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pinktyuns · 1 year

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sleepy spring mornings featuring choi yeonjun

hot.

was the only thought going through your still half-asleep brain as you struggled to blink open your eyes.

it’s so fucking hot.

once you were kinda awake, with open blinking eyes you regarded what the hell was making you so hot. bright washington sun crept through the curtains, sweeping the tranquil hotel room in a beautiful light.

looking to your right, you found the heat source, the culprit.

choi yeonjun, your boyfriend, sleeping ever so peacefully nuzzled into your side, brown hair messy and tussled with sleep, his arm thrown lazily over your stomach, keeping you close to him and his goddamn furnace of a body, his leg draped and entangled with yours under the sheets.

looking at him, seeing his breath rise and fall softly, the pout that seemed to always be on his lips jutting out, you couldn’t help but smile.

it was rare to see him like this, be with him like this, and instead of running away from his heat you brought him closer, wrapping your arms around him as he nuzzled closer to you, burying his face into your neck, his soft breath tickling you.

you brought your hand up to his messy head, smoothing the brown down and running your fingers through it, scratching his head lightly. he exhaled happily and, still seeming to be asleep, moved a little bit so you could see his face.

you felt like the grinch seeing him like this, your heart growing 3 sizes bigger at the sight of yeonjun.

you watched him breathe in and out, softly tracing his perfectly shaped face with your finger. across his brow bone, down his perfect sloped nose, softly grazing his cute little cupids bow, tapping his perfect pout ever so softly.

maybe it was the early morning making you feel your emotions even more so, but seeing him sleeping peacefully, cuddled up to you, lit up by the morning sun, you felt as if you might cry.

dating yeonjun wasn’t the easiest thing all the time, his schedule insanely demanding, your college classes challenging, and sometimes it was hard to just get a 15 minute facetime call these days. which is why you jumped at the opportunity to go with him on tour, seeing him on stage with his members, in what was his happiest element, made you happy even more so.

you were suddenly brought out of your thoughts with a sigh and a stir, yeonjun seeming to be waking up next to you.

cute.

was the only word that could fit this situation. you’d seen it before, sparingly, but yeonjun waking up was the cutest goddamn thing you think you’ve ever seen in your life. a small frown on his face, hair messy but somehow still perfect, eyes still closed, nose scrunched up, the pout on his lips jutting out even more so that you felt the intense urge to kiss it.

you leaned into him, feeling his breath on yours, and placed the smallest, sweetest ghost of a kiss on his perfectly parted lips.

you pulled back, hand still in his hair, smile on your face. looking at him in this light it was insane how someone so perfect could just be walking around on this earth, even more insane that you got to be with him like this and share these moments with him.

“whyd youstop,” a small, deep mumble fell out of yeonjuns perfect lips and into the room.

you scratched his head lightly again, seeing his eyes were still closed, ignoring the fact that his morning voice was somehow deeper than how he normally sounded and it was driving you crazy.

you giggled at him, his little glare on his face over the fact that you simply didn’t kiss him longer.

“i like when you kiss me,” he mumbled again, you caught sight of his ears turning a little red and he buried himself into your neck again out of embarrassment.

you laughed then, a soft real laugh, pulling him even closer to you, wanting to feel his warmth now.

“oh my god you’re literally the cutest person alive, did you know that?” you gushed over him.

you could feel his face growing hotter with the praise and he shook his head, “nuh uh, it’s you.”

you laughed again, “oh my god you’re such a baby.”

yeonjun, finally seeming fully awake, lifted his head at that, pulling his body weight and resting on one of his arms so he wasn’t on top of you anymore, rather, laying on his side regarding you.

you suddenly felt hot again, not from the temperature. it was still crazy to you how yeonjun could go from being the cutest thing alive to staring at you like he was literally going to eat you.

yeonjun smirked, he always thought it was funny how he still made you nervous.

he decided he was done teasing you and suddenly wrapped his arms around you, rolling onto his back and laying you on top of him.

“did you sleep okay?” he asked, his voice soft with adoration but still octaves deep with sleep.

you nodded, feeling shy under his gaze, which he noticed and made him smile up at you, “the only thing is that you’re a fucking furnace, choi,” you pretended to be mad, “i feel like i’m gonna wake up sweating because you’re so hot.”

he laughed, a gorgeous, loud laugh that made butterflies settle in your stomach, and wiggled his eyebrows, “i know, right.”

you rolled your eyes, “you’re stupid.”

he grinned, his eyes practically disappearing with his giant smile, and whispered, “you love it.”

he moved his head forward and captured your lips with his, you practically melting into the soft kiss.

kissing yeonjun always had your head spinning, his lips always warm against yours, making you feel safe and making the butterflies in your stomach go crazy.

yeonjun. yeonjun. yeonjun. yeonjun. yeonjun. yeonjun. yeonjun. yeonjun. yeonjun. yeonjun.

he pulled away, admiring that spaced-out look you always got when he kissed you, no matter if it was soft and sweet like this one or rough and full of want.

he pulled you closer to his chest, your head laying on top of his heart, listening to the beating.

you both stayed like that in contentment for who knows how long, yeonjun breaking the silence with a small whisper, “i like having you here, like this, with me.”

you smiled on his chest, listening to the soft thump thumping of his heart, “i like seeing you like this, and being here with you.”

yeonjun pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead, your eyes closing automatically and you hummed in response. the both of you finally sitting up and yeonjun grabbing his horn-rimmed glasses from the side table, placing them just on his nose, making him look somehow even more attractive, which you didn’t even know was possible.

he captured your eye contact, holding your hand, his thumb dancing over your skin, “i love you,” he said softly, a big dumb smile on his face.

a big dumb matching one on yours, “i love you, junnie. even if you feel like lava when you sleep.”

he rolled his eyes at that and released you, getting out of the warmth that was your shared bed and standing in front of you opening his phone.

you took the opportunity to ogle him, as any sane person would.

a shirtless yeonjun was a beautiful one, like yeonjun was all the time, but there was something else about him like this, grey sweatshorts (whore) riding low on his hips, honey-colored skin exposed and kissed by sunlight, making him glow, glasses perched on his nose, brown hair the most perfectly messy thing atop his head.

yeonjun didn’t look up, but felt your stare, smirking, “see something you like?”

you blushed, “no.”

he scoffed, shaking his head, “okay liar.”

you giggled, finally taking the opportunity to stretch when there was a soft knock at the door. both of you knowing it was probably staff (or beomgyu coming to bother).

yeonjun grabbed a navy blue botton up shirt and haphazardly pulled it over him, sadly coving up his golden skin, as he padded softly over to the door.

soft words were exchanged and the door closed and he turned with two starbucks cups, smiling at you,

“oh my god, yes,” you said, making grabby hands towards the cups which made yeonjun smile as he walked back over to you, stopping to grab his ipad from the bedside table.

he gave you your drink, the caffeine comforting you after just one sip as he settled back into the bed next to you.

he opened his ipad and pulled up youtube, looking for something to watch. when he made his pick, he rested it on his legs, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and bringing you close.

you rested your head on yeonjuns shoulder, holding your drink and smiling softly.

you looked up at him again, admiring his perfect side profile, and gave him a small kiss on his cheek, making him turn to face you, smile on his lips.

“what was that for?”

you shrugged, “just because.”

he grinned, glasses pushing up on his nose, and kissed your forehead again, all while snuggling you closer against him.

as the sun got brighter in the room, it danced over the white comforter, and lit up yeonjuns hands and coffee cup. it was warm and perfect, just like yeonjun himself.

yea user yawnzzn killed me today so i had to write about it this was not supposed to be this long & it is unedited i just needed to word vomit about him because OH MY GOD!!!

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jjunieworld · 12 days

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𓍼 ˋ✮ TXT MASTERLIST minors dni with my nsfw works or you’ll be blocked!

key: fluff (☁️), angst (🌪️), smut (🥛), smau (📲), written series (📖), one shot (📓), drabble (📄), other (💬), ongoing (🎬), completed (📨), hiatus (📪), discontinued (🗑️) note: for my works, i consider drabbles to be under 2k words. ∿ [ continue on to . . . works in progress or request ]

𓍼 ˋ✮ OT5/MULTI

jjunieworld's 2024 valentine's day event having another member's photocard in your phone⌇💬,☁️ you called your pet "baby" and not them⌇💬,☁️ txt as mitski lyrics⌇💬,🌪️,☁️

𓍼 ˋ✮ YEONJUN 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

romeo & juliet⌇📲,☁️,🗑️ the hybe theatre club has an unspoken belief, whoever plays romeo and juliet in the annual play each year will end up falling in love with each other. this year, you and the person you hate the most get casted together.

lip gloss!⌇1.9k - 📄,🥛,☁️ while getting ready for your date, yeonjun notices how you kept licking your lips after applying your lip gloss. let’s just say you don’t make it to your date as planned…

𓍼 ˋ✮ SOOBIN 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

all for a bet⌇📲,🌪️,📨 choi soobin has always been the popular kid surrounded by his popular friends. you... not so much. one night, soobin and his friends make bet that soobin can't get you to date him in a month. unfortunately for you, you're a hopeless romantic.

the great bake off!⌇8.6k - 📓,☁️ spilt milk [part two]⌇4.0k - 📓,🥛 after getting fired from your job as a pizza delivery driver, you’re in desperate need to find a new job before you get kicked out of your apartment. that’s when you hear about the local bakery looking for employees. thinking, “why not? i’ve worked with dough before!”, you apply and actually get the job. that’s when you and the son of the bakery’s owner decide that it would be fun to compete to see who can make the most baked goods for a prize.

from the start⌇3.1k - 📓,☁️,🌪️ you never really understood the saying “you’ll always remember your first love,” but that was before you fell in love with your bestfriend soobin. now all of it makes sense. you notice everything about him, from his dimpled smile to the way he could go on and on about the things he loves. and that just makes you fall for him more. cupid has shot an arrow through your heart and you can’t take keeping your feelings for him inside anymore.

lather⌇2.5k - 📄,🥛 to help raise money for charity you and your friends make your way over to the rich neighborhood to handwash cars in your best skimpy bathing suits and clothing.

𓍼 ˋ✮ BEOMGYU 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

"kiss the prettiest girl in the room"⌇2.3k - 📓,☁️ you and your bestfriend beomgyu decide on going to a new year’s eve party so you’re not bored at the start of the new year. the party goers suggest that you all should play truth or dare. one of beomgyu’s friends decides to dare him to kiss the prettiest girl in the room, knowing you have a crush on him.

don't delete the kisses⌇9.3k - 📓,🌪️,🥛 two years ago, you admitted to yourself that you were in love with your bestfriend beomgyu. two years ago, you and your bestfriend beomgyu stopped being bestfriends. now he’s an up and coming musician and you see his face and hear his music almost everywhere in your local town; not knowing that the songs he writes are about you.

more than this?⌇3.1k - 📓,🥛 when beomgyu asked you to be fuck buddies, you thought it was risky considering your already growing feelings for him. but, you just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be close to him in any way that you could. now you’re wondering if the two of you will ever be anything more than this.

𓍼 ˋ✮ TAEHYUN 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

february 14th⌇13.6k - 📓,🌪️,☁️ this has to be the worst day of your life. and just your luck, the day keeps repeating. over and over again. and you don’t know why. you get to relive the same day where you finally garner the courage to ask your crush, kang taehyun, out and get to relive the part where he rejects you each time.

6:41am⌇0.9k - 📄,☁️ you’re awoken early in the morning from taehyun’s alarm to go to the gym and decide to go with him. you end up distracting him from his routine with your staring and decide to encourage him with kisses to help him.

meet cute⌇1k - 📄,☁️ you had a thought and a dream, you were going to be a magician. so you did what one who wants to be a magician does next, you went to a magic store. and what did you do? accidentally knock over a shelf of bang snaps and came face to face with an actual magician.

𓍼 ˋ✮ HUENINGKAI 𐙚 soft thoughts ⋆ hard thoughts

stupid cupid!⌇6.5k - 📓,☁️ hueningkai, better known as cupid, is known for his art in helping people fall in love. shooting his arrows here and there, getting those who are meant to be together. what happens when after he shoots one of his love arrows at you, the other one somehow ends up hitting him?

spin the bottle⌇1.4k - 📄,☁️ you’re what people like to call a “wallflower.” your more extroverted friends have been doing everything in their power to try and break you out of that. so they dragged you along to a party and somehow you’re stuck playing spin the bottle with people you barely know.

a bed in your shape⌇1.4k - 📄,🌪️ a life in your eyes [part two]⌇7k - 📓,🌪️,🥛 for as long as you could remember, you’ve been in love with your bestfriend kai. the only problem is, he never loved you back. yet, you can’t stop imagining your life with him.

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hannie-dul-set · 11 months

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LOVE VOMIT [n.] — the term when you become too full with your feelings too quickly and too frequently that you end up spitting everything out before even getting the chance to digest. this happens to you more often than you’d like to admit— every quarter, actually, ever since starting college. but what can you do when the prospect of falling in love is just too good to say no to? what can you do when maybe the next desert might actually stay inside your system this time?

or, wherein you fall in love with a different guy every season but fail to notice the one that’s been looking at you the whole year.

PAIRING. choi soobin x female! reader (ft. the rest of txt x reader). GENRE. slice of life, romance, humor, mild angst, SLOWBURN, college! au, orgmate! soobin, pining to the highest degree, multiple love interests, featuring some members of seventeen, enhypen, and le sserafim. WARNINGS. swearing, drinking, annoying org jargon, both mcs are pathetic, unrequited feelings. WORD COUNT. teaser: 429 | full fic: est. 25-30k. RELEASE DATE: late june to early july.

NOTE. i said i was going to post the preview at the end of the week but i got too excited 😭😭 this may be a soobin fic but. u see. i am in love with all five of them so YOU will also fall in love with all five of them i don't make the rules.

i also wanted to jump back into my comfort zone of writing ordinary college life tingz, especially now that i actually have 2 years worth of experience to draw reference from. anyhow, send me an ask/dm to be addded to the taglist. preview under the cut!

THE TIME IS SPRING. A soft musk in the air, freshly bloomed flowers lining the sidewalks, and the start of a new semester. There’s something gentle about springtime, reminiscent of crisp blankets straight from the dryer with lavender seeping into its cotton folds and sunlight leaking through pleated sheer curtains. The season is for cherry blossoms and picnic baskets, outings and first loves. You’ve always associated these things with spring, however none of these sensibilities are present tonight.

Instead of clear skies and bright sunlight, the view through the diner windows is lit up by artificial lights and signages in the middle of a March evening. There’s no lilac nor daisies in the air, but cheap beer and the savory smell of fried chicken. It’s noisy, it’s loud, and it’s far from the gentleness of spring, but you’ve never felt more alive at this time of the year.

‘Why did you join Shutter.TXT?’ reads the sheet of paper sitting on your table. You’re all smiles as you listen to the answers of those sitting at your table, mindlessly nodding along after being three glasses in. Tonight is an orientation-slash-welcome party for the organization you impulsively joined upon entering the university.

Because photography is my passion...because I want to explore other fields…because, because, because.

The answers carousel around the table, and honest to god, you stopped listening at some point because it’s getting repetitive. You don’t understand the purpose of this activity. Why else would you join a club for photography, videography, and editing if not for photography, videography, and editing?

“Are you kids having fun?”

You perk up. The empty smiles you’ve been giving suddenly becomes brighter, your eyes crinkling at the corners. Spring came belatedly tonight, and it came in the form of your extremely pretty senior suddenly appearing behind your seat and you’re instantly all the more conscious about your posture when he leans down to check in on your group. He cranes his head to look at you with a smile. “Is it your turn?” he asks. The back of your neck is burning.

“Ah, yes,” you cough, clearing your throat to introduce your name. “I major in public administration. I know it’s pretty far from my discipline, but I decided to join Shutter.TXT because I didn’t want to be constrained in one field throughout college. I’m sure this organization will make my university experience a lot more exciting and interesting.”

Lies. You joined because of the very face that’s smiling at you this very moment.

“I look forward to working with you.”

love vomit. © hannie-dul-set, 2023.

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mymoodwriting · 11 months

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5.5k, yandere, runaway, bruises, open wounds, near-death experience, potential drowning, magic, drugs, hallucinations, kidnapping, domestic abuse, domestic violence, implied smut, aphrodisiac, supernatural (@starillusion13)

“Are you… angels…”

Everything had happened so fast, you couldn’t even believe the scene before you. These boys by the waterfall, all so ethereal, they couldn’t be real, so it could only mean one thing. They all looked over to stare at you when you spoke, seeming perplexed, until one began to approach you. He was loosely dressed, short blonde hair, and kind eyes. Maybe you should have been afraid, there was no way to be sure you were dead, but you had a feeling he wouldn’t hurt you, regardless of your state of life. He reached his hand out to you and you hesitantly took it before realizing how injured you were. Your arm was covered in bruises and scratches, but he had already taken hold of you, pulling you to your feet.

You remembered your aches and pains, but in the moment felt none. It was like you were walking on air. The boy led you over to the waterfall, having you step under it, getting you completely soaked. The water felt nice, strangely warm and soothing. You didn’t realize a smile had bloomed on your lips as you closed your eyes. You felt like you could stay there forever, and in your bliss you weren’t aware of the others. Their eyes watching with a strange mix of curiosity and hunger. It felt like eternity as you soaked in the water before you were gently pulled away. As you opened your eyes you found yourself before the blonde boy. He smiled at you, giving you a sense of peace, then his lips were pressed against yours.

It startled you out of your haze. You tried moving away, but he was holding your head in his hands, and as you leaned back he moved with you. His kiss got deeper, and you managed to hold yourself together until he pulled away. You were out of breath, as was he, but most of all you were confused. You couldn’t understand why he would kiss you, and why you didn’t really hate it. A lot had happened to you over the last few days, weeks even, and you think you wouldn’t have let someone easily touch you in such a manner. You had a lot of questions, especially for yourself, and then the gentlemen spoke.

“Who hurt you?”

His voice caught you off guard. You weren’t sure what you had been expecting, but it was so soft and assuring. It disarmed you, making your worries wash away so easily. He already had such a trustworthy aura about him, his voice just solidified it all the more. You felt you could answer him truthfully, even if it pained you.

“My… my fiance…”

“Why would they do such a thing?”

You didn’t realize you had tears until the boy reached over to wipe them away. That’s when everything came crashing down for you. His soft touch opened the floodgates and you started crying. You spilled your heart out to him and the others. All your pains and struggles. How you had been suffering at the hands of your abusive partner, all because your family had decided to marry you off to someone wealthy. You never had a say in the matter, and even if you had told those closest to you what was happening, no one really dared to help you. It was only a matter of time before you’d wind up dead, you were certain of that. So you had to take matters into your own hands.

One night after a long fight that left you so broken, you were dragged out of the house. Your fiance wanted to take you somewhere more private, and you feared for your safety. Somehow you managed to throw yourself out of the vehicle, getting up and running out into the unknown just to get away. It was dark out, so you had no way of knowing what was ahead, but you didn’t care, it was surely better than what was behind you. No matter how many times your fiance screamed at you, called you to return, you kept moving. You didn’t know when you would stop, but the matter was taken from you.

In your attempt to flee you wound up tripping over something and stumbling down into a river. You were too weak to fight the current, barely able to hold your head above water. If you kept panicking you’d surely drown, so you managed to calm yourself down. That didn’t change the fact you barely had any strength to move, and couldn’t make it back to dry land. This was probably the end for you, and it wasn’t difficult to accept. At least it wouldn’t be by that monster’s hands. So you closed your eyes and let the water take you. Hoping to find peace. You weren’t sure that was what you found upon waking and finding yourself among strangers, but it was certainly better than where you came from.

“No one’s going to hurt you here.”

“Where… where is here? Where am I? Is this… am I dead?”

“You are very much alive.”

“Then where am I? How did I end up here?”

“It’s quite a mystery to us too. You floated down the river, and somehow made it into our little world.”

“People don’t know about this place?”

“Not at all.”

“Oh… then who are you guys?”

“My name is Soobin, and these are my brothers.”

Soobin introduced you to the rest of his brothers, and you shyly greeted them all. Although they merely waved at you. Soobin noticed your confusion and explained that they don’t speak your language. He only knows it now by kissing you. That made you shy, but he didn’t comment on it. Now that you were feeling better, Soobin wanted to show you around this forest of theirs. You all went together, and you got to see the mountain, the beach, the wide open space and tree filled plains. It was so beautiful, a beauty you hadn’t seen before. While looking around you ended up noticing your injuries again, remembering your situation, and also the fact that despite having wounds decorate your body, you didn’t feel any pain.

“The waterfall is magic.” Soobin said, noticing you gazing at your arms. “You won’t be in any pain here.”

“This place is nice. It feels like a dream…”

“A dream?”

“Like it’s not real… that it’s too good to be true, and I’m going to wake up soon.”

“You won’t wake up as you are not sleeping.”

“Either way, I like it here.”

Food never really crossed your mind, and before you could even think of it you were in the forest gathering fruits with the boys. You got to see that they lived their lives completely on their own terms. They were never bored, and enjoyed the things around them. By the nightfall you had all wound up on this cliff side, laying on the grass and staring up at the star filled sky. You had never really looked up before, so you didn’t know what you were missing until now.

“You like it?”

“Yeah… it’s magnificent…”

“The stars don’t look like this anywhere else.”

“So it’s your own little secret.”

“Pretty much.”

You didn’t really notice time passing as you stared up at the sky and munched on some berries. Soobin talked to you about the stars, pointing out different constellations and their meaning. He’d also relay anything the others wanted to tell you, and vice versa. It was such a peaceful night, you felt like you could stay up till sunrise, but at some point you drifted off to dreamland. For once, sleep coming easily and naturally.

🖤

The sound of birds woke you in the morning, and for a bit you thought you’d wake up back in your bed, but when you opened your eyes you saw that was far from the truth. You were lying under the shade of a big tree, nothing but nature surrounding you. As you slowly sat up you noticed a few of the other boys sleeping around you, but Soobin was nowhere in sight. Now you were a bit nervous as he was the only one who could understand you. It was probably best to go find him, so you carefully got up and quietly stepped away from the others without waking them. As soon as you were away from them and the tree, you felt someone grab your arm.

Fear spiked through your body, suddenly making it harder to breathe. Only to then see Taehyun looking over at you, worry on his face. You could tell he didn’t mean to frighten you and he felt bad, immediately letting you go. You could understand his sentiment, although you’d still need a moment to compose yourself. When you were better he gently took your hand and led you somewhere. You went back to the cliff side, seeing the beach and ocean below. The air was so fresh and cool as you took in a deep breath, already feeling at ease. Taehyun hadn’t let go of your hand, softly tugging on it to get your attention. He stepped closer and wrapped an arm around your waist.

He started dancing with you, making you giggle. You didn’t quite understand why he was doing this until you took a step and felt nothing beneath you. When you looked down you saw that you were floating above the ground while still dancing around. Now that you knew you freaked out a bit but Taehyun made sure to hold you tightly. You laughed a bit from the nerves, and he laughed too. Although you weren’t entirely sure you could believe what was happening. As you looked back to ask how Taehyun could do this, he suddenly pressed his lips against yours. It was just as surprising as floating up in the air, and you let it happen too. If Soobin learned to talk with you like this, maybe he could too.

“You’re really pretty when you smile and laugh…”

Taehyun’s voice was also beautiful, and hearing him talk brought a smile to your face. He slowly put you back down on the ground, and then the two of you started running around. You introduced him to the game of tag, and you played for a while until he suggested you eat. It was getting late in the afternoon. So the two of you went into the forest to scavenge around. Taehyun would fly up to the tree to pick some fruits, handing them down to you. Together you found some shade to rest under and eat. You wound up noticing some pink flowers nearby, wanting to pick some but Taehyun grabbed your hand and quickly stopped you.

“Don’t touch those flowers.”

“Huh?”

“You’ll feel all weird if you touch them. So it’s better you don’t.”

“Oh, okay.”

After eating you went to the waterfall to clean up. The water was refreshing and cooling. For a moment you stared at your arms again, seeing the wounds more faded. You were almost completely healed. While you were distracted you didn’t realize someone sneaking up behind you, wrapping their arms around your waist and hugging you. When you felt their touch you jumped, but their gentle touch let you know they weren’t the one you were afraid of. You realized who it was when you saw Kai resting his head on your shoulder. You reached over and gently pet his head, getting his hair wet in the process. He looked over at you and smiled, letting you go and turning you around to face him.

“What’s up? Did you-”

Kai cut you off when he kissed you. It hadn’t been too long since Taehyun had done so, and now you were tasting someone else’s lips. You’ve never been kissed by so many different people so fast, but you didn’t really mind it. The aura they had around them was calming and made you feel that you could trust them. They were also pretty good kissers, at least those who had kissed you so far.

“You’re really beautiful…”

Kai’s words made you shy, but his smile was genuine, so you knew his words were too. His eyes gazed down at your arms, his fingers tracing over your cuts and bruises.

“You’re healing.”

“Yeah, faster than I thought.”

“The water is magic. It keeps us all healthy.”

In order to dry off you and Kai went to walk along the beach. It was nice that you could actually talk with him now, and his voice was pretty soft too. While walking around a question came to mind. You weren’t sure you wanted an answer, but you were curious.

“Kai.”

“Hm?”

“What are you? You guys… you’re definitely not human.”

“I don’t think I could answer you. I’m not entirely sure what we are either compared to someone like you.”

“Yeah… but you’re certainly something more.”

“I guess so.”

Once your clothes had dried, Kai suggested playing a game. You were surprised as he basically described hide and seek to you, although you were a bit worried about getting lost. This whole place was unfamiliar to you, and even if things had been good, you didn’t know of any potential dangers. Kai assured you that you wouldn’t get lost, even if you felt like it, they’d always find you. With that said Kai decided to be the seeker first.

He stayed on the beach and count to one hundred to give you plenty of time to hide. So off you went, running into the forest with some hesitation, but trusting that they’d find you again. After you were a good ways away you slowed down and looked around, trying to find a good hiding spot. It would be best to hide either up high, or somewhere low, but as you were looking you found a familiar face.

“Hi, Beomgyu.”

The boy seemed happy to see you as well, going over and taking your hand. You let him lead you off somewhere else, soon finding yourself in some kind of cave entrance. You weren’t sure what it is he wanted, and then it happened. Hundreds of butterflies took flight, and you were in awe of their color. It was a beauty you had never seen before, and while you were distracted the boy took his chance. He pulled you into a kiss. They always seemed to catch you off guard, but you let it happen, even kissing back. You were both breathless when you pulled away, although before Beomgyu could even speak you were interrupted.

“Found you.”

Kai peeked down from the top of the cave, a bright smile on his face. The three of you laughed, and you couldn’t even remember when you last felt at ease like this.

“You know, it’s really nice having you around.” Beomgyu said. “It’s new and very exciting.”

“Thanks. I’m glad you guys enjoy my company, cause I enjoy yours very much.”

The three of you decided to play together then. Hide and seek would be more fun if it wasn’t just two. This time you stayed in the cave and counted to one hundred, then eagerly went off to find the boys. You looked high and low, seeing more of the nature surrounding you while you did so. Although it was enough to distract you, and you wound up tripping over a tree root. You didn’t get hurt from the fall, but when you noticed where you were you freaked out. All around you were pink flowers, the ones you had been told not to touch before, and you can certainly come in contact with a lot of them now.

“Oh no…”

You were starting to panic, and then you screamed when Yeonjun popped up. Apparently he had been laying around the flowers, and your sudden appearance startled him. Now that he was getting a good look at you, he seemed curious over your panicked state. He seemed fine, but you were starting to feel dizzy, collapsing and laying down on the ground. Thankfully you didn’t have the sun in your face as you were under the shade of a tree, and soon enough Yeonjun had crawled on top of you, staring down at you. Of course now would be the time to kiss you, open up a line of communication, but his lips felt so good.

“How do you feel?”

“Hot…”

Yeonjun chuckled. “Want something more?”

“Huh?”

Yeonjun disappeared for a moment before returning, holding his hand above your head. You noticed he had something with him, some sort of thick substance that dripped down onto your face, into your mouth. It had a sweet taste, and it was sticky. To you it seemed like honey, but you weren’t quite sure that was it. If anything it was making you feel weirder. Then again, you were starting to get an idea of what was going on.

“Yeonjun…”

“Hm?”

“Can you… can you… help…”

“Help?”

“Please…”

“What’s going on?”

Yeonjun looked over to see Soobin, although you could only really make out his voice. Your vision was already getting blurry.

“I don’t know hyung, she’s acting weird.”

“What did you do?”

“Nothing.”

“Yeonjun…” You whined again. “Please.”

Your hands trailed down Yeonjun’s body, dipping in under his shirt to feel his skin. He was warm, and well built. Your head was foggy and you weren’t entirely in your right mind, but you knew what you wanted. While feeling up Yeonjun you began to feel something poking at your thighs. You looked down to see a tent in Yeonjun’s pants, chuckling to yourself.

“See.” You grabbed his crotch, gently rubbing him through his clothes. “You want me too.”

“I… that feels good…”

Taehyun told you not to touch the flowers, but now you were practically rolling around in them. Things only continued to get blurry from there, and you weren’t sure when the rest found you, but you did know you enjoyed it.

🖤

When you regained consciousness the first thing you noticed was how sore your body was. You groaned a bit as you sat up, back under the big tree sleeping with all the boys. You thought you were being quiet, but Soobin had woken up, seeing you were awake.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just sore.”

“Let’s go to the waterfall, you’ll feel better.”

You managed to stand, but you didn’t seem capable of walking, so Soobin had no trouble carrying you. Once you were under the waterfall you started feeling better.

“I get what those flowers do now.”

“Do you?”

“Yeah, they have the effects of an aphrodisiac.”

“A what?”

“Uh… it… well it excites… your body… makes you want to… you know… what we did yesterday…”

“That was very fun.”

“Yeah… wait, you’ve done it before, right?” You asked. “I suppose with each other…”

“No.”

“What?”

“Yesterday… that was a first… for all of us…”

“You… you’ve never… but Yeonjun… and Taehyun said…”

“Yeonjun just likes how he feels around the flowers. It is a nice sensation and he likes it the most. I see why now.”

“Oh… so then yesterday… was your first… like everything…”

“You made it very enjoyable. Can we do it again?”

You giggled. “Yeah, I wouldn’t mind.”

You had to admit you felt a bit embarrassed trying to explain sex to Soobin. Although it also made you wonder more about them. What they were, and how long they had lived out here in their own little world. While thinking your gaze looked out at the horizon, bringing something else to mind.

“I have no idea how long you’ve been here… but I wonder if I can go back…”

“Why would you want to go back?”

“My life is back there. My friends and family.”

“And the monster that hurt you.”

You couldn’t get those words out of your head. Soobin was right, going back meant facing him again, it was unavoidable. Those thoughts lingered in your head as you walked around with the boys, taking in the sun and drying off. You looked up at them, seeing how happy they were, how carefree they lived. This whole place felt like paradise to you, but deep down you knew that this wasn’t for you. No matter how bad you wanted it, you couldn’t stay here, even if they wanted you too. You enjoyed your time with them, deciding to go once you were all healed up. You made sure not to act like anything was different, knowing that trying to talk with them wouldn’t end well.

So when the time came you waited until nightfall, leaving them to sleep. You were cautious as you made your way out of the little pile you slept in, going over to the river and traveling up stream, from where you came from. You walked quietly, taking in the peace of the night, and enjoying the moonlight. Everything seemed fine until you heard noises. All the days that you had been here, you had never come across anything dangerous, and the boys never mentioned it either. You were trying not to panic, but since it was dark out, you couldn’t really see much, so your imagination was running wild.

You weren’t going to run, knowing that would make things worse, but you also weren’t paying attention to where you were going. You ended up tripping over something and falling to the ground. That’s when you heard the noises get louder and louder. You screamed and covered your head, not sure what to expect. Nothing harmed you, but you felt that you weren’t alone. So you carefully opened your eyes and looked up, surprised by the sight. The boys were standing before you, one of them holding a lantern you didn’t even know they had.

“What are you doing out here?” Kai asked. “Were you trying to leave?”

“I… I have to go back…”

“Why?”

“Just stay with us.” Beomgyu said. “You don’t have to go back.”

“I do. I-”

“Why would you want to?” Yeonjun questioned. “Let’s go back.”

“I-”

Taehyun and Kai reached down and each took one of your hands, getting you up and pulling you along back to the tree. You tried to get free, but their grip was firm. They weren’t hurting you, but they were a lot stronger than you had thought.

“Listen, I have to go home.”

“This is home.” Taehyun stated. “We’re home.”

“But-”

Along the way Yeonjun had picked a flower, gently plucking the petals, and shoving a few into your mouth. You didn’t even get a chance to spit them out as the sweet taste surprised you, and they seemed to melt away so fast. From there your steps started to get sluggish, and you could feel exhaustion creeping up your body.

“What did you… Yeonjun what…”

“Sh, just get some sleep.” Soobin cooed. “You’ll be alright.”

“I…”

It was getting harder and harder to keep your eyes open, and you knew you weren’t going to beat out whatever Yeonjun had fed you. Despite your best efforts to stay away your legs gave out, but you didn’t fall. One of them caught you in their arms, whispering sweet nothings as you closed your eyes. There was so much to say, but sleep pulled you into their embrace, and you couldn’t escape.

🖤

You inhaled sharply as you woke in the morning. The sun was still rising, but you could see the world around you. Just like every other morning you were lying under the same tree, surrounded by the others. They were still sleeping, so you figured this was your chance, but you failed to notice one was missing. Once you were out of the pile Soobin took your hand and led you to the waterfall. Just like the others last night, his grip was firm but not painful.

“Soobin, I need to go home.” You tried to reason. “People are surely worried about me by now.”

“It doesn’t matter. They didn’t worry about you before, did they?”

“That’s not the point. They’re gonna start thinking I’m dead.”

“You kinda were already.”

“That’s not true.” You took a breath. “Look, I’m not going to lie. It’s been great here with all of you, and I’m thankful you took care of me, but it’s time I go home.”

“No.”

“I’m not asking.”

You managed to free yourself from Soobin, getting out of the water and already planning to follow the path you had taken last night. Although you only managed a few steps before you felt something tugging at your leg. You looked down to see vines wrapping around your legs and climbing higher. You reached down to pull them off, but you couldn’t get your fingers under them, and they only got tighter.

“Soobin! Stop it!”

You looked over at Soobin, seeing his eyes glowing green. He slowly approached you, a vine seeming to rise out of the ground and follow behind him like a snake. It crossed in front of him, flowers blooming along the surface. Soobin picked one, taking in its scent before plucking at the petals. By now you knew not to trust any of the flowers, and it seemed that you couldn’t trust them either.

“Open your mouth.” You shut your lips tight, shaking your head. “I won’t ask again.”

You weren’t entirely sure how he was going to make you, but you didn’t have to wait long to find out. As soon as you went against his request you felt a vine wrap around your throat, starting to squeeze. You couldn’t move as Soobin grabbed your face and pried your mouth open, placing one petal after another onto your tongue. The sweet taste was familiar, and you knew what came next. You felt your strength leaving you, and the vines loosened their grip on you as well. You fell into Soobin’s arms, barely conscious. He effortlessly carried you back over to the tree, tucking you in among the others.

After that day things got blurry. The boys were well aware of your intentions to leave, and they didn’t want you to. They were going to stop you by any means necessary, and they had an easy solution. You had no idea what type of flower this was, but they kept feeding you the petals, keeping you in a daze. You were certainly happy, no thoughts of leaving you present, but you also weren’t all there. They didn’t seem to mind, having you with them was enough. Although amongst all the smiles and love they’d forget about the petals, and you’d gain some clarity. When they realized they tended to panic, afraid of losing you.

On one occasion you had tried to run, only for Taehyun to catch you and take you up into the air with him. It always ended the same for you and things would go back to being all sunshine and rainbows. If you were going to get away you needed to lower their guard. So the next time you felt like yourself, you just played along, acting like everything was alright. Since you seemed fine, no one gave you any more flower petals. When you didn’t have to keep up the act you thought about how you could escape, and you soon found the answer right in front of you. The flower you had been given to fall asleep, it seemed to be rare, but you eventually found some, and that was your way out.

You carefully gathered the petals, figuring out a way to sneak them some before bed. When you all gathered to sleep you played the part, acting like you fell asleep first, but you were wide awake. Now it was the difficult part, waiting until they were sleeping. More accurately waiting until you thought you had a chance. It was pretty dark out when you finally decided to make a move, carefully sneaking out of the pile. Nobody seemed bothered, meaning they were deep in sleep. This was your only chance with this method, so you couldn’t blow it. Once you were by the river you began to move, taking it slow, and then running.

You had no idea how far you needed to go, which is why you needed to move fast. Even when you were tired and wanted to take a break you told yourself to keep going. The darkness seemed eternal, but eventually you began to see the sunlight. Now that you had light, you could make out your surroundings better. That helped you find a road, and soon enough you were lucky enough to flag down a car, getting a ride into town. You recognized the place, having been there before with your ex.

You thanked the kind driver and went off to find a phone you could use. For you, it had been weeks out in the forest, but it had only been a few days back here. Another reason to believe that whole place was otherworldly. You went into a nearby cafe and asked to use their phone, calling up a friend. You were nervous, trying to go over what you were going to say. Honestly, you didn’t know what you were expecting, but this wasn’t it.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Misu, it’s me, y/n.”

“Y/n? Hey, how are you? Is your sabbatical over?”

“My what?”

“Sabbatical? Axel told me you were on a sabbatical with no technology, hence why he answered the phone when I called you before. Did you have fun?”

“I… no, I wasn’t on sabbatical. I was… look, me and Axel are over.”

“What? No way, you two are so cute together. Besides, I’ve been looking forward to the wedding. Not everyday you get to be a maid of honor.”

“Misu, I’m not marrying that asshole. He-”

You were getting angry talking to your friend, and while doing so you stopped yourself. You looked at your arm, seeing your untouched skin. It didn’t matter what you said now, there was no evidence of what he had done, so you’d probably just sound crazy. It was a blessing to be alive and well, to be all healed, but you also lost something else in the process. No one would believe you about Axel, so you were stuck all over again, as if you never ran away. You hung up on Misu, not even sure what to do anymore. You had nothing on you to identify yourself with, or any money. You couldn’t go home either, knowing he was surely waiting for you. At least that would be ideal.

“There you are!”

That voice, you couldn’t easily forget it. When you heard it you felt shivers run down your spine, slowly looking over to see Axel getting out of his car and storming over to you.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been looking for you?”

“I… I…”

“You are in so much trouble.”

“No… no! Stay away from me.”

You ran without purpose, just wanting to get away. Anywhere was better than being with him. Your wounds had healed, and you didn’t want to let him hurt you again. Your only focus was running, so you didn’t pay much attention to your surroundings. Because of that you ended up running straight into someone when you rounded a corner, falling to the ground.

“I found you.”

“Soobin…”

You couldn’t even process seeing him, thinking you were hallucinating or something, yet he looked so real. When you heard Axel you scrambled to your feet and hid behind Soobin, trying to make yourself small.

“Hand her over.” Axel ordered. “Now.”

“You must be the monster.”

“Excuse me?”

“She’ll be coming back home with me.”

“Funny. Do you even know who I am? Just hand her over.”

“No.”

Soobin took your hand and pulled you along, but Axel wasn’t just going to let you walk away. He stormed up to you, but before he could touch you Soobin acted, using some sort of power to throw Axel back. You saw him crash to the ground with a loud thud, but didn’t stick around for much else. Soobin dragged you along, taking you back into the forest. He was quiet, scarily quiet, making you feel uneasy.

“Sorry… for running away…”

“You wanted to go back…” Soobin stopped. “And you want to come back with me, with us, right?”

“I… I do… I’m sorry…”

Soobin let go of your hand, looking back to see how you hung your head. He reached up to cup your face in his hands, having you look at him.

“We’re not upset, just miss you.”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead before walking off. He only took a few steps before looking back and holding his hand out to you.

“You won’t run away again, right?”

“No.”

You caught up to him and took his hand, squeezing it. He gave you a big smile and the two of you made your way back to the others. The walk didn’t feel as long, and when the others saw you they all ran over to welcome you back. They were so happy you came back, and so were you. This may not be where you had pictured living your life, but this was truly the best you could have. Being free and surrounded by those who loved you, nothing else could compare.

“I love you guys.”

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soo8inz · 18 days

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six — "he obviously has impeccable taste in art if he was looking for your paintings."

"do you like choi yeonjun."

"sure. he's nice and funny, and is a really good model when i need references."

"no i mean do you like him, like are you romantically interested in him?", y/n almost choked on her own saliva at this inquiry. did she give off vibes that she liked him? oh god what if he thought she was interested in him and it made everything awkward?

"no?? i don't like him like that.", ryujin just cocked her eyebrow, as if she wasn't sure to believe her or not. y/n huffed and rolled her eyes, setting down her charcoal pencil.

"i don't like yeonjun like that. and why would you care anyways.", y/n winced internally at how she sounded at the end.

"because it's been a while since... you know, your last relationship."

how could she forget? her previous relationship felt like something out of those cheesy dramas she watched, until it ended in a shitshow that would put reality tv shows to shame.

"honestly ryu, these courses don't leave much time to socialize, and at this point i'm just trying to graduate.", y/n picked up her pencil again and resumed sketching the reference the professor left from the previous class. two small pumpkins, an antique looking teapot and a cloth wrinkled up around the items.

truthfully, anyone could make time to socialize outside of school, but y/n tended to have tunnel vision when it came to school and in turn that left her with minimal time to hang out outside of school. it was a blessing that ryujin would track her down sometimes to make sure she was still alive and a functioning member of society.

"so there's really nothing there?? at all??? nothing between you two???", ryujin kept questioning and y/n sighed, continuing to sketch out the pieces.

"listen, i don't know if we'd be considered friends, but he's a great help when i need a male reference and he's cool outside of the studio.", she kept her eyes between her sketchbook and the centerpieces, soft strokes against the paper as she tried to imitate the real world items onto her sketchbook.

"...is there something wrong with him?"

"what?"

"you know... is he like super self centered or something worse that you can't stand?"

"there's nothing wrong with him– why are you so hung up over this anyways?"

"because you spend so much time with him and talk about him a lot–"

"he's a reference model and i've only talked about him when i talk about my work. he appreciates the arts and has a good eye for it, that's it.", there was an edge in her tone. she didn't want to sound so defensive but the constant questioning from ryujin ticked her off more than usual.

"well is there anyone else that catches your eye?", for a second beomgyu's face flashes in her mind's eye, but just as quickly as it appeared it was gone, and she was left a tad bit confused.

"there's someone.", ryujin spoke, breaking y/n out of her thoughts. she furrowed her brows and looked at her like she was crazy.

"i didn't even answer."

"but you made a face and spaced out for a bit, there's definitely someone that came to mind!"

"it was like 2 seconds–"

"2 seconds too long, you always answer immediately."

"you know your attention to detail is irritating sometimes, right?"

"and you love me for it."

"unfortunately.", y/n turned back to the sketchbook in front of her. she put too much of her attention to the cloth splayed in front of her that it looked out of place with the pumpkins and teapot. oh well, it's not like it's an actual piece she had to show off.

"so... who is it."

"who?", y/n asked, playing dumb while she started to put her things away in her bag.

"whoever made you stop sketching for a couple seconds. you know you were really into it i'm surprised you stopped."

y/n stayed silent for a bit, hesitating. she knew ryujin only had good intentions but she also didn't want her to think she was head over heels for someone whose existence she didn't know about until a couple of days ago.

"beomgyu."

"choi beomgyu? the photography student??"

"you know him?"

"i know of him, but yeah of course i do. his work is so good and from what i've heard he's a really funny guy."

"i've spoken to him once in my entire academic career, before that i didn't know of his existence, but he's friends with yeonjun so he might be cool."

truthfully, the first time y/n saw beomgyu, she thought he looked so cool. he looked like he jumped out of the pinterest board of almost every single student that majored in some type of art form. light washed denim jeans with distressed rips on the knee area, a grey t-shirt that was loosely tucked into his jeans from the front. the headphones that hung around his neck and the case that most likely held his equipment.

it was simple, but he somehow looked unreal, like he would somehow fade away into a crowd if you blinked too much, or as if he was only a projection of someone ideal and he'd be gone in a second.

overall, she thought he was handsome, beautiful even. a little too much for her own good.

"i don't like him like that before you jump to conclusions, we've spoken once, that's it."

"you think he's cute, don't you?"

"anyone with working eyes would agree that he's cute." the word cute wasn't enough to describe choi beomgyu, he was beautiful, but ryujin didn't need to know all of her thoughts.

"i just wanna see you be happy with someone. i know you always say having your friends is enough, but i wanna see you happy with someone that loves you romantically. i worry your work will take up all the time in your life."

she understood ryujin's worries regarding relationships and how y/n tends to isolate herself when she's immersed in her work. she understands that platonic and self love could only satisfy a person so much before they start craving the type of love that only a romantic partner could give them.

but she doesn't really think a romantic relationship is in the cards for her right now. maybe ever. and maybe one day she'll learn to accept that.

"i know you're just looking out for me, but i just don't think i'm ready to get into a relationship right now.", there was a sadness in ryujin's eyes when y/n spoke, but she also understood that y/n's craft was one of the most important things to her. it's had her focus since they started thinking about their futures.

maybe that's why she blames herself for the downfall of her previous relationships.

"on a completely different note", y/n spoke up, the somber mood making her uncomfortable, "he said he wants to see the paintings of yeonjun i did last semester."

"the vampire ones? those are so good, i can't believe you said you weren't satisfied with them."

"when is an art student truly ever satisfied with their work?"

"oh shut up, everyone loved those paintings they were the main attraction of the exhibit. and now beomgyu looked for you–"

"he wasn't looking for me, he was looking for the paintings."

"regardless, he obviously has impeccable taste in art if he was looking for your paintings."

"he probably wanted to see them because his friend was the subject in them."

ryujin rolled her eyes and groaned loud enough that it echoed in the drawing studio.

"why can't your ego always be at 100% and agree that everything you make is perfect and that you're an art prodigy like every pretentious asshole?"

y/n shrugged.

"my ego comes out when it wants to. now let's go, my stomach is gonna start eating itself if i don't eat something soon."

"convenience store run?"

"with our budget, obviously."

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memorymonster · 3 months

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Crepuscular rays: The moment when the sunshine makes it's way through the clouds

College!Yeonjun x College!Reader

Genre: Slice of life/Grumpy x Sunshine (with some soft angst)

Status: Ongoing

Chapters:

Introducing TXT

Introducing the Milky way

Are you embarrassed of us?!

Hey big slayers

The Greatest Crossover Ep

Does she hate me already?

Hi sorry, its nice to meet you

Even a grump can make a joke

RAISIN BOY?!

You got plans tonight?

The first movie night (written)

Roz is that you?

Omnipresent sunshine

Hey Siri how do you impress a girl

Shooting a shot in the dark

I can’t sleep or dance (written)

Sir who are you?

Movie night: the sequel

Two hours

Vibe check

Rain check

Thermodynamics and chill? (written)

A DATE?!

Fuck this is difficult

We can't see each other anymore

Dancing king by EXO

What is the meaning of Pi

Rockets for the ocean?

My heart is doing a weird thing!

Mean girls is so 2000’s

Let’s get ready to PAR-TAY

….I’m not sure about this (written)

Hide and seek champion

Crepuscular rays (written)

Twice asked the right questions

B-Boy battle?!

Light up sneakers

Wish I was Freud

Hard work and hard floors

Genius choreographer

Where have all the emojis gone?

Chasing a ghost

The sun must set (written)

Sun rise (written)

Moves like Jagger

The good luck hoodie

Distraction

The Nerves are nerving

Step up 8: the final showdown (written)

WAG privileges

I think I kinda you know (small written)

Lads on tour

A/N: Hello and welcome to my first SMAU! I was encouraged by my wonderful friends to start and share this. I will try and update as regularly as I can

Tag list: @taeraekisser @jaehyunsprincesspeach @kirooz

#choi yeonjun x reader #txt scenarios #txt au #txt smau #tomorrow x together #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun fluff #kpop smau #tomorrow x together scenario #tomorrow x together au #grumpy x sunshine #slice of life au #soft angst #txt fluff #choi yeonjun au

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kangnina · 2 months

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Officer Choi Soobin

***This is my drabble that was previously posted on my old account thatonenoona

You stare at the table. Your hands are sweaty and your face is hot, streaked with tears. The room is silent but your mind races. Your thoughts have never been so loud. Why am I crying? You don’t even know why. BUT THAT IS WHY. You have absolutely no idea. No recollection. You close your eyes tightly. Maybe this is a bad dream. A very, very bad dream. You open them again and look up but nothing has changed. The wall directly in front of you still reads Police Department. The tears begin to fall even harder. What happened?! What did I do?! The only door to this small, gray room opens and a young officer enters. He places a folder on the table as he sits down in a chair across from you. As you gently sob, he watches you for a moment. Not with pity or sympathy. Not even with the slightest bit of concern or curiosity.

“I am Officer Choi Soobin. I will be taking your statement. Start from the beginning,” he says, staring at you. Honestly, you’re at a complete loss for words. There is no way to explain to him that you can’t remember anything without seeming like a total liar. You take a deep breath to try to settle your nerves. Ok. Ok. The beginning….

“I woke up. I made coffee. I think I ate eggs and toast–”

He holds up his hand to stop you. Leaning forward in his chair, he suddenly looks annoyed. “It’s cute that you think I have time for this little game. Fast forward to the part where you broke the law. Several laws actually.” You freeze. Fuck. FUCK. Obviously, you are in deep shit. But you still don’t know why. Confusion must be written all over your face because Officer Choi opens the folder. He slides it in front of you. Looking down at the photograph, you see yourself getting into the driver’s seat of a vehicle –wearing the exact same clothes you are currently wearing. But the photo appears to be zoomed in on you so you have no context as to where or when this could have been taken. You don’t recognize the vehicle at all. Yet, there is a smile on your face which could only suggest that you were happy at that particular moment. Pushing away the folder, you close your eyes tightly. Please remember. PLEASE. PLEASE. You silently plead with yourself. It’s almost like Officer Choi can hear your thoughts when he whispers, “I know. Sometimes, it’s fun to be bad. But if you truly can’t remember then maybe I will do my best to forget. We’ll just keep this our little secret.” You open your eyes to find him smirking, head slightly tilted. Your confusion is now replaced with anger. What the fuck does that even mean?! He can tell he struck a nerve. “There’s the fire,” he laughs. “Now we’re getting somewhere.”

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shuichi-sama · 2 years

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[12:02AM]

It was without a doubt the stupidest idea yet, especially in the middle of the night. She should be in bed curled up into the comfort of her plush covers, not having to fret about waking up her strict parents with any sudden movement that could cause any loud noise, alarming them of her sneaking behind their back and she most certainly should be not worrying about falling onto the cold hard ground that was waiting for her at the bottom of the tree at this time of night. At the timethe pebbles had hit the side of her window luring her to her current state, she had thought back to how she lived her life til then never living on edge, always played the good girl for her parents, worked hard to get decent grades at school, staying at home and skipping out on teenage like activities, always been at home for curfew so what could be harm in breaking the rules just this once?

But as time ticked and she was still hanging onto her dear life from the tree, she was unsure if it was worth breaking the rules.

“Come on babe just let go.” The words yelled in a whisper trying to keep the noise to a minimum.

“I'm scared.” Your arms quivered from gripping the branch of the tree too hard, you wouldn’t be surprised if you ended up with splinters all over your arms.

Yeonjun looked up from the ground, his arms wide open waiting for your fall. “Don’t worry, I got you.”

“You said that during dodgeball and the ball hit me right in the face!”

“I said it was an accident!”

“You literally dodged the ball!” You began to get frustrated, your arms began to give up, you regret not being as active as you should have during PE, maybe from now on you’ll learn not to skip push-ups or any arm workouts for that matter.

Turning as much as you can to look down to the ground, you eyes widened. Seemingly it looked like you were 100 feet from the ground, but that was an exaggeration, you were just too pussy to jump. What if Yeonjun missed catching you and you landed face flat on the ground? Not only will you be dead but your parents will curse you and the blood they had to clean after.

Taking a deep breath you try to calm your nerves. You either had to choose to let go, or wait til your arms gave up. “Okay, I’m letting go.”

“That’s my girl.” Yeonjun held his arm out ready to catch you. “Don’t think about it too much and just let go.”

“Okay,” you reassured yourself everything would be fine, and repeated his words. “Don't think and just let go. Don’t think and just let go.”

Without another word, the tight grip you had around the tree became loose til your body began to feel the descent of gravity doing its job. Yeonjun, who had been waiting down below, stiffened his posture waiting for the blow of your body coming in contact with his. Just as you fall right into his arms, he catches you by your waist, while another arm scoops your leg. Your eyes had remained closed, arms pulled to your chest in anticipation for the fall, only when you heard a small huff and the feeling of Yeonjun chest pressed against you and his tone arms around you, did you actually open your eyes.

”There’s my girl.” Yeonjun said.

“Never doubted you for a second.” You joked, laughing slightly as his eyes rolled. Yeonjun continues to walk with you in his arms straight to his slightly beaten down car.

“Yeonjun I can walk you know?”

“Sorry princess, but your night and shining armor will take you to your carriage.” He says placing you down in front of the door, even going as far as opening the door for you.

“What kind of knight and shining armor makes his princess sneak out of her castle, hmm?” He closes the door as you prop your feet into his car, you look at him through the rolled down window of his vehicle that was always impossible to roll back up due to the broken button.

“One that is dark, mysterious, and a rebel in love.” He smirked, winking at your directions, before walking around the front of the car to get to the driver seat.

When you first met Yeonjun, he certainly seemed like everything he had described. Dark as he almost always dressed in darker attire, mysterious mostly keeping to himself or his small group of his friends and a rebel, always going against anything that he didn’t agree with. He was deemed a bad boy who was nothing but a bad influence but after your world collided with his he was nothing what people made him out to be. He was sweet, bright and caring, once you got to know him. He was filled with a lot of love even if he lacked receiving it frowning up.

Feeling the car dip down, you turn to Yeonjun as he turns the engine on, looking at you with a soft smile. It was then you realized the eyebrow slit that adorned his face. You moved his hair away from his forehead to get a better view.

“You got an eyebrow slit?” You were mesmerized and certainly confused you had seen him earlier and he didn’t have it at the time, probably gotten it after school. He looked good, too good.

“Yea, you like it?” He asked. “I wanted you to see it.”

“I like it, I really like it.” You confessed, slightly touching it.

“I’m glad.” Reaching over you unexpectedly moving your hand away, he cups the back of your neck pulling you towards him, his body looming over the car’s storage compartment to reach your lips and capturing them in a kiss leaving you breathless no matter how delicate it was.

Pulling away, he smiled to himself buckling in quickly all the while you were still winded by the sudden kiss. “You ready?”

Only nodding your head and buckling yourself, you smile as Yeonjun drives away from your driveway into the night.

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jakes-tummy · 2 years

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KISS ME THRU THE PHONE -- 44

Masterlist || endearing || next

Synopsis: What happens when you lose your phone at a concert and it ends up in your idol's hands? Find out as LN YN navigates through this tragedy the best she can and finds love in the process.

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pinktyuns · 1 year

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out & about featuring choi yeonjun

“yeonjun oh my god you’re gonna kill me!!” you clutched your side, out of pain and laughter, as yeonjun just laughed and continued pulling you down the street by your hand, not worried at all about the crazed looks the pair of you were getting as you ran down the busy street.

“you’re no fun y/n!” he laughed again, looking at you over his shoulder with a huge smile.

as you made eye contact with your boyfriend you felt like you had the wind knocked out of you, and not because of the running.

something you never think you would be able to get used to was how beautiful yeonjun was, in every single situation. he was beautiful waking up in the morning, he was so beautiful on stage, and he was beautiful now, running down the street with you with happy laughter trailing behind you guys.

the black beanie covering his messy brown hair was pulled low, covering his ears, but his eyes sparkled at you like they held the stars in them. his perfect pout upturned in a gorgeous, toothy smile, just happiness shown on his face.

“jun, i just don’t get why we have to run!” you breathed, trying to keep up with your boyfriend whose legs were much, much longer.

he laughed again, “we don’t want anyone to recognize me!”

you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, “wouldn’t it make more sense if you were recognized for being a crazy person running down the street?!”

you could see yeonjun stop and consider this, seeing the cogs turn in his brain before he breathed a small, “oh shit, yea.”

you giggled at him as you guys finally stopped running, thank god. yeonjun not letting go of your hand and falling in stride next to you as you caught your breath.

looking up at him, you wondered how in the hell was he not tired at all, when you decided to take a minute to admire your boyfriend.

the sky was a gorgeous bright cobalt blue, the sun had set already but it had left the sky still bright and beautiful. it outlined yeonjuns body, lighting up his perfect side profile, it was just so insane that someone that beautiful could just be here on this street, walking on the earth.

yeonjun, turning down to look at you, made your heart thump as you remembered that you were right here next to him, getting to experience life and love with this gorgeous man. nothing was ever normal with him, and you both loved that.

it was moments like this, running down foreign streets, sleeping on each other during 14-hour long plane rides, sneaking kisses backstage before he would preform, loud, happy game nights with the members with you tucked into yeonjuns side, moments like this were the ones that made you the happiest.

you both stopped in the street, on what seemed like a bridge, yeonjun tucking you into his side, his arm wrapped around your shoulder as you leaned into him, his everlasting warmth.

you looked up at the big beautiful blue sky again, “the sky is so pretty.”

but yeonjun, as always, was only looking at you, “you’re prettier.”

you scrunched your nose, butterflies starting up in your stomach, turning to look up at your smiling boyfriend, “that’s cheesy, choi.”

he smiled, eyes crinkling, “you make me cheesy.”

you rolled your eyes at that, snuggling deeper into yeonjuns embrace, sighing out of contentment.

yeonjun leaned down to press a soft, loving kiss onto your forehead, pulling away and whispering softly, “this is so special to me you know. you’re so special to me.”

warmth spread across your whole body as you smiled, pushing onto your toes to press a kiss back onto yeonjuns cheek, leaving him smiling stupidly, “everything with you is special to me, choi.”

he smiled the prettiest smile, pulling you even closer, resting his chin on top of your head, looking up at that big beautiful sky, that matched your big beautiful feelings for each other.

( instagram user yawnzzn strikes and kills me again oh my lord. i rlly think yeonjun needs to consider my mental health before he posts. cute lil drabble for a cute lil yawnzzn post <3 hope u liked it )

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jjunieworld · 4 months

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─ 𖥻TXT MASTERLIST! ` ˖

key: fluff (☁️), angst (🌪️), smut (🥛), smau (📲), written series (📖), one shot (📓), drabble (📄), other (💬), ongoing (🎬), completed (📨), hiatus (📪), discontinued (🗑️)

note: for my works, i consider drabbles to be under 2k words.

𓊆ྀི OT5/MULTI 𓊇ྀི

꩜ jjunieworld’s 2024 valentine’s day event

꩜ having another member’s pc in your phone (💬,☁️)

꩜ you called your pet “baby” and not them (💬,☁️)

꩜ txt as mitski lyrics (💬,🌪️,☁️)

𓊆ྀི YEONJUN 𓊇ྀི

꩜ romeo & juliet (📲,☁️,📪)

the hybe theatre club has an unspoken belief, whoever plays romeo and juliet in the annual play each year will end up falling in love with each other. this year, you and the person you hate the most get casted together.

꩜ lip gloss! (📄,🥛,☁️)

while getting ready for your date, yeonjun notices how you kept licking your lips after applying your lip gloss. let’s just say you don’t make it to your date as planned…

𓊆ྀི SOOBIN 𓊇ྀི

꩜ all for a bet (📲,🌪️,📨)

choi soobin has always been the popular kid surrounded by his popular friends. you... not so much. one night, soobin and his friends make bet that soobin can't get you to date him in a month. unfortunately for you, you're a hopeless romantic.

꩜ the great bake off! (📓,☁️)

after getting fired from your job as a pizza delivery driver, you’re in desperate need to find a new job before you get kicked out of your apartment. that’s when you hear about the local bakery looking for employees. thinking, “why not? i’ve worked with dough before!”, you apply and actually get the job. that’s when you and the son of the bakery’s owner decide that it would be fun to compete to see who can make the most baked goods for a prize.

↳ ꩜ spilt milk (📓,🥛)

after a particularly messy competition week in the shop, you and soobin are told to stay after hours to clean the bakery up. with soobin winning the title of the best baker who ever lived, you have an idea of what his prize should be.

꩜ from the start (📓,☁️,🌪️)

you never really understood the saying “you’ll always remember your first love,” but that was before you fell in love with your bestfriend soobin. now all of it makes sense. you notice everything about him, from his dimpled smile to the way he could go on and on about the things he loves. and that just makes you fall for him more. cupid has shot an arrow through your heart and you can’t take keeping your feelings for him inside anymore.

𓊆ྀི BEOMGYU 𓊇ྀི

꩜ “i dare you to kiss the prettiest girl in the room” (📓,☁️)

you and your bestfriend beomgyu decide on going to a new year’s eve party so you’re not bored at the start of the new year. the party goers suggest that you all should play truth or dare. one of beomgyu’s friends decides to dare him to kiss the prettiest girl in the room, knowing you have a crush on him.

꩜ don’t delete the kisses (📓,🌪️,🥛)

two years ago, you admitted to yourself that you were in love with your bestfriend beomgyu. two years ago, you and your bestfriend beomgyu stopped being bestfriends. now he’s an up and coming musician and you see his face and hear his music almost everywhere in your local town; not knowing that the songs he writes are about you.

꩜ more than this? (📓,🥛)

when beomgyu asked you to be fuck buddies, you thought it was risky considering your already growing feelings for him. but, you just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be close to him in any way that you could. now you’re wondering if the two of you will ever be anything more than this.

𓊆ྀི TAEHYUN 𓊇ྀི

꩜ february 14th (📓,🌪️,☁️)

this has to be the worst day of your life. and just your luck, the day keeps repeating. over and over again. and you don’t know why. you get to relive the same day where you finally garner the courage to ask your crush, kang taehyun, out and get to relive the part where he rejects you each time.

꩜ 6:41 a.m. (📄,☁️)

you’re awoken early in the morning from taehyun’s alarm to go to the gym and decide to go with him. you end up distracting him from his routine with your staring and decide to encourage him with kisses to help him.

꩜ meet cute (📄,☁️)

you had a thought and a dream, you were going to be a magician. so you did what one who wants to be a magician does next, you went to a magic store. and what did you do? accidentally knock over a shelf of bang snaps and came face to face with an actual magician.

𓊆ྀི HUENINGKAI 𓊇ྀི

꩜ stupid cupid! (📓,☁️)

hueningkai, better known as cupid, is known for his art in helping people fall in love. shooting his arrows here and there, getting those who are meant to be together. what happens when after he shoots one of his love arrows at you, the other one somehow ends up hitting him?

꩜ spin the bottle (📄,☁️)

you’re what people like to call a “wallflower.” your more extroverted friends have been doing everything in their power to try and break you out of that. so they dragged you along to a party and somehow you’re stuck playing spin the bottle with people you barely know.

꩜ a bed in your shape (📄,🌪️)

for as long as you could remember, you’ve been in love with your bestfriend kai. the only problem is, he never loved you back. yet, you can’t stop imagining your life with him.

↳ ꩜ a life in your eyes (📓,🌪️,🥛)

it’s been almost two years since your childhood bestfriend kai left you in your sacred shared field alone and your friendship ended. now the girl your friendship ended over is out of the picture and you saw him again for the first time since that field. try as you must, you just can’t stop the undeniable pull you’ve always felt towards each other.

𓊆ྀི THOUGHTS 𓊇ྀི

꩜ academic rival!taehyun (💬,📄,🥛)

꩜ your cat vs. beomgyu (💬,☁️)

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equalheart · 8 months

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when you call txt pretty boy

bf!member x reader, fluff © equalheart REPOST FROM HYKAI ⋆ ࣪. ୧ ♡ ୨ ִ ۫ ⁎ . hope you enjoy, any error please correct me.

♡ 수빈 (SOOBIN)

— "Hello, my pretty boy!" you chirp out when coming home, watching Soobin immediately stick to you like glue. His large hands came to wrap around your waist, enveloping you in a tight hug from behind. He really did miss you and had been waiting for you, and when you said that, let's just say you melted his heart completely. "Your what?" he asks, with his iconic smile on display. "My pretty boy." you smile, ruffling his hair while he bends down, his chin over your shoulder, to look you in the eyes.

♡ 연준 (YEONJUN)

— Yeonjun had invited you to watch him model since he didn't wanna leave you home alone today. When you got there, he left into a room to get his makeup done. You whipped out your phone and waited for him to come back. After a bit, he walked out and headed infront of the camera. Everyone was welcoming him and saying 'hi' as they passed by. You watched his every move. This concept was much brighter than his other concepts. It had more of a spring vibe to it? he looked like a garden fairy. When he went on for a break, he went up to you, leaning down to reach eye level with you—who was sitting down. "Jun, you look amazing." you comment, and he smiles at you, causing your butterflies to scatter in your stomach. "You're such a pretty boy." you add, and see his smile become wider while he looks away. "Heyyy, don't say that." he says, still looking away from you. "Or what? you questions him, and he chuckles, reuniting his gaze to you. He leans down and gives you a peck on the lips. "Nothing bad of course. but i'll make sure by the end of today, we'll both have this lipstick on." He says, pointing to his lips.

♡ 범규 (BEOMGYU)

— Beomgyu was 'sleeping' when you came back home. He had only put on this act only to see your response and of course, he wanted to scare you. when you see him 'passed out' on the couch, you smile to yourself and walk over to him. "Wow, I can't believe you fell asleep before me today. congratulations, Choi." you say. you figure talking outloud wouldn't be bad since 1. He's asleep anyways and 2. You are talking to him. "but you are so cute like this. What a pretty boy." you sit by him, smiling while shifting some of his hair out of his face. Beomgyu is trying to contain his smile, and his heart beat had become rapid. You always managed to make him feel like a crushing teenager. He almost broke out into laugher before grabbing your hand with a loud "BOO!" which, honestly, almost shook the soul out of you. You scolded him for startling you, which he apologized for by cuddling you and digging his face into your neck. "Y/n.. do you really think i'm pretty?" he asks coyly, and you smile knowing he heard you earlier. "Of course you are. you're my pretty boy."

♡ 태현 (TAEHYUN)

— Taehyun had taken you out for dinner right after a promotion for their new album. You both went out but since it was so sudden, he still had his makeup on. His lip tint was rubbing off, and his eyelids still had a bit of a pink sparkle to them. He was sitting across from you eating his food until he noticed your eyes boring into his face. "Y/n, what're you doing?" he asks, wearing his bright smile. "Just looking." You answer. "At what?" he asks, filling some more food into his mouth. "At how lovely kang Taehyun looks." you sigh out, looking down and playing with your food before grabbing some onto your fork. "He's such a pretty boy." you add, now putting the food into your mouth, chewing carefully. He looks up and smiles at you, pulling away from the table to lean back into his seat. "Yeah. I heard his girlfriend is pretty too, huh? a pretty boy and pretty girl together." He says.

♡ 휴닝카이 (HUENINGKAI)

— "You're so pretty, Kai." you say, smiling brightly at your boyfriend. He was amazing; the whole package I can't believe I just wrote that. "I know I am." He teases back, leading a small giggle to drop from both of your mouths. "Yeah, you're my pretty boy." you say, grabbing his face in your hands. You give him a butterfly kiss, rubbing both of your noses together before pulling away. You see his cheeks are glowing a dusty red, and you give him a kiss on each side.

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mymoodwriting · 2 years

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3.8k, angst, break-up, drugs, manipulation, fingering, restraints, abuse, non-con, kidnapping, choking, blood, assault

We’re done…

The boys stared down at the message, one by one coming to laugh at it. They texted back, one claiming it was a funny joke, another calling your bluff, but none of the messages went through. One by one they realized you had blocked their numbers. Kai was the first to try and call you, but he was told the line had been turned off. He was panicking, quickly answering the group call Taehyun had started. Everyone was present except Soobin.

“This a fucken joke right?” Kai questioned. “She didn’t just break up with us.”

“I can’t reach her.” Beomgyu added. “It told me her phone was off.”

“I got the same message too.”

“She wouldn’t dump us like that.” Taehyun said. “She wouldn’t.”

“She’s not that stupid.” Yeonjun stated. “And where the hell is Soobin?”

“He’s not answering. I’ve tried to reach him twice now.”

“We have to go check on him. Meet you guys at his place, in one piece, got it.”

“Yeah.” “Sure.” “Fine.”

The call ended and they all made their way to Soobin’s place. No one really expected an answer at the door, Taehyun having no problem kicking down the door. They called out to the eldest of their group, but there was no response. Although the sound of running water gave them all a clue. They found Soobin in the bathroom, the mirror broken and bloody, and him underwater in the tub. Beomgyu and Taehyun pulled him up, double checking to make sure he was breathing

“The hell are you doing?” Kai asked.

“Trying to wake up.” Soobin answered.

“Breaking the mirror didn’t do the trick?”

“No.”

“Obviously.” Beomgyu hissed. “This isn’t a fucken dream.”

“Y/n would not break up with us!”

“Well she did!”

“Bullshit!”

“She was already being weird these last few days.” Yeonjun commented. “I thought she was just being moody over work or something, didn’t think we were the problem.”

“We aren’t the problem.” Taehyun corrected. “I’m sure her friends got it in her head to leave us.”

“We have to find her.” Kai said. “We have to talk to her.”

“Let’s go to her place.” Soobin stated. “She blocked our numbers but she can’t avoid us.”

Soobin got out of the tub, grabbing a towel and drying his hair. The others waited outside while he got dressed, Yeonjun driving the car over to your apartment. They knocked, but no response. Taehyun was about to kick down the door when Kai interrupted.

“Hold on, I have a key.”

“She gave you a key?”

“No.”

None of them asked for details and just shoved their way into your apartment once the door was open. It only took a few moments to realize you weren’t there, increasing their overall frustration.

“Of course she’s not here.” Yeonjun yelled. “Why would she be?”

“Her room’s a mess.” Beomgyu reported. “She must have packed a bag and gone somewhere else.”

“Where?”

“Probably a friends place.” Taehyun said. “Who hates us the most?”

“They all hate us.” Kai added. “Besides, we don’t know any of her friends. We’ve only ever met them once and that didn’t go well.”

“Now what?”

“We track her down?” Soobin stated. “Easy.”

“How?” Yeonjun asked. “Her phone’s off.”

“But her phone must have pinged somewhere to send the message before she turned it off. If anything we can get a general idea of where she’s at.”

Soobin pulled out his phone, already doing what was necessary to track you down. The others had huddled up around him, not understanding anything at all. Once Soobin explained how he knew your general location, he asked them for help honing in on you. They all went on social, going through your friends list and trying to see what locations they frequent to find a connection.

“I got it.”

Beomgyu showed everyone Mina’s profile. A close friend of yours from high school that you still kept in touch with. Some selfies of her actually placed her in the area your phone last pinged in, and some of her favorite places were there too. Right now she was their best bet, so now that they had a name Soobin began using his skills to get an address, and it wasn’t long before they had a destination. They all stalked up to the front door, Taehyun taking the lead and knocking on the door. The face they were met with was exactly who they expected.

“Hi, is y/n here?”

“Uh… who are you?”

“We met once before, we’re her boyfriends. Now is she here?”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about and-”

“That was a trick question.” Beomgyu stated. “We know she’s here.”

Taehyun pushed Mina inside, him and the others entering the place as well. She began to yell at them to get out of her place, or she would call the police, but they didn’t care for her.

��Y/n! We know you’re here.” Yeonjun yelled. “Come out. We just wanna talk.”

“There is no one here with that name!” Mina continued. “Now get out before I-”

“I don’t wanna talk.”

You stepped into view, averting your eyes, bugging yourself. The boys were all visibly relieved to see you, Mina rushing over to your side.

“Y/n, we’ve been worried sick.” Soobin said. “You can’t just disappear on us like that.”

“Leave.”

“Y/n-”

“Can’t you read? I told you we were done.”

“Why?” Kai questioned. “What did we do wrong? We’ve been nothing but perfect-”

“To me, and only me.” You interrupted. “You’ve always been assholes to everyone else in my life. I mean, just look at the way you came into Mina’s place just now.”

“We were worried about you.”

“And you didn’t think to give me space?”

“You broke up with us over text and silenced your phone.” Beomgyu stated. “You gave us no explanation and you think we’d just sit still?”

“You could reflect on your actions!”

“What did we do!”

“You really need me to tell you?”

“Amuse us.”

“You always throw a fit when I want to hang out with my friends, and rarely let me go out in general. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you still follow me when you do supposedly let me go out.”

“We’re keeping you safe.” Beomgyu explained. “If you’d at least let one of us go-”

“You don’t trust me! I am my own person! If I want to go out without you that shouldn’t be a fucken problem!”

“We don’t know your friends, they could-”

“We don’t know you!” Mina cut in. “I’ve known y/n for years, and I know her better than anyone. I don’t know how you all convinced her to date you, but that’s over now.”

“Stay out of this.” Yeonjun spat. “This doesn’t concern you.”

“It does! She’s my friend, and I’m not letting you ruin her life anymore.”

“Y/n, let’s go.” Taehyun walked over and yanked you away from Mina. “We can talk at my place.”

“I’m not going.” You struggled to get free. “Let go.”

“We’ll clear things up and-”

“I said no!”

Without really thinking you grabbed a picture frame on a table nearby, smashing it against Taehyun’s head, glass first. It shattered and in the shock Taehyun let go. Glass and plastic decorated the floor, everyone frozen in place. Taehyun slowly reached up to his head, pulling away his hand and seeing blood on his fingers.

“Always knew you were crazy.”

You bolted to the door, reality crashing down, letting you know you needed to leave. Although Soobin quickly snatched you up, pinning you against him, holding your arms against your chest.

“And where are you going? Shouldn’t you apologize?”

“I… I’m sorry…”

“I know, baby.” Taehyun licked the blood off his fingers. “Let’s go.”

You quickly started thrashing again, trying to get Soobin to let you go. Mina tried to help but Yeonjun shoved her to the floor.

“I told you to stay out of this!”

“Leave her alone!”

Somehow you managed to get a hit, throwing your head back to smash against Soobin’s face. He immediately let you and recoiled from the hit. You didn’t go far though, barely taking a step before Soobin got you in a choke hold. You tried to break free again, but he wasn’t just holding you this time. You struggled to breath, the edge of your vision going black. The adrenaline wasn’t enough to fight the lack of oxygen, and you wound up passing out.

“There, there…” Soobin slowly let go, picking you up in his arms. “Now we can go.”

“Where’s her bag?” Beomgyu asked.

“Fuck you!”

“I won’t ask again. So tell us or we’ll take whatever we want.”

“…”

“Grab whatever you like boys.”

“It’s in the bedroom…” Mina confessed. “She had yet to unpack anything…”

“Kai.”

The boy went over to retrieve your things, returning with a smile on his face. Now that they had everything they came for they could go.

“You know I’m going to call the police!”

“And tell them what?” Kai questioned. “That her boyfriends came to pick her up after she fought with a friend?”

“I doubt that.” Yeonjun scoffed. “You seem to forget who we are. So by all means, call the cops. I’d love to see how this all turns out.”

They didn’t care to hear anything else, making their way out. Taehyun offered a faux smile as he closed the door behind him. Soobin put you in the back, having you between him and Beomgyu. Yeonjun was driving again, meanwhile Kai went through your things, and Taehyun was trying to clean his wound.

“Hmm…” You began to regain consciousness. “… where… what the hell!”

“Easy.” Soobin cooed. “You’re alright, no one’s gonna hurt you.”

“You fucken choked me out a couple minutes ago! And kidnapped me!”

“We’re taking you home.” Beomgyu corrected. “That’s not kidnapping.”

“Stop the car!”

You tried to get up, intending to crawl forward, but your seat belt held you back. As well as the two boys immediately grabbing you and pushing you back down into your seat.

“Relax, baby, everything is gonna be alright.”

“Let me go!” You screamed. “Wait, Mina, what did-”

“She’s fine.” Taehyun murmured. “We didn’t do anything.”

“Where’s your phone?” Kai asked. “It’s not in your bag.”

“You-”

Soobin and Beomgyu took this as an opportunity to frisk you for your phone. You tried to stop them but you were completely cornered, Beomgyu managing to get your phone from your pocket and handing it over to Kai.

“I’ll hang onto it.”

“You shouldn’t give it back.” Yeonjun commented. “If she’s not gonna keep it on, there’s no point in her having it.”

“How the hell did you even find me?!”

“A secret we’ll keep to ourselves.” Taehyun smiled. “Just in case.”

“Where are you taking me!”

“For now you’ll be staying with Soobin, and we’ll go from there.”

“What does that mean?”

“We still need to talk.” Soobin added. “We need to figure out what went wrong and why-”

“I’ve given you plenty of reasons already, we’re done, and that’s final.”

“Don’t we get a say?”

“In what? I don’t want to date you anymore, and what I want is more important than what you want. So like I said, there is no conversation to be had, now pull over and let me get out!”

“No.”

“You-”

“If you don’t want to talk that’s fine, but in regards to our relationship, there’s more of us.”

“This isn’t a fucken democracy.”

“And what are you gonna do baby girl?” Beomgyu grabbed your face and made you look at him. “You gonna hit us and crash this car? You gonna scream bloody murder? Call the cops? Do tell me how you get out of this with what you want.”

“I hate you.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“You don’t have to, cause I do.”

“She’s all feisty and riled up.” Yeonjun said. “If we’re gonna get her out of the car safely she needs to calm down.”

“Fuck you!”

“I have an idea.” Soobin stated. “Sorry you can’t participate, Yeonjun.”

“Just don’t distract me too much.”

“What-”

Before you could get any words out, Soobin pulled you out of Beomgyu’s grasp and leaned in for a kiss. Your eyes went wide and you immediately pulled back, you attempted to slap him but Beomgyu grabbed your hand, and then you felt Soobin’s hand grab your crotch.

“You know we’re all riled up too.”

“Stop…”

“Why? It’s been a while since we’ve had fun. Wasn’t that the appeal of dating us, the fun we could have?”

“No, no, I dated you cause…”

“Don’t be shy now.” Soobin undid your pants, reaching down to rub you through your panties. “Why did you date us?”

“I… I…”

“Come on now.”

“You were nice… and treated me… like a princess…”

“And a princess needs to be protected.” Beomgyu kissed your cheek. “Don’t you agree?”

“This isn’t-”

You jumped when you felt Taehyun’s hand rubbing up and down your thigh, Beomgyu taking this as a chance to reach under your shirt and push up your bra to feel your breasts. You inhaled sharply, too much going on at once.

“… stop it…”

“We’re just getting started.” Taehyun said. “Do you really want us to stop now?”

Your answer didn’t matter, at this point they were gonna do whatever they pleased. You tried to stop them but Beomgyu grabbed your arms and held them to the side. You tried to close your legs but Soobin and Taehyun pulled them apart. You squirmed but at this point you were just getting more out of Soobin’s fingers if you moved. When he finally pushed your panties aside you shivered from his touch, trying to hide your face when they realized you were wet.

“See. You still like us very much.”

“… perverts…”

“Oh please, it’s nothing we haven’t seen before.”

Soobin only teased you for a while longer before pushing a finger into you. There was an attempt to move away, but you had nowhere to go. You bit your lip to keep silent, but Beomgyu was soon kissing you, getting you to moan into his mouth.

“Sta… ahhh…”

A second finger made its way into you, Soobin’s thumb rubbing into your clit. Your eyes were shut tight, trying to control yourself but this was beyond. Especially when you felt someone pinch your nipples. You let out a yell, making them all laugh.

“You know when I said you needed to calm her down.” Yeonjun commented. “I was thinking more like tickling her.”

“My bad.”

“I prefer this show.”

“Oh, red light!” Kai leaned back. “How about a peak?”

Kai reached over and grabbed your pants, pulling them down to get a better look at what was going on. Yeonjun turned around for a moment, seeing just how messy you had gotten.

“I’m gonna need to wash the seats after this.”

“You’ll probably enjoy that.”

“Maybe.”

While they were all a bit distracted you tried to break out of Beomgyu’s grasp, but he just held you tighter.

“We’re not done yet.”

You could already feel the heat between your legs bubbling up, and you couldn’t even open your mouth to protest, knowing that what would spill past your lips weren’t gonna be words. Just as you could feel yourself going over the edge Soobin pulled his hand away. Without really meaning to you whimpered.

“Awe, did you wanna cum?”

“…”

“Can’t talk? How am I supposed to know what you want?”

“I-”

As you were about to muster up some words, Taehyun had gotten out of his seat, he got closer and shoved his hand down your pants, immediately pushing two fingers into you. Your eyes went wide from the sudden attack, only to wind up rolling to the back of your head as he found your sweet spot and started abusing it, massaging your clit in the process.

“Our princess doesn’t always need to tell us what she wants.” Taehyun pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Cause we always know.”

It wasn’t long before you wound up cumming on Taehyun’s fingers, biting your lip hard enough to bleed. You thought they’d leave you alone after that, but that was too much to ask for. Soobin pushed Taehyun away, his own hand taking over and playing with your sensitive button. He worked another orgasm out of you, and this time you didn’t hold back any sounds. You melted into the seat, exhausted from the events. Beomgyu even let you go, seeing that you weren’t going to be any more trouble and buttoning up your pants.

“We’re here.”

Yeonjun got out first, opening the side door, allowing Kai to hop out. Soobin took off your seat belt, the rest of the boys in the car helped you get up and out. Kai took your hands as you stepped out, although you quickly fell to your knees, your legs still shaking.

“Cute.”

You desperately tried to stand, but your legs weren’t listening. Even if it was humiliating you tried to crawl, but Yeonjun and Taehyun were soon to grab you and pick you up, holding you in place between them. They practically dragged you into the house.

“I’ll get her into a bath.” Soobin said. “She needs to clean up properly.”

“I’ll help.” Kai volunteered.

“The rest of you make yourself at home.”

You were set down on the couch for a moment before Soobin carried you over to the bathroom, him and Kai undressing you. They gently got you into the bath, the warm water feeling nice. You let them wash you up, in the moment forgetting the tension you had with them. Kai gently washed your hair, Soobin scrubbing you down softly. On occasion they’d press a kiss against your skin, making you giggle. When they finished they helped you out of the tub, drying you off. Kai had gotten some panties from your bag, no need for a bra, and you wound up wearing some of Soobin’s clothes instead of your own. It wasn’t until you walked out into the living room, seeing the others that you remembered everything. Before you could even think of running, Soobin grabbed your arm and pulled you along.

“Come on, we’ve all been waiting for you.”

As you got closer Taehyun took your hand, having you sit in his lap. He had been properly tending to his wound, asking you to help him.

“It’s the least you can do baby.”

“… sorry…”

“It’s okay.” He caressed your cheek. “I’m not mad. I didn’t mean to scare you, I should apologize for that too.”

You disinfected the wound and put a bandage on his head. Taehyun playfully asked you to kiss it better, which you did. Now that you were done you attempted to get up, but he grabbed your hips, holding you down.

“Stay.”

“…”

“You should stay hydrated, baby.” Yeonjun handed you a glass of water. “Here.”

“Um…”

“Drink up.”

Taehyun took the glass and held it up to your lips. You didn’t have much choice as he started tipping the glass upwards. You wound up drinking every drop, wiping your lips afterwards.

“Good girl.”

“I suppose we should talk now.” Soobin said. “About what happened.”

“I already-”

You quickly jumped up, ready to retaliate and hash this out again with an intent to leave, but a wave of dizziness hit you. Beomgyu caught you before you fell, gently sitting you back down on the couch between him and Taehyun. You grabbed your head, trying to shake off this feeling, but it only got worse. Next thing you knew Soobin had knelt down in front of you, grabbing your chin.

“Who told you to break up with us?”

“… what…”

“Which one of your so-called friends…” Soobin repeated. “Told you to break up with us?”

“… I… I don’t… no one…”

“No, no, no, no, this wasn’t your idea, we know that. So who told you to leave us?”

“... soobin…”

“Baby, why would you leave us?” Yeonjun asked, kneeling down into your field of vision and taking your hand. “You said it yourself, we treat you like a princess, so why would you go?”

“I… I don’t… know…”

“What have your friends been saying about us?”

“Uh… that you’re controlling… toxic… and…”

“None of that is true.” Kai said. “When have we ever been like that?”

“Sometimes… you don’t want me… out…”

“Who knows what could happen to you if we’re not there.”

“But…”

“Besides, you never gave us much notice.” Beomgyu added. “Wanting to hang out with friends last minute, are you sure they even wanted to hang out with you in the first place?”

“What…”

“Your friends didn’t make plans with you often. We always did.”

“No… no that’s not… stop… what…”

“They never liked us much.” Taehyun said. “Did they? That big lunch, it was pretty awkward.”

“It was weird… five of you…”

“All the more fun, right? We’re all happy.”

“I bet they’re just jealous.” Kai stated. “You have all of us to love you. And we love you very much.”

Your head was spinning, their words fading in and out. You tried to get up again but they all pulled you back down, at least one hand on you holding you in place. Yeonjun pet your head gently, pulling your attention towards him.

“So, who told you to break up with us?”

“… no one…”

“Sh, was it Mina? Offered you to stay with her for a while, what did she say?”

“It was… no…”

“Or Ava? You don’t know the shit she’s told us behind your back.”

“What?”

“She tried to make threats for us to leave you.” Beomgyu explained. “They were very pathetic.”

“She yelled at you…”

“A great friend, huh?”

“No… you’re lying…”

“Why would we lie to you?”

“… I don’t know…”

“We’d never lie to you.” Soobin assured. “We just want to take care of you. Your friends thought it was best for you to leave us, but you won’t, right?”

“I…”

“You won’t, because we love you, and you love us.”

“…”

“You love us, right?”

“Uh…”

“Say it.” Taehyun kissed your cheek. “You love us.”

“I…”

“Love.”

“… love…”

“Us.”

“You.”

“All together now, baby.”

“… I love you…”

“And we love you.”

They all placed a kiss on you, getting a giggle out of you. At this point you felt warm and fuzzy, their words and attention making you giddy.

“We should all move in together.” Kai suggested. “Y/n’s lease is coming up, and we’ve talked about it before too.”

“We totally should.” Beomgyu agreed. “That’d be great.”

“It would be much easier to keep our little princess home and safe.” Taehyun added. “I’m down.”

“What about you baby girl?” Soobin asked. “You like that idea, you want to live with us?”

“Uh…”

“The correct answer is yes. We’ll take care of everything, so don’t you worry baby.”

“But… but…”

“Sh, it’s okay.” Yeonjun cooed. “You’ll be with us.”

“I will…”

“We’ll take care of you, promise.”

“… promise…”

“Of course, we love you. We’ll always love you, no matter what.”

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soo8inz · 2 years

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four — "i'll see you whenever, beomgyu."

"what are you doing here?"

"that's a little harsh."

"..sorry it's just that –

"i get it. i was just looking around actually, my friend told me to look out for these certain paintings and i ended up here."

"well yeah... it's the painting studio."

beomgyu snorted. it was an obvious fact, of course you'd find more paintings in the painting studio. and nonetheless he found it funny, in all honesty it shouldn't have been funny at all but there was something about the tone she said it in that made him laugh.

y/n only looked at him with an eyebrow slightly raised, wondering why he snorted at an obvious fact. she felt confused and also the slightest bit embarassed because she really didn't understand why he reacted that way.

"so what paintings are you looking for?"

right. the reason for his wandering slipped his mind with the other painting in front of him and the other person who walked in.

"uh he said they were like occult paintings and the reference was choi yeonjun.. do you know anything about those?"

"oh. he's looking for those.", y/n thought to herself.

"those were put away a couple weeks ago."

"oh, are they like in the archives of the painting room or something? also do you know who painted them?"

"they're my paintings.", and it was like something visibly clicked inside beomgyu's head, the person, student, he was conversing with was y/n herself.

"oh my god you're the vampire girl."

"the what?"

"shit, sorry, it's just that my friend was telling us he thought you were a a ghost at first but then he thought you were a vampire since he only saw you at night and i sound extremely ridiculous telling you this–"

he was cut off by her laughing, quietly at first and behind her hand, but as the seconds passed it gradually increased in volume and wow he never thought he'd find a simple laugh that... pretty.

"well that's the first time i hear that one", she covered her mouth and giggled lightly one last time before resuming her previous composure, "but yeah those are my paintings. i just took them back to my apartment to fix minor details i didn't really like."

"ah.", well technically he found out who y/n was since his interest was purely because yeonjun knows her. and yet a little piece of him is the tiniest bit disappointed he didn't see the occult paintings.

"i'd show you a picture but.. you know fixing stuff so.."

"it's alright i get it."

"um i'm sorry but why were you looking for them?"

"oh right, uh yeonjun's one of my friends and the paintings came up in that ghost turned vampire conversation you laughed at."

"your rambling was really funny to be fair. anyways maybe you could stop by another day, or night, and i'll show you the paintings." y/n smiled.

"yeah, i'd like that."

"nice so i'll see you whenever..."

"beomgyu."

"i'll see you whenever, beomgyu."

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memorymonster · 3 months

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The Milky Way

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Status: Coming Soon

College!Yeonjun x College!Reader

A/N: And now that we've met everyone the story will start shortly

Taglist: @taeraekisser @jaehyunsprincesspeach @kirooz

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acidsoju · 21 days

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ALICE IN WONDERLAND

genre: fantasy au, royalty au, multidimentional au, romance, angst, fiction, action, slow burn. pairing: lost prince!soobin x femreader warnings: a lot of plot?, some cursing, alcohol drinking, getting drunk, reader is mentioned to have long hair, ft. yeonjun and beomgyu, violent actions mentioned, mentions of death, a little 'forced proximity' trope, plot's literally reader finding soobin on the streets and adopting him !, reader's implied to be a year or two younger than soobin, reader's parents are mentioned to have passed away, maybe some steamy make out session but nothing else (sorry girlies no smut), tentacles (??? lmao dont ask), kinda rushed in the end if you ask me. word count: 21.1k summary: you were just out for a midnight snack so how did you end up caught with a prince from another world?

BEING QUITE HONEST, SOOBIN DOES NOT KNOW WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED. His mind is still quite fuzzy when he opens his eyes, rushed and dispersed memories flashing inside his head as a low whine of pain escapes from his mouth. He remembers being in his carriage, enjoying the relaxing image of the road through his window, the sun was setting. He remembers the carriage coming to a stop that neither he did ask for or was informed, his eyes narrowing at the coachman’s sudden action as he knocked on the carriage’s wall.

He remembers the way the door was thrown open and how what came into sight was not the coachman but three men. He remembers trying to escape, not allowing himself to mourn over the dead body of the coachman lying on the ground, and remembers perfectly well the pain he felt when his fist crashed against one of the man’s faces.

He doesn’t remember what happened after he was knocked out though.

He remembers voices, some lose words and sentences and then waking up at the vertigo he felt down in his guts while falling down a cliff, endless pitching dark ahead of him and then he faints before he reaches the ground.

Now, lying on the cold and damp floor, Soobin wondered if death was supposed to smell this awful? Pushing himself up with his hands, he looks around and squints his eyes. Was he in some kind of dungeon? The distant sound of waterdrops constantly falling was the only sound reaching his ears, besides the ones he made by standing up. Soobin lifted his chin, head looking upwards to the ceiling where the only mere light that stopped him from being completely in the dark came from.

There was a staircase just under that little hole in the ceiling irradiating light… Could that be the stairway to heaven? Soobin did not lose time before going up the steps, carefully, placing his hand against the hole and pushing up when he reached the last of the stairs. He breathes in deeply as fresh air hit his face, peeking through the hole, the scenery in front of his eyes changing completely one he was out.

Stepping out completely out the hole on was he thought was the ceiling, his eyes look around; it was certainly less dark that in the dungeon below, yet there seemed to be no one around. And, if he had to be honest as he always was, it looked nothing like he had picture heaven to be.

His eyes flicked a little further, sensing some movements just a few feet away from him. There, someone! His feet moved on its own towards the small silhouette of what it seemed a young girl; your attention too set on the thing in your hands. Soobin did falter his pace a little when he saw the way you took a bite from that thing; he wasn’t involving himself with some kind of carnivore, right? Your eyes finally seemed to notice the man moving in your direction, him clearing his throat as he stopped in his tracks in front of you.

“Young peasant, could you perhaps enlighten me about if this is heaven?” Soobin did not ignore the way your eyebrows slightly jumped at his words and how you showed clear distrust in your eyes, your mouth never stopping its movements as you chewed.

“Sorry man” you said once you swallowed the little midnight snack on your mouth, your eyes trailing down at the man’s clothes -was he a cosplayer?- and then up at his eyes again. “I’ve got no money.” This time it was your turn to watch how the man’s face twisted in surprise at your speech, eyes blinking uncountable times and mouth opening and closing a few more, lost at words. He was a prince- the crown prince and you dared being so disrespectful.

Soobin did understand he was, in fact, not dead when his stomach roared; a delicious yet unknown smell filling his senses, his eyes immediately following the invisible trail til reaching that thing you held in your hands. If you could eat that, then it meant he could too, right? And if he felt hunger, that meant he wasn’t dead, right?

His eyes lingered on the hotdog a little too much and you noticed it before you could even take another bite, stopping just a few inches before your snack with your mouth hanging open. You could almost see the drool in his mouth as his eyes shone at the sight of your snack and, after hesitating a little, you sigh and offer him the rest of your hot dog.

“Here, you can have it” you say grabbing the man’s wrist after no sign of him moving and placing the hotdog in his hands, pulling your hand away immediately. “It’s really late, mister, you should go back home now" You muttered before turning around on your heels and walking in the direction of your own place.

Soobin stood in his place absolutely froze, his eyes on your figure walking away, his hand warm where the hotdog was placed. Okay, maybe you have been a little rude to him a second ago, but as Soobin takes a shy bite at the hotdog, he is fast to forgive your behavior humming in delight at the fantastic taste. You had been so kind to him as to give him this little piece of meat that melted in his mouth? Giving up your own pleassure for him?

You looked over your shoulder when you heard the sound of hurried steps in your way only to spot the same man rushing in your direction, hotdog still in hand and a little of mustard on the corner of his lips. The man stopped as you turned around to face him, his chest going up and down as he panted and watched you cross your arms over your chest.

“You’re not following me home, aren’t you, mister?” You questioned him, a brow arching inquisitively. He pressed his lips in a thin line, passing a hand over his clothes to make the wrinkles go away; giving away he was, in fact, following you as he adverted your gaze.

“I am certainly not following you, miss, I’m just bestowing over you the honor of my companionship,” you snorted at the way the man in front of you puffed his chest out in your direction, chin tilting up and eyes looking at yours with a power you didn’t really understand; why was this strange man acting as if he was some kind high-up?

“Well, I don’t want your companionship, my lord,” you said, the words leaving your mouth with a notorious sarcastic tint but Soobin’s mouth opened in surprise at them.

“I must let you know I am no baron, miss, but a prince.” your eyes widened at his words. You got it now, everything- man had some loose wires in his head. You had to clear your throat and look away from him, feeling the cringe creeping in your body at his weird way of standing; God, he actually believed he was a prince.

“Look mister- mister prince, just stop following me or I’ll have to report you to the police.”

“Police?” The man tilted his head tasting the familiar word in his mouth. “You mean the guards? Are you, perhaps, a princess yourse-

Soobin stopped talking mid-sentence when your loud laugh erupted, holding onto your stomach and bending as you found the crazy man’s assumptions hilarious. There was no way you were a princess, he thought as he watched you laugh out loud, almost falling to your knees and wiping a few threatening tears on the corners of your eyes until, slowly, your laugh died down.

“Man, you’re so funny!” you beamed, lifting up a thump up in his direction and then clearing your throat, suppressing your amused smile. “I’m sorry to break it to you but I’m no princess,” shrugging, you started turning on your heels again to resume on your way back home, lifting an accusatory finger in the man’s direction. “Seriously, mister, don’t follow me anymore or I’ll report you to the police.”

“Who is this police you talk about, miss?” he inquired, taking a step in your direction as he feared you were going to leave. “Maybe they rule here?” You hummed for a second, thinking about it before nodding your head to the man and mumbling a simply yup, his eyes shining in relief at your answer. “Take me to them.”

“Wha-

“I must talk with the ruler of your kingdom, young peasant.” He stated, the solidity in his words and eyes softening a little after a few seconds of silence on your part. “If you may be so generous, once more, to show me the way?” he talked again, his tone a little more delicate as his big eyes stared intently into yours.

A tired sigh escaped from your lips, what time was it already? Your eyes trailed the man’s silhouette for the second time in the strange night you were having, taking in the way his clothes were stained, stinky and even torn on the ends; his face didn’t look that good either as his hair was ruffled and stiff, probably from the same thing that had drenched his clothes, and if you squinted your eyes, even in the middle of the night, you could tell he had some tired and bewildered eyes, yet still they shined with a little tint of hope.

“Fine, I’ll take you to the police.” You gave in massaging the back of your neck with your hand as he smiled grateful at you, taking a few steps closer until he stood next to you. You started walking with him following your steps into the police station’s direction, both of you in silence and you failing to notice the way the man long legs took shorter steps to walk in synch with you. The main building came in sight not so long after as it wasn’t even that far away from where you were, stopping in front of the entrance you turned your head to look at him. “Here it is.”

“Let us go in.” He said, before he was going up the entrance stairs and turning back to look at you remaining on the same spot, eyebrows furrowing a little at your unmoving self. “Come on now, peasant, don’t be modest. I’m sure the kind police would grant you a hearing as well.”

You blinked a few times while processing his words. You didn’t move from your place because you had all the intentions of dropping the prince at the police station and returning home. You did not agree going in with him so why were you actually following him inside the building? Soobin let you go in first, even holding the door open for you and followed closely behind you, eyes looking everywhere in curiosity, especially noticing the pattern in some people’s clothes.

You walked the boy closer to where some police officer sat down behind his desk, his unfaced eyes scanning you then the boy on your back that was still too caught up looking around to notice the unwelcoming stare of the adult in front of you. “Hello, officer.” You mumbled addressing the man who nodded yet remained silent. “See this guy over here? He’d really like to speak with you.”

At your words, Soobin peeked effortlessly over your shoulder to look at the man. “Are you the one in charge here, good sir?” He inquired, politely making a small bow with his head at the man whose eyebrows raised a little.

“You could say that, kid, what happened to you?” asked the police officer, eyes looking at the state of his clothes, nose scrunching at the horrendous smell reaching his nostrils.

“Oh, sir! I am finding relief finally knowing someone who can help me!” Exclaimed the prince allowing himself to seat on the chair at the other side of the desk; you barely nod your head for yourself as you thought that your job here was done and that it was finally time for you to go get some rest. “I seem to find myself far away from my home? Do you perhaps know the Fifth Great Kingdom of the Choi Dynasty? Is it too far away from this mundane village we are now?”

You were already turning towards the door when you heard the man sigh heavily. Peeking at his reaction, the police officer brushed a hand through his tired face, eyes perking up at the man in front of him and then to you, making you flinch in your spot at the annoyance in his eyes. “Listen up, kids, we’re busy people and do not have time for any kind of silly joke you’re playing right now. Why don’t you go back home? It’s really late for you both to be roaming around, understood?”

“That is exactly what I need help with, sir, to return home!” Soobin exclaimed, a little bit of exasperation in his voice. The police officer shook his head and got up, his hand making a visible move to the handcuffs hanging from his belt. Soon, your hand found the prince’s wrist and pulled him up, rushing towards the door.

“We’ll go now, sir, sorry for taking your time!” You squealed, ignoring the way the rest of the people inside the building gave you looks that went from ‘it’s two in the morning, why are you two still out?’ to ‘I will not hesitate to put you behind bars if you’re causing any disturbance in my neighborhood, kid.’

Your hand let go of Soobin’s wrist as soon as the both of you stepped back outside, the warmth of the police station quickly fading from your bodies and instead being hugged by the chilly air of the morning early hours. Over the adrenaline ringing and the bangs from your heartbeat in your ears, you heard the prince next to you muttered something like:

“Oh, I am signing for war when I get back.”

You turned your head to look at him only to feel a little guilty even thought nothing of all the things happening were your fault. Still, it was sad to see a person looking so lost; his eyes were still glued to the building in front of you but you could tell that they were actually somewhere else, somewhere far away. You watched the way the tip of his ears had turned bright pink as well as his cheeks and tip of the nose probably because of the cold, the torn clothes not providing him of any warm and comfort.

You would be probably crazy to let him crash at your place, right? This strange man that you had barely got to know for a just an hour, who was probably crazy, his mind far away trapped in a little fantasy word he created and that he assured was from, who could possibly be a serial killer? What even was his name?

You couldn’t, right?

And somehow you still found yourself turning your whole body to him, a long and defeated sigh coming out of your lips, stretching your hand, an open palm, in his direction and clearing your throat to get his attention back from wherever his mind was. His head turned in your direction, revealing the pitiful look on his face, knitted eyebrows and a small pout on his lips, an anxious look on his eyes that shifted to confusion as they moved down at your hand.

“Your… name,” you said clumsily, swallowing the awkwardness you felt under his confused eyes. “What is it?” Soobin’s eyes went up again to meet yours, just realizing he had yet to introduce himself to you, the only generous person he had crossed paths in the new world he found himself.

His hand swiftly grabbed yours but instead of shaking it, he rotated it with his own and lifted it up to his face. At the same time, the tip of his left foot touched the ground behind his right foot, kneeling in front of you until his face was at the same height of yours, dark yet shiny eyes staring into yours over your hand hanging closer to the bottom of his face. It tingles, you thought, there where his breath falls over my hand. His plump and cold lips pressed a soft kiss on your knuckles, eyes never looking away from yours.

“I am Choi Soobin from the Choi Dynasty, rulers of the Fifth Great Kingdom and crown prince of it as well.” He said once his lips left your hand standing normally again and softly letting go of your hand. “I am very sorry for the late introduction, miss, I must have been pretty out of my mind.”

“O-oh, no,” you mumbled trying to appease the creeping rush in your cheeks as the warm in your hand lingered longer than you had expected. “it’s fine, don’t sweat it.” Soobin nodded slowly at you, his eyes looking into yours expectantly and then you realized he did not know your name either. “Oh! Sorry,” you proceeded to tell him your name, smiling softly after it; yours was simpler.

“Y/n…” he said, savoring your name in his mouth, eyes looking into the sky getting lost again before he nodded his head slowly, more to himself than to you. “I will remember it as you have shown a great amount of generosity to me.”

“... Sure. Look, it’s really late and it will get even colder, would you like to spend the night at my place?” You asked noticing the way his mood lifted immediately. “I bet it’s not as big as your castle but it’s better than sleeping on the streets…” you stammered, feeling embarrassed at yourself, why were you talking about castles now?

“I shall take you up on your offer, miss y/n.” he said feeling grateful towards you once again, a tiny smile spreading on his face while you turned your back to him and started walking, stopping when you noticed him not following.

“Come on then, prince, we should get some rest for today.” Soobin rushed towards you and adjusted the pace of his steps to yours once more. “I think it’d be good if you wash up when we get there… you kinda, well, stink.” Soobin felt his cheekbones heating up at your words; he had never ever been told that he stunk. All that he ever received were praises from his parents, from his friends, from the teachers, from the people of the kingdom, so the reaction you obtained was a shy laugh and him mumbling sorry softly under his breath.

Neither of you spoke again until you both were going up the staircases of the complex you lived in. After what felt like infinite stairs up, you stopped in front of a door with the oxidating numbers 405 in it, your head turning to look at him with a tired and apologetic expression. “I’m sorry, we’re almost there, I just really need to get something from the guy that lives here, would you wait for me over there, please?” Soobin couldn’t say no, after all you were letting him, a complete stranger, sleep at your home, so the boy walked away a little and waited patiently as you knocked on the door once, twice, thrice, a couple of times increasing even more each time.

The door swung open revealing on the other side a sleepy boy rubbing his eyes that he barely could open to look at your figure standing in front of him. Yeonjun’s eyebrows furrowed, his eyes closing again at the intensity of the yawn escaping his lips. “Babe? What’s wrong? It’s three in the fucking morning.” He mumbled, voice deep and raspy from being just woken up, leaning against the frame of his door and reaching a hand to rest on the top of your head. The sleepy guy finally seemed to notice the presence of the other boy standing behind you, his eyes looking with curiosity. “Oh? Is he with you? Or is he bothering you?”

“He’s with me, Junie.” You answered, smiling softly at your friend and snuzzling at his hand trailing down from the top of your head to your cheek. “Sorry I woke you up but I need help with something…” Yeonjun hummed for you to continue talking, his warm fingers trying to make the coldness of your face disappear. “Could you lend my friend some clothes?” The boys’ gazes met, both of them looking down at each other’s attires; Yeonjun getting immediately why you were asking him that, Soobin wondering if such clothes could even fit him. “And some underwear too, please? I can buy them if you need."

Yeonjun chuckled softly at you and squeezed your cheek in between his fingers, stretching your pretty skin to his heart’s desire. Soobin wondered if that man was your fiancé, he was not, right? Why would you offer him to sleep at your place if you were already taken? But then again, what was your relationship with him to let him touch you so carelessly? Is that how things worked in this little strange and rude world?

“I’ll get that for you, babe, wait here, ‘kay?” Yeonjun leaned in, pressing a tender kiss on your forehead, his eyes shifting from the softness he looked at you with to a cold stare looking into the strange man’s eyes, and then walking back inside his complex leaving you alone with the prince.

“Miss, I am sorry to pry but could it be that man is your husband to be?” Asked Soobin breaking the silence the both of you were engulfed at. The look you gave him over your shoulder clearly answered his question and he looked away feeling a bit ashamed for being such a noisy person.

Yeonjun came back soon after with a paper bag in his hand filled with all you had asked for. Mumbling a soft thank you to him, you were ready to continue your way up the stairs with the prince when Yeonjun’s voice made you stop on your tracks.

“He’s crashing at your place tonight?” he questioned scratching the spot under his jawline, receiving a short nod from you. “Mmh, ‘kay babe, call me if you need anything else.”

You heard the door shutting softly while you walked up the stairs, after a while finally reaching your own complex, the door with the number 913. After unlocking it, you pushed it open and trailed a single hand on the wall searching for the light switch, pushing the little lever up with your index finger, warm light immediately making the darkness from your apartment disappear. Soobin followed you in, his eyes as always looking around at everything with curiosity.

“Fuck, it’s so late,” you muttered, your eyes glued to the clock on your wall marking three twenty-five in the morning. “Shoes off, please,” you said, your eyes moving to the prince’s dirty shoes, he rushing to take them off just as you had done. “Let me show you the bathroom so you can wash yourself. Here,” you pushed the paper bag at him, his fingers barely brushing your hand before you let go of it and walked down a tight hall, turning on the lights as you walked.

Soobin followed you close and silently, listening carefully to every instruction you gave him. You were quite bossy, he thought as you told him where to leave his dirty clothes and to call for you when he was done, leaving him alone after a last glance at him.

You heard water crashing against your bathtub floor from your bedroom, quickly changing into some clothes to sleep and grabbing the mat from inside your closet, taking it with you to the small living room and placing it down on the ground after pushing the couch away a little. You walked from the living to your bedroom a few more times, taking with you some bedcovers and pillows for the boy to sleep a bit more comfortable.

Your head turned to the hall when you heard the bathroom door opening, the prince emerging from it with a steam cloud on his back. You had to actually squint and rubbed your eyes at the sight of him; was he the same person? The crazy prince from before was nowhere to be seen in the man in front of you, Yeonjun’s clothes fitting him perfectly, no more stinky smell, no more strained clothes, no more stiff hair. Instead, his hair fell over his eyes still dripping some waterdrops from the shower.

“I’m done, miss y/n,” he said, smiling softly at you and tilting his head a little to meet your eyes; wasn’t he ridiculously tall? “I also left the clothes where you told me to... What is wrong, does this clothing not fit me?” he questioned analyzing the little amused look on your face. You quickly shook your head, looking away from him and putting another step of distance between each other.

“You can sleep here tonight,” you pointed at the spontaneous bed you made on the floor, from the corner of your eyes watching him nod while taking in the sight of it. Soobin quickly got under the bedcovers you had put for him, hair falling softly framing his face as he placed his head on the pillow, eyes looking up at you, fatigue taking over his features. “Is it alright? Maybe sleeping on the floor is a bit…”

“This is perfect, miss,” he mumbled, eyes weighting down, lazy smile fighting to remain on his face. “Thank you so much for everything, really.”

You only hummed as you walked towards the wall, turning off the light and mumbling a soft goodnight, prince before walking to your own bedroom.

Just then, finally having found some warmth and comfort after everything that went down, Soobin’s cheeks got wet from the tears trailing down from his eyes, his teeth chewing at his bottom lip trying to hold the sobs, and himself too exhausted to even cry the way he deserved, falling asleep with no sign from the tears of stopping any time soon.

Five hours is all you got of sleep that night, your body immediately falling into slumber when it touched the comfort of your bed, a hell of a whole ride for only a midnight snack if someone were to ask you.

When you woke up the next morning you actually thought you had had just one of the craziest fucking dreams of your life, but soon you realized it hadn’t been a dream; first, it was walking into the bathroom and instantly gagging at the putrid smell of the clothes placed neatly on a corner; secondly, was the soundly sleeping prince on your living room, soft snores coming from his half-opened heart-shaped lips.

So now you had a complete strange man in your complex who firmly believed he’s some kind of prince- no, crown prince of a kingdom and you still had to go to class? What a hilarious world, you thought, your mind wondering if in his world college students existed for suffering too.

“Please… don’t… rub me… I’m a broke… student…” you wrote down on a single piece of paper, mumbling the words under your breath and smiling as you drew a little smiley face on it, then sticking the note to the arm of the couch next to the sleeping beauty.

When Soobin woke up later in the morning, almost not morning anymore, he knew immediately all that had happened was real; his puffy eyes moving around for any sign of you, spotting instead the little note on the couch that was directed to him:

‘mornin’ prince, sorry I had to leave first got some things to do, feel free to have some fruit from the kitchen but please don’t rub me, I’m a broken student :)’

Soobin chuckled softly at your words and put the note back where you had put it, feeling too lazy to get up yet, his mind wandering over and over again at everything that happened in last than twenty-four hours. Are they worried? Do they think I died? Have they told the people of the kingdom yet? Have they caught the responsibles? Why did they do this to me? Can I go back?

Soobin forced himself to stop thinking when he felt the hard pang in his chest and his throat tightening at the scary thought of never seeing his family again. Maybe he’d have some fruit.

The prince arched an inquisitive eyebrow as his eyes scanned your disaster of a kitchen, then landing on the basket with fruits over a counter, picking up an apple and washing it while completely ignoring the dirty dishes all over the sink. If you weren’t doing your dishes, why would he?

He allowed himself to take a seat on your couch, enjoying the taste of his favorite fruit, his mind flowing with thoughts again. Should he wait for you to come back or just go away now? It would probably be very impolite of him to go away without a proper goodbye, he thought, agreeing with himself. But just what time were you coming back? His fingers brushed again the note on the couch’s arm, picking it up to read it once more; you didn’t say what time you were coming back, so what was he supposed to do?

The image of the boy from last night appeared on his mind as quickly as he got himself from the couch and walked down the stairs, remembering the number of the door and soon reaching it, knocking on it just like you had done last night, once, twice, thrice, again and again, until the door flew opened.

“Uuh?” Yeonjun frowned at the prince, his eyes looking down at his own clothes, damn he had style. “Nice clothes, man.”

“I suppose they are not quite bad,” said Soobin, lifting up his chin at the boy whose eyebrows jumped at his speech, looking at the prince funnily.

“And just from what fairytale did y/n take you from, mh?” Yeonjun crossed his arms over his chest, a lazy grin on his lips. Soobin unknowingly pouted at the mention of your name so carelessly.

“Do you happen to know which time is miss y/n coming back?” he made sure to emphasized the correct way you should be treated. Yeonjun hummed a little too long, his lips pouting while thinking.

“I do.”

“Well? Tell me.”

“Not telling ya’” Yeonjun stuck his tongue out at the man playfully, earning a soft gasp of indignation from Soobin and a taken aback look. “If she didn’t tell you there must be for a reason, no?”

“She might have just forgotten to add it.” Soobin mumbled, eyebrows knitting in frustration; he did not like this boy, not one bit. ”I will wait for her either way, I just wish to know when she will be back.”

Yeonjun sighed, rolling his eyes already tired from hearing the formal speech of the boy, not even his grandmother spoke that way and she was like, ancestral. “She’s back in a few hours, man, so find something else to do while you wait” Yeonjun then realized the boy was just doing that and scoffed in his face dumfounded. “You were bored, huh? Do I look like some nanny to you?”

“You quite do, actually,” answered Soobin knowing that would have the boy in front of him ticking; Yeonjun licked his lips, an amused smile spreading on his face before he took a step away from his door, allowing the young prince to step into his own little world.

“You said you liked the clothes, right?” he asked, closing the door after Soobin got into his complex, the prince looking around pointing in his mind at every difference between yours and his. Your place was way tidier than this one, even thought it had been a little too small for his imagination. Yeonjun’s place seemed even smaller, crampier, the walls were covered by drawn papers and the prince noticed how fabrics were all over the place.

Yeonjun dragged Soobin down the small hall and inside a new room filled with half-dressed and stabbed with needles mannequins. “Since you’re my precious friend’s friend I’ll make something nice for you, whatya’ think? Aren’t I the nicest?” Yeonjun grinned at the prince and approached him, a measuring tape in his hand falling long to the floor. “You look way better than last night, dude… the magic of water and soap.” Soobin scoffed at the words, he is an hygienic man, he just had the terrible luck of magically appearing in the sewers. Still, being kind enough to ignore Yeonjun’s words, the prince let him took his measures, obediently lifting his arms when told to. Even thought Yeonjun was particularly rough, it was a nice feeling, something familiar he had done countless of times back at home.

Yeonjun walked around the room after dropping the measuring tape somewhere on the floor carelessly, moving in between the mannequins with a hand on his chin while his eyes jumped through his pieces. He grabbed and dropped cloth after cloth, muttering to himself, walking to a wardrobe and stirring its inside, until Soobin heard a small ‘ah-a! here you are’ and pulled a strange looking shirt, black leather on a side, brown leather on the other.

“Want you to try some things for me,” he said, pulling his best smile for the prince before letting the clothes fall on his hands. Soobin pursed his lips, he had not received so many orders in his life like this since, well, ever. But Soobin understood common decency perfectly well as he had been taught by the best teachers in the kingdom and was not to refuse the people who had shown him enough generosity the past hours’ requests.

Soobin stripped out of his clothes, not minding Yeonjun was still in the room as he was used to people lingering around and helping him changing his clothes; on the other hand, Yeonjun didn’t mind the man stripping in front of him either, as he had got used to sudden nudity after a while of designing clothes and putting them on people. He hummed, nodding proud at the way his clothes hugged the prince’s body and even walked around his figure, analyzing every inch.

“You could be a model,” Yeonjun stated, proud at his creations. “You already are ridiculously tall, and the rest of your body proportions are good.” He opened some silk curtains revealing a big wall mirror on the corner of the room and motioned for the prince to come close. “Here, take a look, what do you think?” Yeonjun patted the prince’s shoulder before walking away, leaving him alone to look at his own reflect.

The clothes looked more nicely that he had initially thought; they were something new, yes, but they looked good on him. The leather hugging his body perfectly well and allowing him to move enough; his fingers brushed against the material, tracing the unusual division on his chest shaping a triangle. The pair of dark, baggy jeans he had wore also did fit well, he liked them, he looked nice and he seriously began wondering about implementing this ideas on his own personal clothes.

His thoughts abouth the clothes on him quickly disappeared when his eyes caught something strange reflecting behind him… What was that purple spark growing bigger and bigger by second? Soobin looked over his shoulder, there was nothing behind him, Yeonjun long gone from the room. When he turned back, he had to bit down his own tongue at what he saw in the mirror, could it be that he was going insane? Standing next to him stood a way too familiar figure, its shape too foggy to be true, his usual big grin on his face and tired, big and dark bags under his eyes.

“Well, hello there, my good old friend” said the figure, hand pressing on his chest as he bowed his head to the stunned prince on the mirror. Soobin gasped at the clear sound of his voice rumbling inside his head.

“Beomgyu” muttered the prince, trying to touch the image of his friend on the mirror with his own hand, only coming in contact with cold glass. “How-

“What do you mean, how? Why would you be friends with the best mage of the Kingdom if you are not willing to trust in his abilities?” the man snarled, eyes shining in mischief as usual as his dark eyebrow arched, long hair pulled away from his face on a ponytail. The smile on his face faltered a little, eyes closing for a second as he sighed before speaking again, less playfulness and more pain in his voice this time. “Everyone thinks you are dead, Soobin, the Queen’s- the Queen’s falling apart.” Soobin felt his heart banging painfully at his friend’s words. “I knew you were still alive, it made no sense we couldn’t find your body… turns out you are really, really far away.”

“How far away?” questioned Soobin, dreading the answer from the look on his friend’s eyes.

“Dimensionally far away,” Beomgyu sighed, rubbing his temples as if the mere thought of it made his head hurt, which it did. “But do not worry, Your Highness, I am currently working on a way for you to come back, only… it’s taking more time that I had hoped for, actually…” Beomgyu’s corner of his lips trailed down, annoyed at the fact of admitting something was resulting actually difficult for him, Best Mage of the Kingdom, him who was born gifted. “Oh! And one more thing,” the mage remembered the one little important thing he had to tell his friend, hands clasping and big smile spreading in his face. “It may be possible that the ones who did this to you are forbidden mages and they may be on their way to where you are, so be careful! I’ll contact you again with good news, toodles!”

While the image of his friend simply dispelled, Soobin stood in his place looking at his alone reflection with his mouth slightly open after the new information he had just received, especially the last bit; they were still coming after him? They sure didn’t want him just gone but dead. Not only that but he was facing against forbidden mages, the only ones he did not know how to fight against. Soobin, on the contrary of Beomgyu, had not been born with the blessing of magical powers; he had the power of the crown on his shoulders, he had been trained by the best swordsmen in the kingdom, he had been taught by the best teachers of his domain, he had been provided by the best alchemists on items to protect himself against magical powers, but he did possessed them.

“Hey, were you talking to someone?”

Soobin flinched, quickly turning around and grabbing the first thing around; a large piece of wood with fabric around it. Yeonjun looked funnily at the boy and raised a hand, biting down a laugh. “Easy, boy, I come in peace.” Soobin grimaced apologetically at the man, a little ashamed by his reaction but he felt on edge, and then letting the fabrics back on its place. His eyes going at Yeonjun again and particularly at the pair of boots in his hand. “I was getting these babies- now look here, this are my most precious treasure so I’m only borrowing them to you, understood? I want them back and I want them just as clean, but I can’t let you go out ruining my outfit with a pair of shoes that don’t go with it.” Yeonjun clicked his tongue before placing softly the pair of boots in front of Soobin.

Soobin did not look back at the mirror to check his reflection once he put the boots on, trusting Yeonjun’s judgement that they looked good when he started clapping, pleased at his work of art. A big smile was drawing in his face before speaking again. “You ready?” The question making Soobin frown not really getting what the man was talking about.

“Excuse me, ready for what exactly?”

“You wanted to see y/n, right? Let’s go find her then!”

Soobin guessed that it was common in this world to grab at people and pulled them, because not only he had been dragged by you once but know he was being dragged by Yeonjun down the stairs and into the streets. The prince’s eyes wildered at his surrounding; at night everything had seemed so relaxed, barely any people around at two in the morning and no traffic; now he didn’t know where to look, from the strange type of carriages without horses that made some sounds from time to time startling him to the rare vehicle Yeonjun pointed at. “Get on.”

“W-what?” Soobin muttered, not really understanding where was he supposed to get up. Yeonjun arched an eyebrow and pressed a helmet to the prince’s chest.

“On, I’m taking you where y/n is.” Yeonjun climbed onto his motorcycle, quickly adjusting the helmet around his head and hurrying at the boy to the same. Soobin clumsily copied his movements, crossing one leg over the seat and grabbing Yeonjun’s shoulder tightly in his palms when they were off to the street. Yeonjun laughed when he heard the small woah behind his back.

The air hit against Soobin’s face as he peeked over his driver’s shoulder, watching the city passing through his eyes, everything turning into a blur, something roaring under him as they went even faster dodging the cars around you. It kind of reminded him of horse-riding, the way he would ride everywhere in his free time, enjoying the clear air filling his lungs with the good company of his horse.

Yeonjun started slowing down as your university came into sight and stopped in front of the big building, sea of people coming in and out of it. Turning off the engine, his eyes surfed the crowd looking for you and lifted a finger in your direction once you came into his sight. “Just in time, there she is.” He said to the prince who followed the way Yeonjun’s fingers pointed.

Soobin had to admit the way you looked the night before and the way you were looking now were complete opposites; just as you had been wearing last night some old pajama pants and a big hoodie that covered your hands, now wore a fitting pair of blue jeans that fell lose to the ends hiding most of your plain white shoes and a sleeveless maroon blouse that hugged your body nicely, your long hair falling swiftly besides your face, in a framing way and forming a kind of layer over the exposed skin on your shoulders. You were cracking a laugh, eyes closing at the action, throwing your head back and your hand rising up to cover your mouth. You looked incredible as you talked, regaining a relax composure to your friends, smile still reaching your eyes.

Soobin had met many beautiful women in his life as the castle was always point of reunion for most, but there was something in the way you carried yourself- something shouting out loud a thing he had failed to notice in anyone else; freedom. And that was something he sometimes felt he lacked.

He found himself so immersed in the image of you that he failed to notice Yeonjun getting off his motorcycle and removing his helmet, letting it hang on its grabs. “Come on, let’s say hi."

The boys walked towards you, you too engulfed in your conversation with your friends to even notice them approaching yet they didn’t fail to attract everyone else’s attention, even your friends who suddenly stopped their talking and were staring intensely to whatever was behind you. Frowning, you looked over your shoulder, eyes widening at the side of the two men staring back at you.

“So. Hot.” You heard one of your friends mumbling under her breath, making you bit your own tongue and squint your eyes to prevent the cringe on your body from escaping. “Doesn’t it look their coming this way, though?”

“Hey babe,” said Yeonjun grinning at your dumbfounded-self, feeling the burning stares of your friends on your back at his words. Turning on your heels to face the boys, you saw the prince following behind your friend and peeking over his shoulder, a soft smile on his lips as he walked ever so graced. “Happy to see us?”

“Why are you here?” you questioned, trying to make your voice quieter for your prying friends behind you. Your eyebrows knitting when you saw the prince walking away from Yeonjun’s back and stepping to his side, both men in front of you; noticing his new clothes you couldn’t stop your inquiring eyebrow lifting at your friend who only shrugged.

“Man was bored waiting for you, babe, and came to have some fun with me,” Yeonjun licked his lips before resting his arm around Soobin’s shoulders, the prince visibly cringing and tensing on his spot. “I made my job now, got him all dolled up for ya’, so why don’t the two of you go have some fun?” Your frown deepened.

“Wha- Yeonjun I’m still not over my classes-

“Oh, would you look that? Professor Kim notified he’s not feeling well today and postponed the class!” you heard your friends behind you saying, ridiculously loud and obvious for the two men to hear. Yeonjun’s grin only grew bigger and finally let go of the prince as he started backing up to his motorbike.

“Isn’t that destiny?” teased your friend, sending a flying kiss in your direction before he was gone too quickly to even try to catch him.

“Hello again, miss y/n,” Soobin made the attempt to hold your hand and even set himself ready for another bow but you quickly grabbed his shoulders and stopped him, getting near him so suddenly he immediately felt the soft scent of your shampoo reaching his smelling senses; you, on the other hand, were too focused on looking over your shoulder at your friends with a forced smile to realized the way the prince’s heart beat anxiously on his chest as your so sudden and casual proximity.

“I’ll go first, okay?” you mumbled to your friends who just nodded and formed circles with their fingers, telling you that you were fine. You turned your head, looking up at the prince who was already looking at you through his eyelashes, the soft smile on his lips unbeatable. “Are you hungry? Let’s go get some lunch so we can talk, Soobin.”

It wasn’t like Soobin wasn’t ever called by his name, he was by his closest friends and his parents, but he did not except the way his name would sound said by you so forgive him for staring blankly for a second over your head, after what it was a long, extended blink from his part, lips softly parting unconsciously. You, however, missed seeing it as you started walking first to the closest and cheapest food place you knew, Yeonjun’s granny’s ramen place.

“Oh, my! Oh, my! My sweet child!” Even thought the woman was already way past her late 70s, she had the sight of a hawk and the mobility of a thirty-year-old, so she spotted you immediately as you walked into her local. Rushing in wiping her hands on her apron, she walked out of the counter and held her hands up to cup your cheeks, smiling big at you, same eyes as your friend’s looking teary and tenderly into yours. “Look at how much you’ve grown, my god! So? What’s your lame excuse for not visiting your ol’ good granma often, kid? Is it school? Are they overworking your smart pretty brain? Do I need to go teach them a lesson? Just say the word and I’ll be there… I’ll take Junie with me- Oh! And who is this handsome boy with you?” Not even letting you speak, Granny let go of your cheeks and walked closer to the prince, adjusting the frame on her face and squinting her eyes to get a better look at his face even thought she could see him perfectly well. “Not bad, not bad at all! Is this your boyfriend? Yes, very handsome indeed… I like him- Oh! Sit down kids, sit down. I’ll go get some food for you, okay? Okay. be right back.”

Granny walked away after pinching your cheeks one more time. Chuckling softly, ignoring the warm in your cheek where you had been pinched, you sat down on an empty table against the wall of the local, Soobin taking the seat in front of you.

“Your grandmother, I believe?” He questioned and you had to actually contain the amused snort at the perfect posture the man held while sitting, trying to subtly fixing your own.

“She’s Yeonjun’s granny,” you answered, soft smile on your lips at the thought of her, your chin resting on the palm of your hands while you remembered those times from your childhood where you would come into this same place, running around with Yeonjun, eating happily the bowls of ramen Granny would made especially for the both of you; same routine for high school that started wearing off as Yeonjun and you started college, schedules not matching as much anymore. “She’s an angel, really, used to take care of me all my life.” A soft sigh escaped from your lips unconsciously. “You could say she even raised me.” You mumbled, more to yourself than to the boy sit in front of you.

Soobin tilted his head, hair shifting swiftly over his eyes. “What about your parents?” You were dragged out of your cloud of memories with his question, focusing your attention back on him before simply answering.

“They died a long time ago.”

“Oh.”

Well, now it felt kind of awkward. Not for you, though, you had grown up saying that about your parents, it was an inevitable topic and as time flew by the words lost their weight. Soobin, on the other hand, mentally cursed at himself for being so nosy, his mind selfishly remining him of his own, heartbroken parents that believed their only son was dead. “I am so sorry…” he whispered, eyebrows knitting and mouth slightly pouting. You shook your head, smiling at him reassuringly.

“Don’t be, at least in my case is not as awful as it sounds, I still was able to grow with so much love thanks to the people around me,” just as if summoned, Granny placed two big and full, steaming bowls of ramen on the table. Smiling at the familiar sight of the noodles, your eyes flicked up to look at her. “Thanks Granny, this looks delicious.”

“It better be because I made it with my love, child.” The woman placed a tender kiss on your head before her eyes went back to the prince, eyeing curiously the place in front of him. A loud laugh erupted from her. “My boy if I had to take a guess, I’d said you had never seen ramen in your life!”

At least Soobin was smart enough to hold himself from answering to the woman he had, in fact, never even heard the world; smile widening at the sight of the expecting lady whose big eyes were waiting for him to taste her food, he made sure to quicky copy your movements grabbing the chopsticks in his hand and, very slowly trying to get a hold of them, picking up some noodles in them, his lips closing around the sticks.

“Mh!” Granny laughed even louder as the boy widened his eyes, stars sparkling in them as he looked up at her in awe, noodle hanging from his mouth. “This is magnificent, miss! I must know the ingredients you use.”

“Oh, my! What miss?” You rolled your eyes as Granny fanned herself, clearly adoring being referred as a term she so long stopped hearing. “Eat more kids, I’ll bring seconds when you finish these.” Soobin nodded enthusiastically at her words, slurping eager and filling his mouth with the delicious meat. “As for the recipe, I already told you, love.”

“I guess you were hungry,” you said once Granny walked away from your table, leaving the two of you to talk alone. Soobin felt his cheeks heating up, ashamed at himself for losing his composure and in front of a lady; he wiped his mouth with a tissue, apologetically eyes looking at you.

“I’m sorry miss, this is just fantastic,” he said, mouth still covered with the tissue. Your eyebrows knitted and you couldn’t help but to wonder seriously about his state of mind as he continues speaking. “We have the best chefs and ingredients of the Kingdom yet never have I had something as fascinating as this,” Soobin put down the tissue and flash a big grin in your direction, putting on display a pair of dimples on each side of his face that got you too caught on them far too quickly. “This is yet another great thing you’ve showed me about your world, I thank you very much.”

“You’re… welcome,” you honestly didn’t know how to address the whole prince thing yet; could it be better if you just went along with it? “So, when are you planning on going back to your Kingdom, prince?”

Maybe going along with it wasn’t the best option, you thought as you watched his features somber. Maybe all you had to do was drop the man to a psychiatric hospital and end all of this. “That’s something I still do not know yet, miss but do not worry, I received a message from the Head of the Magic Tower, a good massage as he informed they are working on getting me back, the thing is…” Soobin licked his lips, anxiously putting some order to the thoughts in his mind. “I would like to ask for a favor of you, miss.”

You hummed encouraging him to continue talking, already sensing just what he was going to ask as you put two and two together.

“I would like to ask you for shelter, if that is possible.”

You inhaled sharply even though you knew exactly that was what he was going to ask for in the first place; putting down your chopsticks, your mind razed with possibilities. Just why in the world would you let a man you barely knew stay with you for how many days, adding the fact that the man firmly believed was some prince from a kingdom far away. Besides, what would you even gain from it? If all, you’d lose; more spendings meant less money in your pocket and you already had none.

Yet when you opened your mouth to say the simple two-letter word of no, it got caught in your throat as you saw nothing else in front of you but a lost puppy; nibbling at his lip, Soobin anxiously clasped his hands and looked pleadingly at you.

“I beg for you to expend your generosity just one more time, miss” he spoke again as you failed to answer. “I shall reward and return everything you had done for me in so little time once I return home, I’ll make sure to tell the mage to send at least ten chests of gold for you.”

That sentence and the exasperation in his voice made you sigh a chuckle. “You better learn my address to send those chests of gold, prince.” Soobin nodded eagerly, still waiting for you to give him an answer. “Fine, you can stay… only under the condition of you finding a job."

“A job?” repeating the world in his mouth, Soobin tilted his head and narrowing his eyebrows. “Why?”

“Because I don’t have enough money to feed you and me forever and you can't keep taking Yeonjun’s clothes for free either,” you stated, reassuming your own little job of finishing the ramen. “You did have a job before, right?”

“Well, not exactly,” he answered. “I guess my job is being a prince until I take the crown.”

“So nepo baby,”, you sighed in jealously, ignoring the flustered look the boy gave you by your words.

“Did you call me baby?” he whispered but it didn’t reach your ears as it was so low.

The both of you quickly finished the rest of your food just in time for Granny to bring seconds; conversation between you and the prince flowed naturally, him telling you all about the Fifth Great Kingdom from the vast meadows full of flowers where he’d take strolls from time to time to the big castle he lived in, big enough to host beautiful parties all night long.

Neither of you noticed the way you were being watched.

Soobin was lucky indeed for having stumbled upon you. Not only you had taken pity in him and decided to help him in a state he knew not everyone would, but you started teaching him about the magic in your own world. He first realized about it, about the way he was learning things in a way he never thought he could, when one day -after a few days of living toghteter- you got back home with the news of having found a perfect job for him, big smile spreading in your face as you rushed in taking off your shoes and dropping off your things in the couch.

“The public library?” he questioned as he carefully cut down the vegetables on the kitchen counter the way you had taught him to. He heard the water running as you washed your hands quickly beside him.

“Yeah, turns out the old librarian is a little too old and can’t move like she used to, so they need someone to take her place and mostly just put the books back in their place, maybe some watching out of people making out in a hall and nothing else.” You said as you grabbed another knife and stood next to him, picking up a few still perfectly shaped vegetables and starting cutting them at a speed Soobin had yet to reach. “It’s not a too much demanding job and you’ll get to earn some money, what do you say?”

“Well, what do you think?” he asked, stopping his hand with the knife and looking over at you. Feeling his eyes in your face, you refused to look up and continued giving the vegies all of your attention.

“I think you should try it out,” you muttered, eyebrows frowning as some strands of hair fell annoyingly over your face and you tried blowing them away.

“If you think I should do it, I’ll do it.” Soobin’s fingers brushed against the skin on your temple as he carefully pulled them behind your ear, not ignoring the way the tip of your ears were a soft shade of pink, a small grin on his lips.

You flinched a little startled at the sudden touch and hissed in pain when the knife in your hand clumsily brushed against the open palm of your hand, a diagonal cut in the middle of it where blood started pooling.

“Ah, fuck-“ You dropped the knife onto the counter, the loud clank making Soobin flinch himself a little. He watched how you bit down harshly on your lip as you rushed to the sink, whining softly as you put your hand under the running water. “Soobin, pass me some tissues, please, I need to put some pressure here."

He didn’t need to be told twice as he quickly pulled a fist of tissues and rushed to you; you grabbed a few and quickly pressed them against your palm, after thanking him for stop the running water.

“Are you okay? Does it hurt a lot? Should I go get a physician?” he questioned, worry noticeable in his voice as his eyes followed you walking towards the bathroom. You chuckled softly; after a few days living with the man, you had learnt a few antics of him like worrying too much about things that weren’t so serious.

“It’s alright, no physician needed, I need you though, I mean-“you laughed awkwardly, cringing at your own mumbling. “I can use some help with bandaging my hand.” The both of you walked into the too small for two people bathroom and you nodded with your head towards the cabinet in front of you. “There, it should be a first aid box, could you get it?”

“Of course,” you didn’t have time to move away before you felt the faint brushing of his chest on your back as he towered over you, arms extended and long fingers pulling out the box. “Turn around, please.” He muttered as he opened the box and pulled what he thought was needed; you actually felt a little surprised to see him moving with such certainty, already used to the man who knew too little of the world or, at least, your world.

Of course, Soobin knew how to treat wounds; he used to have to tend to some of his after long, heavy hours of swordsmanship training.

So, you just stood there as he didn’t hesitate to hold your hand in his while he used his other hand to clean the cut, too focused on finishing quickly to even notice the way his big hand stood out under yours or the way your pretty fingers trembled a little at the burning feeling in your hand. The man swiftly wrapped your hand in a bandage, smiling softly after his work was finished and finally shifting his eyes to look at you, just realizing the close proximity between the two of you as you almost had your back pressed against the wall behind you; him towering over you.

“… Done,” he whispered, his fingers lingering on your hand as he gently cupped it trying to avoid brushing against the covered cut. “How is it?”

“Good” you mumbled under your breath, too caught on the way his dark eyes seemed to spark as they looked into yours, perfectly shaped eyebrows knitting in worry as you gulped and blinked a few times, trying to collect your thoughts. “… It’s good, it hurts- but it’s not good that it hurts, I meant it’s good it’s healed- I mean, cured, god at least it’s not bleeding anymore.”

Soobin chuckled softly, amused in the way your eyes furiously tried to avoid meeting his and how flustered you became by the second. It had probably been a kind of romantic moment if you hadn’t panicked at the suffocating feeling in between two walls and pushed past him, finally breathing properly once you stepped into the hall.

“We should go,” you told him quickly walking to the living room, grabbing your bag, avoiding his stare. “Let’s get you that job on the library, okay?” Soobin stopped in his tracs in the middle of the living room instead of following you, making you frown a little. “What is it?”

“I think I should finish cooking lunch first,” he said, eyes trailing back to the kitchen where the vegetables still were.

You took Soobin to the public library after the two of you quickly finished making lunch. The place was just as old as they came but still in a perfect state as their owners had always took care of it. Big, tall labyrinth of shelving filled with books of any kind you could ever imagine was what welcomed the prince as he followed you in, silence reigning, quiet whispers being heard far away.

“Hello ma’am, I brought the friend I told you about earlier” you said, lowering your voice to a whisper as you stepped in front of a desk where an old lady sat down, a book in her lap. She moved, indeed, very slowly as she looked up and raised her shaky hand to fix the glasses over her eyes, smiling softly as her sight focused on the both of you. Soobin greeted the old lady properly, whispering just like you had.

“Thank you so much, you both dears, shall we get to know each other while I give you a small tour around, my child?” she asked to Soobin who nodded and waited patiently as the woman moved little by little to get off her chair and walk to him. The prince, as charming as ever, quickly offered his arm for the woman to support herself and she gladly grab onto him, walking very slowly to the first stop.

“I’ll be over there, have fun” you said as you watched him look over your shoulder for you, wondering if you were going to tag along as well; Soobin nodded and walked away with the old librarian.

You took a seat down on an empty round table, just in front of the beautiful stained glass that reached the ceiling, tinting the inside of the library of beautiful colors as the sunshine shone through it. Pulling out your own books from your bag and settling everything else you needed, you used the time to study, already a little behind on some of your classes.

Time flew by and before you knew it, it was already dark outside. As the day went by you had seen Soobin walking over there, learning the trades of a librarian, carrying books back to their shelves, moving the tall ladder when he’d have to place the book on the top of it, pushing the little cart when the books were too much to move by himself. He seemed to have caught on quickly on his tasks, stopping from time to time to ask the old lady behind the desk a few things.

“Hey, isn’t that guy so cute?” you heard the quiet conversation of a few people sitting on the table next to yours, you quickly tried to log your ears off the conversation. “Do you think I should ask him for his number?”

“I know, right? I’ve been staring at him all day, he’s so dreamy” another one said, sighing in love after. “But be honest, a guy like that must be taken, right?”

“Well, we won’t know until we ask him.”

“You should do it.”

You closed your book harshly, the sound rumbling on the quietness of the library, some heads turning in your direction, Soobin��s included. The boy smiled at the sight of you, awkwardly shifting in your seat and mumbling a quietly sorry to the people whose silence had been disturbed by you. He put down a few books on a random shelf and moved towards you, oblivious to the flustered group of people who had just been walking about him.

“Hey,” he mumbled, his hands resting against the wood of your table as he leaned in, his eyes looking down at your texts. You looked up quickly, too immersed in your own thoughts to have realized he had gotten close. “The lady told me I could leave already a while ago, should we go back home?”

Something in the way he muttered the last few words made you flinch inside, closing your hand over your thigh under the table, invisible to the boy’s eyes as you try to sound relaxed answering. “Let’s go,”

“I will let her know then” He said, smiling at you before almost jogging back to the librarian’s desk while you exhaled the air that was retained in you, quickly picking up your things.

“See? Told you a guy like him would be taken already” “Agh, I’m so jealous.”

“Miss y/n, close your eyes” was the first thing Soobin told you when the both of you walked out the library; arching an eyebrow at him, you eyed him suspiciously.

“Why should I?” you questioned, noticing the way he hid his hands behind his back, excited smile on his heart-shaped, pink lips that quickly shifted into a soft pout at your words, thinking over what to say.

“Mmh… please?” he tried again, the smile coming back to his face even more beautifully than before. You rolled your eyes but still closed them afterwards, mumbling a soft okay. A few seconds passes before you heard him speak again. “Okay, open up now, please.”

The first thing you saw were his shiny eyes waiting for your reaction; the second thing you saw was the envelope he held in his hands. His first pay. You laughed, smile growing on your face finding excitement his too cute for his own good.

“Congrats!” you said acting too fast to actually think about what were you doing when you closed your arms around his frame, patting his back softly a few times before your body stiffened and your hand froze in midair. “Oh- sorry, I didn’t rea- hmp!” Before you could pull away from him, his large arms caught you in between him, pushing you back into him, feeling the heat of his body irradiating towards you. Your chin was barely hanging from his shoulder, tip of your toes touching the ground and Soobin shrinking a little. You pat him subtly on his back when the hug got too long for the sake of your sanity, clearing your throat once. “Mh.” Then twice, a little louder as you bumped your fist against your closed lips. “Mh mh!” Following the increase of your pats on his back.

Soobin’s hold around you loosened up and you put a step of space in between you, pretending as it your tinted cheeks weren’t visible to the eye at all. “What do you say about hanging out to celebrate your step into full adulthood?” you said, grin spreading in your face as the idea came into your mind.

“That’s sounds about right, miss y/n” the prince answered, adoring the way your small bLush spread through your face and ears to his display. “Where shall we go?” he questioned as he started walking next to you, following whatever you were headed.

Neon lights were the first thing that caught Soobin’s attention as the both of you stepped into the arcade. Fortunately for you, as it was still a day of the week there weren’t many people around so most of the games were free. You smiled excited as you looked around, reminding how many times you used to come with Yeonjun after a long day of classes in high school. Soobin was starstrucked as he looked just everywhere, from the colorful platform some kids were jumping while facing the big screen grabbing themselves onto a railing behind them to the people holding false guns and shooting at the zombies displaying on the screen.

“Come on! We need to get some coins to use the games,” you said, excitement in your voice as you pulled Soobin from the sleeve. He eyed curiously at the little machine you two stopped at, noticing how you were pulling out some bills from your wallet.

“Wait, let me” he said pulling the first bill from his own payment, softly putting your money down.

“You sure? I mean, it’s literally your first own money,” you mumbled, trying to put your own bill inside the machine’s mouth but again being stopped by the man stepping in between you and the machine and peeking over his shoulder while inserted the bill.

“I owe you so much, miss y/n.”

You crossed your arms in your chest, tilting your head as you peeked beside him to look at the coins falling in exchange of the bill. “You should stop that, you know?”

Soobin and you started grabbing all of your coins, putting most of them in your pockets. His eyebrows furrowed, not really getting what you meant. “Stop what?”

“Calling me miss,” you stated watching from the corner of your eye his own eyes widening subtly at your words. “I think we’re close enough if you paying the arcade, Soobin” you said purposely accentuating and pronouncing every letter in his name. “Call me by name.”

“Now?” he questioned trying to remain looking calm which he did not very well. You nodded. “… Y/n, what do we do now?” Oh, the way he said your name was so sweet.

You took the prince to the basics first; killing some 3dimentional zombies was easy and, surprisingly, you learnt that the boy next to you had an incredibly aim, his points instantly going over yours in seconds. And, of course, when the both of you moved to shooting basketballs to the hoop, he was obviously advantaged thanks to his tall heigh, so Soobin just watched amused at you jumping in your spot throwing balls mindlessly at the hoop, uncontrollably laugh escaping from you as you watched the balls bouncing out of it.

You panted when the game ended, a small pout on your lips as you looked at the scores; Soobin missed the scores that indicated he had won again as his eyes were glued on the way your hair was ruffled and your cheeks were tinted red due to the effort you had put. Smile naturally growing in his face when you turned to look at him and stick out your tongue in his direction. He couldn’t help but laugh, oh, weren’t you so cute?

“I want to try this one,” he said after a short walking in search for the next game, stopping in front of the machine that caught his attention by the big colorful hammers it had. You quickly inserted a coin and grabbed one of the hammers, Soobin copying your action. “Wait, how does this one wor-

He was rudely cut off when you hit the machine with your hammer, a chuckle coming from your lips as your eyes waited carefully to the next prying head for you to smash. Soobin quickly caught on what the game was about but he found himself getting distracted by the not-so-subtly way you crashed the hammer against the machine.

“Uh? Hey!” you protested when Soobin gave you a small push with his hip, making you lose your focus. He chuckled and continued hitting his hammer against the strange gnomes’ heads that peeked out from it. You huffed annoyed at him and returned the push with your hip a little harsher. “Stupid” you mumbled under your breath.

Soobin scoffed and didn’t hesitate to lift his hand and spread it around your shoulders, his fingers finding the skin on your cheek, pinching and pulling from it making you look away from the gnomes and squeal as you try to get him off you. Your hand quickly pressed against his chin, pushing his face up to look away as well; you heard him groan annoyed as he too try to fight your hold back.

The game quickly came to an end and the two of you ended with the lowest possible scores ever. You turned to look at him retracting your hand from his face and pointing your finger at him. “You’re a cheater, prince!” You exclaimed; your cheek still caught in between his fingers. He laughed at the way your skin stretched and finally let go you, his hand softly brushing against your back, little marks around his eyes appearing as he held the most beautiful smile ever.

“Cute” he said, caughting you by surprise.

“W-what?”

“Don’t get mad at me, you cute thing” He said clearer this time, his finger now brushing a strand of hair out of your face and behind your ear. Your mouth opened a little bit as you searched for words in your mind; Soobin chuckled before taking a step back. “It makes me want to beat you at every game.”

The two of you went on and on until your coins started weighting less and less in your pockets. You smiled as you pointed at the photobooth on a corner, quickly walking toward the machine and moving the curtain to get into it. When Soobin didn’t walk behind you, you peeked your head through the cloth and furrowed your eyebrows at him.

“What’s wrong? Come here,” you demanded, your hand quickly finding his wrist and pulling him inside.

“What is this thing?” he asked as he clumsily took a seat beside you inside the cramped photobooth. He watched how you inserted one coin and soon after the image of the two of you, hairs ruffled after so much playing and sparkly eyes, appeared in the screen in front of you.

“Let’s take some pictures,” you said pressing the bottom to start the countdown. You pointed and the camera over the screen, telling him he was supposed to look at the little black dot. “Should we smile?”

“Okay.”

3, 2, 1. The first picture was the two of you, grinning at the camera quite awkward and stiff.

“Oh, look” You exclaimed, noticing the things under your feet. A malicious smile creeped in your face as you grabbed a pair of bunny ears and put them over Soobin’s head. “They suited you.”

“How does this suit me?” he mumbled looking at himself on the screen. His hand moved to the things and pulled the first thing he grabbed: a crown. He chuckled. “Here, you put this one on.”

You let him place the crown over your head. “Does the crown suit me, prince?” you asked him, teasingly while turning your head to look into his eyes. He swallowed before nodding slowly.

“It does.”

3, 2, 1. 3, 2, 1. 3, 2, 1. You took the rest of your pictures quickly, changing position and faces, then switching the bunny ears and the crown for each other’s. You had to look twice at the boy after the crown was placed over his head; it actually suits him too well.

The printed pictures came out after a few minutes; you kneeled to pick them up and smiled fondly while looking at them as you stand back up, they came out cute. You handed them to Soobin for him to look, but he was already getting his face closer to yours to peek over your shoulder. Freezing as you felt his breath hitting the skin on your neck. “Cute.” He repeated, knowing perfectly well how he was too close to you now; his big hand rested over your shoulder and softly pulled from you, making you turn to face him, face too close to face. The hand on your shoulder slowly moved down on your arm, his fingers burning up the skin he touched until his fingers found yours.

Soobin lifted your bandaged hand with his up until it reached his face, softly pushing away your fingers with his chin and moving his face down to placed a deadly slow kiss against your palm with enough force for you to feel any pain. Oh, pain was the last thing you were feeling. His soft plump lips brushed against the cloth of the bandage, moving up to your fingers, kissing softly against your fingertips; his eyes never left yours.

The kisses trailed from your fingertips to the back of your knuckles and then to the back of your hand. Soobin put your hand back down and then tenderly cupped your face while his own face leaned closer, his breath hitting against your face. Your eyes flicked for a moment when his tongue swirled over his lips. “Y/n…” he whispered, his eyes savoring the way your own lingered on his lips. “Can I?”

You simply could nod and lean your face closer to his, your eyes closing before any contact could ever be made. His nose brushed yours as he placed his forehead against yours, taking a small moment before-

“Your Highness!”

Uh?

You opened your eyes only to find Soobin’s eyes as confused as yours. He pulled his face away a little, leaving his hands on your face as he frowned.

“Did also heard that or was I-

“Soobin, over here!” Soobin was caught off by the same voice, both of you looking more confused than before. Just when he took a step back and his hands left your face, both your gazes went down to the photobooth screen.

“What the f-

“Beomgyu?” muttered Soobin, frowning at the sight of his friend right there and taking the seat back in front of him. “What is wrong? Why are you contacting me now?”

“What do you mean now? I told you I was going to contact you again when we made some progress.” The mage answered, eyes looking tired as ever and lose hair framing his face. “I have good news for you, my dear friend, we are getting your golden spooned ass here on Sunday.”

“Sunday? But that is-

“In three days.” You said, finally getting over the shock of a man appearing at the screen out of nothing. Have you been drugged? Were you hallucinating? Why was Soobin actually being called ‘his highness’ by someone? You had had to blink at least five times after the man made his appearance.

“Who is that?” wondered the mage, squeezing his eyes even thought he could see nothing from his side. “Did I appear at a bad moment? Haha!”

You took the empty seat next to Soobin before speaking to the man on the screen; God, this felt like doing a videocall. “Who even are you?” Yes, if you had to be honest, you were a little annoyed at the bad timing of the mage and it was evident in your voice.

“You don’t know who I am?” inquired Beomgyu, horror visible in his face. “I am the most brilliant child of this Kingdom, the One Blessed at Birth, the Head of the Magic Tower and His Highness crown prince Soobin’s best friend.”

Oh, you didn’t his cocky ass one bit.

“Chill, dude, I didn’t ask for your resume or anything.” You scoffed grimacing at his disbelief image. “Besides, magic here doesn’t exist so you actually are, mhm… how do I put it nicely? A farce.”

Beomgyu gasped, a hand clenching in his chest as he was about to explode back at you before getting interrupted by Soobin’s voice. “Stop, the both of you.” If Soobin hadn’t been so caught off guard, he would have found the way you and Beomgyu huffed at the same time funny. “Back to the main point, Beomgyu.”

“… Right, we can get you back on Sunday,” Repeated the mage after fixing the frames on his face. “Sunday before midnight, I will be able to create a portal into our world in… here.” The image of the screen changed from the mage to a place Soobin didn’t know, but you did.

“That’s the Han River.” You told him, feeling the way his confused eyes flicked to look at you. You scoffed. “What? Is he supposed to jump from the bridge?” The sly smile in your face started fading away when the guy on the screen stayed silent. “He’s not, right?”

“Well, he does need to sink deep to reach the portal-

“Weren’t you supposed to be a level max mage?” You snarled finding the whole idea of Soobin actually jumping from the bridge ridiculous. But then again, this whole situation was ridiculous in the first place.

“Beomgyu, is there no other way? Can’t you just open a portal in a mirror?” Questioned Soobin after analyzing the worried expression in your face.

“You know I am an elemental mage, I chose the Han River exactly because of that so as long as you have me you will be safe, my friend.” Something strange, something big roared behind the mage that had him flinching in his place, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he frowned looking at something behind him. “I better go now, I have work to do here. Remember, Sunday before midnight. Oh, and you better be careful about that I told you about last time… I my predictions are correct they should be in that world already.”

You watched in silence how the image in front of you started disappearing until it was completely gone. The silence surrounding you felt heavy, even thought the fait noises from the arcade still reached you, but you weren’t sure about what you were supposed to say now, maybe something like: ‘Hey, good joke! This is a hidden camera prank, right?’ or something like ‘I guess you weren’t an insane person after all, congrats!’. Or maybe you should get on your knees and beg for forgiveness for everytime you made the boy clean your dirty dishes or maybe for calling him stupid or hugging him out of nowhere or-

“Y/n?” You snapped out of your trail of thought when Soobin started waving his hand in front of your face. “Do you feel alright?”

You knitted your eyebrows, face turning to him caughting on the most important fact of all the situation, he was leaving. It’s strange how quickly you had get used to him in your life, just as if he had always been a part of it which, of course, wasn’t the case. You gulped, forcing a little smile on your face as you nodded.

“Yeah, sorry, it’s just… a lot.” You answered, eyes flicking for a second to the screen in case that rude boy would come back. “It’s a lot to process, you know?”

“Well, I’m sure I told you before I was crown prince,” he said, eyebrow arching as his eyes looked amused into yours. “You did not actually think I was some lunatic all this time, right?” The silence and the look on your face was enough for him to get an answer; he laughed, both impressed and worried. “You did not! You are something else indeed, but please in the future do not let any other strange man sleep in your home, y/n.”

“Well, I couldn’t leave you alone, dumbass.” You muttered getting a little flustered, of course you wouldn’t have let any other strange dude get into your place at midnight, him was a special case.

“I am glad it was me who you found.” He said, his knuckles softly bumping against your forehead. You muttered a quiet hey before rubbing the spot, shooting him a glare. “Sunday before midnight, would you like to come with me to the Han River?”

You scoffed. “Of course, Soobin, how else are you supposed to get your ass there if I don’t go?” You rolled your eyes playfully, soft smile appearing in your face as he chuckled. “So, prince, what do you say about getting out of here and getting something nice to eat?”

Soobin smiled, teeth pressing down a little on his bottom lip as he nodded. “I would love that.” He would miss so much the way your pretty eyes looked into his.

“What happened?” Was the first thing Yeonjun asked when the door of your place was opened by a half-awake Soobin scratching the back of his head, small frown on his features as he tried opening his eyes to look at the boy.

“About what?”

Yeonjun rolled his eyes and pushed past open, letting a sleepy Soobin to close the door. “Y/n?” “Sleeping.” Yeonjun nodded at his words, before taking a seat down on the couch and pulling out his phone, a unique artifact Soobin had gotten to know thanks to you. “She texted me last night, told me she wanted to get drunk.”

Soobin covered his mouth for a yawn before taking the seat next to the boy, grabbing a small cushion and hugging it against his chest. He didn't knew you were the drinking type, so Yeonjun's words didn't have that much of an effect on him. “So what about it?"

“So,” Yeonjun scoffed as he rolled his eyes. “She can’t hold her alcohol, never could, she’s so baby but that’s why it doesn’t make sense so I’m guessing something upset her…” The older male arched an eyebrow at the sleepy prince. “Do you know anything?”

“Why don’t you ask her?”

“Cause she’s sleeping.” This was Soobin’s turn to roll his eyes. “There’s this party tonight, we can go if she wants to but I’m worried if she isn’t feeling okay.”

“I don’t know,” Soobin hummed, thinking about what could have upset you so much as Yeonjun said. “Maybe… I do not think this is a reason, but maybe because I am leaving tomorrow?”

“You’re leaving?!” Yeonjun exclaimed a little too loud for ten in the morning, making Soobin wince. “Leaving where? Thought you just moved in here permanently.”

“Our deal was always temporary.”

“Why are you two dumbasses making so much noise at this hour?” you growled walking down the hall still in your pajamas, still with bed hair, still with some dry drool on the corner of your lips. Yeonjun grimaced, you were the same as always. Your friend quickly got up and jumped over the couch in your direction, trapping yourself in his arms and squishing you against his chest. “Hey?? Good morning I guess.” You mumbled, sound muffling as your face was hidden.

“Morning babe,” Yeonjun pressed down a kiss on top of your head and rubbed your back tenderly. Soobin forced himself to look away when he started getting an uncomfortable feeling down in his gut; yet he still watches from the corner of his eyes how Yeonjun pulls your face up, holding you in between his hands, squeezing your cheeks forcing a small pout in your lips while your eyebrows knit together in confusion. The prince was nibbling down on his lip as Yeonjun leaned in closer to your face, worried eyes trailing every inch of your features. “What is it? What’s troubling you, baby? Can I hit it? Tell me if I have to take care of someone, okay? I’ll make sure to tell Granny too.”

You rolled your eyes at his words and tried to speak, but your words were muffled by the hold in your face. “You’ll just let Granny do all the dirty work.” You said once he let go of your face. “I’m fine, why are you more stupid than usual?”

Yeonjun turned to look over at Soobin, mouth forming a small open pout as he pointed his index finger at you with an incredulous look on his face. “Do you see this? This is what I get for being a good older br- ouch!”

Soobin had to hold back a little laugh when you stepped in Yeonjun’s feet, making the boy dramatically fall to the floor; rolling your eyes and snapping back to him as he rolled over a few times. This was something he was going to miss, just being able to fool around like he had heard Yeonjun say a few times before he’d start bothering you, always ending up in small quarrel. Always stopping the both of you to look back at Soobin, who always stared in amusement your interactions, before rushing to him and ganging up two against one.

“Can’t believe our little baby brother’s going away from home!” cried Yeonjun as he hugged Soobin, towering over his body and making the boy squirming under his touch. “We must go hard at tonight’s party then!”

Apparently, by going hard Yeonjun meant he was dressing you up or dolling you up as he would like to state. And boy was he over the moon as he now had not one but two dolls to play with, besides that it had been a while since the last time he had the chance to actually pull some nice clothes for you to wear on a night out.

“Am not wearing that one,” you said, crossing your arms over your chest as Yeonjun quickly rushed into the mannequin room at his place holding the ugliest dress you had ever seen in your life, rolling your eyes as Yeonjun protested at your immediate negative. “For starters, it’s almost winter and I probably would freeze to death if I go out with that,” you said, pointing with your index finger at the extremetly short and thin cloth. “Besides, you know what my style is, stop trying to get me to try your clothes out.”

“Sometimes I think you know me just too well,” your friend grumbled before throwing away the little dress somewhere in the room.

Dinner time came just in time when the three of you were already dressed up party-like enough; you not in the mini dress you friend firstly wanted but in a cute lace black top, long sleeves covering you from the cold of the night, tummy a little exposed till the belly button, a pair of baggy classic blue jeans and some military boots that gifted you a few centimeters more. You were in Yeonjun’s bathroom finishing up your makeup and hair when you heard the knocking on the door. Once, twice, thrice.

Peeking through the hall, you didn’t see any of the boys near so you walked down the hall, stopping in front of the door while the knocks continued. “Who is it?” you questioned, grabbing the door knob.

“Pizza delivery!” You assumed Yeonjun must have ordered some pizza to eat before the party while you were busy in the bathroom so just you opened the door and smiled at the tall delivery man, whose face you couldn’t see very well as it was mostly hidden behind a cap but you were able to see the thin smile on his lips stretching. “Hello there, you ordered a big peperone one?”

You hummed, that was Yeonjun’s favorite. “Yeah, that’s me…” You grabbed the pizza box he offered for you and squinted your eyes, trying to get a better look on his extremely pale face, was his hair blue? “… Do I have to pay or-

“It’s already been paid, miss” he answered, faint yet still there mocking tint in his voice. You almost flinched when he looked up and cold blue eyes, just like the color of his hair you confirmed, stared into you, grin widening. “Have a good night, princess.”

A shiver trailed down your spine, skin getting goosebumps as the man quickly walked away, the light of the hall flicking strangely. You almost pissed yourself when you heard a voice from behind you. “What are you looking at?”

Soobin snickered as you gasped and turned around, hitting him instinctively on the arm, the fear on your face shifting into annoyance. “What is wrong with you?” You snarled, closing the door behind you with a swift kick with your feet and waking past him to the kitchen, hearing his instant footsteps behind you.

Placing down the hot pizza box over the counter, you walked over to the fridge and smiled as you leaned in to grab a few bottles of soju and beer. Soobin rested his back against the wall, arms crossed over his chest as he followed your every move from grabbing a few glasses to pouring down the alcohol on them. Feeling his stare, you peeked over at him and actually paid attention to the pretty clothes he was wearing, especially to the oversized white shirt that suited him really well and the way his black, dark hair had been pushed back, pretty eyebrows and eyes on full display.

You didn’t have much more time to appreciate his pretty self until your friend walked into the door as well, dressed up nicely too, grinning at the smell of the pizza and rushing in grabbing a piece for himself. He practically hissed when you offered him one of the glasses with the mix you had made. “I’m the designated driver tonight, babe, so you better down that yourself.”

“I can drink it if you don’t want to,” spoke Soobin, gently taking the filled plus one drink in your hands before downing it all almost at once, your eyes mesmerized at the way his neck moved while he gulped down. He let out a refreshed sigh after putting down the glass, looking at you curiously as your mouth hanged open, Yeonjun chuckling on the background. “This is really nice, what is this drink?”

“My man is one of us!” Cheered Yeonjun, patting the prince’s shoulder and smiling at him. You grumbling under your breath one of you before sipping your own drink, trying to control your expression while the liquor burned down your throat.

The three of you hurried in finishing the pizza before you walked down the stairs of the complex, the cold breeze of the night hugging you as soon as you stepped out of the building. Yeonjun had convinced Granny to let him borrow her car, which -he said- she never did but this time she gave in right away after mentioning your name and the prince’s. Granny’s car was a little old fashioned but it carried out the main goal of taking you where you needed to go.

“Jungkook’s party” was what Yeonjun said when you asked him earlier where were you going. So, it did not surprise you when the car stopped in front of the big-ass house in one of those private neighborhoods you never stepped foot into, music rumbling under your feet as soon as you stepped out of the car.

As soon as you crossed the main entrance, you were met by a sea of people dancing everywhere to the loud music booming in your ears. Walking in between the two boys, you held onto Yeonjun’s shirt with a hand, while the other was being caught by Soobin’s palm interwinding his fingers with yours.

It the prince had to be honest, this wasn’t what he had in mind when he heard the word ‘party’. This was the complete opposite to the parties he was so used to; no classical music nor orchestra playing live, no knowledge of the word ‘personal space’ as he watched the way people swung their bodies against each other’s, hands caressing, grabbing, squeezing for the bare eyes; lips meeting skin as if they were the only people in the room.

He himself was no saint, but at least he knew the common decency of privacy. His mind landed in the thought of you; this was your world, so if the people here just did that meant it was something you probably would do too, right? Oh, Soobin found the mere thought of you dancing with a stranger so infuriating, even more when he noticed the way some people looked at you with notorious lust in their eyes.

For a moment, you panicked when Soobin’s hand let go of yours and you thought he had gotten lost in between the people; when an arm snaked around your waist and you felt a warm, hard chest meeting your back, you panicked even more. “Uh, where’s Yeonjun?” Soobin had to press his lips near your ear for you to hear him clearly over the loud music, his hot breath with a tint of the alcohol he had drink earlier hitting against your ear and cheek. You blinked for a second, realizing you had let go of your hold onto Yeonjun while getting distracted with Soobin. “Ah, fuck-“ you muttered as you couldn’t see him around anymore, only people dancing and drinking around you.

The fact that the warm body of the prince was clinging to your back didn’t let you think properly, or maybe it was that glass of soju and beer you had down before leaving the complex that it was already clouding your mind, yet you managed to move your own feet in the kitchen’s way, a sigh of relief as it wasn’t so filled with people as the entrance. You waited for Soobin to let go of you as you weren’t going to get lost now but the boy’s large arm just rested there, his fingers pressing on the side of your waist.

“Wanna drink?” You asked to the boy behind you as you reached out your arm to the counter, grabbing two of those classic red plastic cups and then looking at the different kinds of alcohol in display; God, Jeon Jungkook was filthy rich if he let one of the most expensive Whiskeys of the industry to people’s reach.

Soobin hummed as his head peeked over your shoulder at your actions; grabbing a bottle and pouring down its content into the two cups, yours visibly more filled than his. Soobin’s free hand sneaked over you and pulled away that cup from your hands, hearing your whines in protest and chuckling softly as you squirmed against him.

“Yeonjun said you can’t hold your alcohol, y/n, you should be careful.” Said the boy before sipping the strange drink and almost gagging at his awful taste, throat almost giving up. “God, what is this?”

“Vodka” you simple answered, before throwing your head behind bumping the top of it against Soobin’s chest, and downing the cup even thought your throat was burning like hell, some drops sliding from the corner of your lips. Soobin clicked his tongue and try to pull away the cup from you but you had already emptied it. “Soobin you’re clingy tonight, what is it?” you mumbled, putting away the cup and turning around in your heels; the hand that had stayed around your waist now hugged your back as you looked up at the prince.

Your eyes were already weighting on your face as you blinked a few times to focus on his worried features looking back at you, hand moving on its own as you caressed his cheek with your fingers, heart felt like melting when Soobin leaned in even more in your touch. A lazy grin drew in your face.

“Cute.”

Soobin placed his own hand over yours against his and swiftly moved his head, lips pressing down against the palm of your hand in a warm kiss. Then he said those four words that had the spell on you breaking. “I will miss you” “Oh”

Oh indeed. You remembered why you had wanted to come to the party in the first place: to get drunk and, if possible, knocked out and, if possible, to get all of your memories with the prince wiped away from your mind because you knew, one hundred percent sure, that once he was gone for good, you’ll be left alone again. Of course, there were Yeonjun and Granny and your friends and, fuck it, even Jungkook’s Whiskey looking really good right now, but the way you had gotten used in so little time to the boy’s presence in your place and in your life was something that, once taken away, was going to left you devastated.

The mere thought of it, even though it hadn’t happened yet, made your heart clench in your chest. And so, you couldn’t find yourself to say the same to the prince, whose eyes stared intensely at you while you forced a little smile on your face, biting down at your lip to avoid looking like an abandoned puppy.

Just like him when you first met him.

Well, fuck. “Let’s go dance” you said squirming away from his touch and walking to the sea of people dancing along to the music, ignoring wheter Soobin followed you or not and just trying to forget about what was in your mind as you started moving yourself.

The prince just walked out of the kitchen and over to a corner in the room, eyes fixated on yourself as he watched carefully the way you danced, hips moving to the rhythm, hair swinging in a way that had the eye captured, eyes closed, soft smile on your lips. You were eye-catching and from his point of view he spotted some others who seemed to have caught the sight of you too. The prince was about to go on your rescue when he saw a guy making his way to where you were, but Yeonjun beat him to it; an arm hugging you over your shoulders as he leaned in closer to your ear to mumble something was what Soobin saw, clenching his hands in fists as he was too late and as he saw the way you burst out laughing at whatever Yeonjun had said.

But Yeonjun didn’t spare you too much of his time before he was gone again after being pulled away by some random girl and before anyone could come close to you, Soobin was already by your side; he was not going to repeat that little mistake from a minute ago. You, of course, didn’t notice the tall boy standing awkwardly by your side, other bodies bumping against him, his eyes just on you. You only realized Soobin had walked to where you where when a big, warm hand fell over your shoulder, turning around to look at the prince.

You smiled, he was so handsome and you were so drunk already. You didn’t even hesitate before pressing your body to his and stepping in your tip toes, your hands grabbing each side of his shoulders for support as you got near his ear, your nose playfully brushing the side of his cheek before saying to him: “Hello my prince.”

Soobin didn’t fail to notice the way your words came out lazier than usual, almost stepping into each other and he realized the alcohol must have reached your head by now when you started giggling like a small child and rested your forehead against his shoulder. His hands trailed instinctively around your small body, pressing you even closer if it was possible; your own hands moved on their own over his shoulder and around the back of his neck.

“Fuck-“ you mumbled, voice cracking at the word as you felt your heart aching. One of your hands went up and caressed his soft hair, closing your eyes when he started caressing your back on the same way.

“Come here.” He mumbled in your ear, walking away from the sea of dancing people and to a quieter hall where just a few people were, some already knocked out and some just stepping away for a second before going back to the party; the light was dim above your head so when you looked up to see Soobin you had to squint your eyes to focus his face. As soon as your gaze lifted up to his face, his hands cupped your cheeks, wiping away some of the tears that had been falling from your eyes before you could stop them. “Tell me what has got you like this, y/n.”

“… You.” You mumbled, looking away from his worried eyes, eyebrows knitting as your eyes watered even more and you bit down the pout on your lip. “I’m so mad, why do you have to leave? Why did you have to come in the first place? Why- ah, fuck.” You sobbed a little, clenching his shirt in your hands as you spoke. “It’s so sad, Soobin, I really like you in my life.”

One look at the prince’s eyes and you already got a clear answer: he can’t. He’s a prince, for God’s sake and from another fucking world. If you didn’t the worst luck of all, then you felt really sorry for whoever was a level up to yours.

“I…” Soobin chew down on his own lift, his heart beating painfully as the look in your face hurt him even more. “I like you in my life too.”

You chuckled the irony out of your body and try wiping the tears away with your own hand, but it was soon caught in Soobin’s hand and pulled away from your face.

“Y/n, I don’t think I will ever be able to forget you” he mumbled, his hand leading you to rest over his shoulder again before finding the spot on your back with his big palm and pushing you closer to him. “You have left me impregnated in you by the rest of my days so, please, rest assure that I will think and dream about you every single day until my final breath.”

Your breath hitched and before you knew it you were brushing your own lips against his, space almost inexistent in between the two.

“Don’t let me forget, Soobin.”

Truth was, you were sure you weren’t ever going to forget the way Soobin’s soft, fleshy lips felt against yours, or the way his swift movements paced your sloppy ones, or the way you drank in every single gasp of his when you would brush your tongue against his bottom lip, which you quickly became addictive to. Or the way his tongue moved in your mouth more roughly after you had bit down his pretty lip, both of his hands now holding you by your waist, fingers pressing against your exposed skin.

You don’t know just how much time passed in between kisses, but you didn’t care either. A small whine came out of your lips when Soobin softly pulled away, his forehead resting against yours, both of your swollen lips inches apart as you panted heavily, his half-lidded eyes staring into yours.

“I feel like I could do this forever” he whispered, breath fanning over your mouth. You hummed in agreement, leaning in to place a tender kiss in his lips, short but still filled with passion; then moved to the corner of his lips and then up making an invisible path of kisses to his jaw and down his long neck, a soft smile appearing as the prince hummed in delight at the feeling of your warm lips on him. His lips fell open as a gasp escaped from his mouth when you started nibbling down on his skin, alternating in soft bites and then small licks to soothe the spot. “Fuck, that feels good.”

You snickered quietly, moving up again to his ear and placing a soft kiss against it before saying: “Let’s go home, please? Wanna get some sleep.”

Soobin smiled softly, turning his head to kiss your forehead while nodding. “Of course, beautiful, should we go find Yeonjun?”

Shit, Yeonjun.

You had completely forgotten about tonight’s designater driver and, after sending him a few massages and getting no answer from him, Soobin and you started searching for your friend in the insides of Jungkook’s house, of course, making subtle stops for some kisses when you started missing the feeling of his lips or him when he’d capture you in between his arms and trapped your lips surprisingly with his. After a while, you walked into Yeonjun as he stepped out of some random room on the second floor of the house, hair disheveled, lips as swollen as yours, clothes a little messy.

He looked the two of you up and down, analyzing every detail of your state and the way Soobin’s hand still rested against the skin on your waist, his eyes peeking over your head as he stood behind you. Scoffing, Yeonjun was about to say something when a girl in the same state of him walked out the same room, looking at the trio standing outside in slight panick before rushing away down the hall.

“Isn’t that Jungkook’s-

“I won’t say anything if you don’t.”

You nodded; a silent pact made with your friend. Yeonjun didn’t need to hear twice your plea to leave before walking down the stairs and out of the house, Soobin and you quickly following his steps towards Granny’s car.

The way home was quiet, just the low music of the radio setting a chill mood as you leaned against the seat, a tired sigh leaving your mouth as you watched the narrow path outside. Yeonjun hugged you goodbye once you reached his floor and promised to see you again tomorrow.

Soobin closed the door after you walked into your own place, kicking out your boots lazily as you dragged your feet inside, coming to a stop when you didn’t hear Soobin’s steps behind. “What are you doing there?” you asked, turning a little to look at him standing in front of the mat on the floor he slept. Waving your hand at him, a soft smile drew on your face. “Come here, let’s go to sleep.”

Soobin didn’t need to be told twice; he quickly dragged his own feet, following you into your room and closing the door on his back, looking at you moving to grab some makeup wipes, an almost inaudible whine coming out of you as you were too lazy to do it, but still started brushing the wipe over your face. The prince walked closer and took the wipe from your hand, lifting up your face with a finger pushing up your chin.

“Let me help you,” he said, leaning in for a kiss before doing what you had started. You closed your eyes, grateful for his actions, enjoying the often kisses he would give you from time to time, until you heard him say he was done. Soobin walked out of your room for a second to change into a pair of clothes he had borrowed from Yeonjun as you also used the time to change into your pajamas, a sigh of relief outing you as you laid down on your bed.

“Come here Soobin” you mumbled to him, reaching out your hand to the boy once he was back. He smiled and walked over, taking the empty spot in your bed next to you, his arms immediately caughting you in between them and hugging you against his chest, his lips leaving a kiss on the top of your head. Tilting your head up, you were meet by his lips brushing against yours, skin barely touching as his eyes looked down at your mouth.

“I might become obsessed with you at this point” he whispered over your mouth, the words making his lips move against yours. You nodded, that little movement, again, making your lips move against his. “I am forever grateful to have met you, beautiful.”

“Shut up and kiss me already” even if that’s what you said, you were still the one to finally close the tiny gap in between your lips, both of you instantly melting against the other. “I hope this would be a dream” you whispered, hiding your face on the crook of his neck.

“If this is a dream I wish to never wake up.”

You had expected Soobin’s last day on your world to be extremely sad and heartbreaking, yet once again it surprised you how ironical and unpredictable could life be.

You had had a nice sleep in the prince’s arm, waking up around midday when the unstoppable sounds of pictures being taken shook you out of your dream. And not only you had been woken up, but Soobin as well as Yeonjun screamed trying to avoid the murderous, flying pillows you threw at the boy.

“You’ll thank me later, babe!” He cried out, jumping to avoid the pillow on his crotch.

After that, everything became a little bit more chaotic, for example while having breakfast together, when you told Yeonjun that he needed to drive Soobin and you to the Han River where he would have to sink in to teleport back to his world, a world where he, Choi Soobin, the kid he had dressed himself was crown prince, king to be, him, the Choi Soobin.

“You’re both mentally ill, aren’t you?”

Still fully convinced, Yeonjun agreed to drive you to the Han River; after all, he would definitely get scolded if you were to snitch to Granny, so he just complied after a good annoying resistance.

But that was just the tip of the iceberg; what actually came after that was probably the most cinematographic and traumatic-as-fuck incident of your life, because for a second you were cuddling with Soobin in your couch spending what little time left he had, two hours left till midnight, and the other second you were both spread on the floor, caughting, unable to see anything as the room was covered in white dust after the ceiling fell over your heads, almost crashing the both of you if it weren’t for Soobin’s reflexes throwing you away and then jumping from his spot.

“What the fuck!?”

“Y/n? Wait, don’t move!”

“HEHEHEHEHEHEHE”

That laugh radiating some veil, foul, evil didn’t make you get goosebumps but a whole fucking need of a new soul as yours felt like leaving your body. Covering your mouth and nose to shakily breath in, you squinted your eyes trying to find Soobin, walking over to the tall shower you first caught a glimpse, realizing too late your prince didn’t have blue hair.

“Hello there, little princess”

“Y/n? Where are you? Run away, quickly!"

You looked up at the delivery man first with confusion, then with fear as his smile only grew bigger and bigger, his cold blue, mad eyes staring into yours with a glint of amusement.

“Who the fuck-“ you cursed under your breath after your voice cracked out of fear, the man only snickering again in delight of your reaction.

“Be afraid, you should, such a shame I didn’t get to kill you both” the man lamented, clicking his tongue as his finger pointed up at the hole in the ceiling; you expected to see some extremely freaked out upstair neighbors after the lost of their floor, but you only met nothing; pure, pitch black nothing. “Be good, now, little princess, and I might let you live… After all, I just want his life.”

God, what had Soobin done to have the mad-ass pizza delivery man wanting to kill him that badly? Yeez.

“Oh, yeah? Over my dead body.” Of course, there were some times when you weren’t the smartest in the room, for example, right now, but you were just a girl under pressure and one who didn’t backed down without a fight.

The man laughed even louder, making you wince at his high pitch. “HEHEHE! So amusing, you little rats! You have nothing to lose yet you put all of you into saving it, haha! So very thrilling!”

You were about to make some smart comment about how you were not a rat when a loud thump interrupted you; jumping away when the man in front of you collapsed in front of you, Soobin coming into sight with a frying pan held up in his hands and a wild look on his face.

“Are you okay?” He asked, stepping over the man’s back to reach you, placing the frying pan under in between his arm and ribs, his hands grabbing your face and inspecting everywhere for any kind of injury.

“Soobin, what the fuck?” you questioned, panicked in your eyes as the man had finally shut up and now you could let your own emotions flow freely, shaky hands hugging yourself as your eyes trailed to the immobile laying on your floor. “A fraying pan? Is he dead? Oh my god, do I have to hide a body now?”

“Hey, look at me,” Soobin squeezed your cheeks in between his palms, leaning in his face closer to yours to block the way of the delivery man on the floor from your eyes. “You’re okay, but we need to go now, quickly.”

“Go where?” you cried out being dragged by him out of your destroyed place and down the stairs.

“Hey! What happened? Heard some crazy sound from upst- woah, what’s going on?”

Yeonjun was just on his way towards your place; he wasn’t usually the one to get cranky at noisy neighbors, but what he had just heard felt like some kind of explosion and he wanted to make sure you were okay. So, all of his worries only grew when he stumbled with the two of you, covered in white dust and with a frying pan being held as if it was some kind of sword. Yeonjun got no answer, but he was just dragged down with you holding onto his arm. If there was a crazy psychopath in your place, there was no way you were leaving Yeonjun behind.

"Do you still have Granny’s car?” asked Soobin as he dragged the two of you out of the building and looked around to spot the red car. Yeonjun nodded, mumbling an of course as he stuck out the car’s keys. “Let’s go, we need to move.”

“Go where?” questioned Yeonjun, still getting into the driver’s seat while you took the seat next to his and Soobin the ones in the back. There was a loud rumbling on the ground that did not belong to the car you had just gotten in.

“Han River” he stated, looking over the window at the flicking lights of the whole building. You had to be honest, the image in front of your eyes before Yeonjun stepped on the gas pedal reminded you of fucking Stranger Things; sky tinting a shade of red yet not due to the sunset. Honks were blown as your friend drove in a hurry and carelessly through the cars, his eyes flicking to the review mirror and looking at the weird ass man standing in the middle of the street you were just a second ago, his cold eyes seemed like staring directly into Yeonjun’s as a sick smile drew on his face.

“Who’s your friend? Seems cool!”

“And really pissed off at you Soobin, what the fuck was the on my ceiling?”

“I-I can explain… And I will definitely pay the expenses of the broken ceiling, I swear!”

Driving to the Han River from your apartment was a ride of almost an hour, and if you were lucky and bad traffic wasn’t on your side, you’d be there without wasting so much time. But of course, things couldn’t go that way and just when you were about to reach the bridge crossing the river, Yeonjun stopped the car, getting stuck in between a large line of cars. You frowned as you wondered why, it wasn't even rush hour, could this be some kind of little trick from the same crazy pizza delivery man?

There's still a full hour till midnight, you thought as you you read the time on your phone. Your hands moved immediately to unbuckled your self and opened the door in the middle of the traffic, some curious eyes looking at you from their cars.

“What do you think your doing?” Roared Yeonjun watching as you quickly pulled open the backseat door and Soobin got out of the car as well. “Y/n, I swear to god, if you don’t stop right there-

“He needs to get out of here, Junnie! you exclaimed, looking pleadingly at your friend. “And I need to make sure he gets there, please, I’ll be back as soon as I can” A strong gust of wind sent your hair flying to a side, and still out in the cold air you didn't felt any cold, adrenaline rush warming up your body.

Yeonjun sighed, a hand brushing his hair anxiously before nodding reluctantly, an index finger pointing out in your direction before you were off. “You better be back safe, babe, I’m ratting you out to Granny if you don’t.”

“Of course,” you smiled at him. “I love you.” Turning to face the prince, whose hands still hold onto the fraying pan, you grabbed his free hand and starting running towards the bridge, a few honks blown in your direction as you rushed through the cars. “C’mon, let’s go!”

For a moment, all you heard was white noise and your distant pants as you approached the bridge, running and running for a very long time as the two of you got on the bridge, reaching a fair place in its middle; you only came to a stop when Soobin slowed down and pulled from your hand. The prince’s face was glowing up due to the bridge’s lights, warm and even cozy on the railings. His hair was disheveled and his chest moved up and down as he caught his breath. The sky was almost as red as blood over your heads, the fast kind increasing in speed.

"I think it will be alright if I go into the portal a little bit before midnight" Soobin said, his hand grabbing yours pulling you in for a tight hug, his nose nuzzling against the crook of your neck. "Everything will be alright once I am gone, okay? Make sure to return quickly to Yeonjun, please, just be safe."

You knitted your eyebrows, blinking away the tears you didn't want to pour right now, and hugged him back tightly, almost crashing your body against his and making him stagger a little; your hands closing in his shirt. "I'm gonna miss you so much, Soobin" you mumbled, voice falttering even if you didn't want it to.

Soobin held your head back before pressing down his lips over yours one more time, a last kiss filled with desperation and hunger and longing and affection, your hands clenching the back of his shirt. You breath in deeply, trying to print his scent into your brain.

“Aw, how disgusting.”

Then it happened all just too quickly for your mind to even process it correctly; one moment you were pulling away from the kiss to look at the standing man in front of the both of you, a few feet away, then you were forgetting how to breath as a pair of black and thick tentacles popped out of his back, moving at a speed even faster than light in your direction.

You never ever in your life thought about a pair of tentacles strangling your waist with enough force to make you feel you were about to go pop, but, of course, there you were, hanging from the bridge as you felt the air leaving your body, ringing in your ears blocking the desperate calls from Soobin who wasn’t even in a better situation from yours; tentacles grabbing him by the legs and hanging him upside down.

“Fuck! Kai, let her go!” Soobin yelled, his eyes never looking away from your pale figure, not even realizing the kind of request he had made, his mind too focused on you to realize. The pizza delivery man- Kai crooked an eyebrow at the prince’s words, a mocking smile appearing in his face.

“Oh? Should I be a merciful person with you, Your Highness? At least once?” he questioned, humming as if faux lost in thought before shrugging nonchalantly. “Okie, here you go- ups!”

Soobin screamed of your name didn't reached your ears.

For a moment, you breath in deeply, desperately gasping for air. The you crashed into something cold, harsh, making you skin burn, first your head then the rest of your body; air left you again, disappearing completly from your system, water getting too much into you, mouth, nose, eyes, everywhere. Then it burned- everywhere in your body burned but you couldn’t scream- you couldn’t move and then, you were out.

a/n: if you make it till here and read all of this i love you so much and if you liked it thank you so much<33 this is suposed to have a part 2 that im already working on!!

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