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Chapter 6: Day of Quello grande and story the two-surfer legends of Sperlonga

June 15, 20xx 10:45 A.M Saturday

"Ugh, I made it!" Tsuna said, tired and sweaty from walking, wearing a cap, sunglasses and carrying a bag. Tsuna wiped his sweat with his shirt then got his water bottle to drink.

After Tsuna finished, he put the water bottle back to his bag. He then looked amazed at the beautiful beach of Sperlonga and seeing from afar, the sandy beaches with many seat umbrellas.

The people are having fun with their family and friends, playing games, eating, and taking naps. Few reporters are there with their camera men too. Tsuna was more amazed with the young surfers.

Even the foreigners are also joining in and trying their best to surf in the famous waves just to plant their signature flags on top of the huge rock that is almost near the island but they keep on falling from their board.

Tsuna even saw the huge rock that has already two old flags on top, and its sides has few flags also. "Wow, Nero san was right, every surfer comes here to do that" Tsuna thought as he was looking at the whole beach.

Flashback/one hour and forty-five minutes later

"I know you're supposed to be working here at 8 A.M. today but me and Felicia are giving you a day off." Tsuna was puzzled at what his boss, Nealon said while he was grinning.

"W-What? Really! But I just got here and what if there are lots of customers!" Tsuna said.

"You don't have to, me and Felicia have discussed and decided that we were giving you a day off. The reason for this is because today is the surfing season and that means there will only be few customers. Today is the day that Quello grande is coming." Nealon said as Tsuna tilted his head.

"Quello grande?" Tsuna asked.

"it means "The Big One", It is a famous gigantic wave that hits only once in every 24 years in Sperlonga, Terracina beach. People who lives in Sperlonga and tourists, who comes will not only be going to surf the big waves and have fun but they're also going to plant their flags on top of a huge rock while riding Quello grande." As Nealon said that, Tsuna was amazed.

"Isn't it dangerous for the surfers to ride the gigantic waves just to put their flags on top of the rock, isn't it that crazy for them to do those things?" Tsuna, concernedly asked while his boss disregard the question.

"Yes, they know that riding those waves are dangerous and crazy but the reason that they are doing this, is so that they can be like their famous Sperlonga surfers, Vittorino and Danito." Nealon said.

"Vittorino, Danito... who are they?" Tsuna asked.

"Well Vittorino and Danito are two greatest legendary surfers that rode Quello grande all the way to the top of the rock." Nealon explained while Tsuna nodded.

"I don't know about Vittorino story well but all I know that he was the first person to rode and plant his flag on top of the rock on that day. But for Danito, even though I don't know him well I've seen him riding the Quello grande and it was the greatest feat I've seen in my younger years." Nealon said as he made a small smile.

"Really, what happened?" Tsuna asked him.

Nealon suddenly leaned forward to him as his eyes was filled of excitement with a big smile. "Do you want to hear about it?"

"S-sure" Tsuna agreed anxiously with a sweat dropping in the side of his face. A minute later, Tsuna started listening to Nealon's past story.

"44 years ago, when I was a child, I came with my pop to Sperlonga beach for the weekends just to see who's going to be the second person to plant their flag on top of the rock. People from different cities came and showed up with their family to have fun, to see and cheer the surfers.",

After 25 minutes or so, people including me and pop are cheering for the surfers who are trying to plant their flags. Some of them gave up since they keep on falling from their surfboard because of the heavy waves. Others who didn't give up can only put their flags only in the side the rock. While they were competing, a huge tidal wave came which made the concerned lifeguards warned the people and surfers to head back quickly to higher ground for safety. When the competitors reached the shore, they went directly to the higher ground with the rest of the people. We all notice that there was but one surfer who stayed in the water, and that surfer was Danito.

A lot of people including my pop tried to warn him to come to the higher ground for it was too dangerous. Danito didn't listen to them and instead he went towards the tidal wave. We were all thinking that he's crazy, that he will get himself killed, but boy we were all wrong.

When the tidal wave came close to the rock, we all saw Danito rode the top of the wave. He managed to position himself close to the rock, and plant his flag on top of rock, next to Vittorino's."

"And that's how Danito became a surfer legend." Nealon said happily, finishing the story about what had happened that day.

Tsuna has mix feeling of being astounded and shocked by what he had heard. Suddenly Tsuna realize. "What about since then, did someone become the third legend surfer?" Tsuna questioned.

Nealon swayed his head. "No, no one had managed to put their flag on the rock but from what I heard about 24 years ago, on that day the first legendary surfer, Vittorino died of old age. Bless his soul. But I am hoping that today, someone will be able to conquer Quello Grande and be the third surfer legend." Nealon said as Tsuna's Hyper intuition is urging him to go there.

"Nealon-san, since you gave me a day off, may I go to Terracina because since you told me about what's going on there, I'm quite eager to see." Tsuna said.

Nealon nodded. "Sure go ahead. I know a man of your age should work but sometimes you should at least take a break for at least a day. So, don't worry, I'll just asked my daughter, Cita to give us hand in the shop since she has a day off in the Nero famiglia." Nealon suggested as Tsuna thanked him and quickly headed out from the entrance door of the store. Suddenly Nealon remembered something and rushed out of the store.

"Oh, when you get back from Terracina please tell us who's the third... no wait, you know what, never mind, don't tell us. We'll just will see it in the live news from the T.V." Nealon said as he went back Inside his shop.

Flashback end

When Tsuna was back in his apartment, he packed a few things and after he finished, he took a taxi to Terracina beach which took an hour drive. When he arrived in Terracina, there was a total traffic. Instead of waiting for the traffic to clear, he paid the driver and decided to walk. It took him thirty minutes to walk, asking people for direction to the beach and he also bought a water bottle in the store. Which comes to this.

So as Tsuna was about to step on the sand. "Nosa-Chan, Isn't that Tsuna?" Tsuna turned his head on the right and saw Nosaru and Bluebell with their bags and surfboards.

Tsuna smiled and waved at them. "Hey kids."

Nosaru and Bluebell walked towards him. "Tsuna-San, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be working" Nosaru said as Bluebell jokingly gasped. "Is our Tsuna-Chan skipping work?" Bluebell teasingly said to Tsuna.

Tsuna twitched his eyebrow "Hey! I wasn't skipping, Nealon-San and Felicia-San gave me a day off and I heard from them about what's going on here in Terracina. So, I decided to go, relax and see who's going to be the third legend surfer." Tsuna said as he crossed his arms and turned his head away from them. Nosaru and Bluebell chuckled.

Tsuna turned to them and noticed two people are missing. Nosaru, Bluebell why Kyota and Zia-San aren't with you guys? Usually when something interesting happens, Kyota would come with you in interviewing some people and have fun. Zia-San would come also and watch over you guys since she's your manager and part of the Varia member. Did something happen?" Tsuna said with a worried look.

"Kyota is taking care of I-pin who got sick today. Zia-Chan is sick too," Bluebell said.

"Oh, so that's why they aren't here. Well I hope that I-pin and Zia-san will get better soon since they are being taken care by Federico-San and the Varia." Tsuna sigh in relief.

Bluebell and Nosaru looked at each other then they looked back at Tsuna. "Well about Nono's son and the Varia gang, they even got sick today including your ex guardians." Bluebell said as Tsuna was in shock.

"W-What, all of them are sick even X-Xanxus!? How did that happened?!" Tsuna shockingly asked.

"Do you remember two days ago, that Kyo-Chan told you while you're still at work that she's going out with us while there's a meeting between Vongola and the Varia gang." Nosaru stated.

"Yeah" Tsuna nodded slowly.

"Well...Chrome explained to Kyota that during that meeting two days ago, Mr. Shamal had the flu first but the guys didn't know until half of the meeting and then meeting got cancelled. For I-pin, she stated that Mr. Shamal accidentally sneeze on her." Nosaru explained

"Oh my gosh, how are they?!" Tsuna asked.

"Kyota told us that the doctor informed them that they're sick and they need some rest, drink their medicine and eat healthy, they will get better in no time. And besides her, Fuuta, Bianchi-san and Tetsuya-San are also taking care of them." Nosaru explained.

Bluebell step on the sand. "When I see that old perverted man next time, I will ask Byakuran-niisama to beat him in the face for making I-pin sick and making Kyo-Chan to take care of her." Bluebell declared as she started walking on the sandy beach while Nosaru followed her.

"I don't think Byakuran will do that to him." Nosaru told to her, while he and bluebell were walking in the sandy beach, Tsuna smile at them then looked at the sky "I hope everyone are all right" Tsuna thought in a worried expression.

Meanwhile in the Vongola HQ

"Achoo!" The sneezes were heard throughout the mansion. All the subordinates, maids and butlers were warned not to go near their Vongola Boss including his guardians and even poor I-pin. They were told of what happened so the subordinates were now avoiding their boss and his guardians to avoid being sick. But all the maids were currently avoiding Dr. Shamal, thinking that he's also sick. Though he's now fully recovered and crying that the maids aren't going near him.

Any way...

(In Federico's Room)

"Note to self, when you call the person who is sick for the meeting, let them explain first." Federico weakly said while he was laying down on his bed. Reborn smirked as he eyed Federico's laying figure, continuously cursing himself.

(Gokudera's Room)

"I should be with Federico-Sama, protecting and taking care of him but instead I got myself sick by that Idiot perverted doctor. I am really, deeply, one million percent sorry, Federico-sama, that I haven't noticed the flu until half of the meeting. I failed you! I'm not suited to be your right-hand man!" Sick Gokudera shouted, weakly while continuing to blame himself.

(Lambo's Room)

"I still don't feel getting better." Lambo said, not feeling like himself.

"I know Lambo, in a few days, you will get better in no time." Fuuta concernedly said, wearing a face mask while he was checking on Lambo.

(Yamamoto's Room)

"Hahaha! I thought Gokudera said that idiots can't get the flu." Yamamoto cheerfully said as he then suddenly sneezed again.

(Ryohie's Room)

"CAN ANYONE GIVE ME A GLASS OF WATER, I'M EXTREMEMLY THIRSTY!" Ryohie energetically demanded and soon afterworld he begins to cough hardly.

(Hibari's Room)

"Here's the tea that you requested, Kyoya-San." Tetsuya wearing a face mask, kindly said, as he gives the tea to Kyoya.

"Hn" Kyoya grunted as he drinks his tea. Kyoya's face showed no emotion that he's ill. He didn't say anything after being ill but inside, his pride was suffering like it was thrown in the trash or burned to the ground.

(Chrome's Room)

"Do you want anything, Chrome?" Bianchi asked, as she got the bowl from Chrome.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you, Bianchi." Chrome kindly rejected then laid down on her bed. Bianchi nodded and got out Chrome's room.

(I-pin's Room)

"All right I-pin, here's a soup for early lunch." As Kyota entered I-pin's bedroom, wearing also a facemask like Bianchi, Tetsuya and Fuuta. Kyota walked besides I-pin's bed and sat on the chair.

"Arigatou, Kyo-Neechan." I-pin thanked her while Kyota gave the bowl. As I-pin was eating, Kyota checked her temperature by her hand. While Kyota was doing that, her phone buzzed. Kyota then get her phone from her pants pocket. It was WhatsApp message from bluebell saying.

"Hey kyo-Chan!😁

Me and Nosa-Chan are already here in Terracina beach!

In a few minutes, we're going to interview the 👱👫👥!

Oh, by the way, Tsuna is also here in Terracina.

Since you're not here, it's our turn to look after him.

Don't worry well take good care of him. 😄"

As Kyota read Bluebell's mail, she texted back. "Roger that 🖒.'

Bluebell answered by sending a photo. "Hn" Kyota grunted with a small smile when she looked at the photo of Bluebell and Tsuna. I-pin heads up from her food to looked at Kyota.

"What's going on, did something happen?" I-pin asked as Kyota looked at her.

"Oh, it's nothing, its only Bluebell texting me that she and Nosaru finally arrived already in Terracina beach. In a few minutes, they'll be interviewing the people." Kyota told I-pin but not the text about Tsuna being in Terracina. Then I-pin turned her head away from Kyota

"I'm really, sorry Kyo-Neechan. It's my fault for having the flu, If I didn't get sick you would be with Bluebell and Nosaru-Kun in that beach." I-Pin upsetly said as Kyota glanced at I-pin and noticed tears coming out from her eyes. Then she quickly gets a tissue from the tissue box and wipes the tears of I-pin.

"Hey I-pin don't cry. It's not you and the people who got sick, I blame the pervert doctor. He sneezed at you." Kyota comfortingly said as she blames Shamal while I-pin chuckled.

"True" I-pin said.

(With Shamal)

"Achoo!" Shamal sneezed in the mansion's hallway. After he sneezed, he noticed the two maids moving away, trying to avoid him as they are thinking that he is still having the flu

"Wait my pretty ladies come back, I'm not sick anymore it's just only a sneeze!" Shamal desperately shouted while he was chasing them.

#sawada tsunayoshi #oc #Hibari Kyoya #hayato gokudera #shamal #I-pin #nosaru #bluebell #yamamoto takeshi #Ryohie Sasagawa #bovino lambo #bianchi #khr #katekyo hitman reborn

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Friend with benefit

You had a friend with benefit that was toxic and Changkyun came to save you.

This took so long and i’m finally out with it. Above 18 only please.

You took a deep breath and exhaled in great relief when you saw the results on the stick showing a negative.

Your period has skipped and you have been experiencing some symptoms of what looks like a pregnancy - losing your appetite, feeling nauseous all the time, especially in the mornings and when you smell something weird in the air, the cramps every now and then, the aches on your back and bloatedness in your abdomen.

Pregnancy scares were not something new to you, but it usually came in the form of irregular periods without other symptoms so this time it got you more worried. When the stick showed negative, you could now safely visit a doctor without the fear of hearing something that you didn’t quite want to hear.

You dragged yourself out of the toilet and made your way back to your seat. You had managed to grab a pregnancy test kit at the convenient store on your way to office this morning and had to discreetly take it to the toilet with you without anyone noticing. You were quite glad that your colleagues were not busybodies, and everyone tend to be busy typing away on their computers first thing in the morning, so you could use the time to sneak away to the toilet before they start breaking off to make some coffee or breakfast at the pantry, which was next to the toilet.

“Are you okay? You look really sick,” your colleague Miyeon saw you slumped on your seat with your head resting on the chair and eyes closed.

“Yeah, I’m just feeling really nauseous.”

“Still? You were like this for quite a few days.”

“Yeah, i think it got worse today.”

“You’d better take the day off and go see a doctor.”

“Yeah I’m planning on doing that, is boss in already?

“Yes, he’s in his office already.”

You waved Miyeon away and went back to closing your eyes for awhile.

Your phone buzzed while you were waiting for the bus outside the office building. The text that you were waiting for seemed to come a little too late, but it was always like that with him. Always a little too late.

From T: Hey, are you okay?

A text that was all too familiar but never helpful. But at least it came.

Reply: why not?

From T: I saw you walking out and you looked pale

Miyeon and the rest were telling you to take care before you left the office. You had gotten permission from your boss to take the rest of the day off and packed up to leave. He must have heard them and noticed that you were leaving.

Reply: yeah wasn’t feeling too well so I’m going home now

From T: okay take care

You had always wanted him to not show much concern to you, to keep things at a distance, so his reply should be perfect. But somehow it made you feel bitter. Somehow you were always wishing that he would ask a little more - “what happened?”, “How do you feel?”, “Please see a doctor”, “What did the doctor say?”, “how are you going home?”

But you will slap yourself, telling yourself, “of course his reply would be like this. Why would he give you anything more? You were not even his girlfriend.” You laughed a little at your own stupidity and hailed a taxi to the doctor’s clinic. This was how you brushed your own thoughts and emotions away all the time. Even though the both of you were fucking each other on a regular basis, you were not the one he was going to marry. It made your heart ache even more but it was the truth that you had to accept.

In the beginning, you would stay in bed and cuddle with him after sex. Forgetting about the world, forgetting about reality and letting time stay in the moment as the two of you indulged in just each other and each other only. You were happy to have him completely in those moments, you felt that that was enough for you, even though the both of you would pretend not to know each other that well on an ordinary day, in front of everyone else. But the taste of bitterness and disappointment hit you completely in the face when he brought his girlfriend up to office one day. She had a big diamond ring on her fourth finger, silently announcing that he had proposed to her. You felt betrayed because of all the times you have slept together, he had not mentioned anything at all about the engagement. In fact, deep down you were expecting them to break up one day because if he had truly loved her, he wouldn’t be fucking around behind her back, isn’t it? From that day on, you’ve decided that friends with benefits should remain as that with no strings attached. So after fucking, you would get up and leave in a fake chirpy way, thanking him for the good fuck and making it a point to always be the one who leave first.

He did not need your emotions so you have learnt that there was no need to spill those unnecessary emotions on him. Even when you were feeling anxious about the pregnancy scares, when you wished that while he was on top of you, he would kiss the top of your head just because you had a bad day, you never told him.

The both of you met in school and knew each other for the longest time. He was always the decent, responsible and intelligent guy. A complete opposite from you who is emotional, dramatic and outgoing. The both of you clicked well, but of course a good guy like him would choose to be with the girl who was demure, pampered and submissive. Throughout the years, he had always complained about how his girlfriend was incompatible with him, how he could not tell her about his struggles because she simply did not understand. It was one night when he accidentally revealed that they never had sex in the 10 years together, that you laughed at him and started talking about topics of sex. Talking eventually led to acting out on the real deal and that’s when the both of you became sex buddies, satisfying each other’s needs and nothing more.

The relationship somehow affected your self-esteem as well. While you were able to make him feel good in bed, hearing his girlfriend, who was now his fiancé, talked about going on a trip to Europe with him, made it clear that you were nobody instantly. While they were going on dates to nice restaurants talking about their day and their future, you could only swipe for guys on Tinder who were uninterested in a relationship, or if they were, they would be creeps or nerds who were below average. But a girl like you could only get such guys isn’t it? So you were never fussy about the guys who chat you up, after all you were not getting any younger.

He did not really care about the guys that you were going out with anyway. He would ask if you were going out with the guy and if you said yes, he would say good for you, and that if you wanted to stop the sex thing, you could let him know anytime.

You knew you had to get out of this, but you have been beating your self-esteem so low that you didn’t know how to love yourself anymore.

“Is this yours?” somebody tapped on your shoulder. It was a young guy who mumbled his speech.

“Oh yes, thank you,” you replied and turned back around. He didn’t have to disturb you, it was just a useless promotional brochure that slipped out of the bag of medicine that the clinic handed to you.

“The bus just left, and you look really unwell... maybe you want to take a seat? I don’t think the bus is gonna come soon....” the young man continued, and at this point, you were getting somewhat annoyed. The weather was hot and you were not feeling good, yet this guy kept trying to strike a conversation that you were totally not interested in.

“No it’s fine, thank you.” But you went to take a seat after probably 5 seconds later. You were planning on taking a seat but you didn’t want to appear to be accepting his offer, in case he took the chance to carry on a conversation with you.

He sat down next to you after awhile, but he probably figured that you were not in the mood, so he whipped out his Beats earphones and started looking for music in his phone.

You’ve noticed that he was running an album that you liked and you were surprised. It was an old jazz album and not many people listened to such music, and almost nobody around you have heard of this singer.

You peeked at his phone to see him scrolling and which song he will eventually choose, and he probably noticed someone staring at his phone, so he stopped scrolling and stared at you. You were embarrassed as you know how annoying it was for a stranger to peek at your phone while standing or sitting next to you on public transport. It was an invasion of personal space and privacy, you could see it that way. So you bit your lips and looked away.

The guy took off his earphones and hooked them around his neck, he turned to you with his phone, “do you listen to jazz?”

“Not really, but I know this album. It’s my favourite...”

“Which is your favourite song?”

“Paris.”

“Oh, I prefer Tangled Up. It suits her voice better. Paris sounds like a movie soundtrack that shouldn’t have been in this album.”

You felt rather insulted because everyone has their own choice on what they like or do not like, and he did not have to be so upfront about it. But you were more impressed that he was assertive and objective in voicing his opinion. You were expecting him to praise and go along with your choice since he was trying to hit on you earlier on.

You shrugged and continued to stare into blank space.

“Why do you think people like to put things into where they don’t belong?” you asked without turning away from where you were staring. It sounded more like a question that you were asking yourself.

“Maybe the person knew that it didn’t belong, but put it in anyway wishing that it will be accepted. She probably was hoping to receive some kind of validation so that she can justify why she felt that way about something.”

“But it hurts even more when nobody validates... It’s like reality giving you a big hit in the face...”

“Well, you just said that that’s your favourite song. There, she has someone who is validating the reason why she put this song in. And you don’t always need to have people validating your choices, if you feel that you want to give it a shot for yourself, then go for it.” It felt like he knew you were not talking about the song but about your life, and he did not want to openly talk about it to embarrass you. It felt like as if he was someone you could trust and open up to.

“Do you believe in friends with benefits?”

“I don’t know if I believe in it or not because I’ve never tried it, but I’m intrigued by it though.”

“Don’t bother trying. It’s a waste of time.”

“Then why don’t you waste it on me?”

By this time, you turned to face him in shock. You saw him eye to eye and realised that his nose is high and sharp, his eyes are nicely shaped they look like the eyes of a little wolf. His lips are thin and his brows are thick. He looks young, probably a few years younger than you are. The best part of him was his voice. It was so deep and raspy that it made him 10 times more attractive.

After you got home, you could not stop thinking about what happened. You were left dumbfounded and the guy simply left you his number and told you that you could contact him anytime. It sounded like a good deal because you could now move on and forget about T once and for all, plus this guy was not the worst you’ve contemplated. In fact, he was the most attractive of all the guys you have thought of using to get out of your current affair with the attached man. But part of you could not do it because he was literally a stranger you met at the bus stop. You knew nothing about him and what he was truly looking for.

But as you thought about your relationship with T and how it was heading to doom, you felt that you had nothing to lose at all at this point, so you picked up your phone and texted the bus-stop guy.

Sent: Hey, do you want to go for a drink? Maybe next week or something? After I recover from this stomach flu....

There was no reply and you were getting a little fidgety so after 15 minutes of silence, you decided to take your medicine and go to sleep so that you don’t have to deal with the anxiety of waiting.

You woke up in the middle of the night, all groggy from the drowsiness of your medicine. You looked at your phone to check the time and also saw a new message that you’ve been waiting for.

From bus stop guy: Sure. But are you sure you want to drink after you’ve recovered?

Sent: Or what else would you suggest?

After you’ve sent the text, you decided to get up to have something to eat and to take your medicine again before going back to sleep. When you returned to your bed, there was a message already on your phone.

From bus stop guy: Hmm let’s do dinner instead, we could decide if you want to drink after that or not

Sent: Sounds good... hit me up with your availability and the place. I’m a little to out of it to think now. I just woke up and I’m going right back to sleep.

From bus stop guy: Sure. I’ll let you know again at a later date. Get well soon.

Going back to work after you’ve rested for a few days felt like you were back into dealing with the bitter reality. The first person you saw when you pushed through the main door to the office was T and the both of you merely stared at each other for two seconds before he pretended to rush off to wherever he was going with those papers in his hands. You felt like rolling your eyes at what you had to deal with the first thing you came back, but your heart also sank knowing that he did not even have a look of concern in his eyes.

When it was nearing lunchtime, your phone buzzed and it was a text from T.

From T: Are you feeling better?

Sent: Yes, I guess so. If not I wouldn’t be back in office.

From T: Great. So... are you free tonight?

From T: It felt like I haven’t seen you in so long...

He probably meant that he hasn’t fucked you in so long. You were thinking of an appropriate response to sent to him, hoping to avoid the whole topic of sex but a new text came in and your heart immediately jumped.

From bus stop guy: Hope you are feeling better now. And I hope you didn’t forget about what we spoke about last week.

From bus stop guy: If you are free tomorrow night, let’s have prime ribs if you are up for it.

Sent: Sure!

You replied almost immediately, happy that you had something to distract you from the previous message. And you could forget about replying him now that you got someone new to talk to.

You left work on time that day, and waited for your date outside the mall where the restaurant was. It took him awhile to arrive and you were wondering which guy would actually turn up late on the first date.

When he appeared, he was in plaid flannel shirt and black jeans, he looked really young, definitely younger than you were, since you were in office wear and he looked like he came from home on a weekday.

“I’m sorry to keep you waiting, let’s go!” he said a little out of breath.

You were fairly distracted at the restaurant. You spent a long time looking at the menu but nothing seemed to interest you. You settled with a classic choice of bbq ribs as the easiest way out while your date chose to go with a prime cut with pineapple slices as toppings. He was the first to start a conversation after the waiter walked away with your orders.

“So how was work today?”

“Not too bad, just doing the same old stuff. Usually there would be meetings and meetings at my place tend to go on for more than an hour, so on days when there’s no meetings, the day seems to go slower and more relaxed, and today is one of those days,” you have been accustomed to small talks and learnt that it was easier to talk more about work than anything else.

“Pardon me, but I’m gonna jump into asking the very basic questions because I realised I don’t know much about you. I don’t even think I know your name...”

You laughed, “oh yes, I don’t think we have introduced ourselves properly. My name is ________”

“And I’m Changkyun,” he said with a smile that made his dimple show on his left side.

“So what do you do? Have you even started working?” You were getting really curious about his age.

“Kind of, I’m doing freelance producing music and writing songs. What about you? What do you work as?” He picked up the glass of water towards the end of his sentence and started sipping after he has finished his question.

“I’m an administrator in a law firm. So I sort out all the paperwork, and lots of paperwork for the lawyers at my company.”

“Wow, that sounds like a very serious job,” usually when people hear about your job, you knew their first reaction was to comment that it was a very boring job, whether they say it directly or within a joke, but you were glad that Changkyun masked it quite well and showed no sign of meaning that it was a boring job when he used the word “serious”.

“It’s a really boring job”, you always admit it first so that you don’t have to hear it from one more person.

“Hmm... is that why you are looking for a friend with benefit?”

You almost choked on the ribs that arrived while the both of you were talking. It was a little awkward because you were struggling whether to deny it or to play it cool and you couldn’t decide what was the best thing to do at that moment, so you pretended to be busy with your food.

“I don’t know. What about you? Do you have one now?” you tried to divert the topic to him instead.

“I don’t know”, he seemed to be quite smart in terms of giving out the equal amount of information as you, so it will not be a case where you get to know more about him than he knew about you.

“What do guys in general think about the idea of friends with benefit? Guys love that idea, right?” you started to broaden the topic to make things less personal and awkward, but also not straying away from it.

“I guess most guys would like the idea, I mean, let’s be honest, guys will not say no to sex.”

“Plus there’s no commitment, all the better.”

“Well, there is a certain level of commitment if you think about it. Friends with benefits are based on the premise that was drawn out beforehand, isn’t it? Like both parties will have to talk about what goes in and out of the whole,” he gestured, “deal or something. Like if either party catches feelings, then it’s called off or something.”

“Catching feelings is always the dealbreaker,” you agreed solemnly.

“So when was the last time you have properly dated a guy? I mean properly went out and in a relationship, not the hookups and friends with benefits type.”

“Hey! I don’t only hook-” you caught yourself being extremely defensive all of a sudden and got a grip of yourself for a moment. “I am not that kind of women that you think I am, just because I’ve been asking questions about friends with benefit, doesn’t mean-” you abruptly ended your sentence because what you were going to say did not hold true. “I’m just curious” you lowered your voice to the point where you were just mumbling to yourself.

He laughed. He laughed in the “he thinks you are cute” kind of laugh. And you turned red in your seat, you were not sure if you were embarrassed or if you were blushing.

“So you haven’t answered my question - when was the last time you properly dated a guy?”

You thought about it for awhile. “Now that you’ve asked, it really has been a long time,” you said in a sad tone.

“One month ago? Or three months ago?”

“Hey! What do you take me for??” you raised your voice to the defensive volume again and he laughed again.

“Okok, I was just joking, so when was it?”

“It might really go back to my school days?” you said as you try to recall those sketchy memories.

“Wow are you kidding me?”

“No, I mean, it’s difficult to define because I’ve met guys in between but it’s usually just one date and that’s it.”

“One date and that’s it?”

“Yeah and I don’t mean one night stand okay. It’s like this, where we just go out for dinner, talk, and that’s it.”

“No more follow-ups after that?”

“Nope, not even texts. I mean there’s one or two but the conversations couldn’t sustain. And the rest, just no. Maybe I bored them off at dinner...”

“Well, I don’t think you are boring, I mean, at least I am not bored now.”

“You speak too soon, young man. Let’s see what happens after this.”

“Yeah, we’ll see” he shrugged and smirked again while reaching for his glass to take drink.

“So how old are you?” you asked as the both of you walked out of the shopping mall.

“Guess?”

“20.”

“Do I really look that young?”

“The way you insisted on paying for the meal doesn’t make you seem older than you are, in case you are thinking that it will,” you teased.

“I’m 23.”

“Wow, that’s really young. Now I am really feeling it - old.”

“Come on, you are not that much older than me. Are you?”

You stared at him with puppy eyes and nodded. Changkyun rolled his eyes.

“So what are you? 25?”

You pretended to ugly cry. “I’m even older than that.”

“What? Are you serious?”

You pretended to ugly cry again. “Oh my gosh, you are a baby.”

He rolled his eyes again. You laughed as you sat down with him at the taxi stand.

“Where do you stay? Let me take you home,” he said as he took out his phone to open the Grab app.

“I am old enough to go back home on my own, and it’s late, I should be the one sending you home.”

He rolled his eyes again and you found it amusing to tease him about his age.

He got a Grab and dropped you off first anyway. Before you got off, he said it was nice meeting you and he had a good night, but you just had to tease him one last time, “thank you for tonight, and the next time I will buy you dinner. Bye boy boy!”

Going to work the next day felt like a return to reality. Back to the boring and routine lifestyle. The worst part was overhearing your colleagues gathering around to ask T about his wedding plans. You really didn’t need to hear about how both families have met to discuss but nothing concrete was out. What made everything worse was that Changkyun did not text you after you got home, and you didn’t know what to say even if you wanted to text first.

You began swiping on Tinder again and matched with a few guys. One of them were looking to hookup which you agreed to after hesitating for awhile. But you figured that you had nothing to do and nothing to lose so you might as well have some fun, and started arranging with the guy for the hookup.

Your day ended even worse when you had to avoid taking the same lift as T by pretending to have left something behind, only to see him walk out of the lobby hand in hand with his fiancée.

You needed the hookup to happen right now but the guy had plans.

That night, you received a text from Changkyun, but your mood was already at its lowest.

From Changkyun: the old lady at the shop called me “boy boy” today and it reminded me of you *roll eyes emoji*

From Changkyun: so you should be off work by now? how’s your day?

Sent: very shitty

From Changkyun: oh... what happened?

Sent: shit happened

From Changkyun: sounds bad. Want to talk about it?

Sent: it’s a long story but anyway to make matters worse, I am planning a hookup with some guy on Tinder

From Changkyun: oh wow

Sent: I actually needed it today but too bad he has got plans

At this point you were so angry and frustrated that you were just speaking spitefully without a care about whether Changkyun would think of you as that kind of person and leave. You just wanted to vent and blamed him for not texting you to help make your day better. If you had thought about this rationally, there was no way for him to reply to your texts too. Your texts were just shutting him off.

From Changkyun: was it really so bad?

Sent: how about you try fucking some guy and watch him marry someone else instead

From Changkyun: okay that is bad. And are you still fucking that guy? Wait, is that your friend with benefit?

Sent: Ya I fucked up. I mean, of course I’m fucked up that’s why he is marrying someone else right?

From Changkyun: come on, don’t say that about yourself. Actually he is the one who is fucked up if he has a friend with benefit when he is marrying someone already.

Sent: And you know what’s the most fucked up part? Is that it hurts even though I know

From Changkyun: of course it hurts, it’s not even just about the emotional attachment, it’s the whole idea that he is getting away with this without his fiancée knowing, he is literally deceiving everyone

Sent: Yes and having to watch him deceive everyone every single day is killing me

From Changkyun: oh you mean he works at the same place as you?

Sent: yes

From Changkyun: oh shit. Why do you do this to yourself? You should just quit.

Sent: I know right. I think I should really find someone to hook up with so that I can stop feeling like shit

From Changkyun: that’s not a long term solution though

Sent: yeah I need a long term boyfriend but that wouldn’t happen overnight

From Changkyun: Things take time, especially when it comes to building a relationship

You were in such a lousy mood that you did not want to hear Changkyun’s lectures anymore. So you left the text as it was and went to sleep.

The next day, he texted you before lunchtime to ask if you slept well and also some animal memes. But you were in no mood to entertain. You were supposed to meet the guy you were hooking up with that night so you were anticipating it with mixed feelings. On one hand you knew that it will not help you feel better, but on the other hand, you wish that it will because you didn’t know what else could help.

When you met the guy, you were nervous and awkward. You didn’t know how to behave because it was the first time meeting him. Lucky he seemed quite experienced so he first asked if you were okay to go ahead with the arrangement. You nodded and he suggested to go to the convenience store to grab some condoms and lubes before going up to the hotel. He said that alcohol would help to relax and ease the both of you in and asked which alcohol would you like. You went along with whichever that he picked since your mind wasn’t there at all. You did not know if this was the right thing to do. You were not the type of person who will sleep with a stranger that you’ve met for the first time. You slept with T because you had feelings. But because of the way you were treated, you felt like your feelings didn’t matter, and you didn’t matter. At least sex was pleasurable and you could make the other party feel good and feel that you were good. But you were not sure if you wanted to make the guy who was standing right next to you now feel good. You were just not sure if you truly wanted this. You only wanted this because it was a common thing that people do to distract and detach themselves from all sorts of emotional attachments.

Just as he was about to pay, you stretched out and grabbed his arm to stop him. “I’m sorry”, was all that you could say. You left the store feeling like crap as the guy gave you a “what the hell” look, and you felt like a loser who didn’t know what she wanted.

You took out your phone and texted Changkyun.

Sent: I was supposed to do the hookup tonight, but I fucked up.

Changkyun did not reply so you walked aimlessly on the streets, your mind was everywhere but it was also blank. After forever, Changkyun replied.

From Changkyun: What happened?

Sent: I backed out and I’m just wandering around now. Can I call you?

You were expecting Changkyun to reply but his call came in instead and you were so grateful. When you heard his voice, you couldn’t say anything except to cry. Changkyun did not say anything but let you cry for awhile before he said in a calm and soothing voice, he tried not to sound startled, “It’s okay, it’s okay, where are you now?”

When he arrived at where you were, he saw you sitting on small step that led up to a fountain. You were so small and vulnerable, like a lost kitten that was waiting for someone to rescue her. He didn’t know what happened but he knew that you were not at your best and you probably needed help so he rushed down after receiving your google location pin. Changkyun did not know what to say to you when he approached you. He could only gently asked, “hey, are you okay?”

You had your head down but when you heard him, you looked up at him. You shook your head and he saw that you had tears on your face and he didn’t know what to say. His heart softened and he inched closer to embrace you, and he slowly pulled you into his chest, stroking your head and letting you cry in his arms. This was such a confusing moment for him. He didn’t know what’s going on and he didn’t even know you that well. You were curt and emotional in your texts just yesterday and today you called him up to cry. A brief thought that you were dramatic and had a complicated life flashed through his mind, but he was more concerned about the present moment when he held you in his arms. He just wanted you to feel better, and he wanted to help you feel better, especially when he felt that you moved closer into his embrace and held him back tighter.

When he felt that you were crying less, he moved and held your face so that he could look at you. You were so embarrassed that when you saw him staring at you, you looked down to avoid eye contact. He wiped your tears away with his thumbs and the back of his hand, and as he did that, he thought that you were beautiful as you had pretty features. You looked soft and in need of protection at that moment. He couldn’t help it but kissed your forehead. When you did not reject or react in shock and move away, he stroked your cheeks with his thumb while he was still holding your face like as if you were a piece of precious art, and slowly kissed your lips with soft kisses. He was so gentle and his lips were so soft that it’s as if you felt all the comfort that he could not put into words through the kisses. You were afraid that he might stop and pull away and you did not want him to stop, so you kissed him back with a little more force, and you placed your arms around him, hugging him tighter. He entertained your kisses for awhile but pulled away before it turned into a full blown makeout. He knew that it would be easy for things to escalate as you were looking for a physical distraction but he did not want things to turn out like this between the two of you. Instead, he pulled away and asked, “are you feeling better now?”

When you nodded, he asked if you want to go to somewhere else instead and if you had eaten. He took you to a cafe nearby and ordered the food and drinks for you. You felt like a child who got into trouble in school and he was the parent who was bringing you home after having a word with the school principal. Changkyun had many questions but he knew that it wasn’t the right time to ask, and he was planning to ask after you have eaten something.

He asked if you wanted to take a walk after that, which you obliged. You haven’t said anything much the whole night and you felt that you owed him some explanation for having to handle you when you were in such a mess.

“I think I’ve asked this quite a few times, and I get that you might not want to talk about it, so you don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I’m gonna ask what happened?”

You started talking from what happened at the convenient store and how you backed out from the hookup. You told him that what truly bothered you was how you felt like a loser because you had wanted to use this as a distraction from the real issue - which is your hookup with T.

You told him the story about T and how you had been fucking him even though he has a girlfriend, now Fiancee. And how you knew you shouldn’t be bothered but you can’t help but feel upset and hurt all the time when you hear about their news.

“It’s time to move,” he said. “The whole issue is hurting you too much, and nothing is gonna change. He is not gonna stop marrying her and he can’t just have both worlds where he gets to keep fucking you at the same time. That’s just unfair to you.”

“I know, but I don’t know why somehow I just end up going back all the time. It’s just not so easy...”

“Let me help you with that”, Changkyun said as he looked straight into your eyes.

You stared at Changkyun for awhile and went straight for a kiss. You didn’t know what took over you. Maybe it was because of his voice that was so low and smooth, or maybe it was the way his eyes looked, he was especially attractive and in that moment, you wanted him.

He was taken aback but he allowed you to continue. You were aggressively going for his mouth and deepening the kiss, urging him to open up so that you could put your tongue in his. It did not take long for him to give you what you wanted and the both of you were in a heated make out before he pulled away, gasping for air as he whispered, “wanna go somewhere else?”

You nodded and quickly got up as the both of you found your way to a hotel nearby, hands all over each other on the way.

The process of checking in and getting into the room felt like a hassle and when the both of you finally entered the room, you jumped onto Changkyun behind the door and started kissing him. His hands were rough with you, rubbing your back and squeezing your ass.

You were pulling at his shirt which he quickly took it off in between kissing you. You took the chance to take off your shirt too and Changkyun seemed to be even more aroused seeing you in your white bra. He went down to kiss your neck and collar while kneading your breasts. When his lips reached to the top of your breasts, he unbuckled your bra and threw it somewhere in the room, squeezing your entire boob in his hand before he licked his way down to the nipple and sucking on it.

You were moaning and started shifting to grind against him as you needed some friction between your legs. Changkyun continued sucking and kissing your breasts as you fondled with his hair and he put his thighs out for you to grind.

You were disappointed when he suddenly put his leg back, leaving you empty. But he quickly wrapped an arm around your waist so that your hips would be closer to him and started rubbing between your legs. It did not take long for him to dip into your panties and insert a finger into you. “How are you this wet already?” Changkyun almost growled. You gasped at the sudden intrusion and the only sound you could make was a moan. He moved his finger in and out a few times and inserted another finger when he felt that you were ready. You were moaning and breathless, knees weak and almost leaning on him entirely for support.

When Changkyun felt that it was enough, he tapped on your butt to signal for you to jump on him. You wrapped your legs around his waist and sucked at his neck as he walked the both of you to the bed and threw you down without leaving your body.

He was on top of you and you could feel his weight and how close he was. “Changkyun... fuck me now,” you practically moaned out, legs spreading wide to accommodate him. He did not say anything but kissed you deeply, sucking at your neck and squeezing your breasts.

You moved your hips to grind at his hips while tucking at his jeans, trying to unbutton and get him to take them off. He took the hint and removed his jeans revealing his black underwear that made you salivate. When he finally took off his underwear along, you were surprised at his size. He was not big per say but he was thick and you could imagine how good he will stretch you out.

“I forgot about condoms,” Changkyun suddenly stopped pumping his dick. “It’s okay just put it in and pull out later,” you were desperate and did not care, you just needed him inside of you right now.

When Changkyun was lining his dick and coating it with your juices, you were bucking up, hoping to somehow get his dick inserted into your vagina. “Someone’s really impatient huh?” Changkyun said with a smirk, still rubbing his dick up and down your pussy without entering.

“Just fuck me already... please,” you almost begged. Changkyun let out a small chuckle before finally entering you. Even though Changkyun did not enter you into you fully in one thrust, your body could not take it as the stretch was bigger than what you’ve expected. When Changkyun was finally balls deep inside you, it felt extremely full even though he was not as long. He was stretching you out in ways you’ve never knew and when he dragged himself out to re-enter you, your walls were convulsing uncontrollably.

“Oh my... fucking god,” Changkyun moaned as he felt your walls gripping his hard dick. “You are so warm and tight... so wet...” Changkyun was almost choking his words out again.

He started moving in and out of you faster as he could not resist and you were overwhelmed by how thick and full his dick felt. Everytime your body felt his dick moving out, it was met with the force of his dick pushing back in and stretching you out further as his dick becomes harder and thicker inside of you.

“You feel so... good...” Changkyun moved faster and faster, completely lost in the feeling of being inside your pussy. You felt his thrust get sloppier and sloppier and you knew he was coming.

“Come inside, cum inside of me,” you said before Changkyun could asked.

“Are you sure? You -”

“Just cum inside, please,” you needed that last bit to complete. The risk was huge but you just didn’t want his cum anywhere else.

Changkyun managed to pull out and came right outside of your hole instead.

“Can’t let you take the risk, can we?” Changkyun said lowly as he kissed your lips.

#changkyun #monsta x smut #monsta x fanfic #monsta x #monsta x i.m

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marshmallow-phd · 6 years

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Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe

Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au

Pairing: Kyungsoo x Reader

Summary: Bouncing place to place was just how lived your life. Settling down just wasn’t in your plans, especially with your past. But when you meet Kyungsoo, there’s suddenly a future in front of you that you never imagined possible. With both enemies and friends of the pack arriving in town, you’ll be pulled into a danger that you never asked for. Will you stick around for Kyungsoo or will you do what you do best and run?

Warning: none

Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4 I 5 I 6 I 7 I 8 I 9 I 10 I 11 I 12 I 13 I 14 I Final

All you wanted was to pick up a box of hot chocolate at the grocery store on your way home. You’d had an amazing few hours spent in the woods with that peculiar wolf and now just wanted a drink to help warm you up in your apartment away from everyone. It was supposed to be an in and out trip. But life apparently didn’t quiet agree with that.

Just as you were reaching for the last box of your favorite brand of hot chocolate, another hand coming from behind snatched it first. You turned around to find a particularly tall stranger smirking down at you.

“Excuse me,” you said politely, “I was going for those first. May I please have them?”

The stranger shook the box mockingly. “Maybe.”

Rolling your eyes, you decided that this was not a game you wanted to play right now. You grabbed an off-brand box off the shelf and started to walk away. An arm flew out and grabbed the metal bar shelving, blocking your path. The hand of the other arm pushed your shoulder into the non-perishables behind you.

You barely managed to shove the stranger’s hand away, but he still kept you trapped, unable to leave.

“What is your problem?” you hissed.

His smirk just grew as he leaned down to you. “I just want to get to know you.” Coming in closer, you felt the air move by your neck as he took in a deep breath. “That smell is… intoxicating.”

A strange chill ran down your spine. What smell? The shampoo you used was nothing special. You pushed him away, the current situation frightening you for a reason you couldn’t explain.

“(y/n).”

To your left, Kyungsoo marched up and stepped in front of you, facing the stranger.

“Well, would you look at that?” the stranger smirked, straightening up. “Is an MR going stand up for the pretty girl? I’m so scared.”

A strange urge to wrap your arms around Kyungsoo and cower into his back came over you. You shook the feeling away, utterly shocked.

What was that? Typically, you would have been annoyed at Kyungsoo’s interference, like that first night you met. You were someone who could take care of themselves, you’d done it before. But this time around, all you felt was relief. It was a strange emotion, not one that you were used to.

“Better an MR than an omega,” Kyungsoo spat. What did any of that mean?

That just angered the stranger more. “You little punk.” He grabbed Kyungsoo by the collar of his sweater. “Why don’t you – ah!”

Your eyes widened. Kyungsoo had simply grabbed the stranger by his wrist, twisting it at an unnatural angle so he’d let go of the fabric, the stranger’s face contorting into a look of pain.

“Get out of here,” Kyungsoo ordered. He let go of the stranger’s wrist, who then tripped over his own feet multiple times as he ran for the exit. Picking up the box that the stranger had dropped, Kyungsoo held it out to you.

“Thanks,” you whispered, taking the box and replacing the less desirable one back on the shelf. Amazingly, he didn’t stop you this time when you turned to leave. With each step, your pace to hurry away from him slowed until at the very end of the aisle you came to a complete stop.

This twice now that he had saved you from someone who thought you looked like a new toy to play with. He didn’t have to step in, but he did. And here you were, acting ungrateful. Not to mention the small part of you that didn’t want to leave him.

Spinning on your heels, you said in a voice louder than necessary, “Do you want a cup of hot chocolate?”

His eyebrows jumped up in surprise. “W-what?”

Taking a deep breath, you walked back to him. Lowering your voice, you repeated, “Do you want a cup of hot chocolate? As a… thank you. This is twice now, so I think I should stop being so rude.”

This smile that lit up on his face nearly blinded you. How could a smile be shaped like a heart? Your own heart was picking up speed in your chest. Using the cardboard box in your hands, you covered the area up to avoid detection.

No. No thinking like that. It was just a thank you. You don’t know this boy at all. Think rationally.

Says the girl who just spent several hours with a seemingly intelligent wild animal that could kill her in ten seconds. All rationality has left you.

“I’d love to.”

You were a bit frozen at the moment. Never had you seen such warm brown eyes before. They were comforting and shining. You could just inside them forever. Opposite of that icy blue you were used to in the past.

“(y/n)?”

You blinked. “Yeah. Right. Um, did you need to grab something real quick?”

You’d actually spaced out and been caught staring at him. What other embarrassing thing could you do?

Kyungsoo shook his head. “No. They’re out of what I wanted.”

“Right,” you nodded. “Okay, then. I’ll just… check out.”

Was this the result of isolating yourself from the rest of mankind? You couldn’t even hold a simple conversation. But he wasn’t helping any. It was like his presence was sending your senses into overdrive.

Rushing past him, you went straight for the self-checkout, quickly scanning the hot chocolate and finishing out the transaction in a hurried fashion. Kyungsoo was right there next to you. You could feel his eyes on you. It took a few tries to get your card in the slot reader. You grabbed hold of the bag carrying your single item and turned to your companion.

“My apartment is just about two blocks away,” you informed him. Glancing down at his sweater, you frowned. “Don’t you have a coat?”

“No,” he replied. “I don’t get cold.”

“Lucky,” you mumbled, bracing yourself for the chill that was about to hit you as you walked through the automatic doors to the dreaded outside.

The two of you walked in silence to your apartment. You tried to come up with multiple conversation starters, but none of them would leave the tip of your tongue. This had to be proof. You really were broken, no longer able to function socially like a normal human being. Fantastic.

Groaning internally, you managed to unlock your apartment and flip on the light. Then you flinched at the sight. There were still boxes stacked against the wall containing the objects you owned but hadn’t needed to unpack quite yet.

“Are you leaving?” Kyungsoo asked. He sounded… worried? Almost panicky?

You shook your head. “No. I’m just….” Keeping things packed just in case, “lazy at unpacking. It’ll get put away eventually.” You scratched your scalp, embarrassed. “I just never have people over so I wasn’t thinking about it.”

Obviously fighting back a smile, Kyungsoo nodded while slipping his hands into his pockets.

While you warmed up a pot of water on the stove, Kyungsoo wandered around your living room, pausing at the entertainment stand that held your TV, a plant, the only two pictures you owned. One of you and your father when you graduated high school and the second of you and Mina on your twenty-first birthday. Right before you met Chace.

“Is this your father?” Kyungsoo asked, pointing to the first picture. The hot chocolate was done and you brought a mug over to him, for which he thanked you for.

“Yeah,” you smiled. Your dad was your best friend, although Mina pretended not to know that she was only in second place. He tried so hard to be there for you even when work had to call him away. Lately, he’d been hard to reach, stationed in the desert with spotty satellite connection. “He’s in the military, so I don’t get to see him much.”

Kyungsoo gave you a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry.”

You shrugged. “I’m used to it. We’d bounce from base to base. It’s probably why I can’t stay in once place for long. The idea of settling is... weird to me.”

For just meeting this guy, you were being way too honest. In just a few short minutes, he was suddenly easy to talk to. One little question and you were an open book. Had the lock broken so effortlessly? You’d need to watch it before you revealed the things you had to keep to yourself.

“Maybe if you met… someone?”

The expression Kyungsoo was giving you was simultaneously making you melt and want to build up a wall. A very high wall. Maybe one with a moat around it. With alligators.

Shaking your head, you took a sip of your drink. “I don’t really meet people.”

“Hmmm,” was how he replied. There was a moment or two of silence. “And this is Mina?”

You whirled on him. How the hell would he know your friend’s name? Noticing your look of horror, he picked up the picture. “It’s on her nametag?”

Her nametag?

You snatched the picture out of his hand, scanning it. Oh, right. There it was on her shirt. Of course. You’d given her crap all night because she accidentally agreed to stay an extra hour at her waitressing job to help with the random rush. She had to come straight to the bar from the restaurant, making you feel weird as you were all dressed to celebrate and she was still in her uniform. It didn’t matter in the end, as you two still ended up having a blast.

“Yeah, that’s Mina,” you nodded, handing the picture back to him. “She’s a riot. I miss her sometimes.”

“Understandable.” Kyungsoo returned the picture to its place. Then something else caught his eye.

A movie that you had taken out with the intention of watching yesterday but never got around to actually putting on was sitting on the second shelf of the stand. It was an old Hitchcock movie that not many had heard of. Kyungsoo picked it up, smiling.

“You like this movie?”

You nodded. “It’s one of my favorites. Have you seen it?”

“No,” he admitted. “But I’ve always wanted to.”

“Do you want to watch it?” The question was out before you could stop yourself. He was just supposed drink the coco and leave. So, then, why were you hoping he would say yes? You chewed on your bottom lip. Shouldn’t you be hoping he’d say no?

“Sure,” he smiled.

Damn it. If he kept smiling at you like that, you were going to end cooking him dinner. Why did you have to be a sucker for a nice smile? And it wasn’t even nice. It was brilliant – breath-taking.

What was wrong with you?

Without any sign from you, Kyungsoo went right into turning on your DVD player and popping the disk in. You settled on your old worn out couch, squeezing into the corner after placing your mug down on the ring-stained coffee table.

On the other side sat Kyungsoo, keeping his distance in a gentleman-like manner. Even as the opening narration began, you still couldn’t concentrate on the screen. Stupid urges plagued you. It had been too long since you sat and watched a movie with someone. Of the opposite sex, no less.

You kept wondering if he was warm. If he was soft. Would you meld perfectly into his side?

Stop it!

Huffing to yourself, you grabbed a throw pillow off the floor and repositioned yourself so you were halfway laying down but still on your side of the couch, your head resting on the pillow.

About thirty minutes into the movie, your eyelids became heavy. You fought them bravely but in the end, even with a stranger sitting in your living room, you drifted off to sleep.

Kyungsoo knew it the second you fell asleep. He could hear your heartrate and breathing slow. He smiled to himself. That meant that you were getting comfortable around him, at ease in his presence. When you asked him to come over for a warm drink, he could hardly believe it.

Granted, he knew that the reason you were opening up to him was because of the time you were spending with him in his wolf form. Even if you weren’t consciously aware of it, the mate bond between the two of you was growing, pulling you in more.

At your sleeping figure, the wolf inside whined. Kyungsoo had to fight against his instinct to nudge in behind you and wrap his arms around you, snuggling you in close to his chest where you were safest. Waking up to that just might take away all the progress he’s made.

But this was certainly something. You let him know just a little more about yourself. Apparently there were only two people in your life. Could you maybe make room for one more?

Kyungsoo shook his head. No, with him came at least a dozen more or so.

With a high toned shrill, his phone went off in his pocket. Glancing over at you to make sure you hadn’t woken up, he answered it, speaking softly.

“Hello?”

“Kyungsoo, its Junmyeon. Where are you?”

“I’m….” How was he supposed to answer? “I’m still in town.”

“Okay,” his alpha sighed. “Can you get back to the farm house as soon as possible? We’re about to go over new perimeter assignments with the others. I’d like you here.”

The others? Did he mean Kris, Luhan, and Tao? Junmyeon hadn’t even been in the house at the same time as Kris since they arrived. This could be good. Or a terrible argument waiting to happen.

“As soon as possible,” Junmyeon added.

“I’m on my way.”

Great. He’d have to run.

He hated leaving you there, but he didn’t want to disturb your sleep either. Covering you up with the blanket form the back of the couch, he let himself take in the view of you for another minute before exiting the apartment.

Making back to the house in record time, he was completely exhausted. Everyone else was already there and gathered around the table. Kyungsoo tossed his sweater in the direction of the laundry room, earning a glare from Minseok. He didn’t care. He was too hot to put it back on, leaving him in just the white t-shirt he’d worn underneath.

“Good, you’re here,” was Junmyeon’s greeting to him. He started passing out different papers to everyone. “This is the perimeter schedule from now on. I’ve paired you off in groups. No arguments.”

There were a few grumbles around the room as everyone looked over the schedule. After reading his running mates, Kyungsoo sent the alpha a silent death glare. Of course he would get saddled with Chanyeol and Sehun. This wasn’t going to end well. At least his runs were at the time that you were usually at work. A relatively safe place for you to be.

“Anyone have any updates?” Junmyeon asked. Most of them shook their heads. Kris was the only one who spoke up.

“We’ve lost the hybrids’ trail, so we don’t know where they are exactly now, but I’ve got friends in a neighboring town that are keeping their ears open. They’ll let me know if they hear anything.”

Junmyeon gave a single hard nod, barely acknowledging his old friend.

“There was another omega today,” Kyungsoo advised. “He went after (y/n).”

“Why do they keep doing that?” Baekhyun asked.

“It’s an unclaimed mate thing,” Luhan answered. “All mates have a scent that only their wolf is supposed to be able to smell. No one knows why, but omegas are able to pick up on the smell as well when the mate is unclaimed. It’s like cooking meat right in front of a starving dog. Almost impossible to resist.”

“This mate thing sounds complicated to the point where I’m not sure I want one,” Sehun sneered.

“You’ll get one whether you like it or not,” Chanyeol reminded him. “Right, Jongdae?”

“Stop!” Jongdae groaned. For once, Kyungsoo was on his side. The joke was getting old. Fast.

After a few more rounds of throwing verbal punches, everyone dispersed, Junmyeon being the first one out of the room to who knows where. Kyungsoo was itching to get back to you. Your apartment wasn’t close to the edge of town, but he’d go back tonight anyway as a wolf, keeping a close eye on any other omegas that might roll into town. If you really smelled that irresistible to those dangerous wolves, then he was going to have to work harder to speed up getting you to trust him and then fall for him.

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My Little Mochi 💉

Chapter 7: Day Trip

I pulled into the parking lot of the shopping centre. It took us a few minutes to actually find a parking spot, and it was quite tight as well. I turned off the engine and I smiled to Jimin gesturing for him to get out, but he looked out the window and then back to me with a shake of his head. I understood what he meant, so I got out of my side first, before making my way to Jimin's side. I opened the door for him leaving him as much room as I could, making sure he didn't hit the car next to us. He gracefully stepped back out of the car pushing his body against mine a little. He suddenly tripped on the car ledge, so I quickly grabbed his waist steadying him so he wouldn't fall. "You ok?" I asked and he quickly brushed my hand off of his waist before jumping to the end of the car, with a small nod. I closed the car door locking it behind me before I started to head for the main doors into the shopping centre. As soon as we entered I felt Jimin cling to my side as a herd of people rushed past us to get out. "It's ok Jiminie...Just stay by my side" I stated before I started to walk to the men's clothing section, and I felt Jimin against my side as we carried on walking. Every now and then I would look down at Jimin to see if he was ok, and I could see the terror and anxiety on his face. I knew he didn't like it one bit, but this had to be done.

We finally reached the men's clothing section and once we were inside the specific shop it was a little less crowded and I felt Jimin loosen up a little. I turned to face him and placed a hand on his shoulder before pointing out all the clothes. "So if you see anything you like feel free to point it out" I smiled and he looked around in awe. As we walked around the shop I saw his hands softly trail against the fabrics of the clothing around us. It was like he had never ever been or even seen a shop. He was completely overwhelmed, his eyes wide and his mouth gaped open, but he wasn't picking anything out..."Jiminie?" I called out and he swung my way. "You're not picking out anything. Nothing you like?" I asked and he just shrugged as his eyes continued to wander around. "Well first things first let's get you some underwear. You can't keep wearing mine" I explained before grabbing a size small, then I looking back at Jimin before grabbing a size medium instead. It was the safe bet, because even though he had quite small frame, his thighs and his butt were, what’s the word, flumpitous? Not that I'd been looking or anything...

Anyway, I placed them into the basket and picked up a few packs of socks as well. Then in the corner of my eye I noticed this large green hoodie. I walked over to it and pulled it from the rack. It reminded me off the oversized jumper Jimin was wearing when I first saw him. "Jiminie, how about trying this on?" I turned to face him and he just nodded whilst waddling over. He reached out his hand and fondled with the hemming of the jumper as his eyes sparkled. I picked up a few pairs of black skinny jeans, along with a pair of blue faded shorts, ripped at the knees. I grabbed a few white tees, and a formal black shirt, just to fill his wardrobe, and also for myself. “Right, I'll wait out here while you try these on! Make sure to show me them when you're finished ok? Need to make sure we get the right ones" I lead Jimin to the changing area and I handed him the now extremely full basket of clothes to him. He stared at the changing room for a few long seconds before finally closing himself inside. I stood outside his changing room waiting for him to come out, but 10 minutes passed and he still hadn't come out. I knocked on the door lightly in hope to get Jimin's attention. "Jiminie? You alright in there?" I called out.

"J-Jungkook...ah...I can't..." Jimin spoke out in a uneasy voice. Then I heard his light sniffling. I heard the door unlock and I quickly entered a little worried as to see what was wrong, but the sight I saw made me burst into laughter. His shirt was half untucked, the zipper on his trousers was down and the little bow tie he picked up himself was very badly done. "W...what's so funny...?" Jimin's small voice choked.

"Oh I'm sorry...you just look...you look so cute..." I answered closing the door to the changing room behind me. I closed the distance between us and tucked the shirt into his jeans properly, before zipping up his fly. "You know, considering you're older then me, you certainly don't know how to look after yourself" I chuckled before moving my hands to the bow tie around his neck. I untied his terrible attempt and retied it, creating a little cute bow to match his little cute self. I stepped back and looked down at him, but he didn't seem too impressed. "You don't like it Jimin?" I questioned, and he just shrugged his shoulders. "Why don't you try some of the other stuff I picked up? You'll find something you like Jimin" I suggested and he nodded before he started to unbutton his shirt. I quickly turned away once I realised he was undressing himself.

"...I prefer Jiminie..." Jimin admitted and I felt the corners of my lips curl up.

"Jiminie-Hyung?" I asked smiling like an idiot.

"I like that too..." He agreed before tugging on my arm. I turned around to face him and the holy sight I saw could never be forgotten. The green hoodie I picked out hung perfectly on his shoulders, the sleeves were just that much bigger, so his little stubby fingers just peaked through the sleeves. It stopped just above his thighs, so the leather pants he was wearing squeezed around them beautifully, showing the muscle he clearly built up over time. The colours matched his perfect mop of light blonde hair. I was frozen just staring at the angelic sight in front of me. "Like it..?"

"...I...I love it" I accidentally spoke my mind before quickly moving my hand over my mouth as if it was wrong of me to say that.

"If Jungkook-Ah Likes its...then so does Jiminie" Jimin smiled and he shined brighter then ever before...

"How do you exist...?" I whispered under my breath as I stared down at Jimin's grand smile.

"Huh..?" Jimin looked up a little confused, and I just shook my head with an awkward laugh.

"N-nothing. Let's go pay for these then! We'll leave the outfit you didn't like here" I changed the subject and thank God Jimin was too simple minded to carry on.

"I have no money..." He reminded and I rolled my eyes down at him with a 'tut'

"As I said before I'll pay for it all. It's ok" I reassured. "Now change back into the clothes you were wearing before then we can get out of here" I added before turning round once more. Once I knew Jimin was fully dressed again I unlocked the changing room door and we both walked out together which caused us to get a weird look from a girl who was sat waiting to use our changing room. I just ignored her and carried on walking the cash counter. We queued for a few minutes before it eventually came to us. I placed the basket on the counter that was overflowing with Jimin's new clothes.

"Oh wow...Are these all for you sir?" The cashier asked whilst scanning them through.

"No, not me. They're for this one" I chuckled looking down at Jimin who was stood right up against my side.

"Ahh I see. Aren't you lucky to have someone like him in your life" The cashier smiled down at Jimin then back to me.

"I guess so yeah" I replied.

"It’s nice to see such a young couple treating each other you know?” The cashier continued and I raised my brow a little confused.

"I'm sorry what?" I asked leaning forward a little.

"Oh I didn’t mean anything by my words, it’s just not often you see young couples spoiling each other” The cashier added and I just shook my head vastly.

"Oh no, no. It's not like that. He's just a friend!" I defended and the cashier looked so embarrassed.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry...you just seem so close that's all...".The cashier explained and I looked down at Jimin then back up to cashier with a shrug of my shoulders. "That'll be £368 pounds please!" The cashier smiled awkwardly and I placed the card my mother and father had given me incase of any unpredicted expenses. This was definitely an unpredicted expense. "Thank you, your receipt is in the bag. Once again I'm sorry...enjoy your day"

"It's no trouble" I smiled warmly. The cashier waved us off as we walked away. I sighed as we reached the doors. Did me and Jimin really look like we were close back then...? We were mistaken as a couple...then again looking back at Jimin I wouldn't have minded if he was my boyfriend...I snapped that thought out of my head and it was a stupid one at that. I had only just met him and he seemed too childish...

I was about to leave, but Jimin was just frozen in his place. I looked out the door and noticed a massive crowd of people just stood outside. The fear in Jimin's eyes was so prominent and clear. His eyes were glazing over. "Hey Jiminie-Hying, it's not that bad. Just stay by my side like last time remember?" I reminded, but he didn't respond at all. I had to think of something else, and I knew what I did sounded so stupid and childish, but the way Jimin acted I couldn't stop myself. "Hey Jiminie-Hyung, do you like sweets?" I asked and he gaze finally averted up to me. "How about we make a deal? If we get through the crowd together, I'll treat you to some sweets" I smirked and he chewed on his bottom lip before looking down and nodded agreeing to my offer.

"To the sweet shop we go!"

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