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valtameri | jwy (1)

the zeemeermin and the piraat

word count: 2.4k

pairing: jung wooyoung x reader

genre: pirate au, mermaid au, pirate!wooyoung x mermaid!reader ∣ angst, fluff

warnings: none that i had noticed?

a/n: here i am once more! lately i’ve been obsessed with ateez as pirates and mermaids so i came up with his one at 2:52 in the morning hehe! as always thanks for your support, especially to my beautiful @myghibli for creating these amazing banners ♥

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ATEEZ crew

the mermaid world

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A full moon was adorning the night skies, sprinkled with shining stars and no clouds in sight. The sea was calmer than it had been in months. A warm breeze caressed her wet skin, making her sigh in contentment. Those were the nights when she felt truly happy, slightly forgetting about her life deep down the blue ocean.

Leaning on the same rock as every night but still keeping her body inside the water, she fixated her eyes in the direction of the pirate ship she wished to spend the rest of her life in. Daydreaming for a moment, she imagined herself on board of the Destiny, standing on the edge of its forecastle deck, feeling the wind through her dark blue long locks while smelling the ocean breeze.

The small smile that had appeared on her lips suddenly faded away, because the tough reality hit her in the form of a green-lilac mermaid tail. Warm tears welled her eyes and slowly went down her face. However, she tried hard not to let more out when the soft sound of running water reached her ears.

That wooden little boat was making its way towards her.

She used the back of her hands to erase any sign of fallen tears on her cheeks, and the smile that she had previously plastered on her face made its way back.

“Sorry for the delay, zeemeermin. Captain needed me to set the sails properly before going to sleep.”

“It’s okay, piraat. I was just enjoying the calm water. It’s been days since the sea was this nice.”

“I know, right? Your father must be in a good mood tonight.”

His soft laugh never failed to mesmerize her. The mere sound of his voice sent chills down her spine, but his high-pitched laugh made her feel joyful. Made her feel alive. His bright eyes reflected the moonlight and looked like two big lanterns with the ability of guiding her all the way home through the wide deep ocean. However, she knew she would never need those, because his eyes were her home. His perfect plump lips formed the big bright smile that she was so used to seeing every night. That didn’t make her immune, though. By just looking at his lips, she felt the urge to feel them closer and caress them with her own. She was sure that if she dared to just touch them with her fingertips, her heart wasn’t going to be able to take it.

Even if she felt like her world was falling apart right in front of her eyes, meeting him at the same rock every night was keeping her from falling as well. The way he kept eagerly meeting her there, always bringing a new story to tell her and make her feel better — even if he didn’t know that — made her feel good. Worthy. Loved.

“Did I tell you about that time when Yunho hyung replaced me at weighing the anchor because I had back pain and fell into the ocean?” his high-pitched chuckles made a comeback as he abandoned the safety of the boat just to sit down on the huge rock. The new proximity made her take deep breaths to try and slow down her sudden rapid heartbeat, but they didn’t help as he took her hand in his and started giving it soft caresses. He kept going on and on about the hilarious happening, his eyes so scrunched up and teary while recalling that story that she had to laugh at his expression, slightly forgetting about the skin to skin contact.

“Yunho seems like someone who would do that” she laughs, enjoying the precious moment.

“I still don’t get why he insisted in doing it when all of us know that San hyung is the best at replacing me.”

“But just at your job, piraat.”

His deep brown eyes looked at her own with a glimmer that she had never seen before. They seemed to reflect surprise, happiness and a little bit of relief.

“Right” he muttered, a content grin on his lips that reached his beautiful eyes. She felt how he squeezed her hand with his, and her heart felt like it was being crushed with it.

“Do you know when is it that you’re going back to sailing in the open sea?”

She internally cursed. Why did she have to bring that up? Was it necessary to keep reminding them of their inevitable parting every time?

“Probably in two or three nights, according to Captain.”

His demeanor quickly changed, just as it did each and every time she asked him that exact same question. His eyes were now fixated in their interlocked hands, no longer looking at her with that longing expression on his breathtakingly gorgeous face.

“I wish I could go with you.” She let out a sorrowed sigh, feeling the tears welling up in her eyes once again.

“I wish you could too.” At his confession, sadness overcame her soft pretty features, making both of their hearts ache. That’s when the pirate decided that that topic of conversation had to end there. “Are you coming tomorrow with your father?”

She used her free hand to wash away the tears that clung to her eyelashes and took a glance at the pirate ship that slowly swayed far away by their side. “I think so. He told me he needed to meet up with your Captain before you leave for some exchange of gold, or something like that.”

“Yeah, Captain informed Mingi hyung about that over dinner. Is that Arnav coming too?”

That last question was thrown at her face with such distaste, that she had to look up, smiling at his disgusted expression.

“He’s father’s second hand so yeah, he is.” She grinned, pinching his cheek at his cute pouting face.

“I don’t like him. Neither does Captain or any of my crewmembers.”

“I know. I hate him too, Wooyoungie.”

His pouting lips instantly turned into a wide smile, white teeth showing from side to side. The truth is that her calling him Wooyoungie rarely happened. They were so used to referring to each other as those mysterious Dutch terms that he sometimes forgot about the joyful feeling of hearing his nickname leave her lips.

The following hour was filled with stories, laughter and slight skin to skin contact. Neither of them had dared to go further than that, even though they both were fully aware of what was going on between them. The reason behind their nightly escapades was what kept them functioning during the day, wishing deep inside that sleep time arrived soon so that they could go out of their pole opposite worlds and meet up for a couple of hours.

Sadly, the parting hour quickly arrived, and with downhearted expressions on their faces, they said their goodbyes.

“At least we get to see each other two times tomorrow” he breathed out, leaving a soft sloppy kiss on her hand. She thanked the night skies for the darkness that covered her reddened cheeks, and with a content sigh, she nodded.

“Not the same as at night but at least it’s something. Have a good night, piraat.” She muttered, watching him go back to the wooden boat. Once he was positioned, hands over the rowing sticks, he sent her one of those beautiful, heartwarming smiles and whispered “You too, y/n”, only to start rowing his way back to the pirate ship.

She stayed there, leaning in that meaningful rock until all she could see was a little dark dot climbing back to deck. As he disappeared, she decided that it was about time to go back as well.

Looking at the bright stars one last time and wishing to see them again the following night in the presence of her favorite human being, she dove all the way down the wide deep ocean to what her fellow mermaids and mermen called home. At that moment, and just like every time she thought of the term home, she came to the conclusion that her definition of that word was nothing like theirs.

The sun was up once again, reflecting over the ocean and giving it a turquoise glimmer. Far away and deep down, y/n was quietly murmuring her favorite song, sadness visible over her features. Her mother had sung it for her each and every night to lull her to sleep, especially when she was having trouble to find her way towards Morpheus’ arms. She had never felt such grief and misfortune in her entire life — even when she thought of her desire to become a pirate — than when she lost the most important being for her. Her mother got her in a way that no one had; she had held her when she felt like her mermaid body had her real self trapped inside, and had given her advice when her father declared her the next in line for ruler of the seas.

After meeting Wooyoung, y/n felt like a part of her that had long ago died with her mother was reviving, was blossoming in a new way. That pirate was giving her hope through his loving glances, warm caresses, fond smiles and reassuring words. She was sure that she was never going to be happy if she had to live like that for the rest of her life, hiding her encounters with the pirate from everyone and merely being with him for a couple of hours at night. But at least it was something. Something to which she could cling to until the string was cut off.

“Father wants us in the meeting room now.”

Her younger sister, Gali, was fluttering in front of her, a tough look in her features. Her mid-long mahogany hair floated around her head, making her look even more intimidating. When they went to the surface together, she actually seemed like a cute little mermaid, but down the sea, she could pass like a siren merely by her harsh features — which only softened when being around her crush, Arnav. Y/n had always wondered what she had done to her sister for her to hate her so much. Even after their mother’s passing, Gali had never given her a fond look or a hug. If she had doubted her mother’s fidelity to her father, she would surely believe that there was no way they could be sisters.

Gali didn’t wait for y/n’s response and just swam her way out to the meeting room. The older sister fluttered still for a couple of minutes, until she snapped out of her bubble and began swimming to the point of meeting. While she passed by all of the different buildings, she wondered if that was what humans experienced everyday on land. She had a vague idea of how life was there thanks to Wooyoung, who had showed her plenty of books with pictures and illustrations of some of the nearby islands. He had also mentioned that some people believed that deep down the ocean, a lost city called Atlantis existed. The illustrations that she had seen were actually pretty accurate, although her “city” was nowhere near that utopian society that held enough wisdom to bring world peace.

Without realizing, she reached the meeting room. Bowing to the merman guards that fluttered by the main door, she made her way inside.

Her sister was already in front of their father, using her hands to comb through her hair. Right, Arnav was there as well. The big muscular merman was discussing something with the King of the Seas, paying no attention at all to the younger mermaid who had fully blushed by just being near him. Y/n didn’t get why Gali was so deeply in love with that arrogant being. Only his worked-out torso could have made her fall for him, because his face was nothing like Wooyoung’s, and his long tail was an ugly mixture of black and green scales. Disgusting.

“Oh, good. Y/n is here”

Her father looked at her with serious blue eyes that surely took after the ocean he was born into. While staring at them, she realized that her father had never looked at her like her mother used to. Was he only able to love just his wife? Not even his daughters?

“This is going to be quick as we must go up for our meeting and exchange with the ATEEZ crew.” He stated, deep low voice resonating in every wall of the room. “You both know it by now, but you may be realizing that I am getting old and I will not be able to continue my ruling properly. As I told you years ago, y/n is to follow the linage and will be replacing me soon.” He prompted his wrinkled, large hand to Arnav’s direction and kept on talking. “However, I do not wish for her to rule alone.”

Oh, no.

Y/n’s world was already falling apart, but it just never seemed to stop.

“You may marry Arnav in the next few weeks and take my place right after the union is consummated.”

She felt like throwing up. A gasp went out of her mouth, pure disbelief, grief and desperation taking over her. She felt her tail go numb, barely holding up. The mermaid was not able to hear anything around her. Her sight was blurred, a huge lump forming in her throat.

“Ar… are you…?” y/n muttered, trying to recompose. “Are you forcing me to marry him?”

As she recovered her hearing, and although the voices still resonated far away from her, she could hear Gali crying like a baby by her side, making a fuss like she was the one condemned to a life full of lies and misfortune.

“I am not forcing you, y/n. I am looking out for you.”

Y/n felt like her whole existence was a joke, life and destiny laughing at her with joyful tears in their eyes. Tears that she would never feel if she ever married that stupid creature and stayed the rest of her life under the sea.

“Right” she let out a sarcastic laugh and waiting no response, swam away and out of her disgrace.

With full speed, one that surely was propelled by her anger, y/n made her way towards the only place she knew somebody was going to actually listen to her and help her out. That dark cave was her only way out.

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jinmindeulle · 4 years

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crowned ∣ jwy (1)

don’t tell a soul

pairing: jung wooyoung x reader ft. san

word count: 1.4 k

genre: royalty au, prince!wooyoung x dressmaker!reader ∣ angst, fluff

warnings: none

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“Hey, that’s no fair!”

I look at him through my eyelashes, trying to look as innocent and cute as possible while chewing on the Oreo that I was busy eating before Wooyoung’s arrival.

“You know the rules, y/n!” he takes a seat next to me on the grass while taking away from me the Oreo package “You can’t start eating Oreos without me.”

I smile sheepishly at him, admiring how his ash blonde hair flies everywhere because of the soft spring wind. My eyes go down his profile, taking in his perfectly shaped nose, slightly scrunched while eating his cookie. I take a deep breath and try to look away before he catches me staring, but I haven’t finished my daily admire-the-boy-that-you-will-never-have session yet. And my favorite part is about to come.

His soft-looking lips can’t seem to stay still while munching on the second Oreo, but I don’t really care because I know from memory how astonishingly beautiful they are. His upper lip is a little bit thinner than his lower one, but you barely notice it unless you’re me. A woman who is fond of looking at him with heart eyes every time she can, because she is aware of the fact that there’s not much time left for the two of them.

I sigh, looking away just in time. Wooyoung grins at me and offers me a cookie, which I happily accept. “What are you up to today?”

His charming smile disappears, turning into a thin line which hides his lips. He stares at the lake in front of us and with a quiet tone, answers my apparently not-so-intelligent question.

“Some princess from another kingdom is coming to have dinner.”

Oh. So I should have kept my mouth shut then.

“I don’t even know her, but Father is eager for us to form an alliance. Don’t get me wrong, I want the best for our people. That’s my job after all. But I didn’t want it that way.”

“I know, Woo. It isn’t fair.” I nod “But I’m sure you’ll hit it off with her and you’ll end up liking each other.”

“Yeah.” Wooyoung sighs, looking down with sad eyes, and I wish to have the power to do something more than just say those hurtful and pathetic phrases. “At least San-hyung’s coming as well.”

At the mention of Choi San, a full smile forms on my lips. One of my favorite people is coming back to the kingdom after so long?

“Are you serious?!” I try to contain my excitement, but it’s pretty clear on my voice. Wooyoung lifts his head to look at me, but his expressionless face tells me he’s not as joyful as I am.

“Why do you like him so much? I mean, he’s my best friend and I like him too, but you always seem to be on cloud nine when he’s here.”

“I don’t know” I laugh quietly, avoiding his gaze. “It’s just that when you’re busy with your prince duties, San keeps me company and he’s really fun to be with. He cooks deliciously too.”

Wooyoung’s mouth falls open, and for a second, I think that a bug may fly right in there if he doesn’t close it any time soon.

“Are you saying that San-hyung is good at replacing me?” he yells in a high-pitched accusatory tone.

“I’m just saying that he’s a great guy” my answer is not what he was looking for, because he pouts and crosses his arms over his chest, looking away like a three-year-old. “But you’re even greater”.

His offended manner dissolves in a matter of seconds, and the next thing I know is that I am being pushed to the ground, strong arms tight around my waist and high-pitched giggles resound in my right ear. “I knew that already, y/n, but I just needed your confirmation.”

I feel my cheeks suddenly warm up, but I just ignore it. Jung Wooyoung is one of those people who can’t keep his hands to himself for long, so him being touchy and physically affectionate is an everyday struggle for me. It’s not that I don’t like it. It’s far beyond that.

See, when you are one of the royal dressmakers, certain things are an impossible. Yes, you live in the same fancy, enormous and elegant palace that the King, Queen and Prince themselves live in and yes, you get to dress them and get praised because of your works afterwards. But the thing that you want the most will always be out of your reach.

I suppress that thought and hold onto Wooyoung a little bit tighter, hiding my face in his neck and smelling his sweet perfume. At least you get to do that, y/n.

My heart hurts just by looking at his expression. His eyes don’t reflect the glimmer that had earlier on in the morning, and now look lost and sad while waiting for me to pull out his outfit for the infamous dinner.

“Hey, where’s my cheerful and puppy-like Wooyoung?”

He focuses his eyes on me, and sadly laughs. “I don’t know.”

Sighing, I approach him with the white linen shirt that I finished for him a few days ago, his grey suit, jet black belt and matching shoes. I don’t take the tie because I know he was never able to learn how to do it properly. “As long as I have you, I don’t have to learn.” he had said, looking at me with that sheepish grin of his.

“Let’s make you even more handsome for that girl, huh.”

He never answers, taking the clothes from me and walking behind his folding screen to get dressed. I wait for him, thinking that our life is about to change forever, and that is something that only him and I will suffer. Everyone in the palace is on cloud nine about the seemingly upcoming marriage, except both of us.

Wooyoung’s expectations of freedom and a future non-arranged-marriage are out of the picture now, as well as mine of him falling for me someday. And even if he did, I would have to be part of the royalty to be actually accepted. So yeah, no Wooyoung for me. As it always had been.

I snap out of my thoughts when I hear the prince shuffle behind the folding screen. No more than three seconds later he’s in front of me, a hard, stern look on his face that I had never seen before.

“I don’t want his, y/n” he says quietly, his piercing eyes steady on mine “I don’t want to meet her and I don’t want to get married to her.”

“Then don’t do it.” I want to say. But all I can bring myself to do is sigh, and wrap the black tie around his neck softly, because I feel that making a sudden move will make Wooyoung punch me in the face out of anger.

“There’s something that I’ve been wanting to tell you, y/n. Nobody knows about it but I feel like it’s time already. And I… I can only trust you with this.”

I finish tying the knot, and straighten up the suit with my hands, trying not to blush at the contact that, despite the many layers of clothes, still makes me nervous. I don’t answer him, and he takes my hands away from his shoulders with a strength that I never knew he had.

“Are you listening to me, y/n? Please, this is an important matter for me.” His voice is still calm, but I can sense he’s losing his patience.

“Sorry, I was thi-“ my sentence is cut short, because someone is eagerly banging on Wooyoung’s chamber’s door.

“Prince Wooyoung, it’s time already!”

“Coming!” he yells, not taking his hands off of my wrists. When the woman seems to be gone, he looks at me right in the eye. “Meet me up tomorrow at 7 a.m. at our usual spot. Please wear comfortable clothes.” He whispers. I nod energetically, a little lost in his eyes.

He lets go of my wrists and puts his hands on my shoulders, leaning in to kiss my cheek. He walks to the door, but before he steps out, he turns around and with that beautiful smile of his, murmurs “And don’t tell a soul”.

When the door shuts close, all I can do is sigh deeply, touching the exact same spot that Jung Wooyoung had kissed and hoping to see him again as soon as possible.

part two: all i have is you →

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