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Blood & Bond

Pairing: None....yet....

Length: 16.4k

Warning: OC | Language

Summary: Kai and his little pack of werewolf cubs’ lives get a lot more interesting when a pretty foreign girl with special abilities decides to befriend them.

Author’s Note: I finished reading Running With Wolves (debatably one of the best werewolf exo aus ever written and maybe even the best werewolf story ever written idk read it if you havent I swear it doesn't matter who your bias is you will fall for kai!!!) and was like ‘I wanna write a werewolf!au’, but this doesnt touch a candle to the genius that is that story which is why I kinda stopped writing it. I want to make it darker, a bit more mature, so here is this! If I ever decide to humor myself and rewrite it, it will be completely different. So, enjoy this, cause, I mean, its pretty good!!! also who else misses ot12???? Just me??? ok....

MASTERLIST

1. The Witch…Kinda Sorta

“I’m open! I’m open!”

The crunching sound of sneakers against gravel could be heard around the area as a small group of young men ran across the basketball court at a park. It was an intense game, the boys were snarling at one another, not afraid to push and shove to gain the upper hand.

After ten minutes, one of the boys jumped up and with the flick of his wrists, scored the final three points.

“We win,” he grinned after the echoing swish of his victory faded into the trees.

“You cheated,” one of the boys from the other team muttered, wiping the dripping sweat off of his forehead while others around him fell to the floor, breathing hard and exhausted.

“You always say that when you lose,” one of the guys who was on the ground whined, yanking the boy’s ankle, causing him to stumble to the asphalt. They all chuckled around him.

He just sighed.

The young man who had scored the winning points tossed the sore loser a bottle of water, which he took gratefully. “Thanks, Kai.”

“No problem, Chanyeol. Also, I didn’t cheat.”

“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes and chugged half of the bottle.

The six boys sat around in silence, drinking, snacking, and just enjoying the chilling wind dry their damp skin.

“Do you smell that?” One of them asked the others, his big eyes widening.

They all paused, sniffing the air and shaking their heads.

“It smells like a fire.”

A different one shrugged, “it’s probably a forest fire or something, Kyungsoo. Nothing to worry about.”

Kyungsoo shook his head. “No, Tao, it’s close.”

He stood up and brushed off his shorts, heading towards the smell that only he could distinguish.

The boys that he had left glanced nervously at each other before standing up as well and following their somewhat peculiar friend.

They trudged around the trees, past the playground and the water fountain, until they were surrounding the restrooms that were on the opposite side of the park.

The cement wall that was around the tiny building was covered in graffiti, and the two doors were slightly ajar.

As they approached the deserted restrooms, one of the taller boys began to cough, “ugh, Kyungsoo, you were right. Someone definitely started a fire.”

“And it’s coming from the back.”

Slowly, the group began to circle the building, and once they were at the back of the structure they paused with shock.

In front of them was a young woman. She was kneeling, her back facing them, and in front of her was a pile of black char.

“Uh….” One of the boys named Jongdae was able to muster. His rumbling voice startled the girl, and she spun around in surprise, nearly falling into the pile of black.

The boys gulped once they saw her face. She was a foreigner, which was easy to tell with her deeply tanned skin and big curly brown hair. She was wearing a pleaded skirt and a black tank top with a green plaid shirt on that was hanging off her exposed shoulders. She also had a gray sweater tied around her waist, torn black stockings and dirty combat boots.

“What are you doing?” Kai asked her with raised eyebrows.

“Uh….” She mimicked Jongdae as she slowly climbed to her feet. Her shock seemed to fade once she was standing straight, and she grinned while shrugging, “nothing?”

“That doesn’t look like nothing,” Jongdae said with narrowed eyes, his arms crossed over his chest.

“It doesn’t smell like nothing either,” Tao added with his nose scrunched with disgust. Sehun, who was right behind him, made a show of waving his hand in front of his nose.

The girl laughed nervously, “Well, it’s nothing that you boys need concern yourself with.”

She began to turn back to her work, but froze once she realized something. Her lips curled knowingly as she returned her gaze to the group of males, placing her fists on her hips, “you all are werewolves.”

That startled the group, and the six boys began talking loudly at once, trying to dismiss her wild accusation.

She sighed, “It’s alright, calm down.” They all stopped in unison and stared at her with awe. “Well, I guess since you all are a part of the super realm… I’ll let you in on my doings.”

“Super…?” Chanyeol’s eyebrows scrunched together with confusion.

“I was casting a spell,” the girl informed the group. “I’m trying to… well, recall some things… I guess you could say. I read a book earlier, and it said that burning a certain type of branch could bring suppressed memories to the forefront. But, as you can see, it didn’t work like it should have.”

Everyone eyed the pathetic pile of burnt ash.

“Anyways,” the girl began, twirling back to the werewolves. “I’m Sloane.”

“And you’re a witch,” Tao inferred.

Sloane’s eyes narrowed at the tall boy, “I am not a witch!”

Static surrounded the cramped space and a second after the six males were on the hard ground, on top one another, unconscious.

Sloan smirked at her handy work, brushed her hands together and hopped over the bodies lying on the floor, strutting away from the restrooms.

~*~

“Yesterday was weird,” Sehun pouted the following morning. The six friends were huddled on the lawn in front of their university. It was a small and rather prestigious school with only four hundred students. Unlike most universities, the students were required to wear uniforms and a lot of the rules were similar to high school.

“I feel like I dreamt the whole thing,” Tao said, adjusting the strap on his shoulder.

Kai groaned, “I really don’t want to be here.”

“Aw, come on!” Jongdae cheered, ruffling Kai’s silky brown locks, making his hair look messier than it was prior. “School’s fun.”

“You only say that because your super power is sweet talking teachers to give you good grades,” Chanyeol rolled his eyes, but the huge grin on Jongdae’s face stayed planted.

“I like school,” Kyungsoo mumbled, causing the other boys to sigh and head inside.

The six of them were only freshman, yet they already held a reputation. As they walked the halls, others stopped and stared—some with envy, others with lust. They were easily the best looking in the school, it also helped that they had a strange rebellious aura that made girls swoon over them.

“They’re staring,” Kai, who couldn’t handle the fame to save his life, whispered to Jongdae, who loved his fame all too much.

“They always stare, Kai. I’m surprised you aren’t used to it by now. Nothing’s changed since high school.”

“Don’t they have something better to do?” He asked, voice rising with exasperation.

Jongdae shrugged and tapped Kai’s chin. “Enjoy it while it lasts, Kiddo. We only have three more years of this.”

“You’re literally three months older than me!” The younger yelled, his hands curling into fists.

“Blah, blah, blah!” Jongdae replied just as passionately.

“Kyungsoo!” Kai whined, wrapping himself around the smaller boy.

“Jongdae, leave Jongin alone, would you?”

Jongdae gulped as Kyungsoo glared at him and nodded quickly, running towards the front of the group to avoid the dark energy emanating from Kyungsoo’s eyes.

At lunchtime, the six schoolboys trickled into the cafeteria and sat around their usual table in the middle of the room. They ate quietly for the most part, some doing homework, a couple were playing cards and betting their chips, Kai was complaining to Tao how much he hated his math class while Tao slowly ate Kai’s rice.

A loud plop on the end of their table startled them, and once they all whipped around to where the noise came from, they jumped. The witch from the day before, Sloane, was standing at the end of their table, hands on hips and eyes slightly narrowed as she scanned the werewolves.

“So it wasn’t a dream,” Sehun muttered, gawking at the figure hovering over their table.

“Mind if I sit, fellow classmates?” She asked and slid into one of the last remaining two chairs before anyone had time to object. She began scarfing down her rice nearly frantically and the boys sat frozen, staring at her with wide eyes.

“The food here is to die for,” she moaned with her mouth stuffed with food. That seemed to knock some sense into the others, unpausing them, and they all began to eat their food as well—all while keeping an eye on the new girl that was currently sitting right beside Kyungsoo.

He scaled her lean body with his eyes, and couldn’t help but to grin at how she was wearing her uniform. The skirt rolled up, so that it ended slightly above her mid-thigh, her dress shirt half tucked, a few buttons at the top undone, her jacket sleeves pushed up to her elbows. She still wore black stockings, but these ones ended above her knees and her scuffed combat boots hugged her feet comfortably. Her hair was still wild and free and she was covered in jewelry—her neck, fingers, ears and wrists wrapped in gold and black.

The dishevelment of her uniform resembled Kai’s.

“How… How are you here?” Tao finally sputtered, the other guys seemed to all let out a collective breath of relief with the question finally out in the open.

Sloane glanced at all the people at the table and giggled softly, “I enrolled.”

“Are you stalking us?” Sehun asked her rudely, his usually soft features hardening into a glare.

She flat out laughed at that, it ringed mockingly, “of course not! I enrolled about two weeks ago. It’s a coincidence that we bumped into each other yesterday. Either that or fate. Most likely fate though….” Her last few words were muttered, her talking more to herself then the boys, but they heard it regardless and they seemed to tense at the word.

“Is today your first day?” Kyungsoo quietly asked the young witch. She nodded. “Mind if I see your schedule?”

She smiled shyly before digging into her bag until she found the slip of paper she needed. Kyungsoo scanned it, nodding here and there and finally gave it back to her, “we have english together, along with Chanyeol. You and Chanyeol also have biology together. You have history with Jongdae and Sehun and trig with Kai.”

She nodded slowly, digesting what he just said before opening her mouth to ask, “So who is who?”

“Oh, right, I forgot we haven’t introduced ourselves,” Kyungsoo chuckled, scratching the back of his head. One by one, the werewolves introduced themselves to Sloane.

Except Kai.

He just watched the strange girl as she blinked at him expectantly.

Finally Kyungsoo sighed and gestured to the broody male, “that is Kai. Don’t mind him, he doesn’t bite.”

“Depends on the time of day,” Jongdae added, causing them to chuckle.

“It’s nice meeting you all,” Sloane grinned. “It’s been a while since I’ve stumbled across someone from the super realm.”

“The super realm?”

“Yeah, folks with supernatural abilities. Such as werewolves, vampires, and wi—” She seemed to choke on the last word.

“Witches? Just like you are?” Kai finally broke his silence, studying her intently.

Her eyes darkened as they met his, “I’m not a witch…Kai?”

He shrugged and chugged his milk. Their lunch break came to an end and Kyungsoo and Chanyeol lead Sloane to their next class.

~*~

“She can’t hang out with us,” Kai informed his pack. Class had finally ended and the six of them instantly headed up to the rooftop, where they usually went when they had to talk about something serious on school grounds.

“Why not?” Sehun asked his leader, he tilted his head like a curious puppy.

“There is something off about her,” Kai elaborated. “I get strange vibes from her.”

“It’s her power,” Chanyeol shrugged. “She’s very powerful. I’m surprised we didn’t notice it yesterday.”

“There are a lot of things you didn’t notice yesterday,” Kyungsoo muttered with an eye roll, remembering the fire only he could smell.

Kai shook his head, “I don’t think that’s it. I mean, yeah she’s definitely powerful, but there is something else about her that puts me on edge.”

“Is it her sense of fashion?” Tao asked with true concern. “I mean, her uniform was like the female version of yours—”

“No it wasn’t!” Kai snapped, huffing as the others started laughing. He pinched the bridge of his nose, “I’m being serious. She can’t be around us.”

A few of the boys sighed, but had to obey their alpha’s order.

As they walked out of the school, Sloane was leaning against the stairs. Once they were close enough, she went up to fall in step with them.

“So, where are we going? Are we doing some supernatural stuff? Are you going wolf? Or can you only do that when there is a full moon?”

It took everything in Kyungsoo not to answer her questions. He could admit to himself that he had taken a quick liking to the foreign girl. The six boys continued walking, attempting to give her the cold shoulder.

She appeared to not register their attempt as she continued. “Maybe something boring, like homework, huh?” Tao could hear laughter in her voice. “Werewolves doing their homework? Isn’t that comical?”

“Sloane,” Kai began, slowing down so that he was walking beside her. She glanced at him, noticing his dark beautiful features. “Stop following us. We don’t want you to hang out with us.”

She stopped walking, “what?”

She glanced at the rest. They were a few steps in front of her and Kai, half circled and turned towards the two.

“You are not a member of our pack,” Kai continued with a voice cold and sharp as icicles, catching her attention again. “What? You thought you could get an in with us because of what you are? You’re nothing special. You’re just another girl. No. You’re just a weird witch.”

He watched her jaw clench and her thin fingers tighten against the strap of her bag, “I told you already that—”

“All the same,” he smiled politely at her and she wanted to slap it off him at that moment. What a typical pretty boy!

She took a step away from the group, “fine. I won’t interfere with you or your math homework. Good luck trying to get that D up.”

Kai arched an eyebrow as she spun on her heels, and winced as her brown curls slapped him viciously across the face as she stomped away.

“That was harsh,” Chanyeol admitted with a sigh. All the boys were watching Sloane’s form blend into the crowd.

Kai didn’t reply, instead he touched his cheek where her hair hit him, when he pulled his hand away he noticed blood on his fingertips.

~*~

True to her word—and much to Kai’s relief—Sloane left them alone.

For the rest of the week, they didn’t see her in the cafeteria, and in the classes they shared, she sat as far as possible from any one of them. She must not have taken it too badly, because whenever they crossed paths in the hallways she appeared chipper. She appeared to bounce when she walked, as if she had zero cares in the world and it caused a lot of stares. The student population were all extremely curious of the foreign new girl who came out of nowhere and was able to eat lunch with Kai and his group of hot friends—even if for a day.

On Saturday, the six boys lounged around Kai’s house, doing homework, studying, playing videogames, whatever to pass the time. The weekend was their favorite—especially Kai’s—they didn’t have to deal with the stress of being stared at and judged for seven hours of the day.

“Who wants to play another round of ball?” Tao asked suddenly, spinning the dingy basketball that he found resting on the floor on one of his fingers.

“I’m down,” Chanyeol said. His eyes turned to slits as he glared at Kai, “plus, we need a rematch.”

“Why?” Kai scoffed. “You want to get your ass handed to you again?”

“Shut up!” The two boys started wrestling around the living room while the others gathered everything needed for their trip to the park.

Once there, they spared no time splitting into teams and beginning their vigorous round of basketball. On one team was Kai, Sehun, and Kyungsoo while Jongdae, Chanyeol, and Tao played against them.

They were tied; Kai had the ball and was about to score the winning point when a strong wind blew the ball out of his grip. They all watched as it rolled off the court and into the semi muddy grass.

“What the—?”

Strange growling noises could be heard from the trees surrounding the park. The six werewolves huddled together, listening intently, trying to figure out what was going on.

Slowly, they made their way towards the trees. Hairs sticking up like the fur on a frightened cat, eyes shining colors that were not the usual brown, fingers curling into claws, they anticipated an attack.

They were not disappointed.

Something flew from out the shadows, crashing roughly into Kyungsoo, dragging him down to the ground. It appeared human, but had bluish-gray flesh with long limbs, fingers, and fangs. It was literally skin and bones and the noise that came out of its mouth when Kyungsoo lashed at it with his claws was chillingly inhuman.

Kyungsoo pushed the corpse off of himself and sat up with wide eyes glowing ice blue, “What the fuck was that?!”

He wasn’t able to get an answer. More of the bizarre looking creatures sprang from out of the shadows, all running towards the six werewolves. The boys did not hesitate to attack back; one by one they all fought against the monsters, but were outnumbered. Tao yelped in pain as one of the creatures slashed the side of his stomach, Sehun stumbled and landed hard on the ground, a crunching noise following suit. Jongdae was thrown across the field and hit a tree painfully, knocking him unconscious.

The werewolves were losing and Kai, the alpha, could feel it. He scanned the field, watching his pack mates battle the creepy beasts. There seemed to be even more coming out of the forest, Kai had to think quickly.

While he was preoccupied with his thoughts, one of the creatures saw its chance for a surprise attack and sprinted towards him, claws and fangs at the ready. Kai sensed its approach at the nick of time, but was too close to the monster to move. Something bumped into him from behind, and he landed hard on the grass. The creature twirled in confusion and froze when it saw whatever it was that knocked Kai over. Kai also glanced up and was stunned to see Sloane hovered over him eyeing the thing that would have killed him a second ago.

She pulled out something shiny from her belt. Kai noticed that it was a dagger with weird swirls engraved in the metal.

“Restitui quondam tibi,” she muttered with the knife over her head. She then dived the knife deep into the soil until only the hilt could be seen.

Bloodcurdling screams were soon heard, so deafeningly loud, Kai winced and covered his sensitive ears with his hands. He watched in confusion and shock as the creatures frantically ran away from the park, vanishing into the trees. The air seemed to still with the newfound silence.

Sloane leaned back on her heels, letting go of the knife that was still pinned to the ground with a relieved sigh. Kai and a few of the others who weren’t in critical condition stumbled onto their feet, glancing around them in awe.

“How did you do that?” Kai asked Sloane.

She let out a breathy laugh and shrugged tiredly, “looks like I can hang out with you after all.”

~*~

“Your nose is bleeding,” Kyungsoo stated, pointing at Sloane’s face. Her eyes widened as she dipped her finger in the warm liquid sliding down her cupid’s bow. With a soft chuckle, Kyungsoo slid her a tissue, which she took gratefully, placing it hesitantly against her face.

Tao, Sehun, and Jongdae were lying on the couches, all three of them unconscious from the pain. Tao’s side seemed to be ripped into shreds, blood running steadily onto the wooden floorboards. Sehun’s arm was broken at both the elbow and the middle of his forearm, while Jongdae’s head was bleeding and a few of his ribs were broken.

“What are we going to do? They’re not healing themselves!” Chanyeol asked desperately, his deep voice vibrating off the walls of the silent room. His arms were crossed against his chest and his eyebrows tried to unite at the center of his forehead.

Slowly and somewhat uneasily, Sloane stood up, “I can help them.”

“But you’re exhausted,” Kyungsoo said, standing up with her to make sure she didn’t fall.

She shook her head, “I can do it.”

She approached Tao first, since his condition appeared to be the worst, “Kyungsoo, can you sit him up for me, please?”

He silently did as he was told, and Tao groaned a bit, but his eyes remained closed. Sloane sat beside him and rested her forehead on his while she wrapped her arms around him, making sure one of her hands was firmly pressed against his wound. She started muttering under her breath and the three boys who were conscious to witness the ordeal stared in shock and wonder as his side began to glow a silver white. Sloane’s muttering became more urgent and she finally pulled away. She gently laid Tao back onto the couch and rubbed her fingers against his ribs that were now hidden by his unblemished flesh. Kai blinked and kneeled down beside Tao, staring at the side of his stomach that was, just a few seconds ago, torn apart with blood gushing out of it. It now was back together, as if it had not been touched at all. Kai ran his fingers across the boy’s skin and Tao began moving, coming too.

Sloane snatched Kai’s wrist and he lifted his eyes to meet hers with a threatening growl. The girl was unfazed, “let him rest.”

Kai yanked his wrist out of her grasp and Sloane walked away as if the encounter never happened, walking over to Jongdae. Kyungsoo again lifted the boy up so that Sloane could press her forehead against his, but this time, she wrapped one arm around his head and the other around his waist. She once again muttered some words, and Jongdae started whimpering silently.

“I know, honey, I know.” She broke her chanting to say and sighed, pulling him closer towards her. After a few minutes, she laid him back down. His breathing was back to normal and his eyes moved against his eyelids.

Chanyeol quickly went to Jongdae’s side, eyes full of wonder as he checked to see that his wounds were healed.

Sloane kneeled beside Sehun’s sleeping form and tilted his head toward her, placing her’s against his. She rubbed his arm as she started her chanting, and quickly finished with him. When she removed her head from his, his eyes fluttered open and he tiredly stared at her. His eyes saying everything his mouth couldn’t. His gaze remained on her as she stumbled to her feet and swayed a bit, his other hand rubbing his once broken arm like she was doing prior.

“Whoa,” Kyungsoo said as he caught Sloane’s now unconscious body.

“Let her sleep here,” Tao’s groggy voice was heard, and they turned to see him lazily blinking up at Kyungsoo, tapping the small space beside him on the couch. Kyungsoo glanced at Kai for approval and the alpha shrugged.

They both started chuckling at the image of Tao’s tall frame clinging to the witch’s body like a koala to a tree.

~*~

When Sloane’s eyes finally opened, she was welcomed with darkness. Something was pressed against her, pinning her down to the soft surface she laid on. She tried to move and froze when she heard a grunt in her ear and a tightening around her body.

A light came on and she blinked, not used to the brightness. She noticed Kai sitting on an armchair; he had turned on the lamp on top of the table beside him. He was gazing sternly at her with gold glowing eyes.

She turned away with a gulp and scanned the room. She was still in his living room, lying on a couch with Tao, who had wrapped himself around her, snuggling close. Jongdae was still resting on a couch, but Sehun and the other two boys weren’t present.

“What time is it?” Sloane asked the brooding werewolf, her voice rough from sleep.

“Eight thirty.”

She had slept for four hours. Sloane tried to sit up again, but Tao’s hold on her was unrelenting, she somehow was yanked closer to the boy, his nose digging into the crook of her neck. She sighed with frustration.

Kai chuckled at her despair, “he’s a cuddler.”

“I’ve gathered.” The two were quiet for a minute. “Are they alright?”

Kai nodded. “Yeah.” The humor left his voice. “You saved us.”

She could hear the question in his statement, and knew he would ask, but her stomach interrupted him with a loud growl.

He grunted, “Hungry?”

She rolled her eyes, “using so much of my power is draining. I need to regain my energy.”

She heard him shuffle around until he was hovering over her with an outstretched hand. His eyes were back to a deep chocolate brown, although she could still see the disdain for her in them, “Kyungsoo’s in the kitchen cooking. Let’s go.”

It was a battle trying to unknot Sloane from Tao, but with a few yanks, she was free and she gratefully smiled at Kai, it quickly turned into a scowl as he dropped her hand as if it burnt him and headed towards the kitchen without checking to see if she was following.

The first thing Sloane noticed once she entered the kitchen was Kyungsoo. He was standing in front of the stove, wearing a cute pale pink apron, which contrasted with his black clothing, singing softly to himself as he stirred around whatever he was making. Chanyeol and Sehun were seated at the island, Chanyeol messing with his phone while Sehun rolled an orange around the granite tabletop, bored and hungry as hell.

They all turned towards Kai and Sloane once they entered. Kyungsoo smiled at them and Sehun nearly fell off his stool as he tried to reach the witch.

When he was in front of her, he just stood there, staring at her intently. She returned his gaze, although a bit self-consciously—for he was just a few centimeters away—and they remained in that position until someone else came stumbling into the kitchen. Everyone turned again to see a groggy disheveled Tao leaning against the wall, “you left me!”

~*~

Everyone gathered around Kai’s dining table as Kyungsoo and Chanyeol set it, placing down the huge feast around the table. Kai woke Jongdae up, and he joined the rest of them, just as ravenous as the others.

Sloane learned something then, and it was that werewolves could eat, and could eat a lot. Kyungsoo had made enough food for about twelve people, and the werewolves scarfed down every bit on their plates as though it were their last meal. There was not a bone left once everyone was satisfied. Chanyeol burped obnoxiously as he leaned back on his chair, rubbing his protruding belly.

“Are you full, Sloane?” Sehun, who was sitting beside her, asked. She nodded and stood up, helping gather up all the dishes and setting up the sinks to wash them.

“You don’t have to do that,” Kai said, coming up beside her as she poured the dish soap into the water.

“It’s alright. I’d feel bad if I didn’t do anything.”

Kai sighed, Sloane felt he wanted to say something, but he refrained and she didn’t push him. The two washed in silence. A few of the boys had left to get ice cream and the other two that were left were laying around on the couch, watching television. Sloane could hear Chanyeol guffaw from time to time and it made her smile.

Once they finished the dishes, they joined the others in the living room. They were all gathered around, a pint per person, and now that they were settled, Kai turned the television off and they all turned to the stranger in the room.

She looked up at them wearily, “yes?”

“We have some questions,” Kai began. She slowly placed her ice cream onto the table and sighed, folding her hands over her knees. “What were those things?”

Her eyes widened in shock, “you mean, you don’t know?”

The boys all shook their head.

“They were—I can’t believe you don’t know—they were vampires.”

“What?!” The boys asked.

“We’ve seen a few vampires before,” Sehun started. “But none that looked like that.”

“There are three different types of vampires, and even calling them vampires is being generous. They are a type of immortal, the ones that crave blood. You have the Ancients, whose blood still runs in their veins because they were turned when they were still alive. Those are the stereotypical vampires that everyone knows. They appear human and drink blood and the like. The second type are the Medietas, they were turned at the brink of death, they are less human then ancients, but still can pass for human. They always have pale skin and dilated eyes; their fangs can’t be hidden….

“Then you have the last kind of vampire, the Mortuum, who were turned after death. As you saw, they are monsters. They don’t have any cognitive thinking, only hunger for blood.”

“Why did they attack us? Why were they here?” Jongdae asked.

“You don’t know much, do you?” Sloane asked, sparing them a judgmental glance. “Werewolves and vampires are mortal enemies, and this just so happens to be your territory. I highly doubt you all know, but this town is a supernatural goldmine! The power that flows through here is strong enough to pull many of us here—myself included. Those vampires were drawn here because of that energy, but they happened to run into you guys, and their instincts kicked in, so they attacked.”

“Why couldn’t we heal ourselves?” Sehun asked quietly, rubbing his once broken arm.

Sloane swallowed thickly, “That’s the thing about being mortal enemies. It’s easy to destroy the other. Vampires have the ability to disable your fast healing as well as your other wolf abilities, as do you to them.”

“How do you know all of this?” Kai muttered, somewhat frustrated by his lack of knowledge.

She shrugged, “I read. A lot.”

“What did you do back there? You spoke that weird language…”

“Latin, the language of the dead.”

“You mean the dead language.” Kyungsoo corrected.

She shook her head, “no, I meant what I said. Latin is the language of the dead. What I did back there was cast a vanquishing spell. It pretty much banned that coven from returning. But, like most spells, there’s a catch. The spell only works for that coven alone—meaning other covens may enter without a hitch—and it only lasts for a certain amount of time, ten years to be exact. After that, they can return and cause all the havoc they want.”

The boys were silent for a while, digesting everything Sloane had told them. Finally Tao spoke up, “….Coven…?”

Sloane groaned and fell back on her chair, “why don’t you guys know this stuff? You’re werewolves!”

“We’re young,” Jongdae defended. “And also, none of us like to read.”

She shook her head and laughed with disbelief, “how you’ve survived this long is a mystery.”

“We got guts,” Chanyeol grinned.

“And lack of brains,” she mumbled, but they all heard her.

She rose to her feet, “I should probably go….”

“Where are you staying? One of us can take you,” Kyungsoo applied.

“I, uh….” She shuffled her feet.

“You don’t have a place to stay, do you?” Chanyeol asked. The pack glanced at her.

“I’ve been staying at different hotels, using spells to trick them into thinking I paid, or forgetting I was even there. I don’t have any money on me.”

“So, you’re homeless?”

She shrugged, staring at her feet.

“You can stay here,” Kyungsoo offered.

“What?” Sloane and Kai asked at the same time.

Kyungsoo shrugged at his leader, “Kai lives here all alone, and he has two guest rooms. You’re going to school with us now, and it would be nice to have you around, being that you know a lot more about this stuff than us…. We have a bit to learn from each other.”

“I don’t want her living here,” Kai spat through clenched teeth. This place was his sanctuary; he didn’t want some strange girl with magical powers who he still didn’t trust to ruin that for him.

“Come on, Jongin, don’t be stubborn.”

“Don’t call me that in front of her. She’s not staying here and that’s final!” Kyungsoo suddenly pulled Kai into a headlock and dragged him away from the living room.

“We need a moment,” he informed Sloane as they disappeared down the hall, into another room. It was dead silent as they waited for the duo to return, Sehun and Tao’s grins never left their face while Chanyeol and Jongdae chuckled every once in a while.

Seven minutes later, the two reemerged. Kai huffing and pouting while Kyungsoo’s lips stretched into a heart shaped grin.

He nudged Kai forward, and with an eye roll, the leader trudged to the girl with his hands in his pockets and muttered, “you can stay here.”

“What was that?” Jongdae asked dramatically, his smile stretched evilly.

Kai rolled his eyes again and raised his voice, “you can stay here…Sloane.”

“Thank you,” she said but the other boys’ guffawing quickly swallowed it up.

He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck, “Whatever.”

His pack left his place soon after that. As soon as Kai and Sloane were alone, he cornered her and sat her down.

“I still don’t think you being around us is a good idea,” he began. Sloane’s eyes were wide as she took in his words. “I don’t trust you. I know you are a witch, despite what you want us to believe, and I’m keeping a close eye on you.”

He sighed, “That being said, you did save my pack’s lives today, and that is something I’m indebted to. So, I promise to let you stay here, as a form of payment for what you did today, alright?”

Sloane nodded with understanding, “I promise, in return, Kai, that I’ll prove to you that I am no threat. As Kyungsoo said earlier, we have a bit to learn from one another.”

“That we do, Sloane. That we do. Let me show you your room.”

2. House Rules & Lone Wolves

“She carries this ancient looking suitcase and it is literally the only thing she owns. It has her clothes in it, and this book that looks just as old as the suitcase, and that is it,” Kai informed his pack mates as they were all walking up to the cafeteria.

It was a Monday, their first day back since Sloane saved them from the vampires, and Kai was having a rough time adjusting to the whole living-with-a-witch-that-may-not-actually-be-a-witch situation Kyungsoo unceremoniously thrust him into.

“Until then, I mean, she’s alright. She’s quiet, stayed in her room for most of the day, and only came out to eat or use the bathroom. We’re going shopping later tonight so she can buy a toothbrush and whatnot.” Kai shook his head in disbelief, “I can’t believe I have a roommate.”

“A really pretty magical roommate at that,” Chanyeol added with a nod.

“You think she’s pretty?” Kai asked, sparing the taller boy a judgmental glance.

“Well, yeah? She’s very pretty,” Chanyeol shrugged.

“That means a lot coming from Chanyeol,” Sehun snorted, nudging his fellow playboy friend.

“If she gives you any problems,” Kyungsoo said, as they all sat around their table. “You can always kick her out.”

Kai sighed, “You’re right, I just… what will my aunt think?”

“What will your cousin think?” Tao asked. “Once he finds out you have a good looking girl living with you….”

Kai’s eyes widened with horror, “he shall never find out.”

“Not to mention,” Jongdae began with a sharp curve to his lips. “What your little buddy downstairs will think about this situation.”

“Jongdae! I’ll have your head!” Kai pounced on top of the table, reaching for his evil friend’s neck, when the center of his problems finally joined them.

“What did I miss?” Sloane asked Chanyeol under her breath as she slid into the seat beside him.

The tall boy shrugged, chuckling all the while, “Kai’s having some issues and Jongdae is really bad at giving advice.”

The girl nodded with wide eyes, placing a spoon filled with soup into her mouth thoughtfully.

After Kai was satisfied with the purplish hue Jongdae’s face took from the lack of oxygen, he settled back down and Tao rubbed his friend’s back as he coughed a lung out.

Once everyone was settled, Kyungsoo began talking, “the full moon is this Saturday.”

All the boys seemed to grow tense once the words were uttered.

Sloane, on the other hand, gasped, “Does this mean you’re finally going to go all wolf?!”

She began squealing.

“Why are you so excited to see us as wolves?” Kai asked, baffled.

Her jaw dropped, staring at him in disbelief, “why wouldn’t I?! It’s not every day you run into werewolves! I can’t wait to see your fur. How big do you guys get? Do you still have your human mind? Is the shift painful?”

“Whoa whoa!” Sehun said chuckling. “One question at a time.”

“Um,” Kyungsoo began thoughtfully. “Pretty big, yes, and yes.”

“But,” Kai drawled out, sending a warning with his eyes to his pack mates before meeting Sloane’s. “You are not going to be able to see our fur. You’re going to stay in the house for the entire night.”

Sloane’s face fell, “What?”

“It’s dangerous for you to be out with us in our wolf forms. Yeah, we do keep our humanity, but the full moon pulls us towards our wolves, those instincts are quicker. You can get hurt if you are not careful.”

Sloane’s shoulders fell, “but… I really wanted to see your wolf forms. I bet you guys are beautiful.”

“We can just tell you,” Jongdae shrugged. “And we can always half shift, you know? Our eyes change colors and our claws and fangs come out. But during the full moon is when we shift completely and it’s out of our control, and aw you think we’re beautiful?”

“Let’s just show her!” Sehun yelled excitedly. Tao gasped loudly and nodded in agreement.

“No,” Kai said immediately. He used his alpha voice, so the others had no choice but to listen. That didn’t stop Tao and Sehun from whining.

“You’re no fun,” Sloane pouted, twirling her spoon in her food.

Kai just shrugged, “being the alpha means keeping a level head.”

“And which head exactly is it that must be level, huh, Kai?” Jongdae questioned with a wicked grin.

“Have you not learned your lesson?!” Kai barked, hopping across the table to choke Jongdae out again.

Kyungsoo sighed, while the others started making bets over if Jongdae would pass out or not, and Sloane lifted her hand from her spoon, even though it remained swirling around her soup.

~*~

“There are rules to my house that we haven’t discussed yet,” Kai informed Sloane as he pushed a cart through E-Mart. She walked beside him, well around him, running from one side of an aisle to the other, tossing things into the cart.

“Like what?” She asked as she studied the different types of deodorant.

“Like…” Kai began, thinking of something. “You can’t invite anybody over without my permission.”

“Well that’s fine. I only know you guys.” She finally settled on a deodorant and continued towards the hair products.

“Any food that’s in the fridge will be for the both of us, I don’t expect you to get a job or pay rent or anything, but if you could hold your keep, you know, cleaning after yourself, cooking dinner, washing dishes—”

“Making sure my hair doesn’t clog the drain. I get it,” she placed watermelon scented shampoo and conditioner in the overflowing cart and continued on.

“Respect my things and my personal space and I think we’ll get along just fine.”

She twirled around to shoot him a quick salute and returned back to leading the way towards the toy aisle.

“Why are we here?” Kai asked skeptically.

Sloane laughed and stopped in front of the board and card games, “We should have game nights.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“I think it is. Come on, Kai, live a little.”

Kai rolled his eyes, but helped Sloane decide on a few games they could play.

After they picked them, they headed towards check out.

“How can you pay for all this?” Sloane asked, munching on a Slim Jim that had been rung already.

“My parents had a lot of money,” Kai stated, sliding his black card to pay for their items.

“I couldn’t help but notice the ‘had’ in that sentence,” Sloane pointed out.

Kai shrugged again, feigning nonchalant. He didn’t say anything as they headed to his car.

Once on the road, Sloane played with the radio for a minute until she found a song she liked. She started shaking her curls and Kai pressed his lips together to hide a rare amused grin. Once the song was over, she turned the volume down, “You are one of the younger members of the pack, right?”

“Yup. Sehun’s the only one younger than me.”

“Then how come you are the alpha?”

He winced, “I’m the strongest.” He left it at that.

“But…” She let her sentence carry; knowing that Kai didn’t want to talk about this either. “Never mind. Sorry I asked.”

Kai blinked at her in surprise, and for some odd reason felt guilty, “its fine. I’ll tell you…someday.”

She nodded at him, “I’d like that.”

Kai pulled into his driveway, and the two dragged their bags into the house.

“Thank you again for taking me in. It means so much to me, I don’t think you understand.”

Kai scratched the back of his neck, “You saved my life, this is the least I can do. Just know that I am waiting patiently for you to fuck up so I can kick you out.”

“And ever so charming,” Sloane muttered. She perked up instantly. “I’ll make dinner!”

“I have another question,” Sloane said, once she started cooking. Kai, who was still putting things away, groaned and Sloane took that as permission.

“Why won’t you let me be around you guys once you change?”

Kai clenched his jaw, “I told you, it’s dangerous.”

“I’m not a mere mortal, Kai. I’m sure I could handle it. I can help.”

“There’s no need for help, Sloane. We change, we venture the woods, and then we turn back into humans at dawn. He meet here, eat, shower, and then they all go home. That’s how we’ve always done it, that’s how it will go on Saturday.”

“But, maybe I can fold your clothes for you, or cast a spell to make the shift easier to handle, or something?”

Kai shook his head, “We can handle it. We’ve been shifting together for a few years now. Just stay here and wait for us to return, alright?”

Sloane sighed, “Fine.”

Kai let out a relieved breath. He didn’t want to tell her how they hunted and killed innocent animals. How they howled at the moon for hours. How he used the pain of the shift as a reminder of the monster that he was, of the burden his family and fellow pack members had to carry. She didn’t need to know any of that.

~*~

The following day, after school had ended, Sloane found herself at the nearest public library. She had decided that she would try to help Kai and his pack as much as possible without being a burden or upsetting the alpha, so she spent about an hour and a half searching for the right books about plants and glancing around at books about witchcraft—coming up empty on the latter.

Satisfied with her borrowed books, she bounced out of the building with a warm smile on her face. The sun was shining despite the chilly autumn breeze, and she could tell that things were finally looking up for her.

Those thoughts turned sour as her body collided with one in front of her. Her newly acquired books tumbling towards the asphalt, but before she could finish her blink, the person she bumped had them stacked neatly in his hands. They never even touched the ground.

Her eyes widened as she took in the stack before lifting them up to see a boy around her age, a stunningly bright smile on his just as attractive face, “here you go, miss.”

“Thank you,” she stuttered, collecting them from his grasp as he bowed and proceeded on his way before she could yell out an apology. She followed him with her eyes; he seemed in a rush, almost running as he crossed the street.

“Weird,” she pouted. His energy was off, and she couldn’t figure out why.

“What’s weird?” A deep voice asked from behind her and she jumped out her skin as Kyungsoo seemed to appear out of thin air.

“I…” She spun back to where she last saw the boy but he was already long gone. “There was a guy….”

Kyungsoo just arched an eyebrow up at her, as she slowly came back to her senses. “How did you find me?”

He shrugged, a smug smile on his face, “I’m getting really familiar with your scent. Also Kai sent me to look for you, he was getting worried.”

She scoffed, “Kai? Worried about me? I’m sure.”

“He worries about anyone he feels he has to protect.” The two fell into step, heading towards Kyungsoo’s car that was parked on the corner of the street.

“He feels like he has to protect me? I’m a magical being,” Sloane almost scoffed. The two settled into their seats, and Kyungsoo took off towards Kai’s house.

“But you’re living under his roof. That makes you his responsibility in his eyes.” He could sense her disbelief. “It’s the alpha in him.”

She nodded understandably at that, “I never got to thank you.”

“For what?”

“For making him take me in. If it weren’t for you, I’d probably still be mooching off hotel workers. I hated doing that.”

Kyungsoo smiled at her, “all in a days work. You’re the first wit—uh… magical being we’ve ever ran into. At least, one around our age, who didn’t want our heads on a platter.”

Sloane smirked at Kyungsoo stuttering over her title. “So you have dealt with witches before?”

Kyungsoo nodded, “yup. Ones passing though who had a dislike for us pups.”

Sloane cracked a grin at that, “you’re funny, Kyungsoo.”

He blinked owlishly at her, “that’s a first.”

She burst out laughing at his reply and shook her head with a sigh, “you’re also very refreshing. I appreciate that.”

“You seem to appreciate a lot of things.”

“I’ve had a past that allows me to do as such.”

Kyungsoo sensed the bitterness she tried to suppress and it piqued his interest. He knew better than to press her on it though, deciding instead to change the subject quickly, “what you got there?” He pointed at the books in her hands.

“Some books about plants. You know plants have a ton of magical attributes? Certain plants give us certain powers or take some away.”

Kyungsoo nodded, “like Wolfsbane.”

“Yes. Which, please remind me, I must read up on. Now that I’m living and hanging out with a bunch of wolves, I need to know as much as possible about you all.”

“Do magical beings like you have plants that are your kryptonite?”

“I’m pretty sure. I haven’t looked into it, but I know there must be.”

“You’ve really made me curious about all this supernatural stuff. We haven’t really worried about these things, I guess being young and powerful makes you really ignorant to certain things at times.”

They finally reached Sloane’s new home, and Kyungsoo held the door open for her as they entered the loft.

“Yeah, we both have quite a bit to learn, huh?”

“It seems so.”

“Sloane!” Tao squealed once she was in his vision. He hopped off the couch and leaped on her, causing the books she was holding to fall again. Kyungsoo quickly plucked them from the air, gathering them into a pile in his hands.

“Wolf reflexes,” he smirked once he noticed Sloane’s shocked expression.

“Is that so?” she sputtered.

“Sloane! Kai told us you bought games! Let’s play some!” Tao, who was still wrapped around the girl said, dragging her over towards the bookcase where the games she and Kai had bought the day before had been placed.

Something Sloane had noticed was the way Tao, Sehun, and Jongdae treated her. Ever since she healed them, they had seemed to hover around her, always needy. She wondered if her power had anything to do with that.

They decided on Apples to Apples, and the rest of the gang joined them in the living room. Chanyeol and Jongdae were both really good at playing, although Jongdae tried to make his answers as inappropriate as possible. They snacked and joked and relaxed for a few hours. Sehun and Tao had Sloane sandwiched between them and Jongdae constantly asked her if she needed anything. Kai was suspicious, but his thoughts on the matter speculated about the same as Sloane’s.

“Those three seem to be smitten with you,” Kai mentioned when he was able to corner Sloane in the kitchen.

She nodded, digging in the pantry for more snacks.

“I couldn’t help but wonder if your power had anything to do with that.”

Sloane stiffened at his tone and spun around, facing the wolf, “are you accusing me of something?”

Kai smirked and shrugged, “you didn’t cast a spell on them to make them act like that, did you?”

“Of course not! Why would I?”

“Because if some of my pack members love you, it would be easier for me to accept you.”

“That’s ridiculous, Kai. I think when I healed them it made a slight bond. They’ll get over it in a couple days. I already told you I’m not evil.” She walked towards him so that she could clearly look into his eyes and so that he could hear her heartbeat better. “I’m not out to get you and your pack. So you can relax.”

Kai blinked at her, noticing her heartbeat remain steady. He clenched his jaw and snatched the chocolate cupcakes from Sloane’s grasp. Spinning on his heels, he returned to the living room where the others were waiting for them to return.

Sloane sunk into a stool near her, holding her head in her hands, feeling slightly exhausted from dealing with Kai’s attitude and distrust.

She was going to win him over somehow.

“You alright?” Sloane lifted her head to see Jongdae watching her anxiously.

“Yeah. Fine,” she tried to smile, but it wouldn’t stay on for long.

“Don’t mind Kai,” Jongdae advised, walking over to the girl with his hands in his pockets and a warm smile on his face. “He’s all bark.”

She laughed at that, “He doesn’t seem to trust very easily.”

Jongdae shook his head at that, “nope. It took him ages to warm up to me, actually.”

“Really?”

Jongdae’s grin stretched mischievously, “I appeared out of nowhere, kind of like you did. He had no idea what to do with me, and I got on his nerves. It just takes him some time.” He worked up the courage to place his hand on Sloane’s back, rubbing it reassuringly. “Will you please come join us? I have to whoop your asses at Apples to Apples again.”

Sloane rolled her eyes and pushed him away, following him out into the living room.

~*~

“Sloane! Sit next to me!” Sehun called as soon as Sloane stepped into their shared history class. She smiled and took a step, but as soon as she did, Jongdae ran into the room, wrapped his arm around her waist and dragged her away to sit next to him. Sehun stared in disbelief before he whined and began sulking, and a few girls that were sitting behind him started quietly squealing to themselves.

Jongdae began laughing hysterically and Sloane started questioning whether coming here was a good idea after all.

“Mr. Kim!” Their history teacher, Professor Park, barked once she entered the room. “Control yourself or I’m kicking you out… again!”

Jongdae waved his hand dismissively, but tried to contain his chuckles.

Their teacher began lecture and Jongdae leaned over to Sloane, “tomorrow’s Saturday.”

Sloane nodded her head; taking notes quickly before turning to Jongdae, “are you scared?”

He scoffed, “are you kidding? This is a part of who I am. I’ve been doing this for years now, it’s routine.”

“So why are you reminding me of it?”

“Because I can practically smell the tension on you. You’re not planning on going against Kai’s order, are you?”

Sloane blinked rapidly at her fellow classmate and shook her head vehemently, “no, no, that’s not it.”

“Well, what is it then?”

“I…”

“Sloane…”

She sighed, but before she could tell him what was going on in her head, Professor Park called on her. She answered her question correctly—annoying her teacher in the process—and returned back to her conversation, “I, uh, had a dream last night.”

Jongdae nodded slowly, “that usually happens when people sleep.”

“Jongdae!” Sloane grinned. “I’m being serious. I had a dream that… well, I can’t really remember what happened, but I remember my emotions, the urgency, the full moon, and fur… lots of it. Something is going to happen tomorrow, something out of the ordinary.”

“Are you psychic?”

“No, but I am incredibly intuitive. Also, I broke a vase yesterday!”

“What does that have to do with anything,” Jongdae questioned, truly concerned for the girl’s sanity.

Sloane grew distracted as the boy in front of her began answering a question. Jongdae watched as her eyebrows scrunched together and her eyes widened in realization, her eyes never leaving his neck.

“Earth to Sloane? You okay?” Jongdae waved his hand in front of her, causing her to come back to reality. “Did you just have a vision?”

“I… did I zone out?” Sloane seemed genuinely confused.

Jongdae pursed his lips. “You were staring at that kid as if he had a bug on his back.” Sloane tried to recall what she was thinking about, but came up empty.

“Great answer as always. Sehun, why don’t you elaborate on what Mr. Zhang was saying?” Professor Park said, staring at Sehun expectantly.

“Uh… I believe he covered it all, Professor?”

Sloane face palmed and Jongdae began his manic laughter again, causing both him and Sehun to get thrown out of class.

Sloane and Jongdae’s conversation was forgotten for the rest of the class.

~*~

“I made dinner!” Sloane’s voice was heard as soon as the door swung open. Six exhausted young werewolves stumbled into the kitchen with relief as the waft of stew overwhelmed their senses. The table was covered in plates and bowls and beside it stood Sloane with a nervous grin on her face.

“Sloane! You shouldn’t have!” Jongdae cried while Tao pulled her into a tight hug.

“You’re a life saver!” Chanyeol praised, quickly yanking a chair back to plop onto it. “Kai was promising us he’d cook and I really wasn’t in the mood for burnt kimchi fried rice.”

“Hey!” Kai barked, eyes slits with the promise of death as he glowered at Chanyeol.

“What? it’s true!” Chanyeol stuck his tongue out at his alpha.

“What did you make?” Sehun inquired, glancing around the crowded table. Kyungsoo smiled appreciatively at the girl before sitting down as well.

“Well, I cooked a stew with astragalus roots in it, some beef, a salad, and warm agrimony tea.”

Once everyone was settled, they all began eating, the moans of pleasure didn’t go unnoticed to Sloane, and she bit back a smile, pleased that her cooking skills were still up to par.

“This is, without a doubt, the best stew I’ve ever had!” Tao squealed.

“Sorry, Kyungsoo,” Kai grinned at the smaller boy, who just rolled his eyes and took a sip of his tea.

“His stew is still better than your kimchi fried rice,” Jongdae muttered and yelped as Kai kicked him underneath the table.

“What did you say was in the stew and tea?” Kai asked Sloane soon after, acting as if he had not just given Jongdae’s shin a nice purple bruise.

Sloane slurped some broth before answering his question, “astragalus roots and agrimony.”

“Are those the plants that you found in your books?” Kyungsoo asked.

She nodded, impressed that he remembered. “Yeah, astragalus helps increase energy, both the body and mind. It will help you with fatigue and unclear decisions. While agrimony helps keep away negative energy and spirits as well as keeping a level head.”

Kai’s chewing slowed as Sloane continued talking. He blinked at her, and she must have felt his gaze, because she looked up at him.

“Is this your way of helping us?” He questioned. She nodded and quickly broke eye contact, awaiting a scolding.

“Thank you, Sloane,” his voice was strained, but Sloane could hear his sincerity. “I should have known you would find a loophole.”

“Aw! Our Sloane is so smart!” Tao gushed with a full mouth. He ruffled the girl’s hair.

“Our…Our Sloane?” She choked. Tao began laughing, murmuring a ‘how cute’.

“Are you still anxious, Sloane?” Jongdae asked soon after.

She glared at him and Kyungsoo cocked an eyebrow, “why were you anxious?”

“I…” Jongdae began his manic laughter and Sloane threw a carrot at him. It shut him up immediately and he pouted, feeling betrayed that Sloane would use violence against him. “It’s nothing really. I promised that I wouldn’t get involved…”

“But?” Chanyeol pushed.

“But… be on guard tomorrow. I feel something will happen, something different.”

“Good different or bad different?” Sehun asked.

She shrugged, “that’s up for you to decide.”

“She also broke a vase,” Jongdae added.

“Jongdae!” Sloane shook her head at him, and his lips seemed to glue together. His eyes widened and he pushed away from the table, causing him and his chair to stumble backwards.

“Now you get why I’m always beating him up, “ Kai sighed as the table burst into laughter.

Sloane just scratched her head and drank her tea, “I really did break a vase though, is there any way I can get you to lend me six dollars?”

“Mmm!” Jongdae yelled from the floor where he was practically convulsing, pulling at the pink flesh of his lips in an attempt to rip them apart.

“Shut up!” Kai ordered.

“It’s your fault you’re in this situation!”

“You really would try to act that way towards a witch and not expect her to retaliate?”

“Hey! I’m not a witch! You want your lips merged too?!”

“No! I’m trying to defend you!”

Outside the moon shown bright, nearly full with the promise of change.

~*~

“I’m curious,” Jongdae murmured sleepily the next day. “Why are we watching a movie about a werewolf hunter?”

“Van Helsing also killed vampires,” Sloane informed, running her fingers through Tao’s brown hair where his head sat comfortably on her lap. He began purring like a kitten.

“I still don’t get why we are watching it, regardless of what he murdered,” Sehun scrunched his nose at a particularly violent scene.

Kyungsoo sighed, “it’s an attempt at distraction. But… it really isn’t working very well.”

“Where’s Kai?” Chanyeol asked.

“He couldn’t stomach the plot,” Kyungsoo shrugged.

“He’s not the only one,” Jongdae muttered.

“Will you guys just relax?” Sloane asked. “You’re transforming in less then twenty-four hours. Eat, rest, and enjoy a cool action flick with both a hot leading and supporting role and horribly depicted werewolves.”

“The werewolves are a bit much,” Kyungsoo relented with a soft chuckle.

“I wish I was that muscular when I shifted,” Tao yawned.

“Those vampires don’t seem that far off though…” Chanyeol mentioned, causing a chilling silence to take over.

Sloane let out a gust of breath and a few of the boys glanced over at her.

“Don’t worry about us too much, Sloane,” Jongdae said. He threw her a reassuring grin after sensing her distress.

“Yeah, we’re big boys,” Chanyeol added, flexing one of his biceps and sending the girl a wink.

“I know. I don’t even know why I’m so worried, honestly. I hardly know any of you.”

“It’s because we’re so handsome,” Tao provided, his eyes still closed.

Sloane lightly smacked his arm and rolled her eyes, “and so dumb.”

“We’ll be okay, Sloane,” Kyungsoo assured with a warm smile. “We always are.”

~*~

“Look who has finally graced us with his presence!” Sehun yelled as Kai stumbled down the stairs a few hours later.

“Sloane made us have a werewolf marathon,” Tao informed his leader with a slight pout.

“All of them sucked, especially that shape shifting one,” Chanyeol added.

“Um, Blood and Chocolate was actually pretty decent. You have to admit that,” Sloane said. Chanyeol just shrugged.

“Well, I obviously haven’t missed much. It’s go time, you all ready?”

“But, the moon isn’t even all the way out yet!” Sloane said, her eyes widening with alarm.

Kai smirked, “we have to prepare some things. We shift pretty far from the house.”

“But—”

“It’s going to be fine!” Sehun drawled, throwing his arms around her shoulders. “You worry too much.”

“Can I at least—”

“Nope,” Kai interrupted, popping the P.

Sloane groaned with frustration, “then what am I supposed to do?”

Kai shrugged, “watch movies about witches. I heard that The Blair Witch Project is a good one.”

“Not cool,” Kyungsoo chastised as he walked past his best friend to grab some bags.

“What’s in the bags?” Sloane questioned, plopping back on the couch in defeat. She watched as Kyungsoo distributed the bags so that each boy got one.

“Snacks, extra clothes, first aid. Just things we will need if we change back early for whatever reason.”

“That happens?”

“Occasionally. It’s rare.”

“Usually, if we get wounded pretty badly or knocked unconscious, we’ll turn back to our human form,” Jongdae mentioned.

“Oh…”

“Oh great,” Chanyeol said, throwing his arms in the air. “Now she really is going to panic!”

Kai headed over to where Sloane was seated and knelt in front of her, “we do this every month. We will keep a look out for anything out of the ordinary, but until then, it will be just like always. You really need to chill, we know what we are doing.”

Sloane nodded, “I know, I know. Just be careful… all of you.”

Sehun saluted, “aye, aye, Captain.”

Kai rose to his feet, “I am the captain of this ship, and my first command is to head to the van!”

Sloane smiled as the boys said their farewells. Kyungsoo patted her shoulder, Tao gave her a slimy kiss on her cheek, while Jongdae kissed the top of her head. Chanyeol clipped her chin, Sehun rubbed her arm, and Kai walked out without so much as a wave—which was what Sloane was expecting.

“We’ll be back before you know it,” Sehun whispered to her before rushing to the others, closing the door behind himself.  Now alone, Sloane let out a shaky breath and played with her gold necklace, hoping that their confidence would get them through the night.

~*~

“She is really worried for us,” Jongdae mentioned as they all piled into the van.

Chanyeol jumped into the driver’s seat, Kai in the passenger, while the other four climbed into the back.

“It’s nice,” Chanyeol admitted as he pulled out of the driveway. “She’s like a mother. It’s kind of cute watching her fret over us like that.”

The guys in the back nodded in agreement.

“I just hope she doesn’t do anything stupid,” Kai muttered, closing his eyes and sinking into his seat, mentally preparing himself for what was to come.

The ride was mostly silent, as they made their way to the outskirts of the forest. The moon seemed almost reachable as Chanyeol haphazardly parked and they all filed out. They were in a small circular clearing; the trees in the area were easily fifteen feet, hovering high above their heads.

“You all ready?” Kai asked, locking eyes with each member of his pack and receiving a nod from each. “Alright, here we go.”

It took a few moments, as the moon slowly began to reveal itself. The wolves became anxious, hobbling from foot to foot, claiming to have to pee, and telling stale jokes to pass the time. But soon, they began to feel the shift.

Chanyeol was the first to change. He yelped, startling the other five, as he tumbled to the ground. With his last bit of sanity, he quickly yanked his clothes off, not wanting to destroy them during the shift.

Jongdae whistled, “looking good, Channie!”

“Fuck off!” Chanyeol roared before screaming in agony. Sehun winced as Chanyeol’s arms twisted in odd angles. The others undressed quickly, knowing their turn was soon.

Kyungsoo was the next to begin shifting. Tao, Sehun and Kai quickly joining him. Jongdae blinked in surprise, Chanyeol was practically full wolf now, his russet fur blowing in the breeze, as his snout started to form.

“I’m not shifting,” Jongdae spoke from the corner of his mouth nervously, knowing none of the others were listening, too distracted by the pain. “Uh…” He glanced around and glared at the moon, “what are you doing?! Let’s go! I’m on the clock!”

Chanyeol was full wolf then and his fire orange orbs stared at Jongdae, almost mockingly.

“Oh, shut up!” Jongdae snapped. He cursed loudly right after, feeling the bones in his feet break and expand.

“There we go!” He cheered with his signature laugh as he began to shift.

The shift took around ten minutes to endure, and slowly, the boys changed into wolves. Once Jongdae’s white and black fur fully covered his new body, the six wolves howled, quickly taking off through the familiar forest.

Quick as lightening, the beasts raced through the land, leaping over fallen logs with their tongues lolling out their mouths. A few roughhoused, snapping at each other’s necks, while others chased after squirrels and other small animals. The sense of freedom they felt while they were wolves was indescribable. Although the shift was painful, being a wolf brought a joy that made it somewhat bearable.

A couple hours passed with the six pups playing and running around. Jongdae and Sehun were play fighting, Kai and Kyungsoo were racing one another, Tao got distracted by a frog, while Chanyeol was chasing his tail.

While running, Kai suddenly stopped, causing Kyungsoo to become distracted and hit a tree. After shaking it off he studied his leader. Kai was stiff as a board, the chocolate brown fur on his back slowly rising and his gold eyes glowing brightly against the darkness. He began growling menacingly, and that’s when Kyungsoo smelt it.

He whipped his head in the direction Kai was glowering and joined his low growling. Kai let out a quick bark, and soon, the other wolves joined the two. Immediately smelling a threat, they all snarled dangerously low.

Finally, the threat came into focus.

Another wolf, about as big as them, hesitantly made its way towards the group. It had ashy grey fur and sapphire eyes. It made it clear it wasn’t looking for a fight…

But he was on Kai’s territory.

With a sharp bark, Kai charged the lone wolf, his pack following immediately. They began fighting with the wolf, but he was stronger than anticipated. He was able to ward off Chanyeol and Sehun, and dodge Kyungsoo and Tao’s advances, but Kai surprised him, coming at him from his right and causing him to land on his side.

He immediately rolled onto his back in surrender, but Kai was seeing red. He dug his teeth into the beast’s flesh, causing him to howl in pain. Somehow he was able to get Kai off of him and bite him back in defense. Once free, he turned to run away, but was wounded, and wasn’t as fast as he could have been. Kai, Chanyeol, and Kyungsoo were hot on his heels, and once again pinned him onto the moist ground.

The exhausted animal closed his eyes, tired of fighting them off, and awaited the deathblow Kai was so eager to give.

Before he could finish the wolf off, Kai was knocked over. Kyungsoo and Chanyeol growled in surprise as Jongdae stood protectively in front of the other wolf. He huffed and shook his head. Kai got back on his paws and barked, ordering Jongdae to move, but the pup remained in front of the wolf, who was now unconscious.

Sehun and Tao joined the rest, ears perked with wonder, as they watched the confrontation.

Kyungsoo yelped in surprise as his attention was brought back to the strange wolf—who was a wolf no longer.

A boy around their age now lay were the wolf once had. Realization hit them all slowly—except for Jongdae, who had pieced everything together while Kai was blood hungry—and panic slowly took over the situation.

Another werewolf had shown up on their turf and approached them, probably asking to join them, and what did they do? They attacked him, nearly killing him in the process. Four out of seven wolves present were covered in blood, but the boy had bite wounds on his neck and belly, and blood was pouring profusely out of them. Almost without thinking, Kai dragged the boy unto his back and took off, rushing towards his house, to Sloane, who he knew could help the boy. He heard the pounding of his members’ paws against the rough earth as they followed him, some limping. It was a race against the sun, which was beginning to rise over the horizon.

It took about thirty minutes to get back to the house. Kai yipped once he saw the familiar wood of his home, but as soon as he left the clearing of the trees, he stumbled and fell, convulsing as his human form began to resurface.

One by one, the boys began to shift back to their human forms. Kai tried to crawl to the door, as he was still changing back with an unconscious guy still on top of his back. It was a struggle, but he was able to bang on the door, leaving blood stained handprints in his wake.

“Sloane!” He croaked, his voice was still laced with his wolf. “Sloane! Please help!”

Exhaustion got the better of him and he relented. He was aware long enough to see the door swing open and smiled with relief as a startled Sloane appeared before him.

~*~

Could it be possible for silence to be so loud it could startle someone awake? That’s what Kai’s first humane thought was as he jerked from his sleep. He was disoriented, still stuck between his wolf and human minds, but as he began blinking into focus, he realized that he was in fact human.

He sighed, running a hand over his face as the night’s events began surfacing. He was in his bedroom, clad in only a pair of black boxer briefs. He glanced at the clock on his nightstand—three forty-six. He checked the skin of his stomach, remembering he took a hit, but saw that his slight wounds were already closed in a fading pink.

He still had dried blood under his fingernails.

With a groan he climbed out of bed, trudging down to the living room. Once down there, he noticed that the television was off. Everything was off and it was silent. The silence made him feel incredibly guilty of his behavior, and he needed some type of distraction.

Chanyeol, Tao, and Kyungsoo were all in the living room, asleep. Tao on a couch, Kyungsoo siting up in the armchair, his chin resting on his bare chest, while Chanyeol’s tall frame was sprawled on the floor.

Kai headed over to the kitchen and saw Sehun sipping on a glass of milk. They locked eyes and Sehun bowed his head a bit in greeting, his face blank of any emotion.

“How long have you been up?” Kai asked the younger boy, his voice still rough with sleep.

Sehun shrugged, “about twenty minutes. The groaning woke me up.”

Kai cocked an eyebrow but didn’t question. “Where’s Sloane and….” He dropped his head, the guilt closing up his throat.

Sehun sighed, leaning back in his chair and drinking more of his milk, “in her room.”

Kai patted the wall before heading down the hall to his roommate’s room. After some hesitation, he knocked quietly.

“Come in,” he heard her say, and did as he was told.

Sloane was sitting on the floor in the middle of her room, Jongdae sat at her desk, looking the most serious he ever has, and on the bed laid the werewolf Kai tried to kill. He gulped, seeing him in the light. His wounds were closed, but the dried blood still remained.

“He was having trouble earlier, but he’s all healed now,” Sloane informed, her eyes never leaving the stranger’s sleeping form. “You got him pretty good.”

“I didn’t know,” Kai said.

“I know.”

“I did,” Jongdae admitted. His voice was hard with anger, and when he locked eyes with Kai, they were stern and shown a bright hazel—his wolf’s eyes. “I tried to get you to stop.”

“You did,” Kai sighed, looking down at his bare feet.

“There’s a question I can’t get out of my head, Kai. I keep wondering what would you have done if he hadn’t shifted back? Would you have killed me too? Just to get to him?”

“Jongdae! You know I wouldn’t.”

Jongdae shook his head, “how could you be so careless? How could you let your bloodlust take control over you like that? You weren’t you, man….”

Kai kept his head low like a scolded child, knowing he deserved this.

“You nearly killed someone, and for what? What reason, Kai? Because he was in your territory? Please, you don’t kill someone who approaches you with caution! You don’t deliver a deathblow to a wolf who has his fucking belly up in surrender!”

“Jongdae!” Sloane called. She spun around to see her usually casual and goofy friend. He was glaring at Kai, his chest heaving. “You’re going to wake him up.”

Jongdae stood up and walked out the room, but when he was in front of Kai he muttered, “I’m disappointed in you, Leader.”

Once he was out of the room, Sloane sighed and Kai sat where Jongdae was sitting prior.

“He’s right,” he confessed, running his fingers through his hair to yank on the strands. “What was I thinking?”

“You told me that it was dangerous,” Sloane began, after a small silence. “You being a wolf. You said that you don’t have complete control; that the wolf takes over. You saw a threat and proceeded to get rid of it.”

“But Jongdae is right. When he approached us, he was cautious, letting us know he didn’t want any trouble. Still, I attacked him. Even when he was surrendering, I was all too willing to end his life. I’ve never been like that before. It scares me.”

Sloane sighed, sitting a tad straighter. “I know this guy.”

“What?” Kai’s arms fell limply at his side.

“I mean, I don’t know know him, but I saw him earlier this week.”

Kai didn’t know what to say to that.

“At least you stopped,” Sloane continued. “At least you were able to get him here safely.”

“Not without him nearly bleeding out.”

“Well, it’s a good thing I’m here then, huh?”

They sat in silence, watching the boy sleep. He had pale skin and jet-black shaggy hair. His face was blessed with angelically soft features and his build was sturdy, yet lanky.

He began twitching in his sleep, and with a loud gasp, the boy sprang forward. His bare chest was shiny with sweat and was rising and falling quickly.

He sensed the two in the room and jerked his head towards them, “who are you!?”

“I was about to ask you the same thing,” Sloane murmured with a soft, yet dazzling smile.

The boy looked confused, his eyes wandering back and forth between Sloane and Kai as his nose flared.

Finally, his eyes widened with realization as they bored into Kai, “You…you tried to kill me!”

Kai winced. Of course, he would recognize his scent.

“I—”

“Don’t worry about him right now,” Sloane interrupted. “As a matter of fact, he’s leaving.”

“I am?”

“Yes,” She said sternly.

Hesitantly, Kai left the room, shuffling back to the living room where the others were sitting, awake and aware.

“We heard him. Is he awake?” Kyungsoo asked.

Kai met his eyes briefly before nodding.

“Come here,” Kyungsoo ordered, pulling his leader down on the chair with him. “We’re not angry with you, Jongin.”

“One of you are.”

“Jongdae will get over it,” the shorter boy assured. “Don’t beat yourself up, alright?” Kai didn’t answer, so Kyungsoo punched him slightly on the arm. “Alright?”

Kai nodded again and sniffed, not wanting to cry in front of his members.

~*~

“Do you remember me?” Sloane asked the werewolf, who had relaxed somewhat since his attempted murderer left the room.

He studied her and slowly nodded, “the girl… I bumped into you earlier. You dropped your books….”

“And you caught them all before they had the chance to even hit the ground. I should have realized it then, but I still don’t know much about werewolves.”

He blinked at her.

“I’m sorry about what happened last night. I’m not even sure they all know what happened, but I know they are all incredibly sorry. Especially the one that was in here. He’s the leader of this pack.”

“And what are you? You’re definitely not a werewolf.”

Sloane grinned, “That I am not. I’m not sure what I am. I hope you don’t mind, one of your wounds was infected, so I took the liberty to help with healing you.”

The werewolf reached up to his neck, but was met with smooth flesh. He sighed with relief and glanced back at the girl, “you’re overflowing my senses with your power. Are you a witch?”

“No,” she answered, mostly out of habit.

He stared at her in wonder.

“Are you hungry?” He shook his head. “Are you tired?” He shook his head again. “Are you going to tell me your name, at least?”

He finally broke into a smile, and it was beautiful, “Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun.”

“Hello, Baekhyun. My name is Sloane Collins. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“You as well.”

“One of the members brought you some clothes… It’s not much, but it would probably be easier on the both of us if you were clothed.”

Baekhyun glanced down at himself and his face turned an endearing bright red.

Sloane chuckled and placed the pair of shorts and plain white shirt on her bed, “I’ll be in the living room. It’s right down the hall.”

He smiled at her appreciatively as she headed out.

Sloane fell on top of the couch with a huff. Sehun and Jongdae quickly joined the others in the living room and they all stared at her expectantly.

She groaned when she realized all eyes were on her, “what?”

“You know what,” Kai said.

“He’s awake…”

“We know,” Tao sang, pointing at his ears. “What happened? Is he alright?”

“He’s fine… A bit disoriented, but fine.”

“Did he tell you anything about himself?” Kai asked.

“His name is Byun Baekhyun, but that’s all the information I have on him. He’s changing right now, I told him to join us once he is dressed.”

It didn’t take long before Baekhyun was shuffling into view. He nervously glanced around the room at the werewolves before making his way to Sloane, sitting stiffly beside her. He stared at her expectantly, blinking innocently, but jumped as a few of the boys groaned.

“Not you too!” Chanyeol complained, throwing a couch cushion in the air.

“W—what?” The boy asked, utterly confused.

“She healed him,” Kai informed his pack, although none of them realized what that meant.

“Anyways,” Sloane began, demanding their attention. “I believe there is something that needs to be said before we continue any further.”

She gave Kai a meaningful look and he cleared his throat uncomfortably, “I’m sorry, Baekhyun. About last night, I didn’t mean… it was not my intention….”

“It’s alright,” Baekhyun stated with a small smile.

“It’s not!” Kai countered, finally working the nerve to meet the stranger’s gaze. “I was going to kill you.”

“But you didn’t,” Baekhyun said with a shrug. “That’s all that matters.”

The other boys apologized as well, and Baekhyun accepted them graciously.

“Now that that’s all out of the way,” Sloane said. She turned towards the boy, “how did you end up in Kai’s forest last night?”

Baekhyun shifted uncomfortably, “well, I’d been in town for a couple weeks. I knew there was a pack nearby and was waiting to approach you, but I didn’t know what to say. I decided that the full moon would be a good idea, because you would see me as a wolf and not question it… at least, that’s what I had hoped for.”

“Why did you want to meet us?” Kyungsoo asked, handing the boy a glass of water.

“I don’t belong to any pack,” Baekhyun informed once he chugged half the glass. “I’m alone.”

“He’s a rogue?” Tao asked, the pitch of his voice higher with fear. Sehun, Chanyeol, and Kai’s eyes changed into their wolfs’ at the idea of a rogue.

“Calm down!” Jongdae barked. “If he wanted to kill us, we would have a while ago. Not all rogues are vicious anyway.”

The three relaxed, and Jongdae rolled his eyes.

“What happened?” Sloane asked, visibly concerned. “Why are you alone?”

Baekhyun stared at his hands that were wrapped firmly around his cup, his knuckles were snow white from how tightly he gripped it, “I don’t know. I’ve always been.”

“Were you bitten?” Kai asked.

Baekhyun shook his head, “no. I was definitely born a werewolf, but I’m an orphan. The first time I shifted, it was in front of my foster parents. They were so terrified they kicked me out on the spot. I’ve been wandering ever since.

“I told you all I have been here for a few weeks. In that time, I watched you. You seemed like a nice pack, and I was envious—especially of you, Sloane.”

His eyes flickered over to her and he chuckled lowly—self-consciously.

Sloane tilted her head, “why?”

“Because,” his kept eye contact with the magical girl. “You all seemed like a family. I knew you weren’t a werewolf, yet they had accepted you. I wish I could feel accepted.”

“You can,” Sloane whispered, and she smiled reassuringly at him. “You can. With us. Right guys?”

She scanned the six pack mates. They were silent, for whatever reason. All of them avoided her gaze.

“Kai?” She tried.

He scratched his chin and whined silently before meeting her gaze, “what? You want him to stay with us too? As if I have the room?”

The hostility in his voice caused Baekhyun to flinch and his shoulders to slump.

Sloane was unperturbed, “If he doesn’t have anywhere else to stay, I don’t see why not. He’s been alone all his life. He needs brothers, Kai. He needs you guys.”

“But I—”

“He can stay at my place.” All heads snapped over to the giant who had been sitting quietly on the floor beside the television for most of the conversation.

“You don’t have to feel obligated to do so, Chanyeol,” Kai assured.

Chanyeol shrugged nonchalantly, “Why not? I highly doubt my parents would mind another werewolf in the house. I don’t have a spare room, but my bedroom has a lot of space, and I wouldn’t mind sharing.”

“You would do that?” Baekhyun breathed in awe, slightly overwhelmed by the hospitality the giant shown.

The two locked eyes and Chanyeol nodded firmly, “I know what it’s like to be an outcast, Baekhyun. No one should have to deal with being a werewolf alone.”

“That’s our little Delta!” Sehun gushed, falling on top of Chanyeol. The two began wrestling on the floor, knocking over a lamp in the process.

“Are you alright with adding another member to your pack, Kai?” Sloane asked the tense alpha.

Kai ran through the events that happened not even twenty-four hours ago. Of him attempting to take Baekhyun’s life. He had no idea what the pup had been through prior to that night, and now the guilt seemed to pile onto his skin like dirt, making him feel grimy and gross.

He gasped for air and looked up, looked at Baekhyun—at the earnest and hopeful look in his eyes—and knew without a doubt, that he wanted him in his pack, “any werewolf is welcome. I’m the alpha of this pack, Kim Jongin, but I go by Kai. From this day on, I will be your alpha, Byun Baekhyun. Welcome to our pack.”

All the boys hooted and hollered. Sehun ran over and ruffled Baekhyun’s hair, yelling incoherently in his ear. Sloane clapped along, a giant smile on her face, but it was dim compared to the one on Baekhyun’s.

“Now that that’s all settled,” Sloane said once the excitement died down. “Will you all please get dressed?! I’ve seen enough naked bodies to last me a lifetime!”

“Hey!” Sehun huffed. “We’re all wearing underwear!”

“I’m sick of all the skin! Are you all not cold!?”

“You know werewolves run hot!”

“That doesn’t mean you have to act as if you think you are hot enough to walk around this house half naked!”

“Whatever, Sloane! Don’t act like you don’t like it!”

“Ew! Sehun, don’t touch me!”

The day ended on a high note, the boys’ surviving another full moon.

3. The Sullen Siblings

The halls were silent.

Almost eerie, considering the time. Byun Baekhyun gulped as his eyes skittered around the dimly lit hall.

His ears perked, noticing the small explosions of heels on tile and he sighed from the familiar sound.

“Are you nervous?” Her voice smooth, sweet, comforting. He couldn’t help but smile at just the mere thought of her, but she was there in his presence, an eyebrow lifted as she studied him.

He cleared his throat and wiped his sweaty palms on his pant legs, “is it that obvious?”

Sloane slowly shook her head, “no. Not for others, at least. Come.”

She grabbed his hand and led him down the hall into the office. It was stuffy and smelled slightly moldy, but Baekhyun tried his best not to cringe.

He hated school.

When he actually attended school, he was bullied relentlessly, but he had faith that this school would be different. He had faith in his pack, in Sloane. Hence why he was allowing her to drag him into the office.

His pack. He still couldn’t believe after nineteen years, he was finally able to say those words.

Apparently, Tao is ridiculously rich, and he begged his parents to yank some strings so that they could get Baekhyun enrolled. As before mentioned, their university was prestigious and private, only accepting the best of the best—also known as the rich of the rich—so it came to no surprise that getting Baekhyun in wasn’t going to be an easy feat.

Unless, of course, you’re Huang Zitao.

Baekhyun couldn’t even feign his surprise by Tao’s generosity. Tao seemed rather… Detached. Unbothered by everything. Baekhyun would even go as far as to classify the tall werewolf as frightening. But when he brought it up to Sloane the night before, she laughed, genuinely confused by his assessment.

“Well, if that’s what you see, it definitely won’t last for long. Trust me.”

The two new students headed over to the desk where the principal’s assistant sat and she printed out Baekhyun’s class schedule.

Once they were out, he kept staring at the piece of paper in awe. Sloane noticed the slight shake of his hand and grinned.

“Would ya look at that? We have biology together.”

Baekhyun’s head snapped up to stare at her, his expression still in that dreamy state of disbelief. “We have a class together?”

She nodded; getting the reaction out of him she wanted. “Yup. Chanyeol is also in that class.”

The sparkle in his eyes nearly tripled.

But then the bell rang.

Doors sprang open and hoards of students trailed out, flooding the halls.

Baekhyun’s nerves got the best of him; flashbacks of his brief time in school making him break out in a cold sweat as shoulders bumped into him. He was instantly aware of his clothes and hair and height and everything he ever was insecure about and he could feel a panic attack crawling up his throat.

A warm soft hand slid into his damp one, tightly gripping his limb and bringing his attention to Sloane.

“You’re okay. You’re here with me.”

“And me,” a deeper voice called and Baekhyun was surprised he could hear it over all the chaos around him.

The hall in front of them seemed to part and about five feet away, Kai, Chanyeol, Tao, and Sehun were making their way towards Baekhyun and Sloane. Kai was the one Baekhyun heard and it made some sense now, because people were quieting down as the boys walked.

Sloane had been at the university for about two weeks now and in that time she had sensed that the boys who she was starting to consider her friends were pretty popular. But, she could admit, she was very ignorant to it all—for there were more important matters to her. But now she was seeing it all first hand and wow how could she not have noticed it before? The way girls—and guys—were not only giving them space, but also how they all giggled and gushed once the guys passed them. Not to mention the ogling….

They were viewed as gods here.

She couldn’t help but to wonder where that put her in the college hierarchy.

It wasn’t looking too good.

She shook away her thoughts and the sense of impending doom and glanced at Baekhyun, who would be a part of all this attention in less than a minute.

He seemed to gather what was coming for him, and his free hand twitched at the hem of his uniform jacket. Sloane could tell how uncomfortable Baekhyun felt in it, as if he were not worthy of such things, and it hurt her soul. She was going to do everything in her power to make sure that beautiful smile of his never faded.

Kai and the gang finally met up with the two and stopped before them.

“Did you get your schedule?” Chanyeol asked Baekhyun.

Baekhyun nodded and practically threw the piece of paper at his new roommate. Chanyeol grinned at the action, but didn’t mention it as his eyes wandered down the sheet. He wasn’t the only one with wandering eyes. A lot of the students were now noticing Baekhyun, and he felt each stare penetrate him like a knife.

“We have biology together,” Chanyeol said. Handing him back the paper.

“I know. Sloane told me.”

“Did she also tell you that you’re sweating like a stripper in church?” Tao commented with a slightly disgusted look on his face.

“I….”

“Leave him alone,” Sloane hissed, narrowing eyes on the taller boy. “It’s his first day and you all are giving him more attention than he needs.”

“Well he better get used to it,” Sehun sighed. “It’s not going to get any easier.”

He sauntered passed them, heading over to his next class.

“He’s right,” Kai murmured to Baekhyun. “The students here… they have nothing better to do with themselves, I guess.”

“Ya’ll are hot and mysterious,” Sloane shrugged. “Of course you are popular.”

Kai scowled.

“You think we’re hot?” Chanyeol smirked, eyes glittering flirtatiously.

Sloane shrugged, unfazed. “I have eyes, Yeol.”

Chanyeol stiffened at the name, “you… you gave me a nickname!”

Kai rolled his eyes, “come on. The bell is about to ring.”

The four dispersed. Baekhyun, Sloane, and Chanyeol had their shared biology class next so they headed there.

The minute walk felt like an eternity to Baekhyun. The whole time his eyes flittered around the hall, taking in everything. A lot of people they passed whispered to one another, gazes trained on the three of them. The hot and popular Park Chanyeol followed by the mysterious new foreigner girl and an equally as attractive new boy. Baekhyun didn’t know how to take the ‘being attractive’ thing, so he decided not to let it get to him.

He also didn’t really like the way people were talking about Sloane.

She told him that his strong need to be around her was a byproduct of her power. That a slight bond had been made between the two of them and it would wear off in a week or so, but he wasn’t so sure. Since the first time he saw her, he knew he wanted to be around her. She had a calmness about her, a gentleness that made him like her.

But he seemed to be the only one.

Everyone they passed was either curious about her or completely disgusted. It made his wolf furious that people were so quick to judge someone they obviously knew nothing about.

Chanyeol must have sensed it, because he glanced at the smaller boy with wide eyes that grew impossibly bigger once he saw the glowing deep ocean blue of his irises.

“Whoa, man!” He whispered so that no one else could hear.

Baekhyun’s eyes snapped shut as he tried to control his wolf. Chanyeol’s big hand came up to rub his back encouragingly and after a short moment, Baekhyun’s melted chocolate colored eyes returned.

“Thought we lost you there for a moment,” Chanyeol said. His face was drawn together with concern as he took in his member’s appearance.

“What happened?” Sloane asked as they slipped into class right before the bell rang.

“The way they were talking about you….” Baekhyun locked eyes with the girl and she gulped. The blue was slowly bleeding into his iris.

“They talk,” Chanyeol dismissed, loosening his already lazy tie even more. “That’s what they do.”

“Not about Sloane,” Baekhyun growled, baring his teeth.

Chanyeol raised an eyebrow, then lifted his hands in surrender. “Alright, Baekhyun. You’re right. Let’s sit down, okay?”

Baekhyun was fighting his wolf again and it caused his senses to skyrocket. Sloane bit her lip in worry as he remained standing in the front of the classroom, the teacher introducing him to the rest. His neck was tight with strain and his eyes were closed in case they weren’t the right color.

He bowed quickly once he was introduced and made his way next to Sloane, who immediately grabbed his hand under their shared table.

The bond between them flared, and Baekhyun gasped as energy ran up his arm.

“You’re alright now,” Sloane grinned mischievously. Leaving Baekhyun stunned, but his wolf was dead silent, and he sighed with relief. “Now listen to the teacher and do good in school, okay? We didn’t get you enrolled so that you can scare everyone.”

“Yes ma’am.”

~*~

“I haven’t even been here the whole day and I’m exhausted,” Baekhyun pouted. His backpack was already trailing behind him on the floor and his jacket was hanging off his shoulders.

“It’s lunch time,” Jongdae began in a warning tone. The two had calculus together which was their class right before lunch break. “You better brace yourself. Chanyeol told me about your wolf coming out this morning.”

Baekhyun groaned, ruffling his dark hair. “I don’t think he will be making another appearance today, but—” he took a deep breath in front of the wide doors to the cafeteria. “Alright. I’m ready.”

Jongdae chuckled and pushed the doors open. The dull hum of multiple conversations exploded and Baekhyun shuddered before entering the giant room behind his pack member.

Out of all the boys, Jongdae was definitely the most caring to Baekhyun. He was sure it had something to do with being the only one without a guilty conscious for attacking him the first full moon together. Jongdae has felt like an older brother for the past days, helping him with whatever issues he has had and always asking him if he is all right. Baekhyun has been thankful.

They grabbed a tray and loaded it with food before Jongdae led Baekhyun to a table nearly filled with familiar faces.

“How is it going so far?” Tao asked curiously.

Baekhyun bit his lip. “Besides nearly going wolf a couple times, it hasn’t been too bad. The classes don’t seem too difficult.”

“Has anybody tried talking to you?” Kyungsoo asked.

Baekhyun shook his head. “No. But I have been getting a lot of stares. It makes me nervous, I don’t like it.”

“I told you earlier that you need to get used to it,” Sehun said. “Hanging out with us, well, we get that a lot.”

“We’re kind of like celebrities,” Jongdae revealed with a relaxed shrug.

“Celebrities?” Baekhyun repeated, eyeing the cafeteria and locking eyes with more people than he would like. “I don’t know….”

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kimjongdaely · 5 years

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Eternal [Chapter 3]

Vampire!AU

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Warnings: Language, violence, abuse, sexual situations, abortion

Summary: You’re not sure how to deal with your current situation. Your owner, Byun Baekhyun, isn’t helping with the stress. But what happens when you find a risky solution that might just solve all your problems?

Prologue [M]│Chapter 1│Chapter 2│Chapter 3│Chapter 4│Chapter 5 │Chapter 6│Chapter 7│Chapter 8│Chapter 9│Chapter 10│Chapter 11 │Chapter 12│Chapter 13

It was hard for you to fall asleep.

Baekhyun has gone out again last night, which is strange. Now that they’ve found the culprit of the attacks, he should be able to stay home more often. You haven’t had the chance to ask him about it, nor do you wish to disturb him during the day.

Still, you find it very strange, and an unsettling feeling churns in your stomach.

You push yourself out of bed, stretching. You feel your stomach, still flat, but somehow you can feel the baby inside you. You don’t feel lonely anymore, don’t feel like you’re drifting through time aimlessly like you used to.

You have a purpose now. A family. Something that belongs to you, and you alone.

You smile at the thought, heading to the bathroom to freshen up. As you head down the stairs to the living room, Yixing catches you. He looks tired, as tired as a vampire can look, really, though he smiles at you. “Good morning.”

“Good morning.” You greet back, brows furrowed in concern. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” He answers, ruffling his already messy hair, looking a little dazed. “Just...you know. Unsure about everything, I guess.”

“Has she answered?”

“Not yet.” His eyes glance around before he sighs. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for you to see me like this. I’m just a little nervous I guess. In both scenarios, I’d be giving something up that I hold dear. It’s a scary thought, even for a vampire like me that lived for so long.”

“Hey,” you put a comforting arm on his shoulder, giving it a squeeze. “I get it. You’re unsure and scared. You took a huge leap, and I’m proud of you. Even though I’ll miss you a lot if you leave.”

He smiles, looking more relaxed. “Oh, I was going to give you something.” He motions for you to follow him into his room, closing the door behind him. He goes to his desk, grabbing a book. “Here, a gift.”

You read the title, Beginner’s Guide to Babies.

“Aw, Yixing.” You hug the book close to your heart, beaming at him. “Thank you. I needed this.”

He grins back, ruffling your hair affectionately. “Just make sure he doesn’t see. Well, at least until you’re ready.”

You hum in response, flipping through the book, excited to begin reading. He shrugs. “Well then, I’m gonna go to bed. Happy reading.”

“Thanks, Yixing.” You squeeze his shoulder again as you begin to leave. “Really.”

“You’re welcome.” He chuckles before his tone drops, becoming more serious. “Be safe.”

You pause at the doorway, feeling your heart squeeze until you can’t breathe, eyes beginning to sting a little. You can’t get yourself to say anything, so you merely turn back and smile before leaving.

Heading down the stairs again with your new book clutched safely against your chest, you hear voices.

It’s not the Pets.

It’s Jongdae. And the woman, Victoria.

You hold your breath, flattening your body against the wall as you carefully, carefully go down the steps. They’re a hallway or two down, near the backdoor, and you strain to listen.

“Jongdae, please.” Victoria says, her voice begging and desperate and tired. “Just this one last time. Hear me out.”

Jongdae is quiet for several moments before he finally sighs, giving in. “...Alright.”

You hear the door open and close.

You frown, unsure what to make of it. You shrug though, since it has nothing to do with you. You simply need to stay out of trouble, off the radar. You can’t afford to do anything reckless, and you shiver. If you had been caught eavesdropping, your life might’ve been over. You never know, in a household of vampires.

One moment they’ll smile at you, and your head will be rolling the next.

You sit down on the couch, getting cozy. You aren’t really hungry yet, and you decide you can eat breakfast a little later. You’re just excited to be reading your book, to learn more about the little life growing inside of you. You want to be a good mom for it, to make up for its dad.

“I’m sorry, baby.” You whisper as you hold your stomach. “Your daddy might not be the best, but I promise I’ll be the best mom. Please don’t hate your dad.”

Despite the thought of Baekhyun being a bad dad, the thought of your baby hating him tears you apart. You want your baby to love him, to love him as much as its little heart can hold because even if it’s not what Baekhyun deserves, it’s what he needs.

You want that for him.

You hear footsteps, and Jongdae’s Pet comes into view. You glance up at her, seeing her looking a little hurried and anxious. She greets you, “Hey Thorn!”

You smile at her. “Hi.”

“Have you seen Jongdae?”

Your mind replays the conversation they had. For some reason you feel a trickle of worry, and you almost tell her that, no, you haven’t seen him. But then again, you have no reason to keep her from him, so you nod. “I think he went out to the backyard a while ago.”

She thanks you, hurrying away. You feel slightly guilty, as if you did the wrong thing, but you shake those feelings away. You simply told the truth, there’s nothing wrong with that.

It’s several minutes later when you see her running back, sobbing so painfully. You can hear Jongdae’s voice calling after her, filled with desperation and guilt.

You push the book up to cover your face as you peek at them, feeling your guilt grow. What happened? Something must’ve happened between Jongdae and Victoria for her to look so brokenhearted.

You’re curious, but you don’t want to get pulled into their affairs.

Hearing the noise, Yixing comes out, confused and worried. He sees her crying, and hurries over to her. Jongdae comes bounding in seconds later, stopping when he sees Yixing holding her.

You look away, feeling like you’re intruding in the scene. You curl yourself into a tight ball, wishing you could disappear from this place, wishing you saw nothing. Yixing carries her up the stairs, to her room, and Jongdae stands there, rigid.

Unable to hold your breath any longer, you exhale before inhaling, the action alone catching Jongdae’s attention. He looks at you with surprise, a little embarrassed. “Uh, hey Thorn. How long have you been here?”

“A while.” You answer, glancing at him and back up the stairs. “...Are you okay?”

He chuckles, a dark, broken sound as he runs a hand through his hair. “Hell no. It feels like everything’s falling apart and I don’t know what to do.”

You smile at him, a pitying and understanding smile. It seems like everything in this house is falling apart, and you hate it. More often than not, you wish to run away, to find a better life.

It’s impossible, of course. It was impossible then and will certainly be impossible now that you’re pregnant.

But you know Jongdae is a good person. You know his heart—if he has one—is true. You know that someone like him can someday find happiness.

So you smile, a little envious.

Baekhyun is gone again.

His disappearances are really starting to worry you. Where could he be, what could he be doing?

The itch of wanting to know is growing more and more intense. You can no longer sleep, not that you could before. It’s becoming worse though, your insomnia, and at this rate it’s going to effect your baby negatively.

But where could he be? Is he safe?

You shake your head, pacing your room in the dark. Of course he’s safe. He’s part of the EXO clan, for heaven’s sake. Still, you can’t simply shake off the uneasy feeling bubbling and boiling in your veins.

You can’t wait anymore. Against every rational thought in your head, every negative and terrifying outcome that will happen if you step out, you do it anyways.

Because you love him.

Admitting it to yourself is scary enough on its own. But you’ve always loved him. The terrifying, unstable vampire that hurt you so much.

You should hate him. Yet you don’t. Can’t.

Because he’s hurting so much worse.

You know this. You might be the only one in the whole universe that knows this. So you can’t leave him outside like this. So you decide to go look for him, no matter how many alarms are blaring in your mind.

You pull on a coat, covering as much skin as you can. If you can limit the amount of skin exposed, you might be able to decrease your scent from the monsters that thrive in the dark.

It’s a futile attempt, but every little thing makes a difference.

You sneak out, hearing chatter and laughter coming from the room down the hall. Some of the vampires like to hang out like this, which is a good thing. They’re distracted, so they might not hear your footsteps, or smell your scent as you leave.

You hurry down the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible.

“Going somewhere?”

You jolt, goosebumps erupting over your skin in surprise and fear. When you turn, you find Sehun leaning against the rail of the staircase, eyes glowing faintly red in the dark.

“I, um,” you wrack your brain for excuses, knowing you’re not allowed to leave the house without a vampire with you.

Sehun smiles, stepping towards you with his arms crossed. “Breaking the rules, hm?”

You take a deep breath, knowing he already figured it out. There’s no use lying to him. “I need to go find Baekhyun.”

He arcs a perfect brow, his eyes glancing at the door and back to your face. “You? Alone?”

“Yes.” You answer, pulling your coat tighter against your body. “I’m worried, Sehun.”

“I’m more worried about you.” He scoffs. “Baekhyun will do fine on his own, but you? It’s a death wish.”

You bite your lip, knowing this already, of course. But what else can you do? What else can you do to bring him back to you?

You feel like crying, feeling so frustrated. Rather than worry, you just want to see him. You want to see him and let him reassure you that everything is going to be okay, even though you know it won’t.

“Alright, don’t cry on me.” Sehun sighs, shaking his head. “I’ll take you to him, okay? Just don’t cry. Baekhyun will gut me if he thinks I made you cry.”

You blink up at him, surprised. “You...Really?”

“Yeah.” He opens the door, motioning for you to go first. “Why the hell not?”

He leads you into town, filled with a dizzying thrum of creatures that have you averting their eyes. You feel cold, terrified, so small in the crowd. You try not to get separated from Sehun, because that would certainly be your worst nightmare at the moment.

“Keep up, keep up.” Sehun snorts. “Don’t wanna end up dead, do you?”

You shake your head frantically, hurrying after him. He leads you to the Red Light District, as you’ve heard some of the others call it. Those who are unlucky—or perhaps lucky enough—end up here. To become Tainted.

You tremble as you enter the area, eyes darting around your surroundings, as if expecting danger at any moment. Your words are a harsh whisper, “Sehun, why are we here?”

“You wanted to find Baekhyun, right?” Sehun asks, his tone slightly mocking. “Well there he is.”

Sounds and sceneries mix into a silent blur around you. Your vision darkens, pulses and your body freezes, heart dropping in surprise, shock, or perhaps disappointment.

Sehun’s right. There he is.

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atinyidea · 4 years

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[ 1 ] UNDER THE RAIN | THREE | O. Sehun

chapter summary — The aftermath of a fight can be messy and painful, but the people around you can change that to make this less messy and less painful. That is until the real ‘threat’ is remembered.

word count — 2.7k

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THREE — Resolutions And Repercussion

SEHUN

In the one month, one week and three days since he had met his you, his lovely mate, there had only been two times he had nearly lost his shit and either shifted in front of you or pulled you into his arms. Both of those time wouldn’t have been very good for either of you, and thankfully he had always been able to control himself and his wolf.

Now is the only time he had the urge to do both. His wolf shifted first.

Inside the bar, when the trio of rogues had entered, he was able to control the urge to pick you up and take you far away, but he had to get you out. For his sanity. When you went over to defend your friend, he felt the conflicting emotions of pride for his mate and the anger towards the rogues. But, when one of them grabbed you by the neck, his vision turned red.

He felt Danbi’s hands curl around his waist. It was a subtle technique the pack had come up with to help weres from shifting. Danbi was human, Junmyeon’s mate, and a wolf would never be able to hurt a pack member’s mate on purpose. It helped focus a were’s mind and clear the vision. It worked nine times out of ten, and it was working now plus, Junmyeon would actually kill him if anything happened to Danbi. He didn’t even remember what he said before his vision had cleared, but his mouth was open, and his fists were clenched.

And then you head-butted the fucker.

And Sehun was once again, filled with a sense of pride. His mate could take care of herself. Then he remembered that she was a human and she was going up against a rogue werewolf. You vaulted yourself over the bar counter, and a second later the rogue was over your shoulder and on the ground.

Sehun felt Danbi’s arms retreat from his waist. Maybe she was getting ready to vacate the bar and find Junmyeon, Sehun didn’t particularly care. He cared about the fact that he could now smell blood. When he looked up, he saw the split of your lip and the way blood dropped from it. Maybe Danbi saw it happen.

Before he knew it, he had charged at the trio, he yanked the guy who slapped you and sent several punches of rage at his face. The doorman, who Sehun heard was called Damon, had managed to push the fight outside, on a back street. Sehun got tackled by a different rogue. Punches and kicks were thrown left and right for however long. It was practically three against eight (nine if Damon was included, but he wasn’t really fighting) and before too much time had passed, two of the three had been detained.

And then you kicked the fucker. And the little shit shifted. And then Sehun shifted.

••:۞:••

Kim Danbi had known about the existence of were’s practically her whole life. Her mother’s sister, Lim Soojin, was a mate and when her mother officially became a doctor Soojin’s mate had become really sick. Her mother became an informed healer, keeping her job at the hospital and learning how to help heal a were. It worked out well, the weres had a safe place where they could heal adequately without being questioned, and in exchange, Soojin didn’t have to keep such a huge secret from her family. When Danbi was little, she went to the hospital with her mother (because she was four and she had to) and wandered into a patient’s room in search for her mother. It was one of the super-closed-off places, and she had watched her mother go in there earlier and just followed her when she had finished her picture. There was a shifted wolf in the room, and so she learned the secret when she was very young. She grew up learning what her mother knew, and when she met Junmyeon, at the age of seventeen, she wanted to learn even more.

It was safe to say, as she worked on her doctorate, she knew how to tend to a head wound. When Sehun shifted, he pounced on the rogue the two of them tumbled down the street and off of you. Danbi made her way too you immediately after, watching Junmyeon shift and go after them from the corner of her eye.

When you went down, your head hit the edge of the sidewalk. When Danbi lifted your head slightly, she could see a small smudge of blood. She may need stitches. Without looking up, Danbi motioned for one of the boys to help her pick you up. Without any protest, both Luhan and Baekhyun had come over and picked you up.

“Be careful of her head.”

“Take her inside, the bar should be empty now.” The doorman spoke up. Honestly, Danbi forgot he was even there. Baekhyun and Luhan nodded in unison, moving back into the bar. Danbi had no idea where Tao and Eunjin had got to, but she was grateful they weren’t there for that mess of a fight. While Tao was an excellent fighter, whenever Eunjin was in proximity to the potential danger, he lost his focus very quickly, things may have gotten even messier.

Back inside the bar, the boys had placed you down on a set of cushioned seats and had pushed the table away. The other girl from the bar had switched the big lights on and laid a first aid box next to you before moving back into Damon’s side. Danbi thanked her with a small smile – Jinyoung, her name tag said – and knelt down on the floor.

She got to work cleaning the back of your head, you would definitely need a shower to get all the blood out, but once the wound was clean, she could tell you wouldn’t need stitches.

“She doesn’t need stitches, thank The Lunar, make sure Sehunnie knows as soon as possible, it’ll calm him down a little,” Danbi commented towards Baekhyun who was headed for the door. He nodded before leaving.

“Is she okay? What happened? Where are those men?” Jinyoung asked in a quiet voice like she was scared to even mutter the words. Danbi was about to answer when Luhan beat her to it.

“She’ll be okay, it’s not a big head wound. Those men won’t be bothering you again for a long time.”

“Where are they?” Damon asked, his deep voice bringing a sense of warmth to the empty bar.

“Two of them ran off when we got distracted. I suspect the third will follow shortly.” Luhan answered, locking eyes with the doorman. They knew he knew about weres, they just didn’t know if Jinyoung had any knowledge. They didn’t want to scare the poor girl more. As if he sensed this, Damon suggested the idea of home to the young girl and even offered to walk her to her apartment himself. Jinyoung nodded, a little hesitant as it was her job to lock up.

“We can take care of it. We’ll just slip the keys back under the door.” Luhan assured, and then the two of them left. They would have to ask about his knowledge at a later date.

A few minutes passed before three men walked through the door. Junmyeon came through first, making his way over to Danbi immediately. Baekhyun and Sehun stumbled in together, Sehun was limping. While he was shirtless, he wasn’t completely naked, donning the pants Baekhyun was wearing earlier while Baekhyun resided in just his boxer shorts. At least they weren’t wholly indecent. Baekhyun set Sehun on the floor close to you and Danbi before running back out the doors – most likely to find and retrieve the torn cloth that was Sehun’s clothes.

He’d have to get a new leather jacket.

“Is she okay?” Was Sehun’s first question.

“She’s fine. Just hit her head a little hard. She didn’t pass out from the injury.” Was Danbi’s reply. She finished wrapping up the wound, setting your head down on the knit cardigan she had taken off earlier, and moved to attend to Sehun. “What happened?”

“The fucker has sharp teeth.” Danbi shot him a look, she was never one for curse words but refrained from saying anything, he didn’t deserve a lecture at this moment in time. As she pulled up the leg of Baekhyun’s sweatpants, Sehun was thankful he decided to be a little lazy in his attire that night. The bite wasn’t the deepest he had ever had, but it did hurt. The rogue had clipped his ankle.

“Nothing’s broken, but there is some swelling. You should be back to usual in a matter of hours. Try to refrain from running anywhere for at least three, please.” Danbi concluded with kind eyes. Sehun nodded and scooted closer to his unconscious mate. Just being in your presence, both calmed his wolf and made him twitchy.

A few minutes of silence passed before Baekhyun was back. “I think I found everything, I ran the block twice just in case.” He stated, walking towards their little group, concern lining his eyes. It was funny just how much the pack seemed to care for you, someone they hadn’t actually met before. Danbi assumed it was because you were their youngest’s mate. While all mates were sacred, the entire pack held a particular concern for their youngest. Danbi didn’t particularly understand the feeling, maybe it was motherly – the thought was always strange to her, considering how much older Sehun actually was than her. But Danbi just assumed it had something to do with their early days as a new pack.

After about ten minutes had passed, a small groan left your lips. Danbi could feel the small smile form on her own lips, her personal concern for you lifting. She really is one tough cookie, she thought, watching as you sat up slowly.

••:۞:••

If you were honest with yourself, you fainted quite quickly. However, to be true to yourself, you only fainted after trying to punch the biggest wolf you’ve ever seen in the face. Then he jumped on top of you, and when you fell, hitting your head on the concrete pavement, you swore the wolf multiplied.

If you were honest, you might have dreamed the whole thing up because when you woke up, you were still inside the bar. You couldn’t have known where you would’ve woken up, but you had assumed it would be on the street floor out in the back. Opening your eyes was easy, adjusting to the lights was a little bit harder as you squinted a little to lessen the glare. Your head hurt like hell, and your hips definitely felt bruised already. Braving the pain, you made yourself sit up slowly. You were on one of the long, cushioned chairs that lined the bar.

When you lifted a hand to touch the back of your head, you felt the texture of a bandage. You definitely didn’t do that. When you hissed when you pressed too much pressure (accidentally, you weren’t really paying attention) you heard a low growl fill your ears. Slowly you turned to your side, finally noticing the group of people you were with, and moved so that you were sitting, facing them with your feet touching the floor.

You felt your eyebrows rise in surprise. The first person you saw and recalled was the girl who came with Sehun – Danbi. She was sat on the floor in the lap of a man, looking at you with a small smile, with an opened first aid kit next to her feet. She must have bandaged my head. You didn’t know if you smiled back at her, but you made a mental note to thank her. Then next person you recognised was right next to you – and shirtless.

Sehun was the closest to you and seemed to glare at your hand as you slowly brought it down from the back of your head. Why is he shirtless? You opened your mouth to ask a question, your nose scrunching up at the slight pain the action caused both your lip and your head.

“What… happened?” You managed to get out, looking down at the bandage that covered Sehun’s ankle. “Are you okay?” His eyes met yours, and you could see the hint of surprise in the dark brown irises. Bit by bit, memory what actually went down came back to you. “Was that actually a big ass wolf?”

You hadn’t expected it, but Sehun actually snorted. And then another dude snorted too. Your attention moved over to him, standing against a table with no pants on. Well.

“I’m sorry, is something funny?” You asked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“Don’t laugh at the poor girl, Sehun, just tell her, we don’t know who the rogues were, but we know that at least one of them caught her scent.” The man Danbi was sitting on spoke up, and their small laughing fit stopped.

“Rogue? Scent? What are you talking about.” You didn’t shout, maybe because you were already piecing it together.

After a second of silence, Sehun turned his body to you, eyes connecting with your own. Again, you saw the green flash in them for a second before it disappeared. “The wolf… was the guy you were fighting.” He spoke clearly. You felt a hand on your knee, but you dismissed it – maybe you wanted to be comforted a little, but you’d never admit it out loud. “He is a werewolf. Like me, and Junmyeon-hyung, Luhan-hyung and Baekhyun-hyung.”

“Werewolves? Like the myths?” You asked slowly.

He nodded. You nodded back.

When you were little, your grandfather used to tell you the myths of The Lunar and their creations of children. The myths of the werefolk were always your favourite myth (Euina’s were the myths of the merfolk), and you had always believed in them a little bit but, the actual proof of it was given, and you had to take a few seconds to adjust.

“Okay.” You murmured, finally.

“Okay?”

“That was easier than expected.”

“Wow, even Eunjin took more convincing.”

You just shrugged. “You said something about a rogue? And my scent? What does that mean?”

It was as if you flipped a switched in them, especially Sehun. His smile slipped from his lips, and his grip tightened slightly on your knee.

“It means you’re not safe back at your apartment,” Danbi said softly, standing to walk over and take a seat next to you. “We don’t know who they were, we’ve never encountered them before. Sehun was just telling us that the guy threatened us with your scent before running away. Do you have anywhere else you could sta-“

“With us. She can stay with us.” Sehun cut her off.

You didn’t really care about where you stayed, you were a little more concerned with the fact that a drunken idiot-werewolf-dick-of-a-dude was now on a quest for your head or something. You didn’t know why he was so pressed, was it because you were close to beating his ass? Did he feel threatened by a girl? All these thoughts ran through your head, you didn’t comprehend the conversation happening around you.

A sudden flash of realisation flooded through you, your eyes widened as you gasped. “Did you say my apartment wasn’t safe?” You asked, receiving several nods. “Euina, my little sister, she’s still there! They won’t go tonight, will they? What if they do and they take her or hurt her or something?” You exclaimed, feeling guilty for only thinking of her now.

“She’ll be fin-“ Sehun started, but you cut him off.

“Fine? No. I’ll go get her, we can stay in a hotel or someth-“

“No, you’re staying with us.”

“I am not leaving her in an unsafe place.”

“Then we can send someone to go get he-“

“You think she’ll go with a stranger willingly? I’m going to get my sist-“

“Not alone you’re not, we’re getting you out of here right now.”

“We can go when I have my sister.” You said slowly, almost glaring at him. The room was silent for a second before he nodded, albeit reluctantly, but he still nodded. The two of you stood.

“We’ll meet you at the house. And don’t shift with that ankle.” Danbi bid you goodbye and the two of you left for your apartment, to get to your sister – and hopefully, before some rogue dickhead did.

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Heartbeats (3)

part one; part two; part three;

After a morning of Netflix and making notes on manuscripts for work, you took a hot shower and started the long process of getting ready - painting your nails, doing a face mask, curling your hair - all while dancing around your apartment to your party playlist. You swore you liked the getting ready more than actually going out.

When you were just finishing your hair, Mel arrived, weighed down with several bags. “I know what you are going to say,” she immediately exclaimed, pushing past you to relieve herself of the weight. “And no, I am not moving in.”

You raised your eyebrows. “You know we’re only getting ready here,” you retorted, peering into her bags while she kicked off her trainers. “Why did you bring half of your wardrobe with you?” you asked, carrying some of the bags into your bedroom.

Mel brought the rest, flopping down on your bed. “It’s not all clothes,” she snapped back. “I brought those fruity ciders you like so much too.”

Your lips stretched into a wide grin and you threw yourself onto the bed on top of her, wrapping your arms around your best friend so the pair of you were rolling around in a giggling mess. “I knew there was a reason I put up with you,” you teased.

“Like you could find someone else to put up with you,” she retorted, wriggling out of your grip to sit up.

You rolled off the bed onto your feet, checking your curls in your free-standing mirror. “Aren’t I supposed to have a soulmate who will put up with me?” you replied with a cheesy grin.

Mel froze in mock-shock. “Maybe I’m your soulmate!” she gasped, meeting your stare.

The pair of you suddenly fell about laughing, Mel collapsing on the bed while you dropped to the floor clutching your stomach. “It would be a lot easier if you were,” you replied, eventually managing to sit up and control your giggles.

“No one said love was supposed to be easy,” she replied, rolling over and rummaging through one of her bags for the cider. “Now get a bottle opener for these so we can start getting ready. You’re not the only one looking for love tonight.”

“Yes ma’am,” you answered with a little salute to your tyrant of a best friend.

All the talk of soulmates had you reaching out for yours using the only connection you had - your second heartbeat. Walking into your small kitchen to retrieve a bottle opener, you paused by the drawer and focused on the steady throb alongside your own.

Recently you had been finding solace in the calming beat, thinking about it more and more. Before you used to be able to push it back and forget about it, but now the heartbeat thundered next to yours, just as loud and strong. You didn’t know what it meant but it definitely meant something.

Maybe it was a sign, that you would meet the owner sooner than you thought.

-x-

“Are you sure this champagne is good enough?” you asked Mel, biting your bottom lip nervously as you followed your best friend into her apartment building. Regardless of your feelings about Sehun, it felt rude to turn up without any sort of present or card - your mother raised you with manners.

However drinks were one of Mel’s specialties and you were clueless.

Mel flipped her black curls over her shoulder and laughed. “I thought you didn’t like him?” she replied, stepping into the lift and immediately checking her reflection in the mirror.

You followed behind her, rubbing your lips together to even out your lipstick. “I don’t have to like him to be polite,” you retorted, running your fingers through your hair to loosen your curls.

“Don’t worry,” Mel told you quickly, leaning to press the button for the eighth floor. “Sehun doesn’t do presents. Apparently he didn’t even tell Chanyeol when his birthday was for two years.”

You laughed lightly, feeling a little bubble of anxiety pop and disappear. “I don’t know if that says more about Sehun or Chanyeol.”

“I know right!” Mel agreed, fixing the lacy sleeves of your dress. “I think I asked what your birthday was within ten minutes of knowing you.”

Rolling your eyes, you glanced up at the numbers climbing and then linked arms with your best friend as you neared the eighth floor. “That’s because you were obsessed with horoscopes and wanted to know if we were compatible.”

“Which we are!” Mel all but screamed as the lift arrived and the doors swooped open. “Our friendship is written in the stars,” she boasted, pulling you out of the lift and around the corner to her apartment.

You could hear Sehun and his friends from the hallway, their booming voices penetrating the walls with deep laughter. Suddenly you were having flashbacks to university, different parties in different rooms every day in your building. With the added rumbling of Chanyeol’s familiar laugh, it felt like you were back in halls, and it settled the fluttering nerves in your stomach.

Mel quickly unlocked her apartment and pulled you inside with her, leaving her heels on so the sound of them clicking against the wooden floors announced your arrival. “You call this a party!” she teased easily, strutting into the living room with you in tow.

Sehun and his friends were all settled on the sofas, beer bottles in hand, all of them looking up at the pair of you with wide eyes. Apart from the birthday boy, Chanyeol was the only one you knew; although the others were familiar. He jumped up immediately with a huge smile reaching his sticking out ears and wrapped both of you in a warm hug. “Now it’s a party!” he cheered, his tall body encompassing you and Mel entirely.

“And they have good taste in champagne!” someone remarked just as enthusiastically as Chanyeol, noting the bottle tucked under your arm with a nod of his puppy-dog face.

Before you could say anything, Mel plucked the champagne out of your grip, leaning over the sofa to pass it to Sehun and give him a full view of her cleavage. “Just a little something from the both of us to say happy birthday,” she explained in what you recognised as her flirty voice.

“Thanks Mel,�� you heard him reply. You refused to look at him, mostly because you feared you’d like what you saw, which would make your internal argument that he was an arrogant asshole a little harder to uphold. Still out of the corner of your eye, you saw him accept the champagne with a smile before Chanyeol yanked it out of his grip.

“I’ll get glasses for this,” he announced loudly. “You guys introduce yourselves!”

“Champagne flutes are in the third cupboard along, behind the gin glasses,” Mel called out after Chanyeol, giving him a brief look before settling on the sofa next to Sehun.

It quickly became awkward for you, hovering behind the sofas with no one to talk to. Thankfully, you were saved from further social discomfort by the guy with the puppy-dog expression. “You can sit here,” he said sweetly, shoving his friend so he could shuffle up the sofa and make room for you. “I’m Baekhyun by the way.”

You sat down on the edge of the sofa and looked down at all of Sehun’s friends smiling at you as they introduced themselves. The guy with light caramel coloured hair was Junmyeon, and the guy with quite possibly the fullest lips you'd ever seen was Jongin, and the guy Baekhyun had shoved hard was Jongdae, who flashed you a dimpled smile and shoved back hard at his friend in retaliation.

“Nice to meet you all,” you replied, nervously tucking a long curl behind your ear. “How do you all know Sehun?” Just the sound of his name on your lips sent a weird jolt through your body - almost as if butterflies had awoken in your stomach.

Junmyeon was the first to answer, snapping you out of your momentary reverie. “I am one of the co-founders of our gaming company, EXO,” he explained, his soft eyes reading your face to make sure you knew what he was talking about.

Politely you nodded along. Although you were not well accustomed to video games, you had done some research on Sehun when you found out Mel would be moving in with him, and you had read about the company he had co-founded. In the gaming universe, EXO were the ones to look out for, taking the industry by storm apparently.

“Baek and I are game designers,” Jongdae added, leaning back in his seat with his beer bottle poised to his lips. “And we knew Chanyeol at university.”

“That’s why your faces are so familiar,” you realised. “Mel and I used to live opposite Chanyeol in halls.”

Just then, said man appeared with the correct champagne flutes in his hands. Judging by the glance he made in Mel’s direction, he was trying to impress her.

“Oh we know,” Baekhyun answered mysteriously, smirking into his beer as he took a final swig. Jongdae behind him was grinning knowingly too. There was definitely something more to spill with those two.

But before you could investigate, Chanyeol cleared his throat and demanded everyone’s attention, the champagne cradled in his grip. “Happy birthday Oh Sehun!” he proclaimed proudly, thumbing the cork out of the bottle until it popped into the air … shattering the ceiling light bulb and showering the floor with glass.

“Fucking hell Chanyeol!” Junmyeon bellowed, stirring everyone into action.

While Sehun and Junmyeon hurried to the kitchen in search of something to clear up the glass; and Mel removed the champagne from Chanyeol’s dangerous hands and started pouring out everyone’s drinks, you jumped up off the sofa to try and be of some help. The others would be of no use, Jongin had apparently recorded the toast on his phone and Baekhyun and Jongdae were watching it back repeatedly. Walking past them, you got down on your hands and knees, being cautious of all the glass around you, and started collecting the larger fragments in your hand.

“Don’t do that!” someone scolded you in a low voice drenched in worry. You flicked your hair out of your face and found your eyes immediately finding Sehun’s, their chocolate darkness pulling you in.

For the longest moment, you blinked at each other completely transfixed: like time had stopped and Sehun was all you could see. He was beautifully handsome - a fact you knew already - but there was a softness to his features you didn't noticed before. The warm amber glow that burned within his dark eyes. The silky texture of his dark hair. The curve of his subtly pouted lips. With each second you found yourself becoming more and more lost in his face.

It was only when someone dropped down between you both that you managed to snap yourself out of the trance. Feeling the blood rush to your cheeks, you placed the shards of glass you had already collected into the dustpan Junmyeon was holding and then got back to your feet, taking the glass of champagne Mel offered.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Sehun watching you with a curious expression that made both your heartbeats leap out of your chest.

-x-

Shoving hard against the wall of sweaty bodies in front of you, you broke through and stumbled out of the club, welcoming the chill of the night air. There were crowds of people lingering out on the street: some smoking, some just in need of some fresh air, much like yourself. In the corner near the back doors to the club, you spotted the familiar faces of Baekhyun and Jongdae and headed in their direction. The alcohol had made your steps a little unsure but you managed to make your way over without falling flat on your face.

“What are you two doing out here?” you asked, watching them share a troublesome glance at each other as you approached. Your hand reached to rest on Baekhyun’s shoulder to steady yourself - the pair of you had sat next to each other in the taxi on the way and you’d becoming fast friends.

“Our friend is a DJ tonight so we came out here to have a chat before his set started,” Baekhyun explained, leaning against you as he swigged his bottle of beer. “Why are you out here?”

You took a deep breath in, letting the fresh night air rejuvenate your body and clear your head. “I started to feel like I was suffocating,” you replied, already feeling the dizzy spell fizzle from existence.

Jongdae shared a cryptic look with Baekhyun, lifting his beer to his lips. “Did Chanyeol’s lovesick puppy act get a bit too much for you too?” he laughed lightly.

A confused frown pulled at your brow. “Chanyeol? Lovesick? What are you talking about?” Your gaze flickered between Baekhyun and Jongdae while your mind raced to understand - something that was quite difficult when your brain was fuzzy with alcohol.

“Are you blind?” Baekhyun exclaimed loudly.

His friend was similarly surprised. “Yeah, it’s blatantly obvious,” Jongdae added.

“Oh just spit it out!” you snapped, your head starting to feel dizzy again.

Baekhyun laughed lightly, much to your annoyance. “Chanyeol has the biggest crush on Mel. Always has, ever since first year at university,” he explained with a smirk. “How have you not noticed? He’s like a bumbling idiot around her.”

“I just thought that was his personality!” you cried, your mind reeling with information. You tried to search your memory for any sign that what Baekhyun was saying was true, but as far as you could remember, Chanyeol had always been just a little clumsy and awkward. Then again, whenever you saw him, you were usually with Mel. “Why hasn’t he told her?” you voiced out loud.

“Because he’s terrified of rejection and hopes she’ll realise it on her own,” Jongdae replied, finishing his beer with a final swig before placing the empty bottle on a nearby table. “That’s why he practically begged Sehun to let her move in with him so he’d see her more often, since he’s usually always at Sehun’s apartment anyway.”

Thinking about Mel’s infatuation with her roommate, a dry laugh escaped your lips. “Well that plan sure backfired,” you muttered under your breath. You looked up and saw Baekhyun and Jongdae staring at you with curious looks on their faces. “He needs to tell her, and sooner rather than later otherwise Chanyeol will be stuck in the friendzone forever,” you told them both. Hopefully they’d pass the message on to their giant friend.

“Come on, we better get inside before Yixing’s set starts,” Baekhyun mused to Jongdae, before looking at you. “ You coming with us?” he asked.

You shook your head, still needing a moment to process everything in your head. “My head’s still feeling a little dizzy. I’ll meet you both inside in a minute,” you replied, waving them back into the club.

Leaning against the hard brick wall of the club, you closed your eyes and ran your fingers through your curls. Mel’s love life was quickly becoming a TV drama: what with her unrequited love for Sehun and now Chanyeol’s unrequited love for her. How could she be so oblivious to what was staring her in the face? Then again, you never saw Chanyeol’s feelings coming either.

What did you do now? Tell Mel yourself? Talk to Chanyeol? Let fate decide? Your second heartbeat suddenly caught your attention, beating faster than your own but still in perfect rhythm. You couldn’t help but think this whole situation would be a lot easier if Mel had a soulmate somewhere like you.

You quickly snapped out of your thoughts as the stench of beer overwhelmed you. Your eyes flashed open, taking in the huge man towering over you, clearly heavily drunk from the way he swayed from side to side on the spot. “You shouldn’t be out here all by yourself,” he slurred in a low voice, stumbling closer.

“Just getting a bit of fresh air,” you replied as cheerfully as possible, not wanting your voice to give away how uncomfortable you really felt. “I’m actually going to head back inside now. My friends are probably looking for me.” You tried to slide along the wall to get away but the man tipped forward and his arms shot out, blocking the way for you.

“Don’t go. We’re just getting to know each other,” he told you forcefully, each word slurring into the next. His drunken body drew closer, pinning you against the wall with nowhere to go as the smell of sweat and cheap aftershave choked you. “You’re looking really pretty tonight,” he muttered, his breath disgustingly chot on your skin and leaving goosebumps in its wake.

Suffocating under his weight, you shoved hard against his chest with your hands. “I really should be getting back to my friends,” you cried, using all your strength to push the stranger away. “Please get off me!”

But he was so drunk, he was practically deadweight: impossible to shift as his large hands tried to grope at your struggling body.

“Get the fuck off her!” someone shouted in a familiar voice, before the heavy weight disappeared and the man was sent tumbling backwards unsteadily. Sehun stood beside you, dark eyes seething as they fixed on the drunk man. “Maybe it’s time for you to go home,” he added venomously. “Before I call security or the police.”

The man quickly turned red with anger, his drooping eyes flickering between you and Sehun, the latter stepping in front of you protectively. “We weren’t doing anything that she didn’t like,” he muttered overconfident with beer. “Why don’t you just fuck off and leave us alone?”

“Definitely not happening!” Sehun retorted sharply.

All of a sudden, the man launched himself at Sehun, fists swinging wildly as he tried to land a punch. However Sehun quickly stepped out of his way, dragging you along with him with a tight grip on the lace of your dress. Too drunk to react in time, the stranger’s fist slammed straight into the wall and he let out an almighty shout. No sooner had he screamed did two bulky security guards grab the howling man and cart him off somewhere so he could calm down.

Once the danger was gone, Sehun turned his attention to you. All the rage had dissipated from his eyes, filled instead with worry and warmth that softened their darkness. “Are you ok? Did he hurt you?” he asked frantically, looking up and down your body for any visible signs of hurt.

You tried to speak but the shock of what had just happened, of what could of happened had Sehun not shown up, choked any words trying to come out. Instead you just crumbled to the floor, legs too weak to hold you up as your eyes filled with tears and little whimpers broke out of your chest.

Sehun was quick to comfort you, crouching down in front of you. “Don’t cry. You’re safe now,” he murmured softly, his low voice like honey to your ears. “Security won’t let him anywhere near the club, let alone you.” he reassured.

You sniffed back the tears and wiped your eyes, trying to pull yourself together. Both your heartbeats were thundering loud inside your chest: but as your soulmate’s started to slow, you found yours trying to match the rhythm. “Thank you Sehun,” you whispered, barely audible over the thumping bass emanating from the club. Already you were feeling a lot calmer.

“Do you need help getting up?” he asked, offering you a warm smile and an outstretched hand.

Checking you still had your bag, you wiped the last of your tears off your cheeks and made to get up. Your hand folded around Sehun’s and the strangest sensation washed over your entire body, as if something had been missing inside you for so long and it had finally returned. Your eyes met Sehun’s and the same bewildered expression was painted on his face.

And then it hit you - your second heartbeat was gone.

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thinkyoureholy · 5 years

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Sweet Lies [4]

Pairing : Byun Baekhyun / [Fem] Reader

Genre : Angst, Violence, Fluff, Smut, Mafia! AU

Words : 2.4k

Pt 1. Pt 2. Pt 3. Pt 4. Pt 5. Pt 6. Pt 7. Pt 8. Pt 9.

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-Y/N’s P.O.V-

I sighed heavily, removing my gloves as I rummaged through my locker and pulled out an extra pair of scrubs. All this blood was beginning to make me feel nauseous. Today was just...so much more chaotic than usual. We got dozens of people coming in at the same time, a really bad car accident with a bus involved being the cause. I had just finished treating the last patient a few minutes ago, not even noticing that my shift had ended three hours ago. Just as I was about to put on my new pair of scrubs I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“Go home, Y/N. We’ll take it from here.” Lena said, taking the scrubs from my hands and putting it back into my locker.

“But-”

“No buts. Go on out with you.” She said, handing me my regular clothes before leaving.

I sighed heavily, looking down at the clothes in my hand before changing into them. I hated leaving when things were this hectic. I didn't care about being paid for the time I went over my regular hours but the hospital was strict on that kind of thing, I guess they didn't want any problems. I got into nursing to help people, the money was never really that important to me. I've lived without it for most of my life, suddenly getting a lump some of money wouldn't change anything.

I couldn't help but scoff at my last thought, thinking back to all the money Jongin would send over while I was away. I hated having to use that money, knowing exactly how he would get it. That money went solely to my tuition and other school supplies, other than that I wouldn't touch it. Sehun always told me to go out and buy whatever I needed but I refused every time. Instead I got myself a part time job, using that money for everything else I needed.

Slinging my bag over my shoulders I slammed my locker closed. Every time I thought of Jongin I couldn't help but feel this immense anger course through my body. Sure I owed him my life but after he saved my life he made me into his hostage and refused to let me leave until I took a life. If it wasn't for Sehun I would've still been in that damned place. I smiled to myself as I walked out of the hospital, thinking about the time we spent in France. Sehun really was like a brother I never had.

“Y/N…”

I looked up at the sound of my name, my eyes widening and mouth dropping open at the sight. Sehun was sitting on the ground by my car, his back leaning against it as a pool of blood began to form around him. The blood on the floor wasn't very much which told me he hadn't been there for long but how much had he lost on the way here? Without another thought I ran to him, pulling my jacket off and using it to put pressure on the wound in his stomach.

“W-Wait here I-I'll go get some help.” I said before going to get up.

Before I could I felt his hand close around my wrist, stopping me, “No. I-I'm fine.”

“No you're not! Just look at how beat up you are!” I exclaimed but didn't move to get up.

He let out a chuckle, a hint of a smile playing at his lips, “I'll live.”

“Dammit Sehun how did this happen?” I asked as I rummaged through my bag, pulling out the first aid kit I carried with me in case of emergencies.

“I came by...to surprise you. Didn't think I'd get ambushed out in the open like this.”

I froze at his words, only own person coming to mind, “BouXian. It was him wasn't is?”

“The bastard must've caught on,” He said, wincing as I peeled back his shirt to reveal the stab wound in his stomach, “My encryption is still in place so that means he must've recovered the footage from the hallway.”

“Then that means…” I said, the fear already beginning to course through my body.

I was snapped out of my fear driven stupor by his hand enclosing around my wrist once more, “Don't worry...I've called Jongin already. He and the others are investigating. I promised you back in France that I'd protect you and I plan to keep that promise.”

I said nothing as I stared at his chest, my mind already beginning to think the worst. He words had no effect on me. If BouXian managed to obtain the footage of us out in the hallway leaving Jieun's office then-

“Hey. You'll be fine. Jongin won't let him get close to you...and neither will I.” He said, cutting off my thoughts as he brought a hand up and placed it on my shoulder.

I stared into his eyes for a second, seeing the determination in them. Without a word I nodded slowly, those thoughts now moving to the back of my mind.

“Let's--Let's get you out of here, huh? Your wound looks pretty deep but it doesn't look like the knife hit anything major. I won't be able to stitch you up out here. Can you walk?”

He let out a strained yeah as he tried getting up but failed. I frowned before slinging his arm over my shoulders and helping him get up. My frown deepened when I notices his wound started bleeding more profusely. ‘I have to hurry,’ I thought to myself as I helped him into my car.

……

“Ow!”

I rolled my eyes, slapping his chest as he tried to get up, “Oh suck it up you big baby.”

“Remind me to never come to you with an injury ever again,” He grumbled out, bringing his arm up to cover his face, “Can't you at least give me something for the pain?”

“No.” I said sternly, hearing him sigh heavily.

I stayed quiet the rest of the time, concentrating on stitching him back up. I could feel his eyes on me but I refused to look at him. What he said on the car ride over to my apartment really rubbed me the wrong way.

“If anything happens to me and you can't get to Jongin I want you to run.”

Idiot. What the hell would happen to him? The dumbass has escaped death more times than I can count on my fingers. If he dies I'll be sure to bring him back from the dead and kill him myself. I clenched my jaw the longer I thought about it, finishing up with his wound as I motioned for him to sit up. I wrapped a bandage around him, making sure to tighten it up just a little so he'd feel it. He audibly hissed, a smirk making its way onto my face.

“Ah...maybe I was wrong about you. You would've fit right in with Jongin and the others...seeing as how damn evil and petty you are.”

I glared over at him, sitting back in my chair as I removed my gloves and threw them over at him. He grinned, easily catching them as he sat up straighter, criss crossing his legs. I'll never understand how he manages to keep that smile on his face with the things he's done. I know he's no better than Jongin in that aspect. But if you were to tell me he's done what Jongin has done, maybe even worse, I wouldn't believe a word of it had I not known the truth. I've tried countless times to talk him into leaving all of this behind but he refused to listen. I finally stopped trying when he told me he only stayed because he couldn't abandon his brothers.

“What's got you thinking so hard? Be careful or you'll blow a fuse.” He said, fanning the non-existent smoke coming out of my head.

I narrowed my eyes, slapping his hand away from me, “I'm really starting to think I should've left you to bleed out on the streets.”

He frowned at my words, “Ouch. You know after you broke out of your little shell you've had quite a mouth on you. I've noticed you're only like this with me too. You were always sunshine and rainbows when talking to Junmyeon or Chanyeol.”

“That's because they aren't annoying.” I said in a bored tone, trying to keep the smile off my face.

He audibly gasped, placing a hand over his heart dramatically, “I am offended!”

“And how do you think I feel having to look at your ugly mug? My eyes are offended having to look at you.” I said, failing to keep the grin from spreading across my face.

“Yeah I should've left you in that house to rot.” He said in a monotone voice, his eyes glaring into mine.

I smirked, ready to go at him again but I was cut off by the sound of my phone ringing. I could tell exactly who it was without even having to look at it, a smile playing at my lips as I answered the call. Before I could even get a word out he beat me to it.

“I'm guessing you forgot about it?” He said.

I was confused for a moment before it came back to me. I had forgotten all about our date. I was supposed to meet up with him at his place a few hours after work but I was too preoccupied with Sehun to remember, much less both to call him to tell him I wasn't going to be able to make it.

“I'm so sorry. I-I completely forgot…” I said, groaning out as I combed my fingers through my hair.

He chuckled softly, his laugh warming my heart, “Busy day at work?”

“Yeah...there was a huge accident and we got so many patients come in at the same time and-”

“Y/N...Y/N it's okay. Don't worry about it. As long as you're home safe that's all that matters. I was beginning to worry since you didn't even call…”

“I'm sorry.”

“I said it's fine, love. Stop worrying about it. How about you make it up to me with another date next week huh?” He asked, his voice sweet.

I couldn't help but blush at hearing him call me love, “Y-Yeah next week works just fine.” I said, my eyes drifting over to Sehun who was looking over at me curiously, “Actually do you mind if I bring someone? I've been wanting you to meet him for awhile now…”

“The more the merrier. Bring whomever you'd like, love. As long as I get to see you you that is.”

I looked down at my lap at his words, trying to bit back a smile, “Okay...I'll see you next week.”

“Bye for now, love. Think of me when you sleep.” He said before hanging up.

“Okay spill who's got you smiling like a fool?” Sehun asked, the sound of his voice ruining the moment.

I frowned, looking over at him with a blank look in my eyes, “I'm starting to regret asking him if it's alright to bring you along.”

Again, like before, he gasped dramatically, “You're letting me meet him? What an honor!”

I face palmed at his behavior, the corners of my lips curling upward, “Don't be weird about it, yeah?”

“I can't believe my baby is all grown up,” He said, wiping away at a non-existent tear, “She even has a boyfriend! Oh happy day!”

I said nothing as I got up and headed over to my room, “You know where everything is so get up and get it yourself. Don't make to much of a mess,” I said, talking about the extra pillows and blankets I had in the closet in the hallway.

“Wait you gotta tell me about this new boy toy of yours!”

That was the last I heard before I slammed the door of my room shut.

-Sehun's P.O.V-

I waved over at her enthusiastically, smiling softly at seeing her roll her eyes but wave back at me nonetheless. When I said she broke out of her shell I meant it. The Y/N now and the Y/N from all those years ago where two different people. The Y/N now is strong, resilient, and has a good head on her shoulders. Her will to live the best life she could stronger than it was when I first met her. She could even take care of herself now but I refused to let her fend for herself. She was truly a sister and a best friend all in one. The bond I had with her was different than the bond I had with the guys.

“Am I early or is your guy just late?” I asked, pulling out the chair across from her before taking a seat.

“Nah you're on time. He just texted me to tell me he's running a few minutes late. He should be here soon.” She said, sliding over a drink.

I didn't question it as I took a sip, starting up a conversation with her. Everything was going smoothly until I noticed someone coming down the street. My eyes darkened as they met his, my hands clenched into fists. I felt my blood begin to boil at seeing the smirk that appeared on his face. He better not try anything today. There's too many people around and mostly important Y/N's here. I wouldn't want to put her through that. Just as I thought he was going to keep walking I was left speechless at hearing Y/N's name fall from his lips. My jaw dropped at seeing Y/N get up, raising her arms to give him a hug but Baekhyun went in for a kiss instead, surprising her. Once he pulled away he smiled smugly over at me, a hand placed securely on Y/N's waist. I knew just by the look in his eyes he knew everything, or just enough to know Y/N was involved with what happened to Jieun.

“Sehun this is Baekhyun, Baekhyun this is Sehun. The one I was in France with.”

His smirk seemed to widen, that dark look in his eyes never wavering. I couldn't shake the feeling that he had something up his sleeve but whatever it was I was determined to find out and stop him. He chose the wrong person to go after.

I rose from my seat slowly, reaching out to grasp his extended hand, “It's… a pleasure to meet you.”

“Oh trust me, the pleasure's all mine.” He said with a wicked grin spreading across his face.

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lufancy · 6 years

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Service II (M)

pt 1

Summary: Issa smut with no plot - again, and B is a bit of a hoe, again. Genre: smut A/N: Not a smut writer (disclaimer). I lied guys. I said no pt2, and then you people got me thinking what the hell could I do to follow the 1st one up. And this came to life. Idk. Not edited - yet. Yeah this is r18+ stuff.

If it wouldn’t have been for that damned NDA Elyxion made you sign you would have blabbed your mouth to everyone within a 10-mile radius. Containing your excitement over the night you spent with EXO’s Byun Baekhyun was torture. You felt like you could burst anytime but then you reminded yourself you’d face legal violation of the contract. And you remember seeing what would happen if you’d break the NDA. Let’s just say you don’t have that kind of money.

It didn’t help that Baekhyun’s face was literally everywhere. His face on TV screens everywhere in Korea, his voice booming through the speakers in shops, and his posters plastered everywhere.

You can’t look at him. Can’t hear his voice. Don’t want to see him. Because all of it reminds you of his lips as he put them against you, those eyes that could freeze you in your spot, his voice as he groaned while fucking you deep inside-

“Are you sick?” Your colleague sitting opposite of you was watching you. Shit. Did you say anything allowed?

You try so hard not to eye-roll. “Nope. Fine.”

“You look a little hot. Are you having a fever or something?” You blinked and touched your cheeks to see if they were indeed hot. Stupid Byun Baekhyun. Stupid NDA. Stupid Elyxion. You were losing your mind. “Maybe you should ask to go home.”

Maybe you should stop bothering me. She has been after your job and you know it. “Maybe,” you ignore her for the rest of the day and went on with your paperwork.

Elyxion was a company of torture. You were sure of it. Who does that? Invite you to have sex with a celebrity, something everyone would say yes to right? And then have you act like it never happened. They’re cunning, you think. You can’t even reach out to said celebrity. He is unattainable and if millions of fans can’t even get in touch with him, how in the hell are you ever going to contact him? What would you even say?

Hello! This is the girl sent by Elyxion so you could fuck her. I had a good time! Want to grab coffee sometime?

That sounds ridiculous. Absolutely absurd and slightly psychotic. Maybe, just maybe, you were psychotic. You felt like a psycho. Obsessing over someone who could probably get a girl inside his bed with the snap of his fingers. You’d rather not think about him like that. But then again. How much do you know about him? Well, you have seen him naked and you know he is very good at-

Nope. Not the moment to act like a pervert.

But maybe... it wasn’t a bad idea to try to reach out to him. How big is the chance he’ll even read it? You open Instagram and immediately land on the trending page. Where yup you see his face. You curse and immediately swipe away and tick his name in. Then you start typing to him in DM’s.

Hey! This is the girl from...

You quickly delete the message... you can’t write that! Instead, you hope that by sending him one word will be enough.

Elyxion

Okay. This should do it, right? No one ever knows which celebrities use Elyxion’s services.

After work, you carry your tired form to the nearest pub. You check your DM’s and open the one to Baekhyun. Nothing. He hasn’t even seen it and it’s already some hours ago. This was a dumb idea.

You order yourself a drink. Your mind drifts to the night you spent with Baekhyun and wonder about the drink he gave you. Its obviously impossible to ask him what that was but you can’t help but wonder.

The bartender slides you a drink and you look up to see him smile. Your heart skips a beat. “I... didn’t order this?” And you hold up your current drink, showing him you were still drinking.

“A gentleman ordered this for you.”

“What gentleman?”

“He left.” Baekhyun maybe? Elyxion? You shake the thought. It could actually be some creep. But why would he buy you a drink and leave?

“Did he say anything before he left?”

“Nope.” The bartender leaves to help another customer.

You stare at the glass. It looks exactly like whatever Baekhyun had given you that night. And when you take a sip...

It’s that drink again. Thick. Bitter-ish and that full flavor.

You look around but there is no one who could even remotely look like Baekhyun. You drown your own drink first, and then the one that this mystery person gave you. You twirl the ice inside the glass and it clinks against the glass like you remember so vividly from that night. You watch the ice move...

And that is when you see it.

On the bottom of the glass, you see a black hexagon with a drawing of a tree inside of it. That familiar Elyxion logo you found on the invitation. What the...

You look around once more and there is still no one who could even look like the handsome celebrity you are looking for. So you go outside - and god is it cold outside the wind feels almost like a storm. Scan the street for someone who could be Baekhyun. But once again. No one. Is this a game Elyxion is playing on you?

Maybe it’s you. Maybe you just suck at finding him because mind you, you practically threw two drinks back on a half-empty stomach.

Your back hits the wall of the pub you were just in. You wrap your coat tighter around you and think to yourself it might be better to give up. Maybe you should just accept the fact that Elyxion and Baekhyun are going to hunt you forever. You let out a breath and watch fumes dance up to the sky.

The last thing you can come up with is that there is another self-driving fancy car waiting here for you. But even that isn’t here. What now? While scanning for the cars you start to notice something on a black hummer right in front of you.

Someone drew a tree on the fogged window. The Elyxion logo? Its nothing as artistic as the Elyxion logo but who in the world would draw a tree instead of something like a penis to be funny? You walk closer to the car and the door suddenly cracks opens. You open it enough to look inside and there he is...

The same Byun Baekhyun who you see on TV, on posters and what not. The same Byun Baekhyun who was wearing silk robes and fucked you so badly you can’t get him out of your head.

“Hi.” He looks up. Baekhyun is wearing a blue cap and a black hoodie that says Privé. You are just as baffled as the first time you saw him.

You can’t even reply.

He looks a little giddy but happy. “So... please get in.” He smiles. And you do.

You really don’t know what to say.

Luckily, Baekhyun does the talking. “It took me a little while to find you but errr... I wanted to say I’m not exactly the ‘I’m gone the next morning - bye’ kind of guy.”

You finally look at him. “Is that all you wanted to say?”

He looks nervous. Byun Baekhyun! Nervous! The guy who was so smooth and looked like he had his shit together was nervous. What a sight. Then again this is slightly awkward. “No.” He says firmly. “I was wondering... if you’d be in for a second round?”

Yes! Are you kidding me?! A million times yes! God! “Yeah.. yeah I’d be up for that.”

“Good,” the side of his mouth curls and he starts the engine. The drive is short and he pulls up in some, once again, impressive mansion-villa-palace-ish place.

He doesn’t get out when he turns the engine off. “First, I gotta make sure that you understand what this means. What we’re about to do is against Elyxion’s policy and we could face some trouble going against their rules.” You nodded along with every word. “Are you sure you still want to continue?” You nod once last time. And he looks pleased. “My girl.”

He leads you inside and your hands are itching. You want to touch him. Kiss him. Have him. But he takes it slow. Asking you if you want something to drink - yes you do because you’re so nervous - takes your coat. Sits you down. Chats to you a bit as if you were just a friend.

His house is beautiful. Well, you think it's his house. It is huge and there is a big picture of him and his members across the hall. You wonder if they live here too...

He hands you your drink and this time it is not the same. This is a fruity wine. Perfect for dessert. He leads you upstairs, where you get an answer to your question. Two tall guys you recognize as Sehun and Kai are standing in the doorway to someone’s room. They don’t look very happy.

“You’re a fucking idiot.” Sehun curses and you quickly go from uncomfortable but okay toI’m-not-sure-if-I-should-be-here. Kai has his arms folded and there is a big frown on his face. Both guys ease up when they notice you and Baekhyun. “Hyung!”

“Hey, kids.” You internally laugh. You know Baekhyun is older because Kai and Sehun are often called Korea’s golden Maknae’s, but both men are a head taller than Baekhyun and look overall more mature. You are totally keeping that to yourself though.

“Tell Jongin he is an idiot. He is going to jeopardize this whole thing for us if he keeps you know up.” You’re pretty sure he called whatever you know is, you know because of you.

Jongin rolls his eyes. “Tell Sehun he should mind his own damn business.”

“Kids,” Baekhyun coughs. “I’m a little... preoccupied?” He motions to you with his head. Then leads you away from the quarreling two. “Sorry about that.” He grins and you shake your head.

“It's okay. They seem nice.” You’re honestly joking. They look intimidating.

“Yeah? Maybe you can ask them to join.” He’s joking - you hope.

His room is very different from the place you met him. That place felt like you landed in Castille de Versailles like a fantasy. His room is modern. Minimalistic. Yet very... Baekhyun.

Baekhyun owns a piano... in his room and it is the most eye-catching thing in the room. Right after comes the various posters he has framed and sitting against the wall. “Do you play?”

You shake your head. But walk toward it anyway. “The only thing I can play is the first ten seconds of Linkin Park’s In The End.” This doesn’t seem to ring a bell for him.

“Can I play you something?” He puts his whiskey and your wine on the piano.

“Yes, of course.”

You watch his fingers dance on the keys. It’s a feel-good mellow song. This is great, you can admire his face without looking like a total creep. But then he starts singing. “Tonight, looking at the moon...”

Every breath is knocked out of you. He looks immersed into his own song and it is admirable to watch someone so passionate play. “Good?” He grins boyishly.

“Amazing...”

He hums, “Not the only thing I’m good at.”

“Show me what else you’re good at.” He raises his eyebrows playfully as to say ‘well, well, well aren’t you naughty?’

He removes his hoodie over his head, and you’re slightly disappointed when there is a white shirt underneath. You’re not sure what he is doing until he wraps the hoodie around you and pulls you closer by tugging the sleeves.

His eyes run over your face, and you blink. The tension he is creating is too thick. When he finally puts his lips on yours, you might as well stop breathing. Your body turns hot when he gently slips his tongue into your mouth.

God is probably rooting for you because you’re making out with Byun Baekhyun. Again!

The kiss is outrageously dirty, it’s wetter than the first time you made out with him. It’s longer, there is more movement and he is definitely more handsy. His hand is on yours and pulls it to put it on his hard-on. He is still clothed but thinking about it… just…

You try to be bold, and use your thumb to put pressure. Baekhyun hisses and breaks the kiss momentarily to catch his breath, then continues kissing you on the lips.

Then you do it again, but this time with your entire hand and you can feel him shake in anticipation. Your other hand sneaks up under his shirt. You try to get a reaction out of him again, but this time there is no big reaction. So you break away from the kiss and use both hands to remove his shirt. Then, you remove yours. This time it's him who lies down on the stool and you manage to slip his jeans all the way to his knees. He is looking at you with anticipation and he slides his own boxers out, watching your eyes watching him. His member springs free.

“Will you help me out here?” He asks slyly and you nod. You lean over and wrap one hand around his member like he grabs one fistful of your hair. You start at his tip. Pecking it teasingly with your lips and you can tell how much it affects him by the way he hisses. Your mouth is slightly dirty with his precum and you lick it up. “Fuck that’s hot.”

Your confidence shoots through the roof as the Byun Baekhyun says he thinks what you’re doing is hot. Your hand starts pumping him up and down while your other is rubbing his leg. Then you take his tip into your mouth, giving it some pressure by sucking on it. Then slowly continue to take more into your mouth. He hisses and praises you. When you’re at the point of taking all of him in you think he might cum by the way he is pulling your head up and down and chanting your name.

That is... until there is a loud knock on the door.

A/N: Wasnt feeling sexy, definitely came thru.

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i-live-in-the-kpop-black-hole · 3 years

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NSFW

Exo ot9 favourite punishments to receive

So, yet another one that is definatly NSFW so once again, there will be no Chen and those under 18 should not read. Enjoy!

Xiumin:

Overall, Xiumin isn’t a huge fan of punishments, particularly any that involve humiliation. He does, however, love to be tied up and overstimulated with your hands or mouth when he’s in a subby mood. Do not try this if he’s feeling at all dominant though because it’s not going to turn out well for you.

Suho:

Suho loves it when you blind fold him so he can’t see what’s happening, tie his arms to the bed post so he can’t touch, and then he’ll wait in anticipation for whatever stimulation you want to give him. Tease him as much as you like, edge him, because he loves it!

Lay:

The form of punishment he likes is when you strip him, sit him in a chair in the corner, and then stand there, fully clothed ass you make him explain why he’s in trouble. He enjoys the vulnerability he feels with you being fully clothed, throwing insults at him as he sits there fully exposed and getting noticibly hard. The humiliation of the whole thing is what really gets him going.

Baekhyun:

This boy is the one who likes to be spanked. He will purposely do things during the day to piss you off, knowing what will happen when you get him home. As soon as you walk in you pull him to the bedroom, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them and his underwear to his knees. You sit on the bed and tell him to lay over you lap, which he does immediately and excitedly. You spank him again and again, making him count with every slap of your hand on his ass cheek. He’ll purposefully lose count so that you start again. By the time you’ve finished, the skin of his butt is bright red and he has cum against the bedsheets from the punishment alone. (And I got carried away, sorry)

Chanyeol:

Chanyeol’s favourite form of punishment is when you force him to wear a butt plug all day. When he upset you the day before, he would be expecting you to take it out on him that night, but you didn’t, waiting to punish him until the next day. In the morning, once he was dressed, you called Chan into the bedroom telling him to pull down his pants, lean over the edge of the bed, and spread his legs. He followed all of your instructions immediately, knowing what was coming. You carefully fingered him open and inserted the lubed up buttplug into his ass, pulled up his underwear and pants before kissing his cheek and telling him he wasn’t allowed to take it out until you got home. Walking around all day with his hole stretched, knowing his little secret while being around so many people made him so hard, and he was super excited when you finally got home. (And another long one. Sorry guys)

Kyungsoo:

Soo loves it when you punish him by using his body to get yourself off while not allowing him his release. Get him to finger you or ride his face. He’s the other member who is slightly more dominant and him being able to get you off, and you wanting him to, actually plays into that dominant part of him. Yes, not letting him cum is a punishment, but he loves getting you off more than anything so he really enjoys this. Just don’t do this to him for too many days in a row or he’s gonna have some major blue balls from being so turned on.

Kai:

Jongin can be majorly submissive and loves when you take full control of him. This is how he found out that he has an omorashi kink, so he loves it when you punish him by making him hold his bladder. When he pisses you off in the morning before he goes to work, you decide he needs to be punished and tell him that he’s not allowed to use the bathroom until you get home to him that night. Being such a good boy, he follows your demand and doesn’t go all day, feeling the pressure build up and up, becoming so painful. By the time you get home, he is lying on the couch, curled up with his hands between his legs as he waits for you to allow him to use the washroom. As soon as you see his pained expression and help him to the bathroom, he’ll let go and feel the absolute pleasure of finally being allowed to release himself, which made all the pain from the day fade away. You praising him for following your instructions also helped. (They always get longer as I go down the list.)

Sehun:

Sehun loves to have your attention fully on him, even when it’s because you are making him do something humiliating and indecent. Therefore, his favourite punishment is when you have him take off all his cloths, finger himself open, and then fuck himself on a dildo that you place on the wooden chair in your bedroom. He loves the look in your eyes as you sit, fully dressed on the bed, and tell him explicit instructions. How you want him to move, where you want him to touch himself, and how loud you want him to be. He’ll be cumming in no time, which will just give you more material to embarrass him with.

Wow, I really got carried away again. I hope y’all enjoyed it! Please feel free to leave a comment or request.

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oohfluffy · 5 years

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LMN Ch.22 | OSH

Group: EXO

Member: Oh Sehun

Theme: Angst | Fluff | Writer!AU | Neighbor!AU

Word Count: 3,020

✎ Chapter 22: Close To You ✎

You've stayed up all night, finishing the reviewing of your book and editing errors, refilling your cup of coffee for three times.You kept on glancing at your window every second, making you really annoyed at distracted self.

"Focus, come on." You mumbled as you typed on your keyboard, squinting your eyes at the screen.

You're finally at the ending of the story, slightly curling up your lips into a smile as you read it.

"Chanyeol won't be complaining this time." You chuckled at yourself as you entered the email of the company and sent the file. You leaned your back at your swivel chair, sighing in relief as you felt the softness of the pillow behind you. "I'm finally done with my last book."

You slightly glanced at your window again, seeing the other's blinds down. You tilted your head in curiosity.

"Is he asleep already? That's new." You mumbled as your fingers reached for your third cup of coffee and took a sip of the warm liquid. You hummed in satisfaction as you felt your nerves relax, your glasses slightly fogging up because of the hot vapor.

You put down your cup and took off your glasses, your vision slightly getting blurred. You watched as the loading sign ends and your file was sent successfully.

"Yes." You whispered with a smile before closing your laptop and stretching your arms. "I can go out with Dasom tomorrow."

You grabbed your phone and texted your best friend.

2:54 am

To: Dasom

Let's hang-out tomorrow at 1 in the afternoon? I'm done with my work.

You grinned as you put down your phone and—

You almost jumped when your phone rang. You silently laughed as you saw your best friend's number, picking it up.

"Yes?"

"Thank goodness! We'll hang-out all day, my friend! Shopping, watching, everything! You'll finally be freed from your work!"

Dasom's voice was slightly hoarse, probably she just woke up because of your message.

"Okay, okay. You can sleep now, you sound horrible." You laughed as you heard her whine on the other line.

"See you tomorrow then!"

You hung up and stared at your phone. You feel excited and happy that you'll be going out, not just to the convenience store where Chanyeol works nor the events you've been attending before. It feels so refreshing and—

*tok

You sat up straight as your eyes widened, alert and aware of your surroundings all of a sudden.

I'm sure Sehun's asleep now. Chanyeol, Chanhee and my parents too...

You silently prayed in your mind as you closed your eyes nervously.

*tok

You peeked at your phone to check the time and almost squealed when you saw what time it was.

Oh my god. It's 3 am!

You quickly stood up from your seat and ran to your bed, curling up as you pulled your blanket over you. You even forgot to turn off the lights and to lock your window. You just closed your eyes, hands clasping around your phone and silence took over your room.

Why do I feel like I'm in a horror movie? Why?!

You tried sleeping under the blanket but you're having a hard time to breathe and you need to lock the window—

Your eyes shut open as you heard something click. You blinked your eyes and saw that the color behind your blankets turned darker.

Was it the light switch? Holy shit. I didn't turn it off, who would—

Your eyes widened as you felt the side of your bed moved, a part of it dipping as if someone sat on it or something.

A thief?! A rapist?! What?!

You waited for the unknown person to move but he or she didn't, making you wonder if it's a ghost. You gulped and had the courage to speak to the trespasser.

"E-Excuse me." You stuttered, gripping on your blanket tighter as you felt your palms sweat. "A-Are you a ghost?"

With your question, the bed slightly rumbled

as if the person's stifling his or her laugh.

You tugged on your blanket more when a hand went under it and held yours.

"AH—"

"Noona, it's me."

Your supposed to be deafening scream was cut off by his soft familiar voice. You almost cried as he took the blanket off of you, smiling as he saw you despite the lack of light in the room. You were slightly shaking as you reached for him, arms unconsciously wrapping around his torso.

"Did I scare you?" He asked, pulling your body closer as he felt that you're shaking.

"Who wouldn't be scared?! Why did you turn off the light?!" You half-shouted on his ear, making him flinch but chuckled at your actions.

"I knocked on your window, noona. You just ran off and didn't turn off your lights. You didn't even lock your window. Tsk tsk." Sehun shook his head in false disappointment, making you slightly pout as you hid on his broad chest. "What if it wasn't me who found your window unlocked? What if it was a thief or worse, a rapist? You should be thankful."

"Thank you then, Sehun-ah." You mumbled as you closed your eyes, his pleasant manly scent lulling you to sleep.

Sehun glanced at you, who's currently resting on his chest, his lips curling up into a loving smile. He combed your hair through his slender fingers and hummed a song, making you completely asleep. His eyes were trying to stay open as he feel sleepy too, but he remembered he wasn't in his room.

"It's nice to have you so close like this, noona." Sehun mumbled as he slowly laid you down on the bed, making sure you're sleeping on your side because he knows you get difficulty in breathing when lying flat on your back.

"I don't want to let you go."

Sehun caressed your hair as your breathing got even and your face relaxing at his touch. He reached for the lamp on your bedside table and turned it on, adding brightness on the dark room. He glanced at you, peacefully drifted in to your dreamland. He hesitantly stood up when he realized how can he lock your window when he gets out?

"Oh shit, I didn't think about that." He mumbled silently, trying not to wake you up but you did anyway.

You groaned as you rolled on your other side, your eyes slightly opening as Sehun stared at you. You blinked at him, making him inwardly coo at your cuteness. You lazily glanced at your already locked window and back at the young man standing beside you."Why are you standing there?" You groggily asked, reaching for Sehun's hand, startling him because of the sudden contact.

"I-I'm going back?"

"Just sleep here."His eyes went wider in surprise as you turned your back on him, trying to get more comfortable in your position.

"N-Noona? Are you sleep talking or what?"

"Just come here before I change my mind."

Sehun walked to your other side in a rush and took off his slippers before slipping under the blanket with you. His heart feels like it will burst out of his chest and just let him die after.

"A-Are you sure this is okay, noona?" Sehun stuttered as he can feel your minty breath fanning his face.

Yes, you two are that close.Your bed is not that huge since the original capacity of it is just for one person.

You actually don't know why you let Sehun sleep beside you tonight. You felt like you should.

You felt like you want him to

You weren't even that touchy or fond of skinship but you still hugged him and let him be close to you.

I’m acting like I'm drunk but I'm not even drunk.

"Let me sleep. I worked too late today." You mumbled as you let your hands clasp together beside your face. Sehun couldn't believe he can admire and observe you this close. It feels like a miracle.

"Okay, noona. Goodnight." Sehun mumbled as he copied your position, putting his hands on the side of his face as he continued staring at you like a creep.

Don't blame him, it's been one of his dreams to be this close to you.

"I love you, noona"

He whispered, watching how your eyes flutter open at his nth confession. His eyes softened at the sight of yours.

"You're not letting me sleep with that, Sehun." You slightly chuckled as you stared into his eyes. He was just staring at you with those warm and loving eyes.

"I just want to tell you that."

"I told you already, right?" Your voice turned into a pleading tone. "You can't—"

"Whatever your reason is, my feelings are already here. Nothing's gonna stop them, noona."

You breathed out and nodded before smiling at him. Sehun brought one of his hands to hover above your cheek.

"Can I touch you?"

"You already did earlier without asking for permission, why bother asking now?"

Sehun smiled as he gently let his palm caress your cheek, spreading warmth on your flushing cheeks. You closed your eyes and sighed in contentment.

His touch brings fire onto my skin but also makes me freeze as if it's ice, it feels good.

"Accept me, noona. I'll wait for you."

As those words fell from his mouth, his lips pressed softly on your forehead, taking his time as you smiled in delight. His arms wrapping around your slim waist and pulling your body closer to his, your head resting on his bicep. As his chest rises up and down, it slightly calmed you fast beating heart and lulled you to sleep.

The smile on your lips couldn't be erased as Sehun nuzzled his nose on your hair, taking in your strawberry scented shampoo.

"I love you." He mumbled for the 2nd time tonight, happy with the opportunity taken to be with you.

For you, it was truly heaven to be in his arms, as well as for him, in having you in his arms.

✗ ❥ ✗ ❥ ✗ ❥ ✗ ❥ ✗

"NOONA! It's already lunch time! Dasom noona's here already!"

Your door continued to be loudly pounded by your annoying brother, causing you to open your eyes in irritation because of the sudden interruption in your—

"Good morning, noona." A deep and smooth voice greeted in front of you.

"Hmm. Good morning." You mumbled as you found yourself nuzzling more on his chest.

Chest?

"I think we should get up now before Yeol break the door and find me here."

You quickly pulled away from Sehun, almost rolling down from the bed if not for his strong arms holding you.

"Oh my god. I forgot you're here. Hurry!"

You whispered as you stood up and opened your window, Sehun closely behind you with his slippers in his hand. "I'm up, Yeol. I'll be down in a minute."

"Okay!"

Sehun successfully got back inside his room and winked at you after. You rolled your eyes before closing your window, not conscious of the smile tugging up on your mouth.

"Last night was great, noona."

You almost cursed at Sehun as he mouthed at you, ending his sentence with a flying kiss. He was laughing as he waved at you and walked out of your sight, probably to brush his teeth.

You quickly opened your door and went inside the bathroom to do the same. After your morning routine, you put your hair into a high ponytail as you got down the stairs.

"Hey, heavy sleeper!" Dasom greeted with a grin as she ate the meal your mother has cooked for lunch.

"Good morning, dear. I didn't know you'll be going out today. Dasom just told me about it." Ga-in said as she brought empty plates on the sink. "Yeol, it's your turn today, right?"

"Yes, mom!" Chanyeol nodded and skipped his way to the sink with a grin.

"I've finished my book and thought that I can finally be free from my work, so I invited Dasom to hang-out with me today." You explained as you sat beside your best friend, who didn't even spare a glance at you as she ate.

"Alright then. Just be back before 6, your dad will be worried." Ga-in smiled as she kissed your temple before walking upstairs. "I won't be working today, so don't worry!"

You grinned approvingly at her as she disappeared from your sight. You started eating your breakfast while Dasom told you stories about her new boyfriend.

"He took me out last Saturday to Lotte World and gave me too many stuff toys. You know how I don't really like those stuffs but I accepted them anyway. Bora and Soyu was happier than me in the end."

You laughed at her stories and chatted for a little while until you two finished your meals.

"Where are you going, noona?" Chanyeol asked as you put down your plate on the counter beside him.

"Seoul Super Mall. We'll probably just window shop, watch movies and go to a salon?" You glanced at your best friend, who's drinking water at the moment.

"Take care then. Text me when you're finished, I can borrow dad's car and pick you up." Chanyeol smiled at you, making you pinch his cute cheeks. “Yah."

"You're just too cute, my little brother. Where's Chanhee anyway?"

"Out with Dasom noona's sisters."

"Really?" You looked at Dasom.

"Yep. They're probably at the mall too." She said, shrugging as she put his glass on the sink. "Hurry up and get dressed!"

You chuckled as she tugged you towards the stairs.

"Okay, okay!"

After half an hour of preparing, you were ready to go. Dasom was texting her boyfriend while you glanced at the window beside yours. Sehun was on his bed with a book on his lap, specs perfectly resting on the bridge of his nose.

He's studying, how cute.

You were smiling as you watched him flip the page of his book. Anyone who'll see you like that will think that you're crazy.

Sehun suddenly turned to you, catching you smiling at him. His eyes turned into crescents as he saw you. He quickly stood up, leaving his book on the bed and opened his window.

You opened yours too and spoke."You're studying?"

"Yes." Sehun grinned, his eyes drifting to your attire.

"You going somewhere?"

"Yep with—"

"Me." Dasom suddenly popped out behind you, slightly pushing you so she can see the person you're talking to. "Oh, hi! You're the hottie neighbor!"

Your cheeks flushed at your best friend's bold greeting, nudging her with your elbow. Dasom just winked at you before turning to Sehun again.

"Hi, you must be noona's best friend."

"Yes, I'm Dasom! Call me noona too!" She exclaimed excitedly as she reached her hand out to him. "Nice to meet you, Sehun-ah."

Sehun glanced at her hand before looking back at you while slightly biting his lower lip. He looks like he's hesitating.

"Go on." You mouthed at him, gesturing Dasom's hand with your lips. He quickly reach his hand to her and shook it.

"Nice to meet you too, Dasom noona."

"Let's go." You spoke as you checked your watch. "I checked the cinema's website last night and saw that the movie you want will run at 2:30, which is just an hour from now."

"Oh my god. Let's hurry!" Dasom panicked as she ran to your bed to get her things. You chuckled at her actions before looking back at your neighbor.

“Why are you smiling?" You asked, slightly pulling your window close. Sehun just showed you his adorable smile as he tilted his head like a puppy.

"I love you. Be safe."

You blushed as his words, glancing at your best friend who's still getting her things before looking back at Sehun.

"Study!"

You closed your window and pulled down your blinds with your cheeks still burning.

“Let's go!" You almost jumped in surprise at Dasom's voice. "Why so jumpy?"

You just shook your head as you grabbed your pouch before going downstairs with her.

After 2 hours of watching the movie Dasom chose, you went to Starbucks to have a snack and a relaxing drink.

"Too bad the girl died. The guy's been loving her from the start but she just needs to fucking die!" Your best friend shrieked as she took a sip of her iced coffee.

"That's life." You shrugged your shoulders as you grabbed your donut. "Happy endings wouldn't be happy if it hasn't ended yet."

”What?" Dasom looks confused at your words.

"I mean, if a story ended happily, it doesn't mean the characters wouldn't have different obstacles to face in the future, the writer just needs to end it there. In real life, your life doesn't end happily if you don't die without regrets. Life always goes on, rain or shine. If you haven't succeeded yet, it's not the end. You still have to get your own happy ending and move on with life." You smiled as your best friend nodded, lips pouting as she got moved by your words of wisdom.

"I'm so lucky to have you as my best friend."

"I know."

She suddenly stopped slurping on her coffee and squinted her eyes outside.

"What's wrong—"

"Isn't that your childhood friend?"

"Jungkook?" You asked as you trailed her gaze.

"He has a girlfriend?"

"He didn't tell me that." You mumbled as you saw him walking hand in hand with a foreigner woman. "The girl looks beautiful though. Nice choice." You grinned in approval.

"Yeah, she is." Dasom nodded when her eyes widened again. "YOUR SISTER!"

"Where?" You quickly went to find your sister but failed to. "Are you kidding—"

"She's with a boy though." Dasom mumbled as she pointed a direction. "There, on the bench."

Your eyes followed her instruction and indeed, Chanhee was with a guy.

Not just some guy.

"That's Jungkook's stepbrother, Jimin."

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Under The Rain [3] | Oh Sehun

[3] Lunar Myths Saga Story One

genre: wolf!sehun x human!female reader (oc - min yuna)

chapter summary: the aftermath of a fight can be messy and painful, but the people around you can change that to make this less messy and less painful. that is, until the real threat is remembered.

words: 2758

I have to admit a few things; 1) get distracted v easily and 20 minutes turned into like an hour,, so sorry for that! and 2) Hann by (g)i-dle, Call Call Call by seventeen and My Pace by stray kids gave me the motivation to write this chapter and the next one! they're amazing songs and I recommend them!!

tags; @marshmallow-phd @bri-ne @high-on-food @asslikegilinsky I hope you enjoy it :)

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Resolution And The Truth

SEHUN

In the one month, one week and three days since he had met his you, his lovely mate, there had only been two times he had nearly lost his shit and either shifted in front of you or pulled you into his arms. Both of those time wouldn’t have been very good for either of you and thankfully he had always been able to control himself and his wolf.

Now is the only time he had the urge to do both. His wolf shifted first.

He felt Danbi’s hands curl around his waist. It was a subtle technique the pack had come up with to help weres from shifting. Danbi was human, and a mate, and a wolf would never be able to hurt a pack member’s mate on purpose. It helped focus a were’s mind and clear the vision. It worked nine times out of ten and it was working now plus, Junmyeon would actually kill him if anything happened to Danbi. He didn’t even remember what he said before his vision had cleared but his mouth was open, and his fists were clenched.

And then you head-butted the fucker.

And Sehun was once again, filled with a sense of pride. His mate could take care of herself. Then he remembered that she was a human and she was going up against a roguewerewolf. You vaulted yourself over the bar counter and a second later the rogue was over your shoulder and on the ground.

Before he knew it, he had charged at the trio, he yanked the guy who slapped you and sent several punches of rage at his face. The door man, who Sehun heard was called Damon, had managed to push the fight outside, on a back street. Sehun got tackled by a different rogue. Punches and kicks were thrown left and right for however long. It was practically three against eight (nine if Damon was included, but he wasn’t really fighting) and before too much time had passed, two of the three had been detained.

And then you kicked the fucker. And the little shit shifted. And then Sehun shifted.

••:۞:••

Kim Danbi had known about the existence of were’s practically her whole life. Her mother’s sister, Lim Soojin, was a mate and when her mother officially became a doctor Soojin’s mate had become really sick. Her mother became an informed healer, keeping her job at the hospital and learning how to help heal a were. It worked out well, the weres had a safe place where they could heal properly without being questioned and in exchange Soojin didn’t have to keep such a huge secret from her family. When Danbi was little she went to the hospital with her mother (because she was four and she had to) and wondered into a patient’s room in search for her mother. It was one of the super-closed-off rooms and she had watched her mother go in there earlier and just followed her when she had finished her picture. There was a shifted wolf in the room and so she learned the secret when she was very young. She grew up learning what her mother knew and when she met Junmyeon, at the age of seventeen, she wanted to learn even more.

It was safe to say, as she worked on her doctorate, she knew how to tend to a head wound. When Sehun shifted he pounced on the rogue the two of them tumbled down the street and off of you. Danbi made her way too you immediately after, watching Junmyeon shift and go after them from the corner of her eye.

When you went down, your head hit the edge of the sidewalk. When Danbi lifted your head slightly she could see a small smudge of blood. She may need stitches. Without looking up Danbi motioned for one of the boys to help her pick you up. Without any protest both Luhan and Baekhyun had come over and picked you up.

“Be careful of her head.”

“Take her inside, the bar should be empty now.” The door man spoke up. Honestly, Danbi forgot he was even there. Baekhyun and Luhan nodded in unison, moving back into the bar. Danbi had no idea where Tao and Eunjin had got to but she was grateful they weren’t there for that mess of a fight. While Tao was an excellent fighter, whenever Eunjin was in proximity to potential danger he lost his focus very quickly, things may have gotten eve messier.

She got to work cleaning the back of your head, you would definitely need a shower to get all the blood out but once the wound was clean she could tell you wouldn’t need stitches.

“She doesn’t need stitches, thank TheLunar, make sure Sehunnie knows as soon as possible, it’ll calm him down a little.” Danbi commented towards Baekhyun who was headed for the door. He nodded before leaving.

“Is she okay? What happened? Where are those men?” Jinyoung asked in a quiet voice, like she was scared to even mutter the words. Danbi was about to answer when Luhan beat her to it.

“She’ll be okay, it’s not a big head wound. Those men won’t be bothering you again for a long time.”

“Where are they?” Damon asked, his deep voice bringing a sense of warmth to the empty bar.

“Two of them ran off when we got distracted. I suspect the third will follow shortly.” Luhan answered, locking eyes with the door man. They knew he knew about weres, they just didn’t know if Jinyoung had any knowledge. They didn’t want to scare the poor girl more. As if he sensed this, Damon suggested the idea of home to the young girl and even offered to walk her to her apartment himself. Jinyoung nodded, a little hesitant as it was her job to lock up.

“We can take care of it. We’ll just slip the keys back under the door.” Luhan assured, and then the two of them left. They would have to ask about his knowledge at a later date.

A few minutes passed before three men walked through the door. Junmyeon came through first, making his way over to Danbi immediately. Baekhyun and Sehun stumbled in together, Sehun was limping. While he was shirtless he wasn’t completely naked, donning the pants Baekhyun was wearing earlier while Baekhyun resided in just his boxer shorts. At least they weren’t completely indecent. Baekhyun set Sehun on the floor close to you and Danbi before running back out the doors – most likely to find and retrieve the torn cloth that was Sehun’s clothes.

He’d have to get a new leather jacket.

“Is she okay?” Was Sehun’s first question.

“The fucker has sharp teeth.” Danbi shot him a look, she was never one for curse words, but refrained from saying anything, he didn’t deserve a lecture at this moment in time. As she pulled up the leg of Baekhyun’s sweatpants, Sehun was thankful he decided to be a little lazy in his attire that night. The bite wasn’t the deepest he had ever had but it did hurt. The rogue had clipped his ankle.

“Nothing’s broken but there is some swelling. You should be back to usual in a matter of hours. Try to refrain from running anywhere for at least three, please.” Danbi concluded with kind eyes. Sehun nodded and scooted closer to his unconscious mate. Just being in your presence both calmed his wolf and made him twitchy.

A few minutes of silence passed before Baekhyun was back. “I think I found everything, I ran the block twice just in case.” He stated, walking towards their little group, concern lining his eyes. It was funny just how much the pack seemed to care for you, someone they hadn’t actually met before. Danbi assumed it was because you were their youngest’s mate. While all mates were sacred, the entire pack held a special concern for their youngest. Danbi didn’t particularly understand the feeling, maybe it was motherly – the thought was always strange to her, considering how much older Sehun actually was than her – but Danbi just assumed it had something to do with their early days as a new pack.

After about ten minutes had passed, a small groan left your lips. Danbi could feel the small smile form on her own lips, her own concern for you lifting. She really is one tough cookie, she thought, watching as you sat up slowly.

••:۞:••

If you were being honest with yourself, you fainted quite quickly. However, to be true to yourself, you only fainted after trying to punch the biggest wolf you’ve ever seen in the face. Then he jumped on top of you, and when you fell, hitting your head on the concrete pavement, you swore the wolf multiplied.

If you were being honest, you may have dreamed the whole thing up because when you woke up you were still inside the bar. You couldn’t have known where you would’ve woken up, but you had assumed it would be on the street floor out back. Opening your eyes was easy, adjusting to the lights was a little bit harder as you squinted a little to lessen the glare. Your head hurt like hell and your hips definitely felt bruised already. Braving the pain, you made yourself sit up slowly. You were on one of the long, cushioned chairs that lined the bar.

When you lifted a hand to touch the back of your head you felt the texture of a bandage. You definitely didn’t do that. When you hissed when you pressed too much pressure (accidently, you weren’t really paying attention) you heard a low growl fill your ears. Slowly you turned to your side, finally noticing the group of people you were with, and moved so that you were sitting, facing them with your feet touching the floor.

You felt your eyebrows rise in surprise. The first person you saw, and recalled, was the girl who came with Sehun – Danbi. She was sat on the floor in the lap of a man, looking at you with a small smile, an opened first aid kit next to her feet. She must have bandaged my head. You didn’t know if you smiled back at her, but you made a mental note to thank her. Then next person you recognised was right next to you – and shirtless.

“What… happened?” You managed to get out, looking down at the bandage that covered Sehun’s ankle. “Are you okay?” His eyes met yours and you could see the hint of surprise in the dark brown irises. Bit by bit, memory what actually went down came back to you. “Was that actually a big ass wolf?”

You hadn’t expected it but Sehun actually snorted. And then another dude snorted too. Your attention moved over to him, standing against a table with no pants on. Well.

“I’m sorry, is something funny?” You asked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“Don’t laugh at the poor girl, Sehunnie just tell her, we don’t know who the rogues were, but we know that at least one of them caught her scent.” The man Danbi was sitting on spoke up, and their small laughing fit stopped.

“Rogue? Scent? What are you talking about.” You didn’t shout, maybe because you were already piecing it together.

After a second of silence Sehun turned his body to you, eyes connecting with your own. Again, you saw the green flash in them for a second before it disappeared. “The wolf… was the guy you were fighting.” He spoke clearly. You felt a hand on your knee, but you dismissed it – maybe you wanted to be comforted a little but you’d never admit it out loud. “He is a werewolf. Like me, and Junmyeon-hyung, Luhan-hyung and Baekhyun-hyung.”

“Werewolves? Like the myths?” You asked slowly.

He nodded. You nodded back.

When you were little, your grandfather used to tell you the myths of The Lunar and their creations of children. The myths of the werefolk were always your favourite myth (Euina’s were the myths of the merfolk) and you had always believed in them a little bit but, the actual proof of it was given, and you had to take a few seconds to adjust.

“Okay.” You murmured, finally.

“Okay?”

“That was easier than expected.”

“Wow, even Eunjin took more convincing.”

You just shrugged. “You said something about a rogue? And my scent? What does that mean?”

It was as if you flipped a switched in them, especially Sehun. His smile slipped from his lips and his grip tightened slightly on your knee.

“It means you’re not safe back at your apartment.” Danbi said softly, standing to walk over and take a seat next to you. “We don’t know who they were, we’ve never encountered them before. Sehun was just telling us that the guy threatened us with your scent before running away. Do you have anywhere else you could sta-“

“With us. She can stay with us.” Sehun cut her off.

A sudden flash of realisation flooded through you, your eyes widened as you gasped. “Did you say my apartment wasn’t safe?” You asked, receiving several nods. “Euina, my little sister, she’s still there! They won’t go tonight will they? What if they do and they take her or hurt her or something?” You exclaimed, feeling guilty for only thinking of her now.

“She’ll be fin-“ Sehun started but you cut him off.

“Fine? No. I’ll go get her, we can stay in a hotel or someth-“

“No you staying with us.”

“I am not leaving her in an unsafe place.”

“Then we can send someone to go get he-“

“You think she’ll go with a stranger willingly? I’mgoing to get mysist-“

“Not alone you’re not, we’re getting you out of here right now.”

“We can go, when I have my sister.” You said slowly, almost glaring at him. The room was silent for a second before he nodded, albeit reluctantly, but he still nodded. The two of you stood.

“We’ll meet you at the house. And don’t shift with that ankle.” Danbi bid you goodbye and the two of you left for your apartment, to get to your sister – and hopefully before some rogue dickhead did.

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soocouldbemyonlystar · 6 years

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The Arrangement Pt6

.Genre: Angst/Fluff/Future Smut

Length: 5.5k

Paring: Kyungsoo x oc

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The best thing about being a director at Ganghan was the office on the upper floors. Jae-Eun's office was only three floors from the top of the massive building that was the hub for Ganghan's many business interests, plus several residential floors, and several high-end retail stores. It was a floor below Kyungsoo's office, and it housed advertising and marketing, and below her was Sehun and his fashion department. The first thing she had noticed about her office, was that the huge windows had a sill that was big enough for her to sit on. This was her favorite place in this building. When she was stressed she could sit on the window sill and look over the expanse of the city, feel as if she were on top of the world.

Today, it was her only solace. After tapping her pen repeatedly on her desk for an hour, pacing trenches into the rug for another two, she was now curled into the corner of the window, tracing raindrops with her finger as they hit and rolled down. What she would give to be one of those little raindrops. Out there, falling freely. Jae-Eun was a person who loved the rain, the sound of it hitting the roof, the earthy smell that comes just before. Normally, it would be cleansing for her. But today she was too heavy for even the rain to help.

It had been two weeks. Two weeks after realizing she had messed up everything, then she royally screws up everything. Now she waited for the man she loved to return to the man she hated, waited for the disgust in his eyes, the sneer on those lovely lips. It was her own fault. She should have learned to keep her mouth shut after the director's dinner. But she couldn't, and she probably just lost him a bid on a property he had been working for months to secure. Kyungsoo would be angry, but she had known how important it was to him and she could see the seller losing interest. So, she pushed, insisted, telling the man all the great things that were planned for the property. When the meeting was over, Kyungsoo and the seller retired to his office to talk, and her husband didn't look very happy.

The thought made her sick. Kyungsoo being unhappy first, then being angry at her second. He had worked so hard for this. His father had been pushing for the purchase since before he retired. When she saw the man losing interest, all she could think about was the disappointment Kyungsoo would feel. It was something Jae-Eun would do anything to prevent, so she stood, and she told the man what Ganghan had planned for the property. She had worked close enough with Kyungsoo and the team for the project over the last few weeks to know the vision they saw for it.

Close, despite the fact she'd wanted distance from Kyungsoo and these new feelings. Jae-Eun hadn't prepared for this. Hating him had been so easy in the beginning. He was moody and insulting. Somehow Kyungsoo knew just what to say to hit her where it hurts. This wasn't always easy to handle, but she could deal with it. Jae-Eun had worked hard to become a confident, accomplished woman, she could take his insults and support him because that was the deal she made.

Loving him was something different, his anger and abuse were eclipsed by his warmth and dedication. Not that she had forgiven him, not entirely. She was still apprehensive, but he was trying and in doing so he'd made himself a part of her. It was foreign, falling so completely, being more concerned about him than what could happen to herself.

It wasn't her first time being in love. Nate had been wonderful and supportive, but they knew it was futile in the end. He wouldn't leave the States, and she always knew she would go back home. They had loved furiously, making the most of the time they had together. With Kyungsoo, there was a constant low burn in her chest, when she thought of him, which was frequently. It was hard for her to think of in terms of words. Art, colors; that made sense to her.

When she watched him work, Kyungsoo was her Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog, she was drawn to the lone figure who stood out over everything. When he was near, close enough to touch, he was her Impression Sunrise, a mixture of warmth and calm. But when he smiled at her, Kyungsoo became her Starry Night, the swirl of light, color and racing heartbeats. He inspired her.

Jae-Eun faked her way through dinner with his parents that day, giving more attention to his mother and especially his father. Everything considered she did feel guilty for missing their visits over the last few weeks.

Monday, she had lunch with Chanyeol. His bright eyes and infectious smile made her feel a little better.

"What's got you so anxious, Jae? That's the fifth packet of sugar you've put in your coffee." Chanyeol prompted.

"I messed up, Yeollie. I don't know what to do?"

He leaned across the table, placing a hand over hers to stop yet another packet of sugar. "You know you can tell me anything. I'll do whatever I can to help you figure it out."

Jae-Eun looked up from her coffee to his eyes. "I'm in-love with him. Like an idiot, I fell for him."

"Kyungsoo?" Chanyeol asked, dumbfounded.

She forced the lump past her throat and nodded.

Chanyeol's smile widened even further, "That's great, Jae! I knew it was just a matter of time."

"It's not great. It's a disaster."

Chanyeol leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms and giving her a suspicious eye. "Why is that?"

"The deal was partners, maybe even friends, but mostly business partners. Feelings were never supposed to enter in the picture. I can't tell him. Everything was going well, and I've made it… just… shit! It's shit, Yeol." The words spewed from her.

Chanyeol was quiet as she melted down, then threw his head back and roared in amusement.

"You're laughing at me?"

His eyes pressed tightly shut and he held his hand up to hide his enormous smile. "Yes," he hefted, "Only you would think this is a disaster, Jae."

"How can I watch him be in-love with someone else."

Chanyeol stopped laughing. He looked away then, his tongue darting out to press against the corner of his lips, a habit Jae-Eun noticed, he did when he was worried or pissed. He knew it was true. Just like her, Chanyeol pictured years ahead, with Jae-Eun being a dutiful wife as Kyungsoo focused his attention on a woman who chose to be with someone else.

"Kyungsoo doesn't love that woman, he's just too scared to move on." Chanyeol insisted. "Just give him time. I meant what I said at the wedding."

Jae-Eun raised an eyebrow, "That you wished it was a dream so that you could find me yourself."

She hated for any of the guys to be upset. Chanyeol's smile made her happy. That glint in his eyes lit up the darkness. Jae-Eun needed his light right now. It worked, the sound of his laughter floating across the table, his smile radiating that light.

"Yes, that, but also when I said that you and Kyungsoo would make each other happy. He needs you, he's just too stubborn to see it right now."

"Maybe I should just leave."

"What," Chanyeol jumped forward in his seat. "If you love him why would you leave?"

"How can I stay with him? I can't tell him the truth, I couldn't put that on him. He said he would never have feelings for me, I accepted that, but I know that he cares. Kyungsoo's going to feel responsible for me and it will make him miserable."

"Or it could make him happy." Chanyeol countered.

"Stop being so optimistic!" Jae-Eun scolded him.

Chanyeol flashed her that smile again, the one that almost made her feel like everything would work out. "You're in-love Jae. Enjoy it. Kyungsoo cares about you, and that's a start. He hasn't cared about shit since she came back. We are starting to see the old Kyungsoo. You did that, not her."

"But I'll never be her, and that is who he loves." Jae-Eun murmured. She hated being jealous, the fact that she wished she had whatever it was that made Kyungsoo love Mi-Sun so deeply, made her angry with herself.

"It's one of the best parts about you," Chanyeol teased, "You're good for him. I really do think he's starting to see that."

He had asked her how it happened, with how Kyungsoo had treated her, how did she fall for him. Jae-Eun had thought about it for a long time after that morning. Lying in his arms while he was asleep, and her world felt like it was falling out from under her. The answer was simple. She fell for the man he was with his friends, his family, not who he was with her. Jae-Eun always made him angry, but with his family, he was loving and kind.

Chanyeol wouldn’t let her take credit for making him bitter and angry. "That is what Mi-Sun did, not you."

Jae-Eun rested her head against the cold glass and looked down at the tiny people with umbrellas, walking along or running out of the rain. What she wouldn't give to run away right now. It wasn't in her to run, but God she wanted to.

Jae-Eun was jarred from her thoughts as the phone on her desk rang. Too late to run now. She sighed as she stepped down from the sill and accepted her fate.

"Lee Jae-Eun," she answered.

"Madam Do, the CEO would like to see you in his office now." Secretary Yoon announced.

Jae-Eun didn't even respond. She returned the receiver, smoothed out her lavender, sleeveless jumpsuit she'd picked out just for the day, and started towards her doom. The one-floor elevator ride seemed like twenty floors, up and down making her stomach turn. After one floor the ding made Jae-Eun jump.

She shook her head as she stepped off and made her way down past Secretary Yoon's desk. "Did he sound like he was in a good mood?"

Secretary Yoon glanced up at her, without a word, telling Jae everything she needed to know, Kyungsoo was hard to read.

She continued around and knocked on his door gently, almost hoping he wouldn't hear.

"Come in," came from the other side. Jae-Eun couldn't tell if it was stern or angry, or if it was just plain Soo. She opened the door slowly and slid in, locking the door behind her. Jae-Eun had learned her lesson the last time Mi-Sun had walked in without notice.

She stood near the door waiting to be acknowledged. Here, he was her boss after all, but after several minutes of silence, as he skimmed back and forth through papers, Jae-Eun became even more nervous.

"CEO Do…" She started but he stopped her.

"Take a seat," Kyungsoo said firmly.

Again, Jae-Eun couldn't tell if it was just his normal self or if he was angry, he was giving no sign.

The longer she waited, and the tension in her stomach built, the angrier she became.

"Can I at least apologize, Kyungsoo?"

He held up a finger to shush her.

Fire built in her chest. She was not going to be shushed by a finger, not by her boss, not by her husband. Jae-Eun had done her best and she deserved more than what he gave her. Love or not he couldn't treat her like this.

She stood quietly, making her way to his desk, he seemed unaware as he pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose and scanned another paper. Jae-Eun didn't care what was on those papers, she didn't care that he was mad. His disrespect for his wife lost him any right he had to be angry with her.

Knowing the photo on his desk was of their wedding, she quickly slammed it down on the stack of papers. She could feel the glass crack below the frame.

Kyungsoo jumped back throwing his hands up and standing from his desk chair. "Lee Jae-Eun, what are you doing?"

"I don't care what I did, I don't care if you lost the bid because of me, I don't care how angry you are, I have let you disrespect me before, but it will not happen again. I deserve more than to be shushed by a finger. I have waited hours, terrified that I lost you this bid and the first thing you do is revert to that same jerk because things didn't go your way. I won't have it anymore. I won't let you take everything out on me." Jae had to blurt it all out before she lost the nerve and started to cry, "now you will allow me to apologize for making a scene, as well-meaning as it was, you will ignore me as usual for several days, then you will get over it. Cause I won't do this any longer."

Kyungsoo stared at her dumbfounded. He looked as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

"Jae," he started quietly, "we won the bid."

"We… we what?"

"You got us the bid, the CEO loved your presentation of our vision, I was going through the last of the paperwork. Why are you so riled up? I just needed to finish up a couple of pages on the contract." He asked, hands still up in the air.

"I didn't lose you the bid? He looked so disinterested, I couldn't stop myself. And I couldn't tell if you were angry."

"No, babe, you won us the bid." A smile spread across his lips as he came around his desk.

Jae-Eun backed away, sitting on a meeting chair before she lost her balance, "Oh god, I'm actually going crazy. I'm losing it. I was so sure you were going to be angry with me. I don't want to go back to the way we were."

Kyungsoo knelt in front of her, placing his warm hands on her shoulders. "We are not going back to that, I promise. I will never do that to you again."

His hands rubbed warm trails down her chilled arms, "I did this. I've made you self-conscious. I've made you question yourself. I can't apologize enough for how I treated you. But don't ever let anyone make you feel that you don't know what you are doing. You are brilliant, and you knew exactly what he needed to hear to get us that property."

Jae-Eun didn't know what to say, she was still trying to process the words.

"Especially me, don't let me make you feel like you are less than you are. You have to keep putting me in my place. That's your duty as my wife. You got it?"

Jae-Eun nodded, but she was dazed and in disbelief.

"We really got the bid?" She asked again.

He smiled again as he shook his head. "Yeah," he said as he pulled her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her, "Cause my wife is a genius."

Kyungsoo lifted her off her feet and swung her around. She squealed as reality set in and the room spun. He pressed his lips to her quickly.

"Let's celebrate," he said as he lowered her to her feet, "We can call everyone and have a huge dinner. We can celebrate how incredible my wife is."

His smile was infectious. She forgot the last two hours of agony looking at his smile, genuine happiness. Jae-Eun nodded again. She would agree to almost anything as long as it kept that smile on his face. Part of her hated it, that desire to make him happy, for them to be happy together. The other part longed for it.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice the mood had changed. Kyungsoo's arms held her tightly, though she was sound on the floor. He looked unsure of himself, nervous, glancing around the lines of her face, into her eyes. She blinked into the moment, lifting her head at just the right angle to let him know it was okay.

Her lips parted as he brushed his against them. He inhaled deeply before he molded his lips to hers. Kyungsoo rarely kissed her and when he did it was a quick peck, tasteful enough for public, not too intimate.

This was not one of those kisses. His hands came to her face as his tongue lightly tested. Jae-Eun wrapped her arms around his neck giving him the confidence he needed. He took her mouth without restraint, Jae-Eun matching him motion for motion. She wasn't sure how she went from the deepest chasm of devastation to the heights of his kisses, but Jae-Eun found herself breathing in the thin air and getting high on it.

Kyungsoo growled as she nipped at his lower lip.

"Jae," his voice was deeper, rougher than normal.

"Mmm," She mumbled as she pressed her lips to his again.

Kyungsoo lowered his forehead against hers, "I don't know what to do with you. Sometimes I want to wrap my hands around your neck and sometimes…"

He didn't finish, the timbre of his voice, his breathlessness told her everything. Jae-Eun didn't want to move, she wanted to stay like this with him and she was too happy to be angry about it.

“I know how you feel.” She blushed

After a deep breath, Kyungsoo leaned back and smiled at her, "You should head home. I'll have Secretary Yoon call everyone for us. I'll clean this up and finish my paperwork. Should only be about forty-five minutes."

"Are you sure, I should pick up the glass I broke?"

"No, I don't want you to mess with the glass, just have Driver Hwang take you home. I'll be there soon." He gave her one last light, kiss then entwined his fingers with hers as he walked her to the office door. He sent her out, "I'll be right behind you."

"Okay," Jae said dreamily.

As she walked to the elevator, she heard Kyungsoo tell Secretary Yoon to call the guys.

She drifted down to her floor, floated to her office for her things and soared down to the main floor to where Driver Hwang was waiting with an open door.

"Madam Do, the CEO sent the car for you." He said.

Driver Hwang was a sweet old man who had three kids, six grandkids and his wife had died five years ago. He had been the driver for most of Kyungsoo's life. Jae-Eun loved talking to the man when it was just her in the car, but it would take too long for him to drop her off and come back for Kyungsoo.

"Driver Hwang, don't worry about me, I'll take a cab tonight. The CEO should be down in a little while."

"But, Madam," He started.

"The two of you are too sweet to me, but please wait for the CEO. He's had a long day and needs a comfortable drive home." She insisted.

Driver Hwang nodded and Jae-Eun headed to the curb to flag down a cab. It took seconds before she was settled in, address given, and her thoughts were back on Kyungsoo. She had been so sure he would be angry that she made herself miserable. This was nothing like being in-love before. Every emotion she felt with him or because of him was intense.

Her mind was constantly filled with moments of him when he made her smile or laugh. She hadn't lied to Chanyeol, part of her still thought it would be better to leave than to burden Kyungsoo with her feelings. She wasn't stupid, she knew he wanted her, but desire and love were two very different things and he hadn't given her any indication his feelings had progressed any further than their friendship.

But today must have meant something right?

Ugh, she didn't want to question things anymore. She just wanted to spend some time with their friends and forget her complications for just one night.

A familiar tone rang from her bag. Excitement ran through her as she pulled the phone from her purse, "Hey!"

Kyungsoo

"She's a stubborn woman isn't she, Mr. Hwang?" Kyungsoo asked his driver when he saw his car was still in the drive.

"Yes, sir. That she is. The Madam wanted to be sure you had a comfortable drive home after a hard day at work." The driver told him.

"Yes, she would. I knew it was futile to send her the car." Kyungsoo said as he stepped in and Driver Hwang closed the door behind him.

Kyungsoo nerves worked in overtime on the ride home. It had been an exciting day, acquiring the beach property his father had wanted. Watching Jae secure that property for them. She had been amazing, knowing all the right things to say. Kyungsoo hadn't even been mad when she broke their wedding photo on top of the contract.

But that was not where his nerves were. Jae's gift was complete. Tonight, after dinner, he would give it to her. It had taken months to complete given the fact that they could only work on it while she was away from the house. He had pulled her into the deal for the beach property to keep her away from the house as long as he could. It worked well in that the project had gotten done on time and that she was able to help secure the property.

Kyungsoo couldn't even take credit for it. And surprisingly he was okay with that.

Jae deserved a gift bigger than he could give her, but he hoped this one would make her as happy as she made him.

He hadn't been thrilled about that realization when he had woken up the night they fell asleep together in her room. He'd wanted to run then, with her asleep so soundly in his arms. But by the time he had fallen back to sleep, Kyungsoo had decided he liked where they were. Jae made him want to be happy again. He wasn't going to be scared, he wouldn't let Mi-Sun continue to have that power.

His drive was lined with cars. All of his friends would be there, he knew. He would wait until they were all gone before he gave Jae her gift. Before he told her, she made him happy.

He walked into a mountain a laughter and bright voices. Faces he knew and loved, a couple he didn't know yet.

"Kyungsoo, congrats man," Sehun shouted over the group when he saw him. "I heard you got the bid."

He smiled at the claps on the back and congrats, "I didn't do anything. Jae saved us, we would have lost it if it wasn't for her."

Jongin gave him a lofty hug, "Where is Noona, I haven't seen her in months? Is she coming in behind you?"

Kyungsoo's eyebrows furrowed, "What do you mean, she should have been here an hour ago."

Jongin shook his head, "I haven't seen her."

Sehun stood, "I haven't seen her, and I've been here for about thirty minutes."

"Well maybe she came in and went to get washed up and changed, I'll go check on her."

Kyungsoo walked to her room confident he would find her there. No answer at the door had him walking in. She was not in her room, nor the bathroom. Both looked untouched. Kyungsoo hunted down Na-Ri.

"Have you seen the Madam?" He asked her.

"No, sir, I assumed she would be home with you when your friends started to arrive." She explained.

Kyungsoo pulled out his phone and pressed her number. When it went straight to voicemail Kyungsoo panicked.

After confirming again, that none of the guys had seen her, Kyungsoo called security to get the videos.

The second-hour Kyungsoo called the security at Ganghan, which only produced the video of her getting in the cab, but not the cab number. He then ordered all the addition of several cameras to catch the different angles in the front of the building. A call to her parents came back empty-handed, as did the call to his.

By the third hour, Kyungsoo had called the police. Who, in his opinion, were worthless.

"Is there anyone you can think that would want revenge on you or your wife, Mr. Do?" asked the dirty unshaven detective.

He sighed, "I'm the CEO of a major conglomerate, there is always someone pissed at me. But not anyone that I can think of at the moment."

Even the guys, who had all stayed, seemed annoyed with the typical line of questioning. Then the dreaded line of stupidity.

"Would your wife have a reason to leave?"

"What do you mean by that?" Kyungsoo knew, he just wanted to make the detective say it.

He coughed, "Have there been any disagreements at home that would make her want to leave."

Kyungsoo gritted his teeth, "No, things are fine at home. She wouldn't just leave."

They left with a "We'll keep an eye out for her, if she doesn't return by morning we will file a missing person report, blah, blah, blah!”

Worthless.

Chanyeol stood at the door as the detectives left. "Why did you lie to the detectives?" He asked as the door closed.

"What are you talking about Chanyeol," he asked as he walked back into the drawing room.

"You lied to the detective's cause when I talked to her two weeks ago she sure had a reason to leave." He blurted as he followed Kyungsoo into the room.

"What are you talking about. Everything is fine with us. She wouldn't do this to me. Not on purpose." Kyungsoo shook his head. Why would he say something like this?

"Admit it, Kyungsoo. We all care about Jae, we all want to see that she's okay, but some of us are little more aware of the situation than the others." Chanyeol just had to remind him.

"Park Chanyeol." Jun Myeon warned him.

"No, I think we need to know the truth to figure this out." Chanyeol pressed.

Kyungsoo dropped to his chair, rubbing a hand over his face. This was the last thing he needed to worry about right now. He was tired of the secret. Damn their judgment, he just wanted his wife home.

"What is he talking about, Soo?" Jongin asked.

Kyungsoo sighed. "Jae and I didn't meet and fall in love, our parents arranged it."

There was silence in the room. Everyone knew how he and Jongin had vowed to never accept an arrangement from their parents.

"Kyungsoo, you lied?" Jongin asked.

"It's complicated, and it's not going to get my wife back."

"Tell them everything, tell them how she has a room on the opposite side of the house. Or how she called me crying because you two had fought. Tell me she doesn't have a reason to leave." Chanyeol pushed.

Chatter erupted through the room.

"Fine, Chanyeol, you want me to tell everyone that Mi-Sun told me she was pregnant the week before I met and agreed to marry Jae-Eun. Fine, there that is. Do you want me to tell them that I told her I would never care for her and she accepted that anyways? She accepted me anyways. You want me to tell them that I took all my frustrations out on her, fine, I was an ass." Kyungsoo snapped.

"So, what happened this time," Chanyeol demanded.

"Working out the details of the property we just acquired took longer than I expected. We only got it because she knew what to say and do. But she thought I was angry because she pushed into it. She was just there because she was a director, she wasn't expected to present anything. Then we went straight to my office to work everything out and when I called her to my office I was finishing up the paperwork and she was mad at me. She misunderstood my silence. But we worked it out before she left. We planned a celebration and she was happy when she left." Kyungsoo muttered.

"You weren't mad at her?" Jun Myeon asked.

"God, no, we haven't fought since before dad's heart attack. Everything has been good between us since then. She knew what to do. I couldn't have made it through without her, so we talked it out and everything has been great. She's great."

Chanyeol stared at him with concern in his eyes. "You've fallen for her, haven't you?"

"I don't know, Yeol, I just know I need her back." Kyungsoo sighed.

Baekhyun chimed in, "This seems like a really crappy plot line in a really shitty book."

At the fifth hour, it took four guys; Chanyeol, Jongin, Minseok, and Jongdae to keep Kyungsoo from leaving to find her. Chanyeol, Jongdae, and Minnie decided to check her favorite spots, just to see if anyone had seen her or knew where she had gone.

After six hours, Jongin demanded Kyungsoo get some rest.

"You have been up for almost twenty-four hours, you need some rest. We will all take turns by the phone and we'll wake you if anything changes."

"Jongin, I can't sleep, not until she is home." Kyungsoo was past the point of exhaustion and he knew it. But how could he sleep when she could be out there hurt or worse.

Was Chanyeol right? Did she just leave him?

"We will start calling hospitals, okay. Just lay down and rest and if we get a hit or hear anything we will let you know."

Kyungsoo reluctantly agreed, laying out on the couch and the guys moved in lounge chairs and the couch from the family room. Some of the couples took bedrooms, but he refused to go to his own.

He lay, wishing he were out there looking for her. That's where he needed to be. Not stuck here in this damn house where she was everywhere but nowhere. He had gotten so used to her in the last year or so that he hadn't even thought about her not being here. What would he do if she weren't there? If she left him, or worse. The thought had him sick at his stomach. He listened as Baek and Jongin called around to the hospitals for recent patients with no I.D. and after a good forty-five minutes of it, he was lulled into a restless sleep.

And he dreamed, of waking early in the morning with the sun-bathing her sleeping form in light, the heat making her cheeks glow pink, her peachy lips slightly parted as she sighed. The moment he realized he had feelings for her. More than he thought he could. After he had told her he never would, there they were. He hadn't wanted to move from where they lay. He didn't want to let her go that morning. She was a precious thing to him now. The first true feelings since Mi-Sun. He was sure he would always care for Mi-Sun but now he knew he could be happy without her and that was because of Jae.

When he woke against his will, into a shitty reality, Chanyeol was awake by the phones. The guys were spread across the room, three couple took bedrooms.

"How long was I out?" He sat up, rubbing the sleep and frustration from his face.

Chanyeol looked exhausted and sick. "About six hours man. It's been more than twelve since she went missing."

Kyungsoo sighed, running his hand through his hair, this couldn’t be the reality, it was a damned nightmare. "Give me the phone I'll call her in as a missing person."

Chanyeol handed the phone to Kyungsoo. As-soon-as it hit his hand the screen lit up with her name flashing at him. Kyungsoo’s stomach dropped as he fumbled to answer the phone.

"Jae are you there?"

"Kyungsoo?"

It was loud on her end, busy. "Where are you? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm in L.A. my phone died before I could call you."

"Did you say L.A., I can barely hear you." Relief washed over him at the sound of her voice.

The guys started waking up, looking to him for answers.

"I'm near a highway, it's kind of loud."

"I was just about to file a missing person report on you, why are you in L.A.?" The reason didn't really matter to him, just that she was okay, and he would see her again.

"I got a call… he was… and she needs…"

Kyungsoo could barely make out some of the words, he was about to tell her when her voice got louder.

"Hey… What the hell are you doing?"

"Jae, what's going on."

"Get the hell off of her…you piece of crap."

A scream broke through the noise and Kyungsoo jumped, "Jae, Lee Jae-Eun!"

He could hear a scuffle, another loud scream, then the phone went dead.

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baekchelor · 6 years

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Xiumin + "PIZZA" please Ü

Truth to be told, Minseok is obsessed with the idea of you. Period. Promotions schedules didn't seem to matter the enough to interfere with his plans of conquest. He is a responsible guy, for sure, but he's in love with you, for sure.Seeking the best option to handle both worlds, the best measure he can come up with is invite you over to the EXO dorm. Minseok's room is surprisingly neat. There isn’t much of a clutter to be found, although you do come across an empty pizza box on his bed, which he quickly scatters onto the floor —amid grumpy mumbles about “stupid Baekhyun I told him she was coming”— so you have a place to sit. The blankets seem to be freshly washed as well, smelling of laundry detergent and tons of the cologne you have known Minseok to wear in the past. This time, his mumbles blame Sehun for the scented environment.While he opts for the armchair in the corner of the room, you spread your legs out across the black designer duvetthat’s messily tucked into the edges of the mattress and glance at him with an impressed twinkle in your eye. “Who's guilty of this?” you tease him, watching him flush a bright red. He tries playing it cool, showing his perfectly clean gums “Just wanted the place to look nice, they offered to help,” but the words come out in quiet embarrassment. “They did a good job,” you admit after a moment or two of looking around the room, picturing Kyungsoo and Jongin mopping the floor whilst Sehun signals Suho and Chanyeol where to move the furniture. “For being boys... and idols." Minseok is thumbing through Netflix on the Apple TV connected iPad showing on the HD, huge-ass television when you say this, so his face isn’t angled towards you, but you still witness giggle lifting his cheeks. His Adam’s apple bobs whenever you speak, and you make him so nervous - he’s lucky he put on deodorant before you came over, despite the members’ endless mock- and it makes him want to throw up all over the Kyungsoo-clean floors.The two of you remain silence for a few moments, the back of your mind almost swearing you've heard Baekhyun’s laugh from the other side of the door, as Minseok sets up the movie you had talked about watching a couple of days before, which he had used as an excuse to meet you at his dorm without having to explain the whole "I'm amidst album promotions so I kinda don't have time for you" thing. You toe your slippers off and place them at the edge of his bed, careful to not make any noise, to which steals a smile from the shape of his mouth. The opening credits scroll across the screen, and the atmosphere is suddenly awkward, and you know it. Unconsciously, you play with your fingers searching a way to lessen the discomfort building inside you. The fastest answer is to say something about the weather, only to kill the silence, so you open your mouth to speak —say anything— before realizing he’s shyly walking across the room before plopping down in the spot next to you. "Sorry,” he mumbles, although he’s not sure if he’s sorry at all because as soon as he’s a few inches away from you, he can smell your shampoo. And he's certainly tired for all the rehearsals and performances of today. “The chair isn't that comfortable." Silence makes its comeback for a few seconds, for a few moments, leaving you there, quietly watching the movie on the screen, until he inadvertently brushes his arm against yours and jolts back from the connection. "Uhm. Sorry. You’re warm. Sorry." Every time you breathe in, Minseok watches your chest rising. He rubs his hands over his face, cursing himself for inviting you to his room, and even considers moving back to his previous spot and enduring the painful furniture simply so he doesn’t have to think about what it would be like to hold you in his arms. In the verge of deciding to stand up and open the bedroom door so the rest of EXO’s members would fall on their faces for being right behind the door, with their ears plastered against the wood, you lean back against his mountain of cologne-scented pillows and curl your pinkies around his. He first glances at your legs curled up near your knees, tilting his head to stare at your love filled eyes, and then he finally leans back for himself and wraps his entire hand around yours. Minseok is a clean person, and he doesn’t like for pizza boxes to be on his bed. You, however, is definitely something he would like to see in that spot again.

#send more of thissss #xiumin #minseok #exo m #exo scenarios #exo reactions #minseok scenario #xiumin scenario #blurb #danonymous #dudu talks

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whimsical-ness · 7 years

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Jackpot | Sehun

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◇ Genre: What Happens In Vegas! AU, More Love/Hate (oops)

◇ Summary: A night of drunken fun in Vegas leads to you accidentally getting married to a tall, smirky stranger named Oh Sehun. Things get even more complicated when you hit a $2 million jackpot—neither of you can keep your share of the money unless you try and make the marriage work.

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“Promise me you aren’t going to think about anything this weekend,” said your best friend Nat sternly, blocking the way into your hotel room with her outstretched arm. You rolled your eyes.

“I’m serious, Y/N. We didn’t come all the way to Vegas to have you be uptight and stressed out. We’re here to have fun, got it?” You laughed at the desperation in her voice. “Okay, okay Nat. Promise. No thinking about work, no thinking about him,” you said.

Nat sighed in relief, handing you the room pass with a wink. “Then let’s go get ready for a wild night.”

“I’m taking the shower first,” you called, striding into the bathroom. You undressed and stepped into the hot shower with a sigh, letting the water wash away your worries.

You had a lot of worries.

The biggest one was, probably, that your boyfriend of a year had cheated on you, a fact you had found out just last week. On top of that, your boss was being a complete asshole at work, and had relentlessly piled work up on your already tired shoulders. You had no time to even breathe.

Nat had noticed that you were basically on the verge of a nervous meltdown, and so had insisted on taking this spontaneous trip to Vegas for the weekend to lift your spirits. And you were determined to let your hair down, for just once.

You were pulled from your thoughts as you heard Nat scream. “Shit, Nat, what’s wrong?” you yelled, hurriedly wrapping a towel around your body.

You burst out of the bathroom, brandishing your curling iron as a weapon. Your mouth dropped as you saw Nat tackling a man onto the bed. “What the hell?”

You nearly jumped out of your skin as you heard someone approach you from behind. It was another man, and this time, you screamed, pushing him away. “For fucks’ sake. Leave him alone, what are you doing?” he yelled at Nat.

“Who the hell are you and what are you doing in our room?” you said defensively, pulling your towel tighter around yourself.

“Your room? This is ours!” he said, running his hand through his hair. Nat crossed her arms across her chest. “Why the fuck would the hotel give us the same room?” “I don’t know, lady. But I think I’m going to go find out before you murder me,” the shorter man said, rolling his eyes, scrambling off the bed from Nat’s wrath.

Turns out, your hotel had somehow double booked your room. But with some sweet-talking—courtesy of the taller guy—the manager agreed to let you stay in the penthouse suite as an apology. He even handed you VIP passes to all of the city’s hot spots.

The tall, dark-haired man smirked at your evident awe. “You girls are welcome. Thanks to us, you are now about to have the night of your lives.”

As you soon found out, his name was Sehun, while his shorter friend was called Junmyeon.

They seemed like a whole bunch of trouble and bad decisions. Which was, frankly, just what you needed. Plus, who would be stupid enough to give up those free VIP passes?

And so that night, you and Nat found yourselves having the time of your lives with two strangers you’d met just that afternoon.

You were chauffeured to casino after casino in a sleek black limo, had dinner in a Michelin star restaurant—and got more drunk than you ever had in your entire life.

You hadn’t meant to. Really. But you hadn’t anticipated Oh Sehun.

“What are you doing in Vegas?” you asked him. “I got fired,” he replied, throwing back his head as he swallowed a shot. “What about you?”

“My boyfriend cheated on me,” you said, shrugging, staring out at the view in front of you. Rooftop access at one of the city’s most luxurious hotels was now something to tick off your bucket list. All thanks to a room mishap.

“Okay, we’re going to need more drinks,” said Sehun, and waved over a waiter. You grinned back as he clinked his glass to yours. Over the course of the next few hours to found yourself pouring out all of your stress to him, while he did the same, telling you nearly his entire life story.

Oh Sehun was almost the complete opposite of you. He was arrogant, irresponsible, and seemed to think he had no faults.

You, on the other hand, were dedicated, hard-working, and (even though you never admitted it) uptight as hell. It was strange how quickly you opened up to a stranger who was so different from you.

The night was a blur of loud music, money, and alcohol. You let loose, letting the pulsing music in the club flow through your veins, along with the ridiculous amount of alcohol you’d consumed. You found yourself pressed up against Sehun on more than a few occasions, his flushed face dangerously close to yours.

“You know,” you yelled over the pounding bass. “It’s funny how connected I feel to you, even though we like, just met.” Sehun grinned. “Don’t get me wrong,” you continued, linking your arms around his neck to pull him closer. “You’re probably the last person on the planet whom I would ever sleep with.”

Sehun’s eyes were dark as he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. “The feeling’s mutual.” “Good,” you said loudly, but the breath hitched in your throat as his hands found your hips, your bodies moving together against the rhythm.

And then he was laughing, and you were laughing, and he was too close to you for you to be able to think straight. His lips met yours, and as you tasted the alcohol on his breath, you let go of the last bit of sobriety and let the night envelope you with its madness.

You woke up with your head throbbing. You groaned and turned over, clutching the duvet closer. You realized with a start that you were completely naked.

The previous night’s events flooded through your muddled mind, and you bit your lip as you remembered tumbling onto the bed with Sehun.

“Shit,” you muttered. You sat up and pushed your hair back. Something cool touched your cheek as your fingers brushed past your face. You did a double take as you took in the ring sitting gold and pretty on your finger.

The ring.

“No no no. Oh god please no. This is not happening.” Oh but it was. Because as you glanced at the mirror in front of the bed, you read the post-it note stuck on it.

Morning, wifey. We’re at the buffet - Sehun

Fuck.

“Was there any part of the night that you thought, ‘Hey, it’s probably a bad idea to let my drunk best friend marry a random guy?’” you hissed at Nat as you made your way to the table where Sehun and Junmyeon were. Nat just shrugged. “I threw up on Junmyeon. I had no idea what was happening.”

Worst best friend ever.

“I’m-uh-gonna go get some coffee,“ you said, making eye contact with Sehun as you neared the table.

He caught the hint, and followed you as you made your way instead to one of the lottery machines casually placed right outside the breakfast buffet. “What even is this city,” you muttered, pulling out a quarter from your wallet.

“Good morning,” said Sehun nonchalantly. You smiled thinly. “Last night was…something,” he started. “You can say that again,” you said awkwardly. “You’re a lot of fun,” said Sehun. “I mean…the sex was—“

“Um, I’d rather not,” you cut him off, your face burning. “Right,” said Sehun clearing his throat. “Of course, we now have a tiny little problem of these rings..”

“Yeah, it’s hard to forget,” you said. “We need a divorce.”

For a moment Sehun just stared at you. “Did you just dump me?” You laughed awkwardly. “Well, we obviously hardly know each other—”

“No, no. Of course. Thank god you said it first,” said Sehun, looking relieved. You were slightly taken aback. “Junmyeon says we need an annulment, not a divorce,” he continued.

You felt strangely annoyed. “Yeah, okay. Sure.”

Sehun let out a breath. “Phew. I’m glad that’s out of the way. Bullet dodged huh?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I mean, look, I’m sorry. But you just seem like the type of girl who’s looking for a serious relationship, and I’m not…I’m definitely not that guy,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

You stared at him, your annoyance now flaring up.

“No offense, but you seem like a lot of work—” he broke off at the look on your face. “Ah, marriage is an outdated concept, right?” he said awkwardly.

“Yeah, so is immaturity,” you said, snorting. “Pull it together, dude. No wonder you got fired. No one wants an employee who runs away from the slightest problem.”

Sehun stared at you. “Excuse me? And this is coming from a basically robotic woman, who had to come all the way to Vegas and marry a stranger to realize what a mess her life is?”

You gaped at him. “You know what? I’ll send you a fucking email about the annulment. Have a nice day, asshole.”

“You too,” said Sehun, flicking the quarter out of your fingers. “Hey, we’ll always have Vegas right?” he said, and pushed the coin into the machine, pressing down the lever.

“That was mine,” you said scowling, and turned away to storm off. You stopped in your tracks as a loud buzz went off, accompanied by a horn sounding. You whipped around, only to see everyone cheering and yelling, because someone had just won the jackpot money from the machine.

$2,000,000.

It took a minute for you process what was happening, until Sehun threw his hands up and yelled. “Holy fuck! I’m rich! I’m fucking rich!”

You stared as everyone surrounded him, cheering and congratulating him on his win, and the hotel manager handed him a massive cheque.

Junmyeon and Nat walked over to see what the commotion was about, and their jaws dropped as they saw Sehun standing there with his huge cheque, and equally huge smile on his face.

“That was my quarter,” you said in a daze.

You pushed your way through the throng of people and grabbed the corner of the cheque. Sehun dismissed you with a wave. “I’m the one who pulled the lever. So the money’s mine.”

“Not so fast, baby,” you said, smiling sweetly. “We’re married now, remember? What’s yours is mine.”

You felt a sense of triumph as Sehun’s face dropped with the realization.

“What a lovely way to celebrate our first day of marriage, hm?”

“This is ridiculous,” muttered Sehun as the two of you exited the court back home a week later. It was by some strange coincidence that Sehun lived in the same town as you.

“Yeah, well, we don’t have a choice, do we? It’s either this and a million dollars each, or nothing,” you said, sighing.

The judge had ruled that the two of you had to co-exist and attempt to make the ‘marriage’ work for 6 months before you could finalize the divorce. If either of you didn’t co-operate for that amount of time, the money would be tied up in litigation.

Sehun snorted. “We have to live together? And go to weekly counseling sessions? I can’t believe this is happening.”

You rolled your eyes. “This is obviously worse for me. I can’t imagine what your apartment is like.” “At least I have one. Where’s yours, I wonder? Oh, right, you lived with your cheating boyfriend. Sorry,” said Sehun meanly.

“6 months,” you said under your breath as you walked away. “I can do this.”

“See you tomorrow, wifey,” called Sehun sarcastically from behind you.

Just as you’d expected, Sehun’s apartment was a mess. His dirty laundry was lying pretty much everywhere, the bathroom looked as if it hadn’t been cleaned in weeks, and the refrigerator was stuffed with disgusting junk food.

“I can’t do this,” you moaned, as Nat helped you bring in your stuff. “Think about the 1 million dollars,” she reminded you.

Sehun sauntered out of his room, yawning. “Make yourself at home, sweetheart.”

“This is a pig sty,” you said. It’s one thing if you like a guy and have to put up with stuff like this. But you, I don’t care for. So clean up.”

“Hey, if you have a problem with it, you clean up,” he said shrugging.

So the rest of the day with was spent with you using anti-bacterial wipes and sprays, trying to make the place as accommodating as you possibly could. By the end of the evening, you were exhausted, and all you wanted to do was get a good night’s sleep. You washed up and made your way to where Sehun was lounging in the living room.

“Which one of us is taking the couch?” you asked tiredly. Sehun glanced up at you. “I don’t mind. You can use the bedroom,” he said. “Thanks,” you said awkwardly. “Sweet dreams, then.”

And just like that, the first day co-existence was over. You weren’t sure how many more you could take.

Sure enough, after one week of living together, you were pretty sure you were going to go insane.

Sehun did absolutely nothing the entire day, and seemingly was making no effort to even try and find another job. His logic was that in 6 months, he would be 1 million dollars richer and so didn’t need to work.

But you were still working your ass off at your job, and it pissed you off to come back to a messy apartment with Sehun lying about doing just about jackshit.

And when you told him so, he got annoyed and told you to mind your own business. There was no point in trying to talk to him about anything.

But the two of you put on the biggest show of your lives when you had to visit the marriage counselor. You held hands sweetly, called each other lovable nicknames, and tried your best to make it look like you were in love.

If the counselor thought it looked fake as hell, she didn’t say it.

“You know, if one of you cheated on the other or something, won’t the innocent person get to keep all the money?” asked Nat a few weeks later.

You nearly choked on your coffee. “What did you just say?”

“I mean, think about it. The person who fucks up and ruins the marriage doesn’t get the money. If you could get Sehun to somehow ‘cheat’ on you…”

A lightbulb went off in your head. “Nat, I think you’re onto something here.” Nat smiled smugly. “What say we throw a little party?”

And so the following weekend, without telling Sehun, you invited a bunch—or not really bunch, more like all the girls you knew—over to the apartment. “Remember girls,” you whispered. “Do and try anything to get into his pants. I doubt it’ll be too difficult.”

You felt a little guilty for tricking him like this. But you’d had enough.

And so it was with some sort of sickening satisfaction that you observed Sehun get surrounded by girls as soon as he appeared. He gaped at you. “What the fuck?”

“I just wanted to throw a party,” you said innocently. “I hope that’s okay.”

Sehun went red as a girl ran her hand down his chest. “I know what you’re trying to do,” he said, smiling. “And let me tell you, two can play at this game.”

You feigned ignorance and shrugged. “Have fun!”

But a half hour later, you realized you had underestimated him. Because not only did he manage to avoid making out with even one girl, but he also invited over his own friends.

His very hot friends.

Junmyeon was there, and so were a few others you’d never met. “Whoa, Sehun, this is your wife?” said one of them. “Dude, why the hell are you getting a divorce? She’s hot!”

You went red. Sehun coughed. “Shut up, Baekhyun,” said Junmyeon, smacking the guy who’d spoken in the arm.

This was going to be a long night.

It seemed as though Sehun had instructed his friends to do quite the opposite of what you’d asked your friends to do. Except for Baekhyun, the others avoided you every time you tried to talk to one of them.

You took an angry sip of your beer when the tall, cute one called Chanyeol politely excused himself out of a conversation with you. You locked eyes with Sehun from across the room and he smirked.

The party just got wilder and wilder. Soon enough, the music was blaring loud enough for you to get a headache, and you stumbled into the bathroom for some quiet.

To your surprise, Sehun was sitting there on the closed toilet seat. He raised his eyebrow as you came in.

“Tired already?”

“Not at all,” you lied. “But you must be. This must be so hard for you. Not being able to sleep with any of those girls even though you’re dying to? Go ahead, Sehun. Why don’t you just give in?”

Sehun laughed. “Do you really think I’m dumb enough to cheat on you?”

“I think it’s only a matter of time,” you replied. “Well, you’re wrong,” he said. “I can manage fine without chicks.”

You snorted. “Yeah, okay.”

“Don’t worry about me,” he said, standing up and walking over to you. “I’m a married man. And I am not screwing this thing up.” He was suddenly too close.

You stared up at him, unnerved at his proximity to you. His nose was almost touching yours. “Neither am I, Sehun,” you whispered. “I’m gonna go till the end of this.”

“Till death do us apart,” he said, his voice low. Your heart hammered in your chest.

“Not unless I kill you first.”

After that, it was war. The both of you tried everything possible to sabotage the other.

Sehun shut your alarm off one day, and you couldn’t wake up in time for work. You fumed as you pulled the clothes over yourself in a hurry, not even realizing that Sehun walked right in on you changing.

“Nice grandma panties,” he observed. You threw a pillow at him.

“What happened to the lace ones you wore in Vegas? Those were nice,” he continued, unbothered by your rage.

“I’m saving those for a husband who isn’t a complete jerk,” you snapped. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to be extremely late to work thanks to you.”

“You’re welcome!” he called as you rushed out of the house.

As payback, you decided not to remind Sehun about the meeting with the counselor the next weekend. You sat there smugly as she shook her head at his ‘irresponsibility’.

Sehun looked ready to murder when you went back home. “Real mature, Y/N.” You just shrugged. “Hey, it isn’t my job to remind you. If you really wanted to work on this marriage, you would’ve been there.”

The look on his face was worth everything.

But as the weeks went by, strangely enough, it soon began to feel more like fun than an annoyance. You felt as if you were going crazy.

Because now you were getting used to him. You were just so used to having Sehun around all the time, that a small part of you was dreading when he would no longer be.

You felt as though you would miss him, even his stupid pranks. He’d become some sort of a frenemy to you. Some nights, you’d just sit there and argue on the couch about what movie to watch, and he’d steal all your popcorn. Or you’d make a meal together, fighting but laughing all the while about what ingredients to use.

Once, when you were doubled up in pain from period cramps, he actually went out and got you some painkillers and a tub of ice cream, even though he grumbled about it all the while.

The gesture touched you in a way you’d never imagined. But you were careful not to let Sehun know. There was no point, what with just a few months left of this arrangement. You would be going your two separate ways, each with a million dollars, and would never look back.

You hated to admit to yourself that it was going to hurt.

“It’s your birthday, babes. We’re going out,” said Nat, pulling you out of bed. You groaned. “I think I’ve had enough of your crazy ideas. I hope you realize that the last time I went out to party I got drunk and got married.”

“Sehun, would you please convince your wife to have a little fun on her birthday?” Nat called, ignoring you. Sehun appeared in the doorway. “I didn’t know it was your birthday,” he said. You rolled your eyes. “And the best husband award goes to..”

Sehun shrugged. “I know a great nightclub. Let’s go. You, me, Nat and Junmyeon. It’ll be like Vegas all over again.”

You bit your lip. “That’s exactly what I don’t want it to be like.”

But later that night, you were being dragged along anyway, in a tight black dress you hadn’t worn in ages. You must’ve imagined the way Sehun looked at you, his ears going slightly red at the tips.

You were frankly tired of loud music and alcohol. And so you sat at the bar while Nat when crazy on the dance floor, pulling Junmyeon along with her.

To your surprise, Sehun sat with you. “I don’t like this song,” he said simply. You hid a smile. When had he suddenly got so considerate?

You stirred your mocktail. “Weird, isn’t it? In a month or so we won’t be married anymore.” The words were out of your mouth before you could stop them.

Sehun was silent for a few minutes, and you almost wished you hadn’t said anything.

“Yeah, weird. But we can keep in touch,” he said finally. You nodded awkwardly. “I guess.”

You suddenly felt as though a heavy weight was settling over your chest. The flashing lights and music ringing in your ears were all at once overwhelming.

You stood up abruptly. “I’m gonna go get some air.” You didn’t wait to hear his response, quickly making your way out of the club, pushing through the crowd of people.

Once outside, you took a couple of deep breaths. You had to pull it together. There was no way in hell you were suddenly getting feelings for Sehun. You were not going to let it happen.

“Y/N?”

You turned at the mention of your name. And felt your whole body freeze.

It was him. The man you’d vowed never to see ever again. The man you’d wasted a year of your life with, only to have him break your heart. You automatically took a step back.

He held his arms up defensively. “I just want to talk.” “I don’t want to hear anything you have to say,” you spat. “You don’t get to fuck other girls and then expect me believe anything you say.”

“Whoa. It was one girl. And it was an accident. You know that. I was stressed out, drunk—”

You gaped at him. “So? I’ve been stressed too, asshole. That didn’t mean I cheated on you. You’re pathetic.”

“I know, and I’m sorry. I just-I saw you here and everything came back to me. Seeing you looking so good, it just—I want you back,” he said, taking a step towards you, grabbing your hand.

You tried to snatch away from his grip. “Let go of me.”

“Not until you let me make it up to you,” he said, pulling you closer. You shoved him in the chest, but he didn’t budge. You felt sudden fear wash over you. You just wanted to get away from him and his disgusting touch.

And then suddenly, he was being pulled away from you by someone strong, stumbling backward. Your eyes widened as you saw who it was. “What the fuck are you doing?” asked Sehun calmly, looking at him levelly in the eye.

Your ex-boyfriend roughly pulled his arm away. “Why the fuck do you care?” he sneered. “Did he hurt you?” asked Sehun, looking at you. You shook your head, swallowing.

Your ex stared at you. “Who is this guy, Y/N?” Before you could reply, Sehun spoke. “I’m her husband,” he said, smiling. “So you better get the fuck away from her.”

He gaped at Sehun. And then at you. And then he laughed. “This is a joke, right? You’re telling me you left me and then immediately found this guy to fuck and marry? Shit, Y/N. I underestimated you. I didn’t think you were such a slu—”

He was cut off by Sehun punching him square in the jaw. “Oh my god, Sehun, stop!” you yelled, grabbing him to pull him back. Your ex-boyfriend’s eyes were alive in rage as he swung forward, aiming for Sehun’s face, but he ducked in time.

Just then, as if a godsend, Junmyeon ran out of the club, panting. “Hey, hey! Break it up, man,” he said, quickly stepping between the two men. Sehun’s face was calm, like it always was, but you could see the silent fury in his eyes.

Your ex spat on the ground, his lip bleeding. “You’re fucking crazy. All of you.” “Get lost,” you said in a low voice. “I mean it. I don’t want to ever see you again.”

And then you were pulling Sehun with you and walking away, Junmyeon following behind.

You winced as Sehun slammed the door of the apartment shut. “What a fucking asshole,” he muttered, throwing himself onto the couch.

“Thanks for sticking up for me back there,” you said, awkwardly sitting down next to him. He rolled his eyes. “You don’t need to thank me. It was just my first instinct. To protect you.”

You felt a blush creep up onto your cheeks. To your astonishment, Sehun also went red, as if he was surprised at his words.

“Look, I know this is probably going to sound really strange, but I don’t think I want this divorce any more,” he blurted.

You stared at him in shock. “What do you mean?”

“I mean I think I want to stay married. To you,” he said, turning away in embarrassment. “But why?” you asked, bewildered. Was there a chance...?

“I like you, okay?” said Sehun abruptly. “I like annoying you, and I like fighting with you, and I like sitting here doing nothing with you. This sounds cheesy as fuck, but it’s true. Yo-you make me happy. Even though I know I probably don’t show it at all.”

You started to smile. “I don’t want the divorce either. I want to try and make this work. Our marriage is probably the most unconventional and crazy thing that has ever happened in my incredibly boring life so far. I never realized how much I needed someone like you, Sehun.”

He started to laugh. “I seriously did not think it would come to this. What the hell do we tell the court now?”

“That we somehow fell in love over 6 months and decided to stay together?” you suggested. Sehun raised an eyebrow. “Did you just say the L-word?”

“Maybe,” you said, feeling dangerous as you scooted closer to him. He tilted his head slightly, his lips inches from yours.

“I don’t know how long I’ve held back,” he murmured, and then his lips were on yours, and your heart was alive.

When you pulled away from the kiss, breathless, you felt as though every nerve in your body was on fire. “Well, what do you want to do with 2 million dollars?” you asked, dazed. Sehun smirked. “Late honeymoon?” You giggled. “We really won the jackpot, didn’t we?”

“I know I did,” said Sehun. “I won you.”

You burst out laughing. “Dude, if you don’t stop being so sappy I might have to re-think that divorce.”

Sehun just grinned.

“I guess what happens in Vegas doesn’t really stay in Vegas, does it?”

A/N: I really really hoped you liked it as much as I loved writing it! Seriously, this was so much fun to imagine! Please do send me your thoughts :)

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