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aris-c0rner · 10 months
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beautiful deception || mark lee.
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**originally written under the name mineyoonghi on wattpad.
ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: gang au! featuring nct ot18, eventual ot21; angst, fluff, adventure, action, found family trope, safe-for-work!!
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: reader (fem) x mark lee, strangers to lovers
ᴏᴠᴇʀᴠɪᴇᴡ: “in the buzzing business town of pyongston, south korea, a dark secret dwells beneath the streets. a war wages below the surface; two gangs are going head-to-head to stake their claim on the once peaceful city. the catch? one team wants to control it, but the other wants only to save it. and your life becomes forever changed on one fateful tuesday morning, when you unknowingly get caught in the crossfire. the aftermath of your future still remains to be determined: what will you give up to spare the ones you love the most? how far will you go to protect a family you may never see again? and most importantly, will you have to give your life to keep this secret from the world you left behind?”
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๏ preface: fic introduction
๏ chapter one: out now!
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๏ chapter three: to be announced.
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๏ chapter five
๏ chapter six
๏ chapter seven
๏ chapter eight
๏ chapter nine
๏ chapter ten
๏ chapter eleven
๏ chapter twelve
๏ chapter thirteen
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๏ chapter fifteen
๏ chapter sixteen
๏ chapter seventeen
๏ chapter eighteen
๏ chapter nineteen
๏ chapter twenty
๏ chapter twenty one
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tantei-chan01 · 3 months
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In the mute branch au
What do the bounty hunters think?
Like with their jobs im sure they see all kinds of trolls with different trauma quite often
The bounty hunters have met many trolls with different traumas, some gray. But a mute troll that wasn't a result of a physical injury was something they've never encountered.
Gray trolls don't have a long lifespan due to them losing hope and drowning in their depression. The longest they managed to live was 5 years at best. To meet one that has lived 20 years and to have it happen at such a young age is a shock. It's also a sign of hope, proof that it's possible to heal such heartbreak.
Being mute also stung their hearts. It’s one thing to lose your voice to injury or illness, but to lose it due to trauma hurts deeply. Especially if it causes such a rift between you and the community. They see Branch as a strong and respectful troll. They're impressed that he created a new form of communication and asked to be taught so they could spread that knowledge to other trolls that can not speak anymore
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bigbangclappin · 1 year
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Baby Daddy Gangster 2
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Summary: Ding Dong! Your baby daddy is back and wants in your life and your daughter’s. And with that smile you might as well shove the door wide open.
Paring: Nakamoto YutaXReader(1st Person POV!)
Warnings: Cursing! Baby Daddy themes, mentions of smut, toxic relationships, Mafia/Yakuza themes (It’s not glamorous in real life folks!) 
Word Count: 2,382
A/N: GUYS IT'S FINALLY HERE! PART TWO! I hope it's enjoyable! I loved writing it! Let me know if we want a part three!
Tag List: @iveivory @champagne-n-yachts @dilfjohhny @junglewoos
Part one
Unknown number: Is Yuki wearing a 3T or a 4T?
You: Who is this?
Unknown number: Really baby?
I shook my head in exasperation, throwing my phone into my back pocket.  The man was relentless to say the least, he did earn that title fair and square. 
What could I have possibly been thinking back then? 
Clearly sexual gratification was worth more to me than my hypothetical child’s future, because now here I am. Stuck with a gangster for a baby daddy who didn’t understand the phrase get lost. 
I shrugged my shoulders, well there was nothing I could do to change who Yuki’s dad is now. I just had to live with the consequences of my actions. 
Which wasn't all that bad considering my daughter was healthy and happy, I grinned as she played with her dolls on the floor. She did resemble her father, with her pretty smile and expressive eyes, she received all the best qualities of Yuta it seemed.
“Mommy?” Her sweet little voice asked from where she sat on the floor.
“Hmm?”
“Guess what?”
I giggled because she loved to play guessing games ever since she could speak in almost full sentences. I never had the heart to discourage her playful chatter despite her daycare teacher’s warning about how it was becoming disruptive in class. 
“What?” I replied casually, taking a sip from my drink.
“I met Daddy today.”
My entire mouthful of beverage was spewed across the room and on to my daughter who whines. 
“Mommy ew!” She cried, wiping her little arms in disgust.
“Oh Yuki I’m so sorry sugar,” I snagged some paper towels from the kitchen and began cleaning her off. 
“But what did you mean by you met Daddy?” I asked keeping my tone as even as possible. “You don’t have a Daddy, remember?”
She shook her head defiantly, her dark hair flying every which way, “I do have a Daddy mommy! And he’s pretty! And look he gived me a present!!”
My heart was racing as she flew to her small panda backpack. She rummaged through it for a moment before wobbling her way back to me with something in her tiny hand. 
When the gold glinted in the light I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, he really went behind my back. I shouldn’t have been surprised, I shouldn’t have felt hurt either. Yuta was resourceful and clearly he used those resources to his advantage to find Yuki’s school.
The tiger bracelet in my daughter’s hand mocked me; after everything I had done to keep that God damned insignia out of her life he literally just dropped it in her hand like nothing. 
Once a fucking bastard always a bastard. 
It took all I had in me to not snatch the piece of gaudy jewelry out of Yuki’s hand and melt it in my fireplace. I took a very, long and deep breath in. 
“Yuki, how did you get this?” 
“I told you Mama,” She exasperated, “Daddy gived it to me”
“It’s gave love,” I corrected, “Where did he give it to you?”
 She put her finger to her lips in thought, “Mr. Lee tooked us outside to play and dis really big car was dere. Den a big scary man got out, he was not nice Mommy, but den Daddy got out and yelled my name–”
“Yuki, that's dangerous, we've talked about not speaking to strangers!” I scolded her, literally stunned. My daughter was so trusting she basically ran into her father’s arms without question. 
She recoiled at my tone and began playing with the little trinket on the bracelet out of nervousness, “But Daddy isn’t a stranger…”
I didn’t mean to scoff at my child but she had never met her father once, I know Yuki was sweet and that she was young but I couldn’t understand why she went against what I taught her for a man who is a complete stranger to her. 
“Yuki,” I sighed, “You don’t have a daddy Sugar.”
Her cheeks turned red with a huff, “I do too!”
I put a hand to my forehead ready to end the man I had loved for most of my life. This is exactly why I wanted to keep him out of her life. 
“Where was Mr. Lee?” I decided to change my questioning to keep her from getting any more upset.
“He came over after Daddy gived-gave me my present.” 
“Did he say anything to…Daddy?” I literally had to swallow the bile rising in my throat.
It took Yuki a moment to respond before she said, “Mr. Lee picked me up and asked Daddy who he was.”
“Anything else?” I pushed knowing it was a little unfair to expect her to remember everything the men said or did but my three year old was my only witness.
“Ummmm yeah!” she said excitedly, “Daddy asked Mr. Lee why are you holding my daughter? And then Mr. Lee said dat I don’t have a daddy. But den Daddy showed Mr. Lee a piece of paper and Daddy told me that he would see me and mommy later and got in the big car again. ”
Oh Jesus Christ. He never changes. Over possessive asshole and what the hell did he show Yuki’s teacher? Such a jerk off move to use my kid as a way to exert some weirdo caveman claim on me. 
This was a mess I did not agree to and it was stressing me out. I had no immediate fix to remedy Yuta throwing himself into Yuki’s life. I didn’t even have a clue on where to begin to unravel everything my baby daddy put into her head.
“Thanks baby,” I patted her head, “Go wash your hands, dinner is almost ready.”
“Okay mommy.” she scooted off as I made off for the kitchen.
I never quite made it there because there was a knock on the front door. I sighed I didn’t want to deal with any door-to-door missionaries or salesmen. I went to check the peephole and saw my worst nightmare standing there.
Looking more delicious than the last time I had seen him. Tight ass tshirt hugging his pecs and abs. His organization’s tattoos were covered by the jacket he wore all but the ones on his neck. That same damn tiger he gave to Yuki was peeking over his shirt collar like a damn slap to my face.
Against my better judgment I opened the door. I had a bone to pick with him about going behind my back.
“So you’re a stalker now?” I asked with a strong bite.
He flashed his panty dropping smile at me as he smashed the cigarette he was smoking out under his fancy loafers.
“Only for you baby,” he poked at me with that cheeky tone, “And of course our beautiful Yuki.”
I frowned in anger instantly, “You had no right to go to her school Yuta.”
He tsked, “Why not? Because you said so? Last time I checked I never signed over my parental rights.”
“Are you serious right now?” I gasped in shock, “You abandoned us not an hour after she took her first breath! You never came out of the shadows to do anything with her! As far as I am concerned you did sign off on any kind of rights or relationship.”
His cheeks flushed red which meant he was starting to lose his temper. A real shocker.
“You have no idea the threats I was facing at work, I abandoned our family so that you and our daughter wouldn’t get hurt or worse.”
“Why weren’t you honest with me then? I would’ve understood if it came down to her safety—”
“You’re full of it babe you gave me a hard time whenever I uttered a single word about the family. If I had told you the truth at the time you would’ve ran and I would have never been able to keep tabs on you and Yuki like I’ve been able to since she was born. At least this way I could be with you during your pregnancy and keep you both safe even if that meant I couldn’t be with you after you gave birth to her.”
My head was spinning and I felt like I was being gaslighted, “When I told you I was pregnant you told me to get an abortion.”
He let out a hum, “And when you slapped me across my face that was the end of it. I knew how serious you were about wanting her. I never said another word about it.”
“You’re literally insane…” I mumbled running an entirely confused hand through my hair.
“No doubt about that babe you knew that when we got together back in school. Now that we’ve cleared the air may I please come in and see our daughter? I brought gifts…and since you chose to be petty and ignore me about what size she is I also brought gift receipts.”
I finally noticed the large men standing off to the side with armfuls of gift bags, large, small, medium, mostly girly in prints and pinks. Oh my god he’s bribing my kid, he’s seriously bribing my daughter. 
“Yuta do you realize how confusing this must be for her? Like you were nonexistent in her three years of life and just want to pop in with presents and pretend like you were always there? That’s not fair to her, just because you’re her biological father doesn't automatically mean you have a relationship with her. And while we’re on the subject, what the hell did you show to Mark?”
Yuta ticked his jaw to the side and licked his lips; he was angry for sure.
“Who the fuck is Mark?” He snapped at me some of his cool demeanor flying out the window. 
Jealous. Again. Over someone who watches Yuki. Utterly ridiculous.
“Yuki’s teacher, remember?” I bit back, “You shoved something in his face, what was it?”
“Her fucking birth certificate,” he said with a clenched jaw, “So you’re on a first name basis with all of her teachers then?”
“Nakamoto Yuta,” I spat, “Enough with your petty jealousy it’s irritating and irrational and also unwarranted.”
“Apparently it isn’t if you’re on a first name basis with her teacher.”
I was 1000% over his childish attitude. This wasn’t the first time we argued over his tendency to get jealous. 
“Have a lovely evening Yuta,” I started to close the door but one of the beefy men blocked me from slamming it in my baby daddy’s face.
Yuta snapped at the man in Japanese but looked back to me, “Let me in to see our daughter (Y/n).”
“I didn’t bow to you three years ago and I’m certainly not doing it now,” I growled at him, “You can’t snap your fingers and expect me to jump for you like a dog.”
He ran a hand through his dark shaggy hair in anger, “I expect you to let me have a relationship with our daughter.”
I folded my arms across my chest in means of frustration and protection, “What’s your endgame here Yuta?”
“There’s no endgame here (Y/n) but wanting a relationship with Yuki.”  
“Why now though Yuta?” I questioned him with my head tilted.
He opened his mouth to answer when a small cry came from behind me. “Daddy!”
I blocked my daughter’s view by placing my legs in front of the small slot made by the door, “Look what you’ve done. How am I supposed to explain to her that you left when you inevitably leave again?”
The look on his face was a mixture of anger and hurt with his jaw clenched he said, “What I did to keep you and Yuki safe should not be what you hold against me (Y/n), I’ve done a lot of things to warrant your resentment but this is not one of them I promise. You chose me too, you know? It takes two people to have a baby.”
“It’s not my fault the condom broke Yuta…” I growled quietly and my eyes shifted toward my elderly neighbor who was out walking her Poodle. Apparently I wasn’t quiet enough since she gave us an affronted look on her way by.
“It’s your fault you weren’t taking the pill babe,” he said just as angry, “We can point fingers all we want but it’s a little late for the blame game don’t you think? All I want is to see our daughter. Regardless of our past, Yuki has the right to a father.”
My daughter began swatting my legs so she could get to Yuta, “Mommy I wanna see Daddy. Move please!”
I scoffed at how rude my daughter was, “Yuki, that's not how we ask to get by, telling someone to move is impolite.”
“Sorry Mommy but Daddy’s here!”
“Sugar I’ve already told you that you do not have a–”
“(Y/n) don’t you dare finish that sentence. You’re the one that’s going to confuse her. Come here my baby girl, I brought you something!”
My blood boiled as I watched my baby daddy pick my little girl up and kiss her cheek while letting her peek into one of the large gift bags. I couldn’t resist the little smile that poked through at her excited squeal, her happiness was contagious.
My stomach may have done a flip when I noticed the soft look on my ex’s face as he helped Yuki rifle through the clothes he had bought her. It was probably just wishful thinking on my part, but seeing him hold my child just felt natural.
I awkwardly made eye contact with another neighbor who lived across the way and even with the distance I could see the judgmental look on his face. I sighed, finally relenting to let the men in. I didn’t want anyone to report me to the landlord on suspicious activity.
I pushed the door aside and motioned to Yuta, “Come inside, people are staring.”
He gave me that gorgeous smile that got me pregnant in the first place, “Thanks baby.”
As I allowed his guards inside I knew I was going to live to regret my decision but what could one visit hurt?
A lot.
It could hurt a lot.
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atinyjules · 21 days
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Broken Melodies: Fake or True? ft. Lee Jeno {mini - masterlist}
"Are the feelings we have for each other real or just fuelled by the desperation of our families to live in peace?"
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For as long as you could remember, the Lee family and your family, the Na Crime family had been in a longstanding feud. But as your father and the Lee family's head got older they started to crave for peace and harmony between them. That's where you and their youngest come in. The only way that would get the men of both sides to get along was by declaring their beloved prince and princess as lovers. You and Jeno were out of it, you refused to hold any kind of relationship with each other, whether platonic or romantic but in order to see your fathers happy the both of you didn't have a choice but to come to terms with the situation. But what happens when the both of you or one of you start to catch feelings?
"Don't be mistaken, Lee Jeno. The only reason I'm agreeing to this whole ordeal is my father." Eunbi said earning a scoff from Jeno.
"As if like you're any important to me. I'm doing this for my dad and my family." he said as the both of you looked away from each other.
Lee Jeno
Na Eunbi
Moodboard 1 (Lee Jeno)
Moodboard 2 (Na Eunbi)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
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disastrousduckss · 16 days
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Old art I never posted for the Dad! Ablaze AU
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And a ref for Branch^^(I'm still making Ablaze's)
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seungminsbaldspot · 3 months
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impenetrable - Prologue
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Pairing:  Hybrid/Poly BTS x Reader 
Series Link:  impenetrable masterlist
Word Count: 325
Warnings: Fem reader, Mentions of gangs, hitman behavior, killing, death
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Prologue
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When you are given a target, taking them out is simple. So then why are you struggling with this one? You have found the target, that was easy. But watching him? There is no way that you could do this. 
He lives in a pretty large house in the middle of the woods. You are assuming one of his packmates is blessed when it comes to money. This house was most definitely built for this particular pack. There is plenty of cleared-out land so that the pack members can have activities outside. So far, You have counted seven of the pack, including your target. 
You only know your target’s real name, But you have named the other packmates, nonetheless:
Tall Guy: From what you have seen, he is a human, and possibly the oldest? He likes to provide and prepare most if not all of the meals, although another pack-mate likes to prepare meals as well. 
 Dog: Dog Hybrid likes to joke around, He seems really nice and comforting to everyone. He seems the closet to Tall Guy and Tiger Guy
Tiger: Tiger likes to joke around but is more serious than Dog Guy. He also likes to paint a lot. He’s pretty good too.
Alpha: Alpha is painfully obvious he is the leader of this pack. He seems to be perhaps the one who owns the house? But again, Maybe that’s just because he is the alpha of the pack. 
Strong Guy: Strong Guy's face does not look like the rest of his body. Although he is human, he has the body of the best-trained lab hybrid.  
Happy: Happy guy is always so happy, He loves to joke around with everyone. He likes to dance around too. He really loves to bother your target with his dancing and loudness. 
This finally leads to the target: 
Min Yoongi: The Panther Hybrid who has done some dirty business with the Eanses-the gang that has you chained to them. 
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mint-yooxgi · 1 year
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Kinktober Day 4 - Yandere!Gang Leader!Yuta + Knife & Body Worship
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Anonymous Said: for kinktober: yandere (if possible gang member) yuta + knife/blood + body worship
A/n: Gang Leader!Yuta is thriving ehehehehehe - this one isn’t as spicy as the rest, but still pretty intense imo hehehe
Word Count: 855
Kinktober 2022 Mini Masterlist
It’s not often that you see your boyfriend worked up. Yes, he can get pissed off at times, and a little moody when certain things happen, but this? This is something completely new. Something that makes your heart race in excitement. 
Normally, whenever Yuta sees members of his gang flirting with you, he brushes them off. He knows you can handle yourself well enough, and put people in their place if you have to. It’s one of the main reasons he loves you so much. It’s when rivals of his, pieces of shit who think they can even stand in the presence of his goddess, and dare to flirt with her, that makes him go insane.
Which is exactly why when he saw you leaning casually against the wall, seemingly flirting with Johnny of all people, Yuta saw red.
“Tell me who you belong to.” His voice growls out right by your ear as he presses you further into the wall once you get back to the compound. 
Your lips part in mild surprise, “Yuta-“
“Who do you belong to?” A crazed look is in his eyes as he pulls a blade to your throat.
Your eyes flash, a pleasant shiver running down your spine as you wrap your arms around his waist, “the same person who belongs to me.”
“Who?” He demands, breathing coming in jagged pants as he needs to hear you say it. He needs that confirmation; the reassurance that you’ll always love him, that you’ll always want him as badly as he needs you.
“You, Yuta,” you breathe out, meeting his intense gaze with one of your own.
“Louder.” He growls into the side of your neck, nipping at the skin there as the blade is momentarily forgotten about. “Say it louder.”
“I’m yours, Yuta,” you cry out as he bites down on a particularly sensitive spot on your neck. Your fingers dig into the skin of his lower back as you pull him closer, “and you’re mine.”
“Damn straight,” the grin he wears is nothing short of smug as he pulls away to look into your eyes.
Out of the corner of your vision, you see something glint in the light before the sound of tearing fabric reaches your ears. Looking down, you see that Yuta has completely shredded your shirt with the knife in his hand, exposing you to his lustful stare as he licks his lips.
Tenderly, he cups your face, actions juxtaposing the dark look in his eyes.
“These tender lips are mine,” he places his own back on yours in a searing kiss, as if to prove his point.
Parting from your lips, he’s quick to drag his tongue down the column of your neck, nipping at the skin yet again as he murmurs, “this beautiful neck is mine.”
His hands slide up your sides, moving to cup your breasts through the material of your bra. You can feel the cool press of the metal from the blade against your heated skin, causing you to shiver.
“These,” he gives them an appreciative squeeze, humming in approval as a soft gasp escapes you in response, “are mine.”
Sliding his one hand down, Yuta cups you over your leggings, fingers teasingly pressing into your core and loving the way he can already feel a bit of wetness dampening the material. All for him, and him alone.
“This gorgeous cunt,” he grins, caressing his fingers over your clothed slit yet again, “is mine.”
“Yuta,” his name escapes you no more than a whisper, a desperate plea for him to stop teasing you already.
“Fuck, I love everything about you, Darling,” he leans back into you, pressing his forehead gently against yours as he stares deeply into your eyes. “There is nothing about you that I can say that I don’t like.”
“I can say the same for you, Darling,” the way you drawl out his own name for you back to him has a pleasant shiver running down his spine.
He smirks.
“More than all of that, though,” he continues, pressing you further into the wall, and you can feel just how hard he’s become for you. “I love the fact that you’re mine. Mind, body, and soul.”
“Yours,” you confirm with a groan, loving the way he grinds himself into you as your one hand comes up to tangle in his hair. “And you’re mine.”
His eyes flash, and the knife is suddenly back at your throat. “Say it again.”
“I’m yours, and you’re mine.”
“Again.”
“I’m yours, and you’re mine!”
“Again!” The knife is pressed firmer into your skin, yet not enough to draw blood. Just enough to have your heart racing in excitement at the threat it can pose, but you know Yuta would never dare to hurt you.
“Yuta!” You pull on his hair, eliciting a moan from deep within his throat.
“Get used to it, Darling,” he groans, loving the way you tilt his head back in order to begin placing kisses along his own neck. “By the time I’m done with you, the whole world is going to know who we belong to.”
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miyseung · 5 months
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𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓, 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃
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summary: being part of a gang that murders isn't as badass and cool as those silly romance novels make it out to be. it involves questions, regrets and tough decisions, including ones related to your ex, jay.
genre: angst
includes: exes to (not so) lovers, inaccurate gang life pls bear with me i don't do illegal shit *sob*, murder, death, blood, curse words, guns, jay is mentioned as a nepo baby, mentions of (g)i-dle minnie and soyeon and le sserafim chaewon, quite some flashbacks, not that good ngl, not proofread, lmk if i missed anything
pairing: ex! gang member! jay x ex! gang member! fem! reader
word count: 2.7k
a/n: i apologize for 1. not updating 'diary entries filled with her' i've been busy writing this and i've been too drained to upload those :( i'll start with them again tomorrow and 2. if this isn't all that good idk why i wasted time writing this but oh well
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“Y/N, your target is agent JJXNG. He’s an assassin like you who’s part of the team trying to track us down.” You focused on Minnie in front of you, the leader of the gang you were a part of. You were her most trusted assassin and the one she assigned the most difficult targets to. Sometimes, you didn’t understand what kept you in this job, but all your doubts would clear whenever you saw the stacks of cash as your monthly salary.
“JJXNG. How long has he been with the squad?”
“Two years. He’s a formidable force though — sneaky rat. He slips out from right under our noses.” “I see. Any specific date I should get him dead by?” “As soon as possible, honestly. I’ll tell Chaewon to set up a lead in one of our usual alleys.”
“What about alley 96?”
“Perfect. See, this is why I love you so much.”
She patted your shoulder, grinning a little. You chuckled, but it was weak. Seeing that, her face wore a look of concern.
“Are you okay with doing this though? I know you’re going through that break up…”
You shook your head.
“I’ll be fine. Can’t let emotions get in the way, right? Anyway, it’s not like this involves him.”
“I understand if not though. I’ll just ask Soyeon.”
“Seriously, I’ll do it.”
She tilted her head questioningly, and you nodded. She sighed before letting go of your shoulder.
“Alright then, I’ll call you once Chae is done. Take care of yourself until then, hm?”
“I will. Take care, Minnie.”
She smiled, and you reciprocated the gesture.
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Upon reaching your apartment, you went into your room, looking for a change of clothes. Hands moving through your wardrobe, you froze as they landed on a certain hoodie.
Jay’s.
You must’ve mistaken it as one of your own when you were returning all his stuff. You ran your hands slowly over the fabric which was surprisingly still somewhat warm. He bought it in the USA, and it was rather expensive. You often stole it from him to the point where he just gave up and gifted it to you.
Unfolding it, you had an internal debate over whether you should wear it. In the end, you took off the clothes you were wearing and wore the hoodie and a pair of comfortable leggings. Why leave it to collect dust?
Soon, you were on your bed, lazing around as you scrolled on your Instagram feed. Your eyes were looking at posts, stories, and reels, but your brain processed nothing. 
Jay.
Homemade cooking.
As if on cue, your stomach grumbled.
You buried your face in your mattress, groaning. Hell, you missed the taste of his food, but worse — you missed him.
You were yet to reach the acceptance bit of the five stages of grief, and it was hindering all your thoughts. Looking back at your phone, you closed Instagram and opened your gallery.
A major part of getting over someone was deleting the more intimate pictures with and of them.
Fuck it, you didn’t.
How could you, when the man was way too fine to be real?
You were holding on to slivers of what you used to have, and you knew it was unhealthy, but who were you to care?
Scrolling through all the pictures, different memories played in your mind by a broken record. Smiley, hot, cute, straight from hell, meme-worthy, sculpted by Michelangelo, jawline sharp enough to cut through a watermelon, goofy, with a guitar — your photo album of him had all genres of Park Jongseong, even his darkest and deepest ones.
If everything was so perfect, what went wrong?
You reflected on your three-year relationship with him. Arguments were few and far between the two of you. You spent a lot of time with him, he spoiled you a lot (even though you told him not to), he treated you like a princess, and you reciprocated it as much as you could. Even with all your missions with the gang, everyone would call you both the perfect couple.
Your parents adored him — he was their ideal son-in-law — and you couldn’t help but smile as you remembered the shy look on his face as they explicitly told him that. His parents were friendly with you. Sure, they were a bit awkward and haughty, but you had seen worse.
All this got you wondering…
Where in the middle of this dreamy paradise did the devil find his home?
He wouldn’t have cheated. He was too good-hearted for that…or at least you hoped.
You did a little digging after you both ended things, but (un)fortunately you had no evidence to support your claim, and couldn’t have any justified hard feelings towards him.
You had the events of that day burned in your memory — the day when the safe little bubble you lived in burst.
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He was at your place, and you both were watching a movie together. Usually, you’d be cuddling with him, but that day, it was like he was doing his best not to let even an inch of his skin come in contact with yours. It hurt your feelings, sure, but you just brushed it off as him being on his man period.
A scene appeared on the screen where the main character and her love interest were having a cheesy date, and you turned to look at Jay, expecting a comment about how your relationship with him was better or a lovesick smile, or his lips puckering out in an awkwardly endearing manner, or- or- anything other than a blank stare and a frown. He noticed your gaze and his jaw tensed.
“Y/N…this-this- you and I…”
He took a deep breath.
“I can’t do us anymore.”
Your eyes widened, and your mouth opened and closed like a fish. Your hand reached for his instinctively, but he drew it back, showing that he wasn’t joking. 
“But- why? What’s-What’s going wrong? It’s nothing we…we can’t fix, you know- I’m sorry if I did anything, I’ll-I’ll change my ways, just please don’t-”
“It’s not your fault, okay? I just- my work is getting more time-consuming nowadays, and I don’t want to end up neglecting you in the process, Y/N. You deserve someone better.”
“I don’t need anyone else, Jay! You’re more than enough, you’re my everything! I don’t care if you have to spend less time with me, I understand and I’ll manage-”
“No Y/N, trust me. Plus…”
He looked away nervously, eyes staring at the paused screen as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.
“Plus…?” “My parents disapprove.”
Silence.
“Oh.”
You couldn’t say anything against that. You knew how much Jay loved his parents, and you would never want to come between them.
“I’m sorry, Y/N. I wish it wasn’t like this.”
“That’s okay. I know- how they mean the world to you.”
“I’m not saying you don’t, but-”
“It’s fine, really.”
He placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. “I wish you all the best in your future endeavors, Y/N. I’ll never forget you. I just can’t.”
“You too, Jay. Good luck with your work.”
And just like that, he left.
A month ago.
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You wanted to scream. This was like the millionth time that you thought about that day.
You seriously had to get something better to do in your life. 
Suddenly, a call came on your phone. You looked at the ID, and as you expected, it was Minnie.
“Y/N? Hello.”
“Hey, Minnie. Something up?”
“They took the bait literally an hour after Chaewon set it up.”
There was a snicker of amusement from her end, and you grinned a little to yourself as well over how stupid the squad was.
“Damn, they’re confident.”
“I know! They didn’t even wait!”
“It’s dumb.”
“Mhm. Anyway, those bitches set up the meeting date as fuckin’ tomorrow. Wild, no?”
“Seriously? So soon? Kinda feeling bad for JJXNG, the poor guy most likely isn’t even prepared.”
“Fools, really. Deserved. You’re up for it, right?”
“Of course. Time?”
“11 p.m.”
“Alright, I’ll see you at the base at 10:30 p.m. tomorrow. That good?”
“That’s perfect. Alley 20, by the way.”
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The alley was quiet, the streetlights providing just enough luminescence for you to notice the outline of a man slowly approaching you. You gripped the pistol in your hand tighter, setting your arm to the side so that the guy wouldn’t notice.
The soft but heavy sound of his footsteps was slightly muffled by the drizzle that left you a bit soaked. Drops of water trailed from your hair to your face, and you wiped them off with your free hand.
The man was now close enough to you. He wore a mask just like you did, but his was black with ‘JJXNG’ written on it in bold, red letters.
This guy was bloody stupid.
There was something familiar in his gaze, but you brushed it off as deja vu. He seemed to be sizing you up, so you did the same. You noticed that he had a gun too, so you moved yours further behind your back. Looking into his eyes, you saw that there was a bit of confusion swirling in them.
“Agent JJXNG? Hard to pronounce.”
You chuckled dryly, but his eyes widened.
“You’re…ENZ? Wait, but-”
Why…why was his voice so familiar? The guy had the same tone as…as someone who had been a vital part of your life until a month ago, and then became a permanent resident in your head.
“Y/N?”
You froze.
“How- How the fuck do you-”
The same surprise. The same shock. The same concern.
“Jongseong…?”
He lowered his mask at you saying his name, and you could see how his mouth was agape with shock. You did the same, although your lips were pursed together in a thin line. 
“I didn’t expect to be seeing you so soon.”
His hands fidgeted with his pistol, and you realized.
You were tasked to kill him.
He stood still for a moment, seemingly going through the same dilemma.
“So, Jongseong, this is the work that’s been so time-consuming, hm? Did your parents approve of this?”
He gritted his teeth, remembering how he said those things as a reason for breaking up with you.
“Look, Y/N-”
“I’m not about to get together with you right now.”
“I’m not that desperate.”
That hurt, and you had no idea why.
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“Do you promise to never keep secrets from me, Jay?”
You held out your pinkie suddenly, catching him off guard. The poor boy was just trying to cook.
“All of a sudden?”
He chuckled, before instantly locking pinkies with you.
“I promise, only if you do the same, love.”
You smiled at him, before placing a chaste kiss on his cheek.
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You shook your head, not wanting to remember unfulfilled promises right now. Suddenly, your eyes focused on the gun pointed directly at your forehead and you winced, mentally slapping yourself for losing focus.
“Didn’t think I’d be doing this ever in my life, but here we are.”
His tone was cold yet cocky, which was annoying as hell. You reciprocated the gesture calmly, and he narrowed his eyes at you.
“Fuck. Should’ve seen that coming.”
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He was in a pissy mood. You were in a pissy mood.
An irritated Jay plus an irritated you equaled disaster, which was why you usually avoided each other when both of you were emotionally heightened.
Unfortunately, circumstances didn’t allow that. You were at his house already mad, and you wanted to be with him to blow some steam off. He got some news from work that seriously angered him by the time you were there.
It started with you forgetting to wash the dishes once and ended up with the both of you having a screaming match in the living room. He complained that ‘you never cared about his feelings’ and you retorted by saying ‘he had extremely high standards’.
That was your first major argument, and it ended so badly that you didn’t contact each other for a week.
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Why were you having all these flashbacks? You weren’t some anime protagonist. 
“Is this a race of who kills who first?”
“It’s always like that. I thought you had two years of experience under your Prada belt? Or are your targets handed to you on a silver platter as well?”
He scoffed at your remark. He never liked to be reminded that he was a nepo baby. He was always extremely humble and sweet, even if he occasionally didn’t understand seemingly normal things due to his upbringing.
But fuck it, to hell with him and his kindness.
“It just feels weird, since I’m killing you.”
Your grip on your pistol loosened.
“...yeah.”
His eyes were now filled with remorse as they softened.
“Frankly speaking, I don’t-don’t really know how I’ll go on- move on from this.”
He cared.
He still cared.
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A week after that big fight, you had someone at your door — Jay.
When you saw him at your doorstep, all of your favorite snacks cooked by him in one hand and a necklace box in another, you didn’t know how to react.
“Y/N, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lashed out at you like that.”
He genuinely looked like he was going to burst into tears. You hugged him tight, and he buried his head in your shoulder, sniffling a little.
“I forgive you. I’m sorry too.”
“I thought I lost you, love. Please- don’t leave me.”
“I won’t, Jay. I never will.”
The rest of the day was spent with you both cuddling, eating, and (re)watching your favorite movies amongst many kisses.
And that’s how you both made up after every fight.
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You struggled to come to terms with the fact that the same guy you used to watch Lady and the Tramp with was now pointing a gun at your forehead.
In his defense, you were doing the same thing.
“You know what?”
“What?”
“I’ll count to three, and we pull the trigger at the same time when I reach 0.”
You didn’t know how to feel about that suggestion — it made too many things real.
You were going to die.
He was going to die.
You’d be the reason he died.
He’d be the reason you died.
You didn’t want to continue living after this. You didn't want to live holding the huge guilt of having murdered the sweetest guy on the planet. At this point, you were struggling to hold back tears.
“Sure.”
You steadied your arm, and he copied your action.
“3…”
The first day you both met.
“2…”
The day he asked you to be his girlfriend.
“1…”
Life while dating him.
“0.”
The day you both broke up.
The loud bang of your gunshot echoed throughout the alley, the rain accentuating it. The sound overpowered the clang of his gun falling to the ground, and his soft words.
“Y/N…I can’t. I can’t kill you. I still love yo-”
You opened your eyes and froze.
How did you just do that?
He should’ve killed you, you were dea-
Your eyes fell upon Jay’s body in front of you.
There was a hole in his forehead, and blood was trickling out of it. His eyes were rolled to the back of his head, and you could only see the whites. There he lay, limp and lifeless.
And it was all your fault.
Then it hit you.
He didn’t shoot. 
He broke yet another promise.
You kneeled in front of him, letting yourself cry. You cradled him close just like how you used to whenever he had a bad day and you would comfort him.
“Jay…Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Why-Why didn’t you shoot?! Bastard, how do you want me to live now that you’re gone! You piece of- of absolute shit! I loved you, I love you and I will- simply continue to love you, and-and it’s going to hurt ‘cause you’re not here, damn it!”
You held him close, your salty tears mixing with his blood.
You couldn’t do it.
You couldn’t continue life knowing you were the reason he died.
You remained in that position, Jay’s body in your arms. Your warm hand gripped his cold one. It was weird how it still gave you comfort.
Your eyes darted around, before focusing on his gun in the pool of blood. You took it, deciding to finish his mission for him, not minding the red liquid staining your hand.
His gun was now on the side of your head.
“I love you, Park Jongseong.”
Another loud bang echoed in the alleyway.
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grim-ghosty · 11 days
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What are interactions between Bounty Hunter Branch and the other bounty hunters like?
BH Branch is much like the first movie Branch, so he is cold and distant from other trolls, including the other bounty hunters. But that doesn’t mean he never interacted with them. 
He interacts with them if he has to or if the other bounty hunters catch him when he is at Oscar’s Milkshake Bar, where bounty hunters get their jobs and hang out. He is annoyed that they keep trying to talk to him, but the other bounty hunters are curious and eager to make Branch their friend. (except Dickory, who doesn’t trust or like Branch).
Hope that answers your question, thank you for asking, I really appreciate it!
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sk8erboi-bts · 2 years
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More Yoonkook Fics for Summertime Sadness
Trapped in the heat of the long, hot, dog days, please enjoy more Yoonkook fics (I know I know, there are other pairings I should get to lol)
👍 Yes to Smut
The Lonely Hearts Club by Polio
Yoongi and JK bond over being rejected by Jimin and Namjoon 💔
as the shadows grow by spudcity
Joseon-era fantasy au with super cool world-building ✨
Black no. 1 by nutting
Rapper Yoongi, goth Kook, well-written build up to some very hot sex 🔥
As You Wish by theimpossibleimpala
Idolverse, Yoongi does everything JK asks him to do. JK asks for a lot 👀
🚫 No to Smut
Take Cover by almostsophie1
holy shit, this fic. Undercover gang member Yoongi, innocent neighbor-boy JK. Just read it, it's so fucking good, one of my new faves for sure.
sonatina by orphan_account
Yoongi is stuck in a time loop, repeating the same day over and over as he slowly learns to appreciate Kook
all this longing (that's what the water gave us) by bellames
siren Kook saves suicidal Yoongi. Dark but very poetic 🌊
Not Impossible by dreamingdaegu
Yoonkook are single dads whose kids are friends. I'm not usually into kid-fics but this one is just so cute and well-written!
(link to other fic recs)
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elliesuh · 2 years
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Leverage;; Johnny Suh, Jung Jaehyun
Gang Leader John Suh, Co-Leader Jung Jaehyun
Warnings: mention of physical violence and implied sexy times
Note: all activity is consensual, y/n is safe<3
You don't know how you ended up in this situation, well, you do, however, sat small on the large couch in your his home, with his once honey eyes burning holes into your head, occasionally drifting down to your smudged makeup from endless crying, begging, more like, doesn't make you feel any more enlightened.
"I don't enjoy watching you cry over other men, darling." any other time you would cave, fall to him like he's a God when he calls you sweet names, but this time you're scared.
Scared to move to suffer the consequences of your previous actions.
"Darling?" He calls again, his voice 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 with venom, leaning forward from his seated position in front of you, hooking a tattooed hand under your jaw, his rings digging into your soft flesh, forcing you to look at him, "Look at me." it wasn't a request, it was an order.
"Come on, baby, look at daddy, be a good girl."
The hidden praise from the older man makes you push yourself to look up at him, your insides melting away as you make eye contact.
You did something you shouldn't of, or shouldn't of let someone do. "Y/N, I know what you did, its useless crying anymore sweetheart." he speaks like he's changed personality since ten minutes ago.
`psychopath` You think to yourself as he grimaces at your lack of response, Jaehyun knows his limits, as do you, but three drinks down paired with a low tolerance, he was everywhere on you at once, bruises and bitemarks included.
"J-Johnny plea-" You were cut off by a harsh slap, echoing in the open living room, tears pouring down your stained and ruined cheeks, makeup long gone, his strong, tall frame standing to tower over you with a glare.
You should never of left his side, the man who protects you from everything bad, from people who want to hurt you, you must admit, Jaehyun has never irked Johnny, he's one of his best men in nct, but tonight was different, tonight you became a "big girl". Left daddy's side at the bar to explore, bumping into his best friend, letting every wrong desire overcome you, the rules you've been taught draining from you the second you feel Jaehyuns hand on your waist, pulling you closer as John proposes some business plan to a very intoxicated and uninterested Taeyong.
As the night went on, Johnny was getting a hint at what pathetic effort you've done to make him just purely jealous, making you curious as to what he'll do to you to show you that you're his. And his only.
Making John Suh jealous isn't hard, he caves over you the second you even blink at one of his close friends, playing innocent just adds to the fun, getting the leverage over his games.
You've got him exactly where you wanted him.
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This is my first ever drabble ig? I've never written fanfic before, be gentle pls😭 i'll only post here (@elliesuh), my work will not be seen anywhere else, I look forward to writing more on here!! 💓 This idea came to me at like 2am, so don't come for me if there's typos or it makes zero sense, woop woop! I'm a sucker for Johnjae😔
I'll tag my two of my current fave writers that make nct fanfics, because me reading their works at midnight inspired me to do something of my own, tysm 😭 @smileysuh @neopuppy 💓
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cosmicbxrbie · 8 months
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Dear diary // Aeri Uchinaga
Entry 2
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October 4th, 1994
Seoul, South Korea
Aeri Uchinaga. Most people either loves or hates her really. I can count on one hand how many times I've actually talked to the Japanese girl, each time was more meaningless than the last.
While most students view Aeri as this unlimited source of sunshine, I however think she's a piece of shit. Maybe it's because I'm jealous of how effortlessly popular she is. Or maybe it's because her and her friends are so often the cause of my migraines with their loud talking and uniforms reaking of cigarette smoke. It's hard to tell really.
But today, something happened that made me question my feelings towards her. We ended up in the same group for a class project, and I couldn't help but dread the experience. I anticipated her bossing everyone around, dismissing ideas that weren't hers, and just generally making the whole process unbearable.
To my surprise, she was different. She listened to everyone's ideas, including mine, and even complimented some of the suggestions I had. It wasn't the Aeri I was used to seeing – the seemingly self-absorbed popular girl who couldn't be bothered with the rest of us "invisible" students.
As we worked together, I caught glimpses of vulnerability behind her usual confident facade. I daresay, she was even a little sweet? I do admit I am too quick to judge people, too glad when they live up to the shitty expectations I set for them. But even I have to admit that I was sort of happy Aeri "passed".
And while I'm usually used to doing 99% of the work in group projects, today Aeri made everything just a little bit easier.
- 𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝔂/𝓷
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tantei-chan01 · 1 month
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I am very curious about the bounty hunters and their reactions to Branch. Like, aside from Hickory, they feel like a group of underappreciated side characters who should probably get more attention. Especially the KPop and Reggaeton trolls. What was even their deal in World Tour, anyways!? The competition was to catch Poppy. If they brought her and the Pop String to Barb, she'd spare their music and give them a small portion of territory.
So why the heck did they go after Branch!? You can even tell they knew he wasn't Poppy and that he wasn't with Poppy as well since one of the KPops (I think it was Bun Bun) actively name dropped him right before they grabbed him and grabbed him away. You can probably infer they thought if they captured Poppy's beastie he'd be able to lure Poppy out or they could get her location... except not five minutes before he was singing a sad love song about how he had to let Poppy go and how it's best for both of them if they weren't friends anymore even thought he loves her more than anything... while walking in the opposite direction. If they really wanted to find her all they needed to do was follow the direction he had come from.
And that doesn't explain the Reggaeton Trio. Why did they just show up wanting Branch!? They knew he wasn't the target. They knew there'd be no benefit to bringing him to Barb. Why try to get him??
And during the dance off why did both parties actively force Branch to dance with them!? They actively untied him and mad ehim play along, even showing Tresillo being outraged and angry when he saw Branch dancing with the KPops.
I have a lot of questions about that scene that only get more interesting when I consider mute Branch.
While Poppy might not be the greatest listener, she is a caring queen, so they'd probably use Branch as a bargaining chip.
They saw Branch a bigger threat and to gauge this, the reggaeton trolls and K-pop gang did the dance battle. They can test his reflexes, memory, and foresight this way. With how fast he picked up the very different dances, it was obvious that he's a troll to watch out for.
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bigbangclappin · 2 years
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Baby Face
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Summary: They don’t call him Felix ‘Baby Face’ Lee for nothing.
Genre; angst, more angst, and dark relationships
Warnings: toxic relationships, that’s really it! Let me know if you want a part two. Also the gif is not mine it’s Keyleya’s on Weheartit. Enjoy bad boy/honeyboy! Lixi!
The other members of Stray Kids call him Baby Face for a reason. The sweet purity of his cherub face could fool even the most cunning of gangsters. His honey boy persona made missions for the group a lot easier, it helped that he was also very charming.
And I had been tricked like the fool I was.
I had not spoken to Felix ‘Baby Face’ Lee in two weeks since I had found out he was lying to me For the entirety of our one year relationship.
For two very specific reasons, the first being that he was part of the largest drug trafficking circle in the country and two, he wounded my pride.
Not only did I catch him telling his friends that our intimate relationship for the most part sucked but also he and his gang had bet on it.
What more was there to say?
Boy hurts girl, girl goes back to dorm and cries, girl cuts boy out of her life.
That’s life and it was time to move on.
Or so I had hoped.
“Oi (Y/n)! Wait up,” That strong Aussie accent made my ever fast pace pick up more speed. I had no interest in speaking to Baby’s wingman. I had no interest in any of those hooligans, I had more important things to think about.
Like the impending group assignment in Human Studies that was currently hanging over my head. I tightened the hold of my books against my chest and began to jog into the main hall to escape Chris Bang and whatever bidding he would do on behalf of his friend.
“(Y/n)!” Chris called his voice closer this time, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes as he fell in to step with me.
“Back off Bang,” I warned, refusing to even look at him.
“I swear I’ll leave you alone, just hear me out first.”
“There’s nothing to hear out,” I fired back, doing my best to get around him. Chris stepped in front of me blocking my path and my exit.
“Have a heart (Y/N) he’s a mess without you.” Chris pleaded and possibly realized his choice of words wasn’t the best.
“I did and then he crushed it under his big black boot. See you around Chris….”
I walked around the bulky man only to see the other half of the Aussie line. The reason for my broken heart. Our eyes met briefly.
His were red and puffy, his lips were swollen from biting them but for some reason he still looked handsome. His black hair pulled up into a small ponytail, his cute freckles on display, his leather vest and pants shing under the harsh fluorescent lighting.
His lips turned into that sweet cat-like smile and it nearly banished my resolve. I cleared my throat and gave a steely glare in return. Wiping that smile right off his face. Good I hoped it hurt.
“Baby please—” that deep voice begged, attempting to grab my hands. I strategically dodged his grip.
“I am not your baby anymore and nor will I ever be again. I don’t trust you.”
Felix dropped to his knees in front of me, he took hold of my legs and started crying once more. I sighed out of embarrassment. People were starting to stare as they tried to get to class.
“Stand up Felix,” I demanded my hand tugging on his leather vest. “Quit making a scene.”
“Not u-unless you give me a chance to explain…”
People were whispering all around us and I was already late to class, “Fine fine just let me get to class!”
He nodded against me and then his friend helped him up all while Felix sniffled and wiped his tears.
They didn’t call him Baby Face for nothing.
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atinyjules · 20 days
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Broken Melodies : Fake or True ft. Lee Jeno {ch-4}
A/n: Welcome to chapter 4! For those who reached this far I thank you guys for supporting this series!
So here it iss ✨
The use of coloured fonts is to portray their telepathic conversations. Pink for Eunbi and Blue for Jeno
The mini - masterlist for this series can be found here
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Jeno's
"No. I can't. I won't." I told dad who sighed and removed his glasses.
"Jeno, your whole life I've let you do whatever you wanted and gave you whatever you asked for. Please just do this favour for me. Just this once." dad pleaded making me look at him in panic.
Why do you look so...sad?
"I'll do it. Just...don't be so sad dad." I said as he looked at me.
"You'll do it?" he asked light coming back into his face as I gave him my best smile, even though it was forced.
"But why all of a sudden?" I asked as he motioned me to sit next to him on the couch.
"All my life, I grew up hating the Na family. I wasted my whole youth trying to kill their leader and so did he. But I never realised that all that time we could've been allies and friends instead of enemies.
But we were too late as our children grew up to hate each other too. I recently met him and we talked not as enemies but as friends. We both have the same wish for peace between our gangs. Both you and his daughter are the beloved treasures of each gang so if the both of you come together, the gangs will too." dad said as clenched my fist under the table.
He's sick...I don't want to upset him further...but then again I did want the rivalry to end.
"Okay. I'll do it." I said making dad smile brightly and pull me in for a hug.
"I knew I could count on you." he said making me soften as I hugged him back.
"Now, let's go! We wouldn't want to be late to meet your beautiful bride would we?" he said making me do a double take.
"Wait...WHAT?"
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Eunbi's
The thought of marrying Jeno, Lee Jeno the dumbass. Oh my gosh, please tell me this is a dream. As I touched up my makeup in the wash room I couldn't help but clench my fist.
"Even if I hate it...the face dad made when I said yes. I haven't seen him this happy ever since..." I trailed as I looked down.
Mom left
I took a deep breath and reapplied my lip gloss and checked my hair before going out to see Lee Jeno and his father I suppose.
As he not informed? Why does he look so shocked?
"There's my Princess. This is my daughter Eunbi." I smiled and greeted Jeno's father who looked at me and smiled brightly.
"What a beautiful daughter you have. Nice to meet you, Eunbi." he said kindly as I smiled.
"Thank you! It's a pleasure to meet you...and you." I trailed when I made eye contact with Jeno.
"Jeno, won't you introduce yourself to Eunbi?" his father encouraged when Jeno sighed.
What the hell is his problem? Many people wish to marry a beauty like me but here I am accepting to marry this douchebag. Can't he at least be happy?
"We already know each other." he trailed looking away when I smiled.
"We dooo~ how did we first meet again?" I pretended to think and smirked internally when his eyes jolted towards me.
"Oh, that's good to hear you're both already acquainted!" dad exclaimed as I smiled and threatened him with my eyes.
'If you don't wan't me to expose the truth, you better fucking behave in front of my dad.' I told him with my eyes.
'The fuck is your deal?" he replied with his eyes.
'Uh uh uhh...wouldn't want daddy to know would we?" I retaliate as he huffs.
"Look at them, already lost in each others eyes." Jeno's father said as me and Jeno were brought back to reality as we awkwardly laughed.
"Don't worry we were just messing with you. We're not monsters who will just let our kids marry each other like that for our own gains." dad says making us furrow our brows and look at him.
"We just need the both of you to act like lovesick fools who are deeply in love with each other to ease the tension and hopefully stop the violence between our gangs." Jeno's dad said making the both of us punch the ain in victory.
"Yes!" we said in unison making both the men laugh.
"Ah, so you two didn't want the marriage." dad said making me widen my eyes.
"Dad, no-" his laugh cut me off.
"It's all good but we just need the both of you to act as realistically in love as you can. You're brothers must never know." Jeno's dad said making me furrow my brows.
"No one except the four of us should find out. I expect this information to only be known by us. It should, under no circumstances be known to anyone else." dad said seriously as the both of us nodded.
After talking for a while we left to retreat to our respective homes for the night.
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The next day came in a blink and Eunbi was peacefully having dinner when the roaring sounds of a bike greeted her eardrums.
She let out a sigh and walked towards the balcony of her dining room only for her eyes to bulge out at the sight of Jeno leaning on his bike, his back facing her.
She quickly ran in and took a grape from the fruit bowl making her father chuckle, already knowing why. Eunbi aimed and threw the grape towards the back of his head when his hand swiftly caught it without looking. He popped the grape in his mouth and turned around.
"Hurry up, will you. We don't have time." he just said and turned back around making Eunbi run to her father who was peacefully enjoying his meal.
"What is he doing here dad??" she whisper screamed as her father chuckled.
"He wouldn't be a good boyfriend if he didn't pick you up and drop you off would he?" her father said making her groan as she left to get dressed.
After dressing up she headed out towards Jeno who looked at her and sighed.
"What took you so long?" he complained as she looked around and smacked his head.
"We will continue this at school." she said before taking the extra helmet from his hand and putting it on. She then got on the bike and wrapped her hands around Jeno's waist making him jolt.
"Don't hold my waist." he warned as Eunbi scoffed.
"As if like I want to, I'm only doing this because I don't want to fall off. Now drive." she commanded as he huffed and drove his bike to college.
Before reaching the college they stopped at a secluded area where no one could see them and he drove off. Eunbi couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the black kawasaki and its rider drive away.
"Guess this is my life now." she said with a bored expression as she walked towards the same direction with an exasperated sigh.
Let's see how baby Eunbi and Baby Jeno get through their days as a secret (fake) couple 😩✨
That's it for this chapter 💖✨
You can find Chapter 5 here
Likes and rebloggs are appreciated 💖✨
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you can bet your ass reader saved that meme to their phone within 0.0002 seconds and is already plotting on how to send it to chan lmao too bad they'll never get the chance
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