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cocobeanncteez · 1 year
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Life Update and why I've been MIA:
Hey everyone!!!
It's been a while. A really long while (over a year)! So many of y'all have been wondering where I've been and I really appreciate that :)
I moved to another country and Uni has been quite hard and extremely time-consuming. I was struggling a lot mentally, and also struggled to manage my time (still trying to manage it better). I decided to take some time off writing. I honestly didn't think it would be this long; I underestimated how busy life would get. Quite often, I think about writing again. I've got a lot of unfinished stories in my drafts and a lot of new ideas that I desperately want to write about. But I just barely have the time to do it :( howeverrr I do plan on posting again soon. I'm hoping to get a few stories out over winter break!
I've also missed out on a lot of Ateez / K-pop content. I still listen to their songs everyday, but I'm very far behind on the YouTube content :(
I also wanna tell you guys something that's very personal and important to me. I got a boyfriend!!! We've been together for a year and so far it's been really really really good. I've only been in toxic relationships before so I was afraid of dating again, but this man showed me what a healthy relationship is like. I've never been so in love before. I often tell him that he's like those perfect fictional boyfriends in books. He's truly an angel! I also did write some fics inspired by him that I can't wait to show y'all!!
Thank you all for waiting for me and checking up on me. I love y'all <3
Until next time!! Bye~
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cocobeanncteez · 3 years
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[5:15 PM]
Stopping his car in front of your house and taking your hand in his, Yunho looked into your eyes, his own glistening with tears that he hoped wouldn't fall. You let him hold your hand, gently stroking his skin with your thumb. You were moving to another country to pursue your higher studies, and you decided to text Yunho the night before, apologizing for the rough times and thanking him for the good times. To your surprise, he asked you to meet up. One last time.
"I really am sorry for everything. You were a good girlfriend, you know? Even though it was toxic... I have no regrets and would do it all again if I could."
He wanted to tell you not to leave. He wanted to tell you how his hook ups never worked, how kissing another girl didn't make him forget you. He wanted to tell you that even though it's been three years since you both broke up, he still had some feelings for you. But moving to another country to pursue your higher studies was your dream. He knew that. And he knew it was too late. Your flight was tomorrow, there was no alternative.
You looked away with a smile, taking a deep breath. "You were a good boyfriend too. I don't regret anything either, Yunho."
Looking back at him, he had a small smile on his face. "I really am sorry. We were toxic and the breakup was for the best, but I know you went through a lot after it, so I'm really sorry for that."
"It's all right," you said honestly. The breakup was rough and you both were young and immature that time.
Yunho squeezed your hand. "Take care of yourself over there, yeah? If you ever need to talk about anything, please don't hesitate to text or call me."
You nodded with a smile. "I will. The same applies to you." He smiled in response. The two of you were silent, unsure of what to say.
"So... this is it, huh?" you said with a chuckle, looking down at your now intertwined hands.
He sighed. "This is it."
You pulled him into a hug. "Take care of yourself. Don't smoke too much."
Yunho chuckled. "You too, I promise I'll reduce." You pulled away, getting out of his car, giving him one last smile.
You watched him drive away with unexplainable feelings. You didn't know if you would ever see him again. A part of you wished that you had texted him earlier before you decided that you wanted to go abroad.
You wanted to stay back for him. You wanted to fall in love with him again.
But it was too late.
You had to chase your dreams.
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cocobeanncteez · 3 years
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ATEEZ Reactions- Leading him/you on prank.
Warning: suggestive content
Seonghwa:
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"Hwa!" you called out from your bedroom. "Could you come here?"
"Coming!" you heard your boyfriend say. A few seconds later, he entered the room. "What's up, babe?"
You didn't say a word. You only pulled your t-shirt over your head, making Seonghwa's eyes widen. You took a few slow steps towards him, leaving a small gap between the two of you.
Seonghwa smirked, knowing exactly where this was going.
"Could you put some moisturizing cream on my back, please?"
You reached for the bottle of moisturizer that you kept ready on the bed, handing it to a surprised Seonghwa.
"O-Oh sure..." he mumbled, cheeks turning pink.
You silently laughed, telling him about the little prank you pulled after he moisturized your back.
"Babe! I was literally mentally scolding myself for my sinful thoughts," Seonghwa whined adorably.
Hongjoong:
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Hongjoong had been so touchy with you the whole day, but he never really did anything to you and neither did he let you do anything to him.
"Y/N, look at this," Hongjoong said, turning his laptop so that you could clearly see the screen. "I wanna buy this for us."
Your eyes widened at the sight of the imagine of what you assumed to be a vibrator. You didn't have any issues with getting one, but you were just surprised with how straightforward your boyfriend was being.
"It's great at relieving stress, you know? I think it'll make us feel really good," he continued, trying his best not to laugh.
"Well, yeah, vibrators are meant for that," you mumbled, causing Hongjoong to burst out laughing.
"It's a massager, babe! What were you thinking?!" he laughed harder when your cheeks heated up.
"I don't like you," you groaned, making him finally pull you into a kiss, telling you all about his little prank.
Yunho:
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"Which flavor do you want?" you asked your boyfriend, showing him four different popsicles that you recently bought. You randomly got the idea of leading him on to see how he would react, and you knew the popsicles were the perfect prop.
"I'll have the lemon one," he said, and you handed it to him.
You took the strawberry-kiwi one, taking your time to have the cold dessert in an unusual way that would certainly capture Yunho's attention.
You glanced at Yunho, pleased to see him already looking at you. You knew your dirty-minded boyfriend's thoughts were anything but pure.
You put the popsicle into your mouth, lightly hollowing your cheeks, looking directly at Yunho who was almost done with his own popsicle.
You pulled the popsicle out of your mouth, giving it kitten licks exactly like how you do to him.
Yunho had enough, an obvious tent forming in his jeans. "If you keep having the popsicle like that... I might just replace it with something bigger and better."
Yeosang:
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Two weeks ago, you decided to pull the famous 'leading my significant other on' prank on Yeosang. The video got a lot of views and your YouTube channel gained a large number of subscribers.
Presently, Yeosang was pulling that prank on you. He waited for two whole weeks to do this as he knew you'd know what he was upto if he did it earlier.
After setting up the camera on the bookshelf, Yeosang sat beside you on the couch. "Babe?"
You didn't take your eyes off your phone. "Hmm?"
Yeosang gently took your phone from you and placed it on the table. He moved back to his previous position before he leaned in. You were quite excited, considering Yeosang had subtly teased you the entire day.
You waited for him to kiss you and give you some relief, but he didn't, much to your dismay. Yeosang smirked and you caught on to his plan. "I know what you're trying to do," you said, narrowing your eyes.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he stated innocently, using your exact words from two weeks ago.
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"What are you doing, baby?" San asked, glancing at you from the corner of his eye while he drove. Your hand was on his thigh, just a few centimeters away from his crotch.
"Hm? Nothing," you said, giving his thigh a squeeze.
San looked suspicious, but he chose to focus on the road instead, albeit it was a difficult task, especially when your hand moved further up.
San bit his lip, but his eyes were fixed on the road. "Babe... do you want me to crash?"
You didn't reply and you didn't move your hand away either. When San reached a red signal, you took the opportunity to place your hand over his growing bulge. "Oops."
San knew exactly what you were trying to do. As soon as the signal light turned green, he took a turn that was in the opposite direction of your shared apartment. He drove to the parking lot of a nearby supermarket, surprising you that he couldn't wait just a little bit longer.
"Now, sweetheart, I can't drive with this problem you've caused," he stated in a low tone. "So until you fix it, we aren't going home."
Mingi:
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"Are you going out somewhere?" you asked your boyfriend, scanning his outfit from head to toe. You thought he looked insanely hot in the black denim jacket you bought for his birthday.
"No, I'm staying home," he simply replied.
"Oh... why are you dressed up?" you asked, slightly confused. You assumed that he probably wanted to take pictures of himself.
"Can't I look good for you?" he asked innocently, albeit his purpose of dressing like that was anything but innocent.
"For me?" you raised an eyebrow, a smile forming on your face.
"Mhmm." He moved towards you, towering over your smaller form. "Do I look nice?" he questioned, hands moving to your waist, pulling you closer to him.
"Yeah..." you closed your eyes when he leaned down, ready for him to kiss you. But it never came.
Instead, Mingi pulled away, leaving you stunned for a good few seconds until you realized what he was trying to do.
"Mingi! Get back here!"
Wooyoung:
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Wooyoung wrapped an arm around your waist, bringing you closer to his body while the two of you cuddled on the couch to watch a movie.
While you were so focused on the movie, Wooyoung wasn't. He found it pretty boring and wanted to do something else, so he decided to play around with you.
Wooyoung placed a kiss on your shoulder, earning a smile from you in response. He slowly began trailing kisses from your shoulder to your sensitive neck, taking his time to mark your skin, successfully gaining all your attention.
When you turned around in his arms to kiss him, he only pecked you before getting off the couch. You thought he was gonna ask you to go to the bedroom, but he went to the kitchen instead, leaving you all hot and bothered.
"I'm gonna start making dinner now," he said, trying not to laugh at your confused face.
You cleared your throat. "Well, that can wait. You better finish what you started or else we ain't having sex for a week and—"
That was all it took for Wooyoung to run to you before dragging you to the bedroom.
Jongho:
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Jongho was busy learning lyrics of a song he was going to perform. You scrolled through tiktok, watching videos of the 'leading my significant other on' trend.
You couldn't help but want to try it on your boyfriend, curious about how he would react.
You kept your phone aside before getting up from the couch, moving to the other couch which Jongho was lying down on.
You straddled his lap, surprising him. You leaned down slowly, barely brushing his lips with your own before you pulled away and got off of him.
Jongho got up, tossing his phone aside, easily picking you up bridal style before you could escape, making you let out a small squeak.
"You can't just do that to me," he said with a pout, carrying you to his bedroom.
"But I did."
Jongho smirked. "Then be prepared to face the consequences now, doll," he said, locking his bedroom door.
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cocobeanncteez · 3 years
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Ateez Hongjoong: Tame (Final Part)
Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, mafia au.
Pairing: Mafia!Hongjoong x OC (written in 2nd person)
Word Count: 17k in total, 2.2k in this part. (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)
Warnings for all parts combined: Mafia themes such as torture, abuse, violence, human auctions, murder, drugs, guns. Mentions of rape, human trafficking, sex slavery, organ trafficking, unprotected sex, pulling out, facesitting.
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“What are you guys up to?” you questioned, plopping down on the couch beside Wooyoung. Yunho, Jongho, and San were seated on the opposite couch.
“Just talking about one of our hostages who we will kill tonight,” Yunho replied while playing with a rubik's cube.
“What did they do?” you asked.
“He tried to sabotage our latest drug deal with a secret dealer from Russia. We didn’t know how he found out about it, but he spilled the beans on his gang,” San answered. “So we don’t need him anymore.”
“Well… rest in peace, I guess,” you remarked, making Wooyoung snort.
“Would’ve been better if we killed Yang Daeyoung instead.”
You turned to look at him. “Who exactly is he? I’ve heard his name a few times, but I’ve never gotten the opportunity to ask.”
Jongho gently cleared his throat. “He’s the man who raped and murdered Hongjoong’s sister. Him and three of his men. He wasn’t from a very powerful gang or anything, but he does his work extremely well. He wanted to take us down, and he used Hongjoong’s sister as bait to trap him. Hongjoong refused to give up on Ateez. By the time we managed to track Hongjoong, the damage was already done.” You felt your heart break; you couldn’t even imagine what your boyfriend had to go through.
“Where is Yang Daeyoung now?” you asked.
“Rotting in our torture chamber as we speak.”
Your eyes widened in surprise. “What?! Why haven’t you killed him yet?”
“We are looking for his child,” Hongjoong replied, joining the conversation. “The man has over five trillion won kept in a secret bank account. He also has information, good and bad, on every mafia gang and the corrupted politicians and locals involved. That’s why all gangs are still on the lookout for him even though we captured him eight months ago. He has a secret place somewhere in the world and only his child can access his possessions as he used iris pattern recognition. He has covered up everything though. We can’t find shit on any of his family members.”
“No amount of threatening or torturing works on him. We even told him that we’ll find his child and torture them,” Jongho added. “But he won’t reveal anything to us.”
“Maybe I can try?” you suggested. You did learn how to torture someone for information, but it wasn’t something you really enjoyed.
“Your chances are extremely low,” Wooyoung remarked.
“I’m aware of that. But even a little information could be helpful, right?”
“Go ahead then, sweetheart,” Hongjoong said with a smirk. “I’d love to see my girl torture that filthy bastard.”
You pecked his lips. “Then let’s go now, shall we?”
You made your way to the torture room, Hongjoong, Jongho, and Wooyoung following you. Seonghwa joined you after finishing his work in the interrogation room, satisfied with how much information he was able to obtain. Jongho entered a passcode for one of the rooms, letting everyone inside.
The room was pretty dark and looked like a jail cell. You saw a plate of untouched food on the floor. There was a chair in the middle of the room and a cot at the end of the room where Yang Daeyoung was sleeping, his back facing you all, long chains attached from his hands to a pipe.
Wooyoung moved to the sleeping form, giving the man a kick on his back to wake him up. “Get up, fucker.”
Yang Daeyoung groaned in pain before sitting up, looking at the faces of everyone in the room. As soon as you made eye contact with the man, your heart dropped to your stomach.
His eyes widened. “Kiah?! What are you doing here?!”
The boys immediately turned to look at you. You weren’t able to utter a word due to how shocked you were at seeing your own father there. His hair was quite long and he had a long beard and moustache. There were a few scars on his face and arms.
“How do you know her?” Hongjoong interrogated.
“Run from here, Kiah! They’re gonna kill you,” your father yelled at you.
“Do you know him?” Seonghwa asked you, but you weren’t able to answer. You felt sick. You felt terribly sick that it was your father who raped and murdered your lover's sister.
Tears rolled down your eyes when you glanced at your boyfriend. How could you ever face him now?
“Kiah!” your father yelled, tugging hard on the chains, grabbing your attention. “Get out of here! They’re gonna torture you in front my eyes! They said they will find you and torture you!”
Hongjoong looked at you with an emotionless expression, finally understanding the situation. “You’re his daughter?” You couldn’t respond.
“Are you this bastard's daughter?!” he yelled at you. Before you could answer him, he rushed out of the room. You couldn’t help but cry, burying your face in your hands, feeling your heart ache.
Your father glared at you angrily. “Why are you involved with Ateez?! What is wrong with—"
“Shut up!” you shouted, cutting him off. “You’re fucking pathetic! How could you r-rape someone when you have a daughter?! How could you lie to me all these years that you’re a cop, when you’re nothing but a heartless monster!” you sobbed loudly, collapsing onto the floor. You felt someone kneel beside you, wrapping their arms around you.
“Get away from her, Park Seonghwa!” your father spat.
Seonghwa turned to glare at him. “Shut it,” he said, before helping you stand up, taking you to your room.
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You blankly stared at the window of your room from your bed, watching the horizon darker as night was approaching. It has been four days since you last saw Hongjoong. You felt nothing but emptiness and agony. You didn’t know if he was at the mansion or if he went somewhere as you haven’t left your room at all ever since Seonghwa brought you to it. The girls tried to make you eat, but you barely had the appetite to.
You sighed, forcing yourself to get out of bed to take a shower even though you were going to crawl right back into it.
Stripping out of your clothes and entering the shower, you pushed the tap, letting the warm water soak you. Closing your eyes, you could feel a dull ache in your chest when you began to think of Hongjoong. A sob got stuck in your throat, but escaped a few seconds later. You couldn’t hold it back anymore. You sat down, hugging your propped up knees. Your sobs got louder, and your throat was aching, tears mixing with the water running down your face.
After spending a few minutes crying until you couldn’t anymore, you finally washed your body and your hair.
Stepping out of the shower, you wrapped a towel around your body and another one for your hair. You exited the bathroom after putting some clothes on, having no strength to dry your hair with a blow-dryer. You stopped in your tracks when you noticed a figure seated on your bed.
“I'm sorry…” Hongjoong apologized, getting off your bed and moving towards you. He stood in front of you with a pained expression on his beautiful face. You wondered how long he was waiting for you and you really hoped he didn’t hear you cry. Even if he didn’t, he could still tell you were crying as your red, puffy eyes gave it away.
“F-For what?” you stuttered, voice shaky.
Hongjoong sighed, looking down at his feet.  “I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I shouldn’t have left you alone when you were going through much worse. It was a shock for you too…”
Your eyes filled with tears. “I understand why you did it. It’s okay…”
He shook his head. “No, it’s not okay, baby. I’m ashamed of how I acted. You didn’t deserve that.”
You blinked, causing the tears brimming at your eyes to slide down your cheeks. Hongjoong reached up to cup your cheeks, gently wiping your tears away with his thumbs. He placed a gentle, lingering kiss on your forehead. “I’m so sorry.”
You closed your eyes, shaking your head in his hold. You pulled away from him, taking a deep breath. “Hongjoong, I-I think it’s best if we end things.” His eyes widened, heart aching due to your words. He opened his mouth to say something, but you spoke before he could. “I’m the daughter of the man who raped and murdered your sister, Hongjoong. I-I can’t…” you paused, sobs taking over. “I can’t live with that fact. I can’t look at you without thinking about it.”
“I don’t care, Kiah,” he reached out to hold your hands, his own eyes filling with tears. “I love you. Do you understand? I fucking love you. Yes, I was furious when I found out that you were the daughter of that bastard, but you shouldn’t have to suffer because of him. You didn’t even know what he does for a living. It’s not your problem.”
You sniffled. “You don’t h-hate me?” you couldn’t help but ask.
“Baby…” he sighed, pulling you into a hug, his own tears rolling down his beautiful face. “I could never hate you. Never. You’re the love of my life. Fuck, I can’t even live without you. These past four days… I felt like I was gonna go insane if I didn’t see you, but I had to give you some space.” You didn’t know what to say.
“There's no me without you,” he continued, gently pushing you away so that he could see your face. “So please… never try to break up with me again. I’d rather die than live without you,” he cried. You wrapped your arms around him, burying your face in his chest while you both cried together. Hongjoong placed soft kisses onto your head, trying to calm himself and you down.
When your sobs stopped, he gently pushed you away so that he could look at your face. He cupped your cheek, titling your head back before he leaned in, capturing your lips with his own in a soft kiss.
He pulled away, resting his forehead against you. “I love you,” he murmured.
You smile slightly. “I love you more.”
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Epilogue
 “Oh my god! We’re finally here!” Jiwoo squealed, running on the cooling sand. Ateez managed to find out the location of your father's secret hideout in Fiji with the help of Yeosang who used your iris pattern to track the computer. Ateez managed to receive all your father’s possessions and now you all had flown across Fiji for a mini vacation.
“Jiwoo's dream destination is Fiji and now we’re here,” San said, watching his girlfriend with love and adoration. You chuckled, watching San run after Jiwoo to join her little hyper session.
“We’re gonna go rest for a while,” Seonghwa stated, holding Aeji's hand.
Wooyoung smirked. “I know what that means,” he said, earning a smack on his head from the older man before the couple went to their beach house in the chain of houses.
Hongjoong took your hand in his, intertwining it. “We’re gonna rest too. See you all for dinner,” he said, dragging you along to your little beach house.
The two of you walked in comfortable silence, sandals leaving prints on the sand, observing the various hues of orange, red, blue, and purple in the beautiful sky as the sun was setting. Hongjoong let go of your hand when you reached your beach house, pausing in his tracks. You gave him a questioning look, wondering why he wasn’t going inside.
He cleared his throat, moving his hands to wrap around your waist. “You’re the only one who could tame my temper, as the boys always say," he started, making you giggle. “The only one who could make my heart beat so fast. I’ve never wanted anything more in life than to be with you. You aren’t just my girlfriend, you’re my best friend and the love of my life. But now I’d like to change that,” he reached into his pocket, taking out a small velvet box.
Hongjoong got down on one knee, and you gasped, realizing what was about to happen. “I’d like to be upgraded from your boyfriend to your fiancé.” You chuckle at that and he opened the box, revealing a beautiful oval-shaped diamond ring.
“Moon Kiah, will you do me the honor of marrying me?”
“Yes!” you squealed, face beaming with happiness. Hongjoong took your hand in his, sliding the ring onto your finger. He got up and you pulled him into a bone-crushing hug. When you pulled away, he grinned before placing a soft kiss on your lips. “I love you. Thank you for bringing light to my life.”
You wrapped your arms around his neck. “I love you too, Joong. So much.” Hongjoong chuckled, pulling you into a sweet kiss.
You couldn’t wait for this new chapter in your life, spending it with Hongjoong by your side for the rest of eternity.
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cocobeanncteez · 3 years
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ATEEZ Hongjoong: Tame (Part 3)
Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, mafia au.
Pairing: Mafia!Hongjoong x OC (written in 2nd person)
Word Count: 17k in total, 5k in this part. (Part 1, Part 2, Final Part)
Warnings for all parts combined: Mafia themes such as torture, abuse, violence, human auctions, murder, drugs, guns. Mentions of rape, human trafficking, sex slavery, organ trafficking, unprotected sex, pulling out, facesitting.
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Three weeks later, you could pretty much call yourself a member of a mafia gang. Well, that's what you were now even if you were in slight denial.
You spent a lot of time with Ateez. Hongjoong taught you how to shoot like a pro, Jongho taught you how to defend yourself if you don't have a weapon, and Yeosang and Seonghwa taught you medical related stuff such as removing a bullet from a body and treating a gunshot wound. Yeosang also taught you the basics of hacking, but you sucked at it. San, Wooyoung, and Aeji taught you how to seduce a target, and you nearly died of embarrassment when you had to practice with Wooyoung as the target. Jiwoo pretty much gave you some of her bubbliness while she and Yeoreum taught you a bit about illegal international business deals. The three girls also told you a hell lot about their sex lives when you all had a girls' night a few days ago. On the other hand, Yunho and Mingi were just playing 'tossing Kiah' (as they call it), which was literally just them throwing and catching you like as if you were a ball. The giants found it extremely fascinating that you were an entire foot shorter than them. Sometimes, they would use the top of your head as an armrest.
Hongjoong bought you a phone, but unfortunately, you couldn't log into any of your social media accounts, or even your email as your cousin and uncle were searching for you and the culprits who made your cousin unconscious the night he was going to sell you.
"Kiah, do want some orange juice?" Mingi asked you from the kitchen while he poured himself a glass. You nod your head and he poured some for you too. Yeosang was there as well, busy eating fried chicken.
"Hey, Kiah?" Mingi called out, making you look up at him. "You never really told us about your parents." He handed you your juice.
"My mother died when I was a newborn," you replied, sipping on your juice. "My father... well, I rarely saw him after he made me live with my uncle. Now no one has seen him in months." Both the boys noticed how sad you were when you spoke about your father. You really wanted to see him; you didn't even know whether he was dead or alive.
"What's your father's name and age?" Yeosang questioned. "I could track him or at least find out if he's all right."
"Moon Dongwoo and he's 49 years old," you answered with a small smile. "Thank you, Yeosang." 
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After about three hours, Yeosang approached you while you were talking to Aeji and some of the boys. He sat on the couch adjacent to you after briefly greeting everyone.
"So I tried to track your father, Kiah," Yeosang stated nonchalantly. "And I found absolutely nothing."
Your eyebrows furrowed. "Huh? What do you mean?"
"There are zero records of him," Yeosang explained, "Like no bank or property details… To put it in simple words, it's like as if he doesn't exist."
You frowned. "So he's… d-dead?"
"Don't know," Yeosang shrugged. "There are no death records either. There were a couple of men with the same name as him, but no one was 49 years old."
You pondered about it for a while. Why would your dad erase all traces of his existence? Even if he didn't, someone else did. But why?
"Wait," you blurted out. "Did you check with the police station? My dad is a cop."
San, who was listening to the conversation, nearly chokes on the sprite that he was drinking. "Your dad is a cop and you're here, living in a mafia gang's house?!"
"I know right?!" Yunho said from beside him and you only shrug in response.
"I checked the police station as well," Yeosang remarked. "Still no records."
Your eyebrows furrowed. "That's just strange. He's a cop, there has to be at least something about him at the police station."
"Hey, don't worry about it, Kiah," Yeosang said in a soft tone, giving you a reassuring smile. "We'll find him."
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The next day after you woke up, you found everyone seated in the living room, lost in deep thought. You quietly sat beside Jiwoo, wondering whether you should ask why everyone is so quiet.
"That's not a bad idea, actually," Wooyoung said after glancing at you while you stared at him in confusion. What idea was he talking about?
"Yeah, it's a terrible idea," Hongjoong retorted, glancing at you as well.
"Kiah," Mingi starts, grabbing your attention. "What do you think about attending a masquerade party?"
"You mean a mafia masquerade party?" you emphasized.  
"Of course," he replied.
"Ah, it's cool, I guess?" you said nonchalantly; you were getting used to the mafia life, and you'd be lying if you said that you didn't like it.
"It's settled then," San stated, getting up from the couch and stretching his arms. "Kiah is Hongjoong's date for the party."
"Knew it," Jongho murmured.
"No," Hongjoong protested. "A lot of people saw her face at the auction. It's a terrible idea."
"Well, it's a masquerade party hosted by our ally," Seonghwa remarked. "No one will try shit even if they recognize her."
"Plus, we're all going to be there. We can't leave Kiah alone here," Yeoreum added and Jiwoo nodded her head in agreement.
Hongjoong sighed. "Fine."
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"You look gorgeous, Kiah!" Aeji squealed after doing your makeup. Yeoreum just finished doing Jiwoo's hair and started doing your hair.
"Hongjoong won't be able to keep his hands to himself," Yeoreum remarked with a smirk, making you blush.
"I'm surprised he hasn't made a move yet," Aeji said.
"We all know he wants to," Jiwoo mumbled while taking a mirror selfie.
You chuckled. "Nothing has happened yet."
"Yet?" Yeoreum teased you, curling a strand of your hair with the curling iron. "So you want something to happen, huh?"
“I—”
"You obviously do."
You playfully rolled your eyes at her. "Don't accidentally burn my hair, Yeoreum!" The girls laughed at the sight of you getting flustered 
"Kiah, what are you planning on wearing?" Aeji asked.
"The black cocktail dress."
"No, you're not wearing that," she protests. "Wear the red dress Jiwoo got you last week."
You raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"You'll see," she smirked.
~
After all of you got ready and slipped into your respective outfits, you went downstairs where the boys were waiting.
As soon as Hongjoong saw you, his lips parted slightly as he scanned you from head to toe. You were wearing a short, strapless red dress that fit your body perfectly, hugging your curves and exposing your highlighted collarbones. You wore silver wedges that matched the silver necklace around your neck. Your long hair was curled and your makeup was simple yet elegant.
"Hongjoong's favorite color is red, by the way. Thank me later," Aeji whispered to you, giving you a wink before she ran into Seonghwa's arms. So that's why she forced you to wear a red dress. You snorted at Aeji's words before your eyes landed on Hongjoong. He looked absolutely ethereal in his black ripped jeans and white t-shirt underneath the leather jacket he was wearing. You expected to see the guys in suits, considering it was a masquerade event, but it looked like you all were going to a club instead. Oh well, maybe this is how the mafia rolls.
You heard someone clear their throat. "Um, if you're both done eye-fucking each other, can we leave? We're getting late," San commented and Jiwoo laughed loudly at her boyfriend's words. The other eight already left and you wondered how you didn't even notice.
Hongjoong doesn't utter a word; he only approaches you and takes your hand in his, leading you to the garage. You, Hongjoong, Jiwoo, and San were riding in the same car.
San begun driving and the car was filled with Jiwoo gushing about how she loved going for Stray Kids' parties. San told you about how Wooyoung introduced Ateez to his friend, Changbin, and that's how Ateez met the rest of Stray Kids.
After a while, you reached Stray Kids' mansion. The exterior was lit up with blue and yellow lights.
Jiwoo handed you a pretty silver eye-mask and you put it on; Hongjoong wore a red mask, Jiwoo wore black, and San wore gold.
"Alright, let's party!" Jiwoo squealed, pulling San along with her, practically running inside.
Hongjoong wrapped an arm around your waist as he led you inside Stray Kids' mansion, scanning the crowd to see if he could find any of his allies.
"Ah, Hongjoong!" you heard someone say, catching your attention. Hongjoong's arm leaves your waist to hug that person.
"Chan! It's been so long, yeah?"
"Very," he agreed before glancing at you. "I see you've got yourself a girl."
Hongjoong chuckled. "This is Moon Kiah. Kiah, this is Bang Chan, the leader of Stray Kids." Chan stretched his hand out and you shake it.
While Hongjoong spoke to Chan, Jiwoo dragged you away to get a drink. You wondered how hyper she would be when drunk, considering the fact that she was already pretty hyper when sober.
Jiwoo got a couple of tequila shots and you only downed three.  "Only three?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," you answered with a small giggle. "I have very bad alcohol tolerance."
Jiwoo took her own shots before Wooyoung dragged the two of you to introduce you to the other members of Stray Kids. You were seriously shocked by how young and polite these men were, despite being in the mafia.
"So whose girl is she gonna be now?" Changbin asked.  
"She's Hongjoong's girl," Wooyoung answered, and you giggle at that, already a little drunk.
"Mhmm, yeah, I'm Hongjoong's girl, hi!" you squealed before realizing that Jiwoo suddenly wasn't there anymore. "Where's Jiwoo?" you pouted  
"Probably would've found someone to talk to or she's in some room with San," Wooyoung replied. "Anyway, let's get you to Hongjoong, little one."
"I'm here," you heard a familiar voice say behind you, making you jump a little before you turned around. "Kim Hongjoong, you…” you trailed off, admiring his face even though half of it was covered with the mask. "You're so fucking hot, like what the actual fuck?!"  Wooyoung and Changbin laughed loudly before they walked away, leaving you alone with a slightly stunned Hongjoong.
"How much did you drink, hmm?" Hongjoong asked, looking down at you with soft eyes. You gave him a loving smile while your arms moved to wrap around his neck.
"Three tequila," you mumbled before you suddenly squealed. The DJ started playing one of your favorite songs. "Dance with me," you whispered in Hongjoong's ear, pulling his body closer to yours.
Hongjoong danced with you for a little while, holding you close to his body so that you wouldn't trip and fall in your 5-inch heels. After the song ended, he pulled you to a less crowded area to sit on the sofas. Your heartbeat sped up when Hongjoong made you sit on his lap instead of the free space beside him. You wrapped an arm around his neck while your other hand ran through his soft hair.
"What's wrong with that guy?" you whispered in Hongjoong's ear, glancing at a green-masked guy who was sitting near you, all alone on the floor, staring at the ceiling with a huge smile.
"Probably took LSD," Hongjoong remarked after taking a quick glance at the man.
"Oh," you murmured. "He's a really bad boy. You shouldn't take drugs. Okay, pretty boy?" Hongjoong raised an eyebrow, amused by the tipsy side of you. He chuckled prettily in your ear, pulling you even closer to him.
"I don't do drugs, love." He places his cold hand on the skin right above your knee. "I'm a good boy," he whispered in a low tone. Hongjoong could clearly see how much he affected you.
"Liar," you whispered in his ear. You place a kiss right below his ear before trailing kisses along his jawline. You stopped at his chin and pulled away. When his eyes met yours, you leaned in, finally pressing your lips against his. He responded immediately, kissing you back like as if there was no tomorrow. You've never been kissed with such intensity before.  Hongjoong's hand that was just above your knee, began to move upwards. You weren't drunk, just tipsy, so you knew what was happening; you were starting to feel really excited as his hand went higher and higher.
You heard someone clear their throat. "Kim Hongjoong?"
Hongjoong halted his actions and pulled away from you to look up at the woman who interrupted him. She had orange colored hair and was wearing a dark blue eye mask.
"Oh? Royeon?" he got up from his seat, making you stand up along with him. He sounded a little excited, and that made you feel a little jealous. Who was she?
Royeon smirked. "New girl, huh?"
Hongjoong ignored her comment. "Kiah, this is my friend, Royeon."
She snorted. "Friend? I'm quite offended by that title, Joongie." she pouts a little before turning to you. "I'm his first love."
You kept a pokerface on. "That's nice. It’s a pleasure to meet you," you said nonchalantly, trying not to sound bothered about the fact that Hongjoong's first love was standing right in front of your face. She was giving you a bad vibe and you absolutely hated how she was undressing Hongjoong with her eyes. You couldn't deny that you had strong feelings for Kim Hongjoong and you were planning on telling him pretty soon.
You turned to Hongjoong with a small smile on your face. "I'm gonna go get a drink," you said, purposely giving him a kiss that lasted a little longer than it should before you left him alone with his previous lover.
You didn't get a drink. Instead, you went outside, exploring the lit up garden in Stray Kids' mansion. The mansion was a little smaller than Ateez's mansion, but was extremely beautiful nonetheless.
You walked to one of the trees that was lit up with blue lights, taking out your phone to take a few pictures of yourself.
"So Yang Daeyoung hasn't been spotted anywhere?" you heard someone say.
"No," another person replied. "He probably escaped to another country or died.”
"What about his child?" the first person asked.
"No one knows what he or she looks like. Anyway, we have to find Yang Daeyoung and his child before another gang does. I heard many gangs are still searching for him… especially Ateez and CIX. We need to get all that information before them."
You were suddenly really interested in whatever the two people were talking about. You mentally reminded yourself to ask one of the Ateez members about this Yang Daeyoung guy later.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing all alone here?" you heard someone say behind you, words slurred.
You turned to face the man who was in a green eye-mask. "Taking pictures as you can clearly see," you answered the clearly drunk man.
He smirked. "I'm Jinseop," he introduced. "And your attitude is really fucking turning me on, babygirl."
"I didn't ask," you stated, rolling your eyes.
He took a step towards you and you didn't move an inch. "You know," he starts, placing a hand on your shoulder while he towered over you. "I heard Stray Kids have a few spare rooms here. How about we go upstairs and—"
"Get your fucking hands off her."
Jinseop rolled his eyes, not even glancing at the person.
"Now," the person growled. He froze when he finally realized who was talking to him.
"O-Oh, I'm sorry," he apologized and quickly walked away, leaving you quite stunned.
"Wow, Kim Hongjoong," you remark in amusement after a few seconds. "You scared someone."
Hongjoong doesn't say anything. He only walked towards you, and you involuntarily took a step back, making your back press against the cold surface of a wall. Hongjoong towered over your short height and you could tell he loved how small you looked next to him.
He cupped your cheek with one hand and places his lips against yours, gently kissing you before trailing kisses down to your neck. Your hands immediately went up to grab his hair while he started to suck and kiss the skin of your neck, making you moan softly. He smirked against your skin, absolutely loving how he was the one who was making you feel good. He brought his lips back to yours, kissing you a little harder than before while his hands moved down to your ass, grabbing it through the fabric of your dress. You gasped at his actions and he takes that opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. He pulled away after a few seconds.
"You're all mine, Moon Kiah."
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Hongjoong led you back inside and you immediately spot his ex-girlfriend who was trying to hit on an unbothered Yunho.
"Yunho," Hongjoong called out and the man looked at him. Royeon's attention was also now on the two of you. "Where are the rest? We have to leave soon."
"I have no clue," Yunho answered.  "Yeoreum just took Mingi to the bathroom. The man drank way too much."
You noticed Royeon glaring at you, her eyes flickering between your neck and Hongjoong's messed up hair; you realized that he probably left a nice mark on your neck. You smirked, loving her annoyed reaction. You wrapped your arms around Hongjoong's waist and he smiled at you, draping an arm around your shoulders. Yunho controlled the urge to laugh once he realized what you just did.
Royeon cleared her throat. "So Hongjoong, did you get any news on Yang Daeyoung?" You felt Hongjoong stiffen a little.
"No," Hongjoong simply replied.
She chuckled. "Oh well. That must really suck for you since all... that happened, huh?" You could tell Hongjoong was going to lose his temper. You were extremely curious about this person, considering the fact that you've heard about him twice in less than an hour. "I bet you're dying to capture him. You would've planned so much to—"
"That's none of your business, Royeon," Yunho stated in a cold tone, cutting her off.
She raised her hands up defensively. "What I'm trying to say is I'd like to help."
"We don't need your help," Hongjoong spat through gritted teeth and Royeon was taken aback. You wondered why she looked shocked; was Hongjoong a complete sweetheart to her or something when they were together?
She cleared her throat, clearly offended. "Alright… come over to my place whenever you want me, Hongjoong," she said with a smirk before she walked away. You scoffed at her words and tightened your hold around Hongjoong who was quite amused by your reaction.
He put a finger under your chin to make you look up at him. "Maybe I should take up her offer, hmm?"
You scowled. "Don't even think about it, Kim Hongjoong. You're mine."
"Say that again, baby."
"You're mine."
Hongjoong crashed his lips onto yours and you kiss him back immediately, loving the feeling of his soft lips moving with yours.
"Oh, they're finally doing something," you heard Jongho say.
"Yeah, I was so tired of hearing Hongjoong whine everyday about how badly he wanted to kiss her," Seonghwa remarked, and you smile against Hongjoong's lips. You pulled away from the kiss, smiling widely at a blushing Hongjoong.
You turned your head to look at Seonghwa. "He was whining about that?" you asked in amusement.
"Oh, yeah, all the time," he answered with a chuckle.
A drunk Wooyoung laughed loudly. "That's not all! Hyung was also complaining about how Hongjoong junior was aching for—" Hongjoong smacked his palm over Wooyoung's mouth, stopping him from exposing him.
"Hey, let him complete," you stated, amused by the whole situation. Hongjoong shook his head in disagreement.
"We have to leave," Hongjoong changed the topic. "Yunho, go get Mingi and Yeoreum. Seonghwa, call San and Yeosang."
"Yeosang's getting some upstairs after so long," Yunho revealed. "He'll be shit pissed if you guys interrupt him."
Wooyoung chuckled. "After so long? He got pussy last week! And he's with the same blonde chick upstairs."
"No wonder he was the most excited to come here," Jongho mumbled.
Hongjoong rolled his eyes. "Well, I want to leave now. Anyone else wants to come?"
"Hyung, you and Aeji can go," Yunho said to Seonghwa. "Aeji's really tired. I'll come with the rest."
Seonghwa nodded and the four of you leave first, walking to one of three cars. Seonghwa had to drive after losing a game of rock-paper-scissors to Hongjoong.
After he began driving, you wanted to ask who this Yang Daeyoung guy was, but you thought now didn't seem like an appropriate time; you didn't want to interrupt the peaceful silence in the car.
You were feeling quite drained out, so you rested your head on Hongjoong's shoulder, trying your best to not fall asleep.
“Sleep, Kiah,” he mumbled, bringing your body closer to his. “I’ll wake you up when we reach,” he said, although he had no plans of doing that.
“Okay…” you closed your eyes, sleep taking over your body within a few minutes.
Hongjoong placed a soft kiss on your head. “I love you…”
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5 months later.
As soon as Hongjoong came back home from his mission and stepped into your bedroom, you ran into his arms. “I missed you so much!” you mumbled against your boyfriend’s chest while he embraced you.
You started dating Hongjoong around three months ago when he finally got the courage to confess that he fell in love with you. To his relief, you were just as head over heels in love with him. The boys sometimes refer to you as ‘the one who tamed his temper’ as Hongjoong didn’t get annoyed very often anymore. You had also grown used to the mafia life, and you often found yourself enjoying it more than you should. You knew almost everything about the boys and the world you were now a part of. They even let you go on missions, sometimes letting you go solo. Hongjoong was always a little hesitant as he was scared something would happen to you, but he was getting used to it.
“I was only gone for a week, love,” Hongjoong chuckled and you sighed.
“It felt like years.” You pulled away from his chest to look at him. You pecked his lips before moving to sit on your bed, your boyfriend mirroring your actions.
“I got you a lot of chocolates,” he said, reaching out to grab your hand, intertwining it with his own. “I’ve kept them in the fridge.”
You smiled, lying down while you played with Hongjoong’s hand. “It’ll get over in two days,” you stated, knowing the boys would finish it before you could even grab a piece.
“Then I’ll go back and get you more.”
“I’d rather you stay here with me,” you mumbled, arms reaching out to hug your boyfriend. Hongjoong settled in your embrace, burying his face in the crook of your neck. Your hand moved to his hair, playing with his strands. Hongjoong couldn’t help but place a kiss on your sensitive neck, causing a chill to run down your spine. He began placing more kisses on your neck, smirking when he felt you grab a fistful of his hair. He trailed kisses from your neck to your jaw and finally to your lips.
“I love you,” he murmured, moving to hover above you. Cupping your cheek, Hongjoong gazed at you with nothing but love and adoration, making your heart race.
You grinned at his words, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I love you too.” You pulled him into a kiss which he eagerly responded to. Lips moving with yours, Hongjoong took your bottom lip between his teeth, gently sucking on it before licking your lip as a way of asking for permission. You parted your lips wider, letting him slide his tongue inside your mouth. Your tongues danced in a slow rhythm while Hongjoong rolled his hips against yours, making you moan. You gently pushed him away, making him look at you with a worried gaze, thinking he went too far. But you pushed him further, making him lie down on his back before you straddled his hips. Your hands pulled your t-shirt over your head, tossing it onto the floor. Hongjoong’s eyes moved to your bra clad chest. You reached behind your back to unclasp your bra, letting it fall from your chest.
“Can I touch you?” he asked. You took his hands, placing them on your chest in response. Hongjoong gently squeezed your boobs, thumbs running over your hardened nipples. He sat up a little so that his face could reach your chest. He placed kisses on your sternum before taking one of your nipples in his mouth, gently sucking on it, licking the small bud. He mirrored his actions for your other nipple, and your back arched in pleasure. When he pulled away, you immediately crashed your lips onto his in a hungry kiss. You involuntarily grinded down on his hard-on, a groan leaving his throat. Hongjoong’s hands moved to your hips, helping you move faster on his bulge.
“I want you, Joong,” you moaned out, making him get harder.
“Are you sure, baby?” he asked.
“Yeah. I want you to fuck me. Please,” you begged. You weren’t a virgin, but this was going to be your first time with Hongjoong.
He only smiled, halting your movements on his bulge. “Let me prep you, baby. Sit on my face.” You got off his lap to take your jeans off along with your panties. Hongjoong also stripped out his clothes, leaving himself bare in front of you for the first time. You involuntarily bit your lip, taking in the sight of his thick, hard cock. He looked absolutely irresistible.
Hongjoong climbed back onto the bed, lying down while he waited for you to straddle his face.
“Are you sure about this?” you asked, a little hesitant to put your weight on his face.
“Don’t worry, baby,” he chuckled. “Sit comfortably.”
You lowered yourself onto his face, making sure you didn’t put all of your weight on him. Hongjoong's hands gripped your ass, pulling you closer to his mouth. He wasted no time in lapping at your slit, collecting your wetness on his tongue. He moaned at your sweet taste, tongue dipping into your hole, his nose pressing onto your clit. He moved his mouth to latch onto your clit, giving your nub a few sucks before moving back to your hole. “Fuck!” you moaned, hands reaching down to grasp his hair while he fucked you with his tongue. You felt the familiar knot forming and you warned Hongjoong that you were close. He licked up and down your slit, lapping at your clit, pushing you to your high. You moaned out his name while you came on his face and he wasted no time in licking up your juices, a drop rolling down from his lips. When you moved your pussy away from his face, you got wetter at the sight of his lips glistening with your juices.
You moved down his body to return the favor, but he stopped you. “I’ll let you do that another time, babe. But now I really need to be inside of you.” Hongjoong sat up, piling pillows behind him before leaning back on it. “Are you on the pill?” he asked while pumping his cock.
“No…”
He groaned. “I don’t have condoms on me right now. They’re in my room.”
“It’s okay, you can just pull out,” you stated.  
“Are you sure, my love?”
“Mhmm.” You moved to straddle his lap, aligning his cock with your entrance. You sank down on his length, the stretch making you whimper. Once Hongjoong was fully inside of you, you placed your hands on his abs, slowly moving yourself up and down on his cock, coating it with your arousal. Hongjoong bucked his hips up to meet yours half-way. You leaned down to kiss him while you rolled your hips against his. You pulled away and smiled at him before you increased the pace. Your hands reached back to grab his thighs while you rode him. Hongjoong watched your boobs bounce along with you, the sight making him groan. When Hongjoong felt himself getting close, he switched positions, slipping out of you, making you whine. He only giggled, leaning down to peck your lips before he gripped your waist. Without any warning, he slammed his cock into you, making you gasp, your walls clenching violently around him while he fucked you hard and raw.
You gripped the bedsheets beneath you, feeling the knot forming in your lower area. “J-Joong… I—”
“I know, baby, I’m close too,” he groaned out, his thrusts getting sloppy. “You’re taking me so well, fuck.”
Hongjoong moved one hand down to your clit, his fingers rubbing your nub in circular motions. You screamed his name when your second orgasm washed over you. Hongjoong pulled out immediately, spilling onto your stomach. You reached out to pump his cock, milking him dry. Hongjoong collapsed beside you, body coated in a thin layer of sweat, hair sticking to his forehead. He pulled you into a sweet kiss a few seconds later.
“That was amazing,” he murmured against your lips. You smiled, placing a soft kiss on the tip of his nose. “Let’s clean up, hmm? Shower with me?” You nodded, letting him carry you to the bathroom.
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ATEEZ Hongjoong: Tame (Part 2)
Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, mafia au.
Pairing: Mafia!Hongjoong x OC (written in 2nd person)
Word Count: 17k in total, 4.8k in this part. (Part 1, Part 3, Final Part)
Warnings for all parts combined: Mafia themes such as torture, abuse, violence, human auctions, murder, drugs, guns. Mentions of rape, human trafficking, sex slavery, organ trafficking, unprotected sex (pulling out), facesitting.
Other than Ateez, all other names are fictional.
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You woke up in a room that was similar to the one you were in at the human auction. You shivered in fear. Was your cousin really going to sell you now?
You broke down in tears. You didn't expect things to turn out this way at all. You wished you knew where your father was so that you could report your uncle and his son easily.
The door of the room you were in opened and a man walked in. "Ah! You're awake!"
"Where am I?" you asked Bojoon, glaring at him with disgust.
"At an auction, sweetheart." Your heart dropped. "Let's hope someone buys you for a very high price." You felt your stomach churn with anxiety. Who was going to help you now? You wished you hadn’t gone to the club.
"But before that..." he stepped forward to caress your cheek with the back of his hand. "I'm going to make you scream."
He moved his hand slowly from your cheek, down to your chest. "Stop," you whispered, earning a hard slap from him. He pushed you against the wall, forcing his knee in between your legs. Your cheek stung badly and you were sure his hand would’ve left a mark.
He snarled, harshly pulling on your hair. "Don't you dare open your mouth, you fucking bitch!"
He ripped the top part of your dress in half, exposing your upper body that was now only covered by your bra. You brought your hands up to cover yourself, but he pushed them away. Reaching into his pocket, he took out a pocket knife, making a large cut on your arm. You whimpered in pain, eyes filling with tears. He smirked at the cut that had began to bleed.
"Blood, my favorite! Ah, this makes it more exciting, doesn't it?" you didn’t reply, trying to control the urge to break down.
He moved his hands to your thighs. "Let's have some fun now, shall we?"
Bojoon was just about to touch your core, but someone snuck up behind him, piercing his neck with a syringe.
You slid down the wall, eyes scrunched closed and ears covered while Bojoon screamed in pain. In a few seconds, the screaming stopped and you heard him fall to the floor with a thud. You slowly peaked, finding Bojoon unconscious on the floor. Was he dead?
You glanced up at the two figures who were present in the room, both dressed in all black; one of them was smaller than the other. Both of them were wearing a black mask and hat. The bigger one approached you, kneeling down. He took his leather jacket off, wrapping it around your body.
"Wear it. It's cold," he said softly, helping you slide your arms into the sleeves. He zipped the jacket up to the top before helping you stand up. The jacket came right below your knee.
"Let's get out of here fast, Yunho," the smaller one said and you recognized him. You were surprised you couldn’t recognize Yunho by his voice.
"San…?"
"Yes, it's me, Kiah," San replied and you sighed in relief before breaking down in tears again.
San approached you and slowly pulled you into his arms. "Shh, you're safe now. We won't let anyone hurt you, alright?" You didn’t say anything while you cried onto his chest, tears soaking his shirt.
"Kiah, we have to get out of here before his men come here," Yunho remarked. "Can I carry you?" You nodded and Yunho took you from San's arms, lifting you bridal-style.
"Yeosang, is the area clear?" San questioned through his earpiece.
"Yes, but there's someone at the exit," Yeosang informed.
"Got it," San said before turning to Yunho. "Alright, let's go. Kiah, just close your eyes, okay?" You nodded, obeying him.
You could feel Yunho running fast with you in his arms. You heard a gunshot, making you let out a scream, scrunching your eyes tightly.
"Don't worry. I’ve got you," Yunho whispered to you.
After a few more seconds, you felt Yunho place you on a car seat. You opened your eyes, watching Yunho close the car door and run to the driver's seat. San quickly slides into shotgun before shooting someone who came out of the building.
Yunho immediately started to drive and San shifted to the backseat, sitting beside you. He took off his mask and hat, ruffling his hair with his hand.
"Are you okay?" San asked worriedly.
"Y-Yeah," your voice broke and you began to cry. San pulled you into his arms, letting you cry on him again. There was a lot of blood dripping down your arm from the cut Bojoon gave you.
"Yunho, how far are we from home?" San questioned. "Kiah's bleeding and we don't have a first aid kit in this car."
"We're about two kilometers away," Yunho answered, speeding up.
In about three minutes, you reached Ateez's mansion. This time, San carried you inside, walking at a fast pace.
"Yeosang! Seonghwa!" he yelled before setting you down on the couch in a room that looked like a medical laboratory. There was another room attached to it and you could obviously tell that it was an operating room. You weren’t surprised as you knew Ateez had enough money to have their own mini hospital at home.
The two men cautiously approached you, not wanting to accidentally trigger you in any way after they were filled in about what happened.
"I'm fine," you told them.
Seonghwa sat beside you, slowly touching your arm. "Can I?" he asked and you nodded. He pushed the sleeve of Yunho's black leather jacket up, revealing the bleeding cut. “Could you take the jacket off so that I can treat you?” you did as he said.
He cleaned the cut with cotton dipped in lukewarm water and you flinched at the sting. Looking down at the cut, you noticed how it was wider on one side.
"You will need stitches," Seonghwa stated. You glanced at the cut; he was right, of course.
"Are you hurt anywhere else?" Yeosang asked.
You shook your head. "No... Only my head hurts." Seonghwa started to gather whatever he needed to stitch up your wound.
Yeosang nodded. "I'll give you a painkiller for your head." He said, moving to the cabinet.
"Okay," you replied before turning to look at San and Yunho. “Thank you…”
"You don't have to thank us, Kiah," Yunho said with a smile. "We're just glad you're safe."
After Seonghwa stitched and bandaged your wound, he asked you a few questions about how you were feeling while Yeosang made you take a painkiller.
A loud bang was heard and Hongjoong stormed into the room.
"Do you even realize what you've fucking done?!" Hongjoong yelled at you in a stern tone. He looked extremely angry; it actually really scared you.
"I'm sorry," you whispered, lowering your head in shame.
He scoffed. "You should be fucking sorry! And you two," he turned to face San and Yunho who looked just as scared as you. "How dare you both start your own little mission without asking me, hmm?! We made a deal with Moon Younghyun long ago that we will not interfere in their personal matters and they won't interfere in ours! Do you even realize who you killed?! You killed his fucking son!" You flinched at the way he was yelling. "You've put yourselves and our entire gang in unnecessary danger!"
"We didn't kill him," San mumbled, not making eye contact with Hongjoong. "We only made him unconscious."
"And you went through all that fucking bullshit for what?" Hongjoong pointed a finger at you. "To get this damn chick out?! She doesn't even want to be here!" You felt really bad that the boys were getting scolded because of you.
"She was going to get sold again, hyung," Yunho mumbled while looking at the floor.
Hongjoong chuckled bitterly. "So what? Like I said before, she doesn't want to be here. She escaped from us, right? Why the fuck are you so bothered about her?! Whether she gets sold or not, it's not our fucking problem!" Your eyes teared up; you felt so guilty for escaping.
"That's enough, Hongjoong," Seonghwa stated sternly.
"Don't take their side when you know that they're wrong, Seonghwa," Hongjoong retorted.
"Do you even know what Moon Younghyun's son was going to do to Kiah?"
"No, and I seriously don't care about what he was going—"
"He was going to rape her, Hongjoong. He already assaulted her," Seonghwa explained, cutting Hongjoong off. "Fortunately, San and Yunho got there in time."
There was pin-drop silence in the room.
Hongjoong opened his mouth a couple of times to say something, but nothing came out. He looked like he was in deep thought.
"I… I'm sorry," he whispered, not looking at you, before leaving the room. You wondered what suddenly came over him.
"Is he okay?" you questioned.
"Don't worry about it," Seonghwa said with a small smile. He exchanged a glance with Yeosang who nods and leaves the room as well. You were pretty confused by their glance-communication, but you didn't say anything.
"I'm really sorry,” you apologized to San and Yunho. "You both got scolded because of me."
San frowned. "Don't apologize, Kiah. We've been scolded many times before."
"Yeah," Yunho agreed with San. "Hyung is just angry because we didn't tell him about it and he’s scared to lose us. If we had informed him, he would be the first person to rescue you."
You only nod, accepting whatever they said. "By the way… how did you both find me?" You couldn’t help but ask.
"Well, Yunho and I were searching for you everywhere after you left," San explained. "We figured you'd go to a club or some bar, so we checked everywhere. Yunho saw you passing out and by the time he ran to our own car to go after you, your cousin's car was no where in sight. Yeosang had to hack into a lot of cameras in close-by areas to find out where exactly you were taken to." You nodded, listening to whatever he was saying.
"Kiah?" Yunho started in a hesitant tone. "Do you… really not want to live with us?"
You let out a sigh as you pondered about what he said. "I don't want to, honestly. There's nothing wrong with you guys, but the whole mafia lifestyle… I just didn't expect that. I really just want to become a nurse and live a normal life."
"Kiah, I'd like to mention something," Seonghwa said in a soft tone. "Your uncle has been in the mafia business since before you were even born." Your eyes widened at his words as you didn't know that; you thought your uncle was just a corrupted politician. "You were basically born into that life even if your parents aren't into it. And since you lived under his roof, you were actually constantly at risk." You only keep quiet, letting his words sink in.
"Stay with us for a week," San suggested. "If you still want to leave after that… we'll let you go."
~
The next morning, Yunho and Mingi gave you a tour around the mansion while they told you random stories of the missions they've gone on. You found yourself enjoying their company. You were quite surprised at the amount of money mafias make; you were so sure that Ateez were billionaires.
The three of you sat on the benches at the mansion's garden, getting a little sun.
"When did you both join the mafia?" you curiously asked the two giants who were literally a foot taller than you. They had such bright and bubbly personalities that you couldn't even believe they were in a mafia gang, let alone one of the most powerful gangs out there. 
"Yunho and I have been close friends ever since we were thirteen, and we joined Ateez together," Mingi said. "After my parents were murdered when I was seventeen, Yunho's parents took me in. But since I witnessed my parents' murder and saw the murderers' faces, they came after Yunho's family and killed his parents while searching for me because I had escaped before they could kill me as well."
"But we got our sweet revenge after we joined Ateez," Yunho added with a smirk. "Hongjoong came up to us during my parents' funeral and promised to kill the murderers if we joined his gang. He kept his word and the murderers were, in fact, another mafia gang."
"Do you ever regret joining the gang?" you questioned, curious because they joined only to take revenge.
"Nope."
"Never."
"Ateez is our family now," Yunho stated with a smile. "Hongjoong created this family and we're all genuinely happy even if this isn't a normal lifestyle. We're almost always at some risk, but we got each other's backs." Mingi nodded his head in agreement.
"Wow," was all you could say. The boys only laughed at that.
"It's a little overwhelming, I know," Mingi chuckled.
"Let's go back inside," Yunho suggested.  "It's cold out here, you know?" You and Mingi nodded before making your way inside the mansion.
As soon as you entered the mansion, you were hit with the scent of something absolutely amazing. Mingi inhaled deeply, a wide smile immediately appearing on his face.
"Wooyoung is cooking!" Mingi squealed before running to sit on the couch in the living room. You sat beside him, and Yunho sat on the opposite couch.
"He always does, dumbass," Yeosang muttered from the kitchen while helping Wooyoung. Even Jongho was there, cutting some vegetables.
Mingi pouted a little. "Seonghwa hyung cooks sometimes too, okay! Besides, I'm really hungry."
"Food will be ready in another hour," Wooyoung informed while stirring some stew. "Why don't you eat an apple for now, Mingi?"
"Jongho," Mingi called out.
You watched Jongho wash two apples before he made his way to the living room where you, Mingi, and Yunho were seated. He stood in front of Yunho and effortlessly split one of the apples in half, handing one half of it to Yunho and putting the other half in between his teeth, leaving you dumbfounded. He split the other apple and handed one half to you and the other half to Mingi.
You glanced at Mingi and Yunho who didn't even seem fazed by Jongho's actions.
"Did I just witness the baby of the family break two apples in halves with his bare hands?" Jongho smiles brightly at your words.
"He may be the baby, but he's scary as fuck," Mingi mumbled from beside you, making you raise an eyebrow while you ate your piece of apple; you found Jongho absolutely adorable. You were about to say something, but Hongjoong came into the living room, his eyes on you.
"Can we talk?" he asked, making eye contact for barely three seconds before he turned around and walked away. You bit your lip nervously, unsure of what to do after the way he lashed out on you last night.
"Go on," Jongho said. "He won't yell at you or anything, I'm sure of it." You only nod before getting up and following Hongjoong.
You followed Hongjoong to the large library of the mansion. You didn't get to see the inside of the library when Mingi and Yunho showed you around. They said you would spend a lot of time in there anyway.
When you entered the library, your jaw dropped. The large bookshelves were floor to ceiling, and only one of the walls had a window that was floor to ceiling as well. You loved reading, so you were quite astonished at the amount of books they had in here. You could see big, thick books on one of the shelves and you just knew that they were definitely medical books. There were also large couches to lounge on while you read. It even had a fridge and a coffee maker.
Hongjoong sat down on one of the couches placed at the end. You stood there awkwardly, not uttering a word. He patted the free space beside him, signaling you to sit down.
You hesitantly move to sit down beside him, looking down at your hands and fiddling with your fingers while you waited for him to talk about whatever he wanted to talk about. Somehow, you felt quite nervous. Was he going to yell at you for causing a huge problem for his gang? Or was he going to kill you for that? If any of the two are going to happen, you were hoping for the former; you really did not want to die in a mafia's mansion… although, it wasn't that bad of a place to die in.
You heard him inhale and exhale deeply. "I'm sorry, Kiah."
You stopped playing with your fingers and looked up at him, wondering if you heard him clearly. "What…?"
"I’m sorry," he repeated, running a hand through his hair. "For lashing out on you like that without knowing what exactly happened." You were not expecting that at all, considering Hongjoong had quite the temper.  
Your eyebrows furrowed in slight confusion. "Shouldn't you apologize to San and Yunho instead?"
"I already apologized to them," he remarked. "I shouldn't have yelled at you when you were in such a state."
"No, it’s okay, I understand why you did that," you mumbled, looking away. It was true, you really did understand. "I put your gang at risk."
He nodded. "Yes, you did. But I'm glad San and Yunho saved you before…" he gulped, “before anything worse could happen."
"Why?" you murmured. You really thought that he hated you after whatever happened.
Hongjoong leaned back against the couch, head titled back, staring at the ceiling.  "Because I had to witness someone I loved and cherished get raped in front of my eyes,” he said in a soft voice. "She was my sister… she didn't survive. They raped and then killed her right in front of my eyes… four months ago."  A soft gasp escaped from you; your heart felt like it just got shattered. Tears spilled from your eyes as you choked back a sob.
"I'm so sorry," you whispered to him, pulling him into a comforting hug that he immediately melted into. "I'm really sorry."
Hongjoong couldn't control his own tears. He broke down as soon as he saw your tears, unable to control himself any longer. As the leader of a powerful mafia gang, he always tried to stay strong in front of his gang members, never showing how broken he felt at times even though he knew that they knew how he felt. He just didn't want to show any signs of weakness when he has people to lead.
But right now, Hongjoong needed this. He really just wanted and needed someone to hold him while he cried his heart out.
He sniffled. "I know you hate this life, but I want you to stay with us… with me," he whispered the last part but you heard him.
"Please, let me protect you," he continued. "I will never forgive myself if anything happens to you. Please, stay here."
His words caused your heartbeat to speed up, butterflies fluttering about in your stomach. You pulled away from the embrace, reaching out to wipe his tears. “Okay, I’ll stay.”
He smiled a little, lightly placing his lips onto your head, making your heart go crazy. "Thank you, Kiah."
~
The next day during breakfast, you found two unfamiliar faces seated at the dining table with the rest of the boys and Jiwoo.
"Good morning," you greeted before you took the free seat beside Hongjoong. He gave you a smile that you couldn't help but return.
"Good morning!" A few of them said while the others just smiled at you. The dining table was filled with waffles, bacon, and cut fruits.
"Ah, so she's the little trouble!" one of the two girls with short hair said.
You chuckled. "The one and only," you replied, making her laugh.
"I like her already," she remarked with a smirk. "I believe we're the last of the members who you haven't met. I'm Aeji and she's Yeoreum." So these were Seonghwa's and Mingi's girls respectively.
"Sorry to interrupt your introduction session, ladies," Wooyoung said. "But could you please pass the chocolate syrup? My waffles are getting cold, you know?" 
Aeji snorted before passing the bottle of chocolate syrup to Wooyoung whose face lit up immediately at the sight of it.
Hongjoong put two chocolate chip waffles on your plate. "Eat well, hmm?" he said and you nodded before talking a bite of the waffle.
Your eyes widened at the taste; these were definitely the best waffles you have ever eaten in your twenty two years (and counting) of existence.
"She loves them," Aeji said to Seonghwa who gave you a happy smile while you ate.
"I'm glad," Seonghwa stated. He always felt good whenever someone enjoyed his food 
"Everyone loves whatever you make anyway," Mingi mumbled while stuffing his face. 
"So true," Yunho agreed. "If we didn't have Wooyoung and Seonghwa hyung, we would've pretty much survived on take out."
You couldn't even believe how these people were in the mafia. They just seemed so normal. At least in this very moment, they did.
All eleven of them made you feel so welcomed. Even Hongjoong was being so nice to you. When you told them that you decided on staying with them, everyone was ecstatic. You were quite surprised that they trusted you so easily; you had seen a couple of mafia movies before, and usually, the hostage isn't trusted at all. People in the mafia are portrayed as cold-hearted monsters, but these people in front of you seemed far from it.
After breakfast, you headed to the library of the mansion to check out which books they had. You were surprised to find so many fictions and comics. You pulled a book off of one of the shelves, reading the blurb on the cover at the back.
"Found something interesting?" you heard Hongjoong say from behind you, scaring you. You took a step back as reflex, your back pressed against the bookshelf. You had no idea when he entered the library.
"Fuck, you scared me!"
Hongjoong chuckled before his eyes fell to the book you were holding. "Mastering her senses," he read the title of the novel aloud . The way he said those three words made you suck in a breath; it sounded so hot. His eyes stared into yours while a smirk formed on his handsome face.
You involuntarily bit your lip and it didn't go unnoticed by him. "Have you read this book?" you questioned, looking up at him with innocent eyes despite holding a book that was erotic. 
Hongjoong took a small step towards your body that was still pressed against the bookshelf. "Mhmm, I have read it," he answered, his tongue darting out to wet his plump lips. "I like erotic romance novels," he remarked, his gaze falling to your lips for a second. His phone started ringing and he takes it out from his pocket. "You should read it," he said before walking away to answer the call.
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before shakily exhaling. "Fuck," you whined, exasperated due to the dull ache you felt down there. Kim Hongjoong really just made you get aroused. You wondered if he did it on purpose or if you were just feeling that way because it has been pretty long since you got some action. You were guessing it was both.
~
Sometime before twilight, you decided to take a walk around the mansion, exploring the area more. There was a small building at the back that wasn't attached to the mansion; it was just a plain white block with a door and no windows. Mingi and Yunho didn't tell you what the building was used for when they gave you a tour around the mansion. You were quite curious to know about it now as you stared at the large steel doors that required a passcode to open.
The door of the building suddenly opened, revealing Wooyoung and Hongjoong who were having a conversation. They stopped talking when they noticed you standing a few feet away from the entrance.
"Oh? Kiah? What are you doing here?" Wooyoung asked, a little surprised to see you here of all places.
"I was taking a walk," you answered. "What is this building? Mingi and Yunho didn't tell me anything about it."
"Ah, they probably didn't want to scare you off," Hongjoong replied.
"Oh…” you murmured, obviously understanding that it had some mafia-related stuff inside.
"By the way," Wooyoung starts, making you look at him. "Uh, I don't know how else to put this, but you really need to learn how to use a gun, Kiah."
Your eyes widened. "A gun? Why?"
"To protect yourself, just in case," he answered. "Everyone saw your face at the auction and they all will assume that you're a sex slave now. If any of them find you roaming around freely, even if you're with any of us, they might abduct you." Wooyoung's words made a chill run down your spine, but you acted like as if you were fine. Honestly, you were terrified, and they both could see that.
"Okay," you agreed without a second thought.
"I'll teach her," Hongjoong said, earning a nod from Wooyoung. He looked at you, giving you a small smile. "Do you want to start now?"
"Sure," you answered and he took your hand in his, pulling you inside the white building. You were surprised to find that there was absolutely nothing inside except a few bicycles. Hongjoong pauses at another set of doors before entering the passcode, revealing a set of stairs. He pulled you along with him, walking past a couple of doors, and you felt like this place was familiar.
"Haven't I been here?" you questioned, eyebrows furrowing in slight confusion as you tried to recall when you’ve been here.
"Yes, the interrogation room is here," Hongjoong explained, "This entire area is connected to the mansion."
"What do you use this area for?" you blurted out.
"Various things," he simply answered before stopping in front of a door and entering a passcode again; they had a lot of security here. Once you entered the room, you realized that it was a large shooting range. Your eyes widened at the sight of various guns adorning one of the walls. You couldn’t even imagine how much money was spent on it.
Hongjoong took a pair of headphones and yellow tinted glasses before making you wear them. He handed you a small, thin silver gun after loading it with a few bullets. "Safety's off, be careful," he warned and you nodded, holding the gun like as if it was very delicate.
"Well, using a gun is very simple," Hongjoong starts, "It's exactly how they show it in movies, aim and pull the trigger. Your aim will always be the most important thing when it comes to shooting, and it's best to shoot the heart.”
Hongjoong demonstrates how to shoot, and the bullet perfectly hit the dummy target’s heart. “See? It’s that simple. You can try it now.”
You put both your hands on the grip of the gun, tilting your head slightly to check if your aim was at the dummy target's heart. You were shaking a little, but you tried your best to ignore it.
"Pull the trigger when you’re ready."
And so you did.
However, the gun recoiled, making you shriek as you fell backwards… right into Hongjoong’s arms.
"Oops, I forgot to mention about the knockback," he chuckled against your head before helping you stand up straight. He looked at the dummy target that you shot. "Mhmm, not bad for a beginner. You shot him in the liver, princess." Your heart raced at the name he called you.
Hongjoong put an arm around your waist, pulling your body against his while he raised your arm a little, focusing on the target. "Shoot," he whispered, and you pulled the trigger again. "See? Bullet to the heart. We're going to practice everyday, yeah? That’s how you’ll become better at it.”
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ATEEZ Hongjoong: Tame (Part 1)
Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, mafia au.
Pairing: Mafia!Hongjoong x OC (written in 2nd person)
Word Count: 17k in total, 5k in this part. (Part 2, Part 3, Final Part)
Warnings for all parts combined: Mafia themes such as torture, abuse, violence, human auctions, murder, drugs, guns. Mentions of rape, human trafficking, sex slavery, organ trafficking. Unprotected sex (pulling out), facesitting.
Other than Ateez, all other names are fictional.
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"Where have you brought me?" you questioned, looking up at your uncle in pure detestation when he pushed you into a dark room and took off your blindfold.
"Change into that dress quickly," he replied, ignoring your question, pointing to a red dress lying on a chair. "It's time for me to make some good money." He smirked, giving you a look before leaving you alone in the dimly lit room.
You don't know why your uncle had brought you here. Your father recently went missing and now you were certain your uncle was behind it.
You rarely saw your father since you lived with your uncle and his family. Your mother passed away when you were a newborn and you have no siblings.
You glanced at the red dress your uncle told you to wear. It was quite short and had a deep V-neck. You sighed as you quickly wore the dress, looking into the dirty and damaged full-length mirror to see how it looked on you.
A woman dressed in a similar dress came inside the room. "I'm getting sold too," she said softly, making your eyebrows furrow in confusion.
"Sold? What do you mean?"
Before she could reply, two built men came into the room and grabbed you by the arms, forcefully dragging you out.
"Where are you taking me?!" you yelled, struggling to get your arms out of their strong grasp.
"Shut the fuck up if you don't want a bullet in your head," one the men said nonchalantly.
You could hear the familiar voice of your uncle and you assumed he was talking through a mic. You were thrown onto a stage, bright lights shining on you that blinded your vision.
Once your eyes adjusted to the light, you could see about a hundred people in the room, staring at you from head to toe.
"So who would like to buy this beauty?" your uncle yelled. All the men and even some of the women started yelling while raising their hands. You shivered, realizing that you were in some sort of human trafficking auction. Your eyes immediately teared up. How cruel could your uncle be? How cruel could all these people here be, selling humans like that?
You looked around, checking to see if there was any way to escape, but there were way too many guards, so you decided to go with the flow for now.
"We're starting from 50 million won," your uncle stated after the crowd calmed down.
You saw someone in the crowd raise a sign with their name and a number on it. "50 million!"
"70 million!"
"140 million!"
"250 million!"
"400 million!" a man yelled, causing everyone to keep quiet.
"400 million... going once, going—"
"500 million!" another man yelled. You could hear whispers all around you. You couldn't even believe how rich these people were, all their money obviously obtained through illegal means.
"500 million... Going once... going twice... sold!" your uncle said cheerfully and started clapping. "Congratulations, Mr. Byun! She's all yours!" 
-
Two of Mr. Byun's men took you away and made you sit in a black car while their boss made his payment. They were really handsome and dressed in suits. You were actually terrified, but you tried to act normal.
You saw a man with long hair and thick bushy eyebrows approach the car. He was wearing spectacles and had a thick moustache. He got into the car, looking at you as he sat beside you. You noticed that he had a gun in his pocket, making you wonder what exactly he does for a living, albeit you had a fair idea already.
"Start driving, Mingi," he said in a mellifluous voice to the red-haired man who was sitting in the driver's seat. Mingi nodded and started driving immediately while you kept quiet and looked outside the window, pondering about how you could escape.
"Take that shit off, hyung. It looks hideous on you," the other guy with blue hair said, grabbing your attention.
Mr. Byun took off his spectacles, fake moustache and eyebrows, and the wig. You didn't even realize that he was wearing a disguise before.
Your eyes widened when you saw him. His features were sharp and absolutely perfect. He looked like he was going to shoot for some fashion magazine. He seemed to be around your age; so did the other two guys.
You didn't realize that you were gawking at him until Mingi chuckled. "Someone is shocked." 
You blushed in embarrassment, instantly looking away.  You cleared your throat. "I was just wondering why Mr. Byun was wearing a disguise."
"Oh Byun is just a fake name he used," Mingi said. "His name is actually Hongjoong."
And that's when it hit you.
"Hongjoong? As in, Kim Hongjoong of Ateez?" you blurted out, making all the three men's eyes widen.
Hongjoong quickly reached under the car seat, pulling out handcuffs before swiftly handcuffing you. He took his tie off and used it as a blindfold for you.
-
Your hands were handcuffed to the armrest of a chair. You really hoped these guys weren't Ateez. But after seeing the other five men once they removed your blindfold, you knew it was really them: the eight most feared men in the crime world in the country.
You were so fucked; especially since you were in an interrogation room with an unconscious bleeding man in the corner.
"How do you know me? How do know Ateez?" Hongjoong asked coldly, a small hint of panic in his eyes. You regretted opening your mouth before.
You averted your gaze from the bleeding man. "I... overheard my uncle talk about you," you answered honestly.
"Hongjoong, let San take care of this," one of the taller guys with black curly hair said.
"No, Seonghwa, I've got this," Hongjoong said, his eyes not leaving you.
Seonghwa only rolled his eyes. "San."
Another guy with pink hair nodded before approaching you. Hongjoong sighed in frustration before moving to the side, letting San replace him. You could easily tell that Hongjoong had a short temper.
"I'm going to ask you a few questions so please cooperate," San said with a sweet smile, letting his dimples show. You would've melted for that smile if you didn't know that he was extremely dangerous. "So tell me, what is your name?"
"Kiah... Moon Kiah," you replied. 
"How old are you?"
"I'm 21."
"Who is your uncle who told you about us?"
You took a deep breath, already exhausting from the questioning. "Moon Younghyun." All the eight men look surprised.
"Your uncle sold you, his own niece, at a human auction?" Seonghwa asked with a frown and you nodded in response.
"That bastard," Mingi growled, surprising you. Why was he pissed about that? 
"What did your uncle tell you about us, Kiah?" San questioned.
You bit your lip nervously. "I can't tell you."
"Why not?" San asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Cause you'll shoot me or rape me to death due to how offensive it is," you mumbled. "And honestly, I'd rather not die that way." The boys were shocked at your sudden boldness, not expecting you to say that at all. Half of them looked offended.
"Excuse me, woman, we're not rapists," the guy with purple hair said, clearly offended.
You raised an eyebrow. "That's not what I heard." You were wondering where your sudden confidence came from when these men could literally kill you in a fraction of a second.
"Well, then what did you hear?" San asked. "Tell us and we'll honestly tell you what's true and what's not." You contemplated that; you had nothing to lose anyway if they choose to kill you.
"I heard that Ateez is a mafia gang engaged in mostly human trafficking, drug deals, raping and murdering innocent people."
The guy with light brown hair, who looked like a Greek God, cleared his throat. "Out of everything you said, only the drug deals were true."
You snorted. "And why would I believe you?"
"Well, why would you believe your uncle who just sold you?" he retorted.
"But you guys fucking bought me at a human auction!"
"Would you rather be bought by someone else who would actually treat you like a fucking sex slave?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. You kept quiet at that. "Believe me, Kiah, that's what the people there were for. They were all looking for sex slaves."
"Yeosang's right," San stated. "You should be grateful that we saved your life."
"What were you guys doing there then?" you questioned. "If you claim that you don't do all that, then why were you there in the first place?"
"Your uncle is our enemy. We had to see what he was up to," Yunho answered.
"Then why did you buy me?"
"You ask way too many questions," Hongjoong snapped in an annoyed tone, trying not to lose his temper completely.
"Joong, chill," Seonghwa said, making Hongjoong roll his eyes.
Mingi moved to stand in front of you. "I was the one who begged Hongjoong to adopt you," he said with a smile.
"Terrible decision," Hongjoong muttered under his breath.
You snorted. "Adopt?"
Mingi shrugged. "I don't like the word 'bought' so we're just going to say that."
You smiled a little at his words. "All right, Mingi, care to explain why you... adopted me?"
Mingi grinned. "Well, I've seen you a couple of times near your university’s hospital," he stated, making the guys look at him in surprise; they didn't know Mingi knew your face before. "And besides, you're beautiful. It would be such a waste if you were sold as a sex slave when you're so talented." Hongjoong gives Mingi a look that didn't go unnoticed by you.
You chuckled. "What makes you think I'm talented?"
"I've done my research," he said. "You're the only nursing student intern who is allowed to watch surgeries and help in minor ones."
"No wonder you wanted to adopt her," Yunho remarked.
You heard a groan behind you, coming from the bleeding man who just gained consciousness. You felt really bad for him.
"Don't worry about him," Yeosang said, noticing the concern in your eyes. "He deserved it."
"Why?" you murmured. "What did he do?"
"You wouldn't want to know," Seonghwa laughed before turning to one of the guys. "Remove the handcuffs, Jongho."
Jongho nodded and unlocked the handcuffs around your wrists with a key. You stretched your arms out in front of you, feeling a little free now.
"All right, I can go home..." you trailed off, realizing that you didn't have a home anymore. Your uncle would definitely sell you again if you went back there. Looks like you would have to crash at a friend's place.
"I'm afraid we can't let you go," Hongjoong stated.
Your eyes widened. "You're keeping me hostage?!"
"You know too much about us," San said with a small smile. "We're sorry."
You scoffed, getting up from the chair. "I refuse to be a fucking prisoner here in your dungeon!"
"Holy fuck, you're so tiny!" Yunho said in awe, stepping forward to tower over you. "I think I'm a foot taller than you! How cute!" he squealed. Was this guy really in the Mafia?
Before you could respond, Yunho lifted you up like a baby. "I'm gonna show you the house."
He carried you out of the interrogation room and up a flight of stairs until you reached a living room that could easily fit more than three hundred people. Your eyes widened at the sight of it; surely this was a joke, right?
You were in a luxurious mansion.
You glanced around in awe, noticing how one side of the living room had floor to ceiling windows, complemented with maroon and gold curtains. There was a large open-kitchen right next to the living room, and a wooden staircase on the other side where pictures adorned the wall. You wondered how many rooms were in this mansion and what the exterior looked like.
Yunho set you down on your feet. "You're free to move around the house, Kiah. We aren't going to lock you up," he said, chuckling at your stunned reaction.
"How many rooms does this place have?" you questioned while walking around the living room.
Wooyoung plopped himself on one of the sofas. "There's nine bedrooms, ten bathrooms, and six other rooms for different purposes."
"The guest room is still under renovation, so you will be sleeping in Hongjoong's room for the time being," Mingi informed. 
"What?!" You and Hongjoong yelled in unison.
"Not the bad temper guy of all people!" you whined, making all the guys except Hongjoong laugh. "Can't I sleep in your room instead?"
"You could," Mingi laughed. "But then my girlfriend would have my head."
"There's a woman in this house? Thank fucking goodness!" you sighed in relief.
Jongho chuckled. "There's three, actually. Well, now four."
"Where are they?" you questioned.
"Seonghwa's girl is on a mission so you'll see her next week," San replied. "I don't know where Mingi's girl is, and my girl is—"
"Hi!" you heard someone yell before running and pulling you into a tight hug. She pulled away and gave you a bright smile; you liked her already. "I'm Jiwoo!"
San chuckled at his girlfriend's actions before moving to wrap his arms around her waist. He kissed her forehead, making her smile. They were so cute! "This is my girlfriend, Jiwoo. Babe, this is Kiah."
"San and Jiwoo are the hyper couple here," Yunho stated. "They're both just so full of energy."
"We're going to be great friends, I'm sure of it!" Jiwoo said, making you smile.
Maybe living here wasn't going to be so bad after all.
-
Hongjoong's bedroom was huge. The walls were a penny brown and most of the decor was white and beige. There was a large TV right in front of the king sized bed. There was also a small flight of stairs leading down to a Jacuzzi that could fit six people in it.
You realized that you didn't have any clothes except for the red dress you were wearing right now. You didn't even have a phone anymore.
You heard footsteps behind you, making you turn to the source. A shirtless Hongjoong walked past you to the wardrobe, stripping until he was left only in his Calvin Klein hip briefs. You couldn't help but stare as he picked out some clothes to sleep in. You absentmindedly bit your lip when he wore his grey sweatpants and a black tank top. You quietly left the bathroom after washing your face, hoping he didn't notice you staring.
After several seconds, Hongjoong came into the bedroom, stretching his hands above his head. "You're gonna sleep in that?" he asked. 
You rolled your eyes. "I don't have anything else to sleep in."
Hongjoong sighed before heading back to the wardrobe, coming back with a plain white t-shirt. He tossed it to you and you went to the bathroom to change. His t-shirt smelled so pleasant, you couldn't stop inhaling the scent.
When you went back to the bedroom, Hongjoong was in deep thought. "You know," he started, looking at you from head to toe, secretly loving the way his t-shirt looked on your small form. "I just realized that you didn't really protest to live here."
You sat on his springy bed. "Well, I don't have anywhere else to go."
He scoffed. "Or maybe you just want to live here."
"I used to live with my uncle. If I had my own place, I wouldn't even spend a second here," you deadpanned.
"So you've never worked?" he asked. "Not even a part time job?"
"Do you think medical students have time for that?" you retorted.
"Whatever," he mumbled. "Looks like you'll get along with Yeosang and Seonghwa."
"What makes you think that?"
"They're Ateez's doctors,"  he stated. "Well, Yeosang mainly works as our hacker, but he's almost as skilled as Seonghwa.
There was some silence for a while until you spoke, "Are we even in Seoul right now?"
"We're at the outskirts," Hongjoong answered. "Gwanak-san, to be precise."
"Ah, near my university!" you said happily. "Actually, you know what?"
"What?"
"I can stay with a friend," you said. "He has an apartment right beside my university."
Hongjoong chuckled, but he clearly wasn't amused at all. "I'm afraid that's not possible, love." Your heart skipped a beat at the way he said 'love' but you ignored it.
You frowned. "Why not?"
"Well, you already know too much about us," he stated. "Besides, you've already entered the Mafia world. There's no going back."
Your blood boiled. "I don't give a fuck, Hongjoong. I didn't ask you to buy me and pull me into your stupid Mafia world!" your voice was rising. 
Hongjoong got annoyed at the way you raised your voice at him. "For your information, you got pulled into this world the second your uncle got involved in it! You lived with someone who's in the fucking Mafia!"
"At least my life was normal!" you retorted.
"You know what? Fine!" Hongjoong raised his voice, scaring you a little. "I'll personally drop you at your fucking uncle's house tomorrow, okay?!"
"You don't get to decide that and I'm not going back to that monster!"
"Then shut the fuck up and appreciate the shelter you've been given here goddammit!" Hongjoong runs a hand through his hair in frustration. You just keep quiet, looking away while your eyes filled with tears.
"Why the fuck did I even agree to buy a brat like you?" he murmured, but you heard him.
"Fuck yourself," you whispered.
In a flash, you were on your back, Hongjoong hovering above you.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that! You make me want to punish you so fucking bad," Hongjoong growled. Your heart was racing at how close he was.
"Get the fuck off me," you said, avoiding eye contact.
He grabbed your chin, making you look at him. "You piss me off so much, Moon Kiah."
You controlled the urge to roll your eyes. "Well, then tame your damn temper, Kim Hongjoong."
"Tame your attitude first, love," he chuckled bitterly before getting off of you. He lied on his back, looking up at the ceiling of his room. He clapped twice and the lights turn off, making the room pitch-black.
You bit your lip, wondering what to do. You couldn't stay here; you didn't even want to. You weren't meant for the Mafia world— you decided to get into the medical field so that you could save lives, not take them away.
You wanted to run away right now, even though it was half past midnight. But you needed a plan since you don't exactly know where you are were.
"I just realized," Hongjoong starts, smirking in the dark. "You haven't protested to sleeping on the same bed as me."
You snorted. "Why would I?"
"That's what girls usually do, don't they? And the guy will offer to take the couch instead of her."
"Well, I'm not like other girls," you stated. "I'd rather sleep on a bed than a couch outside, and I'm sure you'd prefer that as well. Besides, this is a king-sized bed. There's plenty of room for both of us. In fact, there's extra space cause you're tiny."
Hongjoong snorted. "Excuse me, I'm not tiny."
"You are."
"I'm more than half a foot taller than you, Kiah."
You shrugged. "Doesn't matter, tiny boy. You're still tinier than the other seven boys."
"But I lead them," Hongjoong said proudly with a smirk that you obviously couldn't see.
"What do you mean?" you questioned without thinking.
"Think, love," he answered.
You gave it a thought before your eyes widened in realization. "You're a... Mafia King."
He chuckled. "We actually use the term 'boss' but I like that," he said, pulling the blanket over your bodies.
"So the other seven boys follow your orders," it wasn't a question. You actually thought Seonghwa was the boss.
"Yup."
"I pity them," you murmured, but he heard you.
He scoffed. "You will be following my orders too," he said. "That's if we decide to make you one of us."
"Yeah... no, that's never gonna happen," you remarked. "I want to save lives, not take them away."
"Actually, you would want to take these lives away if you knew what these people do," he said, lying on his side to face you. "Ateez doesn't kill innocent people." You felt a little relieved at that; at least you knew you wouldn't die by a gunshot or something.
"And what do those people do that makes you want to kill them?" you questioned, turning onto your side as well so that you were facing him.
He snorted. "Do you really want to know?"
"I wouldn't ask if I didn't."
"We usually kill rapists and human traffickers. These people mostly target women and children. They kidnap children, rape them, and then sell their organs within the country or internationally. The women are usually sold as sex slaves or kept in prostitution centers. Some mafia gangs own strip clubs where their strippers get assaulted or raped by customers and they do nothing about it."
"Your uncle used to run a fake orphanage," Hongjoong continues. "I came across that place when I was fifteen years old and found out that they were keeping those kids there to sell their organs. I told my parents about it and we bombed that place after rescuing those children, and put them in an actual proper orphanage. Two boys who were just a year younger than me had escaped from the orphanage. They ran after my parents just to thank them for saving their lives. My parents saw a lot of potential in the two boys and decided to take them in. That's how Yeosang and Wooyoung became a part of my family."
The story really broke your heart; you couldn't even imagine what those two had to go through when they were just in their early teens. You were curious about the other six boys' stories too. You wanted to ask Hongjoong about it, but now didn't seem like the right time.
-
You don't really know how and when you fell asleep after hearing all those disturbing things, but somehow you did.
And when you woke up, you were in Hongjoong's arms.
You tried to escape from him, but his hold around you was too strong. You gave up on trying and chose to admire his beautiful face instead.
You had to admit, Hongjoong was extremely handsome. You've never seen anyone look this good while they're asleep. He looked so soft and angelic, you found it hard to believe that he was in the mafia, let alone a mafia boss.
You heard a knock on the bedroom door before the door opened, revealing San and Jiwoo.
"Hi!" Jiwoo greeted. "Good morning!" You wondered how she had so much energy in the morning.
"I see you've slept well," San commented with a smirk while gesturing at Hongjoong's arms around you.
You blushed. "Help me." San easily lifted Hongjoong's arm off of you.
"He sleeps like he's in coma," San said, making you chuckle while you stretched your arms.
"We're going shopping today," Jiwoo said to you. "You need clothes."
"I don't have any money, Jiwoo," you said.
She snorted. "You don't have to worry about that, we're paying for you."
You opened your mouth to protest, but San interrupted you. "We don't have any plans of letting you go, Kiah. Think of it as a gift for joining us." You just nodded in response even though you wanted to disagree. You weren't going to join a mafia gang; that was the last thing you wanted to do.
You had to escape.
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You had just come back from shopping with Jiwoo, exhausted from walking around the mall; you were pretty sure that she made you spend more than ten million won.
"So Kiah," Yeosang starts, sitting on the sofa beside Mingi and Seonghwa. "You're a medical student, right?"
"Yup, majoring in nursing," you nodded. "Hongjoong told me that you and Seonghwa are the doctors of the gang."
"What were you planning to do after graduation?" Seonghwa asked. You didn't miss how he used 'were' instead of 'are.'
You gently cleared your throat. "Well, I want to become a surgical nurse for the cardiac department."
"Ah, that's great!" he said with a smile. "I wanted to get into Neuro."
"Why didn't you?" you asked while absentmindedly playing with a strand of your hair.
"Once you join the mafia, you have to sacrifice having a normal job," Yeosang replied nonchalantly. You couldn't tell if he was sad about it.
"I wanted to ask you all something," you murmured, but the three of them heard you clearly.
"You can ask us anything you want, Kiah," Mingi encouraged. "We'll answer everything."
"Well, if you're gonna keep me here..." you hesitated for a second. "Um, does that mean that I can't work?" Yeosang and Seonghwa exchanged a glance that didn't go unnoticed by you.
"You'll have to ask Hongjoong about that, but mostly yes. You won't be able to work," Seonghwa said. "It's too dangerous. You can only work for us." You only nodded, unhappy with the words you heard.  
"Can I at least attend my own graduation?" you were mentally begging they would agree.
"When is it?" Yeosang asked.
"It's on the day after tomorrow."
"Of course you can," Hongjoong said, entering the living room and plopping down on one of the sofas.
"Really?!" you squealed in excitement.
"I was being sarcastic," he stated, making your smile immediately falter.
"I didn't study my ass off for nothing, Hongjoong," you said, crossing your arms over your chest.
He scoffed. "Do you think I care?"
"Well, I do." You were starting to get angry. Yunho entered the living room, not saying anything due to the tense atmosphere.
"You'll put us and people you know at risk," Hongjoong shrugged.
"That's your problem," you remarked, pissing him off. "I didn't ask you to buy me, Hongjoong."
"Adopt," Mingi mumbled, but you ignored him.
You and Hongjoong were locked in a glaring contest. Yunho cleared his throat after a while, catching Hongjoong's and your attention. "Hyung, you disguised yourself. No one knows that it was you who bought her."
"Adopted," Mingi murmured, getting ignored again.
Hongjoong gave it a thought. "Fine," he agreed. "But we all will attend it too, whether you like it or not."
“Deal.”
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You were seated in your respective seat, desperately waiting for the graduation ceremony to get over even though one of Seoul's top doctors was invited to talk. All eight boys and Jiwoo were attending your graduation. You wished your father was here to watch you graduate.
Once the ceremony was finally over and all the students collected their diplomas, you all gathered around to throw your dark blue caps in the air.
"I can't believe we successfully survived four entire years," Dongyoon remarked.
"Time to try to survive med school now," Yonghwa said and Chanhee nodded in agreement; they were on the road to becoming doctors. "But for now, let's get fucking wasted!"
-
You were at one of Seoul's best nightclubs in Gangnam; you didn't tell anyone in Ateez that you'd leave with your university friends. This was your way of running away. You were going to stay with Chanhee until you found a place.
Being a Tuesday night, the club wasn't crowded. Most of the people here were definitely high school or university students. After all, it was graduation week in Korea. 
You drank and danced with your friends until you were drunk as fuck and your feet hurt. You felt so relaxed, just paying attention to the blasting music while the alcohol in your system gave you some energy.
"Oh? Who do we have here?" you heard a familiar voice say behind you while you took another shot. You had no idea where your friends were.
You turned around and squinted to look at the man. "Moon Bojoon...?"
"Hello, sister," your cousin chuckled, putting his arms around your drunk form. You hated him with every fiber of your being— he tried to sexually assault you a couple of times. Living under the same roof as him was hell.
"Get your hands off me," you yelled over the loud music, weakly trying to push him away; he didn't even move an inch.
His grip around you tightened. "I wonder who father sold you to. How lenient are they to let their sex slave go out to party...? Or did you run away?"
You tried to push him away again. "Fuck off!"
He grabbed you by your arm and pulled you along until he reached the parking lot of the club. He pushed you harshly against his car, making you groan in pain when your head hit the window.
Bojoon moved his face closer to yours. "I'm gonna sell you this time," he whispered in your ear. "But I'll have my fun with you first, of course."
"Get away from me!" you yelled while your vision got blurry. Before you could comprehend what was even happening, you passed out.
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ATEEZ Wooyoung- Soulmate (oneshot)
Genre: Fluff, angst, suggestive, fantasy au.
Pairing: Werewolf!Wooyoung x witch!reader
Word count: 3.4K
Warnings: Profanities, death by magic, making out.
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Using a vine, you tied the last aconitum to a tree which was a few meters away from your cottage. You chanted a spell on it, enhancing its scent that fortunately did not have any effects on your species.
You have been doing this everyday before twilight to keep a new pack of rogue wolves away from you. You don't know how they managed to find you, considering you lived only a kilometer away from another pack that had a strong reputation. But they were rogue wolves, after all: they didn't care about another pack's territory.
Proceeding back to your house, you immediately washed your hands with some fenugreek water. You took off your raven-black cloak, draping it on a wooden chair. You made your way over to one of your cauldrons, expecting to see the beautiful blue color of the potion you were brewing for a goblin in exchange of some seeds of an extremely rare plant.
Carefully lifting the heavy lid off the hot pot, you frowned at the pink hue of the liquid, wondering where you went wrong. You tried to recall every single step you made.
"Shit, I forgot to add delphinium!" you groaned, running to your storage room to get the flowers. Unfortunately, you ran out of it. You sighed in frustration, realizing your potion would spoil if you didn't add the flowers in the next two hours.
You quickly lit the candle of a lantern before wearing your cloak. You grabbed a straw basket and put your shoes on. You had to get into the nearby pack's territory to get the flowers and you hoped you wouldn't run into any trouble tonight with the werewolves.
You carefully made your way through the forest, wary of your surroundings. You have never gone out after dusk to collect any supplies. It was really dangerous for you to leave home at such a time, especially when there were rogue wolves seeking to kill you. Even though you had enough magic within you to kill a werewolf, you were no match for a pack.
You traversed through the forest, coming to a small meadow in the middle of it. You looked around for the delphinium, delighted to find it faster than you expected. You took a knife from your pocket to cut the stem of the plant, placing the flowers in your basket.
A snap of a branch caught your attention, and you quickly whipped around to the source. You could make out two large figures in the distance, their yellow eyes glowing in the dark while they leered at you.
"Fuck," you muttered under your breath. When you saw them coming closer to you, you started to run once you realized they were rogue wolves. You could use a spell to set them on fire, but you needed to be in an open space with no trees around as the fire could spread.
You ran as fast as you could, dashing through plants and leeping over small streams, adrenaline coursing through your veins. You mentally cursed yourself when you saw the Ateez pack houses in the distance, realizing you ran in the opposite direction from your cottage. You kept running anyway until you reached the open area where the pack was, already on high alert. Three of them in their wolf forms, ready to attack any creature that poses a threat to them.
You swiftly turned around, chanting a spell that set the two rogue wolves on fire before they could reach you. The wolves howled and whimpered loudly while they burned, meeting their death in just a few minutes, leaving only their bones and ashes.
You fell to the ground, trying to calm down your heavy breathing. Certain spells such as this one really drained your energy.
"You have violated the territory rules, witch," you heard one of the wolves from the Ateez pack say. Glancing around, you noticed that you seemed to have interrupted their bonfire party.
"I had no choice and you know it," you said, glaring at one of the omegas of the pack while trying to get up. Your arm was burning, and you pushed your cloak aside, revealing a large cut that you must've gotten from running through the plants. You were too drained to chant another spell to heal yourself.
You could feel a light tug at your heart, pulling you in a certain direction. You turned to see another werewolf who was staring at you with an unreadable expression, a female wolf seated on his lap. Your heart instantly filled with hurt and anger. You weren't naive; you could tell you were the wolf's mate. Although you have heard of cases where a werewolf had a mate of a different species, you certainly weren't expecting that to be your case. You wouldn't admit it, but a part of you was thrilled to find your mate. However, you were sure he didn't feel the same way; he would never accept a witch as his mate.
"I asked you something, witch," you heard the alpha say, pulling you out of your thoughts.
You turned to look at the alpha of Ateez's pack. "I'm sorry, what did you ask?"
"Are you deaf? I asked why you trespassed into my pack's territory."
You raised an eyebrow. "Are you blind, mutt?" The werewolves in their wolf forms growled at the way you addressed their alpha, but you ignored them. "I just got chased by some rogue wolves. You claim that half of the forest belongs to your pack, but you can't even get rid of the rogues. At this point, I might just do your job for you," you said, pointing to the ash and bones of the two rogue wolves you killed. You knew the wolves would hate to hear how you managed to do something they were struggling to do. After all, they hated your kind with every fibre of their being.
"Mind your words when you speak to us, witch," the beta stated, voice laced with venom. You only rolled your eyes in response, picking up your basket that slipped from your hands. You pulled the hood of your cloak lower and bowed to the pack. You took one last look at your... mate. He's stunning, was all you thought before proceeding to go back to your cottage, hoping deep-down that you'd see him again.
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"What's up with you, bro?" San asked his bestfriend, plopping down beside him and Yunho on the couch. "You've been... different this past week. I've never seen you this quiet."
Wooyoung sighed, knowing he couldn't keep a secret anymore from his packmates. "The witch..."
"What about her?" Yunho questioned.
Wooyoung gulped, fiddling with his fingers. "Well, she's my mate." Both San and Yunho's eyes widened while they stared at Wooyoung like as if he was like an alien.
"What are you gonna do?" Jongho asked, joining the conversation.
"Reject her, of course," Wooyoung replied, his wolf screaming at him but he ignored it. "I don't believe in the whole mate thing, you all know that. Besides, I'm content with hooking up with Chae."
The wolves didn't comment on it, knowing Wooyoung wouldn't agree with the fact that the moon goddess personally chose a witch for him; he refused to believe in such things. The boys could only hope he would make a smart decision before it's too late.
"That's unfair for the witch though," San mumbled, genuinely concerned for you.
Wooyoung shrugged. "She could make a potion or something to forget about me, but I'm sure she wouldn't accept me as a mate either. Anyway..." he got up from the couch, stretching his arms out. "I'm going for a run. Anyone coming?"
"I'll pass," Jongho said.
San shook his head. "Me too. I'm exhausted."
"I'll come," Yunho said with a small smile. "It's been a while."
The two boys made their way to the forest, quickly stripping out of their clothes before shifting into their wolf form.
"Wanna race till the territory borders? I know you'll lose anyway," Wooyoung challenged Yunho through their mind link.
"Oh you're on!" Yunho growled playfully in response, albeit he knew the younger wolf was right. Wooyoung was the fastest runner in the pack.
The two wolves took off into the woods, dashing through giant leaves and jumping over large logs. Yunho pushed Wooyoung to the side, making the smaller wolf lose his balance. He quickly got up, chasing after the older wolf.
Their heightened senses allowed them to smell different flowers and trees, and Wooyoung found himself enjoying a certain scent that he knew he shouldn't be enjoying. He could also smell something unfamiliar mixed with his mate's scent, and he could immediately tell it belonged to a wizard. Without him realizing, he started following his mate's scent, crossing his pack's territory borders despite Yunho's protests.
"Wooyoung, stop! There are rogue wolves! You'll get killed!" Yunho yelled through the mind link. But Wooyoung couldn't stop until he saw you.
He sprinted even faster, your scent getting stronger and stronger. He stopped right in front of your cottage, spotting you just a few feet away, an orb of fire above your palm, ready to attack. The wizard beside you had an arm wrapped around your waist protectively, causing Wooyoung to growl loudly, jealousy and anger clouding his mind.
The familiar scent of your mate made your fire orb disappear. Another wolf that was bigger than your mate appeared. The wolf glanced at you before nudging at the smaller one to leave.
"Are you fucking serious, Woo?" Yunho yelled at the younger wolf. "Alpha is gonna kill us. We have to go now."
Wooyoung only growled and glared at the wizard. "Get your hands off my mate!"
"He can't hear you," Yunho said. "Let's—"
"Then maybe I should show him!" He charged at the wizard.
"Wooyoung, no!" Yunho yelled.
The wizard hit Wooyoung in the stomach with his staff, instantly knocking out the wolf due to the magic laced on it. You were positive he would have some broken bones, knowing how powerful staffs are.
Yunho whimpered, nudging his unconscious packmate, fear evident in his eyes. He knew his packmate was still alive, but he couldn't tell what was happening to him or if he was silently dying. He couldn't take Wooyoung back to their pack if he didn't change back into his human form.
Sensing the older wolf's fear, you carefully moved towards him. "He's not dead," you spoke in the softest voice you could muster. "He's just unconscious due to the magic and may have some broken bones."
"He deserved it," Sejin, the wizard, said. "Your alpha should train him better." Yunho lowered his head in apology, clearly embarrassed.
Sejin turned to you. "I must take my leave now, Y/N. Will you be all right alone with these mutts?"
"Yes, I will be. Don't worry," you said with a smile. Sejin nodded, pulling you into a quick hug before he started his journey back to his own cottage.
You kneeled beside your mate's unconscious wolf, gently stroking his fur. Yunho wanted to change back to talk to you, but he didn't have any clothes.
"How are you going to take him back?" you asked Yunho. He whimpered in response, reminding you that he couldn't communicate with you in his wolf form. "Oh! I'm sorry. Um... do you want to change back to your human form?" you asked and he moved his head up and down. "Okay... I could give you some shorts. Is that all right?" When he nodded again, you quickly ran inside your cottage, finding a pair of your khaki shorts. You chanted a spell on it to make it bigger for the wolf.
You went back outside, giving the shorts to the wolf. He moved behind a tree to change, coming back a minute later.
"I'm extremely sorry about that," Yunho said, scratching his nape. "I don't know what got into him."
"It's okay," you said. "How do you plan on taking him back to your pack?"
"I can't unless he changes back," Yunho sighed. "I'll also need to call my pack here to take him."
"Do whatever you must," you said. "I will give you some rosemary. It will help him gain consciousness."
Yunho nodded and you went into your cottage to bring some rosemary. Taking out a small amount from the jar, you proceeded back to the wolves. You kneeled beside your mate, holding the rosemary above his snout. You chanted a small spell, enhancing its scent. The wolf's ear twitched before he stirred, eyes slowing opening. He whimpered out in pain, eyes filling with tears.
"Wooyoung, you have to change," Yunho urged. "I can't take you home in your wolf form." The wolf huffed in pain, trying his best to change back.
Once he was able to change back, he groaned in pain. "I think my ribs are fucking broken." You looked away from his naked form.
"You're a fucking idiot," Yunho muttered before turning to you. "Thank you, Y/N. I must change and call my pack here to help take him home."
You nodded, sparing one last glance at your mate before going back inside your cottage.
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Stirring a new potion you made, you scooped the bright yellow liquid onto your ladle, carefully transferring it into a glass bottle.
You heard a knock at your door. You placed the ladle on the table before making your way to the door. When you opened it, you weren't expecting to see your werewolf mate standing there shirtless. It has been two weeks since you last saw him and you were certain his broken ribs would've healed by now.
"What are you doing here?" you questioned, trying not to look at his toned upper half.
"I had to see you before I go insane," he sighed, making your heart race. "Can I come in?"
You moved aside, letting him in. You closed the door, moving to sit on the leather sofa, your mate following your actions while he glanced around in awe. You waited for him to talk first, but he only stared at you. Wooyoung couldn't help but be stunned by how beautiful you are.
You gently cleared your throat. "So... how are you now?"
"I'm better now," he replied. "Your boyfriend broke three of my ribs."
You snorted. "My boyfriend?"
"The wizard who broke my ribs."
"Yeah, I know who you mean," you remarked. "But he isn't my boyfriend."
Wooyoung's wolf was thrilled with the news. "Didn't seem like that though," he murmured but you heard him.
You raised an eyebrow. "I don't see how that's your problem anyway."
His eyebrows furrowed. "It is. You're my mate."
"Hmm... doesn't seem like that. Wasn't your tongue down some poor human's throat two nights ago?"
Wooyoung gulped, eyes wide, his wolf cursing him. "H-How did you know?"
You chuckled, not really amused. "There are fairies around, you know? They watch everything."
"I did that to forget you," Wooyoung confessed, fiddling with his fingers. "I... couldn't handle seeing you with that wizard. He had his hands on you that day and my wolf just lost it. And I thought you were with him so..." You could see the genuineness in his citrine-colored eyes.
"What about that wolf who was on your lap then?" you questioned.
"I occasionally hook up with her," he said honestly. "I actually didn't believe in the whole mate chosen by the moon goddess thing until I met you. But she did. She just has her fun with me, but she knows one day she'll find her mate and will instantly forget about me... just like how I forgot about her the moment I saw you."
You sat in silence, taking in his words, contemplating on what to do. You weren't a child of the moon like your mate, but surely the moon goddess considers you as one if she chose you as her child's mate. She never chooses wrong.
"So if I accept you as my mate, what is your plan?" you questioned.
Wooyoung's face immediately lit up. "I'll let you choose. You can live with me or I can live with you. I already spoke to my pack and they're more than willing to accept you."
You shook your head. "You're an omega, right? You shouldn't be separated from your pack. I can't leave my house either cause of my work. So how about we just meet each other whenever we have time?"
Wooyoung pouted. "But I wanna see you everyday from when the sun rises to when the moon sets." Your heartbeat sped up rapidly.
"That's twenty-four seven," you murmured, cheeks turning pink.
Wooyoung smirked. "Exactly."
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The next two weeks were spent in moving your belongings to Ateez's pack houses. Since every member of the pack had their own house, there was plenty of space for you. Wooyoung even had a large basement which he converted into a workspace for you. The other pack members helped move your herbs and plants too.
After arranging all your jars in your new workspace, you made your way upstairs. This was your first day living with your mate. The wolf was ecstatic, filled with more energy than usual. He was a ball of sunshine, but also a major tease. He was well aware of the effect he has on you. You knew he knew you wanted him badly, and that's why he only teased you, wanting you to make the first move.
Wooyoung was lying down on the couch, engrossed in reading one of your spellbooks. You quietly made your way towards him, but the faint sound of your footsteps caught his attention.
Wooyoung stretched an arm out. "Come lie down with me." You obeyed him, cheeks turning pink while you cuddled up to his side, burying your face in his neck, inhaling his wonderful scent.
After a while, you brushed your lips against Wooyoung's neck, placing a light kiss on his skin. You heard him inhale sharply when you gently sucked on his skin. He tossed the book onto the table, wrapping an arm around you. He lifted you onto his body, and you adjusted yourself so as to straddle his lap.
Wooyoung smirked. "What are you doing, baby?" Your body tingled with the way he called you that.
You leaned down, brushing your lips against his before placing a small kiss on his lips. You pulled away, trying to get off him, but he grabbed your hips, pulling you down onto his growing bulge, making you bite your lip.
"You can't tease me like that and leave," he playfully growled, hands moving to grab the exposed skin of your thighs as your dress had moved up.
You narrowed your eyes. "Well, that's what you've been doing to me for two weeks."
He licked his lips. "Yeah, and?" His hands moved up on your thighs.
"And that's not f-fair," you stuttered at the end as his hands moved to your inner thighs, so close to your core. You could already feel your panties sticking to your wettening folds.
Wooyoung took a deep breath. "You smell incredible right now. So eager for me..." you blushed, remembering wolves could smell their mate's arousal the best.
You leaned down, finally connecting your lips to your mate's. Wooyoung kissed you back just as eagerly, unable to hold himself back anymore; he had been waiting for you to make the first move so that he knew you were comfortable with him.
You involuntarily grinded on his hardening bulge, causing him to groan in pleasure. His hands moved to grab your ass, moving you back and forth on him in a rapid pace. Your hand slipped under his shirt, and Wooyoung pulled away, one of hands stopping you from touching him.
"Y/N, are you a hundred percent sure you want this?" Wooyoung asked in a soft tone, albeit his wolf was begging him to mark you. "It hasn't been long since we met and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable or anything."
"I want this, Woo," you replied immediately. "I want you."
That was enough for Wooyoung to reconnect your lips, smiling while he kissed you, ready to officially mark you as his.
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Warnings: none.
Seonghwa:
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"I want you to slowly walk towards Y/N and stand right behind her before the kiss," the director explained to Seonghwa, gesturing to the area where you will be standing.
"Got it," Seonghwa replied with a nod, trying to control himself from smiling. This was going to be his first kiss with you and the first kissing scene in the drama; it was something he waited to do for so long.
Once the crew was done preparing everything on set, you and Seonghwa took your places.
"Scene 19, take 1," the camera assistant called out before hitting the slate.
"Action!" the director yelled.
Seonghwa slowly approached you, his eyes scanning you from head to toe, loving the way you looked in the red dress you were put in which was a gift from his character to yours in the drama.
"I knew you would look even more stunning in red," he said his line, standing right behind you, looking at your reflection in the mirror. He gently placed his hands on your waist, turning you around to face him.
Your eyes briefly glanced at his lips before looking up into his eyes. Seonghwa's hand moved from your waist to cup your cheek before slowing leaning down to kiss you. You closed your eyes, kissing him back.
After a few seconds of kissing, you pulled away. "We're going to be late," you said your line.
"Then let's be late," Seonghwa chuckled, capturing your lips with his own again.
"And... cut!" the director yelled. "Great job Seonghwa and Y/N! Let me take a look at what we've shot before moving on."
Seonghwa glanced at you, noticing how your cheeks had a pinkish tint to it. He couldn't stop his heart from beating crazily, and he was hoping to ask you out after filming was over.
Hongjoong:
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Hongjoong was so glad he got to act as your main love interest. He was also glad he wasn't the 2nd male lead, knowing the usual heartbreaking outcome.
However, since the storyline of the movie was based on a love triangle, Hongjoong was quite jealous, both on and off camera as you both have been dating for over a year.
You were at Hongjoong's place, wrapped tightly in his arms. You had to shoot a steamy kissing scene with the 2nd male lead, and Hongjoong wasn't happy about that at all.
"I told you not to watch it," you said, referring to Hongjoong watching the shooting of the kissing scene today.
"I didn't expect it to be so... extreme," he groaned, tightening his arms around you.
You chuckled. "I told you it would be."
"Why did he get such a steamy scene with you and I didn't?" he muttered, making you laugh.
"Cause it's supposed to he his dream, his wild thoughts," you replied.
Hongjoong scoffed. "My character has wild dreams about you too!"
You chuckled, running your hand through his messy dark brown hair, calming him down.
"Whatever, at least I have you all to myself here... and it's not even acting."
You nodded, placing soft kisses on his face, making him forget about everything for now.
Yunho:
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Yunho has watched all the movies and dramas you acted in, and his nervousness shot up when he found out that you would be his love interest in his first drama.
"Y/N's acting is way too good," he commented while watching a movie you acted in. "So natural..." He was worried he wouldn't be able to match up to your level, especially because you were a top actress in the country.
"Don't worry, hyung," Jongho said with a smile to the older man. "I know you're nervous, but I'm sure you'll do well!"
And Jongho was right.
The drama went viral and got high ratings. The public complimented Yunho's acting skills and praised the chemistry between the two of you.
"Yunho's acting was excellent," you said during a live interview with the main cast. "I was very surprised as it was his first time."
"I wouldn't have been able to do it without you," Yunho remarked with a grin. "Y/N guided me a lot and helped me show a more natural side."
When it was time to read the comments from the viewers, you found out that you were one of Yunho's favorite actors. You didn't say anything about it, but you asked him about it after the interview.
His cheeks and ears turned pink. "Yeah... you're my favorite."
You giggled, finding shy Yunho absolutely adorable. "Is your schedule free today?"
"Yeah, I've got a day off tomorrow as well," Yunho replied.
You smirked. "Wanna come over?"
Yeosang:
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It was impossible for anyone to take their eyes off Kang Yeosang. There were often times when you'd forget your lines because of the way he looked at you.
Yeosang's character was a badboy who always got into trouble, and yours was the quiet girl who caught his eye after you accidentally bumped into him.
He was always put in darker clothes and leather jackets, and he looked absolutely irresistible.
Yeosang wasn't blind. He has seen the way everyone looks at him, but only your glance could make his heart race.
"Scene 32, take 1."
"Action!"
Yeosang was sitting on his motorcycle, waiting for you to come out of café where you worked part-time.
"Got my baby today," he said his line. "Get on."
You scoffed. "That's no way I'm sitting on that, especially without a helmet."
"I've never crashed or been in an accident even once. Some trust please?"
You rolled your eyes, getting on the motorcycle anyway.
Yeosang reached behind to take your arms, making you wrap them around his waist. "Don't want you to fall." You gulped, the butterflies in your stomach going wild by the mere action of hugging Yeosang on a motorcycle.
Even though it was only acting, both you and Yeosang had rapid heart beats at that moment.
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"A sex scene?!" San squeaked out when his manager told him about his shooting schedule for tomorrow.
Yeosang laughed. "This is what happens when you sign a contract for an 18+ movie without reading it just cause Y/N was going to play your love interest."
San blushed, burying his face in his hands. He was extremely happy, yes, but he was also really nervous. You both were the 2nd leads in the movie who were hooking up with each other.
"You'll do well, don't worry," Hongjoong said. "You've got great chemistry with Y/N. You're literally dating her, San. You have nothing to worry about."
"We haven't gone that far yet cause it's only been a month! It's gonna be... I don't even know!" San freaked out.
"Well, since Y/N signed the contract and read the contract unlike you, I'm sure it'll be fine," Seonghwa remarked.
"Just try not to get a boner on set bro," Wooyoung chuckled while San's eyes widened in horror.
Yeosang snorted. "San not getting a boner while he's acting like he's having sex with his girl? That's impossible."
"Well, at least she'll be there to take care of what she caused," San said with a smirk.
All the guys looked at him, wondering where his sudden confidence came from.
Hongjoong raised an eyebrow at the younger man's words. "Weren't you just whining like... less than two minutes ago?"
San only shrugged before taking his phone out of his pocket, ready to have a little... talk with you about tomorrow's shoot.
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You were acting in a drama in which Mingi is an angel and you're a demon who secretly fell in love with him.
"I don't care that it's forbidden for a demon to love an angel!" you yelled, moving closer to Mingi so that he was towering over you. "Deny it all you want, angel, but I've seen the way you look at me!"
"I don't look at demons," he stated, just as angry as you, his eyes glancing down at your dark red lips for a split second.
"Yes, you don't look at other demons," you remarked, but started laughing after Mingi suddenly had to sneeze during the serious moment.
"Oh god! I'm so sorry!" Mingi apologized to you and the crew who laughed along with you.
"No worries, Mingi! We can take that again," the director said. "Let's try again everyone."
The camera assistant moved in front of the last camera. "Scene 42, take 2."
"Action!" the director yelled.
"I don't care that it's—" you paused because you had to laugh, causing Mingi to laugh as well. It was difficult to shoot serious scenes like this.
The director gave you both a small break to calm down, but Mingi kept doing random aegyo to make you laugh.
The director smiled at the two of you, knowing this would really be some quality behind the scenes content.
Wooyoung:
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Wooyoung entered your trailer as soon as he got to the shooting location, delighted to find that you were alone.
He grabbed a water bottle from the table, tilting his head back so that he could pour the water in his mouth, giving you a perfect view of his Adam apple bobbing as he gulped.
"Good morning, Woo," you said to your boyfriend.
Wooyoung placed the water bottle back on the table before moving towards you. "Good morning," he said, placing a kiss on your cheek. "Did you see the script?"
You snorted. "Yeah, I can already tell you're gonna love filming today."
Wooyoung beamed with joy. "Obviously!" he squealed, moving to sit beside you on the sofa.
"How about we practice the steamy scene right now, babe?" your boyfriend asked with a smirk. "I know we're more than capable of finishing it in a single take, but why not be extra perfect?"
You raised an eyebrow. "You're just finding an excuse to kiss me, Woo."
"Yeah, and?" he wet his lips with his tongue, moving closer to you.
"And my makeup artist is gonna be here any moment."
"Yeah, and?" he moved closer until he was two centimeters away from you, waiting for you to continue.
You gave in, closing the short gap between the two of you, moving to straddle Wooyoung's lap.
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You were acting in a high school romance movie, playing as Jongho's main love interest. Like Jongho, you were also an idol.
His character required him to act in a cute manner, and there were often times when your heart would just melt because of how adorable he was.
It was your first time acting and you were really nervous, but Jongho managed to calm you down. He always praised you when you did well, and would give you tips if you messed up.
Jongho was really fond of you, both on and off camera, and everyone could see that, except you. The director would often tease Jongho whenever he caught the man looking at you. Your stylist also told you that she was certain Jongho had a thing for you.
And you didn't believe her... until Jongho told you he liked you.
Standing in front of you with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, Jongho was nervous, but he didn't let it show, wanting to be confident while he confessed to you. "I like you a lot, Y/N."
Your heartbeat raced really fast, your cheeks immediately turning a light pink. You took the bouquet of flowers from him, inhaling the wonderful scent. "I feel the same way, Jongho," you said with a smile.
Jongho giggled, a huge smile on his face. "Can I hug you?"
You placed the bouquet on the table before stretching your arms out. Jongho hugged you tightly, all his nervousness melting away.
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ATEEZ Reactions: His child interrupts him during a meeting/work (Mafia au)
Warnings: guns, drugs, minor head injury and blood.
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"I think we should go for it," Seonghwa said to Yunho, eyes scanning through the documents for a drug deal. "Half a billion won is more than enough for that quantity."
"We still don't know if this is a trap," Yunho said, taking the documents from Seonghwa. "First of all, they are offering a high price for such a low quantity. Secondly, they—"
The door to the room opened, followed by a loud squeal. "Daddy!"
Your daughter ran to her father, excited to see him as she just came back from school. Seonghwa lifted his daughter, making her sit on his lap. "Hi princess! How was school?"
"It was okay! I had singing practice for annual day. I am singing alone. You have to come!"
"When is it?" he asked.
"Friday."
Seonghwa glanced at Yunho. "Do we have anything on Friday?"
Yunho nodded. "You and Y/N have a meeting with SF9's consigliere."
"Don't go," D/N said to her father, her doe eyes widening. "You have to see me sing, daddy! Uncle Yunho, you have to come too!"
Although the meeting was very important, Seonghwa couldn't disappoint his daughter, especially when she really wanted him to be there.
"Yunho, postpone the meeting to Saturday. Make sure all of us are free on Friday."
Hongjoong:
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Everyone knew Hongjoong hated being interrupted, especially when he was doing something important.
However, he couldn't get mad at his son who barged into the room in the middle of a meeting, running to hide under the table, mumbling a quick sorry to all the people present there.
Before Hongjoong could ask his son why he was hiding, his daughter ran into the room, searching for her younger brother. "I know you're here, S/N! I saw you run this way!" she yelled out angrily, unbothered by the other people in the room.
"What happened, D/N?" Hongjoong asked. "Why are you looking for your brother?"
"That annoying fool threw his football at me!" she replied while searching around the room for her brother.
S/N screamed when he saw his sister going under the table to get him. He sprinted out of the room, his sister following closely behind him.
Hongjoong cleared his throat, mentally reminding himself to have a little chat with kids later. "Let's continue the meeting, shall we?"
Yunho:
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"S/N, please eat your food before it gets cold," you begged your stubborn son.
"No! I want to eat with dad!"
"He's busy right now, baby. Please eat your food!"
"No!" you son yelled, getting off the chair and running to his father. You groaned, wondering where your son got his stubbornness from. Your eyes widened when you realized what Yunho was doing right now, and you immediately ran after your son.
Yunho took his gun out, ready to shoot the man who tried to sabotage one of his drug deals. He was just about to shoot, but the door opened and your son ran in, tripping over his untied shoelaces in the process.
"Shit," Yunho tossed his gun to San before helping his son up. "You okay, buddy?"
"I'm okay," S/N replied, dusting off the dirt from his palms while Yunho tied his shoelaces.
You entered the room, scolding your son for running like that before apologizing to Yunho and San. "He refuses to eat without you," you said to your husband.
Yunho looked at his son with a smile. "If you listen to mom and eat your dinner now, I'll watch spiderman with you before bed. Okay?"
"Promise dad?" your son held out his pinky finger.
"Promise."
Yeosang:
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"Mommy!" your son sobbed, running to hug your leg. "I had a bad dream!"
You picked him up in your arms, balancing his weight on one arm while you used your other hand to wipe his tears.
"Is daddy home?"
"Yes, sweetheart, he's on the rooftop," you replied. "Uncle Hwa is coming home with a guest tonight."
"Daddy didn't leave me?" he whispered and you understood what his dream was about. You immediately shook your head. "Can I see daddy, please?"
You carried your son to the rooftop where the helipad was. You found Yeosang looking up at the sky, waiting for Seonghwa's helicopter to arrive.
"Yeosang," you called out, catching his attention. "S/N had a bad dream that you left him. He wanted to see you."
Yeosang immediately took S/N from you, kissing away his tears while gently rubbing his back.
"You know I love you very much," he comforted his son. "I will never leave you, okay?"
"Okay..." your son put his head in the crook of Yeosang's neck, falling asleep when his father began to sing for him.
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"You were pretty useless, I don't think your gang will care if I kill you right now," San said to the tied up man, walking around the chair he was tied to. "But since you managed to injure one of my dear friends, I'll have to torture you. I'll be generous and let you choose what I should—"
Your daughter barged into the room, panting from running around to look for her father. Her eyes fell upon the tied up man and she noticed the tattoo on his neck, immediately stiffening.
"What are you doing here, princess?" San asked, eyes softening while he moved towards her.
"Dad, some people came to my school today. They were asking if you and mom were my parents and I said you weren't," your daughter said before pointing at the tied up man. "One of the guys had the same tattoo but it was on his arm."
San's jaw clenched in anger and he carefully controlled his facial expression in front of his daughter. "Go tell mom about this, okay princess? I will be there in a few minutes."
"Okay!"
Once D/N left the room, San turned to face the tied up man. "Looks like you might be useful after all. Tell me everything you know about your gang and why they're after my daughter."
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Both you and Mingi were in an important meeting about becoming allies with another mafia gang.
"I think NCT is the best option," Yeosang stated.
"I agree," Jongho said. "I've met their caporegimes before. They are very skilled. They also have one of the best consigliere's in the mafia. Mingi, could you talk about each member and their positions?"
While Mingi spoke about the positions each person held in that gang, your son barged into the room, a scared look on his face.
"Mom! Dad! D/N fell from her cycle and her head is bleeding!"
You and Mingi immediately got up from your seats without a word, following your son to where his twin was; work could always wait.
Your daughter was on the ground, crying loudly while she clutched her bleeding head. Mingi immediately lifted her and carried her to the hospital-like room in your gang's mansion.
Being one of the doctors in your gang, you treated your daughter yourself, Mingi helping you out as much as he could. Luckily, D/N didn't require any stitches.
After you treated D/N wounds, she cuddled with Mingi and watched a Disney movie while you and son made her favorite food.
Wooyoung:
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"Hi daddy! Are you done with work?" your daughter asked after entering Wooyoung's office. "Mom is taking a nap and I'm bored."
"No, sweetheart, I'll be done in three hours," he replied without taking his eyes off the laptop screen.
"Oh how sad."
Wooyoung glanced at his daughter with narrowed eyes. "You are spending way too much time with Yeosang's son... I've noticed that. You are starting to sound like him."
"Yeah."
"What do you mean 'yeah'?" Wooyoung questioned, raising an eyebrow. "I don't like it, D/N. Do you think he's handsome?"
"Yes, he is handsome," she giggled. "Uncle Sangie is also very handsome!"
"D/N, the only man you should find handsome is me until you're forty years old!" Wooyoung playfully whined. "Do you not think I'm handsome?"
"You are also handsome, but..."
"But...?"
Your daughter moved to whisper in her father's ear. "Uncle Sangie is the most handsome," she said before running away.
"D/N! Get back here! Oh my god, Kang Yeosang is gonna get it from me!"
Jongho:
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Your son knew he wasn't allowed to see his father when he was in a meeting as it was quite dangerous. He also knew the meeting held today was an extremely important one.
However, your son wasn't feeling well and you were on a mission. He tried to wait for Jongho to finish the meeting, but when his eyes started to burn, he had no choice but to enter the conference room.
"The best option would be to wipe out the entire gang so that we won't have—"
"Dad..."
All eyes turned to look at Jongho's son who was slowly walking towards his father. Jongho would've been quite angry if it wasn't for the way his son looked: weak and flushed. He also knew his son was obedient and would never interrupt him if it wasn't urgent.
"I don't feel good," S/N mumbled. Jongho crouched down to his son's height, immediately placing a hand on his forehead. His eyebrows furrowed due to his son's high temperature.
Jongho lifted his son in his arms and stood up. "Please excuse me, gentlemen, but my wife's on a mission and my son is running a high fever. Mingi and Yunho will take over for me from here."
Jongho didn't care about the dirty looks he received from the other men for prioritizing his son over important work.
For Jongho, nothing is more important to him than his family.
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ATEEZ Reactions- Confessing your/his feelings after an arranged marriage (Mafia au)
Seonghwa:
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Seonghwa rested his hands on the railings of the balcony of your hotel room, watching the sun set in the distance.
You stood a few feet away from him, looking at the way his skin glowed due to the sun rays. He was absolutely stunning.
You moved to stand beside him and he turned his head slightly to look at you. "You're back. Did you enjoy the spa?"
"Yeah, it was really relaxing. You should've joined me," you replied. "What did you do up till now?"
"I bought a necklace for you," he said, moving into the room. He took the necklace out of the box before gesturing you to come to him. You obeyed him, curious about why he suddenly gifted you a necklace.
He stood behind you, putting the necklace on you. You looked down, noticing the small, pretty diamond swan pendant hanging from the chain. "It's beautiful."
Seonghwa smiled. "I bought it for you as a way of saying thank you for coming into my life," he said, moving to stand in front of you. "I know we had a pretty rough start and I know I've treated you like—" you placed your finger on his lips.
"It's fine, Hwa. We both were against the whole marriage thing."
He placed a kiss on your finger before his hands moved to your waist, pulling you closer to him. "I love you, Y/N."
Your heart raced at his confession and you had the biggest smile on your face. "I love you too, Hwa."
Hongjoong:
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Hongjoong had his eyes on you the entire time, watching you talk to another mafia boss. He couldn't stop the jealously he felt at seeing you smile due to another man's words.
Even though he couldn't hear what you two were talking about, he knew the man was trying to flirt with you.
And he didn't like that.
Hongjoong quickly finished his drink before making his way towards you, determined to show the man who you belonged to.
"Hey doll," he said, placing a finger under your chin to tilt your head back. You were shocked by his actions as he always treated you so coldly.
But what shocked you even more was Hongjoong leaning in to kiss you. You closed your eyes, letting your husband kiss you for the first time.
Hongjoong pulled away to kiss the skin below your ear. "Let's go home, hmm?" he said loud and clear, making sure the man heard him.
You sat quietly in the car, your thoughts filled with your husband's recent actions.
"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" Hongjoong asked, reaching out to take your hand.
"What's wrong with you?" you murmured, confused by his sudden change in behavior towards you. "Why did you kiss me before?"
"Hmm... I don't know," he brought your hand to his lips. "Maybe it's cause I'm falling in love with you."
"W-What?!"
Yunho:
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Yunho was taking care of you after you got shot during a mission. Since you got shot in both arms, you weren't able to do much.
Yunho always fed you, cleaned and dressed your wounds, got you whatever you needed, and he even chose to work in your room instead of in his office. He never left your side at all, not even while you were asleep.
"Yunho... enough," you mumbled.
"Just three more spoons," he said, blowing on the hot soup. "I know you don't have much appetite now and I know you hate being forced to do things, but you need to eat well so that you can recover fast."
You sighed. "You're lucky that I'm crazy in love with you," you mumbled, eyes widening a few seconds later when you realized what you just said. "Umm, I didn't—"
Yunho leaned in, capturing your lips with his own in a quick kiss. "I'm crazy in love with you too, Y/N. I'm surprised you haven't noticed."
You blushed. "When did you realize you love me?"
"I realized I love you when I watched you get shot. I was never afraid of anything until that night... losing you is my biggest and only fear, Y/N. I really can't live without you, baby. There's no Jeong Yunho without you."
His words really touched you, and you couldn't stop the tears from escaping your eyes. Yunho kissed away every tear, telling you just how much he loves you.
Yeosang:
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"Woo... I think I'm so fucked," you groaned, flopping down on your bed, lying on your stomach.
Wooyoung chuckled. "When are you not?"
"Shut up."
"Eh. What happened now?" Wooyoung asked.
"I know it hasn't been that long since the wedding, but I think I love that stupid bestfriend of yours," you replied. Even though you had an arranged marriage, you got along pretty well with your husband. However, you always thought he wouldn't fall in love with you. "I think I'm falling for Yeosang. I'm so fucked, right?" When Wooyoung didn't reply, you sat up and turned to look at him, wondering why your usually loud friend was quiet.
But he wasn't there.
Instead, your husband was there, looking at you with an amused expression. You groaned in embarrassment, lying back down, burying your face in your pillow.
You felt Yeosang's hands on your waist, gently pushing you so that you were lying on your back.
Yeosang smirked. "Say that again, Y/N."
"Say what?"
He cupped your cheeks with both hands. "Say that you love me. I want to hear you say that."
Your cheeks turned a bright pink. "I love you."
Yeosang giggled, his own cheeks turning pink while he told you that the feeling was mutual, much to your surprise.
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"Let me go, San," you said in a stern tone, glaring at your husband who had you pinned against your bedroom door.
"I'm not letting you go anywhere," he said. "Not until we clear out this misunderstanding."
You looked away from him. "I don't wanna hear your excuses, San. I know you got carried away."
"Fucking hell, baby, just listen to me!" he raised his voice. "I didn't get carried away at all. I had no choice but to take things further with her cause she wasn't giving me the damn information that we needed! Everything got recorded, you can go ask Hongjoong hyung for it."
"Whatever," you muttered under your breath. You attempted to move away from San, but he pushed you back against the wall, crashing his lips onto yours. You were still extremely upset, but you kissed him back.
San pulled away after a few seconds. "Listen, baby..." he cupped your cheek, titling your head back to look at him. "I don't want anyone else but you. After we got married, I told Hongjoong hyung that I don't want to be the seducer anymore. I told him that I really love you and he promised I can stop once he finds a trustworthy substitute."
"You what...?" you murmured, wondering if you heard him correctly. "Did you just say you told him you love me...?"
San smiled and nodded. "I did, and it's true. I love you a lot, baby. I've made it obvious a million times, but you never really noticed."
You licked your lips. "Then how about you show me now?"
San smirked, knowing exactly what you meant. He wasted no time in dragging you towards the bed, ready to show you how much he loves you.
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"You bought me a yacht?!" you asked in surprise, staring at the luxurious yacht in front of you.
"Yeah... it's my way of saying thank you for saving my life and for everything you've done for me," Mingi said, biting his lip nervously.
"I was going to buy a private jet," he continued, "But we already have enough... so I thought a yacht was the best option."
You smiled, eyes filled with nothing but love and adoration for your husband. "You don't have to say thanks for that, Mingi. I did the right thing of saving you that day, and as your spouse, it's my duty to protect you," you said, taking his hands in yours. "I should be the one thanking you."
"For what?" he asked, gently rubbing circles on the back of your hands.
"For showing me what it feels like to be in love," you confessed; you already knew Mingi loved you too, but he didn't have the courage to tell you.
Mingi's eyes widened. "A-Are you saying what I think you're saying...? Or am I just hallucinating?"
You chuckled. "You're not hallucinating. I meant what I said, Mingi. I love you."
Mingi immediately pulled you into a hug, placing multiple kisses on your head. "You have no idea how long I've waited to hear that."
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"If I see you flirting with that bitch again, I swear your father is going to be the last person you'll be shit scared of."
Wooyoung smirked, moving to stand in front of you. He was so glad his plan of making you jealous worked; he did it as a test to see if you felt something for him. "And why are you bothered about who I flirt with, hmm?"
You pushed him against the wall, trapping him in between your arms. "Don't make me remind you who you belong to."
Wooyoung was extremely turned on by your behavior. His hands moved to grip your waist, bringing you closer to him.
"I don't know who I belong to," he said with a smirk. "I don't know what I am to you either... care to tell me, sweetheart?"
You placed kisses along his neck. "You're my husband... the man I was forced to marry, but I don't regret it," you gently sucked on the skin his neck before pulling away to look at him. "The only man I love and will ever love," you confessed.
Wooyoung leaned in, capturing your lips with his own. "You really love me?" He seemed calm on the outside, but he was screaming in happiness on the inside.
You rolled your eyes, controlling yourself from smiling as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "Yeah, I love you, but not after that little stunt you pulled today."
Wooyoung grinned. "Well, my love, let me make it up to you, hmm?"
Jongho:
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Tears rolled down your cheeks while you held your unconscious husband's hand.
Jongho got stabbed twice in the stomach and ended up passing out due to the amount of blood he lost. The wound was quite deep and required surgery which you had to perform as you were Ateez's doctor.
When you felt Jongho's fingers move, you immediately glanced at him, relieved to see him conscious now. A fresh set of tears escaped your eyes while you sobbed.
"Why are you crying, Y/N?" Jongho asked in a soft tone while wiping your tears away.
"I was so scared," you sobbed. "I was so scared that I'd lose you. When they brought you to me, unconscious and bleeding heavily..." you couldn't even finish your sentence.
"Shh, baby, I know," he mumbled, cupping your cheek with his hand. "I want to tell you something, Y/N." You kept quiet, waiting for him to speak.
"I have fallen in love with you," he continued. "I really thought I was going to die last night, and all I could think of was you and how much I regretted not telling you about my feelings earlier."
"Jongho," you cried, more tears rolling down you cheeks. "I love you so much. I always have since the very beginning of our marriage."
Jongho smiled widely, bringing your hand to his lips, your presence alone making him forget about all the pain he felt.
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cocobeanncteez · 3 years
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ATEEZ San- Back to you (oneshot)
Genre: angst, fluff, suggestive, university au.
Pairing: badboy!San x reader (fem)
Word Count: 7.3K
Warnings: profanities, alcohol consumption, smoking, mentions of bullying and cheating, drink spiking, and attempted sexual assault.
Except Ateez, all other names are fictional.
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"I don't understand how these stupid people party here when we've got exams in two weeks," your bestfriend, Doyeon, muttered under her breath while scribbling down some notes. You both were at a café in your university, studying for the upcoming exams.
You chuckled, glancing up at her from your notebook. "Your boyfriend is one of those stupid people who are partying right now."
She rolled her eyes. "Believe me, I want to smack Yunho with this," she held up her notebook, making you snort. "I'm surprised you don't get frustrated when San is literally doing the same thing."
"Well, it's his life," you said. "I'm not his parent who can nag at him to study."
San and you have been dating for a little over eight months now; other than Doyeon and San's friends, no one else knew about your relationship. Doyeon and Yunho were also dating for a while now. You both didn't really know why the boys didn't want other people to know about your relationship, but you both just went with the flow despite witnessing girls throwing themselves at them everyday. Doyeon was really calm about the whole situation, but you actually weren't even though you never let it show; you were quite worried about San leaving you for other women who were like him. You never understood why he's dating someone like you: the type who rarely parties, rarely drinks, never smokes, decently studies and gets good grades, never gets involved in fights; the opposite of him, basically.
Doyeon was about to say something, but your conversation was interrupted by someone who suddenly sat beside you in your booth, placing a textbook on the table. "Don't mind me, ladies," one of your university's badboys, Kangmin, said. "There was no place to sit, so here I am."
Ji Kangmin was handsome, and a typical badboy from what you've heard. You didn't really know much about him personally, but you knew his friend group and your boyfriend's group were rivals and often got into fights.
"I'm surprised you're here," Doyeon stated, raising an eyebrow. "Shouldn't you be at some party?"
"I don't party when exams are near," he said with a small smile. "I know I don't have a good reputation, but unlike other people here who have the same reputation as me, I actually want to score well and decently graduate." You were stunned, not expecting to hear that from someone like him. Well, maybe all badboys aren't the same.
-
"Babe!" San whined sleepily when you pulled his blanket off his body. "God, my head fucking hurts."
"Serves you right for drinking all night," you said, running a hand through his messy black hair.
"But the party was epic," he mumbled, eyes closing at the way you played with his hair.
After a few minutes, San took some painkillers and got up to take a shower. When he finished, he immediately pulled you into a hug. "I missed you," he said, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
You chuckled. "You saw me yesterday morning."
"But that was in class," he murmured, placing soft kisses on your neck, making your heart race. "I didn't get to talk to you."
"Then maybe you should start talking to me in class," you said and immediately regretted it when you felt San tense up.
San moved a step back to look at you. "Babe, you know I can't do that," he stated. "I don't want people to know about us or start—"
"Yeah, I know," you cut him off with a small smile, hiding your disappointment. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
"It's fine," he said, kissing your forehead. "Let's go have breakfast, yeah?"
"Um, actually, I have to go back to my dorm," you said, making San frown and ask why. "I've got a study session with Doyeon," you lied; you just didn't feel like being here at the moment.
San sighed, cupping your cheeks. "Babe, you study so much. These exams don't matter much."
Your eyebrows furrowed. "San, these are end of the first semester exams. They're extremely important."
San didn't say anything; he only leaned down to capture your lips with his own. "Stay for a little while, please," he murmured against your lips. Before you could protest, he kissed you again, this time more passionately. He gently pushed you onto his bed, hovering above you before reconnecting your lips. Your hands wrapped around his neck, playing with the hair at his nape. One of San's hands slipped under your blouse, moving to cup your breast, giving it a squeeze. You gasped due to his actions and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss. Your phone began ringing but both of you ignored it. You were getting wetter by the second and you could feel San's growing bulge pressing against you. When your phone rang for the fourth time, San pulled away with an annoyed sigh. You chuckled, getting up from his bed to get your phone from your bag.
"Hello?" you answered.
"Where are you?! Class is gonna start in ten minutes!" Doyeon exclaimed.
"What? What class? All our classes were canceled for today."
"Mr. Byun said he's gonna take class today. Didn't you check your email?"
"Fuck. I'll be there in five." You hung up and quickly checked your reflection in San's mirror, reapplying your lip balm and tying your hair into a ponytail. San's eyes were on you the entire time.
"Are you ditching your lovely boyfriend for a class?" San asked with a pout. "Especially when you made him get all hard?"
"Yes," you replied with a small giggle. "I'll make it up to you when I'm done, I promise." you placed a quick kiss on his lips before rushing to your dorm to collect your stuff.
-
"Can I sit here?" you heard someone ask, making you look up from your notebook. Ji Kangmin was giving you a small smirk. "Seats are full."
"Go ahead," you said, returning your attention back onto your books. Fortunately, Kangmin studied quietly, not disturbing you even once.
"Why is this so hard?" you muttered under your breath, eyebrows furrowing in irritation due to the differentiation problem you've been breaking your head for.
"Need help?" Kangmin asked.
"Are you good at calculus?"
He snorted, showing you the cover of his textbook. "I'm a math major, darling." Your eyes widened, not expecting that at all. "I thought you knew but you clearly don't," he said with a chuckle. "But I know you're a computer science major." He reached for your notebook, scanning through what you've written. "Ah, so this is where you went wrong," he murmured before explaining everything to you.
After a good three hours of studying, you got up and stretched your arms. Kangmin helped you with a few sums and told you many tricks and tips to save time and make the problems easier to solve. He walked with you to your dorm building since his was right opposite yours. You caught a few people staring at the two of you, but you brushed it off; Kangmin was popular, so obviously they would stare. You had to admit, it felt quite weird to see people staring at you. You were sure they all would react the same way if you were with San.
"I'll see you tomorrow," Kangmin grinned, running his hand through his brown hair. You nodded with a smile before entering your dorm building.
-
You spent the entire week studying with Kangmin and sometimes Doyeon joined the two of you. You were really anxious about the exams, but Kangmin managed to make you calm down a little; you were really grateful for his company.
"So Jihoon asked me out and I said yes!" Hyewon said, making you and Doyeon squeal.
"Girl! I told you this day would come!" Doyeon exclaimed, making Hyewon blush. You and Doyeon teased her for blushing, laughing at how her cheeks got even pinker.
San secretly glanced at you from across the classroom, smiling at the sight of you laughing; he thought you were absolutely beautiful.
"What's he doing here?" Jongho muttered, making San and Mingi follow his line of sight.
"Probably here to find someone to fuck," Mingi said in an unbothered tone.
San focused his attention back on you until that very person tapped your shoulder. "Why the fuck is he talking to my girl?!"
You turned to look at the person who tapped your shoulder. "Oh, hey, Kangmin! What are you doing here?" you asked.
He pulled a notebook from his bag, handing it over to you. "I accidentally took your notebook yesterday, so I came to return it," he said. "Sorry about that."
"Oh no, it's okay, don't worry about it," you smiled. He was about to say something, but your professor arrived, so he had to leave and go to his own class.
After the lecture ended, you had lunch with Doyeon, Hyewon, and Jihoon at your dorm's dining hall. You couldn't help but gush about how great Hyewon and Jihoon's chemistry was; they were the cutest couple you have ever seen.
Your phone rang and you picked it up as it was San. "Hello?"
"Where are you?" San asked, sounding a little annoyed.
"At my dorm's dining hall," you replied. "Why?"
"Come to your room right now," he said and hung up before you could say anything. You quickly had the last few bites of your food before excusing yourself, telling your friends you had some work to do.
You made your way over to your room, spotting San right outside your door, wearing a blue hoodie with the hood up and a black mask. You unlocked your door with your key-card, feeling a little anxious due the serious look in your boyfriend's eyes. He closed the door before moving to sit on your bed.
"Sannie, what's wrong?" you asked, moving to stand in front of him. He stared up at you, staying silent for a while before he took off his mask, tossing it on your desk.
"Why did Ji Kangmin talk to you today?"
"He accidentally took my notebook yesterday so he came to return it," you answered honestly.
San raised an eyebrow. "Yesterday? Why were you with him yesterday?" he asked in a stern tone.
"We were studying. He was helping me with calculus."
San scoffed, getting off your bed. "I'm sure that's not what his true intentions are. Stay away from him." San's words annoyed you.
"And how do you know what his true intentions are?" you asked. "We were literally just studying, that's all."
"I don't fucking like him, Y/N. He isn't a good person and I don't want him anywhere near you. So please just stay away from him."
You sighed, glancing at the tiny cat tattoo on San's finger. "Fine..."
San gently cupped your cheek, making you look at him. He didn't like how disappointed you looked and he couldn't help but think about Kangmin stealing you away from him. "Baby... please trust me, he's just trying to get into your pants." You wanted to tell him that all those girls who flirt with him wanted the same, but you knew he already knew that and he liked the attention he got.
"Okay..." You moved away from him, picking up your textbook from your desk and placing it on your bed. "Do you wanna study with me?" you asked San.
"Nah, I'm not in the mood to study."
"You never are," you snorted, earning a wink from him.
"You study, I'll just take a nap here beside you," he said, placing a kiss on your forehead, lying down on your bed.
"Don't try anything, San," you warned him, lying down beside him. He chuckled, placing an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to his body.
San fell asleep while you studied. When you took a small break, you couldn't help but admire your sleeping boyfriend; he looked so angelic... ethereal, even. You placed a light kiss on his cheek before slowly getting off the bed to go to the bathroom.
When you came back, San was awake. "How long did I sleep?" he asked in a raspy voice.
"Almost two hours," you said, returning to your bed.
"Oh... oh crap! I should get ready. I've got a party to go to tonight," he said, stretching his arms. "Do you wanna come?"
You raised an eyebrow. "You already know my answer to that."
He chuckled, kissing your head. "Have fun studying, babe."
---
"Finally!" Doyeon yelled in happiness. "We're finally done after two weeks of torture!"
"Thank god we have an entire week off," you said, gently massaging your aching wrist.
"These exams were way harder than I expected," Hyewon said and you agreed. "You both are coming for Kang Hyunsuk's party tonight, right?"
"Of course! It's in a huge mansion, you know? Besides, I need to get drunk and laid in luxury," Doyeon said, making you and Hyewon laugh.
You quickly got ready at Doyeon's dorm in the evening before taking a cab to Kang Hyunsuk's mansion that was fortunately not too far away.
The mansion was decorated with LED lights inside and out. The large hall was converted into a dance floor and he even hired a DJ. You were sure more than half of the students at your college was here, and there were certainly a lot of people from the neighboring colleges as well.
Doyeon grabbed your hand, pulling you to the large kitchen where the drinks and snacks were. You both took two shots of vodka each before you greeted some of your classmates. Doyeon was already really tipsy due to her poor alcohol tolerance. On the other hand, you took another shot and you were still quite sober.
"Wow, Y/N, you look so hot!" Hyewon said, approaching you with Jihoon.
You were wearing a lacy dusty-rose bralette with black ripped jeans and combat boots. The bralette showed off more cleavage than you'd usually show, but you were feeling a little extra today.
You noticed Yunho approaching the kitchen with Seonghwa and Hongjoong, his eyes scanning Doyeon from head to toe. You nudged Doyeon with your elbow, gesturing to Yunho with your eyes. She glanced around, eyes landing on Yunho who gave her a smirk. She smiled at him before moving towards him. She whispered something in his ears, making him drag her away immediately. You weren't expecting your bestfriend to ditch you this early, but oh well.
"Hey Y/N," Seonghwa greeted you. "Have you seen San or Jongho?"
"Nope, I came to the kitchen as soon as I got here," you replied, pouring yourself another shot.
"Ah, all right." Seonghwa and Hongjoong took a drink before they disappeared into the crowd.
One of your friends dragged you outside to the area beside the swimming pool; she wanted to introduce you to some people from another university. You spotted San, Jongho, Wooyoung, Mingi, and Yeosang on the other of the pool, surrounded by girls as usual. There were a few guys there and they were all playing a game of spin the bottle. There was a girl sitting on your boyfriend's lap, and that annoyed you a lot. You couldn't do anything about it since San didn't want anyone to know about your relationship. When you got to see the girl's face, your eyes widened; it was your ex-bestfriend, Park Hyejoo. You scoffed in disbelief; San knew who she was and what she did to you in high school, yet he let her sit on his lap. You tried not to pay attention to them by focusing on the conversation your friend was having with the people she had introduced you to. It somewhat worked... until you heard cheers and whistles which caught everyone's attention.
Hyejoo's face was buried in San's neck, no doubt giving him a hickey. He wasn't even pushing her away. You felt your eyes tear up, but you blinked it away. You couldn't look away until she pulled away. And then she kissed him, causing you to gasp.
"Why are you so surprised?" your drunk friend asked you. "She fucks around as much as Choi San does. I even heard they're fuck buddies."
San pulled away from Hyejoo, but he only smirked at her, making no effort to push her off his lap. Yeosang—who was sitting beside San—noticed you watching, and he immediately elbowed San. "You fucked up big time, bro," Yeosang murmured in his ear.
"What do you mean?" San asked.
"Y/N's over there. She saw everything."
San glanced around until his eyes found your disappointed and sad ones. He wasn't even expecting you to attend the party. He scanned you from head to toe, eyes darkening due to the way you looked in that outfit.
"You dumb fuck," Yeosang muttered, low enough for only San to hear. "Are you seriously eye-fucking her right now? Put your damn reputation aside and go talk to her before you fuck shit up more, idiot!"
San excused himself, pushing your ex-bestfriend off his lap, making his way over to you. But of course, he couldn't be seen with you, so he just gestured with his head for you to follow him. Even though you were so upset, you followed him a few seconds later. He stopped at the garden where there was no one; you could still hear the blasting music from here.
San was dressed in all black and he looked absolutely irresistible. You would've asked him to fuck you right here against the wall, but you were damn pissed at the moment.
"Damn, babe," he said, lips pulling into a smirk. "My girl's looking so hot." He reached out to pull you into his arms, but you took a step back. San frowned. "Babe..."
"You knew what Hyejoo did to me," you said with a bitter chuckle. "And you let her sit on your lap." You pointed at the hickey on his neck. "You let her do that to you despite the fact that you have a girlfriend, who is in fact, standing right in front of you!" You would never lash out like this if it wasn't for the alcohol in your system. Hyejoo bullied you a lot in high school to the point where you had to change schools. San knew every little detail of what Hyejoo did, and you remembered how angry he was when you told him about it.
"Babe, calm down, please," San said softly.
"Calm down? You want me to calm down?! That fucking bitch was sitting on your fucking lap the entire time and she gave you a damn hickey! You didn't even stop her!"
"It was just a dare and—"
You scoffed. "And what about the kiss?"
"She kissed me. I didn't kiss back, I swear!"
"And you made no effort to push her off your damn lap even after that, right?"
San sighed; he really didn't want to fight with you right now. "I think you're overreacting, Y/N. Like I said, it was only a dare."
"Yeah, how about I go sit on another man's lap and suck his neck, hmm? I fucking bet you would love that," you chuckled bitterly. San clenched his jaw at your words; if that were to ever happen, he wouldn't hesitate to punch that guy.
"That's not going to happen," he placed his hands on your bare waist, pulling you against his body. "Let's not fight, okay?" he murmured, kissing your head.
You moved away from him, eyeing the hickey on his neck with disgust. "Fuck off, San," you mumbled. "I need a damn drink." Before San could could say anything, you made your way to the table of drinks beside the pool. You quickly downed three shots, eyes closing at the way the liquid burned your throat.
"Woah, woah, slow down there. You'll choke," you heard someone say from behind you.
"Who gives a fuck?" you muttered.
"Well, I certainly do, darling," Kangmin said, moving to stand in front of you. "You look really nice, even though you look like you could murder someone right now."
You glanced at San who returned back to where he was sitting before. Hyejoo started clinging to him, and he made no effort to do anything about it again. You rolled your eyes, not even surprised that your words went into San's ears and left just as fast. "Believe me, I want to," you said, feeling the alcohol starting to hit you harder.
"I don't know who pissed you off, but loosen up, yeah?" Kangmin said, pouring himself a drink. You noticed the tattoos all over his arms, one of them catching your eye. You grabbed his arm, trying to get a better look. "It's a... squirting dick?" you tried to control yourself from laughing.
"My friend's a tattoo artist and he tattooed it on me without telling me," he said with a chuckle.
"I want one too," you whined. "I want one now."
"What? A squirting dick?"
You lightly punched his bicep, swaying a little due to the effect of the alcohol in your system. "No, a good tattoo!"
"You're drunk right now, darling," he chuckled. "It's never a good idea to get a tattoo when you're drunk, trust me."
You pouted. "But I want a tattoo."
He placed his cup on the table and moved his hands to cup your cheeks. "I promise I'll take you to get a tattoo this week, okay? Now, let's go dance, hmm?" You nodded, letting him drag you inside to the dance floor.
San saw everything and his hands clenched into fists. He was so tempted to punch Kangmin and yell at him to stay away from you, but he couldn't risk his reputation like that; he didn't want anyone to know about your relationship no matter what. San went to where you were standing before, taking a tequila shot while he wondered what to do.
"Ji Kangmin and Y/N? Damn!" San overheard someone say.
"I didn't expect him to make a move on her," the other person said. "She's a goody two shoes and he's far from that."
"Kangmin likes women like that actually," the first person said. "And Y/N is very pretty. I'm not very surprised that he went for her."
"Hmm. They do look great together. He seems to like her a lot, no? I saw him walk her to her dorm last week." San's jaw clenched and he quickly made his way inside, searching for you. The dance floor was so crowded, he couldn't even get a glimpse of you anywhere. He tried calling you, but you didn't pick up. He tried calling Doyeon, but she didn't pick up as well.
"Fucking hell," he muttered under his breath, moving through tons of drunk, sweaty people, trying to find you.
After nearly fifteen minutes, he found you sitting alone on of the sofas, head resting on the armrest. "Y/N!"
"Kangmin...?" you lifted your head. "Oh, it's you."
"We're leaving," San said, grabbing your hand.
"No, f-fuck you," you hiccupped. "Go fuck off to Hyejoo." San ignored your words, taking his phone out to book a cab to his apartment. He helped you stand up and pulled you along with him. You wanted to protest, but your body was aching and you really just wanted to sleep.
You fell asleep on San's shoulder in the cab. He carried you bridal style and unlocked his door with the passcode, moving to his bedroom. He gently placed you on the bed and removed your boots. You opened your eyes due to the movement, feeling quite sick. "San..." you murmured. "I think I'm gonna throw up." San quickly lifted you up and took you to the bathroom, holding your hair back while you threw up in his toilet. He gently rubbed your back until you were done.
You brushed your teeth with the toothbrush you kept at San's place, and you took a quick hot shower, sobering a little. San gave you one of his t-shirts to wear and he dried your hair for you.
As soon as your head landed on the pillow, you fell asleep.
-
When you woke up, your head was pounding terribly. You slowly opened your eyes, immediately recognizing that you were in San's apartment; you couldn't remember much of what happened last night. You moved to his bathroom to take a painkiller and finish your morning routine. After you took a shower, you wore one of his black hoodies with one of your shorts that you usually kept at his place.
You felt a pair of muscly arms wrap around you. "You look so good in my clothes," San murmured, placing a kiss on your head. You turned around in his arms, titling your head back to look at him. You were about to wrap your arms around his neck, but your eyes landed on the hickey on his neck, reminding you of the events that happened last night, making you immediately pull yourself away from his embrace.
San frowned. "Babe—"
"San," you start. "Is your reputation that important that you can't even push another girl away when she's throwing herself at you? Especially when you know just how terrible that girl is?" you asked.
San took your hands in his. "Y/N, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have let—"
"But you still did," you argued. "Why don't you want to tell people about us, San? Is it because I'm not like you or your friends? Do you think I'm not attractive enough to be next to you?" He didn't say anything. "I feel like you're just using me," you continued, remembering the amount of times you've heard people say San only screws around. "Do you even love me?" The last question made San freeze. You had fallen in love with San months ago, but he didn't know and probably wouldn't have even noticed.
You waited for him to say something, but he only kept quiet, eyes fixated to the floor. "San, I think we should just," you gulped, eyes tearing up again. "We should b-break up. I really can't tolerate this anymore..." Your words felt like knifes were constantly slicing his heart. "Don't you have anything to say?" you asked, hoping he would fight for you or convince you that continuing this relationship is worth it. You wished he would change.
"How can I when you've already made up your mind?" San murmured, avoiding your eyes. "If you think breaking up is what's best then okay..." he wanted to say much more. He wanted to beg you to not leave him. He wanted to tell you just how much he loved you. But he couldn't. Even if he tried, he just couldn't.
"I'll collect my stuff from here tomorrow," you mumbled, putting your boots on. San could only nod as he watched you.
Before you could leave, San stopped you. "I... I just wanted to ask you... if you ever," he took a deep breath. "If you ever loved me."
You smiled sadly. "It doesn't matter," you whispered, but it was loud enough for him to hear you. "Take care, San," you mumbled before walking out the door, shattering his heart.
-
"You fucked up even more," Yeosang said, watching San smoke a cigarette.
"That's very helpful. Makes me feel great," San stated sarcastically, blowing the smoke to the air.
"No offense, Sannie, but I agree with Yeosang," Hongjoong said. "You should've told her how you felt instead of keeping quiet."
"I know," San sighed. "But she already made up her mind."
"Dude, you're really dense," Wooyoung stated. "She asked you if you had something to say. That translates to 'fight for me.' I don't think you've noticed, but Y/N is definitely in love with you."
San's head shot up. "She wouldn't have broken up with me if she really loved me, Woo."
Seonghwa groaned in frustration. "If I was in Y/N's place, I would dump your stupid ass too."
"Agreed," Yeosang said. "I told you before, San, your reputation is going to fuck up everything. You need to let go of your past as well before it's too late."
"Ji Kangmin's got his eyes on her," Mingi stated. "I heard his friends talking about it."
"Yeah, I heard that too. Y/N is close to him," Jongho added.
San rolled his eyes, taking a drag from the cigarette. "He has nothing else to do other than stealing the girls I like."
"Exactly, and you're letting him do it again," Yunho said, taking the cigarette away from San and crushing it with his shoes. "You have to make a decision Sannie. Either you sort things out with Y/N, or you lose the woman you love to that very bastard again."
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"So you had the hots for Y/N, huh?" Kangmin asked San while he waited in line to order his drink.
"That's none of your business," San said in a cold tone to his ex-bestfriend.
"I saw you talking to her privately that day," he said, referring to the party you attended almost two weeks ago. San ignored his words. "I don't know what was going on between the two of you," Kangmin continued. "But whatever it was, I'm glad it didn't last long. I want to make her mine."
San scoffed. "You just want to get into her pants."
Kangmin snorted. "Obviously. But after spending two weeks with her, without you around, I'm quite interested. Y/N is gorgeous and has a great personality. She's a rare gem, you know? I bet she'd be just as wonderful in bed and tastes as sweet as she loo—"
San took a step towards Kangmin, grabbing the collar of his shirt. "If you don't shut the fuck up, I'll break your damn face!" San warned.
"Ohhh, I'm so scared," he teased, pushing San away. "Fuck off, Choi San. Someone like Y/N doesn't deserve a bastard like you. You weren't and will never be good enough for her." San chose to ignore him, not wanting to cause a big scene at the café. Kangmin's words stabbed him in the heart. San always thought he wasn't good enough for you, but he never expected to hear anyone say it out loud.
Kangmin's phone started ringing and he couldn't help the smirk that formed on his face. "Hey, gorgeous," he answered, loud and clear. "I'm at the café near your building, getting you your favorite drink and some cupcakes. I'll pick you up from class."
"That won't be necessary," you replied, pushing the door of the café to enter. You instantly spotted Kangmin and made your way towards him, unaware of San who was standing right behind him. "Hi!" you said to Kangmin who hung up once he saw you.
"Hey, beautiful! How was class?" he asked, secretly glancing at San; you still hadn't noticed San as your back was facing him.
"Ugh, tiring. I hate extra classes. I couldn't understand any—" your phone started ringing, interrupting your sentence. You answered the call as it was from your bestfriend.
"Where are you?" Doyeon asked.
"At the café near our dorm," you replied.
"Come over fast, we have to get ready for Hyewon's party. She wants us to come early cause she needs help."
"I'll be there in a bit."
-
"I didn't expect any of them to be here," you said to Doyeon while drinking some whiskey and coke from a red cup, watching your ex-boyfriend converse with his infamous group of friends; they usually went clubbing on Saturday nights. "Aren't you gonna go over to Yunho?"
"I don't wanna ditch you," she answered. You gently pushed her in Yunho's direction.
"Go, I'll be fine."
Before she could reply, Kangmin wrapped his arms around you, startling you a little. Doyeon gave you a wink before making her way towards her boyfriend, leaving you with Kangmin.
"Can we talk?" he whispered in your ear, making sure to move closer to your body once he noticed San watching. You nodded, letting him pull you upstairs. You had gotten quite close to Kangmin these last two weeks; you were really glad to have a friend like him. He distracted you from the pain you felt from not being with San anymore.
Kangmin gently pushed against the wall, trapping you between his arms. You gasped. "What are you doing?"
"I like you, Y/N," he confessed with a smile. "I wanna date you." Before you could say anything, he kissed you. You were a little too shocked, so you let him kiss you for a few seconds. When you regained your senses, you pushed him away. He stared at you, confused by your actions.
"Kangmin, I'm sorry, but I don't feel the same way..."
Kangmin rolled his eyes. "It's cause of Choi San, isn't it?"
"No," you lied. Of course it's cause of San. You were still in love with him. You didn't want to date anyone until you got over him. "I only see us as friends, Kangmin," you stated honestly. "You're a really good friend and I don't want to lose you."
Kangmin sighed. "Okay, let's just forget about this. Let's have a drink, hmm?" You nodded, following him downstairs to the kitchen.
You were talking to one of your friends while Kangmin got a drink for you.
"Thanks," you said, taking the cup from him. You took a sip of your drink. It tasted a little salty, but you didn't mind. You felt yourself relaxing a little while you nodded your head to the music. By the time you finished your drink, you felt pretty lightheaded. You clinged to Kangmin's arm. "Hey, could you take me to the couch?" you requested, words slurred. "I don't feel very good..."
"Of course," Kangmin lifted you into his arms, bridal style. He carried you upstairs into one of the rooms, shutting the door behind him with his foot. He placed you on the bed. "You don't know how long I've waited for this," he said, licking his lips while he took your crop-top off. You didn't know what was happening and your vision was really blurry. Kangmin pushed you onto your back before hovering above you. The sudden movement made your head spin even more, causing you to pass out. "Oh, too bad she couldn't stay conscious for this..." he murmured to himself. He ran his hands up from your jean-clad legs to the soft skin of your abdomen before reaching behind your body to unclasp your bra. Before he could pull the piece of clothing away from your body, the door swung open.
"You fucking bastard!" San yelled, pushing Kangmin off of you. Jongho and Hongjoong were right behind San.
"What the fuck, dude?!" Kangmin yelled. "Get out! Can't you see we're busy?!" His words pissed Jongho off. He immediately grabbed Kangmin by the collar and punched him twice in the nose. Kangmin fell to the floor, holding his broken, bloody nose in pain. Jongho wanted to punch him one more time, but Hongjoong held him back. "Don't. You'll end up killing him."
San started crying when he saw your passed out form; he couldn't even think about what would've happened if his friends didn't overhear Kangmin's friends talking about him spiking your drink. San clasped your bra back and put your crop-top on you before he lifted you into his arms. "I'm taking her to my apartment," he said to his friends.
"I'll drive you," Hongjoong offered.
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When you woke up, you immediately recognized your surroundings. You had absolutely no idea of how you ended up in your ex-boyfriend's bedroom.
Your head was pounding and you wondered what time it was as it was really sunny outside. Before you could get off San's bed, he entered the room.
"You're awake," he said softly, relief clear in his eyes. "Take a shower and come eat. You must be really hungry."
"What happened? What's the time right now?" you questioned, your heart racing at the mere sight of him in a lilac hoodie and black sweatpants.
"I'll tell you after you eat," he said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "It's three in the afternoon. Doyeon got some clothes for you. There's a spare toothbrush in the bathroom."
"Thanks," you mumbled, getting up to go to the bathroom.
After you took a shower, you made your way to San's kitchen. You took a seat at the dining table, looking at all the different dishes on the table.
"You made all this?"
San shook his head. "I wasn't able to cook today. Wooyoung and Seonghwa made it. They left a few minutes ago." You noticed how tensed and sad he was; you wanted to ask him what was bothering him, but you knew he wouldn't answer your question until you ate.
You both ate in a comfortable silence. You tried to recall the events from last night, but you weren't able to. You frowned, wondering if you really drank that much.
"Are you all right, San?" you asked, settling on his couch after you both finished eating.
He took a deep breath and you noticed the slight dark circles beneath his eyes. "Can I hug y-you?" he asked, voice cracking while his eyes teared up.
You immediately scooted closer to him on the couch, wrapping your arms around him. He buried his face in the crook of your neck while he held you tightly. His body shook convulsively while he cried, his tears wetting your neck. You ran a hand through his soft hair, knowing it would help calm him down a little.
San pulled away from you, wiping his tears with the sleeve of his lilac hoodie. "I'm sorry..."
You grabbed his hand, intertwining it with yours. "What happened, Sannie?"
Hearing you call him by his nickname brought another set of fresh tears to his eyes. Your other hand reached up to wipe his tears away.
"I love you, Y/N," he confessed, more tears rolling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you that before. I'm so sorry for being a jerk to you and prioritizing my reputation. I fucked up and I regret it so much." You took a deep breath, trying to control your rapid heartbeat while you listened to every word he said. "I felt like dying after what happened last night. I'm so sorry, this is all my fault," he sobbed.
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What happened last night?"
"O-Oh you don't remember...?" You shook your head. San cleared his throat, trying his best to not to break down again. "Wooyoung and Hongjoong overhead Ji Kangmin's friends say that he spiked your drink after you rejected him." you froze in shock. "They immediately told us about it, and me, Hongjoong, and Jongho rushed over to you. You weren't conscious when we found you. Your top was off and he was about to take your bra off as well, but I pushed him away. Then Jongho punched him. I brought you here after that."
You stared at San in disbelief. "Kangmin s-spiked my drink...?"
San nodded. "He had it all planned. I'm sorry, Y/N... none of this would've happened if he didn't see us together." You were too shocked to say anything; you couldn't believe Kangmin would go this low just cause you rejected him. "Ji Kangmin was my bestfriend in high school. After I got a girlfriend, he acted like a bitch to me cause he wanted her. I really loved her, and she cheated on me with him. He spread a lot of false shit about me after I ended our friendship. When I tried to move on with another girl, he took her away from me too. I didn't want other people to know about us only because he would find out. I didn't want him anywhere near you because I knew he would try to take you away from me. I didn't push Hyejoo away that day because he was watching me and would get suspicious of my actions if I pushed her away. I tried my best to do everything that would keep him away from you, but I still failed..."
You burst into tears, wrapping your arms around San; you had no idea he went through all this. "I'm sorry, San. I should've listened to you when you told me he wasn't a good person," you managed to say through sobs.
"No, Y/N, I'm the one who should say sorry for not telling you all of this before." He held you, gently rocking you back and forth while he cried with you. "Thank you for rejecting him..."
You pulled away, cupping his cheek. "How could I ever date someone else when I'm love with you, San?"
His heart raced in his chest due to your words. "That's why you rejected him?"
You nodded. "And I'm glad I did."
San smiled, leaning his forehead against yours. "Can I..." he hesitated "Can I kiss you?"
"Yes, please."
San immediately captured your lips with his own, kissing you oh so gently. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He smiled, causing you to smile as well while you kissed him; you both missed this so much. The kiss was slow and soft, the two of you just wanting to savor this moment. Your hands played with his hair while his hands lazily ran down the expanse of your back. San pulled away, holding you tight against his chest.
"I know I hurt you a lot and I don't even deserve to speak to you right now... but I want to start over, Y/N," San said honestly. "I want to treat you the way you deserve... show you off to the world... I want to make things right between us. These two weeks were pure torture without you, and I realized that I can't... I can't live without you, Y/N. I really need you, baby."
You rested your head on his chest and you could hear his fast heartbeat. "I need some time, Sannie." you noticed him tense up a little and you knew exactly what he was thinking. "And no, this isn't me indirectly rejecting you or anything. I want to be with you, San. I always have and that isn't gonna change. I just need a little time, considering everything that happened." San nodded in understanding. "I promise that I will come back to you."
"I love you and I'll wait for you," San said, placing a kiss on your head.
"Thank you... I love you too, Sannie." He giggled, loving the way you say those three heart-fluttering words. He cupped your cheek to pull you into another sweet kiss, making your heart race again.
The two of you knew that no matter what, you both would always find your way back to each other.
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cocobeanncteez · 3 years
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I wouldn't survive even for a millisecond xD
@a-soft-hornytiny @latte-fairytaekwoon @vocalyunho @couchpotatoaniki and anyone who wants to do it ❤
Camera Roll Roommates~
thanks for the tag @trashlord-007 ♡
rules: the last four idols saved in your camera roll are your roommates !!
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younghoon, sunwoo, seonghwa and hongjoong?
tagging @noriyoshis @pixelhwi @hwipetals @pikacuuuuuuu @piratewwx @miniyeo @yrsun @sightlysungie and everyone else who wants to do this
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cocobeanncteez · 3 years
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ATEEZ San- Explore (oneshot)
Genre: Fluff, smut, high school au.
Pairing: badboy!San x reader (fem)
Word Count: 2.5k
Warnings: profanities, masturbating for the first time, handjob, clit play, fingering.
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You took a bite of your sandwich, listening to your bestfriend talk to you and your friends about her first time with her boyfriend.
"I swear, nothing feels better than that," your bestfriend stated, taking a sip of her mango juice. "I can do it over and over again."
Miri laughed. "I told you you'd enjoy it! Now it's Y/N's turn!"
You nearly choked on your sandwich. "W-What?!"
"Y/N, I'm pretty sure you imagine Choi San fucking you until you see—"
"Shh!" you put your palm over her mouth. "We're in public! His crazy fans might hear you!"
A few months ago, you developed a crush on one of your school's badboys, Choi San, after he suddenly became interested in you after being partnered for an assignment. Initially, you thought he just wanted to get into your pants, but after five months of knowing him, you knew he genuinely cared about you. You couldn't deny that you liked the boy and of course you've thought about dating him, but you didn't know how he truly felt about you.
"I've seen the way you look at San," your bestfriend said with a smirk. "Not the lovey-dovey look, although I've seen that too, but I'm talking about the I-want-you-to-dick-me-down look." Your cheeks instantly turned a bright pink; were you really that obvious? Well, it's not your fault San looks irresistible. The man's a whole Greek God in your eyes.
"You should make a move on him, Y/N," Yeonhee said.
"Yeah, get some dick," Miri agreed.
"Guys, you're supposed to encourage me to study, not to have sex!" you said, finishing the remaining of your sandwich. "Besides, how will I let someone else do things to me when I've never done anything to myself?" Sure, you've made out before with your ex, but there was very minimal touching over the clothes and some tongue. You never went further than that.
"Then start with yourself, genius. Explore your body and get familiar with it," your bestfriend stated nonchalantly. "I have the perfect advice for you. Trust me, you'll love the experience once you start exploring yourself and it'll be even better when someone else does it for you."
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"Hey, mom? Do we have coconut oil?" you asked, entering her bedroom. "My lips are really chapped," you lied, knowing your mother would definitely fall for it.
"Yeah, it's in the kitchen in the third cabinet," she answered. "It's good that you're finally using something natural and not those chemical filled products." Oh, if only she knew. "Coconut oil is very safe and has a lot of benefits."
"Mhmm, yeah."
You wished your mother goodnight before you made your way to the kitchen, filling a tiny container with the oil. You couldn't buy sexual lube at the moment and you didn't want to wait, so this was your only option.
You went to your room, placing the tiny container on your bedside table while waiting for your parents to fall asleep. Once you were sure they were asleep, you locked your bedroom door.
You took off your clothes and lied down on your back, remembering all the advice your friends gave you.
You coated your fingers with the coconut oil before pressing it to your clit. You gently rubbed your nub in an up-and-down motion, closing your eyes while you thought of San hovering over you, imagining that your fingers were his. Your free hand moved to cup one of your breasts, giving it a gently squeeze. You could feel the heat at your hole, dripping with your essence while you increased the pace, rubbing your clit faster, imagining San slamming his cock in and out of you.
"San!" you moaned loudly, fingers moving faster on your clit; you were glad your parents' room was downstairs and on the other side of the house. Your back arched and your jaw dropped when you felt your clit become sensitive; it felt so so good. You kept rubbing at your nub until your legs shook and your clit was overstimulated. Was that it? Did you cum? You didn't even know. You assumed you didn't based on what your friends described an orgasm as.
You tried to rub yourself again, but your clit was too sensitive to handle it. You slowly sat up, putting your panties back on, feeling a little disappointed that you didn't orgasm. Oh well, you can always try again next time.
The sound of someone clearing their throat made you jump and you cover yourself with your blanket.
"San?!"
San was inside your room, leaning against your open balcony door, staring at you with a smirk on his face. He was dressed in ripped jeans and a white t-shirt, and yet, he looked absolutely divine.
San has come into your room a bunch of times, but you certainly weren't expecting him today. He always calls you before coming over, so you wondered why he didn't do that this time.
"I'm sorry for interrupting your... session," he said, although he didn't seem sorry at all. "I would've stayed outside, but it's really cold, and as you can see, I'm not wearing warm clothes."
You didn't really know what to say. "Uh, when did you get here?" 
"A minute or two before you moaned my name," he muttered with a smirk, making you pull the blanket up to cover your flushed face. So he saw pretty much everything?
San chuckled, moving to sit beside you on your bed. "Don't feel shy or embarrassed, Y/N," he pulled the blanket down to your neck to reveal your face. "I always think of you whenever I need to get off." You involuntarily let out a small whimper, feeling your sensitive clit throb at his words.
You sat up straight, letting the blanket fall to your waist, revealing your bare upper body. You noticed San gulp while his eyes took in the sight of your breasts. You wrapped your arms around his neck while you leaned in, gently kissing his jawline. San smiled, his hands moving to your bare waist, making you gasp at the feeling of his cold hands on your heated body.
Unable to control yourself, you crashed your lips onto his, and he responded immediately. You had imagined how it would feel to kiss San several times before, but this was a whole lot better.
Without breaking the kiss, you pushed him onto his back, straddling his lap. San smirked at your actions and you leaned down, reconnecting your lips. You involuntarily grinded onto his growing bulge, causing him to groan in pleasure. You could feel your panties sticking to your wet folds while you moved on him. Without breaking the heated kiss, San sat up, pulling you along with him, so that his back was resting against the headboard of your bed and you were still straddling him. He broke the kiss to trail open mouth kisses along your neck, making you tilt your head to give him more access.
"Can I touch you?" he mumbled against your skin, giving it a little nibble.
"Yes, please..."
San's hands moved up your body to your breasts. He gently massaged your breasts before taking one of your nipples in his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, giving it a little swirl before repeating the same action for the other one.
"You don't know how many times I've wanted to do this to you," he said, lips meeting yours in a quick kiss before he changed positions, hovering above you. "Every time I came to your room, I had to control myself so much from wanting to kiss you... to touch you..." his hand moved down to your thighs, giving it a squeeze before he teased your inner thighs. He slowly moved his hand to cup your clothed heat, making you whimper.
"Fuck, please touch me," you begged.
San slowly took your panties off, mouth watering at the sight of your glistening core. His fingers moved to your clit, gently stroking your sensitive nub. You grabbed his hand once your clit became too oversensitive again, stopping him from touching you.
"I... it's very sensitive from what I was... doing before. It was my first time, so I don't think I can handle more," you mumbled, cheeks heating up. That's when San noticed the tiny container of coconut oil on your bedside table.
"Oh, you masturbated for the first time today?" he asked. You nodded, a little embarrassed.
"And you were thinking of me while you did it? Fuck, that's so hot," he murmured, leaning down to kiss you. "Since you're overstimulated, I won't touch you there. But I can finger you, if and only if that's okay with you."
You nodded. "It won't hurt, right?"
"From what I've heard, it most likely won't. I'll be as gentle as possible."
"Okay... then finger me, please."
San kissed your neck while his fingers explored the area around your entrance, avoiding your sensitive clit; he didn't want to just shove his fingers up immediately. "Just relax, baby," he murmured against your skin, and your tense body relaxed a bit. He ran his finger along your wet folds, collecting your juices. He took his time, teasing you around that area, trying to get you wetter.
When you felt wetter, he moved his body to rest in between your legs. He slowly slipped a finger into your hole. "Does it hurt?" he asked. You shook your head and he continued pushing his finger all the way in. You winced at the slight sting you felt when he pulled his finger back a little. "Are you okay? Does it hurt, baby?"
"It stings a little, but it's tolerable," you said, your hands moving to his messy black hair.
San slowly started pumping his finger in you, trying to be as gentle as possible; the stingy feeling was starting to fade away and you let him know that. He tapped around your walls, searching for your g-spot. You sucked in a breath when he found your spot, clutching a fistful of his hair. "Found it," he smirked, continuing to finger you, making sure to hit that very spot.
"S-San..." you moaned, your walls clenching around his finger. He kissed and gently sucked on the skin of your inner thighs while he fingered you. You could feel something building up in your lower stomach, and you assumed you were close to orgasming. "San, I think I'm—"
"Let it go," he pumped his fingers faster, making your back arch. "Cum for me, baby." His words and a few more pumps was all it took for your orgasm to wash over you, making you loudly moan his name. He pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean, eyes closing at your taste. "So fucking sweet."
You pulled San into a kiss, tasting yourself, feeling really happy and relaxed. You felt his hard-on press against your inner thigh, and you instantly pulled away. "Let me help you now."
San pecked your lips. "It's fine, Y/N. This is all new to you so I don't want to make you uncomfortable or something."
"I'll be happy knowing that you're satisfied too," you said, running a hand through his hair. "But you'll have to show me how cause I've never done this before."
He chuckled cutely, kissing you softly before he sat against the headboard. "Grab the oil, baby. Pour some onto your palm," he said, pulling his t-shirt over his head, revealing his toned abs. You did as he said while watching him unzip his jeans, taking it off along with his briefs, causing his hard cock to slap against his lower stomach, the tip leaking with precum. Your eyes roamed all over his naked body; you always thought San looked extremely handsome, but now he looked even better.
"Touch me, Y/N," he said with a smile, grabbing your attention. "You just have to touch me like this," he showed you how to do it and gave you a few tips.
"Okay..."
You gently wrapped your oily hand around his length, earning a slight hiss from him. You moved your hand up and down his length just like he showed you, lubricating it with the oil. You twisted your hand slightly, moving closer to his tip. "Fuck," he muttered when you swiped your finger along his slit; you mentally noted that he liked it. Your hand moved back down and you added a little pressure, slowly jerking him off. "You're doing so well, baby," he moaned, staring at you with hooded eyes, lower lip caught in between his teeth. You increased the pace, making him buck his hips up. "Keep going, doll... I'm so close." You moved your hands faster, earning a loud groan from San while he orgasmed, his cum shooting onto his stomach and some spilling onto your hand. You stroke him for a few more seconds before removing your hand.
San pulled you into a quick kiss. "That was amazing, Y/N. You did so well."
"T-Thanks..." you blushed. "I'm glad you liked it."
"I loved it," he pecked your lips. "Let's clean up, hmm?" You nodded, and the two of you made your way to your bathroom.
San told you about his day while you both washed up. After you both got dressed, you cuddled on your bed, resting your head on his chest.
"Oh, by the way... I actually came here to tell you something," San said, intertwining your hand with his.
"Tell me what?" you questioned sleepily; you could hear his heartbeat speed up.
San took a deep breath, feeling quite nervous. "I... I like you, Y/N," he confessed. "I've liked you ever since we worked on that assignment together. My feelings just keep getting stronger, so I just had to let you know today."
You moved so that you could see his face that was filled with hope and anxiety because he wasn't sure if you felt the same way even after what you both did minutes ago.
You reached up to cup his cheek, hand moving down to run along his sharp jawline. You brought his face closer to yours, capturing his lips in a soft, slow kiss, instantly making his tense body relax. You pulled away slightly to say, "I like you too, Sannie."
San smiled wide, his dimples showing. He pulled you into a kiss even though he wasn't able to stop smiling.
He pulled away to look at you, his hand gently running through your hair. "Would you do me the honor of going on a date with me tomorrow?"
You nodded with a smile, pecking his cheek. "Gladly."
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cocobeanncteez · 3 years
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Ateez Reactions- You kiss him out of the blue.
Seonghwa:
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Seonghwa had just come back from his hometown, telling you all about his short trip and about a restaurant his aunt opened.
"Ah, the tteokbokki was amazing! The menu is filled with all my favorite food!" Seonghwa said to you, his beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement, making you stare at him in awe. "And it's right beside the ocean! You can see the pretty sunsets and—"
You quickly leaned in and kissed him, unable to stop yourself. Seonghwa was surprised for a second, but he kissed you back.
He pulled away, a large smile on his face. "What was that for, love?"
"I couldn't stop myself... your eyes are literally shining," you stated, running your hand through his soft hair.
Seonghwa only chuckled, pulling you into a sweet kiss to hide how flustered he became by your words and actions.
Hongjoong:
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Hongjoong was rearranging his clothes in his closet, trying to make more space. He was humming to a song, doing a little dance while folding and placing his clothes in the closet.
You watched him do a little shoulder dance while he got a few hangers. You didn't know why he was in such a good mood today, but you were really happy to see him like this.
You just thought that he looked adorable, so you walked up to him and kissed him, taking him by surprise as he didn't know you already arrived at his place.
"You're so cute, Joong."
He chuckled, pulling you into his arms. "When did you come?"
"About three minutes ago. What's got you so happy today?"
He grinned, placing multiple kisses on your face. "You. I'm so happy that you're here!"
Yunho:
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You were one of Ateez's makeup artists. You started dating Yunho around nine months ago and you've been nothing but happy ever since.
You were doing Yunho's makeup in the waiting room of a music show. Yunho had just met his role model, Yunho from TVXQ, for the first time, and he couldn't stop giggling in happiness.
"Yunho... stay still," you mumbled, trying to contour his jawline.
"Okay," he said, but started giggling five seconds later.
You glanced around the room, checking if everyone was occupied; you and Yunho preferred to be professional even though all the staff knew about your relationship.
When you saw that no one was paying attention, you leaned in and kissed Yunho, making him stop giggling.
Unfortunately, five seconds later, he giggled even more. "Sorry... I'll try not to laugh," he said, hitting his chest, though you both knew it was impossible at the moment.
Yeosang:
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Yeosang was lying down on your bed, reading a book while you worked on a university assignment.
When you took a break, you glanced at Yeosang for a second. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed while he focused on the book.
You don't know why you felt like kissing him at that moment, but you did it anyway.
"Do you want something to drink?" you asked after kissing him, getting off the bed.
Yeosang's cheeks visibly turned pink; he wasn't used to you randomly kissing him. "Uh... I—" he started chuckling, hiding his face with the book; he was quite shy as your relationship was still new.
"Ohhh, do I fluster you that much? Should I do it again?" you teased, sounding exactly like Wooyoung.
Yeosang nodded his head, moving the book down to reveal his pretty eyes, laughing shyly. "You're spending too much time with Wooyoung."
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You were seated beside San on the couch, scrolling through your social media while he played a video game.
Once you got bored, you opted to watch him play instead, finding it quite amusing how his hands were moving fast on the controller while his eyes were practically glued to the TV screen. Every once in a while, he let out little sound effects.
"Oh no no no noo! Oh my god, I died! Oh shit," he muttered, a cute pout immediately forming on his face after his character died.
He was about to restart the game, but you cupped his cheek, pulling him into a quick kiss. San was surprised for a second before he kissed you back.
When you pulled away, San became a happy, giggling mess, instantly forgetting about the game. "Babe! What was that for?"
"For being so cute," you replied, poking his dimple.
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You walked over to Mingi and pulled him into a sudden kiss. Your reason for it was that he was rapping with his deep voice with a big smile on his face, looking insanely adorable.
"I'm not complaining... but what was that for?" Mingi asked, pulling you against him by your waist.
"Do I need a reason to kiss my boyfriend?" you asked, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Mingi grinned. "Or maybe you just wanted me to shut up?"
You chuckled and shook your head. "Nope, I love listening to you rap and you very well know that." You stood on your tippy toes to place a kiss on his cheek. "You have such a deep voice for someone who looks like a giant baby."
Mingi pouted. "I'm not a baby."
You chuckled, pecking his lips. "Whatever you say... baby."
Wooyoung:
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You were one of Ateez's choreographers. You started dating Wooyoung quite recently after he accidentally told you about his feelings for you when he got tipsy.
You were currently in the practice room, watching your boyfriend trying to perfect a certain dance move he was struggling with; you told him it didn't have to be extremely perfect since he already did it well, but he didn't listen to you.
"I got it!" Wooyoung said with a satisfied smirk, glancing at you through the mirror. "Right...?"
You didn't say a word. You simply got up from the floor and walked towards him. He thought he messed up and you were going to show him how it's done, but instead, you kissed him.
"Does this mean I did it correctly?" he mumbled against your lips, hands moving to grip your waist.
"It was perfect."
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Jongho was singing random songs while you scrolled through your social media.
When he started singing a sweet love song, you kept your phone aside to listen. You didn't want to interrupt his heavenly vocals, but you weren't able to control yourself, so you placed a soft kiss on his lips.
Jongho giggled, cheeks immediately turning pink. It took him a few seconds to calm down before he asked you why you suddenly kissed him.
"I don't know, I just felt like kissing you," you answered, intertwining your hands. "Your voice is amazing, Jongho. It's really calming."
Jongho brought your intertwined hands to his lips, placing a lingering kiss on it. "Thank you, love. But you'll get tired of my voice one day," he teased.
You shook your head. "Nope, never. I could listen to it forever," you honestly said, making his cheeks turned even pinker.
"I love you," he murmured, pulling you into a sweet kiss.
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