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Missing 9 - by Solifiedjaporeanist21

Rating: Mature

Main Members: Lee Yeol (Chanyeol EXO) x (Y/N) (Reader/You)

Pairings: Lee Yeol (Chanyeol) x Reader (You), Seo Joon Oh (Jung Kyung Ho) x Ra Bong Hee (Baek Jin Hee), Choi Tae Ho (Choi Tae Joon) x Ha Ji Ah (Lee Sun Bin)

Words: 3,886

Warnings: Character Death, Language, Heavy Angst, Explicit Death Scenes, Plot Twists.

Summary: Based on the TV show Missing Nine. Yet instead of nine survivors there are ten. I truthfully did not enjoy the ending so this is my take on how it should have gone.

(A/N): This is my version of the show and how the reader (you) would react to the tense situation of the plane crash. In this they will remain on the island longer than four months.

This idea is mine completely, though the plot belongs to the original writers so credit rightfully goes to them.

However I do focus in the reader and Yeol's POV but eventually I will switch to the others if needed. Mainly on Ra Bong Hee since she tells what happened on the island.

Main Survivors:

(Y/N) (Age 20): Youngest of the group. Yeol's girlfriend and co-composer. Among all only the Dreamers know of (Y/N) and Yeol's relationship. Holds a shocking secret. (Will be revealed in chapter 4).

Lee Yeol (Age 23): Former member of Dreamers. Solo-artist and song writer. (Y/N)'s protective boyfriend.

Joon Oh (Age 28): Leader of Dreamers. Leader of the survivors. Ra Bong Hee's love interest.

Ra Bong Hee (Age 26): Witness. Only survivor. Joon Oh's stylist and love Interest.

Choi Tae Ho (Age 27): Former member of Dreamers. Notable actor. Carries a conservative nature. Ha Ji Ah's boyfriend.

Ha Ji Ah (Age 26): Rising actor. Choi Tae Ho's girlfriend. Close friend of Lee Yeol and (Y/N).

Hwang Jae Gook (Age 27): President of Legend Entertainment.

Jung Ki Joon (Age 39): Joon Oh's loyal manager. Only one that knows of Ji Ah's condition.

Tae Hang Ho (Age 36): Jae Gook's secretary. Head of Legend Entertainment.

Yoon So Hee (Age 25): Top actress.

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I stirred awake, furrowing my brows in pain, feeling a massive tightness around my lungs that grew threatening. I opened my eyes to figure out why, only to be surrounded by dark blue horizons. Immediately I gasp, feeling myself choking on the water that entered my mouth. I hissed, closing it soon after to save what little breath I had left.

Frantically I swayed my arms up, kicking my feet to reach the light of the surface above my head, but as I grew near the liquid in my chest felt as though it was weighting me down, Before I hadn’t realized how far away from the surface I was.

In the end I kept swimming in hopes of survival, but as my oxygen begin to deplete so did my vision. Clearly my body was losing its energy to move and I grasp above me with what strength I had left, longing for the air that seemed so far away.

Misfortune was on my side however as my consciousness begins to fade at a rapid pace and I start to see the darkness. ‘No, no I can’t die, not now, not with him…’ Painful thoughts roam my brain and as much as I wanted to rid of them, couldn’t. Gradually I begun to sink, my body growing limp from exhaustion. I choked on the water, grabbing ahold of my neck in one last ditch effort of salvation. A silent scream escaping my lips at the thought of my demise.

Its quiet for a what felt like a eternity before I finally hear it. “(Y/N)!” Someone was calling my name, the water beneath their feet splashing as they frantically run through the heavy water towards me. However, when there is no sign of the alledged person I think that maybe I’m hallucinating.

I cough in agony, my eyes growing heavy and tired. I really only wanted to close them for a second, though a second ended up two, then three, then four. Eventually withstanding was futile and I fell still, my last breath finally leaving my body. When all seemed lost a hand grabs mine, pulling me up into their arms, as they hurriedly rush to the surface.

My ears rang when I finally got out of the water, the dim light of sky outside my eyelids bright. Land envelopes my back, my savior hastily rushing to wake me out of my state, to rid of all the water in my lungs. And as much as I wanted to say something, knew I couldn’t. My throat just felt so dry and constricted. It was as though I was half asleep. I could hear and feel almost everything though my body was numb. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, I felt lifeless. And maybe I was.

Essentially my hearing returns and I pick up the groggling sound of my rescuer. It was faded and hollow but I could still make out what they were saying. “C'mon (Y/N), wake up…” There’s tears in their voice, I notice. They sounded just as scared as I was. “Don’t die on me, please wake up!” I swore that I’ve heard this voice before.

The pressure subdues as I felt their lips on mine, filling my lungs with lost air. Only then do I begin to feel my forgotten strength returning. I tried to gasp, to breathe in the air but the water that I swallowed was clogging what I tried to get in. After a couple more tries I finally managed, coughing up the liquid. Turning on my side, I spit up the water, gagging violently as it came up, the burn scorching my throat.

Regaining my sanity I looked up towards the voice that cries my name, easily recognizing it now. “(Y/N), are you okay. Talk to me baby, please.” I met the eyes of my beloved, my voice broken as I muttered his name. “Yeol.”

Instinctively my boyfriend pulls me into his embrace, letting out a sigh of graditude. “Don’t scare me like that Jagiya, I thought I lost you.” I returned his gesture, my heart warming at his words. When he pulls away I get a good look of him, furrowing my brows. “Baby your face, you’re so beaten up.” I pointed out horrid, gingerly cupping his cheek in my shaken palms. Yeol circles my hand with his own, guiding me up from the cold ground.

My boyfriend hisses when i lean on his side, and only now do i realize just how fucked up he really was. Yeol grips his left arm in pain, explaining that he was fine. I shake my head at his protest. “No, you’re not, your arm is most likely broken.”

Yeol rests his hands on my shoulders and i knew if i wasnt as short as i was he’d most possibly be hurting from it. “I’m fine really, I’m far more concerned about you.” I sighed. “What am i going to do about you? You’re bleeding and broken yet you’re worried about me?” Yeol nods and i cant help but gawk in his cuteness. “Well if i were to be honest ive been better, however physical wise I’m alright.”

“That’s a relief, i never felt so scared in my life, i thought i lost you.”

I look around us weary. “You think we were the only ones that survived?” I wasn’t too enthused about the subject but i could rightly deny it either.

Yeol grabs my hand, “Let’s go find out then, Jagiya?” Though surprised by his sudden rush of energy i merely nodded, following behind him.

Flashback: On the plane.

“Wow, this is nice. You got it made, baby.” Yeol chuckles at my amazement, watching as I turn in circles to capture every inch of the plane. “It sure is, isn’t, President Hwang sure went all out for this. And what do you mean I have it made, you’re just as important as me. You’re my personal co-composer, half the lyrics of my songs are yours too, you know?” I grabbed my boyfriends arm, “I know, but still I don’t sing or anything like you do. You’re far more talented.”

Yeol pulls me forward, into his arms, his lips far too close for comfort. I feel my heart beat speed up. “What are you talking about, you too are talented, but only I’m allowed to see just how.” I gasped in shock, pushing him away. “Shhhh! Yeol, there are people who can hear you.” I cover my face with my hands, embarrassed at the comment.

“Its nothing to be embarrassed about, Jagiya.” My boyfriend murmurs. Walking back over to me. Lightly he pushes me back, my bosy hitting something. I look only to find out it wasn’t a wall like i assumed but the bathroom counter. Without hesitation Yeol lifts me up on it, placing himself between my spread legs. “We shouldn’t be doing this, baby, someone could find us.”

He holds me against his chest, tracing his fingertips down my spine, forcing sparks of excitement throughout my body. “I doubt it, everyone is doing their own business, besides this might be the last time I can hold you like this. You know when we land we have to go back to a professional relationship.”

I wrinkle my nose in distaste, wrapping my arms around his waist, my head on his chest. “I wish we didn’t have to. I love you Yeol, I love you so so much and I hate not being able to express it outside the studio. I want more than anything to be boyfriend and girlfriend, not boss and co worker.” I let out a shuttering breath, listening to the steady breathing of my boyfriend.

Yeol rests his chin atop of my head. “Don’t worry (Y/N), I’ll make it up to you I promise. One day we won’t have to be so secretive about our relationship.”

I smile. “You better, I work my ass off to please you, whether it be sex or composing.” I paused meeting his eyes. “Of course not that I mind.” Yeol grins, running his thumb across my cheek before he places his lips on mine. I giggled, acknowledging his endearment, kissing him back, my arms around his neck.

Yeol helps me down from the counter once our kiss ends, my mind hazy and clouded with pleasure. “C'mon (Y/N), lets go see what everyone else is doing.”

I nod too speechless to even make words.

“Let’s have a toast, everyone, to celebrate this wondrous occasion.” President Hwang announces, holding up a bottle of wine.

Standing next to my boyfriend I noticed that Joon Oh wasn’t around. “Where’s Joon Oh?” I asked, tugging on my boyfriends sleeve. “Um…” He looks around, “I don’t know, must be with Bong Hee.”

“Ji Ah I found this bittersweet recipe and I instantly thought of you,” Ji Ah just laughs, accepting it. “Just a little, please.”

“(Y/N), how about you?” I look over, eyes wide. I nervously chuckle. “Uh…no thank you, water will be fine with me, thanks.” I say holding up my glass. President Hwang notices my discomfort, but says nothing regarding it. Thankfully. Luckily Joon Oh comes in, knocking the awkwardness of the situation over to him.

“Hyung!” Yeol greets, waving him over. Joon Oh just throws a nod standing himself right next to my boyfriend. “Where have you been?” Joon Oh begins to say but Hwang interrupts. “Here you go Yeol.” Yeol smiles politely, accepting the offer, disregarding the disrespect.

I watched everyone with mild interest, sipping down my water. It was somewhat peaceful I guess. Well until Joon Oh spoke. “President Hwang I’d like a drink as well,” Hwang just looks at him, hastily bringing his attention to my boyfriend instead, purpously ignoring Joon Oh. “You’ve been working on it for a year, right? You should mark all the music charts in no time.”

I felt bad for Joon Oh, my boyfriend told me what had happened with Jae Hyun but he never really went into details, maybe because it was too hard for him too. I personally never pryed nor would I judge. “I’ve written many songs, too.” Joon Oh beams, and he has too, Yeol listens to them the majority of the time, and they were really good too.

Hwang smiles “Is that so?” He lets out a deep breath, turning back to my boyfriend. “Can you play your new song?” My boyfriend visibly hesitates looking at me then to Joon Oh almost though he was asking our permission. He smiles, nodding. “Okay, I’ll play it.”

Hwang smiles, Joon Oh too as my boyfriend readies his song. I knew what it was, but I doubt those smiles of theres will stay once he shows. I leaned on Yeol’s side, looking up at him with my supportive smile. He knew what I were trying to do and it makes him confident that they will to.

“Next is Tae Ho.” President Hwang reaches for his glass. “How are you?” Tae Ho looks up, “I’m a leading actor, so please get me a new stylist.” I could easily tell that the comment was directed to Joon Oh personally.

“Arent you close with Jeong Yoon Gi? Do you want Jeong Yoon Gi? I’ll hire him for you. Its not a big deal.” Hwang suggest. “Once Tae Ho gets the lead the bad reputaion of dreamers that you all had in the past will all be lost forever. I bet once you sign a new contract and release a album it’ll be a good gift to your fans.” Yeol and Joon Oh stop their actions, looking up at his words, pain of the thought written all over their faces.

Ji Ah and Manager Ki Joon exchange glances, uncomfortable with the whole tense subject. “President Hwang, the song is ready.” Yeol speaks up. Hwang excitedly claps. “Okay let’s hear it.” My boyfriend looks at me with a worried smile and I nod, resting my hand on his arm. Yeol presses the song on his playlist, watching everyones faces intently and how they immediately grow dark; especially Joon Oh’s.

“It sounds similar to that jerk’s song, doesn’t it?” Everyone grew silent, the memory seemingly clouding them. There was a massive amount of dread in the air and it made even me feel distraught. I grip the sleeve of Yeol’s sweater harder, not too welcoming of the looks they were giving my boyfriend. Of course Yeol was persistent and ignored their dirty looks. “Its not the album’s main song is it?”

Without hesitation Yeol nods. “I’m thinking about it.” Joon Oh immediately looks his way. “Yeol.” He pleads. “I’m sorry, Hyung. It’s the least we can do to remember him.”

Joon Oh shakes his head. “President Hwang.” He throws him a pained fake smile. “Please escuse me.” I furrowed my brows, watching his retreat, this wasn’t how I envisioned this to happen. Suddenly the plane shifts and the waiter who comes bearing one’s drink spills it on Joon Oh. He lets out a exasperated breath, though he doesn’t yell at her and just passes by, removing his wet coat.

Yeol sighs heavily, watching as his best friend leaves without explanation or hearing him out. He looks down, sadness in his eyes. Regrettably I feel bad. “Go talk to him.” This was the least I could do, it was partly my choice too.

I honestly couldn’t bear to see him this torn, not when all he wanted to do is remember someone dear. Yeol smiles, leaning down placing a light kiss upon my cheek. “I will, thanks Jagiya.” Hastily he follows after Joon Oh.

“Passengers this is your captain speaking, we’re crossing a zone of turbulence.” I look up at the voice. “Please return to your seats. And please keep your seat belts fastened.”

I sighed when the intercom shuts off, saying fuck it and chase after him. I wouldn’t ever be able to forgive myself if they got into a fight.

It didn’t take long before I hear Yeol’s voice. “I wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings, Hyung. Don’t misunderstand.” Joon Oh paces against the room, catching glaces at him every now and then. The bewilderment was clear on his face. “Why? Why did you do it? Why did you write a song like that?” My boyfriend sighs, looking from him to the floor, contemplating if whether he should tell him or not.

“Yeol. Just tell him.” We all look towards the newcomer. Tae Ho pushing past me rudely, making his way through. “Ugh asshole.” I muttered, under my breath, sitting myself down next to them. “That song. You wrote it,” Tae Ho smile was devious, could tell he was doing everything in his power to blame Joon Oh. Causally he plays with the leader’s suit, “-to make Joon Oh live with the guilt for the rest of his life, right?”

It was quite, unbearably quiet and as much as i wanted to open my mouth and tell them that my Yeol didn’t write that song to make Joon Oh suffer, couldn’t. It just wasn’t in my place. I stand up, my hasty actions making me wobble from the turbulance. We all watched the chandelier rock back and forth from the plane’s sudden rising, the lights flashing dim. A rush of anxiety builds up inside me. This atmosphere was extremely dangerous.

“Tae Ho that’s enough, you’re drunk.” Tae Ho swings his hand, stopping Yeol in his tracks, yelling in his face. “Cut it out! Did I say something wrong? Why did we disband?” He stops himself, laughing. Rephrasing himself he says, glaring at Joon Oh. “Why did we get disbanded? Whose fault was it?” Quickly my boyfriend buts in, not liking his tone. “Tae Ho, let’s talk about this another time, please.”

Joon Oh stops him, matching his tone. “No, its okay. So…what is it that you want to say?” Tae Ho scoffs, a grin rising on his face in disbelief, pushing him aside as he walks to the bar. He reaches for a strawberry. “I heard you’re tagging along on this trip to extend your contract.” He pops the fruit in his mouth. “And you’re mooching off the company to release a album. And for what, to write a new song?” Yeol visibly fliches, not entirety loving Tae Ho’s point. “Do you think just anyone can write a song? You just love leeching on people don’t you? You’ll never seize to amaze me.”

Yeol finally gets fed up with and he reaches for his arm, putting him back in his place. “You’re out of line!” Tae Ho angrily rips out of the others hold. “I’m not! Have you forgotten what this jerk did to us? He killed a person! Jae Hyun died because of this scum, Seo Joon Oh.”

“Stop! Enough! This has gone too far!” I couldn’t stand to watch this anymore, friends shouldn’t ever fight like this. “Shut up bitch, what do you know!” “Tae Ho! Don’t-” “Yeol I advise you to keep your women in line, one day that pretty little mouth of hers will get her killed.”

I just cross my arms. I wasn’t scared of this jerk. “Enough is enough! You guys are brothers yet your fighting, get a grip.” Tae Ho scoffs, walking over towards me but Yeol grabs his wrist, “I said don’t!”

The turbulence was getter rougher now, just what was going on outside. “All passengers on the plane, please stay seated.”

“You know you’re girlfriend is almost as cocky as mine, too bad her mouth overshowers her beauty. Unlike Ji Ah she is full of beauty.”

Yeol opens his mouth in regards to the hateful comment but Ji Ah comes barging in, stopping him short. “What the hell are you guys doing!? You better sit down, now!” We didn’t bother asking why and just did as she demanded, we all holding onto something. “Whats going on?” What wrong?“ Questions filled the air now and as much as none were answered I had a feeling we all really knew deep down.

I watch worriedly as Joon Oh stares eyes wide out the window, his mouth agape with shock. “I said sit down!” Ji Ah screams. The plane shakes again and I hold onto the railing tightly, closing my eyes in terror. “Just what is wrong with this plane!” I hear Joon Oh yell. “Sit down already, fuck!” I could sense the fear in Ji Ah’s voice and to comfort her I carefully scoot over towards her, wrapping my arm around her shaken shoulders. “Ji Ah, we’ll be okay.”

“What is happening!” I cry out. “This is happening because there is a unwelcomed guest on board.” Joon Oh let’s Tae Ho’s comment slide, looking over towards us. “Ji Ah grab onto to something!” “Where are the seat belts!” Yeol asks frightened. “There are no seat belts, here!” Ji Ah waves her arm around. “Just stay seated!”

“Stop overreacting! The plane won’t crash!” Tae Oh raises his voice over everyone else’s. You watch horrified as the chandelier swings around, the weight bounding to fail if the turbulence continued. “Guys sit up straight and hold on tight!” “Mind your own business, Joon Oh! This is your fault! If you wasn’t on the plane none of this would be happening!”

Joon Oh looks over towards me and Ji Ah. “Girls please hold onto something!” “What do you think we’re doing.” Ji Ah was beginning to cry and my grip tightens around her. “Stop that you idiot! (Y/N), why is she acting crazy!” Ji Ah screams and Joon Oh grabs a nearby pillow, throwing it at her. “Be quiet!”

All of a sudden the plane goes down, throwing us us all across the room. “Holy shit!” Help!“ "Hey seriously.” We all began to panic and me and Ji Ah end up behind the couch. I pick up Yeol’s voice crying my name while Joon Oh screams Ji Ah’s. Tae Ho yells after Yeol when he scurries through the shaking to get to us. I was starting to lose my control of the situation. And Ji Ah wasn’t waking up.

When my boyfriend reaches us he hastily looks up and down my body, making sure I was okay, pressing his hands against my cheeks. “Jagiya are you okay?” I nodded terrified, eyes wide. I look over. “But Ji Ah…” He brings his attention to her next, shaking her in hopes of waking her.“Ji Ah wake up! Wake up!” She’s out cold.

I look up to see Joon Oh grab a pillow. Glancing up I notice the light above us was loosening. I grab my boyfriends shoulder and before he could register what was going on Joon Oh runs over to us, sheilding the glass light with the peice of furniture. “Ji Ah, fuck open your eyes!” He shouts, seeing that no one was hurt.

I could hear the screams of the other passengers and my heart raced with fear. Without any warning the plane dove into a dive, breaking the chandelier above the bar completely, throwing us all again. I moaned in pain when my head hitting the window. I rushed to grab onto something, holding for dear life, catching the cries of Yeol saying my name. Everything in the room was in disarray, and with Joon Oh on the floor it couldn’t be safe for him. “Hyung!” My boyfriend shouts, gripping onto the seats.

I screamed when the plane flew to the ground faster, the impact harsh against our bodies. I could hear everyone screaming in panic and tears stung my eyes. “What is going on!? If this is a prank its not funny!?” Tae Ho manages to get out, his voice strained from fear.

“Ji Ah!” Unexpectedly Manager Ki Joon comes running in, catching her state on the floor. “I got injured.” I hear her say weakly and Manager Ki Joon cries her name, holding her close.

Joon Oh rolls on the floor, attempting to grab onto something but the plane was shaking too much he couldn’t get a good grip. Yeol looses his own and falls to the ground. On reflex I move over towards him, holding him to my chest. “What’s going on, seriously!” “Ji Ah!!”

My boyfriend helps me up, guilding my hand to the railing behind the seat. He wasn’t too far behind as he hovers above me, his hands beside my own, hanging on with what strength he had left.

Joon Oh too finally grabs onto something and we all look out the windows of the plane, our reactions the exact same. What we see will never leave us and I hear Yeol scream above me, terrified at the sight.

Blue.

Blue is what we saw and believe me that was enough. We all knew what it was.

This was the end.

Impact was harsh as it struck us, knocking everyone around, giving us whiplash, our backs and sides hitting the flying debris of the broken plane. I hissed as one hit me and before I knew it that was all I remembered before I blacked out. The muffed screams, the sounds of water splashing throughout the plane, echoed in my head. They all seemed like a distant dream one we wished would wake from but instead it was our tragic nightmare.

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Ending Notes:

It’s a lot shorter than I anticipated but I hope it reaches expectations. I really tried my best to make it as good and suspenseful as the show. I got inspirated while watching it and I really couldn’t help but get another pairing in there. With Chanyeol being my UB I said why not.

Let me know what you guys think in the comments, it would really mean a lot to me. Also let me know if I should add more or need to be more detailed. This is a experiment for me and while this may only be a rough draft I might go back and add more depending on your feedback.

Lastly this story has no relation to EXO, none of the members are once mentioned nor do they show, It is only tagged under it because of Chanyeol.

Thank you all for reading.

#missing 9 #chanyeol fic #chanyeol scenario #chanyeol smut #chanyeol angst #mine #solifiedjaporeanist21 #reader #chaptered fic #based on the tv show missing 9 #this story is written by me and only me #i hope you all enjoy

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