanguni 

by the lake by steolftero 

you belong with me by magnificentbirb 

write me off (a lost cause) by suckhwas 

Time of your life by Tamburlaine

Where’s Your Stop? by honggjoongie

Racing You Leaves Me Breathless by fulmoonsyn (synful)

Sannie And His Very Real, Made Up Boyfriend by cixftunder

love you in the dark (no one has to see) by magnificentbirb

on the tip of my tongue by suckhwas

Best Laid Plans by aerClassic (orphan_account)

Wrong (Right) Data by Alette 🚨

Things that were out of reach by Luonnotar

Me, my boyfriend, and his giant teddy bear by steolftero

jealousy, jealousy by sanniessun

you don't wanna play with us by strwbrryeo

Dear You by sneugcheol

✧˖°.SPY/BODYGUARD✧˖°.

Just Trust Me by ScarlettSiren

Did You Want This Back? by SinisterSound

Compromised by uowen

caught off guard by wo_osan

Hide Away by wishuponthestars

✧˖°.MAFIA/ORG. CRIME✧˖°. 

and also strippers

Guns ‘n Roses by SinisterSound

Hearts Awakened, Live Alive by AAvery 

Always Changing Nothing Changed by SinisterSound

Plaything by ScarlettSiren

Until the quiet leaves by sunwisher

oh, how easily passion twists by suckhwas (poly)

Bound by Bullets by pyrophobia 

nyctophilia by broccoIi 

Getting Into the Swing of Things by pyrophobia 

✧˖°SPACE✧˖°.

To Live Among The Stars by SinisterSound

Artificial or Alive by SinisterSound

Subnautica Duology by Susimau

Hongjoong’s Utopia by Susimau

We Would Be Savage by 0KKULTiC (Series)

The Bandog of Llypso 3MH8 by Susimau

✧˖°.FAIRYS/ELVES✧˖°.

Dhalia and Papilio Polyxenes by Susimau

Fins and Fangs by Eyela 💛

A Spark in the Dark by Silent_Rain

If I Was Born As A Blackthorn by pocketjoong

✧˖°.PIRATES✧˖°.

Overshadow by Susimau (Series - Link to the collection of all parts)

In This Uneasy Mist by inexperiencedandconfused8

to find you in the horizon by boxysmiles

The Red Flag by Susimau

Servant’s Pride by Susimau

Aurora by orphan_account

Now you’re gonna take me there by MidoriNoHebi 

Not All Treasure is Silver and Gold, Mate by KookieDoh

swallowing light by gift

The Sea’s Mark by orphan_account 

until my blood boils by magnificentbirb 

A New Beginning by vampirepun

✧˖°.STARS/IDOLS✧˖°.

baby let’s get fresh (it’s like we just met) by dayatiny

in the arms of the light by nesciat

Strawberry smoothies and little drops of love by wishuponthestars

Déshabiller by elutherya

Landing On Mars by sendhelpplz

All The (Right) Places by uowen

is this what they call the abyss? by sinjoong (undelivered truth)

(touch) starved by thanks_its_versace

Room Service by greenglass_bead 

call me baby (call me yours) by parmesannie (starlit_tae) 

inevitable by magnificentbirb 

just call it ritual by suheafoams 

love when you call unexpected by suckhwas 

Holding Out (Holding On) by Auber_Gine_Dreams

Forgive the Cliché by aerClassic (orphan_account)

you be the match, I will be you fuse (boom!) by sanniessun

✧˖°.HYBRIDS✧˖°.

(love you) tuna moon and back by suheafoams

Small Hams by Wooingsan

Pray On Me by that starlitsky

Ashrain by Susimau

Unusual Taste by versace (thanks_its_versace)

Emerald Eyes by honggjoongie

To Be Human by SinisterSound 💛

✧˖°.HISTORICAL/ROYAL✧˖°.

Those Who Wear The Crown by SinisterSound

이무기의 복 (Mourning Bride) by Susimau

Mardi Gras by Susimau

until dusk falls by yunsans

kiss me on the mouth and set me free (but please don't bite) by wishuponthestars

My Shining Treasure by fullmoonsyn (synful) yunho is a dragon pri

Chosen by 7Salty7 Hongjoong and his harem of 7 🆕🚨💛

sharp and glorious by magnificentbirb 

what is your treasure? by moonswallowed

still by magnificentbirb

✧˖°.DEMONS/GODS✧˖°.

Stray by magnificentbirb (Demon)

Come Sail Away by SinisterSound (Gods)

evil’s downfall by cosmicwoosan

The Seamster and The Demon by Susimau

Curled Horns by Susimau

Stealing From Death by Susimau

how to woo a demon by princejoonie

Balance by Little_Dimples

love’s promised land by slikstaccato

A Touch of Desire by nightlessdream

Offering by Eyela

Stray by magnificentbirb 

✧˖°.DYSTOPIAN/GREY WORLD✧˖°.

The Gods In The Sky by SinisterSound

Survival Of The Fittest by SinisterSound

All We Have Is Each Other by SinisterSound 

Licensed To Survive by sunwisher

Asorazey by Susimau

Collapsing star with tunnel vision (only for you) by deerwrites 

starting point by magnificentbirb 

Fire&Rain by inexperiencedandconfused8 

Something Human by beanguni

✧˖°.OFFICE✧˖°.

As You Feel Inclined by ScarlettSiren

this red planet is for you by suheafoams

Who we are by common_toparadise (Age Regression)

In plain sight by Luonnotar 💛

✧˖°.SOULMATES✧˖°.

A Million Dreams, But I Choose You by SinisterSound

Of Princes and Pirates by anitawrites

Deep in my heart, deep in my soul by Burtonized 

face it, I love you by mymusesang 

the moment it flickers by wccmist, xxmoony

✧˖°.POLYAMORY✧˖°.

give and take by hongism

blueish love (synergy between you and me) by chocchipkookie 

truth or (double dog) dare by mymusesang 

Leave Me Shakin’ by LikeSattelites

witchteez verse by chocchipkookie it is a series 

your wicked way by magnificentbirb 

How to Mend a Thread by ZaneOri 

We’ll hold off the flood tonight by Ninetyeights

in the arms of light by asmallstarfish 

I Feel Safe in the 5am Light by LostKarma

I wouldn't know where to start by Ninetyeights

whimsical habits by ennaj

Play Pretend by beanguni

Marmelade, we’re making out by yuntotheho (mingtothehao)

somewhere in the middle by suckwas

Koi no yokan? Shouganai, na. by signifying_nothing

Stardust Among Sand by cosmicwoosan

✧˖°.kinky/very smutty/sexyschmexy✧˖°.

with and without plot....

My Heart Is Glowing Fluorescent (I Want You To Posses It) by lovelyumbrella

down to my knees (you’re exactly what I need) by starsandsun, suijiin

Like A Burning Flame by sendhelpplz

you may be a sinner (but your innocence is mine) by parmesannie (starlit_tae) 💛

poplar street by suckhwas

now you say i got a touch by heartfullofyeo (scenarios)

wanna taste, want a taste? by mingistiara

Dancing A Dance of Chaos by sendhelpplz

porn star in the sheets by redwithlove

Filling In (Filling Up) by pyrophobia

have a treat, honey baby by outofthebasement

fever lens by suheafoams

jung wooyung and the fateful wednesday at 3pm with the nerd from hell by outofthebasement 

✧˖°.other tropes✧˖°.

examples: single parents, time travel, cowboys

When You Lay Alone, I Ache by parkseonghwa

Yesteryear by Susimau 💛

The Bandits of Sawtooth Mountain by Susimau

Oneiric Tryst by Susimau

Tidal-Bore by Susimau 💛

all I ever really wanted was you by tiny_moonlight💛

The House on the Hill by Eyela (horror-ish)

Avalokan by GetARoomKaiSoo

night wings by suheafoams

ordinary hero by outofthebasement 

you can bet on it by outofthebasement

#ateezfanfic #ateezmasterlist #ateez #ateezfanfiction #ateezau #ateezwoosan #woosan #yungi #ateezships #mxm #poly #ateezpirate #ateezvampire #ateezwerewolf

[mollyhw14]

🌻 My Favourite Part 🌻 pt 2

Ateez San Au: idol x reader

Warning ❗️ explicit language, mentions of sex

I had never bolted out of an airport as quick in my life. I had made sure to grab my bags from luggage claim in hurry and get the fuck out of there before I ran into anymore Ateez members. I couldn't stop replaying in my head what San had said to me, god I must've looked like an idiot. Of course he knew that was my favourite part, I was probably drooling when he asked me the question earlier on, just thinking about that fucking clip I'd seen on twitter. God I was fucked. Fucked for Choi San that was sure.

It didn't take me long to find Yeji's dark green Hyundai parked up, and I ran to swing the passenger seat door open.

"Oh my god Yeji, I have so much to tell you, I've just made a complete and utter fool out of my self!' I screamed at her, bringing her in for a hug.

"... And hello to you too my dear friend." She laughed whilst responding to my hug. God I'd missed her. Yeji was my best friend before she left and we used to do everything together, we were inseparable. My dad always used to say we were like two peas in a pod, wherever one was, the other one wasn't too far behind.

"Oh my, Ivy why are you tearing up, did you fuck up that bad?" She was stroking my hair, concern shown in her eyes.

" No I just really missed you. But yeh I did fuck up bad." She chuckled bringing me in for another hug.

" Well lets get you home, you can tell me everything." Patting me on the back, like a big sister would do to comfort her younger sister, she put the car in the drive and we set off out of the airport.

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We pulled up into the car park of Yeji's apartment complex and the excitement of my trip came back to me. I had just finished telling her about the plane incident and a certain man name Choi San and she couldn't stop gushing over it.

" You really are a fucking idiot Ivy, that was your perfect opportunity to flirt back with THE fucking Choi San, and what did you do? You got embarrassed. You could have flirted back!! He was clearly trying to flirt with you! No man- especially Choi San- says he'll make sure he performs the most sexiest part of a dance- his part may I remind you- extra special just for you and it not be a sign that he's into you." She ranted on at me and I could only groan at how true her words were.

"Well I didn't know what to do Ye, I can't flirt for shit you know that! It was San for gods sake, I couldn't openly say 'I think you're hot as fuck' without it coming across as delulu." By this point I was flailing my arms around like a weirdo in the middle of the carpark whilst Yeji was grabbing my suitcase.

With a shake of her head she sighed.

"Well if he notices you at the concert, you need to be confident, make a move or play hard to get. Just do something that isn't going to embarrass yourself." She pulled me towards the door, putting in the PIN code to enter the apartment complex.

"Come on Ye, like he's even going to remember me. I'm just an ordinary girl that he met on a plane."

In return she only shook her head and dragged me up to the apartment.

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It had been two days since I had landed in Seoul. Yeji had give me a tour of the city and her apartment was beautiful. It was modern, with loads of famous art work which I admired every time I walked from my guest room to the kitchen area. We were currently getting ready in her room. It was the day of the concert, and I was a nervous wreck. I wanted to make sure I made an impression, and in Yeji's words "You need to look hot as fuck, you need to make it so that he can't keep his eyes off you." She referring to San, but I doubt that would even happen. Even if we do have floor seats, there will be thousands of people in that stadium, not just us.

Yeji had finished before me, going out the room to grab all her belongings to put in her bag. I wasn't far behind just finishing my makeup before going out and meeting her in the living room.

"Hot damn Ivy, you look hot as shit. Even I can't take my eyes off you." She oogled my outfit, and I beamed at her complimenting her outfit too. I had decided to curl my long dark hair into waves, paying extra attention to the two bleached parts which framed my face. My outfit was a two piece, corseted crop top and skirt which showed off the small tattoos I had littered on my arms and my rib cage. The colours matched the ombre Ateez 'Fever' albums, starting with purple at the top, and finishing with green at the bottom of my skirt. Black combat boots were on my feet which matched the black bomber jacket which was hung on my shoulders. My eye makeup matched the colours of my outfit, and I paired it with a nude lip, wanting my eye to pop and not my lips. I definitely screamed 'look at me' and I definitely didn't give a shit, because that what I was aiming for.

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After getting dropped off in our Uber, we flashed our concert tickets to security and was escorted through to where the floor seating was. Finding our spots, I realised Yeji was a gift sent from heaven, as the seats she'd picked was directly in front of the side of the stage. We'll be definitely get a clear view of all their beautiful faces from here- we were close enough to be able to touch them if we tried. We'd both had many compliments from the surrounding fans, and I felt buzzed off the attention- even if I really shouldn't be doing. Yeji grabbed me in for a selfie just before the lights went out signalling the members where about to come on to the stage. The crowd went silent, before it erupted into the screams when 8 figures appeared to be walking forward from the back of the stage. I clutched the sign I had made in my hand, getting ready to hold it up whenever a certain someone would walk past. Yeji had insisted that we made signs to bring, and I decided to write "San, what's my favourite part?" Yeji thought it would be a great idea to see if he actually knew and remembered me, but I very much doubted it.

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Ateez had just finished singing Bouncy, and the members where making their way round the stage singing Django. Wooyoung had walked past us, singing his lines whilst giving a quick wink in Yeji's direction which nearly had her passing out.

"Ivy did you see that? did he just wink at me? oh my god, Sans coming this way hold up your bloody sign." She was pulling on my arm and I looked up to see the man himself. He looked amazing. A black tank top covered his chest, showing off his wide shoulders and muscular arms. Tight jeans hung off his legs, wrapped holes at the knees and you could just make out the written tattoo he had above his knee. He looked to be scanning the crowd- searching for someone maybe? His eyes slowly drifted towards where we were standing at the front. Clutching my phone for dear life- which I had used to record some of the songs- I held up the sign I had made. I saw his eyes registering Yeji and then me, and he smiled, recognition shown in his eyes like I was the one he was trying to find. I could see him visibly reading the sign in my hands, a smirk coming across his gorgeous face as he pointed at me before literally sending me to my death. He did the move. He did his famous 'I'm the one' move, and I felt like passing out right there. It was hot as fuck, but Yeji's words kept replaying in my head- act confident. So in return, I raised my eyebrow, nodding my head and smirked at him- as sign of my approval- in which he chuckled at and ran off to the other side of the stage.

"Ivy what the fuck, he knew! He remembered you!" Yeji once again was clinging from my arms, and I tried to hide away from the obvious stares I was getting from the surrounding people.

"Ye I know, now hush, people are staring." I playfully smacked her arm, and we looked back towards the stage.

From that one interaction, San wouldn't stop coming over to our side of the side of stage. Every. single. time. He looked me straight in the eye and it felt like he was singing directly at me. At one point he even reached out to take my phone, singing into the camera. I noticed he ran in Wooyoung's direction at the back of the stage, and I assumed that they were still singing into the phone, before he ran back and handed me the phone back. As he handed me it back, our hands touched and I shit you not, it felt as though my hand was burning from the single touch, a blush making it's way to my already flustered face. He sent me a wink, before sauntering away to the other side of the stage, once again, never taking his eyes off me.

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The concert had finally ended, and with all the screaming we had made, Yeji and I had both agreed that our voices were fucked. Instead of going straight home, we had decided to go to a local, small coffee shop that was near the stadium- using coffee to drown our throats in hope they would feel better. Whilst waiting for my order, I opened up my phone, going to swipe off the camera app that was still opened. However, upon swiping off, I noticed that my notes app was open, leaving me confused as I hadn't been on my notes. Opening up the app, I saw a new note which had been made one hour ago. How strange. Clicking on it, I saw there was a couple sentences that had been written:

I hope you enjoyed the show, you looked amazing. You were my favourite part ;) ~ San xoxo

The realisation dawned on me, thats what he was doing with my phone when he went to the back of the stage with Wooyoung. That cheeky son of a bitch. I couldn't stop reading the note, he actually went out of his way to find my notes app so he could leave a note for me, how cute. With a smile, I went and grabbed my drinks order, as I noticed my name had been called and went towards the back where Yeji was sat beaming at videos from the concert.

"Oh my god Ye, look at this." I was about to show her the note San had left me, when a bell chimed to indicate someone had walked in. Glancing quickly towards the door and back to Yeji, I did a double take. It wasn't just one person that had walked in. It was 8 familiar looking tall men. All of them heading for the table right near ours. Shit.

#ateez #ateez x reader #ateez imagines #ateez fanfic #ateezau #san #choi san #choi san au #ateez san #ateez choi san #kpop #Kpop au #idol x reader #idol x non idol

[lisahasbeentaken]

Idol Ateez x Idol Lilac

New Series: Ateez's 9th female member; Lilac.

Face Claim; Purple Kiss, Yuki.

#ateez #yuki #purplekiss #purplekissyuki #ateezau #ateez9thmember #ateezseries #kpop #jpop #aesthetic #idols #idolateez #idolkpop #itgirl #ateez female member #ateez female oc

[yunshoto]

hi, guys. 'tis would mark my first post. i will be posting about ateez stuff and fics or aus. it would be great to have some new friends here! i like anime, movies, and ateez. but i also enjoy listening to kpop songs in general 🫶🏻 oh yeah. my ults are yunhwa! 🥺

also, i ejoy writing angst stories hehe <3!

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[hwaberry-dreams]

Dazzling Light

Part five

Yunho had barely slept. Every time he closed his eyes all he could picture in his head was Byeol and San together. San touching her in ways Yunho has. Her lips kissing Sans, San making her moan. He couldn’t deny his jealousy over this and he hated he was feeling jealous too.

It was only recently he had felt this way. Yunho did not know where it had even come from or why. Their agreement had suited them both since it began. Obviously, they loved one another as friends, but there were never any romantic feelings involved.

He gave up trying to sleep and got out of bed to go for a walk. He wanted to clear his head and he couldn’t do that stuck in the apartment, not with Mingi snoring loudly next door, which he only did after a night filled with Soju, and Wooyoung and Jongho taking up the entire sofa. Throwing on a hoodie and sweats, he made his way out of his apartment.

He walked around for 2 hours, not going anywhere in particular, but finally found himself outside the cafe. On Saturday mornings, Hyejin worked in the cafe for a few hours before she went to her piano and violin lessons. She would open up, especially if Byeol had been drinking the night before. Yunho knew that Byeol would have been in no fit state to open this morning with how wasted she was last night at the club and if she and San had carried on drinking when they got back, then she would have been worse.

Yunho took a deep breath and opened the cafe door. He saw Hyejin serving a table while Byeol was sitting behind the counter, her head hanging down. Her long hair covering most of her face as her small hands clutched a large mug of black coffee. He saw that had hands were shaking slightly as well.

“Good morning Yunho!” Hyejin cheerfully greeted, bowing to him

“Hi, Hyejin.” he replied. “How is the head?” he asked Byeol when he reached her.

“I am dying!” she croaked.

Byeol looked up at him and he tried not to react to her pale face, no makeup, her eyeglasses that she rarely wore were halfway down her nose. Her usual round eyes barely able to open. She looked like death; he thought.

“You made me worry when you just left with San without telling me.” he swallowed nervously.

“I am sorry.” She replied.

“So I assume that you both got back safely then?” he asked

“Yeah, we did.” She answered, a shaky hand taking a sip of her coffee.

“San still here?” He asked.

Yunho tried to sound nonchalant, but he hated this feeling that was brewing inside him. He wanted nothing more to ask her if she had the ‘all night fuck session’ with San that she wanted from him.

“Yep.” She nodded. “Could you actually help me with him? I need to move him, but I couldn’t do it myself earlier.”

Yunho nodded before following her up the stairs at the back of the kitchen to her apartment. He felt sick to his stomach; he did not know what sight he was in for when he entered the apartment. Did she need help to put his clothes back on because he was butt ass naked in her bed? Or was he naked somewhere else? He really didn’t want to see a naked San anywhere in that apartment.

Byeol unlocked the door and went into the bathroom, Yunho in tow, dreading whatever he was about to witness in there. He sighed with relief when he saw a fully clothed San fast asleep in her bathtub, cuddling into Shiber 2.0.

“Bastard stole my Shiber then passed out in here as soon as we got back.” Byeol grumbled, poking Sans shoulder. “I couldn’t pry Shiber out his arms so I had to sleep without him.” She pouted as Yunho laughed.

“Wow, now this needs photographic evidence.” He said, pulling his phone out.

“I need a shower to wake me up before Hyejin has to leave for her lessons. And if he doesn’t shift, I will put the cold tap on.” She said.

Yunho put his phone back in his hoodie after he took enough photos to embarrass San for a while. He shook him first, with no reaction. San was out cold. He then tried to grip underneath his arms to pull him up. However, because San was in a deep sleep, he was full deadweight, so Yunho couldn’t manage it and instead San slipped further into the tub. Yunho nearly fell in with him, causing Byeol to hide a chuckle at the sight as Yunho grew frustrated.

Yunho sighed as he stood back upright, scratching his head, trying to figure out how to get San out of the tub.

“At least we got Shiber back.” Byeol said, as Sans arms had loosened around the plush when Yunho pulled on him. “Lets put the water on. That’ll wake him up.”

“He will be pissed off though.” Yunho commented.

“So? He shouldn’t have stolen my Shiber then got himself in the tub! I told him to sleep on the sofa, but oh no! Choi San does what he wants.” Byeol argued.

Yunho felt more relief when he heard Byeol was trying to get him on the sofa and not into her bed. Maybe he was overthinking things. He always did with Byeol. He didn’t want anyone hurting her. Someone had already hurt badly her. Il-Sung, her exboyfriend, cheated on her with her best friend from medical school.

They all went to the same school and Byeol found it hard being in the same classes as the both of them. Yunho always wondered if Il-Sung and Nari were the main reason she never returned after her gap year. Of course he knew her dreams of owning a cafe, but he also knew she was excelling in medical school. Top of her class in every subject and that she was enjoying it more than she thought she would. She took her gap year weeks after she found out about the cheating.

Yunho watched as she moved the switch on the tap to cold and put it on full blast. Within seconds, San sat upright screaming as Yunho nearly fell over laughing at him.

“Get out my bath!” Byeol said loudly

“What the fuck, Yeolie?!” San shouted, scrambling out of the tub and onto the floor. “You could have just woken me up like a normal person!”

“I did! Yunho tried as well. He even attempted to lift you out, but he couldn’t. So you got the water treatment!” She replied. “Now, if you both don’t mind getting the fuck out of my bathroom. I need to take a shower before Hyejin finishes!”

Yunho laughed as he helped San off the floor before grabbing a towel from the rack.

“You are lucky the water was all you got. You stole Shiber 2.0 and she couldn’t get it out of your arms!” Yunho said as the pair walked into Byeols bedroom.

“Damn, I am lucky to still be alive then.” San groaned, wrapping the towel around him.

“You can put these on.” Yunho said, passing San some of his clothes from the drawer.

“I think it is weird you have a drawer of your clothes here. That is dangerously close to relationship territory.” He teased.

“Do you want to stay in those cold, wet clothes or do you want warm and dry clothes?” Yunho asked, holding the clothes above his head, out of reach of San.

“Of course I do! Sorry!” he whined.

By the time Hyejin was due to leave, Byeol was showered, makeup on, contact lenses in, and was a lot less hungover. Basically, she looked like her normal self again. San was still suffering, so Byeol had left him sleeping it off in her bed.

Shortly after, Yunho left to go back to his apartment and get ready for a dance class he had promised to teach for a dancer friend who was attending a family wedding.

Around 4pm, the cafe was quiet. Apart from a couple of regular customers sitting in and a few takeaway orders that had come in, Byeol could sit down behind the counter for a bit and do some reading. She had been so busy recently she had barely looked at her book.

“How are you getting on with the book?” a deep voice said, making her jump.

She was so lost in her book she hadn’t even heard the little bell above the cafe door chime to let her know someone had come in. Her eyes looked up to see the man from the other day smiling at her.

“Gosh, I am so sorry. I was completely lost, Seonghwa.” She laughed, putting the book to one side and standing up. “I have barely read anything this past week, so I was taking full advantage while it was quiet. What can I get you?”

“A latte and any cake you pick.” he answered.

“Sitting in or taking away?” she asked.

“Unfortunately, I need to takeaway today. I have a meeting in half an hour. Do you read a lot?” He asked.

“I am usually busy with the cafe and baking, so not as much as I would like to.” she answered as she started making his coffee.

“You bake all these cakes?” he asked, his eyes widening.

“Yeah, I make everything in here. The cafe is my baby.” Byeol smiled.

“I didn’t realise you were the owner.” he said. “Sorry, I don’t mean to offend you!” he added quickly.

“Don’t be. Nearly everyone is. I know my appearance doesn’t scream cute baking cupcake cafe owner. Probably more like the scary tattooed, pierced girl you would avoid on a dark night.” She laughed.

“I wouldn’t avoid you. I don’t think you look scary, you are beautiful.” He said without thinking before clasping his hand over his mouth as his ears instantly turned red while Byeol let out a tiny giggle.

“You wouldn’t say that if you saw her this morning in full on hangover mode!” Sans voice suddenly said, “She was like the girl from The Ring!”

Byeol whipped her head and saw him standing in the doorway with a massive smirk on his face and a cup of coffee in his hand. Seonghwa felt his ear heat even further as he looked at the young man. The same one from the other day, he noted.

“San-ah! Get back upstairs!” Byeol hissed quietly through her teeth before turning back to Seonghwa. “I am so sorry about him!” she said

“I only speak the truth, Yeolie!” San’s voice drifted through as he walked back into the kitchen area.

“Gosh, he is such a pain. I am sorry.” Byeol says as she picks up a slice of victoria sponge cake, carefully placing it in a box for him.

Seonghwa shook his head and pulled out his wallet to pay for the cake and coffee.

“Your boyfriend?” he heard himself ask, unable to hold back.

“San? oh god no! Just my pain in the ass friend. I made the mistake of letting him sleep off his hangover in my apartment upstairs today.” She replied, placing a lid on the coffee cup. “He is right though, I did look like pure death this morning.” she added laughing.

“So am I allowed to know your name this time? I came back like I said I would.” he smiled at her as she placed it on the counter.

“It is Byeol.” she answered

“Ahh. Do you believe in fate?” he asked as she tilted her head in confusion. “Your name means ‘star’ and mine means ‘to be a star’. Maybe we were destined to meet.”

And with that, he gave her one last smile before leaving the cafe. As Byeol took a deep breath, gently biting her bottom lip as she watched him walk past the window and out of view. There was something about him. She didn’t know what yet, but hoped to see him again to explore it.

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[deadlygoddess85]

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[alvojake]

A new chapter of Chaos Crew has been updated!! Make sure to comment and vote!! Thanks, loves!! Have a great day/night!! <33

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[dreamyinception-world]

My Eternal Sunshine

Pairing: Song Mingi + Jung Yunho

Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst, Alternate Universe, Supernatural/Magical World, Aspects of Slice of Life (if you squint), Established Long Distance Relationship, Love Letters

w/c: 1.5k

Summary: Distance has always played into Yunho and Mingi’s relationship since they both branched off and went to their respective colleges to follow their dreams. Being three years into their relationship, Yunho decides, alongside showering his boyfriend with gifts, to share one of his most precious memories in the form of a letter.

~writer’s note~: hello beautiful people! i wanted to share this lovely story that actually came to be from a dream (as cliche as that may sound) and i just had to put it into action for you all! this will be completely in yunho’s pov, if not made obvious of the summary. i might make a second part to it with mingi’s pov, but i'm not entirely sure yet! for now, i hope you all enjoy the story and happy valentine’s day to those who celebrate! ♡

©dreamyinception-world/deepnesta 2022 || please do not repost or use any of my work without my permission. Thank you ♡

~ ♡ ~

Spring was always the most beautiful. 

I was always reminded of how short it was by my mom. She told me not to put all of my happiness into a two-week time frame or I might be disappointed. “It’s not enough time.” She would say that maybe I should have focused myself more on the summer time, when I had more free time during the school break to spend time with my friends. 

Although she didn’t know it at the time, the season that disappeared as quickly as it came wasn’t my favorite due to the temperature or even the availability I had. 

It always reminded me of you. 

You didn’t always see the ways the trees would mimic your swaying and laughter. How the branches moved along with your silly movements and the pink petals from cherry blossoms would dance slowly to the ground, flowing with the grove of your body. The sun was always shining perfectly with a spotlight on you, highlighting the gloss of your skin. 

It would kiss every corner, the ones that I couldn’t give to you. 

Spring meant we could run away on the weekends. 

The ground was never too hot under our feet. Laying out in the sun on our blankets wouldn’t cause worry of sunburns or bug bites. The days would grow longer into the evening- you would hold your hand up to the sky to gauge how much the sun had moved. 

The closer the sun moved down, soon we would have to go back. 

“I’m going to become a scientist so I can figure out how to make the sun stay! Then we’ll be able to stay outside together forever!” You would exclaim at the end of day, lips pursed in a small pout. 

I know you hated when I made fun of you for that. You would always tell me you were just a kid, it was easy for things to be imagined that way. 

But every moment you would bring it up, beg the sun to come back to its high point in the sky, whine when the golden hour had set in- I wanted to give it to you. Your paradise where the sun would always be in the sky. You could enjoy the world around you as much as you wanted to. Even if I wasn’t in it, I would know you’re smiling from wherever you are. 

Every year that would pass, as we grew older, I thought about everything that made that time of year perfect for you. The food you would eat, the way the clouds were fluffy and floating in the sky, all the way down to the way the grass would feel under your feet. 

“You’re going to make this for me?” You vibrated and bounced.

The design was perfect but I promised you that it would be exactly how you wanted it. It just needed time to grow. 

That’s when Spring became my favorite season. 

Starting from the first spring of our high school freshman year, I took all the pieces I needed to make your paradise. Stacks of books piled up on my desk as I researched the way to recreate the perfect spring. One that would last forever. 

~ ♡ ~

I decided on the first spring that our romance started to form. 

We found the perfect tree outside, one that hung over the grass to protect us from the full blast of the sun. You were content on letting little peaks of the sun fall between the leaves. The spot was so far away that it felt like we were in our own little world. 

You were more quiet than usual that day, I thought that maybe something was wrong. The first year of high school had been rough for both of us. We didn’t get to see each other as often as we wanted to, all of our classes were different. You started making friends with new people and the distance between us became even larger. All that we could have done was pass each other in the hallways, sharing glances but not enough to make anyone be curious of us. 

I never held it against you and nor you to me. We always managed to find each other. 

You were fidgeting with your hands while staring off into the distance, watching the baby pink blossoms float to the ground from the adjacent tree. My breath was trapped in my throat. I wanted to touch your hand, pull you into my arms, onto my lap, feel your heartbeat pulse with mine. All the things I never had the courage to do.

Then I thought of it. A leap of faith. 

I’m going to jump, Mingi-yah. I just hope, in some miraculous way, you will catch me. 

Before I even reached you, our minds connected. I could hear all of your thoughts so clearly in my head. Please hold me, I need you. I’m sorry...sorry! I waited too long. Fuck, I felt the prickle of tears threatening to fall from the corner of your eyes as they looked into mine. The desperation in your mind and heart for me to forgive you for never reaching for me. For the years of waiting alongside you so patiently and watching time go by without a single form of attention. 

Mingi. 

I caught the droplets under my thumb. The sun made the ground sparkle, reflected back into your glassy eyes. All wind and motion stopped so not a single word would be missed. Years would not go by again that we couldn’t hear each other. 

I’ve always heard you. Felt your touch though you never once actually did. 

My lips brushed against his cheek, just enough to feel the sensation. 

Your smile made every day feel like spring again. 

Moving your shaky hands from my thighs, you held on tightly to the back of my shirt. 

No matter how far we may be away from each other,

My lips moved away, allowing our eyes to meet again.

I’ll always feel your heart. I’ll love you all the same.

~ ♡ ~

Every year, during Spring, our love grows stronger. 

I melded each piece together. Although it was small, I knew that someday with the right amount of space you would be able to make it bigger. You would plant it in the biggest plot of land, anywhere in the world that you wanted to make your forever home. Then, you can hold your precious treasure close to your heart and feel the love of the sun and nature no matter what time of year it was. 

For your 18th birthday, I gave it to you. Keep it close. Put it down outside when you’re ready.

Your kiss was sweet and tender, melting in the safety of my arms. 

When we can meet again, at the right time, we can make our new life together. 

A smile spread across both our lips. 

I don’t have to write this for you to know. I want you to feel me through the paper, the connection that still holds strong between us. Whenever you have a hard time, run your fingers across the edges. 

Do you feel it? My fingers and hand carve out each letter on the page? Warm, just like spring. 

~ ♡ ~

Mingi,

There are many words that you never said. I know you still regret it so much. The time slipped away so quickly and yet, your brain felt so much fear. The love that you felt was something that you didn’t understand yet. We were only kids then. You knew that you liked the times that we were able to spend together. The way being in the sun all day, sitting in silence and enjoying the breeze made your heart swell, knowing that I was there next to you. 

That’s all I ever wanted from you. I never expected you to do anything for me. Being able to feel your heart and knowing that when we connected, only if it was for a second, our beats would flow together. That’s all that mattered to me. Because it meant that you loved me just as much as I loved you. 

It didn’t matter where we were in the world, Spring followed you everywhere you went. 

You filled every space and corner of your life with your most precious treasure- your heart. 

My sunshine.

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~writer’s note pt. 2~: I really loved writing this and I really hope all of you enjoy it! Please let me know if you would like to be tagged in my future work!  ♡ 

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[atinyteez]

ATEEZ INCORRECT QUOTES - 9

Eden: You know Jongho, you seem very mature for your age

Jongho: Thank you very much , its the trauma

Eden: Trauma?

Jongho: motions vaguely at woosan bullying seonghwa , hongjoong trying to control yungi while yeosang just sits aside and yells encouragements to everyone

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[sanieee]

𝐵𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

Summary: This is a game I have made for you to play, if you are bored. Choose your answers and let’s see how and with who do you end up with. As you play, you will be given hearts  ❦, that will determine your results, add them as you play, but be careful because they can also subtract, so do not cheat and be honest with yourselves! (or not, I am not your mother to tell you what to do lol if you want to cheat like in the online exams, I will not even notice ) Also, this game will be updated weekly, so bare with me I am suffocated with stuff to do. Let’s begin!

Do you have a phone?

Yes? Perfect. 

Do you have a crazy best friend that includes you in her crazy ideas that ran through her head at 2 am  because she doesn't want to do them alone?

Also yes?

Well let me tell you, that is all you need to meet eight handsome guys in order for you to pick a boyfriend. 

You heard me, a boyfriend. 

Your best friend was always whining about not having a significant other, and this random add popped in her YouTube and basically she screamed 

OMG I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE. 

She thought about it for some days and when you flew to her house because she urged you to go to her house. She made you sit on the couch as she pulled out a PowerPoint. 

“Now I now this may seem weird, but don’t judge me”

Wrong start if you ask me. 

“I have found this dating app where guys will become your boyfriend for a week, so they will act as your boyfriend so you fall for their charms, and then you may get to choose one to be the love of your life!”

I know you laughed as you stood up to get something to eat from her fridge.

But she threw herself on top of you whining about how she didn’t want to go through this alone. 

“It’s just for some fuuuuun. PLeAsE. I will meet the guys you choose for me, and you will meet the guys I choose for you.”

You said no, even if she gave you puppy eyes. 

She stood in front of you, blocking your every movement.

You wanted to push her aside but she clung her arms around your leg and you were basically contemplating life. 

So, what is your choice?

Would you like to meet these handsome guys she claims you will have fun with?

You opened your mouth to say your decision, your friend waiting eagerly. 

➵  “No thanks, I would like to meet my future boyfriend in other circumstances.”

➵  “Just because I am really curious and you are annoying.”

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[dinossaurz]

Ateez masterlist

Kim Hongjoong

Park Seonghwa

Jeong Yunho

Kang Yeosang

Choi San

Are you staying for the night?

Song Mingi

Jung Wooyoung

First Kiss (Februfluff challenge)

Choi Jongho

OT8

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[sugasimply]

𝙱𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝙴𝚙.𝟷 | 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

✦ Mafia!AU

✦ OT8 x Reader

✦ 21+ Series

✦ Warnings: Smut, name calling, cursing, creampie, slight mentions of blood, biting, hair pulling, mentions of guns, rough smut, overstimulation, implied humiliation kink

✦ Word Count: 4k

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The doors of the dimly lit bed slam open, sending a jolt throughout the whole mansion. A slam of equal strength sent the door closing, almost splintering the mahogany wood in half.

Your back was turned from the door, but you felt it; an aura had filled the room. An aura you knew all too well.

Hongjoong had entered. And he was angry. Actually, scratch that, he was manically raged.

Though frankly, you almost paid no mind to him. This type of occurrence wasn’t anything new. Hongjoong has a temper and being the leader of a gang definitely didn’t help that. There where always things going down and always something that would set hongjoong off.

Tonight was almost no exception. Hongjoong was sure pissed, absolutely livid, but the type of anger coming off of him was anger you’ve never felt from him before. It was like you could feel the flames of his rage on your back.

“Joong, what’s wrong?” you ask as you turn to him, a clear sound of concern in your voice.

Hongjoong made no motion or sound. He said absolutely nothing. Which, is inherently 1000% worse than him saying anything. There where only harsh puffs of air coming from him. No answer, just puff...puff....burst!

Hongjoong started throwing and destroying everything in his sight. The nightstands, the lamps, the pillows on the bed- hell even the flowers he gave you for your birthday weren’t spared. He was deadset on destroying everything he could, especially you.

With a stern and steady voice, hongjoong spoke out his first words of the night, “get on your fucking knees. 

Oh fuck. You were fucked.

Despite your concern for him, you knew you had to follow each and every order he gives you. Disobeying would only make him more furious, and a furious hongjoong was a hongjoong, not even the devil himself could match

Getting up from the bed, you stood right in front of him. Keeping your gaze on him, you kneel down and get into the position he wanted-- folding your legs neatly under you and bounding your arms behind your back.

Although you understood in times like this you were not to speak unless spoken to, you needed to let hongjoong know that whatever pursued next, you were okay with it. “I know you’re angry right now joong and probably can’t even think through the anger, but I can take it. I can take your anger.”

Hongjoong peered down at you with an indescribable look, still not saying a word. He stood in the same place for a minute before preceding to saunter around you. He walked around you the same way a teacher thinking of a punishment to give to a bad student would. 

Your heart begins to slam against your chest as he continues to walk around you without a word; your breathing coming out ragged even though he has yet to do anything.

After what seemed like forever, hongjoongs shoes click together as he comes to a complete stop behind you. You couldn’t sense a sound besides your own beating heart. The room is in complete utter silence. No words spoken, only heavy breathing.

Your heart rate skyrockets when you catch the sound of the fabric of hongjoongs black suit rustling. Two cold fingers find their way to the side of your nape, causing you to flinch from the unexpected touch. Hongjoong gives three light taps, signaling to you he understood your previous statement. 

“Y/n,” hongjoong calls out, hints of rage still lingering in his tone.

“Yes sir,” you reply without hesitation.

Hongjoong reaches out and grabs the top of your head, his fingers card through and intertwine with the strands of your hair. 

His grip turned from light and gentle to rough within a second, causing your back to arch from the pull he gives, “I’m going to let go and when I do, you’re going to undress and spread yourself out on the bed for me like a desperate slut, got it?“

You nod your head yes with difficulty, which only earns you a sharp pull to your hair. “I want verbal answers only darling,” hongjoong grits out, his voice less than endearing.

With a clenched jaw, you begrudgingly with, “I’m sorry sir. I understand the instructions I was given, sir.”

Hongjoong reluctantly loosens his grip a little, “my little whore knows well. Now do as you were told, or else.”

You really didn’t wanna know what would happen when you earn an “or else” from a mafia leader, so the second hongjoongs fingers unwind and retract from your hair, you’re up from the ground faster than a speeding bullet.

To your luck, hongjoong had burst into the room right after you had gotten out of the shower, so the only clothing you where wearing was a robe and undergarments. 

The robe came off quick and easy, along with the bra and panties. Hongjoongs eyes stayed on you the whole time you undressed, watching every little movement you made.

Swiftly, you plop down on the bed. The silk sheets kissing your skin as you lay flat on the bed, bending your knees, and spreading open your legs out as far as you could. Everything out in the open just for him.

Hongjoongs stare was now more prominent to the point he could burn holes through you and the mattress. You were spread out and open like a full platter ready for him to feast on. 

Deciding would no longer slate his thirst and anger, hongjoong charges towards your still body, eyes crazed with delirium. For a split second, you wanted to back away, but you knew it’d do you no good or make a difference. Tonight you’d have to submit to him fully.

A strangled groan leaves your lips as hongjoong crashes on top of you, his slightly calloused hands, far from gently, rub up and down your naked body, making their way to any place they could.

As for hongjoong himself, his mouth settled above your collarbone; hot and ragged breaths being the only sound coming from him. And like a rabid animal, he delves into your collarbone, sucking on it as roughly as he could.

He wanted you bruised with marks that would last more than weeks. He was the only one that could mark you, and damn sure he was going to uphold to that. A sharp cry ripples through your throat. Hongjoong moved on from rough sucking to full-on biting.

The bites weren’t enough to break the skin, but his sharp canines didn’t make the bites any less painful. Hongjoong continued to bite at your collarbone and neck as his hands finally find perch between your thighs.

He gives a few rough squeezes to the inner sides before burying his hand in the true prize. His fingers slowly lave at the bundle of nerves, moving up and down your lower lips. To his pleasure, his fingers are coated with your wetness.

Unbeknownst to you, hongjoongs outburst had you gushing with arousal. The fire in his eyes and his dominant voice sent waves of excitement all the way down to your awaiting heat. Hongjoong was never fully rough with you, so this change in demeanor was enticing.

Hongjoong reluctantly unlatches from your neck, “you’re fucking kidding. Are you that much of a little whore? Getting wet from barely anything?” he says astonished with a hint of amusement.

As humiliating as it was, he was right. Barely anything has happened and you’re already putty in his hands. And you’d never admit it, but this hongjoong, this raging and controlling hongjoong was such a turn on.

Hongjoong continued to work his fingers. Massaging your lips, then pushing just the tips of his fingers in, putting most of his fixation on your sensitive clit. His thumb rubs at your clit in tight circular motions, his pace unrelenting, making you cry out like a bitch in heat. 

Wetness soon started to pool out between your legs, coating hongjoongs fingers generously. Embarrassingly, the feeling of an orgasm was approaching faster and faster. The tightness in your lower abdomen growing heavier.

Hongjoong catches wind of how close you are to ecstasy, and abruptly his touch stops. Leaving you bewildered and slightly annoyed, hongjoong lifts off you. He leaves your side to stand in front of you, wiping his fingers on his suit pants with a stoic face.

‘Sir-” you call out when trying to sit up, but are quickly cut off.

“I’m disappointed darling. Do you know why?” You tremble as he turns to you. His demeanor is quite calm, yet his eyes tell another story. “N-no sir, I-I don’t know why.”

Hongjoong scoffs, shaking his head, “really?” he inquires.

“Yes sir. I don’t know why,” you answer without a stutter. 

He lets out a dry chuckle before abruptly cutting himself off, “I’m disappointed by your pathetic attempt at an orgasm. Almost cumming just from a few flicks of the wrist. What a shameful whore you’d be,” his tone coldly antagonizing.

You’re taken aback. Not by hongjoongs words, but by the amount of wetness that gushed out of you due to his words. For a few seconds, you sit still on the bed, face like a fish out of water, and cheeks flushed cherry red. 

“You like it don’t you? Getting called a whore and slut huh?” hongjoong accuses, a cruel amusement curving onto his features, “then you should beg.”

Confusion slaps you in the face. You don’t have a clue as to what you should be asking, or rather be begging for. In turn, this causes hongjoongs non-existent patience to run dry at your unresponsive self. 

Hongjoong lets out a low growl and roughly grabs your forearms, yanking up from the bed. “Kneel,” he lets go of you, hands settling on your shoulders then bluntly pushes you down on your knees.

Despite the ache spreading in your knees from the rough meeting with the floor, you still get into the proper position for the 2nd time that night; with your head bowed in shame, you await hongjoongs next commands.

Hongjoong takes a step around and grabs a handful of your hair, “every good whore knows when someone says beg, you get on your fucking knees and say please sir.” He gives a hard tug to your hair, “now beg like a whore if you want me to fuck you,” he demands.

“P-please s-sir,” you beg, struggling with the tight grip he has

“God your even pathetic with your begging,” he tugs your hair back till you could look up at him, -the pain to your scalp borderline intolerable- “beg for it.” 

“Please sir, I want you t-to...fuck m-me,” you beg once again, hoping it was enough for him.

It wasn’t.

Slap. Hongjoongs unoccupied hand comes down on your right cheek. The slap wasn’t hard, but it was sure hard enough to leave a red mark and provoke a disgruntled moan out of you.

“This is your last chance slut. Fucking beg or I’ll leave you with nothing,” hongjoong demands once more, his gaze turning ice cold and filling with impatience.

Arousal and desperation overfill you. You needed the stimulation; the type of stimulation only he could give you. And you wanted to prove to him you could do better. That you could be the good dirty little whore he wanted right now.

“Please fuck me, sir. I need you to fuck me senseless till the only thing that comes out of my whore mouth is your name, please,” you beg, your mouth watering just at the thought of hongjoong fucking into you.

You let out a moan of pain as he yanks you up by the hair. “Pathetic, but good enough,” hongjoong says half-heartedly, dragging you by the hair to settle you on top of the bed, and places you on all fours. His grip still very present on your hair.

With his unoccupied hand, hongjoong places his hand on the back of your neck and presses your face down into the mattress, leaving yourself exposed to him once again.

From this position, you see anything behind you, but you sure as hell could feel everything. You could feel hongjoongs bulge pressing into your ass; the thick material of his pants not hiding the fact that he was harder than a rock.

You hear something clatter behind you, and with a fast fluid motion, hongjoong has his belt off and unzips his pants down enough to free his aching cock.

“Feel what you’ve have done to me pathetic whore,” you feel hard taps of his cock against your ass cheek. “God I’m going to fucking break you, my little slut,” he growls.

Without wasting time, hongjoong plunges into you as deep as he possibly could go; your walls hugging tightly around him. Your pressed face covering the scream you let out as he entered you without warning.

That one scream turns into a cluster of rough moans as hongjoong sets a brutal pace in thrusts. His thrusts are sharp and precise. He knows your body better than you, making finding your g-spot easy. Like he had directions to it mapped out.

One of his hands comes down to grip your hip, the worry of bruising from how tight he’s holding it not even crossing your mind- that is singly focused on his pulsing cock hitting that one spot each thrust without a fail or a falter.

Its complete bliss how his cock fits in you like a puzzle piece. The veins of his cock rubbing against the side of your walls in the most heavenly way. Countless moans spill out of you every thrust he gives.

“Fuck you have such a tight pussy my little slut,” hongjoong moans loudly, his grip digging painfully in your hip as his thrusts become harder. 

Soon after his words, the room fills only with the sounds of skin slapping, your broken moans, and hongjoongs breathy groans. His hand snakes away from your hip and moves all the way down to your lower half.

You couldn’t register where his hand was heading,- seeing as your mind was complete jello right now- but the second his fingers graze your oversensitive clit, you’re sent into a full-blown frenzy. 

You scream out in pleasure, any words you were going to say turning into incoherent ramblings as his fingers rubbing your clit keep the sem rhythm with his thrusts.

The combination of hongjoongs thrusts and fingers circling your clit sends you spiraling closer and closer to an orgasm, and hongjoong definitely knows how close you are. 

With his hand gripped in your hair, hongjoong pulls you up, arching you forcefully- the pain only bringing you on the brink of letting the tight band forming in your abdoment snap. His teeth graze the bites he gave you previously, licking and nibbling at them.

“I know you’re close darling; I can feel you clenching so tightly around my cock. You want to cum so badly don’t you?” Hongjoong chuckles airily, his voice rough.

“Please, sir! Please let me cum! Fill my insides with your cum like the fucking dirty whore I am!” Your words come out slurred and broken, tears starting to stream down your face as every feeling becomes more intense.

Hongjoong lets out a loud grunt. The sight of your completely fucked out face bringing him closer to the edge as well, but he couldn’t let you cum without one last thing.

“Say my name whore,” he demands, his hips snapping into you with each syllable of his sentence.

“Kim hongjoong, kim hongjoong, kim hon-!” you cry out, the tightening band that had formed in your abdoment snapping, and the full force of your orgasm hits you. Your mind goes blank, and your body feels drugged up on euphoria.

Hongjoong relents his ministrations on your clit as you come down from your high, but he is far from done. Giving you no time to calm down, hongjoongs free hand wraps around your stomach and pulls you up so you where flush against his back; he continues to snap his hip full force into you.

You cry out silently. Every feeling was heightened to an overwhelming point of oversensitivity. Your whole body had turned to jello, so the only thing you had the strength to do was clench around. Hongjoong moans out at the tight hold you have around his cock, his head falling forward into your neck.

Unexpectedly, hongjoongs sharp canines dig into your neck, piercing your skin fully. The pain sends you into your second orgasm, and hongjoong into his. He pulls you closer, spilling every drop of his warm cum into you. 

You both stay in that position for a couple of minutes with hongjoongs mouth still latched onto your now slowly bleeding neck. You’ve never felt such fulfillment from being stuffed to the brink with hongjoongs cum.

As the euphoric high comes down for you two, the pain in your neck starts to register. And it hurts like hell.

“Joong, I know you may still be on rampage mode and apparently have a vampire fantasy, but could you please unlatch from my neck? It hurts really badly,” you plead, exhausted and in pain.

Hongjoong, seemingly back to normal, also realizes was he did, and carefully unlatches his teeth from your neck. ”Shit sorry about that,” he apologizes, wiping the blood that ran down his chin with his sleeve.

The bite looked nasty, but it wasn’t actually too deep or go into any major artery, it was just deep enough to break the skin and cause some blood, also a lot of uncomfortable pain.

“I’m so sorry about that, I’ll go get the first aid kit,” hongjoong apologizes again and pulls his softening cock out of you. He wraps his arms around your waist, and as gently as he could without moving your neck lays you down properly on the bed- maneuvering you so the bite on your neck was opposite of the pillow.

Tiredness has your eyes fluttering close. You feel hongjoongs weight leave the bed, then you hear clattering from the bathroom. Back in no time, you feel hongjoong dip back on the bed.

You struggle to open your heavy eyes, but when you do, hongjoong has the first aid in his left hand and the cursed rubbing alcohol in the right. You let out a soft whine at the sight of the rubbing alcohol which causes a heartwarming from hongjoong to sound around the room.

The chuckle sets you back a little, seeing as that is the happiest thing that’s come from him this whole night. Nonetheless, you give him a gentle smile back.

“I don’t blame you for hating the rubbing alcohol, but I need to disinfect your neck or it’ll get much worse,” hongjoong lectures while pulling out bandages and cloths from the first aid kit.

Uncapping the rubbing alcohol, hongjoong dumps a decent amount of the liquid on one of the cloths and shuffles closer to you so he could reach the wound. He tries to dab the wet cloth on the wound, but you pull away from him.

Hongjoongs calm face flushes with confusion, “Y/n? I have to cle-”

“Why where you mad?”

Finally! The million-dollar question of the night was asked. You thought that if you were going to go through the sting of rubbing alcohol because of hongjoong, then you sure were going to get something out of it.

Hongjoong ignores your question and tries once again to disinfect your wound; you pull away once more.

“Don’t ignore me joong, why?”

Sighing deeply, hongjoong bows his head for a split second before lifting back up to meet your eyes, “if I tell you, will you stop pulling away and let me disinfect your wound?”

You give a construed nod yes and await his answer, as well as the cursed sting of the rubbing alcohol.

They both come at the same time, so you don’t acknowledge the sting. Rather you acknowledge hongjoongs answer.

“Tonight before I came into the room, a shipment of guns were stolen from us as we were having a meeting. The stolen guns weren’t that big of a problem, but who stole them was. Pandora's Box, a new uprising gang had stolen them.”

“They where fucking rookies, yet they seized a well-guarded shipment of our guns,” hongjoongs anger wanted to get a hold of him again, but he held himself back before continuing, “some of my men called me incompetent.”

“They questioned whether if I could properly run things when someone as little as Pandora's Box could get a hold of our guns. And i...I questioned myself as well. Maybe I’m not a competent leader.”

“Joong you know you’re the most competent leader there is in this world. These men wouldn’t entrust you with their lives if they didn’t think that as well,” you assure him with only the truth.

Hongjoong truly was the most competent leader. Having only started in the mafia world two years ago, The Pirate King mafia has risen through the ranks to #1 quicker than any mafia ever. Even someone as timid as you trust him with your life.

“But what if-” you grab his that was just finishing up bandaging your neck in a tight hold, “no what-ifs joong. Nobody can lead these boys but you and don’t ever question that or yourself.”

Another deep sigh leaves hongjoong. He gives you an endearing look and brings his other hand up to lovingly pat your head.

“You’re the only one that knows how to calm my thoughts y’know?” he gives you that classic hongjoong smile and wink-referring to the previous sins that happened not to long ago- which prompts you to roll your eyes and let go of his hand.

“You really know how to kill an endearing moment joong,” you say pursing your lips.

Giving a light laugh, hongjoong puts everything back into the first aid box and sets it on the ground, since well, he threw the nightstands. Also on the ground was a washcloth and bowl of water you didn’t notice he had grabbed.

Hongjoong takes a few moments to diligently cleaning you up and covering your naked body with warm blankets. His actions made a light blush spread throughout your cheeks. Hongjoong always made sure you got proper aftercare, but something about this time was different. It was gentler and more personal.

That night replayed in your head like a movie reel. Is this what he felt? you ask yourself. You were a stranger, yet he put his trust into you; he let you see the vulnerable side he held. The world he lives in is one that allows people in so easy, but he made an exception for you.

The love you shared with him, with the others, was one in a billion. It was dangerous and unrelenting, and you wouldn’t change that fateful meeting for anything. You had lovers, protectors, fighters- you had a family.

The washcloth and bowl get placed back in their place on the ground and hongjoong gets beside you in the bed, pulling you flush against his chest. His fingertips lightly trace the features of your face before they make their way down to your bandaged wound.

You aren’t that bothered by it, but hongjoong certainly was, “I’m so sorry for this. I don’t know what got into me. The rage came rushing and...and…,” he trailed off, face contorting with shame.

“Joong its okay, seriously. I told you I could handle it. Yeah maybe a warning would’ve been cool, but what’s done is done, and you’d never hurt me intentionally or without my consent,” you assure sternly, exhaustion catching up with you suddenly.

Satisfied with your conclusion, hongjoong softly presses a kiss on the bandaged bite, “I love you Y/n.”

“I love you too my vampire mafia leader,” you joke, letting your restless eyes flutter shut and sleep wash over you.

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Agh I don’t know how this was. I’m really rusty on smut, so hopefully it wasn't to cringe or rushed. Please let me know your honest thoughts on this and what would make it better. I’ll do a prologue on the readers story on how she fully got to be with the boys when the rest of the members are done since this story is more smut based rather then story based. Also props to anyone who can figure out which group is Pandora's Box.

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Taglist: @mirror-juliet​ @ambersaesthetics​ @multidreams-and-desires​ @etherealskzs​ @sonnensplitter​  (Sorry if I missed anyone!)

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Silver Nights With You~

ꕥPosted: 12/18/20

ꕥGenre: College!au, Christmas Imagine, Fluff, Angst & Smut (You know it’s gonna end happy, I’m a sap)

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Mingi

ꕥSummary: You get stuck in a cabin with Mingi and shit goes down( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

ꕥWord Count: ~4.9k (Holy shit I’ve never written this much before I am so sorry)

ꕥWarnings: Angst, Thigh riding, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it my dudes), Praise (m & f receiving),

ꕥA/N: This is the most angst I will ever write, I was genuinely on the brink of tears while writing this because I honestly can’t stand people being sad. Anyway this literally took me days to write and I really hope you all like it :)

ꕥTagging: @raysanshine​

“It’s fucking cold.” I took a sip of my hot cocoa, burying myself deeper in the mountain of blankets on my lap, glancing at the snow falling outside.

Wooyoung scoffed and spread his arms along the back of his couch, “It’s December, of course it’s gonna be cold.”

I turned back to him, “Okay, yeah, but I’m still gonna complain about it.”

“You complain about everything.”

“That is a gross over-exaggeration that portrays me in an unfair light and, frankly, you should be ashamed.”

My closest friend smiled, showing his slight dimples. His eyes drifted to my own, smile fading slightly. “What do I have to do for you to join us? Even for an hour or so?”

I sighed. Wooyoung had been bothering me about coming to our friend Yunho’s annual Christmas party for days now, but I simply wasn’t in the mood.

“I’d rather not go at all.”

“Why?”

“You know why.”

A year ago at the same party, my boyfriend Mingi broke up with me. It wasn’t a bad breakup, but it still hurt. He was set to study abroad for the next year and it just made the most sense to him, he told me. So who was I to stand in the way of his dreams? We decided to cut contact shortly after, it being too painful for us to even have small talk. We hadn’t talked since.

I’d spent the following year in a limbo, trying my hardest to enjoy my newfound independence, but ultimately failing, my thoughts somehow finding their way back to Mingi. Everything reminded me of him.

Rainy days made me think of the way he loved to dance with me in the rain, spinning me and smiling wide, warm raindrops messing up our hair. Sunny days made me think of the times we’d both take off work to have picnics, making wishes on dandelions. Stormy days made me think of how we’d cuddle up to one another and watch a trash movie, making fun of the characters’ bad choices. He was a part of me. He always would be. I suppose two years of dating does that. I suppose they take a part of you with them, too.

I told myself I healed. I told myself I was over him. But deep, deep down I knew I wasn’t. Part of me never would be.

“He won’t be there this year, if that helps at all.”

I remained silent, refusing Wooyoung a response, looking down at the carpet.

“I get it. I know what you’re going through. It really wasn’t that long ago that Aisha broke up with me.”

My eyes darted up. Wooyoung hadn’t talked about their breakup with me yet. I refused to push him, knowing he was still in pain and that he’d tell me when he was ready.

“It was for the best but I can’t pretend like I’m gonna move on soon. We were dating for a year and a half for god’s sake.” He let out a bitter laugh and turned to me, “I know it’s tough, but would you do it for me? Please come.”

“Okay.”

-

The high shrill of a female voice rang out through my phone, leading me to pull the device away from my ear.

“I knew Wooyoung could get you to change your mind!”

“Arin I get that you’re excited, but I’m gonna go deaf if you keep yelling.”

“Ack I’m sorry! I’m just so excited to see you! It’s been, what? Five months since I saw you last?”

“Yeah something like that.”

“Well anyways, I know it’s probably tough for you but I really appreciate you going. I know everyone else will, too.”

I tried to push down the longing I felt for Mingi, remembering the previous year in far too much detail.

“Yeah it’ll be nice to see them.”

“Okay I hate to cut it short but my boss might actually fire me if he finds me on my phone again.”

“You’re literally dating him. There’s no way in hell he’d fire you. I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”

“Shh not so loud!”

I rolled my eyes, knowing I was speaking no louder than usual.

“Alright. Take care then. I’ll see you at the party.”

“Yep! Love you, girly!”

“Love you, too. See ya.”

My phone beeped, signaling the end of the call.

I checked the calendar hanging on the wall of my bedroom. Three more days till the party and I was dreading it more and more.

A knock at the door startled me and I made my way over, opening the door to find Wooyoung standing before me with a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

“What are you doing here?”

“What? Can’t a guy just drop by to say hello to his best friend?”

“He can, but you only do when you’re up to something. What is it this time?”

“Nothing! Scout’s honor!” He lifted a hand to make the famous three-fingered salute. 

“You were never a boy scout, dumbass.”

Wooyoung brought a hand to his chest, mocking offense, “I’ll have you know that I simply brought flowers over as a thank you for agreeing to come with us.”

“Aww really? Do you wanna come in?”

“Yeah, really. But nah I can’t stay, I just wanted to drop them off.”

“You’re sweet.”

A cocky smile formed on his face, “I know.”

He passed the flowers over to me, giving me a hug and saying his goodbyes. I watched him walk to his car, a little skip in his step, wondering how anyone could let him go.

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I grabbed my warmest jacket and walked out to my car. Today was the day I’d been dreading for weeks. Today was the day I’d have to put on a brave face and pretend I was alright. I mentally hyped myself up as I slid into the driver’s seat.

You’ll be okay. You’re strong. You can do this.

Snow was already starting to fall and I made a mental note to be careful. After all, Yunho’s cabin was roughly an hour away.

As I drove, the snow began to fall much faster, leaving me no choice but to feel concerned. My car didn’t have four-wheel-drive and what if my car got stuck? I was only fifteen minutes away but in snow like this with such a low temperature, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to walk the rest of the way.

The sun had already begun to set and seeing the road becoming much harder. Only four more minutes with the current speed I was going. I could make it.

Of course, the universe wasn’t having it and my car broke down almost immediately after I had the thought.

“Fuck.”

I panicked for a brief moment, trying to start up my car with no success.

Wait. My phone.

Grabbing my phone at rapid speed, I found it out of battery.

“I literally just charged it what the hell?”

I tried my best to cope with the fact that I had no choice but to walk the rest of the way. Taking a deep breath, I opened my car door and braced for the cold wind.

Trudging through the snow storm, I felt my ears and hands begin to hurt from the cold. I could barely see where I was going, having to rely on remembering where the cabin was based on the times I had been there prior.

Eventually I spotted a cabin in the distance and kept going, feeling myself lose heat with every step.

Finally, I climbed up the stairs and reached the main doorway.

I knocked loudly against the large wooden door, silently pleading for someone to answer. After waiting a few seconds with no response I tried to turn the door knob, grateful to find it unlocked. 

I pushed the door open and entered, quickly closing it behind me. Warm air rushed over me and I never felt so thankful for indoor heating. The inside looked the same as it always did; the main door lead to the living room which had the same snow globes above the fireplace as always, the same Christmas decorations scattered throughout, and the Christmas tree in the same corner as usual.

I shivered and moved to find a blanket when I saw a tall figure enter the living room. I looked up, feeling my heart drop. Standing before me was the one man that I didn’t want to be here.

Mingi’s eyes widened and mouth opened, looking at me with surprise. It seemed both of us were frozen, unable to do anything other than look at one another.

His rich chestnut hair was longer than when I saw him last, it was parted in the center, reaching his eyes. He was wearing a fitted green sweater that complimented his honey skin and tight ripped jeans. I refused to allow myself to acknowledge how attractive he truly looked. I refused to tell myself how much I missed him and how I wanted nothing more than to jump in his arms.

“What are you doing here?” I managed to say, hating how timid my voice sounded. It’s because of the cold, I thought.

He seemed to come out of his trance, “I could ask you the same.”

“I’m here for the Christmas party.”

Mingi gave me a confused look. “The party isn’t until the twenty third.”

Annoyed, I narrowed my eyes, “It is the twenty third.”

He raised a brow and took his phone from his pocket, turning it to me, ‘December 19th’ it read.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” I huffed, moving to sit down on the couch while running my hands along my arms for some sort of warmth. Mingi noticed immediately and left the room only to bring back several thick blankets.

I removed my jacket and wrapped the blankets around me as tight as I could.

“My car broke down a while back and my phone is dead. Is there anyone here that could give me a ride?” I didn’t want to spend more time with him than I had to. It hurt too damn much.

Mingi gave an apologetic smile, “I’m the only one here, actually.”

I gave the man a confused look, “Why are you here?”

“My second semester ended so I’m no longer studying abroad. I came back to visit friends but didn’t have a place to stay so Yunho has let me stay here for a few days.” He was silent for a few seconds before adding, “I was gonna leave before the party I-”

“You don’t have to explain yourself. It’s fine.”

Silence.

“I would take you home if I could, but my car is being fixed right now so it isn’t here. We could call someone maybe if that-”

“Yeah that’s fine. Can I borrow your phone?”

He nodded and handed it over. I didn’t notice it when he showed me his phone before, but his lock screen was different. It shouldn’t have hurt to see that it changed from a selfie of us to a picture of him with friends I assume he made abroad. It shouldn’t have. It had been a year, I should be over him.

I opened his phone without needing a password and tried to hide a smile. He never had a password in all the time I’d known him.

Good to know some things never change.

I dialed Wooyoung’s number and pressed the call button.

“We are sorry, but at this time your service provider is out of range. Please-”

Great.

I handed back his phone, “You don’t have any signal.”

“That’s odd, we always have service here...Do you wanna charge your phone? Maybe you’ll have better luck?”

“Yeah.”

He left the room and I placed my head in my hands, trying to process seeing him for the first time in a year. He was devastatingly handsome and still as kind as always.

I really miss him, don’t I?

His voice started me, “Hand me your phone, I’ll plug it in for you.”

I passed my phone over, accidentally touching his warm hands and I felt a spark run through me which I did my best to ignore. With almost comical timing, just as Mingi reached a plug-in, the lights went out.

“Uhh...that’s not supposed to happen.”

I scoffed, “No kidding. Do we have a generator?”

“Honestly, I don’t think we do.” Mingi gave me a sad look, “It’s been snowing hard outside for hours so there’s no way we’ll be able to leave now. Even with a car.”

“Awesome. I love to hear that.”

“At the very least we’ve got food to last us a few days. We should be okay-”

“Do I look like I want to spend several days here?” I snapped.

He looked taken aback at my words and I felt a pang of regret in my chest.

“I’m not sure we have a choice.”

I hated to admit it, but he was right.

“Do you want any food?”

“Huh?” I asked, confused.

“Are you hungry? I could make you something if you’d like.”

I thought for a moment. “Yeah, actually. If you don’t mind, anyway.”

Mingi shook his head, walking to the kitchen. I didn’t realize how hungry I really was until he mentioned it, so I didn’t care what he made for me.

Minutes later he placed a plate and cup on the coffee table in front of me.

My favorite sandwich and chips. He remembered.

It should have been considered kind, but it just broke my heart a bit further. It was a simple act, but it proved that he stored it in his memory.

He remembered.

“I hope it’s still your favorite. I got you your favorite lemonade, too.”

I nodded, trying to prevent tears from spilling.

“I’ll be honest, I’m not quite sure what to do.”

“Lighting the fireplace would probably be a good start.”

He laughed, “Ah you’re totally right. I’ll be back with a lighter, call out to me if you need anything.”

Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.

Stuffing my face with the sandwich, I hummed. I always loved his sandwiches. There was something special about them, knowing that he made them for me, and this one was no different.

Mingi once again returned, this time with a lighter and a blanket, lighting the fire and sitting down on the couch across from me, wrapping himself in the blanket.

I couldn’t help but wonder how I possibly ended up in the current situation. Maybe the universe was out to get me. Who knows?

I took another bite of my sandwich, hoping I’d be able to leave soon.

-

I briefly glanced over at Mingi to find him on his phone.

Lucky. I wish I had mine so I wouldn’t be so damn bored.

The crackle of the fireplace was the only noise for what seemed like an hour. Neither one of us spoke. Growing tired of not doing anything, I stood and walked towards the fireplace to admire the snow globes. I noticed that behind the globes rested a photo album. I debated whether or not I should open it for the span of a few seconds before my curiosity got the best of me.

Opening it up, I saw pictures of all of our friends from the previous years of Yunho’s Christmas party. I began to walk back to the couch with my eyes on the book when I tripped, some of the pictures falling out. Mingi noticed and quickly rushed over to my side.

“Are you alright?” He was careful not to touch me, I noticed, but he was still right by my side.

“I’m fine, just help me pick these up.” I motioned towards the pictures scattered across the floor.

“Of course.”

We resumed our silence, picking the photos up and placing them back in the book. Noticing Mingi had stopped helping me I looked at him, prepared to make a quick jab at him for not helping, when I saw why he stopped.

In his hands he was holding a picture of the two of us kissing, dated two years prior.

I let out an empty chuckle, devoid of all humor, “I don’t know why that’s still there. Here,” I reached out to take the photo, “I’ll throw it away-”

“Don’t.” His response was immediate, taking me by surprise. He shifted awkwardly, clearing his throat, “I’d like to keep it.”

My heart felt like it stopped for a moment, hoping he missed us as much as I did.

“Why?” I asked.

Mingi smiled, still looking at the frozen image of the two of us. “Do you remember this day?”

“Of course I do.” My eyes began to water without me realizing, “That day was the first time you told me you loved me.”

His eyes found mine, sadness within them, “Yeah. Yeah it was.” His voice became horse as if he was fighting back tears.

“I didn’t want to let you go.”

“Then why did you?”

His eyes drifted down. “I was traveling halfway across the world for a year. I guess part of me thought you would meet someone else. I wanted to save myself the heartbreak in case you did.”

“I would’ve gladly stayed with you if you had asked. I have no desire to meet anyone else. Ever. You are the only one for me.” I froze, the realization of my words hitting me.

Mingi looked at me, “When I was abroad, I missed you every second of every day and I have missed you every second of every day since.” His hands cupped my face as if I was made of glass and a single tear fell down his cheek, causing my own tears to spill.

I was no longer able to speak, and so I did the only thing I could think of: I kissed him.

I kissed him with all the hurt that I felt after he left me. I kissed him with the deep love that I still felt for him. I kissed him with the fear that I’d lose him once again.

Our kisses soon grew heated, the photo album quickly forgotten, and I found my arms wrapped around his neck, hands running through his soft hair while his found their way to the bottom of my sweater, toying with it.

“Do you want this?” He growled, voice much deeper and raspier than before.

“Yes.”

With that, he pulled my sweater over my head, eyes scanning the red, lacy bra I was wearing.

His favorite.

Mingi chuckled, “This is still my favorite bra of yours.”

“I don’t know, I’ve got some new ones that are pretty hot.”

He let out a groan and began to leave kisses down my neck, setting my skin on fire.

I stopped him, needed to know one thing before we continued, “Did you...have you...since we last...?”

He smiled, “How could I? I’ve only ever been yours. Have you?”

I gave a slight smile, “No. No, I haven’t.”

I kissed him again and lifted his sweater, tossing it across the room. He had slightly defined abs when I was with him before, but they were far more prominent now. His arms were much more defined and it took all of my concentration to keep from drooling.

“Like what you see, doll?”

My voice was a borderline squeak, “Yes.”

“You still into praise, sweetheart?

I nodded, pulling on his jeans. Only slightly embarrassed with how eager I was.

“Not yet, baby.” Mingi easily lifted me to the couch and helped me remove my jeans. He grabbed my hips and placed me on his thigh, tightening his muscles as he dragged my clothed core across his own jeans. In mere seconds I became a quivering mess. I realized how truly long it had been since I’d been with anyone like this, and I had to admit I was needy.

“What a good girl you’re being for me. Aren’t you? You’re doing wonderfully, my love.”

I whimpered and pulled myself closer to him.

“Are you close, baby?”

I nodded, maybe too quickly, and felt my orgasm wash over me. I panted, already out of breath.

“Good girl.”

Bringing my lips to his I reached for his pants again and this time he helped me remove them. As I grinded down against him, he let out a deep growl.

“Let’s rid you of these, hmm?”

He eagerly removed my panties and bra and stared at me for a minute.

“God, you’re beautiful.”

I blushed fiercely. “You’re so incredibly handsome. Somehow even more so than when I saw you last.”

Mingi looked at me with a shy smile then resumed his actions. He removed his underwear and ran his length across my slit, teasing me slightly.

“Mingi, I need you.” I begged.

His eyes darkened and he entered me without hesitation. My back arched as he reached a steady pace and littered my neck with kisses, most likely leaving hickies, marking me as his.

I pulled his hair, bringing him closer to me. Mingi was always fairly vocal, but he could never get enough of me pulling his hair, always moaning in response.

He reached down and toyed with my clit, causing sparks to fly through me.

“Fuck—babe don’t stop.”

“Wasn’t—shit—planning on it, doll.”

Both of us quickly reached our high, cumming at the same time. I pressed a hand against his chest as I caught my breath.

“You’re still really, really good at that.”

Mingi laughed, “You are too, sweetheart. Oh wait-”

He got up and returned with a warm towel, cleaning me up and looking at me fondly.

“You’re cute.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Mingi smiled, placing the towel aside,“Now, how about we get under some blankets? We’ll feel cold soon enough.”

I nodded and began to put my undergarments on, reaching for my sweater.

“I think not.” He said, now with his pants on, handing me his own sweater which I gladly took.

“You look hella good in my clothes, miss.”

I giggled at his choice of words, feeling happiness bubble in my chest for the first time in a long time.

“You look hella good without a shirt, mister.”

Mingi raised a brow and ticked my sides, making me squeal.

“I’ll fight you!” I yelled.

He stopped and rubbed his nose against mine, “Sorry I can’t help it. Your laugh is the most beautiful sound in the world.”

“Shut up.” I laughed, feeling shy.

He placed arm around me, nuzzling my neck.

I turned to him, worry in my eyes, “I’m really sorry for lashing out at you earlier. That’s not like me.”

He smiled, “I know it’s not. But don’t worry about it, I understand. It’s a defense mechanism I guess.”

I cuddled up to him then realized I needed to use the restroom. I tried to get up when he pulled me closer to him.

“Please don’t leave me.”

“Silly, I just have to use the restroom. I don’t want a UTI.”

He laughed aloud, “Fine but you better come right back.”

“I will,” I told him, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before I walked away.

I soon looked in the mirror of the bathroom, observing my flushed cheeks and the wide smile I couldn’t seem to wipe off my face.

This girl looks happy. I think I can get used to seeing her in the mirror.

I returned and was instantly pulled back into his arms.

“I love you.”

I felt a tear run down my face, feeling beyond happy, “I love you, too. So much.”

I wasn’t sure when, but I felt my eyes began to droop, slowly falling asleep in the arms of the man I loved.

-

The day following, Mingi’s phone recieved signal and I was able to call Wooyoung. Apparently the power lines had fallen, everyone in the immediate area losing power. The nearest roads had been somehow cleared overnight and he’d be able to come pick me up.

“Wooyoung’s on his way over, apparently everyone lost power.”

“Hmm. well I, for one, am glad we did,” Mingi pulled me into a tight hug.

“Yeah, me too.”

A silence fell between us, but it was comfortable this time.

Mingi spoke up, his voice becoming playful, “I’m taking you on a date soon. There’s nothing you can do about, I’m afraid you cannot refuse.”

“As if I would refuse.”

“Mmm.” I didn’t think he could, but he pulled me even closer to him.

“Mingi you’re literally gonna break my bones.”

He let go of me, eyes wide, “Did I hurt you? Gosh I’m so sorry I can—”

“You didn’t hurt me you goof.”

“Oh good. You scared me.”

The honk of a car horn scared me and I jumped, Mingi hiding a smile.

“Call me if you need anything, okay? You’ve got my number.”

“Of course.” Giving him one last kiss before I bid him goodbye and left the cabin, hopping in Wooyoung’s car.

“Holy shit are you okay? Was anyone even home? My god I feel so bad—”

“Mingi was there.”

Wooyoung’s face froze, quickly turning into a scowl, “I swear if he did anything to you—”

“No, don’t worry about it. We’ve made up,” I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face.

He didn’t say anything, he only stared at me before he spoke again, “You two totally fucked, didn’t you?”

“Wooyoung!” I slapped his arm in shock.

“You didn’t deny it!”

“Oh shut up. Just take me home.”

He playfully rolled his eyes and put the car in drive.

“Just so you know, I’m happy for you. I get why he did it but I am still a little pissed. I swear to fucking god if he breaks your heart again I will actually break his knee caps.”

“Oh I don’t doubt it. I wouldn’t worry to much about it, though.”

“If you insist, okay.”

“I do.”

-

December twenty third. The day that I had been dreading once, now one that I had been very much looking forward to. I checked my makeup and outfit once more before texting Mingi.

Me: I’m ready whenever you are!

Mingi Mango: I’m outside :)

Me: Shit, already?

Mingi Mango: Language

I scoffed, grabbing my purse and running outside to meet him.

“Babyyyyyy!” Mingi yelled as he saw me.

“Mangoooo!” I yelled back, jumping into his arms.

“How are you? I haven’t seen you in forever!”

“Mingi it’s been two days.”

“But it feels like forever! You look absolutely stunning, by the way.”

“You cheese. You look really good yourself.”

“You know it,” Mingi winked and opened his passenger car door for me, “My lady.”

I was unable to keep from smiling, giving him a little kiss on the cheek and climbing into the car. The entire car ride was filled with lighthearted conversation, not a single silent moment between us.

“We’re here, doll.”

“Yes I see the cabin in front of us.” I teased him.

“Well just in case you didn’t I thought I’d let you know.” He laughed, eyes disappearing into crescents, and I felt my heart swell.

We held hands as we walked into the cabin, finding several pairs of eyes turning to us, then to our intertwined hands. I was pleased to find smiles on my friend’s faces, feeling happy that they were happy for us. Arin came running towards me at a seemingly inhuman speed and wrapped her arms around me.

“Ahhh how are you, girly? I’ve missed you so much! And you look gorgeous! I love that sweater on you! And your makeup! Wow! How’d you do that? Have you been eating well?”

“One question at a time, Arin.” I smiled.

“Sorry! I’m just so happy!”

"Me too!” I looked around, “Do you know where Wooyoung is?”

“Oh he’s out back with San. They’re having a competition to see who can build the better snowman.”

I shook my head with a smile.

At that moment she took a step back, looking at our hands. I had told her about Mingi and I dating again over the phone and she seemed happy for me, but I had to admit I was nervous to see her reaction in person.

“You,” She pointed a finger at Mingi, “If you hurt even a hair on her head I will actually fight you.”

Mingi’s eyed widened, assuring her that he would never hurt me.

She clapped her hands, “Well, good. Now that that’s over, do you all want a drink?” Arin cocked her head, the change in mannerisms throwing me a little.

“Yeah that’s fine.”

“Okay! I’ll be right back! Catch up with everyone you two!”

As if he was a ghost, Yunho appeared next to Mingi, scaring us both.

“Christ, Yunho. Give a man a warning first.”

“Sorry,” He chucked, “How are you both?”

“We’re doing well, thanks.”

“We’re happy.” Mingi turned to me and looked at me with heart eyes, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

“You all are cute. Speaking of, you haven’t met Mia, have you?”

Mingi and I exchanged confused looks.

“No, I don’t believe so. Who’s that?”

“She’s my new girlfriend. We’ve been dating for a little over a month but if I’m being honest, I’m already head over heels for this girl.” Yunho turned, calling out to a girl surrounded by people, “Mia, can you come here?”

The short brunette walked over, a smile plastered on her face as she made eye contact with Yunho.

“I’d like you to meet my friends from high school.” He introduced us and she nodded, fully invested in the conversation.

“I’ve heard a lot about you both! I’m so excited to get to know you all better!”

I smiled at her enthusiasm, “Aww you, too!”

Arin walked over and handed Mingi and I our drinks, skipping off to meet another friend.

Yunho and Mia wondered off soon after, greeting more people coming in.

“Hey I’ve got something I wanna show you.” Mingi whispered in my ear.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“Come with me.”

Before I knew it, Mingi was pulling me into a bathroom and locking the door.

“I know what you’re doing, Mango.”

“And what’s that?” He asked as he leaned down to reach my neck, kissing me gently, arms resting on my hips.

“We’re at a party.” I said, whining at him but doing nothing to stop him.

“I saw that couch when we walked in, you know? I’m never going to be able to look at it the same.”

“Me either.”

My head eventually won the fight I was having with myself, and I promised that if he could wait till he dropped me off I’d be all his. It seemed to appease him as he gave me one last kiss and led us out of the bathroom. Somehow, no one noticed and I was grateful, sure that my flustered expression would certainly give us away.

“Hey, look at this.”

My eyes moved in the direction Mingi was pointing, seeing a mistletoe directly above us.

“Oh you definitely planned that.”

“And if I did?”

“I’d kiss you all the same.”

Mingi bent down to kiss me, a hand on my face, another around my waist. As I wrapped my own hands around his neck, deepening the kiss, I couldn’t help but think that this was what true happiness felt like.

Thank you, Mingi. Thank you for giving me the greatest gift of your love. Merry Christmas, my love.

#atzinc #mingi #ateez #ateez smut #ateezau #college au #atiny #song mingi

[mother-atiny]

Violet Haven | Choi San

Genre - Angst, Dark

Warnings - Mention of mental disorder, psych ward, criminally insane, and mild innuendos.

Word Count - 1.3k

Violet Haven.

The name was so different than any other, so sweet yet so mysterious. It was your first day on the job, it was a new place and a new psych ward, everything felt so new, but to you it was. Violet Haven was a psych ward located in South Gyeongsang Province in South Korea, it was a rather small facility out in the middle of nowhere, to say the least, but something about gave you a chill when you walked through its steel doors.

Two guards stood by the doors, a gun in their hands, sure, you had worked in other psych wards before but nothing like this. Before you could enter the building fully, you were stopped by a tall guard with a dark expression, he told you to remove everything from your pockets and to place anything sharp on the table beside him, and that meant your black high heels as well.

You took off the heel and placed them on the table, he then handed you a pair of plain black sandals, the soles completely flat and somewhat worn. You cringed as you took them from his hands, they looked so dirty, and you couldn't help but wonder who else had worn them before you.

"Thank you", You managed to say, holding back any questions.

The guard nodded and motioned for you to follow him through another set of doors, the steel doors slammed shut behind you, locking you into this nightmare.

The ward was plain, with two stories of steel doors similar to what was seen before, they were all lined in a row with a different number assigned to each. The guard nudged you, handing you the number 5 along with a tray of medication and some water, he then pointed to the first set of stairs, letting you know that you had to go there now.

You nodded before stepping up the stairs, as slowly as possible. You were a psych nurse, this wasn't anything different than what you usually did but something about it was still...different. The job interview didn't mention any of this, you thought to yourself as you made your way to the door, placing your hand on a square pad and scanning your hand.

"Access granted", The robotic voice said as the door opened, revealing a white room with a small mattress and a stuffed dog.

A male sat on the mattress, some of his hair covering his eyes, he was whispering something to the dog while he sat. You stepped in, the door sealing shut right behind you, there was a guard on the outside of the door if anything went wrong, you told yourself that over and over, trying to calm your nerves.

Finally, you took a deep breath and walked over to the male, taking a sweet on the floor beside him and unscrewing his medication cap. The male didn't look up at you while you got things ready so when you were done, you had to tap on him with your finger, expecting silent compliance, it made you jump when he suddenly spoke.

"I don't want to take it", He said, voice soft.

"I'm sorry-", You looked down at the number, reading tiny letters that spelled out the name, 'Choi San', "Mr. Choi, you need to take your medicine...please?".

San looked at you, a somewhat confused look on his face.

"Did you say please?", He asked.

You nodded with a smile, "Of course I did, It's only polite".

San smiled softly, and slowly he reached out and took the medicine from your hand, you handed him the water so that it would be easier to swallow them and he took it, almost cautiously.

You were relieved that he actually took his medicine, sometimes patients were much more difficult regarding medication and even went as far as spitting the medicine at you or getting violent.

"Thank you, Mr. Choi"

San nodded, "You can call me San if you'd like", again, his voice was soft and calm.

You smiled, "Thank you San", You got up to leave but stopped when you heard San's soft voice.

"What's your name?", He asked.

"Y/n L/n", you laughed sheepishly, "It's a family name".

"Y/n, I like that. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

You shrugged, "It's just a name to me".

San stood up, he was quite tall, and his shirt hung off of his broad shoulders like a baggy dress.

"Names are very important you know".

"How so?"

San stepped close, so close that he was standing only centimeters away from you, "Because now I know the name of the most beautiful person in the world".

The way he looked at you made your heart race.

You could hardly speak, so the only thing that left your mouth was a quiet, "thank you".

But it had been weeks since that day, every day after it was normal, you guys had small conversations, he got his medication, and according to everyone who worked with you, he was actually smiling, apparently, no one had seen him smile like that before, so it was nice to know that he was feeling a little better.

San had DID, or multiple personality disorder, somedays he knew who you were and other days he had no idea, but you had spent enough time with him to introduce yourself to both San and Sannie, and thankfully the other personality didn't have a name to remember, he was just silent and didn't say anything when you spoke to him.

Sannie was sweet and a little shy, while San was very straightforward and a bit of a flirt, both were tolerable and you could always get him to take his medication, it didn't matter who he was.

You would never say it, or even admit it yourself, but you were starting to like this San, despite him being a bit on the crazy side.

Your coworkers told you to be careful when he went silent, apparently, numerous lives had been lost whenever he went silent, it only created a violent and extremely strong monster who didn't care about anyone's feelings. Which explained why he ended up with the criminally insane and not with the normal psych patients.

It was a normal day, nothing interesting had happened since that first day, but when you walked into the room, San was silent, so you greeted him with a small smile and handed him the medication. As soon as your hand stretched out, San grabbed it pulling you eye level with him, you stared at him with wide eyes, a part of you begging he didn't kill you.

His hands had an iron-like grip on your arms, he stared into your eyes, not breaking it for anything.

"San?", You whispered, "what are you doing?".

San turned his face away, he was blushing.

"San~ It's Y/n, you don't have to worry".

He remembered.

It was a silent affair, you had always been quiet about your private life but now your private life was colliding with your work life and you knew that sooner than later he would remember something. With San's DID came the occasional memory loss, he would do or say something then not remember later, it was something that had become quite common now.

San held you in his arms for quite some time, but finally, it was time to go, and you left him with a small kiss on the lips.

"Until next time?", You said.

San nodded and you left quickly but discreetly.

A/n: Anyone want a part 2? Also, if you are wondering why I chose this kind of theme its because I feel like San has three different personas, sweet/shy, flirty/rough, and strong/quiet, so I wanted to put it into a story :)

What do you think?

Also, don't worry! Everything that was to have happened was allowed by San, nothing resulted in r0pe, I just thought I'd make that clear :D

#ateez #choisan #SANATEEZ #ateezimagines #ateezau #pyschopath

[bunnie-the-lighthouse]

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 - 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

Growing up, you lived a rather unfortunate life. You had an illness, or at least a believed illness that couldn’t be cured. Not only that, but the doctors you met didn’t even understand why you were having those issues. 

You would have phantom pains, despite having all of your limbs. You would have harsh migraines that would cause you to take certain breaks here and there. The weirdest symptom of all were sudden memory flashbacks that weren’t yours -- nor did you know why you had them. 

The memories flashed fluffy tails, cunning smiles, and cute squeaks. Cherry blossoms, clear skies, and fresh wind.

However, it would sometimes also flash stormy skies, dark nights, and a bloodied environment. 

But you had no idea where these memories came from, why you had them, and why you were able to experience them as if they were real encounters. 

Though trust me. All of your questions will be solved, after you meet three individuals. With the same fluffy tails, the same cunning smiles, and the same cute squeaks. 

And what were they? 

𝐺𝑢𝑚𝑖ℎ𝑜𝑠.. 𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑇𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝐹𝑜𝑥𝑒𝑠

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