#seonghwa déjà vu

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Cowboy AU / Wild West

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The next morning was spent waking up from the unbearing heat of the two boys squished to your side. While San had been kind enough to sleep at your side, giving you space, Wooyoung took the liberty of wrapping his arms around yours. 

You were quick to learn that they were both cuddlers; though, seeing as you woke up with San wrapped around your other side reaching over you to touch Wooyoung. The other boy, however, had moved over in the end to have his own space. They went to sleep one way each and ended up in the other’s position. 

When you had stepped out of the tent, the only other ones awake were Seonghwa and Jongho. The younger boy only gave you a look before moving to head back into a tent. Seonghwa gave you a sad smile when he saw your shoulders drop at the boy's retreat. 

You walked over to the eldest, giving him a good morning. You glanced over at the pot he was stirring, the man making breakfast for everyone. You made yourself useful by helping him out, which he appreciated a lot. 

Once you had eaten your breakfast and everyone was finally awake and moving about, Hongjoong had called to tell everyone that they were going to be heading out to clean. “There's a spring that grew from the brook here.” He had told you, lugging a bag over his shoulder. “It's a bit of a walk, so get your things ready and we'll be on our way.”

You nodded your head at him, moving towards the tents to gather whatever it was the boys couldn’t. They didn’t have many clothes, but whatever you deemed smelly, you immediately picked it up to wash. While they hadn’t told you to do it, you felt like you were in debt to them. Besides, you were going to wash your own skirts and likes as well.

“Doll, can we talk?” You looked up to find Mingi at the tent, getting a sense of déjà vu. 

“Of course, Min.” You smiled at him. 

The kind boy began to blush, walking closer to you. “Look, I don't want you to think anything negative of me-”

You frowned as he started his conversation. “I could never.” You stopped him. “Mingi, you mean more to me than anything. You saved me and I will always be thankful for that.”

Mingi sighed as he took in your words. He knew you were someone who wore your heart on your sleeve. You were going to tell them all what was wrong. He had already heard it from you last night when you were alone with him. 

He didn’t want you to think of him as someone who forces others to do what they want. While you had kissed him back with the same kind of feelings, he didn’t want you to regret what it was you did. 

“It's not that.” He shook his head. “It's about our kiss. I don't want you to think that I'm taking advantage of your vulnerability.”

You tried to hold in your chuckle, a soft smile falling onto your lips. You found it astonishing to hear someone like Mingi was worried about what you thought of him. There was so much talk you would hear from women on the street talking about their husband's actions towards them. 

They were stories you didn’t find joy in hearing. You wouldn’t be able to tell if they were truly sad in their marriage or if they were just trying to get sympathy from their friends. But you knew the way most men treated their wives was not how you wanted to be treated. 

Somehow, here was Mingi, one of the tallest men you had ever met–next to Yunho– telling you that he didn’t want you to see him as someone who would take advantage of a woman. It brought joy to your being to know he cared about what you thought of him. 

“Mingi, you know me.” You softly told him. “I understand where you are coming from but I know for a fact you would never be that kind of person. None of you are. Thank you for respecting my boundaries and telling me about it.” You smiled up at him, a teasing glint in your eyes. “I like that you're willing to communicate your fears. I find it appealing.”

Mingi gulped, staring down at you. “You're bold.”

You looked down as you gathered all your thoughts. “Mingi, you were my first real kiss.” You started. “And it made me feel something I can't explain. I have never explored this side of me before and I have no idea if I'm doing it right, but just know I appreciate you so much.”

Mingi’s breath got caught in his throat at your revelation. It had been so long ago when he had last liked a girl the way he liked you. It wasn’t that he knew you deep down like most people would have. But the way you acted with his brothers–the way they all looked at you–made you seem like someone he wanted to be with romantically. 

He was far from knowing what it was really like to court someone. He was sure all of them didn’t know how to court someone. However, he just knew that there were certain things about you that made him move on instinct. He had read books, seen people out on the street acting a certain way that made him think about how he would be with his own lover. 

He didn’t know yet if he truly wanted to be with you the way he was thinking, or if it was just his body asking for you. You had trusted him with your feelings and he wanted to keep them in mind. He knew deep down what it was you were feeling and he wanted to let you know that he was going to accept whatever it was you wanted of him. He didn’t want to lose you just yet. 

“I can't explain what it is about that calls to me so much but just know I want to show you so many things.” Mingi told you. “I want you to know what it's like to be with the right person.”

You couldn’t fight off the grin that fell on your face at his words. They made you feel like mush, a warmth blooming on your cheeks. There was something about a man knowing what to say to a woman to get her to drop to her knees that left you weak. At least now you know it left you weak. Hearing those kinds of words fall from Mingi’s lips left you breathless. 

You started to think about the other boys and how they would flirt with others. You knew they had it in them. You had seen the way they spoke with others in order to get their way. It must be easy for them to find whoever it was they wanted. It left a bitter taste in your mouth thinking about them flirting with other people but you didn’t own them. 

Your smile dropped slowly as you realized you were thinking about more than one of them again. “I want to trust you.” You told Mingi.

“Why don't you?” He asked. 

“Because I don't know yet if you're the only one I trust.” You admitted, swallowing as you realized you admitted it to yourself as well. 

Mingi watched as a look of realization took over your face. While you hadn’t expressed it completely last night, Mingi knew there was something hiding behind your eyes when talking about all of them. While he didn’t know how it was you felt for them all, now he did. 

It didn’t leave him as bothered as he thought it would. He spent a good majority of his life with these guys; the better part of it. He cared deeply for them and they all knew that. While they would never allow someone to come in between them, there was some kind of relief that fell on him thinking about how it wasn’t going to be the case here. He was the first to think the way he did and he knew he would have to talk about it with the others soon. He didn’t want them to think anything bad about both you and him. 

“I understand.” He smiled at you. “Just know I won't be upset with whatever it is you choose. We're all close and I know we won't let someone like you slip through our fingers.”

You chuckled. “What makes you say that?”

Mingi grinned, leaning down closer to you. “You aren't here for every conversation.” He whispered. “I'm sure the others would agree with me. Even, captain.” He leaned back, laughing at the wide eye expression you gave him.

“Captain?” You asked astounded. 

“You left more than an impression, Doll. You mean a lot more to us than you’ll ever know.” He whispered.

You huffed, trying to hold back your tears. “You guys mean more to me than I care to admit.”

“Would that be so bad?” Mingi teased, pulling back so you could see the grin on his face. 

You frowned as you thought about the kiss you just shared. Your mind started to think about the others, wondering what it was they would think if they knew. It had you worried about how you really felt for all of them.

“It is when I don't know if I want one of you or all of you. I’m worried about what others will think.” You admitted. 

“All of us?” Mingi tilted his head. He wasn’t offended or even upset with your revelation, he looked curious, which prompted you to pull him back into a hug.

“You're each special to me. I want to build those bonds with all of you.”

He gave you a sweet smile, growing closer to you. You smiled up at him, chest pressing on him. You were suddenly reminded of the compromising position from last night. There was a sudden heat that traveled down your entire body, leaving you breathless. 

Mingi leaned down, softly pecking your lips. The boy melted when he saw your lips pull over your teeth and your eyes grow dazed. “Let's get going. We have things to clean.”

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1024UB CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: HE REALLY DID IT!

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Lately, Gyuri noticed that things were starting to get weird between her and Seonghwa as well as her and San. Ever since night Gyuri got stupidly drunk, she and San had not hooked up, and ever since the day Hongjoong had Gyuri record his thesis, she and Seonghwa barely spoke or texted. Sure, they kind of talked at the last ROD party, but they hadn’t hung out like they usually did. Rather than dwell on these feelings, though, Gyuri decided to dedicate this newfound free time she had to work on her thesis as well as start applying for graduate schools.

She didn’t want to run the risk of seeing Seonghwa and that dumb bitch Bora at the library doing whatever it is that they want to do. Since she was pretty much cooped up in the apartment, she rotated between multiple places to get her work done: her desk, her bed, the living room, the dining table, the bathroom— although, that last one was only when she really had to go but she was in the zone. Today, she was sitting in the dining room, her back to the entrance. She had her blue-light glasses on and was furiously typing, but she was still able to hear the door open.

“Hey, I’m home,” Iseul greeted.

“Hey, how was class?” Gyuri asked without looking up from her computer. She could barely converse without messing up whatever she was working on.

“It was okay…”

“Good to hear.”

Gyuri still hadn’t looked up. Her eyes were glued to her screen. That’s when she felt a moment of déjà vu overcome her. She got to a good stopping point in her work and turned around to see Iseul fidgeting in the threshold. “Have we… have we done this before?” she asked.

“What? Done what?” Iseul looked majorly confused.

“I… never mind.”

With that, Gyuri thought Iseul would act normally again and returned to her work, but the girl still fidgeted by the front door. She stopped her work once again and patted the dining room chair next to her while saying, “Sit.”

She obeyed and sat right where Gyuri told her to— she was getting a killer sense of déjà vu, especially when she said, “Spit it out, Iseul.”

Iseul was talking, but Gyuri was still bothered by how familiar this situation was. She wracked her brain trying to figure out where she had seen or done this before, but nothing came to mind just yet. Realizing that she totally just didn’t listen to a single thing Iseul said, she told the girl, “I am so sorry, I completely spaced out. Can you say that again?”

Sighing, Iseul said, “Remember when you told me that someone in the group likes me, and that if he likes me then he should tell me himself, and I told you that I’d react depending on who it is?”

Gyuri’s eyes immediately widened. She fully turned so that she was facing Iseul because every braincell she had was screaming, “Oh my God!” She couldn’t vocalize what her braincells were saying just yet, so Gyuri opted to say, “No way…”

“It’s San, isn’t it?”

“No fucking way!” Gyuri screamed and jumped up so fast that she hit her knee against the table. She held her knee in pain as she sat down again, her excitement unfazed. Now her braincells were talking for her, because she kept repeating, “Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God,” until she could follow up with “When? Where?”

“The other night at the ROD party in the stairwell,” she said with a small smile on her face.

That small smile turned into a huge grin as the two girls stood up and jumped up and down while squealing and holding each others’ hands. There were so many thoughts running through her head. She was so happy for Iseul that this was finally happening, and she was proud of San for being able to do the thing that she couldn’t and can’t do. Gyuri knew that Iseul did not know why she was so excited, but that didn’t matter because they were celebrating this new relationship that finally got the chance to form.

“Tell me everything!” Gyuri sat back down and closed her laptop, her attention fully on Iseul.

“Okay, so after I won, I saw San in the corner of my eye just, like, not having a good time. I saw him leave, so I went after him.”

It took everything in Gyuri to keep from screaming out loud, so she ended up letting out dolphin or dying whale noises.

“He was sitting on the stairs and he looked so serious, like he was deep in his thoughts or something. I tried to ask him what was wrong, but he was being super wishy washy with me, so I kind of gave up and was about to leave…”

“Uh huh!”

“But then he grabbed my hand…”

“He grabbed your hand?!” Gyuri felt like she were watching a drama, only she didn’t see this. She kind of wished she did, though.

“He gazed into my eyes with the most intense look I’ve ever seen him have…”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Gyuri knew that look. He’d given her that look in the past, and yes, it makes the heart yearn for more. She could feel her heart beat a little faster just imagining him looking at her friend like that, like she were watching her favorite actor serenade the female lead.

“And then…” Iseul continued.

“And then?!”

“He got all serious and shit and said, “I like you,” in this deep-ass voice!”

Gyuri squealed, more like screamed, at the top of her lungs, and the dog next door started howling. She had to reign it in a little, but she was just getting so excited for her friend she couldn’t keep it in anymore.

“My heart was beating so fucking fast you have no idea!”

“I can only imagine!”

“And my awkward dumbass fucking hugged him and I thanked him? I thanked him for telling me that he liked me? God, I felt so stupid!”

“You hugged him! And then?”

“I leaned in and kissed him.”

“Oh! My! Fucking! God! Iseul! This is fucking amazing! I am really living for this!”

“Bro, but like, let me know why he’s such an amazing kisser! What the fuck?!” Iseul’s face was bright red and her face went right into her palms.

Gyuri had to hold her tongue. She couldn’t possibly tell Iseul that she knows how his kisses and soft his lips felt. She felt her chest tighten up a little bit, but she brushed it off as excitement for this new development. “I’m so excited for you!”

“Oh! Then he said, “Let’s go on a date.” Bitch, I was trembling!”

The word date made her chest tighten even more. “Oh my God, this is so exciting! When is the date?”

“Tonight!”

Gyuri’s heart felt like it were aching— was she jealous that San finally gets to be with the person he wants to be with and that she can’t because the guy she likes is dating a bitch? She distracted herself by focusing on helping Iseul. “Let’s find you an outfit and prepare you for this date!”

While Iseul picked out an outfit, Gyuri got her hair styling tools and make up out. She did Iseul’s make up for her before she changed into her clothes, and God, her friend looked so stunning. She had the cutest pink top with matching grey pants and white shoes. Not to be full of herself, but Gyuri thought she did an amazing job with her makeup— it was subtle but cute, especially with the highlight on her nose and chin, and her hair was flawless. Not a single strand was out of place, and her face-framing bangs were curled so perfectly. Gyuri couldn’t help but take five million pictures of Iseul, not letting the girl finish getting ready. Only when the doorbell rang did Gyuri allow Iseul to grab her purse and get her shit together.

Gyuri answered the door to see San wearing a black striped button up and black slacks. His hair was somewhat styled compared to his usual look— did he use gel?— and if he had glasses on, then he would definitely look like Clark Kent. All in all, he looked amazing. Gyuri’s heart starting beating faster, which made no sense to her because he’s not there for her, so why was she swooning?

“Iseul’s almost done getting ready,” Gyuri didn’t even greet the boy— she went straight to it.

“You know?” San looked surprised.

“Of course I know. She’s my roommate and one of my best friends,” Gyuri couldn’t help but furrow her eyebrows. “Also, why’d you use the doorbell?”

“I felt weird just barging in when I’m here to…”

“Yeah?” Gyuri wanted him to say it out loud.

“Take Iseul on our date. You couldn’t have finished the sentence for me?” San’s ears started turning pink.

“Nah. I wanted to see you sweat,” Gyuri laughed.

“Do I look like I’m sweating?”

“No, I mean that you’re hilarious when you’re shy, and I wanted you to get shy.”

San smiled at that her, but it was different from his usual cheeky smiles when they joked around with each other. Gyuri’s heart started beating a little faster, and she started questioning her health and sanity. Was she dying?

Iseul emerged from her room ready for the date, and San’s smile changed. He was smiling, but he didn’t really look happy. Maybe he was nervous— how could anyone be expected to act normal when they get to go on a date with the person they’d been pursing for ages? She was just overthinking the entire thing as per usual.

The two left for their date, and the second the door closed, Gyuri fell into the chair she was working in. Her chest was so tight, and it was in that moment she realized that she was definitely upset. Was she upset because she was jealous that her friends got to have the chance to date? Because she wouldn’t have her fuck buddy anymore? Did she have to find a new friend to have benefits with? She didn’t know what the fuck to do in that situation, so she opened her phone and dialed Jongho’s number. He picked up after two rings.

“Hey, can we meet?” she asked him

“Okay, I lost count of how many reps you did because you’re going way too fast. If you want to do this right, you have to go slower,” he told her.

“Sorry, Jongho, I’m just…” Gyuri lacked the words to describe how she was feeling in that moment. Angry? Annoyed? Frustrated? Confused? Lonely? Whatever emotion was taking the wheel in her head right now was driving her up the wall.

“If you want me to spot you, then you’re going to have to go slower, otherwise there is no way I’ll be able to rescue you if you just drop the bar on you, which is definitely going to hurt considering that you’re benching almost sixty kilograms,” Jongho sounded worried for her.

She slowed down her reps and let Jongho guide her workout. Hopefully this would help her for the time being.

At some point, Jongho had to force Gyuri to stop working out for the day. He dragged her out of the gym and to her apartment. Gyuri really didn’t want to be in the apartment for the rest of the day, nor did she really want to be there at night in fear that her roommate and San would get frisky. She quickly showered and grabbed a couple bottles of soju before heading up to the roof. She sat on one of the sofas closer to the end of the building to get a better view of the city. The lights around her twinkled as she sat alone and drank her soju by herself.

“What are you doing up here alone?”

Gyuri looked up to see Seonghwa looking down at her with a smile on his face. She held up one of the empty soju bottles and responded, “Drinking.”

“Why are you drinking alone? Seonghwa asked as he took a seat next to Gyuri.

She couldn’t help but scoot the tiniest bit away from him, which he noticed almost immediately. He put his arm over her shoulder and brought her closer to him, Gyuri nearly falling into his chest. Her heart started beating the tiniest bit faster when he gave her arm a little squeeze as he hugged her slightly.

“What’s wrong, Gyu? Why are you drinking alone?” He brought his voice down to a whisper that almost made Gyuri cry.

The problem was that Gyuri couldn’t say a damn thing. She couldn’t tell him what got her so down to the point where she wanted to drink alone because that meant telling him everything about her and San and their crushes.

“I’m not really having a good day,” she lied.

“You should’ve asked one of us to join you…”

“Well, you’re here now, right?”

“That’s true, but if I wasn’t up here in the first place, then you would have been drinking alone.”

“Why are you up here, Hwa?” Gyuri asked.

“I’m meeting Bora up here. She told me she wanted to do a little star-gazing with me tonight.”

Gyuri’s heart fell. She slightly pushed Seonghwa away from her and took another huge swig of her soju in hopes that the alcohol would make her heart hurt a lot less, but it didn’t. Gyuri stood up and said, “Enjoy your night—”

“Come back here,” Seonghwa pulled her hand and made her sit again. He fully faced her as he continued, “Why aren’t you having a good day? Lay it on me.”

With a deep sigh, Gyuri said, “I’ve just been feeling kind of lonely lately. Iseul is never home, you’ve been spending time with your girlfriend, as you should be, and even San has his own stuff going for him now.”

“But all the other guys in the group—”

“They’re just as busy! Jongho with his sport, Mingi and Hongjoong with their music, Yeosang is always living on the computer, Wooyoung is always blowing stuff up and having to redo assignments, and Yunho also lives in the lab with Iseul. I don’t want to bother anyone.”

“Well, you can always bother me. You’re my best friend, Gyu. I’m always here for you.”

The only thing she could do was nod. Seonghwa pulled Gyuri into a hug and held her tightly. Gyuri felt her eyes water up. She closed her eyes to keep her tears in, but one managed to slip out. Seonghwa must’ve felt the tear fall because he pulled away and held her face. He wiped another tear that fell down her cheek off and began to pet her hair.

“You know I love you, right?” Seonghwa whispered.

Gyuri’s heart raced when he said that. Her eyes widened and she couldn’t help but look into his eyes. Just as Seonghwa was about to lean in, they both heard the door to the roof slam open. They looked over to see Bora walking over to the two on the couch.

“Babe!” Seonghwa let go of Gyuri and greeted his girlfriend with a kiss.

After drying her tears quickly, Gyuri stood up and saw Bora glaring at her angrily as she and Seonghwa hugged. To avoid any sort of conflict, Gyuri picked up all of her alcohol bottles, kept her head down, and left the roof.

Gyuri was upset. She didn’t have a place she could go to at this point. She didn’t want to go to her apartment, and the roof was occupied by Seonghwa and his bitch of a girlfriend. Ultimately, she decided to go to the last person who could help her. She entered his apartment to see him sitting on the couch watching a movie.

“Gyu?” He asked as he paused the movie.

“Joong…”

She immediately started crying. Hongjoong jumped up from the couch and ran to her. He took the bottles of alcohol out of her hands and hugged her. She hugged him back. After standing and crying for a solid minute, Hongjoong led her to the couch and sat her down. He brought her some water, which she immediately downed. He hugged her again, Gyuri clinging to his arm.

“What happened?”

“I miss him, Joong. I miss Hwa.”

“I know you do. I’m sorry, Gyu.”

After crying for what felt like hours, Gyuri ended up falling asleep in Hongjoong’s arms. He laid her down gently on the couch and covered her with a blanket before turning off the light to let her sleep peacefully. Gyuri stirred again when Seonghwa returned to his apartment, but she promptly fell back asleep. Well, she fell asleep after feeling something soft on her forehead.

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you mentioned you've been reading ateez fics lately. i just got into that group and would love some atz fic recommendations if you have any you'd be willing to share!!

welcome to ateez! they're such a gift to me as one of the first 4th gen fandoms i dipped my toes in along with skz. their lore may seem complex but it's actually easier to absorb than most with the way they've kept a clear through line of anarchy and anti-establishment deconstruction of "traditional" values (the real was my first comeback lol).

i haven't been able to deep dive in a while due to life/writing but you're gonna have a great time, i cannot wait to hear who you bias they're all very special to me.

with ateez i attune to writers who give me specifically intriguing characterization (yunho ult, seonghwa, hongjoong, and wooyoung is my wrecker) and obviously i'm a fan of polyamory so these recs will be coded to that but know there's a wealth of good fic out there for everyone. if you find recs send them my way i will absolutely read and rec as i have very few people in my life to exchange with but my asks and dms are open

in no particular order but with obvious bias:

@honeyhotteoks - this night together (a/b/o) is a masterclass entry in kpop omegaverse poly and while it's ongoing i'd wait until judgment day patiently for an update. they weave in situational heat help with so many emotions and a natural response to turn to other members for a "safer" less personal experience while unpacking the difficulty of dynamics across multiple lines it's immersive and real and so, so, so good. they have an incredible oeuvre but they specifically write yunho so beautifully it's a gift i could never stop being thankful for. room for three (seonghwa/yunho established relationship with unicorn reader) is an all time fave but know summer series and the rest of their yunho ml is my bible as a fellow hotteok

@tenelkadjowrites - not just my favorite seonghwa writer but one of my favorite writers of all time, said after decades of fic reading/writing, many of them in the star wars universe (yes we're including my formative years here but i'm a they/them hag). a once in a lifetime kismet of finding someone who can create perfect little aus that absorb you and all feel distinctly different. could i pick a favorite of their work? never. but video girl (90s au with a perfect actual real to my own experience soundtrack) and especially attention (camboy seonghwa with inexperienced reader and a beautiful twist of self-discovery) rocked my world, along with wallflower (true to canon star wars nerd seonghwa office au) are their most recent but just sit back and enjoy their entire catalogue. it's like discovering an artist who you'll follow for their rest of your life (and that's true for everyone i'm reccing tonight)

@setsugekka - art hoe kim hongjoong lives and breathes so fully realized in their writing that i feel like an idiot trying to convey what it has done for my own. i have both paradise lost and atarashi sitting in drafts for long form reviews because of how deserved they are for full reads/reactions but i'll be clear i found their ateez and skz work (and as a minho bias i'll be going there as well) through the mona lisa that is déjà rêvé and déjà vu aka the quintessential dom!doyoung text that has informed my own writing. i really can't add more to that statement beyond them being an impetus for me writing rpf over the last 2 years including longform

@ncteez - philomene [hongjoong/reader - stoned inexperienced perfect perfect fic] - i absolutely love the dreaminess of this fic and it's comforting as someone who loves stoned sex irl and in writing, perfectly articulated and wrought. no more words this song played on repeat while reading i wish i could offer a playlist for how perfect this was but also i could not hold a candle to the entirety of how many of their nct fics have carried me through the last few years. color evasion (dom!johnny/inexperienced reader) lives with me daily but everything they write will be a must read for me, thank you for these gifts

@shadowynn - in love and lore is one of the reasons i started writing longform fic. it's a fantasy demon!ateez au with such an incredibly well-written backstory that even if it isn't finished there's so much there to enjoy and go back to. it's like a first novel and whatever i receive will be good but god, hongjoong and seonghwa with healer/half-demon reader . . . inspiration isn't even the word i could use to describe how well the set-up and pacing is at this point . . . same with the paradigm complex. winnie writes reverse harem with a clear understanding of how to thread multiple storylines and arcs together and i am continuously in awe by whatever i am given.

this was such a long answer but i am in my feelings and so grateful for the fic writers that have given me the courage to post. apologies for not being able to make this shorter and to anyone i tagged forced to read my ramblings i am legit so grateful for your contributions

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ateez as kinks (m)

ღ seonghwa (it feels as if I just had a dream in a dream)

the stars have not yet connected here.

ღ hongjoong (it's an instinct for my heart to want you)

the stars have not yet connected here.

ღ yunho (oh, it's like the shivers of my body remember you)

the stars have not yet connected here.

ღ yeosang (are you - a dream, reality, or an illusion?)

the stars have not yet connected here.

ღ san (i'm drowning to fall, save me, please don't leave me)

instructions unclear: (1) (2) (3) (INTERLUDE) (4)

more than friends. (m)

ღ mingi (a decalcomanie on a white sheet)

the stars have not yet connected here.

ღ wooyoung (i go insane, i want you so bad, oh)

the stars have not yet connected here.

ღ jongho (i feel an endless thirst)

the stars have not yet connected here.

#ateez #ateez masterlist #wooyoung #san #choi san #seonghwa #hongjoong #yeosang #mingi #jongho #yunho #seonghwa masterlist #san masterlist #hongjoong masterlist #jongho masterlist #yunho masterlist #yeosang masterlist #mingi masterlist #wooyoung masterlist

[kpoplilpotato]

Lost Soul (xlviii) ☯︎︎ (ATEEZ)

Lost Soul (xlviii) ☯︎︎ (ATEEZ)

PAIRING: Yunho x Ji Ah

WORD COUNT: 1.8k

GENRE: fantasy+pirate au; romance; mystery; adventure; action; angst; gore; mythology

<- 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 // 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 \\ 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 ->

Water was flooding into you as you tried desperately to swim back up, getting hard for you to not breathe. The burning sensation caused you to suffocate under the water, kicking and wailing your body around, desperate to breathe air.

“Tsunami!”

You heard the word as you can’t distinguish the tears coming from your eyes, blending with the sea. Your screams muffled under the water. You could see debris and the rest of your crew mates around you.

It feels like déjà vu….

You can’t die…

You heard a voice say to you. You could only cry more, as you began to drown more and more. You felt yourself become weaker and weaker as your body began to numb.

You can’t die…

It said again. Your vision began to blur as it got harder for you to keep your eyes open. You’re slowly losing consciousness...you’re slowly dying. Your eyes began to close as your heart slowed before you saw a pair of white glowing eyes appear in front of you. You gasped as your eyes shot open. 

You quickly rose from the sea to the air above as you gasped and coughed out water. You looked around as you could see most of your crewmates around. You swam to each of them with extramundane haste, plying them all on a large wooden debris as you continued to get more.

Though not all, you managed to save the majority of them, losing at least 20 men but in total from the battle, 97. You took note of them still breathing, meaning they're still alive. You laid down against the wooden piece, still trying to get your breath. What the hell was that? You thought as you lifted your hands up, wondering where that sudden burst of power came from.

You set your hands back down to your side as you closed your eyes. What am I really? You questioned as you began to doubt your identity. You slowly opened your eyes again as you looked overhead.

You looked at the men, then looked at Hongjoong. You knitted your brows together before looking back up to the now night sky. You heard something in the distance. You paid no mind to it, maybe another voice hallucination. 

But you couldn’t ignore it anymore as it grew closer and louder. You turned around immediately and saw the others rowing towards you. “Ji Ah!!?” San yelled out as he stood on his feet as you grew vivid in his view.

“San oppa?” You said back as you slowly stood up on the debris. “Thank the Gods you're alive,” He said as he quickly got off the boat and onto the debris as he brought you into a tight hug, not caring how soaked you are. 

“Where’s Captain?” You heard Seonghwa ask as he walked onto the wooden material underneath. You broke away from San as you pointed at the unconscious male laying on his side. “You managed to save most of them?” He asked you. 

You shrugged your shoulders as you sat back down. “I just had a sudden burst of energy, I managed to save those I could see and grasp,” You told him as you placed your chin onto your knees as you wrapped your arms around your legs as you hugged yourself tightly. 

“Let’s sail to the island, we managed to set up a camp a little while ago, we can get them warmed up,” San said as he grabbed a pair of paddles from the long boat. He handed one to Seonghwa as they sat on the sides of the debris and began to row to Hydrthis as the other men in the long boat help tow you all back as well.

It’s been several minutes since you reached the banks of Hydrthis. The other crew mates managed to light multiple fires to warm up the nearly drowned mates.

San and Seonghwa worked on making medicine for the men so they wouldn’t get sick or worse as Yeosang was trying to come up with a plan to get off of the island after finding what you’re looking for.

You just sat on the shore as you looked at the moon shining down onto the water between the rocks. You couldn’t grasp onto the situation at hand. It was all so...sudden. You wanted to scream, you wanted to cry out to your heart's content...but you couldn’t. You wouldn’t.

You looked over your shoulder at the campsite behind you. How some of the members slept and others continually aided the weak. You then saw something into the side of you coming closer to you.

Looked and saw Yeosang walking to you before sitting down. He didn’t speak as he looked ahead, as you did the same. You didn’t have anything to tell him, at least you don’t believe you do.

“Why did you stay?” He abruptly asked you. You weren’t surprised when he asked you, you were expecting at least one of them to ask you that. “I’m not sure...something inside of me told me to stay…” You told him, looking at the glistening moon. 

He nodded his head as he turned his body to completely face you. “Do you know exactly where to go?” He asked you, raising a brow as he waited for a response. You turned to face him with a puzzled look. “Do I know where to go...where?” You asked the older male. He smiled as he sat straight up with his hands in his lap. 

“To find the answers you’ve been looking for these past years...your childhood.” He said, making your eyes widened as you nearly lunged at him in pure excitement. “Do you know?!” You asked him, a smile helplessly forming on your face. “Well, I do, but we need to go together,” He began. 

You raised a brow and leaned away from him a bit, raising a brow and eyeing him up and down with suspicion. “Whaddya mean…?” You said as you crossed your arms, waiting for the male to press forth with his words. “Well...I know where to go, but we need the blood of a pure navigator and the note for an invitation to go,” He said. 

“So that’s where you play in, huh?” You asked him, which he simply nodded. “I know it can be dangerous, but I’m willing to risk everything just for you,” He said as he nudged your shoulder. You scoffed as you shoved him back, nearly knocking him into the sand fully. 

He let out a soft chuckle which you kindly joined, the first time in a while you laughed honestly. “Say, when do you think we can go?” You asked him. He didn’t respond as his expression quickly stoned, you watched as he stayed still like a statue.

“We’ll leave tonight once everyone else is asleep,” Your eyes widened at his choice for a response. “Wh-What!?” You exclaimed. “You want us to sneak off!? Something could happen if we do!” You told him, especially after the last time you pulled that type of stunt.

“I know, and I completely understand why you might feel that way, but it would be better if we do this now instead of waiting for the others, don’t you trust me?” He asked as he frowned, you watched his eyes shimmer under the moonlight. 

You sighed in frustration as you looked away. “Fine! But you’re taking the blame for anything that happens IF we make it back alive,” You said towards him, crossing your arms together. He smiled as he brought you into a hug. “I promise!”

Hours have gone by, just enough time for everyone else to fall asleep. You on the other hand were still up. You sat up from where you were laying and looked around, making sure the coast was clearer and your tent mates were asleep.

You quietly stood up as you grabbed your sword that you managed to salvage and walked over to Yeosang’s tent. You peeked inside as you saw him packing some things in his satchel.

“You ready, oppa?” You whispered. He looked over his shoulder at you and nodded his head as he stood up. He walked out of his tent as he stood next to you. You began to walk away from the campus to start your long journey through the island before you felt someone grab your shoulder. You gasped as you turned around and looked at who it was. 

“Yunho oppa?!” You said as your eyes widened. You looked at Yeosang as he had the same expression, surprised that he woke up. You thought he would have been out longer because of the impact...or maybe even worse.

“Where are you both going?” He asked as his face looked as if he just woke up. His eyes were glossy from the moonlight shimmering on him and his nose and ears were a reddish hue. 

You looked over at Yeosang who was looking at you as he shrugged and gestured for you to tell him. You sighed as you placed your hands in your pockets. “Guess there’s no use of lying, eh?” You asked as you let out a soft chuckle.

Yunho continued to stare at you as he waited for you to tell him where you both were heading. “We’re planning on seeing Hydra to get my memories back while everyone else is asleep so it’ll be an easier trip, the less the more efficient it’ll be to get there,” You told him.

His expression softened as he straightened his back and his lips formed a small smile. “I can understand that, but don’t you think someone strong should go with you both to protect?” He asked as he crossed his arms. “Come on, I’m strong enough to protect us both. You and Jongho taught me, so I think I got this under control,” You smiled.

Yunho laughed at you as he flicked your forehead, making you yelp as you rubbed your forehead in the spot he hit you at. “Yah! What the hell!?” You yelled. He laughed before he covered your mouth with a finger. “You don’t know all the ropes yet, Ji Ah. I’ll come with you to make sure nothing comes and attack you both,” He said as he walked up to Yeosang and threw his arm around the male. 

You looked over at him then at Yeosang who nodded his head. You sighed. “Sure. I guess, three of us shouldn’t be too much...I hope,” You mumbled the last bit before you walked over to them. “Are you ready? You’re about to finally find out who you are,” Yeosang said. He watched you intently before seeing a smile form on your face as you nodded. “Ready than I ever was…” You said with a glint shooting through your eyes.

<- 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 // 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 \\ 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 ->

#kpop #ateez #ateez au #pirate au #ateez angst #ateez fluff #ateez mythology #ateez hongjoong #kim hongjoong #ateez yunho #jeong yunho #ateez seonghwa #park seonghwa #ateez mingi #song mingi #ateez wooyoung #jung wooyoung #ateez yeosang #kang yeosang #ateez san #choi san #ateez jongho #choi jongho #stray kids

[merinaart]

🔮It feels as if I just had a dream in a dream

Oh, it's like the shivers of my body

Remembers you

I know you get déjà vu🔮

S E O N G H W A

A commission done for my dear Sophie 💖

Total drawing time is 8h and 40 mins.

Let me know if you wanna see time lapse in the comments 🌝

#park seonghwa #ateez seonghwa #ateez fanart #ateez #ateez deja vu #seonghwa déjà vu #digital commisions #kpop fanart #kpop #digital art #kpopidol #digital drawing #art #ateez atiny #atiny forever

[nanakpoparchive]

[📷] ATEEZ ZERO : FEVER Part.3

‘Deja Vu’ Concept Photo 2 ‘성화(SEONGHWA)'

ALBUM RELEASE 2021. 9. 13 6PM

#ATEEZ #Seonghwa #성화 #ATEEZ Seonghwa #Park Seonghwa #ATEEZ ZERO: FEVER Part 3 #ATEEZ FEVER Part 3 #Déjà Vu #ATEEZ Déjà Vu #에이티즈 #에이티즈 성화 #Déjà Vu Seonghwa

[canyouhearthevoices]

Happy Halloween, ATINY!!!

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4IfwqfPqcyU

I follow many groups, and they are all great at spooky/scary concepts, but ATEEZ really take #1 for Halloween performances! They didn’t disappoint this year either!

My hometown is pathetic at Halloween, so I always love seeing everything online!

Highlights from the video;

Great lighting and cinematography as always

Seonghwa’s corset (wish I could rock a corset like him)

Yunho’s singular glove (great look, on theme) and expressive dance

Hongjoong king of Halloween

Vampire King Mingi returns!!

Yeosang’s cloak

San looking wonderfully dead and creepy. The blue hair really helped

Wooyoung’s belt and evil look

Jongho’s classic look and collar

I hope you all enjoyed Halloween! I look forward to next year!

🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

#ateez #atiny #Halloween #Hongjoong #Seonghwa #yunho #Yeosang #San #Mingi #Wooyoung #Jongho #déjà vu #Youtube

[planetdream]

— eve and dream's multifandom writing collab <3

hello besties <3 eve (@hwaflms) and i have decided to host a multi-fandom writing collab! for this collab we want anyone who’s willing to join, to join! so if you’d like to share your work and write something new and fun—don’t hesitate to join the challenge <3

theme ! the theme is music videos. each participant selects a member and music video from the group* of their choice and writes a fic according to/inspired by the storyline of the video.

*groups: skz, txt, tbz, atz, and nct (ot22)

how to join !

— this collab is on a first-come, first-served basis with one slot per member (two for txt) and one slot per music video. this means, if someone picks the member and/or mv you want, you'll have to choose again—so it's good to have a backup. dm either me or @/hwaflms with the member and music video of your choosing!

— must reblog this post (and hey, if you wanna follow me or @/hwaflms go ahead <3)

entry deadline: none, open | fic deadline: OCT 1ST 2022

rules !

— plagiarism is gross, don't do it.

— smut is okay as long as you are of legal age (18+). however, we ask that fics contain zero sexually explicit content involving minors, no self-harm and that anything potentially triggering or explicit be mentioned in the beginning.

— the fics should also be reader inserts and as gender-neutral as possible.

— 1000 word minimum with no maximum word count — go crazy, but please use the 'read more' function <3

— don't forget to tag both @/hwaflms and i in your finished work <3

slots !

tomorrow by together — yeonjun (@/sunzwoo // 'cant you see me?' & @/planetdream // 'frost') soobin (@/seo-thicc-bin // ‘eternally’) beomgyu (@/slutbinnie // ‘loser=lover’) taehyun (@/sweetrainwrites // ‘nap of a star’) hueningkai (@/fairybinie // ‘run away’)

stray kids — bang chan (@/skzkkun // 'all in') lee know (@/hyuneater // ‘venom’) changbin (?) hyunjin (@/hynjnhwng // ‘call’) han (?) felix (@/decembermoonskz // ‘scars’) seungmin (–SAVED–) i.n (@/gyuphorias // 'on track')

the boyz — sangyeon (?) jacob (?) younghoon (?) hyunjae (?) juyeon (@/luvrbin // ‘christmassy’) kevin (?) new (?) q (@/heojangmi // ‘keeper’) juhaknyeon (?) sunwoo (@/cloudkyu // ‘thrill ride’) eric (?)

ateez — seonghwa (@/blossom-hwa // ‘déjà vu perf. ver.’) hongjoong (?) yunho (@/sanphoria // ‘inception’) yeosang (?) san (@/moommark98 // ‘illusion’) mingi (?) wooyoung (?) jongho (?)

nct — taeil (?) johnny (?) taeyong (?) yuta (@/yutahoes // ‘favorite’) kun (@/penny-quinn // ‘love talk’) doyoung (?) ten (?) jaehyun (@/kurosism // ‘try again’) winwin (?) jungwoo (@/hyunkins // ‘daydream’) mark (?) xiaojun (?) hendery (?) renjun (?) jeno (?) haechan (@/hwafilms // 'go') jaemin (?) yangyang (?) shotaro (?) sungchan (?) chenle (?) jisung (?)

#kpop writing collab #txt #the boyz #stray kids #nct #ateez #the boyz collab #stray kids collab #nct collab #ateez collab #txt collab #kpop collab call

[baekhvuns]

Hey if you're taking requests, could you do a reaction when ateez are feeling yknow 👀👀 but then you leave them hanging 👉🏻👈🏻

ateez reaction ; requested (s)

。。。ateez feeling horny but you leave them hanging ( okay but idk if i did this right i think it somehow turned into you teasing them . . )

── kim hongjoong

your husband hongjoong was very touchy this entire week, at first you ignored it as if it was a plague but when he kept continuing the subtle touches, you couldn’t help but give in.

but of course, not with a little bit of a twist. knowing how just a few weeks prior, you were doing the same to hongjoong but he left you hanging, frustrated sexually and physically.

“aww, our little hongjoong’s needy?” you asked, tilting your head coyly while trailing a finger down his chest and stealing it on his hard on.

“(y/n), stop doing this and get to work already.” you bit your lip, trying to hide the laugh that was threatening to break out.

licking your lips playfully you eyed him with a raised eyebrow, scanning his face and hearing his raggedy breathing. this was your time to get revenge, and you’re sure this will leave him in danger zone.

you shifted your position on his thick thighs, breathing heavier to accentuate the feeling. you leaned into place a kiss on his lips, and he automatically puckered his lips and shut his eyes.

you bit your lips, feeling slightly bad but knowing he’ll deserve it for what he left you with. so you leaned in closer, making sure to give him all the experience you usually do when you’re about to kiss him.

just as you were about to place your lips on his, you shifted your your face to place a peck on his cheek. pulling back you hurriedly got up from his hold, folding your hands behind you as you leaned forward teasingly.

“i hope you remember what you did to me last month, joong.” you smiled innocently, glancing at his very frustrated expression, and turning away from him, leaving his mouth hung agape.

── park seonghwa ;

seonghwa and you had sex almost everywhere, he just couldn’t keep his hands off of you. no matter how many times you told him that it was very inappropriately him to finger you while you and him were at a dinner with his family. the man just wouldn’t stop.

you were so, so close to release the heat in you that he pulled his slim fingers out, you looked at him through your hazy but wide eyes. cursing him under your breath and you sat there, stiff but so needy for him to do something but he did nothing.

so now it almost seemed like déjà vu, a dinner with your family members while seonghwa sat next and you palmed his clothed hard member underneath the table, a smirk on your face as you zipped down his zipper, rubbing the skin under his naval, right above the band of his briefs, and hearing him suck a sharp breath in.

“oh, hwa you okay?” you asked, your voice dropping with mockery. knowing all too well that seonghwa was drastically turned on and hard, you knew his dominant side would chime in whenever he was in such a position.

and you took every advantage of this, for once you got under park seonghwa’s skin. caressing his dick painfully slow, and feeling him arch his back up.

“k-keep on going,” his ragged breathing made your smirk, tilting your head to look at him a pout.

“don’t look at me like that.” he gritted out his mouth and you only pouted further, his eyes landing on your lips and he has to restrain himself back at your teasing.

but when you take your hand away from his hard on, he looks at you like you’re crazy. you only eye him with an innocent doe look, inside screaming because your boyfriend was not having the attitude you were giving him.

so you leaned up to whisper in his ear, “how’re you holding up baby?” giving him a taste of his own medicine, a sentence he uses while pounding into you.

“just wait till we get home,” he groaned and you smirked.

“but seonghwa, baby, you remember i’m staying at my parents tonight right?” his head snapped to look at you and you shrugged your shoulders, picking up the drink from your table and deliberately toying your tongue around the straw while giving him the entire scene.

── jeong yunho ;

yunho loved it when you sat on his lap, it made him feel even bigger than he already was. your small body in between his bigger one, your back against his hard chest.

but this time the scenario was a little different, you were sitting on his lap, but in a car with the rest of his friends. as everyone was going on a trip in a small suv, you opted to sit on yunho’s lap to save space for the luggage’s.

and when the road went on a particularly stoney path, you were shifting on his lap quite a lot. at first you didn’t pay attention but when yunho’s hands gripped onto your waist, you smirked.

slowly starting to grind on his member, the skirt you were wearing ridding up and definitely not helping yunho’s imagination as you kept moving back and forth on his lap, his back arched up against your ass.

“yunho-yah, you okay there?” you asked, looking to the side and seeing his eyes shut while biting on his lower lip.

“hm-yeah, i-i’m doing great.” he let out a shaky breathe, his hands on your waist tightened, motioning you to keep on going as he forcefully grinded your hips onto his hard on.

and then suddenly you stopped when you felt his member poke your butt, a coy smile adorning your face as you leaned forward towards the driving seat. “hey wooyoung, are we there yet?”

“uh, not yet, there’s still two hours left.” you clicked your tongue and leaned back, putting the same amount of pressure as you did before on him.

you looked back and cupped his face with one of your hands, pouting. “yunho, you sure you okay?”

“i hate you so much,” you grinned, tapping his cheek mockingly and turning your body to face in front. still feeling his member poke into you but you knew he couldn’t do anything about it as long as the car hasn’t reached it’s destination.

── kang yeosang :

you were sitting across the room from your boyfriend, the two of you were attending the baby shower of his older sister. the room was divided, the boys on one side the girls on the other.

prior to coming here, when you were getting ready in the bathroom. yeosang was feeling out of the blue, his hands wrapped around your waist as you applied the mascara while bending over the counter, making your rub against him.

you chuckled when he groaned in pleasure, tightening the grip on your waist and pulling you back with a jerk. one action got to another and the two of you were pressed against each other on a wall while having a hot make out session.

the dress strap dangling down your shoulder as he held your waist firmly, your legs around wrapped around his waist as he placed you on the counter. unbuckling his pants and proceeding to push himself into you, but before he could to that, your phone rang from beside you.

“it’s okay, it’ll be quick.” making him groan and you smiled and reached out to grasp the phone and bringing it next to your ear as yeosang waited patiently.

“oh, okay, we’ll be there.” you giggled, hanging up and placing your arms over his shoulders.

“your sister needs help, and she wants us there right now.” you said, lifting your dress strap up.

“she can wait, but i cannot.” you chuckled, pushing him back, “you know she’ll get mad at you.”

and now sitting on the sofa while yeosang eyes you through his hooded eyes, your long legs on a show making him swallow heavily. you knew he was needy, from the constant lip bites and ruffling his hair in frustration when you kept moving, and shifting your legs in a different position just to irk him.

── choi san ;

you wrapped your arms around san’s neck, pressing closer to his body. his hands rested on the curve of your ass, pushing you into him.

you had succeeded into making san shift his focus from his gaming to you, but you of course wanted to play with him, not in the way he was picturing it.

you brought your lips over to ghost over his neck, licking your lower lip to press a kiss over his neck freckles. san let out a hiss as you slowly peppered his neck with your wet lips and the hot traces of your breath.

“my baby’s been a good girl, hmm?” he asked, breathing unevenly and you smirked before nodding, placing your knee in between his legs, pressed up his member and he let out a mewl.

“I’ve always been one san, but you just never noticed.” you teased, and his eyes shut at the feeling of your lips over his.

“but,” you brought your fingers up to trace his soft lips, bringing your lips close to his only leaving a a very small space between yours and his.

“you’ve been a very bad boy, and i think it’s your time to receive a punishment.” his eyes shot open and you smirked at his confusion, you slowly lifted your body up away from his.

“what’re you doing, (y/n).” his eyes darkened and his tone turned lower.

you raked a hand through his hair lovingly before properly standing up straight, crossing your arms over your chest. “i’ll see you tonight?” you said and turned on your heels but san was faster and got a hold on your wrist, pulling you into his chest.

“so you’re just going to leave me here, like this?” you smiled, tapping his chest lightly.

“of course.”

── song mingi ;

hi what is he so hot for 

you were a very brave person to do this, a daredevil in your own dictionary.

mingi was a very intimate person, but he was also very horny. whether you dress up in a stunning body-con or just when you’re wearing one of his shirts, the man was always in need of you.

you could say you had him wrapped around your finger, and you did take advantage of that form time to time.

and today, was that day, and it just had to be the day of his nephew’s birthday party. he was eyeing you from across the room, eyeing your every move as you shifted through the crowd.

once you knew his eyes were set on you, you took the plan in your action. taking your phone in your hands and typing out a very interesting message, it was something you saw from from tiktok that was turned into a challenge, and you wanted to his reaction to it very badly.

the minute you hit send, you looked at him, motioning him to look at his phone with your eyes. you waited for him to pick his phone up, and when he did, his fingers scrolled down the screen to see your message.

the minute he finished reading it, his head shot up and his eyes narrowed at you. you patted yourself internally because the look he was giving you wasn’t just any look, the look screamed bedroom eyes and you couldn’t help but chuckle only making him raise his eyebrows at you in amusement.

in a blink of an eye, mingi was no longer on the couch but instead making his way towards you, his jaw clenched and eyes hooded.

you instantly looked around before heading to the kitchen, heart beating because of that risky text that you sent definitely had him feel some type of way, so you were kind of intimidated by his abruptness.

suddenly feeling as if the plan had crashed down on you, you hurried in the kitchen to busy yourself and thank god his mother was in their fixing the plates, you immediately made your way towards her.

when mingi walked in where you were, he was greeted by the sight of you helping his mother and not helping him keep his junior down. your eyes met his and you bit back a laugh, “hey mingi, do you need anything?” you asked, absolutely oblivious to his problem.

he clenched his jaw at the tone you used on him, knowing that no matter how much he wanted to fuck you, he couldn’t because his mother was in the room, and that would be very traumatizing.

“no, nothing. meet me when you’re done here, okay?” his voice was sweet, but you much better, his words coming out as a statement.

“sure, it’ll be quick.”

jokes on him, you had no plan on leaving his mother’s side the entire night.

── jung wooyoung ;

wooyoung doesn’t take shit from you, every plan you’ve tried to leave him hanging just doesn’t work on him because he finds out, you don’t know if you’re bad at planning stuff or is he just too smart.

so you tried to take the chance and tease him a little, and just when you thought it was working as wooyoung stepped closer to you, making you step back and stop only when the table blocked you from any further.

his body pressed against yours and you sucked in a breath, he leaned his face closer to yours with the iconic cocky smirk of his. “w-what is it?” you asked, stammering as he pressed his hips into you, sending a tightening in your gut instead.

his one arm reached to wrap around your waist while the other reached for something behind you, his face was so close that you knew he would kiss you, so you shut your eyes on instinct.

but when nothing came, you jerk open your eyes in shock. “you thought something was coming your way?” he teased, reaching behind you to grab a glass.

“maybe next time,” he said, pulling back and walking away whistling.

in conclusion, you’re a clown and you got played by him.

── choi jongho ;

sucking a lollipop couldn’t bring harm to anyone right?

you smiled evilly, swaying your tongue in circles around the candy while eyeing your boyfriend jongho who had his eyes set on you the entire time.

you lifted your left eyebrow, questioning jongho when you very well knew what was going on. “is everything alright jongho? you don’t seem well.” you asked, tilting your head while making a pop sound with the lollipop.

he clenched his jaw and shook his head,

looking the other way in an attempt to distract himself, but how could he when he knows your mouth his against that stupid lollipop and the noises you’re making over it, how would the poor man handle himself?

when you’re looking at him while sucking harshly on the candy, made me him want to take you against the table, right away.

but, when you suddenly stood up to receive a call, he couldn’t help but look at you in bewilderment. you were still sucking on the lollipop, just not looking looking towards him.

it’s like you left him hanging from the sweet torture you were giving him, and he’s sure to take the revenge the minute you stepped inside the house.

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[eonghwa]

…okay but maybe if MAYBE I sway toward déjà vu it’ll be him WITHOUT the ponytail

Unpopular opinion, I know, but I just think his dark hair in this era looks better just straight and not like wet/wavy 💆‍♂️

(That’s my personal preference tho pls don’t kick me, I love Seonghwa ALL THE SAME I just tease him endlessly about his middle part/seaweed hair)

this is deja vu main outfit and style:

(and not that unpopular here lol i said this too the other day that i’m obsessed with the straight longer hair he had for some performance/video!!)

but the ponytail is also a regularish thing because it does effect me a lot lol but so is the more straight hair look but for some special occasion cause that’s top tier content! like expect him to do it out of nowhere just for you to go 😳😳😳 - staring at him tongue tied. so these are some other deja’s look:

(also i wanted to add this - this goes for almost every persona in the verse - but not all outfits he had during one specific era fit the characters in a way ?? like i need to get the right vibe from the pic albdjs so for example with deja vu!sh these are the main ones i imagine + maybe 2/3 more — hope this made sense 😭 like with some of the deja vu’s outfits i got a whole new idea for another au akxbwj (one i rlly love lol) it’s really all about the vibe!)

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[sullis]

as a lesbian, seonghwa and yeosang in déjà vu ✨

#THEY

[barnesbabee]

déjà vu pics are GORGEOUS but you gotta give it to yeosang's eternal sunshine pic man he looks so fucking good like have you seEN HIS ARMS

he does look good there but I think everyone in general is looking better in the other ones?? especially seonghwa he is eating everyone up man, should be illegal

idk I just think ateez overall doesn't really match summer comebacks, I like to see them in darker scenarios

I was kinda disappointed with the THANXX MV last comeback because the song went so hard I thought the mv would also have that sort of vibe (and it did, in the very end) but most of it was this school theme thing and meh

[moonchildsaurora]

The Hercules of a Weapons Master/Mechanic

»»—— Crew Member #8 of Space Pirates ATEEZ ——««

all aboard The Perihelion, welcome to the co-pilot’s log system! here you’ll be able to access the crew’s profiles should you wish to read about their journeys: (no nsfw content)

[CAPTAIN] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8]

“so you want me…to break them? As in literally or figuratively?”  

is the baby of the crew but actually the eldest in his own family

epitome of ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’. With a well-grounded and balanced mindset along with a great sense of independence and self-discipline

is a native Draerair born and raised on Corebos, a relatively peaceful planet where several clans co-exist across the different regions specialising in agricultural and metal work

[database file: Draerairs are shape-shifters by ancestral blood, however not every individual are born with the ability to shift into their bestial forms (though they retain some of their inhumane strength and traits). Each clan’s lineage has a specific beast they’re associated with. Individuals with the ability to shift can do so at will, be it partially or fully]

Jongho and his family are descendants of the Silverclaw clan, their associated beast is that of a bear. He’s the only one currently in his family that was born with the shifters ability, his grandmother was the previous individual with the ability

in his human form his hair is dark like the coals in his father’s workshop, honey tanned skin from hours of work under the sun and a gentle shade of hazel for eyes        

when partially shifted he gains a good 2 and half feet in height as bones and muscle mass expands, nails are elongated into claws, canines sharpened and eyes become more of an amber gold colour. Faint markings appear around his eyes as well as down his arms. Fur of black-brown shade emerge the closer he shifts into his beastial form

his strength is renowned throughout his clan, at the tender age of 5 he shocked the souls out of his parents after they found that he’s managed to bend the metal bars of his youngling playpen simply to get out so he could go on a mini adventure to find an afternoon snack

“oh sweet Zeus, we’ve lost the baby!”

they found out very quickly that he particularly liked snacking on fruits especially apples and sometimes would have to hide extras from him, otherwise they’d have none left

Jongho had always looked up to his father and his speciality with weapons forging. During his youngling years he’d be allowed to sit at a safe distance and observe, wide eyes with wonder when he looked at his father welding ambthanite metal together or carving a blade from crystalline emeyl

it was no surprise that Jongho followed in his footsteps and begun his apprenticeship by his 12th summer, his immense strength was a sure advantage when it came to being efficient and how easily some techniques were mastered 

“who needs a machine when you can just bend it with your bare hands?”

his younger siblings adored watching their older brother (it felt like déjà vu) build anything as small as a hunter’s dagger to fixing up parts of visiting ships. It’s also an extra treat for them whenever Jongho would crush fruity snacks single-handedly, because he loves hearing their joyous laughter and applause

The Perihelion had actually made a supply stop within the region that Jongho resided in to trade for food and energy cells. Under the recommendation from some of the market farmers, the crew were led to the Chois’ smithing workshop to fix up minor damages on the ship’s hull and to assess if any defence upgrades were available to be installed on such short notice  

“…I can’t tell if that’s Hercules or a beast hammering away in there”

the expressions on half the crew’s faces were priceless once they met Jongho, right after they saw him heave a 7 tonne slab of frerhil iron [database file: a common metal for heavy duty spears used by barbarians & warmasters] on to the bench without batting an eyelid

“you sure are one strong baby!”

“MINGI SHUT YO-“

“oh don’t worry, I get that. A lot”

and if it wasn’t for the overly toothy smile that Jongho sent their way that made the crew slightly nervous, it would’ve been the way his muscles flexed tauntingly as he gripped Mingi’s hand in a handshake during introductions Seonghwa nearly sweated out his worries just wearily watching that exchange

“I think what our lovely tech engineer meant was that you have a bab-ahh youthful face, yeah, youthful appearance! Not that you’re a baby at age”

“of course, I just passed my 15th summer not too long ago actually. So what can I do for you lot today?”

Hongjoong didn’t even try to hide how impressed he already was, he hadn’t come across too many shifters before and knew very little of their nature and abilities so this was great insight for him. He couldn’t care less with Wooyoung snickering in the background when his chest puffed out proudly after Jongho complimented his ship

Jongho was genuinely amazed that The Perihelion had managed to hold out until now (after hearing brief stories as to how the damages were acquired), without even having a ship’s mechanic for regular maintenance. His awe elevated when Hongjoong told him that he, a self-taught, was the one who worked and spruced the ship up from its near-scrap stage

Jongho’s father made similar comments when he came round to check up on his son and the workshop, even helping a bit with fitting in newer protective panels around the engines and windows. It wasn’t anything fancy, but Jongho did promise should the crew make another stop by in the future he’d have some better upgrades for them

it wouldn’t be till nearly 4 years later where their paths would cross once again in the city of Acreon. Jongho having made the decision to leave his home planet to start living life a little more, though he’d still pick up smithing-mechanic work along the way of his travels. Probably not the most ideal way to reunite with the crew, especially amidst a bar brawl of all things    

having not fought in his entire life (unless you count sand wrestling during his youngling days), Jongho was running entirely on pure adrenaline when he recognised Hongjoong and swiftly grabbed him out of the way – seconds before a stool came smashing down

“what th-OH hey! It’s you!”

the crew witnessed Jongho partially shift that time, almost bowling the entire crowd over with his solid mass to get Wooyoung and San out of the fray. Throwing them over his shoulders and bolting with the rest out the back door of the bar (Wooyoung’s shrieking could be heard down the street)

“thank you for that, really, we owe you one”

“do your evenings out usually end up like this? Never would’ve pinned you lot as the type to throw punches at a bar”

“listen here, that slimy loathsome spawn of a troll deserved it for inappropriate treatment of the dancer”

well at least Jongho couldn’t fault them for having good morals and standing up for it, though he wouldn’t be able to live it down come the following day when news spread throughout the city of ‘a beast from the nether realms’ being involved in the incident at The Illusion he dreaded getting an earful from his parents should his family ever catch wind of the news

Hongjoong invited him to tag along with the crew for the rest of their time in Acreon (highkey hoping this time Jongho would stick around more permanently), which allowed him time to evaluate the state of The Perihelion since it’s been a long while

Jongho officially became a member of the crew after he convinced Hongjoong to head over to Vostrilles, a place he knew had supplies of the latest ship weaponry and mechanical resources, and stuck by long enough to help with the upgrades that the crew pretty much adopted him into their wholesome chaotic family

he grew to thoroughly enjoy their company and now have the luxury of being doted on by his older sibling figures (he’d still deck anyone who dares call him a baby with the exception of mumma Seonghwa)

“watch your language! There are children on board”

the crew realised just how much they needed a proper weapon smith/mechanic on board after a few close-calls with a rival crews – Jongho’s newly installed point-defence canons had given the ship an advantage on its durability and defensive structure that it could withstand enemy attacks enough to make an escape

no one would openly admit that they cannot stay angry at Jongho for longer than 2 minutes, even when he was being in an argumentative mood

not to mention that everyone is extremely protective of their baby bro  

ends up being closest to Mingi, Wooyoung and Yeosang, the latter having a calming presence when he needs some downtime and he appreciates the other chaotic duo when they join in singing random duets with him (a habit he does whenever he’s in his workshop)

recently Jongho found some quality metal paint, he pitched the idea of giving The Perihelion a proper makeover – Hongjoong and others could customise the colour palette they’d like and finally give the ship the glo-up she deserves (no one noticed Yeosang’s little character doodles he so sneakily painted at random spots/corners of the ship hehet)              

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[heoneyology]

Hearts on the Line: Ch.6

A/N: Sorry this took so long ^^; I had a busy end of my work week and my two days off that finally came around weren’t very relaxing. But the plot thickens...

Pairing: Wooyoung x Reader

Genre: action, angst, romance, outlaw!au

Word Count: 3978

Summary: You’ve got a debt to pay, and Wooyoung has an agenda of his own. But for your help with just one last scheme, Wooyoung is willing to allow your debt to drop off—unknown to him, though, you also have your own agenda, and a loyalty to an unspoken Other. With hearts on the line, you each will end up having to make a decision that may risk what you both thought was simply just a game.

Even in the dark of night, with shadows cast along the streets by the tall buildings, and barely enough light filtering through the windows to see just a few steps ahead—you recognize the figures on the wanted signs posted up in front of you.

Curious, you think to yourself, how these appeared just after meeting Monica.

For the amount of time that you’d spent in the town, you don’t remember any of the wanted signs on bulletins around Sundown having ever been updated. It was why you and the guys had been able to move around so freely. The pictures before you blend with the shadows of the night, though it’s easy to recognize them. There were only four posted, which you found slightly strange. Each of them had their own bounty—but only Hongjoong, Mingi, Seonghwa, and Wooyoung’s hung on the bulletin.

Maybe the first three made sense, being the founders of the gang. Wooyoung’s made sense because of your run-in with Monica, if she was looking for something out of Wooyoung like the two of you suspected.

The longer you stared, their names and bounties blended together. Of course, you had it all memorized. You’d been with them long enough to see the posters before, aware of the danger you were in simply by being associated with them.

Kim Hongjoong, leader of the notorious ATEEZ Gang—Wanted Dead or Alive, $800,000 reward. Armed and dangerous. Accused of murder, robbery, theft & fraud, and military desertion.

Song Mingi, of the notorious ATEEZ Gang—Wanted Dead or Alive, $350,000 reward. Armed and dangerous. Accused of murder, robbery, and military desertion.

Park Seonghwa, of the notorious ATEEZ Gang—Wanted Dead or Alive, $200,000 reward. Consider armed and dangerous. Accused of bribery & grifting, manslaughter, theft, and fraud.

Jung Wooyoung, of the notorious ATEEZ Gang—Wanted Dead or Alive, $750,000 reward. Armed and dangerous. Accused of murder, robbery, bribery & grifting, and fraud.

But why were the others’ bounties not posted? You wondered, turning away from the wall. Before crossing over to the saloon, you glanced up and down the street. Things had started to feel a bit off ever since the run in at the hotel, and ever since Wooyoung had pitched this idea of revenge to you, which had put you on high alert. Your mind was so focused on lifting your debt, though, that you didn’t stop to think things through—or even consider why reality was starting to feel a bit off and why you felt the need to take precautions. A part of you felt as though you were constantly walking through a gossamer cloud of déjà vu.

As you passed through the door of the saloon, you wrinkled your nose as the putrid scent of smoke, alcohol, and sweat instantly suffocated your senses. Pushing past the bodies that were packed inside, you made your way over to the bar. It had been three days since the run-in with Monica and Wooyoung’s confession. Since then, you’d been meeting Monica nightly, revealing minor details about your fake relationship with Wooyoung—although it was pretty easy to make it believable considering you knew his personality so well, and you were able to tie in certain traits to forged stories—making it seem as though you were seeking revenge yourself, and that she was just the woman to help.

“Do whatever you can to get information out of her, even if it means you have to betray me briefly.”

Wooyoung’s words from the other night passed through your thoughts briefly. You’d been doing exactly as he asked, and it had been working. Or rather, you’d been limiting it just enough, trying to play off to Monica that you just wanted a simple marriage. Plus, if you revealed too much you not only risked betraying Wooyoung himself, but all of ATEEZ. Luckily, Monica was seemingly unsuspecting, and had been revealing information about both her past and his—most of which, on his part, you’d already heard before. You did your part to play up the acting, feigning as though you didn’t know any of that which she was revealing.

As soon as you take a seat at the bar, Monica sidled up, almost exactly on cue for your meeting time.

“So, what do you have for me today?” Her voice is as annoyingly alluring as ever, an attempt to speak any unsuspecting victim into a circle.

You barely glance at her, and she waves to the bartender, who places two drinks on the tabletop in front of either of you. Wrinkling your nose, you push the glass away. You’d learned from Wooyoung not to trust consuming anything in her presence.

“Nothing,” you admit, a bit sheepishly. You see her lips twitch in annoyance. “I’ve already told you pretty much everything he’s been up to lately. You told me you could help tame him. I just want a comfortable marriage is all… there’s not much else to tell you.”

It had been three nights too long since your meetings with her had begun. You were starting to run out of fabricated stories to tell.

She scoffed. “You know, I still can’t believe he’s settling down. Let alone marrying you.” Her tone was icy, venomous. You were used to it by now. While she’d said she could “help” you, she’d made her clear dislike of you apparent the moment she’d slapped you so hard your lip split.

Nervously, you find yourself licking your lips as you wonder where she’s going with her tangent, this time. The sore had already healed over, thankfully it hadn’t been too bad of a cut to take any longer than just a few days to close up. With your tongue, you could still feel where the minor wound had previously been.

“I already told you, I made him into what he is,” she glances over at you, lips pursed. “I could help you tame him, again. Make him submissive. No more escapades for him. I don’t have what we need, though, and you’d need to meet with my superior. We’d also need payment.”

She means the drugs, you realize suddenly, and whoever has it out for Wooyoung must be her superior.

You frown. “Well, the payment may be a bit difficult to get… Wooyoung has control over the funds.”

Listlessly, she waves her hand. “That can come later. My superior has a soft spot for Wooyoungie, I’m sure we can work something out. I need some sort of insurance, though, for they payment.”

Without hesitation, you slip the gold band off your ring finger. Wooyoung had acquired some funds to buy off a cheap engagement band from a pawn shop. Neither of you were sure if it were real, especially considering the price—but it worked for the ruse, and that was all that mattered. Having not sentimental value to you, and needing it just for the job, you slide the ring across the bar top toward her. She slaps her palm onto the table to catch it, looking up at you in blatant surprise.

You give a nonchalant shrug, sniffing in contempt. “He’s annoyed me enough these past few years to give that up for a short amount of time. The fool said he’d give me a diamond, and I got that instead.”

Monica chuckles, taking the ring and pocketing it. “That’s the most likable thing I’ve heard you say this entire time,” she muses, pushing herself out of her seat. “Meet me here again tomorrow. I’ll give you a name and a time.”

With that, Monica disappears into the crowd. Back to her saloon girl job, you assume. You glance over the bar at the tender. His back is to you, and with that distraction you decide to quietly slip away. Monica can pay for the drink with her paycheck, you decide. You aren’t picking up the tab. Just as quickly as you’d entered the saloon, you push through the crowd to exit it. The smell and crowd turn your stomach inside out, and the atmosphere makes you uncomfortable. Staying in the room longer than necessary was not something you had any interest in doing.

When you clear the door, you immediately breathe in the cool night air in an attempt to flush out your senses. The smell of the saloon drifts out the door and windows into the night, and you watch a few people stumble clumsily along the streets as they head home for the night. At the very least, the air is much clearer outside.

You’re about to step away and head back to the hotel when a dark figure catches your attention.

Across the street—hovering in front of the bulletin where you’d been just an hour or so before—is a figure. You should think nothing of it, you tell yourself. Townspeople and bounty hunters check the bulletins all the time. Military men check the bulletins all the time. The signs had just been hung up, of course a curious passerby would want to investigate.

But for some reason you find yourself unnerved. The signs just appeared, and now someone seemed a bit too interested in them.

Taking in a breath, you decide to ignore it—them. Your heart, however, is pounding in your chest as you head down the street back toward your hotel. You’ll just tell Wooyoung about the postings and the dark figure.

But then, the sound of your name causes you to freeze in your tracks.

“Rosette.” You’re sure it’s the figure calling. And surprisingly—it’s a female voice.

“Are you really going to ignore me like that?”

The breath you’d sucked in shakily exits your body, and you turn slowly. The figure is leaning over the banister of the building’s deck. Her hair falls over her shoulders from under her hat in waves, and there’s a friendly smile on her face, weathered and tired under long days spent beneath the sun.

“Jean…?” You breath out.

Her smile breaks out into a grin, and she’s swiftly jumping down from the deck to meet you in the street. You feel as if you’re frozen where you stand when she swings an arm over your shoulder. “Long time no see, old friend!”

Old friend… Did she really think of it like that, with everything that had led them to where they stood now? You can’t help but wonder if you two really were still friends. While it was true your history together went back quite a number of years—after some misfortune had befallen her family, she’d come to California to works as a ranch hand on your family’s property. Your fathers has been close friends growing up, and it seemed the most logical thing on her end to do.

During your time finishing off your youth together, you had felt as though you’d gained a sister. Maybe it was because of that sentiment she had asked for your help with a task you had never dreamed of imagining yourself partaking in—Jean was looking for revenge. The debt your father owed, a grand amount suddenly acquired at the time that had your family struggling immensely, just so happened to be owed to the exact people Jean had it out for.

She still had a bit leftover in her own savings, after everything that had befallen her, that she could pay off your father’s debt partially. Because you loved your family dearly, and Jean knew what it was like to lose family, the two of you curated a plan to lift your father’s debt by essentially placing yourself into servitude for ATEEZ. At the time, you’d been skeptical—selling yourself off as a slave? What a ludicrous idea, and entirely demeaning of your self worth as a working woman.

But while ATEEZ had agreed to the trade, and lifted your father’s debt from his shoulders, intending for you to work it off until it was paid—it hadn’t really turned out that way for you at all. As much as you were often strung along by Wooyoung, helping along in schemes as needed, the most physical work you ever did for the guys was cook. Otherwise, you were another member of the party. Another member to collect provisions for. Another mouth to feed.

A spy among them.

For two years you had been sending intel gathered to Jean—any sort of past history on the members, weaknesses and pieces of information that could be used against them, along with plans for upcoming hits and where you would travel to next. Of course, some of the information was delayed as it reached Jean. But it was sent her way, nonetheless, so she might put together a bigger plan. While she did that, you earned their trust as best as you could manage.

Hongjoong had made it very clear if you ever ran from the debt you so boldly took on, your family’s lives were on your shoulders.

Jean had made the promise that after this one thing was complete, you both could return back to the way things were before.

The risk in all of this had been your life, or your family’s life. You’d always figured that the worst that could happen was your life be taken after being discovered as a traitor. At least your family would be able to live peacefully, under the assumption you were still bravely helping them.

“Word on the street is you’re having some fun with Jung Wooyoung, now,” Jean’s teasing tone pulls you from your thoughts—from the past—and you find yourself flinching at her words. She notices.

“Relax. I told you to get close to them. It would look more strange if you didn’t help him with whatever it is you’re doing.”

You let a small sigh of relief escape you. “Really?”

“Really,” she cocks her head to one side, curiosity crossing her features. “What are you two doing, anyway?”

“Revenge seems to be a common theme surrounding me,” you mutter under your breath. She hears, though, and it elicits a chuckle from her.

“Well, on the topic of such,” Jean pulls her arm from your shoulders, and pauses in the middle of the dirt pathway, turning to face you.

You don’t need her to finish the thought for you to know exactly where this is headed. “It’s that time?”

She gives a curt nod. “I gave us a two year time limit. That limit is up. I think things are ready.”

“What do you need me to do?”

For a short moment, Jean glances away from you, studying the lonely street in thought. There’s a few drunks still staggering about, some attempting to make their way home and others off to find the next saloon. She watches them, before her eyes dart along the outlines of the buildings surrounding against the night sky.

“This place is going to go up in flames tomorrow. Do you think you can get as many of those boys into that saloon you were just in by sunset?” As she asks, she glances back at you.

You frown for a moment. Could you? They had recently enjoyed partaking in nightly drinking so long as there was no sign of any danger. With the newly posted wanted signs, Seonghwa probably wouldn't risk coming into town. But what about Jongho and Yeosang? Would they take the risk even though their bounties hadn’t been updated? Wooyoung was easy enough—though that was also a risk, with the updated bulletins around town.

“I think I can manage,” you say, though you aren’t entirely certain of yourself. You find your thoughts wandering as you attempt to figure out a strategy, though you pause your inner turmoil for a moment to glance at her. “What do you mean—‘go up in flames’.”

Jean offers up a smirk, before she pulls the brim of her hat a little further down over her face. “I have this whole place rigged. Make sure by an hour after the sun sets, you’re out of the saloon,” she warns, before bidding you goodnight and turning to walk away from you.

You feel your stomach twist suddenly. Make sure an hour after the sun sets, you’re out of the saloon.

She was going to commit arson? And what of the guys? You shake your head, exasperated with yourself—why would you suddenly think that—what other fate could they possibly face?

“Rosette?”

At the sudden sound of your name, you whirl around, coming face to face with Seonghwa. Your heart practically jumps out of your chest—his blonde hair a ghostly sight against the dark of the night. A gasp of surprise escapes you as you take a step back from him.

“Lord,” you breath out, hand flying to your chest. “Give a girl a heart attack, will you?”

“Sorry,” Seonghwa’s soft voice sounds sincere, though sheepish. “Where’s Wooyoung? Why are you walking back to the hotel this late on your own?”

After recollecting your peace of mind, you straighten up to face him, though you answer with a shrug. “Probably back at the room? I’ve been making friends with a certain woman from his past, so we haven’t been together.”

Seonghwa frowns, before giving a curt nod over his shoulder and heading down the road. It takes you two steps to catch up with his swift stride, but you follow after him. Before you do so, you spare a glance over your shoulder. Jeans retreating figure is nowhere to be seen. Had Seonghwa seen her? Or overheard the conversation? You frown as you consider the possibility.

“So you’re really going through with it?” Seonghwa asked as the two of you walked together.

“I decided to, after all. But Seonghwa—I don’t think Wooyoung wants revenge,” you murmur, glancing down at your feet as you walk. You consider all the pain he’d been put through, and the mystery of how he was being used. Him and Monica both, it seemed, the more you spoke to Monica each night. Even her agreement from tonight… it just seemed as though she were being strung along, still.

“No?” Seonghwa asks, glancing at you sideways. He’s waiting for you to elaborate, but when you don’t immediately do so, he continues, “Rosette, you didn’t see him at that stage of his life. He’s dangerous now, but back then he was the type of dangerous you didn’t want to cross. He had no control, even when he first joined us. He may be in control now—cool and seamless in his acts, it’s what any of us expects from him. He took his training and perfected it into an art of deception. But there’s still a darkness about him that threatens to take hold. That’s part of the deception, part of his act.”

You frown, thinking back to when he’d come so very close to slipping over the edge, just as Seonghwa had described, a few days prior. Back when the two of you had argued and Monica was a mystery woman with no name or history. Back to the way he had reacted in that moment, and how you’d felt the need to somehow ground him to the physical world and not whatever memories had been attacking him.

“That’s the thing, though. I think he just wants closure. That’s how it seemed to me, anyway. He just wants to know why him—why it was done to him.”

“Even so,” Seonghwa sighed, stopping just outside the entrance to the hotel. He turned to you, his face the serious, yet soft and understanding you’d come to know so well. “I warn you to be careful, as I did before.”

You nod, not sure that his warning is of any use any longer. “Thank you for walking me back.”

Seonghwa gives a small smile. “Of course. Do you mind sending Wooyoung down, if he’s upstairs?”

Again, you nod, before turning and heading into the hotel. As you enter, you greet the woman working the desk, briefly sharing pleasantries before you ascend the staircase and head up to the suite you’d been calling your home for the last few days. You rummage through the pocket of your shirt as you near the end of the hall and near your door, unlocking the hotel room and stepping inside.

As you’d anticipated, Wooyoung is there. He’s settled in his corner on the floor, idly flipping through a book that looked much older than he was and probably less interesting than waiting around to see if a snake would blink. He’d been keeping himself cooped up, for the most part, lying low and staying out of Monica’s sights—as well as the sights of any of her cohorts who might recognize him.

“You’re back!” He chirped as you entered, immediately propping himself up into a sitting position and tossing the book aside. “What news do you bring?”

“My first set of news is that Seonghwa is outside. He wants to see you,” you reply, moving towards the wash basin and bath. If Wooyoung is stepping out, now is a perfect time to take advantage of the suite’s luxuries. You hadn’t been doing so as much as you’d hoped. The longer you stayed in the suite, the more you’d come to wonder just how expensive it was—not every hotel had a bath, some were barely lucky enough to provide wash basins to their guests.

Wooyoung watches you with a quirked brow, frowning slightly before letting out a loud sigh of exasperation and pushing himself to his feet. He’d just made himself comfortable for the night, what could his hyung have possibly come all the way into town for?

“I’ll be back, then,” Wooyoung calls over his shoulder, making sure to keep his eyes away from the sectioned off wash area. Ensuring his room key was tucked in his pocket, he slipped out of the hotel room and locked the door behind him. Down the hall, down the stairs—Wooyoung was outside as swift as the wind.

Seonghwa glanced over his shoulder at Wooyoung’s arrival, pushing himself away from the banister he was leaning against as Wooyoung descended a couple of the steps.

“You called for me, hyung?” But instead of answering immediately, Seonghwa studied him with his dark, piercing gaze. Wooyoung thought himself to have an intense gaze, but he found himself shifting beneath Seonghwa’s. He and Hongjoong could be quite intimidating when the situation called for it.

“You’re really going through with this?”

Wooyoung glanced up, having decided under Seonghwa’s scrutiny that the toe of his boot was absolutely the most interesting thing in the entire world at that moment. He studied Seonghwa himself for a moment, wondering why he was pressing the matter yet again, before giving a nod.

Seonghwa sighed. “I need you to have this finished soon. We don’t have much time left.”

“Pardon?” Wooyoung again was quirking a brow, confusion and curiosity crossing his expression.

“The bulletins around town have been updated. We have new bounties posted,” Seonghwa explained, expression darkening a moment. “And I don’t think it has anything to do with Monica. I need you to keep your head about you, for not just your sake, but everyone’s.”

“Hyung,” Wooyoung smiled, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. It was a cross between his usual charming smile and the smirk he used when he knew something. “Just give me through tomorrow, I’ll be done then. I’ve been lying low since the first day here. It’s too late for me to get caught now.”

“I’m not even worried about you getting caught anymore,” Seonghwa sighed. “Just don’t do anything stupid. Please.”

Instead of answering, Wooyoung gave a small shrug. He turned away, tossing a wave of his hand over his shoulder at his hyung. How could he make such an empty promise? The stupid decisions were often what got the job done, and what made things the most interesting. Wooyoung had never encountered a stupid decision he’d caused that he wasn’t able to get out of—no way was he about to, now.

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