I Wanna Be Yours 06

i wanna be yours — 06

summary: in which bts find themselves completely and utterly infatuated with one of the members of hybe's newest girl group, le sserafim

warning: 5-10 year age gap, oc is of consenting and legal age, yandere bts, unhealthy possessive, and obsessive behavior, violence, smut, idol au

ratings: 18+ (minors dni)

pairs: ot7 x reader

chapter warnings: none

a/n: poor garam has been set up and y/n is not taking it well :( but here comes yoongi to save the day :)

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So maybe you overestimated exactly how much HYBE could help Garam's career and image.

It was a mistake for you to believe that the company would easily be able to make the scandal go away considering how successful it was with some of the biggest K-pop bands in the world under the label. You also were wrong to believe that Bang PD was some sort of fairy godfather who could wave his magic wand and make the whole situation go away. Deep down inside, you deluded yourself into thinking that the situation was something that could easily be fixed. It was your fault, really.

"The only thing we can do for right now is to put out a statement to clear Garam's name. The situation has already blown up and many netizens are demanding an explanation. We'll explain what actions we will take moving forward and see what will happen." Bang PD explained.

He slid over a piece of paper where you and your bandmates were sitting, giving the six of you the chance to read what was going to be put out on the internet. You read it slowly, wishing that HYBE would be more passive-aggressive with it but knew that the tone of the statement could sway what people thought. It was simple, straight to the point, and carefully explained what Source Music and HYBE would be doing.

Hello, this is HYBE.

We would like to inform you about our position regarding the suspicions related to Kim Garam, who is a member of LESSERAFIM, a girl group from Source Music under HYBE.

Since yesterday, there have been accusations made against her on various websites, and we have conducted an internal verification process. The results are as follows:

The recent allegations were cunningly edited to maliciously slander Kim Garam over the events that occurred during the time when she was making friends in the early stages of middle school.

Contrary to the claims, it was confirmed through a third-party statement that Kim Garam was a victim of school bullying, including malicious rumors and cyberbullying, when she was in middle school.

In addition, it was confirmed that the rumors, such as that Kim Garam was a trainee at another agency or that she leaked internal documents, are not true.

We believe that the allegations are maliciously intended to harm the artist who is about to debut, and we inform you that Source Music has taken legal action against the spread of unilateral and distorted allegations and false information related to this case.

Therefore, we sincerely ask you to refrain from speculative reporting based on suspicions that are currently being maliciously raised online.

Furthermore, the allegations that have been raised contain defamation of character against someone who is still a minor who recently made her debut as a celebrity, and we would like to clearly state that we will take legal action without any settlement or leniency.

Thank you.

"Chaewon, Garam, is there anything that should be added or removed? Since Chaewon is the leader and Garam is being accused, I want to be sure that both of you are okay with the statement before it is released."

Chaewon nodded her head. "I think it's good. What do you think, Garam?" She placed her hand on the younger's shoulder, gently squeezing it.

"It looks good," Garam said quietly. "Thank you for doing this. I know idol scandals can get messy, especially ones involving bullying. And thank you for believing me."

Bang PD smiled at her warmly. "Of course, Garam, it's no problem at all. You're a member of HYBE now and we protect our family."

"I do have a question though—will I will be continuing promotions with the group? We just debuted and I would hate it if everybody else's image got ruined because of me."

Hyeongeun gave her a grim look. "We think it's best if you go on a hiatus until the situation is cleared up. As much as we would love for you to be part of being promotions, many fans are upset with the accusations and are demanding that you be removed from the group. If you're still promoting with the rest of the group, a bad image will fall on everybody and we don't want that since you guys just debuted."

Garam knew it would be in vain to hope that she would still be allowed to promote the Fearless EP but there was a sliver that she held onto. The hope that she had was now crushed, alongside the dreams she had of being an idol. She got to be part of the group for about two weeks before the accusations came forward but now it was blatantly obvious that her career was going to end here. All the years she spent as a trainee and preparing to debut with Le Sserafim vanished with the snap of her fingers. She didn't know who was accusing her of such a thing and how a person could come up with such an elaborate story but she was sure that they had been scheming for a while. Surely it wasn't something that somebody came up with overnight.

"I understand." She said quietly.

You patted her back gently, smiling sadly as Garam did her best to return it. The meeting wrapped up within the next few minutes, and the management team dismissed you guys to head back to your dorms. With everything that had gone on within the past two hours, the best thing was for everybody to rest and come to terms with what was going on.

"I think I'm gonna stay here a little longer so I can work on some songs. I'll probably see you guys around dinnertime? Or earlier depending on how productive I can be." You sighed at the mere thought of struggling to help produce a few songs for the future.

"Okay, make sure you come back in time for dinner. I don't want you to come home around midnight again after being trapped in the studio all day." Sakura gave you a side hug.

"Will do, unnie. You can come get me if I'm not back by 5:30."

You bid your goodbyes to your bandmates before getting off on the fourth floor where the studios were located. Le Sserafim was given their own studio once the team was solidified and you were free to use it whenever need be. You didn't have a personal studio and as far as you knew, the only ones who had one were the BTS members. What allowed you to have your own studio in HYBE was unknown to you but you hoped that one day you would have your studio where you could record and produce songs. Producing music was something you recently got into while the Fearless EP was in the works and the producers taught you how to start creating your own music. It was difficult at first but now you were producing a song for Yunjin and got permission to help with the next EP.

There was nothing more satisfying than putting in the code for the studio and hearing the music that played after you unlocked the door. You grinned to giddily, nodding your head before stepping into the studio and shutting the door behind it. You immediately locked the door before collapsing into the seat in front of the mixtable.

You scooted closer to log into the computer, placing the headphones provided by HYBE on your head. You turned Do Not Disturb on your phone and immediately began working, pulling up Yunjin’s song that she had written since the lineup for Le Sserafim was announced.

It was a song that she wrote for the two of you and the other Fimmies, describing what the seven of you went through as trainees, leading up to joining Le Sserafim, and finally debuting. It commemorates the journey that you all had gone through, the struggles and success told by Yunjin.

“It’s a story about us.” She explained shyly as you skimmed the lyrics.

You were the first person Yunjin turned to after she began writing the song, seeking advice about the lyrics and production of the song. She was nervous that you would judge and find the song stupid, but you absolutely loved it.

“I want to celebrate our journey of being trainees and part of Le Sserafim. It’s an oath to everything we’ve been through together.”

I don't know what I'd be doin' without you You love who I am 'Cause I don't care as long as I'm with you I'll reach for your hand In this ugly world where the color is fading You're beautiful in every color and shade, I Don't know if you drink But raise a glass to the past in thе story of us

"Unnie, this is so good." You gaped. "You wrote this all by yourself?"

Yunjin nodded her head. "Yeah, I've been writing this for the past few months."

"Daebak, you're a really good songwriter." You read over the lyrics again, unable to stop a smile from forming across your face. "I'm going to cry when you finish your song."

Blood rushed to Yunjin's cheeks as a wide grin formed across her face. "I hope you're sobbing by the time it's done."

Neither of you knew whether or not Source Music was going to allow Yunjin to release it anytime soon since Le Sserafim just debuted but you worked on the song nevertheless. As soon as Yunjin got the green light, she wanted to release the song immediately so you were working hard on it just in case it would be released sooner than either of you thought.

You were cooped up in the studio for about three hours before finally leaving the studio to take a break. A dull ache settled in your temple about half an hour prior and slowly started to become a headache. If you stared at the computer any longer, you were sure to get a migraine. You sluggishly walked down the hall in search of the bathroom as a well-overdue bathroom break was needed.

After using the bathroom, you headed back toward the Le Sserafim recording studio, walking much slower than you did earlier. The personal studios of the Bangtan members caught your eye, lingering around each door to observe the outside of it. There wasn't much to see considering that only the names of their studio were next to the door but you still stared at each one, wondering what the inside looked like from a first-person perspective. You had only seen their studios in pictures and videos, but neither was the same as witnessing them in real life.

You stood in front of the Genius Lab, analyzing the door as if some sort of code was waiting to be cracked. Yoongi was one of the people you wanted to produce a song with after having heard his incredible producing skills. After listening to That That and learning that Yoongi produced it made you want to talk to him more to gain more skills about how to produce your own skills. Admittedly, you fell into a rabbit hole about him a couple nights back after clicking on link after link and found out about his whole life story along the way.

"Imagine being called The Hand of Midas." You sighed enviously. "That's the coolest nickname to have."

"What are you doing outside of my studio?'

You snapped your head up in alarm, stepping back when you noticed that you were face to face with Yoongi. You gasped, stumbling backward before apologizing profusely. "I'm so sorry, I was looking at the outside of everybody's studios and got caught up in my thoughts. I'm sorry."

Yoongi stared at you in amusement, keeping his mouth shut as you rambled on. He wanted to see how long you would apologize and explain yourself before realizing he wasn't mad at you for standing outside his door. If anything, he was glad that you were the one who sought after him first, even if it was unknowingly.

"Please don't be mad at me." You squeaked out.

Much to your surprise, Yoongi began chuckling, his eyes crinkling as his chuckles turned into laughs. You laughed along too, albeit more nervously, eyeing him as he continued to laugh for a reason you didn't know.

"Haha...why are we laughing?"

"I'm not mad at you, Y/N. Quite the opposite, actually."

"Really?"

Yoongi moved aside and gestured for you to walk into his studio. You slowly walked in, wondering if you had fallen into some sort of trapped as you observed his studio. It was quite large, bigger than the studio he had back at the BigHit building. The room was scarcely decorated, almost little to no decorations hanging on the walls. Despite the blank walls, his studio seemed crowded with the giant speakers that took up most of his desk and the large TV that as mounted on the wall in front of it. Genius Lab truly looked like a musician’s studio.

“You are single-handedly responsible for all of the pollution in the environment.”

You eyed the water bottles that were gathered on the corner of his desk, counting at least a dozen. Yoongi grimaced, grabbing a handful before tossing them into the trash. He slid himself between you and his desk, giving you a smile to distract you from the embarrassing amount of empty bottles. He gestured for you to take a seat on the couch, sitting down at his desk himself.

"So what are you doing on this floor? I haven't seen you or the rest of your group here once." Yoongi leaned back in his seat, placing his hands behind his head.

"I'm in a nearby studio working on some songs." You answered.

At the mention of making songs, Yoongi immediately perked up and sat up straight again. You quickly followed his actions, alarmed that you said something offensive with your answer.

On the contrary, Yoongi seemed quite excited that you made your own songs. As far as he knew, there weren't that many junior groups who produced their own music but that also could be because he doesn't talk to any group outside of Tomorrow X Together. He was eager to talk to you about you knew and even wanted to teach you the ropes if you didn't know much. It wasn't often that he taught other people about producing music and he wanted you to be his first (and only) protégé.

"You produce songs?" Yoongi asked.

"Sometimes..." You trailed off.

You remained vague with your answers, fearing that he would ask to listen to some of the songs you were working on and quite frankly, that was the last thing you wanted. While it was far-fetched that he would care about your song production, you were still afraid that he would want to listen. You would rather jump off of a bridge then let the Min Yoongi listen to your half-finished songs.

"I just started learning though so I have a long way to go before I can start producing good songs." You quickly added.

"I can teach you a few tips and tricks that can go a long way." Yoongi offered.

You immediately shook your head. "No, it's okay. I'm sure you're too busy with your own songs. Thank you though." Of course, you were grateful that Yoongi was even offering to teach you how to produce songs but he also had much better things to do than give you a one-on-one lesson. You didn't want to waste his time when he could do something that was more productive.

"Too busy for you? Never." Yoongi pulled up a new file much to your shock, naming it 'Y/N' before you could stand up to stop him.

Defeatedly, you settled down in the chair that he pulled up to his desk. scooting a bit closer but still remaining a respectful distance. Yoongi, however, had a different idea and grabbed the arm of your chair to roll you closer to him. He pushed you forward so that you were right in front of his desk, settling his arm on your chair. You pressed your lips together at the proximity, choosing to ignore how half of his body managed to be pressed up against yours and instead focus on the computer screen. Wasn't this the man who seemed to hate touching other people?

Unsurprisingly, Yoongi was great at teaching you the basic of producing music. He explained everything at a kindergarten level, speaking slowly so you could understand all of the technical terms he was using. If there was any confusion, he happily explained anything over again and wouldn't move on until you convinced that yes, you understood the second time around and no, a third explanation was unnecessary. It was fun creating your own song with Yoongi, playing around with different beats and rhythms before adding instruments in the background to your liking.

"Oh wow, it's already six." Yoongi sighed, as he checked the time on his phone.

"Six?"

Your eyes widened, realizing that you overstayed yet again at HYBE. You were supposed to be home by now but had gotten too caught up with Yoongi that you didn't notice how fast time had flown by. "I have to go home right now."

"Is there something you need to do?" Yoongi asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"No, I just promised my bandmates that I would be home by 5:30 before they left HYBE so I could be back in time for dinner."

You unlocked your phone, clicking on your notifications to see that the others had spammed you in the group chat but stopped texting five minutes ago when Chaewon assumed that you got caught up in the studio. They simply told you to come back soon and not to forget to eat dinner before ending the conversation. You frowned, feeling. guilty that you had neglected the group chat and that they waited for you to come home in vain.

"What's with the long face, angel?" There was an identical frown on Yoongi's face, his mood dampening when he saw your face drop as you scrolled through your phone. "Did your bandmates say something?"

You ignored his displeased tone, tossing your phone onto the desk before leaning back in your seat. "No, they just told me to not to forget to eat dinner and that they would see me later tonight"

"It's alright, it's only one dinner you're missing." Yoongi patted your head comfortingly.

"I know, it's just that we're going through some problems right now and I wanted to be there for dinner after everything that's happened over the past few days." You sighed, unconsciously leaning further into Yoongi's touch.

He hid his smile before pouting, doing his best to sympathize with you. He was pleased to know that Garam's bullying scandal had taken the internet by storm just like how he and the other members wanted to. In a matter of minutes, her career came crashing down and there were thousands of people calling for her removal from Le Sserafim. Even with the statements HYBE and Source Music were inevitably going to release, there was no coming back for Kim Garam. Jungkook and Taehyung made sure to hire enough of her former classmates and pay them a handsome amount of money to keep their mouths shut. The young students were more than happy to play along with Bangtan's desire to ruin Garam's career when they saw the money that was being offered. It amazed them how cruel and ugly people could be but it gave them all the more of a reason to take you in and protect you from people like Garam's classmates.

"Oh, I heard about the scandal with Garam." Yoongi cautiously treaded, careful not to upset you with the wrong words.

"Who hasn't?" You mumbled.

"I'm sure HYBE and Source Music has everything under control, Y/Nie. After all, you guys are under the most powerful corporation in South Korea. Her scandal can be brushed under the rug and forgotten in no time. Don't worry too much and let them do all of the work."

Yoongi wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you into a hug. You tensed for a second, causing Yoongi to almost pull away but you leaned back, letting his arm drape around you. Despite the uncomfortable position from both of your chairs being between the two of you, you turned your head to place your chin on his shoulder before letting out a frustrated huff. Now, Yoongi normally wasn't an affectionate person and rarely initiate physical touch but he immediately caught on with how you liked it. If being affectionate was how he could get you to soften your heart towards him, then so be it. He was willing to take full advantage.

Yoongi chuckled, amused and endeared at how even your anger was innocent and childlike. Here you were, willingly sitting in the arms of one of the men who was the reason behind your precious bandmate and best friend was going to be kicked out of Le Ssearfim and never seen again. "Do you wanna get dinner so you can take your mind off of things? I know a great jajangmyeon and jjamppong nearby here." He suggested.

You pulled away from his embrace, nodding your head excitedly at the mention of food. The mere thought of eating made your stomach growl. You were excited to get out of HYBE and eat to your heart's content after unintentionally starving yourself all day. "Yes, please."

Yoongi chuckled, ruffling your hair before leading you out of his studio. Seeing the way you accepted his comfort without a second thought despite walking on eggshells around him since you first met made him realize how easily he could sink his claws into you during moments of vulnerability. You sought comfort from anybody who could provide it and as long as he or the other members were around, there was no doubt that you would fall into their trap.

“You don’t mind if Namjoon joins us for dinner, do you?”

“Namjoon sunbaenim?”

You gulped, suddenly nervous about having dinner. You had only just gotten comfortable with Yoongi after being stuck in Genius Lab with him for two hours and you were still a bit uneasy around him. Surely you wouldn’t be able to sit through a dinner with him and Namjoon.

"I won't ask him if you don't want me to," Yoongi quickly added, noticing your discomfort. "It can just be the two of us."

"No, it's okay if he comes. I don't mind."

You and Yoongi had barely sat down yet you felt like you had indigestion. You mentally notes to ask the waiter for your own jug of water when he came back with your food. Drinking a copious amount of water was the only way you were going to be able to get your food down.

Yoongi gave you a skeptical look but he simply nodded, pulling out his phone to send Namjoon a text. You looked away before taking a big gulp of water, cursing yourself for willingly agreeing to have dinner with your senior. It was your fault, really, and you knew you could blame nobody but yourself. Sometimes you wished that you had the courage to say no whenever you were put in an uncomfortable situation but the people-pleaser in your refused to let you. Especially when the said people you were trying to please were your extremely famous, extremely popular, extremely successful seniors.

Namjoon showed up at the restaurant much sooner than you anticipated. He had been in his own studio just down the hall at the same time you and Yoongi were so the trek took less than ten minutes, which was not enough time to prepare for his appearance. You smiled tightly at him, settling with a simple wave before listening to him and Yoongi talk about what to eat. They stared at the menu for quite a while, arguing about what to order and which dish was the best. You remained silent, allowing them to decide for you what to eat since you didn't have the heart to tell them what you wanted.

"Do you prefer jajangmyeon or jjamppong?"

You snapped your head up to see both of them staring at you intently, the menu still in their hands. It took you a second to realize that they were speaking to you, blinking rapidly before you cleared your throat. "Um, I'm fine with either."

"Would be okay with sharing a few dishes?" Namjoon asked. "That way you can try more than one thing."

"Sure, that's good with me."

Namjoon couldn’t help but smile at your shy nature, his eyes crinkling as his dimples poked out. You stared up at him, curious as to why he began smiling out of nowhere. Your eyes were round and wide, full of wonder and innocence that it made Namjoon's heart lurch. He wondered how somebody as pure as you got herself tangled up in the idol industry, where you would surely encounter the exhaustion, pain, and abuse of being a plaything for the public. Whenever he saw you, the same overwhelming urge to protect you always washed over him to the point where he felt like he was drowning. Namjoon was aware that he had felt a strong attraction towards you, for reasons he didn't know. He was also aware that the other members felt the same way too and it was the first time they were growing attached to the same person.

Over the years, Namjoon watched a handful of people, men and women alike, come and go, whether it be a long-term relationship or simply a fling. But their attraction never became an obsession, and they never grew so attached to somebody so quickly. Namjoon knew it was wrong to become obsessed with a girl much younger than him, especially one who was his junior. But he couldn't bring himself to care, as did the other members.

And that was perhaps the scariest part of this newfound infatuation.

“So, Y/N, I heard you recently got into producing music.”

You turned to look at Yoongi with a betrayed expression, but he simply shrugged his shoulders. What else was he supposed to say when Namjoon asked why the two of you were getting dinner together?

“Yeah, it’s something really new so I’m not that good at it.” You began. “But Yoongi sunbaenim taught me some new tips and tricks on how to improve my producing skills.”

“Yoongi oppa.” Yoongi corrected.

“Yoongi oppa.” You repeated. You then sighed, gritting your teeth as you stared him down. “This obsession with being called oppa is an epidemic, a disease even. It’s ridiculous.”

“Wait, who else has asked you to call him oppa?” Namjoon asked.

“Jungkook and Mingyu.”

Namjoon wasn’t surprised that Jungkook wanted you to call him oppa. In fact, he loved it when girls called him that. But Mingyu? He assumed you were talking about Kim Mingyu from Seventeen since he was best friends with Jungkook but Namjoon had no idea you were friends with him as well. “I didn’t know you were friends with Mingyu.”

“Not friends, just acquaintances.” You smiled tightly. “We had a conversation at the party last week and he was drunk out of his mind. He probably doesn’t even remember what he said let alone remember that he talked to me.”

“Drunk?”

You looked at him and Yoongi weirdly, noticing how they appeared to be miffed by your explanation. "Yes, drunk. Have you never encountered a drunk person?"

"No, we're just surprised that you saw him at a party." Namjoon chuckled to the best of ability, trying to hide the irritation that was seeping through him.

"He came to the Le Ssearfim debut party. It wasn't at some some party." You mumbled defensively. Though you didn’t know why you felt the need to defend yourself and Mingyu in the first place seeing as it wasn’t either of their business in the first place. "Anyways, what were you going to say about producing songs?"

They narrowed their eyes at the change of topic but played along. The last thing they wanted was to upset you when you were starting to become comfortable with them. Namjoon smiled at you, asking questions about what you learned from Yoongi and what songs you were working on. As you excitedly talked about how you were going to help with producing the next EP for Le Sserafim, Namjoon and Yoongi exchanged looks that said one thing:

Keep an eye on Kim Mingyu.

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Little Leopard [5]

"If it weren't for seven men that fateful night you wouldn't be here now. They showed you good people did exist. That life can be great, that you can be loved and cared for. These seven men were the men you loved and cherished. These men were your mates. Your safety blanket. And to them. You were their Little Leopard."

Header Credit: Me

Pairing: OT7 X Hybrid!Reader

Genre: Hybrid! AU, Strangers to Lovers! AU, Rich!BTS, Fluff, Angst, eventual smut, Polyamorous!BTS

Warnings: Angst, Hospitals, discussions of weight, discussions of eating disorders, dissociation, mentions of past mental abuse, mentions of past physical abuse, mentions of sexual abuse, discussions of trauma, anxiety, depression, explicit language, OC gets a little possessive, self-doubt, NOT SAFE FOR RAMADAN.

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Like Seokjin had said the next day after breakfast, he was taking you to the clinic, and to be honest, you were nervous. You hadn’t been to a hybrid clinic and you didn’t know what to expect. You knew that Seokjin wouldn’t do anything to make you uncomfortable and that he’d never hurt you. You had to keep reminding yourself that this was for your own good, he just wanted to know if you were fit and healthy. 

Whilst eating breakfast, Yoongi and Hoseok had told you they were going to tag along so you wouldn’t feel so uncomfortable in a new and nerve-wracking environment and so you could have a hand to hold if need be. It made you feel warm inside knowing that they really did care about you. Your thoughts, feelings, your physical being. Everything. It all mattered to them and they always made sure you knew that. 

You knew that Jungkook had told them about your talk last night, they didn’t have to tell you that they knew, you could tell by the way their scents had changed when they saw you come down the stairs this morning. Their usual soft, comforting scents changed to a dull burning bitter smell, the gentle looks of care and worry. But what you appreciated the most was how they didn’t bring it up, they didn’t make you talk about it. They were really allowing you to do things on your own terms. You will never be able to tell them how grateful you are. They were always there to abolish all your negative thoughts and feelings. They’re like umbrellas, when you’re toxic thoughts rain upon you, they shelter you from them and wait with you for the sun to break through the rain clouds not ever leaving you for a second.

“You ready to go, Sweetpea? Yoongi and Jin are waiting for us.” Hoseok says softly peering into your room after he knocked, chuckling seeing you sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, your pastel yellow dress sprawled around you like you had come out of a Disney movie, a little pout on your lips as you look up at Hoseok with a look of defeat and hold out your brush and a scrunchie.

“I can’t do my hair, w-will you help me Hobi? I keep catching my ears and it hurts.” You whine out in exasperation. It was clear to him you had been trying to do it for a while but was clearly being defeated. He couldn’t say no to you. You had him and the rest of the boys wrapped around your finger and you had absolutely no idea.

“Of course, Sweetpea, you gotta be careful of these cute little ears.” Hoseok coos, taking the brush and scrunchie from you and sitting behind you, beginning to brush your hair, frowning at how tense and anxious you were not just from how you sat but from how your tail nervously flicked, poking his leg occasionally. Something was playing on your mind and Hoseok wanted to help you. Out of all the boys, he had spent the least time with you having to constantly be at work all the time.

“Penny for your thoughts, Sunshine?” He asks tenderly beginning to fishtail braid your hair, pausing as you sigh and grab your tail to play with it, something all hybrids did for comfort and it was nice for the boys to see you beginning to lean more into your natural instincts. They had noticed in the first two weeks you lived with them you barely did anything…Leopard like? Feline like? 

It was like you had buried any instinct you had as a leopard. They had begun to think you had been forced to not act on them or perhaps you just didn’t have any but as you began to relax around them the more you showed your feline side and in all honesty, it was the most wholesome thing they had seen. They were curious to see if you would eventually be comfortable in front of them to shift into your full Leopard form. If that was something you could do.

“I just…I’ve never been to a hybrid clinic before…let alone had a health check, no one cared about it. I’m scared. What if something is wrong with me? I w-won’t be left there right o-or you won’t be disgusted with me at my results?” You fret, biting your lip anxiously as Hoseok ties the hair tie into your hair a little sigh leaves his lips before turning you to face him and shaking his head.

“Sweetpea, we will never ever leave you there, or anywhere for that matter. You’re stuck with us, how terrible right?” He jokes making your lips quirk up a little and playfully roll your eyes before relaxing into his touch as he massages at the base of your ear, a rumble coming from your chest.

“None of us will be disgusted at all okay? Whatever the results will be for your health, we’re all gonna be here to do what we can to help it improve if needs be and be here for you through everything alright? I know it sounds scary. A hybrid clinic and tests but you are in completely safe hands. Seokjin won’t make you do anything you don’t want to alright? I hate the doctors too. Needles are pretty terrifying. I used to pass out every time I needed a flu vaccination. Ironic isn’t it? I see all sorts of things being a detective yet the one thing that scares me isn’t weapons, blood, or bodies but a damn needle but in the end, I know it’s to help me. This is to help you.” He smiles, his heart fluttering hearing the laugh you let out hearing his fear of needles. You appreciated his efforts to calm your nerves.

“Okay, thank you, Hoseokie. You guys won’t leave my side?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Sunshine.”

—

Despite Hoseok’s reassurance, you couldn’t help but let your fear grow the closer you got to the clinic. You were terrified at what could be revealed. You knew that none of the outcomes of the appointment will be good. You dread to hear the results because you knew what they were going to say.  ‘You’re broken’.

Time was moving too quickly. You blinked you were in the car, you blinked and you were on the highway, you blinked and you were in the city. Before you knew it you stood right in front of the clinic, staring blankly at the sign. Your hands had gotten clammy. Your heart was palpitating. Your mouth going dry. You absolutely did not want to be here. You were petrified. But you just didn’t know how to say no. It was a foreign word to you. A word that was not allowed in your dictionary. A word that if you used would result in punishment. It was another habit you couldn’t break. You couldn’t say no to them. You couldn’t tell them you weren’t ready for this. That this was just too invasive right now.

Yoongi had picked up on your anxiety almost immediately. Noticing how tense and rigid you had gotten. How you froze in your spot like you had your feet glued to the floor. The distant look in your eyes. He knew right there you weren’t really there. You had disconnected from yourself and the world around you. Your defense mechanism. Your fight or flight.

“Y/N? Little Cub you still with us?” Yoongi questions delicately, slipping his hand into yours and squeezing to try and bring you back to reality. Nothing. You didn’t move. You didn’t speak. You hadn’t heard him. He began to grow concerned looking at Jin and Hobi for help. He didn’t know what to do but he did know he wasn’t going to pull you into the clinic in this state. He wasn’t going to make this worse for you.

“She’s dissociated Yoongi. We have to ground her, and take her attention off the cause. Give her your keys. They’re cold and something she can fidget with. Cold things bring them out of this state.” Seokjin states, gently stroking your hair as Hobi tries to blow air onto the back of your neck to break your dissociation. Yoongi roots through his pocket before pulling his keys out and placing them in your hand, watching as the distant look begins to slowly disappear.

Seokjin felt guilty. He should have asked you first, he should have made sure you were comfortable with coming to the clinic. He felt like an idiot. He knew you had trauma yet completely forgot to ensure this wasn’t crossing the line for you.

“Sunshine? Are you back with us? We’re right here. It’s okay, take your time. We’re right here.” Hoseok murmurs watching as you blink and look around, breath slightly heavy, a pink hue appearing on your cheeks as you realize what had happened.

“I-I’m sorry, I-I haven’t done that in a while.” You whisper shyly, fiddling with the keys in your hand. You felt so embarrassed and humiliated. You were waiting to hear a laugh, a snicker, anything but nothing. Yoongi just tilts his head and frowns.

“Why are you sorry? It’s not your fault. It happens. This must be overwhelming for you. If this is too much for you, you do not have to go in there. We can take you home and you can try again another day when you feel ready.” He sighs, the two men next to you nodding in agreement but you huff and shake your head, straightening yourself back up.

“No. I-I’ll be okay. I have to do this. We’re here now right? If not now when?” You say before looking at Hoseok and giving him a small smile.

“This is to help me. As long as you don’t leave my side.” You utter. Hoseok smiles and nods, placing his hand on your shoulder. 

“Like I said, Sweetpea. We wouldn’t dream of it.”

And with that, you forced your body to enter the clinic, a vice grip on Yoongi’s hand, his grip just as tight. A reassurance. He was going nowhere.

The smells that hit your nose the moment you stepped into the clinic were terrible. They were so pungent. Rancid, you almost felt nauseous. Illnesses. Chemicals. Sadness. And the worst of all. Death. 

It was so distinctive you couldn’t ignore it even if you tried. It was such a strong horrific scent, it could stick to a person for weeks if it weren’t for scent blockers. Something you’re glad Seokjin had you all take before you left the house. 

It was so putrid. It was a mix of rotting fruits and meat but at the same time, it was chemical-like. Like nail polish remover or ammonia. You had to hold back a gag. If Seokjin was a hybrid you would have asked him how he could put up with it all the time, hours on end.

“You okay Cub?” Yoongi asks as you both follow Seokjin to an examination room, almost chuckling at the scrunched-up look of disgust on your face. He would have laughed but he knew what you were smelling. He had been told about it by a Hybrid friend of his. He felt bad that your heightened sense of smell could be a curse sometimes.

“It smells bad. I really don’t want to sound rude I know people here are sick or you know but it’s so horrid. I could really do with no sense of smell right now. It’s a little nauseating.” You grimace. Hoseok chuckles and nods in agreement,

“I know what you’re on about. I can’t smell it like you can right now but I’ve been around enough bodies to know what kind of smell you’re getting. It’s grim.”

Your conversation is cut off as you enter a room and you tense up seeing a new person. You hadn’t expected to have to interact with anyone else. You thought it would just be Jin doing your tests. It did not help this doctor was not human. She was a hybrid too. Another cat species. Putting two big cats in one room, a lioness, and leopardess at that. It was a bold move.

“Seokjin! Good to see you! I was surprised when you contacted me to health check when you can do it yourself and probably better than me at that! Yoongi, Hoseok it’s been a while.” She grins giving Seokjin a hug then Yoongi and Hoseok. You stare at her almost in annoyance, holding back a growl but an instinct you couldn’t prevent was your hackles going up. Your tail began to bush up and your ears pinned back. You felt irritated by her presence. By her touching them. 

But as quick as it happened it was quick to disappear when you realize how you reacted. You were surprised. Why did you react like that? It wasn’t like they belonged to you. They weren’t your mates. You stop an audible gasp. They couldn’t be, right? But the longer you thought about it the more you realize some of the behaviors you had around them. All seven of them. The way you had to fight the urge to scent them, to nip at where their scent glands would be if they were hybrids. The way you wanted to build a big nest and drag every single one of them into it. At first, you just thought it was because they looked after you. Cared about you, but now it felt like a jigsaw puzzle was being completed. It all made sense now. They were your mates. 

Your racing thoughts were broken when Jin chuckles and gives her a sheepish smile. “I would do the tests but for legal reasons, I cannot. She lives with us. It’d be workplace misconduct. This is Y/N, she’s been living with us for a few weeks now.” 

“Nice to meet you Y/N I’m Dr.Yoon. I’m going to be doing your examination okay? Don’t worry it won’t take long.” She says, grabbing her clipboard as you nod hesitantly, your voice felt stuck in your throat. You couldn’t bring yourself to speak. You just followed her instructions with much hesitance. She took your weight, your height, and asked your age and other questions but her next requests made your heart drop.

“Okay, we have to take a blood sample and have a look at your cervix etcetera.” 

You turn to look at the boys in fear and Yoongi immediately grabs your hand again and shakes his head. He can’t imagine how much trauma this was bringing back.

“Look at me, look at us. We’re right here Y/N. Right here. It’s okay. It’ll be all over before you know it I promise and then we can go home. You’re safe.” He says sternly as she begins to take your blood sample, keeping you facing him to stop you from looking. Even looking straight in your eyes as she examined your cervix and pelvis, his eyes not straying once, rubbing soothing circles on your hand as Hoseok murmured reassurances and Jin keeps back not wanting to crowd you, and the guilt he felt stopped him from coming near.

 He should have made you aware that this appointment was your choice. That you didn’t have to come here today. He could see you slipping into depression, how you would slightly dissociate before stopping yourself, how you hadn’t uttered a word since entering the room. He shouldn’t have assumed you were okay with this.

“Okay we’re all done here Y/N, your blood results should be back in the next week or so. You can take a minute before leaving. Dr. Kim, Hoseok. Can we step outside? We should talk.” She says lips pursed, nodding her head towards the door. She noticed how you progressively became more of an empty shell. She didn’t want to make you worse with what she had to say.

“Gentlemen. I don’t even know where to begin. This girl has suffered so much. More than I think you guys thought. Her weight is dangerously low for her age and height. Malnourished. She’s way too small, especially for an Amur Leopard. How is her appetite now she lives with you?” She begins a solemn look on her face as Hoseok and Seokjin look at each other before looking back at her.

“Not great now that you mention it. A few mouthfuls that’s it.” Seokjin sighs, crossing his arms as she nods and shakes her head. It wasn’t a good sign. Not at all.

“She may have developed an eating disorder, you have to keep a close eye on that. It may be from a diet change or from a change in general but if it doesn’t get better then definitely take formal action. She will get sick. There are many signs of physical and mental abuse. The girl is traumatized. Physically and mentally. Seeing a psychiatrist could really benefit her. I watched each of her reactions, she was terrified, especially when I said I need to take a blood sample and do a vaginal examination. I could smell her terror. When checking her cervix I could see evidence of past sexual assault. Scarring, slight irritation you name it but other than that healthy. I saw nothing that will prevent a heat other than her weight but we will have to wait for the bloods to come back to know for certain. She may not get one for a while. I’ll let you know when I have the results for her bloods but help her, get her through this, and most importantly, Hoseok, find the sons of bitches that did this to her.”

“I plan on it.”

—

Once you got home you were quickly swept up by the youngest two boys who had gotten home having been warned by Seokjin that you weren’t very verbal or doing great mentally. They were at the ready to cheer you up and look after you even going as far as reading what could help a distressed hybrid and discovering a nest could provide comfort, watching tutorials, and rushing to find things to put in it. It wasn’t the best-built nest but it was the thought that counts.

When you were placed in the nest you visibly relaxed, you already felt comforted, safe, and cozy but it felt like something was missing and from your realization earlier you knew what it was. The boys. Your leopard was antsy, practically screaming at you ‘Mates, mates, need mates in nest.’ You didn’t feel ready to fully embrace it yet. It was too much to comprehend. That you had mates. Not just one, but seven. It was daunting. But right now, you were willing to indulge your leopard. Just this once. But how wrong you were. Once they were to enter the nest, you may just get into the habit of wanting them in it constantly. Yeah, you were screwed.

“In. Want in.” You murmur beginning to move around and fix the nest, making it bigger to fit more people in, a pout of concentration on your face. Jungkook and Taehyung’s hearts skip a beat. You look so adorable fixing it and demanding them to get in. They felt a feeling of achievement getting to see you make your first nest, watching you cave to your instincts. But their hearts were pounding. They knew how intimate being invited into a nest was. They knew what it meant after all the videos they watched on nests, giving each other a look. They all needed to talk but right now, they couldn’t deny you. You had them wrapped around your finger.

“You’re inviting us in, Sweet Girl?” Jungkook asks softly, cooing as you look up at him with wide innocent eyes and nod. You were going to be the death of him. With slight hesitation they both climb in and sandwich you between them, allowing you to move them to where you wanted them before you finally snuggle into them, Jungkook chest to chest, your head tucked into the crook of his neck as Taehyung spoons you, rubbing soothingly up your waist, a smile playing at his lips as you begin to purr. You really were beginning to live up to your leopard counterpart now.

“We heard you aren’t doing too good huh Kitten?” Taehyung coos. You huff and shake your head, lifting your head to look at him and pout before looking at Jungkook and whispering,

“Scent? Y/N scent you?” 

He almost chokes on his saliva but nods slowly, eyes widening when you don’t hesitate to nuzzle back into his neck and begin to rub your nose on his neck and nip occasionally, shallow breaths leaving his mouth, frozen in shock before glaring at the amused look on Taehyung’s face. 

‘Stop it. You’d freak out too.’ Jungkook mouths reaching over and flicking Taehyung on the forehead. However, the sudden movement made you whine in protest and he immediately goes back into the position he was in and pouts.

“I’m sorry baby, didn’t mean to upset you, I won’t move again without telling you okay?” He says softly chuckling as you hum in acknowledgment before sighing in contentment, losing your eyes to try and get rid of the thoughts in your head. Despite it only being noon, you were exhausted. The appointment and examination had sucked the life out of you and brought back so many memories and doubts you were trying so hard to bury and forget.

You didn’t feel worthy enough of their affection and care. You felt like you didn’t deserve them. That you weren’t good enough. It felt like you were being selfish and asking for too much to have them in your nest. A whimper leaves your lips, gripping Jungkooks’ t-shirt tight to rid yourself of the thoughts, trying to concentrate on his and Taehyungs’ scents in hopes to ground yourself, squeezing your eyes shut tight as the horrifying voice echoes in your head.

‘You are worthless piece of shit!’

‘You deserve nothing bitch!’

‘What a waste of space and air, why do I even bother keeping you.’

All the abusive words echo through your head on a constant repeat, flashes of the punishments and vile acts you were put through won’t leave, a strangled cry leaving your mouth from frustration and hurt making the boys fuss over you, panicked. You just wanted it to stop. For all the anguish and pain to be erased, to just be happy. Really truthfully happily. There was only so much forcing it you could take. 

“Make it stop. TaeTae, Koo, please make it stop. It hurts. Hurts.”

Safe. Safe. I’m safe. You repeat in your head trying to convince yourself, relaxing into their caring touches, finally succumbing to the sleep you were so desperately fighting, the appointment, the crying, the thoughts completely exhausting you.

“Shh Kitten, we’ve got you. You’re gonna be okay, we’re gonna get you through this, you’re safe, nothing can hurt you anymore, this will go, I promise, you’re safe, you’re safe here. Sleep, you need some sleep, we’re not going anywhere.” Taehyung says so delicately afraid that your fragile state would break from the slightest change of tone. He felt like a fool.

For not realizing how much you were really struggling. At how much you were really hiding. How much you had internalized it to hide it from them. He was a fool to that you were going to heal quickly. All the care, safety and love they gave you could only do so much. You had suffered for years. You have had more anguish, pain, abuse than anything. He promised to do better. Too do everything in his power to heal you. Supporting you.

When the boys know you’re asleep they look at each other sadly, wondering what they should do to make this torturous recovery easier for you, wondering what they do knowing what they know now about being invited into a nest but a voice from the door breaks their stares.

“Is she oka- Oh shit.”

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you fell first, but he fell harder (pt.1)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ where your feelings are correspond by the person you loves the most after years of being your heart being broken by others.( word count: 2021 )

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ft. terdeo lapireon.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: yandere themes ( but very light!), gn! reader but mentions reader wearing a dress, blood, reader almost dying,

₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: took more time to write this more than expected. but it’s here :) i enjoyed writing. originally, I was going to write for more characters, but seeing the length of the one-shot, I decided to just put Terdeo here, since I never wrote for him before and also, because I little obsessed with him currently.

you consider yourself lucky.

many and many times you’ve fall in love, most people do and that’s normal! yet, you were never the first, second or even an option to them, leaving you behind and making you feel not only invisible, but made you scared of falling in love again.

it’s took many years to happen again and when did happened, you got that sense of fear once again. that common sensation that you are unlovable, invisible and not worth of love, you felt that over and over, that’s it, until you realize that they love you too.

at first, you thought to be a joke or your own mind playing tricks, yet their touch on you and the sweet words they spoken to you made you recognize they were genuine. it’s took time, but after many times being betrayed by cupid, someone have finally corresponded to your feelings.

Weirdly to say and see that Duke Lapireon is married. None expected to see the man with someone at his side, not after the whole fiasco with his previous wife. Many are curious to know why and how someone like you who is quite known for being cherubic, sweet and serene to be around.

The wedding between the two of you was simple, just Terdeo wearing the common clothes for the groom with the lack of expression on his face as usual. And you, wearing the white dress that compared to your now husband was ethereal, making you resemble an angel and receiving a little compliment from him. As he kissed you, you became part of his family and took the infamous surname.

While many theorize why you got with the Duke, Terdeo knows exactly why, after all, he is the one who asked for your hand. In order to prevent Dodolea from marrying him and to avoid her parents forcing to do so, he searched for someone who not only is willingly to marry him for the glory of being, but also that isn’t too noisy to find out about the family’s curse, luckily he found you.

As the second born of a Count and a Countess, you grow up in a loving family unlike many nobles and the fact that neither of your parents force you to get married to someone by money was what called his attention. The moment he arrived unexpectedly to your household, both of your parents asked why the suddenly visited, Terdeo told them he is here to ask for your hand in marriage.

Firstly, they thought to be a mistake, why would Duke Lapireon ask their second kid’s hand if he easily could choose anyone else. But he confirmed, asking if he had a small talk with you alone and both of them let him enter the living room where you were staying.

When he began talking with you, Terdeo quick realize that you did have a crush on him, like most lady either have. But you never force those emotions on him nor dares to confess your love, not to mention that you almost forget about his existence when you learn that he has a boy.

Asking for his son’s name, you continue to question the Duke about Selphius’ taste and if the little boy would like it if you bring toys or sweets to him. Honestly, Terdeo was surprised that you were excited to meet his nephew. It's rare for a noble to be happy if their partner has a child from previous relationships.

You moved with him shortly after the marriage, so excited to meet Selphius that you didn’t notice (or didn’t care) about Dodolea trying to approach you outside the cathedral. That caught his attention even more, and seeing you introduce yourself to the little boy was quite funny.

The little heir knew that his uncle had married, but thought that whoever was the person wouldn’t care about him and he was surprised to see you gifting him with so many gifts such as clothings, sweets and taking your time to get to know him better. Selphius quickly becomes closer to you, yet he is afraid that he will hurt you with his blood. Time goes on with you getting to know the other members of the Lapireon family.

Sercia is a woman who is cold at first, but opens her heart when seeing you interact with Selphius, taking the role of the boy’s caretaker which remembers her of her late family.

There is the doctor of the family, Phineas who is Terdeo and Sercia’s uncle who always looks busy reaching for something. He doesn’t reveal what, but he is someone good to talk with and he enjoys the pastries you send him often.

Then you met Gloria, the matriarch of the family. A woman who pierced red eyes never left your figure during her stay at the household. She questioned every person of the household if any of them told you about the family’s curse. As much as she is happy that none of them reveal the dark truth, Gloria fears that when you discover it, you won’t hesitate to leave this family behind.

One day, where Terdeo didn’t need to work, he took you and Selphius out to have a small picnic in the garden, something that you begged him for a while and that he needed to prove the cookies you and Selphius did for him.

The gentle breeze is cool, meaning that some leaves fall over the three of you, not that none of you much care about it, except Selphius who is trying his best to not let the weather ruin your looks. Moment like this make Terdeo knows he made the right choose when selecting you as his significant other, not only you fit to be Selphius’ parent, great the family with love, but also dedicate the time of your day to help him.

Many hours you spend at his side helping with the paperwork, carrying the files side to side as he guides you. The silence moments where you made a cup of coffee to help him stay awake during the late hours of the night. There was one time where he passed out after long hours of working and you (somehow) placed him on the couch then gave him a blanket to let him have a few hours of proper sleep, but you didn’t return to your shared bedroom, you stayed with him and slept in the chair closer to him.

Did those little acts make his heart softer with you? Yes. Terdeo suspected for a long time that your personality was a cover to only get the positive side of the family, however he changed his mind with the time you live along with him and the others. Even though you signed a marriage contract with him to make sure that you won’t try anything wrong or bad, but why does he regret doing so?

Slicing a piece of pie and giving it to Selphius, the little boy eats it almost in seconds, too excited. While Terdeo drinks a glass of water and you arrange the rest of the food, the boy accidentally cuts himself with the knife. The tiny drops of blood hit his vest.

Both Selphius and Terdeo panicked. They can’t get the blood on you, so the boy runs away from you while protecting his hand or at least he tries so. You grab his hand and as Terdeo failed to hold you back. The red eyes of both Laperion witness a small drop of blood hit your face, the same who made you fall in the ground.

Screams called the rest of the family to the garden to see the disturbing scene. Phineas carried you inside as Gloria and Sercia stayed to comfort Selphius. On the other hand, Terdeo is trying his best to keep calm as he makes his way to follow the doctor.

Unexpectedly, you are still alive after you enter contact with Selphius’ blood, even with high fever and incapable of waking up, you are breathing and muttering words like that sound the names of the family. A miracle that you are still with the living after getting contact with the cursed blood, something that he is thankful for.

Days pass and you don’t look better nor closer to waking up, hands cold as ice and your forehead in flames, your condition isn't the best, but he is glad that you are stronger to hold on to the symptoms and keep breathing as more time goes on.

As expected, the news that Duke/Duchess Lapireon become so Ill that they can’t move away from the bed roam the nation. Their parents made sure to visit to see and Count holds his wife to prevent the woman to scream or fight Terdeo. The woman broken down in the young man’s arms while crying how he sweared to protect them at any cost.

Other people in the nation payed their respect for the Duke/Duchess, sending tem flowers to remember the sweet person they are. The local orphanage sends a letter to their husband to showcase the many acts of benevolence you did there, the children send so many postcards wishing for a better and healthy recovery. And of course, there are those who didn’t hide their true nature. Whispering how a gold digger like you should die, yet they put an effort to hide their faces from Laperion, but one person.

Dodolea was the only person who sent a letter to Terdeo with twisted comments, saying that since you got ill enough to be bedsick, then he would need to marry again soon. He was furious as he read the first few lines of the letter, didn’t hesitate to throw it on the fireplace and watch it burning slowly.

More time passed til you open your eyes to see Selphius reading a book in the chair near the bed. He didn’t call for anyone that moment, seeing his parents finally awake and asking how school was going. To think they just woke up and are already taking care of him is amazing. The two of them spend a little time together till he calls the others.

Unsurprisingly, Terdeo was the first to make his way to your bedroom and yet, he was the last one to speak anything. He just sat in the same chair where his nephew was and stayed in complete silence. Maybe he knew what to say, but preferred to stay quiet and enjoy the cozy moment between you and him.

As the others talk with you, Terdeo’s fingers brush against yours as everyone shows their happiness to see you better and awake. He doesn’t initially notice it, but sensing you entwining his finger makes it clear. Firstly, he almost let it go, but feeling the warmth and seeing that smile of yours after so long, Terdeo continues to hold your hand even after the family leave the two of you alone in the bedroom.

His red eyes don't leave you for a time nor he doesn’t let your hand out of his, Terdeo might never admit by words, but he fears that now you will break the contact and leave the family due to the accident.

“ I understand if you wish to leave.” Terdeo says, voice almost quivering. “ There will be much of paperwork, but I assure-“

“ No!” you interrupt him, raising your voice in desperation. “ I love you, Terdeo. I truly do and so do the others of the Lapireon family, there is no chance I will ever leave this place nor this family.”

You silenced him immediately with those words. He always knew you had feelings for him, but never expected you to have enough courage to say it loud and clear.

“ Listen to me, [name].” he let go of your hands. “ You didn’t recovery enough, we will have a serious talk about it when you get better—“

“ Terdeo!” you cut him off again, now inpatient. With your hands now in his cheeks, holding his face closer to your. “ I. Not. Leaving.”

For a few moments, none of you dare to speak a word after it. Terdeo is in disbelief again, he still struck with the words you just said. His cheeks are pale red like unlike yours, he knows what he has to do now.

You could feel your heart pounding as Terdeo slowly approach his face to your. They were in complete silence as he drew closer to you and when his lips met yours.

His lips were cold, yet brought warmth to you. It felt like a dream coming true, one that you never put much faith in. For a kiss that lasted so little, it felt that everything else faded away and all that mattered was the two of them, lost in each other's embrace.

“ I love you, [name]. It took me a long time to understand it, but I promise that nothing will separate us and we will be together til the very end.”

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Contract Marriage?? Part 2

Yandere!Duke Eustia Visenna x wife!reader x Yandere Sharkis Visenna

Warning: stepcest , forbidden relationship, mature content, pregnancy warning, unhealthy obsession, mention of sexual activities minorss not allowed

Author's note : I cried when I saw them with shirt hair... I loved their long hair TT

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You were really angry on the both of them. You were 2 weeks pregnant but that was not the reason.

They both cut their hair short..

you liked their long hairs a lot. You had not talked to them half day. And it was really making them itch in their pants.

That's why they brought you out to shop. But you didn't talked or looked at them. And they had enough of that... That's why you are in this position right now.

On the way back home in the carriage sitting on your husbands lap stuffed with his cock while you were gripping his hair with one hand and your step son is in front of you on his knees apologizing while laping at your spasming pussy uncontrollably gripping his hair with another. Your sensitive pregnant body had cummed nth time but they are not letting you go.

The second you came and Sharkis pulled away . You thought it's the end. But then Eustia spread your legs a bit more and Sharkis started to undo his pants. Then you realised what is going to happen.  Eustia pulled a little out so that Sharkis could fit in.  And you whimpered and panted when they both entered you.

Your pussy clamped around them like gloves they both moaned into your ears. You are so tight they can't even move. They both tried to tell you to loosen yourself a little or relax but you only whimpered while clamping more. After sometime you came again.

Without them even moving. When Sharkis pointed it out you started to cry. Both men laughed heartly cooing at you. A little while later you relaxed a bit giving them enough space to move. They both filled you up making you cum and faint due to overstimulation.

Eustia was the one who took your sleeping form in his arms to your shared bedroom. When you woke up you were informed how Stelle is back you literally ran to meet her.

When she saw your little bump hugged your legs tightly. She was thinking to convince her father to make you stay ... But it looks like her father is not letting you go anywhere. Everything was going alright.

You all were invited to the imperial palace for ball. You sat in the carriage with Stelle on your lap . The rest three men were staring at you with gentle smile on their face. Your all entered the palace .

Everything had gone right but suddenly you all returned with a very angry children and husband. The Emperor Calan Jenova Ricardo.... He just talked to you a bit and rested his hand on your waist when you were pulled away by your husband.

Whole way home...everyone was silent.

You tried to ask Sharkis about what happened which he said nothing but fucked you angerly cumming inside you again and again. You were now sleeping with Sharkis hugging you closely his dick between your thighs. Eustia entered the room.

"You told her everything?? "

Eustia asked Sharkis.

"No.... She don't need to know .."

Sharkis replied.

"That bastard of a emperor .....how dare he...... Can't he see that she is already pregnant?! "

"It seems like we need to kill him early... "

"Yes..."

//Flashback//

"I heard about your contract marriage Duke... It seems like your childrem have gotten liking to miss l/n.. "

"It's  Mrs. l/n Visenna." Shurey said.

"Oh don't worry she soon will be queen Y/n Jenova Ricardo i have asked for her hand from her father soon after the contract ends.. "

"It's never going to happen mother is going to stay with us. " Stelle growled.

Emperor Calan only then noticed how Sharkis and Duke Eustia were glaring at him. Calan left without saying anything more.

//End of the flashback//

Eustia undressed himself and joined you two in bed . Pulling you closer to him and kissing your forehead.

"Stelle is excited to have sibling."

" We don't know if it's your or mine so don't be so smug. " Sharkis growled.

" Even if it's yours the world will know it as mine so I have my reasons to be smug " Duke answered smriking.

" You know it's the first time I like the fact that I look more like you ." Sharkis nuzzled into your neck kissing it.

"If you will die I'm going to marry her..... Duchess or not she is going to live here not matter what happens."

Duke Eustia was at loss of words .

But both men promised in their heart ...

"Won't let you go."

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My Muse part 1

Yandere Gallahan Lombardi x isekai'd reader ( x Platonic yandere Lombardi family x platonic yandere Perez and Florentia)

Warning : mention of death , mention of murder, manipulation , cheating, drug mentioned

Author's note: All of my readers who are dilf lovers here is my treat for you people ...enjoy!!

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It would have been the happiest moment of a persons life if you got reincarnated into  your favourite manhwa. It's not like you didn't liked manhwa or the manhwa you are right now in was not your liking. But the problem was you were a side character in the manhwa who will me murdered by her own husband.

You were reading the manhwa 'I'll be the matriarch in this life" and had fallen asleep and when you opened your eyes you found your self in the manhwa itself. Everything was going alright your parents were very powerful noble who were the most powerful in the kingdom second to the house Lombardi.

You were the only daughter of your parents resulting in your parents loving you very much. And your father???? He was idiot for his daughter and it was well known in the kingdom. But the character in whose body you were in had a very dark future.

The girl falls for a man and as her parents love her so much , they agree to marry her to him . But then she caught him cheating on her . She tells him to give her divorce but he instead kills her by poisoning and then burns the dead body. Takes all the property saying that you ran away with someone else and you wronged him.

The only place you were mentioned in the manhwa was in the past life of Florentia that when she was having a bad time you always supported her you even told her to come into your household but she refused saying that Lambordi was her family .

And the second reason was your family's rivalry with house Lombardi. You need to save yourself from the dark future. And you choose what you needed to. And thats why you were standing in front of Rulac Lombardi trembling like a leaf.

Yes you requested no.... Begged your father to accept the proposal of house Lombardi so that you could become Florentia's dance teacher. As Shannet Lombardi was famous in the social circle because for her personality and authority you were famous because of your sense of fashion , dancing , kind nature and knowledge .

You were 15 years younger than Shanet and from Shanet's viewpoint you were alot tolerable than the other noble ladies. You never liked to badmouth or gossip and she was touched when one time after her divorce with her husband; when she heard some ladies badmouthinh her for not being" enough" for her bad excuse of a husband , you scolded them so badly that they ran away hiding there faces.

You were called the white Lotus of the high society. No one not even anyone in the house Lombardi ever tried to offend you.

You were also known as the golden Nightingale because of you voice or golden peacock because the way you dance makes people look at you without even flinching as if you will disappear. And getting scolded from you means they offended you and your family.

And it was seen by not only Shanet who smiled at a very cutely fuming with anger you but also Rulac Lombardi and Gallahan Lombardi. Florentia's whole mind was only on you and it had gone not unseen by the three.

And they were not able to stop swooning on you when she saw you ; as soon as you turned around after scaring the ladies muttering and grumbling. You accidentally noticed all of them staring at you and poof...... They saw a very red squirrel running away from them. You looked so cute stumbling and colliding with people running that even cold hearted Rulac was not able to stop his smile.

It was so sweet for them to find a kind soul in such a dark place that they talked about you in the household for days. Till Florentia's request came to request you to be her dance teacher .

And that's why her you were in front of the three people you never wanted to be.

Rulac Lombardi, Shannet Lombardi and Clerivan pellet. You were trembling like a little rabbit in front of them as if they will attack you now...and what you were not noticing was they were all thanking Florentia because of her they got to see someone so sweet and pure.

Shannet told you that they want you to teach Florentia dance to which you agreed and from then you started to get close to everyone in the house Lombardi.

Rulac had noticed the longing eyes and stare that Gallhan use give you. And Shanet had seen her younger brother peeping throw the door looking at you dancing . And when caught , making excuses like he was observing his daughter. Even Florentia had seen the dress sketchs on his father's desk in which the model always had your h/c haircolor and the your measurements written. The sketch he made of you holding Florentia.

It was noticed by the whole household that the young father longed for you. Even Gallahan himself knew this but he was ashamed to say that he was in love with someone almost 9 years younger than him. When he got ill you were the person who was most sad in the Lombardi.

You who knew that if Gallahan will dies , Florentia will be doomed to be abused again and you will be married to that man and get killed. You with the knowledge of what you read in the manhwa found the cure for the disease . Yes even after knowing that he will be saved by Estira you told  her the ingredients of the cure.

When he was on the bed you became his nurse. And even Rulac and Shannet were shocked that a lady of rival family working so hard to cure a member of their family. You hold Tia whenever she broke down and cried saying what if he will die??

That day both Gallahan and Rulac heard you telling Florentia about the cure and that you had made the cure but you dont know if it will work or not. And when Florentia said that she trust you the most even more than she trusts herself you broke down crying.

The men were shocked because of your devotion.The two man promised each other with silent nod to save you and protect you from the world you were afraid of. The day your medicine was used Gallahan stopped breathing for 1 min and you thought he died.

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SERIES.

𖧷︎ Platonic. | ♡ Romantic. | ㋛ For the laughs. | ♡̸ Angst. | ᚹ Suggestive.

𖣓 Soft hours. ♡

—Gang members being soft.

Chap. 1 » Toman.

Chap. 2 » Tenjiku.

Chap. 3 » Terano South.

Chap. 4 » Hanma Shuji.

𖣓 Meeting their counterpart. ♡

—A mini series of some of the craziest meeting their match.

└ Shuji Hanma. └ Ran Haitani.

└ Izana Kurokawa. └ Rindou Haitani.

└ Terano South. └ Sanzu Haruchiyo.

└ Kisaki Tetta. └ Taiju Shiba.

𖣓 Dating headcanons. ♡︎

—A serie of my headcanons on dating them.

└ Manjiro Sano. └ Ken Ryuguji.

└ Mitsuya Takashi. └ Hakkai Shiba.

└ Kakucho Hitto. └ Wakasa Imaushi.

𖣓 Their friend is a mother. 𖧷︎

—My thoughts on them having a friend who is a mother.

⟿ Tokyo Manji Gang.

Part one. | Part two. | Part three.

⟿ Tenjiku Gang.

Part one. | Part two.

⟿ Bonten Gang.

Part one. | Part two.

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