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chaseatinydream · 3 years

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snakes, cats and dogs || c.s (atz)

➵ pairing: reader x choi san (ateez)

➵ word count: 2831

➵ genre: hogwarts au; rivals to lovers

➵ synopsis: at the rate things are going, hogwarts is going to become a zoo

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You don’t think it’s a secret to anyone that you hate Choi San.

Alright, perhaps hate would be too strong of a word. Choi San is annoying. He pisses you off. He’s like a pesky little fly that buzzes in your ear and lands in your soup but you can never catch, he’s just that.

Annoying.

Really, really annoying.

You sigh, shaking back the sleeves of your robes to look at the time. A glance at the watch sitting on your left wrist tell you that it’s time for prefect patrol, getting up from the plush leather seats of the common room, you bid the Giant Squid goodbye with a weary wave as it slinks past the windows, basked in the ghostly green glow.

Stepping out of the doorway, you tuck your hands into your pockets, the dungeons can get a little chilly, especially at night, and you’re not in the mood to catch a cold at this time of the year. There are exams to be taken and you can’t afford to fall sick now. With a soft hum, you head to the Great Hall to meet up with the other prefect on duty tonight.

Tonight, Kim Hongjoong is waiting for you with a cup of hot chocolate in hand, feet swinging back and forth gently, perched on very end of the Ravenclaw table, bundled up in a warm knitted blue scarf. The sixth year is one of your good friends, having started off as a good mentor for your studies, as uncommon as inter-house friendships sounded.

He waves warmly the second he sees you step into the Great Hall with a soft, secretive smile, the massive school is entirely quiet and empty, completely yours. There’s magical feeling in the air when your footsteps echo in the silence of the hall, the air so often filled with chatter and laughter now hushed and drowsy with slumber.

“Good night to you.” Hongjoong raises his mug in some sort of greeting and you laugh quietly, taking a seat on the bench next to him. He slides a cup over to you as well and you sip it, letting the sweet warmth spread from the tip of your tongue down to your toes. “It’s cold. Didn’t you bring a scarf?”

“I didn’t think I would have Apparated to the North Pole the second I left the Common Room, but by then I was too lazy to go back and get it.” You shrug and Hongjoong chuckles, he’s used to your careless attitude. “I’m alright. I’ll just finish up patrol, head back to the dorms and defrost in front of the fireplace before I go to bed. Anyways, I’m sure running after him will get my body temperature up.”

At the sheer thought of him, your face pulls into a scowl.

Hongjoong winces in sympathetically. “That kid still giving you the run for your money, huh?”

“He’s so... ugh!” You complain, slamming your mug down on the table for added impact. Luckily for you, it’s already completely empty, its contents having all gone down your throat. “I just spot him sneaking out in the corridors all the time and I’m not fast enough to catch him! He’s as slippery as a snake, honestly!”

An amused smile curves Hongjoong’s lips. “Aren’t you a Slytherin too? Moreover, didn’t you use to slip out at night after curfew too last year?”

You pause, scowling, it’s too late for your mind to be working at this hour. “I... yeah, but I’m supposed to be a prefect now. It’s... it’s a pride thing. If he keeps escaping me it’s like a taunt in my face. I’ve never even seen him do anything, but he’s just there.”

Hongjoong does laugh this time, his melodious voice ringing throughout the Great Hall.

“Alright. How about we get to patrol fast so you don’t become a walking icicle by the time you return to bed?” He raises a chocolate warmed hand to pinch your cheek playfully and you laugh, batting his hand away, your bad mood instantly gone. “I take the eastern side and you take the other?”

“Howdy, Future Head Boy.” You salute and he pushes you in the arm with a laugh, you set down the mug; the house elves will clear it later for you. The two of you get up and start walking out of the Hall, Hongjoong making small talk with you about Transfiguration and the latest Quidditch match. After he makes you promise to attempt to stop San from sabotaging the semifinals (Ravenclaw against Hufflepuff), you wave and part ways.

The hallways are ghostly silent as usual, and by that you mean deathly silent aside from the mad cackling of Peeves in one of the upper classrooms. With a sigh, you slide a hand into your pocket to rest on your wand, ready to cast an Obscurio charm on the poltergeist in case he’s round the next bend. Slytherins aren’t known for being resourceful for nothing, and you guess that you’re one of the only people to know that the blinding spell works on ghosts as well.

Making your usual rounds, you scale the stairs, careful to make sure that the whimsical staircases aren’t about to move before hopping up the steps as fast as you can. And just as your foot touches the floor, you hear the groan of the staircase moving behind you; there goes your fastest way back to the dorms. With a sigh, wishing that you’d thought to bring a scarf, you step forward... and hear a strange, muffled noise.

You frown.

Pulling out your wand with cold numbed fingers, you move towards the noise, you’ve heard the basilisk stories and whatnot about werewolf professors. While you’re pretty confident in your dueling capabilities, having been invited to join the Dueling Club in your third year, you don’t want to risk anything. So, warily, you inch closer and closer to the end of the corridor, the shadows being cast by the windows in the light of the full moon really aren’t helping your paranoia, and you keep Protego on the tip of your tongue, ready to blast a Shield Charm at the first sight of danger as you round the corner-

“Woof!”

Huh?

You poke your head around the pillar and make a face, to your surprise, it’s a Shiba Inu sitting there, tail wagging excitedly. Your stare continues even as it barks a joyous little sound and runs circles around you, tongue lolling out - you’re pretty sure dogs are not on the list of approved pets in Hogwarts, and that you should report it to the teachers immediately, but...

But you’ve always had a massive weakness for dogs, and from the way this one keep pawing your legs excitedly, it likes you too! You can’t help but feel your heart fill with warmth.

“Hey there, little guy.” You murmur, getting on one knee to crouch in front of the dog, immediately it licks your hand vigorously, barking the entire time. It rubs its head against your palm and nuzzles its snout into the folds of your robes, as if searching for treats. “How did you get here?”

“Woof!” The dog barks brightly in reply, and unluckily for you, you don’t speak a word of dog. However, lady fortune shines upon to you tonight, there’s a noise down the hallway you’d just come down and you rise to your feet instantly, wand already out even before you realise.

“Shiber?” You hear a voice calling, and to your glee (and perhaps annoyance) you realise that it’s Choi San’s voice. Then you frown and glance down at the Shiba Inu at your feet, who’s still panting happily and looking up at you. Why on earth is San looking for his cat at this hour of the night?

You ignore it, however, and merely wait for your prey to round the corner. Finally you will catch him, finally you can stop running after him, and finally-

The dog runs out and you barely manage to fight down your gasp, berating the dog mentally for startling you, but before you can get upset, you hear San cry out in happiness.

“Shiber! Thank goodness I found you!” He says, sounding relieved and there’s a series of short barks in reply, and to say you’re confused is an understatement. You wrack your mind, desperately, trying to pull the frazzled pieces of your mind together, it’s eleven at night and it’s too cold for this. Isn’t Shiber a cat?

“Why did you run away, huh?” San’s voice turns scolding now and you keep silent, still utterly confused about this. You’re pretty sure San either had some wrong mushrooms at dinner or he’s just plain sleepwalking right now, until you hear the next words that leave his lips. “What would have happened if any of the professors were walking around at night and found out that you’re actually a dog, Shiber?”

For a second, you simply make a face, mind trying to fire its remaining cylinders in the cold. And then your mouth falls open, and it clicks.

Shiba Inu. Shiber. Shiba Inu. Shiber. It makes so much sense now.

“Choi San, you have a dog?” You say, incredulously as you round the corner. San almost leaps five feet into the air in shock, as if you’re Sirius Black out for his blood, with an incriminating Shiber clutched tightly to his chest. Now that you look at the Shiba Inu a little more clearly, you can see where the coloring of its fur matches that of its feline form, the coat is of the same shade, the ears twitch in exactly the same way. ”Oh my god, that’s some high level Transfiguration skills right there-”

Before you can say another word, San pins you to the wall, one hand pressed urgently against your mouth and you make a noise of protest, smacking his arm hard indignantly. “Yah!”

“Shh!” He hushes you immediately, glancing around warily as if looking out for something. Of course you don’t listen to him - what does he think he’s doing - opting instead for flailing about in a bid to get free but he’s too strong, deceptively lean arms hiding well toned biceps and forearms.

“You can’t just do this to your house prefect!” You protest against his palm, the sentence coming out more like a garbled string of incomprehensible noises rather than anything resembling real words. He ignores you, you feel your fury spike up and you’re ready to stab him in the eye with your wand when he turns to look at you, he’s very close, way too close.

“Shh! What if a teacher walks past?” He whispers fiercely into your ear, a scowl replacing his usual, devil-may-care grin. You give him and death glare and kick him in the kneecap, but he doesn’t budge in the least. Rolling your eyes, you lean away as far as you can from him, there’s nowhere to go but the warmth of his forearm cushioning your back from the stone wall, it burns through your thin robes and an unwilling flush rises to your cheeks.

“Then you’ll get detention like you should!” You hiss in reply, trying to wriggle out of his grip. “And then get into trouble for bringing a dog into school, like you’re supposed to!”

San’s face go white the second those words leave your mouth, than to your absolute shock he grabs your hands pleadingly, wringing them back and forth with a frantic look on his face.

“You can’t tell.”

“What can’t I tell?” You grumble, suddenly immensely awkward, you weren’t expecting him to do this in the least, and immediately contrive to extricate yourself from the social train wreck as fast as possible. “Choi San. Choi San, let go of me!”

“You can’t tell the professors.” San says almost desperately, subconsciously pressing forward in his distress, and you make a face as you try to back away, whoa, whoa, whoa, personal bubble, boy! “Please!”

“I’m a prefect, I can’t just let you get away with stuff like that.” You snap, still trying to pull away from him. “What, the worst thing they can do is send Shiber back to your parents, it’s not like the school will turn him into hot dog or something-”

“They won’t.” San tells you, and for the first time you hear the edge of desperation and sheer, undiluted fear in his voice, his hand gripping your impossibly tight. “But my parents will.”

It’s no secret to the whole school that Choi San is practically nobility, even among the Slytherins. He’s the only son borne of a marriage between two aristocratic families. Power, prestige, wealth, he has it all, and even his money has its own prestige, it’s old money, businesses and trades that have been passed down the generations. And his parents wouldn’t take care of one dog?

“Wait.” You pause, giving him a confused look. “You mean... your parents didn’t give you the dog? How did you get it?”

“I rescued him from Hogsmeade.” He says, finally removing his hands from you, belatedly, you realise that you miss the warmth of his hands, goosebumps immediately racing across your skin where his skin once touched yours. “It was winter of our third year, and I found him in an alleyway behind Knockturn Alley, freezing and starving to death. I figured his previous owner must have abandoned him, so I brought him back with me to the castle... they aren’t allowed in the school, so I transfigured him to look like a cat... but he still barks sometimes and-”

“Explains your weird ass cat.” You realise, unable to believe how long you’ve been fooled for two whole years. “You mean this kind of Transfiguration in Year Three? All on your own?”

San at least has the conscience to look a little guiltily, scratching at his head awkwardly. “Well I... I did ask Mcgonagall to give me advanced lessons meant for the Year Sixes, that’s how I-”

You hold up a hand, sighing. “Okay, okay, I get it, you’re genius.” San opens his mouth to protest but then you crouch in front of Shiber, who’s still barking cheerfully, one hand coming up to scratch the fur around the ruff of his neck. “You say your parents won’t take him in? Then what do you do during winter break when you go back to your home?”

“Not home, house.” San corrects you immediately, a dark shadow crossing his face the second the words pass his lips and you feel a twinge of sympathy. Even for a Half Blood (one of the only to ever get in Slytherin, you might add) yourself, you've heard of the notoriety of the nobles and are lucky not to be one of them yourself. “Wooyoung takes him back with him to his family in the Muggle world but...” He pauses, looking slightly upset. “I don’t want to cause more trouble to his family than I already have...”

Slytherins are well known for being skilled in getting others to do what they want through any means possible. Whether it be emotional manipulation, underhanded, subtle pressurizing or completely shameless, full blown threatening, the means don’t matter, only the end. The lot of you are Slytherins, after all, and to each his own. San might be just trying to play you along like a puppet on a string, but still, you have nothing to lose by allowing him to keep his pet (you do have a weak spot for the small cat... uhh, dog).

However, you can’t just let this opportunity slide past you, it’s simply not in your nature to do so. “Well...” You drag out the word, pretending to consider this carefully and rubbing your chin. “I can’t just let you get away with doing something like this...” Your sentence trails off meaningfully and San’s eyes widen minutely, before he pauses to look at you more carefully with a guarded expression.

“What do you want from me?” He asks cautiously. Will it be money, an invitation to one of those prestigious galas that his parents host but he never wants to go to, or something even more exorbitant? Instead, you shrug carelessly. He’s a Slytherin, you’re a Slytherin. The two of you are birds of the same feather, or well, in this case, snakes of the same scale, and he knows that no Slytherin will ever in their right mind do a favour for a stranger without a reward.

“Nothing at the moment. How about you owe me a favor?” You say, with a cheeky grin, fingers reaching down to stroke your fingers through the dog’s fur. San takes a moment to think, looking down at Shiber, the dog barks happily and wags its tail at its master.

The he sighs, nods and turns to you. “Fine.” You smile triumphantly, hold out your hand, a grin playing on your lips.

“Deal?”

“Deal.”

And that’s the beginning of it all.

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vickylamore · 3 years

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She Was Different

Choi Jongho x Female Reader

Tokyo Ghoul AU

Angst.

Inspired by Remember by KATIE and Different by WOODZ.

Notes: its 7 am and I want to sleep. Not my best work but I had an idea and just wrote it lmak.

Warnings: death, really short, unedited.

Coffee was the first drink he'd try that never made him throw up. It was suggested by his leader and he's stuck with it ever since.

But he's pretty horrible at making coffee himself and it never truly replicates the sweet yet bitter smell and the firewood like earthly taste of her coffee shop across the university.

It was different. She was different, it's what Jongho kept telling himself. She was, she had to be.

You were sweet and innocent like an angel ascended from heaven. You were literally God's work, unlike himself, a merciless monster. Your eyes brimmed with so much hope and joy, one that could easily be shattered and twisted into sorrow before anyone could blink.

She was different.

The first time Jongho had met you was when he wanted to try out the newest coffee shop down the block, you just so happened to be the owner. He was cautious at first, everyone knows that ghouls lurked in the empty and solemn alleyways to catch their next prey, your shop was next to a few, making it dangerous at night.

But the more he got to know you, the easier he understood your carefree and adventurous personality, your YOLO mindset and your upbeat attitude. You were nice but fierce, something Jongho never expected from the girl who worked the shop down the block.

She was different.

The first time you both had a conversation was when you bonded over a book and the smile, God the smile that laced your face was a picture in Jongho’s mind, one he'd never erase. So bright, so beautiful, so perfect.

The first time his group mates saw both of you together, they told him to stay away. Hongjoong made it clear,

"Get rid of her," Jongho still remembers the coldness and hatred tones to his leader's voice as he peered over the warehouse railing, eyes bloodshot red. "She'll be a distraction, she'll make you weak. If you don't, I'll do it myself."

The rest of the members ignored his requests when he wanted them to meet you. Idiot, human-lover and all sorts of names were thrown at him. He didn't care though, he shouldn't because he had you.

She was different.

But Jongho underestimated one thing from his leader; that he never goes back on his words. Hongjoong had given him nearly three months to make you run away, you only drew closer to the youngest ghoul.

You would go on dates, trips and walks. You'd talk about everything and anything like both of you were long lost soulamtes, an admiration behind his eyes everytime he smiled into your eyes and you his.

He found you, a human, who made his life now only better but also complete. No one thought that an human and a ghoul would be together, let alone for à long time.

But all good things come to an end.

She was different after all. She was human after all. She was perfect… after all.

Jongho had locked himself inside his room, his kagune walls and pillows, eyes blurring with tears and shining a red hue as he cried. His hands holding his head, he cried over and over again.

Although she was perfect in Jongho’s eyes, but Hongjoong had enough. Either he was already in a horrible mood or he was fed up with Jongho’s stalling, the younger would never know.

He'd never know why Hongjoong snapped your neck in half.

He didn't know why he did it, whether to teach him a lesson more acceptable than other thoughts. But it didn't hurt any less, not while the defining crack echoed through the empty park, not while he caught you and cried, not while he sobbed against your cold body, wishing you to come back.

"It was for your own good," his words irking him, if tonight. "I did what I had to do to keep you and everyone here. Ghouls don't mix with humans and humans don't mess with ghouls."

But he wanted to, Jongho wanted to so much. He wanted to be with you every second of every minute. He didn't want to be alone, but he saw.

He sobbed in his room, his eyes red and raging in anger as well as sullen in grief and sorrow. He never unstood why Hongjoong did what he did, he'll never forget, not while he's alive.

You were the one he trusted, the one he yerned for and wanted. You trusted him to protect you and now he was grieving in his room, calling out your name like you would appear and comfort.

Comfort, support, love. The things you gave him because you were you. You didn’t deserve to die, you were supposed to keep living but you were you.

Jongho sobbed, the only souvenir he had of you was the coffee mug you gave him as a gift. He clung onto the mug, pressing it against his chest as more tears stained his shirt, leaving teardrop droplets.

"Im sorry," he whispered while banging his head on the door. "Im so sorry."

She died because she was different from the others. She died because Jongho was different too. Too different to be with a human, too different to be a human-lover…

She died because she was different, and he was too different for her.

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baileys-aurora · 4 years

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Under the Surface

Ateez x Reader (fem), Mermaid/ Pirate AU

Part 1/?

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: Suggestive, cursing

A/N: First post, super nervous :) Hope you will enjoy <3

The day started out as every other, secure the reef barriers and scout the surface for lingering vessels. However, when you reached your home everything changed, “It’s time y/n” your mother said without even looking at you. “No, it’s not, I still have a few years.” you replied with a small voice, hoping she would drop the situation. “You are in your prime age right now, perfect for baring children.” “and what if I don’t want children?” you asked staring her in her eyes now. “Our family will end” she said coldly not backing down to the intense eye contact. “I've heard there will be a ship coming from the east tomorrow from the scouts, and apparently there are a few eligible men on there.” “Mom! I can’t believe you are telling your daughter to seduce a strange man I’m never going to see again!” “don’t be selfish and think what your stubbornness is doing to our family name! All my friends are already grandmothers and I’m not! All of them!” her voice cracking at the end, showing she was crying even though no one can see the tears. “Fine” you mumbled and glided slowing towards her to embrace her, “please stop crying, the ocean is already salty enough” “thank you” was the last thing said between the two for the rest of the day.

“Hongjoong!” San yelled from the crow’s nest, “we are approaching the reefs!” “shit.” San mumbled as already saw a few tails in the distance as the new day’s sunlight simmers on the water, scales reflecting light in all directions. “It’s starting!” Wooyoung yelled as he gathered everyone to below the deck of the ship. Besides San high in the air and Hongjoong behind the wheel. Ever so slightly voices of enchantment became stronger, as they sailed straight into it.

“Shit” you cursed at yourself when realizing it was time to surface, while leaving you have never seen your mother so happy, practically sparkles in her eyes at the hopes of becoming a grandma. All you could do is show a small smile while leaving, on the way to the surface you could see the huge shadow of a ship coming along with multiple tails whipping around. “This is pointless, there are too many here already”. Once you broke the surface, deafening sounds were heard, you wondered how humans thought it was so enchanting when really it was awful sounding, voice cracks and all. You needed to stand out, swimming towards a rock barely out of the water farther away from the ship then the others were, you slowly slid up it and waited.

San and Hongjoong both took precautions and have worn ear plugs prior to entering the area. “how do you think they are managing?” Yeosang asked the rest of the crew down under. “Hongjoong probably fine, San on the other hand probably took his ear plugs out.” Jongho joked. “All clear!” they heard from the above. While they were exiting, San was climbing down from his spot with a pale face, avoiding eye contact and walking to the other side of the boat as everyone just quietly laughed behind him. “looks like I was right” Jongho laughed, “he heard a small bit” Hongjoong sighed climbing down the latter. “Yunho, take over after Seonghwa.” “yes sir” he replied smiling knowing he was also slightly affected.

Perfect you thought to yourself as the boat came closer and the crew looked relaxed. as the side got closer you spotted your prey, his arms leaning against the side rails and heard hanging low. you semi hide yourself behind the rock, so you are not spotted before hearing range. And finally, you started singing catching his attention immediately but being quiet enough not to alert the others on deck. His eyes staring straight at you as his lips began to twitch upwards, and you knew you had him, continuing your melody as you swam closer and eventually reaching up towards him as he reaches for you too. slowly he drags you on board falling backwards from the weight of your tail. landing on top of him you wasted no time to start kissing the poor boy down his neck causing some whimpers out of him as he tilts his head, so you have better access. You cannot believe this is something you’re doing, you felt so guilty assaulting this poor man without his consent first. Slowly as the light breeze washed over you your tails slowly dried transforming into long sculpted legs. However, it was our first time transforming so it was uncomfortable and unstable. Looks like the deed will have to be done here so you can get back to the water after.

“Where did Hongjoong disappear too? I’ve checked his cabin already and he wasn’t there.” Mingi asked to no one in particular. “Last time I saw him he seemed to need some alone time” Yunho joked out. “I will walk around deck and look for him” Seonghwa voiced. As he made his way to the front of the boat, he saw Hongjoong dangling his feet over the water looking at nothing but the water as the sun began to set. Little did they know what was about to happen just around the next corner of the ship. However, a thump was heard and peaked their curiosity. “Who was that?” Hongjoong whispered with caution and he silently stood up and began to sneak around the corner, maybe we would find someone passed out drunk or a pitiful San sulking from the events of today. Instead he became frozen when he turned the corner, last thing he was expecting was San underneath a naked woman as she attacked his neck with her mouth. To shocked to even process they have no women on their ship or that he was obviously out of it since he was doing this in the open. Coming up behind Hongjoong, Seonghwa realized what was happening way sooner than the faded red-haired boy in front of him.

Continuing your assault with your mouth and began to move downwards hoping this is how humans usually do things. However, before you could go too far something was draped over your exposed body and dragged you off the blonde hair boy who was still in a daze until a red-haired boy approached him to snap him out of it. You were terrified, trying to get out of the man grasp that was strong and get back to the water, your home. You didn’t scream knowing it would bring more men over here. Thrashing around you were able to break free and shove the man a few feet away, trying to get up and failed as your weak legs gave up and you collapsed again scooting backwards against the railing “Please, I’m so sorry just let me go, I’m so sorry, please don’t kill me.” you kept repeating while stories of what happened to missing mermaids played through you head. Hongjoong was finally able to get his composer back as a strong leader and stood in front of you before squatting down to meet your eye level, “oh sweetheart, why would we kill something that would bring us such a pretty price on the market? Mermaid is high in demand these days. Although, I usually ignore those things how could I when you have assaulted one of my dear friends here.” he said looking back at the blonde-haired boy whose face was the color of a lobster. your eyes widening “please, not the market, I will do anything, just please don’t take me to the market!” you cried, the red haired boy seemed unfazed as he looked at the boy who held me from escaping, “Take her to the cell below deck and make sure to wear ear phones while down there.” “right away”

He picked the material from earlier and handed it to you, “stand up” he said not looking at you, “I-I Can’t” you replied looking at your legs. “Then at least cover yourself up and give me your hand” he responded, doing as he said you wrapped your body in the cloth and looked up at him while stretching your hand out absolutely terrified. As you approached the main deck all eyes landed on you some looking you up and down while others just stared. “Whose this pretty lady?” an older man slurred stumbling towards you, “I haven’t been with a women since I joined this crew, I bet you are amazing” he continued as you just looked at the floor, “fuck off” the boy holding you up retorted shoving the guy hard enough with one hand to make him fall over. “Where did she come from?” a bunch of handsome men asked at once. “Ask San” was all he said as he continued to drag you down to the lower deck. So, his name was San. He opened the cell and gently placed you down so you wouldn’t hurt yourself, “I will be back with some clothes don’t cause any trouble...please” he said before turning the corner.

“Are you ok?” Hongjoong keeled down in front of San with worry in his eyes. “y-yeah” was all he could respond from the shock of what just happened, “good... then what the actual fuck just happened?” “I Don’t know, the last thing I remember was a shadow on a rock and a feeling I’ve never felt before... even when we cross over reefs it’s never felt like that before.” San replied putting his face in his hands. “Are you really planning to sell her to the market? Isn’t that to extreme? Even for you.” “I don’t know it was the first thing I could think of besides death and I didn’t want to kill anyone tonight.” he continued, “I should probably talk with her in the morning and figure something out” he sighed standing up. “do not go under deck without ear plugs in, especially you” was the last thing Hongjoong said to San before walking off. Wooyoung was the first to approach San when he returned to the main deck. The first thing San noticed was Woo’s eyes trained on his neck, “um I think you got a little something right there” he joked as he saw Sans face flush with redness, and that was all Wooyoung needed to confirm what he figured happened. On the other hand, San was already making his escape to the crow’s-nest.

“Here” the boy said as he gave you some fabrics, “they are mine so don’t worry, no weird dude will approach you in these.” he said before turning around. He seemed to be a gentleman, just met under the wrong circumstances. “Thank you” you replied with a small voice, “I’m sorry for what I did.” “then why do it in the first place?” he scoffed, “I had to, I didn’t want to” as he turned around to look back at her he immediately looked up with pink tinting his cheeks, “what’s wrong?” you asked with genuine concern, “why are you still not dressed? I gave you enough time” “I did my best” if best was just wrapping your boobs with his shirt. “Do you not know how to wear clothes?” “yes” you scoffed, “my chest is covered” He sighed and laughed a little while shaking his head, “Never mind, do you see how I’m dressed? Legs in the pants and the shirt completely on?” “y-yes?” “ok now try again” he said turning his back against you again. This time when he turned back around you looked better, but the shirt was on backwards, and he is debating even telling you but then decided to just take matters into his own hands, walking into the cell eyeing you as if you were dangerous. “What?” you ask innocently looking up slightly at him, “come here so I can fix your shirt” “oh ok” as he was lifting the shirt up someone came down the stairs, “Seonghwa! Don’t fall for it she already got to San!” the man exclaimed. You immediately slapped the man known as Seonghwa away and backed up into the cell trying to prove it wasn’t you and you didn’t deserve the market. “Don’t be ridiculous Wooyoung, I was helping her with her shirt.” “sureee” he said eyeing you, “she was probably playing dumb on purpose, it’s what women do” “I swear I didn’t do anything, please believe me” you chocked up almost crying, “I don’t want to go to the market.”

After calming down from the air high in the sky San slowly made his decent to the main deck. By the moon it looked to be around two in the morning. He slowly made his way below deck so no one would wake up. once he reached his bunk, soft whispering was heard from the cell area. Shivers going down his spine as he slowly approached the cell peaking around the corner, he found the girl balled up, whispering to herself, “you are going to be ok, you are going to be ok” over and over again. When you sensed a presence, you lifted your head slowly being afraid of what the person would want from you. However, when you recognized the person as San your head shot up and he looked scared, “I’m so sorry I did that to you, please don’t take me to the market.” you said with watery eyes, at that his scared expression turned into a guilty one. “It’s ok, I don’t think you will go to the market, Joong isn’t that hard on pretty girls.” He laughed while slowly approaching the cell. “However, if what you pulled earlier today repeats, you’re a goner, as he is not a big fan of liars.” “it won’t, I promise” you replied sitting in silence for a while, “you are a smart one, my guard was completely down when you approached me” he sighed “as if, I couldn’t even get away because I’ve never used my legs before.” His dark brown eyes looked up at you when you said that, “was I the first person you seduced?” sounding entertained by this matter know. “Yeah but trust me I never would have done it if I had a choice” with that he seemed a little offended “ouch, you really knew how to hurt a man” he said while slightly laughing. “Why did you not have a choice?” he continued before you could apologize for sounding so harsh. “I needed a child to continue my families name, and my mom has been crying a lot recently because she is afraid, I will not give her a grandchild, so I thought I would just give her what she wants.” “I’m sorry that pressure is on you, but can we backtrack to the child thing? Your plan was for me to get you pregnant and then just disappears back into the water?” “Well yeah, it’s what all mermaids do, their child will always be females and the process continues.” San shook his head and looked back at you with his intense eyes, “If I were to ever become a dad I would want to know and be present in the child’s life.” “really?” You said with hope, “do you think my father thinks the same way?” San looked at you with a different expression this time, maybe sadness? “I’m sure he does.”

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noonas-kpop-fix · 4 years

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Raise me up Take me up

Hi, I’m not completely sure how long this took me but I went over it a thousand times. (Also at work) Lmao that awkward moment when your coworkers keep coming into your office while you’re working on a smut 😂

It’s an Ateez sleepover 😂

Anyways enjoy my first Yeosang smut while I work on my other softer one.

It was late in the night while everyone slept in the other room, minus myself. I stayed in my room with bloodshot eyes unable to get a wink of sleep.

Yeosang had been giving me these looks the whole day and I had his gaze engraved in my mind. It wasn’t anger, it wasn’t indifference, frustration maybe? I let it be for now..

We had been secretly dating for the past couple of months and nobody had known this. We just wanted to have a bit of privacy, we would tell everyone eventually..

Yeosang was wide awake, he lay on his side with something clearly bothering him so much that it could not wait until tomorrow. He kept re-watching a story Hongjoong had posted of him and me with a cute cat filter on his story. It was only a photo but it was getting under Yeosang’s skin. He got up as silent as possible and snuck into my room closing and locking the door behind him.

I looked over seeing a slim shadow at my door immediately knowing it was him.

“Yeo-! ” I suddenly shut my mouth remembering the members in the other room.

He stood tall in the moonlit room, eyes watching me closely.

He approached me then planted one knee on my bed then the other and crawled over me.

His neck hung down, eyes watching me as if I were his prey.

“Yeosang - what-?” I tried keeping the volume as low as possible.

“Noona, why do you always get so close to Hongjoong, hm?” he traced my waist with his fingers moving up lifting my shirt.

I felt his cold touch graze my skin making me wince from the contact.

His eyes were full of desire and jealousy, a mix that made Yeosang lose his composure and sense of what’s right and what’s wrong, causing him to act on impulse.

The carnal lust that radiated from his eyes had me shaking beneath him.

My breathing quickened, becoming heavier each time I exhaled.

“W-wait” I stopped his wandering hand from reaching my breasts that were just below my loose black shirt.

He watched me curiously, keeping the intensity in his eyes like a lion hunting its prey.

“Yeosang, Hongjoong is just a friend”

A low sigh was followed by silence. His dark orbs that peeked through his black hair penetrated into me so deep, I was paralyzed. The shadows blending into his striking pale skin made him appear almost vampire-like. His eyes softened for a brief moment then became dark again with a mischievous smirk forming on his lips.

He took my hands and pinned them up over my head and leaned into my ear.

“Noona, I just want you to remember one thing..” his words were drenched in desire hitting the nape of my neck sending goosebumps through my entire body.

He dipped his head lower and began leaving slow, sensual kisses on my neck.

His other hand crept below me pushing my shorts down caressing the curve of my butt before giving it a squeeze then moved down to my burning heat.

“So wet already” he mumbled biting his lip turning him on more.

My breath hitched and the moan that escaped me was drowned out by Yeosang’s hungry lips.

“Mm-mph” my free hand clawed onto the back of Yeosang’s black muscle shirt pulling on it.

I felt him smirk through his kisses.

“Shh, Noona, everyone is sleeping” he purred gliding his tongue around the inside of my mouth drawing out another hesitant moan from me that echoed into his mouth.

His fingers slowly swirled inside of me sending small jolts of pleasure that only teased me.

I squeezed my thighs together in a weak attempt of stopping him with the fear that I wouldn’t be able to contain the volume of my moans for long.

“Noona~ you need to open up for me, okay?~"he cooed into my lips.

His tongue slipped its way into my mouth, overtaking mine in seconds.

I kissed him back with the same hunger as his, if not more.

Under the circumstances he knew he had complete control of me and he loved it. He loved dominating me, it seemed to boost his ego knowing that I was wrapped around his finger. One would never think Yeosang was like this since he appears so shy and innocent the majority of the time on camera, but as soon as jealousy strikes his demeanor changes.

My knees weakened and I let go.

"Good girl Noona ~”

His fingers began to go faster and I rolled my hips into his motions.

“How does that feel Noona, huh?” His voice was so cocky.

My thoughts were so clouded by pleasure that I couldn’t think straight.

“Fffuck Y-yeosang..so good-” I groaned into his dominant lips.

“Are you going to cum for me Noona? Hm?” he hummed nipping the edge of my bottom lip with his teeth.

The vibration of his words with his quickening pace was driving me over the edge. I could feel my ultimate high approaching fast. His fingers kept hitting every sweet spot until I reached my climax clenching my thighs into his hand, spilling all over his beautiful fingers.

A low grunt came out of him as he felt my arousal dripping onto him.

My head fell back as I cursed Yeosang’s name through gritted teeth still aware of the members asleep in the other room.

Yeosang pulled his coated fingers out of me and sucked them off clean, making the most lewd sounds possible while keeping his eyes on me.

He leaned down pressing his body tightly on mine planting a quick sloppy kiss on my lips and I tasted myself on him.

“Good girl~”

I felt his hardened member through his sweats poke my abused core as he grined into me once. I was so drunk on desire I desperately reached down to his black sweat-pants but was stopped by his hand. He shook his head almost reluctantly.

“We’ll have to finish this another day Noona, we wouldn’t want to have everyone hear you scream my name at the top of your lungs now would we?”

It took every fiber of my being to stop myself from almost begging him to take me, I wanted him to finish wrecking me but I would not hear the end of it from the boys if they found out about Yeosang and me like this. I would be so embarrassed but Yeosang wouldn’t care, he would want them to hear and know that I belonged to him and him alone.

He smiled evilly reading my eyes and knew that I wanted him to finish me but he wouldn’t do it, at least not tonight. If it were up to him he’d probably do it but he knew that I wouldn’t want that, he wanted to spare me and the boys from an awkward situation. We had already gone a bit overboard with the current situation.

I pouted and whined tugging at his shirt.

“Will you at least hold me then?”

He smirked and lay beside me pulling me close to him.

“That, I can do.”

I nestled into his embrace for a moment because I knew he would have to sneak back out before morning.

"You’re such a fucking tease” I complained still feeling sexually frustrated.

“Am I?”

He laughed seductively digging under my shirt and drew circles around my hip bone making me flinch at his touch. His hand glided down again to my lower belly.

Yeosang’s eyes darted to me seeing me squirm and he smiled amused with himself.

At this point he just wanted to get a reaction out of me, but he was playing with fire because it was my turn to test him.

I reached down to his lap and began to palm his hardened member over the fabric and his evil laugh quickly turned into a distressed hiss.

“Sss-uhh” he threw his head back releasing me, overtaken by my one move.

He clenched his teeth and shut his eyes.

“What’s wrong baby boy?” I cooed looking down at him stealing the smirk that he had a second ago.

“N-Nooon-” I gave his bulge a squeeze cutting his words short.

“Hm?” I hummed in response, running my thumb over it.

“Fuck” he breathed out.

I loosened my grip and chuckled amused with myself.

“Baby, I barely touched you” I continued to tease him.

He pushed himself up breathing hard then grabbed my hand keeping it on his pulsing length.

His lips were silent but his eyes practically begged me to continue.

And just like that I was in control.

“Sit back baby boy”

He immediately obeyed, sitting up with his back against the wall.

I followed close, leaning into his neck, leaving a soft kiss then reached for the hem of his sweats and pulled it down causing his erection to spring out.

A grin formed on my lips upon seeing his throbbing shaft. There was pre-cum already seeping out of his tip.

“Is this all for me? Are you like this for your Noona? Hm?~”

Before he could answer I took his length into my right hand sliding it down slowly. My hand went down so slick and smooth from the help of his arousal.

His eyes shut and his head went back against the wall.

“Fuck” he whined

His breath sped up as he dug his fingers into the bed sheets, hanging onto them as if his life depended on it.

“You’re so sensitive tonight baby~” I giggled slipping my free hand under his shirt and around his tiny waist holding him close to me.

His words were trapped at his throat, building up the need to yell out every curse word he knew.

I moved my face closer to his right ear.

“Yeosang~ remember~ you have to be quiet, or I’ll have to stop” I purred licking his neck before biting it playfully.

He sat frozen in that same spot, eyes shut, biting his bottom lip as he forced a shaky nod.

“Good boy”

He took a heavy breath bracing himself.

I began to pump his impressive length slowly working my way up.

His body stiffened more, hanging on as I took him higher and higher in seconds.

“Fff” He huffed, his cheeks now tinted a rosy pink.

“Are you going to cum already baby boy? Are you going to cum all over me? Huh? You naughty boy?”

He opened his neck all the way back, he was close to reaching his ultimate high as he thrust up into my hand.

“Yes Noona, yes, fuck you’re so good. You’re so fucking good” his words coming out in heavy breaths and whimpers.

I pumped harder and harder with his sweet, low whimpers fueling me. He thrust into my hold harder as he rode out his high releasing on me, covering me in his seed as he held back the urge to moan out loud. His body spasmmed towards the end and his head fell on my shoulder.

The dripping sweat fell from his forehead to my shoulder.

I gently wiped us down and hugged his neck to mine combing my fingers through his dark locks.

A deep sigh rang through my ears.

His voice ragged and drained.

“Fuck” he cursed once more in satisfaction.

I held his head in my hands giving him a greedy kiss on his breathless lips.

“What did you want to remind me then?” I teased.

I felt his arms tie around me and I was quickly pulled to him again.

“That you’re mine” he said putting emphasis on the word “mine” before he locked his lips with mine

#kang yeosang #kang yeosang smut #yeosang smut #yeosang x reader #yeosang x noona #yeosang x you #ateez smut #ateez x you #ateez x reader #yeosang fic #yeosang kang

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atiny-piratequeen · 4 years

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Character Analysis: Jeong Yunho, ‘Father Earth’

Name: Jeong Yunho

Languages: English, Korean, Gaeilge (Irish), Spanish, French, Dutch, Egyptian (Post Transformation), Arabic (Modern Day), Japanese (Modern Day), Mandarin (Modern Day)

Crew Position: Surgeon/Doctor

Powers: Terrakinesis/Earth (Inherited from Egyptian God, Geb)

Compass Position + Arrowpoint Stone: North Eastern Facing, located on his left hip, Green Zircon

Eye Color: Honey Brown (Natural)/ Ice Blue (Demonic Form)

Hair Color: Brunette (Natural)/ Blonde, Dark Roots (Demonic Form)

Tattoos: A Robin, Cerasee, the Rod of Asclepius, an Amaryllis Blossom, and a Cup of Tea, all across his upper back/shoulder area.

Likes: Animals, Making Fruit Teas, Tending to Gardens, Reading, Capoeira, Cuddling

Dislikes: Greedy Doctors, Bitter Food, Neglectful Authority Figures

*The above artist rendition of Geb used courtesy of the game, Smite

Jeong Yunho.

A kind child from a loving family of four guardians. The son of Lloyd, Robin, Valeria, and Mei, Yunho spent his childhood learning how to make tea, gardens, and medicinal salves from plants, all while learning about the human body and the illnesses that plague it.

His smiling face is a treat for the people in town when he and his parents travel to gather supplies. His kind demeanor and the calm, earthy mixture of floral and fruit scents that cling to him often lead to him being inviting enough to all animals. He can befriend any animal effortlessly, something his mother Valeria often teases lightly about.

Surgeon Jeong Yunho

Having sought out the man that helped save his loved one, Yunho has dedicated himself to both Captain Hongjoong and the entire Utopia crew. He provides emotional and medical support to everyone in their time of need and his office is often an escape from the hardships that come with being out at sea, all with his serpentine friend Atlas usually wrapped around his neck.

Yunho may be one of the few men who are fully in touch with their…’other’ selves, and as such, he’s been looking into the true nature of their powers and where they come from. Perhaps the gentlemanly voice in his head can provide some answers…

-Mythology-

Geb, also known as Seb or Keb, is the Egyptian God of the Earth. He is the son of Shu and Tefnut, and his wife is sister Nut, the Goddess of the Sky. Geb and Nut bore four children; Osiris, Isis, Set (Or Seth), and Nephthys. (Though some myths will credit Geb with being the father to the god Horus, as well)

Though his name apparently translates to “weak one”, Geb is highly respected and often seen as one of Egypt’s mightiest gods. A protector and a guide, Geb has had many instances in his lore where he is often the support to an allied god through their own journey.

Despite being the God of the Earth, Geb also aided the deceased to the afterlife, and would provide them with food along to ease their long journey into the afterlife. Geb’s name is a powerful one, said to be spoken to heal the sick if their affliction was caused by a natural cause such as a cold or a poisonous sting from a scorpion.

Geb’s laugh is also powerful, said that the sound of his laugh alone can cause earthquakes. The god can have his moments (as most others do), where he will seemingly cause strife for his followers, just because it is within his power to do so. From droughts without warning, to being the reason there is a huge, near uninhabitable desert isolating Egypt from the ancient world, Geb was no stranger to flexing his power and causing hardships.

Despite this, he had his kinder moments, such as the fertile lands surrounding the Nile River. Just as he would cause a drought without warning, Geb would also bless followers with bountiful harvests, with a surplus to keep their livestock alive and healthy for day to day life.

In ancient depictions of the two, Geb and his wife, Nut are depicted with him lying below her as she stands above him in the shape of an arc, covering him, but never touching him. Geb is reclining, often with his knee pulled upwards, as a show to represent the intimacy between the earth and sky. His limbs are often metaphors for the valleys, mountains, or hills.

The most common depiction of Geb himself is that of a dark skinned man with a crown. Sometimes his skin is green. This is to represent the fertile soils of The Nile and growth of crops in the area. He is also often depicted with a goose on his head, as it is his sacred animal. He was also said to be able to transform into other birds, leading to the name “The Great Cackler” (which, given his earthquake laughs, watch out with that one-).

He is also associated with snakes, and less common depictions will have him as part man, part snake. In the Book of the Dead, Geb was credited with giving birth to the serpent Nehebkau.

-Power Applications/ Demon Transformation-

When Yunho unleashes his full power, his dark brunette hair will become mostly blonde. His eyes will go from their honey brown color, to an icy, nearly whitish blue color. A discolored triangle appears over his right eye and his smile is elongated, with earthy, root-like veins appearing around his lips and the edges of the triangular mark. He can see better out of his right eye, as his ‘Demon Self’ can see fully from it and assist during combat.

With the uniqueness of still being able to communicate with his ‘other’ self, Yunho is attuned to the Earth and uses his full body for combat. He mixes Hapkido learned from mother Mei and Capoirea learned from his father Robin with his plant powers to attack with every part of himself, using his powers for extra attacks, or to keep himself steady as he goes on the offensive.

Alongside his strong offensive capabilities, Yunho uses his powers for defense, raising thick trees and slabs of earth to block attacks or keep enemies at bay. He also can wrap vines around enemies to crush them, much like a constrictor would do to prey.

When not in combat, Yunho’s plants have a number of other applications, with the most notable being the ability to grow medicinal and essential plants on the ship for his salves and other medical needs. He can also grow a number of flora for his teas or for Yeosang’s food.

Plants also have a natural bioluminescence, and the kind doctor often uses his powers to brighten the normally undetectable light to a degree where they can be used to illuminate his room without the need for lanterns. His plants also have a strong scent, and are used for aromatherapy, thus turning his quarters into a calm room for the crew to freely enter to destress at any time.

Ideally, Yunho fares the best with his powers in an area that is heavily wooded or has little to no man-made structures to keep the destruction levels low. If the area is too dry, on fire, or cold, he has difficulty summoning plants, as they will often be brittle or too weak for attacks, but he can use his more defensive stone-type fighting, or hand to hand to compensate for the potential loss.

-Character Song Breakdown-

All of the main boys have a song assigned to them in the AtT playlist to go alongside their origin chapters. Yunho’s character song is Voices In My Head by San Holo. I will go over some spoiler things, but if you made it this far, you may know this already.

Unlike some of the other boys’ breakdowns, Yunho’s is rather simple. The song was picked as a hint to the fact that Yunho is the first of the boys to interact with his ‘demon’ self in a manner that wasn’t self-destructive.

Impressed by his nature and lack of strong negativity within him, his demon self grants him full control of their powers and as a result of their mutual understanding, he’s actually stuck around instead of being ‘overcome’ by Yunho taking control. As a result, he is one of the only boys that has the ability to still hear the previous embodiment of his powers. Ever since he realized his transformation and relationship with his ‘demon’ self were different from the others, he’s been trying to dissect why exactly he was different from the others and provide aid to the other boys.

He can hear the voice in his head. Get it?

-I've got voices in my head

What to say when all is said?

I'm still try to understand

Sometimes words don't just make sense

-You've got voices in your head

What to say when all is said?

When you try to understand

But my words just don't make sense

-I say, "Don't make my heart ache

Don't make my heart ache now"

I say, "Don't make my heart ache

We'll find a way somehow"

-Character Blurb-

“Breathe.”

“I am, Yunho-”

“No. You’re not. Look at me.”

Yeosang held his head and shook as Yunho lifted his chin, frowning at the tears running down the smaller pirate’s face. He was headed to the galley when he found him crying, curled up on the floor, in the middle of a panic attack. He wiped his cheeks and picked him up, barely flinching as Yeosang clung to his form, biting his lip hard.

The walk to his room was quiet as Yeosang cried. Yunho set him down in his lap, thumbing away more of his tears before he looked him in the eyes.

“Tell me what happened.”

“I had a dream about her and...and…”

“Say no more. Come here.” He pulled Yeosang against his chest and hummed a low tune, rocking Yeosang as he shook. As he hummed, he raised a few plants to his bedside, the vines embracing the wood of his ceiling, drooping down to bathe the two in a gentle glow as the now-neon blooms let out a collection of scents that made Yeosang’s shoulders relax.

The gentle scent soothed him and after another half an hour he smiled and wiped his eyes, kissing the underside of Yunho’s jaw.

“Thanks, puppy.”

Yunho grinned and pulled him back against his chest, moving to lay down with Yeosang still by his side.

“No worries. I’ll protect you, okay? Rest easy, she can’t hurt you.”

Yunho wrapped his long limbs around the smaller pirate, nuzzling his soft hair as he exhaled gently, the earthy scent of the room relaxing both of them.

-M.List-

#fie writes #against the tide #att character analysis #jeong yunho #Yunho

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san-station · 4 years

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A Quiet Place AU / ATEEZ (Post-apocalyptic)

Chapter 7

↝Word count: 5336

Description: In a world full of silence and dangerous creatures seeking for blood, a group of friends have to survive for their own good and find the safe place they’ve heard about months ago.

Pairing: OC x San

WARNING: cursing, mention of death, angst, ANGST, AAAANGST.

A/N: This took me forever because even though I’m on college vacations, work makes my head empty… and I’m not proud of it ;(. Hopefully, chapter 8 will turn out better!

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Kids playing to be adults

When the basement door opened, I had a sad smile on my face and I was clinging to Hongjoong’s arm as he whispered the story about our time in the woods and how we found out about Wonderland, the promising land that expected us on the other side of our road. We’d been walking for weeks in the vast woods, hiding ourselves from the recent attack we had from a unknown group of rebels that wanted our food, clothes and, if we were lucky, they’ll leave us alone, but that day was one of the worst. The group leader, a guy who name I think was “Coups” refused to let us go without having some fun, and by fun I mean taking Misuk, Byol, or me, the only girls around, into hell. When he took Byol away from us, she struggled with the guy’s grip and managed to escape, but, unfortunately, Coups happened to be faster, agile and also evil. A blink later, Byol had a sharp knife nailed on the side of her neck and her eyes went backwards, full white. Coups had a hand over her mouth to quiet the noises she’d make. Blood started to flow quickly outside her body, splashing Coups face with its burgundy color and warm steam. The other group had now more members than us, thus my friends were being hold on by the rebels, incapable of saving her or any of us.

When Coups rested the lifeless body on the wet mod carefully and gestured to reach for Misuk, the tan boy, Lucas, wrestled in a rebels arms and tossed him on the ground with a thump noise, everybody tensed and Lucas started to signed with trembling hands.

“Stop! Don’t hurt anyone else, please…”, Lucas’ face was shocked, he was one of the strongest of us, he would always take care of his friends and, when the apocalypse started, he was devastated that he couldn’t safe his family, forthemore, he decided to protect his new family, us. The air in his lungs traveled as fast as it got there, sweat started to roll down his forehead and his eyes looked between Byol’s body, the leader, Misuk and me.

“I can’t take an offer if I’m not winning anything in exchange”, Coups approached and capture Misuk’s wrist, she didn’t flinch at all, keeping a straight face.

“Take me instead! I- I’m strong, I can carry things!”, Lucas tried again, stepping forward cautiously with hands in the air. The rebels looked at their leader waiting for his commands. Coups glanced at the tan boy from head to toe.

Like a flash, Coups took out of his back a .48 gun fully loaded and pointed it to the tall boy’s direction, he whispered: “Do you know how to use this?”

Lucas nodded hastily as he stood before us, blocking Coups’ sight. That was the day last day we saw Lucas, tears streamed down almost everyone’s eyes as we parted ways due to his sacrifice. I never got the chance to thank him nor say goodbye, they just vanished quickly and left us wandering around.

Days later, we found a place near a river guarded by a couple of old ladies and a young boy called Jeongin. They took us for the night while we rested in a warm place with a roof. It had been a while since we had a roof over our heads when we slept. That night, Jeongin told us a story about a group of ladies that passed by days before talking about a new safe place, they called it “Wonderland” as if it was made for those who still believed in a world where noise fills your ears with joy, laughter, real voices and isolated you from fear and danger, that was our basement for us, we could talk freely after a few arrangements and for the past six months we were truly happy.

Although, nothing lasts forever and food was running out, we started to racionate water and medicine. When Hongjoong noticed that, we had a discussion one night while everyone was eating. He made us all promise to get safe to the place where our hopes could finally be tangible, where food lasted and had variety, where we could love, laugh, stop worrying about the creatures around ready to slaughter our weak and tired bodies.

Hongjoong closed the door behind him and the room fell silent; Yeosang, San and Wooyoung gathered in the kitchen while they whispered with concerned eyes something I couldn't catch. There was no sight of the rest, so I decided to ignore them as I believed they would have the same behavior as Hongjoong before our talk.

Joong walked next to them and they exchanged a strange glance. The air felt heavy, their bodies were alert at any moves I could make and you could cut the tension with a knife if you wanted. San cleared his throat when I walked next to them looking for the kettle and the leafs for the tea, I rolled my eyes when Yeosang avoided my eyes.

“I hope he’s doing fine”, I broke the awkward silence in the room and the guys jerked up in surprise. I missed Lucas, he was a living party in this hell, easy-going, gentle, a good friend. We will always remember how he exchanged his life for ours.

"Ehm…", Hongjoong thought for a minute asking himself why would I said that before comprehend the idea. "I'm pretty sure he's fine, Lucas is a strong man and knows how to take care of himself", I handle him the kettle and opened a jar of jam almost empty to spread some on my right finger.

A few breaths later and shared glances, Wooyoung mumbled "she needs to know" a little bit too loud to let me understand the words. San sighed as Yeosang shook his head in denial. I turned to face them with pursed lips and raised an eyebrow as my body reflected hot steam from my upset mind.

“Quit the fucking act and tell me what’s wrong”, I sighed desperate. Having them staring at every movement I made was making me go insane, I was treated like their prey in the isolated clearing part of the forest, easy to hunt. The black haired boy flinched and turned his head to the other side. Wooyoung gulped and closed his eyes for a second. He then stepped closer and places his hands on my shoulders.

“What?”, my eyebrows knitted, San scratches the back of his neck, Yeosang sat on the couch pissed of, Hongjoong put the kettle down and looked at the basement door for something to happen.

“We were supposed to wait until we all went down the basement again, but I know you’ll be hella mad at them for this…”, suddenly, Wooyoung made me sit on the couch next to Yeosang and took a deep breath. The tickling sensation in the middle of my chest started to emerge from the bottom of my body, confusion was all written on my face as Hongjoong and San approached a few steps near us.

And like a bullet colliding unexpectedly into my flesh, Hongjoong spoke slowly painfully.

“Jongho went to the abandoned city like an hour ago…”

Hold your horses…

“What…?”, I barely said, the air in my lungs left entirely as my eyes pierced Honjoong’s pupils severely. Wooyoung moved uncomfortably on his spot, avoiding my eyes. “...Why?”, I spoke again with knitted eyebrows and dry lips.

“The little brat wanted to keep the search. A week has passed….”, San’s voice sounded like an echo now. Why would they let him go? Why would they allow the younger boy go straight to his own death? I… I don’t understand shit.

“Yeah, a week of a non-existing Jongho... I barely sensed him”, Wooyoung added playing with his hands, maybe he didn’t really know where to put them or it was just anxiety.

“You all know why he wanted to go there…”, I left out a sigh. Leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, I hid my face in my hands at the same time my skin began to warm. “I can’t believe you agreed to this.”

“You were the first one saying to let him go,” Yeosang finally spoke since we came back to the basement, his face unreadiably. “You said we needed to let him be himself and not to hold him in here after Misuk’s death, Jiyeong”, he spatted a little too harsh gaining stearns from Hongjoong and San. Wooyoung just wanted to avoid all of this knowing too well the end of the conversation.

“I never thought he will really go out there!”, exasperation started to boil inside me, and it was noticing due the tone of my voice. “It could take him a whole day before even found the place that happened! You just let him go to his own death!”, I groaned and stood up of the couch, hands sweating and heart pumping insanely into my ears.

“He’s well aware of that, he won’t do anything stupid!” Wooyoung tried to eased the heavy air surrounding the place, he really tried, yet we knew it was going to be impossible with the characters discussing.

“And if he does, he’ll end up like Misuk and a trillion of other people, that’s the course of life”, Yeosang was on his two feet now in the other side of the room serving himself a glass of water. My lips trembled as I was barely containing myself from the rage, he always had that facility to say things without affecting him, he seemed so nonchalant about death, about love, about fun, about every fucking thing in this life…I cleared my throat and rather watch the others’ faces than his.

“Who’s with him? Yunho? Hwa?”, I asked fisting my hands. Did Seonghwa accept to go along Jongho and show him the place where we bury her? Was he ready to do that?

“Mingi”, San replied after a long sigh and I looked him back with panic written all over my face.

“What the fuck?!”

“He insisted”, he explained scratching the back of his neck. Wooyoung whispered something to Yeosang and Hongjoong tapped his food nervously on the floor.

“Do you realize their chances are low, right? They need protection, our protection”, a faint of sore throat started to appear when my voice came out stronger than I thought. I felt like the mother of naughty children running after them and scolding them one by one.

“They’ll be fine, Ji, they’re adults. Stop worrying”, the black haired boy responded one more time, almost like a mumble.

“Fuck you, San, I can’t just... back off from this! Jongho is going to Misuk’s death spot and all he’s gonna find is nothing but dust. We-”

The basement door opened suddenly making me jump from surprise. All five heads turned to that direction just to find Yunho and Seonghwa carrying some firewood and water.

“We started the fire on the watchtower so the others around would be more careful”, Seonghwa stated and Hongjoong patted his shoulder. Yunho joined us by sitting on the couch with a tired face.

I frowned hearing that new, every time silence engulfed the basement, my heart beats became louder and faster to a point that made me dizzy.

“You were saying…” Hongjoong muttered gesturing me to keep talking. I blinked a few times and licked my lips. Seonghwa looked at me with a frowned, I just ignored it.

“We moved what was left of her body…”, I sighed and watched a specific black spot on the ground, not knowing what type of faces the guys would make to that information. “We buried her in a better place, somewhere to be missed and honoured.” My hands found their place into my jean pockets and I closed my eyes, maybe I could calm my heart taking deep breaths.

So I did.

“Where’s that?”, that question… that fucking question that I didn’t want to answer.

“Near Lee’s Valley…”, Seonghwa spoke after he realized I wasn’t going to say it out loud.

“You carried a dead body to Lee’s Valley without us?! Are you fucking crazy?!” Wooyoung’s calming presence just left the chat and we welcomed the angry and enraged Woo.

“Nothing happened”, simply as that, Hongjoong had a concerned look on his face, San nibbled the skin of his left thumb while Seonghwa looked at me with sad eyes, Yeosang pressed his lips together showing angry eyes and Yunho intertwined his own hands with his elbows on his knees.

“Don’t you ever go there again, Jiyeong. You know what they did with that boy, the freckles boy” Wooyoung warned.

“Yongbok?” San asked with a quick look to his friend.

“He’s alive” Hongjoong assured.

“Cause he’s a Lee” Yunho added cooling the air.

“Yunho, shut up, please” Hongjoong shook his head.

“It’s the truth, you only survive if you’re related” Yunho defended the statement and nodded. Then, he rested his back on the couch.

“Jongho and Mingi would never find her without our help, I can’t believe you ruined everything we’ve been working this months just to let a potential prey be killed”, my nostrils let out the heavy breathes I was taking to stop me from bursting into tears, even if I wasn’t yelling, the hardness of my voice almost scared me, I wasn’t aware of how the different scenarios lived today could change my mood so sudden. San noticed the shift of my emotions and frowned.

“He wants to pay respect to his dead girlfriend”, he mentioned taking one step in front of me.

I needed to rest, I needed to go back to my glowing fantasy and be happy, no worries, no headaches. Why are my eyes hurting so much? Why are they throbbing? Everything was burning.

“When the hell did they start dating?”, I muttered becoming exhausted about that.

“You’ll realized more about things if you weren’t so oblivious” Yeosang’s words came out bluntly, his sharp features judging every second I spoke.

“I’m concerned about the things that matter the most and you know it's surviving.”

“Well, maybe some people think that if we’re surviving, maybe we could start from zero with someone else”, he replied again leaning on the kitchen short countertop.

“Did you hear yourself right now? Did you guys heard that?”, my feet stepped closer to Yeosang, he hide a little smirk and my blood boiled. What is he trying to play? We finally decided to make peace and he’s ruining the whole fucking thing.

“We all need love, Jiyeong, even the girl obsessed with aliens knew it”, now it was San’s words that startled me.

I froze in the middle of the living room, a few steps near Yeosang, a few steps near San.

Silence.

Everything fell silent after that and it felt awfully wrong. Why is this happening right now? Couldn’t he just wait until all of us joined him on the road? This situations complicated the whole plan, this brought the worst of all of us together. We were tense, we were worrying too much about the boys. Well, I was. We talked about leaving to Wonderland that day, why did Jongho and Mingi have to go when they knew the plan. Why was everything so difficult?

Interpersonal relationships should improve in a world full of disaster, fear and few quality of life options. People should trust each other, give everything for the other knowing that any time could become the last time... no, there is no way to think about anything other than survival, there is ... no…

Hongjoong's eyes were switched between Yeosang and me, he wanted to prevent any other fight that was about to happen. Yeosang had the singularity of saying things very direct, without shame, without caring about others’ feelings as long as he didn’t feel affected or destroyed inside. Although, the truth could be quite the opposite and perhaps only sought attention to his own loneliness. However, my approach to the extreme of some situations was due to how fragile I used to be. Human beings can develop new masks to problems to avoid showing vulnerability, and there we were, trying to avoid buried feelings to emerge victoriously from an argument which end will always be brutal for everyone.

“I’m going out”, I said firmly. San’s hand found his way once again to my wrist. No, there is no fucking way to… no… Why does his hand feels like that…?

“You can’t! That’s why Hongjoong went to look out for you… after they left, Wooyoung heard some noises outside…”, Yunho spoke rational this time. His panicked voice made me stop on my way. Or was it they way San was looking at me with begging eyes? No, it definitely wasn’t… Shit.

“I don’t fucking care, they are in great danger and it’s your fault, so let me fix this…”

“No”, San stated this time. His gripped tighten a little more, without hurting.

“I need to fix this, please…”, that came out almost like a whimper. Seonghwa walked next to me and squeezed my arms while his big and deep blue eyes looked at me with determination.

“Until we can assure there's no more danger, no one gets out, clear?” he ordered calmly but certain that I’d respect the decision.

“You can’t tell me what to do”, I yanked from his and San’s grip, finally free but not stepping aside.

“You’re acting like a kid”, Yeosang whispered and rolled his eyes. That’s it, that’s my mark…

“I’m acting like a kid? You are the one who rathers talk about relationships when it’s the end of the fucking world and our main priority is Wonderland!”, I turned abruptly to him almost hitting his face with the braids of my hair. Yeosang flinched but didn’t step back.

“We’ve survived for almost 500 days since the attack and people live their lives as if nothing happened, maybe we should do the same instead of pursuing a place we heard months ago”, the tip of his feet touched mine, I scoffed.

“You know what? Shit happened! Our families died, our friends died! We are so lucky to be alive right now and you just let our friends go to their death wish!”, my voice trembled at the end, getting weak at the sensation of tears forming in my eyes.

“Both of you, calm down” Hongjoong muttered watching carefully our movements. I lowered my head, not wanting to face Yeosang’s stearn.

“I just want to fix this, I can’t let them die like I did with Misuk…”, I whispered fisting my hands and feeling the lump in my throat. I felt guilty already, this situation was also my fault. If Misuk hadn’t died that day, Jongho and Mingi would be home safe and sound with us.

“Jiyeong… you know it’s not your fault, we talked about this”, Wooyoung reassured smoothly, probably everyone was looking at me with sadness and concerned… I hated it. I wanted them to say it was indeed my fault, I really wanted to hear from them that my actions had consequences, that with every step forward I take, I go backwards thousands more. It was hideous being the only one realizing the facts and not treating the guilty with compassion.

“I’d rather be in her place than feeling the constant guilt eating me alive…” I heard how Yeosang clicked his tongue and left out a loud groan full of frustration.

“Could you please behave yourself and stop being such a whining selfish bitch?”

Everyone flinched at the words that came out of his mouth. Yunho gasped in surprised while San clenched his jaw and was about to grab Yeosang’s shirt if it wasn’t for my arm hitting his chest to stop him.

I was a little startled, yet I knew Yeosang would explode quickly at my words. I just couldn’t believe he’d call me like that.

“What did you just say?”, I frowned and tilted my head a little to the side. Yeosang’s eyes scanned my face and pursed his lips again.

“You’ve been such a crybaby since last week and it’s exhausting... We appreciate the care you had for Misuk, but life goes on, it’s time to grow up”, his voice was gentle this time, perhaps he noticed how rushed it came out for having everyone so dumbfounded.

“Yeosang…” San started between his teeth, Yeosang interrupted stepping back.

“Am I wrong? You all said this morning when she was out that she needed to calm down and be more rational about the situation”, his eyes traveled to every face in the basement, some of them had wide eyes and uneased faces. San and Seonghwa were madder than the others, though. “You said that if she wanted to keep going, she had to stop acting so depressed and be responsible for her actions.”

“We never said that!” Wooyoung suddenly interrupted with sharp tone, he was outrageous.

“You did” San spatted, eyes never leaving Yeosang’s.

“Nobody argued with me, tho. Nobody changed my mind, so you agreed indirectly with me that she’s being a whiny selfish girl ” Yeosang cleared, a smirk showing up in his face.

Silence surrounded us one more time. Nobody argued with him, huh? I licked my lips slowly and stepped closer to Yeosang. He tensed for a second when the tip of our noses touched, but then, his features relax slightly as he tried to wipe a tiny tear streaming down my face. I slapped his hand and he flinched. I wasn’t calm at all and they’ve already watched my tears streamed from my face too much, so I cleaned my face quickly.

“Why won’t you go and fuck yourself...”, I firmly said watching his eyes. Yeosang retained his breath and gulped at my serious statement.

After that,I walked away bumping into Seonghwa’s shoulder and entered the bathroom. I opened the shower so the noise of the running water would covered the talk outside. I felt my body drained with tiredness by the uptight situation, all I wanted was take care of them the way the always did with me but why was it so difficult? I sat on the cold floor resting my back on the wall next to the sink and let my mind travel with anything but Yeosang’s words. What would Haerin do…? Would we be in this situation if she was still alive? No… she was too smart, she could help us with this… I only seem strong but after 400 days of this mess, I can only be torn apart by the words of a friend… Yeosang was right, I was being a selfish bitch worrying about only surviving and not noticing the way people felt around. I always thought that keeping our feelings to us made us stronger, made us brave and unstoppable. I was wrong once again…

I felt left alone, the voices in my head became louder and louder touching my nerves. Why all my decisions ended up so bad? Was I really that bad? How would the boys feel? How would Seonghwa feel? I never asked him how affected he was, I only knew he felt kind of anxious so far. The pressure that was on my shoulders became heavier with every step I took and I couldn’t handle it anymore. I was totally unaware of my own feelings too… My main focus was Wonderland, was keeping everyone safe but at what cost? I was the last person to know about Jongho and Misuk, she had to die for me to realized it. This is so messed up.

My sobs became stronger even if I wanted to stifle the noise with the water coming out of the shower. I felt pathetic, crying didn't change anything, my tears didn't bring Misuk back, or Lucas, or Haerin, or my family ... That's another reason why I didn't like to cry, it was useless. Eventually I would realize that I was damaging my interpersonal relationships because of my shield, that shield that tried to protect me from people who could use my vulnerability as a lethal weapon. However, I never realized that none of them would do such atrocity, except in such an extremist situation.

Two knocks on the door startled me and I turned off the shower.

“Jiyeong?”, San’s voice came through the other side slightly. I didn’t answer.

“Jiyeong, please, open up…”, I rested my forehead on the other side of the door and took a deep breath.

“What do you want?”, I managed to say without a broken tone, despite the tears rolling through my face uncontrollably.

“Can I come in?”, he asked pulling at the locked knob. My hand followed it and grabbed it strongly.

“Can’t you use the other bathroom?”, I whispered, now a little bit quieter.

“I don’t want to use it, I want to see you…”, he mumbled. A minute later he said louder, “shit, just open up, Ji…”, his voice transformed from gentler to an exasperated one. Before I could think, my body reacted first and unlocked the door. San entered the bathroom closing the door behind him and locking it again. I took a few steps back and sat again on the floor. San watched me do my thing and got himself comfortable by my side.

“Sorry about that…”, his hands played with the braids of his shoes while his eyes roamed the bathroom walls, he seemed nervous somehow.

“What are you apologizing for…?”, I frowned and tilted my head to the side. His eyes met mine for a second.

“When Yeosang talked about you like that, I couldn’t say anything to defend you because-”

“Because you know it’s true…”, I finished his sentence as he left out a groan.

“I only agreed with the part of you being selfish, unaware of how people feel towards this whole end-of-the-world situation…”, his eyes met the walls again as I continue scanning his features.

“I’m the one who feels sorry about everything…”, I whispered too caught up of his cheekbones. Did they always look that prominent? He has dark eye bags… Why does he look so tired and skinny but at the same time so full of shine and fit? I didn’t know anything about what was going on inside his mind, I never asked him how he felt or how was his day recollecting supplies. Guilt pressed my chest one more time as I understand I was a really bad person for not caring about the others around me. I blinked my watery eyes rapidly and San looked at the gesture with a sad smile.

“Don’t be afraid to cry, Jiyeong…”, his voice always sounded so good when he had that look on his face, when he looked like he cared.

“It doesn’t help with anything…”, I sniffed and torned my sight apart from his. He giggled and something inside me sparkled vaguely, like a soft tickle or a finger pressed into my stomach momentanly.

“It actually work in a cathartic way, you know? It liberates you from sadness sometimes…”, why does he keep looking at me like that? What’s with that soft smile…? Saying I was confused would be an understatement, but San was a character that I couldn’t comprehend too much. He could be a very easy-going man which you can open up your heart and he’ll listen to every preoccupation you had. And sometimes he could be the Devil expecting you to die and join him in hell just to make you suffer… or maybe I was exaggerating things. Likewise, he could be gentle and a great friend, also a asshole when he wanted to act narcissist.

We remained silent for like an hour (it was actually thirty seconds), and he spoke again.

“Yeosang is just upset, you know… after watching you with Hwa the other night and now with Hongjoong…”

“What do you mean?”, my voice came out as a whisper and San moved closer, his shoulder bumped into mine, his warmth skin felt slightly pleasant against mine.

“Well, me too but… Yeosang is jealous”, I couldn’t find the meaning of the first phrase, yet my eyebrows knitted.

“He’s a dick, that’s what he is”, I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. San chuckled, his eyes disappearing in crescent moons.

“Yeah, that too”, he agreed.

“Why is he, tho…jealous I mean ”, I asked still intrigued about it. The black haired boy licked his lips and started.

“Before everything happened, before the meteor and the monsters showed up, before silence covered the Earth and we were obligated to remain silence, Yeosang was dating someone…”, my eyes widened with the news, I would've never thought about that by myself. “Remember when he was talking with someone over the phone one of the nights at the church and he started to breath like if he was having asma?”, I nodded. “Well, he heard them dying on the other side of the line…”

“W-what…”, a gasp escaped my mouth in surprise. How would he...-?

“Yeosang’s upset because he knows you have opportunities but won’t give it a chance…”, San’s eyes rested on mine for a seconds, then he broke the gaze making me yearn for his orbes to see me again. “He would do anything to see his significant other alive, Jiyeong, and he’s mad at your oblivious ass…”, he finished resting the back of his head on the bathroom wall with eyes closed. Even though he seemed exhausted, he looked like a whole piece of art that I would love to paint someday… Oh… what should I respond to that…?

“I… I don’t know what you mean, tho. I don’t see opportunities, I only think about one thing and-”

“Yeah, we been knew… keeping us alive”, he laughed dryly and left out a deep sight. For a few minutes we sat there without a word. At the other side of the door Hongjoong and Yeosang’s voices echoed faintly, nonetheless I was focusing on San’s breathing next to me. He sounded calmed, almost asleep and it brought a little peace in my disturbed mind. If I wanted to express more, I needed to talk more about what I thought and I San was there in a bathroom floor, willing to wait for me to feel better, maybe it was the right time for just a start…

“I-...”

Three knots on the bathroom door made us jerked up and the soft voice of Seonghwa calmed my heart.

“San, is she okay?”, the older asked with a concerned tone, almost like a whisper. San stood up on his feet and gave me a hand to do the same. “Can you guys get out? We need to rest, tomorrow is the big day”. I quickly washed my face in the sink and San was about to open the door when he questioned:

“What were you gonna say?”

“Honestly, I don’t think I remember”, a soft chuckled resonated in the place as. He nodded, not very sure if it was true and opened the door for Seonghwa. The black haired man had a anxious look on his face and he waited for San to go out of the bathroom to wrap me instead in his arms.

“Jiyeong…”

“Let’s not talk about it”, I immediately said getting as far as I could of him with a soft tone. “We need to rest and go find our boys, Seonghwa, we’ll talk when we get them…”, he remained there after I entered my room with the door locked. Tomorrow would be the beginning of our journey to Wonderland, the nerves were already up in everyone’s body after the heated argument I caused and we needed to avoid negativity once again. The only thing in my mind was San, Mingi and Jongho. I don’t remember being worried about the three of them at the same time, but somehow San slipped through my mind even if I didn’t want him there.

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ATEEZ is a big mafia orginization which was secretly founded and built by Kim Hongjoong 4 years ago. Hongjoong has personally selected some of the finest criminal individual for ATEEZ and things are going really well inside.

"Boss, i just finished the target. Clean and clear sir!"

The boy standing tall and straight, his brown hair got messy as he pulled out his mask. He looks so young and handsome, wearing a full black outfit. And on his back, he carried his precious sniper rifle, the one he just used to take someone's life.

"Well done Yunho! You have my compliment."

Hongjoong sat on his big arm chair, hand running down to his little dark blue braid as he leans back in pleased. Hongjoong was wearing a suit, dark blue to match his hair, the one with thin white stripes, and he has some touches of silver jewelry all over his neck and fingers. Next to him, the girl who flipping pages of documents, is his girlfriend Juniel. She is now wearing a tight short leather dress, crossing her legs, her hair was tied up and she is focusing intirely to the paper works in front of her.

"Ms.Juniel" - Yunho greeted politely but she just nod her head and draw a smile on her mouth as an answer, eyes still sticked into the documents on the table.

"You can go now." Hongjoong lower his voice as he stand up and start fixing his suit "Be prepare for the next mission, understood ?" his footsteps coming closer towards Yunho "My bad if my girl make you upset or something, she has always been like that when she concentrate, you know right ?" Hongjoong let out a chuckle as he found out he just pushed it out a little too much.

"It's a joke Yunho, you still need to learn to take jokes in a better way boy" Hongjoong pat lightly on Yunho back, a sigh of relief came from Yunho mouth. I was just thinking too much - he said that to himself and walk out the door.

"Tomorow i need you to go grab some weapons for me, babygirl." Hongjoong sat down next to Juniel, casually drop his hand on her shoulder and slowly move his finger-tips around in circular motions. "I have an important meeting with our new customer, so i can't personally go and grab those weapons-" Juniel stopped writting for a while and then lean her body into Hongjoong's chest, she smiled as she corrupted his words "I will do it for you baby, don't worry about me."

"To make sure you are unharmed, i had called San - a brother of mine, not techinically blood related, but he can be trusted to protect my baby." Hongjoong say softly and take out the hairband as his fingers intertwined to Juniel's hair. She then relax her body and lie down on his thighs, not forgeting to pull down her skirt. "I guess this is too short on you baby. Why do you keep wearing these type of clothes ? It's uncomfortable and-" She let down a small kiss on his lips to stop him from talking nonsense "Because i like to and i look good in these. That's why." She giggle as she stand up "Don't say that you don't like seeing me in these skin-tight dresses"

"I do. But i don't like you looking this exposed to people out there, babygirl" He groans as let out a sigh of unpleased. "Then protect me harder from all the hungry wolves out there baby." Juniel smirks as she run out the door of Hongjoong's office. She seems pleased with his powerless reaction.

Hongjoong is the boss, he has the mighty power to simply kill people as he pleased or when he feel like it, he won't even blink once. ATEEZ growing big is his long last desire, he will do anything to protect and build it up. His words are rules, you must obey, or else. But those rules don't quite apply to Juniel, as rules for her are meant to be broken. She had came through thick and thin with him, being his greatest supporter in his lowest point of life. Because of that, she can do whatever she wants without minding about his rules.

Hongjoong loves her a little too much, which might become his weakness someday.

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"Enough right?" Juniel say, looking at a man who is counting a suit case of money across the room. Then she take one knee down to check the weapons she has just received.

"All good Mrs." The man laugh loudly as he continues "I hope we can meet and do bussiness with each other again in the future."

"Sure! We will meet again someday Mr.Park Seonghwa." Juniel smile and bow as he jump into his black van and drive out of the place.

Juniel then slowly walk down the hall toward the parking-lot with a huge bag of weapon on her hand, the sound of her heels echoing all around. "So he said the license plate of the car is 1024 and it's black with a--oh found it". The car's door suddenly open, walks out a handsome man in a black suit with embroided red line all over the neck part.

"Hello, im San, Choi San. You must be Juniel, Hongjoong asked me to catch you up here and drive you home." He smile and let his hand out for a handshake. "Yes, nice to meet you San." She smile back and give him a greeting handshake.

"Ah-you won't mind having another girl sitting with you right ?" San ask in concern. "If you make sure she won't cause any fuss in our bussiness then it'll be fine." Juniel say as she slowly get into the backseat of the car.

"Oh-Rachel? What are you doing here?" Surprised at the presence of her friend inside his car, she can't help but open her mouth. Rachel is wearing a neutral grey tone two-straps dress, which is long enough to cover her ankle, it has some sparkly strap tying around to define and show her beautiful waist line. Her hair is bundled up nicely, on her lap settling a bouquet of variety flowers. "Jun-? It's surprised to catch you here. San and I just went out for a date in that fine ass restaurant we used to go together lmao" Rachel reply and then burst out laughing of the coincidence.

"So is he a financier like you ?" Juniel ask in wonder "Yeah, this date is all set up by my mom and his mom." Rachel let out a sigh of disapointment. "But he is nice, and polite, so i guess he ain't that bad." she quietly whispered and then paused a little "But hey, you knew San ?"

"Nah, not really, he is a friend of Hongjoong, a close one as i know" Juniel reply, her hand crossed in front of her chest, she raised her eyebrow up a bit. "Oh that's so! He might be a badass, who know someone like Hongjoong and also be his close friend." Rachel compliment with a little chuckle, she made sure San hear it loud and clear in the front-row seat. His little secret is now exposed. Things will get fun between us - a thought slip out in Rachel's head.

"Baby im back with the weapons." Juniel kick the door in and made it slam on the wall real hard, she didn't seem to mind it even though Hongjoong startled because of the loud noise. "Shit-you scared me baby!" he said as he turned his head back and quickly glance at the bag on her hand. "I mean i can say Seonghwa is doing good right now, if you wanna know about your long old partner" she walk toward Hongjoong and then collapsed right next to him, head fall back on the couch as she un-tied her hair "these new heels are killing me tbh" Juniel munmur, try to kick the other heels off her red and swollen feet, the movements leaving her thighs exposed further up more than it should.

Hongjoong's hands suddenly fall on her thighs, she startled because of the cold touch out of nowhere. "Too short-" he said slowly as he raise his brow "Ah-about the weapons-" she quickly tried to pull her skirt down and avoid the non-stop conversation about she's wearing something too short to bear for his liking. His grips on her thighs getting tighter as she pull it down, interrupted her speaking, it might leave a mark there as she feel tingle on her skin. Hongjoong then grab her chin and hold it to place, keep her eyes lock to his, his glare are so intense yet lustful at the same time. He pull her close and their lips begin to mash against each other, his tongue swirl and explore her mouth, he make ways to dominance and rule her mouth as the tension inside her rise up like a tide.

Both of their breathe are turning shallow and shaky, some moans being let out inside their throat, they all try to catch some air as the kiss grow more in desire. She then broke out from the restrain of his mouth, slowly slide her tongue down his neck, he tilted his neck and smirk "You are always freaky like this babygirl" he grab a lock of her hair to secure his position and then lean back to make it easy for her to access his neck. "You like it ?" she don't really need an answer right now, say as she suck the sensitive skin on his neck, he squirm a little and a groan escape his mouth in pleasure. "I love leaving marks on you, you look so sexy sir." She smirked and grinned her teeth as she continue to create marks after marks.

His grip tighten around her scalp, the other hand squeeze her waist close to his as he lean down and whisper "Babygirl, i need you to be on top of me." The hot air brushing around her ear make her tremble and her face burning up. He can't wait any longer for his lover to move, he grab her ass in no time and then pin her on top of him. "This is your throne babygirl. My dick is your throne." Hongjoong impatiently push her hair to one side, leaving her beautiful soft neck and sexy collar bones exposed to his thirsty eyes. He roughly bit into her neck, suck it harshly like a hungry creature devouring its prey. She moans into his ear, back arched with the sensation run down her veins, hands grip tightly on to his short messy hair. Her body heating up, sweats begin to form on their face.

Those moans quickly turn into whimpers, that back arched turn into humping against his harden sex. Their hips rock to each other's rhythm, his lips still glued onto her neck as he 'create' his path around that slender neck and collarbone, dark purple and blue mark risen up one by one.

"Oh-" the door isn't locked, someone just knocked and walked it "Did i just interrupt something ?" Yunho voice suddenly sound so husky and awkward, not like his usual voice. All their action got caught up in Yunho's words "Why did you come here ?" Hongjoong asked him calmly as if there was no one in a tiny dress who spreading her legs on his lap and grinding right now. "Ah-i just want to confirm something about our next mission, boss." Yunho gaze down on the floor, trying to not make eye-contact with his boss - the one look like he just went out of a war (sex war).

"I'll call you to talk about it later. You can go now." Hongjong move his hand in a gesture that say 'go out', only waiting for that, Yunho bow and leave the place.

"Fuck you Hongjoong-you embarrassed me!" Juniel punch him in the chest then roll herself down from his lap. He reacted an awful 'ouch' like it's a funny thing to caught herself un-guarded like that. "That was fun right baby?" he grab her ass and smash it as she leaning down and putting her heels back on. "Ouch-stop that. imma fucking kill you Kim Hongjoong don't make me." she growl in pain and anger. He seems to enjoy the scene of his angry and embarrassed girlfriend, he let out a smile and giggle in his throat as he watch Juniel walk out the door. "Wait me at home babygirl" he shouted towards Juniel, don't even know if she could listen or not, but who cares anyway, he will meet her eventually.

Juniel was taking a shower while she heard the door being unlocked, Hongjoong has just arrived home. Drying her hair walking down the stairs, she found Hongjoong talking to Yunho and Yeosang - another one in the crew just like Yunho, but he specialize in investigating places and people. Juniel smile at them as a greeting.

"Joong, i gotta go out for some of my bussiness. I'll be home soon." she announced him, Hongjoong just nod his head in reponse and go back to the discusion about the upcoming mission. Realizing that, she quickly go upstairs, change her clothes as she dial Kay's number - a person who got kick out of the organiztion because of his betrayal action. Which is unlikely for a girlfriend of the boss to do something such as getting in touch with a betrayer.

"Hey, can we meet right now ? I got the weapon ready."

"Sure, meet me at Des. in 15 mins."

Juniel had never talked about her past relationships with Hongjoong, even though he almost begging her to share her past stories. She just found that wasn't nescessary to bother him with all of her dark past and toxic relationships. He got works to do, things to deal with, there isn't only 'her' in his life. So, there she go, trail down the same old path, keeping touch with her ex - not really ex, Kay's just a hookup buddy before she knew Hongjoong. But since Kay was sly, he got some tapes of her having intimate sex with him, recording it without her consent, which is a shame for her and even the organization if that was leaked.

"Jun, long time no see!" Kay stood up from his seat, open arms like he wanted a hug. "Hugging is not a part of our bussiness." Juniel denied as she saw his gesture and sat down on the barstool next to him, odering a Margarita like she always do. Then realizing somebody sitting next to him, she raised an eyebrow of concern toward that person. "Yes he is my partner, his name is T.U." Kay quickly response.

"Can we talk somewhere else, i don't think i can trust your new partner." She stood up as she whisper in Kay's ear, holding her drink. "Wait for me here T.U." T.U nod as Kay speak. Walking wearing a simple black body skirt and a two-straps velvet top might caught his devil eyes, as she feel his gaze starring on parts of her body. "So, let's get back to work, shall we?" she hum her throat to draw his attention, lean her back on the couch she just found in the corner "Sure," he paused and then sit down "Where did you store it now?" He talked as he sip his drink. "In the warehouse near my place. It is fully guarded from head to toes, you might not get through it without losing an eye or maybe your heart if things get worse." She smirked out "But i can help you, if you delete all those clips. Or i can't make sure anything." She tossed her drink on her hand, mixing the ingredients together before sip a bit.

His expression darken but he agreed on her suggestion. Maybe he just agreed for her trust? Afterall, she couldn't neglect all the possible outcomes, she has to repair for the worse. Suddenly, the phone rang, it's Hongjoong calling, Juniel turn her face sideways to take that phone call. "Baby, what are you calling me for?" She pouted as she answer "Do you want something to eat at night?" the voice on the phone reach her ears "Lemme think--fuck--" Out of nowhere, Kay jumped on her body, left her sentence interrupted. His hand crawling on her thigh, tugging her short skirt up, he is trying to get a way with her. A thought of making his way to rape Juniel came to his mind so suddenly, he found it quite interesting. So he did it for fun, to take control of her. Kay and Hongjoong has a feud since he kicked him out of the organization because he snug ATEEZ weapons out to sell for some other smaller groups.

"Where are you Jun ? Tell me now." the phone is still on hold, Hongjoong might just heard all the things. His voice sound cold like a rising storm, she can tell that he's so mad, that scenario bring shiver to her spine. Hearing that, Kay lean down to whisper to her ears "If you tell the truth, i will reveal to him that you're nothing but a betrayer like me." he chuckle under his breathe. "Ah-i am out with my friends," she forced a laughter out "I just s-slip because of the water someone spill on the floor so i swear a bit, there's nothing tho-" she mumble and then continue "I gotta go, it's loud here and my friends wanted me to join them at the dance. See ya at home baby!" She quickly hang up and drop the phone on the table, the position is still the same with Kay on top of her.

She stared at him in disgust then struggle herself out, he let her go since there's no one hearing it anymore. Then she stood up, checking her outfit while swearing in her throat. Kay standing there, smirk in pleased, crossing his arms in front of him, he thought it was fun while he can caused Juniel some type of troubles as her boyfriend did to him those past years.

Suddenly, Juniel felt a hard grab on her arm, she turned around to see San standing there gazing a cold harsh look into the situation. He stood there with Wooyoung - another member of ATEEZ. Look like they were here and see her with Kay from the start. Not even waiting for her to response, San raised an eyebrow then roughly pull her out of the place without saying anything. She struggle to break free but it's useless, he's too strong. Their pace slow down as they reach the parking lot. "Don't do anything to hurt Hongjoong, he loves you." Finished talking, he quickly jumped into his car and drive out of the place, without taking a glance at Juniel's expression.

Ever since that day, San and Wooyoung seem to notice and be aware of Juniel actions more and more. She still sometimes text Kay when she's around all of the guys, also around Hongjoong which irrated San a lot. Watching your best friend's girlfriend cheating and betraying him with somebody else but you can't do anything with it without causing some fuss. San stood there, trying to hold his will to literally throw some fire within those eyes, he clenches his fist hard in anger each time.

San's weird reaction in days has driven Hongjoong attention toward him, which one day ended up with himself holding the barrel of a loaded gun against San's temple. Hongjoong look up sharply, lean himself comfortably on the table behind him, hand holding the trigger and ready to pull anytime. "Don't.ever.touch.her." he grunt under his throat after a smirk. "Huh?-" San gives out a faint smile then take a quick glance of Hongjoong expressions. "Why do you suspect everyone but..i don't know? HER?" he raised a brow up, saying words in a lower tone than usual, hands constantly loosen his tie up. He doesn't even care one bit if Hongjoong is going to shoot him in the head or not, who even care if a stupid mafia boss getting his nose lead by some betrayer. Not him of course, Hongjoong better watch out, if he dies, game over, no one is going to tell him the truth. "Oh shit-" Yunho and Wooyoung who standing across the room, rapidly rush themself toward Hongjoong and San when they realized things are much more WORSE than it look.

"Maybe it's a misunderstood or something," Yunho quickly intterupted the conversation while trying to keep his boss from pulling the trigger "Yeah yeah, San's already has a fiánce." Wooyoung keep up the sentence, standing behind San in worried. "Rachel, her name is Rachel," "There would be no such thing as he liking Juniel, boss!" They all sound shaky in their voices, what if someone going to die ? They wouldn't know, so they gotta make sure no one goes over their limits today or blood will stain the place. Suddenly, they hear a dinstant crack cutting through the air, then the sound of shattered glass echoing loud and clear within the walls. Hongjoong just shot. A pop coming up like a short-distance fireworks, then after that is a sound of metal hit the ground, broken pieces of bullet spread unevenly everywhere. Everyone is shocked while looking at the direction of the noise, except Hongjoong. He slowly drop his gun on the table, then turn his face toward the door saying "I will always trust and forgive her, even though she did wrong things to me. Remember that." Finished the sentence, he walk out the door as if nothing has ever happened. Yunho and Wooyoung let out a breath in relief. "That was close.." Yunho hold his heart "I know right, shit was getting really intense." Wooyoung reply, hands patting Yunho's back. They both go out of the place shortly afterward, the only one left was San, standing there and looking into the void, thinking should he tell him the truth about her? After all those lives and deaths expreriences.

Not so long after, like only 2 hours after that, rumours begin to float around like garbage on the river. Juniel heard all the things about her man willing to kill his bestfriend because of her, about the fuss between her and Kay which caused San in trouble. He must have been killed if there weren't Yunho and Wooyoung there. She couldn't help but feel guilty and disgusted of her own self.

"Hey, it's Juniel, are you free for a drink? Like right now, i need someone to talk to." Juniel pick her phone up and dialing her friend Rachel, she can't bare staying home and thinking about her life decision anymore, she need to go out and talk to someone. Maybe Rachel could help. "Yeah, im quite free at the moment. I could meet you up Jun!" Rachel on the other line reply cheerfully. "Thanks god. I'll text you the address. See ya in like 30 mins?" "Okay, sure, see ya there" They hung up their phones, and preparing to go out.

"Rachel, have a seat then!" Juniel arrived at the place first, sitting herself comfortably at the counter of the bar. "Nice pub! A good place for drinking your sadness away lol." Compliment went out of Rachel mouth as she look at the designs and decorations inside, she didn't forget to make a joke and burst out laughing at the end of her sentence. "Your taste of things are still the same." Talking as Rachel glance at the glass of Margarita on Juniel hand. "Yeah, nothing has really change much since." Juniel sip one bit of her drink, squinting her eyes because of the strong taste of alcohol, then she continue "Strong one. That's why i love this place." "Other places use of alcohol suck, aren't they?" Rachel say as she sit down next to Juniel, hand pointing at a Mojito on the menu. "I'm not a big fan of strong drinks, so imma play it safe tho" She smile and continue "So, what is it all about? Why did you call me out of the blue?" Rachel cross her legs and draw all of her attention to Juniel.

So, not waiting any longer, Juniel started speaking about everything that happened right now, which were driving her insane. "You're afraid, but why did you do that anyway?" Rachel forcefully ask while looking straight at Juniel eyes. She avoid Rachel's look then lean down to sip her drink, clearing her throat "Kay has my secrets. I'm scared of him letting my secrets exposed to Hongjoong." The door suddenly creak a sound, which brings both of their attention toward it. "Oh fuck not again-" Juniel sighs in displeased looking at the people who walking in right now and then whisper "I completely forgot that this place has now under the control of Kay." Hearing it, Rachel clenches her teeth "Oh-speak of the devils, is he the one in white shirt?" "No, it's T.U. his new partner. He is the other guy in black."

They both trying to avoid Kay and T.U. by turning their back to the entrance, but things aren't going the way it should. The footsteps are coming closer and closer then a cold hand suddenly slip on Rachel waist, she startled and glance up for a man in white, trying to have his way with her. "Well look at that, a new girl in town." T.U. say provokingly, fingers on the other hand playing with her hair. Rachel annoyingly push his hand out of the way, she don't want anyone to touch her without her consent, especially a douchebag like him. T.U. hand quickly grab her chin up, hold it into place as he speak to her face "Be a good girl and pleased me for one night, or i will make sure you're not coming out of this place alive baby."

"Well," Juniel click her tongue "you could have sex with her or kill her, but after that, lemme tell ya, it's more dead than alive." She stand up watching the view, didn't forget to say a statement to his face. He probably won't want to see Rachel's fiánce got mad. No one want to. "Take it easy Jun, i wanna see T.U. have his way with your friend." Kay hold Juniel hand back, which is reaching out to push T.U. hand away from Rachel face, and give out a smirk. Juniel stare at Kay in disgusted while Rachel struggle her way out of T.U. hands. The pub getting heated up by the situation.

"Tsk, call Hongjoong!" Rachel keep her voice downn as she say, enough for for two people to hear, herself and Juniel. "I can't. If Hongjoong meet Kay, shits will turn into a disaster." Juniel whisper back. "How about i call...San?" Rachel nervously mention. "I won't really recommend that tho.." They exchange eye contact in fears. They fell in silence for a few minutes, those man eyes still lock on Juniel and Rachel. Then Juniel decided to go down and try to negotiate (thương lượng) to the mans about letting them go.

Suddenly, Rachel phone rang, it's San calling. She is too afraid to pick up her phone because she is being caught up inside a not-very-pleasant situation so she don't wanna bother San dealing with this, and maybe if she pick up, that guy named T.U. will start to annoy the shit out of him. Ting! a text message coming up from San, help pulling her out of her own thoughts, which said: "Pick up the phone! Don't let me find out where you are right now." While Rachel hesitated should she pick up or not, T.U. and his sly hands quickly steal her phone, he pick up right after. "Where are you?" - the cold icy voice coming out of the phone. "Oh, im having fun with these guys in the pub." T.U. answer and the other line hang up right away. T.U. burst out a laugh and give her phone back, while Rachel eyes widen with suprised, that thing happened so fast she can barely react.

About five minutes after, San and Hongjoong both show up at the door, bringing Yunho and Wooyoung to the place. They kicking the door in, three of them having guns on their hands, only San came in with nothing. Hongjoong started speaking in a serious tone, hands loading his gun. "So, tell me Jun, why did you want to steal the weapons for Kay?" He then receive no answer from her, Juniel has placed her eyes down the floor since she saw him walking in, trying to avoid eye-contact as much as possible. "Ah-because i have negotiated to sell those weapon to an oganization in America, but ATEEZ got it first. So i asked her to steal it for me." Kay reply in rejoice. "Sure. Yunho, take the weapons and give it to him." Hongjoong turn his head and give his command out for Yunho. "Yes sir."

"And Kay, after you have had your weapon, i don't wanna see you have things to do with Juniel ever again." Hongjoong grunt and look at Kay straight in the eyes. Those piercing gaze Hongjoong give out could possibly kill someone. "But, beside that, you don't know what had Juniel done with me." Kay seems unpleased with the situation being so easy for Hongjoong to handle, he thinks if he give all the weapons out things will end? Not so early my friend, challenges need to be made. He painted a faint smile on his lips as he walk closer to Hongjoong, provokingly speaking. A loud bang then appeared, too loud to hear clearly, then after that it sound as small as a whistle. It's a close range gunshot.

Looking down on the floor, Kay's lying there, no state of life remain. Blood spill all over the place, it stain the walls, brain and skull pieces flew all the way across the room. People yelling and screaming, finding their way out of the mess, someone has already passed out. And there standing Hongjoong, look lifeless as he just has been forced to finished the prey. Rachel has already stayed in San arms when that gun shot burst out, San is fast enough to guess the thing that will happened as he pulled Rachel in right on time.

Cold words coming out of Hongjoong mouth again "Even that, you don't have the right to insult Juniel." He then turn his back and walk out without looking back. Leaving Juniel standing there, not knowing what to do or how to feel, she just standing there like a statue. He's filled with anger and disapointment. Why did someone he loves so much betray him like that ? What should he do right now ? Will there be a way out of this mess ? He keep his head ruined with his thoughts spilling every way possible.

Watching Hongjoong leaving, San then make his way toward T.U., who is standing there in fear since his partner died in front of him. San grab his shirt up by both hands, angry voice growling under his throat. "What did you do to her ?" As he talk, his fists clench tighter and tighter like he wanted to lift T.U. up the ground and throw him dead in the corner. "Noth-ing. Just a litt-ttle teasing that is-s it sir." T.U. mumble as if he's scared of losing his own life like his partner here. If he didn't back down from it, he might get killed and oh god that doesn't sound good. A punch then come out of nowhere, landed on T.U. face, everyone in that pub can clearly hear the thump moving sound as San fist collide to the cheek bones area of T.U. After that, T.U. whole body collasped on the ground, blood leaking through the corner of his mouth, maybe San broke his nose too because that punch was hard as hell. "So, what do you say?" Saying as San drag T.U. face of the ground, making him look straight to his face. "I won't ever-r come around her again sir-r" San tilted his head and smile happily "Good then."

Then he drop T.U. back to place, eyes glancing at his bruised knuckles. "Why do i always have to do such things tsk." he said to himself as he stand up, put his hand slowly back into the pants pocket. "Sorry for letting you see this Rachel." then he bow down to apologized. "Ah-it's nothing San." Rachel reply, eyes looking other ways "Shall we go now ?" He reach his hand out, Rachel quickly understand his intention, she put her hand onto his then they walk out of the pub.

As they were walking, San forcefully ask "So, what did he do to you ? Did he touch you somewhere ?" "He touched me everywhere." Rachel make a pitty face as if its the truth. His holding hand suddenly loosen up, his breathe got faster and veins coming out of his neck as they going to pop out anytime "Wait for me as i come back and kill that guy." he growl under his breathe, words come after words filled with anger. "No-no, i was kidding-" Rachel say in nervous while trying to grab his arm and pull him back from causing more trouble "He just touched me at the waist and that's all." Her voice got smaller and smaller, after finished the sentence, her grab on his arm start to loosen up, she look at her feet, helplessly waiting for an angry San to grow out of him. "Fuck i caused trouble for myself." - she said that to herself as she felt San getting closer to her. "Come with me." San say as he pull her arm with force, push her into the backseat of the car.

"Uh-what-?!?" Rachel confusingly response as her back hit the leather seat of the car, her whole body lie weirdly in the backseat. Unluckily, 'waiting' is not in San dictionary, he rapidly narrowing the distance between him and her, his face now only an inch futher from her face, he then adjust his leg right in between her thighs as he lean closer. San hands are parallel outside of Rachel head, holding her into place while his leg sliding upward her skirt which made her skirt to roll up. "So, you said you've lied to me? For fun?" He smirk as he watch her thigh starting to rub against each other, her face lit up in rosy color, her hands trying to cover her 'nearly' exposed self. "I didn't mean to-San." Her voice somehow sound broken, which appear to San ear as a beautiful choir from the one he loves. "Really ?" He lower his head and whisper provokingly into her ear, which send shiver and goosebump through all of her body. She squint her eyes, try not to feel the thing which run in her veins right now.

He then put his hand sideways to her waist line, the coldness from his hand make her body jump a bit. "Now i know why he touch your waist first-" his slender fingers seize her waist then he continue "because it's exposed to his eyes." She bite her lower lips, trying not to let out any possible sound. His eyes then glance slowly from her head to her toes, she look so beautiful, like a dream come true, he want to save her picture right now in his mind and never let it fade away. Then he slowly kiss her lips, a kiss felt light like a feather, she kiss him back as a respone. Their tongue intertwined to each other, her hand crossed on his neck, pulling him closer. Take that as a yes, he begin to devour her lips like a starving animal which haven't eaten anything for days. His grip on her waist became tighter, their breathe rapidly become one, they let out moans and groan within their throat. They soon let each other out to catch some air, her face is getting hotter than ever, both of their heaving chest risen up and down desperately finding some oxygen in the narrow space.

His eyes then drop at her neck and collarbones which now covered with drops of sweat, make it shine so marviously in the faded and flickering lights. He then lean down, bite and leave some red marks on it. She give out a soft moan then quickly try to cover it with her hand. "Let me hear you." He remove her hand from her mouth and roughly pin it to the back as he undo his tie and use it to secure her hand on top, then tying the tie on the door handle. "If you don't like it, i could stop and untie you. But only when you say so." He started his movement down there, knee touching and circling around her already soaken part. She let out a moan, louder than before "Good girl." He praise her as he slowly move his hand down, fingertips touching her neck, her collarbone, her waist then her part. She couldn't stop shivering by his actions, his touches. He start putting his hand inside her panties and massage it in a circular motion gently as he watch her reaction. She squint her eyes together, biten her lips and turn her head sideways, soft moans still leak out of her mouth even though she try so hard to conceal them up. Putting a kiss on her forehead, he slide his index finger inside her, a suprised groan crawl out of her mouth, her body twitching and squirming while her pussy leaking more juice out. He begin to move slowly in and out, trying to make her experience more comfortable. He then put another finger in, stretching her out carefully as she try to struggle free from the restrain, sweats begin to form on her forehead, moans started to fall out uncontrollably. "You really sucking me in. Such a good slut for me." A passionate kiss is now formed on both of their lips, like the wave of desire come over and take both of them out of the land, they hungrily explore each other throat while their tongues dancing inside. His finger pace then become faster and deeper, he curl his fingers to find her g-spot and then he knew hit them perfectly when she try to struggle his fingers out of her with broken moans and shaken legs. "Fuck-you're so hot." he whisper on her ears, still keeping that pace of his fingers. "San-n-i can-t." She mumble as she squeeze his finger, her words barely formed into sentence. "I'm not done yet." His tongue travel around her exposed neck, licking and sucking its way around while his hand still doing its job so damn well. He then roll her top up, reveal her beautiful breast, his teeth biting her nipples, tongue swirling around in circle, sometime suck it hard to make her moan out. Her moans are music to his ears.

"S-an--im going to c-um." She tremble, legs twitching together, herself sucking and squeezing his finger like it wanna trap those inside her, eyes closing and mouth can't help but open wide as she reach her limits. He body temperature risen up like a volcano ready to explode, she squirming and let out broken moans once again. "Then cum for me like a slut you are." His words have pulled the trigger inside her, she let out all of her on his fingers. Heaving chest, shaken legs, blurry vision after she let it all out. "You taste good, as always." He say with a smirk as he suck his fingers in pleased. "Don't talk to me like that." She avoid eye-contact with him because he probally gonna tease her if he saw her blushing face. She then sign 'untie me' as she look at her hand and wiggle around. After untied her, he help her fixing herself and clothes up, also wiping all the filty things they just done a few minutes ago. "Now shall we head home princess?" he smile as he jump in front and take the wheel, not forget to check her up one last time. "Sure baby. I need to take a bath as soon as possible, this itchiness is now killing me thanks to you." She glance at him in anger. "Oops, my bad princess. I guess i could make it up to you by cleansing you up when we get home ? How about that ?" He chuckle as if he has just made a funny joke which embarrassed her. "Shut up and drive or i will kill you." She threaten him as the wheel rolling on the way.

Juniel finally arrived home after the whole incidence. Her mind is now drown in puzzled, in thoughts, in regrets and in apologizes. Walking in their shared bedroom looking as dead as ever, her eyes get caught up within Hongjoong gaze. His gaze was cold, cold as ice and in that moment, she can't remember how he normally were. How sparkly those eyes were only for her, how his smile curl up beautifully when she push the door and came in, how he shown his affection toward her,..it's now all blank.

Like a white torn paper. Blank and Ruined.

"Hongjoong, you can decide how you gonna take my life right now, im not gonna fight back or something like that." She stood at the door, looking at him straight but he's just narrow his eyes down, focusing on the laptop which was on his lap. "Get that thought aside." He look up, closing his laptop. "No one's going to die tonight. But in this mean time-" He toss his legs down, put his hand in his pocket and walk toward her. His eyes landed on her face and on her expression, he wonder what's going on in her beautiful yet mystery mind. Does she love him or is it just a game for two ? Will he win this or will her take that mighty tittle from him ? He won't know, nobody knows.

"-you have to make up your mind and answer this question: have you ever love me, or not." his figure stood tall in front of her, his voice turn strict and it sound as a command, the way his words always affect everybody but her. "This house, you can stay for as long as you need-" he paused and take a deep breathe, his eyes avoid her face, as if he's torn if these words get spoken out. "-But, if you decide that you're not in love with me anymore, you can simply go, and from that moment, we won't be involed within each other life anymore." he then let out a light pat on her head, his fingertips may want to linger longer on each strand of her soft dark hair but he couldn't, his hand fall down in a fist as he put his hand in the pocket and go out.

The words ruined her, as a dull knife get stab inside of her heart, the veins covered it were struggle to remain its beat as the knife dance itself around in circles to damage the already bruising wound. Blood start streaming out of holes inside her body, her guts get twisted, the pain is now too much to endure. She collapsed on the floor, water start to form inside the corner of her eyes, the world then turn blurry as if its drowning. "I've ruined every-damn-thing." she growl in desperated, her nails unconciously stratching the wooden floor making unbearable noise. Drop of warm tears landed on the ground, mix with the crimson color of her blood spilling through the tip of her fingers.

"Fuck-" Yunho ran up stairs as he hear strandled and broken noise. When did he have the key? "Are you okay?" He nervously pick her up on the ground, blood is still leaking and dropping on the floor along with her tears, which create a beautiful and wild picture of the kinda fuckup mixture. "Boss tell me to look after you when he's away but fuck- i don't think it can be this worse."

"Ah-it's fine, really." She blink her watery eyes then get herself back to reality, she is now sitting on her bed when Yunho kneel himself under it to dress her wounds. "Aish-" she squint her eyes because of the pain. "Is it hurt?" he stop his motions and look up to check her "Just tingling a bit." she paused "Thank you for coming." her eyes drop at her fingertips, slowly check out the sore from her movements. "It's a command from boss, i couldn't do any different." "Sure thing. You can leave now, i will take it from here." she toss her eyes out as a sign, he then stand up, bow before her and leave, not forget to say something on his way out "Please take care miss."

The night she spent without Hongjoong beside her was long, longer than expected. The flickering lights outside the building, the cold breeze came through the window, the breathy sound she made while laying in her bed, slow music playing in the background,..it all formed in a large empty space - their home - used to feel like home to be exact.

She lay there wide awake all night, watching the sky change it's apperance as time went by. From the color of enternal crimson, illuminated itself behind endless skyscraper, to the fresh rosy glow hidden itself behind those soft looking clouds. All of that turn out more than enough to calm the rising storm within her mind and her heart, maybe just for a short amount of time.

There were no sign of her boyfriend in the house, he would be always sitting at the kitchen table and wait for her to come down to have breakfast together. But today, he's nowhere to be seen, which break her heart a little bit. Trying not to think too much about his disappearance, she grabbed some left over stuffs in the fridge for somewhat called breakfast and sat herself down the table.

"Hey, it's me again, are you currently free ? i was going to grab you for some early coffee." she dialed her phone and called Rachel once again. "Ah-im sorry i can't go with you today, i have some kind of idk- sore in my body so, it won't be comfortable for me to go out." the voice sound like a whisper as someone just got woke up from her sleep "Oh- okay, take your time resting at home." She paused and took a deep breathe, "But-uhm-can i ask you something?" the words spilled out her mouth in hesitae. "Im listening." Rachel voice tone got lower, which is now feel like a serious bussiness.

"What can i do right now, like along with the whole incident nights ago, Hongjoong did ask me something and i am now torn different direction-" Juniel paused and let silence get a whole of it "I mean- Jun," Rachel voice glow up through the phone in a serious and comforting way "i know you regret what you've done toward him, and shit got worse because you try to hide things, but now it's your chance to make it up and be honest with him..He loves you as passionated as he could, that's why he is now hurting. Real bad wounds you've made lol." Rachel chuckle at the end of her sentence. She then put force into each words that went out of her mouth which stumbled into the other line "Learn from it." After those last words, Rachel hang up, the conversation get cut half-way.

A sign of that call get her mind back on track, she slide through her phone, wanting to call and check on her boyfriend but she texted him instead. 'Hongjoong, will you be home for dinner? I got something to tell you.' - A text was sent, Juniel don't want to bother him by calling and get herself in trouble after hearing his voice. Not so long after, she receive a reply.

'I'm out for bussiness, i will be back after 2 days and then we can talk. I guess you have your answer now right, so see you then.'

'Okay, then see ya! Take care.'

She drop her phone on her bed, burried her face down the piles of pillows. "2 days." she whisper to her ceiling "then its all or nothing."

Two days went by, standing in front of her is her dearest boyfriend - her boss - the leader of ATEEZ - Kim Hongjoong. He look a lot leaner than the last time she saw him. His jawline is looking way more sharpen than a knife and can easily cut through his thin layer of skin, his cheekbone raise higher than before which made his cheeks sink down. How did he become so slender in that short amount of time ?

"Have you had dinner yet ?" The weirdest sentence ever formed getting spoken from Hongjoong mouth. "What? What do you mean?" She startled by surprised, unconciously took a step back in worried. "I said, have you had dinner yet ?" He say that once again and look at her straight in the eyes as he raise one brow up. He look very concern and strange. "I have already but-" "Good. I've already had dinner on my way home. Go to sleep dear, it's late." He interrupt her sentence then took his turn to walk out the living room. "Wait-i do love you."

Her grip on his shirt force him back as he try to sneak away from a serious conversation she wanted to build since like 3 days ago. "I meant it, i love you Hongjoong."

"Yeah i know, that's why you're still here." he rub her head, his eyelids close slowly "Hear me and go to sleep first" he say as he walk away from hern leaving her disapointed. "But you know what babe,?" he suddenly stop and angle his head sideway "I can forgive you sweetheart, you and only you, but i can't forgive for the thing you've done to me that easily."

She then found her wrist being pulled with extreme force, his fingers wrap around it tightly as if it can leave marks. His movements were furious, she can barely stay in balance with her own foot. "I mean, you've been a bad girl." Her back touch harshly in the cold wall behind, his elbow land on both side of her head and a grunt came out, leaning himself closer to watch each of her expressions. "My bad. I'm sorry.." Her eyes stick to the ground as she speak "Look at me." His slender finger lift her chin up. Their eyes then collided, once look shuttered as it tried to hide it true feelings, once look heavy in sadness. "Things wouldn't have gone bad if i didn't accept the offer. I was scared- I.." She mumble in her throat, her voice get broken and her eyes get teary as she try to speak.

But in a split second, her cries get stuck between his lips, his kiss is so addicting yet painful to the touch. He slide his tongue inside her mouth angrily and wandering around like a lost child finally found his perfect home, he crazily bite her tongue and her lips until they both feel the taste of iron.

Red and sticky liquid spill of the corner of their mouth, which then turn out to become too painful to bear, she try to get away from the animal but he's too strong. Being a boss of a mafia organization has trained him to be powerful and fearless. She's been pinned into her place like a figure of animal hung on the wall as a reward, after an exhausting hunting session.

Can't move, can't scream.

She struggle in his restrain, crying and begging him to let go. But he didn't seem to care much about her reaction, he continue to devour her hungrily. "Bad girl need to learn how to behave." He then push her down on the bed, finally letting air to fill her heaving lungs once again. He brush the hair out of her face, take his time to admire the figure of his beloved one, who's covered in sweat, breathy sound and broken moans, before he fuck the life out of her. "Know that i love you." A kiss drop on her forehead, warning about the thing will happen after that. An angry session of sex maybe ? But she's too worn out to respond probally, just let out a light breathy moan as an answer. His intention today isn't pure. That's what she know.

Days after, things might have gone back to normal, nobody act weird as the days before anymore. But, they all have to (or try to) pretend that the incidence hasn't happened, beside that it's all good til the moment T.U walked in with a bunch of people carrying weapons.

"Long time no see boss." T.U carry a rifle on his shoulder, looking bossy as he rule the place. Hongjoong raise his head, cock a brow then calmly spin the pen in his hand "Why do you come here?" He ask stony. San's head turn backward as Hongjoong speak up to see who's standing at the door sound so fucking cockily. "Ah-you again?" San say as he turn back, slowly sip on his cup of tea.

"To keep it short," T.U smirk "I want ATEEZ. A whole army behind me won't take a no as an answer." He walk closer to Hongjoong's desk, dragging his rifle on the ground creating annoying sound. Wooyoung, Yunho and Yeosang then pull their gun out and take a step foward to protect their boss. Hongjoong lift a hand up as a sign for them to stand back from the arguement. "As a person who needs another country help, my bad if i offend you Yakuza, that's a bold statement for you to say oh boy." Hongjoong stand up and let out a smile, he push the chair out to create a space for him to walk out. The sound of his shoes touching the floor echoing the silent place. Yakuza is another big mafia organization, it's like ATEEZ but in Japan. Hongjoong expression didn't change a bit, maybe he let out a small smirk as how stupid T.U. is to mess with ATEEZ. San still sitting there, sitting and sipping his tea in peace, bother about nothing, even when the situation is getting in the nerve of people around here.

Hongjoong and T.U. now standing face to face with each other, the atmosphere is becoming more intense as time goes by. "Don't make me to fire any bullet. Which will mean war to everyone in here." T.U. voice raise up as a threat and he continue "Beside, look at the amount of people right here, my guys are way much more compare to yours." He make an action of brushing dirt on Hongjoong's shoulder and burst out laughing.

"You disgust me." Hongjoong push T.U. hand away from his shoulder and keep a straight face as he talk. He loosen his tie and put both of his hand in his pant pocket. T.U. startled as he think Hongjoong was going to pull out the gun, his hand movement shutter while he try to pull his rifle up for protection. "Relax. I won't shoot this soon." Hongjoong chuckle then turn his back and walk toward his desk, as he was walking, he felt a cold metal barrel reaching his head.

"Don't fucking test me." T.U. grunt in his throat, his finger got closer to the trigger. All of the ATEEZ member startled and point their gun in T.U. direction, Yakuza did the same thing to ATEEZ. Dead silence filled the room.

"Stay put. Im going to check things out there." Juniel whisper firmly as she slowly lower her body and crawl out to study the situation. Juniel and Rachel were making some kind of deserts in the kitchen while they heard metal sound smashing around and some strangers voice. "Is something wrong?" Rachel ask quietly, avoid creating loud noise. "As I observed, they're going to have a gun firing, soon." Juniel nervously say as she loaded her gun, put her hand on the trigger.

"There there," San turn around as he speak, he slowly put his cup down, the sound of it and the sound of his calmly voice draw everyone attention. He cross his legs, eyes piercing forward. "Don't be so impatient like that. Let's talk things through, shall we?" He sound exactly like a bussinessman dealing an offer to a customer, cautious and reliable. "What do you want to talk about, huh?" The gun now turn its head toward San "You wanna play with me right? Im not done with the last time you nearly hit me to death, Choi San." T.U. angrily put force into each of his words, finger still set into the trigger.

San suddenly burst out laughing, T.U. akwardly look at his reaction, his grip on the trigger then loosen a bit. That's the chance, Hongjoong quickly pull the gun out of its place in his belt and fire a shot. Waitting no more, a gun firing start as soon as the first bullet flew out of its barrel. "Shit-too soon Hongjoong." San swear as he try to find a place to hide under those bullet rain. Yunho quickly cover as he slide a gun toward San, took no time wondering, San grab the gun and loaded it as soon as possible and find his way to fire.

Hongjoong stand there, firing non-stop towards T.U., trying hard to hit him in his deadly part and finish him, but the unequal part of the individuals cause him lots of troubles. Wooyoung deadass seriously come to the gun battle with his shotgun and dagger for a close range fight. Yeosang hide behind the counter as he try to contact the others to come and give them a hand, sometimes look up and throw greenades toward the enemies and often terribly knock down some walls and funitures. Yunho stand beside Hongjoong as his right arm and kill anyone who stood in the way with his favorite uzi.

"Oh my god they're fighting do they?" Rachel ask in concern but don't expect an answer while the firing sound keep getting louder and sharper. "I need to keep you safe." Juniel say as her hand drop on Rachel's. "Don't worry." Not so long after Juniel ended her comforting sentence, a loud shout then appeared.

"BOSS!!" Yunho shout as Hongjoong fall down right beside him, Hongjoong then took his last effort to fire one last bullet towards T.U. The bullet spin itself around, swirling and cutting through thick air and smoky scene, land right on T.U. heart while he cockily watch Hongjoong fall. Not the right time to laugh i mean. T.U. collapsed not so long after, his heart stopped beating in that right moment.

Juniel quickly rush over to check Hongjoong out in the zone of falling bullets, not even afraid of herself getting killed. Fuck it her boyfriend has been shot and she couldn't do a thing about it. Wooyoung and Yeosang take the responsible of clearing the path which lead to Hongjoong place. They, included San, surrounded Hongjoong in circle, bullet spin out non-stop from outside trying to protect the inner circle.

"Fuck im running out of bullets"

"Me too"

"Shit-"

"What do we do now ?"

"Die. Duh."

"I have some spare knives if you want?"

"Give it to me and stop fucking around will ya?"

They argue as the Yakuza narrow their distance, ATEEZ bullets starting to weakly approach their enemies. "As my count, 1-2-3 GO!" San shout as a command, just wait for that, they all turn to different direction and throw blades, sliding the enemies neck open. But this plan can't hold for long. Knives vs Guns? Fucking kidding me.

Juniel has tried her best to covered the wounds but he's bleeding too much through the veins of his neck. She tried to put pressure on his blood shot neck by her shirt, tried to keep him concious, tried to save his life. But, nothing gonna change the fact that he's already dead minutes after all of her efforts. The wound was too deep, hit right through the main veins of his neck which caused blood boiling out like a freaking waterfall. Watching her man fall in front of her, slowly giving his life up but damn he's fucking not forgeting to smile and comfort her that things would be alright before he gone - afterall. His delicate hair strings stuck into his beautifully shaped face, his eyes closed shut, his smile still lingered on his lips. Fuck that shit, everything about him was so beautiful and yet, hurt as hell. She paint out a smile, slowly touch every corner of his face to memorize it, intertwined her hands to his as the body gone cold. A kiss drop on his forehead, she mumble those three words with a smile before standing up and put herself in the fight.

"Don't fucking fuck with me and my guys." Now the circle has one more person, the only person who has a fully loaded gun. Juniel start to fire her bullets, tears covered her eyes but the thing is, those tears won't stop her from killing. Anger grow in her eyes, burning flames and dead bodies. She has to get herself back together and killing is the right thing to do now. Aim restlessly at people and watch them fall down like a castle of cards facing the wind.

One by one. Dead.

Red vision. Darken eyes.

"Shit-" San just got shot on his chest as he swear, one hand put pressure on the wound. They're all hurted, one place or another. Not one man is safe and sound. Oh well except Rachel - she's hiding and turn more worry after she heard San swear of the pain, her fingertips collide to each other, her palm begin to sweat uncontrolably as she pray to herself everything would be fine.

Then suddenly a group of ATEEZ trainees come in, armored to their core, firing every enemies down. "Wow, so soon!" Yeosang drop down on the floor, provokingly say as he glare deathly at the leader of that group.

"Good job guys we fucking lost our boss" Yunho rub his messy hair while looking at Hongjoong body and sigh. "I will fucking kill you all after today." Wooyoung threaten, point of each of the individuals. Rachel has now came out to take care of San wound with an emergency kit on her hand. "Let me handle it, it might hurt a bit" Rachel say softly as she open San shirt and try to pull the pieces of bullet out by a twizzer. A tiny ouch leak out of San mouth, which Rachel find it cute and funny at the same time. Finished covering San wound to stop it from the infection, she then continue "First aid, then you all will go to the hospital." She then turn herself over and take care of others wounds carefully.

"Juniel, you got some slit in your arms and waist." She look up and find Juniel slowly close her eyes and shake her head as a no. After that, her figure dissapeared with Hongjoong body. "That might take a while." San sighs sadly, leaning himself back and try to move his chest up and down. "Keep an eye on her, please." Rachel speak up, almost sound like begging, her eyes filled with worry. "Sure, we will. Don't worry." Wooyoung answer quickly, gazing his eyes through all those dead bodies in front of him.

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