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[mybiasisexo]

HI! Happy New Year!

Can I request #51 with Chanyeol pls? Wishing you all the best for 2024! Thanks in advance!

Distraction 🏋️‍♂️

Genre: fluff | personal trainer!au Pairing: Chanyeol x f.Reader Length: 2.3k Warnings: Chanyeol is a warning all in himself boy!!!

a/n: I said i was gonna make a gym drabble and baby here it is!!! This isnt really fluff, but its def not angst. What other genres are there??? I could've made this 6k is2g lmao i want the smut 😂. but ayye these are just drabbles! I'll behave. Sorry for the delay! Thank you so much for the request 😚 this gif of him alwaaaays makes me crazy like if i stare at it for too long ill scream. no im not ok thanks for asking

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

Dread filled you as you gazed at the building looming in front of you. Your worst enemy—the gym.

You despised the place for two reasons. The first was simple, it was a gym, pretty self-explanatory. The second reason was your personal trainer, Park Chanyeol.

You swore from the moment he was assigned to you he made it his mission to make you never come back. He had to have a torture kink or something, with the stuff he had you doing. You’ve pushed yourself to the point of puking a few times under his care, and still he would make you keep going.

And sure, you were seeing results. And, yeah, it was getting easier. You felt yourself growing stronger with every session. He was good at what he did, even if his practices had you questioning the legality of it all.

With a withering sigh, you got out of your car and made your way to what was your personal hell.

You spotted Chanyeol as soon as you entered. He was standing in the middle of the room, arms crossed, legs spread apart, looking rather unimpressed as he hovered over a guy struggling to do pushups.

You tried not to stare too long at those exposed arms, the massive muscles bulging over his just as firm chest. He always wore the same thing: black basketball shorts with a black muscle shirt that left little to the imagination of how much time he spent at the gym. You’d only ever seen him work out once yourself and…. You refused to let your thoughts wander to that moment.

As if he could hear where your mind was attempting to go, his eyes flickered up to where you were scanning in your membership badge. A wolfy grin split his face as he took you in, the heat of his gaze made you shiver.

He only acknowledged you for a second. It took you a beat too long to realize he was counting his client’s reps. Ignoring him, you headed over to a secluded corner and started your warm up stretches. Chanyeol helped the poor dude up, that strength of his coming in clutch when his client’s knees buckled and he almost hit the floor.

You winced, knowing that pain. Luckily, this gym had darkly painted walls and dim lighting to give its customers a sense of privacy. It helped that it was later in the night, nearing eleven, so there wasn’t many people present to watch him struggle. As well as yourself. That was why you preferred coming late. Less people, less judgement, and it wore you out enough that you could go straight to bed as soon as you got home—after a post workout meal, if Chanyeol were to ask.

He clapped the scraggly man on his back, making him cough, and gave some uplifting words as they slowly made their way to the front door. You were just finishing your stretches when thick bowlegs were in front of you. You were sitting on the floor, so you had to look up, up, up that firm trunk of a frame to meet those round eyes of his alight with humor.

“You actually showed up today?” Chanyeol asked, tilting his head curiously. His shaggy hair fell into his stare.

You glared at him as you climbed to your feet. “Well, I figured you haven’t killed me yet.”

“Yet.” His grin was a warning. He nudged his head to the rather empty machines. “Come on. It’s leg day.”

You let out a relieved breath. It was torture for sure, but leg day was your favorite. He led you to a machine and you got to work.

You tried to focus on the tasks given to you. To focus on your posture, your breathing, on keeping your core tight. But, it was rather difficult when something, or rather someone, was far more distracting.

That was another thing about Chanyeol that you despised. When you first found out he was going to be your trainer, your immediate thought was ‘hell no’. You were hesitant to have a male trainer to begin with, but this one? He was fine as all hell. Too fine. And with that smirk he gave you when you first refused his help—the one he still gave you, mind you—you knew he was going to be a problem.

Matters were only made worse when you actually trained with him. During your sessions, he was nothing but professional. His goal was to help you through your workouts and he did. His large hands would skim over your body as he fixed your posture, or added pressure against your legs so that you knew where to put your weight. His voice was deep and he would use it to encourage and praise you. There was never any teasing or animosity while you trained. His voice would sink into your brain, scramble your thoughts and leave your body boiling. Especially when he’d hit you with a ‘good girl’ or ‘just like that. Perfect’.

He had to know what he was doing.

It was near the end of your session, you had one last work out to do.

“Save the best for last,” Chanyeol said as he took you to a bizarre looking machine.

“And what the hell is this thing?” You asked with a lifted eyebrow.

“It’s called a hip abductor,” he explained to you like he thought you were dumb.

You ignored his tone. “How’re you supposed to use it?”

“Sit on it and I’ll show you.”

You brushed off the innuendo, and prayed he didn’t catch the heat on your face. Instead, you bumped the machine with your shoe, warily taking it in. You were exhausted, and didn’t want to do another set of nothing.

“Why don’t you demonstrate for me?” You suggested.

Chanyeol lifted an eyebrow and you shrugged in response. “What? I’ve never seen you work out before. How do I know you’re qualified to train me?”

He barked a laugh at that, knowing you’re bullshitting now. “I imagine your glutes are enough proof of my teaching abilities.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “And why are you looking at my glutes?”

He shrugged, feigning innocence. “Just making sure I’m doing my job.”

You crossed your arms over your chest and hummed, unable to think of a good comeback. Instead, you nudged your chin towards this ‘hip abductor’.

“I know what you’re doing,” he said. Despite his words, he didn’t call you out. You watched as he plopped onto the machine with a sigh. You couldn’t help but grin victoriously, eager to see the man at work.

He adjusted the weight, settled into the seat, and then pushed his thighs against the pads, spreading his legs out wide before bringing them back in. He began explaining what he was doing, what muscles he was working, and the proper way to move, but you could barely hear a word over the way his thick thighs flexed, the muscle underneath stretching the skin.

You realized then that your roles were reversed, and a brilliant idea popped into your head. He was always teasing you during your sessions, and now was your turn to have some fun and return the favor.

You took a couple steps closer to him, studying him more, like you were invested in getting everything right. Then you ran your fingers down his arm and he faltered for a second.

“Am I supposed to hold on to the seat like that?”

You didn’t miss the way his grip tightened, his knuckles whitening.

“Yeah,” he said between clenched teeth.

He pushed his legs out again, and you’re quick to fill the new space, forcing him to keep them open.

Your name left his mouth in a warning. That only made your grin grow wider.

He glared up at you. “What are you doing?”

“Testing to see how long you can hold this position.”

He said your name again, but you interrupted him before he could finish. “You always push me. Why don’t I test your limits for once?”

Something ignited in his eyes and the lights ahead shown in them hauntingly. “Who says you don’t already do?”

“What?” You asked, startled by how gently the words left his full lips.

He didn’t repeat himself, but he appeared to give into your challenge. He sunk more into his seat, eyes never left yours as he held the position, too competitive for his own good. Though it worked in your favor.

You’re not sure how much time passed, but it felt like hours of you standing between his legs, both never looking away from the other.

Finally, you decided it was time to up the ante. Sweat had started to gather on his forehead and neck, but most importantly, a slight tremor had started in his legs.

“What’s wrong?” You asked with a fake pout. “Can’t hold it anymore?”

“I’m chilling,” he replied back, but you heard the strain in his voice.

“Is that so?” You grinned again and rested the palm of your hands above his knees on either side of you. “You’re shaking.”

You took your time scaling his body before meeting his eyes again. He was holding his breath, but something in his expression was begging you to continue.

So, you did.

Slowly, you dragged your hands further up his legs, remembering all the times he had done the same. Although he was always professional about it. He only touched you when he had to. There was nothing professional about your touch. All the sexual frustration you’ve felt because of this man had seemed to bubble over and took control of your limbs. In this moment, you wanted him to understand what he did to you, wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine.

His eyes fluttered as you dragged his shorts up with your wrists, wanting to feel his warm skin.

You quickly glanced around the gym, noticing you were the only ones left, and that made you even more bold. Nearly at his hips, you went to move your hands to his crotch.

Chanyeol was fast. Before you knew what happened, he had snatched your wrists with one hand, putting a halt to your little game and causing you to gasp in surprise.

Your ministrations had you bent over him, so your faces were only an inch or two apart. He leaned forward, brushing his nose against yours, the hair on his forehead tickled your own.

“You’re playing with fire here,” he warned, voice a steady grumble against your lips. When he pulled back to take in your expression, you saw the burning inferno ready to wreak havoc in his gaze. You knew that if he were to let go of those flames, it would burn away all pretenses, all politeness, and rules.

And you wanted that. You wanted his fire to consume you, wanted his desire to engulf and burn and hurt.

There was a pause as you both study each other, waiting to see who would break first. You found your arms shaking in his grip, not with the usual soreness you’d usually be shaking with at this time of your appointment. It was adrenaline, your own desire raised to meet his.

Of course, he felt it too. “How long have you wanted me, Sweetheart?”  He sounded deceitfully sweet, and it made your sore legs weak. He gathered that much, so he gathered you. Large hands went to your waist, easily lifting you up so that you were now straddling him. With you on his lap, he could finally close his legs, and he did so with a relieved huff. A mocking laugh left your mouth, but he put an end to it by pushing you down so that you were seated fully on him—right on his bulge.

“Oh!” You startled. You blinked up at him innocently before throwing back at him, “how long have you wanted me?”

He hummed thoughtfully, running his hands up your thighs to hold your hips. He pressed his lips to your ear, “from the moment I first saw you.”

You shivered at both his confession and his warm breath on your skin. It took everything in you not to roll your hips into him, the pressure of him just as much a tease as his expression and words and touch.

“That being said,” he started, and you already knew you weren’t going to like what he was about to say. “You have a workout to finish.”

“I can think of a few alternatives that are just as effective,” you said, giving into the temptation to gently grind against him.

He bit his lip, holding back a moan as he forced you to stop with his hands on your hips. His attention fell to your chest hovering in front of his face. “You’re not getting out of this one. Nice try though.”

You groaned and straightened, slumping dejectedly. He chuckled before wrapping an arm around your waist, standing abruptly. You squealed, holding onto him as he turned around to sit you down onto the seat of the machine.

“Chanyeol,” you whined.

“Hey, I let you stall, didn’t I?”

“I mean yeah, but we were in the middle of something.”

“I tell you what. Finish this set and I’ll reward you.”

“Reward me how?” You questioned skeptically. His idea of a reward usually benefited him more than you.

As an answer, he stuck out his tongue, wagging it quickly at you. Your eyes widened in shock, scandalized. But the burning in your abdomen and the way your legs pressed together was a dead giveaway to how enticing a reward that was.

“Fine,” you grumbled, adjusting the weight and starting doing your reps.

Chanyeol’s loud laugh echoed throughout the building at your eagerness.

“If I knew that was all the encouragement you needed, I would’ve incorporated it sooner.”

“Shut up,” you muttered.

“Make me.” He smirked.

“Oh, I will be as soon as I get that reward you promised.”

When you left the gym some time later, you couldn’t help but to think maybe your trainer wasn’t that bad afterall.

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[15001700tt]

Welcome!

hopefully this will all make sense. so if you don’t know yet, this is my main blog. i made this account back in 2014-2015 for Harry Potter Gext Gen and since then i have changed fandoms like 6 or 7 times. but we’ve made a full circle and we’re back where we started so its a post thats been long due I suppose. I never thought to separate the fandoms by side blogs because I am an occasional dumbass so everything is on one blog. so here are the fandoms I am interested in and write for. I don’t write for all of the fandoms I am in and I do write for specific ships. hopefully this will clear things up if you’re ever confused

I write for:

My writeblr @halie15x​

Kdramas

- Descendants of the Sun

- While You Were Sleeping 

- Dokgo Rewind

- (I’ll update the list if I decide to write for more.)

Kpop

- Exo x reader/x Y/N

- Exo x Collision Lane (my Virtual band I created for Exo)

Marvel

Avengers discord server!

Cap 3 Meta. || Hulk vs Thanos Meta. ||  Cap’s Ending ||  

- Friends!Avengers

hole-y intros

- Bucky Barnes x Reader

Terms of Endearment. -> one shot

- Loki Laufeyson x Darcy Lewis

- Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D

            ~Ward and Johnson IF i got to write their story, not the stuff that the writers of AOS did 

Avatar: The Last Airbender

- Zuko x Katara

discord server for Zutara!

Harry Potter Next Generation 

discord server for next gen!

Fancast here ! (8/19/20)/ Draco Meta (9/13/20)

- Scoripius Malfoy x Rose Weasley

Storms of Red (updated: every month on 29th)

- Albus Potter x Alice Longbottom

- Teddy Lupin x Victoire Weasley

- Other ships in the fandom too but the ones above are the ones that I won’t budge on :) --> Masterlist *will make an actual masterlist when i have more stuff)

Gray’s B&C Shop

Lucy Weasley x Lysander Scamander

- Hockey Romances (OF-ish)

Fandoms I am in that I do NOT write for

- Chronicles of Narnia

- other K-dramas I have watched (ask if you want to know which ones ;). )

- Miraculous Ladybug (debatable) 

- Vampire Academy

- Big Time Rush

- Friends

- Victorious

- The Umbrella Academy

- Criminal Minds 

- NCIS

- Psych

- Bridgerton

- Elle Kennedy (Off-Campus and Briar U)

- Odette Stone (Vancouver Wolves)

- Monsters and Muses by Sav R. Miller

- Rina Kent

- Castlevania

- Vox Ex Machina

*i will be linking this on my bio so that you can find it easily!

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[fresh-outta-jams]

What’s Going On?

Chen x Reader

Author: MoRo

Summary: You thought you were dating a normal guy who worked a 9 to 5 office job and worked lots of overtime. You were so unbelievably wrong. Chen x Reader

Note: hi all!! It’s been a hot minute! I’ve been wanting to write an Exo mafia au ever since Love Shot came out but life got in the way and I’ve been super unmotivated to write. Hopefully I’ll be writing a fic for each member but here’s Chen’s first since his just kinda poured out of me one night.

Warnings: Really just fluff but some minor stressful moments 

 Word Count: 3kish

Keys clinking, you push open your apartment door with a sigh. Inside you rest one hand on the door frame, as you balance to take your shoes off.

You throw your keys in the container on the shelf and hang your bag and coat up. Letting go of another sigh, you run your hands through your hair and walk into the living room.

Glancing around the room you noticed your boyfriend isn't back yet. "He probably is working over time again .."  You put a hand on your stomach and walk into the kitchen, thinking of getting dinner ready. "Ah I should ask just in case he is going to be home for dinner."  You pull out your phone and click on your boyfriend's number.

"Hello? What do you need baby?" Your boyfriend asks softly. You smile at the sound of his voice. "I was wondering if you would be home for dinner. I have a surprise for you."  

There's silence for a little bit and then Chen begins to speak again. "Ah ... I don't think so. I'll probably be home late again tonight. I'm sorry love ..." You sigh but understand. "I understand, I'll make enough for leftovers."

"Thank you Y / N. I'll try to be home soon so you can tell me about the surprise. I love you." He tells you. "Mmmm I love you too Chen."  The call ends with a soft click.

You sigh lightly again and rub your stomach. "We'll just have to wait a little longer to tell daddy about you." You whisper to the little baby growing.

Turning some music on, you begin to make dinner. You get so wrapped into dinner that you barely register the sound of the door closing. "Oh are you home already Chen?"  You call out from the kitchen.

Silence answers you.

"Chen?"  You call out again.

All of a sudden a big man rushes at you and grabs your arms, pinning them to your sides. You struggle against him. "What are you doing?! Who are you!? Get away from me!" You yell and kick at the perpetrator, yelling for help.

All you can think of is your unborn child and you fight harder.

The man picks you up and throws you down, hard. Your head cracks against the kitchen floor, making your vision go blurry and spots blink in and out.

You fight for consciousness as the man looms closer. "Chen ..."  You croak.

A loud bang resonates through the house and the man suddenly falls next to you, blood splattering on you. Standing behind him was Chen, holding a still smoking gun.

The man holding the gun looked like your boyfriend but you didn't recognize those eyes. Those were the eyes of a cold, calculated killer. The eyes of someone who knew what he was doing and who had done this many times before.  

"C-chen? W-where did you learn to shoot a gun?"  You scrambled back away from your boyfriend and the now cooling body of your attacker. Chen takes a step towards you and reaches his free hand out.

"Y/N are you okay? Did he hurt you?" His eyes changed, now back to your Chen, full of concern for you. You ignore him and your eyes flick to the gun still in his hand. He notices you looking at the gun and puts it down on the counter.

"A-ah about that ..." He steps closer to you, grabbing your hands and pulling you up to your feet. "I'm so so sorry Y / N ... I didn't want any of this to happen to you .. but we have to go now."

Chen grips you tight to keep you upright. "W-what do you mean?" You ask, head still hurting.

"I can't explain now but I can later. But right now we need to leave. Are you okay? Can you walk?" He pulls away so he can inspect you. You nod. "Yeah, I'm okay, just shaken up."

He nods. "Good, good. I'm going to need you to pack a bag and anything precious to you. Quickly."

You shake your head, still so confused. "Chen, what is going on? I'm not going anywhere until you tell me."

"I don't have time to explain everything right now but I will once I get you safe. Please Y/N, just trust me and go pack quickly." You can see the fear in his eyes and understand. Nodding again, you stumble to your bedroom and begin to pack. As you are packing you can overhear Chen on the phone.

"Hey hyung, I'm gonna need some help. They attacked Y/N .... no no he's taken care of but now they know where we live .... Is that okay? Thank you. Can you send someone too, I have to make sure Y/N is safe .... Okay thank you, see you soon. " He ends the call and walks into your shared bedroom.

"Y/N .." He preps. "I'm going to take you somewhere safe now. Some of my friends are going to come clean up the m- I mean take care of the attacker." He walks into the bedroom and grabs your suitcase. "Is this everything?" You nod.

Chen grabs your hand and squeezes it tightly. "Everything is going to be okay. I promise."  

Leading you outside, Chen puts your suitcase into the trunk along with his. You wonder when he had the time to pack his. Before you can ask him, he hands you a black blindfold. "I don't want you to have to do this but it's for your safety." He gently puts it in your hands.

"Why? What is this for?" You ask, just holding the blindfold.

"Because you can't know where the hideout is in case something happens ..." He answers while looking over his shoulder in the dark of the parking garage.

"The hideout? In case something happens?"

Chen turns and looks at you again with pleading eyes. "Y/N, I asked you to trust me. I will explain everything once we're safe but right now we aren't."

The look in his eyes makes your stomach kick and you think of the unborn child growing there. Sighing, you try to put the blindfold on with shaky hands. Once your eyes are covered and darkness surrounds you, Chen puts the car in drive and drives up the ramp to leave the parking garage.

With your eyes covered, your sense of hearing is heightened. The clicking of the turn signal and the rumble of the engine is almost too loud. You grab blindly for Chen's hand to ground yourself now that you have time to actually think about everything that happened. You feel him grasp it and bring it up to his lips for a light kiss.

"How are you doing love?" Chen asks in a soft soothing voice.

You breathe and focus on the sound of his voice and the feeling of his hand in yours. "Better .. I'm just so confused and overwhelmed ..."

You hear Chen let out a soft sigh. "I know and I'm sorry for that ... everything will make sense soon." He squeezes your hand and rests it on his thigh.

You're unsure of how much time as passed but then you feel Chen parking the car and you make a move to take your blindfold off but he grabs your wrist lightly.

"Not yet Y/N, not until we get inside. Stay still please and I'll help you get out." You nod and drop your hand into your lap.

The car door opens up and you feel Chen get out. Then you hear the trunk pop open and Chen getting your suitcases out. Feeling for your seat belt, you unbuckle it and feel for the door lock, popping it up.

You hear another set of footsteps and your back stiffens, scared. "Ah Sehun thank you." You hear Chen talk to the mystery footsteps.

"Sehun? Why is he here?" You think to yourself. You knew Chen worked with Sehun and he would sometimes come over for dinner but wondered you why he was here, wherever here was.

Then you hear Sehun walk away and the suitcases rolling behind him.

Chen's footsteps click softly as he walks over and helps you out of the car. "Let's go Y/N." You let him lead you up some steps and through a doorway where he then takes off your blindfold. You squint and blink as your eyes readjust to the light. Slowly, your surroundings come into view.

Sehun looks at you with a goofy grin. "Hi Noona." You go to wack him but refrain. He flinches and giggles some. Looking around, you see a nicely furnished living room with comfy maroon couches and chairs. A large staircase in in front of you and behind Sehun. You can see other rooms and hallways as you continue looking around.

Turning to Chen, you narrow your eyes and put your hands on your hips. "You have a ton of explaining to do."

Chen hangs his head and rubs the back of his neck then looks back up at you. "You're right I do."

"Sehun please take our stuff up to an empty room while I talk to Y/N." Sehun nods and starts to drag your suitcases up the stairs. Chen then grabs your hand and leads you into the living room.

He sits down on one of the plush couches and drags you gently down beside him.

"Okay first things first ... I've been lying to you for a little while. Not a bad lie!" He prefaces with hands up in surrender as he sees your brows furrow and fists tighten. You calm down and let him explain.

"I do have an office job like I told you when we first started dating but it's not exactly a normal office job ..." He starts to twists his hands in a nervous habit.

"Do you not work at Exodus then? Is that a lie?" You ask unsure what is fact and fiction anymore.

Chen looks at you and grabs your hands. "No I do work for Suho's company Exodus in the Chinese division but I'm a hacker and a spy occasionally for him. But Exodus is also a gang, the company is a cover-up for it. Those 'business trips' for the company are normally when he needs me to go gather information.”

Now pieces are starting to fall into place for you. "WAIT a gang ??? Is that why you go to China a lot sometimes?"

Chen nods, "Yeah because I can speak Mandarin better than some of the other guys. Other than Lay obviously. But gang sounds bad. More like I'm in an...organization."

You roll your eyes a bit at “organization” but nod, indicating for him to go on. "I did meet Suho when we were younger like I told you a while ago." You remembered his handsome boss who you would see occasionally.

"In high school, I got bored and learned how to hack our school's computers so I could unblock websites to play games. That later developed into me hacking into our school's grading system so I could change grades for people. I started to have people pay me to change their grades and I almost got caught if it weren't for Suho who pinned it on another kid who was doing the same so it looked like it was just him. He told me he couldn't have me going to jail because he needed me. I'm not proud of what I did but I needed money ... " Chen hangs his head some but looks up at you through his lashes.

Your heart tugs at his story, understanding how it is when you're desperate for money. "It's okay Chen ..." You say softly and stroke his hand. He gives you a gentle smile and continues with his tale.

"Suho was already the leader of Exodus at 19 but I didn't know that until he broke down to me one day and explained everything because he had no one. He was my best friend so I listened. Afterwards, I vowed to always stand by him and support him. He then told me about this academy I should enroll in. It was an underground academy that trained spies and hackers. He thought I should take my natural talent and hone it more. So I did. That's why I know how to shoot a gun." Chen looked at you, gauging your reaction but you were curious as to how this continued so he pressed on.

"After the academy I officially joined Exodus. Everyone left after his father died and joined his father's second in command in the Korean division. They all thought Suho was too young and weak. His father had left him the Chinese branch but no one believed in him or his abilities. But I did so I joined and stood by his side. It was also beneficial since I studied Mandarin while we were in high school. I don't always enjoy the work I have to do ... you know I'm not a violent person but I'm loyal to those I care about... I kept this all from you because I wanted to keep you safe so you could live a normal life and not have to keep looking over your shoulder. " He finally took a breath and studied your face at his confession.

So much was just thrown at you and you were trying to process it all. Sorting through things, questions started to arise. It was wild to you that your normally passive and gentle boyfriend was in a gang. That he knew how to hack and shoot a gun and do lord knows what else. And that he killed a person. You weren't sure what was going on but one thing stuck out to you. "Will you hurt me?"  Was all you could get out.

Chen's face immediately crumbled and he reached for you, wanting to pull you into his arms. You let him but stiffened up some. It ripped his heart apart to hear you ask that.

He rubbed your back and squeezed you tight. "No Y/N. I never will. Don't ever think I will. I love you. You're my everything." He said it with so much protective fierceness that you believed him. "You are my get away from this madness. You're my happy place. Someone once told me that I was made into a weapon and then told me to try to find peace again. But I have. You. You are my peace Y/N. You make me feel normal and grounded. " He pulls back, eyes glistening with unshed tears. Your eyes mirror his after hearing his words.

You two hug for a little bit longer and then more questions come bubbling up. Chen answers then with great efficiency.  

"Where are we?"  You ask.

"Our hideout. It's still in the city but I can't tell you exactly where right now."

You don't care for that answer but know you aren't going to get anything better out of him.

“Who else is in the gang?”  

“Basically most of my friends that you’ve met. Suho, Sehun, Lay, Kai, Baekhyun, Chanyeol, Xiumin, and D.O.” Chen answers. 

"Who was that back at the house? And how did he know where we lived?"

"I'm pretty sure that was a thug from Suho's dad's old Korean division, X-Exo. The head boss has been trying to get rid of Suho and Exodus since Suho took over. They're our rival gang to put it into basic terms. I don't know how he figured out where we lived though. That is something I'm going to look into now that you're safe here. We needed to leave because they could have used you as a pawn and I couldn't let that happen. Neither could Suho or any of the other guys. You're family, and we protect our family. "

You take in his words and just sit there, without saying anything.

Chen cautious of what you're feeling, gently prods. "So ... Y/N are you upset? I'm sorry I had to keep everything from you. I promise that's the only thing I've kept from you. Everything else about me is real and genuine, especially how I feel about you. " He studies your face for a reaction.

You should be upset and feel betrayed but strangely you don't. You could tell how much Chen loves and cares for you. You knew he was doing all of this to protect you. You would do the same if you were in his position.

"I'm not. I understand why you did it all."  

Chen's eyes go wide in surprise then he smiles. "Thank you Y/N. I was so afraid you would try to storm out of here and hate me and leave me forever. I love you so much" He scoops you up in his arms and starts to smother you with kisses. You giggle and swat at him playfully.

"I love you so much too Chen." You giggle some more. "Well I can't leave you forever now because you need to take responsibility."

Chen stops his onslaught of kisses and quirks an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

You bite your lip slightly and look up at him. "Remember before all the craziness how I told you I had a surprise for you?" Chen nods but doesn't follow.

"Well ..."  You say while taking one of his hands and place it on your stomach. He looks wildly from his hand to you to back to his hand.

"A-are you?"

You nod and smile at him. "Yeah about 8 weeks, I just found out the other day."

Suddenly you are swept up and pulled off the couch. Chen spins you around as he tightly holds onto you. "We're going to be parents Y/N! Oh my god that's amazing! I need to go tell the guys!"

He gently sets you down and kisses your forehead. Puting a hand on your stomach one last time, he gives you a huge smile before running into some part of the massive house, yelling for the guys. You bask in the afterglow of his affection and finally telling him.

Sitting back down the maroon couch, you cradle your stomach and talk to the growing baby inside. "I think we're going to be just fine little one."

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[gone4neow]

The New King ♔ dks

Chapter One

- kyungsoo x reader, royalty AU, prince!kyungsoo

warnings : swearing, mature themes, arranged marriage, i don’t know anymore at this moment

word count : 2,832

chapter two or masterlist

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The atmosphere of the large ballroom was nothing but joyful. There were hundreds of people inside the stunning room, all dancing or cheering for those who were dancing. Their cheers were almost deafening combined with the noisy sound of the music playing in the background. A live band played enthusiastically as their eyes flickered back and forth between their instruments and the crowd before them. It was a royal celebration, therefore everything was extravagant and significantly closer to perfection than any regular celebration. There was no one in the universe that did not wish to be attending this party - except for the two people the party was being held for.

They were dancing together. Their sweaty palms pressed together while their bodies unwillingly swayed in synchronization. Large smiles were plastered on their faces as they stared into each other's eyes. It appeared they were madly in love to the outside world, but they knew the truth. Every touch, every glance, every little whisper was nothing but one giant lie. It was all a facade to protect the truth and the truth was the prince and princess could have wanted nothing more than to be light years away from one another. It wasn't that they hated one another. In fact, their personalities meshed together perfectly and in another lifetime they could have been great friends. They couldn't stand to be near one another because it only reminded them of the cold reality that they would be stuck together for the rest of their lives. It was a choice that they had not made. Their parents had come to an agreement two weeks ago and since then they had been forced to spend every moment of their day together.

"Please don't lower your hand too much," The princess spoke quietly to the prince as she gave his shoulder a warning squeeze. She felt his breath tickle over her ear as he scoffed in disbelief.

"Don't flatter yourself. I wouldn't be touching you at all-"

"If you didn't have to. Don't worry, we're on the same page," The princess finished for the prince with a small sigh. The prince looked down at the woman with a smile that was almost sad.

"The night is almost over. You won't have to be with me much longer," he told her in a quiet voice. The princess leaned back and let her head raise so she could look him in the eyes. The prince was a handsome man and anyone who said differently was wrong. She watched his features soften as the fake smile on his face vanished gradually. His eyes were her least favorite trait of his. They were a deep, warm shade of brown that seemed like liquid gold in the right lighting - breathtaking, really - but every time she looked into them she saw the disappointment swimming within them. What she saw as disappointment due to their forced engagement was really disappointment that he could never love her. The prince wanted to, her really did, but he couldn't no matter how much he tried. He was terrified of sharing the rest of his life with someone he couldn't love and even more terrified that she would come to love him. The princess was far from worried about falling in love with the man.

It wouldn't have been such a problem. He was handsome, kind, and funny but he wasn't the man for her. He was too outgoing for her. He loved being the focus of everyone's attention. His views on the world were different from hers. They were so different that there was hardly anything for them to talk about when alone, aside from the devastating situation they had been pushed into. Most of the time they sat in silence, sharing shy glances whenever they thought the other wasn't looking.

"Prince Sehun!" Called a voice full of cheerfulness. She recognized it as that of Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun was a close friend of the prince. Together they would practice in combat and sports, sharing whatever time they could with one another. The princess found him to be humorous but overly enthusiastic about everything. He found something to say about everything and often teased her for things no one else did. He was exciting all in all. He approached the pair with Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo was the prince's younger brother. Though their parents pretended the young prince didn't exist most of the time, all of Sehun's friends had accepted him with welcoming arms. The young prince was more reserved than most of them. He was quiet, observant, and extremely intelligent. He spent most of his time alone in the library or with his closest friend, Jongin. The princess found him to be mysterious. Unfortunately, this sparked a flame of curiosity inside of her that she wished she could put out.

A wide smile was formed on Baekhyun's face as he looked between the prince and princess. Kyungsoo stared at them with his usual blank expression. Both of the men were dressed elegantly. They wore matching suits that were colored like the deepest part of the ocean, paired perfectly with the black shoes on their feet. Prince Sehun was dressed in a royal purple and it went so well with his dark hair color. They were each overwhelmingly handsome and it wasn't hard to tell that the rest of the party thought so too. Women shared lingering stares at the men, their lips parting slightly as they danced by the men. They were all oblivious or simply ignoring the burning stares.

"Ah, Princess Grace... it's wonderful to see you, as always. You look ravishing," Baekhyun greeted the princess. He held out his hand for her to place her own in and she allowed herself to separate from Sehun so she could. He kissed her soft hands with a gentleness that she had never known men to possess. She felt her face flush as the feeling of his warm lips against her skin.

"Baekhyun," Sehun warned in a low tone. The man pulled his lips away from the princess's skin and she retracted her hand away from his hole. He raised his eyebrows at the eldest prince and released a laugh.

"Relax. I'm well aware she is all yours. It's just too fun to watch her grow flustered," Baekhyun grinned. The princess looked away from the man at his words, no longer wanting to participate in his flirtatious game.

"Brother, you look nice tonight," Sehun complimented his brother as he let his hand reach out to run along the collar of the young prince's suit. Kyungsoo smiled a small smile and nodded his head.

"You look well put together for once," Kyungsoo told his brother. It was as close to a compliment as the older sibling would get from the quiet man.

"Do you know where my father is?" The princess interrupted their conversation. She looked at Kyungsoo, growing intimidated when his stone-like eyes met hers.

"Is it wise to leave my side?" Sehun asked her before his brother could answer. She glanced up at her fiancé and sighed in annoyance. Perhaps it wasn't wise to leave his side but she was willing to gamble five minutes of her time to visit her father.

"I wouldn't let you leave my side," Baekhyun commented, laughing at his own joke once it had rolled off of his tongue completely.

"Your father was near the balcony the last time I seen him," Kyungsoo finally spoke. She found his eyes again and nodded her head at him.

"Thank you, Prince Kyungsoo," she said quietly before she turned on her heels and began to push through the sea of dancing guests. The balcony was located near the long tables of food that had been prepared for the night's guests and it wasn't hard for her to find. She pushed the doors open, welcoming the cool night air that brushed against her exposed skin. Her father stood under the moonlight with his head raised towards the dark sky. They had been staying at the northern kingdom for the past week and she knew he missed his home. She missed their home.

She approached his side quietly. He leaned against the cool, metal railing that enclosed the balcony and she copied his pose to do the same. They didn't speak when she first arrived but they didn't need to say anything. The atmosphere automatically felt far more welcoming here than it did when she was inside the ballroom.

"I was wondering if I would get to see my daughter tonight," The king finally spoke. His voice was scratchy and shaky tonight, but then again it had been the same way for the last few months. On the better days he was able to speak like he used to when he was healthy but his illness made it hard for him to do anything he used to do. He was dying. It was something that she had caught onto before he told her. When she had confronted him he had cried and told her it was true. She had never seen her father cry before. They had spent the day lying in bed together with misty eyes and broken hearts. Since then, they had come to understand that their time together was limited so they refused to spend it being heartbroken over the inevitable. It made most days easier for the princess.

"I would have caused an argument with someone if you didn't. I'm not used to being away from you this much," The princess's voice was soft as she spoke. She stared out at the bright moon with distant eyes. There was nothing she wouldn't give to return to the time when things were normal. Her father reach over and took her hand in his, causing her to look away from the moon and into her father's honey colored eyes.

"I do not like seeing you so sad. You don't smile anymore," he told her with a deep frown on his face. She felt as if she had committed a crime as she watched his eyes wash over with shame. She placed her free hand on top of his and gave it a tight squeeze.

"I'm fine dad. You shouldn't worry about me so much," she told the man with a small smile. He couldn't resist the smile that formed on his face at the sight.

"It's my job to worry about you and I will always worry about you," he told her quietly. The princess grew sad at his words. Today was not most days and it certainly wasn't easier.

"Not always," she breathed out in a shaky voice. Her father placed his unoccupied hand against her cheek. She leaned into his hand and let her eyes close. She didn't want to live in a word where she could not spend time with her father like this.

"What are you doing out here? The prince will grow lonely," a high pitched voice filled the night's air. The princess's eyes snapped open almost immediately, wishing she never had to hear the sound again. Her father's hand fell from her face and he turned to look at the moon again.

"I'm spending time with my dad. Is that a crime?" The words were falling from the princess's lips before she could stop them.

"Don't speak to your mother like that. She's right, you should head back inside," the king told his daughter. The princess wanted to argue but she didn't want her father to grow upset with her. She slipped away from his side, his hand falling away from hers. She shared a sharp look with her mother as she brushed by. Entering the ballroom after spending time on the tranquil balcony was like entering hell; hot, stuffy, and far too loud. The princess guided herself through the busy crowd until her eyes met the prince's. He was smiling brightly at something Baekhyun had said. The princess noticed Kai and Jongdae had joined the men she had left on the dance floor. When the eldest prince noticed her return, his smile faltered. As if reading his mind, his friends turned to look in her direction. She felt shy under all of their stares but she still made her way towards them.

"Hi everyone," she greeted them in a shy tone. Sehun's hand found her waist as soon as she stepped back into her place beside them. Kai and Jongdae bowed in her direction with kind smiles plastered on their faces.

"That's not necessary," she told them with a small sigh.

"Of course it is. You're our future queen after all," Jongdae replied. She smiled at him and didn't say anything else. She knew it would be an endless argument.

"How is your father?" Prince Kyungsoo spoke towards the princess. She looked at him with wide eyes, hoping she hid the surprise she felt inside. His expression was one of genuine concern. His eyes locked with hers, his stare as intimidating as ever.

"He's fine. Thank you for asking," she replied. Though she had lied, a genuine smile formed on her face for the first time that night.

"We're stealing too much of the couple's time! You guys should be dancing the night away, unless you have places to dance the night away later tonight," Baekhyun ruined the lightened atmosphere. Jongdae laughed lightly at the man while Kai and Kyungsoo shook their heads in disbelief. The princess looked up at Prince Sehun with flustered cheeks. His eyes met hers for a second and he found himself ready to escape his friend's' company with her. He bid a goodnight to the four boys and led her deeper into the crowd.

"I am sorry for Baekhyun's behavior. He makes this harder," Sehun told her once he had her in the heart of the ballroom. His left hand rest against her hip and his right hand was intertwined with hers.

"It's not his fault. I think he senses that there is something off between us and he tries to lighten the mood," The princess replied lowly.

"It would make sense. Baekhyun is a smart man, much to everyone's surprise," Sehun hummed as he spoke, almost as if he were voicing his thoughts as they came. The princess nodded in agreement. Without anything left to say, she pressed her face against the prince's chest. She could hear his racing heartbeat even through the fabric of his suit. She wished she could bring him comfort but she knew she only did the opposite.

It wasn't until around midnight that the celebration came to an end. It was one of her duties to stay until every last guest had gone home for the night. She stood beside Sehun with a smile on her face. Everyone complimented her appearance for the night and wished her with in her future marriage. They said similar things to Sehun as they went on down the line. When they had all gone, it was time for the royals to head to bed.

The prince and princess were silent as they walked up the stairs together. Sehun's hand rest against the small of her back as they walked. It wasn't much but it was enough to comfort her a little bit. She felt overwhelmed with several different emotions, something she was growing familiar with. She had been raised to become a queen but as time ticked on she felt herself doubting whether or not she was fit to be queen. The only example of a queen she had ever had was her mother and she was certain that the woman was only an example of what not to be when it came to ruling a kingdom.

"Goodnight Prince," The princess whispered when they came to a stop in front of her chamber doors. 

"Try to not dream about me too much," Prince Sehun attempted to joke with the princess but she was so emotionally drained for the night that she could only laugh half-heartedly.

"Only if you promise to do the same," she told him. He held up his pinky finger and she eyed it with disbelief. Still, she let hers wrap around his before she pulled away and entered her chamber without another word. He watched as her doors closed with a gentle thud. The guards standing at the doors wore masks but he could feel their eyes boring into his face. He turned and made his way towards his brother's room for the night.

The lights were completely off when he entered the room. Sehun checked to make sure Kyungsoo was in bed and laughed gently when he heard his young sibling curse at him for disturbing his sleep.

"The princess is okay?" Kyungsoo asked quietly as Sehun prepared to climb into bed.

"As far as I know. She's a hard one to read," The prince answered his brother. Kyungsoo hummed in response. Sehun climbed into bed with his brother and the two bid each other a goodnight.

a/n : this is one of my first attempts at writing a serious fanfiction, so i’m sorry if it sucks. also, i apologize for the weird spacing. i’m not entirely sure how to work tumblr yet. any feedback is appreciated. thanks for reading!

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[nekobadassclub]

Bad Boy Infinite - Introduction of B.B.I (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/aK26VBcf64 The company that B.B.I is signed under Killinit Entertainment"Why give up on your dreams when you can be Killinit with us " is owned by Chikano Lee follow B.B.I on their journey as idols "Annyeonghaseyo look into the sky what do you see in the stars Bad Boy Infinite " Bad Boy Infinite is more than a group They are a B.B.I runs in drags away Neko : Read to find out ⚠️This is my first story so sorry if it sucks ⚠️🥺 ⚠️May not be updated often but I will try⚠️ I do not own any pictures or videos that will be seen I only own my characters info and Killinit Entertainment info and my characters personality everything else belong to their original owners thank you please no rude comments Anyways Enjoy 🙂

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[manggojooz]

Sing For You

pairing: Baekhyun x reader

word count: 905 thereabouts

genre: one shot, i dunno what this genre is... probably just romance?

warnings: none

note: it’s Friday, I went to a pub with a live band, had like a bottle of soju... this may be considered alcohol-fueled-writing xD 

Autumn.  

Baekhyun sees you sitting at the usual table again – right by the stage but in one corner. He had noticed you by now, you almost always came alone, ever so often; he didn’t know how often, he only sang at this pub on Fridays after all.  

As always, you sat quietly in the corner, having a gin and tonic and some snacks. You looked tired, was it school or was it work? But there was a hint of calmness in the way you swirled your drink. It was the Friday atmosphere, the end of another week that you bravely pulled through.  

That was all he gleaned from his few minutes of observation before it was time to start the live performance. Maybe he was affected by your energy, but he told the band to start off with a laid-back jazz song, much to their astonishment as they were used to initiating with something more upbeat.  

---

Winter.  

It was a freezing Friday evening, but it was the first time Baekhyun saw you here with friends – two other girls around your age. You were laughing boisterously, clapping your hands from whatever your friends were saying.  

He sang many chirpy songs, to the contrary of the weather that night. The icy wind blasted through the streets, but at least his singing warmed up the atmosphere within.  

Turns out it was your birthday, when the waiters brought out the cake adorned with candles, Baekhyun and the band smoothly broke into an impromptu birthday song remix. He watched as you blew out the candles and took ‘wefies’ with your friends. Using the festive season as an excuse, he continued the live performances with all the cheery titles he knows.  

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Spring.

By now, you were all chummy with the staff at the pub. He decided that he too, will approach you that Friday night. But you were distracted, constantly on your phone. He wasn’t able to read your expressions even, and you left before his shift ended.  

Two weeks later, still spring. You were at your regular spot again, but this time, with a new companion. He was suave, and when he smiled his eyes did too. You beamed at Baekhyun as he took the stage, he gently nodded back at you.  

Spring was the season symbolic of love; there was no excuse not to sing any love songs. He sang many of those that night. You listened intently but your eyes were only on the man sitting opposite you. At some point you looked like you were a little drowsy, he got up and sat next to you and you rested your head on his shoulders. You closed your eyes and continued listening to Baekhyun’s sweet melodious voice, but he never once met your eyes again that night.

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Summer.  

You hardly appeared. The days got hotter, he started feeling more breathless as he sang. Sometimes he’d run out of ideas as to what to sing, and he will just wait for a customer to pass him a napkin scribbled with the title of the song they wished to hear.  

There was an exceptional lack of song dedications one night, and he was lost on inspiration as well. Looking towards where you would have been seated if you were here, there was just a bunch of mildly rowdy guys.  

The band members looked at him, waiting for his decision. He wanted to call it a night at that point, but the pub owner wouldn’t have it, passing him a list of songs to pick from, all much too old school for his liking.  

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Autumn.  

He almost thought you’d never come back. But on that slightly chilly autumn Friday night, he finally saw you again, sitting at the usual spot, alone.  

This was the first time he’s seen you order soju. You poured yourself one small glass of the transparent liquor, drinking it almost in one shot, and then dropping the tiny glass onto the table lightly. Even the air around you felt like it turned a shade of dark blue.  

There was a song request for the first song, he ignores it, asking to sing it later instead. He sang quiet soothing songs, which were almost like lullabies. He glanced often at you, hoping to calm whatever emotions you were feeling.  

By the end of the fifth song, the pianist reminds Baekhyun of the song request, he wanted to push it to later again, but the pianist protested saying that it is already later enough. With reluctance, he sang it; it was a break up song.  

His voice never sounded sadder, the little vibrations at the end of each line shaking your heart. You finished the last glass of soju from the bottle, ordering another.  

He didn’t dare to look at you throughout the song, but when he finally stopped singing and only the outro was playing in the background, he turned to peek at you. You propped up your face with your hands, but the action was more intended to cover the tears trailing down.  

He was reaching his last song for the night, it took him just two seconds to decide on one, and he knew the lyrics without even looking at it, because all those were the words, he’d been wanting to sing for you:

“The way you cry, the way you smile Do you know how much they mean to me?  Words I want to say, words that I lost I’ll confess to you but just listen I’ll sing for you, sing for you Just listen for once and smile.”  

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[juuljeno]

Juuljeno’s Masterlist

Hi! Welcome to my masterlist ^-^ There might not be much here as of now, but I’ll continue to add more of my stories as time goes by :) Hopefully you enjoy whatever I link here and maybe leave a note :”) Aight, good bye!

Baekhyun

Concealed Sentiment || B.B.H [ COMING SOON ]

- Pairing: Baekhyun X Reader

- Genre: Angst [ M ]

- Length: N/A

- Summary: Falling in love. An entirely normal thing to do. Most of the time the emotions you hold for a certain someone eventually fade away. Although, this feeling didn't seem to go. Not even when the person you loved was being married in 5 months.

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[mr-kriswuyifan707-blog]

I just published "First Date With Jin At... " of my story "BTS Zodiacs". https://my.w.tt/oxl8jtf7fO

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[jiminies-ahmee]

#17: D.K.O

Scenario: “Can I have a hug?”

You winced as your bum came into the contact with the plush cushioned seats of the sofa. “Ah, for fuck’s sakes.” You grumbled, getting to your feet once again. You huffed, giving up on sitting and trudged slowly up the stairs to your shared room. You frowned, turning away from the bed. There was no way you’d be able to lie down on it with every inch of your body in pain. Of course you had to show off at the ice rink and pretend you could skate when really you couldn’t… At all. “Why am I like this?” You whined, not knowing what to do with yourself. 

“You alright there?” Gasping slightly, you clutched your chest as you turned to Kyungsoo who stood by the door. “Y/N?” He sang, waving a hand in front of your face. 

“Hm? No, I’m not alright. I just want to sleep.” You were on the verge of tears. The entire day you’d spent wandering about the house wanting to stay in bed, but with your tailbone bruised there was no way in hell you’d be able to sit and slack off. 

Kyungsoo chuckled and ruffled your hair gently, “I promise I’ll never let you go ice-skating again.” You glared up at him, swatting his hand away in annoyance. 

“You’re so mean.” You mumbled, walking towards your side of the bed. You stared at the plush pillows and soft, white sheets. Bringing a fist under your chin, you thought to yourself for a moment. Maybe if I fall onto my stomach? 

“Do you need some help?” Kyungsoo spoke up. 

“No,” You replied curtly, “I can do it myself, thank you very much.” Turning your attention back to the bed, you brought a knee up, lunging forward. You winced in pain before your arms gave way, falling flat onto the bed. Another chuckled erupted from Kyungsoo and you had no energy to send a glare his way. So instead, you shoved your face into a pillow, squeezing your eyes shut. 

It was silent for a moment until the other side of the bed dipped and you knew Kyungsoo had joined you. You lifted your head up, resting your head so you now faced him. “Feeling better now?” He asked, genuine concern written across his face. You nodded, a lazy smile gracing your lips as you closed your eyes once again. “I’ll go get you a heat pack.” Kyungsoo propped himself up onto his hands, about to leave you. You grabbed onto his arm. 

“I don’t need it, just stay here please? I haven’t seen you all day.” He smiled before nodding, laying back down beside you. You felt his warm, large hand place itself on your lower back. “Thank you.” You sighed, finally feeling satisfaction. 

It was silent for a moment and you cherished that moment. Nothing beat having Kyungsoo by your side. 

“Can I have a hug?” 

“What?” 

“A hug, can I have a hug?” You repeated. You looked up to see Kyungsoo looking back at you with a confused expression. You sighed, wrapping an arm over him and pulling yourself closer to him. You breathed in his scent. The same scent that always made you feel safe and embraced you when you felt down. 

Kyungsoo smiled warmly before pulling you in even closer, careful not to hurt you in any way. 

“I love you, my clumsy angel.” 

“Shut up!” 

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[brandons-randoms-thoughts]

(vía One Shot (xiumin x female reader) - Oppa352 - Wattpad)

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[kimora2000]

I Really Like You!EXO Oh Sehun x Reader

Chapter 19:

Dinner Date (Love)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CiRr1f7bEJI

****** I don't own this song. Also, this is my first time writing a smut, so no judgments.******

Your POV

This was it.

Sehun placed his lips on mine as we slowly made our way into the room. He wrapped his hands around my thighs to pick me up. His kisses were so soft and full of passion. I wasn't scared of what was about to happen. All I want is him tonight.

Sehun's POV

Tonight is perfect.

I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. Then her arms snaked around my neck as I continued to kiss her. I knew that tonight will be an important night for her. I want to make it special.

Narrator

Sehun walked over to the bed and laid (Y/N) down gently. He made his way down her neck and left soft kisses down her neck and made his way back to her lips. (Y/N) moaned softly and tighten her grip around his neck to deepen the kiss. They pulled apart to catch their breath. Sehun ran his hand down the side of her face and (Y/N) leaned into his touch and kissed his hand as it passed her lips. He then played with her bottom lip and leaned back in to kiss her.

Your POV

I could feel his hand running down my side and I couldn't help but moan. It was like his touch turned me on so much. I pulled away from him and started to unbutton his shirt. Sehun just stared into my eyes as my hands did their work to discard his top. Once I fully opened his shirt, I could see his fully toned body. I mean I've seen it before, but today was different. He leaned back in and started to kiss my neck. I moan once he hit that spot and arched my back a bit. I could feel his hands make their way to my sides. He gripped my side with just enough pressure to make me moan out loud and took the opportunity to kiss me again, but this time inserting his tongue. I could feel his hands make their way to the back of my dress and play with the zipper. Again pulling away, leaving me to sigh from the emptiness from my mouth. Sehun pulled me up to sitting and started to pull the zipper of my dress down. I felt a bit embarrassed, but he kissed me to ensure that it was alright. I love how his lip feels against my heated skin and how his cool hands ran across my shoulders as he slid off my dress. Once I was out of my dress, the cool air touched my skin, leaving chills to tingle down my spine.

Sehun's POV

Just seeing her in just her black undergarments, made me want to attack her, but I restrained myself. Tonight was her night. I want to make her feel good and not scare her. I could tell she was super embarrassed to be in the state she is now. So I kissed her cheeks and forehead. She seemed to like it. I left butterfly kisses down her neck to her shoulders. I could hear her soft sighs, which made me go further. She lifted her legs so that I could slide her dress off. After the dress was off, I kissed her calves. I picked her up again to lay her in the center of the bed and crawled over her. As I hovered over her now semi-naked body, she ran her hands down my back. Her hands were so soft and I got addicted to her touch. Kissing her once more before leaving a trail of kiss down her chest and stomach. Once my lips reached her navel, I glanced up to see her staring back at me. Lust glazing her eyes and chest heaving just slightly. I kissed my way back to the valley of her breast and left a mark right in the center. My actions made her moan, which to me sounded heavenly. I couldn't get enough. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it slip from her slim shoulders. Quick to cover, she wrapped her arms around her chest as her face turn red from bareness of her breast. I just kissed her and removed her arms.

"You're beautiful."

I said pulling away and coming right back. She melted into the kiss and let me gently grab a hold of her right breast. I lowered my head to the left one and kissed it, making her moan loudly and arch her back. Pushing her breast into my mouth, I started to suck on the nipple, while I played with the other in my left hand.

Your POV

'OMG!! What is this feeling? It feels so good.' His mouth was working wonders on my breast. All I could feel was pure pleasure. He switched actions so that both got their equal work. After a while, he leaned back to kiss me. I couldn't control myself and worked my way down to his belt. Quickly making work, with unbuckling it. He pulled from me and quickly took off his pants along with his boxers. Once my eyes saw his harden cock, they widen. 'Just how the heck it that suppose to fit within me?' He kissed down my stomach again, but this time made it down to my underwear. He grabbed them with his teeth and pulled them down while staring into my eyes.Once they reached the end of their journey, he took them off and threw them to the ground. He then left a trail of kissed back up my legs, and once his breath reached my heated core, I let out a desperate moan.

"SEHUN!!"

I screamed as his tongue ran up my wet folds, and as he sucked on my clit, I grabbed his soft hair. I felt so much pleasure that, I didn't realize he slipped a finger in me, till he hit that right spot.

"Ugh... Yes... S..Sehun right there."

Sehun crawled back to my face and kissed me. I could taste myself on his tongue, but I didn't care. His finger was still working as he continued to kiss me. Then a second finger was added, stretching my walls and all I could do was moan in delight. After some time he added a third, I could feel myself stretch even more, but the pain was bearable. Once the pain subsided, my hips just started to move. It was like, I had lost control of my body and it had a mind of their own and all it wanted pleasure. I could feel myself getting close to release. My stomach tightens and I hit a mind-blowing orgasm.

"AGHHHHH!!!"

Sehun pulled his fingers out, making me moan from lost of attention. He looked me in the eyes as he put his fingers in his mouth to clean them. I moaned again and rolling me eyes back. 'How can he look so fucking hot as he licks me off his fingers?'

"I'm going to continue,ok?"

"Ok."

He gave himself a quick rub, before aligning up with my core. He leaned back down to kiss me, as he slides himself in. I could feel him tearing and stretching me. 'Many of my friends said the first time was super painful, but it's not as bad as I though.' Once he was fully in, he didn't move so I could get used to fullness inside me. After a few seconds, I kissed to tell him that he could start moving. He slowly pulled himself out and back in. Sehun started with a slow pace, but I was a little ready for more.

"Shit. (Y/N), you're so fucking tight."

"Sehunnn!!! Faster... please."

I was a moaning mess, but hey, he was so great.

Sehun's POV

I thrust into her faster as her cries for more drove my wild. I was still trying to be gentle with her, but it was hard since her cries fed me. She wrapped her arm around my back and her nails dug their way into my back. It felt so good. I could feel her getting close, as she tightened around me.

"Ugh!! Yes... Sehunnn... yes... yes... ughhhh!!!"

Her nails started to rake down my back, it was a good type of pain and tuned me in to make her feel bliss. I thrust harder and faster and could feel my end coming. (Y/N) let out a single cry and threw her head back as she hit her release. I came seconds after her. Her arms were tightly around me, as if she let go, I would fade away. So I lifted my head and kissed her one last time. As I pulled out, I could hear her sigh. I continued to kiss her face and neck as she calmed down. Once I sat up, she was already asleep and I laughed to myself. I got up to head to the bathroom. I wet a towel and cleaned her up. Then hopped into bed with her, grabbed the sheets to wrap around us and closed my eyes.

Narrator

Sehun wrapped his strong arms around (Y/N)'s thin waist and placed his head in the crook of her neck.

"(Y/N). I love you."

They both fell asleep, knowing that their love for each other, only grew stronger.

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[mybiasisexo]

Hii can you do 30 and 22 with Baekhyun? Thank you 🤗

Situationship 🏰

Genre: angst Pairing: Baekhyun x f.Reader Length: 1.9k Warnings: language | not explicit but smut

a/n: I was having the hardest time coming up with a plot for this one and then the song Oranges by Kenya Grace came on and boom this came to me~! At this rate my drabbles are just gonna be over 1k 🙄. tysm for the request and I hope its not too angsty 😊

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

If you were to ask yourself if you were a terrible person, you’d tell yourself no without any hesitation.

Except when it came to Byun Baekhyun.

He’s a nice guy. A good guy.

And maybe that was the reason why you treated him the way you did.

And that’s what made you a terrible person.

There wasn’t an ounce of surprise on his features when he opened the door to his apartment and saw you on the other side, leaning against the wall. You showed up often enough—usually when you were horny or in need of some comfort. He never turned you away, and tonight was no different.

He grinned at you, the action full of relief, and opened the door wider—an invitation. Never breaking eye contact, you pushed yourself off the wall, sauntering your way toward him. Instead of entering, you reached out to hold his waist with one hand, your other going to the back of his neck, pulling him in for a provocative kiss that gave away your intent for the night. A moan left his mouth as your tongue entered it. Never breaking the kiss, you dragged him deeper into his home, barely giving him time to close the door.

Baekhyun was an amazing lover, the best you’d ever had. It was what kept you coming back. And some days, much like this night, he became so aggressive. It felt like he was punishing you, slamming all the frustrations he carried for the situation into you, forcing you to feel it—to feel him. It drove you crazy. It would have you clawing desperately at his back, legs dangling in the air. You had no doubt the neighbors groaned with irritation when he became like this. What with the constant banging of his bedframe against the wall, his name leaving your swollen lips in screams. Yeah, they probably despised you both.

When he was done with you, you were left violently shaking, struggling to remember where you were, what your name was. All you knew in those moments was him, and the insurmountable pleasure waving throughout your body and soul. He fell beside you, drenched in sweat, swallowing as much air his pouty mouth could fill into his lungs, you would’ve thought he just got done running a marathon.

As you took him in, you noticed that bit of darkness caught in his stare—something you were worried you had given to him. Immediately, the lustful haze surrounding you dissipated and you began gnawing on your lip as the regret started to settle into your bones. You were well aware of what you were doing to him. You knew how he felt about you. Knew how much it pained him when you left. He always tried his best to hide it, to act like he was as content with this arrangement as you were, but it didn’t fool you. No. You knew that he wanted more from you, and you took advantage of it.

It never truly hit you until right after, the ramifications of your selfish actions. It made it hard to look at him, to see just how badly you were wrecking him.

That dark glint in his eyes lingered longer each time, you noticed. He would grow to resent you, wouldn’t he? One day. One day he would close the door on you, and find himself somebody who would return the love he craved. A nice person. Someone who suited him. You felt a pang in your chest at the thought.

Not being able to handle it much longer, you sat up with a sigh, rubbing your damp face. He watched you, but kept silent. Baekhyun knew the routine.

You were starting to shuffle off the mattress when you felt the tips of his fingers ghost down your exposed spine. You completely froze under his touch, your mind seeming to short circuit from the affectionate caress.

“Come lay back down,” he murmured, breaking your silence. His voice was uncharacteristically deep, unintentionally sultry, making you shiver at the prospect of another round.

He began moving when you didn’t. Shuffling around until he was curled behind you, his arms went around your waist as his lips left sweet tender kisses on your bare shoulder.

“I don’t want you to leave,” he confessed breathlessly against your skin.

“Baekhyun….” That was enough to get you moving again. You shook him off, jumping from the bed in search for your panties. Once found, you put them on in a haste, eager to leave. Baekhyun was back to silently observing you, shoulders slumped in defeat.

But that darkness… it seemed to consume him, possessed him, making him grow bold.

“I can’t keep doing this, you know?” He told you, voice steel. “Letting you use me like this? It’s messed up.” He said your name and a chill ran down your spine at the lack of affection.

You ignored it, finding and slipping on your pants. “Well, you’re the one who keeps letting me in.”

“Because you keep coming over!” He exploded. His outburst echoed off the walls, made your shoulders bunch up to your ears. He was heaving, wide eyes pleading. “Why do you keep coming over?”

The question was ripped from his throat, a question he must have asked himself time and time again, the answer always alluding him. But, right now, he needed to know.

It was his ultimatum.

You blinked at him. Why did you keep coming over? Because you couldn’t get enough of him. Couldn’t seem to get him out of your head. You weren’t sure anymore if it was the guilt or…something else. Lately, it’d been worse, the urge to be with him. You liked the way you felt around him, liked listening to his voice, his jokes. Liked how unbearably sweet he could be, how invested in you he was. And not just your body, but your thoughts, your interests. That’s what really brought you here tonight. It wasn’t just the sex—although it was that too—it was, well, him. You just really wanted to see him.

But you couldn’t tell him that.

Emotions…terrified you. Getting close to people like that scared you shitless. You had tried once in the beginning, to be good for him, but you psyched yourself out. Once it started feeling too real you shut down on him, building walls and boarders around your heart to keep him out of it.

“What do you want to hear?” You asked, suddenly exhausted. “That you’re the best lay I’ve ever had? That you fuck me so good I keep coming back even though I know you’re in love with me? That I keep coming back because you’re in love with me? Does that satisfy you? Make you feel better?”

He silently fumed, hurt by your words. His face reddened with embarrassment and shame at your revelation.

“Does that make me the villain?” You continued, voice rising in anger and frustration. Why did he have to do this now? Why was he trying to ruin everything? “Sure, but you’re not innocent either! You’re using me too! You think I don’t know how you use our time together to play out your little fantasies, to pretend we’re something more?” H face grew an even darker shade of red. “You have to take some responsibility for your hurt. It’s not fair to put all the blame on me. I’m not completely heartless, Baekhyun. It makes me sick, knowing that I’m hurting you. Why do you think I always leave? Because the guilt is eating me up inside! And I know, okay? I know that I should end this, that it’s the right thing to do. For both of us. But…I’m selfish. I don’t want to let you go. I don’t want anyone else to have you. Just the thought of someone else touching you—"

You shuddered at the thought.

But then it hit you, what you just revealed. You took Baekhyun in warily, wondering how he would react to your slight confession. His face had cooled down some, took on more a pinkish hue, he studied the floor, his crumbled bed sheets, his fingers—anything but you. If he had heard your slip up, he didn’t mention it.

“I know that you don’t love me,” he revealed quietly. “That you can’t love me. I know that what we have is supposed to be purely physical. I thought I could handle it. Told myself that it was enough for me.” He drew in a large breath, running a hand through his hair, slightly pulling at the strands as he did. “But it’s not. I think I’m even more in love with you now.” He let out a humorless laugh. “But I’m selfish too. And if this is all that you can give me…then fuck it. I’m all in.”

Internally, you sighed. You didn’t see the appeal, didn’t see why he kept suffering just for a piece of your attention. It felt…cruel. You wanted him to stand up for himself. Wanted him to throw you out and tell you to never contact him again. Wanted him to love himself—to choose himself. Instead of choosing this slow torture.

“It’s not….” You swallowed thickly. “I’m not worth it, Baekhyun.”

He blinked at you. “You are to me. You’re one of the most important things in my life. I don’t want to lose you. Not like this.”

You shook your head, fighting with yourself. He loved you. He loved you so much he was willing to break himself, to give you any piece you wanted.

“I’m sorry I said anything. I was just….” He shook his head. “I just didn’t want you to leave yet.”

He searched you, looked for more hesitation, tested to see if he should say more or not.

“I know that you care for me. That you…that you have feelings for me too.”

You narrowed your eyes at him and he shrugged. “’I don’t want anyone else to have you,’” he repeated your words earlier, chuckling when your eyes widened in shock. So, he had heard you.

The smile remained on his face, a shimmer of joy, of hope. He would latch onto that, keep it close, nurture it and see if it grew.

“I know you want to be with me also. That you don’t want to leave. So, just stay this time. Stay for me.”

You take him in, scrutinized him and saw no trace of pain or heartache. There was slight regret, probably from starting this argument in the first place, but mostly you only saw… love.

And for once you wanted to bask in it. You wanted him to hold you, to give into his dreams of having you. Maybe humoring him this time wouldn’t hurt? Maybe…this could be the start of something else. He had been so patient with you, and slowly you had been letting your guard down. You were still terrified, but not as badly as you had been.

“This could be a really bad idea,” you said, never taking your eyes off of him.

He agreed, nodding his head shallowly. “It is a bad idea. But I don’t care. Not when it comes to you.”

You take a step toward him, encouraged by his words, and he fought off a smile.

When you got to the edge of the bed, standing between his legs, you hold his head at his chin, brushing his bangs from his face.

“You’re important to me too,” you confessed. That brought out the smile he’d been fighting. You ran a finger down the side of his face. “I care about you.”

“Does that mean you’ll stay?”

“I’ll stay,” you said. Leaning down to kiss him again, this one slow, unrushed. A promise. A promise to try.

Because you realized, you were worth it. And Baekhyun was worth it too.

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[15001700tt]

Exa’ct Series

Matchmaker (10)

Hyo Gun had a plan in my mind, but like always Sang Soo had to mess with it. She already started talking with Sehun, so it didn't matter to her to win the bet, but she was not going to let Sang Soo win the bet by avoiding Chanyeol who clearly wants to get closer to her. So what better way than to just lock them together. But then Junmyeon had to come to the rescue and free them. After Sang Soo finally admitted defeat it was time for Kara to do the same.

“Why are you playing matchmaker?” Sehun startled Hyo Gun as she spied on Hyun Jin and Baekhyun training. 

“What? No, I am not,” she scoffed softly keeping her eyes on them.

“You are, and I think you should focus more on training than on your friends’ love lives,” he stated, grabbing her hand and leading her away from the sparring couple. She struggled half-heartedly before giving up and letting Sehun lead her. 

“Where are we going?” she asked him.

“You'll see,” he cryptically said. As he leads her towards one of the lower rooms in the house. She looked around amazed at how big their house is. The house is more like a manor than a big house. It has around 18 rooms, and living rooms and other spaces for lounging. She would not be surprised if their backyard is the size of a football field. She gets why they're so secluded from the world. But it's one hell of a drive from their original house and workplace. 

Although they spend most of their time in the house, Sang soo and Rae Jae are dying to explore the area. But they haven't had a chance yet. The boys put them on slight house arrest to make sure that they don’t leave. But it's been a couple of weeks, Hyo Gun thinks they should try again. Rae Jae could get Junmyeon’s approval, instead of Chanyeol’s.  

“If you're going to try to kill me down here you should know I know self-defense enough to break your limbs,” she threatened as he led her to one of the closed doors at the end of the hall. 

“That's not self-defense that’s called martial arts, useless against me,” he countered smirking. He opened the door and waited like a gentleman until Hyo Gun was inside to step in as well.

“You know, normal people don't have a basement full of weapons” she stated as she surveyed her surroundings. She glanced at the wall of guns and multiple torture devices.

“I’ll have you know that every single one of these guns saved my life at least once,” he told her with a big smile.

“What about that knife over there?” she pointed at one of the daggers, she was familiar with it, Rae Jae kept one just like that one in her purse. 

“Oh, that? That’s just for decoration,” he replied, smirking. She rolled her eyes. 

“We never use weapons when we're fighting, usually it’s all hand to hand,” she told him.

“That's because most fights that you deal with are with drunk civilians,” he excused.

“Neo-Tech would not be the same case, you need to know the maximum I can teach you to be able to react and survive if things go downhill,” he talked as he assembled a few things. 

“Alright, luckily for you, you don't have to start today, but I still want you to be familiar with the weapons.”

“So we’re here for some quality time with the weapons?” she clarified with an unbelieving look. 

“Basically,” he replied, she rolled her eyes. “Tell me more about your life,” he questioned.

“We all met through high school, at the time Ji Mi was having money troubles, we wanted to help, so we got jobs then once Rae Jae and Ji Mi were 21 they got hired at a club and once we were of age so did we, then we moved to Alyiun,” she started.

“It was a pretty quiet life, nothing too crazy, the occasional fights needed to be broken up.” 

“How did Ji Mi not know Daehyun was in our gang?” he questioned, showing her a GLOCK 17. 

“She did, she wasn’t stupid, how can you go from poverty to rapidly have an income of 80 thousand dollars in 5 months. She told him that she didn't want to get involved as long as he makes sure he doesn't die,” she rolled her eyes.

“Hard love is her thing, but she really does care about us, she just doesn’t show it,” she continued.

“How did she learn how to fight like that? How did Sang Soo?” 

“They stumbled into this private trainer, and he taught them everything they know, then they taught us. But R.J. and Hyun Jin were already in martial arts classes, so they just got better,” she explained. 

“Sang Hee and Soo Mi are our damage control, they help cover our losses and injuries when there are fights.”

“That’s why you weren't under our radar, if something major ever happened it would've been reported straight to us,” he nodded at the new information.

“Yeah, but they don't just do that, they also have medical knowledge since both did go through one or two medical programs. They help us a lot when we get injured, especially Sang Soo.”

“I can see that, how much trouble does Sang Soo get into? She seems like one hell of a fighter.” 

“She gets injured a lot when you guys got us she had just gotten into a fight with three huge guys, and they did a number on her. But she still won,” she said as she looked at the shotgun in his hands. 

“Ouch,” he winced.

“Ouch indeed, she was bedridden for almost a week. One of the assholes landed a hit on her abdomen, where she got hit a few weeks before that in another fight. She might’ve had internal bleeding,” she narrowed her eyes at the thought.

“So she's pretty much a dead man walking?” he joked.

“I don't know how she survived all of that,” she shook her head. 

“We're moving on to knives,” he told her.

“Oh, no need I got that part,” she stood dusting off nonexistent dirt.

“R.J. keeps one in her purse, but so do we,” she pulled out a knife from her boot. 

“So you let me talk about guns and knives for an hour, and you already know how to use them?” he narrowed his eyes at her. 

“Yes? I know about knives and not guns?” The statement sounded more like a question, she gave him a nervous smile before walking out.

“It’s like every time I think I got her figured out, she surprises me with something new,” he shook his head. A soft smile playing at the edge of his lips. He made his way after.

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[swagnimart]

Story Cover for my ReaderInsert story called Body Exchange, this took me 5 hours to make. You can find the story on Wattpad, Quotev and AO3~

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[gone4neow]

The New King ♔ dks

Chapter Two

- kyungsoo x reader, royalty AU, prince!kyungsoo

- warnings : swearing, mature content, arranged marriage, good looking men

word count : 3,049

chapter one or chapter three or masterlist

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The princess watched as Prince Kyungsoo helped the stable workers readied a couple horses for their trip to the village. His brother stood by her side, correcting any mistakes he seen. Unfortunately, every correction he made was pointless as the stable workers knew exactly what they were doing. The princess assumed he had just been wanting to get under his brother skin and from the annoyed expressions that would appear on Kyungsoo's face, it had been working flawlessly.

The trip to the village had been announced a week ago. The goal of the trip was to earn the favor of the kingdom's villagers so that they trusted their future rulers with fierce loyalty and love. It was a lot of pressure and the princess's shoulders were tense from the weight she felt on them. If she failed to make a good impression she was not only letting down the princes' family but her own kingdom. The only reason she had been so compliant with this arranged marriage was because it would aid her people back home. Their kingdom was going through a rough period and if she could help ease their troubles away then she would do anything - even sign her life away.

"Should we ride on a horse together?" The princess asked the man next to her. He glanced down at her with furrowed eyebrows and shook his head gently. She watched as his raven colored hair followed the movement for a second before she looked away.

"I am their future king. Their focus will be solely on me," Sehun explained to her. I am their future queen, the princess thought to herself but she did not reply to the man. She knew it was an argument that would make her angry. She was a woman. The only purpose she served was satisfying the king and looking pretty for the rest of the kingdom. Kyungsoo approached the two with his hands wrapped around two leads. The princess looked at the horses following behind him and her eyes widened. She had seen many horses during her lifetime but she had never seen one as beautiful as the horse on his left.

"Who is this?" She questioned curiously as she stepped forward to stroke the magnificent creature's snout.

"That's Kyungsoo's horse. He's a bit dumb but with a little work he is a good horse," Sehun answered before his brother could.

"His name is Striker," Kyungsoo told the princessly quietly. She glanced at the man but let her eyes drift back to the creature her hand was petting. He was a giant horse, standing a good few inches higher than she did. His coat of fur was the same shade as her father's eyes and she fell in love with the creature immediately. He pushed his snout against the princess's hand and she smiled tenderly. The name Striker suited the horse well because he was beyond striking.

"He's beautiful," The princess told Kyungsoo. Her eyes met his and he smiled at her.

"Enough! We need to head out. Where is the third horse?" Sehun interrupted. He stood with his hands on his hips and an impatient expression on his face. The princess wondered where the man she had bid a goodnight to last night had disappeared to so quickly. She hated when the prince got in one of these moods. It was hard to even try to be his friend when he was grumpy - how could she pretend to be his wife?

"There's only two. Princess Grace will be riding with you, yes?" Kyungsoo replied to his brother calmly. The princess respected the younger prince for how he could handle his family so patiently when they were so unbecoming to him. Sure, she didn't have a great relationship with her mother or any siblings to bond with but she at least had her father. Her father treated her as if she were the sun that kept his world thriving. Kyungsoo, on the other hand, struggled to keep a good relationship with both his parents and his brother and yet he was still so kind to them.

"Of course not," Sehun muttered as if it were ridiculous to even assume such a thing. The princess released a sigh at his words. This day would be far too long.

"The village will want to see their future king and queen together. Do not let your pride ruin this trip," The prince's brother warned. His voice was still calm, but now it held a tone of scolding within it. Sehun groaned at this and decided to climb upon the other horse. He commanded the princess to join him quickly.

"Let me help you," Kyungsoo offered kindly as he noticed the princess's hesitation.

"No. Get on your horse brother. I will help my fiancée," Sehun intervened just as Kyungsoo's hand landed on the princess's back. He pulled away slowly but did as he was told and the princess felt her back grow cold. Sehun reach his hand out and the princess took it. A small yell escaped her as he pulled her onto the horse in a quick motion. She sat behind him and held onto his shoulders in a gentle grasp as they made their way towards the northern kingdom's village.

The village did not welcome them like her kingdom's village usually welcomed her when she arrived. The streets were full of busy merchants who barely spared a glance in their direction unless they were trying to sell them some of their products. The air was filled with smells of various types of foods and it made the princess regret not eating a full breakfast that morning. Children ran down the streets with loud shouts of excitement and contagious laughter. It almost reminded her of home, minus the glares they recurved as they rode through.

They came to a stop outside of a bakery. The air carried a delicious smell out into the busy streets. Prince Sehun climbed off of his horse's back and landed with a light thud. He held up his arms, helping the princess climb down after him. He placed her on the ground gently and she thanked him for his assurance quietly. He was gone before another word was shared and she watched him begin to talk to his brother with a frown on his face. He must have been confused by the welcoming he received. She was certain his ego had been damaged somewhat.

A woman in old, worn garments approach the princess freely. All of the guards were standing with the royal brothers, leaving her to stand in the open by Sehun's horse. The woman had greying hair and skin that had began to age a while ago. Still, the princess thought the woman was pretty. She smiled politely at the elderly lady as the strange woman stared up at her. It wasn't common for her to meet people who were shorter than her and she felt odd having to look down for once.

"You are the future queen?" The woman asked her with narrowed eyes. Had she not looked well enough to be a future queen? The princess's heartbeat began to race quickly.

"Yes I am," the princess answered with a sweet voice. The woman suddenly grew angry. The princess's face fell as she watched the woman's arms begin to tremble and her curious expression transform into one of rage. The woman's frail hands reach up and grabbed the princess by the fabric of her dress. The princess gasped as the woman began to jerk at the fabric forcefully. She yelled profanities at the princess as she did so and the princess let her take all of her rage out on her. A guard appeared before long and removed the violent woman from the princess. The woman spit on the princess once she realized she could not reach her again. Sehun appeared by her side and began to lead her inside the bakery with his brother following them close behind.

"What will they do to her?" The princess asked frantically. She had asked three times now and the prince had yet to answer her. She finally pushed his hand off of her arm and stopped walking into the bakery. He froze in his place, looking down at the princess with anger.

"I asked you a question!" The princess exclaimed feverishly. Her narrowed his eyes as he stared down at her. Normally a look like that would have sent shivers down her spine but today she could only feel the fire of adrenaline washing through her veins.

"If she is lucky, they will lock her away in prison. If not, then she will be executed for attacking a member of the royal family," he finally explained to her. She felt as if she were going to throw up right on the prince. She turned and went to exit the bakery but her arm was caught by the prince. She turned to look at him with a scowl on her face.

"Do not intervene. Her fate has already been decided and it will not change no matter what you say," he told her. He released his hold on her arm. She watched as he turned on his heels and approached the counter of the bakery.

"Are you alright?" Kyungsoo asked her as he stepped up by her side. She glanced at him with wide eyes. A woman was going to die today because of her. How could she possibly be alright?

"You look as if you're about to faint. Let's find a seat," he added when she didn't answer him. He placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her to a seat in the corner of the bakery. She hadn't noticed how erratic her breathing was until they were sitting across from one another. Kyungsoo pulled a small rag from his pocket and swiped it across her shoulder where the woman's spit had landed. She flushed at the thought of the prince helping her clean up.

"Thank you," she whispered quietly, not looking up to meet his eyes.

"Yah! Get your hands off of her," Sehun's voice filled her ears. She felt Kyungsoo remove the cloth from her shoulder quickly. Sehun took a seat at the table and placed a tray of baked goods down in front of them. The princess was not hungry anymore. The sight of the food only made her stomach twist more.

"Eat up. I have more coming soon. This is the best food you will ever taste, Princess," Sehun told her as he held up a small cake for her to take. Without wanting to cause a bigger scene, she took the baked good from his fingers and took a small bite. It was delicious - beyond delicious - but she knew she would pay for it later.

"Brother?" Sehun called as he held a similar looking cake up for his brother to take. Kyungsoo copied the princess's actions but he seemed to eat quicker after the first bite. They sat in silence while they ate on the baked goods. The princess wondered how the princes stayed healthy if they ate like this all the time. It was fascinating to see how quickly they could finish one baked good before they moved onto the next.

The princess was startled when a young man approached their table with a small box in his hands. He was handsome, like most of the men in the northern kingdom, and a small smile rested on his face as he came to a stop in front of the eldest prince. Sehun looked up at him and a wide grin formed on his face, causing the corners of his eyes to crinkle. The princess had never seen the man look so joyful.

"Junmyeon!" The prince called out with excitement. The stranger bowed politely but the smile on his face grew quickly. Sehun stood from his seat and rounded the table until he was standing directly in front of the man. He wrapped his arms around Junmyeon's shoulders, an action that the man returned.

"I thought you were out for the day for a moment," Sehun told the man as he pulled away. His hands still held onto the man's upper arms. The smile on his face didn't falter for a second.

"I was in the back training a new baker when I was told you were here. You have to meet him. Chanyeol!" Junmyeon called as he looked over his shoulder expectantly. Within a few seconds, a tall man with hair that was almost white exited the kitchen and entered the front of the bakery. He approached the group in a hurry, accidentally crashing into a chair along the way. The princess almost laughed at the sight but she only sent a sympathetic smile his way. He didn't notice. All of his attention was on her future husband.

"Gosh, it's Prince Sehun! I've heard so much about you," was how the clumsy newcomer greeted the prince. He bowed repeatedly as a dimpled smile shined on his golden skin. The princess glanced over at Kyungsoo, who was simply ignoring the scene before him entirely. He stared down at the cake he was eating with an intense gaze. Sehun had warned her before that the man got preoccupied with all things cooking related and she realized adoring food must have been on of them.

"Which is your favorite?" She asked him, blocking out the men beside her. He looked up at the princess with wide eyes. She was amused by the surprise she saw swimming in his eyes. Kyungsoo's eyes were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen, excluding her father's. They were big, dark, and if you looked closely you could see small specks of gold floating in them.

"This one. It's delicious. I wished I had the recipe for it," Kyungsoo told her quietly. Though his voice was soft, she could still hear the passion in it. She pointed at the small baked good and asked if she could try it. The man nodded quickly and encouraged her to try it. He watched with an intense stare as she brought the treat up to her lips. She ate quietly, but her eyes grew two sizes bigger at the taste that exploded on her tongue.

"That's the best thing I've ever tasted," she breathed out. He laughed lightly at her reaction.

"Princess!" Sehun called out, gaining her attention.

"Stand up. I have to introduce you," he instructed her when he knew he had all of her attention. She pushed out of her seat and straightened her shoulders as the two new men eyed her.

"This is Princess Grace. She is to be my wife soon," The prince introduced her. She forced a smile on her face as she looked between the two men. She noticed Junmyeon's face fall at prince's words. It was a subtle expression that she noticed despite the fact that his smile grew again within a few seconds. They bowed in respect, to which she felt her face grow warm. She hated when people bowed for her. It was a similar feeling to the feeling she felt when her father would sing happy birthday to her.

"Have we met before?" The princess couldn't help but ask as she looked into the eyes of Chanyeol.

"No, I don't think we have," he replied with a tone of disappointment. She nodded at his words but didn't comment further. There was something about him that felt strangely familiar. She wondered if he felt the same way.

They spent a few more minutes bonding with the men in the bakery before Kyungsoo announced that it was time to explore the village. The prince guided the princess out of the bakery after sharing a goodbye with the two workers and they made their way back out into the street. The princess couldn't help but feel nervous. She didn't want another scene to occur like the one that had earlier. The princes stayed closer to her as they explored the village. She enjoyed herself, for the most part, and loved learning about the people of the northern kingdom. The kids played with her when they realized she would interact with them and she found herself trying out new games that she had never heard of back home. She played until Sehun grew impatient with her.

They visited several shops throughout the village. The princess fell in love with a little shop located near the center of the clustered area. It was an artistry shop with various types of handcrafts and arts for sale. She couldn't take her eyes off of one artwork. It was beautifully painted, with all of its brushstrokes combing together to create the delicate form of a woman. The colors were cleverly picked to resemble the color pallet of the evening sky. Delicate purples and pinks swirled around one another, blending into perfection. Kyungsoo walked up beside her and eyed the painted canvas. He found the piece to be fantastic. It was understandable why the princess was staring at it as if it were the most magnificent thing she had ever seen.

"Do you think my father would like this?" She asked Sehun, who stood on her other side. He watched as she let her fingertips skim across the surface of the canvas lightly. His eyes focused on the ring sitting on her left hand. For a moment he had forgotten she had asked him a question.

"It's too feminine. What about this one?" Sehun finally found his tongue again. He pointed to the piece next to it. It was a simple landscape of a late autumn day. The colors were warm, and while still inviting, didn't get the same reaction from the woman as the first piece had. She let her hands fall away from the first piece and grabbed the second one with a small nod.

"Thanks for your help," The princess told Sehun. She sent a small smile in his direction before she turned on her heels and approached the merchant selling the pieces.

"It's nice to see you two get along," Kyungsoo told his brother. Sehun looked away from the princess and met his brother's stare.

"Don't get sappy on me," Sehun teased.

a/n : sorry for any mistakes. hope you enjoyed reading this!! also, i’m sorry for not being able to add the ‘read more’ link. i use tumblr on my phone and don’t have access to a computer. if it’s possible to do so on a phone, please teach me!!

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