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waffle-cob · 3 years

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enha.. thingy-

(now look, this definitely flopped but ig this can count as my celebration for their 200 days as enha :D)

countless stars, countless moons, I was wandering in the forest of questions, I followed the light in the dark.

I was out of breath, my knees weak and legs shaky. I looked around what seemed to be an endless forest without an exit.

layers of fog surrounded me, wind startling me as it brushed against my skin. I was hugging myself, rubbing my shoulders to keep warm.

all I could hear was the cawing of the crows that flew above me, distracting me from my original goal. to escape.

I stopped in my tracks when my shoelaces got stuck on something. I kneeled down and removed it from the fence it was looped around.

looking up, I let out a gasp when a big, towering mansion stood in front of me. the door was supported with metal and was rusty.

I averted my attention to the wall and narrowed my eyes to read the writing on it.

come inside the castle, take everything.

I flinched when I felt a gush of wind pass by behind me harshly. I fixed my hair and turned around, scanning the area.

my heart raced and I eventually found myself inching closer to the mansion's door. it was as if it pulled me closer - this strong feeling that forced me to move thought I tried to go against it.

I held onto the railing connected to the door and froze in my spot when the door creaked open. my lips shivered both because of the cold air and because of the view that greeted me inside.

it was just like you'd expect it to be.

two sets of stairs leading to the same floor, floor covered with white tiles and a big, gold chandelier that hung from the center.

but instead, everything seemed ruined.

furniture was torn apart, scattered all over the place. the windows were broken, letting the cold air pass inside. I walked inside, stepping on a piece of glass that alerted me.

the place could've been amazing. only if it didn't look like this.

my shoulders suddenly went closer to my body when the door shut harshly, a lock clicking right after - the mansion had gotten darker than it already was.

I stared at the door with my mouth hung open before I snapped out of my thoughts, running towards it, gripping onto the handle as I tried to open it again. nothing worked.

I let go, a tired sigh escaping my lips. I turned around and muttered curses to myself as another crow cawed from outside.

I gulped and forced my tears to not fall, feeling barbed wires wrap around my neck tightly. I shivered with fear, taking shaky and heavy breaths.

I immediately placed my hand over my eyes when a blinding light appeared in front of me. I screamed in agony when I felt the radiating heat from it reach me.

it suffocated me, leaving me gasping for air when I dropped onto the ground. I hadn't noticed I had been lifted up by whatever that was.

my hands gripped onto the piece of wood on the floor, trying to get myself up, even though the sharp end pierced through my skin.

I hissed and maintained my balance, looking at the blood dripping down my palm. I placed it behind my back and fixed my composure when I heard shuffling.

"hello? is anyone there?" I warily said into the silence, but nothing followed.

I felt a hand tap my shoulder and I whipped my head around, only to be greeted by nothing but an empty space. but now there was something written on the door.

in white, shining letters, it read,

camminare sulla linea.

my eyebrows met, my hand going up to touch the material of the door.

I quickly retreated my hand when something pierced through the tip of my finger, a new wound forming on it.

I hissed, turning around. but then, I was met with figures standing in a line, masks covering their eyes, few having masks covering half of their face.

"wh-who are you guys?" my voice came out a quiet and it was definitely a way for them to know that I was scared.

"did you enjoy the performance we put on?" the one in the middle spoke. his voice sounded like a young man's, probably under his twenties.

I scoffed and laughed, looking to the side before looking back at them. "do you think this is a good prank to pull on people?"

the same guy removed his mask, revealing a boy with dark hair and cat-like eyes. the only things I could make out of him using the light coming from the window.

"it's not a prank." he spoke and I scoffed once again, but shut my mouth when the rest of them removed their masks.

I was intimidated by the way they were looking at me, standing in front of me wearing white tuxedos decorated with gold imprints.

I started panicking when two of them walked up to me, but one held my hands together and one of them placed a blindfold over my eyes.

"what is this? let me go!" I tried shaking out of their grip but they were too strong, giving them the ability to pull me with them.

I begged, screamed and cried for them to let me go, but they didn't speak a word.

my breath stopped when we stopped walking, and I could hear something getting dragged across the hardwood floors.

"tie her up." was the last thing I heard before I got pushed onto the chair, my legs and arms getting tied with ropes.

"LET ME GO!–

a piece of duct tape was placed onto my mouth, muffling my words. I wiggled around in the chair but nothing worked, and I heard overlapping footsteps fade away.

this time, something else made me panic out of my head. it was the sound of someone setting a timer on a clock.

they spun the handle around a few times, before I heard a thud, accompanied with the ticking of the clock.

footsteps then started growing louder and louder before they stopped right in front of me.

"time harmonizes laughs and screams. death once dead, there's no dying then."

more footsteps filled my ears, before a doorknob clicked.

I had no idea what was going on around me. a million thoughts clouded my head before they spoke again.

"so we swallow time, like it's our last breath."

then, the door shut with a small click.

tick, tock. tick, tock.

this is their castle, but I didn't take anything.

they told me to cross the line but there wasn't any.

now I don't know what's waiting for me,

but I'll swallow time like it's my last breath.

WORD COUNT: 1,131 WORDS

#enhypen #enha #kpop #hybe #heeseung #jay #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #jungwon #ni-ki #vampire #imagine #writing

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waffle-cob · 3 years

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enha as your bffs

aight

let's get it

heeseung:

- he walked up to you first

- he's basically your mom

- gives the best advice

- your parents adopted him

- "oh hey I got this cuz I remembered you like it!"

jay:

- you were scared of him at first

- he turned out to be the biggest softie that just wants to make others smile

- wise words from a wise man (gives the best advice 2.0)

- he's always watching at the right times that it scares you

- "what are you doing here?" "oh, me? I got here first. I knew you would come."

jake:

- he gave out candies or something to the class after exams and he gave you an extra candy cuz he said that you were cool

- he's so good at making you smile :(

- your parents adopted him 2.0

- you just love him very much

- "you're the best!"

sunghoon:

- you were scared of him at first 2.0

- everybody knew who he was but he approached you

- biggest softie

- passes you encouraging notes in the middle of class

- "sunghoon is always watching, so make sure to do well!" (oMG THATS SO CUTE????)

sunoo:

- has a lot of friends but prioritizes you

- gives good advice

- you stop yourself from pinching his cheeks cuz you thought he was tired of people doing it but he allows you to do it and even insists you to

- you're low-key jealous of his ability to make friends and keep them

- "I got the others grande sized ones, but I got you a venti!"

jungwon:

- you look up to him a lot

- but he reassures you that you'd do well on your own

- he's that friend that wants you to be independent but acts like you're his child

- gives good advice 2.0

- "you have to learn it now so that you can teach it to your future kids!"

ni-ki:

- you look up to him a lot 2.0

- but he's so humble abt it

- YOU'RE his mom in this situation

- you and your parents bake him cookies and you don't want him to do anything in exchange

- "you need to eat cuz you're still growing!" "bUT IM ALREADY FULL"

yeah das it-

I made it as realistic as I could aha-

hope y'all enjoyed :))

#enhypen #kpop #enha #heeseung #jay #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #jungwon #ni-ki #hybe

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waffle-cob · 3 years

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Happy birthday.

got a random idea! sorry if there are any mistakes or any things that don't make sense or seem cringe.

- juyeon x female oc

Y/N and Juyeon walked into the bar walking beside each other, watching their other friends speed in front of them.

It was Y/N's birthday and everyone insisted to go to the newly opened bar, to which Y/N couldn't bring down. She thought about herself. It was her birthday, the day where she can enjoy herself fully.

"It's your birthday but why do I feel like it's not?" She slightly shivered when Juyeon leaned down into her ear and whispered. She laughed and crossed her arms against her chest to keep herself warm.

"I don't usually celebrate my birthdays like this, you know that," she looked over to him with a smile and huffed out a sigh before patting his shoulder. "I'll be with Boseul if you need me."

Juyeon watched as she approached her friend, Boseul. He chuckled to himself seeing her cling to her arm like a lost dog.

"Don't judge the poor girl," a voice cut off his thoughts and Juyeon turned to see Sunwoo who was already gulping down a drink. "She's still not used to the environment."

Juyeon scoffed. "I can see that." Sunwoo then proceeded to rub Juyeon's shoulder and smirked a little. "Good luck. I'll be with the others."

Juyeon nodded and watched his friend walk away. He then sighed and looked down, opening his pocket to see the a velvet box with a ribbon tied around it.

He smiled a little.

It's going to be a long night.

Minutes passed and as Juyeon watched Y/N from afar, he saw how she didn't seem to be enjoying the place. She kept on fiddling with her hands and bouncing her leg up and down nervously.

Even though she smiled and laughed along to the words of her friend, Juyeon could see that expression in her eyes that called for help.

He then stood up from his seat and placed his hands in his pockets, approaching the two girls.

"Y/N, I'll buy you a drink." He said and before Y/N could say anything, he placed his card on the table and asked for a zombie, which was unfamiliar to Y/N.

But she began to worry when Boseul gasped and looked at Juyeon in disbelief. "Hey, that's too strong for her!"

"It's fine." Juyeon shook his head and ignored Boseul's continuous nagging before taking Y/N's hand in his.

"You'll be fine. Don't gulp it down all at once and take breaks." He smiled before reaching into his pocket and took out a candy. "Here."

Y/N couldn't say a word and looked between Boseul and Juyeon, contemplating if she should accept his offer.

She sighed. "Since it's my birthday and I don't wanna ruin my own day," she huffed out and sloppily grabbed the candy from Juyeon's hands and placed it in her purse. Right at that time, the bartender had already prepared the drink and gave it to Y/N.

Y/N took the glass into her hand and stared at it, biting the inside of her lip nervously. She looked at Boseul who shared the same worried expression and then turned to Juyeon who had a reassuring smile on his face.

"Go on. Just a sip won't hurt."

With the pressure of it being her birthday today, and Juyeon's money getting used for nothing, she forced herself to take a small sip. She tilted the glass towards her mouth and let the liquid pass through her lips, wincing when it went down her throat, a stinging but weirdly fluttering feeling rising in her stomach.

She slowly opened her eyes and blinked a few times, definitely feeling her vision get a little doubled.

"I'm sorry to say this, but woah, you're weak with alcohol." Boseul spoke up first, a cheeky smirk playing on Juyeon's lips. "You should've just given her a beer! She's still new to this."

Y/N put Boseul's hand down which punched Juyeon's shoulder. "It's fine. I'll be fine."

"Have a good night ladies," Juyeon cleared his throat and smiled, waving his fingers before walking away, the two girls on the stools watching his back.

"He's really something," Boseul scoffed before her expression changed when she turned to Y/N. "Look, if you don't wanna drink it, it's fine-

"Shh, it's fine. I have to deal with it, it's my birthday. Let's just enjoy the night." Y/N smiled and rubbed her shoulder, confidently gulping down another sip of the drink, the same, but now familiar feeling running down her throat.

Boseul huffed out a sigh. "Fine.."

The night went on like so, and everybody started to feel fuzzy and intoxicated. Everytime Y/N took a sip of her drink, she couldn't help but, in the corner of her eye, see Juyeon staring at her as she gulped it down.

She secretly smiled to herself thinking of him watching her that in case something happened, he'd be there.

"Oh god, I'm drunk." Y/N held out her hand and looked for Boseul's shoulder to place it on. "You really are." Boseul laughed and took her wrist before placing it on her own shoulder.

"Your cheeks are red, how cute." Boseul cooed and Y/N tiredly whined, kicking her leg under the stool.

She swayed her feet back and forth under the counter, seeing stars that she had to blink them away. Her mind fell into a daze and she felt so vulnerable. The dizziness didn't help, either.

"I'm sorry." Those were the only words Y/N could form and mutter out before stumbling towards the bathroom in a rush. Boseul worriedly watched her and rubbed her temples in attempts to make herself a little sober to help her out.

"I'll get it," Juyeon walked into her view and mouthed, a smile appearing on her face as she nodded, watching as the male ran after Y/N.

"Ah, poor Y/N. I hope she's okay." She muttered to herself before putting her head down, slowly closing her eyes as she drifted off to dreamland, even with the people chattering and laughing around her.

Juyeon ran into the bathroom and looked for the stall Y/N was inside, and from the space at the bottom, he could see that she was kneeling down in front of the toilet.

He knocked on the door and called out for her, telling her to open the door. "Let me help you, Y/N. Boseul is probably already passed out."

Y/N groaned and through the gags she couldn't help but let out, she bent her arm to unlock the door and Juyeon immediately walked in when the door loosened.

He locked the door again and kneeled down to her level, grabbing the stray strands of her that fell to her face, keeping in behind her back.

With one hand, he rubbed her shoulder, reassuring her. "Just let it out. It's okay."

After numerous coughs and gags, Y/N had calmed down a little but oh, did her system stay the same. She sat on the floor, almost collapsing if it weren't for Juyeon that caught her.

"Why do I feel like someone put something in my drink?.." Y/N groaned and ran a hand through her hair, Juyeon rubbing her arm comfortingly.

He suddenly froze and his expression changed, and he couldn't help but let a wicked smirk appear on his face. Y/N was looking down at the floor so she couldn't see, but when she looked up, Juyeon found her reaction priceless.

Y/N panicked and Juyeon's smirk grew wider, growing into a laugh as he watched her dig her hands into her purse, searching for the candy he gave her.

Her poor self couldn't even look because of how dizzy she was, and before she knew it, Juyeon had took it into his hands.

"Looking for this?" Juyeon played around and Y/N groaned, not even being able to lift her arm up as she slouched against the wall.

Her drink was spiked, and the candy was the, sort of, she thought, the antidote.

But now she can't get to it, especially with the condition of her body and mind.

Everything got blurry and she tried so hard to keep her eyes open, the feeling of rage the only thing she could feel because of what happened. But she was weak. She was the underdog.

She couldn't do anything.

Tears filled her eyes, blurring her vision even more, with the urge to vomit coming back to her, everything just adding up to make her suffer more.

Whatever Juyeon did, he planned it out well. Especially since he knew the right victim to target.

With the last visible thing she saw, Juyeon teasingly placed his face closer to her, along with the candy in between his fingers.

He smirked.

"Happy birthday, Y/N."

WORD COUNT: 1,481 words

#tbz #creker #kpop #theboyz #fanfic #oneshot #imagine #imagines #juyeon #leejuyeon

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waffle-cob · 3 years

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rIGHT SO- I have been dead and this little ending of a book was just sitting in my notes so here I am

THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A SUNWOO ONE BTW

sorry if there are mistakes or if some things are cringy and don't make sense

"Catch me if you can!" The girl teased as her dress flew with the wind, her smile growing wider as she sprinted away from the boy behind her.

"I'll come get you, don't flatter yourself!" He laughed as his hair bounced as he ran, his heart thumping out rhythms.

The two lovebirds were both running in on a hill, the trees surrounding the area as green grass fell over the ground.

The sun was just at its peak of setting, the colors of the sky beautifully mixing together with shades of purple, blue and pink.

The girl had a liking for sunsets and sunrises, heck, she'd even stay up all night just to watch the sun say hi to the whole world.

She squealed as she felt arms wrap around her arms tightly, a laugh emerging from the figure behind her.

"Told you I'd catch up," he breathed heavily as he turned her around, giggling softly as he fixed her hair that was all in different places.

"My hair isn't the only one that needs to be fixed," the girl chuckled as she brushed her hand through her hair, feeling the sweat from running around seep into the layer of her skin.

She tip-toed and used her pointer finger to straighten out the strands of her lover's hair. He had bent down a little for her to reach it easier.

"Shortie," he muttered jokingly as he stared at her features, taking in the natural beauty of the girl standing in front of him.

"I heard that." The girl frowned with a pout, earning a hearty laugh from the boy.

He took her figure into his hold once again, squishing her body as he held her close to him. She scrunched up her nose and looked up at him, a smile growing on her face as his face lit up with a smile as well.

"You're my shortie." He blurted out, diverting his focus from her eyes to her red, plump lips.

The girl chuckled as she followed where his eyes were looking, and lightly tapped his nose with her finger.

The boy snapped out of his trance and raised an eyebrow, immediately turning his focus onto her. "Yes, princess?"

Her heart thumped harder than earlier, taken aback at such nickname. "Nothing," she brushed her hands through his hair as his arms wrapped tighter around her waist— if that was even possible.

"My prince." She paused for a moment and smiled, seeing how his eyes held so much stars and shine even beneath the shade.

The boy snapped his head towards the other side to prevent her from seeing the blush creep up onto his cheeks, but the girl grabbed his face into her hands, turning it back towards him.

"You know what name you deserve more?" She had a cheeky smile on her face, the boy's heart almost jumping out of his chest as she moved her face closer to his.

Her breath fanned onto his lips as they hung slightly open, her arms now wrapped around his neck.

"King. My king." She flashed such a beautiful smile before closing the space between them.

The contact their lips had has caused fireworks to trigger inside of their stomachs, being taken away from reality.

It was as if fairies, butterflies and even to the most beautiful flowers were dancing around them, as their hearts connected with a simple action.

It was love, for sure. But to them, it was more than love. It was meant to be.

He helped her get through her worries and so did she. Even though they had times where they had hurt each other, they knew it wasn't intentional.

For their relationship was more than a connection. It wasn't simply a connection that you get from someone on the street. It was a connection wherein you accept each other's likes and dislikes, knowing what they're feeling— soulmates, in a simpler manner.

Their love bloomed as if like a flower in a hands of a good gardener, it was like an amazing dish in the hands of a good chef.

It was special.

They pulled away with the most stupid smiles on their faces, and she started letting out giggles, to laughs.

The boy furrowed his eyebrows. "What's wrong?"

The girl had took a while for her laughter to die down, as she shakily pointed to his face getting cut by more laugher.

The boy scrunched his face up in confusion, feeling around his face. But he found nothing.

"Tell me, what's there?" He started stifling laughs as he saw the love of his laugh fall into fits of laughter.

"My..my lip- my- oh my god!- My lipstick!" She barely got the words out as she wheezed, clutching her stomach as it started cramping.

"Jesus," he rolled his eyes, taking his handkerchief and wiped it across his face. And as he took a look at it, it did have her lipstick stain on it.

"You little— take this as a warning to run away!"

The girl's face immediately dropped as she started sprinting away with the boy running after her.

Laughter filled the air with both of the tickling and chasing each other. It truly was a beautiful day.

The two had decided it was enough kid time, and decided it was time to rest for a little.

They had sat under a tree, yet the boy noticed that she was uncomfortably shifting in her place.

"What's up? You good? You wanna change spots?" He worriedly asked as he held her hand, caressing it.

The girl shook her head and forced a smiled. "I'm fine." She said as she placed her palms under her thighs, as if keeping her legs away from the grass.

The boy had obviously noticed this and quickly took his jacket off, offering it to her afterwards. The girl turned to him with a small smile, pushing it away.

"I'm fine, babe." She shook her head, the boy pausing to look at her closely.

"Stand up," he said.

"Why?"

"Just do it."

The girl hesitantly stood up from her place, and as she did the boy quickly placed his jacket on the spot she was sitting on. He didn't waste any time and pulled her by her arms and plopped her down on the ground.

"Okay, fine, thanks." She huffed out, fixing her dress.

The boy chuckled and placed an arm around her, pulling her closer to him. She immediately melted in his warmth as her eyes diverted to the sunset in front of her.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" She smiled, snuggling closer.

"Yeah, it is." He replied a small nod, placing a light kiss on her hair.

They had stayed there for a while, hearts beating calmly creating a somehow soft melody in their ears.

"Hey."

"Mhm?"

"You'll protect me from them..right?"

"Of course." He muttered against her hair, his voice muffled. "But..which 'them'?"

"The monsters. The monsters in my dreams." She replied, fiddling with the corner of his jacket.

"Yeah. Of course. No matter what." He smiled, looking into the distance.

"That's good to hear." The girl replied and looked out into the distance with him, admiring the shades of colors produced by nature.

It was silent, but the silence spoke for itself. This was those times where you'd find yourself in a moment of complete bliss and euphoria, and you'd remind yourself every now and then to spend most of it.

Their love wasn't a simple relationship you'd have in high school or college, it was love that would last forever, for eternity.

Their hearts beat for each other and they'd do anything just to be in each other's arms.

No matter what each other has been through, they'll be ready to risk it all just to see them happy.

They'll be their own heroes anyways.

Just like how he was hers, and like how she was his.

WORD COUNT: 1,322 words

#theboyz #tbz #kpop #kimsunwoo #sunwoo #creker #sunwookim

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waffle-cob · 3 years

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I was heavily inspired by "the red wedding" and wrote this while streaming..there may be mistakes, so please bear with me lmao

basically this is tbz yandere and this is an ending, hope you enjoy

PLEASE DON'T COPY OR RESPOST!! GIVE CREDITS IF YOU WILL

aight here we go

It was perfect. The piano was playing and filling my ears as I danced with Sookyung. It was calming, the calmest I've ever been.

I was finally away from danger.

The people in the ballroom enjoyed each other's company, dancing with their partners.

I didn't have a partner, really, but I'm fine with what I have.

"Let's go to the buffet?" Sookyung asked me and I smiled. "Sure."

He held my hand softly and started leading me to the buffet when the door busted open and gasps filled the room.

I turned around and my eyes went wide. I stepped backwards and hid behind Sookyung's tall figure.

"Y/N? What's wrong? Do you know who they are?"

In fact, I did.

They were standing there with masks on their face, as if it was a masquerade party. Even if they haven't done anything yet, I knew who they were.

They've come back for me.

People around me shuffled away from the doorway, some even leaving in shock. I couldn't move.

My heart kept on beating and my head filled with thoughts, memories. Memories of what they did to me.

"Y/N? Do they know you?" Sookyung asked me as he pushed the both of us behind the separating wall in worry.

"No..no.." I let out a whimper, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Y/N, who are they?" He asked me. I knew he started losing his patience with his tone of voice.

"You have to get out!" I struggled to get those words out.

"He can't anymore," I shrieked when someone grabbed my arm forcefully and pulled me towards them. I couldn't see their whole face but from just that, I knew it was Juyeon.

"Who are you?! Why are you here?!" Sookyung growled at him and Juyeon just let out a dark chuckle from behind me.

"You don't need to know." He then took off his mask and threw it away to the side. "Right, Y/N? Pleasure seeing you here."

He had that same wicked smirk on his face that I had always wanted to slap off of him. Tears streamed down my face and I tried to get out of his grip but nothing worked.

"Try doing that again and your friend will meet his end," his eyes turned dark and I shivered in fear.

He was suddenly thrown to the side. I gasped and saw Sookyung on top of him, punching him in the face.

"No!" I desperately screamed out but someone held me back. By that time, my vision was blurry because of my tears.

"Hush now, Y/N. You know Juyeon, he won't lose." Hyunjae darkly whispered into my ear with a light chuckle and we watched as Juyeon flipped themselves over and now he was on top of Sookyung.

He took off his mask and threw it to the side, bringing me towards the center of the ballroom.

"What a beautiful dress you have on, sweetheart." He smirked as he let his hands go through the fabric of my dress.

I closed my eyes and my lips shivered. I can't let this happen again. I can't.

"Don't cry, pretty one. There's still much more to cry about." He chuckled and caressed my cheek with his thumb, placing a kiss on the crown of my head.

He placed his hands on my hips and turned me around swiftly. "You see that?"

I saw one of them walking on the row chairs that were aligned against a table. They took off their mask and it revealed Kevin.

"It's Kevin," Hyunjae led me to him. "Hey sweetheart, didn't expect to see you here - like this."

Kevin laughed and jumped down from the seats, grabbing my hands and placing them on his shoulder.

He placed his hands on my hips and brought his face closer to mine. "Remember how you thought that I was the nicest one in the group and that I was the one that was gonna let you out?"

He chuckled. "You were so wrong, baby."

I pulled myself away from his grip but found myself in someone's hands again. "Greetings, princess."

I recognized the voice as Changmin's. Shivers ran down my spine as he dragged his fingers across my arm and helped me jump on one of the chairs.

He intertwined our fingers together and smiled sinisterly as he looked at them, walking forward on the chairs slowly.

I freaked out and looked behind me - I didn't want to fall down. "Don't worry, I've got you."

That was the last thing I heard before I felt my weight disappear, letting out a gasp. But I didn't feel the cold, tiled floor.

I fell into the hands of the one and only Haknyeon. He had his arms around my waist and smiled before letting me down onto the floor.

"Missed me?" He smirked and cupped my face with his one hand, the other one caressing my hair.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" He ran his fingers through my hair, letting out a sigh afterwards.

"Why so unresponsive? You know me, I'm super talkative!" He laughed manically and threw his head back.

"You're insane," I spat.

He looked back at me with amused eyes and an eyebrow raised. "You think that's the right thing to say after meeting someone you haven't seen in months, years?"

"I didn't want to see you, Haknyeon. I didn't want to meet any of you." I said bitterly.

"Don't worry, we'll make this encounter the best one you've ever had of us," he smirked and grabbed my hand, spinning me around.

When I had gained my balance again, I stepped back a few steps when I saw them fighting with the guests.

I slapped a hand over my mouth and I whimpered. "No..no."

Tears had started filling my eyes again but before I knew it, Younghoon came to me and wiped my tears gently. "Save those tears, my love." He said before turning my head to the side.

Sunwoo grabbed my hand and I gulped when he started spinning me around as if we were dancing.

"Don't be shy, have this one last dance with me." He sang darkly into my ear. I had nothing else to do than obey.

That's what they taught me to do, anyways.

I put my hand on his shoulder and made sure that there was a distance between us. Nonetheless, he smiled and continued the dance.

Before I knew it, he had turned me around and mid-dropped me, making me let out a gasp. He seemed calm on the other hand.

"Tu amor eterno." He smiled and suddenly let me go, letting me drop onto the floor.

I saw him run away to the middle of the ballroom, taking glasses from the tables and throwing them onto the floor. He seemed to enjoy it.

I groaned as I stood up slowly, putting a hand to the side of my head. Everything was just too much to process.

I stood there not knowing what to do - I didn't expect this would happen.

I gasped when someone grabbed my arm and turned me around. It was Sookyung. His face was full of bruises and wounds.

"Sookyung!" I whisper-shouted. I looked behind me and saw how they were all distracted, fighting off the guards and throwing plates and glasses on the floor.

"We have to go," he wiped his lips with his hand, smearing the blood on his face.

I nodded and let him grab my hand, but before we could even start running, someone held my hand from behind.

"Mhm, not so fast." I turned around to see Hyunjae. "Do you think we'll let you go that easily?"

He laughed loudly and he snatched my hand away from Sookyung. I gasped when I saw blood dripping down from his stomach.

"S-Sookyung.." I put a hand over my mouth, biting my lip to keep the tears from falling.

"We told you, if you try anything, your friend will meet his end." I heard a chuckle from behind me and I turned around with glossy eyes.

"Oh, dear," his face softened and he ran towards me and wiped my tears away. He forced my hands down when I tried to push him away.

"There there, it's me, Jacob." He smiled and looked at me in the eye. "You had your last chance but you didn't use it well, and now you have to pay the price."

His eyes suddenly darkened and he walked with Hyunjae who was holding Sookyung by the collar - followed by Sangyeon who smirked at me.

I saw something shine in his pocket, and I feared for I knew what it was and what he was going to do with it.

It was a knife.

I followed where they were going with my eyes and I let out a small cry when one of them pulled out a rope.

They pushed Sookyung down onto a chair, tying his hands and feet to the chair tightly.

I looked behind me and the other members were just doing their own thing, jumping from table to table and kicking off plates and utensils.

I whipped my head around when I heard a loud scream. My eyes went wide when I saw Sookyung's bare arm being written on with a knife.

I covered my eyes with my hands and started breathing rapidly, my breaths shallow.

"Poor girl, don't look at that. Come on." I felt Eric grab my wrist and turn me around, dragging me away from the torture session going on in the back.

He led me to a table and climbed on top of it. He offered his hand and I looked between him and his hand with hesitation in my eyes.

"Come on, it won't hurt." His words snapped me out of my thoughts and I took his hand, not wanting to get on his nerves anymore.

I know what it's like if you do.

He smiled and pulled me closer to him by my waist, really close to the point where I felt his breath fan on my face.

"You like thrill, right?" He asked but before I could answer, he held my one hand tightly and let the other side of my body dangle from the table.

I let out a scream out of shock and fear when he finally pulled me towards him. "See? It doesn't hurt."

He chuckled and carassed my cheek with one hand while the other one cupped my face.

"Remember Y/N, unico y solo tuyo." He smiled sinisterly and gently let me down onto the floor.

I turned around when I felt someone touch my shoulder and I was met by Chanhee.

"Why hello there, pretty one. How have you been, hm?" He caressed my cheek and traced his fingers down my bare arm, goosebumps spreading around my body.

"You're still the old you," he chuckled softly and pulled away from me, walking away to climb into a table, and at the same time, the other members did too.

They laughed and giggled like little kids, throwing plates as if they were frisbees and clanking utensils together like drum sticks.

"It's fun to watch us, isn't it? Don't you want to try it out?" Sangyeon asked while he tilted his head. Blood was smeared all over his clothes making me squint my eyes and gulp.

He just chuckled and continued with his business. I just watched them on the side, dodging things every now and then.

It was my first time seeing like this. They were always so..serious and acted so possessive all the time.

But now, there were smiles on their faces. And I know for a fact that they were real ones. What has gotten into them?

I sighed and shrugged those thoughts away, looking at the mess they made.

An innocent party turned into a whole murder scene. I don't know how we got to that.

I don't even know how the police haven't even got here yet.

"Everyone, grab a glass!" I flinched and snapped out of my thoughts when Eric announced, grabbing a hall full wine glass from a table.

"Why are you guys even here?" I asked and laughed bitterly.

"To pay you a last visit," Chanhee replied. I scoffed. "Oh, really?"

"The last time you guys said that you all came to my house the next day,"

"Well don't jinx it sweetheart," Kevin spoke.

I rolled my eyes and groaned. They all chuckled.

"Anything you wanna say?" Eric asked.

"Thank you all for ruining my life," I spat. Everything I wanted to say just seemed to get expressed in that one sentence.

Eric chuckled.

"Well,"

They all huddled up in a circle and put their glasses together above them, and with a loud clank, Sangyeon proclaimed,

"Cheers to that."

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