#yandere yeonjun

[linos-luna]

Dark 🔪

Yandere!Yeonjun x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, fear ?

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“Junnie!” You cried. “Junnie please let me out!”

You were sitting on the cold basement floor, shaking and crying. There was no light, only a small crack from the door, which you were in front of, begging for him to come back.

“Junnie I don’t like it here!” You sobbed. “It’s scary!”

It wasn’t long before Yeonjun opened the door and looked down at you with a smile.

“Hi baby.” He said happily as if he didn’t just put you there.

You instantly stood up and hugged him, taking in his warmth. He loved the feeling of you clinging onto him. It’s all he wanted.

“Junnie, I don’t like it in there…” you sobbed. “I-its too dark…”

“Oh poor baby.” He said with a pout. It was hard to tell if he was being sarcastic or not.

“Don’t put me back in there…”

“Are you going to be a good girl now?” Yeonjun asked while holding you.

You nodded quickly and buried your face in his chest.

“You know I don’t like when you go out without me.” He said while pulling back to look at you. “Someone could take you away…”

“I-I’m sorry…”You wiped some tears and tried looking down, only for him to tilt your chin up.

“You have to stay here!” He said with a frown.

“Junnie—”

“You can’t leave me!” He snapped while grabbing your shoulders tight. “You’ll never leave me! Right baby?!”

“Jun-”

Right baby?!” He repeated almost frantically.

“I-I won’t-…”

Yeonjun breathed a big sigh of relief before hugging you again and getting close to your ear. His tone then shifted drastically.

“Break another rule and I’ll lock you in that basement overnight…”

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[igorsynee]

t.w// mentions of ab*se, strong language, forceful kiss?, yandere.

“can i kiss you?“, beomgyu questioned sitting close to you.

you looked at his face with no emotions in your eyes as you looked away.

he grabbed your face and forced you to look at his face, "i asked, can i kiss you?", he said once again, this time a bit of anger in his voice.

you looked at him as your lips trembled and tears filled your eyes. you wanted to shout and scream but you had already done all of that and yet this man did not care. he did not care what you had to say at all. all he cared about was him. he was a selfish bastard.

“if i say no will you stop?“, you asked in a weak voice as he looked at you intensely.

“of course baby !! i would never do something that will hurt you“, he said looking at you with big starry eyes and a face filled with an expression of care and his brows furrowed in concern for you.

you looked at him and stared at his face as his face changed expression in front of you. a smirk appeared on his lips and the concern that was visible on his face was now not there anymore rather an expression of arrogance and mockery took over his face.

he grabbed your face and pulled it closer to his before capturing your lips with his into a forceful kiss.

“i lied“, he whispered in between the kiss before he broke the kiss moving away from you and creating a distance between you two.

“next time you try to talk to any other guy again it won't just stop with you not being able to walk or talk.“, he said as he looked at the bruises on your neck and body before looking back up at you.

“i will tear his limbs apart and make you sew them back to his body. understand?“, he said in a threatening tone.

“understand?“, he asked once again this time his hand grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling them with a force receiving a scream from you.

you grabbed his hand that was pulling on your hair and looked at him before nodding repeatedly as tears fell down your eyes.

you had stopped fighting and resisting way early into the relationship since that's what you thought would help you stay safe and have a peaceful life but you were a human after all. how could you so easily adapt to the rules and ways of this monster in human form? for you those were mistakes but for him those were the opportunities. opportunities to torture you and remind you of your place and to where you belong and all of that leads only to him.

//i am only gonna write pure hardcore kpop yandere fanfics. it would be very much explicit about everything but i think kpop stans who read yandere fics have already seen more enough to not be repulsed by wtv i will write LOLL anyways enjoy more fics coming very soon

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[darkestescapes]

Devil By The Window

Synopsis: Kai just wants to fuck Yeonjun's girl. And she's okay with that.

Pairing: Yandere! Yeonjun x Innocent! Fem! Reader x Yandere! Heuning Kai.

Warnings: 21+. Smut. Lowkey non-con. Consensual videography during sex. Non-consensual sharing of said video. Size kink. Missionary. Voyeurism. Oral (F receiving). Kai is an impatient bb. Unprotected sex. Implied creampie. Jerking off.

There's just something about Yan! Kai being so in love with Yan! Yeonjun's girlfriend that he becomes a literal puppy around her, following her around like she's a siren made just for him.

God knows Yeonjun hates sharing, but seeing Kai like this around his girl makes him wonder what do you think of Kai, would you let Kai do whatever he wants to you if given the option?

You have to admit though, Kai is a very handsome man with broad shoulders and that charm that makes blood rush to your heat when he doesn't even try. Yes he acts all sweet and cute but fuck even you know there's a devil in him and it's so obvious he wants to fuck you at least once.

So when Yeonjun brought up the idea of recording you for fun and as a souvenir for when you're away, you agreed. Anything for Junnie right?

Imagine how shocked Kai is to find out that Yeonjun has sent him a video, and not just any video, a video of you being fucked so good your back is arching, you're gripping the sheets apart, your boobs are bouncing with every thrust and you're moaning so loudly Kai almost came in his pants. He's not even done watching the video when a notification pops up. A text from Yeonjun asking if he wants to experience this first hand.

And now imagine Kai's shock when he hears a knock on his door, both you and Yeonjun enter his room. Yeonjun is smirking and you're just so confused as to why Junnie brought you here with just a sweater and nothing beneath.

Yeonjun motions Kai to take over and do whatever he wants with just his fingers. Kai gulps and walks to you, his tall frame towering you. He tilts your head up and kisses your lips sweetly. He says that he won't be this sweet with you in the coming few hours.

Yeonjun finds a comfortable spot with a good view by the window to watch how Kai fucks his girl.

Kai lifts your up and places you on the edge of the bed. He kneels down and fuck he can smell how wet you are. Were you always this wet? Or is it him being so much bigger than you that's making you curious down to your core. He kisses both your knees and starts to kiss higher and higher till the hem of your sweater. He pushes you on your back, you gasp when your sweater exposes your heat to the air and to Kai, but Kai is just looking at your pussy like a deer in headlights.

He nudges your legs apart and touches his nose to your clit and smelling your scent. Fuck he could get so drunk on you. Placing you legs on his shoulders he wastes no time and starts to eat you out like he's waited an eternity to.

Once he's had enough of your taste he gets up and quickly undress himself and helps you out of your sweater as well. Yeonjun just chuckles at his impatience.

Kai lays you comfortably on his bed and rubs the tip of his cock along your folds and teases your hole by nudging his head in a few times. When you whine and plead him with your eyes, man's a goner.

Both of you moan out loud when he enters you. His cock stretching you, rubbing your walls so good your eyes roll back, your back arches from the bed and touches Kai's chest. He connects his lips to your and swallows your gasps and crys and starts fucking you with deep and impactful thrusts.

He feels so good you cant help but tear up. You grab his neck and and pull him close and start to rock your hips along with his. You turn your head to look at Yeonjun and gasp at a particular hard thrust while looking at him. Yeonjun has his cock out, his biting his lip and getting himself off to you being fucked by Kai. Your hand travels up to Kai's hair and you pull at it while moaning for him in his ear.

Kai swears and brings his fingers to rub your clit. He says your the best pussy he's ever had and you're even better than he'd imagined you'd be. You scream and claw at Kai's shoulders, legs wrapping around his waist as your cum for the first time.

Your orgasm triggers Kai's and he cums in your hole. He fucks you a few more times till you're pushing him away weakly. Yeonjun also cums watching you helplessly try to move Kai away from your body.

Neither of them let you sleep that night, taking turns to fill your sensitive hole.

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[minho-hoho]

Shush

☾ GENRE ➝ yandere, mafia

☾ PAIRING ➝ yan!mafioso!yeonjun × gn!reader

☾ WARNING ➝ yandere themes, mafia related themes, violence, blood, murder, etc...

☾ REQUESTED ➝ no

☾ WC ➝ 0.8k

☾ NOTE ➝ uhh i actually wrote this and a quite lengthy taehyun one shot but it got deleted so sksksks i just lost hope and stopped coming to tumblr for a while srryyy

MASTERLIST

you were shaking under the covers of your bed, as if the almost constant state of fear you were living in wasn't enough, yeonjun had to do his business in your house. the screams and threats were freezing your blood, you were terrified that anyone would get hurt, and that you, would get killed because of what you considered yeonjun's reckless behaviour. for someone who claimed to only want the best for you, and only acted with your best interest in mind, he sure was being dangerous towards your safety. the only thing you could do was wait patiently, praying that whatever thing he was doing, was ending soon.

you heard a scream of intense pain followed by a loud thud. the voice didn't belong to yeonjun, but you didn't know if that reassured you any better. did he kill someone in your house? you wanted to get up and check up on him, and what happened, but the thought of the possibility of seeing a dead body laying on your living room's floor was frightening.

you carefully tiptoed to your bedroom's door, and tried to listen to any sounds that might come out of the living room. for a few seconds, only a dead silence fell on your ears. the silence stopped as a string of curses left yeonjun's mouth.

quietly, you slightly opened the door, enough for your voice to be heard.

“yeonjun..?” you called out his name, your voice quivering a little.

his eyes immediately darted your way, looking at your figure peeking through the door. not knowing what to say, he stared you, his dark gaze piercing your skull.

“what happened, is everything okay?” you asked, a bit reluctant, not being able to decipher his emotions.

yeonjun sighed, looking at the corpse laying next to his foot.

“this is what happens when you decide to go outside and disobey.” he walked towards your door.

it was true, you went outside and went out with some friends when you were forbidden to do so, as yeonjun was scared that the wrong people would get you and him, and hurt you. you regretted ever going out with someone heavily involved in the mafia world, in every step you took, you were reminded of the risk that and of the chances that you'd get harmed by anyone in the opposing mafia to yeonjun's. and on top of that, you added his obsessive and overly protective behaviour towards you, you deeply regretted ever agreeing to go out with him, your mental not being able to take any of yeonjun any more.

but even if what you did was objectively dangerous and stupid, did that mean that he had to kill someone? at this point, you didn't know whether he did it to protect you, because of his borderline psychotic and obsessive behaviour or because he simply enjoyed witnessing the death of over human beings.

“because of what you did, people now know about you, and i need to kill even more people for you.” he was now in front of you, towering over you, maintaining a chilling eye contact with you.

“no matter how much i warned you, you still went against my directions. do i need to threaten you? to show you the corpses of the people i've killed? because i can, and i will if that's what you need.” shivers ran through your body, you knew that by working in a mafia he had to do some shady stuff that potentially involved ending some people's lives. but you never thought he'd kill some people because of you. especially if it could have been avoided.

a wave of guilt washed over you as you felt at fault for the death of many. your shoulders dropped, and tears started to well up in your eyes. yeonjun's eyes were piercing through you in the silence. you looked down to your feet, remorse still eating you, you took a shaky breath before muttering low excuses, your voice unstable.

unbeknownst to you, yeonjun was smirking. his efforts were paying off, he had successfully manipulated you into feeling culpability for things you didn't even control. he was now sure you'd never leave his side, which was his ultimate goal, it was all he dreamt of.

he sighed, before taking you in his arms, startling you a little. “it's okay, just, don't do it again, okay? let's not spill more blood than needed. be careful, and as long as you follow my orders to the letter, you'll be safe and happy.” his shirt was now wet by your tears, you nodded, determined to not make any more mistakes.

yeonjun grinned, he kissed the top of your head. you sobbed in his chest, as he softly rubbed your back, trying to comfort you back into a happier state.

he finally achieved his most important mission, and he was more than overjoyed inside.

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[sleepchapter]

yeonjun yandere prompts 4 and 6

“you’re flinching like i hit you already today.”

“tell me, do you like making me mad?”

warnings; kidnapping (current situation for reader), noncon kissing, abuse, reader is restrained, blood mentions

how long have you been here? how many times have you tried to find a way out? how many times have you cried here? you’ve lost count. however, you refused to lose hope. you refused to let him win. you refused to love him or give into whatever sick fantasy he had in mind.

you had woken up awhile ago and were just laying tied up on the ground. you’d guessed it had been around an hour before he walked in. his shadow projecting on the wall.

“good morning honey,”

ah, there it was. that same cocky smile he wore no matter what. no matter the situation, it was rare that his smile ever faltered. even when you didn’t listen it only would become more sadistic or shrink into a small smirk.

he crouched down to the ground and that smile he wore just looked even more cocky. and it was as if it was starting to mock you. he reached his hand out for your arm and you flinch immediately. he looks you in the eyes and his eyes held amusement and a slight curiosity in them. he then just reached his finger towards your neck. it wasn’t even his whole hand, he just glided one finger across your neck and collarbone, which you immediately flinch when he touched you and you stayed tense as he glided it across your skin. soon after he pulls away and actually laughs a little out loud.

“you’re flinching like i hit you already today.”

today. he hadn’t hit you yet today. he probably would end up doing it at some point. light shades of brown and purples littered your arms from his hits on you. usually he only left them when you had tried to runaway or did something ‘awful’ in his book. however, sometimes his grip just left bruises on you. he barely even needed to touch you. it was as if he made your skin weaker and easier to bruise from the amount of abuse he had inflected on you.

he leaned in closer to your face this time ignoring your flinch and attempted to kiss you. key word, attempted. attempted because obviously you hated any touch from him so you turn your head away. even his eyes staring at you made you want to just crawl out of your skin. he didn’t have the patience to wait or give you a second chance to allow him to kiss you. he grabbed your hair and forced you to kiss him. although you bit his lip he continued to hold the kiss for a few more seconds. he pulled away and kept your hair in his hand and pulled it tighter causing you to whimper. he grabbed your face with his other hand forcing you to look at him and you could see his lip was bleeding quite a bit. that smile still there, but his eyes were glazed with almost excitement.

“tell me, do you like making me mad?”

he moved his hand off of your face allowing you to look away from him. it seems as though he wanted you to answer though because he had yelled at you for a response. you shook your head back and forth as much as you can manage with his hand still in your hair. tears streaming down your face rapidly. he finally takes his hand out of your hair and your head drops down onto the ground and you groan in pain, sucking the air in through your teeth. he just slowly rises to his feet and looks down at you. his eyes still glazed with that almost excited look. his smile never disappearing.

“i will drain every last bit of resistance out of you. it doesn’t matter how long it’ll take. and i’d advice you listen. i said i hadn’t hit you today, but do you think that you’re not going to get punished now?”

the day had only just begun, but you could tell the hours were just going to drag on from here. excitement in his eyes, fear now in yours.

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[sunflwryu]

warning: yandere, murder | not requested

crazy

"fuck, i didn't think you'd come back so soon. i didn't want you to see this, you know..."

you know that voice.

and you know what those words imply. they imply that he had a hand in this, they imply that he's the one responsible for the gruesome scene in front of you.

you turn around to prove yourself wrong, hoping that it's just a nightmare, that it's just a dream, but no, it isn't, and reality hits you even harder when you see your best friend yeonjun behind you, gross red soaking his white tank top, splattered on his face, all over his hands, and it makes your eyes go wide and a terrified scream rips from your throat as you make a run for it.

at least, try to make a run for it.

but he's fast, he must've anticipated it, and instantly, he's got you, he's got you in his arms, twirling you around to face him, knocking your phone out of your hand in the process, ripping a scream from your throat as you struggle against his hold, but he’s strong, he’s always been strong and patient. you still after a minute or two, your energy now spent and wasted even after the adrenaline you got from the prospect of escape, before he nabbed you away from it.

his eyes are crazed, burning holes into you as you feel reality seeping in, seeping in your clothes, your skin as you feel the blood on him transfers to you, making you feel more disgusting than you already feel from having seen that mess, from seeing your boyfriend in such a state, from being best friends with a murderer.

where was your best friend? where was that playful, flirtatious boy you've known for years upon years? but you can't deny the truth anymore now, especially not after seeing him like that.

"w-why...?" you whimper, lips quivering, body shaking from fear, head turning and eyes averting to anywhere but that mad gaze of his.

he reaches to hold your cheek in his palm, gently lifting so that you have no choice but to look at him. “he made you cry, doll, so i had to keep my promise, you see?”

you're almost afraid to ask, but question tumbles from your lips anyway: "w-what promise are you talking about?"

"you know, when you first started dating him, i promised to you that i'd kill him if he ever made you cry. i couldn't just not follow up on it, hm? besides—"

"you fucking killed him!" you interrupt him and start to sob, the sadness and confusion hitting you all at once, the grief and trauma sinking in, feeling yourself break at his pathetic reasoning, your legs giving out, but he catches you, holds you as you blubber, continuing to speak despite the ugly nasalness of your voice. "just for one fight, one! a-and it was about you...i can't believe i defended you...i-i can't believe you did this...i..."

you remember how your boyfriend told you about how yeonjun had threatened him to leave you, how you should stay away from him. originally, it was just a simple talk at the dinner table, but it turned into screaming when you refused to believe it, refused to listen, especially after a particularly hard day at work, and you ran away into your best friend's arms, the arms of a would-be murderer, or perhaps a fully-fledged one considering how unfazed yeonjun is.

his thumb gently wipes away your tears, his hold on your cheek growing slightly harder to hold you in place, to keep you staring, looking at him. "it was really sweet of you, but i made a promise, and i had to keep it," he says softly, calmly, scarily.

"i thought you were joking! anyone would think that..."

he only smiles at you, the smile you used to be so cheered up and comforted by now sending shivers down your spine. "really..." he muses, his tone light and carefree as ever, like this was all a joke, like murder was a joke.

"w-what the hell...who— no, what are you, choi yeonjun?"

"i'm yours," he replies simply, patting your hair gently with one hand before it returns to snaking around your waist, keeping you with him, his eyes filled with a strange fondness you wonder why you haven't noticed before. "all yours, doll...and you're mine, that's all you need to know."

you shake your head vigorously, wanting no part in the role he wants you to, "...i-i'm not, you're just crazy" you jeer venomously, but weaker this time due to your dwindling hope.

his eyes flare at you, but just as they light up with anger, they only sparkle with amusement as he laughs, moving his face close enough so that it's mere inches away from yours. you instinctively pull back, but he only moves closer, a wicked grin upon his lips.

"even if i am, so what? all the best people are..."

note: clearly written when i was in the melanie martinez rabbit hole again (something i hop into every once in a while). part of my publishing-draft spree!

txt masterlist | main masterlist | by @sunflwryu

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[aestheticpluto]

𝗔𝗹𝗹'𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗿 ❝ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʏᴇᴏɴᴊᴜɴ❞

T. W :- None [:D] Summery:- ''𝗔𝗹𝗹'𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗿''

Feeling the chains tighten against your wrist you failed escape....once again ''Give up already'' he hissed glaring at you ''It's so pathetic to see you like this'' he added as his hand caressed your chin, you felt weak against his supposed affection '' But nonetheless'' he sighed standing up, his tall, slander figure towering against your frighten figure that was sitting in the corner ''I'll bring some water'' he said and left the room...leaving you in the cold and dark basement.

''Feeling better?'' he asked putting the glass aside of the floor ''Hmm?'' he hummed after not getting his response, you hesitantly nodded avoiding looking into his eyes ''You'll be able to come back upstairs once you start behaving again'' he patted your head and began to play with your hair ''I love you'' he whispered with hint of blush around his nose ''No you don't'' the room fell into dead silence as you spoke, all the winds that were howling in your ear suddenly stopped ''Pardon?'' he looked at you with a puzzle face ''I said you don't love me'' you repeated glaring with your [e/c] colored eyes ''What makes you say that?'' he chuckled pissing you even further ''Everything...Everything you do and say it's either a threat or forced affection'' you paused ''And that's not Love it's obsession a dark twisted obsession'' you added clenching your fist

''You know my love there is this one quote that fascinates me and it's '𝗔𝗹𝗹'𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗿' so according to that quote everything is fair when it's come to love'' he replied as his smile grew wider watching your face turn into a scowl ''So now my dearest it's better you take rest and calming think about this silly argument'' he made you lay on the mattress and kissed your forehead ''I love you'' he whispered once again with his signature smile ''Fuck you'' you replied ''I love you more'' he chuckled with mocking grin ''Ugh'' you groaned and closed your eyes not wanting to see his face.

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[el-hawthorne]

Halloween Series: Special

Words count : 3,5k

Pairing : Yandere!Yeonjun x female!Reader

Rate : 15+

Genre : Dark romance (?), Strangers to lovers.

Warning : SUGGESTIVE, mentions that reader is a female, Yeonjun is full of himself and delusional (?), harsh words, swearing, please let me know if I should mention anything that I should put as a warning.

synopsis:

Yeonjun is a famous playboy among his peers. He really wanted to make you fall in love with him to prove his friends that he was capable to steal your heart. You were sweet to him, but that doesn't make him a special guy. So it hurt his ego and he was determined to have you all to himself.

***

There was no single soul who didn't know how famous Choi Yeonjun is. He was good at sports and his academics. All of the teachers really saw him as all of the students' role in his school. 

He was kind and nice to everyone. And also, he knew how to crack funny jokes. Everyone loved his presence.

But nobody is perfect, right? Yeonjun was an ace in his school, he was attractive and desirable. That's why he could play with anybody's feelings to his advantage.

He knew he could get what he wanted. Which could mean everything.

He wanted it, he got it.

That was until his friend asked him an easy challenge. For him. At least Yeonjun thought so, and his friends also thought that Yeonjun could do that.

"Make Y/n fall in love and confess to you."

"Well?" Yeonjun raised one of his brows, "that's it?"

"Yeah, she took advantage of me. I want you to serve what she deserves."

Yeonjun chuckled, "Why can't you serve it by yourself then?"

"You got that player title for a reason. Even though she was hard to get, I knew you could make her fall in love with you in less than a month."

The evident smirk now slowly faded on Yeonjun's face. He knew his friend was now trying to get him. His friends knew that he was taking pride in being loved easily by people.

"Well, what do I get from this?"

"This one?" His friend threw him a key. A cottage key in the exotic beach to be exact.

"Deal."

When Yeonjun suddenly came into your frame, you wouldn't be surprised at all.

He suddenly greeted you when you walked past him through the school gate all of sudden. All eyes now on you. Thanks to him for ruining another peaceful day.

You weren't popular in your school. But many students know who you are. You were actually quite active in the organization and loved by your juniors, because you always stood up for them when one of your seniors bullied them.

Yeonjun has been your classmate ever since your first grade. But now, as if you were in the spotlight, Yeonjun suddenly noticed you.

"I didn't know we were in the same class."

"I know, I just wonder why you suddenly greet me and even ask my chairmate to switch with you. Do you want something?"

"Yeah, your heart," he winked at you.

You scoffed, "Woah, calm down there Mister. My heart is mine, I'm not planning to give it to anyone yet."

"I'm sure I can wait for that," he laughed.

If you didn't know about his reputation of being a casanova, you might find out that his laugh was attractive. Maybe, you would confess to him the next day.

But thanked God, for giving you the ability to see through people's intention and connecting the dots. Aside from being a heartbreaker, you also knew that Yeonjun did revenge for his friends.

Last time you could remember, a guy named Wooyoung—one of Yeonjun's friends—suddenly approached you. He only wanted your connection so he could join your club. And he did.

But what cost? His ex came to you, paid you a big sum of money if you could sell his girlfriends information. Yeah, he had more than one girlfriend. So you did, and let all of his girlfriends give him a lesson.

 You knew Wooyoung was the one who asked Yeonjun to seek revenge towards you. You weren't stupid.

So, you decided to have a little fun. Because Yeonjun seemed to make an effort in order to make you fall in love with him.

Every morning, you would find him in front of your house to pick you up at school. Then after school, he would bring you to his favorite cafe and sometimes to have some study dates too.

On weekends, he would ask you to hang out together. He would bring you to his favorite place, like an art museum, amusement park, his apartment, you name it. He even made a romantic dinner just for you as well.

You didn't mind him bringing you chocolate or your favorite dessert or some gifts at your school. Making all of the entire school assumed that both of you were dating each other.

"Y/n?"

When you walked at school's corridor with Yeonjun who had his hands on your waist, you suddenly stopped. You heard a familiar voice called your name.

And you were right. Right after you turned your body, you saw Choi Beomgyu—your old friend and also your old crush.

Well, you and him used to attend the same high school. He was your chairmate back then and you developed a crush on him since that happened.

Who wasn't he was the only one who saw you when everyone didn't. He really cared for you to the point he always asked you to join him for studying together with his friends. 

And because of him, you managed to attend the college that you really wanted.

But after graduation, you lost contact with him. He was studying abroad.

"Beomgyu?" Your eyes widened as you gasped.

Nothing really changed about his features. He was still as ethereal as ever. His black hair that used to be short, now became longer with wolf cut style. He looked more mature and insanely attractive.

"I thought I called the wrong person," he chuckled before smiling warmly at you, "turned out I was wrong, looks like you have become—no, you've always been beautiful. But now you know how to look more beautiful. No wonder, you have a boyfriend now."

"A boyfriend?" You realized that Yeonjun's hand was still on your waist, you quickly freed yourself and walked towards Beomgyu.

"Nope, he's just one of my colleagues. Nothing special between him and I," you clarified.

Meanwhile, since your attention was fully on Beomgyu, Yeonjun didn't like the uncomfortable feelings inside his chest. The way you told Beomgyu that he wasn't special pinched his heart.

"Y/n, we have to go. Our class will start soon," Yeonjun poked his cheeks as he crossed his arms on his chest.

You rolled your eyes, "You go first, I still want to catch up with Beomgyu for a little bit."

"Fine!" He huffed before he left you and Beomgyu alone as he felt annoyed.

You didn't give a damn about about Yeonjun and decided to give your attention towards Beomgyu.

For you, men aren't worth it to be loved. But Choi Beomgyu was an exception.

Maybe those unsettling feelings that you left years ago are still there. You didn't really forget him. Especially your heart still longing for him.

"Why are you here? Don't get me wrong, I really like seeing you here now. But, aren't you studying abroad?" You asked him.

"Yeah, but I had a project here. Also, my brother is working here. Just want to know about his workplace. Turns out he's working in a decent place," he answered, "but that's not the main reason why I came here. It's because I want to see you."

You blush like crazy because of his statement, "It's been a long time, right?"

"Yeah," he agreed, "and I want to ask you something."

"Sure."

"You said that man isn't your boyfriend, so are you single or?"

"I've been single since birth," you answered without thinking.

"So I still have my chance now?"

You frowned at his sentence. Not that you didn't know about his obvious intention. You just didn't know how to respond when your crush likes you back.  It was your first time. Heck! You even never got into a casual date with someone you genuinely liked.

Beomgyu laughed as he patted your head, "well, are you free after class?"

"I am, but why are you asking?"

"Nothing, just want to ask you for dinner," he grinned.

"Yes, of course."

"And I will pick you up after your class. Now, go to your class and stay pretty—no, forget it. You always look pretty in everything you do," he shuffled your hair before you left him.

Right after you entered your class, you saw Gaeul—your friend greeted you. She already saved your chair.

"The last time I checked, you act like a girl falling in love was years ago because of Beomgyu. And now, are you so desperate that you even fall in love with Yeonjun too? You know he is a jerk, right?"

"Who said I fell in love with Yeonjun? And how do you know I 'act like a girl falling in love'?

"Simple, because you look stupid," she answered without thinking, "but wait, if it's not Yeonjun, then who?"

"I've met Beomgyu earlier," you said with the brightest smile on your face.

Gaeul gasped, "No fucking way."

"Yes way, young lady. And you better help me too," you said as you were biting your lips nervously.

"What for?" Gaeul arched one of her eyebrows.

"Since he asked me for dinner tonight," you whispered.

But you were too excited to notice that someone probably heard what you said.

All of the things he did, Yeonjun never felt this angry before. He was sure that you would fall for his charm in a week when he treated you as a special girl. He gave it all for you and would do anything for you.

But yet, he never got any special treatment from you. He even saw with his own eyes when you greeted that "ordinary" guy. Yeonjun knew that guy was actually less of him. Yet, he saw how you slip those hair behind your ears, how red your cheeks and ears. Then you smile shyly but genuine at the same time.

He never saw you like that when you talked to another, even to himself. Being with you made Yeonjun realize that he observed too much about you.  He cared too much for your well-being to the point he no longer didn't care about the prize anymore.

 

He wanted you. All for himself. You have to be his, and not anyone else. If he couldn't have you, then he would rather see you dead than with somebody else other than him.

***

"Hey Y/n," Yeonjun walked towards you while you were still packing your things inside your bag before you got out of the class.

Your classmate eyed you for a while before you nodded at her and gave her signal to leave you alone with Yeonjun.

Now that you were alone with him, Yeonjun smiled at you, "So, caffe date as usual?"

"Hmm, yeah. And I want to go somewhere, I think I need your help for something too," you said.

Yeonjun's smile couldn't get wider than this as he felt his chest swell because of his pride. You need him. It really fed his ego right now.

"Anything for you baby," Yeonjun said as he patted your head before he placed his hand on your waist as his way to claim you and to show others that you were his.

Different from what Yeonjun's thought, you started to enjoy Yeonjun's company. Despite that Wooyoung asked him to approach you, you could consider him as a good friend.

Yeah, he was fun to be around with. He was cool with everything. He was really smart too and also great with helping you study. No wonder almost everyone fell for him. 

Yes, "almost everyone".

Except you, of course. Someone permanently held captive your heart since your high school. And now that you have a chance, you're not gonna let go of that chance easily.

After "the study date" session you had with Yeonjun, more like a study session for you and meanwhile for Yeonjun was still a study date, now you asked Yeonjun to bring you to a cloth store.

"Why do you want to go here?" Yeonjun asked.

"Well, I want to go buy something that might need your opinion since you're a guy and have a really good taste in everything. So the point is, I need your help," you are seriously staring at Yeonjun.

"If you thought I would help you because you just complimented me earlier, well it works. Let's go," Yeonjun got out of his car and opened his car's door for you as if you're a princess.

His princess.

"Thank you, Jun."

The way you called him made the whole butterfly inside his stomach. And it didn't seem to bother Yeonjun at all. No, he liked it.

You entered the store and met some workers that already knew you. Well, you have often gone to this place before. Even the workers treated you as if you were their friends.

"Hi Y/n, it's been a long time. Did you come here with Beomgyu? Gosh you changed so much, I wonder if Beomgyu would change a lot like you or not. Oh wait, did you two are dating now? Because I already knew that both of you had a thing for each other," Hoseok—the owner of the shop greeted you like an old friend.

"Hi Hoseok," you chuckled, "no, I'm with my friend."

"Your friend?" Hoseok frowned when he saw Yeonjun walking behind you and didn't hesitate to place his hand on your waist.

If you thought he was fine, no you were wrong. The fact that you only consider him as a friend? He was pissed, to the point his grip on your waist became more tighter than usual.

Your eyebrows arched as you snapped at Yeonjun, "Yeonjun?"

Of course you were uncomfortable because of him. But you tried to hide it, you didn't want to make Hoseok worried over something small. Even though you clearly felt that something was off from Yeonjun.

"Hmm?" Yeonjun looked at you as his grip loosened up.

The uneasiness came easily inside you from the way Yeonjun stared at you. It was like he was dead inside and there was someone else instead.

"This is Hoseok, he is my old friend and the owner of this shop. Hoseok, this is my classmate, Yeonjun."

"Hi Yeonjun, nice to meet you," Hoseok awkwardly smiled.

Yeonjun stared at Hoseok with his blank face and didn't say anything other than nodded.

You decided not to overthink what you just felt earlier. Maybe you were too tired to the point you started to imagine things.

So you started to choose some dresses that you wanted to buy and some guys clothes. 

"Jun!" You called Yeonjun when he was busy with his phone.

But when his nickname you gave rolled from your tongue, he immediately had all his attention on you. He quickly scooted to you.

"What is it?"

"What do you think if someone buys this shirt for you," you showed Yeonjun that guy's shirt towards Yeonjun.

Is she going to give me a present? How cute.

Yeonjun chuckled.

You frowned, "What? My pick isn't literally terrible, you know."

A pout appeared on your face. Yeonjun couldn't help as his hand now reached the top of your head before he messed with your hair.

"Jun!" You ripped his hand from your head by slapped it.

"Sorry babe, it's bad. Actually it is quite the opposite, you clearly have a taste."

Your eyes directly glared at Yeonjun, you couldn't believe him. Maybe he tried to mess with you again. Who knows?

"No, really. If I receive a gift like this, I will be over the moon. Especially if it's from the girl I like—no, I mean the girl I love. Literally going to confess to her right at the moment," he said confidently as he saw that rose cheeks of yours.

Aw—now you're shy. How cute! It must be because of him, wasn't it?

No, you were imagining Beomgyu's reaction when he received a welcoming gift from you. He must be just like what Yeonjun said, and even confessed his feelings for you.

"Hoseok, I want to buy this," you said to Hoseok.

"Oh hey, I actually had a new design for a dress. I think you should have it," he said as he showed a flowery dress that actually looked beautiful.

You were stunned, "It's beautiful."

"I know, a beautiful dress for a beautiful girl, you know?" He teasingly smiled at you.

"Oh Hoseok, I really want this dress, but I don't have much money. But can you keep it? I'm going to buy this after I save up money this month."

"Oh forget it, you don't have to pay. think of this as my welcoming gift for you, and I know what you did girl," he winked at you, "you should wear this, Beomgyu might go crazy over you when he see you in that dress."

"Wa-wait, for real?"

"Yeah, but you have to tell me first when both of you are official."

"Sure!"

"Oh my God! Hoseok, thank you so much!" You happily hugged Hoseok.

***

"Here is the key," Wooyoung threw a key towards Yeonjun who was fond of his phone right now. His eyes were literally attached towards whatever it was inside his phone.

"What are you watching?" San—one of his friends scooted over as he tried to peek, but Yeonjun immediately locked his phone.

"Mind your business," he said as he put himself inside his pocket.

San scoffed, "What's wrong with him?"

Wooyoung shrugged, "I don't know and I don't want to know. All I care about is now I'm happy."

"Happy because Yeonjun rejected that girl, huh?"

"Yeah, and now she is sick because she can't keep up with the reality that Yeonjun is only playing with her feelings," Wooyoung smiled happily.

"Well, you win."

On the other side, Yeonjun heard his friends' conversation. His smirk was visible on his face.

What his friends didn't know was, everything was twisted. And so he was.

Yeonjun took his phone from his pocket and unlocked it. It showed a video of your unconsciously slept on his bed from his real-time cctv inside his mansion. Too tired from crying.

Your tears were still visible on your face as he still remembered how you cried beautifully, wanting to get your freedom.

But no, of course he couldn't do that. You were his and would be forever his.

So he walked to towards his car and drove to his mansion as fast as possible. He couldn't wait to see you as fast as possible.

He really missed you.

And he knew that you also missed him.

If not now, than he was sure in the future you would miss him just like what he felt right now.

You just needed time.

As he arrived at the mansion, he immediately walked inside his bedroom and kissed your lips.

Your eyes slowly opened when you felt something soft touched your lips. Oh, how gross it was. You wish you could wiped that kiss from your mouth.

Vibrant with your reaction, Yeonjun was actually quite the opposite. Those red and glassy eyes glaring at him looked so beautiful for him.

"Hi sleeping beauty, so you have a nice dream, huh?" He chuckled before he kissed you again, but this time was longer than before. Even the tongue involved.

He smiled when he saw that red and swollen lips of your still connected to his by the saliva.

"You gorgeous thing, how can I not notice someone gorgeous like you from the start?" he whispered, but you didn't answered anything other than a few tears came out from your eyes.

"Such a Goddess," he murmured as he licked your tears, "The medicine still didn't wear off yet. So I called the doctor to put an IV on you."

You silently cried. Your tears kept coming out from your eyes.

"Sweetheart, this is just for a while until you behave, okay. You can't do anything on your own now, because you need me. You will always need me."

That fucking bastard.

After you bought Beomgyu a gift, you were supposed to go home with Yeonjun. Even your best friend already waited at your home.

But instead, Yeonjun drugged you by putting something inside your drink that made you fainted. He kept you at his house and confessed that he loves you for a while now.

Of course you rejected him and asked him to free you away. But instead of freed you, he put a syringe inside you with whatever substances inside of it that you actually didn't like it.

You lost your consciousness after that.

That's wrong of you if you thought that substance inside that syringe only made you unconscious. Other than that, your whole body was paralyzed. You even couldn't talk!

And that bastard literally took advantage of it.

"Sweetheart," Yeonjun's sickening voice made you snap back at the shitty reality, "before the doctor came, how about shower? You looked dirty, I will definitely help you to take a shower."

You only stared at him who looked at you as he grinned widely.

"Let me take your clothes off, yeah? Don't worry, you don't have to be shy. I already see everything," he kissed your neck as he slowly removed your clothes from your body, "I promise, I'll be gentle with you."

- end

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[prettyheung]

yan! txt | you reject them

⇾ genre/warnings : yandere!au, reader is manipulated, reader is threatened, violence?

—soobin

Soobin’s mouth dropped slightly at your rejection, shifting his weight from one leg to another. He didn’t even want to bother hiding the disappointment and hurt on his face, it was better if you knew how much he liked you.

“Was it something I did?” He finally spoke, meeting your eyes, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “Was it my friends, or the way I dress, or…?” He trailed off, looking to you for an explanation. There was another question that lingered at the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t possibly say it out loud.

Wasn’t your ideal type me?

“It’s not that. I’m just not interested in you like that, you know.” You looked awkward standing in the middle of the empty room, so out of place.

Soobin felt out of place too, like his body wasn’t his. He stared at his hands, his long legs, his feet. It didn’t feel like his.

His mouth was moving on its own too. It didn’t feel like his.

“What else should I change?” He could hear himself say. “If you don’t like my friends, I’ll stop hanging out with them. If it’s the way I dress, I’ll change it too!”

He dropped to his knees, eager eyes meeting your concerned gaze as he crawled towards you. You tried to back away but he gripped your calves before you could. “If it was something I did, then please forgive me.” His voice was glazed with desperation and frenzy.

“Soobin, I see you as a friend. I’m sorry.”

None of his body felt like his. They all have a mind of their own.

“Wasn’t I your ideal type?” He choked out. “I changed everything for you! Why am I still not the one you want?”

“I’m sorry!”

“What else do I have to change? Tell me,”  He pleaded, pulling onto your legs as you tried to  shake him off without kicking him in the face.

And you left just like that, Soobin clutching at the wind as he tried to figure it out.

What else should he change?

—yeonjun

He laughed. Loud cackles, echoed in the empty space as he stared at you incredulously. There was no humour, dry and borderline mocking as he stepped closer to you.

“No? What makes you think you can say no to me?” He cocked his head to the side, a glint of curiosity disappeared as quickly as it appeared.

You backed away.

“Huh? No?” The toes of his sneakers scuffed the ground as he kicked them in frustration. “Seriously, who do you think you are?”

Was he mad? Maybe. Yeonjun wouldn’t say he got a lot of ‘no’s in his entire life. It was always yes, sure, of course. But was he really angry? Not exactly. He would say he felt slightly ruffled, slightly irritated. Like you could see the artwork on display, but it’s not yours. You can’t touch it, you can’t bring it home. Your hands would curl, and you would think of possessing it, but no matter what, it still couldn’t become yours. You never can own it.

It was things like that, things that he couldn’t get his hands on that makes his blood pulse madly under his skin. Like bugs that wouldn’t stop crawling over his body, desire was that itch he can’t pinpoint.

He got close enough to smell adrenaline on your skin, acrid like sweat and heavy like blood.

“You’re scared?” Yeonjun couldn’t help giggling. It was hilarious, how you acted all high and mighty when you rejected him, but now you were trembling with your hair sticking to your forehead.

“Shouldn’t have said no then,” He spat. His fingers twisted tightly around your locks, dragging you forward. You shrieked, grabbing his wrist in a silent plea for him to have mercy on your burning scalp.

Yeonjun tugged your head upwards, bringing your face close to him. “Still saying no?”

—beomgyu

“But I don’t understand,” He huffed.

It wasn’t like he wasn’t trying to comprehend your perspective. He just cannot. No idea why at all.

A guy like him has got it all, from looks to personality. Beomgyu was certain he is the living reincarnation of a man written by a woman. Everything that encompasses his being was simply the very thing every woman looks for.

He was so sure. Beomgyu was so sure you were going to say yes.

Now, you were rejecting him?

He doesn’t understand. He doesn’t think he wants to. There can’t be any logical reasoning behind your answer.

“Are you not going to say yes?” His voice was unsteady when he gripped your upper arm, shaking you a little like if he waved you about hard enough, he might be able to disperse whatever haze that settled on your mind. Whatever it was that made you reject him. You were simply not in your right mind, right?

“Give me a reason then. I don’t think you can,” He urged, the grasp turning tighter. “You’re not thinking right.”

“Beomgyu—,”

“Tell me why!” He hissed, voice dripping with venom. “Why? Am I not good enough?”

You were wide-eyed, fear dripping from every minuscule twitch of your features. He caught it, a small smirk working its way across his face.

“There’s no reason, is there?” He relaxed his hold on you. “If you can’t tell me why you don’t like me, then that just means you like me. It’s either this or that.”

“That’s not—,”

“It’s simple, really. You either like me or you don’t,” Beomgyu cut you off, sighing like you were a five-year-old needing an uncomplicated worded explanation. “And since you can’t give me a simple explanation as to why you rejected me, it’s just not valid. That means you like me.”

He patted your head when you didn’t respond. “Since you like me, this also means we are dating.”

—taehyun

Taehyun wouldn’t say he is a sore loser. No, everything is a learning experience, the outcome does not matter so long as you do gain from it. Losses are to be accepted graciously, wins are not to be bragged about. All he was involved in had provided him with great opportunities to further build himself as a person.

At least that was who he thought he was. Maybe he really isn’t a sore loser, perhaps it was just you who messed his entire life up and made him question all he knew about himself. Questioning his sanity, his morale, his confidence right now as he confessed to you.

“I’m sorry.” You kept apologising. He didn’t know what to say. What were you supposed to say when the only person you’ve ever liked, loved if you may, said no to you? 

And was he supposed to comfort you when he was the one who got rejected? You were shifting uncomfortably, red with unease. Biting your lip, making it seem like he was the bad guy here.  The more you do that, the more people stared.

It was obvious that he got declined, Taehyun could feel the tips of his ears burning with shame as he stuffed the flower bouquet into his bag.

Scratch that, he is a sore loser. He didn’t want to lose this. Didn’t want to lose you. Mostly, he also didn’t want to lose face.

Taehyun nodded grimly, offering you low mumbles of ‘it’s fine, you don’t have to apologise’, tugging your sleeve to hurry you both off the curious glances.

A sore loser like him can’t take defeat, right? He’d just have to try harder. Different strategies, different ways. Trial and error, everything he did would just give him more insight on how to make you his own. You’ll fold in time, you’ll understand his need to win you over.

If you don’t, he’ll just win by force then.

—huening kai

Telltale signs of tears were the red of his eyeballs, the fluttering of his dainty lashes as he clenched his fist in response to your reply. He can’t allow you to see the protruding veins on his arms from how hard his nails were digging anxious crescents into his palms, so they went into the pockets instead.

No, Kai was only going to let you see what he wanted you to. So he sniffed, soft brown eyes staring into the distance as he watched you racked your mind to let him down gently. From your expression, from the awkward silence after he told you how he feels, it was obvious you do not return them.

“Kai,” You exhaled, nibbling on your lower lip as your troubled eyes scanned his face. His eyebrows furrowed, plump lips turned downwards as he blinked back the disappointment threatening to spill from his eyes.

“I know,” He cleared his throat, “I understand. But I like you so much,” 

He trembled, nails picking off the extra strands of fabric from his ripped jeans. “I like you so, so much.”

A stray tear escaped, the single droplet sitting on his cheek, like an embellishment that screamed for your attention. Kai glanced carefully at you, how your expression twisted from stressed to distraught. He shot you a beseeching stare, silently pleading for you to change your mind.

“Look,” You sighed, placing a cautious hand on his arm. “Maybe we can try…try and see where this leads to?” Voice dripping with forced amiability, you looked on as his face brightened up in a blink as you had just imagined him being oh, so sad.

He held on to your pinky, a large grin replacing all sorrow lacing his features, thanking you meekly as he led you down the street.

Kai knew waterworks were effective. Who could resist a pretty boy’s tears?

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[foxgangfoxgang]

It hurts so much to love you (Yandere!Hanahaki Disease! Yeonjun x Reader)

It hurts...it really hurts...it feels like his lungs are on fire, he can barely breathe, every other breathe he takes he coughs up bloody white rose petals, your favorite flower. Yeonjun hunches over the sink as he hacks up more bloody petals, how long has it been a week or two, usually the symptoms come in slower but in Yeonjun’s case, they’re coming faster and faster. 

How did this all start how could he be so careless to not notice this disease much earlier...You, this all started with you. Your pretty smile and eyes, the way you giggle and laugh, your smooth smooth skin, your amazing personality. You were a trainee at HYBE getting ready to debut in a new girl group, Yeonjun had known of your existence for some time but meeting you...oh meeting you was a whole new experience, then it started.

It was the fever first, Yeonjun thought it was from overworking himself and his body telling him to stop for a moment, the next day he felt fine. Then the loss of appetite, he was always one to make sure people ate so it was ironic that he suddenly wasn’t eating so much, you had even taken notice at his weight loss. You would sneak snacks to him in passing, you were so kind and generous. Next came the shaking, this really was where he noticed something was wrong, Yeonjun was put to bed rest for the time being, however the disease grew worse. His body temp was dropping to an alarming rate, the staff had to take him to the hospital where they x-ray him. That’s where he saw it, it was small but noticeable, a flower in his lungs...but how? 

The doctor would inform Yeonjun that he had Hanahaki disease, Yeonjun was confused to be fair, this wasn’t a disease he’s ever heard of, then once it was explained to him it slowly made sense. Now here we are in Txt’s dorm where Yeonjun is stuck vomiting flower petals, it hurts so much...it’s getting worse day by day. 

Yeonjun was given the option to have the flower surgically removed, but that meant he could no longer love romantically. The only other option was for you to love him back. Yeonjun looked at himself in the mirror his mouth covered in his own blood a petal stuck to his cheek, his eyes watery and red, his nose red, he looked horrible. Yet there you stood just behind him as beautiful as ever, your small hand feeling and rubbing on his back as you soothe him, it was comforting, it was soothing, it was burning, it was starting to hurt, it’s becoming more and more painful, it’s agony. Yeonjun hunched over the toilet to vomit more bloody petals. Hallucinations were another symptom, Yeonjun wiped his mouth and stood up. 

He doesn’t want the surgery...so the only other option is for you to love him. Yeonjun cleaned himself up, he made his way to the company and looked for you, of course you were in the dance studio. Yeonjun smiled as he watched you dance to the music, the way you follow the music with your body, the smile on your face. Yeonjun was about to enter when another male trainee came into view, he walked up to you smiling as he placed his hands on your waist. The trainee pulled you in close as he kissed you on the lips. 

Time slowed down for Yeonjun as he watched with a broken heart at the display. The idol suddenly hacked up more petals, his lungs begging for air, Yeonjun was running out of time, he was going to die if he didn’t cure this stupid disease. Yeonjun felt tears prick his eyes as he fled from the scene and into a quiet area where he quietly sobbed. How could you do this to him, how could you betray him, he was in love with you. Do you not love him back? No...you have to love him back, you were so nice to him, you showed to care for him, is that not love? Yeonjun sniffled as he let his emotions set, if you don’t love him...he’ll make you love him. 

It would take longer than Yeonjun would have liked but he set his plan into motion. It was easy to lure that douche trainee to the top floor and a little shove was all it took to send him to his early grave. It would be plastered all over the news of a trainee’s suicide, with all the bad press Hybe decided to hold your debut till everything was cleared up...who knew how long that would take. Yeonjun would become your night in shining armor as you mourned you lover’s death. He was there for you from morning to night, he really was a great friend. You would join Yeonjun for a night walk at the park, it was empty at this time of hour but the stars were beautiful. Yeonjun would be coughing constantly which worried you, you’d ask if he was ok and then you’d see it, a bloody white petal in his hand, blood dripping from his mouth, his ragged breathing. 

Yeonjun turned to you his body towering over you as he smiled the blood noticeable on his teeth, he’d begin to rant about how he’s sick with this hanahaki disease and you were the reason for it, he’d ramble about how much pain he was in, each passing day becoming harder and harder to bear. “I could get surgery, but I wouldn’t be able to love romantically ever again...I don’t want that, so instead you’re gonna love me...just how I love you, you made me sick....so you’ll make me better” 

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[euph0synee]

Ritual.

yandere devil! beomgyu × reader.

Nights are beautiful. The moon illuminating in the sky. The star spread out around the whole sky like glitters, sparkling and shining. The slow yet cold breeze that blows at night making one lose all their stressful thoughts and taking away all their worries.

Yes, nights are beautiful....for someone who has yet to face the sinister and darker side of the night.

You would also often praise the nights saying how much calmness it brought you and how you liked nights more than the days. Yet here you were sitting on your knees in your room praying to every God out there to make this night go as fast as possible.

You were sweating all over. Your face was a looking like a mess with all the sweat and tears mixed together. Your hair was a mess, strands of your hair sticking all over ur face and neck because of the sweat. Your eyes closed as your whole body shaked out of fear thinking how did you get into such a scary situation. Everything was fine a few days ago. Everything was okay until you decided to do something really stupid.

That day was just as normal as any other day in your life. You went to your work and worked till the evening and after work you went out with your friends. You all were enjoying your time after all you met your friends after a long time. While talking you did not realize when the topic changed and everyone started talking about some ritual to summon a demon that was going viral on social media. You had no idea what they were talking about since you kept yourself away from these things because honestly you were a coward and you knew that.

“what ritual are you talking about?“, You asked out of curiousity.

“whaaat? you don't know about the viral ritual everyone's doing to summon a demon?“, One of your friend asked with surprise and you just shook your head.

“well there's this ritual everyone's is trying on social media. basically you just take a coin, a paper and a pen. then write yes or no on the paper and write anything that you wish for on top of the paper and then put the coin on paper and say the spell before asking 'are you here?' and if the coin moves to yes then the demon is summoned and then ask the demon to fulfill your wish.“, Another of your friend explained in detail. It sent shivers down my spine but also made me curious. Would the demon really fulfill wisheswishes of the summoner?

“are you going to do the ritual y/n?“, Your friend suddenly asked.

“no why would i do that? i do not want to summon any demon“, You quickly denied.

“well the demon is supposed to fulfill one of your wishes“, Your friend said.

“omg you're right ! i heard that too“, Another one said.

“i might just do the ritual and ask for unlimited money at least i wouldn't have to go to office and see the face of my evil boss everyday. i'd rather see a demon's face than seeing my boss's face “, She said and everyone just laughed and the topic of your conversations changed again from demonic ritual to demonic boss. However, now all you could think about was the ritual.

Soon the evening with your friends came to an end and everyone left after saying their goodbyes. You made your way home as well. After reaching your home, you took a shower and ate dinner and went to bed but you couldn't sleep because your thoughts were filled with the ritual thing your friends told you today. You suddenly sat up and sighed.

You got out of your bed and bought a pen, paper and a coin with you. Sitting down on the floor of your bedroom you placed the paper on the floor in front of you and wrote yes and no on the paper. you thought for a while about what to wish for before writting the word 'LOVE' on top of the paper and placing the coin on the paper with your index finger on the coin.

You closed your eyes and said the spell before asking “are you here?“, however there was no answer.

“are you here?“, You asked again.

no answer again.

You tried a few times more and yet there was no answer so you just opened your eyes thinking the ritual was fake. You look down on the paper as a gasp leaves your mouth. The whole paper was now filled with the word 'LOVE' written everywhere on it. That scared you so you just picked up the paper before tearing it into pieces and throwing it away in the garbage.

You were so spooked that you couldn't sleep the whole night that night. The next day you woke up to see the piece of paper you tore last night was again back into it's original form lying on the same spot as yesterday on the floor of your bedroom. Your heart beat increased you picked up the paper and threw it in the garbage again. And went on with your day. However, throughout the day the feeling of someone staring at you kept you on the edge. You continuously felt a presence around you but you couldn't do anything about it and had to act normal or people would think you're crazy.

At night you would clearly feel someone laying beside you on as you would feel their breath on the crook of your neck but never did you ever had the guts to turn around to look what it was. Soon the activities became more evident as you now could see a silhouette following you or standing in the corner of your room from the corner of your eyes. You were scared. It was scary that no matter where you go it followed you.

Everything that was happening was driving you crazy. The doors of your room being shut by themselves. Light turning on and off. Feeling someone laying beside or sitting on top of you every night. It was all scary. The fact that it had now started calling your name at nights was even scarier. It would wishper in your ears the whole night. You were losing your sanity slowly.

Your colleagues started noticing this behavior change of yours. You would suddenly scream as if u had seen something constantly telling someone to leave you alone and being scared and paranoid. Slowly they started distancing themselves from you and started spreading rumors about you being crazy.

Now everyday at your work not only would u have to go through the constant torture of that demon u summoned but also with people constantly wishpering about you. You were alone completely alone when one of your colleagues approached you. He was a nice person. He was kind to everyone and never had he ever wishpered about you rather he stood there for you if he saw someone talking behind your back. Others thought he liked you. He really did.

He was the only one who would talk to you at work. He would eat lunch with you and accompany you home. You felt somewhat safe in his presence because at least there was someone being there for you.

Maybe you shouldn't have talked to him. If you hadn't then he wouldn't have died.

You had come from work today at your usual time and your colleague came to drop you off to your home as usual. You invited him to come inside the house but he just rejected and ran away. You didn't know why. Did he see something? You sighed and came inside and started doing your usual work at home when suddenly the power went off. You got scared. Honestly since all this started happening with you, you developed a fear of darkness. You wouldn't even sleep with your room's light off.

Suddenly behind you someone wishpered your name and you whiped your head back to see who it was but there was no one. Soon the wishpering got louder. Someone was constantly calling your name but there was no one. You covered your ears and ran into your room when suddenly everything got silent. You were breathing heavily. Now all you could hear was your own breath and sound of your heart beat.

Your whole house was pitch dark and only your room had a dim light coming in through your window from the streetlight outside.

From the pitch darkness outside your room you heard something roll. It was like a ball you couldn't see clearly until it rolled to where you were standing and stopped it in front of you. The light coming into your room fell on to and that's when u saw. It was the head of your colleague. You were horrified. A loud scream left your throat. You continuously screamed and out of reflex you kicked the head and it rolled back into the darkness outside your room. Suddenly a sudden burst of laughter came from outside your room. The voice so deep and scary that you started crying even more. Your whole body shook as you knelt down on the floor sweat in and crying. praying to every God there is.

“please what do you want please go away please“, You cried as you covered your ears once again.

You heard sudden footsteps coming from the outside. You open your eyes and look up. Your heart beating so fast you fekt you were having a heart attack. Your breath as heavy as possible. The footsteps came closer and closer. With each footstep you felt more and more dizzy.

Finally you saw silhouette of a man at the door of your room. Your whole body froze. You instincts were telling you that this being was something very dark and sinister and now no one could save you.

The silhouette moved closer and as the light fell upon him you saw his face. He was probably the most hauntingly beautiful man you had ever seen but that was what scaring you the most. He did not look like the typical demon you saw in movies and tv rather he was perfect, too perfect to a point that it was scary.

“i am here“, He suddenly said in a monotonous and deep voice as he leaned forward and gave you a child like smile. It sent shivers down your spine and sent you into an instant panic mode. You started crying hysterically and grabbed your hair pulling them.

He moved closer suddenly and you moved away in instant out of reflex. You moved away from him until your back hit the wall. Suddenly pale hands came out of the wall and grabbed you. You screamed loudly as you tried to break free but to no avail. Again two hands came out of the floor and grabbed your ankles. You kept screaming and trying to break free. Your throat had started to hurt from all the screaming and crying now.

The man just stood there and stared at you with an expression so unreadable.

“why are you crying? you called me here“, He said as he chuckled and sat down in front of your shaking form.

“little girls shouldn't play dangerous games you know“, He spoke as he lift his hands to caress your cheeks but you just flinched away.

“didn't your parents teach you that?“, He laughed loudly clearly mocking you.

He stopped laughing and looked at you again, “as i have already been summoned shouldn't i fulfill your wish as well?“ He said as he stood up again and you just looked at him confused. Your wish? What was it? oh yeah you wrote LOVE on the paper.

Suddenly in front of your eyes you saw people hanging from the ceiling of your room. You were horrified by this scene but what horrified you the most was it were dead bodies hanging from the ceiling. Dead bodies of your loved ones. You eyes were left wide opened seeing your family, your friends hanging from the ceiling.

“no no this can't be...t-this can't be happening oh my god“, You cried and screamed. The hands that were grabbing you suddenly vanished as you got up and ran to those bodies. You held the feet of your sibling as you screamed and cried. What had you done? It was all happening because of you.

The man who was watching your every move just titled his head and walked towards you before snatching your body away from your sibling's.

“why are you crying so much? isn't this nice? now you have no one who would love you except for me“, He said nonchalantly.

“wasn't that your own wish“, He said as he gave you a smile.

“what the hell are you saying? i never wished for this“, You screamed at him.

“go away get away from me you demon—“, You screamed again as you suddenly felt a force throw you across the room. Your body hit the wall as you fell with a thud. Your whole body was in pain now as you moaned with pain. Suddenly you felt your feets being grabbed and something dragged you again across the room and stopped where the man was standing.

He sat down in front of you, “you're a bit disrespectful aren't you? it's okay though i can teach you how to be respectful“, He said as he smiled sweetly.

“afterall you are to stay with me for an eternity now“, He said as his expressions changed to dark and sinister again and he stood up grabbing your feet and dragging you out of your room into the pit of darkness.

//I'M SO SORRY IF IT WAS BAD 😭😭 I PROMISE I WILL IMPROVE AAA ANYWAYS LOOK FORWARD TO UNCEASING PT.2 COMING SOON !!

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[linos-luna]

To be desired ❣️🔪

Yandere!Yeonjun x Fem!Reader

Warnings: obsessive behavior, smut, fingering, unprotected sex, Yandere, making out, manipulation, controlling behavior

♡ ———————— ♡ ———————— ♡

Boys never loved you the way Yeonjun did. All through high school no boys had crushes on you, in fact many of them made fun of you, constantly calling you ugly or fat or weird. All you wanted was a boy to love you. For one to tell you that you’re beautiful or that you’re the love of his life. For a boy to be obsessed with you. To be desired. Other girls got that so why can’t you? A boy that wants to be with you and will go out of his way to make it happen. You grew sour of other girls that had that. Of course that can lead to problems but you didn’t care.

So when you met Yeonjun , it was a dream come true. He loved you so much! He called you beautiful every day and wanted to be with you 24/7. He wants to please you and hold you and kiss you. He loves everything about you. You don’t even realize how toxic he is. He’s obsessed with you and that’s all you’ve ever wanted… right?

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Yeonjun had you leaning back on your elbows as he passionately made out with you. You were dressed, ready to go out but your boyfriend wasn’t letting up. He grabbed your waist with one hand and laid you down. He continued making out while tugging your hair.

“Yeonjun….” You giggled. “I have to go…”

“No you don’t.” He said with a smile as he crawled over you. He continued kissing you while grinding his clothed crotch into yours. “You don’t have go go anywhere, baby…”

You gasped at the feeling and threw your head back, giving him access to your neck.

“Are you wet baby?” Yeonjun said with a tease in his voice as he tried using one hand to unbutton and unzip your jeans.

“Y-yeah… but…”

“But what?” He asked, tugging your hair lightly.

“I have to go, Junnie... It’s my sister’s birthday.”

“But I want you here…” he sighed as he finally unzipped your jeans. “I want to love you~”

You moaned softly as he lowered your pants and palmed you over your panties.

“Let me love you, baby. Stay here with me.”

“J-jun… J-Junnie…” you gasp when feeling him stick his fingers under your panties and now touching your clit.

“Forever baby… stay here forever…” he repeated while sucking harshly on your neck, definitely leaving hickies for later. “You’re my beautiful little girl. I want no one to look at you.”

“Y-yeah?” You ask as he continues rubbing your clit.

“Yes baby. You’re mine, darling.”

You stop struggling for a moment and help him lower your panties. Yeonjun was a little surprised at first but quickly started undoing his pants.

Your boyfriend smirked as he teased your cunt with his cock.

“You’re my pretty girl.” Yeonjun whispered in your ear as he thrusted into you. “My. *thrust* Pretty. *thrust* Girl. *thrust*

You nearly cried at how hard he was thrusting and the intensity. Moaning his name out loud, you came as he hit that sweet spot and your boyfriend pulled out. He rubbed your cheek, admiring you.

“Don’t go anywhere, baby…”

“You… you can come with me.” You replied while pulling up your panties, trying to catch your breath. You sat up, looking around for your pants, about to stand up when he grabbed your arm.

“No!” He yelled, yanking you back down. “Stay here!”

“Junnie, don’t be ridiculous…” you laugh nervously, getting back up again, only for him to grip your wrist tightly.

“You can’t go anywhere today, baby.” He said with an odd smile. You tried tugging your arm back but he’s pretty strong. “You’re going nowhere today…”

“B-but—…”

“NOWHERE!!” He shouted suddenly, making you jump. Almost as quickly as he snapped at you, he suddenly softened up, hugging you tight.

“Darling, don’t be scared. I’m sorry!” He pleaded. “I-I just want to love you…”

You didn’t know how to respond as you were being hugged quite tightly.

“You don’t love me? I love you! You’re mine! Mine forever!”

“Yours forever?”

Yeonjun let go of you and nodded. “Mmhm of course! And no one will ever have you except me!”

“Y-Yeonjun…”

“Stay here with me, baby! Please! You’re my princess! I’ll love you forever!” He pleaded.

You weren’t sure how to feel about this. On one hand, it was a bit scary. He seemed frantic and so determined not to let you out. But on the other hand… you were desired.

It was a weird sick dilemma. All you wanted was to be desired…

You responded with a sigh of relief and a feeling of bliss… “Okay… I’ll stay here with you…”

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[cheegu3]

GOOD BOY GONE BAD |

Yeonjun - trust fund baby

synopsis: He was the ultimate, stereotypical rich kid. A trust fund baby having grown up with everything he wanted, never had to work an honest day in his life. You didn’t know exactly why your dad decided he was the ‘’ perfect fit ‘’ but you ended up being forced to marry him.

wc: 8.3k

pairing: f.m reader x yeonjun

genre: yandere, thriller

note: I decided to do short stories to post for a member every once in a while - every member gets assigned a song from the album somewhat related to the story + every other story has a good or bad ending, 🖤

there’s a lot of time-skips bc I didn’t want to make it too long, also the ending is so bad I’m terrible at endings

a/n + extra warning: this will probably be the darkest fic out of the all the members as it has non-con in it (not description, only ‘’ beginning of it ‘’ + talk of it after - and ofc this is in no way a reflection of yeonjun irl. This character is the most vile, disgusting, punchable asshole I’ve probably ever created. Pls read trigger warnings before continuing ⚠️⚠️⚠️

tw / trigger warning: non-con sex (SA), murder, degrading language, swearing, arranged marriage, forceful feeding, daddy issues & mommy issues, unhealthy attachment style, dacryphilia, LGBTQIA death

((none of the GIFs are mine, if you feel uncomfortable with yours being used in yandere fics pls message me <3 :) ))

He didn’t deserve any of it.

That was all you could think about as you walked the halls of your husband-to-be’s extravagant house. You had always had a deep-rooted hate for rich people. What had they really done in their past lives that made them so special, that made them so worthy of the privilege and easiness that was handed to them at their birth. What was it?

In all your years alive, you had never figured it out. You were quite spiritual due to your upbringing, and believed rich people or people in general who live comfortably with minimal pain - were people who had worked hard in the afterlife to earn points, being able to reincarnate to whatever they wanted to - yet it was still a mystery; why, how - you did not possess the true answers to these questions. You could only watch as they took everything they had for granted, while you barely had enough to survive.

Perhaps the person having the riches didn’t know himself, because he was arrogant, delusional and entitled, thinking the whole world was supposed to be catered to him. 

All he knew was that he wasn’t built for love. At least not normal and healthy love. He only knew obsessions and extremes, that was how he was raised with absent parents, always working. He knew that their parenting, or rather lack of lead to their son being unhealthily attached to his maids and that this would eventually affect his love-life too. He wouldn’t fall in love the typical way - no, he’d fall in ‘’ love ‘’ due to obsession, due to not being able to get whoever he desired whenever he desired it, like a kid throwing a tantrum.

You just happened to be an inconvenience - why did your father have to propose such an idea to a lustful, hormonal young man who was trying to figure out the world. 

So it was really your fault. You were the reason for his forbidden, hushed feelings; those that were dark, unwanted and scary - those he carried but could never show.

That’s why he looked down on you now, standing on the second floor at the top of the stairs - with a mix of emotions behind his eyes. Hatred, anger, maybe pity.

You looked quite kind, sweet and far too innocent for what he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop from happening to you.

He was going to ruin you completely, he’d enjoy it for sure but now all he could feel was sympathy for the broken down version, that was a complete 180 from this woman, that would come to be.

*******

The butler next to you shifted uncomfortably, very much embodying the tense and slightly awkward air in the room.

“ Welcome to house Choi, ma’am “ he pressed out before hurrying away.

You now stood in front of your husband. It all felt a little too unreal. Other than the person you had been married off to, there was also the fact that were was no wedding, no send off or goodbye, no nothing really.

It made it so much harder to accept your current reality.

“ Hello “

He was the first one to speak out of the two of you, now that you had been left alone, to your dismay.

“ Hi “ you said, only keeping the eye-contact briefly.

“ I’ll show you to our room “

You nodded, swallowing all the insults you wanted to hurl at your husband. He took you further into the second floor, where endless hallways stretched from a sort of pentagon shaped base. 

You followed him hurriedly, afraid to get lost - to the middle hallway, at the end of it was yet another unnecessarily extravagant and luxurious item, an almost white or beige tall door with gold carvings on it.

He pushed it open to reveal even more lavishness. You refused to show any sort of fascination or awe at any of it. Yet he still looked at you smugly while you took it all in though, as if expecting anyone to be immensely impressed.

You put down your bags at the end of the bed and sat on it, sighing deeply since you felt grateful for some time to yourself and to be able to rest. But your husband, Yeonjun seemed to linger for long in the doorframe, just watching you creepily.

You finally tore your eyes away from the floor and looked at him, an assertive look on your face.

‘‘ Can I get some alone time or will you stick to me at all times because we’re married now? ‘‘ you asked coldly while keeping eye-contact.

Something flashed behind his eyes, but just as quickly as you had seen it, it was gone and instead replaced by a cocky grin.

‘‘ You’re feisty, aren’t you? ‘‘ he laughed and then turned on his heel, but stopped before closing the door behind him.

‘‘ Ah, right. Dinner’s at 6, don’t be late ‘‘ he pointed at something behind you, a clock and then winked cheekily before finally exiting completely.

You buried yourself under the covers, barely having any time to think before you drifted off to sleep in a heartbeat. 

*******

A loud noise woke you up several hours later. You swore you had just dozed off for a couple of minutes. As the grogginess from sleep wore off, an angry Yeonjun came into your line of view.

He was staring down at you, tie undone and he looked like he could get on top of the bed and choke you just about then.

You sat up straight, now feeling a lot more awake with the fear-inducing eyes on you.

‘‘ S-sorry, did I..? ‘‘ you began, not quite sure yet what you had done wrong.

‘‘ Miss dinner? Yeah ‘‘ he wasted no time on closing the space between you, a hand gripping your arm and hoisting you up on your feet.

You only stared at him in fear but he paid you no mind - stubbornly forcing you to go down the stairs and sit to eat.

The fact that while glancing over and seeing that his seat was empty, made the whole situation more uncomfortable. He was standing to your left, very close and just staring at you waiting for you to eat.

You didn’t even realise you were sweating - you should’ve just taken a bite, to satisfy him but for some reason you couldn’t. The anxiety paired with the intense stare on you made you unable to hold your fork straight.

After a while he was even more fed up. One hand grabbed ahold of your jawline while the other grabbed the fork with a bit of meat. He then forced your mouth open and shoved it in so forcefully that you felt the ends of the fork stab the roof of your mouth.

You winched away from him, but he was already going for another bite. This time you let him open your mouth without much resistance.

When his eyes lingered on you again you quickly swallowed. He looked satisfied and you made the mistake of thinking he wasn’t angry anymore; that, that was the end of it.

He led you upstairs again, into your shared bedroom and closed the door behind. Everything was normal at first, he got ready for bed without saying a word - you of course turned away when he took his shirt off and instead went to the bathroom to do the same thing and brush your teeth.

You ended up admiring the nightgown he had given you. It was a bit too short but it was very cute with bows and lace at the edges. You smiled for the first time that day at such a small thing.

Then you braced yourself before walking out again. You barely looked at him before crawling into bed but felt how the bed dipped as he got in too.

Why was he being so quiet?

‘‘ Goodnight ‘‘ you said, hesitantly.

You felt your cheeks slightly heat up at the long silence after. Then you heard shuffling and felt him turn around to face you.

You felt uncomfortable again, closing your eyes and trying to think of anything but the fact that he was so close. That’s when he started to move closer, his heavy breath eventually tickling your neck as he buried his head in the crook of it.

‘‘ Aren’t you gonna give me a wedding gift? Stay still for me ‘‘ he said in a half-whisper, his husky voice sending shivers down your back.

Your furrowed your brows and was about to ask what he meant. 

‘’ I deserve this ‘’ he added.

Yeonjun’s hand slipped under the nightgown, lifting it so your underwear was exposed. You gasped and instantly reacted by trying to tug it down but his hand caught your wrist.

He liked how you struggled in his iron-like grip, he was stronger than you, way stronger and he was very determined to get what he had been waiting all day for.

You whimpered as you felt yourself run out of energy to keep trying to fight back and the realisation that the inevitable would happen because of it, broke your heart; tears streamed down your face as he flipped you over on your stomach.

Yeonjun felt ecstatic. He had been waiting too long for this, the moment you were declared his wife he wanted to mark you as his - practically willing to go to your house straight away. But he composed himself, he wanted it to be special. 

As special as it can be for someone who is sick and is only able to love sickly. In his fantasy it wasn’t romantic, it was a sort of ceremony. For his pleasure, and for your submission to be put into stone.

What he hadn’t expected though was for him to enjoy your tears so much. While watching you now, face down and pressed to the pillow with muffled sobs escaping you - he felt arousal and ecstasy and most of all power, all that he craved in front of him and within.

You did that to him. You brought out those addictive feelings. It was your fault you made him feel like this.

And finally he’d be able to punish you for it, something sure to leave a mark forever.

*******

The sun shined right onto your face early in the morning, making you toss and turn and realise at the same time that you were unfortunately alive - you had prayed to not wake up again, but alas God never listens.

The memories of the night before came flooding back to you but you tried your best to push them away by repeating random words inside your head in hopes of your brain latching on to something else.

You cautiously peeked at the man beside you. Seeing that monster after what he did to you almost made you throw up. The glance was quick, he looked like he was sleeping comfortably, resting on one of his arms that was stretched up and under his head.

Despite you crying yourself to sleep and wishing to never wake up again, there was one thing you had wished for more - for him to never wake up again. It would be the ultimate karma if he never did. You would inherit his fortune living comfortably in this big mansion all alone, not a man in sight to disturb you.

But whenever you allowed your mind to wander like that the more realistic thoughts would hit, unfortunately. Saying that if it sounded too good to be true, it was very likely to be so.

Soon enough, you felt your husband’s hands wrap around your waist, tugging you so close that your back was touching him.

Involuntarily you began to shake, thinking he was going to repeat his horrific acts until you showed submission and obedience.

A sudden deep laugh caught you off guard.

“ You can’t even look at me “ Yeonjun said, tauntingly.

You closed your eyes praying to whatever God was out there to not make you cry in this moment, to not show weakness.

“ You’re still fighting, which makes it more fun for me “ he added.

“ But really, we both know you should give up, especially after yesterday “ he sneered.

Your body froze, you felt like you had to get out of his arms because they were not a safe space. Putting your weight on your forearm, you pushed with it to sort of shuffle out of his hold.

He scoffed and not even a second later you were pulled back into his arms without any effort.

It felt humiliating and defeating.

“ You’re so fucking weak “

His words hit like knives, and he knew it did.

The dark, mocking chuckles that followed felt very disturbing. But nonetheless, you were still extremely determined to not give in completely and let yourself cry. It proved to be harder than you had thought. You almost flinched and audibly gagged when you felt his disgusting hands wandering and snaking around your waist again. It took a lot of effort to not do any of that, on top of not crying - it was honestly exhausting.

Your eyelids began feeling heavy again. Yeonjun felt you relax - finally not fighting back anymore, which surprised him. Instead of having to fight the emotions from overtaking you, you now had to fight to stay awake, because there was no way in hell you’d let yourself fall asleep around him and be as vulnerable as can be.

It was taking all of your energy to stay awake though. The man behind you gave you a rare smile, one only he could see. He couldn’t help but find you cute in that moment. You looked very vulnerable - fighting deeply against the unfairness of the world, but in the end, succumbing to something as simple as a basic human need.

How pathetic

As your breathing became heavier, head hanging only for it to dart back up a few seconds later - along with you desperately trying to tell yourself words in your mind to stay awake, you eventually was not able to fight the laws of the nature.

Your head dipped again, but this time you fell asleep deeply. Soundly sleeping comfortably in the arms of your abuser.

Yeonjun looked down at you with a newfound curiosity. In a way it was bittersweet - he could have manipulated you, played his cards right and made you fall in love but in the end he knew it was gonna be a one-sided relationship again, like all his past relationships, wether it be romantic or platonic.

He was scared of going out of his usual routine. New things or experiences scared him and he didn’t feel that anything such would go his way. If you knew this, maybe you wouldn’t blame him but then again, that was probably just him making excuses for acting badly towards people.

He hadn’t known any other way but for some reason you had to suffer because of it - Yeonjun knew that wasn’t fair, but he felt he couldn’t help it. It’s very hard to break free from the way you’re programmed to do, every day of your life.

Your newfound husband thought this as he looked at his wife. He didn’t want to do anything inappropriate at that moment, he just wanted to watch you sleep, curiously.

You looked the most comfortable and safe when you slept, a slight upturn of the corners of your mouth was something that indicated this, and something he had noticed the night before.

Maybe it was because that was the only place that felt truly safe for you. If he was normal, he would’ve started to feel immense guilt by now, but Yeonjun felt nothing.

He felt that very thing he did - he did for a reason and putting oneself’s first as a priority wasn’t a bad thing.

*******

When you opened your eyes again, it didn’t take long for you to recall what had happened just before you fell asleep. However, you quickly realised you couldn’t feel his strong hold around you anymore.

You looked behind you and then scanned the rest of the room and came to the conclusion that he must’ve got up and left the room. You let out a relieved sigh, not sure if you could handle his suffocating presence again. You were thankful for the few moments alone you got.

So you sat there for several minutes - not particularly admiring the room like you would’ve if this was normal, because it was anything but normal. Instead you were looking around the room to look for weapons and escape routes.

It was spacious, should he chase you; but it had downsides - it didn’t have any good weapons, maybe purposefully and it only had the one door to the bathroom, the other door to the entrance and windows that were far too high up.

You went over the pros and cons of jumping through the window, because you were way too sure there was no way you’d get out through the front; he had those terrifying guards, maids and probably an alarm. In short, way too many things to alert the devil that you were trying to escape.

If you were to jump, you might break a leg or two at most, you could handle one leg or a broken ankle, as well as a broken arm but maybe you were being way too optimistic. Either way you refused to let the small spark of hope inside die.

Firm knocks interrupted your thoughts. You glanced to the door just in time to see it open, revealing Yeonjun. He hadn’t even waited for you to give an answer, the thought made you scoff as you met his eyes - of course not.

‘‘ You’re finally up ‘‘ he said plainly.

You pursed your lips and nodded.

‘‘ Let’s go down then, my maids are waiting for you ‘‘

You furrowed your brows confusedly. His maids? What could they possibly want?

He laughed at your puzzled expression.

‘‘ To bathe you ‘‘ 

‘‘ To, bathe- ‘‘ you stuttered.

But your husband had already turned on his heel.

‘‘ I have short patience, move it ‘‘ he warned while looking over his shoulder at you, not stopping once.

You hurriedly followed and on the way down the staircase you looked around like you had done in the bedroom to look for escape routes and possible weapons. The sight disappointed you yet again, and without meaning to you let out a defeated sigh.

‘‘ No need to look, there’s no way out of here ‘‘ he snickered in front of you with his back turned.

‘‘ What? I wasn’t- ‘‘

‘‘ I have cameras, everywhere ‘‘ 

You swallowed the uncomfortable feeling in your throat. Technically you hadn’t done anything wrong but you were terrified of getting punished again, which was why you felt like you were now walking on eggshells.

You followed him all the way down the many notorious hallways - ending up outside a smaller bathroom, luxurious nonetheless, with the door standing open and revealing one maid kneeling by the bathtub. It looked like she was scrubbing it. When she heard your footsteps coming to a halt in front of the bathroom she looked up and gave a polite smile.

‘‘ Hello, master ‘‘

You cringed at the word.

‘‘ Take care of her ‘‘ Yeonjun said, barely reacting to what she had called him.

The maid nodded and then turned her attention to you.

‘‘ Welcome, y/n. We’re very happy you’re here ‘‘ she said, warmly.

You had to bite your tongue to hold yourself back from exploding in anger or giving her a sarcastic comment. Still, you realised they most likely had no choice in what to say or do when it came to their ‘master’s’ house.

A hand grazed your lower back, sending shivers down your spine, before giving you a slight nudge that made you take a step forwards.

You were about to look back and say something but yet again he was already on his way. You scoffed. He did how he pleased at all times.

‘‘ Y/n? ‘‘ the maid’s soft voice caught your attention again.

‘‘ Hm? ‘‘ you said mindlessly, still watching your husband striding down the corridor.

You wondered what he was in such a hurry to do, where was he going?

‘‘ By orders, I have to wash you. Please enter ‘‘ she said, the polite smile faltering a bit showing that her patience was running out.

You sighed and stepped inside. Not long after an arm reached behind you and closed the door, locking it.

The maid clearly didn’t want to waste any more time, because as soon as the click echoed in the small room - her petite hands quickly found the rim of your t-shirt. She was keeping eye-contact to get consent so she could continue undressing you, and it weirdly felt very intimate yet appreciative.

You nodded, smiling awkwardly. It was clear that both of you wanted it to be over with, so you weren’t going to fight and risk making it last longer.

She pulled the shirt over your head and looked into your eyes again when reaching for your pants. You nodded, avoiding eye-contact.

She did the rest swiftly and then told you to wait while preparing the bath. As she was doing so, you got the chance to really look at her. You couldn’t stop yourself even if you really wanted to. 

You were planning on leaving this place anyway and didn’t want to have to save people you had just met. But you couldn’t help but feel pity as you watched her turn on the tap. She looked young, but older than you by quite a few years and you knew deep inside that there was no way she was doing this job willingly, something you didn’t want to think about.

She also looked sad, her head was hanging most of the time, except for when she had to look into your eyes. It was obvious her polite, sweet smile was a trained automatic mechanism to appear fine and normal on the outside. But if you looked closer you could see the stress evident on her skin and her dark circles.

She turned to you now, with that smile on her face.

‘’ The bath is ready, miss ‘’

You got up and let yourself be lead into the bath, one hand holding onto hers for balance. While in you let out a satisfied breath. This was definitely the most relaxed you had felt since arriving at the mansion; a well deserved break.

After some time of having your eyes closed and a long silence, you opened your eyes again to thank the maid. Her hand was still holding yours but she looked back at you with such intensity that all your words got knocked out of you.

Her eyes were open wide, red specked like she hadn’t slept in days and her fingers tightened around your hand when she saw that she had finally caught your attention.

All you managed to get out was a confused groan.

‘’ Miss, you need to get out of here ‘’ she started, talking at a rapid speed.

‘’ It’s awful here you need to escape before it’s too late I know a way it will take time- ‘’ she added, so quickly it all melted into an incomprehensible mumble.

‘‘-slow down! ‘‘ you grabbed her shoulders to ground her and she breathed out shakily.

‘‘ I’m sorry, miss ‘‘ 

You smiled at her, seeing that she had calmed down but she looked rather disappointed in herself.

‘‘ You have to escape ‘‘ 

You tilted your head at this.

This was the last thing you had expected. The first worker you see is willing to risk their life to help you escape. Not only that, but they grab the first chance they get with you alone to tell you that you need to escape.

‘’ I know a way, I- ‘‘ 

‘‘-What? You know a way? Please tell me, hurry, please! ‘‘ 

It was your time to sound desperate now. You felt paranoid that Yeonjun would come back any minute now. Your heartbeat had picked up and you stared at her the same way, with the same intensity she had done just a few seconds ago.

‘‘ Yes, but it will take time, miss calm down ‘‘ her thumb stroked over your intertwined hands.

You breathed in and out deeply which made your heart-rate stabilise as well as calm your overactive mind which was overflowing with questions, having an urgent need for action.

‘‘ First, you need to gain his trust. You will have to do whatever it takes, no matter how much you hate it ‘‘ she nodded firmly when she saw you grimace at the idea.

‘‘ Then, once he trusts you enough he will let you go outside. You will always be with maids or guards outside but when the day comes that I’m the one to watch over you, you make a run for it! ‘‘ she said in a hushed, urgent voice.

‘‘ Where to? ‘‘ 

‘‘ At the end of the garden he has a botanical pathway, big plants and flowers cover it, but there’s a secret gate there at the very end that leads directly onto a footpath ‘‘

‘‘ You follow it and you will eventually reach a hill, on top you can see the neighbourhoods and the city. It won’t take long to get to the nearest house ‘‘

You nodded eagerly, now taking both of her hands into yours.

‘‘ Thank you, thank you so much ‘‘ your eyes welled up with tears of gratitude.

She gave you a genuine, wide smile full of hope for the first time.

‘‘ What are you doing? ‘‘ a curious and slightly disgusted voice asked.

You and the maid jumped at the new voice joining the conversation. None of you had noticed the door opening, Yeonjun must’ve opened it slowly because he heard hushed voices inside. 

But to your surprise, he didn’t look angry. He merely cocked an eyebrow and smirked when you looked at him bewildered and with what you could only imagine was a guilty expression.

‘‘ Are you two done? ‘‘

The maid snapped out of her shock and got up on her feet, pulling you up by the arm with her. She bowed deeply and seemed to keep her head hanging lower than usual, probably to hide her flushed cheeks.

‘‘ Yes, sorry sir ‘‘ she hurried to blurt out, voice shaky.

Yeonjun looked satisfied with her answer and turned his eyes to you again. An amused glint took over his brown eyes, that traveled over your body. That was the exact moment both you and the maid realised you were still naked.

You shrieked and immediately darted behind her to try and hide.

‘‘ Oh come on, it’s not like I haven’t seen it already ‘‘ he teased meanly. 

You felt yourself get angry again but held back when the maid’s words came into your head again. She, on the other hand looked embarrassed and slightly uncomfortable at his words.

Several seconds in silence passed without him moving an inch, he had a challenging look in his eyes whenever you dared meet them. So you sighed after finally having enough of the game and went past the maid to pick up your clothes.

You could feel both their eyes on you as you quickly got dressed but you ignored it and hoped that your cheeks wouldn’t be flushed as well.

Then you stood up and stepped out of the room to stand next to Yeonjun, ready to follow him. You gave the maid another small smile of gratitude.

‘‘ Let’s go ‘‘

*******

After your talk with the maid you barely saw her and you started to feel anxious, thinking your husband had gotten rid of her or somehow found out your scheming. Time was moving incredibly slow, it felt like he never let his noose around your neck go, never making things a bit easier for you or being a bit more lenient - no matter how much you took whatever he did to you.

Every night, you’d cry and pray that the next day would be different, that tomorrow would be the day he loosened the hold to give you the opportunity to escape.

You hoped he hadn’t noticed your sudden change in behaviour. Thankfully, you didn’t think so because he had acted the exact same the past week. He rarely showed affection unless it was concealed under a humiliating tone but nothing else had changed. He was away for most of the day, going to his prestigious school and studying some before coming to torment you.

But then, the day came at last. You had thought it was another normal day with the same routine, a day of similarity merging together with all the other mundane days. 

You got up at the same time as him like always. Then you went downstairs to make breakfast for him and with a dead, emotionless expression on your face, you served him. He finished eating and dragged you upstairs to sit on the bed, praised you for being a ‘’ good girl ‘’ and forcefully kissed you, like he always did because he was afraid of showing he actually loved you.

Then he went downstairs and you were expected to follow him. As you were about to close the door he spoke to the guard next to the door.

‘‘ Ah right, today, she’s allowed outside. Don’t let her get out of your sight ‘‘ 

You immediately lit up but you suppressed it from showing with all your might. The guard nodded and bowed as Yeonjun walked to his driver, meanwhile he himself turned to you.

He didn’t say anything, but just opened the door all the way so you could walk out. You gave him what you thought was a weak smile, filled with uncertainty and nervousness and then followed as he started walking down the garden.

The garden was a lot bigger than you had imagined, something that would be a disadvantage to a person looking to escape. It was wide, long and open - not having many hiding-spots due to the big flower bushes being far from the path. They followed the huge cobble-wall that seemed to go as far as you looked.

The guard came to a halt about halfway down the path. If you continued down the steps that were a few meters away, there was a crossroad, one way to the left, where you assumed hot-springs were, due to the cloud of steam emitting from over there - and one straight way that looked thick with bushes almost swallowing the small path, you were sure that was where you’d reach the botanical garden the maid was talking about.

You made a mental note of it and then walked over to the wooden bench that the guard was pointing to. He lingered for a few minutes behind, keeping a close watch on you but left momentarily to answer a phone-call.

When he returned he barked orders at the handful of gardeners watering the plants to keep an eye on you as he had to do something important.

This could be your only chance.

The only problem was that you had to distract them somehow. But you thought there were a few ways although a shot in the dark, that you had to try. Not trying would make you more disappointed in yourself than trying to escape and then getting caught.

So you took a few calming breaths to prepare yourself and then approached the one closest to you. She was an elderly lady and was crouched down, picking some berries.

‘‘ Excuse me? ‘‘

You went over the practiced lines and plan once more in your head and tried to give her a confident smile.

The elderly woman turned her head towards you and blinked a few times, a blank expression on her face.

‘‘ Um, well I saw that there were some kids over by the entrance, they were apparently cutting off the flowers to give to someone else ‘‘

She continued to stare at you with a puzzled expression but gave no answer. When you saw her head turn to look at the other workers you panicked a bit, she didn’t seem to believe you so you had to give everything you got.

‘‘ Really, think of how disappointed Yeonjun would be when he finds out, your master ‘‘

Her eyes bulged as soon as you mentioned Yeonjun and she quickly scrambled to her feet, setting off on a half-run straight away.

You hurried down the steps, getting even closer to the crossway now and hid along with the wall. The gardeners who were working on the flowerbeds further away looked at each other confusedly. 

You got lucky, they started to move to follow the elderly woman meanwhile the ones closest to the mansion’s wall, where they couldn’t see you, stayed behind.

Just like you had planned in your head, you waited a bit longer before you would try to run for it.

You started to count down a minute, glancing a lot at the workers above and down the path again. It seemed quiet, so you slowly moved along the wall.

‘‘ What do you think you’re doing? ‘‘

The blood in your veins froze.

That voice...the one you hated so much. 

It was coming from right behind you. Somehow, being caught redhanded made your fight or flight kick in and you ran for it without looking back.

You could hear steps coming closer and closer.

Heading straight for the overgrown botanical garden you jumped into a rose bush some meters in. Running wasn’t your strongest suit so you figured hiding was the smartest move, and also since he’d know exactly what you would’ve been heading for. 

The steps became louder and you held your breath as they went right past you. The sound disappeared completely as the distance between you and your captor increased. How you wished there was another way out though; all you could do now was to wait for him to run back after realising you weren’t there and then you could crawl out and make a run for it again.

It would take way longer than you had anticipated.

It felt like you had sat still for hours in the bush, not daring to move around or barely breathe. The sky had even turned dark before you felt brave enough to peek out from your hiding spot.

Every sound made your anxiety spike - every rustling leaf or crunch from the gravel below your feet. Maybe it wasn’t too late to turn back? You could go out and up to the house, beg on your knees for Yeonjun to forgive you and maybe you’d be left alone, unhurt. 

You quickly shook off this thought invading your mind, it was too late to turn back now, you had waited too long for this opportunity to escape your personal hell on earth to chicken out now.

You remembered what your mom had told you - if you try there’s a 50/50 chance, if you don’t, it’s 0%. With these words echoing in your mind you finally pushed the last bush aside, revealing the path again to you.

A quick glance from side to side told you that no one was on it. You also listened for a few seconds but all that could be heard in the deafening silence were your own heavy breaths. 

You took a hesitant step out, being fully out in the open now to whoever had a view of the botanical garden’s entrance. It felt as if the sound of your heart drumming in your chest would cause it to jump out any minute - maybe along with any predators that lurked in these corners. 

The path cleared only for you to come face to face with an overgrown bit again but you knew that this was the way out, the hidden door. Pushing through it would prove to be quite the hassle. Thorns cut your skin easily and you hissed while trying to ignore the warm liquid pouring down slowly.

There wasn’t much left now, the maid can’t have meant a long path.

Right as you were beginning to see the clearing through the thinner leaves in front, you were yanked back by your hair.

You yelped in pain and tried to get out of the person’s hold. Deep down, you knew who it was which only made you thrash around frantically, desperately trying to get away from your predator.

‘‘ Found you ‘‘

His voice was low with no amusement in it, like he was tired and quite irritated. You felt cold metal touch the exposed skin on your neck, and seconds later you weren’t able to continue fighting back.

You cursed yourself, Yeonjun and even the world for being so unfair - expecting your vision to get blurry and accepting it when you fell into darkness again. 

*******

Your husband stood in front of your slumped form now. The guards had tied you up behind the pillar like they were told and he was just waiting for you to wake up.

Yeonjun was feeling only a little bit bad about what was about to happen, but you had tried to escape after all. Although it wasn’t successful, you had almost put everything on the line. If the public found out that a top businessman’s son had treated his wife like that, then the empire wouldn’t be his to take over. He couldn’t let that happen, so he needed to teach you a lesson - never escape again, never even try it.

Minutes passed and he was getting impatient. He walked over and nudged you with his foot, like you were no more than an animal that he didn’t want to be associated with.

You stirred slightly and then opened your eyes. Immediately you wished you could go back to being asleep, the only place you seemed to get peace.

The first thing you saw was your dad. Hands and feet bound and kneeling on the floor with a gag in his mouth. He looked rough. There were visible cuts on his face and his head was hanging looking like just holding his head up was tiresome. 

‘‘ What have you done to him? Why is he here? ‘‘ you asked, voice hoarse.

You felt exactly like your dad, tired and like you had given up. That hope you had so desperately held on to was not at all evident in your voice now.

Yeonjun crouched down next to you and the corners of his mouth curled up. There was no frustration in his eyes anymore, he met yours confidently - he had after all gotten what he wanted.

‘‘ Your dad is here...because you couldn’t behave ‘‘ he says, mockingly slow like you were a child or too stupid to understand.

You didn’t answer him, you only looked at your dad with pity. Somehow you knew what was going to happen to him but you felt too tired and angry to care. Nothing really surprised you now anyway, especially when it came to the extent of Yeonjun’s sadism and cruelty. 

His eyebrows twitched while watching you, he was confused.

‘‘ You don’t care? ‘‘

At that you saw your father move, his head raising to somewhat try to look at you. Something stirred in your heart; no matter what he had done to you, you could never hate him. No matter how hard you’d try, there would always be a sense of love and care for him. You wanted him to be happy and healthy, not here to meet a horrible fate that was due to your reckless actions.

The realisation of your true feelings made a single tear fall. You looked at him and met his eyes, smiling bittersweetly.

‘‘ I do ‘‘

‘‘ But? ‘‘ 

‘‘ There’s nothing I can do ‘‘

His arrogant laugh echoed. Not long after, he started to turn his head to focus on your dad, as if expecting something.

‘‘ I think there’s something you should know. Before your dad meets his fate that is ‘‘

Yeonjun paid you no attention as you stared bewildered at him, not sure what to expect.

He smirked again, eyes never leaving your dad. You saw in the corner of your eye how one of his guards moved from behind.

‘‘ You see, your dad never sold you off, not easily anyway ‘‘ you blinked at him, dread slowly creeping up on you.

‘‘ He was forced to. My dad threatened that he would kill you when your dad failed to follow through a payment. This was the only way he could save your life although immediately putting his own in misery ‘‘ he laughed mockingly to your dad.

‘‘ How pathetic ‘‘

Your eyes stung with fresh tears. You wished so badly that he was wrong; that your dad had really been an awful person to give his daughter up like that. But reality was often much more crueler than you’d expect, making this goodbye a deeply painful one.

Yeonjun felt amused as he watched your dad cry upon seeing your tears fall. He had lived with such guilt and pain, having to know every day that you hated him. But now, he felt more the pain of seeing his beloved daughter cry as she realised something and as he knew they would soon be separated again.

During the time you were apart and you hated him, he couldn’t help but think like a father - was your husband treating you okay? Were you fed and cared for? Did you feel lonely?

It ached his heart to come face to face with the person he had been forced to give you off to - a couple of days ago when he had visited your parents’ home, there to take him away and cause his daughter more pain.

Still he felt immensely grateful that the truth would come out before you had to say your goodbyes. It hurt too much on his soul to know you had hatred for him, for something he only did to save you.

Your dad saw it too, the man approaching him while you were focused on Yeonjun, hanging on to every word he said. Therefor he hurried to say his last words.

‘‘ I love you, y/n, goodbye ‘‘

Your head whipped around at his words just as the wandering man plunged a sword through his heart. It felt as if your whole world came crashing down. The lifeless body of your dad fell to the ground and a thick silence followed.

You started to sob uncontrollably, breaths getting quicker. Yeonjun smiled at the mess he had created and then sat down fully next to you, his back resting against the pillar. 

He let you cry there for a long time. You weren’t even sure how long had passed when your sobs calmed down and you felt like there wasn’t an ounce of water left to cry out anymore.

It seemed as if his niceties had been extended for a reason though as more was yet to come. The entrance door opened, the maid coming in with two guards behind her and she was tied just like your dad had been.

You furrowed your brows in confusion and sat up straight, the grogginess from crying quickly disappearing.

Yeonjun got up too, looking happy that there was some new action. This time, he decided to go over to the maid.

He took a hold of your maid’s hair that was neatly tied into a bun and yanked it forwards, earning a yelp of pain from her. Now that she was closer, you could see that she also had marks of resistance, cuts that were bleeding and even old bruises. It made you feel like you could cry again.

Was this all because of you?

‘‘ Do you recognise her? ‘‘

You nodded; mind working overdrive to try and find a possible way he could’ve found out.

‘‘ The one who helped you escape, right? ‘‘ 

He tilted his head while looking down at her degradingly. 

‘‘ And does she know? ‘‘ he met your eyes, smirking and visibly enjoying your puzzled expression that then turned into a horrified realisation.

The maid kept her head down and you were thankful you didn’t have to meet her eyes as your husband continued his torture session.

‘‘ Does she know that all it takes for little y/n to catch feelings is...someone being nice to her? ‘‘ he scoffed ‘‘ So pitiful ‘‘

You felt your face burn in embarrassment, fresh tears threatening to spill at any moment.

‘‘ And an older woman at that ‘‘ 

You refused to meet any of their eyes. 

‘‘ Is it maybe to make up for the lack of love your mommy gave you? ‘‘ he smiled gleefully, not even trying to hide his sadistic emotions.

It was starting to feel painful and uncomfortable. You twisted - trying to in any way get away from the words hitting you, insulting you. The painful childhood memories that somehow Yeonjun had known was hitting every deep spot you had fought so hard to keep buried, and he knew this.

‘‘ But I feel betrayed, by both of you. So someone has to pay ‘‘ he added.

You immediately found his eyes again.

‘‘ Please! Don’t hurt her, just kill me instead! ‘‘ 

You didn’t know if you were begging for him to kill you for your sake more than the maid’s, because after all there’s no way you actually had feelings for her already, right?

You had laid awake every night since then thinking about her. Wondering if she was safe and happy but that must all be normal? She had helped you after all. Either way, there was no way Yeonjun was going to kill you, in the end it’s not the dead you should feel bad for and that are in pain, it’s the living.

Both the maid and you knew what was coming. You gave her a sad, apologetic smile and refused to let your true feelings show; even as the guard reached the second victim, plunging the sword deep into her heart and as her lifeless body hit the floor, you refused to cry. 

You knew that wasn’t what she would’ve wanted you to do anyway. She would’ve wanted you to get revenge and escape on both of your behalves. Just like that, the spark of hope inside came alive again.

No matter what, you had to go through with the plan the maid had told you about a week ago. That time she had approached you and told you about what was going to happen when you’d try to escape.

/

‘‘ They know you’re gonna escape soon. Everyone’s on high alert, even if they’re doing everything to not show it ‘‘ 

You blinked at her, caught off guard by her sudden appearance behind you. You hadn’t seen her since that time she told you about the plan.

A few other maids passed by and you smiled as to not draw attention to yourselves.

‘‘ How do they know? ‘‘ you whispered urgently.

The maid sighed.

‘‘ I overheard maids gossiping as I was cleaning one of the bathrooms a few days ago ‘‘

You sighed now too.

‘‘ Don’t worry. I know their whole plan, you just have to be the perfect actress and then after- when they’ve..killed me. That’s when you can go ‘‘

‘‘ W-what do you mean kill you? ‘‘

She gave you a sad smile, full of meaning.

‘‘ You have to let them kill me for this to work, just trust me please ‘‘ she pleaded, eyes glossy.

‘‘ Okay...I guess I have no other choice ‘‘ you answered after a few moments of hesitating ‘‘ I will trust you ‘‘.

/

As if on cue while you reminisced the memory - all of the guards, maids and even Yeonjun covered their yawning mouths, sudden sleepiness hitting them. It quickly escalated and they grabbed whatever was nearest to not plunge to the floor.

The maid’s plan had worked, the sleeping pills she had slipped into their drinks had worked.

Fresh tears streamed down freely down your cheeks now as you whispered a small ‘’ thank you ‘’ to her still body. Then you untied yourself and stood up. 

It didn’t take long for you to gather your stuff and finally be able to leave your personal hellhole. You opened the door cautiously as if you were expecting someone to be outside the front door ready to ambush you. 

But it was deserted, not even a gardener in sight. You stopped for a moment, having the time to do so as you had already called for a taxi; you just stood there, still and finally feeling at peace, breathing in the fresh air.

You weren’t sure how long the pills would last - the two of you had discussed the use of poison to really be sure they wouldn’t come after you but the maid insisted to use a non-killing option. She explained that he had way more people working for him, they would try to get their revenge by either killing you or getting you convicted, aka a life sentence is prison. So, you had to reluctantly agree. 

But for now, you weren’t too anxious with thoughts of them waking up and possibly finding you within a week because - At last, you were free.

-

a/n: thank u for reading, this is my longest fic yet! also plz don’t drink and write LMAO, this is how the first draft went, I hope it makes u laugh as much as it made me;

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[2:14 AM]

TW: Extremely dark topics, please practice caution whilst reading.

The headlights of the car flickers softly, illuminating the bushes and trees spreading out across the dead end street. The crickets and the small croaks that I can only guess are coming from frogs, seem to get louder by the passing second. Roaring, almost as if they are small spectators tittle-tattling about this son of a bitch. The night black and bleak, the upended crescent moon frowning over my claustrophobic car. Droplets can be heard on the roof, even the clouds seem to be mourning.

I sigh as I cast my eyes upon the woman laying backseat, her eyes closed as the car lights vaguely reveals her face. My breath hitches as it has been my body's automated response to her for a long time. Along with the sweaty hands and stammering.

I wish it wasn't. I wish I wasn't such a loser. I wish I could conversate with her like a normal person without tripping over myself and falling head first. But it doesn't really matter... she understood me. She understood me and she liked me, she told me she did. Dates after dates, mostly her talking and me shyly chiming in at times. It was all that I treasured, really. At times she would be happy and I would be merry with her, other times I'd happily be her shoulder to cry on. She understood me... or at least I thought she did.

I didn't take her out to a concert for her to be making out with a nuance. I wanted to yell but I was confused! Why was she acting like everything is fine after flipping my entire world upside down? Smiling from ear to ear as we got into the puny car to drive back home. Why did she look so happy? Why kiss HIM on OUR date? Also, why didn't she care? Pulled up to a dead end street after gathering all the courage I had to confront her, and if the current predicament was bad..it worsened with an influx of questions thrown at me by her.

Why was I angry? Why did I care about who she kissed? Why was I acting crazy? We were just friends...?

...Friends?

Even through the dark lighting, I can still see the blood seeping in through the seats, creating dark parallel lines. The huge gaping wound at her neck takes nothing away from her beauty and I could almost swear that my hands were sweating like always, if it weren't for the headlights casting light upon the dark red colour coating them.

I take a deep breath as my thumb hovers over those three digits, leaving blood residue on my phone screen.

....

It's 112, what's your emergency?

Uhh, there has been a murder suicide at the.....end of poe street?

The end of poe street?

Yeah

Okay, do you happen to know any of the victims?

Yes, her name's YN YLN and the perpetrator is uhm... choi-choi soobin?

Oh. Are there any signs of life? Are you sure they're both dead?

She is, yeah and I'll be in a few minutes.

( Leading on someone like yan!soobin wether by accident or deliberately, is not a good idea.. I'm sure you'll agree )

Gif by @yeonjune

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[igorsynee]

—EYES THAT SEE YOU.

transmigrated! reader × yandere+prince! beomgyu.

TRAILER VER :

hello,

my name is—huh? what was my name again?

“Sienna ! “, a voice rang from behind me. I turned around to see the source of the voice. a beautiful man with a charming yet terrifying smile had called out to me. Beomgyu. he looks handsome today as well. no wonder he's one of the male leads.

that's right. Sienna is my name isn't it? at least that's how it's supposed to be.

“Sienna ! did you wait long?“, Beomgyu who finally made his way towards me and took a seat besides me in front of the beautiful lake where i was sitting down.

he gave me an extremely beautiful smile yet in his gaze was terrifying. even so, he looked so beautiful calling out my name.

oh. but i am not Sienna. i am—sigh. i cannot remember my name anymore. slowly memories of my past life are becoming fuzzy and blurry. i need to complete this game as soon as possible or i might not exist anymore.

“you're lost in thoughts again. are you thinking of running away from me?“, Beomgyu said pulling me out of my thoughts.

“huh?“, confused i just looked at him. giving me a chilling smile he put his right hand on my head as my eyelids started getting heavier and heavier.

“i will not let you go. even if it means erasing your whole existence.“, he said and that was the last thing i heard before the darkness completely embraced me and i lost my consciousness.

full story will be posted soon <3

p.s : english is not my first language so if there's any grammatical mistake i apologize. i haven't proofread this yet so if there's any typing errors please excuse those too <333

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[sleepchapter]

yandere content..

[5:17 A.M]

yeonjun — 최연준

“you look so cute like this..”

you don’t even know how you got in this situation. but you were tied to a chair, tape covering your mouth, and new tears staining your face every second. every movement you made only burned your skin, but you just wanted free.

you only continued to struggle, and kept trying to scream, knowing it was all futile.

“your struggles, your weak attempts to scream are so cute to me, don’t stop.”

he kneels in front of you, and grabs your face, your tears coating his hands. he lets the slightest smirk show. so cocky, so taunting. he brushes the hair sticking to your face out of the way and just stares admiring you for a second.

“you’re just so pretty… you’ll get used to this, you’ll have to. you don’t have a choice.”

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