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cotton-myeon · 3 years

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Been Through [06 - The Initiation]

Genre: non-idol!AU, chaebol!AU, angst, drama, slice of life, friendship

Characters: OC (Choi Seoyeon), Oh Sehun, and many others.

Word count: 2.4k words

Initiation [/iˌniSHēˈāSH(ə)n/] : the action of beginning something

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Another month had passed since that night, it was now the middle of April. I was already half-way through the semester, which meant that I only had three months left for both my thesis submission deadline, and the end of my internship. It was seriously stressing me out too, so I went back home for the weekend, after making an appointment with my other best friend, Bae Joohyun, to catch up and go shopping on Saturday. We planned to have lunch first, then go shopping at Lotte World Mall.

I was heating up my car and about to give Joohyun a call to tell her that I was on my way when someone else called me. The name Oh Sehun blinked on my phone. “Seoyeon-ah,” he greeted once I have answered his call.

“Hey, what’s up Hun?” I leaned back on my car’s door.

“Are you home now?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Get ready, I’ll go to your house in a while, let’s go out for lunch,” he asked- no, he demanded me.

“Woah, hold it, Hun,” I blinked my eyes at his... enthusiasm?

“Sorry, I can’t go with you today, I already promised Joohyun to meet up with her,” I told him.

“Oh,” was that disappointment that I hear in his voice?

“Sorry, we can go tomorrow, if you want?” I asked. He hummed for a bit, seemingly to think whether he was available or not for the next day.

“Is it Bae Joohyun of CJ Group? The same Bae Joohyun from IBM department in our campus?” he questioned instead. I found his question weird, but I answered nonetheless. “Yes, that Bae Joohyun.”

“Oh, perfect!” I raised my eyebrow at that. “I am actually planning to invite you for lunch along with Kim Jongin too- you know, the one that is in the same dancing club as me, and Joohyun’s cousin,” he continued. And of course I knew Kim Jongin, he was Kim Heechul’s younger brother. “How about the four of us go out for lunch instead?”

Honestly, I wanted to say no so bad. Within the past month after that party, and that night, you could say that I have been unsuccessful in not letting my feelings grow. I even tried to ignore his lunch invitations, but then again Jongdae had been busy with Samsung and his upcoming deadline for his thesis and preparation for the defense, so I did not have any valid reason to not have lunch with him. I mean, I was caught lying once- I did not want to go out with him that day and reasoned that I have promised Jongdae to have lunch with him. However, Jongdae was having an emergency meeting with some Samsung executives, so I had no one to go out with. In the end I opted for a food delivery, of course, so I did not skip my lunch; but it turned out that Sehun went to the very same restaurant where Jongdae was having his lunch meeting at- and since then, Sehun always double checked my lunch schedule with Jongdae. It was safe to say that basically, I could not escape from lunches with Oh Sehun, at all. And it did not do any good to my heart.

I was also planning to tell everything to Joohyun today- I had not told her a thing about this at all because I was honestly confused myself too, but I needed to rant to a girl, Jongdae could not be my ear all the time. That was why I did not want to have lunch with Sehun, but I could not tell him the truth, right? And why could he not just have lunch together with Jongin only anyway?

“Joohyun and I planned to go shopping after, though,” I tried to reason.

“Well lucky you, you will have two people to bring your shopping bags today,” he teased me. Well, that reason definitely did not work.

I tried another one, “I have to call Joohyun first, see if she minds or not.”

“She doesn’t mind- I am with Jongin right now, and he is on the phone with Joohyun,” he told me. And there went my plan to tell Joohyun everything. I have no other reason, especially when Joohyun did not mind having two people to help with our shopping bags later on.

“Okay then,” I sighed inwardly.

“I’ll pick you up, okay?”

“No need to trouble yourself Hun, I am about to drive now,” I told him- I was actually still leaning on my car’s door.

“Turn the engine off, I’m picking you up and that’s final, see you in five minutes,” he hung up before I could reply anything. And knowing how stubborn he was, he would definitely throw a tantrum if I ignored his words. Scrunching up my nose, I turned my car’s engine off, and went back inside the house to wait for him.

“Hey, I thought you left already,” my sister greeted when I returned to the living room. I plopped down next to her on the couch, “Sehun’s picking me up.” She raised her brow at that, “I thought you’re going out with Joohyun?” she wondered. “Sehun and Kim Jongin decided to join us, and he insisted to pick me up,” I shrugged at her. Silence ensued around us as we watched the show on TV.

“You know,” my sister started after a while, “I think I agree with Jongdae.” I looked at her questioningly, “What do you mean?” She chewed on her lips, wondering on how to tell me what was on her mind. “How one of you is bound to get hurt- especially seeing how you were resolute on not falling for him,” she said slowly. I sighed at that, of course, Jongdae would have told her- what did I expect really, when the male was dating my sister.

“Why are you so resolute on not falling for him anyway? I mean, honestly, both of you already look like you’re dating now,” she commented. “He has no feelings like that to me, Eonni,” I answered her after a while. “But you do, don’t you?” I kept my silence and pursed my lips, not exactly knowing how to answer that. My sister sighed and moved closer to envelop me in a hug. “You’ll never know until you try,” she told me gently. “I’m sure of it, Eonni,” I sighed and just enjoyed the moment of peace between us. “And I can’t do this to Aeri,” I added.

“They’re already in the past,” she commented. “Still, I just knew that I would lose Aeri if I do that- she’s one of my close friends too, I can’t do this to her,” I leaned my head back on the couch. “And I definitely can’t bear to lose Sehun, if things were ever to go the wrong way,” I added. “But you won’t lose him if he likes you too.” I heaved another deep sigh; my thoughts were running around this complicated matter.

Just then, my phone rang, indicating an incoming call. I took my phone out of my purse, and the name of the guy we just talked about flashed on my screen. “He’s here,” I ignored his call and put my phone back inside the purse. My sister tightened her hug for a second before finally releasing me. “I can’t tell you what to do, nor do I know how it feels to be in your place, but do know that I’m always here, okay?” she patted my head. I gave out a small smile and hugged her briefly, “Thank’s Eonni, I’ll be going first.” Before opening the front door, I took a deep breath to calm myself down; I did not want Sehun to see me in that kind of condition- his protective side would definitely come out.

“Why are you not answering my call?” he whined the moment I went into the passenger seat of his car. “Why hello to you too,” I rolled my eyes. “You’re only going to tell me that you’ve out here anyway, so why bother,” I shrugged my shoulders. “I hate you,” he scrunched his nose and started driving to Lotte World Mall. I snickered at his claim.

“Where’s Jongin, by the way? Didn’t you say you were with him?” I asked when I notice the said guy was not even following us from behind. “He’s picking Joohyun up from her house, and we’ll meet there,” he answered me. “Oh,” I hummed, “I thought he’s hitching with you, or the other way round.” Sehun shook his head, “Nah, he slept over at my place last night, so it’s more convenient for him to drive his own car, instead of going back to my house first.” I nodded my head, “I see.”

“Right, your internship is only one month left, right?” I started a new conversation. “Yup!” he grinned, definitely excited about it. “And you?” he asked back. “Ugh, I still have three months,” I groaned. “I suppose I’ll be alone after you return back to Seoul then,” I grumbled. “Poor you,” he mocked me and attempted to pat my head. I slapped his hand away and gave him a stink eye, and he laughed at my reaction. “Don’t worry,” he grasped my hand and squeezed it for a bit before releasing it- my heart skipped a beat at his gesture. “Suwon isn’t too far from Seoul, we can still have our lunches together,” he smiled. And now, I swore my heart just jumped up to my throat.

I gulped to make sure my voice did not come out shaky. “Don’t trouble yourself Hun,” I shook my head, “You’ll still be busy anyway with your thesis, I’ll be fine.” From the corner of my eye, I saw him glanced at me and pursed his lips. “But I want to, though,” he muttered under his breath. I was not sure whether he wanted me to hear that or not, but I pretended not to and threw my head away from him and looked out the window. I did not want him to see my quivering lips, nor how my resolution almost broke down right then and there.

No more words were exchanged between us for the rest of our trip except for the song that was playing from my music playlist that was connected to his car’s speaker through Bluetooth connection, and my occasional humming to the song in an attempt to act normal. It was an agonizing and borderline awkward for me, but I could not come up with other topic for a new conversation with him. I was not sure whether he sensed the thick tension in the air between us or not, but he did not try to strike up another conversation too anyway, at least, not until we had arrived and he had parked the car thirty minutes later.

“So, where are we having lunch?” he questioned when we got down from the car. “Joohyun and I haven’t decided on a place actually, we thought of just going around and see which restaurant caught our attention,” I shrugged and took out my vibrating phone. Speak of the devil, Joohyun was calling me. “Hey, where are you?” I picked up the call.

“Still on the way, we’ll probably arrive in ten,” she answered me. “Have you arrived?”

“Yeah, we just got out of the car,” I told her.

“Great! Then why don’t you choose the restaurant with Sehun? It might take too long if you wait for us first, and this big baby beside me is already hungry.” I chuckled when I heard a faint “Ya! Bae Joohyun!” from the other line. I could feel Sehun’s eyes on me.

“Okay,” I complied. “Is there anything that you or Jongin are craving for?” I wondered. By now, Sehun and I were already in the elevator, heading up to the third floor where most restaurants were located at. “Anything will do- but I want patbingsoo for dessert later!” she exclaimed- well, I should have predicted that one. Bae Joohyun and her love for patbingsoo.

“Got it, see you in a bit Hyun,” I hummed. “See you!” she ended the call.

“Is that Bae Joohyun?” Sehun asked after I put my phone back in my purse. “Yeah, she and Jongin will arrive in ten minutes or so,” I told him. “What do you want to eat, by the way? They’re fine with whatever we choose.”

“Nothing in particular,” he hummed after we got out of the elevator. “And you? Anything you’re craving for?” he looked at me. “Fish and chips,” I answered in a heartbeat. “I have probably tried almost all fish and chips restaurants in Seoul, and the one’s here is the only one comparable with UK,” I told him seriously. He snorted at that, definitely did not expect me to give out the details. We started walking to the direction of the said restaurant.

“Is this going to be your first time meeting Joohyun?” I wondered. I had noticed that he had always mention her full name, instead of her first name only. “Informally, that is,” he clarified. “I’ve only met her before in business settings,” he licked his lips, a gesture which did not get passed by me. “What, you’re getting nervous for meeting a pretty girl like her?” I teased him. “Maybe? I mean, she’s the Bae Joohyun of CJ Group,” he shrugged casually, not noticing of how the smile was wiped off from my face. I regretted asking him that question. “And she was scary, to be honest,” he added as an afterthought with a shudder.

“Well,” I started after taking a silent deep breath. “I think you’ll get along just fine with her, I mean, both of you are not my best friends for no reason,” I told him in an attempt to ease his unnecessary nervousness. “And now that I think about it, your attitudes are somehow similar with each other,” I pursed my lips. “Why do I have two idiots as my best friends?” I said loud enough on purpose for him to hear. He scrunched his face and gave me a stink eye, “Should I thank you for the compliment or be offended?” I snickered at him. “Just relax, Hun,” I told him again, “Trust me, you’ll get along just fine.”

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minghaocouture · 4 years

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Pyrrhic Victory: Chapter 1

A/N SO I did the thing and ended up making a full storyline for the SVT write night prompt I did. Please keep in mind that this is a work of fiction and I have no issues with any of the idols featured in this! I’m saying this because a lot of people will be dying in this fic.

Battle Royale AU!

Warning: Blood, Violence, Death, Language, Angst, Descriptions of Anxiety and Panic (If i missed any, please tell me)

Rating: M (for Warnings listed above)

Pairing: Jeonghan x Reader

Chapter List: One/Two

Eyes sluggishly pushed open, your body feeling the hard floor beneath you. Uncomfortable and cold in your school uniform. Your thoughts reeled, the last thing you remember was being in a school bus. Your class had been...going on a trip? Yeah you had a school trip, everyone had been looking forward to it since it had been announced around two months ago.

So now the question was, where were you now?

Pushing yourself up from where you had been laying, feeling the cold tarp underneath your palms. Looking around you noticed familiar faces, classmates, some had also woken up but others still lay there unconscious. The room looked a bit like a classroom, wooden chairs scattered the room, but no desks. The strangest thing was that the floor and walls were covered in a clear tarp. Scanning the room you eyes landed on your best friend, Kim Sojung, still asleep on the floor. As quickly as you could you crawled over to her, gently attempting to rouse her from the confines of unconsciousness.

As she slowly came to, you took another look around the room. No one else seemed to know what was going on either, and they were only talking in whispers to their friend groups. Turning your gaze back to Sojung as she pushed herself into a sitting position. Muttering the question that had been in your mind since you had woken.

“What’s going on? Where are we?” You simply shrugged and shook your head in response. Her hand quickly grasped yours, the two of you watching as other students woke up. As you looked around you noticed class heart throb Yoon Jeonghan had woken, he was now conversing with his two best friends, Hong Jisoo and Choi Seungcheol. Something strange caught your eye, a metallic choker on each of the boys necks. Glancing over at Sojung, you noticed the same choker. In fact, everyone seemed to be wearing it. Reaching a hand up to your own throat you realized that you were as well.

You felt a bit of relief as the door to the tarp covered room slid open, and your teacher Kim Heechul stepped into the classroom. Maybe he could explain what was going on, he was always such a fun teacher and seemed to really enjoy his students. As he entered, the room seemed to burst into noise as everyone directed questions towards the eccentric man. He ignored everyone as he made his way over to a small TV set up, it looked rather old in style, like one you would have seen in primary school.

“Hey! Mr. Kim, what’s going on here?” One of the louder students, Jennie, yelled advancing towards him. She stopped dead in her tracks as more men and women entered the room. Each of them dressed in military fatigues and holding very real looking guns. She stepped back, rejoining her friend circle but still yelling at your teacher from there.

The soldiers filtered themselves to all corners of the room, pushing you and your classmates closer towards the center of the room. The chatter only seemed to grow louder as some students began crying out of fear, others screaming and cursing while demanding to know what was going on. A feeling of dread filled the room.

Shots rang out, and everyone became silent as Heechul casually placed the gun he had just fired onto a small table next to him. He turned his attention away from the box TV and back towards your class, huddled tightly together.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why you’re all here instead of on a plane to Hawaii.” He began, placing a hand on his hip as his eyes scanned over your class. “Well, you’re in luck. You’ve all been chosen to be the participants in this year's Program.”

Of course you had heard of The Program. It was a television show, a drama where the characters, students, would fight to the death. Only one would survive it, and then they would even have little ‘interviews’ with the winner to simulate it being a real game. It was a work of fiction though, everyone knew that. It was just something entertaining to watch, like found footage horror movies.

No one responded to your teacher.

“That little show you’ve been watching, well it’s all real. It’ll be a fun learning experience for you. Don’t you think?” You felt your blood chill at his words. He seemed so nonchalant about the whole situation, as if he were actually hosting a game show and not sentencing you and your classmates to death. He even let out a small laugh before continuing.

“I’m sure by now, you’ve noticed your new accessories? The collars. Pretty chic wouldn’t you say? Well I have a fun video that’s going to explain everything for you! So i need you kids to sit down and stay quiet so you know how to play the game.”

“This is bullshit…” Glancing to your left you noticed, Oh Seunghee. Her eyes were narrowed as she watched your teacher. Next to her sat Ogawa Mizuki, a transfer student from Japan. The girl was latched onto Seunghee’s arm, as if it would be the thing that kept her safe now.

“I thought I asked you to be quiet?!” Before anyone could react, another shot rang out through the room and Seunghee’s body slumped to the floor. Blood trickling from the newly formed bullet wound on her forehead. Everyone’s eyes were on her now lifeless body, as your teacher clutched the gun that killed her in his hand.

Girl; Oh Seunghee - Dead. 23 to go

Screams, it was all you could hear as Sojung pulled you as far away from the now deceased Seunghee as she could. Mizuki sobbed loudly, scrambling to get away from the corpse, blood splattered slightly on her face because of how close she had been. A few students even dashed towards the door, in an attempt to escape. Only to be shoved away by the soldiers. You were frozen, unable to move on your own as your wide eyes focused on your former classmate. In the front of the class you vaguely heard Mr. Kim said something about how he wasn’t supposed to kill anyone.

This couldn’t be real.

The soldier’s fired off a few warning shots into the air, which caused the students to freeze once again. Everyone looking around to see if anyone else had fallen as Seunghee had. This time, thankfully, everyone else seemed to accounted for.

Mr. Kim clapped a few times, gaining everyone’s attention as he then pointed towards the screen. Taking the remote and starting the film.

On the screen appeared a symbol, a large ‘BR’ with a laurel wreath surrounding it. After a moment text appeared over that symbol.

“The Correct Way to Fight in Battle Royale. By the BR Law committee. ” Everyone knew this video, we had seen it on television, back when this all seemed like a tv show meant for our entertainment. The text faded away and a young woman appeared. You recognized her as a young idol, Jung Eunbi, or as she was know to the public, Eunha. The young idol wore a pair of cute camouflage overall shorts, and a bright orange shirt. The overalls had the letters BR embroidered into them, once again reminding you of exactly what was happening. Her hair in cute high pigtails, curled lightly and her makeup was done up quite nicely as well. The last detail that stood out was the fact that she was wearing a collar that matched the one that you and your classmates were wearing.

She smiled brightly as she began her speech. “Hello everyone!” She greeted, her perky voice seeming far too chipper for the situation she was about to be explaining to you. Mr. Kim clapped as she appeared, and even encouraged the student to greet the woman behind the screen.

“You students are the lucky class chosen for this year’s Battle Royale! Congratulations!” No one dared to speak, or even whisper to each other. Some students even continued to cast their gaze over towards Seunghee’s body, scared that they would be the next to go. The only thing that kept you grounded in the moment was Sojung’s hand tightly clasped in your own. Her grip so tight that you had started to lose a bit of feeling in that hand, but you didn’t push her away.

“Now I’m going to explain the rules, Listen carefully and then fight correctly! You have all been brought to this island. It is about 10km in diameter, and currently you are the only people alive on the island!” As she spoke, the screen changed. She was now standing beside a model of the island, giving you an idea of where you were and the terrain you might be dealing with.

“The island has been divided into all these little areas!” The map on screen once again transitions, placing a grid over top of the map. Making the island look almost like a chess board. “Your teacher will make announcements at 12:00 and 6:00, both AM and PM! These will tell you which areas are going to be dangerous and from what time.”

The screen transitioned again, Eunha stood in front of that same background as before. The large ‘BR’ with the laurel surrounding it. Her smile filling everyone in the room with a sense of dread.

“If you are in one of these areas, move! You want to know why?” She questioned, pausing as if she was waiting for your response. No one spoke, all simply staring at the screen. Some students, like Mizuki, were still crying, others seemed to be glued to the screen as if trying to memorize all the information that was being thrust at you. You were a part of the latter grouping.

Mr. Kim beamed at the screen and played along. Giving the most childlike ‘why?’ one could possibly exclaim.

After her pause, Eunha spoke once more “That’s where these necklaces you are wearing come in.” As if on cue, everyone reached up and touched their collars. Fearful as Eunha gestured to the collar she was wearing.

“They are completely water and shockproof, and there is no way of getting them off.” She pointed to a spot of the right of her collar. “This sensor monitors your pulse, and tells us exactly where you are and what you are doing. If you are still in a danger area when the time runs out or doing something ‘naughty’, we will send our own signal to you!” She exclaimed, a bright smile on her face as she pointed towards the screen.

“The necklace will sound an alarm and then...boom!” She threw her hands up, jumping slightly as she did. “It will explode!”

This caused more silent panic between the students. Your eyes met Sojung’s, both of you silently asking each other if that could possibly be the truth. You don’t remember the collar’s ever being a part of the show before, so they must have implemented a new design to...to make things more exciting.

“Also, trying to force it off will also cause it to explode. So please don’t try, okay?” No one dared to attempt at this point. You had already seen first hand that the people in this room weren’t above just killing you, so you had to believe that these collars were also prepared to take your lives as well.

“Ah! There is something else I need to tell you.” She said, clapping her hands together. “There is a time limit for this game! Three days is all you have! If a single survivor isn’t determined in that time then all the necklaces will automatically explode!” She explained, once again mimicking an explosion as she mentioned it. “If that happens, it means no one will win.” Pulling her hands up to mimic tears on her face. As you watched you started to hate her, you hated how happy she seemed while giving these instructions. Did she still think this was fake, just for a tv show? Or was she aware of the danger that you were all in? You didn’t care, you just hated it.

“So please, fight as hard as you can to make sure that it doesn’t end like that! Okay?” The video froze as she struck a cute pose. All eyes turned to Mr. Kim, remote in hand as he had obviously paused your instructions. Somehow his familiar cheerful smile still graced his face. “Does anyone have any questions for today's lesson so far?”

“I do.” Glancing over, Jung Wheein had her hand raised. Tear stains littered her cheeks, and her other hand grasped tightly onto the hand of her best friend, Hyejin.

“So only the person who is alive after everyone else is dead can go home?” Her question had everyone’s eyes on Mr. Kim once again. If possible his smile got bigger, and he clapped lightly.

“That’s correct Wheein. You can only go home if you are the last one alive.” He seemed proud that she had understood. He brushed a strand of black hair behind his ear as he continued. “You lucky kids get to experience the real world first hand. Life is a battle of survival, and the one who survives this will that they are worthy to continue living in the real world.”

You wanted to throw up. Anxiety pooled in your gut and ice practically ran through your veins. Before you could stop yourself, you raised your hand.

“Why us?” You tried to sound strong as you asked your question, but your voice wavered and cracked lightly. Which caused Sojung to rub her thumb over the top of your hand to try and comfort you.

Suddenly all eyes were on you and you felt yourself freeze once again, eyes locking with Mr.Kim’s. Dread set in, what if you had asked the wrong question. Would he kill you as quickly as he had Seunghee? Thoughts raced through your head in the few seconds it took for your teacher to respond once again.

“Great question, you all were chosen at random.”

So...no one had done anything wrong? It was just luck of the draw that your class was chosen for this horrible game. Was this how the previous participants felt? You didn’t think you could last through the whole game, there was no way. You weren’t even that good at your sports classes, and you didn’t think you had any skills that would help you get through these next three days much less skills that would help you...murder your classmates.

After a few moments of silence, Mr. Kim clapped his hands once again. This prompted the door to the classroom to slide open once again. Four new soldiers walked through the door, dragging large carts behind them filled to the brim with duffel bags. Mr. Kim continued to smile at the class as he started the video once more.

Eunha once again began moving on the screen. “Now you’re going to leave the classroom one by one. But before that, you will be given a bag!” She clapped excitedly as the camera panned out, showing a table in front of her. The table was littered with different items. “Inside is food and water.” She gestured to a few bottles of water on the table, and a small loaf of bread. “A compass, map, flashlight,” Her hands moved once again, this time lifting up a small resealable bag that held the specified items. She even took the flashlight out and shined the bright light directly into the camera. “And a weapon! Each bag contains a different weapon, but not everyone will get a knife or a gun. It’s completely random, with some good and some not so good at all. This will give everyone a fighting chance!” As she spoke, she lifted an ax from the table, it looked like one that a fireman would use. But in her smaller hands it seemed much too big. “Seems like I got lucky with this one!”

“Get ready everyone! You will be leaving by class number! When you hear your name, I want to hear a big ‘here’!” She gave a nice big wave before the tape ran out. Heechul turned the tv off and was handed a clipboard by one of the soldiers.

The Game Begins Day One - 1:40AM

As students were called forward, each once far too scared not to shout that they were indeed here. They were each thrown the heavy duffel bag before then ran out the door into the night. Much sooner than you, Sojung was called which forced her to leave you alone. Glancing around the room after she had left, you noticed only a few of your classmates left. As you did this your eyes locked with Yoon Jeonghan and your heart sank. He was staring at you and smiling.

If this had been any other situation, you would have been over the moon that your crush was smiling at you, but here and now all you could feel was dread. You mind instantly thinking the worst, he could probably tell that you would be an easy target.

“[L/N], [Y/N]!” The call forced you to tear your eyes away from Jeonghan, as you called out that you were here. You rushed forward and a soldier threw a duffel bag at you, the weight of it almost knocking you backwards. Somehow you kept your momentum and ran out the door into the darkness.

Once outside, it took you eyes a minute to focus in the darkness. The chill on the autumn air hits your legs as you look around, hoping to find a safe spot to hide so that you can look in your bag. You don’t see any of the other student, not even someone camping out in front of the exit. For that you’re grateful. So with this in mind you simply run as fast as you can for as long as you can.

Your heart pounding in your chest as you dashed through the forest, doing your best not to trip in the darkness. In the distance you hear a scream and sounds of a scuffle. This only furthers you to keep running despite your lungs burning and begging for you to stop.

Suddenly, you were flying. Your feet coming out from under you as your foot hit a tree root that you couldn’t have possibly seen in the dark. You have no control over your body as you tumble forward, unable to stop yourself. It felt like you would go on forever only for you to stop as you body just so happened to collide with a tree, causing all breath to leave your lungs.

Gasping desperately, you lay there for a minute before you can will your body up. Crawling towards a nearby bush and ignoring the pain in your knee, you must have hurt it when you fell. You finally unzipped your duffel bag to figure out what weapon you had received. You hands desperately grasped at the flashlight that had been in the bag, grateful you quickly pressed the button to turn it on as you looked through your bag. You felt a chill make it’s way down your spine as you pulled out your designated weapon.

A pocket knife, still folded and it fit snug into the palm of your hand. After a moment of hesitation, you flipped it open and examined the blade. It had obviously been sharpened before it had been tossed into your bag. You gripped it tightly, not wanting to be unarmed if someone came for you. Despite that resolve, just holding it felt wrong. You couldn’t imagine plunging it into any of your classmates.

Deciding it would be smarter to use the darkness as a cover, you decided to turn your flashlight off. It would also keep the battery life, as they hadn’t provided you with batteries for it. So what you had would need to last for the next three days.

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You didn’t move from your hiding spot until you heard footsteps coming your way. Carefully, you began backing further into the bush as an attempt to keep yourself covered. Unfortunately, as you did this your classmate heard the rustling as you moved.

“Who’s there!?” The voice called out. You recognized the voice of Choi Seungcheol, a friend of Jeonghan’s. He was strong, one of the strongest in your class. The different tests during P.E. had shown you that.

In that moment everything felt hopeless, if he found you it would be over and you wouldn’t have even survived the first few hours of the game. You could see the light of his flashlight moving around in an attempt to light up whoever was in hiding. In this case, that was you. His footsteps crunched a few leaves as he continued to advance towards you. Your heartbeat was so loud at this point you swore that he could hear it and it had become harder to breathe as panic began to set in. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion.

Once you heard a battle cry, everything sped up once more. Jennie, jumped out of the darkness and lunged for Seungcheol. From your viewpoint you saw a rope clutched in her hands, holding Seungcheol from behind with that rope tightly pulled against his neck. He reached for her, no weapon in his hand. This made you wonder if he had gotten one of those ‘not so good’ weapons that Eunha had spoken off. His hand gripped her hair and pulled as harshly as he could, leaning forward and hurling her over his back.

She landed on the forest floor with a harsh thud, the rope escaping her grasp and falling just close enough that you might be able to reach it. As the two continued to struggle, you took the opportunity to inch forward to try and get closer to the rope that had fallen. After all, it was safer for you if you had it and they didn’t.

While you had been distracted trying to reach, Seungcheol had kept the upper. His flashlight had come across the back of Jennie’s head in rapid succession, not giving the girl a chance to get off of the ground. Before you realized she had stopped struggling.

Girl; Kim Jennie - Dead. 21 to go

You were just barely touching the rope when an eerie red light turned towards you.

“[Y/N]?”

You had been caught. Forgetting the rope, you gripped your knife tightly and pointed it at Seungcheol as you scrambled backwards.

“Stay away!” You exclaimed, terror gripping your words as you brandished the knife as bravely as you could.

Seungcheol ignored your words and took a step forward, regret shining in his eyes as he did so. You noticed small streaks of tear stains on his face as well as specks of blood...Jennie’s blood.

“[Y/N], I don’t want to hurt you. Please…” He couldn’t think you would possibly believe that? Not after what you had just seen. Not while you were still in view of the corpse that had once been your classmate. He continued to advance towards you, keeping the high ground as your legs lacked the strength to let you stand.

Apparently, he had had enough of you running and wanted to end things quickly. He jumped onto your form, knocking the knife out of your hand in the process. Instantly you back kicking your legs wildly as you tried to get him off of you. While his hand wrapped around your neck, you continued to thrash around in an attempt to get free. He sobbed as he clenched his hand tightly, cutting off air flow to your lungs. Muttering apologies but refusing to let you go of your throat. You could hear strangled screams leaving your lips but they didn’t feel like they were coming from you, it was like someone else was in your body and you were just an unwilling passenger.

Instead of trying to push his hands away, because he was much stronger than you were and there would be no way you could get him off of you that way, you began grabbing randomly at the forest floor. Hoping to get your knife back or at least grab a rock large enough to hit him with.

Luck was on your side at that moment, as your hand grazed the blade of your knife. Not caring if you cut yourself you grabbed the blade, feeling it slice your skin as you did. As quickly as you could, you turned it in your hand and jabbed it harshly into the man’s skull. In surprise and pain, he let go of your neck letting you gasp out for air. Without really thinking, you pulled the knife out before he could move out of range and once again thrust it into the side of his skull. It took a minute, but soon his body fell forward crushing you underneath him as he bled out.

Boy; Choi Seungcheol - Dead. 20 to go

As you realized what had just happened, you pushed his body off of you. He fell limply to the side, eyes drained of any life. Without even really thinking, a loud wail left your lips as you began sobbing at the realization of what you had just done. Sure it was in self defense, but that was Seungcheol. Just a few days ago you had been tutoring him so that he wouldn’t fail your English class. You weren’t the closest of friends, but now you would never have the chance to talk or laugh with him again. All the hard work he had been putting into his studies, into sports, into his life...it all meant nothing now. All you could do now was sit and sob, praying that no one heard you.

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kpop-imagines-247 · 4 years

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M-My What (Kyuhyun x Fem! Reader)

A/N: As I said in the teaser, this imagine is really close to my heart. I love writing for Kyuhyun. As long as I have been a fan of super junior this man has found a way to slide up my bias list and make his way to the ultimate position. He has been through so much and still manages to put on a smile for us and that is what I appreciate about him.~Zero.

Ps. Mood board is mine please don’t steal.

Date: April 3, 2020

Pairing: Kyuhyun X Fem Reader

word count: 4,737

Warnings: Mentions of dealth, fluff and angst

Y/N P.O.V

Everyone has a guardian angel, I happened to meet mine when I was only seven years old. My aunt and uncle on my father’s side were driving us home from going to see a movie. It was very late at night, so my aunt was asleep in the passenger seat and my uncle was really tired and wasn’t paying attention, he didn’t know that he was driving on the wrong side of the road until a semi truck came speeding down the line that we were in.

He did what any panicked person in this situation would do. He swerved to the left, however on the left side of us wasn’t land or road anymore. It was a deep open body of water. So our car went right into the water and sank straight to the bottom. My uncle woke my aunt up and they quickly got out of the car to try and swim to safety completely forgetting about me in the back seat. The car was filling up with water fast too fast for me to fight against it or get my seat belt loose, so I sat there in the back seat and watched the last seven years of my young life flash before my eyes. I knew then and there that I wasn’t going to make it, I lost all hope.

I start to feel myself lose consciousness, but before I could I see a blinding light fill the water sanken car. Then the next thing I knew I was out of the car and in the sky. I think that now would be a good time to look up. I see a beautiful man with big bright white wings, then I look down and see the ocean below us. “Am I dead?” I ask in a small voice. The man looks down at me with a concerned look “No, but if I didn’t get to you sooner, you would have been.” He says in a clam voice. I couldn’t help it no matter how much I tried to fight it off. I felt the hot tears run down my slightly chubby cheeks, then I started sobbing, burying my head further into the man’s chest.

“Aww princess it is okay. You will be okay now, I am here.”

“Where are we go-going?” I ask slightly hiccuping.

“I am going to take you back to your house, your parents are worried sick about you.”

“What are you? You have very pretty wings.”

“Well thank you! I am your guardian angel here to protect you from early deaths or any other harmful dangers.” He replied

“Oh well thank you for saving me tonight, I think my mommy and daddy would appreciate it.”

“No problem kid, it is my job, when we get to your house I am going to have to leave but-”

“No, No please don't leave me...please.”

“Okay, Okay I promise I won’t, as long as you need me people will see me as a gold winged necklace when I hold your hand. Now try to get some sleep, I will wake you when we get there.”

I am suddenly too tired to talk so all I can manage is a slight nod against my angel’s chest. Some hours later I am woken up by my angel putting me on my feet about a mile or two from my house. He gently grabs my hand and starts guiding me back to my home. I soon see my parents in view so I look up at my angel and he nods down at me and lets go of my hand. I take off towards my mom and dad.

“Y/N, oh my gosh, thank heavens you are okay and alive, we were so worried.” my mom and dad say as they bring me into their tight embrace.

*Y/n is now 8 yrs old*

I still remember that night like is was yesterday even though it was over a year ago, I am now eight years old, if you are wondering my aunt made it out alive but my uncle didn’t make it, he got swept into the deep and fast currents which cause him to drown, sadly his body was never found. Yes I still get to see my angel, he is with me almost 24/7; the only times we are apart is when I am changing, going to the bathroom or in the shower. I don't know anything about him and he knows almost everything about me. Like how I am afraid of dolls, thunderstorms and open bodies of water(it makes me feel like I am reliving the accident).

Right now I am getting ready for a choir and band concert that I’m going to be performing in tonight. I am so nervous what if I mess up or what if I forget the lyrics in front of all of the people that will be there.

“What’s up princess, you look troubled?” The angel asks.

“I am just so nervous, what if I mess up and make a fool of myself in front of every person that will be there.”

“Y/N/N, you are going to do just fine. I have watched all of your practices and you did amazingly. You have a gorgeous voice and you play the F/M/I beautifly so trust me when I say that you are going to do just fine, I mean when have I ever let you down.”

“Okay, you’re right, I got this... let’s go and get this concert over with.” I say walking out of my room, but not before my angel grabbed my hand to guide me.

*Y/N is now 16 yrs old*

My angel started staying home during the day because he wants to give me some freedom. I am not worried about him not being able to get to me fast enough. We did a few tests, he can get to where I am before I can blink. So I am definitely not worried. It has been nearly eight years since the accident and I still don’t know his name, However, I will figure that out as soon as possible.

My day honestly really sucked, I started my period at school, I figured out that my boyfriend of nine months was cheating on me this whole time, I failed a math test that I studied so hard for and was so confident that I was going to pass, I missed the only bus that was going near my house. I now have to walk home, and to top it all off I cracked my phone screen today.

All I want is to get home, a shower, to eat ice cream while watching romantic movies crying my eyes out, and to cuddle with my angel like the old days; when I would have night terrors or like when there was a thunder and lightning storm. By the time I get home it is 5:30. I guess that I am lucky that spring break starts today.

My parents are out of town on a business trip and they will be gone for another whole month and half, so it is just me and the angel who I will find out the name of today. I start the long walk up the stairs, once I finally make it to my room I see my room setup for a movie night with just the person that I wanted to see.

“Oh My Gosh, thank you this is just what I needed.” I said and ran to give him a hug. I didn’t even realize that I was crying until he said something.

“Y/N/N what’s wrong?”

“It has been a really long and crappy day, I am just glad to be home.” I say while sniffling, “ I just realized that you have been protecting me for like eight years but you never told me your name.”

“ I am so sorry that your day has been crappy. I hope that I can make it better! You never asked me for my name, so I assumed that you didn’t want to know what it was.”

“Oh, well can you please tell me what your name is?” I ask shyly feeling stupid for never asking.

“Yeah, my name is Cho Kyuhyun but since you have known me for a long time you can call me Kyu if you want.”

“Well it is nice to finally meet you Kyu.” I say with a smile.

*Age 18*

I am now 18! This means that Kyu doesn’t show up as a necklace anymore to the whole world. He is just invisible to everyone except for me. However it has been like that for two years now. I like it better this way, because I feel more protected knowing that only I know that he is there with me all the time. I have known him for so long that it is sorta hard not to develop a crush on him, I mean he is very handsome and he is a gentleman. I still don’t know much about him. Like his age or how he died but he will tell me that when he is ready. I am not going to pressure that out of him.

In case you are wondering about what has happened the last two years or so, well here is everything my parents got divorced six months before I turned seventeen, I graduated with honors from the high school at the age of seventeen, the guy that I had a crush on for four years ended up being gay and my childhood dog died recently.

Kyuhyun’s P.O.V.

I have known Y/N for a very long time now. I have enjoyed my job as being her guardian angel, sure I have had other people to guard before. However, not one of them was as beautiful, smart, and caring as Y/N is. I think when it is Y/N turn to die, I’ll probably retire but I am not a hundred percent sure yet.

I haven’t checked into headquarters yet today, I probably should do that. I think to myself as I throw on a shirt and teleport to the said place. Once I am in the main room I see Kim Heechul, another guardian.

“Kyuhyun, just the person I was looking for. The boss has requested to see you, like, right now so you better hurry.” Heechul says while looking at me

“Thanks Heechul.” I say as I run to Leeteuk's office.

When I get to an all familiar door I knock twice, I wait until I hear a ‘Come in Kyuhyun.’ I quickly open the door and enter the room.

“Hey boss, you requested to see me, so what’s up?” I ask while shutting the door behind me.

“Kyuhyun, I have some news to tell you. However, I don’t think you are going to like it very much, please, take a seat.” Leeteuk states looking sort of worried.

Doing as he says I take a seat across from his desk, “Okay, I am seated now so what’s up?” I ask again.

“Kyuhyun, I have just been informed by my boss that,” He pauses to take a deep breath “Y/N is to die in two days, I am so so sorry Kyuhyun.” Leeteuk states while looking at me.

I feel my whole world come crashing down, no, no no no not Y/N. Anyone but Y/N. It is not her time, she is only 18. Looking up with tears in my eyes, I just muttered “What? Are you sure?”

“I wish it wasn’t true, I know how much she means to you and how painful this must be. Kyuhyun there is nothing no one can do, the upper boss says that it’s her time. Then it is her time.” Leeteuk replies looking down.

“Can I at least be with her when she dies?” I ask hopefully but already know the answer.

“I am afraid not, I was informed that wasn’t a good idea because you would try to save Y/N.” He replied.

“So, what do you expect me to do? J-just watch the girl I love die?” I ask slightly, raising my voice.

“No. not at all you don’t have to watch. Maybe, wait at the gates for when she does die. Then she has a person that she is comfortable with to greet her. I am so sorry Kyuhyun.” My boss says.

“Leeteuk, I will be back later I-I just need to go and clear my head.” I say while getting up from the chair. Once I teleport back to mine and Y/N’s apartment I fully break down. Looking at the clock I see that Y/N will be home in a few hours. Wiping my tears I start dinner, I have decided that today will be the day that I show Y/N how I died. It is also going to be the day I confess to her. I know it is weird, I am 153 years older than her. However, I am a ghost, so I never age but you can’t blame me. Here pretty soon she will be one too.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

My shift just ended at work; I was working graveyard which is never fun. You have to clean everything at the coffee shop before you can lock up and leave. If you don’t do it right then you get a third of your paycheck cut. The fact that I don’t have a car yet is pretty upsetting, this means that I have to walk about 1 hour to work and 1 hour back from work everyday. If I had a car it would cut the time in half.

Once I get to my apartment, the only things that are on my mind are cuddles from Kyu and a hot shower. I feel relieved when I get my key in the lock to unlock the door. Finally, I have the weekend off. I walk by the kitchen to see Kyu cooking dinner and I must say it smells amazing. I was going to stop and give him a hug but I am wet from the rain and all sweaty because I ran home, I will have to remember my umbrella next time it’s supposed to rain. Silently, I walk to my bedroom to get a towel and pajamas which are just some shorts and a tank top. Then I am off to the bathroom to take a long awaited hot shower.

After my shower I dress in my pajamas and head into the kitchen where I see Kyu setting the table in the dining room. Smiling to myself I go over to help him.

“Hey Kyu, do you want some help?”

“ Oh, umm no thank you Y/N I got it. How was your day at work?” asked Kyu, who seemed a little off.

“It was okay, long but okay I guess, what about you? How was your day?” I ask while looking at him from my seat at the table.

“Umm, about that, We need to talk about some stuff that is very important.” Kyu says while bringing over dinner.

“What’s up Kyu, you know you can talk to me about anything.” I say while scooping up some rice and putting it into my bowl.

Kyu sighs before speaking, “Y/N, I think it is time I showed you how I died, is that okay?”

Surprised by this I almost choke on my bite of rice, “Kyu, if you are ready to show me how you died then I am ready to see. I would love to learn more about you.” I say making eye contact with Kyu from across the table.

Before I can say anything else I see that I’m now in the middle of an alleyway. Looking out I see a man dragging a young girl into the alleyway and he was trying to force himself on her. I was about to yell at him to stop, but I saw a glimpse of Kyuhyun walking by. He must have heard the young girls cry for help because the next thing I know Kyuhyun runs down the alleyway and punches the pervert in the face.

I hear Kyuhyun yell at the young girl to run home and get to safety. She took off in fear while Kyuhyun was making sure that she got to safety. The man happened to get back up and he had a knife, I was crying and screaming at Kyuhyun to watch out, but it was like he couldn’t hear me. The man repeatedly stabbed Kyuhyun in the chest and stomach. When he was satisfied with how many holes he made he just got up and left. I ran over to Kyuhyun’s now lifeless body and cried with his head in my lap.

I closed my eyes and when they opened again I was back at the dining room table. With tears running down my face I look up at Kyuhyun, getting up I run over to him and embrace him in the biggest hug that I can manage.

“Kyuhyun, t-this might make you hate me but I just have to tell you this, I love you and I am very grateful to have you as my guardian angel,” I say while softly crying into his neck.

“Y/N, princess, look at me,” Kyu states while pulling away slightly, when I make eye contact with him he starts talking again. “Y/N, I-I love you too so much but, there is something I have to tell you.”

“Yes, what is it Kyu.” I prepared myself for him to reject me, but I never thought he would say these words to me.

“I was at headquarters today,” He pauses and looks like he is about to burst into tears “And my b-boss told me that uh- he told me that your time has changed and you are now in heaven i-in two days. I am so so sorry.” by the end of his sentence it has hot tears running down his cheeks.

“Hey, hey it is not your fault if it is my time then it is my time,” I say while wiping his tears. “Wi-will you at least be there with me?” I ask.

“ I am afraid not princess. They told me no because they knew that I would try to save you.” He says while looking down.

I gently lift his face, and kiss his cold tear stained cheek, I would kiss his lips but I am going to have to wait until I go up to heaven for that. “It is okay Kyuhyun, tomorrow is my last full day alive so let’s just stay home and cuddle okay?” I ask

“Are you sure that's really what you want to do in your last 24 hours?” He asks looking at me.

“If it means time with you then yes, Kyuhyun being with you makes me happy and on my last day I want to be happy.” I reply.

“Okay baby girl, tomorrow we will just have a movie night and cuddle. Now please eat before your food gets cold.” He states while kissing my forehead once.

After we were finished eating that night we went to bed. The next morning I am awoken by the light going through my blinds, yawning. I look over and see Kyuhyun peacefully sleeping. Smiling to myself I get up and walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair, walking to the kitchen I first go to the coffee pot and press the on button. Then I get the ingredients to start breakfast which would be pancakes and potatoes. I am soon lost in deep thought, I am wondering what my death will be like, will it be as painful as kyuhyun’s? Will I just have a heart attack? Will I die saving someone? Pushing these questions aside I pour myself a cup of hot coffee. When I felt a presence behind me smiling I turned around already knowing who it is.

“Good morning Kyuhyun, did you sleep well?” I ask while pouring Kyu a cup of coffee as well.

“Yes I suppose, what about you?” He asks while taking the coffee out of my hand.

“I slept okay, are you hungry? Breakfast is ready.”

“Oh, yes please.”

After breakfast Kyu and I get a bunch of blankets and build a giant fort in front of the t.v, once we got cuddled up together Kyu asked me this question. “What do you want to watch first?”

“Um let’s watch Y/F/M.” I say while reaching for the remote.

*Later that night*

We were done watching movies and now eating dinner. Kyu decided to make my favorite meal tonight for dinner. I will miss my human life of course, but I am curious to see how my afterlife will be with Kyuhyun. I know for a fact that I am most nervous about dying. I'm not ready to die. There have been so many things in life that I haven’t got the chance to experience yet.

I decided that I should go see my parents tomorrow morning before it is too late. I have a feeling if I don’t go and see them, then I won’t see them for a long time.

*The Next Morning*

I get up and get ready for the day, I make sure to look very presentable to go and meet my parents at the small cafe I worked at. On the ride there I text my mom the address, once I get to the cafe I pay the taxi driver then I text my dad the address. I know that my parents probably won’t react well but it is worth a shot. This will be the last time I will see either of my parents for the rest of their time on Earth.

I go into the cafe and order an Americano and a poppy seed muffin for myself, a Chai tea and blueberry muffin for my mom, and plan black coffee for my dad paired with a chocolate muffin. When my mom walks into the coffee shop when she is within arm's reach I bring her into a tight hug “I love you mom.” I say trying to hold back tears and keep a straight face.

“I love you too princess, why don’t we sit and enjoy the drinks you bought.” my mom says while sitting down.

The bell above the door rings again and my dad walks in, I get up and pull him into a tight hug like I did with my mom. “What are you doing here.” My mom says with distaste in her tone.

“Please mama can you both please just have coffee with me just this once?” I ask with desperation in my tone.

She is about to answer when three men in black ski masks armed with guns run into the small coffee shop. “EVERYONE, GET DOWN ON THE FUCKING GROUND IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!!” One of the men yelled the other goes to the barista running the cash register while the third starts walking towards a family with two little kids,

The one walking towards the family grabs one of the kids and puts the gun to the young girls head. Without thinking I say “Mom, Dad I love you both, never forget that.” I then get up and walk towards the armed robber, “HEY! “ I yell “Give the girl back to her family, she has a full life ahead of her, if you are going to kill anyone, i-it should be me.”

The robber throws the five year old girl to her family and starts walking towards me “LOOK AWAY!!” I yell to the family and my parents as the robber puts the gun to my forehead. “Any last words girl?”

“Ya dad take care of mom while I am gone, I don’t care about your differences do this for me-” “You're taking too long.” The gunman interrupts me then pulls the trigger. I feel pain, I hear my mother start to sob then everything goes pitch black.

It is only painful and pitch black for a short while as a bright white light fills my vision “Baby girl, please come into the light, all your hurting will come to an end.” a familiar voice calls out to me.

I see a hand reach out toward me. With a smile I grab the familiar hand and am greeted with Kyuhyun giving me a sad smile. “Welcome to heaven baby girl.”

“Kyu,” I say while pulling him into a hug and letting the tears flow out of my e/c eyes.

“I know it hurts sweety, Y/n/n I am so proud of you. You died a hero, you saved that little girl.” Kyu says while pulling away and wiping my tears.

“Let’s get you checked in, then you can go see some old family and friends.” Kyu says while pulling me through the giant gold gates.

I look around in awe “It’s beautiful up here.” I say as we walk up to a big desk.

“Hello, you must be Y/n welcome here is a pamphlet about the rules and regulations of heaven.” The nice lady by the name of Rose says.

“Thank you Rose.” I reply while walking with Kyuhyun.

“Y/n/n, you can look at those later, but for now you need rest.” Kyu says while gently guiding me with his hand on my lower back to what I presumed to be his house.

Once he stops in front of a door he says “This is now our shared home, I hope you like how it is decorated. I tried to make it look like the old apartment.” Then he opens the door and allows me to take a look around.

“Kyu it is beautiful,” I say with awe while looking around.

I then pull him into a hug and look into his chocolate brown eyes, smiling. I move one of my hands to the back of his neck playing with the hairs at his nape, while the other hand cradles one of his checks. I feel his hands gently grab my hips and I see him start to lean in with his eyes fluttering shut. With my own eyes closing I slowly leaned in with my head slightly tilted meeting him halfway until finally our lips met.

(Gif not mine found on good old google)

His lips are very soft compared to my slightly chapped ones and I feel eagles flying in my stomach and see fireworks behind my closed eyelids. I guess what I am trying to say is this is by far the best kiss I have ever been a part of. I slowly pull away not for the need of oxygen no, we are dead and no longer need it but because I feel the need to speak.

“Okay two things,” I slightly giggle, “one this was the best kiss, I have ever been a part of and two I love you so much.” I say while gently sliding my thumb against his cheek.

“I have three things to say as well: one I feel the exact same way, two what do you want to do now that you have infinite peace, and three will you be mine forever.” He states while moving some stray hair out of my face and behind my ear.

“I think after I get the hang of everything around here, I want to be a guardian like you. Of course I will be yours for as long as you’ll have me.” I say while hugging him again.

When I was seven, I was so afraid to die. However, now that I have reached my time and died the way I was destined to, I realized that my life was so beautiful and I was so blessed to have a guardian like Kyuhyun. My after life will also be just as beautiful with Kyuhyun by my side.

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obsessedwithbbandsuju · 4 years

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Han Yuna Masterlist

*This is my default information on Yuna; however, most of it can change based on the scenario (AUs)

*Faceclaim is Kim Hyuna (quite obviously for anyone who’s into kpop)

*Last Updated: 5/27/20

Stage Name: Yuna (유나)

Birth Name: Han Yuna (한유나 )

English Name: Krista

Group: Pandora // Solo

Other Members: Son Taeyeon, Park Soojin, Lee Sunbin, Park Minhee

Position: Lead Dancer, Vocalist, Sub-rapper, Maknae

Agency: YG Entertainment

Birthdate: May 15th, 1994

Debut Date: October 17th, 2006

Zodiac Sign: Taurus

Height: 163 cm (5’4″)

Weight: 45 kg (99 lbs)

Blood Type:

Nationality: South Korean

Father: Han Kyungsoon

Mother: Lee Eunbi (deceased)

Brother: Han Jaehee [older by three years]

Stepmother: Jang Miyeon

Facts:

She was born in Mokpo and moved to Ilsan when she was three

Her mother, who was a freelance writer, passed away when she was seven years old from cardiac arrest

Since she’s the only girl in the family, her father, a university professor, was very fond of her, sometimes to the point of favoritism, which caused a rift between her older brother and herself

Since age ten she took part in a children’s performance team in her neighborhood, which is where she came to love dance

Soojin wanted to be an idol since she was young

When Yuna was twelve, her father remarried to her stepmother, Jang Miyeon

Because she was young then, Yuna didn’t like Miyeon and rebuffed her stepmother every time she tried to be friendly, but Miyeon was continuously kind to her

Due to her aloofness toward Miyeon, Yuna and her father grew apart, resulting in them arguing more and more frequently

Her older brother, Jaehee, didn’t like their stepmother either and also argued with their father over the matter, which resulted in them becoming closer to each other until they were almost inseparable

Yuna says that once she and Jaehee began to get along, he looked after her very well - walking her to school, making sure she slept and ate enough, helping her with her homework, etc.

In 2005, Yuna auditioned at YGE by dancing to S.E.S’s I’m Your Girl and singing to Uhm Jung Hwa’s Poison, and passed

Her father, whom she still had a strained relationship with, was lukewarm towards her career, wanting her to study instead, but her stepmother and her older brother supported her

Yuna met the other members – Minhee, Taeyeon, Soojin, and Sunbin – in early 2006

After Pandora’s debut on October 17th, 2006, Yuna began to realize that she had been unfair to her stepmother, but never brought it up for pride’s sake; she did, however, become less cold to Miyeon, although still maintaining a large distance

Due to the awkwardness between her and her father and stepmother, she spent the majority of her years as a trainee and many years after debuting in the dorms with the other members

When she did visit her family at home, there was considerable tension between herself and her family, with the exception of with Jaehee, who always welcomed her warmly

For years, she continued to debate on apologizing to Miyeon for being so unaccepting of her at first, but she could never quite make herself do it

When Yuna was eighteen, the university that her father worked at closed; Jaehee had already moved out, too, and her father and her stepmother were going bankrupt, but they kept it from both her and Jaehee

Yuna found out, though, and used her money to open them a barbecue restaurant in Ilsan; the restaurant was successful

After the restaurant’s success, Yuna finally managed to tell Miyeon that she was sorry for the way she treated her at first; Miyeon accepted her apology and helped her mend her relationship with her father, too

The other members of Pandora are like sisters to her, because she’s known and worked with them for so long

The Bigbang members are all like older brother to her, though she’s especially close with Daesung

She’s the acknowledged best at aegyo in Pandora, having some naturally cute mannerisms

Yuna is close with Sojin and Yura of Girl’s Day, Sohee (formerly) of Wonder Girls, and Choa (formerly) of AOA

She’s acquainted with all of Super Junior and friends with Heechul, Kangin, Yesung, and Siwon

Yuna is also friends with all of SHINee

She’s close to 2NE1 and Blackpink, especially with Minzy in the former and Jisoo in the latter

In college, Yuna majored in political science

Yuna is the type of person who has very focused parameters; she doesn’t really pay attention to anything that doesn’t affect her or those close to her

The things that Yuna is interested in usually have to do with astronomy, biology, economics, or philosophy

Yuna is a good driver

Some of Yuna’s favorite books are The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Lord of the Flies by William Golding, The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien, For the Most Beautiful by Emily Hauser, 1984 by George Orwell, Girls of Paper and Fire by Natasha Ngan, The Moon Over the Mountain by Nakajima Atsushi, Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, and Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston

Yuna has an IQ of 171

Since childhood, Yuna has played the piano

Yuna is bad at putting on makeup, being the second worst at it in Pandora after Taeyeon

Yuna is introverted and likes spending time alone, she finds a good balance between time to herself and time with other people; Taeyeon once said that she envies Yuna for being able to walk on that thin line

Yuna’s favorite variety shows are Knowing Bros, Happy Together, Running Man, and I Can See Your Voice

By her own admittance, Yuna can be rather impatient and she doesn’t have the self-control of people like Soojin or Taeyeon; according to her, it can make her annoying to deal with sometimes

She thinks it’s a little scary how Taeyeon and Soojin can keep their composure so well

Yuna is someone who often wears her feelings on her sleeve; she doesn’t like hiding things, so she lets people know when she’s upset, sad, or anything of the like

She often lets her feelings get a rise out of her and regrets it later

Yuna is agonistic

She believes in aliens but she doesn’t think that human beings on Earth will ever be able to have contact with them because of the sheer vastness of the universe

Her MBTI type is

Yuna is bisexual and an LGBTQ+ supporter

She’s popular in variety shows because of how laid-back she is; almost nothing that the hosts say to get a rise out of her succeed in fazing her

Generally she talks enthusiastically on variety shows, but she’s hard to fluster

She also likes to fire teasing and smart comments on a rare blue moon, but they’re very well-done and hilarious, which is exacerbated because she doesn’t do so often

Yuna’s favorite foods are tteokbokki, jjajangmyeon, and tteokguk

She’s not very good at holding her alcohol; in fact, a cup is usually enough to get her tipsy

Yuna is a morning person; she usually likes to go to bed early and wake up early, which sometimes leads to her struggling during irregular schedules

Her favorite animal is the dolphin

She’s not very competitive and especially hates putting physical exertion into anything

According to the other members, Yuna is the type to get really emotionally involved while dating, and can get somewhat fixated on her partner; because of that, she sometimes gets her feelings hurt

Yuna has a bad tendency to just push away things that are stressing her out, which leads to bad procrastination habits

Still, she strikes a fairly good balance between her work and her leisure time, which is why she often worries about Taeyeon, the resident workaholic and perfectionist of the group

She loves to read, and she’s fairly sure it’s because her mother read to her very often when she was a child

Because of Taeyeon’s tendency to be experimental and change the concepts and genres of their discography frequently, Yuna and the rest of Pandora have been noted for being “concept chameleons” by some

Yuna can speak Korean (from growing up in Korea) and and Mandarin (from school and working abroad) fluently, and she’s good at English, Japanese, and Indonesian

Yuna is a somewhat controversial figure in South Korea because she (and the rest of the Pandora members) is more outspoken about her concerns regarding the double standards against women in the industry as opposed to men, as well as South Korea’s sexism in general; she has also delved into topics such as LGBTQ rights and the stigma against idols dating

Yuna’s ideal type: “I think anyone who’s there for me would satisfy me in a relationship. If I had to pick a quality I would say that I prefer people who are dedicated. I really find it admirable when someone commits wholeheartedly to something.”

Cho Kyuhyun/Han Yuna

Love Disease, part i // Angst

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chicken-fifi · 4 months

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Coping | Heechul (SuJu) Iamgines

Pairing: Kim Heechul x Fem!Reader

Requested by @bokkibunny: Hi Fifi, could you please write an expansion for Heechul from the You’re in a Car Accident reaction? She’s being kept unconscious because she had some severe internal injuries and she almost didn’t make it. Although he seems to be keeping it together quite well, he’s not fooling his members for one second (especially Leeteuk), who can see that he’s not actually coping well with the situation. He insists everything’s fine, but all it takes is a very vulnerable moment for the group leader to realise Heechul cares for her way more than he’s willing to admit.

Genre: angst

Word Count: 667 words (i think i subconsciously made this short intending for another part. idk)

A/n: i feel like it's been a long while since i've done an expansion for a suju reaction i think. i hope you guys enjoy it! you can find the SuJu Reaction | You're in a Car Accident right here!

Tunes: attack on titan OVAs

“Any news yet?” Jeongsoo asked as he took a seat beside his friend.

“She’s in a medically induced coma,” Heechul offered. “Her parents are in there with her right now. They just arrived so I left the room to give them some time with her. The doctors aren’t even sure how on earth she survived that accident. Her internal injuries are bad. Really bad.”

Jeongsoo listened to him carefully before leaning forward, elbows on his knees, “How are you holding up though?”

Heechul looked at his friend and leader for the first time since he sat down. For the first time since he had arrived at the hospital after being contacted, he felt tears well in his eyes. Pressure growing behind them, making it impossible to hold them back. They fell as his shoulders shook violently despite no sounds really coming out of his mouth. Jeongsoo was taken aback from his sudden outburst of tears. Not once did he imagine Heechul would crack like this. Although, Jeongsoo was certain that his friend had kept it together far longer than he would have had he been in this exact same situation.

“I’m fine,” Heechul choked out. “I just need to make sure she’s fine. They’re fine right? They’ll be fine right?”

Jeongsoo felt his heart break for the man who usually never showed much soft emotion as he was showing now. As much as Heechul had tried to keep it together over the phone when he’d called him - he had sounded so calm and cold, nothing like what he looked like right now.

“Heechul,” Jeongsoo began, laying a hand on his back. “You’re allowed to care and worry about her and lose it right now. You don’t have to put up a strong front in front of me - of all people, not me. I understand how it feels to some extent - everything that you’re feeling.”

His shoulders shook harder as he allowed himself to cry in front of his decades-long friend. It was no use playing the tough guy card right now.

“I can’t lose her,” Heechul cried. “I can’t lose her. Not like this. Not when she doesn’t know just how much I love her.”

There it was.

The object behind Heechul's sudden breakdown.

He cared far more deeply for you than he had ever admitted to you - to anyone for that matter.

“You won’t,” Jeongsoo stated with far more confidence than a man who hadn’t even seen you or known the full extent of your current medical state should have. “You won’t lose her.”

But even despite the fact that he did not know a single thing about you in that moment, despite just having arrived minutes ago to the hospital - beating the rest of the guys Heechul had called in his panic. Despite not having a doctor tell him that you even being alive was a miracle in and of itself, his words brought an immense sense of comfort to the crying man.

One he did not think he would ever have the honor of having, not then.

“Promise?”

Jeongsoo knew better than to promise such things, but he still went ahead and did it, “I promise. Now, why don’t we go to her room. I’m sure her parents need you just as much as you need them right now. They understand everything you must be feeling better than anyone else right now. And I think you should tell her now too, even if she is in a coma.”

Without a single ounce of hesitation, Heechul stood up wiping his face and walking towards the hospital room he’d been in for God knows how long holding your hand. He’d tell you, even if you weren’t awake to see him say it, he would tell you over and over again until you woke up and then say it even more.

He’d say it for the rest of his life if he had to.

Because he wasn’t going to lose you.

He wasn’t going to lose you.

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akiscribbles-blog · 7 years

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You Missed Me

Pairing: Kim Heechul x Reader

Genre: Angst, fluff

Summary: He had left without saying a word, but now he is back.

Word count: 872

Gif source

It had been so long since you last saw him. Two months of almost non-stop texting, calling and hanging out, then he simply disappeared. First he stopped asking to hang out, giving some excuses like him being just really busy. You understood, considering his job. Then he stopped calling, again with the same reasons. You were already sad, but still tried to understand. But when he stopped texting, you got the hint. It hurt to be dumbed by just leaving without a goodbye, but you took it as well as you could.

After over six months, you were already over him. So, one can only imagine your shock, when the very man who broke your heart, was now standing in front of your apartment.

You couldn't believe your eyes. It was him. The man who had disappeared without a trace. He was standing there, looking at you like he had seen a ghost. A ghost he was looking for. You stared at him with lazy eyes, feeling numb. All the possible emotions were running through your head: shock, sadness, anger, happiness, all of it. You didn't know what to say or do.

“Heechul...” you finally noted with a tired and sad tone.

“Hi…” he nearly whispered.

Then there was silence. You wanted to yell at him, let all of your anger out. You wanted to cry, let all those emotions out. But above all, you wanted to wrap your arms around him and never let go. You knew since the first date, that you liked him a lot. You didn't dare to call it love just yet, but the feeling you had for him was so close. You narrowed your eyes slowly while watching him, waiting for him to say something, anything. But he didn't, so you spoke.

“What are you doing here?”

“I don’t know…” his eyes looked down, being too afraid to meet yours.

“Then leave”, you said without emotion showing anywhere on you.

You were about to close the door on him, but he brought his foot between the door and the frame before you could do it.

“Please… Listen…”

“Why should I??” you raised your voice. “I got the hint, Heechul. You didn't want to be with me anymore.”

“No. That’s not it”, he was now brave enough to look at you in the eyes. “I needed space and-”

“’Space’?” you repeated him with a mocking chuckle. “Are you kidding me?”

Heechul sighed, his gaze wandering around again.

“Leave, Heechul. There is nothing else for us to discuss.”

You spoke with coldness, but your brain was screaming for you to grab him and pull him inside. You wanted him back. Two months was enough to show you that you cared about him more than anyone else. However, your pride was too great to surrender.

“I can’t”, he slowly raised his dark gaze to you. “I don’t want to.”

“What are you talking about?”

“My whole body is telling me to stay. It’s hard to explain, but I just don’t want to leave.”

You sighed deeply. “You are not making sense…”

That was a lie, you knew what he was talking about. Your mind felt the same way, however you didn't want to admit it. Not even to yourself. You looked down to your feet. It was too much to see him now.

“Maybe this will help”, Heechul suddenly pushed the door open and took a step closer. He gently moved his slender fingers under your chin to pull you to him. He leaned in, stopping for a moment as if he was waiting for you. You didn't know what went to you, but you met him and so your lips touched. The kiss was gentle, soft and caring. A single tear fell down your cheek as you remembered the little memories you had already made half a year ago. It may sound silly, but it really did feel like you and him had been together for years. And as if it all came back from that single kiss, all the emotions and all those small moments with him.

Heechul finally leaned back, a soft smile forming on his lips while he stared into your eyes.

“Do you understand now?” he asked.

“Enlighten me.”

Heechul let out a warming and adoring chuckle, knowing that you were just kidding, but he played along.

“I like you and I want you to be mine.”

Your bad emotions faded slowly and they were replaced with nothing but happiness. You finally let your mind and heart control you, as you wrapped your arms around Heechul’s torso tightly. “My love…”

Heechul hugged you back. “So. I guess that means you want me to be yours?”

“Yes, you idiot.”

“Good.” He grinned, “I don’t know how you managed to live without your handsome boyfriend.”

You let out a huff. “I simply thought of the times where you were being an annoying pain in my ass, and I instantly felt better when I realized that those days were over.”

Heechul laughed and kissed the top of your head. “You joke, but you missed me.”

You raised your head up to meet his dark brown eyes again, and then quickly pecked his softer lips.

“More than anything.”

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nctzendreamz · 5 years

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Crazy, Rich, and They Hate Me :: Part Four

Jaehyun x Reader Ft. NCT

Angst, fluff

A/N: The picture used to describe your fashion has nothing to do with your race or body type! It is only meant to show what you have on. Y/N is YOU! You are beautiful and goregeous and amazing. <333333

First you found out your boyfriend was rich, and now, as you approached the large mansion that was complimented with thousands of different plants and flowers, you definitely knew Jasmine’s parents were rich as well.

You slowly approached the large double doors. It was such a simple object, but it was still the most beautiful door you had ever seen. The buzzing of the doorbell made it even more memorable.

“Who is it!” A sqeaky, but familiar voice spoke through the intercom.

“It’s Y/N.” You yelled, trying to hold back a giggle. You heard a couple of locks becoming unhinged, and felt your eyes pop out of your head when you saw your friend. “Oh my goodness.” You whispered, immediately running into her arms and squeezing the life out of her.

“You literally look exactly the same! How is that possible!” She screeched as the two of you jumped around in a circle.

“Me? You look even younger than you did when we first met.”

“Woah.” You said in reference to the all white scenery in her humble abode, complimented with spurts of blue and yellow. “This is...this is beautiful. You live here?”

“That’s what I said when I first came to move in. I thought I put in the wrong address.”

Two twin boys crept around the corner, catching your attention quickly. “Hi!” You said in a sweet tone.

“Hello.” They said in unison.

“Cousins.” She said with a bright smile on her face.

“Oh.” You cooed. “Words cannot describe how happy I am for you, Jas. Like this is literally your dream come true.”

“Thank you so much, Y/N. Now enough with the emotional buisness. Let’s eat!” She clapped, prompting you to follow her into the large kitchen where her large family sat. You could already tell which one was her mom. They looked like twins.

“Mrs. Kim.” You ran to her, bowing.

“You must be Y/N.” She smiled. “I’ve heard so much about you since we got our precious Jasmine back.”

“Yeah. Too much.” A long haired male choked.

“Shut up, Heechul.” Jasmine spat.

“Haven’t I already told you, you want no parts of me?”

“Excuse those two.” Her mother interrupted. “Heechul has no filter. Please sit.”

You sat down in the large chair, stomach growling at all the food that was infront of you. “Don’t mind if I do. Hi cutie!”

It was one of the twins from earlier. You just wanted to squeeze his cheeks. “I’m not cute. I’m handsome.” He said with his chest out.

Heechul sighed dramatically, putting the last piece of food he wanted on his plate “In a world where I live, I think you’re neither.”

“Shut up.” The other twin said.

“Yeah!”

“I will fill your room with every thing you’re terrified of.”

“Heechul will you please stop threatening the children!” Jasmine yelled.

“Will you get a job?”

You didn’t know what to do, and when everyone at the table began to laugh exactly the same, you were even more confused.

“Excuse them.” An older man said at the head of the table. Jasmine’s dad. Even in the early morning, his clothing was still luxurious. Silk pajamas complimented with what you assumed was his initials. “Please.” He motioned towards the food on the table. You put everything they had on your plate, and began to eat.

“This is so delicious.” You moaned out, taking a moment to truly appreciate the fine cuisine.

“Yeah whatever.” Heechul scoffed. “Let’s talk about why you’re here.” He smirked, “Looking for love? A one night stand to remember?”

“First and foremost, she’s not thirsty like you. Secondly, there are kids here, and lastly, Y/N has a boyfriend. That’s why she’s here.” Jasmine winked at you from across the table.

“Wait...you have a boyfriend? With that outfit?”

You couldn’t help but snort even though you were being roasted.

“I happen to like the casual look. It’s different.” Mrs. Kim said.

“Yes. His cousin is getting married this weekend and I was invited as his plus one.”

“He’s Korean?”

“Yup.” Your smile couldn’t be brighter thinking about Jaehyun. You knew if you looked at your phone you would find a text from him, telling you how much he missed you.

“What’s his name, by the way?” Jasmine questioned as she put some kimchi in her mouth.

“Jaehyun.” You said calmly.

Suddenly everyone in the room froze. Jasmine choked on her food, the twins dropped their forks, and Heechul looked as if he could pass out.

“Woah woah woah...Jaehyun who?”

“Jaehyun Jung...” you trailed off suspiciously, eyeing everyone closely.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Heechul gasped. “You’re dating Jung Jaehyun? Like top bachelor Jung Jaehyun?”

“Rich as fuck Jung Jaehyun? Like richer than anybody in South Korea?”

“We’re rich.” Her dad said, leaning across the table. “They’re richer.”

“He’s pretty.” The twins said in unison.

“Girl! His family literally built the Seoul we know today. They got old stacks! How did you meet him?”

“We met back in LA. I went to this festival that I didn’t want to go to, and I met him.”

Heechul looked more offended than you had ever seen someone. “Why are you so calm? You do realize that Johnny and Rose getting married is the equivalent of the Royal Wedding here, don’t you?”

“Really?” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“Yes!” They all yelled together.

“Wait, does this mean that you’re going to the dinner tonight?” Jasmine whispered.

“Yeah. I finally get to meet his mom.” You sighed.

“Are you changing your clothes?”

“Wel I figured it was nothing wrong with this.” You picked at your clothing one by one.

“Uh uh girl.” Jasmine said, getting up from the table, Heechul right on her heels. “I will not let you fumble the bag like this. Get up.”

“What’s wrong with my outfit?”

“Everything.” Heechul said, grabbing your wrist and dragging you upstairs.

Two hours had passed filled with you being forced to try on different outfits. There had been so many that you liked, but according to Jas and Heechul, it wasn’t perfection.

“Family, I think we found the one!” He yelled, clapping his hands in excitement.

You couldn’t deny it. This outfit was absolutely a killer. You felt yourself getting hot just from looking at yourself.

“Woah.” The twins gasped.

“Isn’t it so her, but not bummy at the same time?” Jas squealed.

“I have to say guys, I’m thoroughly impressed.” You said, twirling around.

“I wish I could see the look on Jaehyun’s face when he sees you.” Heechul dragged. “Unfortunately I have a date to get ready for.”

“So you don’t want to ride with us? After all this hard work?” You fake pouted.

“Well since you’re begging...” he trailed off.

“To the Jung mansion we go!” Jas yelled.

.............................

“Did you put in the right address?”

“I think so.”

“I mean, it makes sense.” Heechul explained. “You can’t be the richest family in South Korea and then live on the main road. It’s not logical.”

“True.” You and Jas said in unison.

“Shit. Are those guards?”

“Don’t worry.” You said confidently, remembering what Jaehyun told you to say. When you pulled up, you rolled down your window. “Good evening, sir.”

“Who are you.”

“Rude.” Heechul said from the back seat.

“Y/N. Y/N L/N.”

“Boys we got a Y/N L/N here.” He said through his shoulder walkie talkie.

“Let her through.” The other man said.

“It’s your lucky day.” He smiled before signaling for the double j gate to be opened.

“Holy shit.” Jas breathed out as you drove around the long driveway.

You know you said Jas had the nicest house you had ever seen, but that was all in the trash now. This was the definition of a masterpiece. Everything about it screamed royalty. So many people were getting dropped off by their valets. You felt like you were in Hollywood. No, this was better than Hollywood.

“You’re actually dating a Jung. Like what the hell.”

“Yes I am.” You said in a scared tone. Suddenly all the pressure was trying to crush you. As you stepped out the car, a goregeous smile made you lose your breath. “Jae.” You whispered. In moments like these, it was like the only person who could hear him was you. He was in a velvet suit, complimented with a wrist watch you were for sure cost more than anything you had ever bought.

“Damn.” He came up to you, kissing you softly. “You look so damn good.”

You felt like a middle schooler as you couldn’t help but stutter. “Me? No..no...that’s you.” He kissed you again, and you could care less who was looking. You were on top of the world right now.

A loud horn interrupted your smooch, and also scared you to death.

“Sorry.” Jas said, leaning across the passengers seat. “Slipped.” She cleared her throat, and you knew what she wanted.

“Jaehyun this is my friend that I went to go see earlier. Jasmine. And her cousin Heechul is in the back.”

“We dressed her.” He said with a childish smile on his face.

“Oh really?” Jaehyun questioned. “Well I think it would be pretty rude of me to not invite two people with such great taste to the party.”

“Oh no.” Jas sang. “We should get home. You know... it’s dark and I can’t see.”

“You sure?” Jaehyun smirked, his dimples making an appearance.

“Well, you know I guess it wouldn’t hurt to stay a couple of minutes? You know?”

“Yes. Just a few minutes.”

“Stay as long as you like.”

The two of them laughed awkwardly, clearly starstruck.

“Let’s go in, shall we?” He opened his arms for you to wrap your own around, and you allowed him to lead you inside. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of Heechul and Jasmine going in the trunk to change out of their pajamas.

His house was the definition of a dream. You felt like you were dreaming.

“You really do look so beautiful, baby.” He whispered in your ear, kissing it softly.

“Are you trying to rile me up so soon?”

“Maybe.”

“Well well well.” A voice called out. A red haired boy was approaching you and your boyfriend. You didn’t know whether he was Lucas or Yuta, but you knew he was one of them because he was on complete model status right now.

“Yuta.” Jaehyun spoke. “Surprised you’re here on time.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m not always late.”

“Hi.” You smiled.

“Well hello, beautiful.” He grabbed both of your hands and kissed each one. “You must be the Y/N I’ve heard so much about.”

“I’ve heard a lot about you too.”

“Like?”

“That you’re a model.”

“Oh babygirl.” A deeper voice spoke. “We’re not just ‘a model’, we’re the models.”

“Never forget it.” Yuta added on, fist bumping his brother.

“Lucas.” He introduced himself.

“And on that note.” Jaehyun grabbed your hand, leading you away. “Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. They’re fun.” You said in a child like manner.

“You ready to meet my mom?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” You took a deep breath, allowing your boyfriend to open the kitchen door for you.

“You’re fired!” A slender woman yelled. “I asked you to do one simple thing, and you can’t even do it. Get out.”

“What? I did it perfectly!”

“Not perfect enough. Goodbye!” She snatched the bowl out of his hands, and started to finish making whatever was in it.

“Mother.” Jaehyun spoke softly.

She looked up, angry eyes softening at the sight of her son. “Oh Jaehyun. You look so handsome.” She quickly ran and hugged him, clearly not realizing you were in the room as well.

“This is my girlfriend, Y/N.” He said, grabbing your hand.

She took your hands from his, sqeezing them. “Oh...nice to meet you...Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you too! I’ve heard so many good things about you and I’ve been so excited to meet you.”

“I’m gonna let you two spend a little time together.” Jaehyun smiled, secretly sqeezing your behind affectionately before walking back to the party.

“So...how long have you been dating my son?” Her demeanor was much different now. She wasn’t evil, but you could tell she didn’t play about Jaehyun.

Your smile still dazzled. “Two years.”

“Really?” It wasn’t a question. More of a statement. “What do you do for a living?”

“I do hair. I’ve been working at a salon for almost theee years now.”

She moved back to her bowl, where she no longer felt the need to keep eye contact with you. “Is doing hair your passion?”

“100%. One day I want to open up my own salon, or maybe even do hair for celebrities. One step at a time though.” You laughed, she didn’t.

“How do expect to pay for that? You certainly don’t expect my son to, do you?”

“Absolutely not.” You answered quickly. “I actually didn’t know how rich you guys were until like yesterday.” Once again, she didn’t find your jokes amusing. Why was this so difficult? What were you saying wrong? “I would never ask him to pay for anything for me.”

“He paid for you to get here.”

“I had no idea.” You sighed in defeat.

“Hm.” Was all she said. You were about to try and ask about her, but someone came in. “Mrs. Jung, your husband would like to speak with you. He’s on the phone.”

She didn’t even excuse herself. She simply left. You needed a drink. Actually, you needed Jaehyun.

“How did it go?” He questioned as you approached him at the bar.

“She hates me.” You pouted, putting your face on his shoulder.

“No one can hate you. She was probably just irritated because of the guy she fired.” In reality, Jaehyun had no idea.

“That poor guy.”

“I warned you.” He kissed your forehead. “But don’t worry. She’ll warm up.”

You wanted to tell him about the fact that she seemed disgusted with your life choices, and also question why he wasn’t more surprised, but Johnny approached him before you could.

“I need help bringing in some drinks. Mind if I steal him?” He winked.

“Not at all.” You sighed. The minute Jaehyun was gone, you dumped your head on the bar.

“It’s frustrating isn’t it.” A voice spoke. When you turned around, you saw a face that you didn’t know could exist. He was unreal. “Trying to impress her only to have her shut you out.”

“Are you married to one of them?” You were hoping to make a friend who survived this, getting a chuckle out of the slim boy.

“She’s my aunt, but my parents are just like her. I could make a billion dollars and they still wouldn’t be satisfied because it wasn’t two.”

��That’s not cool.”

“What do you do for a living anyways? How much property do your parents have?”

“None.” You whispered embarrassingly. “I’m a hairstylist.”

“Even better.” He smiled, taking the last sip of his drink. “If it makes you happy, that’s all that matters. I think I’m the only one in this family that understands that.”

“Where there’s one, there can be many more.”

“True. Taeyong, by the way.”

“Y/N.”

“I know. We all do.”

“Great.” You sighed in defeat. “Just great.”

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“So, how did it go.” Johnny questioned as they closed the truck that held the last of the alcohol.

“Bad. I think. I should’ve did more to protect her. When she told me, I didn’t really sound like I cared even though I do. My mom is just-”

“Scary as shit.” Johnny finished for him.

“Exactly.”

“Johnny, may I have a moment with my son?”

“Yes ma’am.” He said, looking more terrified that Jaehyun had ever seen him. He ran away quickly.

“Everything alright?”

“Yes. I just wanted to tell you that your dad doesn’t think he’ll be able to make it.” Her voice was filled with sorrow.

“Oh.” Jaehyun sounded just as defeated. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah. Just got scheduled for more meetings. You know how it goes.”

He didn’t respond, deciding to listen to the sounds of nature around him.

“So about this Y/N girl.”

“I love her.” Jaehyun said before she could say anything else.

“Right.” She sighed.

“Did you not like her?”

“I just want what’s best for you. I don’t want you to end up with someone who’s only with you because of your last name or your looks.”

“Mama.” He grabbed her hands in his. “You raised me to be able to see who was using me and who wasn’t. Y/N didn’t even know about us and our wealth for two years straight. She loves me for me. I promise. I wouldn’t have brought her to you if I thought otherwise.”

“You’re right.” She shook her head. “Sorry for being so paranoid.

“It’s okay.” He took his mother in his arms, holding her tightly. “Just know that she won’t hurt me. And that I have good taste.”

“You said the same thing about Yuna.”

“When I was barely a man. It’s different this time. I mean it.”

“I know.” She said. She didn’t mean it though. If she had anything to do with it, you wouldn’t be together by the end of this wedding.

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|Not the Same| Exo 10th member AU| Pt.1

~Exo x Kim Xinzhi(platonic)//Changkyun x Kim Xinzhi// other idols x Kim Xinzhi(platonic)~

Summary: Xinzhi hasn’t gone to an award show in years. Many things have changed. There are new idols to meet, and cameras to greet. With her members by her side she experiences MAMA after such a long time. Having fun watching performances it doesn’t take long to get comfortable. With reminders of what was lost and what was gained not everything comes easily. Although she is used to flustering others, she also doesn’t expect her attention to focus on a particular mischevious rapper.

Word count: 3,000<

Type: fluff/crack/angst

Warnings: pills, identity confusion, mature talk, sexual talk

A/N: Okay so i had a few things planned before this, but i got inspiration for this and soon all i know was that my hands were on the keyboard and words were on the screen. I’m going to have to split it up into two parts (since i don’t have regular acess to a computer and don’t get mine until christmas). Don’t worry the second part will be short. I didn’t mean for the cliffhanger. I hope you like it. Anyways please dont be afraid to talk to me or to request!!~Moon.

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I had been peacefully sleeping. A deep dreamless sleep that soothed the ache in my muscles, and made me forget of all the dark things constantly tormenting me. The things i hid from my brothers. The things i hid with my smile. It was one of the best nights i had in a while. Until someone decided it was time for me to greet the morning light.

“Wake up you spawn of satan” something hit my face making my nose scrunch and hold back a sneeze. Groaning i blinked the sleep away wiping the drool from my mouth. The soft sheets had formed a cocoon around me while i was asleep. This bed was better than the one i had in the dorms. The company had rented out a place for us for our stay in Japan. It wasn’t huge and extravagant, but everyone had their own rooms. As my eyes opened i saw Jongdae standing next to my bed with the damned pillow in his hands. His hair was a mess, and his eyes were clouded with sleep. “Ugh, what the hell?? What year is it?" He simply raised a brow shaking his head.

“That’s not what matters. Think more... what day is it.” I racked my brain still in the middle of waking up. As I narrowed my eyes, it took a minute or two for it to hit me. I gasped and looked up at him as he nodded in comfirmatiom.

“MAMA” the word left both our mouths and I practically fell out of the bed. I flew out of the room with Jongdae following after me with a smile and leaving the pillow on my bed. I face palmed and huffed as my socks slid at every stride. How could I forget. The only reason we were in Japan was because of MAMA. I ran towards the kitchen screaming when i stubbed my toe on the ledge of a table in the living room.

“See, what’d i tell you? Time to pay up,” I heard Sehun’s voice coming from the kitchen while i soothed my throbbing toe. “I can’t belive i actually had faith in her. You would think she would learn after the last nine times.” I heard the dissapointed voice of Jongin soon after. Jongdae walked right past me not even sparing me a glance as he entered the kitchen. Quickly getting up I burst into the room immidiately lunging at Sehun who was busy counting the money in his hands.

“YAH, you moved it didn’t you? I hope that pays for your hospitall bill after i get you jerk!!” Sadly, i wasn’t able to claim revenge as the arms of the leader wrapped around my torso picking me up and setting me down on a stool a safe distance from the black haired idiot now sticking his tongue out at me. I grabbed the spoon set in front of me waving it in warning. Junmyeon simply sat down next to me sending Sehun a warning glance which made him turn in his seat dropping the fork he had begun pointing in my direction.

Anyone could tell Junmyeon had a soft spot for the two maknaes. What they didn’t know was that he favored me. Smirking in victory i turned to him. “So, what’s the plan Myeonie?” he turned to me with soft eyes eyeing the spoon in front of me. “We need to go to the company building and run over the choreography a few more times for our performance tonight. After that. we’re all going to take showers and we’ll head over to the stylists and start getting ready.” SM had a company building in Japan that I had only visited once or twice. It would be weird walking through this building’s halls and not see Heechul running from the manager, or not hearing the music blasting from whichever practice room Taemin was in.

Groaning I let my head fall on the marble of the island we were currently sitting at. He poked my side making me jump. “Cheer up. If you kids behave i’ll take all of you out to ice cream shop you guys love so much when we get back home. I’ll even let you have those noodles you aren’t allowed to have”. His words immidiately made me jump up in my seat. He rolled his eyes when Chanyeol shouted “That’s not fair’ as he was dragged in by Baekhyun drowsily rubbing his eyes. “I DESERVE IT” huffing I looked away from the pair as Chanyeol sat next to me with Baekhyun on his other side.

I looked at Chanyeol on my left side. That’s where he usually sat. I could’t stop my eyes from drifting to the stools on the other side. That’s where they used to sit. In front of me. I was taken out of my daze by a hand poking my forehead. Coming back to my senses I saw Kyungsoo placing a bowl of cereal in front of me. I grinned at him, and he softly shook his head ruffling my hair before returning to making breakfast for the others. Minseok passed by not a second later handing me a banana. I yelled out a thank you to both of them as i dug into my cereal.

Making sure no one was looking I let the smile slip off my face. I’d chime in every now and then as the boys talked about what they were looking forward to. Standing up when i finsished my food and leaving the room i made my way to my own. I made my bed and brushed my teeth. Every now and then my eyes would drift to the other side of the room. It didn't have a bed like my room back at the dorms. The bed which hadn’t been slept in god knows how long. Forcing my eyes away I made my way to my closet.

My practice clothes consisted of some grey cotton shorts, a black sportsbra, a white oversized tank top, with some white knee-lenght socks. Finishing the look i slipped on some comfortable black nikes, and i pulled my hair into a messy bun on top of my head. Putting all my stuff like my phone, water, and other items inside a black duffel bag. I quickly went to my vanity table opening the drawer full of pills. Pills they thought i had thrown away. Looking for the bottle I specifically needed I dropped two capsules in my mouth.

Looking up at the mirror placed on top of the table I narrowed my eyes at my reflection before turning around. I got my bag and swiftly left the room. I smiled as i found most of the boys in the living room only missing Chanyeol. I plopped myself in between Kyungsoo and Sehun letting my head reast on Kyungsoo’s shoulder. Jongdae saw me, and he threw his head back letting out a whine. “Where is this big-eared idiot?”

Right after that Chanyeol came in with a scowl and a headband lazily placed on his head to keep the rowdy hair out of his eyes. “I heard that” he grumbled. Everyone let out a laught at the timing and started getting their stuff together. We all headed to the vans waiting outside for us. On the way there I looked out the window forcing any thoughts that weren’t about our planned performance out of my head. When we got to the company building, our manager was already waiting for us.

I saw many poeple rushing around in preparation for the awards as the manager ushered us to the practice room. We stretched as fast as we could, and started going through the choreography and the plans for the performance. We had practiced this so much I could do this with my eyes closed and room spinning. Not long after, our clothes were sticking to our skin, and our chests were heaving. At this time, nothing was plauging my mind. It was just me, and the music coursing through my veins moving my body to it’s addicting sound. I watched my figure in the mirror extremely satisfied with my performance. Practicing my facial expressions and little gestures I was known for across the industry and fans. Once we and the manager were all satisfied, we were directed to the company showers. I walked towards the female showers ridding myself of the wet clothes. I chose the very corner stall and closed the curtain.

I let the warm water cleanse me of the sweat clinging to me, and I let my head fall back. I made sure i did everything with precision as the water dripped down my body. The only thoughts I allowed were about the performance as I finished. I knew what would happen. This performance was special. With multiple songs and a video playing in the backround. At the end we would all do something special. It was bound to stun both the audience and the fans in the crowd. No matter what fandom. This would be a performance to remember. I couln’t stop the pure exitement and giddiness from flooding my chest and spreading warmth through my body. This is what I was meant to do. This is what I was best at. It’s what I loved, and it’s what made me able to wake up every morning. It made my heart beat. It was my life.

Smilng I shut off the water quicky getting out and wrapping one of the fluffy white towels around me. I blinked the water drops away, and I gathered my stuff. Just as I was about to leave two unkown female trainees came in. They smiled softly at me, but even after all this time I could see it. The pity in their eyes. I was used to it. Quickly shaking it off I smiled as warmly as I could. We exchanged pleasentries, but I didn’t try to continue the conversation. I was so used to closing others off. It would be a hard habit to break.

Walking out I made my way to the female Exo dressing room. The male one being in the opposite side of the building. I being the only girl in Exo, was the only female idol there. I walked in my stylist all sitting on the couch making conversation as they waited. When I walked in they all sprang up jumping into action. Trinity getting me a robe to replace the towel before going into the room’s closet to get the outfit she had planned out for me. Kirra set up all her equipment and ushered me into the chair taking my bag and dumping it on the couch. She instantly set to work tilting my face this way and that to apply the cosmetics. Eli got her hair products ready while she waited for Kirra to finish up.

“How are you doing, Zuzu?” Kirra called my nickname knowing it gave me comfort. “Nothing but exitement, really. We have a big performance planned. I have nothing to be nervous about. We are Exo. We have a message to give. And everyone will hear it. Whether they want to or not. With my boys beside me, what could go wrong?” I did my best to truly believe every word that came out of my mouth.

Kirra grinned shaking her head fondly. “That’s the spirit! Feel yourself girl. You are the great Zui from Exo. One of the most beloved idols in the industry. The impactful, talented, and sexy Zui. Boys can’t even come up to you without getting flustered, and all girls want to be you. You make everyone want to bend-” I scoffed cutting her off before she could say anything else. Although, I couldn’t deny the smirk making it’s way onto my face. “You flatter me”. She laughed before getting back to work.

Neither of us said anything as she finished. She was too focused. When she was done, I looked into the mirror and tilted my head in satisfaction. The makeup wasn’t too heavy seeing as it would be getting done for the performance again later, but it was enough to uphold the image I had built. it kept my features sharp and addicting. Rhisestones dotting the corners of my eyes. The colors mature and capable of making anyone’s heart explode. My lips plump and especially tantilizing. My eyebrow piercing making me look fierce and powerful. She had given me contacts that added a blue tint to my brown orbs. I looked at the mirror as the corner of my lips curled up and Kirra could barely keep the sqeal in.

“I have to say, I think it’s one of my favorites. Thanks Kirra.” she quickly agreed and moved to the side. Eli moved in with the curling wand already in her hands. Eli didn’t have as big of a personality as Kirra (or as much as a big mouth). She was a quiet little thing, and she mostly worked in silence. She sighed and looked at me through the mirror before letting her eyes drop back to my hair.

“I’m really glad i was assigned to you.” when I tilted my head in confusion she continued “I’ve heard stories. Of idols who don’t make any effort to keep their hair healthy, and what a mess it can be. Plus, you’re nice. Some aren’t.” she whispered. I smiled softly at her. “I’m glad to have you too”. She swifly nodded before turning all her attention to my hair. She finished and we both smiled, pleased.

The curled strands were pulled up together with isolated strands hanging out here and there. Some framed my face while others grazed the top of my shoulders and collarbones. She also added glitter so that it shined a certain way when the light hit it. The soft strands were just waiting to be touched. I tilted my head back smiling at her in thanks. She shily smlled back and backed up so that i could stand.

I made my way to the closet where Trinity had been the whole time probably placing the last touches on my outfit. My breath hitched when my eyes caught sight of the dress. It was perfect for me. I shook my head in disbelief. She always managed to do it. Trinity smiled smugly.

“Like it??” I exhaled looking at her with wide eyes. “Like it? Trinity, I love it. You always outdo yourself. You really are the best,” she innocently shrugged at my words. “Oh stop, You don’t have to tell me that. I already know." I chuckled as I untied the robe letting it fall to the ground, Trinity helped me into the dress, and when i looked into the mirror a unique kind of breathlessness racked through my body.

It was an off the shoulder dress accentuating my shoulders, collarbones, and neck. It was short in front, and it got longer as it went back. It had an open back that had strings of jewels running across my skin, and a kind of fabric surrounding my waist that was see-through. The fabric at the back was light, so it flowed in the wind when I walked. The dress was comfortable, and it wasn't heavy at all.

She gave me many accessories. She placed a flower like headpiece on my hair being careful not to mess up the hair do. She gave me dangly earrings with a choker like necklace made of jewels. She placed a simple dangly hand chain on my hand which paired with a similar anklet. The shoes didn't have that much heel, but they were pretty and made my legs seem longer.

Looking into the mirror I smiled. The person staring back at me looked like the person I had been such a long time ago. The person I now pretended to be. The influential, compelling, striking woman that could bring anyone to their knees. Not the fragile broken little girl currently hiding behind all those qualities. The smile slowly slipped off my face.

"Don't...don't you think this is a bit much?" I questioned Trinity. Her eyes softened. In all her years of working with me I had never been one to show insecurity, but after what happened it seemed I had lost a bit of myself. But gosh, I was still as stubborn if not more.

Shaking her head she spoke. "Come on, Zhizhi. You look ethereal right now. Wouldn't it be fun to make an entrance? Leave an impression? You haven't attended MAMA in about three years. Don't you wanna show them? Show them you're still the same commanding powerful woman you were before??"

But...I'm not. No one would understand. No one knows. I'm horrified, but I dont want to go back.

Looking at myself in the mirror I forced myself to go back. To be the person I had lost so long ago. I made myself forget. Shaking my head I pushed a smile onto my face. I gathered all the bad thoughts and memories locking them in a box and placing in the farthest corner of my mind. Digging my nails into my palm I forced all confidence to spread throughout my body. I forced myself into the Zui persona. The sexy unfazed commanding idol. Smoldering into the mirror I let a smirk kiss at my lips.

"You're right. Don't worry your little head about it Trinity" slowly I turned to her grinning before patting her shoulder then walking towards the exit of the closet. "I'll leave them knees week, mouths dropped, and hearts racing." I chuckled when she responded. "Damm right you are. Work hard, make them hard."

My laughter rang around the room as I entered the main dressing room where Kirra and Eli had begun packing all their equipment. When they saw me they gasped stopping all movement. I'm pretty sure I saw Kiarra's knees buckle. Eyes wide she started to speak.

"You look- like...like"

"A goddess" Eli finished but Kiarra continued.

"An angel"

"Emma Watson on steroids""

"A statue made by the Gods"

"like I just died and entered heaven"

"shit man, this could be hell and I wouldn't mind"

"Y-you look like a..."

"-A sin"

With the last one a laugh bubbled up. "You guys are too much. I'd love to talk more but I'm sure I'm late" looking at clock I winced. Those noodles were on the line. I couldn't get Junmyeon annoyed. Waving I quickly walked towards the door, and I opened it breathing in the fresh air that didn't smell like makeup and mold.

I briskly walked towards the entrance of the company building where I knew the vans and fellow members would be waiting. Coincidentally, I didn't run into anyone seeing as most groups here had probably already gone to the venue. How weird. Back when I attended award shows I’d usually see Red Velvet talking about how to avoid all male idols, or Super Junior talking about all the shenanigans they could get up to and how mad they could get their manager. Now my heels clicking against the floor were the only sound that accompanied me as I made my way towards the entrance.

Kirra had already called down to announce I was on my way, so they were probably outside. I took a moment to collect myself as the elevator went down. The cold metal from the necklace seemed to keep me alert. One last time I forced all bad thoughts out of my head and cleared my mind. As the elevator doors opened, I grinned.

Zui was back.

I waved to the receptionist who's mouths dropped as I walked by. The security by the door opened the door not being able to make eye contact, and the sun's light hit my face. I noticed my members all standing by some vans conversing with themselves and I made my way towards them. I noticed the multiple vans one probably for us while others for our staff. Then, my eyes landed on the boys. They all had different suits with varying designs. Looking like princes, and god exo-l would have a field day with this.

"Hello peasants, ready to go?" my voice made Jongdae turn and he immediately spoke "Spawn of satan becomes satan himself but female version" smiling I walked right past him hooking my arm with Minseok's who gladly accepted smiling. "Well looks like Min is my date today. Jongdae's whine made me hold my arm out to him and replace mine with Minseok's.

"Actually, you two will have to be a duo today. You grandpas don't know how to have fun. You never dance or sing with me, so I'll just stick with Yeol and Baek today" mentioned idols then whooped swinging their arms around my shoulders. Minseok just shrugs in response pulling a whining Jongdae into the van. As we started heading towards the van, i felt a hand land on my shoulder holding me back. I immidiately recognized Junmyeons touch.

I looked back only to see the worry in his eyes. Both Chanyeol and Baekhyun looked back. “Oooh, she’s in trouble” Baekhyun snickered. My eyes widened. Me? In trouble? I thought back to everything i had done today and yesterday. I hadn’t done anything. I just put some soy sauce in Sehun’s bubble tea...then I proceeded to leave him at said bubble tea store. But that was normal. My eyebrows furrowed.

“Myeonie? What did i do?” he instantly let out an exasparated sigh. “What- no! No one is in trouble. I just have to talk to you” I nodded in understanding. He waited until everyone was away from hearing distance. His eyes looked at anywhere but mine as if searching for the right words. His brows furrowed as he gnawed on his lip putting his hands on his hips. The worry in his eyes made me bristle.

Letting out a sigh his eyes finally found mine.

"Zhizhi...."

"Myeonie?"

His hands left his hips, and instead they reached for my own. Encasing them he bought them close to his chest as his eyes searched mine. The contrast between his cold rings and the warmth of his hands shocked me out of the Zui persona. His mouth opened and closed as if he still couldn't find the right words. He visibly swallowed.

"Will...Will you be okay?" my shoulders instantly relaxed. Smiling softly at my leader one of my hands left his grasp and moved to smoothen the crease between his eyebrows. Patting his cheek I replied.

"It's been years Myeon, don't worry. I'll be fine. It's time." His eyes searched mine for any sign of hesitation. "But only you get to decide that"

"And I'm deciding that I'm ready." Sighing he brushed the hair out of my eyes. "Tell me if at any point given in time you feel uncomfortable" I rolled my eyes. I hated when he made me feel weaker. It hit too close to the truth.

"I'll be fin-"

"Promise me Xinzhi."

Hesitating I pursed my lips looking into his warm eyes. Junmyeon was hard to lie to. Not because he could detect when I was lying. But because I felt guilty doing it. This was the guy that stayed. That took me in and gave me a home. That gave me everything expecting nothing. He trusted me. And I lied. My chest filled with guilt as I did my best to smile at him.

I took his pinky wrapping it in mine.

"Promise"

With those words I touched the soft skin of his thumb with mine. He smiled his proud dad smile and pulled at my ear. His eyes looked behind me at the vans, and he scoffed smiling. I turned my head finding the beagle line with their faces pressed against the window of the Van's. I laughed as Chanyeol held his arms out pointing at his wrist mouthing one word

"Time."

How ironic. It seemed like that was always a problem these days. Shaking my head fondly I linked my fingers with Junmyeon's jogging to the van.

He got into the passenger seat while I had to get into the very front since the back seats were filled. I had been seated next to Jongin with Kyungsoo on his other side. Jongin helped me gather the dress into the car smiling reassuringly at me. I smiled back knocking my shoulder with his.

Junmyeon told the driver we were all here. The engine thrummed to life making the van move with a pleasant hum. I stared out the window fingers fiddling with my dress. The only thing filling the silence of the vehicle was the quiet murmur of member's voices. Their laughter ringing out every once and a while. I smiled a content smile. It felt like we were in our own little world in the van. A world spinning on an axis of our adoration for eachother. Nothing being able to disrupt or knocks us out of this warm state.

All conversations were halted when Junmyeon cleared his throat turning his head to look at his precious family. We all looked at him expectant and wide eyes. He grinned at us eyes forming crescent moons.

"Who's ready for MAMA!?" at his question we all whooped creating a lively energy. With our spirits lifted and excitement coursing through our veins, we smiled at eachother bodies thrumming with anticipation.

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Nervousness pooled at my stomach as the vehicle entered traffic. My eyes took in the large structure of the venue. Cars lined up along the streets waiting to enter the awaited event. Photographers, reporters, fans, and of course the idols all coming together for this day. I felt a hand touch the back of my neck soothing my nerves. Turning around I found Baekhyun's soft features beaming at me. I grinned back reaching to squeeze his hand before letting go.

The fans had asked questions like they did every year.

Would Zui be coming to the awards this year?

The company hadn't made any statements neither confirming nor denying my attendance. Fans had assumed their silence as denial. They didn't know I would be attending after years, so I was a surprise. I anticipated their reaction, and I had slowly been going to more public events getting comfortable once again. To be honest, I had missed the routine of getting ready, performing, and seeing other idols and fans. The familiarity of a camera was not something I expected to miss.

But being cooped up and isolated from the rest of the world did things to a person. Especially when I was used to being in the public eye. The only events I had been allowed to go to were concerts which I found myself lucky to even be in the songs. SM did everything they could to alienate me from my own industry. I knew many things had changed in the time I was gone for both the better and the worse. New groups had come up, and groups that had been at the top of the world were struggling. I had lost contact with many friends. Although some had tried to reach out, I wasn't allowed to respond. I wonder if they hated me. What they thought of me.

Did they think I was a stuck up bitch?

Did they think I personally held myself in a higher status than them?

That was the problem with not being able to talk to someone.

You never could find out what they were thinking.

I couldn't lie. I missed them. The spark in Yoongi's eyes when he was producing and his down to earth behavior. The akward situations Zico got himself into, and how he handled them. The way Jessi and I matched so well together with our defiant reputations, and our big personalities. Hyuna and our little get-togethers where we pretended to be normal people for once laughing and living the day freely.

These friendships had meant so much to me, and they had been ripped away because of someone who I had never spoken to. It was impossible trying to talk to them. The company regularly checked my eletronic devices. He took everything from me.

My identity, my health, my freedom, and my friends. There had been many things planned for me before the incident. Shows, solos, among other things and those had been ripped away from me as well. I had missed important things that the group had gone through. The relationships between my labelmates were now strained by the weight of saying or doing something and breaking me. They feared me with the best intentions.

The members were the only ones who ever treated me like I was normal. Sometimes, they were a bit hesitant, but I always did my best to hide my struggles from them. Everyone always looked and treated me like a victim.

I'm not a victim.

I'm Zui the charismatic sexy rapper. Not afraid of anyone or anything.

That's what I made myself believe anyways.

It led me to ask myself questions I had been asking for a long time.

Would it ever get better?

Would the public ever know what actually happened?

When would the nightmares stop?

After all these years would what happened ever stop being something constantly haunting me?

After all this time there was no answer for these questions. They were shadows that followed me laughing at me, and they never seemed any closer to going away. No matter how much I screamed and begged at them to go away.

They were always there.

Sighing I let myself focus back on my surroundings only to startle when I saw we were two cars away from the red carpet they had set up. Excitement pulled me out of any daze I had been in keeping me alert. My knee started bouncing as we got closer, and Kyungsoo reached over placing his hand on my knee giving me a comforting pat and a smile.

The vehicle came to a slow stop. The reporters and few fans seemed to still wondering who was inside.

Junmyeon turned in his seat grinning at us before opening the door and getting off. As he appeared the flashes immediately started going off, and the fans talked excitedly. Kyungsoo turned to the rest of the members too giving us a nod before opening the door. They all filed out as I waited being the last one that would get off.

As each member filed out, my heart pounded faster and faster. Minseok was the last one to get out beaming at me gums showing as he stepped out. A silence rippled through the crowd when the door didn't close after all eight members had gotten out. I scooted closer towards the door as they stared at the vehicle. Somehow, they knew. Knew the last member to get out would be the well known Zui. Their eyes hungrily awaiting the appearance of the rapper.

Taking a deep breath I let a smirk tug at my lips as the fresh outside air caressed the soft skin of my face blowing through the soft dyed strands spilling out from my scalp. Feeling the ground beneath my feet I made sure my dress was alright before looking up at the crowd. Some fans were looking at me hands covering their mouths, and eyes wide blinking. Others were laughing and smiling while clutching at eachother eyes shining.

My chest filled with warmth seeing one of my favorites sights. Poeple who had supported me and my group smiling because of me. I was finally where I belonged. With my members and my fans cameras annoyingly flashing lights into my face. I walked towards my members in front of one of those background set ups. Camera men were shouting at eachother shoving at eachother to get a picture. The fans were also taking pictures anxiously typing alerting the rest of the fandom of my appearance.

I had been shoved to the middle of the group, and as I stared at the cameras smirking I remembered something someone had told me a long time ago.

Head high or the crown slips.

A long time ago it was a saying I was fond of. Now i wished I could forget it. I didn't need a crown. A sword would do just fine.

The group shuffled along the carpet posing differently every now and then. Our range of poses included serious, sexy, happy, and a funny one. The funny one consisted of the boys with their arms in the air directed at me sitting on their heels, and I had my hands on my hips with a smug grin on my face.

After a few minutes we reached the end of the carpet. We walked up the stairs that would lead to the entrance of the building. Some security would escort us through the halls into the main area where the stage, fans, and other idols were seated. As we followed the security Chanyeol and Baekhyun came to my side linking their arms with mine.

“Who are you exited to see?” Baekhyun asked looking at me with big puppy eyes. My mouth dropped. I had forgotten other idols would be here in all the preperation for tonight.

Chanyeol smiled when he saw my eyes shine with a kind of fragmented light.

I grinned at the thought of being able to talk and explain everything to my old friends. The people who I held so dear to my heart even after all these years treasuring their smiles in my memory with the constant fear of forgetting them.

“The Shinee boys will be there right? And is Jessi performing?? I haven’t seen her in forever!”

Chanyeol’s smile immidiately dropped, and i could feel Baekhyun still, and his arm slip from mine. I looked at them in confusion.

Why were they staring at me so weird? Did I say something wrong. Their eyes filled with the emotion i hated. Pity. Baekhyun’s mouth opened and closed, and Chanyeol had a weary look in his eyes. I felt a warm hand drop on my sholulder someone walking up beside me. Turning i found Minseok with an uneasy smile. Nodding his head at the boys we continued walking.

“Zhizhi...we’re the only SM group attending the awards this year, and Jessi hasn’t performed for MAMA in about three years.” The wry smile still remained on his face as i felt my chest grow heavy. How alienated from the industry had I been? Was I really to the point that I didn’t know anything going on with my own industry. How far behind was I? Was there a line where isolation just became ignorance?

I nodded trying to stop the frown tugging at my lips. My voice feeling like it’d been ripped from my throat. Then, another hand rested on my shoulder. Suprise etched my features when i saw Sehun’s sharp eyes looking at me. Instead of the usual mischief, I saw warmth.

“Hey, aren’t you freinds with that rapper from BTS. What’s his name? Suga? They’re supposed to be here.” At that i felt the anger I had directed towrads myself dissipate a bit. An inkling of hope sprouted in my chest at the thought of Yoongi. I would be lucky if he even let me say hi. Yoongi had a hard time trusting others, and I don’t know if i still had any of his after cutting him off without so much a goodbye. I wish he knew how sorry i felt. He deserved so much more.

Sighing I did my best to smile at them nodding my head. “Yeah, youre right. Maybe I can even make some new friends” at that I heard Sehun snort.

“Who would want to be freinds with your ass?” With a glare aimed at him I stopped walking gritting my teeth.

“Listen here twat, I won’t hesiate to leave you ag-” i was cut off once again by Junmyeon grabbing a hold of my shoulders forcing me to walk scolding Sehun for cussing. I made a silent promise to get back at him as I continued walking only to come to an abrupt stop as Junmyeon’s hands held me still.

Annoyance brimmed and with eyebrows furrowed I turned my head to him. "Excuse me, dear leader, um- I have my own legs-" Junmyeon cut me off by shaking my shoulders, and only then did I notice everyone was frozen in place.

"But apparently you guys don't have legs?" at that Junmyeon shook me once more.

"Shhh...listen.."

It was then that I heard the chant the seated fans were screaming shaking the whole venue filling it with a special kind of power.

My chest heaved feeling as if all the wind had been knocked out of me.

"Oh-..oh shit." we all looked at eachother eyes wide as our laughs of disbelief were barely over the fan's chanting.

"LOVE ZUI..LOVE EXO"

With baited breath we all took slow cautious steps forward. The security guy turned around raising a brow, and he stepped to the side extending his hand and tilting his head as if saying "Go ahead."

Our steps still hesitant, we entered the main part of the building where the stage was, and the fans and idols were seated. As we appeared into where the fans could view us the chanting transformed into screams.

We composed ourselves as we walked towards our seats. The screams only got louder as we got closer. I couldn't focus on any of the idols that were currently staring at us. All my attention was on the crowd currently screaming my stage name. The light of the light sticks beamed at me with the familiarity of home, and in that moment I couldn't help but feel like my heart was full after such a long time.

I didn't have to be the idol that had disappeared for reasons unknown to them. The idol who constantly let them down. Their idol who only gave them 50% when they gave 100%. To them, I was still the same Zui.

The Zui that existed before all this mess. These precious people who gave me their continuous love even after all the sadness I had caused them seemed to shine with an ethereal kind of light. I stood there staring at them blinking away the tears blurring my sight.

Then, I smiled as warmly and bowed as deeply as I could. I didn't have to be accepted with open arms or with so much love. They screamed once more, and I waved before turning around searching for the rest of my group only to find out they had already seated themselves. They looked at me with a weird expression I couldn't read, but I ignored it and walked towards the seat.

Walking back I noticed there were three other groups seated around us.

To our right were nine young boys all trying their hardest to avoid my gaze.

Chuckling I looked at them closer trying to decipher who they were. Then, my gaze landed on a guy with dark hair and a V-shaped jaw. A boy that I had been told admired me. A smirk tugged at my lips as I recognized them.

Stray Kids

Many fans had recommended me their music for when I was feeling down. The lyrics of their songs were ones that were very comforting and warm hearted. Looking at them I wondered what things those young boys had been through to be able to come up with suck melancholy lyrics. I told myself I'd try to greet them later.

To the left was a group with seven boys. No. Seven men.

Taking in their faces they seemed so familiar. They weren't looking at me, so it was hard to tell. I wasnt, however, expecting them to be the boys that had seemingly climbed their way up from nothing. The boys I had grown so close to only to have been ripped away from them.

Looking at them I figured they looked more mature than when I last saw them. Something about them was older. I had recognized them when my eyes landed on the particular short passionate rapper sitting next to his light filled polar opposite companion.

Yoongi.

He was the only one looking at me. He didn't look angry, but he didn't exactly look happy either.

Just indifferent. I'd try to talk to him later too.

Finally, my eyes landed on the group seated right behind us. Six men. No. Six men and one girl. Definetly not a group I knew.

Raising an eyebrow I noted something else that was new. Were people still against putting a girl into a boygroup?

My eyes managed to catch one of the boy's. Yeah, definetly did not know them. He looked at me with curious eyes only for them to widen when recognition filled them. A red hue creeped up his neck and tinted his ears as he quickly looked down.

Amused I took in his baby like features paired with a body that obviously spent a lot of time at the gym. Broad shoulders, large biceps, and such a soft face.

How endearing.

I noticed the girl in the group who was sat beside him take his hand clutching it in hers. Neither of them looked at me. Curiousity probed at me, but I disregarded it instead realizing I had reached my group.

I sat myself between Chanyeol and Baekhyun who instantly made space for me. Baekhyun looked at me with a childish confusion.

"Why didn't you talk to your friend" his eyes fluttered over to Yoongi for a brief second before returning to mine. I shook my head. "I don't think he wants to talk, Baek. I'll try later." He tilted his head eyebrows furrowing.

"But you didn't even try Zhi" I sighed shaking my head. "You don't understand Ba-"

"No! you always say that, and I'm getting tired of it. Help me understand" his whispers were getting increasingly desperate. I couldn't do this. Especially not here. I turned away looking at the stage where many performances were set to happen. He tried leaning so that he was in front of trying to catch my gaze, but I avoided it.

"Just drop it Baekhyun" his eyes narrowed. "Xinzhi are you being serious with me right now?" Then Minseok sighed leaning back and crossing his arms.

"Baekhyun, please" at that the mentioned man looked at the older one questionably before huffing and slouching in his seat. Chanyeol's doe eyes flickered between Baek and I wondering who he should comfort. In the end, he reached out to both of us grabbing our hands and linking them together patting then before letting go.

My gaze landed on Baek and I's hands grasped together before clutching on to it tighter feeling the same thing from him.

It wasn't that long before the lights previously on dimmed, and the camera men got into position. I watched as Park Bogum's figure walked onto the stage with the screams of the crowd signaling the start of the event. His handsome face smiled at the camera as he introduced the show and made some cheesy jokes here and there. I let myself relax in my seat seeing as we would be the last to perform.

We enjoyed the performances dancing along to the choreography and lip synching to the lyrics. Baekhyun, Chanyeol, and Chen got especially excited with Twice while I got exited at Mamamoo. We made funny faces at the camera as Kyungsoo gave it a blank face and Junmyeon grinned nervously. It seemed so incredibly normal I didn't have a hard time settling in. A small pang struck at my chest when Bts performed seeing Yoongi stare at the camera so defiantly. Baekhyun just smiled nudging my shoulder with his.

I was so busy laughing with the beagle line acting like gossiping schoolgirls to notice the group behind us getting up and walking off backstage.

It wasn't until the beginning of a song starting with "Blow it" and it's bass shaking the floor that my attention was catched. Looking at the stage my eyes landed on the group immediately recognizing the man I had locked eyes with earlier. This time there was seven men and one girl. Hm, he must have been in the bathroom. I didn't get a good look at the new guy's face.

My interest only seemed to grow when I saw their chests vibrating along with bass of the song trying to replicate it only to abruptly stop when I remembered I had no support at that part of the dress. Giving the camera a suggestive look I settled down focusing on the performance.

The guy with the baby face I looked at earlier seemed like a totally different person. Confident in the way he moved and looked.

The start already had me interested. It wasn't until the first verse started that I felt my heart start beating faster. A guy with fiery orange hair stepped up eyes ablaze with passion. I felt my eyes widen, and my mouth drop a bit. My heart wasn't beating faster because of infatuation. Oh no.

It was beating with the elxiliration of finding someone who spoke the same language I did. This guy wasn't an idol.

He was a rapper.

And a damn good one at that.

My energy seemed to increase filling my chest with a weird buzzing and making my hear nod. In conclusion, I like this guy. I don't think I've seen energy like that in a long time.

I was about to turn to ask Chanyeol, who oddly knew everyone, who this was until I was interrupted by a deep velvety voice.

"I am what I am."

You wot m8???

My eyes blinked as my heart seemed to stutter. I clutched at my chest willing my heart to stop acting so weirdly. Not taking my eyes off the performance I nudged Chenyeol with my hand nodding my head in the direction of the group. "Who is that?"

"Monsta x."

I repeated the name still in a trance. As my lips parted in way for the name I realized it had a good ring to it. Next to me Baekhyun snickered looking at the others.

"I think Zhizhi just fell in love." I didn't even have the heart to smack him in retaliation. The group itself was very eye catching with the choreography, rapping, and vocals are going together very nicely.

But he was captivating.

With the metal in his eyebrow sparkling everytime the light hit it, and his body moving across the stage like that's where he belonged. He wasn't the most handsome.

Handsome wouldn't be something to describe him. Entrancing seemed to fit him more. Pulling you in with his gleaming dark eyes and a flash of his lazy smile. There was an odd mixture of darkness and light that clinged to him. A wry smile tugged at my lips as I leaned back taking a sip of my water.

As my heart continued to pulse at a quick speed, fear started curling around the edges of my chest. I really was off my rocker. I was acting like a teenager high off freedom recklessly falling in love with anyone who seemed daring enough to break her. Too bad I was already broken.

For the rest of the performance I continued to space out working on pushing any of the thoughts about him out of my head. I tried focusing on the performance, but anytime ne eyes landed on him my mouth went dry. I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

I didn't even know his name.

Rationality pulled at me helping me get his stupid face out of my head. Smiling falsely I bopped my head to the beat of the song. My eyebrows raised when baby face man ripped his shirt off. His lean torso wasn't what surprised me.

I had seen a ton of idols take their shirt off (Don't misinterpret I used to like attending other group's concerts before the incident), but I had never seen duality quite like his. No matter how many time baby face man flashed the camera with a seducing smile I couldn't help but remember his shy eyes not even able to hold my gaze. What were they feeding idols these days?

Who am I kidding?

I live with Byun Baekhyun.

Sighing I let out a relieved breath when the performance ended. I was so distracted I didn't see Baekhyun making kissy faces at me.

The rest of the performances passes in a blur. Groups I didn't know the name of nor that they existed having their five minutes of spotlight. I didn't bother trying to catch Yoongi's eyes instead conversing with Chanyeol trying to learn about new groups.

It wasn't until I saw figures approaching out of the corner of my eye that my back straightened. Sitting up I slightly twisted around noticing baby face man and his group coming back from their performance.

As they sat down my eyes roamed their faces looking for the deep voiced rapper. My eyes caught with some of theirs, and they bowed their heads in greeting. I bowed my head slightly everytime I looked up they avoided my gaze. It wasn't until I saw a glint from my far left that I tilted my head eye to eye with the rapper who had caught my attention.

My eyes zeroed in on him as we each bowed to eachother.

But as he looked up he didn't immediately avert his eyes. Oh no.

He looked at me. Dark eyes boring into mine curiousity gleaming in the depth of his orbs. He didn't smile or smirk. He had no expression. He just looked at me.

I couldn't think of a time where this had happened. Where an idol actually held my gaze. An idol I had not previously talked to. Hell I didn't even know he existed, but I knew he recognized me. The mysterious female rapper from Exo who was hidden from the public.

Idols feared me, yet his eyes didn't hold any trace of the emotion as we gazed at eachother. I couldn't find it in myself to look away.

The only thing that bought me out of my trance was a slap to the back of the neck.

Hissing my hand traveled to my neck rubbing the skin as I turned around looking into Chanyeol's doe eyes.

"What the hell Yeol?" his eyes were wide and accusing. "Really Xinzhi? Im Changkyun?? A basically rookie idol who's two years younger than you??" Well that certainly made things harder. Looking at him with an uninterested expression and a roll of my eyes I replied "Younger? How fun." Chanyeol's eyes widened even further as he tugged at my ear "Kim Xinzhi!"

"Ah- Ok listen how is age a problem when I dated Leeteuk" At that he tugged at my ear harder. "You dated Leeteuk?!" He screeched. I slapped my hand on his mouth his screaming muffled. I heard my name get hissed out and saw Junmyeon looking at me with those wide eyes your mom gives you when you talk back.

You know the "You better run before you get whooped" eyes. Looking at the group they were all looking at me wide surprised and scandalized expressions. Except Kyungsoo who gazed at me with mild interest mild then looked away. Now that I remember the only one I had ever told about my relationship with our senior was the stoic man.

Slapping Chanyeol's hand away from my ear I grumbled. I heard Sehun snickering. Looks like I could wave those noodles goodbye.

Grinning innocently at the leader his glare hardened making me shrink back in my seat. I wasn't scared of much. Not even Kyungsoo's dead eyes staring into my soul could strike terror into me. But let me put it this way.

No fear.

Furious Junmyeon.

One fear.

If mad Junmyeon asked you to do something you did it without question. There was no arguing with mad Junmyeon. To put it simply....

I'm fucked.

One wrong move and I wouldn't be let out of the dorms for another five years. Smiling I folded my hands in my lap and stared straight ahead choosing to try and not piss off my leader even more. Chanyeol guiltily tapped my knee whispering a quick "sorry".

Baekhyun then also leaned in. "Junmyeon says "We're talking about it later". He also says to settle down and behave." I nodded still aware of Junmyeon’s eyes boring holes into the side of my head. "Looks like Myeonie isn't so happy Zhizhi" Sehun taunted hands clapping in amusement.

My nails digged into my palm as I restrained myself from lunging at him. Testing Junmyeon was not something I wanted to do.

The only thing distracting me from the concequences I'd be facing soon was the fluttering feeling in my chest as the time to perform got closer. That and the set of eyes I felt from behind me. Trying to ignore it I would interact with the fans waving at them and asking them questions. Their smiling faces calming my racing heart.

It wasn't long before we were signaled backstage to prepare for our performance. Making sure I still looked presentable I stood up choosing to stay away from Junmyeon. I instead walked with Minseok choosing him as the best option of protection from Junmyeon’s wrath.

I had to separate from the members seeing as the female dressing rooms were in a different hall then those of the Male idols. Japan really took scandals seriously apparently.

As I walked to the dressing room heels tapping againt the ground I heard a gasp. Pausing my stride I strained my ears seeing if my mind was playing tricks on me.

"Just go say hi. The worst thing that could happen was her ignoring you." Turning in the direction of the voice I found nine young boys standing there looking like deer caught in headlights.

Recognizing them I smiled softly. I couldn't bring myself to put on my persona for them.

Walking closer I bowed as they scrambled to do the same. "Stray Kids right? Nice to meet you" I made me tone welcoming and gentle. A guy with dimples and curly hair stuttered. "You know us?"

I nodded. "Your music is really unique you know? It's very...how should I say? Real? Comforting? I cant really label your music. Let's just say it transcends words. I can't count the number of times I've cried listening to it." Laughing softly I watch as they visibly relax shoulders slumping and easy smiles being shared. My eyes landed on a particular short rapper with dark hair and a sharp jaw.

"Changbin, you're a good rapper. Very passionate. I honestly wouldn't mind working together. All of you." I watched as their expressions of suprise morphed onto their faces. My eyes caught a watch on one of their wrists.

"Sorry I have to cut this short, but I have to go get ready. It was nice meeting you." Words of agreement followed me as I walked away.

I wasn't lying. A collaboration with them seemed interesting. Although, given the intense competition between our companies it would be a hassle to get management to agree.

My train of thought was interrupted by a deep voice.

"You know, you're really different from what the articles say you are." I felt my heart lurch into my throat as I spinned around.

Looking at him was hard enough. Talking to him? Well it took me a second to find my voice. Regaining my composure I tilted my head.

"Can't you say the same?"

Lifting a pierced eyebrow in amusement he shook his head. "You're the exact opposite of all the things I've heard. Are you sure you're Zui from Exo?" Scoffing I narrowed my eyes. My stage persona was a whole other being compared to me. He however, was just as bold as he was on stage.

"Excuse me, who are you?" He actually had the nerve to laugh. He opened his mouth as if to say something only to shake his head and close his mouth. Stepping closer he offered his hand.I accepted watching as his hand easily fit mine encasing it in warmth.

"Im Chankyun. Rapper and maknae from Monsta x." all information I already knew. I nodded trying to seem uninterested. He seemed like the kind of person to tease if I spurred him on. Trying to calm the heat traveling up my neck I cleared my throat.

"You already know who I am". He scoffed through his nose letting out a disbelieving grin.

"Apparently I don't" I started cursing the universe for choosing him out of all poeple. Although, he definetly had charm.

Sighing I gave in snatching my hand from his when I noticed we hadn't let go of eachother. Clasping my hand close to my chest I relented.

"Kim Xinzhi. Rapper and maknae from Exo." his eyes sparkled. "We have a lot in common" his voice was the same smooth tone he had on stage. It felt like he didn't have to put on much of a mask.

The more we talked the more I felt myself getting attached to him. As my fondness grew, so did my fear.

Hardening my face and tightening my lips I took a step back. He wanted Zui? I'd give him Zui.

I shook my head.

"We don't"

"Well now you're just being difficult." I really had to pick this one didn't I?

"We really aren't similar at all. We're on opposite sides of the same spectrum. I'm up here, and you're down here. My group has won thousands of awards while yours is just starting out, and-...are-are you paying attention?" I cut myself off as I saw him zoning out eyes zeroed in on my face.

I turned around to see if he was staring at something behind me only to turn back around and have his hand reaching up to my face.

"Don't move"

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YIN’S MASTERLIST

Legend:

A- Angst, F-Fluff, S- Smut, M- Mature Content

✦- Personal Favorite

EXO

KIM MINSEOK

Two Way (F) - Minseok’s Birthday Drabble. Barista!AU

How Are You? (F) ✦ - You were always happy to interact and talk to him. But the way he asks the same three words over and over agitates the hell out of you.

In My Place (A) (M) - That night, he just held you close - like he always used to. Nights that you both act as if you’re all okay and mended, as if things never ended.

Unfitting (S) ✦ - In his eyes, you don’t belong here not in this dirt ridden battlefield, not among his troops, but he deemed you fitting somewhere else.

KIM JUNMYEON

Morals and Stipulations ✦(A) (S) - Professor!AU, Soulmate!AU You’ve always looked forward to meeting your soulmate. Your soulmate was in the same university as you, but he was your professor. With the existing stipulations and his morals, would you be ever able to make it work?

The Truth You Can’t Hide (A) (M) ✦ - Mafia!AU [MULTICHAPTER] Ongoing

ZHANG YIXING

BYUN BAEKHYUN

Magnum Opus (A) (S) ✦ - You were only in search for the man that would inspire you for your 10th painting, but he already found the subject of his masterpiece.

KIM JONGDAE

Remnants (A) ✦ - He was the one you tried to forget. His memories were the one you tried to bury, burn, and leave. Just exactly as he did to you.

Clean Slate (A) - You woke up lost in your own body, void of any memory and recollection of the life you lived prior to waking up in the four white walls of the hospital. But there’s one name that your mind refused to let go of, Kim Jongdae. Ongoing

PARK CHANYEOL

Speed Dial (A) (F) - College! AU- Chanyeol was eager to make you happy, as your smile is his everything.

Stubborn and Stupid (A) ✦ - College! AU - Somehow, loving him was all you knew. Your love for him was already innate to your being, a part of your identity, the only thing you know is right. And you are willing to wait for him. But does he want you to wait for him?

What Love Is (F) - One would think that knowing love is intrinsic to everyone. But to fully grasp it’s reality, it was one you need to experience yourself.

DO KYUNGSOO

Deception (A) (M) - Mafia!AU [Multi-Chapter] Ongoing

KIM JONGIN

Flawed Humans (A) ✦ - You two are just humans, flawed and imperfect. Humans that were susceptible to mistakes and to break promises.

OH SEHUN

Barely Human (A) (M) - Soon

NCT

SUPER JUNIOR

LEETEUK

Found Something Else (F)

Leeteuk Drabble

HEECHUL

Play Pretend ✦ (A) (M) - Part I, Part II

SUNGMIN

You Above All (A)

DONGHAE

Can’t Sleep? (S)

SIWON

By Chance (F)

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peaches-of-1 · 5 years

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Peachtober | Day 31: Masquerade

Summary: It’s been two years since you and your love Namjoon met. Another year, another Masquerade Ball. However, this year is a bit differnt. Joon-ie is acting different. He’s still your’s, right?

Warnings: Angst, smut at the end, cheating(?), fluffy smut, breeding kink (let me know if I need to add more)

Also, the answer to all my weird questions: @hobis-baby-prince @therealredraven @dimpled-rapper-stan

You and Namjoon had been seeing each other for almost two years. The 25th Halloween Ball is what both of you called your first date even though it was by chance. It wasn’t soon after that everyone knew you as the girl probably dating Namjoon because you were in fact dating him. Four months after meeting, fans had created a ship name for you two: Squirrel and Tree because he was so tall and you were so cute and brown.

It had been your boyfriend’s idea to start a Lovestagram for all of your couple photos instead of putting your couple photos on your individual pages. Those were more for who you were as people and more about careers and friends and life outside of the partnership.

You had been performing as Eurydice in Hadestown which was literally one of the best roles you had ever gotten. It was nearly a year of you playing that part. However, the internet was calling you an unfaithful gf because of how you would kiss another man that wasn’t your boyfriend. You loved Namjoon more than you did Kim Woosung no matter how silky his voice was in comparison to Joon-ie’s natural growl.

Woosung had taken up acting with most of his group serving right now, and it just so happened he was playing Orpheus with you. Today’s show was no different. He made his lovestruck eyes at you and asked Hermes (played by Shinhwa’s Hyesung) if this was a real deal or not.

Then we walked single file on the moving platform, me trying to console him from behind, but not getting through to him.

“Orpheus, you are not alone. I am right behind you. We're all behind you, and I have been all along. We have been all along…The darkest hour Darkest hour of the darkest night Darkest night comes right before the- Right before the--”

Just as Fate had dictated, he turned around to face you, making you gasp in response. He wasn’t supposed to turn around. The thought of the audience was one.

“It's you…” He says with a smile, glad you were actually there.

You nodded, “It's me…” and sang his name one last time starting to cry. “Orpheus~…”

His eyes were so full of hope as he sang back, “Eurydice…” with all the love in his heart...before you’re taken away.

He didn’t hold up his part of the deal. You had to go back. You screamed and he reached as you were pulled back into the darkness by the workers. Then you all had two more songs to do while everyone in the audience was crying even if they had watched it a thousand times before. Hope tended to bring people more tears than tragedy. This show had both.

A moment of silence and then the crowd cheered. Flowers were tossed onto the stage as everyone finished up everything and soon enough, you were back in Namjoon’s arms. He hugged you.

“You did a great job, 공주님. As always.” His smile was hidden behind his mask, but made his eyes smaller as they were pushed up by his cheeks.

You kissed him once you were done with the stage door, “Thank you, 왕자님. Where to for dinner?”

“Our apartment. Pizza and 치맥 are waiting for us.” He said.

“Let’s go!” You said and pulled him along in your matching sweaters that you took pictures of this morning before he dropped you off at work.

There was a couple simply standing in front of your door, both in white diamond encrusted masquerade masks. The two of you instantly froze and prepared to run. Your hand was already reaching for the pepper spray when they both bowed. Rabbit and a Butterfly.

“Please don’t be afraid. We are only here to deliver this year’s invitations.” The taller one said.

Namjoon nodded, “Right. Almost forgot. Please, come in if you have the time.” and moved to open the door.

He unlocked it. You knew who the Rabbit was, but you weren’t sure about the other. Butterly was Namjoon’s Mentor, his Guide. Yet you had no clue about her identity except she was well revered in k-pop history. Your guess had been someone from SNSD. You weren’t allowed to know, however, so you would spend many years wondering.

Once inside, you jabbed Heechul’s arm, “I hate when you show up unannounced, and you know that.” no longer in awe of everything he was. You were too close of friends for that.

“Ouch. Don’t treat me like that. I’m working.” He chuckled and then pulled out a five colored envelope from his pocket.

Your name was on the back. Namjoon was handed one by his Mentor with his own stage name on it in neat hangul. You received the letters with both hands and thanked them.

“That’s not all.” She said, the Butterfly. “You have to wear this too.”

Medium sized boxes that most likely held your masks.

They then told you “Happy Halloween” before leaving. There was something strange about the look she gave your boyfriend. You weren’t the jealous type. You swear! It just stuck out for some reason. Seemed, unnecessary.

Both of you opened your invites away from each other and called the ones who had just been in there to set up an appointment for your fittings. You looked at your invitation.

Emerald. Green. It seemed as if the invitation really was made of the gem itself what with the way it sparkled and all. After about half an hour of conversation, you two snuggled up with animal night masks in matching pajamas to eat cold pizza and watch the latest episodes of Jin’s and Taehyung’s TV shows. Even Yoongi was a judge on a singing competition nowadays.

You had described your dress to Heechul saying you wanted to show off your legs. This wasn’t the Christmas Ball held by him each year, so you could be a bit less covered. Ruffles too, but not too many. You looked at your card again and what had come in the box. Your mask, yes, but also the emerald choker you’d be wearing.

Emerald. With these Masquerades, you let yourself be a bit extra and ignored the rules of fashion a bit. Today was your off day after all, so you followed the Rabbit’s tracks to the tailor’s shop on the outskirts of Seoul. You and Namjoon would find out each others’ color on Halloween Day. This cast of Hadestown had a less famous understudy, and you wondered if she was going to be invited or not. You kept a close eye on your phone to see if it’d be cancelled that day.

Heechul was in his rabbit mask the whole time you were being fitted, giving comments as you were done up and beauty was stitched around your frame. He also asked about your makeup.

“Sparkling and green, both eyes and lips.” You replied. “I might even do some green highlighter, but I feel like I’d be stepping into Elphaba territory if I do that so perhaps silver? To match the accessory?”

He nodded, “You gain a bit more fashion sense every year, a bit bolder.”

I chuckled, “Well, it’s never consistent. I always want to be talked about for being stunning.”

“And you are, even if the fans don’t know your name.”

“Absolutely. It’s a fun guessing game, and sometimes I realize that I’m wrong when I guess who’s behind the mask.” You replied before changing back into your regular clothing and heading to the museum with Namjoon.

Six days until the ball and the two of you would be leading some middle schoolers through some American Fairy Tales. You dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood while Namjoon was the wolf. The young teens loved it and saw it as a learning experience for their culture class.

Five days until Halloween arrived, and you spent time working on your outfits for the ball before you had to go in for the show. You put on your many layers and boots and then did your makeup. It was really simple makeup for everyone, so you didn’t need anyone to do it for ya. Taehyung showed up today, surprising you with a kiss on the cheek and some flowers.

“You’re so sweet~” You said. “We’ll go out to eat after the show.”

“I have stuff to film today. I’m gonna be late because I wanted to watch your show, so maybe next time.” He replied.

You smiled, “Lunch on Halloween? We can invite the others out for ice cream with us.”

Taehyung asked, “What kind of ice cream would you get?”

“Matcha probably. I love the color of it. Maybe mint.” You tapped your chin. “What about you?”

“Lemon. Something with citrus.” He smiled his boxiest smile. “Have a good show, (Y/N). I can’t wait to hear you, my Little Songbird.”

So he would be wearing yellow for the ball. You wondered what jewel that coincided with as it was 10 minutes until curtain. One look over your makeup and outfit and you got checked by the costumer. She said it was done correctly and that you had everything. The cast be recording for the Original Cast Album after tomorrow’s show.

You were the one who really pushed for this before the original Hades aka Super Junior’s Siwon officially retired from the entertainment industry to just chill with his family and show up on variety shows every once in a while.

The ball was in four days, and here you were in a binder, leather overalls, and a brown belt with holders on it while singing your solo.

What I wanted was to fall asleep Close my eyes and disappear Like a petal on a stream, a feather on the air

Lily white and poppy red I trembled when he laid me out You won't feel a thing, he said, when you go down Nothing gonna wake you now

Dreams are sweet, until they're not Men are kind, until they aren't Flowers bloom, until they rot, and fall apart

Is anybody listening? I open my mouth and nothing comes out Nothing, nothing gonna wake me now

Flowers, I remember fields of flowers Soft beneath my heels Walking in the sun, I remember someone Someone by my side, turned his face to mine And then I turned away, into the shade

You, the one I left behind If you ever walk this way Come and find me lying in the bed I made

You sniffled at the end and let out a huge breath before smiling and showing off a red carnation in your hair. It was the only one they were video recording for you today since everyone already did the wall song earlier.

Your dress was nearly finished as the spooky romantic holiday was three days away. They no longer needed you to come in since all they had to do was add the sparkle to the skirt and torso. You hugged the tailor and told him you were excited to see his finished project. His partner was there too and she’d be helping, but she didn’t like physical contact all that much. So you simply bowed and said the same thing to her.

Hadestown wasn’t performing today after yesterday’s two shows, so you all went out and helped to hand out candy and visit children at a hospital while we dressed up as our characters but in a more traditional sense. You were a glittering fairy. The kids were interested in your curly hair and some tried to grab at it, but you told them it was better to ask first if you let them touch it at all.

It was hard to say no to such cute faces, though.

Two days until the ball, and Namjoon seemed rather…secretive? He had been going out a lot lately and not telling you where. However, BTS was currently on a break so it couldn’t have been for work. If he was working while he was supposed to be relaxing, you were going to fight him.

“Doubt Comes In” played in your mind as you tried to stay strong and trust him. You did. More than most of your own family members if you’re being completely honest, but that was because he would always communicate with you. He wouldn’t usually leave while you were sleeping without leaving a text saying he had gone out. Namjoon didn’t always tell you what he was doing, but it just seemed so very uncharacteristic of your lover.

Halloween was tomorrow, and you two were doing a Vlive together as you usually did on Wednesdays. It was the two of you cooking a winning recipe with fans as they could watch from three different cameras. Today was an American Korean fusion dish of black bean alfredo pasta with some sweet cornbread as a side.

He cuddled up behind you and gave you a back hug, “You mix that cornmeal so well.” he purred and kissed your neck.

You giggled and bit your lip, “Aren’t you supposed to be boiling pasta?”

Namjoon knew your weak spot, and you knew he wanted something. He was teasing you in the most innocent of ways since you were live.

Your prince hummed, “To think, maybe one day, we’ll be doing this stream with a crying baby in the background or a hungry tike pulling on one of our aprons.”

You stopped stirring to look at him, “You gotta marry me first.”

He winked, “I’ll think about it.” and gave a shy chuckle as he went to go finish his end of things.

Then you two ate with fans watching and answered some questions. Doubt was still nagging at the back of your mind, but you smiled through it knowing he would never betray you or your heart. You loved each other more than anything in this world.

He waved his hand in front of your face, and you focused on Namjoon’s smiling face as he chewed. Then he chuckled.

“You were staring~.” He said in a sing song voice.

“I love you so much.” Was your reply and kissed his nose.

Your Joon Bug scrunched up his face with affection and then you two went back to eating. They wondered if you were having kids or getting married any time soon.

“We’ve talked about getting married.” You replied. “But not as much recently. We’ve just been so busy. Maybe on his next break, we’ll have our wedding. Who knows?” you laughed.

He started singing, “‘You take me in your arms and suddenly there's sunlight all around me. Everything bright and warm, and shining like it never did before.’”

You chuckled and blushed, “You never sing on streams.”

Namjoon shrugged, “I love you so much. Also, guys, make sure to get tickets to Hadestown and watch my wife in the lead role.”

Your fork dropped onto the table, “Wife?” you asked as he used the term 여보 which was mostly used by already married couples.

“They were just asking about marriage, so I wanted to try it out.”

You put your hand on your cheeks because you were blushing so hard, “You. I don’t. I need a minute. Ah, my heart!” you went away from the camera and did a little happy dance.

Just him saying that word and referring to you was enough to make your heart race a thousand times in a second. To actually be his wife. To be the one he wanted to spend his life with. That was a moment worth more than your weight in gold, or diamonds, or emeralds. Or amethyst. Namjoon’s invite was on the coffee table, and you were just barely able to make out the words.

Today was the day when you got to wear your dress to the Halloween ball. Your mask was in your hand while Namjoon was looking in the mirror trying to put on his Jewel, a choker matching yours but made of amethyst.

He froze the moment he saw you in the reflection, “Wow…you look. You’re stunning, Y/N, and here I thought you could never be more beautiful. You’re literally glowing.”

“You say that every year, 왕자님. Need help with your necklace?” You reached out as he nodded and handed it to me.

“Maybe I should’ve put the mask on last instead.” He chuckled.

You smiled as you could reach his neck better at this angle, “Your eyeshadow looks great.”

“Yours too. Hopefully, it won’t melt by the time we’re back at the hotel.”

“Hotel?” You asked. “What hotel?”

He smiled, “Surprise. Since we live quite far from the venue, I decided to book a hotel for the night.”

You gave him a cheeky grin, “Is that so?”

“Mmmmhmm~”

“Can’t wait.” You whispered before grabbing both of your invites and taking a moment to admire how Namjoon was only wearing a purple velvet blazer with dress pants and black Oxfords.

There was no vest or dress shirt under the blazer. Guess he must’ve heard your thoughts about showing more skin and wanted to partake in the look as well. You had your right leg out as well as your own shoulders to make sure the Jewel stood out. The two of you had matching feather and acorn earrings with a matching gem stud in opposite ears.

Your lips and eyes shone just as much as the choker. Namjoon had put on simple but still bold shadow. Both of you had decided to wear colored contacts in the other’s given color scheme. It was fun to wear purple contacts.

The two of you joined arms and went into the sapphire colored limousine that had the other guys and their dates waiting inside. Hobi had been lucky enough to also get emerald and wore a green and black Gucci suit while his boyfriend was in an ombre purple ball gown. It seemed they had been given matching brooches. Taehyung was in a golden yellow suit and waved, showing off his yellow citrine bracelet which matched his gf’s blonde hair which cascaded over a bold ruby red gown.

Yoongi and his partner were both in amethyst tuxes. Jin seemed to be whispering sweet nothings to his darling love as he was in his ruby embroidered blazer and they tucked their neon pink hair to show off their emerald earring. Both Jimin and his hunk of dark chocolate were in blues which made me happy because he looked best in that color.

Jungkook said hi as he adjusted the leaf shaped emerald brooch on his white cravat which peeked out of his silk green vest. He looked like a prince with his banana dressed gf by his side, both showing off their tattoos.

It had been a while since they had all been together like this, about a month or so because they had all gone home. Now you were all in the back of a limo and having a good time jamming to music and chilling to random music, featuring some of your vocals since the Hadestown album was coming out bit by bit.

“Ah, you’re such an angel, (Y/N)-ssi. You’ve grown so much since you were in Hamilton,” Jimin said. “We’re so proud of you.”

You blushed, “Thanks, guys. It helps that I was able to get a vocal coach after the ball that year. I had a bunch to choose from.”

Soon enough, you were at the rather large mansion where this ball was being held. All fourteen of you did makeup touchups before securing our masks on. Jungkook and Neveah were first out of the limo, followed by Tae and Imani. Jimin was helped out of the car by his boyfriend Evan who had gotten his hair lined up nice for this event. Yoongi and his boyfriend kissed each other’s cheeks after they got out, and Jin was the perfect gentleman helping his partner out of the car as well. Next were you and Namjoon who were then followed by Hobi and his bf Sara.

There. You walked the ruby red carpet and posed for the cameras. The air of mystery of who was dating who even though the world knew who you were without the masks on. You greeted the livestream, and he kissed your lips before we headed in. You would be entering from the top of the stairs into the main room.

However, both you and Namjoon were stopped before and given matching crowns. Not small ones or light ones either. Real heavy crowns that had all the jewels placed in the framing. You asked what this meant, and the woman who placed it on you simply smiled and said that was for later.

She seemed to have the same build as Namjoon’s mentor but it was a different mask. It was a relief that you didn’t have to work during the ball this year and sing for attention to boost your career.

Your friend Zuzu had come to Korea to spend it with her girlfriend Amber. There were rumours about their relationship, but nothing had been confirmed. Then again, she said that they were going to go public December 1st. They made such a cute couple. Both were were wearing red. Zuzu in a dress that matched the streak in her braided hair and Amber in a crushed velvet blazer and matching pants, large rings on their fingers. Zuzu’s dark brown skin went so well with the silken gown making her appear as a volcano of affection.

She came and hugged you tightly, “OMG, you are slaying that dress gurl. Lookin’ like an expensive ass avocado.”

“Ok, Miss Bell Pepper lookin’ goddess.” You said in response getting her to laugh. “Nice to see you again, Amber.” You smiled in her direction.

“Hey Y/N, you look great.” She said in her red suit with glitter lapels.

You asked with a playful tone, “Where’s your dress~?” not even able to finish the sentence before laughing.

“I only wear a dress for certain people when we’re doing certain things.” She pulled Zuzu back by the waist and kissed her cheek.

Sara asked who Amber was with shyly because they looked so good together. You introduced Hobi’s boyfriend to the sapphic couple and they were able to hold an easy conversation while you continued to dance with Namjoon who you knew was starting to feel a bit neglected.

“You could’ve talked to them longer.” He said.

You shook your head, “I mean, I could have, but we don’t get much time to be together. You’re the one that I love in this world.”

Namjoon blushed, “I love you too.” and he kissed your forehead before spinning you around a bit. “How many children do you want?”

“More than two. Only children usually grow up wishing they had siblings.” You replied.

“Hmmmm, if we were to get married, where would you want the wedding?” He asked.

You smiled, “Anywhere you are...as long as we go to someplace really fun for our honeymoon.”

Joonie grinned, “Note taken.”

Then you got a very pleasant surprise.

Chan’s girlfriend and one of your best friends, Jay, showed up in matching sapphire looks. The media called them Chay while all her friends called them Cray because they were crazy in love. Also, we used his English name. She hugged you and you complimented each other on your outfits.

She was in a tight fitting evening gown with a lace cape. Her Jewel was a blue monochrome brooch that was clipped onto her waist. Her hair was put into a sleek ponytail. Chan had the biggest professional crush on Namjoon, and it was so obvious especially with his red ears so close to his blue blazer and pants. His brooch was on his left side, over his heart and shaped like a dragonfly. He had a layered cravat the color of cream.

Jay talked about the book she had written. Chan bowed to his sunbaenim Namjoon and the two men talked about what the younger would be doing for their next comeback.

“I actually wanted to ask you a huge favor.” She said, her Korean having a bit of a Dutch accent to it.

“Anything for you.” You replied.

She shoved a small packet in your hands, “Learn this in like an hour and then perform it real quick. It’s to promote the musical I’m making out of my book. If you just do this one favor for me, then you can have the lead. Nay, you can have any part your heart desires. Please please please? I just finished writing it this morning or I would have gotten it to you sooner.”

“I swear to God, Jay. I better get to help design costumes.”

“Anything. I love you so much.” She said and then put her arm through yours. “We’ll be back as soon as we can.”

For about an hour and a half, you studied the lyrics she wrote along with the beautiful melody. She admitted that it was based on one of her old fanfictions before she dated her current idol bf about “an introverted young man working as a barista in a book cafe where every day the girl of his dreams drops by. But what would a girl like her, beautiful and cool, want with a nerd like him?”

It was originally about Jungkook, but she got the book deal after she changed the names away from idols and towards “regular” names. She kept the lead as a Korean male, however.

And then you were rushed on stage with the music packet in front of you on a music stand just in case you needed it. Sara and his love Hobi were in the front row with Namjoon rushing to make it to see you as he was a steady source of strength.

Jay stood up on stage and smiled at you before addressing the audience, “Hello, I am an internationally acclaimed author R.R. Valravn. Pleased to meet you. My friend Y/N is up here ready to sing a song from my book because it is being turned into a musical set to debut in 2-3 years. Until then, here is a taste of what’s to come.”

She stood off to the side and had her co-writer play piano while you sang the song she had written. *

“Day in day out soft mellow tunes / accompanied by the warm scent of coffee / and the tales of others to protect / fill the hours at a distant of a young man with a dreaming mind. / Often I wonder how the world looks / through eyes filled with fantasy / yet there is no courage to ask / for fear of waking him / for killing those dancing lights / ignorant of reality. / So I let him dream, / hoping one day the imaginations / are no longer creative ghosts / and the world is his story.”

*(Read Down the Rabbit Hole by TheRealRedRaven on Tumblr)

Everyone watched as you slowly opened your eyes to see Namjoon’s mentor whispering in his ear and then wiping her lipstick off of him. A small fire flared up inside of your stomach. She was trying to make him cheat on you. You could just feel it. You could feel there was a secret between them, and it pissed you off!

Because you didn’t want to be seen as the angry black woman, you smiled as you, Jay, and the pianist bowed together before leaving the stage.

Namjoon came over to congratulate you, “Hey, you did such a great job, Princess.”

“Don’t you princess me. Why don’t you go chat it up with your Mentor about whatever is going on between you two?” you pulled your arm away and huffed.

You found yourself in the fall tinted garden. Orange leaves were lit by amber lighting encased in black iron. False ghosts and real spider webs decorated the area. And you found yourself running into an empty gazebo that overlooked the city.

Why was he keeping secrets from you? What was so scary that he couldn’t tell you, the one he supposedly loved? You trusted him! You loved him! Did he no longer feel the same? On your two year anniversary of dating? And here you thought you were going to marry him.

“Y/N! Princess, what are you doing? What happened?” His concern sounded so truthful, making it sting even more as he tried to catch his breath.

“You tell me! I’m not blind. You’ve been sneaking out lately, when I’m sleeping. Where do you go? To see your Mentor?”

“Yes, but--”

“WHY?” You didn’t want to yell, but you did. The word reverberated off of the marble poles. “Why are you going behind my back to see that woman? I don’t even know who she is!”

“Ailee. It’s Ailee. We’ve been friends for a long time. She took me under her wing, but none of that matters.” He was so upset and confused that you couldn’t look at him.

You instead responded, “Then why are you sneaking out to see her? Without telling me when or at least why.” with your hands tightly gripping the banister. He was so good to you but it pained you to look at him.

“Because, Princess, she’s been helping me do something...for you.”

You rolled your eyes and scoff, “What do you--?”

There was a smile in his voice as he said, “Turn around and find out.”

“What the h…” The rest of the words forgotten as you turned and didn’t see Namjoon until you looked down.

He was on one knee in front of you and holding out a ring. You shook your head trying to understand…

“N-Namjoon?”

“Y/N, I’ve spent the last month trying to find the perfect ring to do this with. Ailee has been helping me because I would rather fall off this mountain than ask you to choose your own engagement ring.”

“Don’t say that; you might actually do it, you klutz.” Different tears started to build behind your eyes.

He took a deep breath, “My Princess Y/N, my love of my life, my past and my present state of being belong to you. Will you be my future, too?”

“J-Joon. Joon-ie, I…”

“Will you marry me, Y/N?” He actually said it.

You nodded and covered my mouth as tears started to cascade down my cheeks, “Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes! I’ll marry you, Namjoon. Of course I will!”

He slid the ring onto your brown hand, the orange light of the gazebo becoming softer in the moment.

Namjoon kissed you and held you tight around the waist as you hugged him still crying.

“I’m so sorry I got so suspicious. You know I didn’t--”

“Shhh, I know, Princess. I know. I just wanted it to be a surprise. I’m so sorry I made you doubt me, 여보.” He said.

You grabbed his face, “Call me that again.”

“여보?”

You kissed him, “Again.”

“여보.” Smooch. “여보.” Smooch. “My lovely wife.”

When I went back inside with the others, Jay approached me with Zuzu and Sara.

Jay was excited, “I just got like 25 different people saying they wanted to try out for my musical or saying they wanted to fund it. Thank you so much, Y/N I owe you big time, lass!”

“Where were you two?” Sara asked, fixing his necklace.

You held up your hand, “Getting proposed to.” and showed them your ring.

They all squealed and the congratulations started. Then the boys found out that you had said yes and congratulated you. Heechul took off his mask and hugged you, saying he better be invited to the wedding.

“This wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you, asshole! Of course you’re invited!” you giggled.

And then Ailee approached after she hugged Namjoon and kissed him on the cheek. You went over to bow and apologize.

She just smiled at your offering, “I’ll forgive you on one condition.”

“Anything.” You replied.

“Be a good wife for Namjoon and a good mother for the children you two will raise. Work together with him and be happy.” She held my shoulders.

You nodded and giggled, “Done and done.”

“Then you’re forgiven.” The brown haired idol said, hugging me tightly.

So that’s what the crowns were for. You were Halloween Ball royalty having met and now being engaged at the party. They had known. Why would they not? You and your husband to be Namjoon danced in the middle of the ballroom until it was time for you all to leave.

Your car with him went to the hotel he booked. The small bags of luggage were already in the Lovers’ Suite. The two of you began to get out of the super formal clothing and into the more comfortable nudity.

“여보~” You said. “Can you help me out of this dress?” The question came out of your mouth as your arms were already out of it.

Namjoon came over after tossing his blazer on the plush chair and unzipped the gown, and you let it fall to the ground. You were still in your undergarments as you hung up the dress and set it on the other chair before swinging around the stripper pole that was in the room.

“Really, Namjoon. If you wanted me to give a show, you could’ve just asked.”

He was blushing, “I didn’t know it had one of these. I--”

“Mmmmhhmmmm~”

You faced the pole and then tried to climb it, but Namjoon didn’t want you getting hurt by any pole that didn’t belong to him. As soon as he kissed your neck, your legs nearly gave out and you let out an airy moan.

“When did you wanna get married?” he asked.

“Now.” You responded in your lacy mint colored lingerie smiling at him.

He chuckled and began to grope at your breasts, “Do you think it would be too much if we consummated before the wedding?”

You smiled and turned around, “No.”

Your lips met his and you unbuttoned his pants as he unclipped your strapless bra. The heat between you two increased as you became more and more undressed. You loved him. You loved him so much, and you made sure he knew that.

“I don’t deserve you.”

“I was about to say the same thing, and yet somehow you’re mine.” He said as he laid you down on the bed, your choker jewels clacking against each other.

You giggled, “It’s been a while since I’ve had you in a collar.”

He licked your ear and purred, “I could say the same to you.”

You moved your leg to rub up his crotch, making him gasp and whimper as you made contact, his brown eyes fluttering for a moment before they focused on you. Namjoon didn’t hesitate to kiss all over your chest. He sucked on your nipples making you mewl in pleasure and grab his head as he went lower and lower. His long fingers played with your clit and soon he sunk two digits inside your folds.

“Baby, you’re so wet.” He purred.

“Only because I love you, idiot.” You gave a breathy moan that hitched in the middle as he took your pert dark brown nipples between his teeth and tugged. “Ooooh, Joon-ie~ I can’t, oh, I can’t wait.”

Namjoon swirled his tongue around your chocolate areolas as he added another finger inside of you. His fingers still had several rings on them, making the texture even more enjoyable for you pussy which began to pulse at the added stimulation. Your fiance had a silly rule for having sex with you, one of the few he had. You had to orgasm at least once before he fucked you loopy. He was a gentle lover, sensitive and sweet and considerate until he got inside of your heated cunt. Then he lost all of his reason and just wanted to fuck you.

It was so cute when he got so needy. Even when he was domming or during simple sex, he’d ask for your permission to cum. Sometimes you were the one begging for release because it felt so good and you lowkey forgot which role you played for the night.

You blindly reached for his cock and began to rub it making Namjoon bite his lip and moan with his eyes closed. He was already very sticky from his own leaking precum as well. You turned the tables so that you were on top and lined up his cock with your hole and began to sink down.

“Babe, what, ah~ what about the condom?” He hissed and held your hips.

“Ah, ah, oh shit. Don’t need one tonight.” You said, stretching to fit his thick dick inside. “I’m gonna be your wife soon and we should get a head start on making babies.”

His eyes lit up, “We’re gonna have such beautiful kids. With a mother like you, oh fuck Y/N! How many kids?”

“As many as you can fuck into me.” You bit your lip and bounced on him. “Use your hips, you gorgeous idol you.” You giggled.

Namjoon lifted his hips to connect with yours, making you squeak. He smiled up at you and you clawed his chest as his cock reached deeper and deeper inside of your wet heat. Your moans filled up the room, but it was a waste to be in the lovers’ suite and not use any of the toys. You grabbed the scarf you were going to wear tomorrow and told Namjoon to tie your hands to the stripper pole.

He did and just watched you squirm for him as he searched for something for himself. What he found was a vibrating cock ring that kept him hard as he plunged into you again as you faced him. A connections of eyes and a shared smile led to a kiss deeper than his dick could ever go. So tender and yet so rough that both of you teared up.

“I love. I love you. I love you so much.” You said.

“Me too. I love you too. I can’t wait to be your husband, Y/N. Kim Y/N, my wife. Oh god, I’m gonna cum.” He said lifting your leg over his shoulder.

You gripped the cold metal made hot by constant friction, “Let’s see if we can get some twins out of you? Kiss me.”

“Always.” Namjoon thrusted his hips into you more and more and felt you melt on him as he painted your insides white with his cum.

A moment of hard breathing and your legs began to shiver as your third orgasm of the night washed over you no matter how dry it was. You could feel Namjoon’s cum leaking out of your pussy. He scooped it up and pushed it back inside you.

“Can’t have twins if you let them seep out of you.” He kissed your shoulder and laughed. “What the fuck did I just say?”

Both of you began to laugh and then he untied you and you used your mouth to clean off his dick before both of you hopped into the shower. Then you and your husband to be cuddled in the large bed before falling asleep in each other’s arms. You couldn’t wait to be his wife.

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