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Life Eternal | jjk

Genre: fantasy!au, angst, smut Pairing: Fae!Jeongguk x human!reader Word Count: 8.9k Warnings: the angst is minimal (years of pining and some heartbreak. okay maybe minimal for us, but not for them lol), near death of a major character, fingering, vaginal sex (that vanilla stuff, but it’s cute you just gotta get there). Summary: In the village there were always whispers of Fae and at home, isolated in the mountains, your mother wove you stories of the tricks they pulled. When young, you met, by fate, a Fae that skewed all your previous notions. A boy saves your life and sets you on your way. Years later, he’s there again, saving you and sealing it with a kiss. Legend says that if a Fae claims you as his own you’re his forever. Could you, a human, really live with forever?

“Don’t go too far,” your mom said from the edge of the garden. The cottage door was open behind her, the smell of bread wafting into the forest. You had asked her if it would be okay to pick berries to which she obliged but came running out before you could get too far.

“I won’t, mama.” The basket she had given you was hung over your arm. If you brought back enough, then she might make that pie you liked so much. It was your birthday after all.

You wouldn’t have to travel far into the trees, but it would be out of sight of home. Growing up in these woods, you knew all the twists, turns, and strange trees but even Mother Nature liked to change every once in a while, and keep things hidden and out of sight. That was when you fell straight through the earth. Or at least that’s what it felt like. You landed with a thud, flat on your back. Bits of dirt and a few leaves landed on your face. Sitting up and wiping away the forest floor debris you looked at your surroundings. You were in an underground cavern with what looked like tunnels. Might have been an old underground river. Either way, there was no way you were getting out going up. The hole in which you fell was about twenty feet above you.

“Hello! Mom!” you yelled. Your voice bounced off the walls in the tunnels, disappearing into an unknown darkness. Birds chirped overhead and you suddenly wished you could sprout wings and fly out of here.

“Hello!” you called again.

You sat down hard, tears starting to prick at your eye corners. Dread filled your body as you thought about being stuck down here, never found, and starve to death. This was not at all how you imagined dying. Standing up, you walked to one of the tunnels, turning your head to see if you could hear any wind or distant noises. No sound came out of the void in front of you and it was so unsettling that you moved on to the next one about ten feet away. A whisper of a breeze came from within, promising a way out, but there was still one more to check. You had to walk across the cavern to get to this one. It looked a bit smaller than the other two, giving you pause. Maybe the tunnel got smaller as you traveled? You shivered thinking about getting stuck in there. One summer, you had fallen into a large hay bin in the barn, trapping yourself amongst the densely bunched straw and panicked. Reliving something like that in the dark made your heart hurt in your chest. You were about to give up on that tunnel entirely when you heard a small sound. It was very faint at first; just a clack against the rock. Could be anything. Then you heard it again. This time, two clacks against the rocks and a softer thud. You held your breath as you listened. The combination of sounds seemed to be coming towards you until they were getting too close for comfort. Scrambling backwards to get towards the light, your heel caught the stone and it sent you tumbling backwards. You sat up quickly and watched as a small, yellow ball came rolling out of the tunnel, bumping along crags and stones, and stopped at your feet. Your chest heaved as panic set in. Something or someone was in here with you. The clacks were footsteps, boots maybe, and they were drawing closer by each passing second. Closing your eyes, you accepted your fate with whatever was going to emerge out of that tunnel.

What you weren’t expecting was the total shock of the other person.

“Oh!” you heard exclaimed in front of you. From the sounds of it, it was a young boy, probably around your age. But now that you thought of it, there weren’t homes close to yours for miles and the village was even further.

You opened one eye slowly and then the other. In front of you stood a tall boy with shaggy hair. He was hidden in the shadows just enough that you couldn’t see much else about him. He wore baggy pants, a loose fitted long sleeved shirt, and upon looking down, boots.

“I see you found my ball,” he smiled nervously. He backed into the shadows a little more as if he didn’t want you to see him.

“Uh…” You looked down at your feet. Grabbing the ball, you tried to look confident as you rose to your feet. “Do you know a way out of here?”

“Oh, I…how did you get in?”

You looked up through the beam of sunlight and pointed.

He huffed in surprise as if he had just found out it was there even though it was painfully obvious.

“Do you know a way?”

“Yes.”

“Can you show me?”

“No. Uh, I mean, yes! I mean…I’m not supposed to take you.”

“What do you mean?” you asked, stepping closer in his direction. He scuffled backwards to keep his distance. You stopped walking and stared into the darkness.

You heard his shallow breathing, watching you from the shadows as you stood, ball in hand and waiting for an answer.

“I’m not supposed to take you there.”

“Where is there? I just need to get out of here.”

“Look, I’m going to come closer to you because I don’t like this whole hiding in the shadows thing, but you have to promise me something.”

“Okay?” You fidgeted nervously.

“That you won’t be afraid.”

You sucked in your breath and held it there. This was making you very, very afraid.

“Okay,” you croaked.

He moved forward slowly; approaching the dim circle of light that you stood in. His shoes clicked ever so lightly on the stone. He was looking straight at you when he came into the light. His hair was jet black and it framed his face perfectly. It was messy and fell over his eyes…his eyes. You were suddenly entranced with his eyes. They were a color you had never seen on another person. They were as green as emeralds and shown brightly in the light. His skin shown as if the moon illuminated from the inside out. His features were sharp but at the same time round, boyish. Softly pointed ears stuck out from the curls. He was young still, maybe a few summers away from becoming a man. When all he was met with was mild curiosity, he stepped closer.

“I don’t scare you?”

“You look like any other boy.”

He laughed and you saw his eyes shine. “No, I don’t.”

“Well, you act like one.”

He laughed again. Distracted by your movements, he looked at you palming the ball in your hands. A deep gash lay across your left hand.

“You’re hurt,” he said pointing to your hand.

You gasped, dropping the ball. You were so scared you hadn’t even noticed that you hurt yourself. The boy stooped low and scooped up the ball before fixing his gaze on your hand once more. He watched you panic for a couple of seconds before stepping forward tentatively.

“May I?” he asked reaching out.

You sniffled. You were confused. What could he possibly do for you? It didn’t look as if he carried anything with him. Was he trying to find a way to grab you? Drag you back into the cave and more than likely eat you? You stepped back noticeably, and the boy gave pause. Putting his hands up in a defensive gesture he looked at you squarely.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Your hand shook as you held it out. He walked towards you again, slowly. When he saw that you weren’t going to bolt, he gently placed his hand beneath yours, to cup it softly. His skin was cool and soothing against yours. He placed his other hand over yours and you looked up at him through your tears. He smiled a little, his effort at comfort, as his grip tightened on you.

“You should be good as new.” He pulled away hesitantly. Looking down, the gash was gone. You turned your hand this way and that.

Looking at him with astonishment you said, “How did you do that? Are you a witch?”

“Don’t compare me to those creatures,” he mock sneered. He averted his eyes to the floor.

“So? What are you?” You leaned to the side a little hoping to catch a glance at his expression.

He scrunched his nose before smiling wide, turning to look at you, and you saw a glint of mischief in his eyes. You knew what he was going to say before the words ever left his mouth. Dread filled you to the brim and you felt the blood drain from your face. You thought his kind was only a legend; stories passed down to scare you into staying close to home. Mischievous creatures that lived in the forest, preying on humans, taking them as their own.

“I’m Fae of course.”

You should have known, and you could kick yourself for trusting him. He probably wasn’t even a young boy. He was more than likely an old Fae disguised to lure you into a false sense of security.

“Stay away from me!” you shouted. Bending down you grabbed a stone large enough to maim if need be.

“Hey!” He held his arms out in front of him as you slowly circled one another. “Put that down!”

“Oh, so you can kidnap me and take me back to wherever it is you live? You’ll…you’ll probably feed me to your children!” You jabbed the rock in his direction as he took a step towards you.

Hands still raised he said, “Put the rock down, please.”

“I’m not putting this down.”

“Can you at least stop swinging it at me? And children? Ew, no. I’m too young for kids. I’m a kid.”

“Says the old man disguised as a kid!” You swung a little wider hoping to keep him away from you.

“I’m not an old man!”

“Prove it!”

“Look at me!” he shouted emphatically, gesturing towards himself as if it were painfully obvious and you were just stupid.

“All you Fae are tricksters.”

He flung his arms to his sides, eyes rolling towards the ceiling as he sighed. He rubbed his hand over his face. “That is true…however!” he held his hands up again, “we are also honest folk. I can get you out of here, but you have to trust me, and you have to be quiet.”

You stared at him as you pondered his offered. He didn’t look away from you as your brain rattled through all the possibilities. He could be telling you the truth; he can get you out of here and on your way back home. Or, he could be lying to you and leading you to your death. If you turned him down, he would just leave you here and you’d starve anyway. Maybe he’d give you a quick death if he really did mean to kill you.

“Fine,” you said finally. “But I’m keeping the rock.”

“Fair. Just don’t swing it at me.”

“What’s your name?” you asked, lowering your hand.

“Jeongguk.”

“Strange.”

“Oh yea? What’s yours?”

“______.”

“Strange.”

You narrowed your eyes at him as he smirked.

“Now, let’s get you out of here before your parents think you’re actually dead.”

He held out his hand to you, but you didn’t take it.

“You let me hold it before,” he pointed out.

Exhaling loudly, you stepped forward and placed your hand in his. He was like touching a smooth stone from the creek bed next to your house. His fingers intertwined with yours and he grinned calmly.

“It’s going to be dark, but you have to trust me.”

“I trust you.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

He tugged at you gently and you numbly followed behind him, afraid to leave the light behind, but that too would disappear as the day went on. The tunnel floor was unnaturally smooth so there was no tripping as he led you further into the depths of the cavern. Cool air blew against your face and it helped to calm your nerves as they pricked your skin and caused it to flush. It was quiet save for his soft foot falls and your erratic breathing.

“Don’t be so nervous,” he whispered. “I’ll protect you.”

“From what?”

“You tell me. Sounds like you might be creating something in your head.”

He was right. Your mind raced, thinking up the most horrible creatures imaginable. Wolf men hid in the shadows, watching you walk by. The drip you heard occasionally was not water, but drool. You shook your head to clear the thoughts but couldn’t seem to let it go.

Sometimes, he would turn to look at you and you would see his eyes glint even though there was no light source in the tunnel. The walls were still very close. The echo of your footsteps came back rather quickly as you traveled. After about ten minutes of walking, the floor started to slope upwards ever so slightly, and the breeze became stronger.

Jeongguk stopped after a moment and turned to face you. His face was close to yours as he spoke, and you caught his scent as he leaned closer. Fresh rain and pine needles, you thought.

“We’re going to travel the outer limits and you’ll have to be extremely quiet, okay? If I take you along the edge there shouldn’t be very many people. Plus, we’ll be high up and most people don’t go up there anyway.”

You were confused but you didn’t want to ask. From where you fell was maybe only twenty feet and you were gradually going up, so what was he talking about? He took your silence as confirmation and led you onwards once more.

“We’re almost there,” he whispered.

The breeze grew stronger. Smells started to assault you senses and it bewildered you because they were all so…familiar. Strong smells of cooked meat, wood burning in a stove, and fresh earth were among the ones you noticed. The first sounds besides the two of you started to reach your ears. A town. Voices, bustling carts, people walking on cobblestones, and small children laughing. Jeongguk held your hand harder as a light came into view ahead, around a corner. The light, sound, and smells grew stronger as you rounded the corner. Ahead you saw a cavernous expanse open up before you and as you exited the tunnel you were astonished at what you saw. Inlaid inside an enormous, ancient underground dried up lake sat a small city. A waterfall rushed down on the opposite end, straight into a river that cut through the city and into the mountain. Houses were cramped on top of one another, bakeries, butchers, people talking amongst each other in the streets, and children played along the stalagmites. The city glowed. Some form of plant life that grew on the ceiling and many of the columns of stone illuminated the city.

“This way,” he whispered, pulling you from your reverie. “We need to get you out of here before anyone notices you.”

The two of you stood on a ledge that was only about three feet across, just as smooth as the tunnel, and wound upwards and around to another opening. You both moved with haste and you tried to take in and remember as much of the city as possible. Strange creatures you had never seen before moved along the streets and alleyways of the busy city. People like Jeongguk made up most of the population, but you also saw all manner of wild, magical animals among them. Strange birds with white eyes sat perched on rooftops, observing you as you passed without making a sound. Lithe creatures with fur as shiny as silk and deep red slinked in and out of the passing people. You were soon approaching the next tunnel when you forcibly stopped, causing Jeongguk to turn and look at you.

“What are you doing?” Fear crept into his voice as he watched you, exposed, staring out over the city.

“Is this where you live?”

“Yes, now we need to go,” he said pulling on you again.

“Just give me a second.” You slipped your hand from his and walked to the ledge.

“Be careful!” he whispered loudly. The drop was long and would surely kill you if you were to fall over the edge. You’d be met below with stone rooftops and strange creatures no doubt. Much better than starving. You looked out over the city and then back at him.

“I thought Fae lived in the forest.”

“They-we do. Just not all of us live on top. You humans don’t even know a fraction about us.”

You looked back at him. His eyes glowed even brighter under the luminescent plant life. He seemed to be pleading with you to step away. Sighing, you reached for his hand. He looked relieved as he grasped you firmly and pulled you into the tunnel. The city disappeared behind you until it was a faint glow in the distance. Neither of you spoke as you walked. The sound of rushing water filled your ears and you knew you were close. The same water source that fed the waterfall had to come from somewhere and you soon saw it as you approached, it came up on your right as Jeongguk led you to the left. An opening led directly out into the forest where you saw the trees swaying peacefully in the wind. The two of you stepped into the sunlight and both squinted as you adjusted to the bright afternoon sun. When you could finally fully open your eyes, you turned and looked at the boy a little more fully. Woven in his hair were jewels that shone so clearly that you were sure they were nothing man had ever made. His skin was alabaster but shone so prettily in the light that you were suddenly envious. The green of his eyes was even more unsettling as the sun washed across his face.

“I’ll get you back to the path and then you can find your way home.”

“Why are you being nice to me?”

“Not all Fae are bad, _____. You’re right to have reservations about us, though. Fae are not a wholly peaceful race.”

“W-what does your race do?”

He looked at you squarely and you could tell he was debating on telling you.

“We…do take humans.” He cringed a little as you stepped back in fear. “Only the really bad people. The ones that like to keep humans as pets or kill them. The legends are true, but it’s not true for all of us. Though, if a Fae does take you, you’re theirs forever; doomed to live an eternal life until you are released.”

“Like immortality?”

“Something like that.”

You both moved forward into the forest and soon you were back on the path leading you home. You hadn’t realized he had stopped some time behind you until you only heard your footsteps crack amongst foliage. You turned and saw him standing in the path holding the basket you had brought, filled to the brim with berries. You stood in shock as he walked forward and handed it to you. You hesitated before reaching out and holding the basket in your arms.

“So you don’t have to tell your mom what happened,” he smiled.

This was his way of saying goodbye to you after he had set you on your path.

“Will I see you again?”

“It’s not safe for my kind to mingle with yours.”

“Why not?”

“Elder Fae do not take kindly to humans,” he said sadly, “unless they’re the ones taking them.”

He seemed to be different from the others he described. He looked ashamed as he said the words.

“Well, thank you for helping me and…thank you for…,” your voice trailed off as you didn’t know what to say. All you knew is that you wanted to see him again and that seemed impossible.

“Goodbye, ____.” He grinned one last time. A strong breeze grew overhead, causing the leaves to rustle loudly, momentarily distracting you as you looked up. When you looked back at where the boy stood, he was gone. The only proof you had that he existed was the basket of berries you held in your arms.

Five years later

“______, where are you going? I’m making your favorite dinner for your birthday. 18 is a big deal.”

You grabbed the basket from the small table by the door. “Berries, mom. I was hoping you’d make me a pie.”

Every year, for your birthday, you had gathered berries for a pie. Five years ago, is when you met him and you had hoped every year since that you would happen upon him again. The hole you had fallen into was gone the next day when you went searching for it. It seemed to have been sealed up, almost by magic. A few times you thought you might dare go into the tunnel the river flowed into, disappearing under the earth, knowing it led to the glowing city. But you always got frightened in the end and never went. This year would probably be no different. After you had gathered the appropriate amount of berries you headed in the direction of the rushing water. The snow had begun to melt farther up the mountains, so the water was higher and faster than usual as you approached. The mist sprayed higher than ever as the water hit in the stone walls of the tunnel. Today would definitely be a day you would not be entering the tunnel. But fate had a funny way of changing your plans. What had normally been a safe rock for you to stand on was now slick with water and a thin layer of gooey slime. You had no time to process what was happening as your footing was lost and you plunged headlong into the icy depths of the river. The cold cut through you like a knife, seizing your breath in your lungs, and caused your muscles to tense. No matter how painful it was, you fought. You grabbed for anything you could until you plunged into darkness, swept away with the current and underground where you were surely going to meet your fate. These woods had tried to kill you five years earlier and here it was trying again. You had resigned yourself to your death as the world faded around you, darkness creeping into your mind as the coldness began to ebb away. The last thing you remembered as a sharp jerk to the right before you succumbed to the empty blackness that was death itself.

You stood, alone, in an empty white space. Wherever you were, it was bright, but there were no defining features. It was just…white.

“Hello?” your voice only echoed a little, but with no curves or corners to the place, you could not determine how large it was.

“_____.” You heard your name even though it sounded like a low whisper.

“Hi! Yes! Where am I?”

Your name sounded again, but a little more frantic this time.

“I’m right here, can you see me?!” you shouted at the top of your lungs.

“________!”

Your eyes flew open to darkness as you coughed. Water came sputtering out of your mouth as your lungs filled with precious air.

“Oh, thank the gods,” you heard above you.

You laid flat on stone, that much you could tell, and it was smooth. You ran your fingers along the glassy surface and memories of the tunnel came racing back. A scratchy coat was thrown across you and you pushed it away as you sat up.

“You might want to stay down,” a deep voice said beside you.

“Who are you?” The river was close, but it wasn’t so loud that you couldn’t hear him. The fresh breeze chilled the water soaked into your hair and clothes and you shivered.

“Wait until your eyes adjust.”

You tried to focus and soon you were able to make out shapes in the darkness. A little way down the tunnel you recognized the soft glow of the city you had convinced yourself you dreamed of. Turning, you looked at the man beside you and recognized him instantly. He had changed so much, but you could recognize those eyes anywhere. Jeongguk sat beside you, not a boy anymore, but a young man. His arms that were once willowy were now thick with muscle. His jaw had become defined, but his face still held a softness to it. The same curly hair laid against his contrasting white skin. In that moment, you had sworn you had never seen anyone or anything more beautiful than him.

“…Jeongguk?”

His smile was wide and glittering as you said his name.

“You remember me.”

“I thought I made you up.”

His laugh was low and rumbling, like rocks tumbling in the forest.

“I’m real.”

“You’ve changed.”

“So have you,” he said looking you over. Your skirts were heavy with the weight of the water and you involuntarily shivered. “And you’re freezing.” He lifted you easily in his arms and held you to his chest. Your breath caught in your throat at the closeness. Memories of him flooded back. He still smelled the same, like fresh rain and pine needles. He carried you into a small alcove of stone that was protected from the breeze and before your eyes a fire seemed to sprout and come to life from within the stone. No wood sat beneath it as it burned warmly in front of you. Jeongguk came into view in a flash of orange as he sat beside you. The icy jewels still hung from his hair like raindrops and you longed to reach out and touch them. His nose still sloped delicately, but time had favored him into sharp features as well. You sat appreciating him when he looked at you, green eyes glinting from the glow of the fire.

“I see that you still like to almost kill yourself. That hasn’t changed,” he laughed.

You huffed as you turned your palms towards the fire. “I was looking for you if you must know.”

“For me?” He pointed to himself in astonishment as he looked at you.

“I told you I thought I made you up. The hole was gone the next day, so I thought I dreamed it. If I hadn’t had the berries that day, I would have convinced myself that you weren’t real.”

He looked worried as he peered into the flames again.

“It’s not safe for you to come poking around here.”

“This is my first incident in five years.”

“That’s not what I mean. There’s other Fae…bad Fae, _____, I told you this and you’re still going to tempt fate?” He was looking at you again and his eyes flashed in anger? Or was that fear?

“No one has come after me.”

“That you know of. Not all Fae can be seen.”

You swallowed nervously. You hadn’t thought about how mischievous the Fae were ever since you met him, the seemingly only kind one there was. You both sat in silence, you more so in embarrassment at having been saved twice by the same boy and for being so foolish and heedless in his warnings.

“But are you okay?” he asked after a long moment.

“Yes.”

He seemed nervous as he spoke. “How have you been?”

“Lonely. Wished for a mysterious boy to keep me company again,” you smiled, attempting to lighten the mood.

You saw the whisper of a smirk grace his lips as he continued to stare into the fire.

“I’ve been busy,” he replied.

“Do you…work?” A little more hesitantly, “Married? Have kids?”

His eyes were wide as he looked at you, questions swirling in his mind. “No, I’m not married. Just busy.”

“Oh,” you said looking down. The mood was ruined.

“You?” He sounded shy as he talked.

“Oh, no. Still helping mama and papa with things around the house and farm…nothing special.”

The silence was strong and deafening between the two of you and you felt that if you didn’t say anything now, then you’d probably spend the next five years trying to find another hole to fall into.

“I’ve thought about you every day for the past five years.” You weren’t looking at him as you said it; you were speaking more to the darkness beyond the fire than you were to him. His back straightened a little and he shifted slightly in your direction as he listened. “Every year on my birthday I’d go to that same spot to pick berries. I know where the hole was because I distinctly remember a sycamore tree next to it and beyond that, a rock shaped perfectly like a loaf of round bread.” You sighed dreamily as you recalled each year. Jeongguk watched your expression change in profile. He liked the way you looked when the downturned corners of your mouth slowly rose upwards at the memory. Your skin was golden from years in the sun, but here in the darkness, it glowed with fire and life and he was drawn to you more than ever. “I thought maybe my birthday was special and you were a gift that few are given.” He held his breath as you spoke about him like he was a treasure you held close for all these years. “But you never came.”

The corners of your mouth turned down again and he was desperate to see your smile.

“I…I, too, thought about you…” His voice shook as he spoke.

“Really?”

“More than I’d like to admit.”

You laughed when he wasn’t intending to be funny, but he would do it a million times over in order to hear your laugh again. He smiled, looking at you, and watched as the light from the flames danced across your face. Your long hair was starting to dry and turn golden in the light. Before his brain could catch up and tell him no, his hand was on your cheek, turning your head towards him as he leaned in, lips connecting with yours. Butterflies bloomed in your stomach and your mind raced with memories, as tranquility flowed through you, knowing that the boy in the mountain was real. He deepened the kiss as he held your neck firmly. The taste on his tongue was sweet, sweeter than the berries you picked every year. The fire flickered higher as Jeongguk kissed you as if his pleasure heightened the flames. All too soon, coldness washed across your wet lips as he pulled away. He breathed heavily as he stared at you, searching your face. He looked confused, afraid, and all at once relieved.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered.

“Don’t be,” you said reaching out and grasping his arm. “I…I wanted that.”

“But I’m a Fae.”

“And?”

“You’re supposed to be afraid of me.”

“You haven’t given me a reason yet. You’ve had years to kill me.”

“You don’t know what I’m capable of.”

“It can’t be that bad-“

“Stop!” he interjected. “This was a mistake. This is wrong and you shouldn’t be here.” He started to stand as you reached for him.

“Jeongguk, wait! I don’t understand. What did I do?”

“Nothing now let’s go,” he said angrily. The fire was already starting to die out.

You stood on shaky legs and he reached out to keep you aloft, but only touched as lightly as possible. Your heart clenched in your chest at the sudden rejection and you could do nothing else but follow him out.

Once again, his footsteps faded behind yours and once again he stood in the path with a basket of berries. You looked down and noticed you were completely dry and not a thread out of place. Tears swam in your eyes as he looked at you impassively, basket in hand, and waiting for you to take it.

“Jeongguk, please talk to me.”

“You need to go and I’m going to need to you to quit looking for me.”

Your tears fell freely now as you refused to take the basket, knowing it was the only thing keeping him in front of you now.

“Just tell me what I did.”

“I told you that you didn’t do anything now take the basket and go home, ______.”

He thrust the basket into your chest and you instinctively grabbed it. His jaw clenched as he looked you over and you looked up to make eye contact with him. All you could see was sadness, but the hard lines of his face told you he was angry.

“Don’t come back, _____.”

And he was gone. In the blink of an eye it was as if he wasn’t even there. Dropping to your knees you cried in the path as the leaves floated by on the wind. The sun was warm on your skin as you sobbed, reminding you that you were real, that he was real, and that heartache was going to be your constant companion.

7 years later

“Are you ready?” your mom asked from the doorway.

You sighed as you looked at yourself in the mirror. She had sewn your wedding dress to the best of her abilities, and it was in all words beautiful; something you’d love to get married in…but to someone else. Of course, your soon to be husband was kind and gentle, but you weren’t in love with him. You had always loved someone else and that someone else had wanted nothing to do with you. Many nights you dreamed of that kiss. That kiss from the boy with diamonds in his hair, the cool as stone skin, and eyes so green that even nature had trouble competing. But you had to move on and that meant marrying, leaving your parents, and not being a burden on them. Moving on meant starting a family and forgetting all about Jeongguk, but you didn’t want to forget. The memory of him was your most precious and your deepest secret.

“I think I want to go on a walk before we go into town.”

“Are you okay?” your mother’s features were laced with concern.

“Just nervous,” you smiled.

“I was much like you before I married your father. It’ll be terrifying, but you’re strong. You’ll make a wonderful wife and mother.”

You smiled sadly at her, knowing the truth was there, but this wasn’t what you wanted, and you had to pretend it was.

“I’ll be back soon,” you said kissing her cheek and leaving the house.

Drawing up your skirts, you wandered down the path and into the forest. The day was perfect. The temperature was mild, the breeze was lazy and cool, and the birds were singing in the boughs. You were sad knowing that you’d be moving away from this place with little to no chance of seeing him again. You walked close to the river but didn’t dare go near the edge in fear of falling in again. Chances of being saved twice were slim. Instead, you found a warm rock in the sun on which to sit and think. The snap of a branch sounded behind you and you turned around to look but no one was there. Scrutinizing the trees in the distance you saw no one or nothing. Turning back around you had decided it was probably just a branch falling from a tree…until you heard it again. You stood from the rock and walked around, gazing into the distance and trying to see around trees.

There was a punch to your chest followed by a searing heat of pain. A straight, wooden arrow was stuck firmly in your chest, right above your heart. Your vision blurred as you sunk to your knees. A man came crashing out of the trees and started to panic.

“It’s a woman!” he cried.

Another man’s voice approached. Hunters more likely; having mistaken you for some animal.

“Is she dead?”

“No, but she’s close.”

“We need to leave.”

“We can’t just leave her here!”

“It’s too late, let’s go!” One set of feet disappeared with a crash of leaves and sticks.

You opened your eyes to see the first panic stricken man looking at you with pain and fear.

“I’m so sorry,” he said before turning on his heel and running after his friend.

“Please,” you whispered, reaching out. Your strength was draining fast, leaking out of you with every drop of blood. You sat back on your feet and gazed up at the sun. At least the day was beautiful and at least you wouldn’t have to marry someone you didn’t like. You giggled tiredly, losing all sense as you sat dying in the middle of the forest. At least you had that. The ground was soft beneath you so when you laid on your side you felt a little better. Soon, you would die here, and wild animals would find you and then nature would claim what was left. The only regret would be not seeing your mother or father…or him, just one last time.

“Stupid girl,” you heard somewhere close by. You were fading fast so maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you in your last moments.

“Stupid, stupid girl.” The person sounded panicked, on the verge of losing control as you were pushed to your back. “How many times do I have to tell you to stay away?”

The ground disappeared beneath you as you were lifted. You cried out as you were shifted, the arrow digging into you further.

“Stay with me,” you heard. “Don’t give up. Stay awake.”

Your head dangled and your arms went limp, sliding off your stomach and stretched out to your side.

“______! Stay with me!”

You slipped into the darkness much quicker this time. There was no white. There was no you standing in time looking for help. You were simply…gone.

When you awoke, you were groggy, still very much under the cloud of darkness with a dull pain in your chest. You moaned and stretched your fingers. Every muscle in your body felt as if it hadn’t moved in days. You weren’t even sure you could move. A cool hand was on your forehead, steadying you.

“Keep still. I’m going to get you some water.”

Moments later, a glass was at your lips and you drank appreciatively as a steady hand on the back of your head kept it up. When you were done, they steadily laid your head back against the pillow. Swallowing a couple more times, you dared open your eyes. Blinking a few times, you saw that you were in a cozy room with stone walls, a roaring fire, and furs lining the floor. Jeongguk was sitting beside you on the bed and you should have been surprised but you weren’t. Saving you seemed to be the detriment you never meant to put on his life. At least this time you weren’t actively looking for him.

“How do you feel?”

“Sore. Like I haven’t moved.”

“You’ve been out for over a week. You’re completely healed, but I’m sure there’s still some pain there. I’ve been trying to keep it under control.”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” He looked tired. He wasn’t much different from when you last saw him. He had filled out with more muscle, but he still had the same boyish quality to his face.

“You keep having to save me.”

“Well, somebody has to. You keep getting yourself into trouble.” The bags under his eyes were prominent and the tension he held in his shoulders relaxed a little. “I thought…you had died for a second. I was holding you in my arms trying to get you back here and you just…” His voice caught in his throat and he cleared it immediately, hoping you wouldn’t notice. “You just went limp in my arms.”

Guilt hung heavy in your heart as you realized the pain you had caused him.

“I didn’t mean to make you worry.”

“I know you weren’t looking for me.” He seemed sad as he said the words.

“How did you know?”

“I could always feel you when you were looking for me. Remember when I said not all Fae can be seen?”

He had been watching you. All these years he had been watching you.

“But this time it was just a coincidence…or something like that. Something felt off. Wrong. I had this urge telling me to just go up and look and there you were, on your knees with that arrow in your chest and you just slumped to the side. I panicked.” You held your hand out and grasped his in yours.

“The woods aren’t safe.” He couldn’t look at you as you held his hand, but he wasn’t moving either. Tears swam in his eyes and he blinked fast to quell them.

“Thank you,” you said lifting his hand and kissing his palm. “Thank you for saving me.”

His eyes met yours as his heated stare was turned on you. He let out a shaky laugh as his eyes shimmered. When he shook his head, the gems twinkled in the light and caused small flashes to shine off the wall.

“You’re going to kill me one day,” he said.

“Well, you won’t have to worry about it if I make it back home.”

“Why?”

“I was supposed to be getting married…”

Realization dawned across his face. “The white dress.”

Of course, he removed it, he had to when he was getting the arrow out and cleaning the wound, but he was so scared of you dying that he hadn’t paid attention.

“If he’ll still have me after being gone for so long.”

Sadness crept into your heart again thinking about the loveless life ahead of you. Jeongguk’s expression fell as he held your hand. He was losing you. Permanently. But your paths were never meant to cross. It was never meant to be this way and that’s why he tried to break your heart when he last saw you. If you truly thought he didn’t want you, you wouldn’t come back. And you hadn’t; not for many years. The pain he felt was immense, but he kept himself busy, watched over you the best he could, and tried to forget all about the kiss. But the kiss plagued him. It woke him from sleep and interrupted his daily thoughts. Thoughts of your smile in the firelight kept him up at night and your laugh echoed in his deepest buried memories. The moment he had held your hand in the cave, he had fallen in love. Such a creature so clumsy and yet so elegant had never crossed his path again.

He was here, so close, looking just as pained as you felt.

“But I love you, Jeongguk.”

His eyes betrayed every emotion and his face wasn’t much help either. His eyebrows shot up as his eyes widened.

“You what?”

“I love you,” you said a little louder. “I’ve loved you for over a decade and I’m going to love you for as long as this life will give me.”

He kissed you much like he had beside the fire; with surprise and passion. His lips found yours and the tension of years washed away under his touch. He had thought about you all this time and he had loved you in his own way. His hands cupped your face as he kissed you, tongue dancing over yours and you sighed as the sweet taste you so missed played across your taste buds. He shifted until he was hovering over you, layers of blankets between the both of you, but the weight of him brought you comfort. Jeongguk had nestled home in your heart and never left. You moaned as he pressed against you and he shot back with surprise.

“Am I hurting you?” Worry painted his features.

“No, keep kissing me,” you said while drawing him back in.

Jeongguk started to peel back layers of blankets in a desperate attempt to be closer. You didn’t know what to expect when he pulled back the last one but looked down to see he had dressed you in one of his shirts. You blushed knowing he had seen you bare, but it was in a moment of panic and probably meant nothing. He had to break the kiss to get to you, but as soon as he had all the blankets kicked to the side, he delicately held himself above you as he kissed you again. All the years of waiting was poured into that kiss and the dam had been broken. He wasn’t going to hold back now, not ever again. His hand was on your hip and pushed up under your shirt. The contrast of cold on warm had gooseflesh washing over you and you pushed yourself upwards into his touch. Ever so slowly, he slid his hand up the side of your waist, fingers ghosting the side of your breast, the underside, and then around your nipple until it pebbled under his touch. You sighed as he tweaked it between his fingers, reveling in the small sounds you were giving him.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” he whispered against your lips.

“So have I,” you murmured desperately.

His hand was firm on your skin as he moved down your stomach. You realized you had on no undergarments as you spread your legs. If there was one thing you knew, it was that you wanted this, and you would open yourself to him fully. He ran his fingers over your slit as if he were worshiping you, feeling every bit of you, collecting what he could, and keeping it for himself. You gripped his shoulders tightly as he slowly pumped one finger inside of you. His lips were on your jawline, neck, and collarbone as he slowly worked you open. You had never been with a man before, but you knew now that there would be no one after him.

“Will you give yourself to me?” His lips were against your cheek, eyes closed, as he felt you around his finger so soft and warm.

“Yes, you can have all of me.” Your chest arched upwards into him as he slipped another finger inside of you.

“You could stay with me forever.”

His fingers brushed over a spot deep inside of you that had you clenching around him as you moaned. His teeth grazed the skin of your shoulder and he placed searing kisses to the space above your breast.

“All you have to do is let me take you. Let me claim you.”

A distant memory of a young Jeongguk came to the forefront of your mind.

“Will you protect me?” the words slipped through your lips like water and flowed over Jeongguk. He felt as if his entire life was meant to protect you.

“Yes.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

You pulled his face towards yours as you kissed him. This time it was slow, passionate, and held answers that he was looking for.

“I want you to take me.”

“You’ll have to stay forever.”

“That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

He was desperate. Desperate to get what he always wanted. He had held back all these years and you were finally saying the words he never thought he would hear. He pulled his fingers from you and pushed his pants off. He yanked the shirt you had on upwards, working it over your head and onto the floor. Grabbing his cock, he rubbed it along your slit, gathering the sticky wetness amongst the pre cum. Your moans were like a drug to him, a toxin that ran through his veins that had him feeling as if his body were not his own. He slowed his actions, savoring the taste of your skin as his tongue flicked across you. He pushed the head in slightly, allowing you to feel the sting and adjust. He kept you distracted as he rotated his tongue around your nipple and pushed a little further. You pushed your head back into the pillows as your body arched forward, begging to be absorbed by his. A little further and his arm was around your back, pulling you closer, and biting the skin beneath your breast. Lightning seemed to shoot through you as he slid in all the way. Pleasure followed the discomfort as soon as he filled you up. You felt as if you were floating, held in his arms, as your body connected with his.

“_____,” he sighed as he took his time. He didn’t move while he kissed the valley of your breasts, slowly back up your neck and to your lips once more. He moved experimentally, not wanting to hurt you. The first thrust shot heat through your body, the second cooled it on contact, the third had flames licking all the way down to your toes, and the rest became a blur as your body took in all the sensations. You had never known anything could ever feel this good. He leaned back, wanting to see you. He was on his knees as he gripped your waist, pulling you onto him as he thrust into you with more force. He watched the way your breasts bounced with each push of his hips and he was even more fascinated with the way your cunt seemed to be made for him, pulling him back in each time. He fell to his left hand over you, wrapped his right arm around your waist and pulled you upwards. You supported yourself on your feet as he held your back aloft, changing the angle in which he thrust into you, and hit directly where he wanted to be. You cried out and clung to the sheets around you as he ground his cock into you, hips stimulating against your clit. Each rocking motion of his cock inside of you had your world tilting upside down until you could neither distinguish up nor down. Hot, molten pleasure shot out to your limbs and hardened as you came. Your fingers cramped as they bit into the sheets, toes curling in on themselves, and you were left gasping for air. Jeongguk’s grip on your back relaxed and soon you were melting among sheets and blankets as if they were going to absorb you whole. He laid down beside you slowly and pulled you to his chest. The steady rhythm of his heart grounded you and soon yours was matching its beat. His arms were firm around you with the silent promise of never letting you go.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” he whispered. You heard the uncertainty in his voice.

You turned in his arms to look at him. You were met with those same green eyes you had dreamed of since you were 13. This time, you weren’t letting this go, no matter what you lost from your previous life.

“I’ve wanted you since I met you. I’m not turning away for a fourth time, no matter how hard you try to break my heart.”

“You have to say the words, in order for me to…to keep you.”

You had heard legend that there was a simple aphorism in which the Fae could claim a human. You swallowed thickly and nodded, full of excitement and fear; fear of the unknown and what was to come.

“Take me away at evening’s soft light,” he said softly.

“Take me away at evening’s soft light.” Your voice was low, but confident.

“When the world grows quiet and the owl takes flight.”

Visions of your parents swam through your mind as you said the words. You loved them dearly and they you, but now was the time for you to move on.

“Take me now, to the world of the Fae.”

The air around you changed and shifted, charged with electricity as if there were about to be a storm.

“You’ll keep me now, forever I’ll stay.”

As stay came whispering from your lips a dim light glowed under his skin over his heart. It traveled, like a little ball of light, from him to you, settling in the exact same spot, filling you with warmth before fading away. You were his and his alone, destined to live an immortal life by his side.

Legends passed down through time. Your disappearance was discussed, and the story retold until outlandish ones were made that spread throughout the mountain country; told in homes by fireside, before children went to sleep at night, and grandparents claiming to have been there when it happened. In some, a wicked, evil Fae had kidnapped a girl and kept her as a slave to cook, clean, and provide for him as he saw fit, never letting her rest. In others, she was seized because the Fae was so taken by her beauty that he couldn’t possibly let anyone else have her. And then, there were those who had whispers of truth weaved among its words. She went willingly, out of love, giving up her mortal life to live life eternal.

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