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[softsan]

NCT WEREWOLF AU (AESTHETIC)

A remake of this: X

Taeyong

alpha

seven hundred and one years old

suspicious and dubious of humans

puts his pack above all

can be rash and unforgiving

encounters his mate on a non-routine hunt

mate: councilman's daughter

Taeil

elder

eight hundred and fifty-six years old

oldest member of the pack

works as an adviser to the alpha and the betas

breaks up and resolves pack conflicts

stumbles onto his mate who's wearing a disguise

mate: physician

Johnny

hunter

four hundred and eighty-nine years old

has the best sense of smell in the pack

the pack's number-one tracker.

exceptional at mauling his enemies.

left heartbroken by his mate's rejection

mate: rival pack member

Yuta

hunter

four hundred and sixty-seven years old

incredibly quick and stealthy

is labeled the 'ambusher' for his cut-throat hunting tactics

despises the prospect of a mate

believes fate is cruel and callous

mate: city guardian

Kun

beta

six hundred and eighteen years old

second in command

rules in taeyong's absence

known to be morally strict and stern

goes against his beliefs by stealing his mate away

mate: stolen bride

Doyoung

delta

five hundred and thirty-two years old  

is the support unit of the pack

on standby to fulfill the duties of ill or injured packmates

finds himself in a hopeless situation

accidentally marks his mate in a poisoned haze

mate: north's princess

Ten

head scout

five hundred and sixteen years old

has an unparalleled control of his inner wolf

works as the pack's eyes and ears in the city

warns the pack of dangers outside their territory

overcomes his heartbreak by meeting a nifty pickpocket

mate: thief

Jaehyun

delta

four hundred and forty-nine years old

strongest member of the pack

formidable opponent in battle

responsible for guarding the pack's territory

comes across his mate in the scorching sands

mate: she-wolf

Winwin

sentinel

four hundred and three years old

routinely patrols the pack's territory

greats new visitors and learns their intentions

will harshly punish aggressive and disrespectful intruders

accidentally kidnaps his mate instead of his actual target

mate: royal governess

Jungwoo

scout

three hundred and twenty-one years old

has great command of his inner wolf

can avoid shifting on a full moon

gathers and shares information for the pack

blown away by his sweet mate

mate: royal maidservant

Mark

delta

three hundred and twelve years old

known to be sunny but stubborn

incredibly fast learner

teaches hunting skills to younger pack members

saved by his mysterious and magical mate

mate: thread coven witch

Renjun

salutary

two hundred and sixty-three years old

is the pack's herbalist

makes tonics and concoctions for his fellow wolves

plagued by dreams of the past

gives the cold shoulder to his mate

mate: old soul

Jeno

hunter

two hundred forty-eight years old

a distinguished pack fighter

often organizes hunts

is the first to volunteer to go on nightly patrols

captured by his formidable mate

mate: general's daughter

Haechan

omega

two hundred and twenty-four years old

rash and impulsive

has poor control over his inner wolf

frustrated by his low status within the pack

taken in by his beloved mate

mate: baker

Jaemin

hunter

two hundred and twenty-two years old

very talented tracker

is the most versed with their territory's terrain

lovestruck by the idea of love and fate

has his memory wiped by his elusive mate

mate: siren

Xiaojun

scout

one hundred and eleven years old

has mastered controlling his inner beast

recently elevated to the position of scout

is eager to prove himself within the pack

rescues his mate from the cruelty of humans

mate: seer

Hendery

hunter

eighty-three years old

loves running under the moon's light

known for his great speed and stealth

recently elevated to the position of hunter

taken down by his fearless mate

mate: assassin

YangYang

omega

twenty-three years old

only recently had his first transformation

is the pack's forager

searches for plants and provisions to help feed the pack

is reunited with his childhood friend and mate

mate: greenskeeper

Chenle

pup

twenty-two years old

is eager for his first transformation

spent his early years on the run with his aunt

thankful to be accepted into a pack

ambushed by his wicked mate

mate: star coven witch

Jisung

pup

twenty-one years old

is nervous about his first transformation

last to join the pack

spent years hiding underground from humans

shyly taken by his doting mate

mate: seamstress

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[vergilthelibrarian]

Yandereish!JenoxGNDrugAddict!Reader

CW:mentions of drug use, abuse, and trauma (it’s not that bad)

If I continue this, Jeno gonna become crazy also reader is very lovesick over Jeno

Enjoy ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

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Jeno sighed as he saw you, closing his eyes for a bit before opening it once again, taking in the sight before him.

You were laying in a tub, your eyes hooded, breathing slowly. Jeno's eyes moved to the needle and spoon on the edge of the tub.

He sighed once more before getting on his knees and checking you, making sure you were okay.

His warm hand gentle touched your cheek, his thumb rubbing the skin, You leaned into his touch, finally taking notice of the man.

"J-Jeno?"

The man nodded, not saying a word.

A loving smile grew on your lips and Jeno gulped, his body stiffening and growing warm.

He always hated seeing you in this state. It always made him angry but knowing your past, his anger never really stayed for long.

You always had it hard.

Your parents were drug addicts, your mother even doing crack while she was pregnant with you.

They were also abusive So when you were 5 you were taken into foster care where you suffered even more abuse.

You never really did stood a chance at life.

Jeno licked his lips before moving his hand away and carefully picked you up from your bathtub like he would always do.

He carried you to your bedroom and laid you down on your bed.

He then left, decided to try to find something in your fridge for you to eat.

When Jeno first met you, you were already doing heroin.

It didn't deter the feelings he had for you, in fact it made him overly protective of you.

You were so vulnerable when you were high so whenever you did get high and he was around, he practically become your personal bodyguard, not trusting anyone near you, rightfully paranoid that you may get taken advantaged of.

Jeno open the fridge and saw that you didn't have much food again so decided to just order you some pizza, making a mental note to take you grocery shopping.

His friends never understood why he had feelings for you.

Hell, even Jeno himself didn't understand it at first. But soon he did and suddenly he started becoming clingy towards you which turned you off from him understandably.

He couldn't help himself honestly. He really did like you. He cared a lot about you and once genuinely cares for someone, he gets very clingy and needy.

Because of this, Jeno knew how to get you to warm up to him.

He toned down his neediness and began helping you little by little.

Needed some clothes? He'd take you shopping.

Needed some food? He'd get groceries delivered to your place.

Needed your phone to be turned back on? Not only will he turn it back on but he'll even put you on his plan.

All of this and more made you warm up to him and it even made you dependent on him a tad bit and because of that he soon would hear you talk about stories from your past.

First it was just good memories, a lot of it hilarious but at some point you became comfortab enough to tell him about your traumas, your hurt, your wounds and once Jeno realized this he knew that he had you.

Then he started taking you out on "platonic" dates, trying his best to whoo you.

He began buying you gifts and the look of surprise and love that you would give him always made him flushed, his body stiffening and his body becoming warm.

But you still weren't his... yet anyway. And though he quickly realized that he was in fact in love with you, because of you not being his, he still screwed around here and there.

What he didn't anticipate was for you to walk in on him.

The pain he saw in your eyes as it began to water, your face contorting into sadness as his name softly left your lips... he has never felt so much heartache to see you that way.

To see you hurt because of him.

Knowing everything about you from the stories you would tell him about your life, to threatening your few close friends to give him more info about you, and to seeing what you were going through now... he knew he fucked up but he wouldn't again.

Jeno knew he was meant for you.

He was meant to love you, to protect you, to provide for you, to be your world because on that fateful night, he realized that you were his world. That he would do anything and everything for you and that was the reason why he was here in your apartment right now. He came here to apologize and to finally man up and confess to you but he didn't expect to see you like this.

You had given Jeno a key to your place a while ago, telling him that he was welcomed to come over to your place anytime since you considered him your protector, albeit he texts you before he comes over.

Jeno went back into your room, sitting down on your bed, watching you as your high was finally beginning to come down.

He kicked off his shoes, crawling on the bed and laid down next to you, pulling you into his arms, entrapping you in a hug.

Closing his eyes, small tears began sliding onto the pillow that his head rested on.

"I'm sorry for hurting you." he whispered. "I promise to never hurt you again. I love you."

You sighed gently, your hands coming up to cradle his head.

"1 love you too..." you heisted slightly before your next words. "Do.. do you mean that? That you won't hurt me?"

Jeno nodded.

"Yes. I love you. I need you."

A small smile came on your lips before you placed you them softly on Jeno's plushed lips, giving him a kiss.

"Please don't ever leave me." you said in a shaky whisper.

Jeno tightened his arms round you, wanting you to be as close to him as humanly possible.

"I won't.”

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[luckysevenwrites]

Moving back together

After over a month apart Y/n shows up outside of Jaehyun’s room. Jaehyun doesn’t know what to think. But he does know one thing you are the last person he expect to see standing outside his door. 

Little bit of agnst but we are moving towards happiness I promise. 

Laying in his bed with his arms behind his head and the music from his record player playing softly Jaehyun closed his eyes and wondered for what had to be the millionth time now what you were doing. He hadn’t seen you since the day he stopped by at the hospital. He wished he could say that things had gotten better since that day. That he started to move on, heal, or whatever people called it. But he hasn’t, he’s just been faking it and doing a poor job of it. Everyone around him knows that he’s miserable without you around and that he can barely be around the couples in the group. Maybe he should try going out on a date like Johnny suggested. 

It’s as he is thinking this over that there's a knock on his door. Groaning Jaehyun gets out of bed to answer the door. He’s sure it’s one of his members about to invite him somewhere. Before you they were fine with leaving him alone, after you they’ve all been worried and have been trying to get him to socialize more than they ever have before. With an excuse ready, Jaehyun opens the door and freezes in place. 

There you are standing in his doorway. You’re in your hospital uniform, eye’s red, and your bottom lip is trembling. Behind you is Yuta and Taeyong both look like they are ready to grab you and pull you out of there. All he would have to do is say the word and they would make you leave. They must be able to tell from the look on his face that he’s okay for now. Because as they walk away Yuta gives Jaehyun a call if you need us nod. Focusing his attention back on you, Jaehyun can see that you are barely hanging on. 

“Y/n what happened?”

“”I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I broke up with you and that I hurt you,” you start to cry, Jaehyun pulls you into him and wraps his arms around. He tries to comfort you and calm you down but you keep babbling on. “I just thought that if we weren’t together I wouldn’t cause any pain. I didn’t want to hurt you and I don’t want to be hurt either. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“Okay, okay just calm down and we can talk about this.” Jaehyun manages to move the two of you towards the bed. Once he’s seated you wrap yourself around him like you’re trying to fuse your body to his. Not sure what else to do Jaehyun just holds you and lets you continue to cry. Eventually you wear yourself out and fall asleep. Adjusting the two of you in his bed Jaehyun is able to lay down with you on top of him. 

“Don’t go,” you whisper while your arms tighten around him. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” Jaehyun tells you, unsure if you are even awake to hear him. 

Slowly coming to consciousness Jaehyun feels a weight on his chest, slowly opening his eyes he looks down and sees a mess of familiar hair. It wasn’t a dream you really did come to his place last night and cried your eyes out on his chest before falling asleep. Jaehyun doesn’t know what he should be thinking. He’s glad that you're here but with how upset you were last night it worries him. 

You start to stir and tilt your face up towards him. Your eyes are red still from crying and your face is puffy but Jaehyun still thinks you are one of the most beautiful people he has ever seen. He gives you a squeeze to let you know it’s okay. You study him, eyes guarded and he wonders if you're about to tell him to forget everything that happened and run out of the room. 

“Hi,” your voice cracks from sleep and all the crying you did. 

“Hi,” Jaehyun whispers back. “You okay?”

“No,” you tell him and Jaehyun is surprised that you gave him an honest answer. Usually you are one to keep your emotions close to your chest.

“Want to talk about it?” Jaehyun pushes. Your body goes rigid and he thinks this is it. This is where you run.

“Not really. But I told myself that I wasn’t going to run anymore.” Your eyes lock with Jaehyun’s and he holds his breath waiting for you to go on. “I lost a patient yesterday.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” 

“Me too,” you sit up and Jaehyun follows you. He watches you as you look around his room. It hasn’t changed since you were last here. Except maybe it’s a little more messy. He hasn't really cared about keeping things clean since you left. 

“He was my favorite patient. I know we’re not supposed to have favorites or get attached but I did.” 

“Y/n I’m sorry that you lost a patient but I'm a little confused on what this has to do with us.” Jaehyun tells you. You look down at your lap then back up at him. Your eyes are brimming with tears and he wants to reach out and wipe them away but holds himself back.

“I promise there’s a point to me telling you this. Just give me a chance to explain it all to you.” Jaehyun nods for you to continue.

“As I was saying he was my favorite and I knew that he was dying. Everyone knew it, even him. The worst part was that he had a girlfriend and she was…is in love with him. My client and I are a lot alike. It’s probably why I liked him so much. He wanted to break up with her because he didn’t want her to be hurt by his death. He figured it was better to end things now while he was still alive and before she really started to fall for him.” 

You look over at Jaehyun and he knows what you are thinking. Because he’s thinking the same thing. This sounds familiar. You had pretty much told him the same thing that it was better to end things now before someone gets really hurt. The only difference is that neither of you are dying. 

“Anyway it didn’t work. Breaking up with her she wouldn’t accept it and continued to come see him and eventually they got back together. They had a month together after that.” Your eyes fill with tears again. This time Jaehyun does reach out and wipes away the few that are running down your face.

“When they got back together I asked why she was putting herself through this and do you know what she told me? She said that it doesn’t matter that he’s dying or thinks that breaking up with her will spare her feelings in the end. Because she already fell for him the moment she saw him. And do you know what he told me the night before he died?” Jaehyun shook his head, unable to speak as you cried your way through your story.

“He told me that his biggest mistake was wasting time trying to push the one he loved away instead of spending as much time with them as he could. That he wished he could have a few more hours with her and that I shouldn’t be afraid of hurting you. That I should be afraid of not having enough time with you.” 

By this point you're crying so hard Jaehyun almost doesn’t understand what you are saying. He pulls you into his lap and kisses the top of your head. You wrap your arms around him and cry into his neck trying to calm yourself down.

“I don’t want to wish I had more time with you,” you hiccup. “I’m sorry I pushed you away Jaehyun. Please say that I’m not too late.” 

“You’re not too late. I told you Y/n that I wasn’t giving up on you and I haven’t. I will always be here waiting for you.” Jaehyun tells you, you tighten your arms around him and kiss his neck. 

“I don’t deserve you.” you tell him.

“Yes I do. Just like you deserve me.” Jaehyun assures you and this time you don’t disagree with him. 

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[midday0nightmares]

the nightmare (completed)

warnings: this series contains themes of yandere\mafia, human trafficking, blood, violence, mention of mental health issues, drugs, non-con.

🦋 The x .5 chapters are the backstory, or other character’s perspective 🦋

0 - intro.

1 - cursing your fate.

2 - go with the flow (m).

3 - life passes you by.

4 - betrayed by god (m).

5 - voices calling you.

6 - shattered mind.

7 - off the rails.

8 - an animal (m).

9 - monsters cry too.

10 - a chance.

11 - great mistake.

12 - abandoned  

13 - like father, like son.

14 - painless.

15 - impending.

16 - changes (m).

13.5 - prequel.

17 - almost normal.

15.5 - sealed.

18 - mine (m).

19 - his revenge.

20 - 10th of May (m).

21 - a reminder.

22- keep it a secret (m).

23 - number 4.

24 - through the night.

25 - reckless choices

26 - in your arms (m).

20.5 - caught.

27 - pry on the weak (m). 

28 - prove it.

29 - her son.

19.5 - the third (m).

30 - a rat.

25.5 - an eye for an eye.

27.5 - son of the whore.

31 - a week later.

32 - forever lost (m).

alternative ending:

32 - new dawn.

00 - sweet nightmares.

clarification of some events mentioned in the story.

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[midday0dreams]

Flat (a) (f).

your skinny body was always the source of insecurity 

m.list

09: 43 pm. 

Your boyfriend throws himself not so gracefully next to you onto the couch, he pushes his head in between your arms that were holding your phone above your face.

“What are you doing?”, You question him although you know exactly what he’s doing, bring your arms down and turning to your side to stop him from laying on your flat chest.

see, you have always been insecure about your skinny body, you can’t help but to feel like your boyfriend was missing out by being with you, like he was compromising.

You have never addressed the subject as you felt like it was an obvious con about being with you, but he seems like he hasn’t realizes it yet, so what if he lays on your flat chest and realize how bony it is? Gosh, you would hate that.

“What does it looks like im doing? Im trying to cuddle my girlfriend. What are you doing?” He questioned you, crocking his head in confusion. 

You shift in your place trying to get comfortable, you push your back against his chest, “me too” your voice comes out smaller than usual.

He sigh and stares at you, making your heart panics.

 “what?”, You try to inquire as innocently as possible, but he has caught on.

“Y/n..” he leans and nuzzle your neck, his lips brushing the sensitive skin, “you know that boobs are boobs right?.. and I love yours just the way they are”.

Although his approach is not the most sensitive, but it puts a smile on your face.

his lips becomes busy with lettering your neck with wet kisses and gentle bites,, while his hand creases your stomach as he inhales your scent in, his chest filling with you. he traces the dips of your waste to the rise of your hip, a small moan escapes your mouth, he drags his nails over the length of your thigh making your eyes rolls back, shivers breaks through your body as you arch your back into him, he groans and starts biting your skin.

 you feel him twitch against your ass.. “ feel that? that’s what you do to me y/n”, he whispers into your ear, his hand sneaks to in between your legs, “you see..” he gently starts rubbing you through your leggings.. “I fucking love you”. 

his words melts you, turning you into a putty in his hands. 

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[fleurlia]

[16:24 pm] since when you remember jeno has been your best friend. you've seen all of his phases. from when he decided to just wear only one pair of shoes to the phase he died his hair in blue, red, white and you both thought he was going to end up bald. and in all of those times you remembered you’re completely in love with him.

even in the time-lapse when he started dating karina. 

does she mean you forgot about me?

and you swear, you have tried more than millions of times to get over your love for him but it’s was hard when your whole life revolves around him. his friends were your friends too, you went to the same classes, hangouts and how could your heart not melt every time he smiled and called for you. clearly, everyone remembers the time you dated eunwoo for several months, using him as an excuse for not hanging out with your friend group, but after a while you realize it’s wasn’t fair with him since he actually liked you.

after this, you have to deal with the perfection of the couple by yourself. they were so beautiful it was annoying, sometimes they look so good together that people think they are siblings given their completeness. besides, you can’t even compete with her. if you take a good score, she would take a perfect one. if you were the vice president of the class, she probably was the president. a plus was that she’s so so so sweet, pretty, and kind, you don’t doubt that she gave him butterflies.

now I'm pickin' her apart. like cuttin' her down, make you miss my wretched heart. but she's beautiful, she looks kind, she probably gives you butterflies.

afterward all these years of torture in college, you lose every hope you have locked in your heart in one specific day.

jeno called you, asking for you to meet him in a cafe because he has to tell you something. in all these years of their dating avoiding going out alone with him was a habit and after texting renjun for help, he just turns you down by saying if you’re not telling anything about your feelings for jeno he would ask for donghyuck, a close friend of yours, tell him.

as always he looked perfect, which probably was the reason why karina fits with him so much, both of them were perfect.

he gave you a friendly smile when he saw you. as you sat in front of him, a small conversation started, your anxiety hitting harder than ever did. not holding back you asked why he called for you. seconds after you regret every single word you have spilled out.

''my parents think it's time to take a big step in our lives in the next year... after graduation.'' he initiated in a small tone. ''i'm probably gonna propose to karina.''

your heart has stopped for a second. you swear.

the things you thought were different from the things you're saying next. ''oh! jeno! congrats!'' you tried your harder to not sound tearful. can't blame anyone, that situation was all your fault. ''i hope you're happy.''

but not like how you were with me.

you were trying so hard to not scream all out of your lungs and making a scene at the café just to tell him how much you loved him. you're so selfish. you wanted to be selfish while he was staring at you with empty expressions. 

i'm selfish, i know but I can't let you go. not like this jeno. 

''i told you, you would find someone great.''

but don't find no one better.

coward. not surprisingly you waited for him not seeing your hands shaking and lips squeezed, your eyes probably starting to get red because of holding up the tears. you dismissed yourself with a friendly smile and a nod, receiving one of jeno’s eye smiles. holding your purse in a white-knuckle grip, you leave the café not looking behind and wanting to never meet him again and cried so hard at the moment you put your feet out of there, wishing jeno was happy but not happier.

if you only have looked behing just once, just for a little second maybe you could have to see jeno picking his phone and calling renjun while tearing up, saying he was a liar for saying that you corresponded to his feelings. what a little wretched heart.

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Quit | J.JH

Angst, Smut, fluff (little bit on the end)

Synopsis: You might think that some people who did you bad have little impact in your life, tip toeing from situations that you knew could repeat the same mistakes but there will always be that one person who will destroy all your resolve and you’ll find yourself fucking your rules for them.

Word Count: 7.1k

A/N: love u all. pls enjoy! (not really proof read)

Edit: uhmmm pls don’t judge me but this is actually my bf and my story of how we met to how we become couples. Alright. Enjoy!!!!

You hated how you didn’t take “searching for college schools” seriously, and now, you’re all but stuck for the rest of your college years in the same school you graduated from High school. You know it’s a good school, having to be in the top 7 elite schools all over the country that has an institution that offers all levels of education— but you honestly don’t care about that right now. You wished you didn’t choose the easy road in finding a good college because now you’re stuck with a university that has zero-base for their grading system, 75 marks as their passing grade, and put their students with fully loaded units— having up to 30 units per semester. How Asian can it get?

 Fourth-year high school wasn’t your year, when a particular boy, Jeon Jungkook broke your heart. He was a close friend first before he became someone more than that, you told yourself not to be involved with the likes of him in any way, you first meet during your junior year by a mutual friend—Joy, your best friend, was in the same class as him, thus, the reason the both of you became close.

 Joy warned you about him and you knew because that’s what you told her base on your first impression on Jungkook, but you still tested the waters. And that’s how you broke your heart for the first time, you let yourself trust him despite all the bad things that you heard about him, you ignore everything because you were happy around him, but you were tired of having a relationship without a label and the fact that he doesn’t want you to be seen together speaks so much. You went on a retreat for 3 days in your senior year as it was a requirement for every graduating students by your catholic school, you weren’t going steady per se, but you still talked nonetheless, as he was getting busy with basketball, and you, having the cheerleading competition around the corner, training, exams, and graduation. You both have so much on your own plates.

 You kept on seeing red flags— the way he’s not responding to your calls and messages for a week, you haven’t really seen him around the school as varsity players have their own retreat, and when you saw a photo posted in his Instagram account with a girl in your year. She was a transferee, that’s all you remember after receiving a text message of him saying sorry. You hated how forgiving you can be, you hoped you can be tough and talk back to him— but no, you never had the chance to say what you wanted to say to him. You just let everything go. You can’t even ask someone to comfort you because of the fact you were a secret. You didn’t even know why you agreed with that kind of set up in the first place. Why did you choose something temporarily for a piece of mind? You hated how easy you can get sometimes, but you closed that chapter in your life after cursing him for months in your head and some Friday night parties until you graduated High school.

 And now, you’re in your second year of college and very much single. You received a message from Seulgi, saying that she needs to cancel your plans from eating out because of a midterm exam that got rescheduled she was your best friend together with Joy, Irene, and Wendy since high school but college happened and the five of you went with different schools except for Wendy and Seulgi who enrolled at the same University. You have a heavy sigh, it’s not that you don’t have friends in your own department, you do. It’s just that all your girlfriends have classes and won’t be done until 3 in the afternoon— and you’re very much hungry.

 You saw a very familiar face exiting the lesson hall next to yours and you’re quick on your feet to hide behind the walls of your classroom.

 “Y/n, I’ve already seen you, you know.” Suh Johnny stands beside you with Ten beside him smiling at you, you three both did your handshakes after getting drag out of the room. “Have you eaten already?” Ten asks and you shook your head. Johnny put his arms around your shoulders and the three of you walked out of the campus to eat out.

 “Oppa, what’s that?” you asked Ten preferring to his phone when you all settled down while Johnny browses the menu on what to order. “Jaehyun asked if he can join.” He says to the both of you, you look at Johnny as you both shrugs. Jung Jaehyun was once an IT student, he shifted after a year into your department and incredibly smart in mathematics. He was instantly everyone’s friend in your year.

 “I’m cool with him,” Johnny says and they both look at you. You’re not really fond of everybody and not entirely friendly with everyone. You’ve been close with Johnny and Ten who were much older than you only because you knew them since High school. “It’s cool.” You muttered.

 “But you wouldn’t be comfortable around other people, though.” Ten commented. They were completely aware of your introverted ass. They know what happened to you during your fourth-year high school, not only with Jeon Jungkook but the fact that all of your female classmates during your senior year made you an outcast. You honestly find it funny now, since you know that you have four amazing friends who stuck with you through thick and thin. You wished you had taken up the opportunity when Seulgi asked you to join her for hunting college schools before graduating High school so that you can be with her throughout your college years, but what’s done is done, what happened to you in the past brought you here right now and made you who you are. It wasn’t a problem for you— you like having the quality over quantity. You like how your circle of friends isn’t that big, too many people in your life can cost you too much trouble in the end, you know that because you’ve already experienced it first hand, having many people in your life will only lead you to disappointments.

 You weren’t familiar with Jung Jaehyun, per se, you just had a class with him during the second semester of your first year of college, that one professor you disliked so much teaching algebra instead of business mathematics and had the audacity to fail you. You hated how you got a failed mark while Jaehyun passed the subject despite his absences, you acknowledge him for having a big brain when it comes to numbers but you still find it unfair how he passed and you failed, you wished you could be as smart as him. You first met him when Mark introduced you to him after your Psychology class, you were talking with Mark about your Final output for the subject when he came up to Mark— fist-bumping, while wearing a white hoodie and black jeans, had those big Nike bags that you knew Basketball players uses, his white sneakers clean and you look at yours— completely worn out and definitely needed a new pair.

 He was smiling at you, eyeing Mark while waiting to be introduced to you. That got you rolling your eyes at him unknowingly, making him slightly intimidated with you. You shot Jaehyun a fake smile— he was cute, charming, tall, and obviously another varsity player. God, your skin starts to crawl, another varsity player is being too friendly with you. You bid Mark goodbye, and that was the start of your acquaintances with Jung Jaehyun, he was everywhere, becoming the Mr. Congeniality of your Department in no time when he shifted after a year in Information Technology.

 The three of you waited for Jaehyun to arrive before ordering your lunch, you waited for another minute before the door opened and Jaehyun walked in wearing a black long tee and denim jeans paired with his clean white sneakers. He settled down beside Ten who was in front of you and you started to become uncomfortable. Johnny and Jaehyun decided to get your orders and you were left with Ten in your booth.

 “Y/N, Jaehyun’s a good guy, you already know him for half a year, why are you still uncomfortable around him?” Ten asks you as you heave a heavy sigh. It’s not that you're uncomfortable around him because of your trust issues, you’re uncomfortable because clearly, he’s your type, and you’re not comfortable with the idea of it, you know he already had a girlfriend, you saw his wallpaper for a second when he put it down on the table before locking it. “I’m not. It’s just that—Oppa, can’t I be shy around people?” you countered, Ten looked at you funnily. “Don’t kid with me, y/n- ah. You guys both have International Cuisine, right?” he asks and you nod. “Then, you’ll be around him more often from now on, loosen up, He’s a great guy, if he did something to you, just tell me and Johnny and we’ll take care of it for you.” he flashed you a smile and you brush it off while giggling at him. “Thanks, Oppa, but no thanks.” You say and the two came back with two trays full of food. “It’s on me.” Johnny settled down next to you and you shoot him a grateful smile as the four of you started digging.

 “Are you throwing a party for your birthday?” Johnny suddenly asked, you nod at him and he muttered a small okay while your eyes darted at Jaehyun— it would be totally rude not to invite him for your birthday party when the topic is already laid on the table. Plus, he was looking at the three of you intently, seemingly out of place with the subject of the conversation. “Jaehyun, you should come on my birthday, It’s on the 19th, just some drinks and food on me, nothing too grand.” You find yourself saying and Ten and Johnny were shocked that you invited him. you clear your throat and continued “Can you guys ask everyone? I haven’t seen Yuta, Jungwoo, and Taeil Oppa but I already asked a bunch of people.” You added. They all agreed. “Thanks for inviting me, I think I don’t have anything going on that day,” Jaehyun commented. “Sounds like a plan.” You say and the four of you continued digging in.

 That night on your birthday, everything made a 360-degree turn in your life. Having 23 boys in your flat and some of your girlfriends turn out to be so much fun. When you run out of drinks you find yourself on Jaehyun’s passenger seat as the two of you drive to the nearest store to purchase some alcohol— You and Jaehyun seem like the only person sober enough to walk and drive your way outside the comforts of your home. You felt really comfortable around him, he hasn’t made a move on you or anything, and you think that maybe it’s because he already had a girlfriend and is faithful to their relationship.

 “Why didn’t you bring your girlfriend with you?” you asked just to start a conversation. “You knew?” he asked you while throwing you side glances, you nod your head yes. “It’s kind of complicated, plus, we're not official.” He continued which made you shocked, he was being open with you shockingly. “What? Why?” for some reason, it made you really curious. He gives you a heartily chuckle “It’s complicated.” You only nod.

 When you came back to your flat, you and Jaehyun were left to sit together, Mark and Haechan were completely out of it, while Joy and Irene are having a conversation with Jisung and Chenle. It’s nice to see them conversing with each other. Johnny was busy preparing the drinks with Yuta, Taeyong, and Seulgi, while the others are setting up the karaoke on your flat screen Tv hanged on your living room’s wall.

 You thought that was the last time you’ll see Jung Jaehyun, or you thought that was the last time you’ll be together in the same room as well as be at the same table together. You forgot that you both have classes together, that you’re practically in the same department, you honestly forgot that you’re both in the same circle of friends.

 You’ve been closer with the guys as time goes by, they were nothing like the people from your High school, they were honestly cool to be with, it just that, they like to unwind sometimes, and that “sometimes” means every Friday of the week, unwinding with drinks and such. This time, Jaehyun was the host, and Jungwoo together with Taeil managed to dragged and convinced you out of girlfriend nights. You have been hanging out with them more than usual and you were getting closer with Jaehyun, particularly, you keep on looking for him at gatherings and he kept on looking out for you. There was an unspoken mutual understanding between the two of you, you know it was wrong, even if you find yourself giddy and happy when he messages you or when he calls you before you go to bed when the two of you meet in between subjects just to eat together. You knew you were repeating the same mistakes as you did with Jungkook, and you can’t help but fuck yourself because everything is wrong at the same time feels right. How screwed can you get? Why do you always choose temporary happiness over a peace of mind?

 That night, when most of the guys left to go home and some of them left to smoke outside, you find yourself alone with Jaehyun in his living room. You poured him and yourself a shot, the guys were surely taking their time outside. “One-shot.” You tell him and you both down the tequila in seconds, hissing at the taste burning your throats. You stared at him, thinking that you have to start distancing yourself from him, you don’t want to ruin what he had with his girl. Your stomach turns just by thinking about the possibilities of ruining someone else’s relationship. You were better than that.

 You move your gaze away from him, you were about to pour another shot when you felt Jaehyun’s warm hand on your neck pulling you closer. You felt his warm lips on yours, it was sweet and warm, burning you within, but the taste was anything but sweet— you tasted the tequila out of his lips as he licks your bottom lip that got you responding to him, you closed your eyes and find yourself fucking your boundaries for him. You wrap your arms around his neck as he pulls you closer by the waist, rubbing small circles on your skin. You break the kiss as you put your forehead on his, trying to catch your breath. He was about to kiss you again when you move your face away from him, trying to put some distance away from him. “Did I do something wrong?” you heard him saying. You wipe the smudged lipstick on your skin below your lips as you face him. “Jaehyun, you’re not completely single.” You said. “But I’m not in a relationship either, I told you months ago, it was complicated.” He sits beside you properly, a hand clamped together as you look at him.

 “Jaehyun, this is non-negotiable. I don’t want to ruin someone’s relationship.” You say, and Johnny walks in. you poured yours and Jaehyun’s shot glass clicking with his before downing it in one go. If Johnny felt the thick air between the two of you, he doesn’t comment on it.

 You choose to forget what happened when all of the guys started walking back inside. Started conversing with Johnny about this student in your department that got kicked out of the university because of some issues. You got your self a couple of drinks before standing up to head to the bathroom, but since it was your first time at Jaehyun’s house you ask him where it was, plus Lucas was incredibly taking his time in the bathroom so Jaehyun leads you to his room instead. “Just use mine, Lucas is taking forever.” He said. You nod and head for the bathroom in his room. His room was surprisingly clean and very much boyish in your opinion, the walls are painted blue, his bed covers are white and was neatly done, the cabinets are on the side while a bunch of basketball trophies is beside his computer.

 When you were done with his bathroom, you find him sitting at the end of his bed, browsing his phone while waiting for you. “I thought you already went down,” you said. Jaehyun looks up at you. “Can I look at your trophies?” you asked him and as he walks to you and standing beside you to look at his achievements during his High school days.

 “Wait, you went to Santa Clara?” you asked him. “So, you know, Jeon Jungkook?” you asked shocked at the information when he said as small “Yes. Why?”

 You shook your head and muttered nothing. “We went with some tune-up games in the past, but I know him, he and his group keep on hitting on our cheerleaders it was kind of funny.” He says to you and you laughed. “What’s new, but— wow, what a small world.” “Oh, that’s right he graduated from St. Vincent, right?” you turn your head at him and you see Jaehyun looking at you while waiting for your answer, you only nodded your head, not having the gusto to talk about Jeon Jungkook at the moment. You felt Jaehyun’s hands circling around your wrist, turning your body against him making you look up to him.

 You were completely drawn to him, from the way he pulls you closer by the waist, the way he lifts your head as he put his other hand to your face, he has you completely wrapped around his fingers. You felt his lips doing wonders to you and this time you let him kiss you. You find yourself wrapped around him for the second time. “Jaehyun—”

 “Hmm.” You felt him deepened the kiss as he pulls you impossibly closer, hips to hips pressed together and you hated how right it felt. “We need to go down.” you tried to push him away but he won't budge. Jaehyun, slips his thumb just above the exposed skin on your hips, rubbing small circles that got you moaning “If you haven’t noticed, I’m actually crazy for you right now.” He says under his breath and you felt warm all over. Jaehyun has his brows furrowed, his expression as if he was hurting all over the place, and you laugh at him. “Fine, I’ll spend the night here.” You hear yourself saying and Jaehyun only pulled you closer for a hug.

 When the night ended, Jaehyun tells the guys that he’ll be the one to give you a ride and no one suspects it— agreeing to him and biding the two of you goodbye while the two of you cleaned up the living room. Moments after, you find yourself having second thoughts about staying the night with him. You know this will only lead to you on Jung Jaehyun’s bed. “Do you want to go home?” he asks you as if reading your mind, and you shook your head. “But can we go grab some late snacks? I’m kind of hungry.”

 The both of you drove to McDonald's and ordered some take-outs, Jaehyun drove to a good spot and parked his car, handing you your orders after putting on some good music— fit for the atmosphere. “Ohhh, this is actually good, huh.” You say while smiling at him. Jaehyun put your drinks in the cupholder between the both of you and handed you some tissues after. The warm feelings are back and you hate to admit that he gives you butterflies in your stomach.

 “I mean, this could be our thing, y/m.”

 You didn’t comment on that. Digging into your burger as a distraction to the strange sensation that you kept on feeling. You were quietly eating your food while having mixed feelings about him. you know this familiar feeling— you’re not stupid enough not to know your catching feelings and that you’re starting to fall in love again.

 When you finished up, you turn your body towards Jaehyun, deciding to confess, it’s better to be turned down than to keep on catching feelings for someone who isn’t going to return it at all. It’s not like you to be so brave, in the past, you always wait and that was the problem. You wait until the opportunity slides away from your fingers— from you. Deciding to risk everything this time, you braced yourself for the rejection.

 “Jaehyun.” You started and he turns his head towards you. “You know, I like you, right?” you continued. “You’re not stupid and you know there is something going on with the both of us.” Silence feels inside his car to the point it got so thick you can even cut it with a knife. “I may sound like a bitch but you have to choose between me and her.”

 “Remember when I told you on your birthday that my relationship with her is complicated?” you nodded your head. “I wasn’t lying about it. We’ve known each other for a while and it’s been eight months that time when I wanted to take our relationship to another level.” Hearing him talk about some other girl and the fact he wanted to make their relationship official hurts you in so many ways possible. You find yourself nodding at him as you ignore the lump in your throat. “But she won’t even admit that she likes me, not even one “Thank you” for all the effort I’ve given her, I understand that saying she loves me is a different level, it’s an understatement, but you know, I’m just someone who also needed affections. I don’t understand her for being so high maintenance.”

 “I actually talked with her personally this morning.” He continued. “Was that the reason why you’re absent?” you asked mad over the fact that he was absent for some uncalled reason. “Okay, let me finish before you get mad at me, baby.” You hate how endearing that sounded but you let him talk anyways. “I told her, I was done waiting and that I was sorry that I didn’t keep my promise.”

 “You actually courted her?” you asked and he nods. “Yeah, she is high maintenance and stupid.”

 “And you know what she replied? She says that she’ll say yes to me if that will make me stay or shut my trap, even, you know how the thought of actually agreeing to that one person to be together was gone just for the benefit of the doubt? She should have said yes from the beginning, I don’t have issues with waiting, I waited for almost a year, I know I can do it again, but not like this.” He moves his hands in the air just to set his point. “Was it my fault that I fell out of love?” He asks you and you turn your head away from him, guilty with the fact you are the reason he fell out of love with her. “Y/n, just give me time, I don’t even need that much.” He says and you nod your head.

 When both of you got back to Jaehyun’s flat, it was already midnight, Jaehyun handed you his white clean shirt and boxer shorts to change in to. Giving you some privacy that you needed while he brushes his teeth downstairs. So many things have been running through your mind for the past hour, Jaehyun didn’t turn you down but he didn’t say that he likes you back, either. So where do you stand in his life? You should have gone home; you didn’t want the same mistakes you did in the past to be repeated, but you were tired of waiting and beating around the bush.

 Confessing to Jung Jaehyun that you liked him first made you feel naked around him, having your feelings out in the open. When Jaehyun walked in you were still dazed, thousand of thoughts running through your mind. This wasn’t the first time that you’ve to spend the night with him having sleepovers at Johnny’s or the others but this was definitely your first time spending the night with him.

 It wasn’t an issue for you to sleep beside him since you already confessed, anyway. And in no time, you slip off to dreamland instantly, shocked at how comfortable you are with having his arms around you as you drifted off to dreamland.

 You stir in your sleep when you felt Jaehyun’s hands all over your upper body as he peppers your neck with wet kisses. you fight the sleepiness and look at his nightstand to see that it’s only been two hours when you drifted off to sleep. “Jae, It’s only three in the morning. Can’t you do this later?” you asked as you fight the sleep in your eyes. You felt Jaehyun’s hands hover around your left mound, squeezing it slightly and you look at him fully. “You agree on doing this later?” he asks out of breath.

 “You expect me to fall asleep when you’re on my bed in my clothes?” he whispered in your ear and you moan when his fingers slip in your undies— rubbing circles in your clit. “Already this wet?” Jaehyun continued his ministration on you, adding another finger inside you while he kisses you on the lips. You felt him retract his fingers away and you were about to protest when you felt him lift your shirt just below your chin, your mounds completely in view and ready to be played with. His hands went back on your thighs as he separated your left leg from the other, urging you to open your legs more. His fingers are back on your clit, drawing small circles that made you clenching on nothing. Jaehyun frowned when he felt your walls incredibly tight when he inserted two fingers at a time. “Baby, so fucking tight.”

 Jaehyun throws his shirt over his head and helped you undress, completely impatient, and you tried palming him just to get a reaction. You heard him grunt lowly, shocked at how big he is when Jaehyun got rid of all the clothing. “That won’t fit on me.”

 “Where’s your casual bravado at?” he asks as he pulls you to his lap. You look anywhere but him as your cheeks started to flush. “Don’t tell me— are you a virgin?” you nod your head at him as you felt his cock stood out more to the revelation. “Fuck, well take it slow, baby.” Jaehyun guided you to his lap as you ride him, moving your hips as you coat his dick with your juices. You have your bottom lip trap between your teeth as you let his dick slide in your pussy’s lips. Feeling embarrassed but desperate you tried to push yourself back to meet his hips as you whine with the newfound sensations. You look so lewd above him riding his cock as your tits bounce from your movements, your eyes start to water from the thrill Jaehyun gives you. “I need to hear you.” Jaehyun pushes the messy strands of hair that frames your face.

 You moan at the feeling of his veiny cock sliding in between your pussy’s lips. He hums, pleased with your sounds around him, and rewards you by inserting his fingers all the way inside you, the numbers doing wonders and stinging you a bit, but it still felt better than having to clench at nothing. Jaehyun marks you up all over your neck and just above your mounds, flesh to flesh as you moan for him. He pumps his fingers in and out of you as you ride his cock continuously. He gathers you in his arms and lays you on your back, pulling your thighs against your chest, keeping your legs spread as he pushes inside you slowly, grunting. “I wasn’t planning on putting it inside, but you just feel so fucking good.”

 You cried at the stretch, slowly tearing you apart as he moves inch by inch just to be inside you fully. When he’s all the way inside of you, his breath leaves him in a shaky sigh, and he takes a couple of moments for the both of you before he started moving. You know Jaehyun was holding back, as he focusses on your breast as they bounce up and down in a humiliating manner as he pushes into you slowly for his liking, while his hands keep your legs spread wide for him, you felt embarrassed and humiliated with the way you’re positioned under him, but you can’t help every moan that escapes you as it started to feel amazing more than a while ago. The sting you felt was gone and all you can think is the pleasure that he gives you.

 “Fuck, you’re tightening up.” You turn your head to the side, trying to bury your face in the pillows around you as you hide your face from him, but Jaehyun doesn’t allow it, he bends down— his upper body draped over you, his face mere inched from yours, the new positions has his right hand pulling your right leg further upwards, thigh pressing harder against your chest. “Say it, baby. I need to hear you.” His gaze pierces through you, ordering more than asking you to obey him, and you find him looking sexier as he looks even as his skin glistens and how some strands of his hair started to stick over his forehead.

 Docilely and submissive, you answered him. “I- I want to cum, please.” You sounded so lewd; you didn’t even recognize yourself anymore. His gaze doesn’t free yours as his hips started to pick up the pace. “Do you know how hot you look right now? Spread out on my bed with nothing but my cock in you? fuck, fuck.” You started clenching around him as he put his thumb on your clit, drawing circles as you cry out his name in ecstasy.

 He fucks you through your orgasm, grunting as your walls get even tighter, making it harder for him to keep on moving inside of you but that made him ravish you more with fervor. Your orgasm feels like it will never end as he drags it out in order to reach his own high, finally, his hips stutter as he pulls out of you and pumps his dick more as he comes in your stomach and breasts.

 When he was done, he moves away from you and walks to the bathroom, you heard the faucet running and Jaehyun came out with a wet, warm towel in his hands and uses it to clean up the mess the two of you made. When he’s done, he tosses it to the side and scoops you in his arms, covering both of your naked bodies with his blanket that smells like him. He had you trap in his arms and sure it felt good to be treated like this, the feeling new to you.

 “Sleep, let’s not think about what happened for now.” He murmured and you agree. “I’m sorry.” You heard him say. You look up at him and see different emotions flickers in his eyes. “Honestly, I’ve seen this coming, I’m not usually like this but I always find myself fucking my rules just to be with you.” Jaehyun pulls you closer to him. “That’s because you liked me.” He told you before you drifted off to sleep for the second time.

 The next morning, Jaehyun give you a ride home, you— being awfully quiet after realizing everything that happened when you saw the bloodstains in his bedsheets that morning. You didn’t utter a word throughout the ride, reality downing to you one by one. Did you just sleep with a guy who wasn’t your boyfriend in the first place? When you got in the comforts of your home you smack your head for the stupidity. You knew how boys can be, and you just give Jaehyun the chance to have his way with you easily without a fight.

 When a day passed by without seeing even a shadow of Jaehyun, you sent him a message asking what was he doing. You waited for hours but you didn’t get a reply from him that day. You’ve been overthinking things and didn’t have the energy to be productive at all, you tried calling him but he wasn’t answering at all. The next day came and you checked your phone for any notification from him but there was none, you were about to get up when you heard a car honking in front of your house— you walk towards your window and there, you saw Jung Jaehyun, standing beside his car in your front yard, smiling up at you with his hands tucked inside his jean’s pockets. You ignore the raging butterflies in your stomach and hide the blush creeping in your cheeks with your hair as you give him a bashful smile in return.

 When you came down after washing up and getting ready for school, you kissed your mom goodbye saying you’re skipping breakfast and will just eat out in the café next to the University. You run to Jaehyun, his arms open and ready to catch you in his arms— and you embrace him. “Haven’t heard from you yesterday.” You push your self a little away from him to see a smile playing at his lips. “I miss you too.” He answered and for some reason, cat got your tongue.

 “It’s still early, do you want to eat out?” Jaehyun asked you when you both settle down inside his car and you nod your head after checking your wristwatch, you still have two hours to kill before your classes start, it’s Tuesday, so the both of you are packed up with your chef’s uniforms in your bags.

 “I hate cooking.” You tell no one in particular as Jaehyun started to drive away, “But you’re the top in our department.” you only give him a glance as you relax your body.

 When you arrived at the café next to your University, it was still spacious as it was still early, most of the time students would fill the room up, studying or just talking with their peers. You both settle down on the booth next to the window— Jaehyun, ever the gentlemen ordering and buying you your food. “Jaehyun, I really appreciate you spending your money on me, but next time let me pay for my own food.” You say when he came back with a tray of pastries and coffees in his hands. “Why?” he asked.

 “Because it’s your money, and we’re still students you know, we shouldn’t spend recklessly.” Jaehyun was bewildered by what you said and it was clearly written on his face. “Why?” you asked scared that you might say something wrong. “It’s just that, I was used to spending money for her even if I get to eat nothing as long as she gets hers.” He says. You felt horrified after hearing that. “No way, if you ran out of money, you say it and I’m going to pay for us, all right?”

“You sure you haven’t been in relationships?” there was a bashful smile playing at Jaehyun’s face, “No, it’s called basic manners, Jung Jaehyun.” You laughed at him. “So, I haven’t heard from you at all yesterday.” You watched as Jaehyun sipped at his iced americano— nodding at you as if you’ve stated the obvious.

“I ended everything with her, what she said doesn’t really sit on me right. I didn’t take her to be that hypocrite in the first place.” Jaehyun started. So, he was with her last night, you think, but not in the way that you think, he meets with her to cut and finish everything between them. “I just hate that every time we fought, she would always turn the tables around, guilt tripping me so I can admit that I’m wrong when she also has her mistakes in the first place. Don’t think that this happened because of you, it started happening before you even came, I don’t want you to beat yourself thinking that you ruined my relationship with her, because in the first place there’s no relationship between us.” You nod your head and all you can do is listen.

“Do you regret everything that has been happening?” you asked as you hear your heart beating rapidly inside your chest, you look at him and he did the same. “No. You happened unexpectedly, but no, I don’t regret you.” you fought the tears away, feeling the warmth and comfort inside, this has never happened to you, someone choosing you over anything, and you can’t help but tear up.

“Why are you crying? It’s not me who’s choosing you but you’re the one who is choosing me. If you haven’t noticed a lot of guys wants to be with you, so I’m really grateful that you liked me instead.” Jaehyun wiped the tears that threatening to fall down your check and pulling you close in his arms after. You put your head in his arms, everything feels surreal and if ever you are dreaming you don’t want to wake up anymore. “I really like you,Y/n.” you look up to him laughing as you cry harder, all this baggage and walls gone because of one person.  

That was the start of your relationship with Jung Jaehyun, all those crazy days and nights with him, long drives and Friday nights, eating and pigging out with him, he knows you more than the back of his hands, he knows that you get moody every month, he knew about your introverted ass, he knows that you can be basic and simple at times— you don’t expect too much of him and he does the same with you, on your first year of being together, you introduced Jaehyun to your whole family on your reunion day and they instantly love him— specially your brother and cousins. They enjoyed talking to him, and you’re honestly surprised at how welcoming you parents are to him, asking him to sleep over, Jaehyun and your brother having the same interest, playing computer games until the sun rises, His mother sending a box full of apples to your mother because he mentions that it’s your mom’s favorite.

Sometimes you get scared of breaking up with him, fighting isn’t something that the both of you can avoid, there are times the you just want to strangle him to death, but that makes everything real, being jealous and having make up sex, all those time the both of you fight for something trivial, those moments make your relationship stronger. And now you’ve been with him for the past 4 years, going steady and strong.  

“Babe, you ready?” you both settle down on his car, you just finish your final exams for this week, you and Jaehyun are up for a 2 hour long drive to get to your vacation house, most of your family are already there since this morning and the both of you have to finish your exams and classes first before joining them, you nod your head at him as he pull his jacket over his head and handing it you. Jaehyun knows that you get easily cold but you don’t want to turn the heater up and make him suffer as he tends to sweat a lot, that leads you to having his hoodies stack up in your closet.

“You have to cut your smoking off you know it’s not good for your health.” You say as you saw him scratch the back of his neck, a freshly lit stick in his mouth, when the both of you started going out you have seen him smoke a couple of times to the point that it got you curious and tried it, you have been smoking in the past but you cut it off as it was unhealthy. Jaehyun on the other hand finds it hard. “old habits die hard.” He told you once.

“You got to compromise, baby.” Jaehyun blew the smoke outside— his window rolled down and one hand on the stirring wheel, you got to admit though, your boyfriend looked hot. “Fine, what do you suggest?”

“Marry me after we graduate.” Your head snap back to look at him, as you waited for him to laugh and say that he was joking. Jaehyun throw the cigar outside reaching for the rubbing alcohol to clean his hands, you tend to hate the smell that clings to his hands whenever he smokes. You were awfully quiet, shocked at what he said, and you found yourself caught in your thoughts.

“If you promise to be with me forever, until the day that our hair turns white, then I promise to cut my smoking off.” He smiled at you, reaching for your hands that was placed in your lap as he pulls it closer to his mouth to give it some kisses. You can’t really say anything as tears started to fall one by one, you we’re just so happy that he thinks of being together with you for that long. “I know I’ve done so many things that disappoints you, but you still choose to be with me, and for that, I’m really grateful. So, I’m asking you this right now, I know we still have to graduate and we still have a long way ahead of us. And I would still have to buy you the most beautiful ring in the world. What I can give you right know is my hopeful words— promising you that I would be faithful and love you until the end, so are you going to say yes?” he asks while holding your hand.

“Yes.” the both of you laughed at the situation as you reach out to kiss him in the cheeks. “Babe! Stay seated or will get into an accident” he shouts but laughs with you.

You definitely don’t regret falling in love with Jung Jaehyun.

  Fin

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[cznjaem]

[ 8:28 pm ]

you’re in jaehyuns apartment, laying on his bed with him. he lays beside you contemplating his feelings. he looks at you as you stare at the ceiling unable to fall asleep.

it wasn’t like you and jaehyuns weren’t close. you were perhaps more than close. you’ve been best friends since middle school, shared first kisses, cared for each other, watched each other cry — of course you’re close.

“jae, can you sing for me?” you turn to him asking timidly. one thing you love is jaehyuns singing, even though he thinks he’s not good enough, you swear he’s the best.

he smiles at you, his dimples on display. “yeah, come here,” he says opening his arm for you to lay closer. you lay onto his chest and his arm wraps around you, hands going to softly scratch your head and play with your hair.

“sing flowerpot please,” you request as you close your eyes. he hums — he knows it’s your favorite.

as he begins to sing, you cannot help but cry as your eyes close. tears manage to slip out and you bury your head into his chest as if you’re trying to get comfortable.

there’s one reason you want him to sing it. not just because it’s your favorite, but because it reminds you of him. truth is, you wish you could be selfish and keep jaehyun for yourself — make jaehyun yours.

and i’ll watch over you

as you close your eyes and drift to sleep..

listening to jaehyuns heart beat and his breathing, you find yourself drifting to sleep. jaehyun feels his eyelids get heavy as he hears your soft snores. he kisses your forehead and tells you he loves you.

but something you’ll never know is that jaehyun loves you — and not just as his best friend.

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FWB - Johnny [A]

"I think it's high time we should stop this Johnny," you felt something twist inside your stomach, still feeling skeptical if you really wanted this to end as if something was there in the first place.

"What do you mean, y/n?" Johnny shifted against your back, now grabbing your frame to face his. "But..why?" He softly whispered, feeling some sort of emotion washing over him.

"Look, we....I..., ah" you started, only to fumble out half words. You took a deep breath; it was now or never. You were desperate to get out of the messy relationship; things were just getting more and more twisted. 

"Listen, I want to live my life normally, I just can't always depend on sex to feel loved or happy...I need someone who would be there, always. Who would promise me things for the future, who would say 'I love you' and actually mean it," you looked away from his intense gaze, unwilling to show him the tears forming in your eyes. "It's too hard for me, I waited long enough for you, giving you my body, anything that you asked. But it's just hopeless."

"I...I don't know what to say, you...you know I just can't commit...I love you! Yes! But relationship...I just can't," Johnny didn't want you to leave either. But he was far too stubborn to change himself for you. He had hurt you so many times despite knowing you don't like that. He promised you a future with him, even promising that he would have kids only and only with you. That he loved you and no one else, that he never felt something so strong ever before for anyone else, it was only you. But a few months later, he went on saying he just wanted to be friends. No emotional strings attached, making up some stupid excuses as the cause of his sudden decision. To say that you were devasted would be an understatement, you just did not want him away from you. So instead, you proposed the idea of being friends with benefits. You low-key hoped that time that maybe, someday, all the feelings he had for you would be rekindled, maybe if you wait enough it will be all worth it at the end. You lie staring at the ceiling beside him, while Johnny struggles to put out words that would make you reconsider this step. It wasn't the first time you said this to him; there were many times you brought up about ending this strained sexual attachment but he would always convince you not to. Johnny still believed that you would return back to him in a few hours, or days, he knew that he was your weakness. But you had made up your mind, three years' worth of time was enough for you. You were tired of always being the second option. Eventually, he'll fall for someone else; much prettier, much better than you could ever be. 

"I said what I said, and this time I really mean it," you got up from the bed you both always had sex. It was never making love; just pure lust and want. Johnny could only watch you as you wear your previously discarded clothes, he did nothing but just stare. He wanted to stop you, so much, but he was far too arrogant and prideful for that. He didn't want to portray himself as weak, or that how much it was hurting him to watch you leave. 

Instead, he chose to keep silent, only letting his eyes wander across your moving body. His heart clenched, tears threatening to fall any instant.

You don't bother looking back at him, a single glance would make you retreat your decision. "Goodbye, John." You whispered as you twisted the doorknob, unleashing yourself from all the heartbreaks and pains you had been suffering all these years. 

Johnny was still trying to process what was happening. Did you finally leave him? Would you ever come back? Johnny was still selfish to have let such thoughts wander in his mind, even after hurting you countless times, he still had the nerve to want you back. Johnny let his barrier fall, tears rolling down his cheeks as he spoke in his mind, "I love you, Y/N. I'm sorry for everything."

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[softsan]

🖇Rage and rust pt.1 (yuta)

MASTERLIST

PARTS: | 01 |

HYBRID PROFILES

GENRE: Hybrid AU!, 1960′s, Drama, Angst, Future Fluff, 

QUOTE: “It unnerved him the falsehood of your smile, the sincerity radiating from your eyes. He knew it ought to be a mask, one humans effortlessly wore. He knew no human to be genuinely kind, for he had seen it too often, that moment when the mask cracked, and their candid face came to light.”

WARNINGS: Discrimination, Mentions of Abuse, 

October 4th 1964.

"Breathe," You took a drawn breath, gazing upward towards the marble inlays and the intricately craved rosewood furnishings of the theatre's auditorium. 

You stood awestruck by the house's atmospheric setting, which included velvety-lined aisles, a control booth, balconies, and a modernized orchestral pit. 

It had been your dream ever since you were but a child to perform at the doted proscenium theatre located in the resort district, a location that attracted many foreign tourists from near and far. 

You had an infinity with the theatrics, dabbling in stagecrafts and costume design at your local performing arts school, central of your small country town. 

You, however, had greater endeavors in mind, an aspiration for stardom on a grander stage. In particular, you had visualized a stage under an established proscenium arch from which the bonnie stage curtains hung in a dramatized, draping fashion. 

Onstage you felt grandiose, larger than. You beheld a persona other than your own, and with the simplicity of your lines, you could deliver an audience to tears. 

"I've finally made it," You proclaimed, setting down your suitcase. 

"Could I help you with something?" The stage manager peered from behind his clipboard, silently motioning one of the stylists to retreat back to the dressing rooms. 

"Yes," You bashfully nodded, "I'm here for my part as Lady Windermere in the latest production," 

The stage manager crossed his arms, a puzzled expression forming amongst his features, "As Lady Windermere?" He questioned. 

"Indeed," You confirmed, "I auditioned last August," You quickly dug into the pocket of your textured body con dress. The pockets were large enough to fit a singular piece of paper that had been purposefully folded over and over into a tiny square. 

The stage manager’s face drained in color, regretfully handing you back your paper, "I'm afraid Mrs. Beautford, the head of the production and owner of this theatre, decided on moving the show case to September," 

You glanced down at your wristwatch, the clockface stipulating it was now October. 

"Due to your absence your part was recasted." 

Your mouth trembled in horror, your previous state of elation slipping away.  

"Bu-t," You stuttered, "Nobody notified me. I would have come earlier, I would have done absolutely anything for this position." You insisted. 

The stage manager apologized, stating there was little that could be done about the situation now.

Defeatedly, you grasped the leather handle of your suitcase, lifting the hand-stitched trim and exposed wooden interior and resting it beside your thigh. 

"Thanks anyway," You lowered your head, "I'll get going then," You soberly walked back in the direction you'd come.

───

Yuta kept his leer to himself, pretending to occupy himself with a dustcloth by the bookcase as he eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Oh, I don't know." Mrs. Beautford dramatized, "I have an awful lot on my plate, with the production and the management of the theatre," She clutched her dangling baroque pearled necklace that modeled around the folds her wrinkled décolletage. 

Yuta brushed the binders of the leather first editions, awaiting for Mr. Randlehand, Mrs. Beautford's money-grubbing estate lawyer's, response. 

Mr. Randlehand played the widowed Mrs. Beautford like a fiddle, encouraging the woman to organize a trust for all her assets in the unfortunate case of her untimely demise. 

"These things need to be prioritized," Mr. Randlehand contented whilst impolitely gesturing for Yuta to refill his teacup. 

Yuta bit the inside of his cheek, containing his disposition. Objectively, Yuta was none other than Mrs. Beautford servant. He had no conditions that required him to wait on Mr. Randlehand. However, irking a scene would only place Yuta in a position of vilification. He complied—for a hybrid would never be accommodated over a human. 

Yuta placed aside the dustcloth before attending to the small table on the idyllic, white-painted veranda. He put on his pair of dark cotton gloves before handling the porcelain. 

Hybrids were the hapless speciesism that humans had denounced from their quintessential society. Their existence had since been reduced to pets, servants, or as their pitiful forms of entertainment. Either of the following situations would strip a hybrid from their fundamental liberties. 

In Yuta's case as a fox hybrid, his character was pigeonholed as conniving and unsavory. In turn, it made him unfit to be a pet. Also, foxes weren't particularly rare, far common than the likes of the big cat breeds. Therefore he wouldn't fetch well in the business of entertainment. This left him in the singular position of servent. 

Yuta poured the tan liquid until it reached the rim of the teacup. Mr. Randlehand pursed his lips and took a sip. He made a disgruntled sound, sitting the tea back onto his saucer. 

"It's cold," He accused. 

Yuta was about to maintain that was because Mrs. Beautford had asked him to heat the pot up forty-five minutes ago and yet, hadn't touched it until now...Yuta decided on holding his tongue. 

Mr. Randlehand tipped the teacup sideways, spilling it over Yuta's tailored pants. Yuta watched as they splashed over his shoes, droplets running down to the pool on the white-painted veranda. 

"Make us a new pot," He dismissed, "Make sure this time it's hot." 

Heat rose to Yuta's cheeks as he collected the tea set, balancing it on a silver tray. He mumbled an apology, bypassing the study to return to the kitchens. 

"Utterly useless," Yuta overheard Mr. Randlehand besmirched, urging Mrs. Beautford to surround herself with finer help.

───

October 10th 1964.

“Ticket for one,” You answered the teller, fidgeting with the frayed sleeves of your three-quarter length shirt. 

Your outfit had consisted of a matching neon green set, your skirt pleated and decorated with fringe. You sported a second-hand pair of go-go boots, the silver bedazzling matching the silver bauble earrings that swung side to side by your cheeks. 

You had tried your best to dress appropriately for the occasion. However, observing the fitted cocktail dresses and fur-collared coats you accumulated, you may be a tad underdressed. 

“Here you go,” The teller exchanged your coin for a geometric-shaped ticket stamped with the name of the play. 

You offered a quick thanks, ready to find your seat. 

“Wait, ma’am,” The teller waved his arm through the box office’s window, “I forgot to give you this,” 

Your brows furrowed, accepting the rust orange raffle ticket, “What is this for?” You curiously inquired. 

“Mrs. Beautford, the owner of the theatre is having a raffle,” The teller began listing off the potential prizes, your ears not hearing anything other than the prize of second place.

“A year-long pass to the theatre?” You exclaimed. 

You stared bewildered at your raffled ticket as you walked through the lobby. 

Please let it be me. You crossed your fingers. 

You passed the coat check, stepping into the auditorium. Your chest sunk as you had recalled the last time you’d come here.

You had spent the entirety of your life savings in order to move the city and pursue the job prospect you’d successfully auditioned for. Furthermore, you had leased a small studio within the downtown building complex, your bond nonrefundable. 

You let out a lethargic sigh. At the very least, could you take a seat and enjoy the show. You flattened the crinkled program, the complimentary leaflet available for patrons attending. It outlined the scheduled acts, one to four, also providing background information of the principal performers. 

Your thumb brushed against the actress’ name that was inscribed beside Lady Windermere’s character. Your heart dropped even further. 

───

The audience clapped, offering their best applause. After the show had ended, a heavy velvet curtain swept across the scene. A round spotlight was then shone down center-stage, a woman dressed in a floor-length taupe dress and an expensive mink stole came forth. She cleared her throat before thanking everybody who’d been in attendance this evening. 

Mrs. Beautford, melodramatic by nature, made the raffle into a puffery display. The orchestra’s trumpet players blowing into their instruments while the drummers began their drumroll to escalate the audience’s anticipation. 

She announced the two winners, which were ushered on stage. You were partly disappointed. You would have appreciated a year-long pass to the theatre, especially now that you were unemployed. 

You discretely stood to your feet, bending your knees in order not to obscure the view of the people behind you. You were disinterested in the surprise gift to the last finalists, opting you’d leave before the crowds, which were bound to occur when Mrs. Beautford concluded her raffle. 

“And our last prize winner—” Mrs. Beautford paused for effect, “Y/N!”

Your eyes widened, downcasted faces turning in your direction. 

“Come on,” Mrs. Beautford directed, “Come on stage dear,” Her hand motioning to stage left. 

Your jaw opened as you were whisked away. You were told to stand beside Mrs. Beautford. She shook your hand, instructing you to smile at the cameras. 

“We’re going to make the front page,” She whispered between her teeth. 

You blinked, momentarily stunned by the flashing lights. 

“Now for what you have won,” Mrs. Beautford broadcasted, capping her hands. “Bring it out!” 

The audience who had remained to hear the final announcement gasped in their chairs as they viewed who came on stage next. 

You, too, were astonished. 

On a mahogany leash, attached to an engraved collar, came forward an immaculately dressed fox hybrid which the handler briefly mentioned was called Yuta. 

You studied the hybrid’s hailing visuals, Yuta’s cut and styled ginger hair, and the pair of groomed ears that stuck upward, adding to his charm.  

Hybrids could be notoriously expensive, even the most common of kinds. Admittedly, it was the first time you’d been in such close proximity as hybrids weren’t readily seen in your small country town.

“Not only will I gift you my faithful servent of fifteen years,” Mrs. Beautford transmitted to the crowd rather than you personally, “I will bestow you part of my fortune, your name to be transcribed in my will and testament.” She broadened her smile, her red lips captured by every cameraman in the room. 

───

October 12th 1964.

Admittedly you were at a loss at what to do as Mrs. Beautford’s private handler dropped the fox hybrid at your small, one-bedroom studio. 

Others would have declared your fortunes had turned for the better, but you’d argued you were no closer to archiving the dreams you set out on the days prior. You were still jobless, behind on the first payment of your water bill, and now had acquired an extra mouth to feed. 

"Yuta?" You gingerly approached, careful not to spook the fox hybrid, "That's what they call you?" You extended a hand for him to shake. 

Beneath his burnt orange locks, Yuta's ears twitched. He, otherwise, made no efforts to acknowledge your presence, purposely averted his kiwi green eyes to the wooden suitcases huddle in the corner of your small-scale apartment. 

You stopped shuffling your feet, your awkwardly outstretched hand descending to brush your tweed skirt instead. The room fell into a deafening silence. One Yuta refused to break.

You continued to observe his mannerisms. From his slumped shoulders and clenched fists, you comprehended he was neither pleased about the exchange of owners nor anticipating this stay with you in your city dwelling.

What am I going to do? You internally groaned. 

It unnerved him the falsehood of your smile, the sincerity radiating from your eyes. He knew it ought to be a mask, one humans effortlessly wore. He knew no human to be genuinely kind, for he had seen it too often, that moment when the mask cracked, and their candid face came to light. 

You're all the same. You are all but liars. He told himself.

You rocked on your heels, scratching the back of your head. You supposed Yuta was accustomed to a more fruitful way of life. After all, his previous owner had been an abundance of wealth tied to her name. He would have been privy to a height of comfort and style, all of which your barren studio greatly lacked.

“Are you hungry?” You asked, abandoning the living room for the cramp kitchen quarters. You came back with a small box, “Pop tarts!” You animated. 

You revealed the frosted crust with a sugary filling sealed inside two layers of thin, rectangular pastry.

Yuta watched you suspiciously from the corner of his eye. It was unusual for a human to conserve to him not only casually but also directly as if he was somewhat equal to your standing. 

Disheartened, your attempt to lighten the atmosphere failed. You took a step closer to the hybrid once more. You gently reached for his hands, placing the box between them both. 

“Help yourself to as much as you’d like,” You told him warmly, “I’ll be in the other room unpacking the rest of my things,” You referred to the leather suitcases which remained. 

Your tender touch left his hand, leaving a coldness behind. He furtively studied you as you turned your back to him, trying to quell the obscure flutter of curiosity from blooming inside of his chest. 

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[vergilthelibrarian]

You broke down as tears began to fall down your cheek.

Your teeth grinding before saying "I love you." through gritted teeth.

Jaehyun had broken you down. Though he always said he'd didn't mind you not loving him back he would always somehow insert himself into your life, forcing himself on you and in every aspect of your day to day life.

Forcing you to notice him.

Making you become dependent on him.

It was only a matter of time until you started cracking and it wasn't long after that he broke you down completely.

"I knew you'd fall for me eventually." He said with a lovesick grin as he moved closer to you on the bed.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to him, holding onto you tightly.

You could never move an inch without him grabbing your hand or arm whenever he was around.

Jaehyun was so clingy.

He didn't like it when you left him alone. He didn't like you talking to others. But he was good at hiding it.

Very good.

You just thought he was annoying at first but when you found out just how involved he was in your life, it made you sick... but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't get away from him and you felt pain as you were finally giving into the man who was basically a wolf in sheep's clothing.

You were so tired and it seemed like his hold on you was getting stronger.

You couldn't think straight. Your emotions were all over the place.

You're the Devil... you thought sadly, giving into defeat.

You were so worn out from resisting him and he knew this.

"Now that you've fallen for me I want you to understand that I'm not going anywhere." Jaehyun said before gently placing his lips on your forehead, sweetly kissing the skin.

You didn't resist. You were too tired to.

"All mine..." He whispered as he let go of you.

Your eyes felt so heavy and you craved for sleep. But he had one more thing to say to you.

"I love you."

You had no energy to even fight him anymore. He always won and it was getting tiring. You couldn't let yourself continue down this road anymore.

It was a dead end.

"I know." You simply reply, closing your eyes as you surrender to the darkness.

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[beemarkie]

[4:32 a.m.]  Jaemin stirs awake at the sound of his alarm. He is careful not to wake you as he knew you had a long day yesterday. Before he leaves,  Jaemin approaches your sleeping figure and delicately pecks your forehead as a sign of goodbye. He sighs wishing he could sleep in with you and woken up by the sunlight.

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[midnight-ty]

"I'm the only one that you need."

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[donkey-hyuck]

[4:17 a.m.]

~ unaccomplished. it’s what you felt at that moment. coming home from the library after constantly studying, your classes were way too much for you to handle. and you hadn’t even finished a few of your assignments which made you feel even worse about yourself. the following day— more so, following hours— you had a full packed schedule.

opening the door to your apartment, you immediately slumped on the couch and fell asleep. you’d been working so hard for the past two months and it was taking a mental toll on you.

renjun woke up later that morning, around 6 a.m. to see you knocked out on the couch sleeping in an uncomfortable position. you must’ve made it home late again.

nct 2020 was right around the corner and he wanted to spend some time with you before things got too hectic.

sighing at your exhausted state, he walked towards your fatigued figure and decided to move you to a more comfortable position. after a few tries of making you comfortable, you shifted in your sleep and slowly opened your eyes.

immediately waking up, you sit up and rub your eyes as renjun observed the dark circles under your eyes and the paleness of your face. his palms held your cheeks.

“what time is it?”

“what time did you come home?”

you both asked at the same time. he frowned at the state of you.

“i have to go. i have three class presentations, an anti bullying speech, band practice, a volleyball meetup, and a ceramics project due.” you frantically pushed past renjun to wash your face and get ready for the day. and all with only two hours of sleep.

walking into the bathroom, you quickly washed your face and looked in the mirror for a brief moment. swollen eyes, dark circles, and a ghost-like face is the only thing you were able to see. you stared at your unappealing reflection until renjun walked through the bathroom door. you then started beating your face with makeup to look presentable to fellow classmates and middle schoolers you were planning to see.

while blending the abundance of concealer under your eyes, renjun turned you around and placed down the brush in your hands, pecking your forehead and admiring the person in front of him. you worked just as hard as he does, sometimes even more. and he’s thankful that the universe rewarded him with you.

“you need to calm down a bit, my love. your class doesn’t start until nine, you’ll be fine,” he rubbed your check once more. though you let him have his moment for a few minutes, you eventually shook of his hand to continue getting ready.

“i’m getting coffee for some peers of mine. plus i have to be there by 8:30.” motioning your head to your phone to check the time.

you were such a giving soul, putting others before yourself.

he sighed in disappointment before letting you get ready to make breakfast so you wouldn’t leave on an empty stomach.

“thank you, bub. i gotta go now. i love you!” you exclaimed, with a hint of tiredness in your voice, while putting on your shoes.

“wait! let me drive you, at least. i don’t know how long we’ll be together before i leave,” he pouted. the simple gesture made you smile in adoration and usher him to his car.

the entire ride to your university was quiet. renjun had been holding your hand in his the entire time, not missing the slow blinking coming from you.

“bye, bubba. i love you,” you said while grabbing your things from the backseat.

“bye, i love you more. let me know when you needed to be picked up.” even though he knew you were probably going to stay up late again. but you responded with an okay sign and left the car with more things in your hand than he thought. renjun watched you carefully as you entered your university building.

~ by midnight, you called renjun to pick you up from the campus’ library. still up to more studying and pre-planning— at least for an hour, after your tutoring gig at your university.

he pulled in front of the front doors of the building, waiting for you to exit as he observed the silent campus. then you sat in the passenger seat and sighed, laying your head back while covering your eyes with your hands. the ride back home was quiet as well, but renjun just wanted you to rest as much as you could so he opted to just stay quiet.

when you reached your apartment, you stripped everything from you and walked to the bathroom. again, renjun just observed your worn out self and walked to the kitchen to make you a meal. knowing you, he thought you hadn’t eaten a proper meal since the morning because you had so much on your plate already see what i did there.

when you walked out of the shower, you unfogged the mirror and stared at yourself again. you looked way more tired than you did this morning and a rash had started to appear on your face. why was this happening? you didn’t know, but you felt too unattractive to let renjun see you at this point.

sure, he’s seen you at your highest and lowest points but you were just incredibly stressed out and worried, praying that everything you’ve done was good enough.

you changed into your pajamas and walked down the hall to hear the tv playing some drama. hearing the sound of the hardwood floor, he peered over and smiled, only for you to turn your head and walk to the kitchen. he walked to you, confused as to why you were ignoring him all of a sudden.

“i made some food for you.. in case you didn’t eat yet,” his voice was soft making you want to cry. yet you just shook your head and still refused to look at him.

“hey. look at me.” you didn’t listen. “look at me!” his voice was desperate and that time, you did look up. but just as you did, he took notice of the rash that was appearing on your cheek and instantly forgot what he was going to say, now enormously concerned about your well-being, especially these past few days.

his cold fingers felt refreshing against your burning up cheeks but you removed his hands from your hideous face. yet he didn’t budge and he felt as if his world was crashing down— well, that was because his world was you.

“don’t look at me. i’m so ugly,” you sobbed in your hands. okay, you weren’t the prettiest person around— though there isn’t a definite answer to ‘prettiest person’— but you definitely weren’t mad about your looks. and yeah, you were always pretty insecure about your looks but you made sure it never got to you because looks don’t really matter. however, renjun knew you struggled with your looks, no matter how much you denied not caring, because everyone cares about looks, no matter how many times you try to convince yourself.

“no... no, baby. you’re not ugly. you’re so far from ugly. do you see yourself? you work your ass off every single day. you’re an inspiration to all... you’re an inspiration to me. people need to start being like you because compared to you, you’re the most diligent, hardworking, and caring person i know. do you know how many lives you’ve changed? you have an anti bullying campaign for middle schoolers for crying out loud. you put so many people in front of you that you forget to take care of yourself..... you’re the most important person to everyone you cross paths with, because you have that much of an impact. you constantly say you aren’t attractive as if everything you do for the community, for your loved ones, for me, doesn’t count.”

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inspired by this post :’))

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[midday0nightmares]

32 - forever lost (m).

Previous chapter a week later (m).

m.list.

warnings: this series contains themes of yandere\mafia, blood, violence, mental health, drugs, non-con.

author note: this is pure fiction and it is not intended to romanticize any of the situations mentioned bellow.

You were stirred awake by jaemin’s hands that roamed up your body, his hot breathes hitting the side of your face.

your mind registering that he must have uncuffed one of your hands whilst you were asleep, His lips letter gentle kisses to the side of your face as you eyes flutter open, “I’ll be back in a while” he whispers into your ear as not disturb you much, “go back to sleep baby” he buries his face in the crock of your neck, filling his chest with your scent, butterflies burst in your stomach at the sweet gesture..“mmh kay” you purr with content and joy. 

And just like he was a fleeting dream, he withdraws form you and disappears letting you drown back into slumber.

.... The door was shut, it won’t open, it was cemented on every side expat for the small slit under it, you try knocking, shout for someone, anyone, but to no avail.

you try the window, it opens, but the sight is even scarier. The city is quiet, too quiet. No traffic in its usually busy streets, every window in the near buildings were closed, no birds in the sky, not a single sign of life, even the sun seems to be stuck in its place, time isn’t moving.

Outside the closed door, you can hear muffled sounds, you peak under the door and see the familiar white socks on a pair of feet moving around the room. you shout and scream for him, but he doesn’t even flinch, he just keeps going through his day. 

You were forgotten, forever lost in his room ....

Your body jerks awake, the sun glares at you through the open window, you cant feel your left hand as it’s still cuffed to the bed, you sit up to wave the sleepiness, you look around trying to get a grip on reality.

Too grumpy and too sweaty to look for the key, you call for jaemin but no response, he must haven’t returned yet, Where the hell is he? Its noon. 

You look under the pillows and over the bedside table, you look through the drawers but you can’t find it, You opt to ask jeno for help

“Jeno~” you call him but he doesn’t responds too, you know he’s home because the TV was on, you knock on the wall until the door opens with him standing with disingenuous smile. 

“Yes?”,

you can tell by his tone that his tolerance of you is already thin.

“I need to pee” 

you pout, but he doesn’t even pat a lash.

“so pee”,

 he deadpans tells you to pee your pants.

“Come on don’t be like that, help meee” 

you whine, but he doesn’t budge.

“I’m not getting involved between you two”,

he turns around and walks away..

“no no wait at least get me water, jeno!”,

but to your frustration your words fall deff to his ears. You huff and throw yourself back into the sheets muttering curses.

With nothing to do, you drift back to sleep..

The slammed door wakes you up, it’s dark outside and jaemin is finally back,

“Hey..you’er back”, you mumble happily, ready to be free again.

He flicks the lights on causing you to squint in attempt  to adjust your vision, He dosn’t spar you a look and goes to the closet, he opens its door and takes out a bag and starts throwing in a random selection of clothes. 

 You still groggy with sleeplessness, you rub your eyes and sit up, “Jaemin, baby what are you doing?”,

he wipes his nose with his sleeve and you realize he was crying.

“We are leaving”, 

he tells you with a tight jaw.

With too many questions crowding your mind you ask him “Leaving.. where? Why what happed?”,

He turns to face you, and you see his puffy eyes still had tears in them. 

He keels next to the bed and opens the safe.. 

His strange behavior alarming you even more, 

“jaemin, what going on?”, fully awake now, you demand an explanation.. and before he can gives you an answer a loud knock on the apartment door freezes him in his place.

“Police! Open the door!” The loud man’s voice echoing through the quiet apartment. Jaemin’s face goes pale like he has seen a ghost, he snaps out of his shock and returns to what he was doing, taking his gun out.. 

“jaemin please”, 

 you beg him, you are certain that whatever is happening is not good, the knocks get louder and more urgent.

He fumbles with the key and frees your other hand, 

“get up!” he pulls you off the bed with one hand while the other holds the gun, you keep begging him, trying to sooth him, but his tears fall faster as he shouts at you to get up, you can feel the desperation radiates off of him. 

Jeno comes running to the door, he opens it and you hear the sound of what sounded like a hundred foot stepping inside the apartment, jaemin runs and locks his door, a dreadful feeling filled you.

You know that this is a serious situation, the police knock on his door but he doesn’t responses, he keeps his back pushed against the door, and it downed on you.. you were locked in a room with a man who have a gun, fear ran through you.

You wanted to say something to soothe the intense situation but you couldn’t find the words.

jaemin opened his eyes and looked at you like an idea have flashed in his mind, your heat was thumbing loud in your ears, he walks towards you. “Jaemin” your eyes fill with tears and you cry without a reason but utter fear, your body moves by itself and you take a step back until your knees were met by the edge of the bed, you keens buckle when he comes closer.. 

you could barely hear the knocks on the door and the men who were trying to coax him out.. they all seemed too far away. 

His tall body looms over you, his eyes had no tears in them, no love, no warmth. 

Everything seems to disappear and time seemed to have stopped for a second, you break in violent shakes.. 

You can see the storm of thoughts behind his eyes, grief tugs at his lips as they twitch when he comes to his decision..

“no jaemin..” You hardly get the words out, he looks at his gun and shakes his head to himself, a sad, ironic laugh escapes his chest “just when I was happy…” his shoulder shakes, his laughter sounds painful, like it was being ripped out of his lunges.

His arm wipe the tears from his eyes and he looks at you, he’s back into his head again. 

heated emotions rises up to the surface again, anger, fear, spiraling out of control as fresh tears burst out of his eyes. His hand comes to rest on the back of your neck and he pulls you into him, he rest his head on top of yours, his hand affectionately smoothes your hair, he sways both of you while shushing your cries “its going to be alright”, you stay like this for a minute and oddly it brought you peace.

He kisses the top of your head and pulls back, your hands grip his sides to bring him back to you, he stands over you, “I’m sorry.. ” chocks on his words “I’m taking you with me”..

“No jaemin we still can fix this” you desperately try to stop him, to get him to think again but all hope dies when he points the gun at you. 

You heart sinks at click of the safety switch on the gun, his hand dangerously shaking, he sobs and wipes his eyes and blinks to clear his vision. 

“Jaemin..” 

Everything has stopped at that moment, too shocked and heartbroken to speak, the disbelieve dissipate quickly and its replaced by great sense of disappointment by your short life, sorrow to everything you haven’t had the chance to do yet, how could it all end this quick? like this?.

“Please don’t..” You beg him even you know it won’t help you now.. 

“Close your eyes my love” he asks you.

You close your eyes, letting go, peace rushing through your veins, you see the sequenced events of your short life flash, all the memories, all the regrets, all the mistakes. 

“I will be right there with you” he tells you.

The violent hit pierced through your head, burning its way to the other side, your can hear your skull shattering, you lose your senses quickly as you fade away, the celling of his room disappears as you slip out of life.

Outside the door, jeno hears the gun fires and he knows he has just lost one of you, the ground disappears from under him as he collapse to the floor.

The police breaks the door, but another gun shot breaks as jaemin takes his own life.

What have started as a simple arrest, ended with a murder-sucide. 

A new break in the case of jaemin’s mother suspicious death was made, a new piece of evidence was found proving that the only suspect they had was in fact her killer, it was non other than her son na jaemin. 

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