#yandere heeseung imagines

[rinbowaman]

H I S M A R K : H E E D A M

WARNINGS: FLUFF, SMUT (UNPROTECTED), ORAL (MALE REC.), REFERENCE TO NONCON SMUT, MENTIONS OF FORCED BREEDING, SEX SLAVERY (HISTORICAL), DUBCON, MYTHOLOGY, ANCIENT HISTORY, SYMBOLISM, MARKINGS, YANDERE LOVE, OBSESSION, POSSESSIVE, FANTASY, MENTIONS OF KIDNAPPING, PARANOIA, STOCKHOLM SYNDROME, FORCED LOVE, ISOLATION, AND CURSING. NOT PROOREAD (YET).

THIS TAKES PLACE SHORTLY AFTER ‘CHILD OF THE SEA’ DRABBLE. ALL PART IF THE MERMAIDS TALE SERIES ON MASTERLIST.

This Drabble had me feeling something that is surreal I swear. Probably my favorite Drabble yet.

THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS IS NOT REAL.

For days, weeks, and months, you’ve questioned your sanity. It was the same routine; waking up in an unknown territory, wondering if you’ll ever get to experience freedom again. You’ve tried to calm yourself, but a factor prohibits you from gaining rest. It has been so long since you were able to roam the streets on your own, to visit the bakery that you loved so much, and to sip coffee while viewing the window of your high-rise apartment. It wasn’t that you couldn’t do the things you enjoyed in life, you just had to enjoy it…with him.

Over a year, this man had broken you down, restricted you of using your own senses, and prohibited in exercising your own way of thinking. No. Everything was about him. He made it that way to reflect his own spirit, since for him, everything was about you. You were all he sees, eats, hear, and breathes. It caused his insanity in which formed that insatiable love for you. He wanted you to rely on him, to think of only him, and to love him the way he does you. It’s…sickening. The worst part…was that you were actually starting to succumb to your weak heart.

The other day he made a great effort to impregnate you…the image plagues your mind, no matter what you’re looking at. You’ve tried to erase it completely, yet the view of his exposed throat, his thick neck in full display as he shoves and rests his length deep inside your womb, pumping out each string of release. His hands gripped your hips, slowly sliding up to your waist while he rests in between your legs, and his head remained flung back. His poignant Adams Apple bobs up and down delicately as he restlessly murmurs…’Uh-Uh-huh.”

He tells you that you should be grateful. For the rumors of his ancestors and their harsh breeding methods with Sirens were merely just to produce sons. At least with him, he did it out of love and passion. He tells you of how the sirens would eventually weakened to the desires of an Adams touch, and eventually grew to love their captors…which he predicted would become the end result for you.

‘It’s only a matter of time’ he says.

If only what he said wouldn’t hold any truth, yet as each passing day rotates in and out, you’re slowly coming to realize that he spoke the truth. It may not be out of your own willingness to return that love, but he didn’t care. All that mattered to him was the end goal, despite it being a result of Stockholm Syndrome. Regardless of his abusive method in claiming you, that love he displayed…it was getting to you.

‘It’s only a matter of time, baby. You will love me…you will, Siren.’

Sirens…a creature only read in mythology books, or poems and mentioning’s by philosophers. Who could ever believe that there was more truth to their existence?

A Siren cannot feel the physical touch, sensation, or feeling of anything. Not even pain at a high scale. Should anyone cut off your limb, or carve out an eye, you wouldn’t feel it. You wouldn’t scream. You wouldn’t even shed a single tear. No matter how many injuries your body would display, you’ll never feel the blister of the injury….unless it was done by an Adam.

The only person that can make you feel things. He knew that…he knew that too well. From the moment he sensed your expression and witnessed it at the party, he knew that something was amiss. He could feel it.

The Clan of Adam is what they are called, singularly referred to as ‘Adam’s’ named after the first man. The bloodline stemmed from the sons sired by Alexander the Great, that much you both knew. At least up until the moment he found the memento remnants of his late grandfather…who met a tortuous end by his grandsons hand.

“Huh…look what I found baby.” He holds the large book in both hands. It was ancient, laced by a gold chained binding, with thin wooden slats, polished to perfection with the inscription carved in the finest font. Elegant and edged with Hellenic images, charts, and astronomical symbols, you could tell that the contents contained knowledge that was unreal…stuff people read out of a fairy tale.

He pulls you back by tenderly holding your waist, sitting you on his lap as he sets the book before you. Resting it on your thighs, he passionately roams his palms up and down your ribcage, taking deep inhales as he whiffs in your scent, burying his nose at the back of your neck. “Mmm, fuck I love you.”

Your eyes begin to form tears…again. Yet each time you calmly sobbed, they became less and less watery. The feeling of touch, while initially had disgusted you, has now become the very thing you embraced. It was something you craved…and only he could give it to you.

“Read it baby.” He sighs out as he takes in another whiff. His hands lower their grip to your hips; his thumbs pressing in right above your derrière, beside your tailbone.

You arch your back as you winced your eyes. Your mind kept telling you to be strong and resist…but your heart told you the opposite. He pulls you in, smoothing your rear to grind and settle right on his bulge. “You’re sooooooo perfect…perfect for me.” He drags a deep tone as he flings his head back, lightly bucking his hips upwards. The sensation formed a familiar knot, a tightness that expanded until it snaps, releasing the flow of intense orgasm and pleasure. “P-please…please don’t—“

You gently spoke your words, moaning them out as you plead. You wanted it and didn’t want it. He reached up and around, turning your head to the side to face him, eloping you in a beautifully tender kiss. He grinds, and you move. He bucks, and you press in. Your bodies became a perfectly tuned rhythm of pleasure…and love.

“H-Heeseung…” you moan in between the small pecks. He lightly groans into your mouth, admitting a long and harsh lick up from your bottom lip to the top. “Aw fuck…yeah baby? You like that?” He doesn’t give you room to answer before re-sealing your mouth into a rather messier kiss. The twisting and twirling of tongue and the stroking of canines has completely melted you, and he could feel it on his crotch.

His hands migrate up and around, unionizing on your tummy. They slowly mesh downward and apply pressure as they rub on the flat canvas above your clit. It didn’t take long for him to find his way under your dress, his hands were so gifted in knowing the in and outs of feminine-styled seams. He hooks your panties and shove them to the side, and God..the way he could move his hands alone was enough to get you heated and moist. So wet.

Not once did he release your mouth. The flaring of your nostrils indicates the struggle for breath, yet the latching proved that it was all worth the struggle. Your lips quiver as your thighs shake; his fingers gently rubbing small circles right at the tip, surfacing a toil of piercing desire that raged within you like the fires of Hell. You moan some more in his mouth, hating how you were loving the way he explored inside you. That damn tongue of his…he was so experienced, being a former playboy, but now a committed husband who only had eyes, a heart, and soul, just for you.

“Oh Heeseung…mmmm! Oh please-“

“Fuck yeah baby. Never felt someone as good as you.”

His heart pelted against his chest, you could feel it underneath in between your shoulder blades as yours felt as if it would explode from within. He played around with your womanhood until he firmly gripped your waist, thumbs pressing against your back as his fingers dig into your torso. He lifts you just a tad, before slamming you down against his clothed groin. He continues to buck up while bouncing you in a momentum that was out of this world. You gasped out a series of yelps, all in sync with his motions. “Pl-please!!! Please..!”

“Please what? WHAT?” He whispers as he buries his nose and lips into your ear. “Fucking tell me what you want. Let me hear it.”

You reach up and gently palm the back of his neck, struggling to move smoothly as the quaking aches of pleasure and desire took over your body. “Ugh…please…please give it to me…”

You can’t believe you just said that…

He smirks. “Oh yeah baby…don’t worry, I’m going to.” He reaches beneath you to unzip his trousers when a sudden knock causes you both to pause.

His growl told you of anger and frustration as he bites down and grits a groan. His hands emerge up and grip your waist, slightly shifting you forward.

You whine out, begging for him to keep going. You cup his chin as you continued to melt against his chest, grabbing onto his free hand and resting it on your pelvis. “Please…please…Heeseung.”

What he wouldn’t give to satisfy you right now. Times like this, he truly sympathizes for you, and wanted nothing more than to give you everything you asked for. He gently takes your hand in his, causing you ti release his chin as he places a kiss on your forehead. “Shhh…I know baby. I know.”

He would have dismissed the person outside the door, instead, he mentally kicks himself in the ass. He was the one who summoned the curator to help translate the book after all.

“Hello, Mr. Lee. My name is Johnathan, I am the curator from the national library, we spoke on the phone. You stated you needed some assistance in translating some family artifacts?”

The young man was polite and well mannered, not at all losing composure, even after seeing you sitting on your husband’s lap, legs widespread. At least Heeseung reinstated the hem of your dress, layering it over the exposed parts. Maybe Johnathan was not at all familiar with the image of sexual desire, but it would otherwise seem quite obvious.

“I am sorry I’m late.” He states as he sets his briefcase on his lap, flipping the gold latches up.

“Not as sorry as I am right now…” Heeseung mutters against your ear, wincing as you admitted small and subtle waving motions at the hip, grinding against his groin. The pulse of desire hasn’t worn off inside you.

“What was that Sir?” Johnathan peeks up with a look of curiosity.

“N-nothing. What can you tell us about this?” Heeseung firmly wraps an arm around your waist as he leans forward, taking the book from your hand and passing it over. You whined as your body shifts forward from the leaned in motion. “Don’t worry…i’m never going to let you fall baby.” He whispers into your ear after taking notice of your hands gripping his thigh, halting the sliding of your rear on his lap. Meanwhile the curator remained completely oblivious as he closely admires the book. “Ah, the literature contains the ancient tongue that the Greeks used early on. It is most notably communicated by philosophers. Perhaps a well known philosopher drafted this.”

Johnathan examines each lettering and symbol, placing a magnifying device to study the engravings.

“Clan of Adam…interesting, I haven’t heard of them. Has your grandfather ever mentioned this clan to you before?” He speaks without lifting his head, keeping his eyes glued to the wooden frame.

“Maybe a couple times in reference to this heirloom.” Heeseung calmly fibs. If there was one thing you both agreed on, it was to keep your ancestries, and the knowledge of, a secret. Excluding the current lesson that was now being taught of course.

“Interesting. It says here that the clan were all male descendants of the first sons…sons of—“

“Alexander.” Heeseung calmly finishes as he pinches his grip, tightening his hold on your waist the moment he spoke out the name.

“Yes that’s correct. Alexander the Great, king of Macedonia.”

The curator continues to look over the slats, rotating the book as he studied the diagram of constellations and Greek symbols. “It says that the first sons of Alexander were hidden away in a monastery, many miles away from their kingdom. They were known as the first of the clan…says here they displayed inhuman abilities.”

Johnathan chuckles. “I see, this seems to be a book that contains speculation of fiction and fantasy. It talks about them battling mermaids—ah, sirens, as they are commonly referred in this book.”

Heeseung’s member twitches at the historical mentioning of your ancestors. You felt the snake-like feature of his size slithering and flickering under your thigh, causing you to gasp.

“This particular page goes into detail about the clans genealogy traits…saying that it derived from their grandfather.”

“Grandfather?” Heeseung raises a brow as he keeps his eye on the curator, yet shifts his mouth to place a kiss against your cheek upon hearing a small whine escape your lips.

“Yes sir…it says here that the late King of Macedonia and his wife, Olympias, was bedded by Zeus. This was recorded in private to a monk residing in the kingdom, and journaled after the king passed. Alexander took over the throne and was exposed to the secret of his origin, by his mother.”

The curator chuckles in disbelief. “Well that would explain why the clan could take down mermaids.” He laughs as he jests, little does he know that everything he had just relayed was whole-heartedly true.

Your eyes widen as he unveiled the truth behind the clans whereabouts. Descendants of Zeus? No wonder they held such tremendous power and combative abilities. They were commonly known as Spartans of the Sea.

Heeseung, being a former SWAT captain, eluded those traits. You’ve witnessed his training sessions he maintained simply for fun. The way he moved, the way he maneuvered in water, and his stamina…it was Godly.

Zeus…Zeus was the true father of Alexander…

“And the sirens were all daughters of —“

“Poseidon…” you calmly interject. Heeseung faintly smirks as he admires your side profile. “Yes ma’am, that’s correct. Have you both read this book?” The curator asks earnestly, subtly surprised by your perfect translation and knowledge of what was inscribed in the book.

“We looked it over prior to your arrival.” Heeseung states.

“Wow…so you both can read Ancient Greek?”

You both stayed silent as Johnathan’s innocent smile slowly fades. A moment of awkwardness fills the room. “Well…anyhow…there was a war between humanity and the sirens, and the godly descendants produced by Zeus engaged, becoming a formidable opponent to the sirens. In fact, it says here that the clan nearly wiped out the entire ocean of them, causing them to go nearly extinct.”

Heeseung taps against your thigh, vaguely whispering for you to stand just for a moment as he thanks the curator for his time.

“I’m sorry to tell you this book hardly exposes factual knowledge regarding your family, however, you’ll be pleased to know that it is a genuine artifact that is priceless. Should you ever care to get an appraisal, please do not hesitate to call us.”

“Without hesitation. Thanks.” Heeseung places the book to the side as he sees the young man out.

You sat by the window.

Descendants of Zeus…and Poseidon…you, and Heeseung.

He cups your cheek, gently forcing you to face him. “That pretty head of yours thinking about the history lesson we just got?” He smirks as he kneels down before you, reaching up as he strokes your hair. “All that talk about Gods and our lineage got me thinking baby…”

You gave an inquiring expression. “About what?” You calmly issue as he pulls you in for a kiss, never divulging an answer. “You’ll see.”

…………….

“Welcome to Brewery’s Coffee, what can I get for you?”

“Tall chocolate cream latte, and a venti Americano.”

“Is that all?”

“Yes.”

“What’s the name for the order?”

“Heeseung.”

The barista labels the cups. Handing the receipt, she admires the devastatingly handsome stranger as he walks to a table. Something catches her eye as she ogles his neckline. A small mark, looked to be of a tattoo, printed nicely and centered on the back of his neck. It was symbolic in nature, though she had absolutely no idea of what it entailed. “Do you see that?” She whispers to a fellow co-worker. They both admire the mark, when the latter recognized the main structure of the symbol.

“Oh! That’s the symbol for Pisces. The symbol represents commitment, and togetherness for eternity. I’m a Pisces myself, but I don’t know what that small symbol to the right of it is supposed to be.”

Heeseung takes a seat across from you, admiring how you sat patiently while he ordered the drinks. Not like you didn’t really have a choice, although now it seems he did manage to tame the shrew. You found yourself accepting the concept of belonging to him, especially after reading the history of his lineage.

Taking your hand in his, he rubs the back of your palm with his thumb. “You didn’t feel a thing, did you?”

You shook your head. “Me neither.”

Of course he wouldn’t. He’s too damn strong, some needle punctures would hardly faze him. You reach up and delicately smooth the tips over the back of your neck, yet couldn’t even feel your own phalanges as you attempted to search for it. He chuckles before reaching across the table. “Here.”

He takes your fingers and places it on a certain spot behind your neck. “Right there baby.”

You still couldn’t feel anything, other than the brush of his knuckles as he guides you to the matching mark. The sign of Pisces, with the respective symbols of the Gods that fathered both your ancestries. His, with Zeus, and yours with Poseidon.

Combined and side by side, it would form the Union of love…the love that he inherited for you…the love that you were forced to adapt to.

It was entirely his idea, of course. You recalled how he vividly told you of the theory in Zeus transforming Aphrodite and Eros into fish, paired together so that they may escape from the clutches of Typhon, the monstrous being. You laid on your stomach as the artist took his time to delicately outline the unique features of the custom symbolic nature of love and commitment.

After coffee, he brings you back home where he had every sense of focus to finish what was started earlier.

“Come here.” He gently calls to you as he flips two fingers up and flickers them, signaling for you to respond to his calling. His voice was tamed and gentle. So very calm and sensual.

You kneel before him as he took his seat, holding onto your hand. You lean forward in between his manspreading legs, guided by the subtle grip of your chin. He lures you directly to his bulge. “My woman…my life…my everything.”

You knew what he wanted, and you would never admit it aloud, but you wanted it too. The pains of yearning never left, it remained lodged deep inside your womb even after the curator left.

You unzip his trousers. It didn’t take long for him to whip out his cock, waving it in front of your face as if he was teasing you with it. Like quenching thirst, you caught the very tip of it with your parted lips, immediately swallowing as many inches as possible—and there were many. The man was gifted, such was expected as the descendant of a mighty God.

He groans out, holding the base of his shaft for you, while encouraging you to keep going. He collects your strands, and grips it in unison. Holding up your poneytail, there, in full view was the beautiful tattoo…his other half. Resting in the same spot as his, it nearly glows. He watches and maintains sight of it as you continue to bob for his girth.

“Thatta girl…keep going darling…get it while you can, I’m about to conquer you.”

You swipe your head up and down, motioning it with a sensual passion that could only be found in a love like this. One that was filled with so many contradictions, yet hold so much history. And with that history, came progression and transcendence. It was both frustrating and peaceful. Forceful, and yet consensual. It was…it was…

“Fuck! Get over here.”

“H-Heeseung!” You gasped outright as he used his god-like strength and lifts you up. He stands tall and straight, leaving you suspended in air against his chest as he grips your thighs, forcing you to straddle his groin. You hug his neck, embracing it against your breasts as you remain higher up while he cradles your rear, stabilizing his hold. Slowly…slowly, the moment you breached for all day, he finally inserts his stiffed muscle in between your slit. “Oh my God..!” You breathe out as he breaks you, inch by inch. The feeling was so different from the other day. This was different. The painful yearning that pounded your womb from within, sending tingles up your spine, and released a rushing flow of blood through your veins. All you could think about was being touched, being fucked, and being kissed over and over again, and he was the only one who could give it. The key to your release.

“Ah! P-please! Oh god please don’t stop!”

The very second he sat you against the hilt of his pelvic floor, he began thrusting at a phenomenal pace. God, was he perfect. He was so good, you just couldn’t contain yourself as it slipped…

“B-babe! Baby please!”

He pauses for just a second as he smirks against your neck. Did he just hear you call him ‘baby’?

He continues to grin as he slowly pumps up into you.

Realizing just what you had done, you found it useless to make excuses or to continue to fight it. Finally, after all that he’s done to trap and torment you mentally, he finally had you…all of you. You wave the white flag and surrendered. If it wasn’t in the endearing pet name that you sputtered out, it was in the tightening of your embrace as you pulled him close, thighs shaking and your derrière jiggling from the quivering jolts of pleasure…so good, it hurt like Hell.

“Say it again.” He snarls against your skin as he licks the underside of your chin. You shook your head, wincing your eyes as you refused initially, but he had his ways to make you give in.

One, two, three…no, four. Five! God…maybe it was twenty times, or more, he held you firmly and smacks his cock inside. It was brutally pleasing as he thrusts upwards, splattering the juices of his labor—and yours, everywhere. The offensive sound of his cock squeezing, squelching, and sliding in and out as his balls smack against your skin while he went in fast and hard, causing you to scream. Your mind blows away as you absorb his rhythm. “Ah! Fuck! Baby!”

There, he got what he wanted, and did he ever love it. He could hear you call him that, over and over again. And he did.

The undercarriage of your buttocks were painted with white, thick splatters of creamy and sticky fluids. The constant and solid tempo of his thrusts acted as a beater, stirring the semi-clear residue and turning it into a thicker consistency. A product of the love you both shared.

You scream out his name, gasping for air as the soft spot inside you releases, all thanks to the constant punching of his tip, and the pounding of his thick and lengthy cock. You dig your nails into his shoulders, the overstimulation makes you beg for him to tone it down but he doesn’t.

“TAKE IT!!!” He yells out against your skin as he holds and squeezes your cheeks together, creating a bubbling image of skin and muscle as your derrière becomes abused by the harsh grip.

Shooting everything he’s got inside, he holds you steady, burying deep. Pelvis to pelvis, hilt to hilt, you feel the pressure of his grip holding you down against his groin. A few minutes of his cock pulsating, pumping, and pushing, he finally loosens his grip. You slide down, legs still grasping his waist as he embraces your waistline, tumbling back. Bringing you down with him, he lays next to you on the silky bedding.

You both lay, admiring each others glistening skin. The beads of sweat dripping down your foreheads, the heat exhausting from your breaths, and the panting and heaving of your chests.

He pushes the wet strands away from your brow, leaning in and kissing you so passionately, he would have done his deity ancestor proud.

“…I love you.” You mutter out, nearly shamelessly and defeatedly.

He smirks as he gulps down a subtle swallow, already knowing, just waiting for you to say it. “I know.”

You couldn’t bring yourself to make eye contact, instead, you look away as he caresses your cheek, not minding the shyness you were displaying. “I could never be anything in life without you…daughter of the seven seas…you got me all to yourself. I live only for you.”

And with that, concluded this night, but birthed many more. This was only the beginning, what new life exists for you both? Now that you have each other…

And so the war between the Adams and Sirens came to an end, resulting in generations that mirrored the forbidden love between the two descendants. Mixing the bloodlines of Poseidon and Zeus, the clan formatted the ultimate beings, part God and part mortal. Despite the many rumors of the hostility the two parties initially held against each other, let it be known that no matter the history…no matter the bloodshed…by the prime example of sea maidens and sons of Alexander the Great, love conquers all.

@hoonieshoney and @sweeheehees 😏 they not cry or explode. Because I certainly almost did both when imagining heedam….BRO JUST TOPPED THE LIST.

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✧tag list✧: @baevsxii

✧warnings: Yandere/toxic themes, kidnapping, death

♡synopsis: Lee Heeseung loved the feeling of falling in love, wanting to kill or die for a girl he knows would stay loyal to him. He got unlucky thrice, the three cheaters now rotting 6 feet underground, post mortem reports manipulated. Then he laid his eyes on her. Y/n. A girl looking for not just love, but commitment, someone she can trust blindly, knowing he'll be there for her. A match made in heaven right? too bad for her, he's a fucking psycho.

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Y/n sat at the café table Criminology book open before her, Laptop just beside, her jaw rested on her palm. A large Matcha bubble tea that was barely halfway finished as she loved to drink expensive drinks like this, slowly. She had been taking notes of what she believes she needs to remember for her exam. 2 hours of revising, and she found herself getting distracted. "Baby I'll be home before you know it, yeah just at work right now" a male said into his phone, hanging up straight after.

Infront of him, another girl too a seat, a sweet smile, looking at him as if he's her world, he leaned into kiss her. Men. so fucking un loyal. Why is it so hard to find a man who could do the bare minimum and not expect something? Was she asking for too much?. the girl heaved a sigh to herself, feeling bad for whoever the unlucky girl was. She got on with typing her notes, not even getting distracted by a rather pretty man who had walked in.

However he was immediately captivated by her beauty. Black hair, a few blonde pale highlights, glossy lips, long lashes, and a very attractive sense in style. One would take a look at her and assume she's some rebellious teenager, only Heeseung saw a girl waiting to be loved, to be held in his safe arms, someone looking for her soulmate. He wants her, he needs her, I mean she's literally made just for him.

Lucky for him, most tables were full, he ordered a drink as he approached her "excuse me... you don't mind me sitting next to you do you?... all the other tables are well... full-" Heeseung said as y/n looked around. There were some empty tables, but she was a bit socially awkward around strangers, not wanting to get on the strangers bad side, she nodded with a soft smile, moving over a little. Heeseung sat beside her, leaving plenty of space. He took out his laptop as he got on with his work. Eventually she went to the restroom, leaving her phone behind with him. Using the little time he had, he bugged her phone and placed it just where it was before.

Since that day, he kept track of all of the people she knew. The girl was walking home one day, looking over her shoulder every few minutes, trying to shake off the feeling that someone was following her. It was late at night, she lives alone, the last thing she needs is to lure a demon into her safe space. So she decided to make sure of that, assuming that singing and vibing to the music she was listening to as she skipped home would de-attract any potential stalkers.

Heeseung found it cute seeing how she was really getting into her music. See to him, he assumed she was acting as if she was in a music video, just because she thought no one was around. She's just so fucking cute in his eyes. So fucking cute. Especially when she's begging and crying, her little brain trying it's best to process what was going on.

Heeseung made a little pouty face as he bent down to her level. He just kidnapped her, the girl now tied up in his basement, her mascara-tear stained face in his view. He wiped away her tears as he planted a soft kiss on her lips. "Oh don't cry pretty baby... I'm only here to protect you... I love you y/n and I know you will love me. but for that you need to stay at home with me." He explained.

5 days had passed since then. Y/n was stick in this ginormous palace-like mansion. Stunning, intricate designs in the walls, golden patterns in the roof, an elegant, dazzling chandelier in the centre of the room. Heeseung was too sweet, he's everything she needs but dangerous. He's fucking perfect, but a sick psycho. Y/n feels herself falling for him, yet she fears him.

Heeseung smiles when he sees y/n, her eyes scanning the window with a pout. There was a little bunny in the garden and y/n wanted to play with it, but now that bunny was no more, either it's been hunted down or it found a better place to graze. "Sweetheart... come here I have something for you" Heeseung called out as y/n silently walked over to him. The man slipped the opaque sheet off of a pretty big square-shaped item.

The item was a fairly big bunny cage, with 2 little fluffy bunnies, one white and one had brown spots. Y/n audibly gasped as she squealed "So so cute!!!!" she said smiling, the girl hugged him tightly as Heeseung smiled, hugging her back, kissing her forehead as she blushed at his acts. He's the one. Others may call her crazy for falling for a kidnapper... but how could she not? in a world full of whores and cheaters, this man seems so... human.

"c'mere bunny~" y/n cooed softly as the small white bunny that was at Heeseung's foot. She stroked the spotty one, playing with his ears. "I'm going to call you.... Rocky!... then I'll call her Reena, because Rocky and Reena are a couple!" she said with a smile. Heeseung snickerred finding her so sweet, her love for animals being so intriguing to him.

Y/n rested upon Heeseung's chest. He had killed quite a few men on the streets today, but you found it romantic, he killed those perverted catcallers just for you. "Baby... I want a pet baby pig" y/n pouted as Heeseung snickerred "I think that's impossible sweetie, we can visit a petting zoo, but I doubt they'd like us since we did eat pork today..." He pointed out as y/n giggled, her eyes meeting his. They kissed, the sickeningly sweet, addictive taste of his saliva filling her mouth. Never has she ever felt so loved before...

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Rocky and Reena were my bunnies, but they passed along w their 3 babies, only Suzi survived of the 4 babies they had</3 my poor bbys

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[luvyeni]

THE BUTTERFLY GARDEN ; LEE HEESEUNG

pairings. yandere!heeseung x fem!reader

wc. 1.4k

warnings. dark fic, reader is trapped , but heeseung has brainwashed her , oral (m. recieving) , unprotected sex , names (butterfly, baby, pretty) this is just fiction , this doesn't portray heeseung irl at all !

synopsis. heeseung loves you so much , his pretty little butterfly.

authors note. loosely based off a book i read called the butterfly garden by dot hutchinson , it's a really good book , i recommend it ! someone asked for a yandere heeseung fic and i thought of this

heeseung loved butterflies , he thought they were the most beautiful creatures he'd ever laid eyes on. as a kid , he'd go to his grandparents's house — his grandfather was very rich man , who had a huge mansion , with a huge green house , the size of a mini mansion — that's where his grandmother kept all her flowers , and butterflies.

he'd watch the butterflies fly around the green house, all sorts of different colors , he was mesmerized by them. when his grandparents past , he inherited all the money , along with all the properties , including the green house.

heeseung hadn't outgrown his obsession , rather he gained a new one , you. he saw you one day , working at a coffee shop he often visited , he couldn't keep his eyes off you. he could remember the outfit you wore , a yellow sundress , you were so sweet , the way you greeted everyone. your smile , you were so beautiful , like a pretty little butterfly... he had to have you , he needed to add you to his butterfly collection.

he watched you for silently months , learning everything about you , where you were from , your family name , favorite things. you didn't have many friends , so that was good , no one to really miss you. while watching you , he made some moderations to the green house , adding a beautiful bedroom , with all your favorite things , along with a bathroom. he made sure everything was perfect — perfect for his newest and prettiest butterfly yet.

it was so easy befriending you , you were polite to anything with a pulse , all he had to was introduce himself , and your friendship blossomed from there. you thought he was so cute , you never really got attention from boys , so it was new. you'd seen him multiple times at the shop , so you were aware of his existence. he was kind , and sweet.

you never saw the signs , you would have never believed that the doe eyed boy had a sick and twisted plan brewing. first he got rid of your family , isolating you from them , telling you lies , saying that they hated that you two were so close , that he was only using you as a charity case , until you stopped contacting them all together. your so called friends didn't even need any pushing , he just wired a few thousand into their bank accounts , telling them to back off. when you came crying to him , telling him that they completely cut you , he put a act , telling how he always said they were no good , that he was the only one for you , he was your only friend , you believed him , you believed that he was the only person who had your back , that everyone else basically hated you.

that's when he knew he had you...

that was was about a year ago , a year and 6 months to be exact. a year and 6 months since you last seen your family , or friends , or the outside for thay matter. a year and 6 months since he trapped you in his butterfly garden.

"butterfly , where is my pretty little butterfly?" you heard his voice , the door closing on the way in. "im in here!" you called from the bathroom , running out into the indoor fields where you spent most of your days , alone with the butterflies , watching them fly around. "hello pretty , it's been a while hasn't it." you smiled , nodding. "almost a month , i missed you so much." it was sick , you knew that , but he was your only source of friendship , that love that you so desperately craved.

"did you , i missed my butterfly too , i watched you from the camera , wishing to be with you while on my trip." he said , pointing to the camera in the corner. "maybe next time i can go with you." he shook his head. "now you know you can't , butterflies are fragile , people will hurt butterflies and i can't have you getting hurt and corrupted by those people , now can i?" he caressed your cheeks , noticing your frown.

"those work trips are boring anyway , i would rather be playing here with you in the garden." you knew what he meant by playing. "don't you like playing here with me and the other butterflies?" his doe eyes always made you feel bad about asking to go out , he knew that and he loved to use it to advantage. "i do , i promise i do love the garden." he smiled. "good , now don't ask about it again , okay?" you nodded. "i won't heeseung , i promise."

"good , now how about you show me those pretty wings of your , take off your shirt off for me." you turned around , taking your sweater off , revealing the huge tattoo on your back — butterfly wings. he had gotten them tattooed on your back the 4th day you were trapped here , it took almost 5 months to heal. "so pretty." he could feel himself growing hard in his slacks , just from the tattoo. "my pretty butterfly." he pressed his hard cock against your ass.

"i think you're the prettiest one here." he kissed your shoulderblade. "butterflies don't live long , but you , you'll last forever , won't you." he kissed your neck. "hee-heeseung." you moaned softly , he was sick , this was sick , you shouldn't want him to touch you , you shouldn't crave his touch. "i'll never let you go." he bit down on your earlobe , he genuinely meant what he said , he was never gonna let you go.

"get down on your knees." he said sitting on your bed once you reached your room. you sunk down to your knees , his bulge right in front of your face. "you see how hard i am for you?" he palmed his cock , unzipping his pants , his cock slapping against his stomach. "come on , grab it." he groaned as you wrapped your hands around his cock , jerking him off. "fu-fuck , put it in your mouth." you obeyed , taking him fully into your cavern. "sh-shit , just like i trained you to do , good girl."

he grabbed the back of your head , guiding you up and down on his cock , you gagged around his length , tears wielding in your eyes. "you looks so pretty , gagging on my fat cock , drooling." he grunted , pushing your head down , fucking up into your mouth. "fu-fuck im gonna cum , gonna cum down that pretty throat of yours." he whined , pushing your head down one last time , keeping you there as he came , hitting the back of your throat. "fuck!" he pulled you off him , you coughed , finally being able to breathe.

"you did so good , took my cum so well." he pulled you up , manhandling you on to the bed , putting you into his favorite position , face down ass up , so he can see the wings on your back. "such a pretty sight , my beautiful butterfly." he lined his cock up at you entrance. "so tight." he filled you up , his cock stretching you open like always. "your pussy is always so good , you feel so nice around me struggling to take my cock." he grunted , thrusting inside of you.

"fucking beautiful baby , gonna keep you here forever -fuck- the only butterfly i need." he began to fuck into your hole much faster , you gripped the sheets below. "fe-feels like heaven." his eyes were trianed on the tattoos as he fucked you , pushing your back down to hit a new angle that made you scream. "shit , heeseung im gonna cum." he grunted , fucking you faster. "fuck , cum for me , cum all over my cock." he rubbed your clit , you mouth formes a 'o' shape before you came , legs shaking.

"oh fuck , you're squeezing my cock , im gonna cum." he pushed your body flat against the bed , using your tired body to get himself off. "fuck , im cumming ngh fuck !" he whined , his cum painting your walls , pulling out milking his cock , more cum spurting on your back. "sh-shit." he stuttered , he breathing heavy. he looked down at your body , almost getting hard again , the way his cum looked on the wings , made his cock jump in arousal. "shit , i'm gonna get hard again if i keep staring at your pretty wings , covered in my cum like that."

you whimpered , trying to move away. "n-no more." your voice horse , body sensitive to touch. "i know , i know my fragile butterfly is so sensitive." he climbed off of you. "no need for clothes , i want to see my butterfly covered in my cum for awhile , just for me." he wanted to capture this moment.

"my pretty little butterfly"

©️LUVYENI

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[heeseung-min]

[18:17]

"I see you after class, okay?"

You said to your boyfriend, Sunghoon as both of you separated from each other since you guys take different classes. You watched how he pouted his mouth a bit so you decided to kiss it.

"Don't forget to text me after you done."

"Will sure do."

Some of Sunghoon's classmates envy him because to them Sunghoon is just a nerd and loser. Nothing attractive about him at all yet he can pulled you off easily. Some even saying that you dated Sunghoon as a dare from your friends since you approached him first.

"Huh Park, having fun with your fake girlfriend?"

Sunghoon sighed as he turned to face with his classmates, Jeno. The man has been pining for you for months. The day when the news about you dating Sunghoon dropped made Jeno went feral. He often bothered Sunghoon since both of them have same classes.

"She's not fake as you see, Jeno."

Jeno clenched his fists as he stared at Sunghoon with hatred. If both of them are not at public, Jeno would pull him to an empty class and beat the shit out of him. He came closer to Sunghoon and whispered to him.

"I will make sure Y/n be mine, Sunghoon. You better watch that."

Instead of getting scared or nervous like what Jeno hoped for, Sunghoon was smiling instead.

"You can try Jeno but you will never win."

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I will be home late, baby. Eat the dinner first.

You read the text as you slurping on your noddles while watching the television. It feels bored without Sunghoon. You guys got only few minutes to see each other after classes before your boyfriend said he needs to cover shift at his work today. You are okay with that you know how hard he work to provide for both of you. You groaned when your favourite drama got cut by a sudden news.

"A man has found with no head on the field at Hankuk highschool. The security guard said he was just looking around as usual until he spotted someone was laying on the field. He shouted to the person and became scared when his light flashing to the body but has no head. The police are doing investigation now so we want to remind all of you to stay at home and make sure to lock it."

You turned when you heard the front door got opened and open your arms when Sunghoon arrived. He smiled lazily while walking to you and let himself fell to your arms.

"I miss you, baby."

"Hoon, it's been few hours only."

"Well, I still miss you in those hours. Will not covering any shifts anymore. I want to spend my time properly with you."

You caressed your boyfriend's hair and then left some kisses from his ear to his neck. Knowing how hardworking he is, you praised him while patting on his back.

"Work must been hard. You did a good job, Hoon."

"Yeah."

It was fucking hard.

It was hard getting rid of Jeno.

But at least he did good job as you say.

Now, Jeno will not get in between of you and Sunghoon.

🤭🤭🤭😁😁😁😁😁 this oneshot heavily inspired by glasses Sunghoon😵‍💫😵‍💫

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[chlorinecake]

If it's possible, could you make a yandere enhypen story, where the reader usually goes out late at night to a convenience store for some late night snacks, but some pervert tries her, but one of the members had been following her and help her, I'm sorry if it doesnt make any sense but yeah...😀 (recently my delusions have been getting to me)

“convenient chances” 🎱 

pairing: stalker!yandere!enhypen x afab!reader

cw: harassment, violence, mentions of smoking, paranoia/anxiety, language, kidnapping, bad-ish ending lol

wc: 3.1k — read part ll and lll here

LIKE A DUNGEON with fear cementing every corner, you struggle to savor the silence in your waking life.

Doubting all and believing none, your close friend Sunoo convinced you that your nervous aches and night sweats were a mere result of paranoia. He always judged the way you’d peek over your shoulder in public as if waiting to be attacked.

Clicking sounds from your window startled your rest during the night, with nightmares of seven tall hooded strangers blinding your judgement.

You're sure everyone's experienced the phenomenon of “gaze perception” at least once in their lives, in which a person might sense or assume that a pair of predatory eyes are stalking them from afar.

You didn’t like to use the word trauma to define your past experiences, but this wasn’t your first time feeling like a cloud of trouble waited to pour down on you. At this point, all you could do was hope that your intuition wasn’t right this time.

It was only a few months ago when you broke up with your abusive ex-boyfriend, Jay. The memories still linger as if they occurred yesterday, freshly cryptic in your mind. From your point of view, he started off as a charming casual acquaintance, which soon developed into a crush and then a toxic relationship. He outlined a list of rules for you to follow when he was away, ordering you around like a child. Anytime you even came close to breaking one of his orders, he’d beat the shit out of you, saying that his rage was out of love.

From Jay’s point of view, you weren’t just an obsession, but a belonging—his favorite humanoid toy to play with. He threatened that if you ever left him, he’d come back for you one day, saying that he’d never stop watching you.

And so, you moved. Not far, but a good distance away. You didn’t feel protected anymore in your usual environment. Though, there was one place in which you felt completely safe—free from watchful eyes and hostile hands. It was the tatty old convenience store a few blocks from where you live. The place hadn’t developed much since what appeared to be a decade or two ago, but they always supplied the most tasty, high quality snacks you could get your hands on.

As silly as it may sound, the fallout shop was your haven, and you grew particularly fond of shopping there late at night when it was less crowded.

You walked passed the familiar electronic doors, the fluorescent ceiling lights sparkling off of the bleach-mopped tiles. The usually uplifting radio station was replaced with the chilling whoosh of air circulating through the vents.

“Hello! Welcome to Goldman’s 24-hour convenience,” a friendly accented voice chimed. “Hello,” you returned with a nod, a bit confused by the new face. The usual cashier was an elder women by the name of Mandy. Her laughter alone could make some of your darkest nights glimmer again.

The young man wore a name tag on his dark blue collared shirt: Jake. You couldn’t help but wonder why Mandy wasn’t working her usual night shift, but you didn’t care enough to interrogate the seemingly content boy.

Picking up a hand basket, you explored the aisle's shelves in search for something savory or sweet to snack on. Your gaze swiveled ahead of you before landing on the sight of two hooded strangers blocking your path. This time, a bit of their faces showed, revealing the devious smirks that spoke so many silent words through their sealed lips:

You can run, but you can’t hide from us, ____. For as long as we live, you’re not allowed to feel safe anywhere.

Goosebumps sprouted on the surface of your skin, nerves dancing around in your fingers until they became wobbling rods. It’s almost like you forgot to breathe due to the overwhelming terror, feeling frozen from within as the plastic basket slipped from your grasp, a loud clatter echoing throughout the store.

You remembered all of the horrible things Jay said he would do to you once he found you again. The bruises you concealed with makeup that Jay referred to as his "strawberry kisses” would have nothing on what you felt was coming your way.

“Are you okay, miss?” A kind male voice asked, snatching you from your trance and back to reality. You turned to meet the man behind you, revealing his concerned yet warm features. He picked up the basket you dropped, still processing that your mind successfully tricked you into seeing something that wasn’t actually there.

“Yes, I’m alright, t-thank you,” you smiled but it didn’t reach your eyes, looking more awkward than reassuring.

He pressed three finger's against your forehead, “I don’t think you’re being honest with me,” he frowned, your hot and damp forehead telling him that something was wrong. “I’m sorry, I haven’t even introduced myself yet,” he stuck out one hand for you to shake and the other to pass you back your basket. “My name is Heeseung,” he smiled, “I’m new in town with an affinity for convenience stores.”

“____, with an affinity to drop flimsy baskets in public,” you replied, suddenly feeling at ease from the humor. You started trailing to the ramen section and Heeseung was walking behind you. If it wasn’t for his kindness earlier, you’d probably be freaking out about how close he was. You reached for a spicy udon noodle pack that came with dehydrated tofu and seaweed sheets. Meanwhile, Heeseung grabbed a can of Spam and chicken flavored ramen.

“Speaking of your liking for convenience stores, I come here almost every night and I’ve never seen you before.“

“Well, yeah, I’m usually here earlier in the day. I just happened to need some gas and got hungry while waiting, so I decided to stop by for my favorites,” he peered into your basket, "You might wanna get some milk with those, too. It's ungodly how spicy they are!"

"I know, right? They're just so delicious, I can't resist them..."

"Still, Sapporo Ichiban instant noodles are the best! They always cook perfectly. Never too soft or too firm. It's my comfort food, honestly. I wanna hug the person who created them," he replied passionately.

"Eh, you're just gonna ruin 'em anyways."

He gave you a double look, "Are you passively judging my cooking skills or fat shaming me?"

"Neither. I'm shaming that pink block of salt you're gonna punish your organs with."

He scoffed, "This anti-Spam movement is outrageous! I'm starting an online protest where you'll be the number one convert."

"As if I'd ever try that...stuff," you rejected.

"Welp. More for me, I guess," he mumbled, digging into his jacket pocket.

“Dammit, I forgot my wallet in my car,” he said, placing his basket high up on the shelf. “If you see anyone try to take my stuff, kick ‘em in the shin for me,” he said before running out of the shop.

Analyzing your surroundings, you noticed that a few groups of shoppers and some solo snackers began raiding the bread aisle. You distracted yourself by heading to the refrigerator section, considering Heeseung’s recommendation of getting a smooth beverage to accompany your spicy noodles, tossing in a pack of strawberry flavored Pocky's on your way.

That’s when you felt an arm wrap around your waist, pulling you in before giving your head a sniff, his nose was wet and cold like a dog as he inhaled your scent. “What the hell are you doing?” You barked, pushing the creepy stranger away.

He was a middle aged man with a receding hairline and a few scars decorating his thin chapped lips. You wondered how many of those scares came from women he tried that “arm around the waist” shit on.

“Sorry, doll. I’m a hugger and figured you might've needed one,” he grinned, revealing the gnarly set of teeth that lined his grey gums. You couldn't tell if it was his foul breath or filthy clothes that smelled more like smoke. Either way, you were thoroughly disgusted by him.

“Well, you should learn to ask before throwing yourself on people,” you retorted, reaching for a container of banana milk.

“You like swallowing bananas, cutie? I bet I could force four of 'em down that pretty mouth of yours,” he slithered while adjusting himself in his pants.

What the hell is wrong with this guy, you thought to yourself.

You tried to ignore his lunacy, only for him to grip your ass like a stress ball, landing a harsh slap across the curve of your jeans. You yelped at the sting, your own words being caught in your throat from the shocking act. You couldn’t believe that this freak actually just did that to you.

He met your eyes with a wink, smelling his hand as if you just provided him with an expensive perfume sample, "You got a lover at home, sweetheart?"

Tears dared to pour from your rage-ridden eyes as you balled your fists so tight, your bones might break. That's when a protective figure filled your blurry peripheral vision, stepping in front of you to block the man off as he tried grabbing you again, pushing him with such a force that he lost his balance.

“The hell do you think you’re doing, y'scrawny mother fucker,” he growled, pulling up is pants.

“You can’t do that kind of sick shit to people, pervert! Now get the hell outta here or I'll call the police,” the younger boy fought back.

“I was just trying to have some fun, kiddo. Ain’t nothin' wrong with that. I bet honey doll misses me already,” the older man went on, licking at his lower lip.

“I’ll knock every last rotting tooth from your mouth if you don’t leave in the next five seconds-"

“Hey, what’s going on over here?” Jake asked in the middle of the commotion, the older man already fleeing the scene. Jake looked at the younger boy first before eventually meeting your eyes. You wish you could hide how shaken up you felt. The container of milk was bleeding out its strong banana scent on the once spotless floor, tears finally streaming down your cheeks.

“Oh my God, Jungwon, what happened,” Heeseung came running over, asking the boy who defended you. “It was nothing,” you interrupted before Jungwon could answer, the three boys standing dumbfounded around you in a puddle of banana milk. “Do you need a ride-" “Don’t worry about me,” your voice cracked in embarrassment.

Is there any way to explain how the world made you ashamed of your own tears?

You left your basket behind, apologizing to Jake who had to clean up the sticky mess. You didn’t wanna leave just yet, afraid that the older guy might be waiting for you outside, so you went to the ladies restroom instead to call your friend Sunoo.

“____?”

You cleared the lump in your throat before answering, “Sunoo,” you began shakily, “I need you to come and pick me up from Goldman's.”

“You sound terrible, is everything okay? You’re worrying me, what happened?”

“I’m sorry, Sun. Everything’s okay, I just really need you right now.”

“____,” he sighed. You suddenly felt guilty for even calling him.

“Sunoo, if you can’t make it, I won’t be mad at you,” you said in between the silence, trying to encourage him to make a choice.

“I-I can’t, well, I can, but, not soon, at least. I’m only an hour away, if you’re willing to wait that long.” The pity in his voice made you wanna cry all over again. Looking at the time on your phone, it was six minutes til midnight, and you refused to haul your best friend out on the road this late. “No, that’s alright, Sunoo. I’ll just call an Uber.”

His side of the phone fell quiet for a moment. “____, I know how much you hate Uber's. Don't do that to yourself because of me."

"I'll be okay, Sun, just get yourself some rest."

He paused before asking, "Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I’ll talk to you later, okay?”

“Of course! Call me when you get home!”

You finished up in the bathroom, mentally preparing yourself to face the strangers beyond the not-so-comforting walls of the restroom. To your surprise, Heeseung and Jungwon were still in the store. Huddled around Jake at the checkout counter, the three of them took loud sips from steaming cups of ramen. “Hey, ____,” Heeseung began, resting his snack on the counter. “We could help you file a report against that guy, if you want.”

Jungwon met your eyes with his own sincere ones, “He should pay for the way he treated you.” Jake put your basket from earlier on the counter, dry items taking the place of the previously wet ones.

“Do you still want these," he asked shyly. After everything that happened, you felt empty in more than one way. Some warm broth and noodles is exactly what your body needed at the moment. You nodded, handing Jake a $20 bill. Beeping sounds immediately met your ears as he scanned your items with a strange haste. You looked back to Heeseung and Jungwon.

“Getting the police involved will only make it harder for me to forget this ever even happened. Thank you for your concern, though,” you smile at the humble pair before they took the final gulps from their ramen cups before discarding them.

“Here’s your change,” Jake chirped, handing you the plastic bag of goodies. “Thank you,” you bowed, heading to the exit.

“Y'sure you don't need a ride?” Jungwon asked. You flashed him your phone screen. “Uber,” was all you said before walking into the black of the night, the sliding doors closing behind you.

According to your smartphone, you should expect your chauffeur, Sunghoon, to arrive shortly in a black truck with tinted windows. The vehicle came speeding through the parking lot, a chill wind hitting your features. The truck was so dark, that it almost blended into the night. He rolled down the window, looking you up and down.

"Name?"

"Uh, ____," you said, his blunt question catching you off guard.

"Get in," he replied, directing a thumb to the back seat, unlocking the door as you slid in, bumping into another passenger. Immediately caught by his dark eyes, the boy waved slightly, muttering a deep “Welcome aboard,” before fixing his gaze out the window again. The truck sat idly as Sunghoon delayed taking off, exchanging a few hushed words to the guy sitting in the front passenger's seat.

Click.

The backseat doors opened from both ends, Heeseung, Jungwon, and Jake joining you in the black vehicle. "Scoot over, Niki," Jungwon complained, trying to get comfortable in the crammed space. That's when you saw one last person join you all in the truck, his face capturing the moonlight like a thief.

"Sunoo?! W-what are you doing here? I thought you were an hour away!" All he did was frown in response. He always made that face whenever he was hiding something from you. "Sunoo," you pressed, nudging his shoulder.

"Oh please, would you just shut the hell up already," the hostile driver growled at you.

You screwed your eyes brows in confusion, "What's going on here," you inquired, now feeling anxiety start to creep up on you.

"The very thing I warned you about before you abandoned me," the front passenger bit back.

That voice. You knew exactly who it belonged to.

It was Jay, your looney ex-lover, sitting right in front of you. An angry yet pitiful scowl contaminated his handsome features.

You pushed through Heeseung, reaching for the door handle, only for Niki, the quietest yet scariest one, to snatch your wrist, pulling you into his tantalizing grip. "Let me go," you yelped, only for Jungwon to harshly cover your mouth.

Screech.

Sunghoon pulled off at a dangerous speed, causing your bodies to shake in the truck. Heeseung crossed his legs cooly as if he wasn't just casually talking with you in the store, “So when do we get to have fun with her, again? It’s not like she did any good entertaining me through conversation.”

Jake rolled his eyes at Heeseung, “I could’ve used your enthusiasm when I had to stuff that fat old chick in the freezer. Alone. On top of that, I had to mop the floor quintillion times before the blood stains got out.”

“At least you’d make a good house husband,” Sunghoon joked.

You felt your heart sink to the pit of your stomach at Jake’s confession: He killed Mandy.

"I'm sorry, ____," Sunoo whispered, fighting back tears as he hid his face from you.

Everything was starting to make sense now.

The visions of seven hooded boys.

The clicking sounds you'd hear from outside your window at night.

The way you could never shake the feeling that you were being watched.

Jay’s past words echoed in the back of your mind:

"If you ever decide to leave me, don't ever think that you'll get very far before I catch up. I'll always be watching you."

You bit Jungwon's hand, causing him to retreat his palm from your flushed face. "Sunoo, you betrayed me! You told me that I was paranoid when you knew exactly what was going on behind my back! I felt safe with you...I trusted you! And you fucking lied to me!"

"God, I've had just about enough of her nagging," Niki said, landing a fisted blow across your face. As you faded out of consciousness, Jay tried to soothe your daze.

“Even though I betrayed you and beat you, it was only my funny way of expressing how much I love you. Can’t you see that I did all of that out of love?”

You could still hear Sunoo pleading for your forgiveness in the background as you held onto the last strand of your consciousness.

"I've been watching you for a long time, love. You always try to escape me and I never understood why you just wouldn't listen to me. All I've ever done is love you and try to protect you. This time, I’ll make sure you’ve learned your lesson.”

And that was the last thing you heard before retreating to the vacancy of your mind, floating around in the silence of your oblivion. Left in the hands of seven reckless boys who’d successfully lured you into their cat trap, you didn’t know what to expect once you’d open your eyes, but you knew it wouldn’t be anything good.

In that time, you came to the unsettling conclusion that broken toys were Jay’s favorite, and if you weren’t already broken upon being found, you would be by time he’s done playing with you.

☆ ᴀ/ɴ: in no way, shape, or form does this fanfic intend to romanticize unhealthy relationships or abusive behaviors. i simply write for entertainment and creative purposes. thus, reader discretion is always advised.

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[rokomoi]

•.*“lovers from the past”*.•

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pairing: heeseung x reader x sunghoon.

synopsis: after graduating college and finally being independent after that incident and getting a job at the FBI, life was going great but he came back to haunt you, taunt your skills as a detective.

word count:12k(yikes💀)

disclaimer: THIS IS ALL FICTION!. english isn’t my first language, apologies in advance for any grammatical mistakes and errors. this is not proofread, i pulled words out of my ass and put them together. reader will be using female pronouns and will be described as one but skin colour will not be mentioned.

trigger warnings: murder, blood, guns, drugs, a lot of death, violence, manipulation, heeseung himself should be enough as a warning, sunghoon cuz he can’t take his job seriously and a whole a lot of other nasty stuff that i forgot to include (PLEASE proceed with caution).

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1993, end of February in Seoul, South Korea.

“I swear to god, Heseeung. Stop shoving your camera in my face!” Sunghoon whined loudly. Waving his hand around to try and block the camera that was currently being held by Heeseung as he ignored his pleas and continued to shove it closer to his face. Heesubg laughed in his face as Sunghoon whined and tugged on my sleeves to protest against Heeseung. “Your little girlfriend won't do anything, man up Sunghoon” Heeseung teased at him, raising his eyebrows cockingly at a now very grumpy Sunghoon, my eyes went back and forth between the two of them, feeling the tension between them rise as I slotted myself between their two bodies. “That's enough you two, acting like two toddlers. You can record sometime later for the memories.” I pointed a finger at Heeseung, and he could only nod with a smile on his face as he turned his camera off and put it away in his bag. “This feels surreal, finally graduating from that shithole.” Sunghoon yawned as he slung his arm over my shoulder, pulling me closer to his body as he planted a kiss on my head, making me giggle out in response as I glared at Heeseung who fake gagged as he side-eyed us, “Get a room you two lovebirds…disgusting.” He grumbled out, making Sunghoon stick out his tongue at him and Heeseung could only return it with a middle finger as we walked beside the pavement on the busy roads and streets of Seoul as petals of cherry blossoms fell down and made the amber sunset seem more majestic. Before soon meeting up with the others at a nearby park to hang out one last time as seniors before everyone parts their own ways. Whilst there, while the sky had already darkened and the stars started to shine, Heeseung had been kind enough to offer to get some snacks and drinks from the corner store nearby as we all cheered at his sweet gesture and he strolled off into the dimly lit park. A few moments later, Heeseung returned back with a bunch of bags filled with snacks in his hand but there was something off about him, he kept grumbling about how some random old man at the store kept treating him wrongly and yelling at him for even breathing near him, he was fuming as he grumbling about him, Sunghoon not doing any better as he chimed in and agreed with the said old man and taking his side at how he would do the same if he was his age toward Heeseung. I eyed Heeseung from the corner of my eyes, watching how his jaw clenched and how his eyes narrowed at Sunghoon and how his knuckles turned white from how hard he was gripping the Coke can in his hand, he fake laughed at Sunghoon’s joke which honestly made me feel uncomfortable under his sudden change of aura as his eyes twitched in anger and lowered his gaze down. He mumbled a sentence under his breath that made my eyes almost pop out of their sockets as I turned to look at him with a shocked expression, my breathing started to get faster the more his words echoed in the back of my head.

“I'll kill him or anyone who has done me wrong when I grow up…”

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2001, November 15 on a very freezing night.

Heeseung had a very bright future ahead of him, one that everyone dreamed of during their childhoods, teens and even some elders. He had a high-paying job, the looks to woo a girl in just a matter of seconds, the intelligence that everyone wanted and envied, and most importantly the mannerisms of a very polite gentleman that made every elder wished he was their sons, and every girl wished they would marry such a gentleman like him. But..it was all wrong. And you could ask me about him. I still remember that one night, which still to this day makes a cold shiver run through my spine and my chest tighten so tightly that it immediately triggers a breakdown for me.

An audible sigh left my dry lips, finishing the last bit of the e-mail I was typing away in front of me, quickly hitting send as I finished the last word. Making me sigh yet again, pulling my protection glasses off of my face as I brought my hands up to rub at my dry as a desert eyes. I leaned my aching back against into the softness of the office chair, resting my head on the neck pillow that Jay got me on the first day of my job because “you would need it after staring all day at that computer, and dealing with Sunghoon.”. and of course, still as a trainee in a major job like the FBI was puzzled so much as I took the gift from his hands, I did not understand what he meant that day but I understood what he meant after being here for about two years by now. I snickered to myself quietly as the memory of that day played in my head, a fond grin formed on my lips but it quickly dropped as I fluttered my eyes open and glanced around my messy desk, a bunch of mugs half of them still filled with now cold coffee and some empty, paperwork, folders and pens all scattered around and most importantly the small picture frame of my parents and me in the corner. My breath started to get shaky now the more I stared at them, how much happier we looked during that day and it definitely affected me. I bit down on my lower lips, flinching a bit as a hand came and pushed the photo frame down, my eyebrows were knitted together as I raised my head up to stare at a very tired and heavy eye-bagged Nicholas, a mug of his millionth coffee of the day in his hand with his lab goat and one glove still on his other hand.

“don’t want you staring at them and crying like a crybaby, m’kay?.” He simply uttered out. taking a small sip of his coffee before he wished me a good day and went away to stride back to the forensics team lab before Jake, Lee know and Euijoo somehow manage to fuck up evidence and destroy all the progress in the case. I huffed and puffed, staring one last time at the now-laid flat picture frame. shaking my head as I raised myself up, taking my ID from my messy table and holding it in my hands as I went about my way towards the room where everyone could possibly gather around if they found something new with the cases. Before I could even slide the glass door open, I could already hear the loud bantering that was happening inside, I could only recognize one voice among all the others, and it was Sunghoon’s.

“are y’all playing or doing your fucking jobs?!” I grumbled loudly as I slid the door open harshly. making everyone in the room go mute except for Sunghoon who kept on clinging to a very disgusted and disturbed ni-ki. all heads turned my direction, some hanging their heads low as they mumbled out apologies, I sighed out as my heels clicked against the marble flooring, striding my way towards Sunghoon and grabbing him by the back of his jacket and pulling him off of poor Ni-ki. ni-ki beamed a smile at me as he bowed his head, thanking me as I returned that smile to him, my nose scrunched up in grimace as I took in a whiff of the prominent alcohol smell on Sunghoon’s clothing. I turned my head towards the direction of the boys in the room, all sitting around the big round table, parting my mouth to speak up but Yudai already spoke before me.

“don’t worry, we already gave him a sleeping pill.” He exclaimed. shrugging his shoulders at me then going back to drinking his coffee like nothing was happening in front of him, I turned my head towards Sunghoon again, who was now all heavy eye-lided and who could easily pass off as a zombie. I tsked at him, letting go of his clothes as he crashed down onto the leather couch in front of him, letting his drunken state dive deep into slumber. I took my usual seat between Jay and Jungwon, making myself comfortable before speaking up.

“any new clues? cases? crimes? just anything..” I trailed off. feeling the fatigue get to me the more I sat and glanced around the table, Jay hummed beside me as his hands flipped through the pages of the folders in front of him. “well, we’ve got a new guy on our hands. a guy who sticks antlers into his victim's heads after killing them.” Jay trailed off, I turned my head to the side to stare at him, puzzlement reading off of my facial expression as I stared at his side profile, trying to figure out if he was just joking or not. “wouldn’t that make him a hunter then? a deer hunter?” Sunoo asked from the other side of the table, raising his pretty face up from the computer he was writing on as he looked around the room, his face going blank as everyone stared at him dumbfounded. “why?..I’m just stating the facts!” He grumbled out. giving us his signature eye roll before he packed up his things and went out of the room, ni-ki followed him close by as he trailed behind him like a dog as they probably went back to the cafeteria to eat or just went back to their offices to work on getting more evidence and hacking into electronics.

Jay slammed his hands on the table, starting to pick up his folders and everything that belonged to him, he turned his head towards me. “I’m gonna go check out the crime scene, wanna join me?” He asked. I nodded my head slowly at him before getting up, wishing everyone a good day before exiting out of the room with him. we could only walk away from the room about a meter or two before Jay turned around because he started to hear groaning from behind him. He let out a very loud frustrated sound as he rubbed at his temples, I stared at him with frowned eyebrows, cranking my head back to see what made him so distressed, honestly it made me stressed as well. “you fuckers..stop leaving me alone and going on duties without me.” A very drunken Sunghoon slurred out in his drowsy voice, as he slumped his tall frame towards us whilst whining about how nauseous he felt. “this is gonna be my worst nightmare.” Jay murmured out. as Sunghoon latched his bigger body onto me, making me whine about how hard his fingernails were digging into my skin as Jay just watched us with an already burnout look on his face.

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during the crime scene, somewhere deep in the suicide forest of Tokyo.

Jay dipped under the yellow warning tapes scattered around the crime scene. quickly bowing to his superiors as he went to put on his gloves to look and poke around the scene. Sunghoon hummed behind me as he looked around the scene in front of him with heavy eyes, I sighed as I turned my head back to look at him, almost feeling pity for him as I watched him even struggle with the simplest task of putting on gloves, I finished putting my ones on as I walked over to towards him, taking the situation into my own hands as I helped him with it. “mhm..thank you, pretty girl”. He uttered out pretty drunkenly. giggling to himself as he skipped his way over next to Jay before quickly following him behind. I placed a hand over my nose as it was immediately struck with the strong metallic smell of blood. My eyes widened a bit in shock as I glanced at the victim in front of me, their torso all sliced open and their ribs sticking out of it as they were shoved down onto some bigger antlers, the antlers piercing through their skin and body as it made me feel even more sick than I already was. Just like as Jay said, antlers were stuck into their heads, making them appear as ‘deers’.

“..this is an artistic way to mutate a person,” Sunghoon murmured next to me. Turning my head to glance up at him as he was carefully observing the scene in front of him with his thick eyebrows knitted and his lips formed into a thin line. I dropped my head down to do the same thing he was doing, crossing my arms over my chest as I eyed the state of the victim. I was too focused and way too deep into my thoughts to even hear the small banter going on beside me between Sunghoon and Nicholas. “What the hell were you thinking when you touched the corpse?!” Nicholas yelled at him, pointing a finger and all at a very confused Sunghoon. “I was just trying to test something out!” Sunghoon grumbled back at him. This only added more fuel to Nicholas as he lowered his pointing finger, making a very stressed Euijoo calm down from trying to break them up from creating another crime scene here. Nicholas exhaled heavily, narrowing his already sharp and tired even more at Sunghoon as he simply just shrugged at him. “Boy, I'm gonna replace you with the victim, now come here!.” Nicholas barked back as he launched at Sunghoon, but Sunghoon was quicker as he ran away from him Nicholas followed behind him as he spitted out curses at him in Taiwanese. My breath hitched in my throat, feeling my throat closing up as my shoulders shook slightly. “JAY!..the victim's heart and lungs are missing!” I yelled out to Jay who was all the way on the other side of the crime scene, feeling the nausea growing in me.

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Inside Heeseung’s house, 2001, November 16th on a cold morning.

I hummed a song to myself as I finished up the last bit of touches to my eggs, taking the pan off the stove and platting it next to the special sausages I made yesterday and the two slices of homemade bagels. Smiling to myself in satisfaction as I laid the pan down in the sink to soak with the other kitchen tools. I poured myself a nice warm cup of coffee, perfect for this time of the year as I sat on the kitchen island, digging into my plate as my eyes scanned through the newspaper in front of me. A chuckle erupted out of the back of my throat as my eyes caught a familiar headline.

“The Deer Hunter serial killer strikes again!”

That frankly made me giggle in response the more I read about this section of the newspaper, I raised an eyebrow as I sipped on my coffee. “How is she supposedly the best FBI detective in the world but can't solve these cases?” I murmured to myself. I stifled back my laughter, shaking my head as I threw the newspaper over my shoulder. Going back to devouring my breakfast as I glanced down at the knife in front of me, picking it up as I gazed at my small reflection displayed on the knife. I smirked cunningly at my reflection, raising my eyebrows at myself before shooting my head backwards as I heard something crash upstairs, making me eye the stairways suspiciously as I gripped my hold stronger on the knife. Then the reality hit me, making me drop everything in my hands, my mug crashing onto the expensive and clean floor as the coffee spilled everywhere, the knife crashing and clanging down beside the spill as I frantically searched through the kitchen cabinets, feeling my breathing patterns getting shakier along with my hands getting shaky as I started yelling out in frustration as I broke everything whilst searching for my pills, finally finding the bottle of pills, spilling out some onto my palm and the rest going on the floor as I shoved the ones in my palm into my mouth dry, using my saliva to swallow which made me choke on them for a bit before they finally went down, making the voices in my head and shadows in my pherial vision going away. I gasped out for air, running my hand through my damp hair as I leaned my back against the cabinets, trailing my now lazy and heavy eyes around the now-messy kitchen, I let the effect of the pills take over me as I fluttered my eyes closed.

I really didn't want to deal with them today…

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I audibly huffed out in frustration as my fingers gripped the steering wheel of my car, tapping my nails anxiously as I chewed down on my lips, my leg starting to bounce up and down from the anxiety that was building up in my chest, tightening it as I felt the air in my car get too stuffy. I let my head hang low and rest my forehead against the steering wheel, staring down at my lap as I felt my eyes starting to moisten again, all the nausea coming back to me from the crime scene of yesterday to the many ones I've been seeing every single day because of this goddamn killer, so, of course, that night also. How could I ever forget that night when he…A knock on my car window made me jolt out of my headspace, raising my head to stare at whoever was at my car window, I blinked away the tears to clear my vision up, only to be met with everyone’s worst nightmare in the office, THE Park Sunghoon.

I sighed as I grabbed my bag and belongings, turning the car engine off and taking the keys out as I opened the door and let myself out of that stuffy car. Gently closed the door behind me as I eyed him up and down, he just looked down at me and blinked a couple of times before he opened his mouth to speak. “Don't..” I threatened him. Watching his lips going into a pout before he huffed at me, I rolled my eyes at him as I locked the car and started to stroll my way toward the office doors, Sunghoon just closely falling behind me as we both entered the office, greeting everyone good morning whilst all he could get was side-eyes from the employees. A grin curled on my lips as I saw Jay walking behind our head agent of the office, Mr.Park Baekhyun, also known as Park Sunghoon’s well-respected father whom everyone fears. I turned to Sunghoon who immediately lowered his head at the sight of his father, I arched an eyebrow at him, all that nosy mouth, attitude and tough personality and he immediately feared his father over the worst-known criminals he had dealt with. I snickered to myself as I turned my attention back to the two men, bowing in out of respect toward Mr.Park. “I need everyone in your whole team in my office, right now.” Mr.Park uttered in a demanding tone, making me raise my head to look at him and then toward Jay who just pointed with his head toward our main office where everyone in the team was there currently. Sunghoon zoomed past me and jogged to the main office, while I was left to go along with Jay into the office of Mr.Park, not long after everyone piled up in the room with us as we sat around the big table he had in his office, everyone eyeing one another nervously, I glanced over at Sunghoon who seemed pretty nervous as he stared at his lap and was currently picked at his long well-kept nails, my facial expression changed to one of concern, leaning in closer to him.

“Are you feeling okay?” I whispered. Trying to hide the disgusted expression on my face as the smell of alcohol was still lingering on him, did he seriously drink this early in the morning? All I could get out of him as a response was a soft hum, he didn't even want to raise his head to spare a glance at me as he kept his eyes focused on his lap and hands.

I sighed as I crossed my arms over my chest, slumping back against the office chair as I decided to let him off of the hook this time.

“I'm pretty sure why you're all wondering I've gathered you here..” Mr.Park started off. Making everyone’s turn toward his direction as he also glanced around to see and read our facial expressions. “A very big thing happened last night, a masquerade was hosted near the Roppongi area and a total of five hundred people were there..and everybody has somehow all tragically died.” He ended. Earned some gasps from us whilst the forensics team just looked at each other with pure horror in their eyes, imagine having to deal with five hundred bodies and trying to get every single detail of evidence off of their lifeless bodies. Mr.Park cleared his throat, making our attention snap back to him as he started to speak yet again. “I want you all to go down there and search every nook and cranny for a small piece of evidence that could make us possibly catch this killer, good luck to you all..and Sunghoon.”

He turned into a harsher tone as Sunghoon finally found the courage to raise his head and move his eyes shakily in the direction of his father. “…do your job for once, god fucking damn it.” He grumbled at him through gritted teeth. I started to be scared of him even though he wasn't even related to me. Sunghoon could only nod his head slowly as he shot up from his chair and was the first one to dash out of the office and leave, slowly everyone started to leave one by one, all whilst murmuring to one another while I stayed behind because Mr.Park wanted to have a private conversation with me. Leaving me standing still in the middle of his big office that glowed under the sun beaming into the humongous windows, I gulped down nervously, eyeing him nervously as he Sat comfortably in his office chair and scanned through the folders on his desk with his reading glasses resting comfortably on his nose that was identical to Sunghoon’s one.

“So…my daughter, how is he doing?.”

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“Oh my god Sunghoon, stop it!” Nicholas's voice echoed throughout the ballroom as Sunghoon went around and skipped over the dead bodies like it was a carousel, as he proclaimed allegedly. “So what are we working with today?” Jay questions Jungwon as he sneaks up behind him, looking over his shoulder down at the iPad he held in his hands, all with everyone’s information on it that had been a poor victim in this case. “Well…a lot,” Jungwon stated with a sarcastic tone in his voice as he passed the iPad over to Jay’s hand as he went away to stop Sunghoon from disturbing the peace. “Jay, why are the masks melted into their faces?” I murmured as I looked up from my crouching position, Jay offered me a confused look as he scooted me over and investigated the body in front of both of us. “That's weird…some of them also X-marked on their chests…with their blood.” I hummed in confusion as I tried to make sense of what he was saying. A deep sigh left me as I glanced around the beautiful structure of the golden ballroom, making me go into awe I was fascinated as I forgot that such a gruesome scene happened in here. I squinted my eyes as I caught a blurry glimpse of something far away in the distance, precisely where the stage was. I slowly steadied myself up and walked very slowly to not trip over the many bodies all splayed out in their own pool of blood and their once formal and expensive gowns and suits now all ruined with the said blood. However, I instantly regretted my courage and toughness to come here as a dead person was sitting down on a chair, their whole throat sliced up from the top to the bottom, revealing their larynx, voice box and everything else, while a violin was shoved down their mouth, and it seemed like the killer room his time with him because he has carefully sliced his throat one by one to imitate the string of a violin. but what made it worse was the words written in blood behind him, instantly triggering a panic attack within me as I collapsed down onto the floor, I gasped for air as my hands flew up to my chest to clutch against the fabric of my shirt, trying to tear it open as my shoulders started to shake as sobs left my mouth and echoed through the ballroom. Sunghoon in his even drunken state immediately picked up on the noise and the source where it was coming from, ignoring the nagging of Yudai and Nicholas as he stomped his way over to me, immediately pulling

me into his warm arms and he was to say the least mortified at the same sight in front of him.

“you’re not safe, you’ll be joining your parents soon y/n..”

was written in blood, which horrified everyone in the room including me and Sunghoon.

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Tokyo, Saiko corporations.

I squinted my eyes harshly as I felt them getting drier the more I stared at the bright screen of the computer in a dimly lit office. An audible yawn left my lips, taking my glasses off as I pinched the bridge of my nose, inhaling a deep breath in as I turned the computer off and decided I was finished for the night. I took the eye drops that were put neatly on top of the piles of books stacked on each other, raising my head to stare at the ceiling as I dropped two drops on each eye, making my vision blurry and my eyes sting from the drops. I cleared my throat as I closed the eye drops, putting them back in their place as I stretched my arms behind my head, feeling the exhaustion and achiness all over my limps. My ears perked up at the sound of heavily soiled shoes striding around the office, making me stop my movements as I cranked my head around to be met with the face that I hated oh so much.

“Good night, Mr.Yamada,” I said in my fake high-pitched voice, getting up from my seat and bowing my head down a little at the CEO of the corporation where I was working at currently, a very scummy CEO if I had to be specific on describing him. My eyebrows frowned as I raised my head back to glare at him after hearing him scoff very loudly. “Hm…I would change the way I worked in here if I were you, 'cause you see here Heeseung. We're a very formal cooperation that is highly respected and-” I stuck my pocket knife I kept in my pockets at all times, in the side of his neck, watching his eyes shoot wide open as he gasped out, his hand reaching up towards the knife but I grabbed a hold of his filthy and snobby hands. “You should tell this to someone who actually fucking cares, sir.” I hissed at him, pulling my knife out as I watched his hands fly up to grab at his neck as he choked and gasped at the blood coming out of his mouth, I tsked as I glanced down at my bloody hands, letting out a small sound of frustration.

Great, now I'd have to scrub them dry until they were flaky like they weren't dry enough from yesterday’s night..

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Saiko Cooperation, Tokyo, 2001, November 18.

I stood in front of the tallest company building in Japan currently. Tapping my boots against the bricked pavement as I twirled the cigarette between my fingers, inhaling the nicotine in as the smoke puffed out and blended in with the gloomy grey sky of today’s morning. I hummed in acknowledgment of Nicholas’s arrival as his Euijoo, Jake, Lee know and some other trainees trailed behind him, he gave him his signature eye roll as he stood next to me and let his own team pass by him. His eyes twitched, and a frown formed on his face as he leant his face in closer to smell my clothes. He let out an audible gasp as he slapped a hand over his mouth, “You're not drunk today?!” He questioned in that annoying voice of his. Making me wave my hands around to dismiss his question but he kept bugging me like the annoying little shit he was ever since my father forced me into this field. “Unfortunately…” I replied back to him. Grunting out in frustration as I placed the cigarette back between my lips, smoking it until I reached to the butt of it, throwing it somewhere along the pavement as I shoved my hand into my coat, narrowing my eyes at Nicholas as he reached an arm out to pat my shoulder. “I'm hoping you keep it up this sobriety, haven't seen you sober since high school…” My stomach turned at the mention of high school, a time period in my life that even satan himself would not want to go through it, I simply nodded my head at him, patting his hand that was on my shoulder as I went about on my way back inside the building. Hoping I'd reach my destination in time, which was on the twentieth floor where everyone else was, especially y/n and that scumbag. He was the only reason I was sober for once today in over a decade.

The shutter clicks of cameras rang throughout the large office, which consisted of a large amount of metallic smell of dried-up blood, the smell of a dead and decomposing body, and the sounds of flies buzzing around the office. I pulled my turtleneck up my nose, blocking any type of smell from entering my nostrils, I felt a shadow cast over my frame and turned around to be met with the sight of Sunghoon who gagged at the scene.

He lowered himself to be close to my face, moving his mouth close to my ear as it brushed against it and his smelly cigarette breath hitting me in the face and ear.

“Are you feeling alright?…” He murmured in a deep voice. I hummed in response, nodding my head slowly at him as I cranked my head more to face him. “Yeah…still haven't seen him around, yet…” I mumbled back. Seeing him sigh out of relief as his gaze wandered around the office, I watched how a light bulb lit next to his head as he left me all alone and jogged somewhere else in the building. “The hell did he go to?…” Jake asked as he finished putting all the evidence he collected into a zip-lock bag. “Just do your job, man,” Ni-ki grumbled back at him, making Jake pouty in return as he crossed his arms like a little child not getting his way as he stormed off to help with the other forensics team. The silence was broken as I flinched at the loud voice of Nicholas echoing somewhere from the other side of the building. “JAKE, MY GOD STOP BEING SO FUCKING CLUELESS.”

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I huffed out as I tried to catch my breath after jogging up about five or more flights of stairs. Gulping down the saliva built up in my mouth that was getting drier the more I walked toward the room where I was supposed to interview and question staff and employees who were on night shift duty or who just stayed overnight to finish up paperwork. I cursed at my father for forcing me into this task, I may be known and considered as the supposed ‘nepo baby’ of the office but hell…this isn't the nepotism I wanted in a million years. I stood in front of a brown door that looked a bit run down and rusty, I inhaled shakily as I reached out to twist the knob open and peeking my head inside the room. Immediately, my blood started to boil as I caught a glimpse of a very familiar side profile of the Lee Heeseung. I built my courage up, brushing off my grudge feelings aside for now as I promised that I'd take my job today as seriously as I could. I cleared my throat, grabbing his attention as I closed the door behind me.

“Nice seeing you after a while…Sunghoon.” He uttered in that mocking voice which never in a billion years I thought I'd be hearing again, let alone sitting alone in a room with him, face to face with and asking questions about last night's murder, and knowing about his past and his tendency to lie, I believe I’d have to seek into getting my hands dirty if that's the case.

“Yeah, yeah, not nice to seeing you too…Heeseung.” I felt like chopping my tongue off after rolling his name off of it. I made myself get comfortable as I knew I was in for a ride for interrogating with him. His snicker echoed, making me shoot daggers at him as his tilted Hus head with that cunning facial expression on that face which everyone considered one crafted by craftsmen himself but I beg to differ, I wanted to slice it up, skin his face alive as I enjoyed the rush of killing again. His voice broke me out of my thoughts, “Why that long face, Sunghoon? Are you too afraid of me?” His signature sentence. That rolled off his tongue smoother than butter, I clenched my jaw as I observed his face slowly turn more psychotic and more cunning. “Are you afraid about me going batshit crazy on you? Slicing your throat open? Worried about your little ex-lover going through the same night over and over because of me? Hm? Or are you afraid that you'd end up like me? C’mon now…do not forget about that night, Sunghoon. You said that you enjoyed the look on their face when you-” The more he taunted at me, the more blood boiled even more before he could finish and continue on with his taunting, all I could was red as I quickly stood up and took out my gun from the back of my jeans and shooting where ever it could shoot.

Just as long as I could get rid of him.

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The last few days truly felt like someone had speeded up my time. I got more stressed about hearing the gunshots from that day at the office and having to see Heeseung cunningly smirk at me as he made his out of the interrogation room with him having a fake pained expression on his face as he was holding a band over his stomach that was wounded by a bullet. Shivers truly ran down my spine as he walked past me, giving me a psychotic look secretly until he was put away into the ambulance and took off, just like that night.

Sunghoon wasn't any better as he kept thrashing around as the guys tried their best to hold him down Jake immediately prepared a sleeping pill for him and shoved it down his throat, making him gag in the process as slowly started to get drowsy and mumble out threats in gibberish as he slept on the couch back at our own office building. He was immediately taken off any tasks and duties until further notice. Making the office feel gloomy without him being him to light the mood up, hell…even Nicholas admitted to missing him last night as he cried in the lap of a very confused Euijoo Ashe confessed every single one of his thoughts in his drunken state.

The snow crunched under my feet as I strolled down the slipper pavements of our neighbourhood, making my way down to check up on Sunghoon after finally having a day off for the first time in a while. I climbed up those three little steps leading into the comfy and welcoming doorway of their nicely decorated house. Leaning my right side on the wall I reached my hand out to ring their doorbell, a minute later I was met with a messy-looking Sunghoon.

“Hi…” I murmured out in a soft tone. Watching him run at his red eyes as he stood still in the doorway, looking at me blankly like he always does before he moved his body to the side, making way for me to enter into the warmth of their home. Taking my boots off as he closed the door behind me, going back to staring at me with those red eyes that looked like they hadn't gotten a single ounce of sleep in forever. “What brought you here?” He whispered in a cracky and hoarse voice. I arched an eyebrow at him, tilting my head at him in confusion. “What I can't check up on you?” I scoffed at him. “No.” He simply muttered out harshly, making my eyes go wide a bit as I parted my mouth to protest back at him but instead, all I could hear was the small sobs coming out and past his quivering lips. “I don't feel like myself anymore…That night just keeps playing over and over in my head, it's making my insomnia worse.” He hiccuped harshly, making me teary-eyed with him as I watched him crash down on the floor and start wailing there, dropping to his side and engulfing him in my embrace, as he hugged me back as I rocked his shaken body back and forth as he let out all his emotions in his breakdown.

Just like how we used to do back in the day.

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Flashback to 1993, April 1st.

My ears were ringing like crazy as the voices and conversations of the people in the hospital were all getting distant I frantically jogged past everyone, pushing some people out of my way as I tried to get there, to find his room on the third floor in the hospital. My body started to feel more wobbly and shaken the more I neared the room that he was in currently, I swung the door wide open to his room, standing in the doorway as my mouth hung open slightly as I eyed the sight of poor Sunghoon who was shaken and sat up in his bed as he wept quietly. I took wide steps toward his bed, sat down on it as I pulled him into my embrace, a hand of mine going to stroke at his hair as he clutched his hands onto the back of my sweater, his sobs getting muffled as he buried his face deeper into my chest, “I didn't mean it…” He hiccuped. Letting out another gut-wrenching sob as he shook his head from side to side in denial. “I didn't mean it…I didn't mean to kill my mom…I-” I shushed him before he could continue on, pulling him closer to me as I continued to cradle his shaken body and weak in my embrace, a singular tear falling down my cheek as I tried to set aside of hatred towards him for now.

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2001, December on Christmas day, Tokyo.

I tapped my feet anxiously on the marble flooring in the office of my therapist, my leg starting to bounce as I eyed around the office as I got more and more impatient and anxious the longer they took to get here and start the session already. A sigh out of relief went past my lips, as I grinned softly at them as they took their usual seat in front of me, their notes in front of them as their eyes went back and forth between me and the notes.

“December…Christmas day…I’d hope so you're not thinking about your parents, since it is their death anniversary today, right? I felt the air in the room get more harder and suffocating to breathe in, I chewed on my nails nervously, feeling my heart pounding against my chest as I felt the warm tears already forming in the corner of my eyes. “Let's go over that night until you're brave enough to talk about it comfortably, yeah?” they mumbled in a soft voice, I slumped my head back against the leather office chair, staring dazedly at the ceiling as my memories flooded in of that night which still haunts me to thisday.

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1995, December on Christmas day, Seoul.

My and family were at the door, biding our goodbyes with the Lee and Park families as they went home after a very very awkward dinner. My eyes kept wandering back and forth between Sunghoon who looked very uncomfortable as he kept eyeing Heeseung who was sitting beside me, I believe Heeseunf also saw this and let his hand travel under the dinner table, resting his hand comfortably on my thigh and giving it a reassuring squeeze to the soft flesh, he leaned his head close to my ears as his hot breath hit my ear and made goosebumps rise on my arms. “Don't worry too much about him, Sweetheart…” He whispered gently in my ear, I hummed in response to him as my eyes went back to glance at Sunghoon who didn't break his eyes away from us as he played and picked around the food on his plate. I shook my head away at those thoughts, as my parents walked past me bid me good night and went up to their bedroom, maybe Sunghoon still hadn't gotten over the death of his mom or I immediately broke the relationship off with him after he was back on his feet and was discharged out of the hospital? I huffed and puffed as I felt my head spinning from all the overthinking I'd been doing after dinner. I strolled up the flights of stairs, going into my bedroom as I changed into more comfortable clothes to sleep in, I crashed onto my king-sized bed, letting the fatigue get over me as I dived into deep slumber.

I gasped loudly as I jolted awake as I heard the distant sounds of vases breaking down the hallway, making me stir up in bed as I hugged the blanket closer to my body, and then it quieted down. The only thing I could hear was my breathing patterns as they went faster and calmed down every time a little noise was made. My breath hitched in my throat as I heard the sounds of heavy footsteps nearing closer and closer to my bedroom, making me pull the cover my body as I hid under it, slapping a hand over my mouth as I tried to calm myself down and hopefully get away from whoever was inside the house currently. My eyes shot wide open as I heard the knob of my door twist open, the door slightly creaking open as the heavy footsteps made their way quietly into the room, but stopped in the middle. I signed against my palm, shutting my eyes as I pretended that I was still sleeping under the blankets. However, the blankets were forcefully pulled off me, not even letting me react or scream out to get someone’s attention for help as the said stranger launched his body over me, repositioning me to lay flat on my back as I was met with the face that I never imaging to be seeing, Lee Heeseung.

“You really thought I would not find out about you being pregnant…with my baby growing inside of you?” He said cunningly. Cocking his head to the side as he smiled at me with a psychotic look on his face that I was leaving kisses all over a few hours earlier at dinner. “You really think I'd let you get that abortion? Think again sweetheart, you're having my legacy. I wanna carry on this little family tradition that was passed on to me.” He giggled menacingly, leaning his head down to rest his forehead against mine, I gulped nervously, feeling my shoulders starting to shake as he whispered something to me that'll haunt me forever.

“I killed your parents, I skinned them alive, cooked their flesh and ate them and I enjoyed every single moment of it, my love.”

And he still had the audacity to act innocent as he called the cops prior after killing my parents, ate on them and got rid of all the evidence. And yet, he acted like a hero in front of the authorities, I eyed him as I sniffled my runny nose, my body couldn't produce tears any longer as a medical staff drapped a blanket over my body. My eyes wandered toward the body bags being loaded into some other car, feeling my heart being stabbed repeatedly at the sight of my once-alive parents. I turned my head around to glance around the neighbourhood, seeing police cars, reporters and some of my neighbours now all looking at me with pity in their eyes, I caught a glimpse of the familiar tall frame and body of Sunghoon as he trailed behind his father as he looked and talked around with authorities for evidence and what not. I frowned as I thought about how strange he was acting tonight, usually when something major happened to me or my family his first priority was to come and comfort me but here he was, doing everything in his will to avoid me as he kept fidgeting around and sparring a few glances towards Heeseung, as he smirked at me mockingly and went away to his car to go home after being done with his job of traumatizing me for life.

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2001, December on New Year's Eve, Tokyo.

“Man can't even rest on this day…” Yudai grumbled as he crashed down on the lap of Taki who was busy playing on his phone, giving Yudai a glare before averting his attention back to his game. “At least Sunghoon isn't here.” Nicholas chimed in as he entered the meeting room with coffee in his hand and the rest of his team trailing behind him, Jake immediately made himself comfy next to Ni-ki who groaned out of annoyance at seeing Jake’s presence. “You were crying over him about two weeks ago, Nicho…” Jungwon stated as he kept his eyes focused on the laptop in front of him, typing his fingers away, Nicholas started to fume and protest back as his face was clearly giving signs that he indeed was lying and was missing Sunghoon’s presence dearly. Speaking of the devil, the door slid open harshly, making everyone inside flinch and some even put their hands on their guns just incase there was a threat in the building, that threat turned out to be just Sunghoon with black eye bags as he gazed at around the room with a displeased expression on his face. Nicholas may have shed some tears as he immediately launched his body onto Sunghoon and hugged the life out of him, making Sunghoon whine about how disgusting he was acting towards him whilst Nicholas kept wailing and speaking gibberish sentences that no one could make sense of. “Alright, that's enough you two…” Fuma uttered as he pulled Nicholas off Sunghoon, Jungwon came up behind him to pat Sunghoon’s shoulder, “Glad to see you back buddy.” He smiled gently at him, Sunghoon doing the same as Sunoo quietly made his way in without letting the others be aware, coming up behind Sunghoon as he smelled him, a frown on his eyebrows, “You're sober?!” Sunoo gasped out, slapping a hand over his mouth in shock as Sunghoon turned around to glare at him. “Your stupidity makes me want to drink again,” Sunghoom said mockingly as he got a scoff from Sunoo as he stormed off to sandwich himself between Jake and Ni-ki. “I drink to forget but I always remember…” Sunghoon exclaimed out loud enough for everyone to hear, earning a few snickers from the guys, he parted his mouth to speak but instead turned his head around to glare at somebody who was running around the office even though it was a policy not to run around whilst working hours. “No running you piece of shit!” He yelled at the boy as he peeked his head out of the door, the said boy only turned his head around to spit out words in a foreign language that Sunghoon couldn't understand. “Verpiss dich, alter mann!” The boy grumbled back at Sunghoon, he glared at him but his expression quickly turned to one of puzzlement as he watched the now-once emotional Nicholas zoom past him and out of the meeting room towards the foreign boy. “MY BABY IS FINALLY BACK!” He wailed as he engulfed the boy in a tight embrace.

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I hummed to myself as I twirled around the living room, dusting some vases off as classical music played softly throughout the room. I laughed as I glanced out the window, watching his the snow fell and piled up in my back garden. I slumped my body down on the couch, closing my eyes as the scene when I killed her parents played over and over behind my eyelids, making me smirk in satisfaction and victory.

“Why did you do that to us?” A voice oh so familiar spoke out, making me flinch as I fluttered my eyes open to see where that source of voice was coming from. It was the end of the hallway of the living room that was always dark and murky, my eyes could only make out the structure of a female figure standing still at the end. “You did me wrong. Lied to me, said that your daughter couldn't ever get pregnant, lied to me about the breakup of her and Sunghoon!” I yelled out at the woman. Making my chest heave up and down as I stayed put in my place, feeling my hands starting to shake as sweat beads started to form on my forehead. “What if I just…did what you did to us, to you?” The woman said cunningly before she started to merge out of the shadows, making me panic even more as I protested against her, screamed at her and her menacing skinless face as I backed myself up the couch, feeling another person holding me down as she got on top of me, and used her claws to slice me open while I let out the most gut-wrenching pained scream, “stop it..please just stop!” I protested in a weak voice, warm tears spilling down my cheeks as I couldn't feel the weight of a person on my body anymore, nor hands holding my wrist down as I reopened my teary eyes, looking around confused about what happened as my hands flew up to touch my chest over my shirt, huffing out of relief as I realized I just went through an episode, I sighed as I took the pill bottle out my pockets, taking a bunch of pills and shoved them down my throat as I swallowed them dry. I lay flat on the couch, staring at the ceiling as a few tears fell down my cheeks, feeling the pills pumping through my system as the effects started to take in and make me drowsy. The ringing to my door shook me out of my drowsy state, turning my head to the side to stare at the clock, who the hell would be at my doorstep at nine pm? I sighed as I dragged my feet across the floor toward the door, opening it ajar as whoever was behind it had pushed their way inside and threw a punch at my face, making me grunt out as I felt being held by the neck and slammed into the now shut door, I opened my eyes to glare at the intruder, and I wasn't certainly expecting Sunghoon out of all people.

“You really thought you’d be safe while I’m still alive, Lee Heeseung?!” He threatened through gritted teeth, as he tighten his hands around my neck, making it slightly harder to breath as I chuckled menacingly at him. “I’d doubt it…cause when I’m finally caught…so are you, murder” I taunted him, feeling adrenaline building up in my system as he tightened his hands around my neck, choking me as I slapped my own hands over his, gasping out for air. “you helped me murder her parents, do not forget that little thing, Sunghoon.”

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2002, January 1st, Tokyo, inside of your apartment.

I stirred awake against the silk sheets of my bedding, fluttering my eyes open and closed as I tried to adjust my vision to the sunlight beaming through the curtains. A yawn went past my mouth as I stretched my body upwards, slowly starting to sit up on the bed as I scratched my already tired eyes, fluttering one eye open and I was met with the most horrific scene ever, making me scream out in fear.

Cameras shuttered and clicked as footsteps went in and out of my room and more investigation and forensics teams piled in. I felt myself getting more nauseous as I sprung out of my bed in a hurry, rushing past the people down the hallways to enter a random bathroom in my apartment, letting everything out in the sink as I heard someone sighing behind me as their hands worked to grab my hair out of my face, patting my back gently as I gagged and threw up even more. I continued until I felt my stomach starting to hurt from how empty it was after all the throwing up, I washed the remains of the vomit and my mouth, splashing some cold on my hot face. Raining my head to stare at Ni-ki who looked at me through the mirror with such hurt and pitiful eyes. “Here…let me guide you.” He murmured softly, letting go of my hair as he gently placed his big hands on my shoulders, guiding me out of the bathroom and outside the apartment building, he handed me over to Jay as he eyed me up and down worriedly. “Are you okay?” Although it was the stupidest thing he could ask after being woken up in your bedroom and seeing disinformed and sliced-off faces all stuck on your bedroom walls, while consequently, all the faces resembled and/or looked familiar to your deceased parents. Jay sighed out in frustration as he guided me towards the police car, opening the door for me as I got in without a word, staring at my lap blankly as I tried to figure out what even happened back there.

I scoffed to myself as I popped another biscuit into my mouth, lowering my binoculars down as I watched Jay get inside the car and took off, leaving the crime scene behind for the rest of the guys. I tsked to myself, getting up from the hard and uncomfortable floor of the building opposite of the apartment building. I dusted my hands and clothes off from any small rocks stuck onto them, “wasn't that too much?” Sunghoon mumbled quietly, as his hair danced around with the wind as he stared down at small cars and investigation crews coming in and out. “There isn't such thing as ‘too much’ in killing, Sunghoon,” I uttered out blankly, raising my binoculars to my eyes as I carefully scanned everything that was happening in her bedroom. “You crossed the line.” He grumbled behind me, making me scoff before turning around to glare at him. “Be glad it wasn't your face sliced off and stuck onto her bedroom walls, Jesus…” I huffed, taking my pill bottle out to shove a bunch down my throat like always. “You still haven't recovered?” He questioned as I turned to face him yet again, making me shove the bottle back in my coat pockets as I sighed out sadly.

“How the hell am I supposed to heal from Parkinson’s, Sunghoon?”

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The two weeks went by like a blur honestly for me, I woke up, ate some food, got ready and went to the office and worked my ass off until my body couldn't take it, go back home and sleep. This cycle repeated for me over and over again, but every day had a single little moment or event to it. Each day being a different one, one day maybe I'll be getting a letter from him taunting me and receipting the night how my parents died, maybe a little voicemail with nothing but heavy breathing on the other line, or maybe him ‘accidentally’ appearing in front of him whilst walking back home, or maybe a beheaded head put neatly onto something in front of my door. Every day was different for him and I hated every single thing he was doing to me.

The sirens of police cars and ambulances were heard through the busy streets of Tokyo as I typed away at my computer, I decided to stay overnight to complete some paperwork, a thing that I've been doing for the past two days as I had such displeasure on going back home. I buffed out in tiredness as I felt my eyes getting dry from staring at the bright screen of the computer all day long, I felt the presence of someone behind me, wheeling my chair around to be met with the sight of Sunghoon who held two mugs in his hand, offering one to me but I suspiciously eyed the mug in my face. “It's not alcohol.” He whispered softly, putting the mug between my hands as he pulled a chair from beside one of the many desks and himself comfortable on it, wheeling himself closer to me as he sipped on his mug. This was not suspicious enough as I took a small sip of the drink, raising my eyebrows as I was surprised I wasn't met with the taste of tea secretly mixed with alcohol but it was simply just ginger tea. I hummed in satisfaction at him, and a small smile formed on his lips as he parted his lips, “How have you been feeling?” He asked simply. It was just a simple question with only two answers, but for me it was a lot more than that. I faked a smile on my face, nodding my head at him as I took another sip of my drink, leaning back against my chair as he eyed me up and down, his head slightly turned to the side. My eyes narrowed at him as I watched a mysterious glint form in his eyes, confused as he leaned and placed his mug down on my desk, leaning his face closer to mine as his warm and minty breath hit my face, making me gulp down nervously and before I knew his lips met mine in a sweet and tender kiss.

I scoffed as I zoomed my binoculars closer to the I scene in front of me, tsking at them as I lowered my binoculars. The winter breeze hit me in the face, making my coat behind me swish and dance around as the wind hit it. small petals of snow started to fall from the gloomy blue sky.

“Even after a whole decade, you're still in love with her, pathetic.” I shook my head in disbelief, huffing out as my breath came out as fog, raising my eyebrows in puzzlement as I watched the ex-lovers, mostly Sunghoon retreat and start regretting his actions as he hurriedly walked away from her, leaving her with that confused and hurt expression on that flushed face of hers. It made me chuckle at how stupid they were acting toward one another, I walked over carefully to the edge of the high building, sitting myself down as I raised my binoculars to my eyes, watching her movements as I waited for the perfect time to strike, “I wished I brought my sniper with me, so I could put a bullet through their heads while they were kissing.” I whispered under my breath. Scoffing to myself as I dangled my feet over the edge, although the next moment had my breath hitched in my throat and my eyes wide open, I watched through my binoculars how she grabbed the knife that she always kept at her desk in case she was staying the night at the office in to work, and how she pointed the blade toward her heart, the blade piercing her chest as her white button up getting soaked with her red blood. I lowered my binoculars, my mouth hanging open as I frowned to myself, my shoulder starting to shake as I let out a loud and psychotic laugh, clutching my stomach as I continued to laugh harder and collapsed on my back on the hard brick floor of the building, snow dropping on my face and hair.

My plan to drive her insane to her death had finally worked, now there was only one thing left to do…to set the building on fire and get rid of her body and the evidence associated with me.

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My eyes wandered between the wet roads of Tokyo and the clock inside the dashboard of my car, every second. My gut feeling was telling me that something was very and very wrong, but I honestly couldn't place my finger on what was wrong. Was me kissing her wrong? Was me lying to everybody that I've cut ties with Heeseung like everyone else but I wasn't? I huffed out as I parked my car at the traffic lights, resting my forehead against the steering wheel as I tapped my fingernails against the wheel, chewing down on my lip as my leg started to bounce up and down, my heartbeats speeding up as my ears picked up on every single tiny sound. I cranked my head up as I saw a bunch of fire trucks and police cars zoom past the cars waiting for the traffic light, and they went toward the way back to the office. Maybe a fire started near our office? Or something like that? I groaned out as I slumped back, rubbing my temples as I felt the drugs Heeseung gave me a few days prior rushing and pumping on my blood. I bit the inside of my cheek, deciding to listen to my gut feeling for once as I backed my car up and speeded in between cars as I followed closely behind the fire trucks and police cars. And the sight of our office building being lit up in fire had me regret my decision to leave her alone inside. I stepped out of the car, jogging up toward the entrance of the office but instead, I was held back by Jay and my father who were already there and were informed about the fire. “Let go of me!” I yelled out, feeling my eyes moisten with warm tears as I kicked around as I was forcefully kept in place by the two men who were yelling in my ears to calm down, I let out a scream of frustration and guilt as I collapsed on the floor, letting the tears flow down my cheeks as my clothes and hands got wet and dirty from snowy pavements. I raised my head to look at the building, some parts of it falling off as it burned away, and due to me still being sensitive to every little sound from the drugs, I immediately picked up on the laughter of a familiar voice. I turned my head slowly toward the source of the laughter, seeing Heeseunf standing at the end of the street, that cunning smirk still on his lips as he dangled a lighter in his hand, my breathing started to get faster as I got up quickly, sprinting toward him as I ignored the pleas and protests of the other guys for me to stop, I launched myself onto him, knocking him down on the floor as I kept viciously punching at his face.

The built-up anger got to me and I’ve had enough of it.

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Heeseung was finally arrested after that night, and I made sure to make his sentence even worse and guaranteed for him as I submitted all the copies of the VHS he had given me every time he started killing from 1995 till now. My father for the first time after my mother's murder finally smiled at me and patted my back for doing a great job. And now we've got him under our hands, we went ahead and searched his house and got ourselves more evidence of cases that were unsolved, and Nicholas took advantage of the situation he was in, taking him in his lab and stripped him naked and got every single thing that could be tested for evidence and he got the results he was exactly searching for, all positive and matching the victim's bodies. If that was humiliating for him, cause the disease was too severe for him when he killed my mother and accidentally left some evidence behind on the weapon and later on framed me for it and let me develop insomnia and be sleep deprived for the rest of my life, spend a year in jail falsely accused as my own father distanced himself away from me and hated my guys for killing my mother. He was immediately found guilty only after the first trial and sentenced to life in person with a death sentence and no parlour. I even admitted that I had helped him with him killing her parents but the jury just ruled it out as manipulation and abuse of power, letting me off the hook as I went back to my job as a lawyer at the office, sober from all the drugs and alcohol. My father got tired and retired, inviting us to one last dinner with him to honour his hard work as we laughed and cried and drank our minds off, he surprisingly announced me as the new head agent of the office, although I was drunk but I was still aware enough to hear Jay banging his head against the table, Nicholas starting to sob out in the lap Yudai. Not even an hour as my new position and rank, and somehow Nicholas managed in his drunk state to print out a vacation leave and made my drunk self convinced and signed it as he took off immediately to go back to Taiwan for two years. And Fuma was having the time of his life to use Heeseung as a punching bag for the new trainees to train their moves on. And you might be worrying about the rest, while Jungwon was still kept as my secretary but I let him take vacation leave, and Jay was still tired of me as he solved cases left and right, Jake was still pretty clueless but got his job done at the lab nonetheless, and Ni-ki…after hearing about the death/suicide of her, he immediately quit his job and moved to California, leaving all of us behind to start fresh there and I respected his wishes to do so since he was babied by her and he basically grew up with her whilst working her and he got the most affected after the news of her death. Sunoo followed him close behind and quit also, going back to his hometown to live a normal and quiet life there, instead Maki, Nicholas's legally adopted son took Ni-ki and Sunoo’s place as the IT specialist of the team. Although, he still couldn’t understand us due to the language barriers between us but he has somehow managed to make it work…and somehow managed to steal every single one of the new girl trainees heart in a second, making Nicholas all smug about it as he bragged about it to me. and Yudai suffered a fractured disk in his spine after demonstrating a move in a wrong way, forcing him to quit the job and relax at home while Fuma took his place in return. and Me…well…here I am, telling you what everyone has been up to as i sat down next to your grave, smiling wickedly to myself as I wiped my tears away, clearing my throat as i got and dusted my clothes off and bidding you goodbye in a small voice and a promise to visit you again.

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“I’m home!” I yelled in a joyful voice, kicking the door closed behind me as I was met with an eerie silence in my home. I hummed to myself in confusion as I strided towards the kitchen to place down the grocery bags to unload later, my only priority was to search for Haseon. Now…Haseon may not be my son, but he was the son of you and well…Heeseung. The one that I immediately took him in my arms and flew with him to Sweden so he could grow under the care of my grandparents and not under Heeseung. I cocked my head to the side, feeling my heartbeats speeding up as I jogged and searched in every room in the house and he was nowhere to be found. Could he possibly in the garden with his pet bunny? That seemed like a reasonable option as I jogged back to the living room and sighing out of relief as I saw the back of his already growing frame. “Haseon! what’re you-“ I gasped out as I slid the door to the garden open, feeling like my throat was tightening up as I stared at him, was I dreaming or was this another child that broke inside the house? I felt my head getting dizzy, my worst nightmare was finally happening, the thing that I always prayed to every god to not let it happen to him since I certainly did not want disown him at such an early age. Haseon slowly turned around, an innocent smile on his face that showed his bloody teeth, as his jaw, mouth, teeth and shirt were all covered in blood. My eyes shakily trailed down to his hands, making me choke on my saliva as I glanced at his pet bunny, all bloody and his red flesh showing, Haseon squeezed the poor bunny, making blood gush out of his lifeless body as he brought the bunny up to his mouth, biting his teeth down on the exposed flesh and taking a big chomp out of it’s body, like a lion eating at it’s prey.

Haseon’s face and body was replaced by Heeseung’s one, making my stomach churn and the vomit slowly making it’s way up my throat. His actions made me think about the same thing Heeseung had done whilst we were both still in high school, and I accidentally caught him doing such a thing to his poor hamster while he menacingly smiled toward me and ate the poor thing raw. The same thing was happening in front of me, but with Haseon…the child I grew on the palm of my hands and sent to multiple doctors around the world to test if he had the psychotic genes like his father.

But they were all negative and wrong, he was just like his father.

A future psycho in the making.

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notes: i was sleep deprived for the past three days trying to finish this, so don’t come for me if the timelines, story or anything don’t line up. just your brains to connect the dot’s together and tadaaa.

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[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Imagines

insolitus | yjw.

pairings: yang jungwon x reader

synopsis: you’ve always thought jungwon is out of this world, out of ordinary. he’s someone who seems familiar but at the same time mysterious for almost everybody. you didn’t expect that he himself will unfold more of him with you and it was an insolitus experience.

word counts: 2k

warnings: yandere themes, mention of murder, violence, obsessive love, grammatical errors. (let me know if i missed some)

note: this have a part two. it was not yet ready to be released, but since some anons kept telling me to stop writing then they leave me no choice but to post something. ehe. anyway, i will fix this probably tomorrow since it doesn’t have a picture for this fic. send me asks about what you think about this. love reading your comments and replies. i love you all, please keep safe.

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The whole room was quiet. You might think that it was vacant, but there are two persons inside. The defeaning silence almost suffocate the officer sitting at one of the chairs. He sighs trying to lift whatever that heavy feeling he’s having ever since he entered this room.

The bright light gives a full view of the face of 17 year old, Yang Jungwon. At first look he seems to be like a normal guy, but for some reasons Officer Nam gets some odd feeling from this boy.

He draws in a sigh then taps lightly over the table while his other hand grips tightly at the folder he was holding. His eyes darted at the boy whose head hangs low at the moment and hands resting over his lap.

Despite the soft looking face, the officer couldn’t help but to feel chills while looking over his blood stained school uniform. He even have some over his face that already turned into brownish color after drying up over time.

“Okay, let me ask you again.” Office Nam cleared his throat and leaned over the table, the only thing that keeping them apart.

“I already told you, I don’t know who did it or what happened to him.” Jungwon says in a low tone, sticking to the words he said the first time they asked him.

“The blood on your shirt—” he raises his head and his brows folds in a remorseful way.

“I told y-you Sir, I found him and tried to help! His blood got all over me because of that.” Jungwon explains and he looked very convincing. The words he mutters are acceptable, but his eyes looked so blank. The police officer couldn’t point out what’s wrong, but his eyes looked so emotionless.

He kept his lips pursed into a thin line and stared at him straight to his eyes. Usually, kids his age will be in panic and can even broke into tears specially after being involve in a very serious crime. But he is different. Yang Jungwon, despite having the look of remorse and worries—makes him feel very wary. Its very unsettling.

He shuts his eyes for a while then sighs. “Okay, let’s say what you’re saying are true. But we still can’t let you go because you are our only lead to solve this crime.”

He doesn’t exactly know what he expects to happen next, but nothing prepares him for what’s about to unfold in front of him.

“So annoying.” the boy muttered lowly but enough for the officer to hear.

“Excuse me?” he asks just to make sure he heard him right.

From looking so uneasy and worried, Jungwon raises his head then leans his back comfortably over the chair. His forehead relaxed causing for the crease on it to disappear. He tilt his head while staring deadly straight to the police officer.

Shivers came rushing through the police officer’s whole body.

“I did it.” he said it so naturally. Like confessing from stealing a candy.

The corner of his lips lifts up a bit, “I killed him.” he confessed that made the officer sick in the stomach.

His heart felt like it stopped beating, cold sweats showers him and his hand froze at the sudden confession from the boy. He couldn’t properly express his own emotions because of the utter shock. He doesn’t know if it was from how the boy says those horrifying words so naturally or how he doesn’t look even bothered about it that made him like this.

It made the officer think if he’s aware of the crime he just committed. The lack of remorse and guilt are evident through his eyes. Its almost impossible to believe.

“You want to know how I did it?” he licked his lower lip and slightly straighten his back. “I grabbed a bottle and broke it. I used the sharp edges to stab him on his stomach, heart and neck.” he says and a sinister smile made it to his lips.

He leans closer, “And I repeat it again and again and again. Until he basically stopped breathing and died.” he even gave a shoulder shrug and rested his back again on the chair.

“W-Why...” the officer’s lips shakes as he stutter through his own words.

“I just want to.” Jungwon smiles as his eyes still looked dead.

Countless criminals with such horrible crimes had confessed inside this office. But this is the very first time that one actually scared and made Mr. Nam tremble in fear.

Despite all of these, he tried to gather his thoughts and composed himself. His hand slowly went down near his gun, preparing himself to anything that can happen.

“Do you know w-what consequences awaits for you because of what you did?”

Jungwon shrugs his shoulder off. “Yeah, I’m not stupid.”

The way he say every words confidently just makes the atmosphere even heavier. Normally they should be begging to take it easy on them or pleading not guilty for the crime they’re being accounted for.

But this kid...

“You can be jailed.”

“No, I won’t.”

“Yes you are a minor, but you can still serve juvenile for a few years before we can transfer you to an actual prison.” his jaw clenches together with his fist, trying to make himself look stronger. Well he has to. He’s way older than him, have more built and training. He’s also the adult inside the room so if anything, he should have the upper hand between them, right?

“Oh really?” his tone sounded so monotonous like as if it was the most boring thing he had ever heard that day.

Even before the officer can utter another word, the door to the interrogation room bursted open then revealed a man wearing a neatly ironed suit while carrying a suit case.

Officer Nam’s forehead furrowed hardly and he was about to tell them to go out as he's in the middle of a very confidential case only to be caught off guard.

He starts to wonder why this man is standing there and behind him is their Chief of Police following him like a loyal dog.

The boy didn’t even bothered looking at the newly arrived people. He rolled his eyes looking so bored and tired of this place.

“What do you think my father will feel when he knew I was here for two hours?” Jungwon asks the man that just arrived. His eyes looked dead and bored, tone serious and cold before he slowly stood up from his sit.

His aura was totally different. It was like Jungwon is a scared sheep a while ago that he used to look after, asking him what happened and so on so fort. Then suddenly that very same sheep tears off his sheep skin and revealed his true self. A fox. A predator.

Officer Nam snapped back to his senses and it took him time to realize what’s going on. His shoulder fell along with the hope to serve justice when he looked at one of the greatest lawyers in South Korea bowing at Yang Jungwon like he was so sorry for letting him stay in this interrogation room for too long.

Jungwon smirks looked so sly as he walks away from that room, the Chief even made way and apologizes for the hold. The young boy strides the police station’s hallway like a free man oozing with nothing but pride and power. Like as if he didn’t just do something horrible. As if he didn’t just killed somebody.

“Nam, we need to talk.” their Chief Officer says in a very strict tone while he closes the door behind his back.

Officer Nam kept his mouth shut and tries hard to keep his composure. His jaw clenches along with his fists under the table and his thoughts starts to wander mindlessly.

He doesn’t even need to hear what their Chief officer was about to discuss with him. He’s already aware of it. At this point, all there left is to surrender and just force himself to turn blind eye to this injustice.

After-all, he is nothing up against the Governor’s youngest son, Yang Jungwon.

They said that out of the hundred people you walk across the world, at least 1 of them are a psychopath. They can blend into the society naturally like they’re truly part of it. Like they’re totally normal and not thinking of unaliving someone in the worst way all the time.

Now, to identify that small percentage of the population started to become totally difficult. You can never know which one of the people you interact with are part of them. It can be your neighbor who greets you with big smiles every morning, it can be the traffic officer who helps you cross the street, the taxi driver, the guard by the gates of your school, your teacher or your classmates.

But never in a million chances that you will think that it can be Yang Jungwon. There is no way someone as sweet and perfect as Jungwon can be part of them. No, never. He’s undeniably handsome, from a good family, polite, responsible—president of the student council, top of your class, kind, athletic, talented, have dimples and always talks in the sweetes softest way. If one will have to point someone who is an epitome of an angel, he can be that.

So why are you inside this dark room, cuffed to a steel bar, face drenched with sweat and tears and totally scared for your life after being kidnapped by him? By Yang Jungwon.

You completely blanked out from the series of events that just occured hours ago. You remembered being with (name), arguing about how he’s so controlling and tiring for you. He was shouting at you and grabbing you over your wrist. You are expecting a slap or your hair being pulled by him, but the next thing you knew, he was down on the floor showering over his own blood. Yang Jungwon stands beside you, staring blankly at him while holding a broken bottle he just used to stab your boyfriend to death.

And the moment it finally dawned onto you, you tried to run away from him. It was too late. Jungwon manages to catch you and covered your mouth with this cloth that made you lose consciousness.

A faint creeking sound from the door made you snap back to reality. Your head perks up, eyes a little bit hopeful while heart still beats in an inconsistent pace.

“H-Help.” you tried to say, slightly choking your words because of the shock you’ve just been to.

Lights emits when it cracks open causing for you to squint your eyes slightly. The moment you saw who it was, you gulped and the corner of your eyes burns. Chest rises up and down, feeling suffocated out of fear.

Yang Jungwon stood proudly by the door. The light blue uniform coat was too familiar for you as it was what boys in your school wears almost everyday. He stares without saying anything before he slightly moves his shoulder to take off his blood stained coat.

The person beside him was quick to assist him.

“Did she eat already?” he asks casually, eyes still darted at your direction.

You trembles in fear and stares away from time to time, couldn’t really hold the eye contact longer than five seconds.

“No, young master.”

He rolls his eyes as he looked over the person beside him. Fear reflects his face as he bow his head nervously. Jungwon kept his eyes at him before he sighs and tilts his head to the side. You can almost hear that person’s sigh of relief when Jungwon started walking towards your way.

Fear flows through your system like a water as you try to push yourself near the wall, away from him. When he’s close enough, he crouches down and scanned you from head to toe.

Jungwon could not explain how excited he is as he stare at you. He couldn’t help but to let a small smile shed over his pretty lips, satisfied.

“Tell me this isn’t a dream.” he mumbles, only enough for you to hear. Tears pooled your eyes and they flow continuously to your pretty face.

Jungwon pursed his lips and stretches his hand closer to you. He gently cupped your face and using his thumb, he wiped off your tears. Despite the soft touches he gradually give you, it made you flinch but Jungwon tries to ignore it for the mean time. For now, he still couldn’t handle the thrill of having you here together with him.

“My pretty girl.” he whispers with so much adoration, eyes almost flashing heart shapes as he stares at you.

“Even if you’re crying, you are still gorgeous.” he added that made you feel sick in the stomach.

“D-Don’t touch me.” you finally manages to say as you move your face away from his touch. The smile on Jungwon’s lips fell and his eyes turned dark after what you did.

It quickly sent shivers through your spine, but you try your best not to let him see how terrified you are to him.

As he carefully scan you, he noticed how your body is shaking and his mood switches right away. Its quite fascinating even for you.

“You’re shaking, baby. Are you cold?” he asks sounding so gentle. It was almost like the same Jungwon you see around campus. It was unbelievable.

“Here,” he says after someone handed him a blanket.

He slowly helped you to wrap it over your shoulder. Suddenly, the hunger and the tiredness from resisting for hours kicked in. You have no remaining energy to even resist anymore or to even shove his hand away. Jungwon gets too excited when you let him take care of you. Its not like you have a choice.

“You’re a m-murderer.” it almost came out as a mumble, but when he stops from gently caressing your arm you knew he heard it. He looked at you and you didn’t saw any guilt. None.

“Do you hate me?” he raised his hand from holding your arm to touching your face, he cares it so gently again like you’re a very fragile thing for him.

You kept your mouth shut and just shoot him glares while tears stream down your eyes.

“He’s a terrible boyfriend anyway. He hurts you and he’s so lame.” his eyes follows a tear that escaped your eye and he went to wipe it again.

“Don’t waste your tears for him. I actually did you a favor.” and he brushes hairs stuck at your skin.

“B-By killing him?”

Jungwon pursed his lips and memory of your boyfriend screaming out of pain flashes through him for a while. He almost rolled his eyes at how pathetic he sounded a while ago, but he stopped himself.

“He doesn’t deserve you and so I thought you could use a new boyfriend.” he clenches his jaw and while holding an eye contact, he leans in and placed a soft kiss at your shoulderblades.

He almost lose his mind when he inhaled your familiar scent. The very same scent he grew addicted to. Now, he doesn’t have to settle on watching you from a far and trying to use every reasons he can use just to have a small talk with you. Now, you are here with him and you belong to him. He couldn’t be happier.

You shut your eyes and shake your head slowly, whimpering.

“P-Please just let me g-go.” your voice cracks from screaming and crying too much.

“Don’t worry, I will.” he smiled and you looked at him hopeful.

“R-Really?”

He nods his head, “Once I finally tamed and make you submit to me completely.”

Your stomach churns and hope starting to crumble down once again.

“You are a monster! Y-You will rot in hell.”

Jungwon stood up and stared down at you. His strict, cold eyes sent direct shivers down to your spine. He slides both of his hand inside his pockets while he continues looking at you.

“If that’s the price I have to pay to have you in this lifetime,” he stalls his words and smiles. “I will gladly accept my fate.”

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Yandere! Enhypen Reaction To You Self Harm!ng

A/N-This is just for entertainment purposes. These behaviors should not be reenacted in real life. Especially self harm!ng. Please don't do that irl you are so worth it❤🥺

Tw-cussing(jus a lil)

I don't wanna include Ni-ki bc of his age and this is counted as a more mature subject to me(you'll be in the next one riri💓)

𓆏Jungwon

You were in the kitchen cooking dinner when Jungwon walked in wearing a white tanktop, sweating enough for little liquid dots on his arms and face. You on the other hand, were wearing a hoodie But you were the worst. "Darling it's hot. You should really take that off," Jungwon says, turning the ac as cold as he could get it. "I-I'm fine won. I'm not even that hot," Your red face said otherwise. Jungwon eyes you. He knows you're hot, even more than he is. So he takes slow steps towards you. "Y/n, show me your arms, now." It was all coming together for him. You looked more drained everyday, sadder, more tired, plain exhausted. You always refused to wear short sleeves, saying you were more comfortable in long sleeves. He knew, and you knew it. "Wonie I... What do you mean?" You knew exactly what he meant. "Show me your arms now," he repeats. Your head hangs low as you slowly tuck your fingers into the hem of your sleeves, pulling them up to reveal long deep marks of pinkish purple cuts. Jungwons eyes go soft, welling up with tears. "I don't understand, w-was it something I did???" He stutters out. Your body fills with guilt head to toe as tears stream down his face. You pull him into your embrace and apologize as many times as you can, promising him you won't do it again. After that day Jungwon isn't as aggressive with you. He speaks calmly and holds his patience. Never raising his hand on you again.

𓆏Heeseung

"Baby hurry up, I have to use the restroom." Heeseung says from outside of the bathroom door. Your heart drops into the pit of your stomach. You panic, washing the blood off of your arms and shoving the razor in a droor. Heeseung gets a little worried hearing the ruckus going on. "Baby? Y/n are you alright love?" Your still rinsing the blood down the sink. "Yea Hee I'm fine! Just washing my hands." You shout, hoping you sound convincing. You weren't self harming because of heeseung, but because of stress. You knew he would blame himself if he found out no matter what you told him. You're beginning to feel dizzy due to the blood loss. Heeseung knows better than for someone to spend 5 minutes washing their hands. He starts shaking the knob of the door, telling you to unlock it and let him in. When he receives no answer, he starts beating through the door with his fist, no cares of the pain and blood on his hand. When he finally grabs the known from the inside and gets in. He's met with your fainted body on the floor. He immediately goes into a panicked state and picks you up, running you down to the car. The whole ride there he's regretting everything, the punishments, the yelling, the jealousy, every time he's laid his hands on you. He was sick for hurting someone so precious. Better yet, making them hurt themselves. He imagines every way to apologize when you wake up at the hospital. Hoping you'll do the right thing and just leave him.

𓆏Jay

Jay is definitely not the most patient person you'll meet. Normally, you were used to the yelling, after all, he never went any further than that. It was a Monday, so as usual, you came home exhausted with everything in you. "Where the fuck have you been," You jumped. It was Jay, his voice sounded more like he was making a statement than asking a question. You game him a confused look, wondering why he looked so pissed. "I don't like repeating myself," he says. "I-What do you mean baby?" You were genuinely lost. "Do you have any idea what time it is Y/n?" You checked your phone. 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙩. You had fell asleep on the bus ride home. They must've gotten into traffic, it happens often. Suddenly you feel the breath knocked out of you, your back pressed against the wall that was inches behind you seconds ago. It took you a couple seconds to realize, he had his hands around your neck. He laid his hands on you, something he swore he'd never do. You tried to let out a sound, anything, but nothing came out. Your eyes starting to blink out tears. You were truely scared of him. He seemed to snap out of his daze, instantly letting you out of his grip. You let out a gasp and ran upstairs to your shared bedroom, locking the door behind you. You were done. You had taken enough of this, his manipulation, lies, psychotic behavior, all of it. You had no where to go. You felt your life collapse in a single second, just when you were starting to trust him. You remembered the first tactic you'd use when you were 15. Something that seemed to take away pain.(IT DOESN'T, THIS IS FOR THE PART, I SPEAK FROM EXPERIENCE) You went into the bathroom and grabbed a razor from the shower, instantly bringing it to your arm, ignoring jays quiet sobs outside for you. "Baby I'm so sorry, please let me in." Nothing. Suddenly he starts shaking the knob. "Answer me Y/n please. You can't ignore me forever, let's talk about this." Your skin was burning, a familiar sting in your veins. His begs becoming more faded. The last thing you saw before going unconscious was a crying jay, on he's knee holding you in his arms all while on the phone with an emergency operator, muttering out a series of apologies.

𓆏Jake

Idk accidental self h4rm bc your a clutz luv☹️

The poor baby had a panick attack when he got a call from you that you were in the hospital, one bc you were in public with other guys that he didn't trust, two bc you were hurt. He only relaxed when you told him you had only accidently cut your hand pretty bad while making lunch(a̶n̶d̶ t̶h̶a̶t̶ y̶o̶u̶ h̶a̶d̶ a̶ f̶e̶m̶a̶l̶e̶ d̶o̶c̶t̶o̶r̶)̶ . He scolds you a lil and reminds you to be careful next time. Little did you know, there would be no next time😂 He won't let you cook again when he's not around, no matter what it is. He'll cook it for you. (I hope this one was a little wholesome yandere-ish break from the others 😂)

𓆏Sunghoon

You woke up feeling extremely light headed. Sunghoons bedset tucked around you. You pulled your arms to the side and saw bandages covering them. You think through the day and wonder when you passed out while you were cutting at your wrists. You started harming yourself about a month and a half ago, after finding out Sunghoon was the one who murdered your parents. After all the years he told you it would be okay and they would catch who did it. Giving you a place to stay. Building up trust. Making you love him. He betrayed you. Like everyone else did. You wondered where he was. Laying in the room for another 6 minutes before the door slowly creeks open. Revealing a soft eyed Sunghoon. You could tell he'd been crying, but he still smiled when he saw you were awake. "Oh baby you're okay!" He said with exclamatory relief. Running over to hug you. "I'm so sorry. I promise I did what I did for a reason. I only wanted to take care of you love." Your parents were not the best, especially your dad. They'd both had their moments where they'd lay their hands on you viciously. After a long minute of him explaining while you could do nothing but sit, still processing. You understood where he was coming from. He sat and begged for your forgiveness for what felt like hours until you finally just hugged him and thought he was better for you than anyone else.

𓆏Sunoo

Harming yourself is nothing new. You've done it many times before you were with sunoo. He knows you get stressed easily, so he's very soft with you. That's where his yandere comes in. He's so soft that he wants to keep you from the cold world that hurt you before he came to take care of you, so he can keep you safe and under his loving care. So what does he do about school, well the answers simple, he drops you out. But, he has no clue of the thoughts about college racing through your mind lately. Wondering if it's too late to try school again. Better yet, wondering if sunoo will even let you go to school, let alone college if you ask him. Stress building up. Your sensitive body isn't mentally built up for all the hard thoughts you put on yourself. Normally, you just tell sunoo and he makes it all better. But this is different, what if he gets upset with you for wanting to go back, what if he leaves you? Sooner or later, you let your mind get the best of you and felt like you couldn't talk to anyone. You pick up a pair of scissors, slowly opening them, you eyelshes shiny with soft tears. And cut one little line on your lower arm right above your wrist. *click* Sunoo's home from school(he goes to a private) "Sweets, I'm home." He calls out. You wanted to drop the scissors and run. But you couldn't, regret. That's what it was. You couldn't just tell sunoo. You burst out crying. Hearing the noise, Sunoo rushes over to the kitchen. He takes a moment to process what lies before him. Once he realizes what's going on, his heart shatters. He drops his bag and runs over to you, pulling you into the warmest hug possible. He didn't even care to ask. He didn't want to make it any worse than it already was. Long story short you explained to him later(after pinkie promising to never harm yourself again) and he let you go to his school with no hesitation. Don't expect him to not tug you away from guys he's not familiar with, you are his and his only after all.

I'm sooo srry ik it's not my best but I was in a big rush, if there is anything you would like to correct/add I would love if you did so💓Thank you sm for reading!

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When you kiss another members cheek (Hyung Line)

Warnings: yandere themes, possessive behaviour, toxic relationships.

Heeseung

"Jake..! This is so pretty! You did not have to get me this tho.." you say to Jake sweetly. Being of the same age you were close with him and the other two member, jay and Sunghoon. "Oh come on Y/N, when I saw this bracelet I immediately thought of you! And look I got a matching bracelet for me too!" He said sweetly making you smile in contentment. Standing up you ran towards him and gave him a tight hug, as a habit you kissed him on the cheek but it was totally platonic. Right on that moment Heeseung entered the room and saw that unfolding in front of him. He waited for you to stop talking and once you went back to your seat he wasted no time in grabbing your hand and dragging you with him. Entering his bedroom he locked the door and threw daggers at your way. Stumbling back you looked at Heeseung nervously. "Hee...what's wrong? Why are you so angry?" You ask in a quiet voice. Hearing you say that Heeseung took big steps towards you and grabbed your chin harshly "Who said you could kiss Jake on the cheek?" He said angrily. Trying not to anger him you spoke nervously "It was just a kiss on the cheek. It was totally platonic I swear!" Hearing your reassurance Heeseung took a deep breath in and closed his eyes before speaking again. "I just love you so much Y/N. I hate it when you kiss some other man no matter how close I am with him. Please don't do that again. For me." You nodded your head at his words and hugged him.

Jake

"What will you give me in return if I help you cook this dish?" Jake heard Jay's voice when he entered the hallway which lead to the kitchen. Stopping on his track he listened to the conversation. "Uh...I don't know. What do you want me to give you?" He heard Y/N's voice. "A kiss on the cheek?" Hearing jay said that he clenched his fist in anger and jealousy. "Jay...you know Jake would not like that." Hearing your answer Jake relaxed a bit "Oh come on Y/N. I am just saying that as platonic friends. You're like my sister." "Are you sure about this?" He heard Y/N ask. He could not believe that Y/N was considering his request. "Yes. It's just a kiss on the cheek. Jake should not have problem with that." "Okay.." the moment he heard that leaving Y/N's lips he entered the kitchen only to see Y/N kissing jay on the cheeks. Running towards them he pulled Y/N away harshly and glared at Jay. "Know your limits. She is my girlfriend..!" Hearing Jake say that so harshly startled Jay and Y/N. Not waiting to hear Jay's reply Jake pulled Y/N with him. "You're not going to do that ever again. You hear me?" Jake said that harshly while grabbing her shoulders tightly. Too scared to speak at this moment Y/N just nodded at Jake.

Sunghoon

"Riki! You did so great on the stage today! I am so proud of you..!" You said to Riki as you ran towards him and gave him a tight hug. Before breaking the hug you gave him light peck on his cheek and ruffled his hair. Diverting your attention back to Sunghoon you locked your arms with his and left the venue. "Don't you feel proud of Riki when you see him performing on stage at such a young age?" You asked Sunghoon but got no reply in return. Turning to face him you saw him walking quietly while keeping his head down. Holding his hand you stopped him from walking any further and asked "What's wrong? Why are you so quiet?" You ask softly. You noticed how Sunghoon rolled his eyes and spoke up "Why did you hug him? Not only that you even kissed him on the cheek!" You flinched when he shouted the last word. "Hoon I only look at Riki as my younger brother. You don't have to get so worked up on such a small thing.." you trailed off. Hearing your answer Sunghoon scoffed and continued walking. "Why are you always acting like this.." hearing you say that Sunghoon abruptly stopped on his tracks and faced you again. "I just don't like it when you kiss other members cheek or even hug them. I..just don't.." you shook your head at his words and smiled at him "You really don't have to worry Hoon. I only like you.."

Jay

"Wait Sunghoon. No don't leave my hand! I will fall down!" Jay heard you scream from where he was sitting. He, you and sunghoon came to the ice rink today. You wanted to learn how to ice skate and Sunghoon offered to help you. It was going very well. After awhile you and Sunghoon started walking towards Jay. "Why do you want a kiss on your cheek?" Jay heard you ask that to Sunghoon with a laugh, "Can't you do that just for me? I thought I was your friend!" Sunghoon said with a smile. Jay thought that you would just refuse but when you kissed Sunghoon on the cheek jay was not only shocked but he was also angry at you for kissing sunghoon and at sunghoon for making such request. Standing up jay pulled you away from sunghoon and kept his hand on your lower back "Sunghoon it looks like we both need to leave. I have planned something for the two of us. See you later.." before Sunghoon could even reply Jay immediately took of from there with you. Dragging you with him to his car jay pushed you in and started driving "That was so rude Jay. Where are we even going?" You say in slight panic "Who said you could kiss Sunghoon on the cheek?" Jay asked quietly making you look at him for a slight second before looking away "What do you mean? It was just a kiss." You screamed in panic when Jay hit on the breaks suddenly. Getting in your face Jay slowly said "Never. Kiss another man who is not me ever again, understand?" Too scared to say anything you just nodded your head. Calming down a bit jay started the car again as if nothing happened.

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Yk that trend on tt where the girl shows off her new nails and she rubs the bfs bulge.. can you write that with y/n and heethan 😭

"You like my nails?" MDNI 18+ below:

"Hey babe."

Heeseung waves his hand behind, shutting the door as he never breaks the gaze he has on your lovely frame knelt over a small board of your equipment.

"I just did my nails, come look at them."

He only smirks as he makes his way over to the bed, leaving his manspread legs to drape over the edge as you lean against his kneecaps. "do you like them?"

You softly place your palm over the subtle bulge of his jeans. It was faint, yet you heard the deep inhale of his breath as his chest heaved in, slowly releasing a steady exhale. You flip your hand and graze your knuckles over the same spot, displaying your beautifully manicured nails, dragging them over and across his crotch. You swore it looked as if the thing was breathing on its own, as if it had it's own pulse.

You repeated your motions once more. "What do you think?" Looking up, you were shocked to find that, for the first time since ever meeting Heeseung, you had him quivering with a yearning desire that was restrained. His endearing intent on trying to find the words to express how beautiful your nails looked, detained him from acting out on his usual manner in taking you with brute and passionate force. This was new...and you liked it. Finally, you had him at your mercy.

"Tell me you like them..." you spoke out softly, continuously grazing over his bulge as it hardens by the second. "Uh...uh huh..." his deep voice comes out shaky as he still found himself dumbfounded to find the appropriate words. He wanted to demand you to prop your rear up, and tell you to scream out his name while he starts to pummel his tip deep into your belly. But, he knew that you had been working hard in manicuring your nails to the shape and color that he liked best, and your hard work paid off as you succeeded...they looked splendid. He wanted to express that and not resort to his animalistic ways....but you can't teach an old dog new tricks.

He starts to tilt his head back, leaving the underside of his chin and his entire throat exposed while laughing darkly.

"Babe?" you call out confusingly. What was with him? first he was restraining himself, now he's finding it funny that you're putting the moves on him? What was his deal?

"Heeseung what's so funny?" you asked with a sklight flare of annoyance in your tone.

"Oh baby...baby, baby, baby...my pretty little fucking baby...." he stretches as he leans back on his forearms, slowly resetting his face to gaze forward, back into your eyes. "Mmmm....baaaaaaby...."

You gulped as you saw the transformation of his gaze go from soft Heeseung to his dementing Ethan ego.

"Oh baby....you want cock that badly, huh?"

You start to shuffle backwards when he quickly lunges forward, catching you in his grip. "Oh come on now...dont get shy on me. Let me go ahead and return the favor."

Stripping off your shorts and panties, he rolls your tank top up and over your breasts, leaving the rolled bundled right under your chin. Pinning your arms behind in a firm wrist lock, he leaves you laying over his lap with your legs spread, face to face. Hovering his palm over your cavity, he looks deep into your eyes as he leans in, nose tip touching yours. His fingers gently swipe over your plush lips and clitoral slit, before turning over and doing the same motion with the back side of his hand. Whispering, his deep voice grazes over your skin...

"Do you like my nails baby?"

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[rowretro]

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

✧GIFS AND IMAGES DO NOT BELONG TO ME✧

✧warnings: toxic/yandere themes, harassment, violence, stalking and ofc bullying

✧synopsis: Yandere Enhypen as your bullies, they find out a boy likes you and you may like that boy back hence they snapped...

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✧LEE HEESEUNG✧

To think that he would even let the boy to cross paths with you, you must have been stupid. God Heeseung is so in love with you to the extent of wanting all your attention on him. What better way is there to have him under your control is there than to bully you?

You were used to this by now, the slapping, the ripping up your homework, the harsh slut shaming, and the way he made sure you were isolated from everyone. But when he saw you pull out an envelope with a box of your favourite chocolates in your locker, boy was he mad...

Within seconds, the gifts were smacked out of your hand as you found yourself being pinned harshly against the locker, your head felt extremely painful from the impact. "Fuck I know I kept calling you a whore but I expected you NOT to be one Lee y/n." The man seethed through gritted teeth as he yanked your hair back, his other hand sliding underneath your shirt, You were quite taken aback by this rough behaviour and the change in surname.

"You're fucking mine don't you get it at this point?!" Heeseung spat as the girl frowned. "Heeseung- but-" before you can even dare to continue that sentence, he kissed you forcefully, saliva dripping down your jaw as it mixed with your tears and his saliva. "Like it or not you are mine." The man spat lastly

✧PARK JONGSEONG✧

Being such a rich, smart, spoiled son of one of the biggest CEOs in South Korea, Jay always got his way around everything. He was always cocky and he loved how little everyone looked around him. His eyes then landed on you. The most innocent, pure looking sweetheart. Since the day he laid eyes on you he knew you were his. Hence he did everything to keep you to yourself.

It started off accidentally. He wanted to be nice but he accidentally pulled her hair. Seeing how she yelped, tearing up a little, he fell in deeper love with the sight. Since then he continuously yanks her hair, says hurtful things and embarrasses you every chance he gets. Recently, Jay caught sight of a boy and you. His blood boiling at the sight of you two giggling together.

He was extremely pissed off dragging you away from the male, and to his car despite your cries and protests, he simply pushed you in, cuffing you to the side as he got into the driver's seat. "JAY- WHAT THE HECK?!" You finally screamed as he started driving. "Sorry pretty baby... Have to take you to your new home, it seems you're forgetting who you belong to..." He trailed off with a smirk.

✧SIM JAEYUN✧

Jake wasn't known for being violent or rude, but he was pretty popular among the girls. However, he only had his interest in one woman. You. Every time you'd walk past he'd smack or grope you. The male loves getting you into detention where you'll be stuck with him alone.

Recently, you had been coming to school feeling a little happier despite his antics, which Jake obviously found suspicious. The man stalked you home, only to see Haruto, one of the boys in your class, walking with you. Jake scoffed to himself, smirking as he walked to his home.

The next morning, you were met with Jake's car parked at the entrance of your home. the man yanked you in driving you to his place. Jake pulled you out, dragging you to the basement where he chained you up against the wall. "Welcome to your new home darling... Of course your room is much prettier but for you to see that Why for now..." Jake trailed off, fiddling with his knife. "you deserve a punishment for being such a slut." He darkly said.

✧PARK SUNGHOON✧

Park Sunghoon was equally as intimidating as he is pretty, girls swoon over him on a daily basis, but will never approach him. Why would they when anyone he touches ends up dead... except for you. The only girl he has spared. Sunghoon hated people so much, he loved to kill for a living, and no one dared to take action for He was the very son of an extremely dangerous mafia boss.

Sunghoon however felt something different when he met you... for the first time in his life he experienced love and only one woman can give him that... you. So he did everything and anything to get your attention, he loved seeing you cry and scream and beg just for him. Heck when he saw that boy ask you out... the boy died on the spot.

Sunghoon yanked you to an empty classroom slamming you against the table as he slapped you. "FUCKING SMILLING AT THAT BASTARD?! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU ACCEPT THAT SHITTY BOQUET WHEN IM HERE WITH EVERYTHING A WOMAN NEEDS?!" Sunghoon yelled, yanking her hair as he kissed her, his fangs stabbing her lips as he kissed her so painfully. "You're fucking mine hmm? everything you do is for me." he mumbled, as he stroked her cheek.

✧KIM SUNOO✧

The boy is pretty sassy, everyone knows that. However people weren't to fond of talking to him after seeing how he treats you. Sure he runs his mouth spitting vulgar, heart breaking words at you, but he always follows it up with some violence. But can you blame him?He's obsessed with you, god the way you whimper and cry, how cute you looked when putting ur arms out, trying to stop him.

Like those cute little hands can do anything to stop him from throwing a chair at you. Oh but you really crossed the line when you smiled with Jaemin. The senior who obviously has a thing for you. Sunoo beat the living shit out of Jaemin, before carrying you away. You tried to kick and punch, but you couldn't get him to budge. He threw you on the floor of his living room as he took off his belt.

The man showed no mercy as he continuously belted you, his eyes bloodshot with anger "HOW. FUCKING. DARE. YOU." He yelled between the hits. He threw his belt away, as you snuggled into the sofa, hugging your knees as Sunoo breathed heavily. He suddenly knelt down before you, grabbing your jaw to make you face him "Oh no sweetheart im sorry, I know it hurt put I had to punish you sweetheart... you need to know you're mine hmm?" He asked, oh so sweetly...

✧YANG JUNGWON✧

Jungwon is crazy in love with you, but he couldn't just show it.... he can't be seen as weak to you. Instead, he expressed his undying love by embarrassing you in front of students, making you cry with his words. He loves it, Now he knows you cry and scream just because of him...

Jungwon frowned when he saw Choi Yeonjun check you out, clearly having something for you. He didn't even fail to notice How you smiled at him too. Bad move. Bad bad move. How dare you fall for someone like that when he's there waiting for you?! He could deal with Yeonjun later. Right now... he needed to put you in your place.

As you walked into the locker room, to put you books in your locker, you suddenly get slammed against the locker, the sound of the room door locking evidently heard. The man turned you around so you could face him, his eyes piercing into yours as he grabbed your jaw "What?... expecting Yeonjun?!" He asked, bitterly as you frowned. Jungwon forced his lips onto yours, kissing you extremely roughly before pulling away and slapping you painfully. "You're fucking mine dont you dare look at other men... you do not want to know what im capable of darling..." he trailed off.

✧NISHIMURA RIKI✧

Riki was pretty young, youngest in his friendship group, often being babied, but he hated that hence he always wore that cold façade. It was no surprise he was cold to you too, except... he still always put his attention on you. Whether its tripping you over, accusing you of random shit and slapping you ever so painfully, yanking your hair and forcefully kissing you out of the blue.

You hated it. You hated him. But Riki was madly in love with you. That's why he continuously tortured you. That's also why you saw him stabbing an already dead Sungchan who was flirting with you by the lockers. Riki was covered in blood, his psychotic blank eyes now landing on yours. "Awww sweetheart did I scare you?..." He taunted, chuckling as he smeared the blood on your cheek.

Oh how cute you looked being so scared of him, the way you fainted there and then, falling in his arms. Riki smirked, kissing you all over "Finally mine, all mine princess... you're right in my arms where I need you... where you belong and be safe my darling..." Riki smirked, carrying you to his home.

#yandere au #yandere imagines #yandere kpop #kpop yandere #yandere enhypen #enha x reader #lee heeseung #nishimura riki #park jongseong #kim sunoo #sim jaeyun #park sunghoon #yang jungwon #yandere enha ot7 #yandere enha reaction #yandere enha #bully kpop #bully enhypen #yandere!enhypen #enhypen yandere #enhypen #yandere #yandere jay #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen scenarios #enhypen reactions #enhypen series #heeseung #jay #niki

[unbloomedrose]

𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐒•𝐏𝐒H

O͟n͟l͟y͟ a͟ f͟i͟c͟t͟i͟o͟n͟ n͟o͟t͟h͟i͟n͟g͟ t͟o͟ b͟e͟ t͟a͟k͟e͟n͟ s͟e͟r͟i͟o͟u͟s͟ o͟f͟

N͟o͟ h͟a͟t͟e͟ t͟o͟ a͟n͟y͟ c͟h͟a͟r͟a͟c͟t͟e͟r͟ p͟o͟t͟r͟a͟y͟e͟d͟ h͟e͟r͟e͟

W͟r͟i͟t͟i͟n͟g͟ t͟h͟i͟s͟ f͟o͟r͟ m͟y͟ o͟w͟n͟ p͟l͟e͟a͟s͟u͟r͟e͟

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𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅

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𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖✩♬ ₊˚.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩♬ ₊˚.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

8months of their married life it was a arrange marriage between two people who had their own ideas and own dreams to achieve one to become a figure skater and one to become a ballerina but who knows fate had different plans for them bounded by a marriage where they both don't even love each other oh they do speak to each other only when they want something from each other not paying to each other as like they both don't know each other existence the husband goes to work while the wife is a housewife but more like roomates not a actual husband and wife

I'm home.*the husband said walking in taking his coat off as he looked around for his wife expecting to hear his voice taking his shoes off he walked in too see his wife sleeping on the sofa peacefully he raised his eyebrows it was raining snowing outside as he looked at the clock its 2:00pm and some delicious shell spreads the living hall he looked at the kitchen walking there to see food he took a bite nodding his head as he walked to his room changing into a comfy clothes as he took the heavy blanket carrying it as he softly wrapped it around her softly covering it on her on his wife as he sighed before looking at her for the first time he actually paid attention to her features he softly moved the hair on her face patting her head as he sat on the kitchen counter eating what she made for her thinking about everything happened so far today he was eating until he heard some whimpers sounds coming around snapping back from the thoughts he looked around to see his wife struggling in sleep he stood rushing to her unknowingly as he stood there infront of her with a poker face not knowing what to do he watched her struggle as she was breathing heavily whimpering as she looked like she's having a nightmare he stood there not knowing what to do as he's someone who don't show his emotions to anyone he slowly reached his hands at her crouching down to the sofa level as he caressed her hair softly

I'm here......im ...here*he said softly stuttering looking at her as he sighed nervously hands reaching on her back patting it softly but I ly to hear more groaning sounds coming from his wife mouth he shaked her body hoping to wake her up from her nightmare as she struggled on the sleep he looked around awkwardly before sitting on the couch pulling her body to his. Hugging her softly expecting her to calm down as his plan worked out she stopped struggling the noise reduced he looked at her awkwardly not knowing what to do as he let her wrapped her arms around him he pulled the blanket around them he was lost in his thoughts untill his wife Muttered something gaining his attention

Please don't go..."the wife requested in his chest clinging into him tightly snuggling in making the husband heartbeat seeing how close they both are"

I won't

The husband muttered softly as he hugged her tightly caressing her back hair in a soft way comforting her as he closed his eyes Fallin asleep the very next day the birds chirping sound were heard the sun hitted on their face making the wife wakeup she yawned streching her arms as her eyes fell on the male holding into her like he's not gonna see her again if he ever let's her go she looked at him with widen eyes gently moving his hands she was about to wakeup until she was pulled back into his embrace her wrist being held tightly looking around the male deep voice cooed to her ears as she looked at in confusion

Stay"the male demanded in sleep with his eyes being still closed she looked at him before laying her head in his chest nervously

S-sunghoon i have wor-", i said stay."the poor girl was about to speak until her husband shushed her in one sentence making her sigh falling asleep the husband pulled her into him snuggling as he wrapped the blanket around him and her so they can get comfy hours passes by but what they didn't realise was how long it's been now since they been cuddling it's 6:23pm now nearly morning as her husband woke up seeing her wife still sleeping he wrapped the blanket around her walking to the room to do his business taking a bath as he changed into his business attire glancing at his wife before leaving the room he was about to leave the home too untill he hesitated he stopped on his track as he bite his lips he looked back before stepping inside the kitchen as he throwed his bag on the couch making some thing for her after he was done he wiped the sweat off his forehead as he took his bag from the couch walking out of the home before locking it

The wife wokeup as she knows her husband must have left to his work by now she did her business wearing some formal attire as she got ready for the day hours later after reading the books she got bored as she decided to walk out of her home to her garden to clean the grass as she was doing it she didn't realised how late it become as she was cleaning a voice was heard calling for her

Miss !!!*turning around it's her nearly her age male neighbour he walked to her with a very unsettling smile as he looked at her up and down as he folded her arms she smiled at him before nodding her head

Need help mrs..park?*he asked as she declined politely but he didn't moved at all she looked at him with confused face before taking a step back only for him to take a step towards her she smiled nervously Looking at him scared holding her gardening equipment

What's the matter mrs.park I'm trying to be helpful yk?..*he said with a laugh walking to her to scare her even more as she took another step back trying to tell him no no

Beside your husband isn't h-well he's here now",the male voice was cutted off by her husband glaring at him as he walked towards them he eyed his wife and that male"

Oh hey mr.park just trying to be a gentleman and help her out yk men's these days?..*he said laughing as he was about to touch his wife joking untill sunghoon pulled his wrist twisting it making him yelp in pain"

Touch her again and you are dead

The man looked at him like he was some crazy before cursing and walking from there sunghoon eye fell on his wife who was looking at them both he walked to his wife crouching down to his level checking her are you okay?he asked looking at her as his wife nodded nervously he sighed before pulling into a hug as her eyes gone widen hesitatedly she returned the warm hug as she patted his back sunghoon broke the hug looking at her

Dont let any man touch you other than me got it?.."he asked looking at her caressing her cheeks feeling something within him for the first time towards his wife

Y-yes*she stuttered nervously scared of her husband behaviour as sunghoon looked at her ruffling her hair before carried her inside the home as he locked the door of the home

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[heeseung-min]

hii your writing is so good. hehehe do you mind if I request like. y/n had an amnesia and found out everything. that his husband wasn’t actually his real husband. (you can choose between enha member hehe)

[13:05]

"Good morning, sweetheart."

You smiled and felt your husband was hugging your body from behind. You were cooking fried rice kimchi as meal for breakfast. Usually Jay would be doing all of that since he always in charge of preparing the foods but you wanted to do it today. You let Jay snuggled and left some kisses on your shoulders before finally turn off the stove and serve the rice.

"I will be late today. Need to finish some assignments. Don't wait for me, okay?"

"Okay. I just left some dinner for you later."

"Sure. What are you planning to do today?"

"Uhm, I don't know. Maybe just watch some movies and cleaning the house."

Both of you continue talking while enjoying the breakfast. It's like a routine that you guys would do before Jay will go to work. After you and him shared goodbye kisses, you started to do the chores from doing the laundry until cleaning every rooms.

When you reached Jay' small office, you were a bit curious why this whole time he didn't let you to clean the room but today he gave you permission when you asked him. You didn't think too much and just open the door and looked around the room. It was a little bit dusty and messy with bunch of papers from his work. Maybe that's why he didn't let you clean the room.

You separated the papers from important to unimportant documents and discarded the unimportant one and sweep the dust on the table and the book shelves. You opened the window to ventilate the room and sat on his chair to rest yourself for few minutes. Your eyes caught the photo album that was on the table and slide off the pages watching pictures of you and Jay going to some places. Until you reached the last page where it was unfamiliar photo that you never see before but it has you in it. You were standing with a man but the face has been crossed with red pen made it difficult to detect the person.

"Why I never know about this picture?"

You decided to keep the picture and ask Jay when he's back from work. You continue to clean the room until you stumbled to a box and made it the things inside it fell to the floor.

"Ah shit. Erghh, I just clean it."

You quickly took all the papers and documents and put it back inside the box but your attention suddenly attracted to the specific paper that contains your own picture.

MISSING!!! IF YOU FOUND HER PLEASE CALL US!!!

You read the detail on the paper. This was three years ago before you married Jay. What was happening actually? You didn't have any clue about it. You started rummaging the boxes to find more clue and dumbfounded when you saw a marriage picture of you and someone else but not Jay. You suspected this was the same guy that you saw on the picture that has been crossed on his face.

Is the guy your real husband?

What about Jay?

"What are you doing there, sweetheart?"

You startled at the voice. He shouldn't be back at this time. Your hands started to shake when the nervous feeling hit you. Jay walked closer when you didn't respond to him. You felt scared when you finally connected the dots.

"Let's go out, sweetheart. My shift done early today."

"Who are you?"

Jay tilted his head and staring confusedly at you. He thought you were joking so he wanted to pull you closer to hug you but you stepped back instead.

"What are you playing right now, baby?"

"Answer me! Why I found my wedding picture with someone else?! What did you do to me three years ago??!!!"

Jay sighed and rolled his eyes. He cursed to himself for not throwing the box out.

"You aren't supposed to know about that, y/n."

"...what?"

You didn't have enough time to react when you felt Jay hit your head from the side and made your head collided harshly to the table. The last thing you saw was Jay's face and you felt he was gently carressing your hair.

"I did this for you."

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When you woke up, you were at the hospital with Jay sleeping beside you while holding your hand. He jolted when he felt you were moving.

"Baby, are you okay?"

He asked as he caressed your hair and let you leaned closer. You didn't remember anything that caused you to be in here and you felt hurt when you tried it so you just shake your head.

"I'm good but how can I be at here?"

"The doctor said you fainted due to the stress. I'm sorry for not taking care of you."

"No no no you are doing good enough already."

Jay smiled when you hugged his body. He adjusted his body so both of you can fit on the bed. He pat your back until you finally sleep again on his arms.

And the cycle will repeat again.

You will live as the wife of Jay.

And this time Jay will burn every single thing that related to your past.

Man that was hard😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😦 yall better enjoy it or i will haunt you guys down

Taglist: @stacey-stonem @duolingofanaccount @obsessed1with1straykids @huggyuvita @rowretro @eeunoia @soireegurl

#yandere kpop #yandere enhypen #kpop yandere #enha x reader #lee heeseung #park jongseong #park sunghoon #jake sim #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #nishimura riki #yandere jay #jay enhypen #yandere jongseong #enhypen sunoo #enhypen au #enha imagines #yandere drabble #enhypen scenarios

[chlorinecake]

ｃｏｎｖｅｎｉｅｎｔ ｃｈａｎｃｅｓ II

🎱 pairing: yandere!stalker!enhypen x fem!reader

🎱 cw: language, non-con kissing and touching, reader gets tortured-ish, slight dumbification, use of the nickname "doll"

🎱 wc: 3k — read part one and three here

YOU AWOKE TO the feeling of the once running vehicle coming to a complete stop, doors unlocking at every which side.

Niki nudged your exhausted body, “Rise and shine, sleepy head.” Meanwhile, Heeseung hooked his arms under your armpits, guiding you out of the car. Your legs hit the ground, drawing your attention to your surroundings. From what you could tell, it was still fairly late in the night, and you were in the middle of the woods. Not too unfamiliar of a scene to you, but still a good ways away from civilization.

Jake ran over to hold your feet, Heeseung and him now holding you in a hammock position. They carried you past a campfire to a ledge on the cliff where the rest of the boys were standing ominously, Sunoo deciding to stay back in the car.

“Now look. We're not gonna hurt you unless we have to, so consider this all an unruly warning. A reminder of who you belong to,” Jay slithered, grabbing a stick from the ground to trail your frightened features. “You're not making any sense, Jay! If this was all apart of your plan to get my attention, why’d you have to kill Mandy?”

The six boys exchanged looks, laughing hysterically at your pitiful state.

“We didn’t kill her, jackass,” Sunghoon spat.

“What do you think life is? Some sort of simulation where people do the same things every single day?”

“She got the night off,” Jake finished, “so I covered for her shift.”

You internally sighed in relief, "Great, so you’re just trying to scare me, then?”

Heeseung peered at you from above, “Are you scared?”

You spat in his face, causing him to snicker in amusement. He dropped one of your arms to wipe your spit from his face, holding you up by one arm. “I like her," he grinned, reached down to squeeze your cheek harshly.

Jay stuck the stick he held in the fire before sealing the red hot edge at the side of your waist.

“Ahhgg,” you groaned in pain, provoking Jay to dig the burning stick even further into your skin, “Don’t fuck this up for me, love. I'm trying to be nice here, and you're only making things more difficult.”

“Alright, ladies, let’s stay on track, please,” Jungwon complained, impatiently nudging Jay’s shoulder.

“Right. We’re gonna ask you a question. Though, there’s only one right answer.”

“W-wha-what?"

“Slow down, dummy. Let him finish,” Niki retorted at your stuttering.

“Fuck this, walk her to the ledge,” Sunghoon directed, Heeseung and Jake guiding your frame to the cliff, their grips tightening around your wrists and ankles the more you struggled against them.

“It’s like you want us to punish you,” Heeseung smirked, swinging you back in forth dangerously close to the edge, Jake chuckled at your trembling. You screwed your eyes shut, preferring not to see whether they’d actually throw you over the cliff or not.

Jay stood in the background, observing your terror before speaking.

“There are two ways this night can end, ____. One, you fight back and my boys will do with you as they please.”

Jungwon and Niki snickered to each other.

Your lower lip quivered at the sound of their devilish tone's, feeling your arms and legs go numb from the awkward position you hung at.

“Two, you and I continue our relationship as if nothing ever changed and you swear your loyalty to me.”

“Booooo,” Sunghoon whined sarcastically, “I like the first option better.”

“The choice is yours, love. So choose wisely.”

“Fuck," you groaned exhaustedly, "fine! I’ll go with you! Just please make them put me down!”

“Tsk tsk tsk. You were so close, love, but I’m not sure if I favor the delivery of your answer. Try again, sweetheart, I know you can do it.”

“J-Jay,” your voice cracked with frustration, feeling the two rascals starting to swing you again.

You hated that he persisted on making this a difficult situation for you, even though you had already complied. You swallowed the lump in your throat, blinking away the moisture in your eyes before continuing.

“I’ll go with you, Jay. I swear, I won’t leave you again!”

“And?”

“And my love and loyalty belongs to you, Jay. Always and forever.”

The wilderness fell silent, the sound of your jagged breaths filling the atmosphere.

Jay kneeled down to meet your tired figure that hung in the air, pulling your face to his before kissing the corner of your lips.

“I know, my love. And I’ve worked so hard to make sure you finally know that, too.”

He gave Jake and Heeseung a look before they released your aching limbs from their hostile grasp, your body flopping on the rocky ground.

“Eugh,” you grunted as Jay pulled you into his hold.

“All of you get in the car!” Sunghoon ordered, rounding up the rest of the boys as Jay carried you to the vehicle, dropping his friends off at their places before bringing you back to his house.

Your new “home.”

THE NEXT DAY, you and Jay were at a fancy restaurant just like old times. He bought you the most lovely black dress and stilettos to wear for the evening, complimented with pearl accents that matched his fancy wrist watch. It had been a while since you went out for food other than the convenience store, especially not with your ex-boyfriend.

He pulled your chair out for you before sitting at the other side of the table, analyzing the menu before initiating small talk.

“So, how’s life been? We haven't had many opportunities to catch up in a while.”

You ran a finger over the dish titles under the plastic covering of the menu, “I don’t see the point in discussing my life details with you when I’m sure you’ve already seen everything.”

Jay paused for a moment as if hitting a brick wall, clenching his jaw at your reply.

“Can’t you see I’m trying here, ____?” He pleaded, looking into your frustrated eyes, “I know I can’t take back what I’ve done to you, but this is a start. I already explained that my intentions were noble, I just-“ he paused again.

“You’re just crazy about me, right? Is that it?” You teased, crossing your legs under the table.

Jay snickered, showcasing his cat-like teeth.

“See? I knew you understood me,” he feigned glee, peering in a little closer over the table before whispering, “now stop disrespecting me or I’ll take your ass home and demonstrate just how crazy you make me.” His hand found yours, giving it a gentle squeeze that didn’t match the cruel nature of his words.

What was wrong with him?

“Good evening, and welcome to The Diamond. What can I start you guys off with? Drinks, appetizers?”

"I'll start with an iced lemon water,” Jay smiled, “and for you, love?”

“Iced water sounds lovely,” you smiled back, fighting the urge to kick him under the table.

“Anything else before we move onto entrées,” the waiter asked. Your eyes were so stuck on a Jay that you hadn’t realized it was Niki dressed as the server. You felt like the ceiling was caving in on you.

“Is everything okay, Miss?” Niki asked sarcastically, tilting a mocking head at your anxious state.

“Y-yes, I’m alright,” you stammered, trying to remain calm.

“I’ll let you know if we need anything else,” Jay finished, Niki bowing before running off to serve other tables.

“You brought back up?” You scoffed, shaking your head at him.

“No, doll, I’ve only ordered water so far. No need to panic, I’m paying anyways,” he chuckled, observing the menu once again.

You hated the nickname doll, as it only added to your circumstances of being his play thing. You watched as a thick bead of water trailed down the side of your glass, a bright yellow lemon floating in the mixture. You stuck your bare hand into the cup, bringing the lemon to your lips to suck on.

The slurping noises you made caught Jay’s attention, “What’re you doing, ____?” He asked in shock at your sudden change in behavior.

A few drops of the lemon dripping on your tits, drawing Jay's attention to your cleavage. You got up from the table, feeling Niki's threatening gaze burn holes into your back. You pushed your chest out, “Can you clean me up, Jay? I’m such a mess,” you pouted getting on your knees for him.

“____, this isn’t funny. You know better than to act out in a place like this.”

“Don’t keep your dumb doll waiting, Jay-Jay,” you ignored him, reaching a hand to stroke his thighs.

He snatched your wrist with such a force that the contact with his skin and yours made a snapping sound.

“That was your last strike, love. You don’t get any more chances to behave.”

For whatever reason, you didn’t feel threatened by his words. You knew that your actions would only lead to the inevitable cycle that Jay planned to evoke on you anyways.

He guided you through the restaurant, a few people observing the event in disgust. “She’s just a little tipsy,” Jay remarked halfheartedly, rushing through the doors before shoving you in the passenger's seat of his truck.

“What the hell was that, Jay?”

“Pfft, you’re asking me that?”

“How am I supposed to trust you when you bring your goons around to watch me? When you threaten my safety over my emotions?”

Jay shook his head at your words, “you're not the victim here, love.”

You scoffed before he continued.

“I may have hurt you physically, but you broke my fucking heart, and that can never be healed. Not until I correct your behavior,” he frowned, pulling into a driveway.

You didn’t bother asking why you were here because you knew this place all too well. It was the same place he’d take you whenever he wanted to “teach you a lesson.”

He called it his classroom.

So here you were, a student smelling of sweet citrus with your aggravated teacher and his hostile cane. You imagined each whack would feel more like a hit to your mind than it’d hurt you physically. Because that was the thing about Jay.

He’d cut you from the surface, but forget that those wounds often travel much deeper.

He held the small of your back as he guided you to the doorstep at the front porch, taking in your nervous frame.

“____,” he began, taking your hands in his but your gaze fell to the ground, fearful tears starting to spill from your eyes. So much for holding it in all this time.

“Save you tears love,” Jay continued, lifting up your face and wiping the moisture from your cheeks, “I’m not gonna hurt you anymore.”

His words delayed your tears mid-stream, staring into his eyes with confusion.

“What are you saying, Jay?” You sniffled.

“I’m saying that I considered your words. 'How can you trust someone who hurts you?' That’s what you said, right?”

You hummed in response, more keen on listening to him than speaking for yourself.

"Well. In that case, I promise that I'll never lift a finger against you in a violent way. From now on, my hands will only be used to love and adore you, my love. Do you understand?"

You felt the tears starting to form at the corners of your eyes again.

This promise of his was almost too good to be true.

"Y-yes, Jay," you hiccuped, face feeling hot from the breath you held, "I understand."

Suddenly, he pulled you close to him, tenderly connecting his lips with yours. You didn’t reject his kiss because for whatever reason, you craved his comforting.

He broke from the embrace, unlocking the door to reveal the oozing black that danced within the structure of the eerily familiar house. He nodded, initiating you to enter without his force. "I'll see you in two hours," he said as you noticed the six pairs of soulless eyes staring back at you. Your legs grew stiff, but Jay pushed you in, locking the door behind you before going about his evening.

You beat on the door like a mad woman, “Fu- ughh! Jay! Please don’t leave me in here with them,” you screamed desperately, shaking at the door knob in terror. You heard footsteps approaching you from behind before Heeseung, the eldest of the bunch, grabbed your shoulder viscously, pinning you against the cold door.

“Nice to see you again, cutie. I’m sure you remember me from our last encounter,” he grinned, leaning in to breathe his hot breath against your neck, “it’s funny how you smiled in my face while I thought about getting you in a position like this,” he bit down on your skin, “vulnerable, and so fucking pretty for me,” he groaned, harshly kissing at your neck.

Sunghoon pushed him out of the way, giving him a fed up expression, "and I’m sure you remember Jay’s rule.”

Heeseung wiped the wetness from his mouth, “yeah? And what rule was that, fun police?”

“That we’re allowed to mess around with her how we please as long as we avoid leaving any obvious bruises,” Jake finished, cringing at the teeth marks Heeseung left on your neck.

“Hmm,” he hummed in thought, “I should’ve went for the tits.”

You felt nauseous in the middle of all this, having to listen to the perverted boys debate on they'd abuse you. Niki made his way around the corner, walking in your direction.

He pouted back at you facetiously, punching you in the stomach and snickering as you fell to the ground, “you’re such a fucking crybaby,” he spat, grabbing you by the hair just to let you go harshly.

You looked around the dark room, noticing Sunoo standing in a corner alone, mirroring your anguish. You got up and ran to him, falling in his lap before weeping. “Sun, I know what I said to you, but-" your words were cut off by him pushing you away, the back of your head clashing with the hard floor.

“You don’t get to call me that anymore,” he bit back, walking over you as if you were a piece of trash, “finish her off, Jungwon. I don’t wanna have to hear her screams once you get started, so I’ll be outside.”

“Me, too,” Jake added, “I don’t have enough energy for the crybaby tonight,” he rolled his eyes, joining Sunoo outside.

“As you wish, hyung,” Jungwon grinned, grabbing you by the hands before dragging you to the center of the room. The four remaining boys huddled around you like kids in a candy store. Jungwon and Niki held your arms and legs down while Sunghoon kept your head in place.

Heeseung walked over with two large buckets of water, placing them down before coming over to straddle your frame. “How about we play a little game. As I'm sure you’ve learned, there's only one right answer,” he slithered, snaking a hand down to pinch the soft skin of your thigh.

"Your body will give me your answer before your mouth does,” he grinned as Sunghoon reached his hand over to cover your mouth. You fought under Niki and Jungwon’s grip, muffled screams rumbling from your throat.

“I’ve heard that most girls scream when they like it,” Sunghoon chuckled. Heeseung removed Sunghoon’s hand before forcing his tongue past your lips, his tongue fighting against yours.

Sunghoon tried holding your head in place, but he lost his grip as you shook away, biting down on Heeseung’s lip, “FUCK,” he grunted, tasting his own blood fill his mouth.

"She's definitely more of a fighter than a lover," Jungwon began amused, "maybe that's why Jay had so much trouble keeping her around."

By now, you had long forgotten about the large buckets of water sitting a few feet away until Heeseung’s weight left your body, grabbing one of the buckets before dumping it over your face in a stream that lasted thirty seconds.

You hiccuped on the water, struggling to fight the agonizingly steady stream.

“Jake, Sunoo!” Heeseung growled, calling the boys back in.

“Yeah, what’s up?” They asked in unison.

“I’m gonna need a lot more water,” Heeseung ordered, watching you pant for breath beneath him. “Any last words before they get back, because I’m afraid from here, you’ll only be able to burp for the next week," he snickered.

You shook your head violently, more so as a cry for help than an answer to his sadistic question. Heeseung grabbed the second bucket of water, cooing at your misery, "I guess you're choosing to end things on a cliff hanger, for now," Niki smirked, swapping places with Sunghoon so he could restrain your head movements.

That's when the second dry-drowning circuit began, Heeseung pouring the chilly water all over your face. This stream lasted longer than the last one, or maybe it just felt that way because you hadn't had the chance to catch your breath.

The devilish boys would continue to do this for another two hours until Jay came back, occasionally playing with your body in between sessions.

You were soaking wet and your skin seemed blue, considering that you actually passed out a few times from the abuse. Goosebumps stained the surface of your skin as if you they were permanent, feeling as though your life had been completely washed out of you.

Jay didn't bother hanging around at the house before guided you to his car, thanking his friends for “handling you" while he was away.

“So,” Jay began, driving you off to God knows where, “how were they?”

You picked at the skin of your nails, failing to get a hold of your nerves. Your dress was still damp from everything that happened, and your hair was a complete mess. You looked a wreck from the outside, but that hardly compared to the agony you were suffering from on the inside.

“Great,” you replied with a pleasant expression and tone, almost sounding genuine.

"You don't have to lie to me, love. You look dreadful," he admitted, resting a hand on the bumpy skin of your thigh.

"To look on the bright side, I'm sure you learned a very valuable lesson. Hmm?"

"Yes, I did," you replied, your eyes fixed on the dark city skyline ahead of you, lost in your pain.

"Lovely. Now let's get you home and cleaned up. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

Ｔｏ ｂｅ ｃｏｎｔｉｎｕｅｄ.

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[shinehyuk]

haunted forest | lee heeseung

| Genre : yandere, horror, vampire!heeseung

— Summary : wanting to prove everyone wrong, you wander into the haunted forest.

Word Count : 1.5k

tw/cw : obsession, strong language, vampire, blood, heavy themes, please do not read if uncomfortable!!!

› a/n ‹ : HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN @atiny-chocolate-chip !!!!!! I WISH YOU THE VERY BEST PLEASE ENJOY THIS <333 I HOPE IT'S TO YOUR LIKING!!

Maybe taking a walk in the haunted forest wasn't the best idea you've ever had.

But did you care? No. Your life got very boring as of lately and you needed to get a little, tiny pinch of adrenaline added into it. It wasn't like this forest was actually haunted, or so you believed; it was just a big, made up by mothers lie to scare off naughty children not to wander out there alone, and then the lie spread, and the forest got famous for being haunted.

Apparently, everyone who wandered in did not ever wander back out. There are rumors of a non-human creature living in the woods. In your opinion, all of these were just a bunch of stupid, made up lies. What about all the confirmed missing people? They probably were just children that escaped their homes or got lost for other causes; but because of the apparently haunted forest, everyone believed otherwise. It was stupid.

You were going to take a walk in the forest to prove that all these are just a bunch of crap and nothing else. This wasn't a fantasy movie or book, nothing supernatural was happening. But apparently, some people needed a reminder.

You were half-way into the deepest, darkest part of the forest. To your surprise, a few drops of rain fell on your face. Looking up, you noticed that it was raining; and the rain was getting stronger very quickly. You started running, in hopes of finding a place to hide in. While running, you could swear that you saw a pair of red eyes looking at you; but it was probably you being paranoid. This stupid forest had no way of being haunted. It was just a normal forest.

At least that's what you told yourself.

You ran for about five minutes before seeing a place that you could hide in; the rain didn't seem to have any intention of stopping and if not for the trees that were protecting you from above, you'd already be drenched from head to toe. Before you was an old, seemingly abandoned mansion; a few of its windows were missing and it looked like it had not been used in years. In fact, you noticed that the door was a bit open – if someone really lived there, they'd know better than to leave their door open, wouldn't they?

But on the other side, was barging into an abandoned mansion really a smart decision? What if someone actually lived there? How would you explain yourself?

The rain only seemed to get worse as you got second thoughts about coming in, as if trying to force you to enter the mansion. And so you did, tired of getting rained on. You closed the door behind yourself, examining the inside of the mansion. You were in a hallway, looking for a light switch out of habit. To your surprise, you found one; switching it on, it worked. The entire hallway lit up, making you frown. Why was there power? This place looked years abandoned, if not entire decades.

Looking around, you noticed that the place looked way more cared for than the outside of it. In fact, except for a few spider webs, it looked pretty neat. Maybe it was someone's summer house? But who'd want to have a summer house in the middle of a "haunted forest"?

You entered a room, also switching the light switch there on. A big, vintage-looking chandelier in the middle of the ceiling lit up the room. You figured out that it was the living room from the furniture there. It was a bit dusty, but other than that, it looked perfectly fine. At this point, you were creeped out, a million questions appearing in your head.

"Why, hello. What a pleasant surprise."

You turned to the source of the voice that came behind you, gasping in shock at the young-looking male standing before you.

I'm not a robber, I promise!"

"I never said you were." He chuckled. "Hiding from the storm?"

You nod, hearing the rain still raging outside, banging against the windows in the room.

"I see. I don't think it'll be going away in a while; might as well make yourself comfortable. I'll make you tea."

"Am I not bothering you?"

"Not at all. I quite enjoy having company here." The male smiled kindly, but you couldn't help but notice the reddish shade of his eyes and unnaturally pale skin.

The odd shade of his skin could be explained by the fact that he lived in the forest; he probably didn't go out a lot, hence he didn't get any sun and didn't tan. Reddish eyes could be caused by an illness, but you figured it'd be rude to ask about his appearance when you basically barged into his house, uninvited.

"Wait for me. I'll make you some tea; feel free to use the blanket. You must be cold from the rain." He said, leaving the room.

You glanced at the couch and the blanket on it, shivering from the cold. If he offered you warmth, it wouldn't be good manners to refuse his kindness. Wrapping yourself up in the fuzzy blanket, you made yourself comfortable and waited for the male to come back, checking your phone in the meantime. Unfortunately for you, it was all out of battery. Hopefully you could still find your way back home later.

A while has passed before he entered the room, a cup of tea in his hand. He put it on the table beside you, sitting on the armchair before you. "My name's Heeseung. You must have questions. Feel free to ask anything you want."

"Thank you for your hospitality" You smiled. "Do a lot of people come here?"

"You'd be surprised" He chuckled, crossing his legs as he watched you carefully.

You were hesitant to ask any more questions, but your curiosity got the best of you. "So, this house.. it's yours, right?"

"Correct." He nod.

"People call this forest haunted" You acknowledged. "I think it's a bunch of lies, but you must know what's going on better than anyone, since you.. well, live here."

"People will believe what they want" He shrugged. "Personally, I've never experienced any supernatural encounters myself."

You knew it. Those were all lies.

You spent a little while chatting, the rain seeming to slowly pass. You found out more about Heeseung, and so he found out more about you, too; you had a good time, but it was about time to go back. You got what you came here for; an answer. And the answer was, this forest was not even close to being haunted.

"I should go. Thank you so much again" You smiled, getting up.

"So soon?" He tilted his head curiously.

"Yeah, don't want to keep anyone worried. The rain stopped, too" You explained.

The male nods, a smirk appearing on his face.

"Well, then. I'm supposed to kill you now; just like I feed on and then kill anyone that's stupid enough to come here, but.. you're likeable and quite amusing, aren't you?" He chuckled. "It'd be a shame to kill you, so why don't you stay with me forever? It gets quite lonely here at times, but such a pure soul like you should be enough to keep me company, no?"

"..Sorry?"

"What I said. Want me to repeat it for you?" He also stood up, slowly coming up to you, his eyes now becoming a crimson red color.

You held back a scream, running out of the room and then finding your way out of the mansion. You forgot your backpack, but it was fine. The male was insane. You were sure of it. What did you think? Someone that lived in the middle of a forest in such a mansion definitely cannot be in their right senses.

You ran until you were tired and your feet hurt; and because of your exhaustion, you did not notice the big branch right under your feet, face planting into the wet moss on the ground.

Looking up, you noticed a hand extended in your direction to help you up, then the familiar face of Heeseung.

You screamed out, trying to crawl away as far as you could from the male.

He sighed out, rolling his eyes in irritation as he took his hand back. "Wasn't that pointless, now? Look at what you've done to yourself." He pointed at your bloody knee, clicking his tongue. You cannot take care of yourself at all. How could you have survived without him outside, in the cruel world?

The male picked you up, holding you like you'd hold a bride. He placed a gentle, sweet kiss on your forehead despite your sobs and protests, a happy grin on his face. The smile said only one thing.

You were his now. Whether you liked it or not. You were like a prey in the hands of a hunter; no one was going to save you. You were his.

Forever.

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i hope you enjoyed this bubs!! happy birthday again i love you so much i'm so so happy we're friends thank you for everything!!!! <3333 ILY

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[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Imagines

ENHYPEN Sunghoon Mafia Special

pairings: park sunghoon x reader

synopsis: married life with mafia boss sunghoon.

word count: 2k

warnings: violence, mention of fight and blood. (tell me if i missed something)

important note📎: if you haven’t read the one shot about park sunghoon as mafia, you have to read it first before reading this. you can find there fic › here

note📎: this is super short! i don’t know if this is the kind of special chapter you are expecting, but i hope you like it. the names that will be mentioned here are totally unplanned and on the spot. don’t expect too much, but let me know about your thoughts! this special chapter is not that violent. lmao, anyway have a nice day/night. i love you! 🤍

“How do you think will you export these stuff without getting caught by the authorities?” Sunghoon raised one of his brow strictly at one of his employee when they presented this proposal for him.

They glanced at each other worriedly, he can see through those eyes how they’re very anxious about this report. He can see that they’re prepared. Base on the way their report looks like visually, it doesn’t seem rushed. But they are too scared to say one wrong thing in front of him. That’s one thing his employee will always find hard. He’s too intimidating for them.

“U-Uhm,” the one in the middle says. He gulped hardly, “We w-will...” he can almost see his sweats from his chair.

Sunghoon sighs and tilted his head, “Do you have a plan or not? You’re wasting my time.” he spats that drained the color out of his worker’s face.

“I’m s-sorry, Sir.” he stuttered and was about to talk again, but someone interrupted.

“Don’t you think you’re scaring them too much, Mr. Park?” everyone’s attention darted at the door when they heard you talk. You can see the relief over their faces at the sight of you.

Sunghoon’s eyes softens when he looked at you. He stood up and walks over you right away, taking you over his arm for an embrace. “Love, you’re here.” he mumbles and placed a kiss at your neck once.

You chuckled and caress over his hair then waved over his employees around. They all waved back with relief. The sight of you clearly means that they can finally breath and get away from the boss' wrath.

You pull away from his embrace to cup his face and place a kiss at his lips. It was just short, but enough for Sunghoon. He smiles a little then stared at your face for a while before he leans again for another smooch. After giving affection, he guided you towards his seat and he sat down. He ordered one of his men to drag a chair for you.

His hand possessively wrapped over your waist and he dropped a kiss at your shoulder blades. You grabbed the folder in front of him and read the proposal. Sunghoon’s attention is now darted at you, the meeting all forgotten. The employee in front looked more relaxed now that you are the one talking and asking about it. He executes his report pretty well.

“There,” you smiled at him. “That sounds a good plan. What do you think, Mr. Park?” you glanced over to your side and saw how his soft eyes are darted at you.

He smirked and leaned closer to you to whisper something, his lips grazing your ears slightly. “I think you look so hot, Mrs. Park.” he mumbles that made you blush hardly.

You elbowed him slightly and pouted, “Hoon, focus.”

He chuckled and leans away before facing his employees, now his cold stern face is back.

“Yeah, I think that’s good. Everyone dismissed.” he ordered and they all bowed then followed what they told. They all felt relieved that the meeting ended well, and that’s all thanks to you.

Sunghoon then turns his head at you when they all left. “How are you, my love? How’s the trip with (jw’s y/n)?” he asks curious while caressing your waist gently.

You smiled, “It was fun! But I think the trip was short. That’s okay, because I miss you and Sin already.”

He smirked and gave you a peck on your lips. “We missed you too.”

You smiled and rests your head over his shoulder. “Speaking of that boy. What do you think is he doing right now? I hope he’s behaving at school.”

Sunghoon shrugged his shoulders off with a smirk, already doubting if your son is behaving. He didn’t said anything and just leaned in to kiss your forehead.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!” the children chants altogether while crowding two other kids who's fighting. One of them hovering above, the other on the ground and trying to shield himself from the boy's punches.

“Sin!” a beautiful girl wearing a cute bow came rushing towards the commotion. She looked so worried and was about to come closer to it, but a hand stopped her.

She glanced towards the boy who's staring coldly at her. “Jahan! What are you doing? Stop him!” she exclaimed, sounding frustrated.

“Don’t come close Alana or else you’ll get all dirty.” he says in a bored tone before pointing his chin towards the chaos.

Since they were fighting at the ground, dirt are now all over the two boys. None dared to meddle and stop them from fighting. No one will ever try to get in between. Specially if its Russin Park. They don’t want to mess with him.

“Where’s my brother? Ask him to stop him!” Alana panicked and glanced back at Sin who's now shamelessly beating up his classmate.

Jahan shrugged his shoulder off, completely unbothered. Alana groaned and shoved away his hold off when she realized he’s useless. She rushed closer, but kept enough distance.

“Russin! I said stop already!” she shouted that halt the boy's fist mid-air.

He looked over his shoulder and when he saw how terrified she looks, he clenched his jaw and slowly calmed down. He looked back over the boy beneath him. He’s almost unconscious, nose broken and eyes swollen from all the punches he gave him.

Sin smirked at him then scoffed, “Remember to not mess with me.” he said and stood up. He kept his stares at the poor boy.

“Stay away from Alana.” and he kicked his feet slightly.

He turned around and walked towards the girl. He kept his stares at her. The world suddenly felt blurry, all that matters now is her. Alana Park. He don’t understand anything. He’s too young to know anything about love, but one thing’s for sure. He don’t like sharing her.

Even before he can say something, their guidance counselor arrived the scene and called him over the disciplinary office. He groaned and left with no choice but to go.

“This is the third time this month, Mr. Park.” the stress over the tone was evident. He seemed mad, but Sin didn’t give any care. Even if he is mad, he knows he won’t do anything to him.

“Your father is on his way here now.” he starts. Sin didn’t show any emotion and just kept his bored look on his face. “Together with your mother.” he added that caught his attention.

“What?” now, he seemed alarmed.

His father is okay. He can just reason out with him, but his mom? She won’t spare him at all. She will surely ground him because of this. He lets out a groan and walked outside after getting dismissed.

“Dude, seriously? You should stop getting into fights!” it was Jace. Alana’s twin brother. The two of them are his Uncle Jay’s children. One of his father’s good friend.

“Where were you even?! You should’ve stopped him!” Alana seemed stressed still. Sin eyed and watched her carefully. A smile slowly appeared over his lips when he saw how worried she looked.

When they met eyes, she quickly shoot him glares. “What are you smiling at?!”

He shakes his head, but still smiling. “Nothing.” he mumbled and walked closer to carry her bag for her.

“Where’s Jahan?” she asks her brother after she lets Sin carry her bag. Jahan is the son of their Uncle Jake, also one of the good friend of their Dads.

Jace shrugs his shoulder, “Probably taking a nap at the library or something.”

“Russin!” they all turned their heads at that voice.

It was you, together with Sunghoon. The look on your face says it all. It was enough to make Sin worried. Alana and Jace greeted you before you finally made it close to your son. You gently grabbed his chin to check his now bruised face.

“Look at you!” you scanned him and your heart almost fell at the sight of blood stains at his uniform.

“Look at your uniform!” you added.

He sighs, “Its not my blood.” he says.

You shoot him glares. “And is that suppose to calm me down?” you were hysterical. Not that this is the first time your son got caught in this situation, but as a mother, you think you will never get used seeing him with bruises and blood stained clothes.

You and Sunghoon are blessed to have a son. You love him very much, but he’s very hard headed and a trouble maker. He takes after his father. Too much, that you want to feel upset because he took nothing from you when you’re the one who carried him for nine months! This boy is a splitting image of his father.

“You are seriously grounded, young boy!” he expected it already.

“But Mom—”

“No buts! We’ll talk later.” and you turned around to go with Sunghoon inside the office.

Sin groaned and sat down.

“Serves you right for causing trouble.” Alana mumbled. He glanced up at her but he just smirked.

“It was worth it.” he says that made her frown even more.

“Whatever! We’re going home now. Let’s go Jace.” and she grabbed her things from Sin’s hold.

Sin chuckles and even before she can walk far, he calls her again.

“I’ll call later.”

“I won’t answer!” she shouted that made him smirk.

“You can try, Alana.” and he nodded towards Jace who just salutes at him playfully. He even did a praying gesture that made him laugh. He’s so stupid.

“I couldn’t believe you! This is the third time you got into a fight, Russin. Its not going to be good for your school records.” you said really stressed and frustrated. You are now back at your home and currently scolding him.

“You are grounded for a month!” and you looked at him sternly.

Sunghoon’s just at the other sofa, silently watching. Russin seemed annoyed by his punishment and he stood up with a furrowed brows.

You can’t help but to feel a little amused. How he resembles his father so much is just crazy. No doubt that he’s Park Sunghoon’s son, no dna needed indeed.

“A month? But Mom—” he was about to argue but his Father talked.

“Russin.” one word and it was enough to shut him. He sat down and tried to calm down.

You sighed, “Talk to him, Hoon. I don’t know what to do with his temper! You two are so alike!” and you stormed out of Sunghoon’s office.

Sunghoon sighed, “How many times should I tell you? Talk back to me, but never talk back to your mother.” he sounded strict.

Sin draws in a sigh, “How come I can talk back to you, but not to Mom? Aren’t you the boss, Dad?” he asked really confused.

His father smirks, “Oh trust me. She’s the real boss.” and he crossed his arm then tilts his head over to the side.

“So,” he starts, “Did you give him a good beating?” his father added that made him smile wider.

“Hey, love.” Sunghoon greets you and approached closer to drop a kiss at your shoulder before hugging you from behind.

You are staring blankly outside of your windows when he entered your shared bedroom. “Did you talk to him?” you asked still very worried of your son.

He smiled, “Of course. I gave him a good scolding.”

Sunghoon nearly laughed, but he stopped himself. He doesn’t want you to now that instead of scolding your son, they both talked about it and he even ends up giving advices for him for next time. Of course, you don’t have to know about it. Its between them both. Father and son secret.

You sighed then glanced back outside the window. “Do you think we should set him an appointment? His temper is really getting worst.”

Sunghoon chuckles, “Nah, Sin doesn’t need it. Its normal for his age to get into fights.”

You furrowed your brows, “Normal? He’s just 11!”

He shrugged his shoulders.

“And Jahan's the same age as him but he’s always in good behavior.” you added, mentioning Jake’s son.

Sunghoon smirked, “Jahan is just different from our son. Don’t worry too much, okay?”

You stared at his eyes and slowly calm down. “Okay.” you sighed. “I can’t believe he did that because he doesn’t want other guys lurking around Alana. He’s so possessive.”

Sunghoon chuckled again this time. You squinted your eyes at him, “Seems like he got it from someone, don’t you think?”

Your husband smirked, “Should we set their wedding? I’ll talk to Jay hyung.” and he leans over to kiss you.

This time you chuckled, “Jay oppa will go crazy, baby. He won’t let go of his princess that easily.”

Sunghoon smiled, “For sure.” then he kissed your lips.

“I love you, y/n.”

You pouted and cupped his face, “I love you more. You and Sin are my world.”

Sunghoon placed feathery kissed over your neck then chin, until his lips came near yours. “I love you even more. I love you two so much.”

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