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Terrible twos | a nothing new drabble | jww
Wonwoo is not sure how Jae has an iron clad grip at 2 years old.
At first Wonwoo thought that two days without you would be a piece of cake. Not to brag, but he thinks heâs been a pretty good dad. However, he forgot one major detail. Jae was in his terrible twos and if you touched something that was his, heâd let out a deafening scream until you gave it back. And that wasnât even the worst of Jae. For someone so small, he could throw major tantrums and cause the destruction of 40 men all in the span of 10 minutes.
When you were around, Jaeâs terrible twos werenât as bad and Wonwoo thought that privilege also extended to him.
How wrong he was.
He tried giving Jae a bath and he screamed the whole time finally stopping when Wonwoo brought Jaeâs brown bear into the bathroom. Jae unfortunately screamed even louder when Wonwoo told him the bear couldnât join him in the bath and Wonwoo started profusely sweating until he came up with the compromise that the bear could sit on the sink right next to the bathtub. That stupid bear drives wonwoo nuts. Itâs the size of Jae with a big bow around its neck and apparently itâs Jaeâs best friend.
When the bath was over, he had to pull WWE moves to put on jaes pajamas and when he was done, he carried Jae to his bed only for Jae to grip his hair so hard with both hands without letting go.
This is what Wonwoo looked like when he FaceTimed you.
Your eyes widen the second you see Jae practically on top of Wonwooâs head, his small chubby fingers gripping your husbandâs long dark locks, with Wonwoo looked absolutely defeated. you canât help but let part of a laugh slip, immediately taking it back when Wonwoo looks up to glare at you.
âDo you see this!!â He exclaims.
âY/n, heâs already terrible as it is, but heâs been awful tonight!â
You pout while still trying to hold in your laugh.
You call Jaeâs name and he excitedly turns in Wonwooâs arms at the sound of your voice, but still not letting go of Wonwooâs hair.
âJae! Why are you giving daddy a hard time?â
Jae giggles while reaching up to grab more of Wonwooâs hair. Wonwoo grimaces and looks back at you.
âLet go of daddyâs hair, please.â
Jae likes out a shrill scream and holds Wonwoo tighter.
You frown. Jae has never been this bad with you so why is he acting out on Wonwoo? Heâs never had any issues with Wonwoo alone before.
âJae, my love. Youâre making daddy very upset,â you say trying to reason with him.
Jae turns to look at Wonwoo, who is pretending to cry. Jae immediately lets go of Wonwooâs hair to wipe away his tears and you have to move your face away from the camera to hide your laughs.
âI think you should let him stay in bed with you tonight,â you say thinking that your scent may help Jae calm down.
Wonwooâs eyes bulge out of his head.
âYouâre joking right?â
âWell what other solution is there?â you ask.
-
Wonwoo brushes his teeth and looks at himself in the mirror. Heâs always looked relatively tired but today has been rough. He misses you. So much.
He appreciates everything you do as a mother. Hell you gave birth to Jae yourself after growing him inside you for 9 months. He vowed to be a good dad but he feels so useless right now. How are you supposed to go to conferences and trips if every time youâre gone he has to call you and ask for your time to help soothe Jae? The whole point of being a good partner is being able to handle his child on his own without bothering you.
He sighs deeply before turning around to head back to your shared room where instead of you sleeping next to him, Jae is all tucked in. With his bear of course.
Wonwoo gets under the covers and turns to lean over jae. He puts his hands on his chubby cheeks and just tries to understand his son.
As Jae smiles back up at him, Wonwoo feels his heart break.
When did Jae get so big? It feels like just yesterday, he was starting to crawl or starting to talk or starting to walk.
When Jae accomplished another milestone, Wonwoo would feel his heart grow and then break. He doesnât want his son to grow up so quickly.
Jae looks so much like him except for his eyes. His eyes are all you. They sparkle and shine as they continue to look up at him.
Jae lets out a little giggle and moves to climb onto Wonwooâs chest. Wonwoo holds his son close feeling the heaviness in his heart start to breakdown.
This little (chunky) 2 year old is all his.
Heâs a dad. Isnât that crazy? He never thought heâd be a dad let alone one of the first from his 13 person friend group to become a dad.
He remembers when Jae said his first word, âDada.â He was so excited and laughed but the second he entered your shared bedroom later that night, he cried so hard, you had to hold him to sleep.
The day after Jaes first birthday, Wonwoo went to the tattoo shop spontaneously and got his sonâs birthday tattooed on his torso. He still remembers the way the tips of your ears turned red when he showed it to you for the first time, softly running your fingers over the ink and pressing a long kiss to his cheek.
He smiles at all these memories before realizing itâs getting late.
Wonwoo slowly maneuvers himself to turn off the lights, relaxing against the pillows with his son fast asleep on his chest.
-
After a much better second day alone with Jae, but still not without its challenges Wonwooâs shoulders sag in relief when you come home. Wonwoo doesnât let you do any of the chores, wanting you to relax after your long trip home. Jae is on his best behavior now that youâre home and Wonwoo finds everything that he was doing on his first night alone much easier with you here.
Wonwoo watches you leave the bathroom after your shower and you pause. Heâs not sure why until he remembers that heâs shirtless because Jae threw food on his shirt. You seem to be ogling his upper body and Wonwoo has a smug look on his face. He walks over to you with Jae in one arm and plants a big wet kiss on your lips, moving down to kiss your neck before abruptly stopping. He gives you a cheeky little wink and leaves to put Jae to bed.
-
Wonwoo is laying on your chest, closing his eyes in relaxation as your fingers run through his hair.
âY/n.â
âMmm?â
âI was thinking of cutting my hair. Jaeâs grip is no joke and I donât want to be victim to that again.
âNo!!!â
Stink's Ultimate Ateez Rec List (1)
As of 18/5/24
đ = personal all-time favorite đ„ = smut
OT8/Multiple Members
poly!Ateez/poly!ship name x reader = all members are in a relationship with each other
Ot8/shipname x reader = all members are after/share reader
Ateez/Member x reader = all members are after or have been/will be with reader individually
Circus [ongoing] (Ot8 x Reader | Hybrid AU) by @lani-heartđ„đ
Blinding Lights [ongoing] (poly!Seongjoong(?) x Reader | Mafia AU) by @kpoppers-anonymous đ„đ
Player 1117 [ongoing] (Ot8 x Reader | Dark Fantasy Otome AU) by @peachesyeo đ
like the moon [ongoing] (poly!Ateez x Reader | Non-idol Clan(?) AU) by @sunmoonjune đ no smut (yet?) but rated mature
pirate king [completed] (pirate!Hongjoong x Reader, pirate!Wooyoung x Reader) by @chaseatinydream đ
Cleopatra [ongoing] (Ot8(?) x pharaoh!Reader) by @thelargefrye đ„đ
Dragon From the Window [ongoing] (poly!dragon!Ateez x witch!Reader) by @thelargefrye đ„
subtle variations of heartbreak [completed] (Ateez x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @nonclassyparty đ„đ
Starring Role [completed] (San x Reader, Mingi x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @nonclassyparty đ„đ
blurred lines and lies [completed] (Yeosang x Reader, Jongho x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @yuyusuyu
time of love [completed] (poly!Woosan x reader | Non-idol SMAU) by @desayunho đ„đ
this night together [ongoing] (alpha!yungi x omega!reader) by @honeyhotteoks đ„đ
Coffee House Diaries SERIES [6/8 completed | 2/8 ongoing] (Ateez x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @escapewriter
Misfits [ongoing] (Ot8 x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @tainsan đ no smut yet but I think there will be
His to Take [completed] (Wooyoung x Reader, Yeosang x Reader | High-school AU) by @santheestallion đ„
Gentle (owner!Seonghwa x bunny hybrid!reader x fox hybrid!wooyoung) by @cheollipop đ„
Black Ocean SERIES [completed] (pirate!Ateez x Reader) by @bvidzsoo!
whichever way [ongoing] (poly!woosan x aro!reader) by @igbylicious poly might not be the best descriptor for this one but it's okay they all fuckin đ„đ
murphy's law [completed] (alien!poly(?)!Ot8(?) X Reader) by @atzfilm all members are soulmates but not all romantically involved đ„
We Ransacked The City [completed] (rich snobs!Seongjoong x reader) by @tenelkadjowrites đ„
sway with me [ongoing] (Ot8 x Reader | Space AU) by @luvt0kki đ„
Our Precious [ongoing] (Ot8 x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @xerotiny99 đ„
Seonghwa Fics
mr & mrs park. (Seonghwa x Reader | Mafia AU) by @baekhvuns đ„đ
you're the one that I want [completed] (bad boy!Seonghwa x Reader) by @ateezmakemeweep đ„đ
playing with fire [completed] (sugar daddy!Seonghwa x Reader) by @ateezmakemeweep đ„đ
The Way to His Heart [completed] (general!Seonghwa x Reader | Joseon Era Arranged Marriage AU) by @edenesth
amazing grace (churchboy(?)!Seonghwa x Reader) by @yoongiseesawmp3 đ„
Take Me Home [completed] (faerie prince!Seonghwa x OC) by @sorryimananti-romantic đ
Compass of Our Hearts (pirate!Seonghwa x reader | Black Ocean) by @bvidzsoo
iced americano [completed] (Seonghwa x Reader | Non-idol SMAU) by @escapewriter
Hongjoong Fics
Wanbelyn [completed] (surgeon!single dad!Hongjoong x nurse!nanny!Reader| SMAU) by @songmingisthighs đ
marigold (frat boy!Hongjoong x best friend!Reader) by @yoongiseesawmp3! đ„
Blue Skies [completed] (producer!Hongjoong x single mom!Reader | SMAU) by @hanniiesuckle17
I'm the One (prince!Hongjoong x Reader) by @sorryimananti-romantic đ
The Nightfury (pirate captain!Hongjoong x pirate captain!Reader | Black Ocean) by @bvidzsoo
White Love (ice prince!Hongjoong x fire princess!Reader) by @sorryimananti-romantic
Stitched Hearts [completed] (dressmaker!Hongjoong x noblewoman!Reader | The Way to His Heart Spinoff) by @edenesth
Yunho Fics
Music of the Heart [ongoing] (ex-childhood friend!Yunho x Reader | SMAU) by @noonaishere đ
The Cat and Dog Game [ongoing] (restaurant owner!Yunho x chef!Reader) by @makeitmingi
Project: Make You Love Me [completed] (Yunho x Reader ft. fboy!Seonghwa | Non-idol AU) by @hwaslayer đ„đ
killing me (frat boy!Yunho x Reader) by @yoongiseesawmp3 đ„
Seeing Myself in You [completed] (idol!Yunho x idol!Reader | SMAU) by @hanniiesuckle17 đ„
Guerilla (serial killer!surgeon!Yunho x crime fiction author!Reader) by @sorryimananti-romantic đ
Promise (prince!Yunho x princess!Reader | Arranged Marriage AU) by @sorryimananti-romantic
opposites attract (tutor!Yunho x popular!Reader) by @tainsan đ„
the drill (Yunho x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @byuntrash101 đ„
summer's dive/summer's storm/summer's end (brother's best friend!Yunho x Reader) by @santheestallion đ„
summer nights/summer's end (roommate!Yunho x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @honeyhotteoks đ„
the fall (idol!Yunho x dancer!Reader) by @honeyhotteoks
dance for you [completed] (dancer!Yunho x dancer!Reader) by @santheestallion đ„đ
Irrevocable Love (pirate!Yunho x Reader | Black Ocean) by @bvidzsoo đ
chai latte [ongoing] (Yunho x Reader | Coffee House Diaries SMAU) by @escapewriter
Little Touch of Heaven [completed] (physician!Yunho x herbalist!Reader | The Way to His Heart Spinoff) by @edenesth
Yeosang Fics
Entropy (Yeosang x Reader | Mafia AU) by @in-san-ity đ„đ
lessons in intimacy (camboy!yeosang x reader) by @honeyhotteoksđ„đ
Better (Yeosang x Reader | Mafia Rival AU) by @sorryimananti-romantic
Salty tears, agog whispers (pirate!Yeosang x reader | Black Ocean) by @bvidzsoo
matcha latte [completed] (Yeosang x Reader | Coffee House Diaries SMAU) by @escapewriter
San Fics
back to you [completed] (badboy!San x Reader) by @ateezmakemeweep đ„đ
1024UB [completed] (San x Reader | Non-idol Fwb AU) by @bro-atz đ„
champagne problems [ongoing] (trainee!San x heiress!Reader) by @mingigoo đ„đ no smut yet tho
ceilings [completed] (gym teacher!San x single mom!Reader) by @yoongiseesawmp3 đ„
Serendipity [completed] (San x Reader | College SMAU) by @staytinys
Mist (San x spirit medium(?)!Reader | High-school AU) by @sorryimananti-romantic
Horizon [completed] (faerieprince!San x OC) by @sorryimananti-romantic đ
An Imprisoned Nightingale (pirate!San x Reader | Black Ocean) by @bvidzsoo
mocha [completed] (San x Reader | Coffee House Diaries SMAU) by @escapewriter đ
Love to Hate You [ongoing] (royal secretary!San x female scholar!Reader | The Way to His Heart Spinoff) by @edenesth
u got it bad (baseball player!San x reporter!Reader) by @yoongiseesawmp3 đ„
Perfidy (San x Reader | Mafia Au) by @in-san-ity đ„
Mingi Fics
Cause Baby You're My Muse [completed] (idol!Mingi x producer!Reader) by @makeitmingi
Ditto (Mingi x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @sluttywoozi đ„
Wave (teacher!Mingi x teacher!Reader) by @sorryimananti-romantic đ
Fine Line of Our Worlds (pirate!Mingi x Reader | Black Ocean) by @bvidzsoo
iced tea [completed] (Mingi x Reader | Coffee House Diaries SMAU) by @escapewriter
Wooyoung Fics
tins without labels [discontinued] (Wooyoung x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @nonclassyparty đ
Wooyoung's Playlist (Wooyoung x Reader | Non-idol AU) by @nonclassyparty đ„ spin-off from subtle variations of heartbreak
Midnight Kisses [completed] (best friend!Wooyoung x single mom!Reader ft. San) by @mingigoo đ„
made for this (churchboy(?)!Wooyoung x Reader) by @yoongiseesawmp3 đ„đ
Good Lil Boy (prince!Wooyoung x Princess!reader) by @sorryimananti-romantic đ„đ
If Without You (best friend!Wooyoung x Reader) by @sorryimananti-romantic
Heavy is the head that wears the crown (pirate!Wooyoung x princess!Reader | Black Ocean) by đ
cold brew [completed] (Wooyoung x Reader | Coffee House Diaries SMAU) by @escapewriter
Take Me Away (investigator!Wooyoung x courtesan!Reader | The Way to His Heart Spinoff) by @edenesth
Jongho Fics
Zemblanity (Jongho x Reader | Mafia AU) by @in-san-ity đ„đ
Secret Garden [ongoing] (prince!Jongho x Reader | SMAU) by @staytinys
Time of Love (brother's best friend!Jongho x Reader) by @sorryimananti-romantic đ
Lullaby of the seas (pirate!Jongho x siren!Reader | Black Ocean) by @bvidzsoo
caramel macchiato [completed] (Jongho x Reader | Coffee House Diaries SMAU) by @escapewriter
That's rightđŠ, I can't believe how so easily he said Yoongi was an idiot for wanting to leave her angel alone from his dark world. I scoffed at his words when I remembered what he'd done in the last chapter of Elysian đââđââ
Latibule Season 2: IV
Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader (Mafia/Detective AU)
Summary: In which he lost his latibule.
Warnings: Secret Identity, Yandere behavior, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Manipulative behavior, Violence, Mention of death, Disability, Sexual themes, If youâre not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.
Masterlist, Latibule 2.III
The fact that he was not even trying anything was what was making you be more on edge.
It had been more than three days now and he still hadnât done anything except following you wherever you went. He turned into your very own version of a shadow, never straying more than a foot away. Despite your diminishing sight, you could see how people went out of their way to avoid your path. You surmised that it was because of the man following you closely. You didnât have to turn to see the glare he was freely giving anyone as though he was your guard dog, or the dark energy he was emitting like a disturbed cat you used to frequently liken him to.
You were close to your breaking point. Your future laid uncertain, more so about your survival and likelihood that you would see your beautiful son once again just because his father was confusing you.
His motives confused you. If he was here to end you, why hadnât he done so, yet? If he wanted to talk to you and ensure that you wouldnât blab to anyone about who he truly was, about his other identity, why hadnât he done so yet?
Why hadnât he done anything except to follow you?
You were never a good actress, and you knew sooner rather than later that he would inadvertently notice. Honestly, you were already sick with anxiety and you didnât know what you would do should you take this one more day. This had to stop and you needed to know why he was doing this.
And what exactly was he doing you asked?
Take for example, right now as you were trying to enjoy your meal in a small diner. His presence was unsettling and his eyes, like dark pools, seemed to follow your every move with a mix of intensity and longing that sent shivers down your spine. Not only was he eating on a booth in front of yours, but he also paid for your meal. He even went as far as threatening the waiter with his eyes to make it appear that the meal was free due to some made up celebration.
You couldn't help but scoff at the absurdity of it all. Unicorn Day? What kind of excuse was that? What even was a unicorn day?! That did not even exist! But even as you stopped yourself from rolling your eyes, a nagging question lingered in the back of your mind. Why was he going to such lengths to keep you close?
More so⊠why was he pitifully eating his meal alone, his gaze held a certain softness and daresay yearning in them? Why did he look soâŠlonely?
Confusion and frustration warred within you as you struggled to make sense of his intentions.
However, it was becoming less likely now that he wanted you gone when you came home and finally found solitude. You were going through the motion for the night. Your hands were running across the table as a guide, a thing that you had learned to do when you hit yourself too many times from the edge of the table, when you felt what seemed to be a protective gear used in the corner of tables. And then all at once, you noticed all the little things that had changed without you fully noticing.
The bathroom tiles had more friction to what you were used to, the kitchen utensils lost their heaviness, and the doorknobs were now noticeably noisier than before.
And now that you were alone without his overbearing presence clouding your judgement, without him breathing down your neck that caused you to immensely fear for your life, that you started to look on the other side of your horror: did he do all of these for you?
Perhaps, you were able to tolerate it all because of the anticipation of pain you thought youâd get from him. But this softness and tenderness displaced you. Somehow, this was worse. This was something you couldnât bear, not when you now knew who he truly was. You couldnât take this, you couldnât let all of this change anything â especially when you now had someone to protect. You struggled to think of what could happen should he find out that his clever deception brought someone in this world.
Sleep had greatly eluded you that night regardless of how weary you felt. Your thoughts were all over the place, consumed by worry for your son right now. You couldnât even step out to find solace and watch the stars like you used to do when your thoughts were just too loud. What was the use, you thought, when you could no longer see their beauty?
You had your eyes closed, now accustomed to darkness and your body was even when you heard itâ a miniscule creaking of the floorboard, followed by the gentle opening of the door. He was here, you surmised.
Agustd was here.
Was he here to finally do the deed? Was he here to finally end all of this chaos? Did he wait until the dead of the night so that there wouldnât be any witness? So that the job would be easy? So that he wouldnât have to look into your eyes as he delivered the final blow to your heart?
Despite the terrifying thoughts racing through your mind, you were still as a board. You were greatly anticipating the pain as he drew near, his familiar scent, once beloved by you so much, was now making you acutely aware of his proximity more than ever before.
You could feel the heat from his body. You could hear the gentle rustling of his coat as he moved. This was it, you thought. This was your end, and maybe it was for the best. Hoseok would take care of your son. He was evidently fond of him. You knew that multifaceted man loved your child despite who his father was. You knew it the moment you woke up when your child was only a month old and found him gone from your side only to discover Hoseok gently comforting your crying son with his ridiculous stories, his voice painting a story. You knew it the moment he patiently stood by your sonâs side when he was sick. You knew it when he cried when your child took his first step. Despite what transpired that fateful night, Hoseok was good to you and your son.
You trusted him.
You felt the side of your bed dipped from Agustdâs weight, yet it was his hand that you first felt. His calloused hand tenderly caressed your face, his touch so faint that you almost wondered if this was real. His thumb softly touched your lips and it lingered there for a moment that you wondered how you were able to control your breathing. You had gone years without him, his existence merely both a nightmare and a wonderful dream only in your memories. You had put him behind, hadnât you? You had fully squashed any hopes that you and him would be anything other than a disaster, hadnât you? You had repeatedly told yourself that you would never again let yourself feel anything for him, hadnât you?
So why then was your heart shattering? Why then now that he was near, now that he was touching you, did your beliefs and your resolute heart wavered?
You could take him following you around. Honestly, you would rather take him being your shadow instead of this because then you could play pretend that he was not here.
You were about to open your eyes when you felt a drop on your cheek. Then, it was as though a dam overflowed as you felt teardrops cascading down your skin and the hand touching you trembling with both grief and relief.
Perhaps, if you could see him now, you'd understand how deeply you were intertwined in each and every part of him. If only you could witness how your absence and your inability to see now broke him, then all your hesitations about him would vanish because no man whose heart was not owned by you would cry as much as he was right now. No man who loved you as hard as he did could withstand this.
âThank you for not leaving me alone in this world, my angel. Thank you for being alive,â he whispered in the silence of the night.
Min Yoongiâs POV
You were alive and it should be enough for him.
But Min Yoongi had always been a greedy man. He was a despicable man who always craved for more and blamed it all on from his terrible childhood to his twisted parents. He knew he was greedy when he took the organization that had been in his Jin hyungâs family for decades and ventured into darker places no one dared to go. He knew he was greedy when he didnât stop there and even took hold of the police force for himself. More so, he knew he was greedy when he found you alive and instead of being contented that you were here, that you made good on your promise and didnât go where he couldnât follow, he still wantedâŠno. He craved the warmth brought by your proximity. He wanted you so near to him that you couldnât breathe without him knowing, that you couldnât think without him hearing your own thoughts.
He wanted you by his side that you couldnât leave again. He wanted you so close that no one would dare to hurt you anymore.
However, there was this part of him that was good regardless of how minuscule it was. It was the same part that you were able to reach, the one that made you believed that he was incapable of inflicting pain to others, the one that made the betrayal so much more painful to you. And now, that part was warring with the dark side of him to let you be. It was the same part that whispered that he was somehow to blame for all of this, that had he left you alone, you wouldnât be in this mess. It was the same part that whispered that he should be happy that you were alive, and that alone should be enough. It was your second chance in life but this time, it shouldnât be with him.
His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, fingers curling into fists as he wrestled with the conflicting desires raging within him. He wanted to reach out to you, to pull you into his embrace and never let you go, but he knew he had already hurt you enough. And so, he stood there, silently battling the demons that threatened to consume him whole.
Perhaps, this was why he did nothing but to follow you and to watch you from a distance, only letting himself near you when you couldnât know, only letting him touch you when you wouldnât be able to push him away in disgust.
His train of thoughts and self-hatred were interrupted by his phone. Yoongi looked down at his ringing phone before bringing it to his ear, turning away from you as he answered. The street was busy but he had clear vision of you from behind, and the crosswalk hadnât signaled yet for pedestrians to proceed.
âYoongi-ah, whereâs my niece and nephew?â
Here he goes again, Yoongi thought. He chuckled at his ridiculous question, his Jin hyung still hadnât given up on his agenda of them having families of their own. His hyung's unwavering determination to see all of them settle down and start a family was both endearing and exasperating at times. âYou wonât even ask how I am?â
Jin's response was swift and filled with characteristic enthusiasm. Â âYou found her. Iâd say your more than okay. That is exactly why Iâm expecting a nephew, preferably, within 9 to 10 months, okay? Iâm buying Louis Vuitton onesies as we speak.â
Yoongi listened to his Jin hyungâs plans of buying his supposed nephew the most expensive and ridiculous clothes a newborn could have with a heavy heart. Listening to him made the situation so much heavier. Listening to him made him realize how further he was to realizing that dreamâŠand how impossible it would be now.
âAre you really just going to let me buy him his first custom made toy gun? Really? Because your silence seems like you are agreeing-â
âSheâs blind now, hyung.â
That statement alone finally made the mafia prince to cease from speaking, the weight of Yoongiâs new reality was slowly settling in. âShe cannot see me. She still doesnât know that Iâm here-â
But Jin's response was unexpected, cutting through the air with a coldness that sent a shiver down Yoongi's spine. "Bring her home, Yoongi."
Yoongi's brows furrowed in disbelief, his mind reeling at Jin's insistence. "What? Didnât you hear what I just said? I saidâ"
âI heard you, Yoongi-ah,â he stated with his cold voice he seldom used. âSheâs blind now,â he repeated tonelessly. âBut Iâm telling you to bring her home. We might be able to do something. Itâs not over until I, the greatest doctor to ever exist, tell that it is.â
âHyung,â he sighed, looking down as he processed what Jin said and his poor attempt at making light of the situation. There was a possibility that he could fix you. But did you want anything to do with him now? What if you looked at him with hatred and disgust in your eyes? What if you saw him and decidedly left him again? Was he being selfish for considering the alternative? Could he even survive after that?
And for the first time in his life, he admitted that he was beside himself for terror that you might want nothing to do with him, that you would rather forever lose your sight than see him.
But before he could dwell on his fears any longer, Jin's voice cut through the turmoil, filled with frustration and exasperation. âThen make her fall in love again with you. You did it once, Yoongi. I cannot believe after all the education I all gave you, after sending all of you to the best universities and ensuring that you all would be the top of your chosen profession, you are all still idiots! This is such a simple problem that requires simple solution. For the love all of all thatâs-â
Yoongiâs turned to where you were, only to find you crossing the road behind other people. He was a good foot away from you when he heard the screeching sound of tires that seemed to have spiraled out of control and horrifyingly, in its path was you.
His angel.
He moved before he could even think, his legs powered through, pushing people out of his way just to get to you. He remembered thinking to himself at that moment that he this time, he would harshly refuse losing you. This time, he would fight harder against destiny that was so hellbent on taking you from him.
And that time he swore that the universe was on his side as he reached for your arm and firmly pulled you to his chest. The screeching tires and the shocked sounds of the city faded into the background as he felt the force of the fall. With a deep grunt, he absorbed the impact, his body tensing with the weight of both of you as you collided with the ground. Despite the pain shooting through his body, his only concern was for your safety.
His arms remained a steadfast barrier, shielding you from harm as he felt the ground beneath him. The world seemed to slow down, time stretching out in that moment of crisis. The sound of your shock was drowned out by his pounding heart and the rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. For a split second, time seemed to freeze as he held you close, shielding you from the impending danger.
As the screeching tires came to a halt, Yoongi's focus remained solely on you. He felt a surge of relief wash over him as he realized you were unharmed, safe in his arms. His heart was beating so fast brought by the sickening worry that he wouldnât make it in time that he failed to notice the consequences of his actions.
âAre you okay, Angel? Youâre not hurtâŠright?â
âSugaâŠâ
Me after reading this chapter đđ»đđ»
I get it that she felt betrayed by Yoongi, but ngl, I'm a bit disappointed when she said she trust Hoseokđ„čđ«ą. But I'm curious, where's he now? Did Hoseok hide around or did he leave her alone there?
And Yoongi felt a dilemma about his angel, he wanted to leave her from his dark world but at the same time he couldn't live without her, I can't wait for his reaction when he knows about his son and how Hoseok takes care of them. I bet the shit will go down from theređ«Ł
(Thank you for the update Danyđ„°đ«đ«¶đ», this really made my day. I hope you have a nice day đ)
Latibule Season 2: IV
Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader (Mafia/Detective AU)
Summary: In which he lost his latibule.
Warnings: Secret Identity, Yandere behavior, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Manipulative behavior, Violence, Mention of death, Disability, Sexual themes, If youâre not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.
Masterlist, Latibule 2.III
The fact that he was not even trying anything was what was making you be more on edge.
It had been more than three days now and he still hadnât done anything except following you wherever you went. He turned into your very own version of a shadow, never straying more than a foot away. Despite your diminishing sight, you could see how people went out of their way to avoid your path. You surmised that it was because of the man following you closely. You didnât have to turn to see the glare he was freely giving anyone as though he was your guard dog, or the dark energy he was emitting like a disturbed cat you used to frequently liken him to.
You were close to your breaking point. Your future laid uncertain, more so about your survival and likelihood that you would see your beautiful son once again just because his father was confusing you.
His motives confused you. If he was here to end you, why hadnât he done so, yet? If he wanted to talk to you and ensure that you wouldnât blab to anyone about who he truly was, about his other identity, why hadnât he done so yet?
Why hadnât he done anything except to follow you?
You were never a good actress, and you knew sooner rather than later that he would inadvertently notice. Honestly, you were already sick with anxiety and you didnât know what you would do should you take this one more day. This had to stop and you needed to know why he was doing this.
And what exactly was he doing you asked?
Take for example, right now as you were trying to enjoy your meal in a small diner. His presence was unsettling and his eyes, like dark pools, seemed to follow your every move with a mix of intensity and longing that sent shivers down your spine. Not only was he eating on a booth in front of yours, but he also paid for your meal. He even went as far as threatening the waiter with his eyes to make it appear that the meal was free due to some made up celebration.
You couldn't help but scoff at the absurdity of it all. Unicorn Day? What kind of excuse was that? What even was a unicorn day?! That did not even exist! But even as you stopped yourself from rolling your eyes, a nagging question lingered in the back of your mind. Why was he going to such lengths to keep you close?
More so⊠why was he pitifully eating his meal alone, his gaze held a certain softness and daresay yearning in them? Why did he look soâŠlonely?
Confusion and frustration warred within you as you struggled to make sense of his intentions.
However, it was becoming less likely now that he wanted you gone when you came home and finally found solitude. You were going through the motion for the night. Your hands were running across the table as a guide, a thing that you had learned to do when you hit yourself too many times from the edge of the table, when you felt what seemed to be a protective gear used in the corner of tables. And then all at once, you noticed all the little things that had changed without you fully noticing.
The bathroom tiles had more friction to what you were used to, the kitchen utensils lost their heaviness, and the doorknobs were now noticeably noisier than before.
And now that you were alone without his overbearing presence clouding your judgement, without him breathing down your neck that caused you to immensely fear for your life, that you started to look on the other side of your horror: did he do all of these for you?
Perhaps, you were able to tolerate it all because of the anticipation of pain you thought youâd get from him. But this softness and tenderness displaced you. Somehow, this was worse. This was something you couldnât bear, not when you now knew who he truly was. You couldnât take this, you couldnât let all of this change anything â especially when you now had someone to protect. You struggled to think of what could happen should he find out that his clever deception brought someone in this world.
Sleep had greatly eluded you that night regardless of how weary you felt. Your thoughts were all over the place, consumed by worry for your son right now. You couldnât even step out to find solace and watch the stars like you used to do when your thoughts were just too loud. What was the use, you thought, when you could no longer see their beauty?
You had your eyes closed, now accustomed to darkness and your body was even when you heard itâ a miniscule creaking of the floorboard, followed by the gentle opening of the door. He was here, you surmised.
Agustd was here.
Was he here to finally do the deed? Was he here to finally end all of this chaos? Did he wait until the dead of the night so that there wouldnât be any witness? So that the job would be easy? So that he wouldnât have to look into your eyes as he delivered the final blow to your heart?
Despite the terrifying thoughts racing through your mind, you were still as a board. You were greatly anticipating the pain as he drew near, his familiar scent, once beloved by you so much, was now making you acutely aware of his proximity more than ever before.
You could feel the heat from his body. You could hear the gentle rustling of his coat as he moved. This was it, you thought. This was your end, and maybe it was for the best. Hoseok would take care of your son. He was evidently fond of him. You knew that multifaceted man loved your child despite who his father was. You knew it the moment you woke up when your child was only a month old and found him gone from your side only to discover Hoseok gently comforting your crying son with his ridiculous stories, his voice painting a story. You knew it the moment he patiently stood by your sonâs side when he was sick. You knew it when he cried when your child took his first step. Despite what transpired that fateful night, Hoseok was good to you and your son.
You trusted him.
You felt the side of your bed dipped from Agustdâs weight, yet it was his hand that you first felt. His calloused hand tenderly caressed your face, his touch so faint that you almost wondered if this was real. His thumb softly touched your lips and it lingered there for a moment that you wondered how you were able to control your breathing. You had gone years without him, his existence merely both a nightmare and a wonderful dream only in your memories. You had put him behind, hadnât you? You had fully squashed any hopes that you and him would be anything other than a disaster, hadnât you? You had repeatedly told yourself that you would never again let yourself feel anything for him, hadnât you?
So why then was your heart shattering? Why then now that he was near, now that he was touching you, did your beliefs and your resolute heart wavered?
You could take him following you around. Honestly, you would rather take him being your shadow instead of this because then you could play pretend that he was not here.
You were about to open your eyes when you felt a drop on your cheek. Then, it was as though a dam overflowed as you felt teardrops cascading down your skin and the hand touching you trembling with both grief and relief.
Perhaps, if you could see him now, you'd understand how deeply you were intertwined in each and every part of him. If only you could witness how your absence and your inability to see now broke him, then all your hesitations about him would vanish because no man whose heart was not owned by you would cry as much as he was right now. No man who loved you as hard as he did could withstand this.
âThank you for not leaving me alone in this world, my angel. Thank you for being alive,â he whispered in the silence of the night.
Min Yoongiâs POV
You were alive and it should be enough for him.
But Min Yoongi had always been a greedy man. He was a despicable man who always craved for more and blamed it all on from his terrible childhood to his twisted parents. He knew he was greedy when he took the organization that had been in his Jin hyungâs family for decades and ventured into darker places no one dared to go. He knew he was greedy when he didnât stop there and even took hold of the police force for himself. More so, he knew he was greedy when he found you alive and instead of being contented that you were here, that you made good on your promise and didnât go where he couldnât follow, he still wantedâŠno. He craved the warmth brought by your proximity. He wanted you so near to him that you couldnât breathe without him knowing, that you couldnât think without him hearing your own thoughts.
He wanted you by his side that you couldnât leave again. He wanted you so close that no one would dare to hurt you anymore.
However, there was this part of him that was good regardless of how minuscule it was. It was the same part that you were able to reach, the one that made you believed that he was incapable of inflicting pain to others, the one that made the betrayal so much more painful to you. And now, that part was warring with the dark side of him to let you be. It was the same part that whispered that he was somehow to blame for all of this, that had he left you alone, you wouldnât be in this mess. It was the same part that whispered that he should be happy that you were alive, and that alone should be enough. It was your second chance in life but this time, it shouldnât be with him.
His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, fingers curling into fists as he wrestled with the conflicting desires raging within him. He wanted to reach out to you, to pull you into his embrace and never let you go, but he knew he had already hurt you enough. And so, he stood there, silently battling the demons that threatened to consume him whole.
Perhaps, this was why he did nothing but to follow you and to watch you from a distance, only letting himself near you when you couldnât know, only letting him touch you when you wouldnât be able to push him away in disgust.
His train of thoughts and self-hatred were interrupted by his phone. Yoongi looked down at his ringing phone before bringing it to his ear, turning away from you as he answered. The street was busy but he had clear vision of you from behind, and the crosswalk hadnât signaled yet for pedestrians to proceed.
âYoongi-ah, whereâs my niece and nephew?â
Here he goes again, Yoongi thought. He chuckled at his ridiculous question, his Jin hyung still hadnât given up on his agenda of them having families of their own. His hyung's unwavering determination to see all of them settle down and start a family was both endearing and exasperating at times. âYou wonât even ask how I am?â
Jin's response was swift and filled with characteristic enthusiasm. Â âYou found her. Iâd say your more than okay. That is exactly why Iâm expecting a nephew, preferably, within 9 to 10 months, okay? Iâm buying Louis Vuitton onesies as we speak.â
Yoongi listened to his Jin hyungâs plans of buying his supposed nephew the most expensive and ridiculous clothes a newborn could have with a heavy heart. Listening to him made the situation so much heavier. Listening to him made him realize how further he was to realizing that dreamâŠand how impossible it would be now.
âAre you really just going to let me buy him his first custom made toy gun? Really? Because your silence seems like you are agreeing-â
âSheâs blind now, hyung.â
That statement alone finally made the mafia prince to cease from speaking, the weight of Yoongiâs new reality was slowly settling in. âShe cannot see me. She still doesnât know that Iâm here-â
But Jin's response was unexpected, cutting through the air with a coldness that sent a shiver down Yoongi's spine. "Bring her home, Yoongi."
Yoongi's brows furrowed in disbelief, his mind reeling at Jin's insistence. "What? Didnât you hear what I just said? I saidâ"
âI heard you, Yoongi-ah,â he stated with his cold voice he seldom used. âSheâs blind now,â he repeated tonelessly. âBut Iâm telling you to bring her home. We might be able to do something. Itâs not over until I, the greatest doctor to ever exist, tell that it is.â
âHyung,â he sighed, looking down as he processed what Jin said and his poor attempt at making light of the situation. There was a possibility that he could fix you. But did you want anything to do with him now? What if you looked at him with hatred and disgust in your eyes? What if you saw him and decidedly left him again? Was he being selfish for considering the alternative? Could he even survive after that?
And for the first time in his life, he admitted that he was beside himself for terror that you might want nothing to do with him, that you would rather forever lose your sight than see him.
But before he could dwell on his fears any longer, Jin's voice cut through the turmoil, filled with frustration and exasperation. âThen make her fall in love again with you. You did it once, Yoongi. I cannot believe after all the education I all gave you, after sending all of you to the best universities and ensuring that you all would be the top of your chosen profession, you are all still idiots! This is such a simple problem that requires simple solution. For the love all of all thatâs-â
Yoongiâs turned to where you were, only to find you crossing the road behind other people. He was a good foot away from you when he heard the screeching sound of tires that seemed to have spiraled out of control and horrifyingly, in its path was you.
His angel.
He moved before he could even think, his legs powered through, pushing people out of his way just to get to you. He remembered thinking to himself at that moment that he this time, he would harshly refuse losing you. This time, he would fight harder against destiny that was so hellbent on taking you from him.
And that time he swore that the universe was on his side as he reached for your arm and firmly pulled you to his chest. The screeching tires and the shocked sounds of the city faded into the background as he felt the force of the fall. With a deep grunt, he absorbed the impact, his body tensing with the weight of both of you as you collided with the ground. Despite the pain shooting through his body, his only concern was for your safety.
His arms remained a steadfast barrier, shielding you from harm as he felt the ground beneath him. The world seemed to slow down, time stretching out in that moment of crisis. The sound of your shock was drowned out by his pounding heart and the rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. For a split second, time seemed to freeze as he held you close, shielding you from the impending danger.
As the screeching tires came to a halt, Yoongi's focus remained solely on you. He felt a surge of relief wash over him as he realized you were unharmed, safe in his arms. His heart was beating so fast brought by the sickening worry that he wouldnât make it in time that he failed to notice the consequences of his actions.
âAre you okay, Angel? Youâre not hurtâŠright?â
âSugaâŠâ
Even though they want to have a baby just to comply with their parent's request, I'm glad that they have each other. Especially Wonwoo who defends his wife when the invasive question is asked of his wifeđ„°
protector | jeon wonwoo | a nothing new drabble
Thereâs a full moon tonight. Wonwoo is driving the two of you to a charity formal his parents are holding for the company. As a newlywed couple, you both need to show face for business purposes.
Because of this, you headed to work earlier and are now tired beyond belief. When you got home, you got ready putting on a dark purple gown and leaving your hair down. You had missed the way Wonwoo eyed you when you came running downstairs. Now that youâre sexually active, Wonwoo finds it difficult to keep himself in line on a regular day, what more when youâre in a beautiful gown?
The charity is a full hourâs drive away and as Wonwoo drives, you fall into a deep sleep. Wonwoo turns to look at you more than once, making sure you arenât smudging your makeup knowing youâd panic if you had to redo anything on your face.
Tonight, Wonwoos head is full of thoughts. Youâve recently started staying the night in Wonwooâs room after sex and waking up next to you is messing with him. Sometimes heâll wake up with you tucked into him, other times youâll be all the way on the other side. This morning, he had woken up spooning you and unfortunately for him, you were awake. The silence was so awkward as he pulled away from you and sat up. You both seemed to have no problem when it came to having sex in the dark but once the sun came up, all forms of intimacy were just completely off the table. You were married so why were you making things more difficult for each other? He just wishes he had more time to get to know you before getting married instead of the other way around. He doesnât even feel like youâre on the level of friendship.
Wonwoo turns to look at you again. Youâre still asleep.
-
You hate these kinds of events. For starters, youâre not too fond of Wonwooâs parents. His mom always brings up having a baby every single time she sees you and youâre 100% certain sheâs going to mention it when you greet her.
âHi mom, hi dad,â Wonwoo greets his mom with a hug, his dad a handshake. You bow in greeting, trying to ignore the way Wonwooâs mom is looking at your stomach.
âMy dear, you know how much we would like a grandchild. Are the two of you even trying?â
You blink, processing what sheâs just said to your face.
âMom, are you serious? First off, you can direct the question at both of us not just y/n. Please quit it with the baby questions. I mean it.â Wonwoo reprimands his mom, placing a hand on your shoulder.
âPeople will talk if you donât have a child by-,â
âYou say this every single time you see us. The baby will come when it comes. Now if youâll excuse us.â
Wonwoo bows, you follow, and he takes your hand to direct you away from the tantalizing eyes of his parents.
You end up in front of the drinks, watching as Wonwoo grabs a glass of red wine from the tray and pours a good amount of it down his throat. You touch his arm and reminding him that he drove.
Wonwoo surprises you by dragging you closer to his body by your waist, leaning down to rest his forehead on your shoulder.
âI already donât want to be here.â
You play with the hair on the back of his neck.
âI know, but at least we have each other. Would suck if I had to endure your momâs questions all night.â
You pause.
âSorry,â you say quickly apologizing for borderline insulting his mom.
He squeezes your waist before standing to full height.
âIâm sorry about them. I wish theyâd stop asking.â
Youâre interrupted this time by your own parents. Wonwoo bows first, shaking your parentsâ hands. You bow next and give them both a super brief unaffectionate hug. Youâre not exactly close to your parents. Theyâve been generally unsupportive and not very emotionally invested parents- training you for the chaebol lifestyle. Your mother pulls you away excusing the both of you and leaving Wonwoo alone with your dad.
Wonwoo keeps an eye on you while conversing with your dad, watching as your mom intently talks to you. He sees your face change, the way it contorts into a frown. Suddenly you swiftly turn run away. Wonwoo immediately puts his drinks down and excuses himself from your dad, running to catch up with you.
He sees you head outside, worry plaguing his mind.
You place your hand on the wall for support as you tremble all over. You feel yourself being turned around, your head meeting a firm chest. You know who it is. Youâve always felt safe with this person.
You feel yourself fall apart right in your husbandâs arms. Your whole body crumples and you let it because your heart knows thereâs someone to not just catch you, but hold you. Youâre clutching onto Wonwooâs jacket as you sink to the floor with your head bowed as you start uncontrollably sobbing. He doesnât let you hit the ground. Your head meets his chest and he just holds you as you continue to cry into his shoulder.
The sound of the charity event starting, makes you look up from Wonwooâs shoulder as you realize you need to be back inside. Wonwoo carefully wipes away your tears with his hand before bringing you both inside. Before entering the venue, he brings you to the womenâs restroom, triple checking that no one is inside so he can be in there with you to properly clean your face. He wipes your splotchy cheeks and looks down at you, his eyes gentle and kind, so different from the hard and dark ones you see everyday.
âWhat happened?â he softly asks.
You roll your eyes to the side, unable to look Wonwoo in the eyes.
âShe asked if we were sexually active. When I refused to answer, she said I was being a bad wife by not fulfilling my obligations as a wife in pleasuring my husband and that it would reflect badly on everyone in our family. And she said Iâve already gone out of my way to ruin the family image by having my own company and not being a stay at home wife.â
Tears pool in your eyes as you look down recalling the last bit of what she said.
âAnd she called me a disappointment to our family. She said she and my dad went out of their way to find me a perfect husband and I was ruining it all by pursuing my silly, unimportant desires with my company. All this because Iâm not pregnant yet. Wonwoo, we got married just 2 months ago. Iâm not sure why they think we need a baby so soon in the first place.â
You donât realize but youre clutching Wonwooâs forearms. You only realize when he pulls away to take your face in his hands.
âSince you donât hear it enough, I hope you know Iâm proud of you and what you do. I donât want a house wife, I want a wife who pursues what she wants. Youâve built a major tech empire and youâre only 24. Iâll⊠take care of this at some point I promise. You shouldnât have to hear the brunt of all the baby talk from either of our parents.
He folds you into one last hug, the two of you in the silent bathroom holding onto each other like a lifeline.
-
After numerous speeches and awards, the event is finally over. Wonwoo opens the car door for you, waiting until youâre inside to round the corner. He opens his side and tells you heâs going to quickly run to the bathroom before the long drive back home.
He heads back inside, walking right past the bathroom and into the venue making a beeline directly towards both of your talking parents.
âWonwoo my dear-,â his mom starts.
âStop.â Wonwoo immediately interrupts, holding his hand up.
âIâm just here to quickly say one thing to all 4 of you and I donât want anyone interrupting. This is the last time Iâm officially making this request. Stop. Asking. Us. Especially y/n when we are having a baby. We got married 2 months ago, and I donât care if thatâs more than enough time to start âmakingâ a baby. It is truly none of your business and your comments and questions are both invasive and disrespectful towards my wife. Her job isnât to produce a baby. Sheâs the founder and ceo of a tech company worth millions and you canât even say anything about that. Keep it up, keep asking about a baby, and I personally promise you that you will not be a part of its life.â
âIs that a threat, son?â your father asks narrowing his eyes at Wonwoo.
âIt is.â Wonwoo immediately replies.
âOne more question. One more comment. Whether you make it in front of me or not. I will know and I will find out and I will go forward with my punishment. Iâm not scared of any of you. This is me protecting my wife.â
With that, Wonwoo swiftly turns around and walks away.
Everyone blinks.
âI must say, youve raised your son to be a good husband,â your mom says to Wonwooâs parents, impressed that he immediately came to your defense.
Wonwooâs mom watches him walk away. âNo. It wasnât us. I think itâs just who he is.â
-
Wonwoo gets back in the car apologizing for taking forever, saying that he ran into a relative. He drives the two of you home, his heart still beating with adrenaline at his secret confrontation with all your parents. Someone has to protect you from their wrath.
-
When you step inside the house, Wonwoo locks the door and isnât expecting you to be right in front of him. You place both your hands on his chest and look up at him. He looks down at you and wraps his arms around your waist.
âDid you really go to the bathroom?â
Wonwoo pauses. He knows he canât lie to you. Not when youâre holding him so close and looking up at him with your shiny eyes.
He lightly laughs and says no.
âWill you tell me where you really went?â
Wonwoo sighs and looks around the room before meeting your eyes again.
âI went to go⊠talk with both of our parents.â he sheepishly admits.
âAnd what did you say?â narrowing your eyes.
âNot much. You know just a little threat,â he says smiling at you.
You smile back and donât press further. You place a kiss on his cheek and lean into his ear.
âThank you for standing up for me. Especially to our parents.â
You make to break away but wonwoo pulls you in, leaning down to kiss you on the lips. You freeze, but kiss him back, feeling him tighten his arms around your waist. He breaks away first and before you can even react, heâs carrying you bridal style up the stairs.
-
Youâre both lying in Wonwooâs bed, exhausted from how Wonwoo just ravaged you for 2 hours straight. He made you cum 5 times and you still feel like youâre seeing stars. All of a sudden, he pulls you close and whispers in your ear.
âIf only they knew the answer to all their questions.â
You roll your eyes as Wonwoo kisses right under your eyes.
He pulls you into his chest and you fall asleep in the arms of your protector.
đđđ€Ł
@hacked-by-jake gave me the idea đ«
MC: *staring down at her phone with a frown*
Jake: What's wrong?
MC: This guy Eric wants me to help find his lunatic friend Adam.
Jake: Typical Wednesday. Are you gonna do it?
MC: Remember how I called our investigation 'exciting' the first time we talked?
Jake: Ah yes, the moment I fell for you.
MC: Aww but it's not so much 'exciting' when they want me to pay money for some AI to be my profile picture
Jake: What?
MC: Yes.
Jake: Want me to hack it for you?
MC: Please.
Wah, she gave up 3 three years of relationships for a one night stand?đ I think there's literally something wrong with her brain and not she thinks Wonwoo would be unfaithful like her toođ
realizations | a nothing new drabble
pairing: chaebol!husband!Wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader
content: arranged marriage, angst, fluff, suggestive
a/n: thought it would be fun to write about what wonwoo and hana talked about at seungcheol's wedding. hope u enjoy!! as always, read the rest of the series here!
wonwoo was eager to get away from you after seungcheol's wedding ceremony. he could see the sad look in your eyes, the longing for a love like theirs. you had looked the exact same way on your own wedding day- simply put, sad.
when the two of you reach the reception venue, wonwoo excuses himself to the restroom, leaving you at the bar.
when he's done, he decides to roam the hotel and perhaps make his way out to the beach. He bumps into someone and apologizes without looking at who he hit.
"Wonwoo?"
Wonwoo freezes, recognizing the voice. He braces himself as he turns around to face his ex-partner of 3 years, Hana. Her hair is short and she's in a deep green gown that shows off her bare shoulders as well as a large slit all the way up to her thigh.
She smiles and comes closer to hug him and give him a kiss on the cheek.
"Long time no see," Hana says as she flashes him a cheeky smile.
Wonwoo smiles sheepishly feeling slightly uncomfortable at the sight of his ex like this. Her departure from his life had been so painful and he still feels like he hasn't been able to process it all properly.
"I heard you're married now."
"Yeah," Wonwoo says holding up his hand with his wedding ring.
"Is she here?"
"Yes."
Hana's smile falters a bit at the news of your presence. Does she think he'd come without you?
They briefly catch up on life, Wonwoo keeping his answers curt and short, wondering when he'd be able to escape her. Looking at her is painful. He's reminded of how everything ended within an hour. He built a life with her and it all fell apart at her command.
"Wonwoo?"
Wonwoo looks up at her.
"Are you happy in your marriage?"
Wonwoo feels the need to lie. To prove to her that her departure didn't break him.
"It's alright."
"Do you love her?"
Wonwoo lightly laughs, looking around.
"I don't know. We didn't really know each other before we got married so we're still taking the time to get to know each other."
"Wonwoo I miss you and everything we had. Is there any way we can make this work again?"
Wonwoo has an incredulous look on his face, confused on what she's asking.
"Your wife wouldn't care about what you do outside your home right? Let's make this work! We can be in love in secret!"
Wonwoo narrows his eyes.
"Hana, what kind of guy do you think I am?"
Hana raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised that Wonwoo isn't agreeing with her right away.
"Yeah, I'm in an arranged marriage with someone I don't particularly know, but I took a vow in front of not just my family but hers as well. I'm not going to two time my wife just to be with someone who left me."
Hana is stunned into silence, taken aback at Wonwoo's harsh words.
"I just thought some time apart would allow our love to be stronger."
"That wasn't for you to decide on your own. You can't just leave and expect me to take you back."
"I thought you loved me. It's only been 5 months, Wonwoo. Have you really fallen out of love with me already?"
"Well, I don't really think of you like that anymore."
Hana looks up at Wonwoo with shiny eyes, getting closer to him and reaching out to hold his hands, clutching them like a lifeline.
"Wonwoo please don't be like this. We can make this work. Your wife probably won't even care."
Wonwoo rolls his eyes and gently places his hands on Hana's shoulders to push her away.
Hana grasps both his arms this time, panic clearly written in her eyes.
"Please, please don't leave me. Wonwoo, I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have chosen Jin over you, you were so much better for me, please," Hana rambles but Wonwoo grows stiff at her words.
"Jin?" Wonwoo interrupts.
Hana freezes.
She laughs nervously.
"What?"
"You said you shouldn't have chosen Jin over me. Who is Jin?"
"I never said that."
Wonwoo grits his teeth and pulls his arms out of Hana's grasp.
He stares at her in silence, feeling nothing towards the woman he gave 3 years of his life to.
"I, uh. Remember when I went to Asaka's birthday party last year? Her college friend Jin was there and we uh."
Hana's face is red, her voice faltering as she can't bring herself to finish her sentence.
"You what."
Hana is silent.
"SAY IT," Wonwoo demands, not caring that Hana flinches at his raised voice.
"We had sex. But it didn't mean anything I swear! He came onto me 2 months later and I gave into temptation-"
Wonwoo immediately turns around and walks away, feeling not just anger, but betrayal.
Hana runs after him, her heels hitting the floor in loud clomps.
She grabs his arm and he whirls around, completely over this coversation.
"What do you want, Hana! You left me saying that you didn't see a future with me and when I'm married, you come crawling back begging to still have me when the whole time we were together, you were cheating on me! Hana, I'm not interested in having anything with you. You fucking cheated on me! I don't give a fuck if you're sorry and you felt as if it was a mistake- you did it anyway. How DARE you come to my face and ask for a relationship again. You are disrespecting my wife and my marriage. Don't ever talk to me again."
Wonwoo storms out of the building, feeling himself trembling all over. He's never felt like this. As he leans against the building, he realizes he's not as mad about Hana cheating as he is about Hana saying that your feeling don't matter.
Wonwoo doesn't particularly like you, but every time he looks at you, he's reminded of the promises he made to you. He's reminded of how hard working you are, how smart you are, how kind you are. He watched the way you treated the old janitor in his office one time you visited, offering to help him carry the big bag of garbage. He sees how selfless you are for the people around you. He'd rather have you as his wife than Hana. Because you are honest.
He takes a look at the ocean far ahead and spots a silhouette in the distance. He walks a little closer and recognizes your updo. He approaches you and touches your shoulder, feeling his heart beating faster ever so slightly as he looks down into your eyes.
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Wonwoo is holding you on the dance floor, his hands resting on your waist and yours on his shoulders. His heart feels so heavy from the conversation he had with Hana and holding you like this is somehow incredibly comforting. He move one hand from your waist to grab your hand as you sway amongst the couples around you. He sighs and buries his head in your neck and he feels you lean your head against his.
He wants to tell you you look beautiful so he does.
You both look at each other and his eyes darken at your beautiful face. He moves a piece of hair from your face and is hit with intrusive thoughts of what it would be like to pull it when I was all down and not in this complicated updo.
He cups the back of your neck and leans down to press a kiss to your cheek. He feels your hands slide down to his chest and he smiles knowing that somewhere deep down in the bottom of his heart, he loved you.
and he'd show it tonight.
okay, so Hongjoong doesn't misunderstand her anymore and he is making progress in trusting her, I'm really happy about thisđ„° and San is getting better little by littleđ„č
And the pickpockets are Yunho and Mingi? I bet he's the one who stole yn money when she cried and felt overwhelmed before her accident with Joongđ
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y/n's perspective
San has been spending more time with me to try to remember. Heâs refused to actually spend time alone in his room but also refused to go out with me. I had to go to the hospital for a change in my bandages but recently Yeosang and Wooyoung have been very adamant on bringing one of them with me. I couldnât do that however, since I needed someone to look over San.Â
I saw this as an opportunity to patch things up with Hongjoong. Heâs been trying to find his place here but when he tries, he ultimately fails.Â
He was firstly banned from the kitchen and Seonghwa refuses to have him help him clean saying heâs clumsy. Yeosang and San never really assigned themselves roles except when Yeosang chose what I wear.Â
Hongjoong felt that he was out of place even though he had been helping⊠quite a lot with San. He couldnât match his strength but did help hold him down when he turned⊠aggressive. San has been having night terrors of his past in the fighters ring, luckily however he hasnât turned aggressive on any of us.Â
Iâll mostly however just have San with me as I write my novel revamped like old times.Â
âI donât want you to go,â he said as he gripped my waist firmly and I sighed. âSannie, I have to but I'll be back soon okay? Do⊠you want me to bring you anything?â I asked and he shook his head.Â
âJust come backâ he muttered and I smiled. âI always do,â I said and he nodded. âI know, '' he muttered and I knew his memories were there⊠they just confused him. He says that he knows that he attacked me, he remembers it clearly and heâs starting to remember his time in the kennel and meeting Wooyoung.
I left my room in hopes of getting to see Hongjoong.Â
ây/n⊠are you leaving already?â Wooyoung asked? I nod as I notice his worried look. âYeah, but it should be fine, donât worryââ âYou should take Wooyoung with youâ Yeosang cut me off and I smiled softly. âYou know he doesnât like places like that⊠besides the doctor doesnât allow hybrids inside and Iâd rather not trigger an attack or episode,â I said while smiling at Wooyoung. He looked upset but I didnât want to jeopardize his mental health.Â
âIâll go with you,â Yeosang said and I shook my head. âI need you to help with San,â I said and he sighed. âCan I go?â I heard and I saw Seonghwa. âHeâs scared of hospitals⊠especially doctors,â Hongjoong said while getting hit by Seonghwa for catching his lie.Â
âThen why donât you come with me?â I asked Hongjoong and he looked at me confused and shocked. âHeâs the one whoââ âYeosang⊠second chances remember?â I asked and his eyes widened slightly before looking away. âIâm ready when you are Hongjoong!âÂ
hongjoongâs perspective
I don't understand why she wanted me to go? I get that she needed the canine hybrids to help with San and his disturbed memory. However, I couldnât let Seonghwa go knowing he had a fear of doctors and hospitals⊠he wouldâve been panicked and upset.Â
But why would she trust me?
The walk was silent⊠I made sure to keep an eye on her and she only walked with a smile on her face. Why? When we made it to the hospital I was glared at by the paramedic who saved her⊠he was her friend I believe.Â
ây/n!â he said happily and I saw that her face had a smile to see the man.Â
âI can see you chose to trust the tiger that caused these wounds,â he said while pointing at her bandaged jaw⊠I didnât want to show him how I felt but I also couldnât help but look at the ground. Why was I even here?
âThis is Hongjoong⊠and it's okay, everything was a misunderstanding on both our parts,â she said and I sighed, "How was she so forgiving? âWell maybe you should have Kun do special training with him like he did with Yeosang '' he suggestedâŠÂ
Yeosang did special training?
âHere, just sign in and I'll tell the doctor youâve arrived,â he said as he left and she started answering some questionnaire he gave her⊠I didnât notice how lost in my thoughts I was when I heard her ask me
âAre you okay?â she asked while I nodded not wanting to worry her. âI noticed you arenât bad with others⊠you just have a lot of mistrust,â she said and I sighed.Â
âYou donât have to be scared of anyone,â she assured and I didnât want to accept that.Â
âWhat did he mean?â I asked and she looked at me confused. âYeosang? He did training?â I asked and she nodded. âHe had many behaviors that he had trouble with stopping. It was mainly because of his training by his old owner it was hard to override it,â she said and I understood what she meant.Â
âWould it help me?â I asked and she shook her head with a comforting smile. âIt's the same reason why San isnât doing any training⊠you canât be around strangers and Kun wonât risk thatâ she said and I knew that it was a reasonable explanation.Â
âHongjoong I know youâre sorry⊠you donât have to try so hard you know? I didnât give you any reason to trust me and you were a hybrid who just escaped hell. We both didnât make an effort.â she said and I shook my head. That was my fault⊠I made her doubt herself.Â
âDo you know what you ripped that day?â She asked and I felt my body freeze⊠I knew it was some draft of a book she was writing⊠all I read was that it was named Circus. It angered me to think I inspired some fictional story for others to enjoy⊠based on my life of suffering.
âThere's this character named Jum⊠heâs a lion hybrid. I first started with circus being a hybrid story of two hybrids who were mistreated and how theyâd end up dead because of the hands of their ring leaderââ she explained and it did remind me of the actual circusÂ
ââbut then I added another hybrid and now it's gone. It originally was gonna end sadly. I restarted my story however, I added two more hybrids wanting to make almost a rebellion-type storyâ she explainedâŠ
A rebellion?
âThe hybrids will end up escaping and defying society. Government laws will purge themselves and ultimately become an apocalypse-type endâ she spoiled and I almost liked the sound of that.Â
âJum is inspired by you,â she said and I was shocked⊠just how did she see me? âHeâs a lion hybrid⊠star of the show. Heâs gonna lead the other hybrids to escape,â she said with a smile and I was shocked sheâd give me such a big role in her book.Â
âYouâre the protagonist⊠it used to be San in my other version. But you naturally lead so I thought it was better to be inspired by youâ she said and I smiled softly⊠It made me feel happy that she saw me that way and not in a bad way.
ây/n?â I heard as I saw the nurse call her. âThey donât let hybrids in so you can wait. Here and donât rip it to shreds this timeâ she joked as he handed me a draftâŠ
Hybrids, an experiment gone wrong. Human hybrids of animal counterparts. Animals but also humans. Considered disgusting creatures morally disgraceful. Below Humans⊠until they decided to embrace their animalistic counterparts. Seen as pets, attractions, objects. Standing in front of a stadium of people doing dangerous tricks that a normal person would never dream of doing⊠only to be cheered for almost dying. To do degrading acts against our will⊠âJum!â I heard as I saw the ringleader command me to behind the curtains⊠where I'd be stuck in a cage rotting for the rest of my lifeâŠÂ âYouâll be sharing a cage from now on,â a clown said as he pushed me into the cage where I saw the leopard hybrid. âHello⊠I'm Si-wooâ he introduced. He looked scared⊠confused as to what was happening. âWhere do you come from?â I asked curious as to who I would be performing with from now on and sharing a cage with. âMy owner sold me. She decided I was too old to keep so she sold me to the man in charge,â he explained making me scoff. Age, Species, and Appearance were important for humans when it came to hybrid collecting. âHow long have you been here?â he asked softly. âAll my lifeâ I answered. âHEY! WATCH IT!!â I heard as I saw them now put a black and tabby cat hybrid in a cage. The black hybrid thrashing around in protective equipment. âMake sure that black cat gets punished laterâ I heard and I sighed. New recruits⊠I wonder how long theyâll last. âYong calm down! Theyâll kill you if you continue behaving this wayâ the tabby cat softly said. âTch! Donât you get it Kyong! Weâre gonna die here!â he yelled. âWhat?â Si-woo said and the cats now looked at us. âWhat? Did you assume you're here to learn tricks? Theyâll use us until weâre dead.â Yong said and I agreed. âWe canât stay here! I-I donât wanna die!â Si-woo yelled and I sighed. âAs long as you behave, you wonât dieâ I heard a familiar voice. Yeong was the only hybrid allowed outside. He was one of the popular acts with the magician⊠and is considered the best-behaved hybrid here. âHEY! You can get us out!â Kyong exclaimed⊠how naive was he? âAnd risk my life for you? No wayâ he said and the hybrids physically deflated. âJum, you know the rulesâ the rabbit warned and I rolled my eyes. âDonât you wanna leave?â Si-woo asked and the hybrid scoffed. âWhere would I go? I would be adopted just to get mistreated there? Iâd rather be here and play human than out thereâ he said and the cats glared. Outside wasnât safe⊠not until hybrid laws were outlawed. âSo we live here? Until we die?â Si-woo muttered. âItâll only last a few years if you're lucky,â Yeong said while looking at the ground. He was a hybrid in charge of the rules⊠played human but I could see the guilt in his eyes when a hybrid died. âIf youâre lucky itâll be painless,â I said and I knew this wasnât right⊠but what could I possibly do? It's not like I could start a movemâÂ
âAll done!â I heard as I looked up to see y/n. She had a change of bandages but otherwise looked fine. âDo you think itâs okay for now?â she asked and I couldnât help but feel shocked.Â
How did I judge her so wrong?
âHongjoong?â she said and I smiled softly while handing her the story with shaky hands. âIâd love to read it some more,â I said and she smiled brightly. âMaybe you can help me!â she said as we started walking out of the hospital when I saw a boy probably her age maybe even younger?
ây/n!â he said happily while smiling almost like a samoyed dog hybrid would⊠âJeno! How are you? I hope Johnny isnât working you too hardâ she said and he chuckled. âNo⊠not yet anyway. And you?â he asked and she smiled. âWorking but so far everything is okay,â she said and he nodded while staring at me cautiouslyâŠÂ
I knew they all looked at me as a threat⊠they also looked at the panther the same way as well as even the Doberman
âMake sure to be safe. There's been pickpockets⊠a lot of people have lost their wallets,â he said and I scoffed⊠pathetic.
âHuh?! I lost cash, probably two hundred dollars worthâ she said and I was shocked⊠usually someone was with her so how did they manage to steal from her?
âMost people lost their entire wallets,â he said and I scoffed⊠I wouldnât allow them to steal from her again.
âI will, I have Hongjoong with me! Heâs probably the most intimidating besides Sanâ she said and the boy nodded. âBe careful⊠and no more emergency room visitsâ he scolded as they said their goodbyes.
âDonât go too farâ I said as I grabbed the back of her shirt to be closer and she chuckled. âDonât worry too much! The only times I've lost money were when I was aloneâ she said and I nodded. âI need to protect youâ I confessed and she smiled.Â
âNo you don'tââ âI do⊠it's the least I can do for you. Iâm not good at other things. I canât cook like Wooyoung or Seonghwa, I just end up making more of a mess when I try to cleanââ âYou donât have to be⊠just as long as you're happyâ she said cutting me off with a genuine smile and I felt my tail wag slowly⊠something it hasnât done I think ever.Â
âI will protect you⊠no matter what you sayâ I vowed and she smiled. âThank you, Hongjoong,â she said and I nodded. That would be my purpose⊠protect her.Â
We walked in a peaceful silence when I noticed a tall man looking at her⊠he smelt like a dog hybrid. He looked at me as he panicked and hidâŠ
A hybrid was the pickpocket.
I soon saw another big hybrid come out and point at her but before I could growl at themâ
âHongjoong⊠I hope youâre happy by the way. I donât want you to hate me⊠not hate anyone from the apartment even if you donât consider it your homeâ she said and I sighed. I didn't at first⊠I hated you, thought you were another hybrid collector, another consumer whoâd enjoy the stupid two-hour show of the circus.Â
âI really do⊠I like my new home and Iâll do anything to protect it even if that means going against my own speciesâ I said while looking up at the two hybrids⊠though I knew it wouldnât make sense to her.Â
âI just hope you donât feel like the beginning where you hated meâ she said softly and I smiled.Â
âI donât think I could hate you⊠I was wrong about you so letâs just go homeâ
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I'm glad there's progress between Hongjoong and Yn. I was relieved for a lil bit, but Sanieđ„čđ I wish he could be better soon, I don't want him to forget their life before this accident
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y/nâs perspective
âIâve missed this place,â Wooyoung said as he got out of the elevator first.Â
âYou know, Taeyong is angry with youâ I heard as I saw Yuta and I smiled. âHe shouldâve expected this,â I said and he chuckled. âYes⊠but he needs to bring some sense to Kunâ he said and I nodded.
âI can at least text him you're okay and you've made it back safely. Johnny also told me you needed a lot of rest, and to change the bandages once a day at least and clean them. He said that if you feel weak or tired, slow down and let your body rest you just got out of a comaâ he scolded and I chuckled.Â
âI can clean your wounds, '' Seonghwa asked and I smiled. âThank you,â I said and I chose to ignore Yeosangâs glare at him. âPlease take care of her⊠and y/n this place is clean but Johnny said avoid your room in case it triggers a bad memory,â he said and I nodded sadly.Â
âSleep early tonight, by the morning everyone's gonna know you're awake,â he said and I nodded as he left. âCome on, let's get ready for bed first,â Yeosang said and I nodded. Preening⊠or grooming a dog's version of taking care of their mate. I smiled softly at the thought.Â
âIâll make you some tea!â Wooyoung said as he went to the kitchen looking through the cupboard. âIâll get the first aid kit ready,â Seonghwa said and I was happy to feel relieved around them again.Â
I woke up to Seonghwaâs voice saying breakfast was made. Yeosang and Wooyoung tightened their grip on me. âA few more minutes,â Yeosnag said, still sleepy⊠âyeah a few moreâ WHY ARE YOU MAKING BREAKFAST THAT'S MY JOB!â Wooyoung yelled and I laughed.Â
âIt's already noon, and you were in a deep sleep. It's technically lunchtime alreadyâ Seonghwa said and I chuckled. âThank you, Seonghwa,â I said and he smiled.Â
âI did what I could with what was in the fridge. There was a lot of old food so I cleaned it outâ he said and I nodded. âOh. Seonghwa, that's your job nowâ Wooyoung said and I laughed. Wooyoung did hate to clean the fridge and after he cooked.Â
We ate our food while I looked at my messages⊠Everyone was texting me to feel better and that they were glad I was okay. Kun still hasnât texted meâŠ
âAre we going back?â Wooyoung asks and I smile softly. âI can go alone, if youâd like?â I asked and he looked sad about that. âIâll go with youâ Yeosang and Seonghwa said at the same time.Â
âI think it's best if I go alone⊠I need to talk to San and maybe see how bad it isâ I said and they nodded. At the end of the day⊠San was my first hybrid I promised to him. I wasnât gonna let him down now.Â
âAre you gonna see Hongjoong?â Seonghwa asks and I sigh. âI⊠shouldâve been more professional about handling Hongjoong. I got too into my head and I forgot the tell signs of a hybrid. Iâm licensed in handling red code hybrids⊠so I feel like I owe him a tryâ I explained and they looked nervous for me.Â
âIâll have to talk to Kun first, howeverâ
âYouâre⊠okay,â he said speechless. He came up and hugged me tight⊠There was a time when my parents didnât care what I did, they just made sure I had enough money to take care of myself.Â
Kun was one of my friends who became like an older brother to me⊠he was protective and overall cared a lot about my well-being even after my breakup with Hendery. Even when my parents found out I studied writing and not business or a respectable white-collar degree.Â
âI saw⊠your heart stops, I thought you werenât gonna make itâ he cried out and I sighed. âWell, here I am,â I said and he only tightened his grip.Â
âWhen Doyoung said you were here yesterday I didn't believe him⊠and then Johnny and Taeyong confirmed andâ Iâm just happy youâre okayâ he said and I smiled as he let me go.Â
âWooyoung was really bad. Heâs never experienced a depressive episode that bad, heâd at least eat and go outside but not once did he move. Heâd stare at the door constantly to see if youâd appearâ he said and it broke my heart. âYeosangâs owner was trying to bribe our shareholders to be given Yeosang but my family wouldnât give inâ he explained.Â
âThank you for trying your best even when you assumed I was dyingâ I said and he sighed. âWhy did you take that tiger with you?â he asked and I sighed.Â
âI⊠I didnât tell you but Hongjoong got to me when I interviewed him. He mentioned a hybrid would do anything to survive and compared it to themâ I said and he looked at me disappointed.Â
âYou shouldâve known better. Those hybrids⊠has anyone told you about San?â he trailed off and I shook my head. âThey said he was a code purple and his mind is scattered, can't tell time, aggressive?â I said and he nodded.Â
âSan⊠we originally had them all together when they were first here but he turned violent wanting to hurt Hongjoong. When we isolated him the next day he kept muttering to himself âany second nowâ as if youâd pick him up. Hours after he attacked you⊠you came for him only hours after and he thinks thatâll happen again. No matter if we remind him three times a day he'll forget⊠I'm worried about how heâll behave when heâs with you againâ he said and I sighed.Â
âI need to see him. '' I said and he sighed âLet us⊠make sure heâs okay firstâ he said and I nodded. âIn the meantime then⊠what happened to Hongjoong?â I asked and he shook his head.Â
âHe's not going with youââ âHeâs already my hybrid⊠I didnât give him a chance or anything to prove him wrong. I let him get to me and in return only proved him rightâ I said and he scoffed.Â
âThose bandages on your neck are because of him. Your hybrids suffered because of him and I still want to help him?â he asked me angrily.Â
âKun⊠when we were kids, you saved a hybrid and heâs still with you today but remember Sicheng with Yuta and how he was just as aggressive. Abused and neglected, his parents wanted Sicheng dead but you made a promise to Yuta and now heâs in a sanctuary in China at your familyâs estate. You told me youâd help any hybrid you could and that's why you have this job⊠please do me this favorâ I begged and he sighed.Â
âYou owe meâÂ
It was like it was almost a month ago.Â
Preparing to interview him⊠the difference is I'm not here for business nor do I have Seonghwaâs protection. I took a deep breath and entered the red code area. It had hybrids locked behind impenetrable glass and a metal covering in front of it instead of the curtains the other hybrids had.Â
I made it to his kennel when I saw his report⊠it had a determined sign. He was gonna be sent to a different center⊠in China?
I noticed the metal covering was now being lifted. They must've noticed on the cameras I was there already. He was in a corner⊠his tail twitching and his constraints were clearly uncomfortable.Â
âHello,â I said and his ears lifted up⊠he looked over his shoulder to see me. He shook his head⊠âYou're not realâ he muttered as his head faced the corner againÂ
âMaybe Iâm not. Maybe I'm here to haunt youâ I joked and his ears twitched⊠âWhy did you do that?â I asked curious if heâd answer. âI didnât⊠want to kill you. I-I want⊠just want to be freeâ he said his voice only getting more vulnerable.Â
âSeonghwa hates me now⊠I have no one, I'm alone and I'm going somewhere I donât even recognize. I have your blood on my hands⊠it wonât go awayâ he muttered.
âI⊠never killed anyone. I didnât⊠I wanted⊠I donât know anymore. Iâm sorryâ he said and I could see how his back shook. Was he crying?
âDid you know⊠I went to your show when I was a kidâ I confessed and he froze. âMy parents were busy⊠they couldn't take care of me. So they had a hybrid take care of me. She was a bear hybrid, and they made her take me to the Circus⊠I had a front-row seat, I remember seeing youâ I said and he now turned to look at me. His eyes are glassy and red.
âYou looked like you liked to perform. I may have been naive to what they did to hybrids⊠but you were a part of the main show with Seonghwaâ I confessed and he shook his head. âYouâre not realâ he kept muttering to assure himself.Â
âI remember a different ringleader than the one I interviewed⊠he approached me and asked where my parents were. When my babysitter tried to explain, he yelled at her to be quiet. That a lowly hybrid shouldnât talk to him that wayââ he furrowed his eyebrows. He stood up and tried getting as close to the glass as the chains let him.Â
ââI told him my parents were busy and she was taking care of me. He laughed and said that bear hybrids belong to the circus not taking care of kids like meââ he now sat down and looked at me confused and probably questioning if I was really here ââshe cried on the drive home. The ringleader gave me a phone number and told me to tell my parents he offered a ton of money for her. I know⊠that she didnât trust me. So when we came home my parents were already there⊠They asked if I liked the show. It's when I remember looking at her and she smiled a sad smile at me with glassy eyesâŠâ he looked at me curious and maybe interested in what I was saying?
âI started to cry. I hugged my mom saying the ringleader yelled at me and her, demanding to see them. They were⊠angry to say the least, and he was fired, but that didnât mean the place was shut downâ I said sadly.Â
âWhat happened to the hybrid?â he asked and I sighed. âShe⊠stayed with me until I had to go to college. That night she tucked me in and she muttered a thank you. I loved her like I did my mother⊠but one day when I returned from college to visit her they told me she was no longer needed, and so they sent her awayâ I said and he nodded.
âI remember that nightâŠÂ men in suits came and said they were gonna sue. The next ringleader was a co-owner of his so nothing changed⊠are you real?â he asked and I smiled.Â
âAm I?â I asked and he sighed.Â
âIâd like to believe you are⊠even if I'd be lying to myself. Can I ask⊠where's Seonghwa?â he asked and I debated on telling him. âHappy,â I said and he smiled softly.Â
âI hope he is. I hope he gets adopted⊠he loved seeing the amazed kids when he did a trick and even the hybrids. He always would say to me, he wants to be as oblivious as them⊠where he doesnât know what abuse is any moreâ he said as he cried again.Â
âI would always tell him⊠that it would be impossible. Heâd have to be human, it's when I learned you could buy citizenship and a species changeâ he said⊠the illegal black market in Korea was dangerous. However, the surgeries they offered were hybrids⊠it was nearly impossible to achieve but an even smaller percentage rate of survivalâŠÂ
âItâs stupid⊠that was my plan and now I donât even want it. Seonghwa spoke highly of youââ he was now lying down facing his back to me ââhe got along the best with Wooyoung and heâd explain to him how you saved all three of them. I never understood what you didâ he said and I sighed.
âIt wasnât until they told us⊠San was a part of the illegal fighting rings for hybrids. No one survived over a month and yet he was a survivor of all his life. Wooyoung abandoned and Yeosang prostituted⊠and now us, circus captivated tigersâŠâ he said as his whole body shook as he cried.Â
âWooyoung he said how⊠you wrote about hybrid rights, but I thought it was an actâ he confessed and I sighed. âWhat would you do if you were ever given a second chanceââ âI donât deserve it. Iâll suffer the rest of my life like I was born to,â he said and it made me freeze. Did he really believe that?
âIâm sorry, y/n. I wish you never met meâÂ
I walked out and I immediately hugged Kun.Â
âDoes he really believe that?â I asked and he sighed. âMaybe I judged him a little harshly. Maybe I was a bit biased that he almost killed you in particular,â he said and I nodded. âDo you want to see San now?â he asked and I nodded⊠I was worried about how heâd react. I was led to an area where the hybrids had no privacy. They were allowed to do the danger to themselves. We stopped at a kennel⊠San.Â
âSan, you have a visitor,â Kun said and he looked up and saw me. ây/n!!â he yelled with a big grin on his face. âHi, Sannie,â I said and he smiled⊠until his eyes wandered to my jaw. âIâm okay, how have you been?â I said, trying to get his attention.Â
âI did that to youâŠâ he said, confusing me. âWhat?â I asked. âI didnât mean to hurt you⊠I love you, you're the only one who cares about meâ he said as he put his head down almost in shame.
âSan⊠this wasn't youâ I explained and he looked at me confused. âDo you remember Hongjoong?â I asked and his eyes darkened âHe hurt you!â he yelled now angry.Â
He lost any recollection of timeâŠ
âSan⊠who am I?â I asked him and he looked at me shocked. âWhat do you mean? Why would I forget you? You're⊠my mateâ he said, unsure of himself.Â
âSan⊠please get betterâ
âPlease stop crying,â Kun said as I cried in his office. He wasnât sure of anything⊠What does he even think of me? Of Wooyoung⊠of Yeosang?
âYou should get back home⊠you need restâ he said and I shook my head. âBut San⊠what if he forgets I was hereââ âHe hasnât⊠heâs pacing his room muttering your name. Give him time to finally think for himself,â he said and I was satisfied with that answer.Â
âI⊠I was never meant to own hybrids, was I?â I asked and he shook his head. âYou're an amazing owner⊠youâve rescued them at their worst and given them a second chance. Give him timeâ he said and I didnât know if I believed him.Â
âHowâs⊠Hongjoong?â I asked and he sighed. âAre you sure you want to take him with you? He needs to be tested and analyzed first⊠I need to see if he can go down to at least an orangeâ he asked and I nodded. âCan I see him before I leave?â I asked and he nodded, leading me out of his office and to Hongjoong again.Â
I entered again with the button and went in front of his kennel. I waited for the metal curtain to open and he was right where I last saw him.
âYouâre⊠back? You are real⊠youâre aliveâ he said and I smiled. âHello, Hongjoong,â I said and he looked at me confused and⊠scared.Â
âImprove⊠you're still my responsibility. So when you go down to an orange, you can live a life like Seonghwa. Or⊠I can pay for your freedomâ
I went back home.Â
I cried to Wooyoung all night. Seonghwa and Yeosang were worried but I wanted to be with Wooyoung. He has been here since the beginning.Â
He⊠somehow convinced San to trust me and now it was gone. It felt empty with San.
âWhy wonât you tell me what's got you like this?â Wooyoung asked me and I could only tighten my grip on his body. I didnât want him to leaveâŠÂ
âI made breakfast⊠Iâm sorry Wooyoung butââ âShe needs to eat, thanks hyungâÂ
I was suddenly lifted up to my bed. âYou need to eat⊠then you can get dressed and see him again. That's what you need right nowâ he said and I couldnât stop the tears spilling.
âAngels arenât supposed to cryâŠâ I heard as I saw Yeosang. âEat, please for me,â Wooyoung asked and I listened. I didnât know what to doâŠ
âWhat happened yesterday?â he asked and I sighed as I picked at the food on the plate in front of me. âSan⊠his memory is all over the place. He thinks he attacked me⊠then I reminded him it was Hongjoong and he turned angry⊠and he could barely tell me who I wasâ I confessed and they sighed.
âI also gave Hongjoong the option of living here againââ âNo!â Yeosang said and I smiled. âTrust me⊠he doesnât seem bad. Besides⊠I also gave him the option for his freedomâ I said and they looked at me confused.Â
âI⊠can get in contact with a surgeon to make him look human. I can find him an identity and give him enough for a fresh startâ I said and they looked at me shocked.Â
âThose surgeries are low survivalââ âThat's mainly because they donât have enough money⊠I would have to ask a hefty favor to Taeyong but I can get in contact with a good surgeon, and pay them enough to make sure he was okayâ I said and they looked at me⊠concerned.Â
âSeonghwa, if you wanna go with himââ âNo⊠I don't want to be human. Iâd rather live here if you'd let me,â he said and I smiled. âThe offer will always stand⊠for any of you,â I said and Yeosang and Wooyoung shook their heads.Â
âWeâre happy with youâÂ
I was back hereâŠÂ
I was in front of Hongjoongâs kennel. The curtains raised up and he was pacing almost like he was waiting. âHi, Hongjoong!â I said trying to offer a grin despite how drained I felt.Â
âNo offense but it looks like you haven't slept,â he said and I chuckled. âI havenât⊠have you decided or need more time?â I asked and he sighed.Â
âSeonghwa⊠is he happy?â he asked and I didnât know. âI gave him the option to be free like I could do for you⊠but he declined '' I said and he smiled. âWhy are you offering me so much? Thank you for helping Seonghwa⊠you can give him everything but why are you doing this for me?â he asked and I shrugged.Â
âYou deserve a chanceâŠâ I said and he shook his head. âI donât,â he said and I tried to offer him a smile. âI couldâve killed youâ he cried out. âSan⊠he hates humans you know?â I said and he looked at me confused.Â
âHe⊠hated me. Said I only adopted him to abuse him⊠I admit my reason for adopting him wasnât too great. When I first saw him I was captivated⊠but I learned that he couldnât be adopted because of his past and his code. So I took my chance and did what I could⊠but he never did trust me. So he yelled⊠and he taunted me. He hurt me a little bit but he accidentally knocked over a vase I had to push him out of the way so he didn't get hurt. I⊠got better and went to make sure he was okay but he didnât want me to be his ownerâ I explained and he looked at me painfully confused.Â
âHe loves you⊠I may have tormented you and planted lies but the way he looks at you⊠he really does love youâ he confessed and I smiled softly.Â
âOvertime⊠he trusted me. He made me his mate⊠he's important to meâ I said, trying not to cry. âIs he okay?â he asked and I couldnât answer. âHongjoong, I gave him a second chance too. So⊠what do you wish for? Freedom or⊠live with me?â I asked and he sighed.Â
âDoes⊠Seonghwa hates me?â he asked and I knew he valued his companion a lot. âHe doesnât⊠I gave him the option too, you know?â I asked and he chuckled. âHe chose to stay with you, I know that for sure,â he said and I smiled softly.Â
âI⊠want to give you a second chance too, and I want to redeem myselfâÂ
While Hongjoong was getting checked out, I was led to San.Â
He was staring at me once I came to view⊠his tail swishing behind him. He was still so pretty⊠and I loved him so much.Â
âYou're⊠y/n. I hated you⊠then I trusted you⊠then I loved youâ he said and I felt my eyes widen. âI hurt you⊠then I met, Yeosang?â he asked me and I shook my head. âWooyoung,â I said and he nodded. âThe fox⊠he had a pathetic crush on you,â he said, making me laugh softly. Kun was beside me⊠he also looked confused.Â
âYeosang⊠his owner abused him? Heâs⊠friends with Wooyoung. Doberman and Foxâ he said⊠he was concentrating on facts. âYou⊠adopted two dogs?â he asked while looking at me and I shook my head. âUhm⊠cats?â he asked and I shook my head again. âThey're from the circusâ Tigers!â he yelled and I smiled. âOne of them⊠hurt you,â he said and I nodded.Â
âHow long⊠have you left us here?â he asked me with a sad tone.Â
âSan⊠I came back for you as soon as I could.â I said and he nodded. âWhat happened to you? Why do you have those big bandages on your face?â he asked and I slid. âI was in a coma for a long time,â I said and he let out a breathy sigh.Â
âHongjoongâs claws cut a bit too deep into my skin⊠so I have bandages on. I woke up the day before yesterdayâ I explained and he nodded. âI trust you⊠I know you're my mate and I know I love you my head just hurtsâ he explained and I nodded. He was gonna be like this for a whileâŠÂ
âBut I⊠just wanna go with you. Please donât leave me here againâ
âSan!â Wooyoung yelled as he tackled the panther who tensed up. âThis is Wooyoung⊠the fox you met,â I said as I pulled Wooyoung away from him. San nodded and I could see their confused faces of what was happening.
âHeâs mated to you too,â San muttered as he pulled me to him.
âDo you not remember us?â Wooyoung asks and San shakes his head. âDissociative amnesia is what they're calling it⊠in his case it's because of an event that causes his brain to go into shock. Kun says in his case he should be able to regain memory with everyday activities but⊠we should also be prepared if he doesnâtâ I said and I could see the worry on Wooyoung and Yeosangâs faces as well as the guilt in Hongjoong and Seonghwa.
âI hope we can get alongâÂ
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gratitude | a nothing new drabble
you wake up to the smell of bacon drafting into the bedroom.
you blink and turn over in your warm bed and see your husband, Wonwoo carrying your almost one year old son, Jae in one arm and a tray of breakfast in the other. He sets the tray down in front of you and tells you he'll be right back.
You're confused wondering what the occassion is for such a sweet but rare gesture. Wonwoo returns with a big bouquet of tulips, roses, and poppies in all assortments of colors.
"Happy first mother's day" he says softly as he holds the bouquet in front of you. Jae turns in his arms and giggles, clutching onto Wonwoo's button down flannel.
You're stunned. You completely forgot it was mother's day today.
You also forgot that you're a mother. You've been so caught up in Jae's first year of life, automatically taking care of his every need that you've forgotten that you gave him life. You carried him in your stomach for 9 months. You were the first person to hold him. You cried the second they placed him on top of you. You can't believe you let yourself forget all these moments that slip in and out of your head with the chaos of every day life.
You take the bouquet and hold them gently in your arms, feeling tears pool in your eyes.
Wonwoo sits down on the bed next to you with Jae in his lap and starts telling you what he has cooked for you.
Eventually, he processes your silence and turns to look at you, raising an eyebrow at the tears that fall from your eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asks, reaching forward to brush away your tears.
You lean towards him and place a kiss on his cheek.
He wraps an arm around you, hugging you as best as he can with your squirming baby in his lap playing with the buttons on his flannel.
"Thank you for reminding me that I'm actually a mother. I feel like I keep forgetting that I'm actually Jae's mother. How are we parents?"
You laugh softly as you pinch Jae's chubby cheeks.
Wonwoo presses a kiss to the crown of your head and hands you Jae, telling you he has to grab one more thing.
Jae plays with your hair as you look into his face, still so grateful that he's healthy and happy.
Wonwoo returns holding a little book.
"Uh, I've been working on this ever since Jae was born. I figured now may be the best time to give it to you but it's still a work in progress."
You open the book and see pictures accompanied by Wonwoo's scratchy writing of Jae's milestones so far. Everything from the day you brought him home to the day your parents met him. His little outfits, his first trip outside, his firdt time holding his big teddy bear. Your heart is bursting at the seams at this beautiful and carefully crafted journal by your husband whoâs apparently more sensitive than youâve been led to believe.
Wonwoo has been slowly but surely breaking out of his hard exterior and you suspect itâs the little baby heâs lifting in the air who has changed him.
But youâre blissfully unaware that before Jae, you changed him. You made him want to be a better person. You were smart, fierce, and hardworking but you were also kind and full of love and he wanted you to feel all those things from him.
He turns and brings your attention to the breakfast he made and the two of you share it while cooing at your son- the missing piece of your heart.
You love your little family. From the man who made you a mother to the chubby human you brought into the world.
A/N: this is so so soft easily one of my fav drabbles from this series
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c/w: explicit content - mdni (dirty jokes, crude language, swearing), dark humour, pet names
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if I were her, I thought I'd make an excuse to go back to my room. I think I'd be overwhelmed by their presence, not just with how good-looking they're, but the atmosphere felt off to me
The Maestro The Others
word count - 3k words pairings - seventeen ot13 x fem!oc genre - mature, dark romance, cultish/yandere, mystery , crack chapter warnings - none
author's notes - this is also posted on ao3! lalali m/v killed lots of people, (esp. mingyu's jacuzzi(?) part, boy know what he's doing) and i simply adore vernon's outfit!
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Dear Mr. [REDACTED],
We have received news of your newborn child. We extend our heartfelt congratulations to you and your wife for her safe delivery. Please be reminded of your promise with us, and we trust that you will fulfill it.
Sincerely,
The Residents of the Maestro
When I finished packing, it was already seven. I decided to change into a pair of casual outfits - a simple white tee with black jeans. As I tied my hair up into a neat ponytail, I couldnât help but feel nervous about the dinner later. Would it be rude of me to show up empty-handed? It is my first time visiting; I want to leave a good impression.
I glanced around the apartment, searching for something I could bring. Spotting a vase on the counter, I quickly grabbed it and rushed to the balcony, plucking a few fresh flowers from the potted plants. I made a simple bouquet, placing them on the coffee table.
I hope they donât mind flowers, the owner of 301.
The doorbell rang again, and I hurriedly checked my outfit in the mirror one last time before rushing to the door. âComing!â I called, opening it to find Soonyoung standing there, a familiar bright grin on his face.
âHi! Shua hyung told me to come and pick you up. Oh, and to pass you thisâŠâ Soonyoung grinned.
âHi, Hoshi, thank you,â I said, taking the file. âAre we going to 301?â
âYeah, to Mingyuâs.â Soonyoung's grin widened. His gaze lingered on my outfit. âNice fashion sense, you dress like Kwannie. He lives in 401, by the way,â he added, his voice light and casual.
Jeonghan, Chan, Mingyu, Kwannie... How many people live in this strange apartment complex? âI see⊠I'll put this down,â I said, rushing to put the document on the coffee table. Taking the bouquet, I went back to Soonyoung. âLet's goâŠâ
âHang on, let's go with Hoonie and Dokyeom,â Soonyoung said, noticing the bouquet in my hands. âThatâs a nice bouquet.â
Hoonie and Dokyeom, thatâs two more names. Adding the three men and the four names earlier, there must be more than ten residents here. âThank you⊠I didnât want to show up empty-handedâŠâ
âIâm sure Mingyu would appreciate it,â Soonyoung said kindly. I walked alongside him to the corridor on the other side of the elevator. The both of us stopped in front of the apartment door labelled 203.
Something about the atmosphere felt off, as if there was an underlying current of secrecy that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Soonyoung knocked on the door, shouting. âHoon? Are you done?â he called out.
Silence followed, broken only by the sound of approaching footsteps. Soon, a pale figure wearing a grey hoodie and sweatpants opened the door. He shared the same almond eyes as Hoshi, framed by long lashes. Despite the gentle flush to his cheeks, there was a coldness in his gaze, as if he were distant, detached. It gave him the appearance of a strawberry mochi with a frosty exterior.
He eyed me silently, before casting a questioning glance at Soonyoung, silently demanding an explanation. Soonyoung pulled him out in front of him, turning to me. âThis is Lee Jihoon. Hoonie, this is Raeyang, the new resident in 201.â
âAre we doing introductions now?â A sudden voice joined from behind me. I jumped again, turning to see a tall blonde man shutting the door of 204. His eyes were round and lively, sparkling with a mischievous glint.Â
Beneath his straight and well-defined nose, his lips were full and curved into a wide, charming smile, revealing a set of perfectly aligned teeth. âOh, you must be the new neighbour, Kang Raeyang, right?â he exclaimed warmly. I nodded, and he shot me a cheeky wink. âHi, Iâm Lee Seokmin, you can call me Dokyeom. Donât worry about Jihoon, he looks distant but heâs a huge softie-â
âKyeom, shut up,â Jihoon muttered, scowling at Seokmin. I looked to Soonyoung for help, but he seemed entertained by the turns of events. âNow, donât fight, you know Cheol hyung would be annoyedâŠâ
âNot fighting,â Jihoon avoided my eyes. âHi, welcome to the family,â he murmured, closing his door and heading towards the elevator. Soonyoung nudged me with a grin, gesturing me to follow after Jihoon. Seokmin caught up to me, sending me a friendly smile.
âI heard about your parents,â he started, his tone friendly yet with a hint of something peculiar. âIâm sorry about them. They were nice.â
âYou know my parents? Oh, right. They owned this building.â The bitterness from earlier seemed to creep back into my heart. As we waited for the elevator, Seokmin patted my shoulder, his smile unwaveringly warm but his touch lingering a bit longer than usual. âWell, Raeyang. We donât keep secrets here, so I can assure you that Shua really told you everything he knows.â
âDokyeomâs right,â Soonyoung agreed, his cheerful demeanour not faltering, but there was something in his eyes that seemed to hint at a deeper understanding. Seokmin retrieved his hand while Jihoon leaned on the wall with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable.
âOver here, everyone knows everything about everyone. No one has a secret. Weâre a big family. Right, Hoonie?â Soonyoung nudged Jihoon, who was still avoiding my gaze. He nodded silently at Soonyoung's cue.
Just as I opened my mouth to speak, the elevator arrived with a âdingâ. The doors opened, revealing a young man standing inside. He looked like he stepped out of a painting; his eyes were like pools of liquid silver, framed by long lashes that gave him a dreamy, otherworldly gaze. His nose was straight and slender, leading down to lips that were soft and inviting. His hair was tied up into a short ponytail, and when he spoke, his voice was soft and angelic.
âOh? What a coincidence.â His lips curled. Jihoon inclined his head at him, while Seokmin and Soonyoung greeted him loudly. âJeonghan hyung!âÂ
So this is the Jeonghan that was supposed to show me around earlier. Jeonghan stepped aside, allowing the four of us to enter the elevator. âHello, Raeyang, I am Yoon Jeonghan,â he introduced himself with a slight tilt of his head, his voice soft. âI apologise for not being able to show you around earlier, I was busy. Nice bouquet you have there, by the way.â
As the elevator door closed, his eyes seemed to glint with a hidden emotion. I could feel the heat rising to my face as I shook my head. âThank you.. And no, itâs okay. Seungcheol showed me around,â I said, hoping that Jeonghan wouldnât notice the blush on my face.
But Jeonghan laughed lightly, âI know he didnât, Raeyang. You donât even know where the letterbox is,â he said casually, his tone lying with a hint of⊠anger? âBut maybe I can show you around tomorrow, Raeyang. How does that sound to you?â
âSureâŠâ I replied, feeling a chill run down my spine as the air in the lift turned colder than usual. Suddenly, it felt suffocating to be standing right next to Jeonghan. The elevator stopped, saving me from the silent tension. I quickly exited, eager to escape his unsettling presence.
There were two unfamiliar faces standing in the middle of the lobby. One of them was a tall, thin man with a black mullet. He wore a thin brown button-up with black pants, and his feet were clad in comfortable sandals. The other man had silver hair and was dressed in a simple hoodie, paired with grey sweatpants and running shoes.
Once again, why are they all so good-looking?
âMinghao! Hansollie! What are the two of you doing outside?â Seokmin called out loudly, gaining their attention.
I silently switched my position to stand beside Jihoon instead, feeling safer with him than with Jeonghan. Jihoon gave me a weird look, and I returned a smile back to him. He paused, his eyes widening a little before turning away from me.Â
âAh, hyungs.â The man with the silver hair spoke. He looks mixed, with fair skin and a pair of light, hazel eyes. âWe were just waiting for Kwan and Jun hyung.â His brows raised when he saw me. âIs this the new neighbour?â
âYeah. Raeyang, this is Vernon, or Hansol, his Korean name. Thatâs Minghao,â the thin man with the mullet tilted his head at me. It was then I realised that his eyes were actually electrifying blue. âHello.â
âHello, Miss Raeyang.â Minghaoâs voice is surprisingly soft. Vernon, on the other hand, nodded at me. âWhatâs up?â He said coolly. I gave him an awkward smile, the goosebumps once again rising up my arm. âErm, Iâm all good?â
âThatâs nice to know.â Vernonâs features crinkled into a smile as he raised a thumbs up at me. Seokmin clapped him on his back, while Soonyoung hung an arm over Minghaoâs shoulder. âShould we go in first? I wanna introduce Raeyang.â Soonyoung grinned, while Vernon seemed unfazed. âYou guys can go in first. Jeonghan hyung, Kwan asked for you too.â He said, before his gaze fell on me again. âI believe Mingyu hyung would be very happy to see a new face.âÂ
Minghao cleared his throat, and for a moment he seemed to be struggling to speak. âIs⊠Is that bouquet of flowers for Mingyu?â Minghao pressed his lips together, after he had spoken. I nodded in response, and he quickly looked away, not speaking another word. I blinked, not understanding his reaction.Â
âAlright then, letâs go, Raeyang!â Seokmin, seemingly noticing the rising awkwardness, let go of Vernon, beckoning me. Jihoon muttered something under his breath as he quickly walked past me to the corridor. I quickly followed in his footsteps, while Seokmin and Soonyoung trailed behind me. Feeling a nod on my shoulder, I turned my head around. Seokmin gave me an apologetic grin. âSorry about Minghao, heâs not really good at socialising.âÂ
âAh, no, I wasnât offended or anything.â I said quickly, waving my hands in front of my chest. Seokmin patted his own. âThank goodness, a lot of people thought Hao had an attitude. Heâs nice, heâs just a little introverted-â
âWeâre here.â Jihoonâs voice cut Seokminâs words off again. Apartment 301 was just right at the corner. The door was left open, and Jihoon went straight in. I held the bouquet of flowers tightly in my hand, entering the apartment.Â
A large, spacious living room greeted me as I entered. In it, I could see a kitchen. A tall figure was busing behind the stove, talking animatedly as another worked quietly next to him. A huge dinner table was placed in the middle of the living room, and Seokmin headed straight towards a black-haired man in a black hoodie sitting by the couch. Once he noticed us, he quickly stood up.
The manâs eyes were bright and expressive, and they seemed to hold a sense of mischief. His nose was small and slightly upturned, giving him a boyish charm. His lips were curled into a mischievous grin as he spoke. âIs this who I think she is?â
âBingo!â Soonyoung clapped loudly, followed by Seokmin. The man held out his hand to me. âHi, Iâm Lee Chan. You can call me by my stage name Dino, or just Chan.âÂ
A stage name, just like Soonyoung. They must be some kind of performers. I reached out to shake his hand. âMy name is Kang Raeyang, nice to meet you, Chan.â I said, as the two people working in the kitchen walked out. âAh! New neighbour!â The taller one said loudly, taking off his apron while the other beside him adjusted his glasses. âHi, Iâm Kim Mingyu, this is Jeon Wonwoo.âÂ
Mingyu's appearance could be described as strikingly sinful; his face is strong, with a square jawline that gives him a ruggedly handsome look. His eyes, a deep shade of brown, hold a mixture of warmth and intensity, like smouldering embers. His eyebrows are thick and well-defined, adding to the intensity of his gaze. I was reminded of the sexy models Iâve seen in magazines - well, that could be Mingyu, only if he wasnât smiling so brightly.Â
Beside him, Wonwoo's face had a different aura. His eyes, dark and deep, and beneath his sharply defined eyebrows, his gaze held a quiet intensity. His sharp jawline gave his face a certain ruggedness, contrasting with the softness of his lips, which are now curved into a subtle smile.Â
Noticing that I have been staring at Mingyu for quite a while, I quickly handed out the bouquet of flowers, hoping that no one noticed my flustered state. âIâm Kang Raeyang, sorry for coming at such short notice⊠I should have brought something betterâŠâ
Mingyu blinked, and then tears welled up in his eyes. I stood in shock as he sniffed, taking the flowers from me. âOh, thatâs s-so sweet of you, Raeyang⊠These jerks here didnât even get me anything when I have been working my ass off, cooking them foodâŠâ
âI helped you prepare them,â Wonwoo's voice was low, sounding tired. Chan rolled his eyes in response, while Seokmin clapped his hands together, checking the time. âItâs almost seven fifteen, is dinner ready yet?â
Mingyu recovered almost immediately. âIâll go find a vase for these flowers. Chan, set the table. The rest of you, bring out the dishes.â As the others moved to obey his command, he turned to me, grinning. I noticed that his incisors are quite pointy, like a vampire. âMeanwhile, Raeyang, do you mind helping me supervise them? Especially Chan.âÂ
âYah! Kim Mingyu, you dramatic puppy!â Chan scowled and Mingyu stuck his tongue out at him. Soonyoung quickly ushered me to the kitchen. âIgnore the both of them, they are very childishâŠâÂ
âSays the person who believes that heâs a tiger!â Chan yelled from behind, and Soonyoung's eyes turned wide with disbelief. He turned back, hands on his hips. âWhat are you talking about? I am a tiger-â
A pair of pale hands suddenly pulled me into the kitchen. I yelped in surprise as Jihoon swiftly moved in front of me. He scowled at the noise outside, slamming the kitchen door shut after Wonwoo and Seokmin entered.
"They are so noisy," he muttered, his tone exasperated as he leaned against the door, letting go of my wrist as he folded his arms. Wonwoo snorted and went back to the pots and plates, filling them up with the delicious-smelling food while Seokmin helped him.
I stepped forward to lend a hand, but I felt Jihoon grab my wrist again. I looked back at him, not understanding. âI want to helpâŠâ I started, but Jihoon shook his head. âYou can help Chan take out the plates, heâll come in after they stop yelling.â He pointed to two cabinets opposite Wonwoo and Seokmin. âThereâs fourteen of us including you.â
âAlrightâŠâ I quickly took out the utensils. Jihoon opened the drawer beside me, carefully taking out the cutlery. The shouts outside died out, followed by a loud cackling of laughter and a roar of anger by someone unseen. I looked up in fear at the roar, but the other three in the kitchen didn't seem to be affected by it.
Soon, the kitchen door slid open, and Chan marched in, looking furious. His eyes blazed as he stormed past us, muttering curses under his breath.
"Stupid Seungkwan hyung," Chan complained to Wonwoo while walking past him, taking a tray from the shelves above and starting to load the cutlery Jihoon had placed on the counter. "Iâll bite his head off one day, acting like he owns the place again⊠And Cheol hyung always sides with himâŠ"
Seungkwan. Soonyoung and Vernon had both mentioned his name. âKwanâs here?â Seokmin asked interestedly, while Chan gave him a side eye, exiting the kitchen. Wonwoo sighed, giving me an embarrassed smile. âSorry, they are like Tom and Jerry-â
âI heard that the new neighbour is here!â A head peeked out from behind the kitchen door. He has a slightly rounded face with soft, chubby cheeks, his eyes bright with light. He has a slightly pointed nose and a prominent chin, and his hair was dyed to a soft brown, falling short from his eyes. âOh, hello! Jun hyung! Come say hi!â
A second head peeked into the kitchen. He has high cheekbones and a defined jawline, his nose is straight and well-proportioned, adding to the symmetry of his face. Unlike Seungkwan, who seemed friendly and excited, he seemed a little tired and disinterested. âHi.â
I placed my hands in front of me politely. âHello, Iâm Kang Raeyang.â
Seungkwan waved his hand dismissively. "Donât need to be so informal. Iâm Boo Seungkwan, and this is Wen Junhui.â
âAnd can you not block the door?â Chanâs irritated voice came from behind them, and Seungkwan quickly turned around, scowling. âIs that how you talk to your elders, you rascal?â
âThe both of you, enough!â A familiar deep voice boomed from the living room, instantly quieting the both of them. Junhui disappeared, while Seungkwan pouted. âOkay, okay, hyung. Keep your hair on.â
âHeâs even more naggy than Kim Mingyu.â Chan muttered as Seungkwan stepped aside for him to go into the kitchen. Meanwhile, Seokmin had loaded the dishes onto another tray. âHey, Raeyang, do you mind helping me with these?â
âSure,â I nodded and walked over to him. Wonwoo passed me a second tray, âcareful.â He warned. I followed Seokmin to the living room, where a big dining table is set up. Most of the seats are filled with the people Iâve seen. Joshua sent a gentle smile my way. âHello, Raeyang.â
âHi, Joshua.â I replied, standing beside him and putting down the tray. Opposite him, Seungcheol frowned. âWhy are you loading the dishes?â He snapped, looking frustrated.Â
âOh,â I was a little taken aback by his reaction. âI said I wanted to helpâŠâ
A pair of slender hands appeared on Seungcheolâs shoulder. I see Jeonghan shaking his head at Seungcheol, before turning to me with a smile.
âThank you for helping, Raeyang,â he started. âBut I think you should just sit down, Vernon will take it from here,â as if on cue, Vernon stood up, giving me a lazy smile. âYou can sit there.â He pointed to an empty seat next to Junhui, and the mentioned man waved at me. âDinner will start soon.â
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âThese are Salt and Pepper.â
Your eyes widen as you turn to face two round cats, one black and one white, sitting directly next to each other.
Your heart beats in your chest as they look up at you with their big boba eyes.
âTheyâve been best friends since they were kittens and our goal is for them to be adopted together. This usually turns people away but we really donât think we can separate them.â
Your mind is blank as you bend down to their cage.
âCan I hold them?â
The lady unlocks their cage and you sit in front of them hoping they approach you of their own volition. Salt perks up at the sight of you and slowly makes her way into your lap. Pepper follows shortly after and now you have two very soft and round cats quietly cocooned on you.
You turn to look up at Wonwoo whoâs holding Jae in his arms. Thereâs a gentle smile on his face as he crouches to put Jae down. You look at Jae and he giggles as he looks at the cats.
âDo you want to pet them?â
Jae nods.
âYou have to be gentle okay? Cats have feelings too just like you!â
Wonwoo kneels behind Jae and guides him to the cats in your lap telling Jae heâll pet the cats first to show him how itâs done.
You watch as Wonwoo brings his hand to Salts nose and she gives a sniff of approval. He pats her head and does the same to Pepper. Youâve always thought Wonwoo looked like a cat person and youâre beginning to think your suspicions were right. As Jae gently pets the cats, you look at Wonwoo and he looks at you.
He turns to the lady.
âWeâll take the cats. Both of them.â
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The drive back home from the pet store is thrilling. You canât believe youâre now a mother of 3. Wonwoo drives with one hand on the wheel and the other intertwined with your hand. He glances at the rear view mirror to check on Jae and sees him fast asleep. The cats are in one big carrier buckled in next to Jae and he turns to you.
âFamily of 5 now huh?â
You softly laugh and gaze out the window.
After your reconciliation with Wonwoo, you decided you werenât quite ready to have another child yet. You wanted to work on your relationship with Wonwoo, building it up so that you wouldnât be bringing a second child in solely to fix your marriage.
Every day you found yourself getting charmed by Wonwoo over and over. You talked more about your childhoods, your fears, your goals, your families, and everything in between. You both started fun activities like ice skating and knitting- anything that you could do together and with your son.
And of course, the two of you got back into having sex whenever you both felt like it. You loved having Wonwoo like this. He was still as dominant as you remember, making you do some sinful acts behind closed doors but you did it all with ease. Everything you did in bed felt more passionate and genuine now that you had a stronger emotional backbone.
The two of you felt like something was missing from your life and you realized you needed pets. Neither of you had grown up with pets and you felt that emptiness of never having a furry companion to keep you company. You also wanted Jae to have a companion before a little sibling came along and decided to head to the adoption center to see who was available. You had meant to look at the dogs only but were rerouted to the cats when you made eye contact with a sweet tuxedo cat who was unfortunately already adopted. Thatâs when the shelter lady showed you Salt and Pepper who were now heading home with you to join your family forever.
You squeeze Wonwooâs hand as he continues to drive.
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A month later
Salt and Pepper are nowhere to be found as you pour their food for them. You head upstairs and you stop in the doorway of your bedroom feeling your heart grow ten times bigger at the sight in front of you. Your shirtless husband is lying in bed with Jae tucked into his side. Theyâre both asleep with the same expression on their faces. And Salt and Pepper are on Wonwooâs stomach and chest, also sleeping peacefully. You quickly snap a picture and make it your lockscreen. You shake Wonwoo awake gently so you can put Jae to bed and Wonwoo lifts the cats into his arms so they can go downstairs and eat their dinner and do their nighttime routine.
Eventually, itâs just the two of you tucked into bed with Wonwooâs head on your chest and your fingers combing through his hair. Ever since you told Wonwoo you liked his hair long all those years ago, heâs kept it long. But now, itâs the longest itâs ever been, going past his neck. He suddenly sits up as he hears his phone ping and while heâs typing, you look at him. From the thin gold chain around his neck to the two tattoos in black ink on his torso, your husband looks like a dream.
Wonwoo notices youâre ogling him and looks down at you as he turns off his phone and tosses it to the side. He smirks and grabs your arms, lifting you up so youâre now chest to chest. His lips meet yours in a kiss that grows deeper and deeper. He pushes you back down on the bed and brings his hand to the waist band of your pajamas, pulling it down along with your panties. He then takes off your shirt and flips you onto your stomach.
âGonna give you a massageâ he whispers in your ear.
His hands expertly explore ever crevice of your body, relaxing the tension and soreness in your muscles. When youâre flipped onto your back, Wonwoo asks if you trust him.
âOf course.â
He gets off the bed and pulls down his sweatpants so heâs as bare as you. He opens his bedside drawer and pulls out a pair of handcuffs. Your eyes widen.
âCan I try these on you?â
âYesâ you whisper, your heart pounding.
Wonwoo gets on top of you, straddling your chest as he carefully handcuffs your hands to the bed. His dick is right in front of you.
âWonwoo?â
âMmm?â
âHow come youâve never let me give you a proper blowjob?â
While youâve given Wonwoo handjobs or played with his dick or cockwarmed him, youâve never actually deepthroated him and heâs never asked.
âMy ex once told me that she hated having me fuck her throat so I kind of just never wanted to subject you to that. I get kind of out of control because it feels good.â
âWell Iâm not your ex.â you challenge.
Wonwoo looks down at you, thoughts running through his head as he plays with your nipples.
âWe can do a round of deepthroating tonight if youâre up for it?â he suggests.
You nod and he leans down to place a kiss on your lips before bringing your nipples into his mouth. You moan kind of loudly and Wonwoo stops. He searches for your panties and stuffs them into your mouth to keep you quiet.
He continues making his way down your body until he reaches your pussy. You tug at the handcuffs as he slides a finger inside you. He spreads your legs apart and puts one of them over his shoulders so he can begin eating you out. You swear youâve never felt him give you oral this good and this intense. You cum the fastest youâve ever cum and Wonwoo chuckles as he wipes his face with the back of his hand.
He looks at you and brings his head to your ear and whispers.
âHow many times do you think youâre going to cum tonight?â
He lifts himself up and removes your panties from your mouth and places a hand on your throat.
Youâre still recovering from your intense orgasm and arenât answering him fast enough. He sits on you again and hits your face with his dick and asks you again.
â4.â
â4?â
You nod and nuzzle into his dick and pelvis which are still next to your face.
He traces his dick over your mouth, looking down at you like youâre prey.
âHow about 6?â
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4 orgasms later and youâre whole body is buzzing. Wonwoo is still inside you with his face buried in your neck.
âHow many more left darling?â
â1â you whimper.
âGood girlâ
He resumes to thrusting with his hand in your hair and his lips on yours.
You cum soon enough and he follows, releasing his third load inside of you. He slumps against your body for good this time and rests one of his hands on your boob, tracing your nipple in slow soft circles.
âWonwoo can you uncuff me please?â
âOh yeah sorryâ
He grabs the key on the bedside table and unlocks the cuffs, massaging your wrists.
Wonwoo stays inside you for a while as you both whisper to each other.
He eventually pulls out, watches his cum flow out of you, and carries you to the shower before his dick gets any other ideas.
When youâre both tucked into bed in fresh sheets, Wonwoo pulls you into his arms.
âIs there anything else youâd like to try next time?â
You laugh and stay silent as you think about any genuine kinks you want to explore with him.
âLet me deepthroat you next time.â
Wonwoo groans as he feels his dick twitch.
âTomorrow we will.â
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3 months later
You visit Wonwoo in his home office and find both Salt and Pepper sitting in a chair next to him. You kneel and pet them while greeting them in a baby voice. You love these cats so much.
âHey, I went out and bought those big breakfast bagels for all of us.â Wonwoo tells you.
You both head to kitchen and you open the bag on the table as Wonwoo brings Jae to the table.
One sniff and youâre running to the bathroom to throw up everything in your stomach. Jae waddles up to you and stands over you, gently patting your back. Wonwoo comes in and takes Jae out, setting him up with a tv show and breakfast before returning to you.
He comes back with a box and you know as well as he does that throwing up is no random sickness.
He smiles as he helps you up and wipes the tears that have dried on your face.
âAre you ready?â he asks.
âYup, letâs do this.â
He opens up the box and pulls out a pregnancy test. He kisses your forehead and hugs you in silence before you take the test that determines your future.
Youâre ready for whatever comes up.
Finally, some good newsđđ I'm glad she recovered and could meet with her baby again. But I'm still worried about San and Hongjoongđ«€. What will happen to them? I can't wait for the new chapter to be outđ„č
And the mysterious man is YuyuđČđł How? I mean when I look at Circus masterlist, I assume the golden retriever would be Yunho, but in this chapterđł Did I miss something? đđđ»đđ»
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y/n's perspective
âSheâs awake! Get the doctor!â I heard and my vision was doubled while my head was throbbing. Where was I? The last thing I remember wasâŠ
âThen why donât you run?â
Did he actually run? Was he finally free like he wanted? How does a hybrid escape without pretending to be human? Oh yeah⊠the black market.Â
If he did... I hope it was successful and not all for nothing.
ây/n? How are you feeling?â I heard and I looked to my side. âJeno⊠howâs school been?â I offered him a smile and didnât have to see his face to know he was concerned for me. âGood, I've been focusing on this internship and well I try my best to not lose sleep,â he said and I smiled. âHaechan should learn from you,â I said and I heard his soft laughter.Â
âHow⊠are they?â I asked and he sighed. âLetâs get you checked out first. Iâll let Taeyong-hyung explain,â he said and I knew it was probably bad.Â
âY/n the doctor is gonna come in and do some tests, youâll be given pain medication and you currently have stitches so this will scar. Weâll set up future appointmentsâ I heard as I saw Johnny enter the room.Â
I wonder if they're okay.Â
seonghwaâs perspective
Last week we were finally let out. That would mean she's dead or alive to have them do action. I don't know what they did to San or Hongjoong yet. But I was in observation to see if I should be considered for a breeding farm.Â
I heard them talk⊠I had no chance of adoption. My only option was a hybrid farm where their only purpose is to reproduce. It also gave me little hope that she was alive.Â
I know sheâs scared of me⊠but she wouldâve tried to convince them otherwise. I also did hear that Yeosang and Wooyoung were code greens ready for adoption but Wooyoung has been in the medical wing.Â
âIf I could, those tigers would be shipped off. Hongjoong is excessively violent, he killed her. What am I supposed to tell San? Or Wooyoung? Those hybrids are far too dependent on her. If they knew, San would become a bigger threat to himself and Wooyoung would join himâ I heard. She was deadâŠ?
I may have not had a lot of hope but a part of me hoped she was alive. Oh, Hongjoong⊠we caused a mess.
âSeonghwa, you have a checkâ I heard as they opened my curtain. I saw the employee now opening the glass door. âIâm sorry,â I said⊠and he looked at me confused.Â
âIf⊠if I didnât help her sheâd still be alive. Even then I couldâve stoppedâ" "Seonghwa none of this is your fault, I'm sorry your future isnât looking too bright,â he said and I felt the tears run down my face.Â
âMy future was never meant to brightâ
yeosang's perspective
She was alive. I knew she had to be⊠there's no way she'd die.Â
I was in isolation. My records unfortunately were publicly known when I was in here. The accident at a popular apartment complex where politicians, CEOs, and even idols lived took pictures of what happened. They warned me⊠she called in asking if I was gonna be put up for adoption. If⊠she was dead. I would get a horrible punishment for defying her⊠maybe even move the country?Â
âYeosang, are you ready for some air?â I heard one of the employees. I remember him being called⊠Jaemin? He was a friend of hers. âAny news?â I asked and he sighed.Â
âDonât worry, sheâll be fineâ he said and I nodded. âDo you believe that?â I asked and it caught him off guard. He was supposed to make me feel better. I know heâs not allowed to say anythingâŠ
âLook⊠sheâs the strongest person I know. The last time I saw her, Johnny promised to make sure she was alright and my friend worked with him. Sheâs in a stable conditionâ
liar. He was lyingâŠÂ
âYou donât believe me do you?â he asked and I shook my head.Â
âSheâs⊠not in stable condition. In fact, they're trying their best to monitor her at all timesââ âWhatâs wrong with her?â I asked and he sighed. We started walking outside as he looked to think about what heâd say.Â
âHongjoong when he clawed her jaw hit a vein connected to her heart. The week before when Kun was there, she flatlined but I know sheâs stable now we just need her to wake up. If not she might be in a coma for longer than weâd hopeâ he explained and I could only feel hatred for those tigers and myself⊠I pushed her, and I misinterpreted her feelings. She was scared of them⊠and even us.Â
âIs there hope?â I asked and his smile said everything. It was forced and I could see the glassy look in his eyes. âThere's always hopeâÂ
Liar.Â
wooyoungâs perspective
âWooyoung you need to eat, we donât want to put you up with the purple code hybrids. Sheâs not gonna be happy whenââ âHow can she feel anything? Sheâs not here⊠sheâs dead isn't she?â I cut him off. The doctor sighed and shook his head.Â
âNo, she's not dead,â he said and I didnât believe him.Â
âDo it for her⊠donât you think sheâll be distraught to see you in a worse state than before? When she saw you she said she was heartbroken. To know that you were a depressed hybrid⊠that those who promised her to take care of you werenâtâ" "Sheâs not here!â I yelled.Â
âLet me mourn her⊠she isnât coming back,â I said and I was fully convinced. She wouldâve been here already, sheâs gone. I shouldâve been there.
âWooyoung you need to take care of yourself, your weight is dropping and youâll start to get sick..â I turned him out. I didnât feel hungry⊠not when I used to live a fantasy almost two weeks ago now. I was hopeful at firstâŠ
but then she never came back.Â
sanâs perspective
The world⊠stopped.Â
My world stopped⊠code purple. For hybrids who are dangerous to themselves, mainly ones who experience such stress, or depression they harm themselves.Â
Would it be so bad to be with her again? Constrained and isolated⊠How was Wooyoung doing? Was he like me?Â
I missed the feeling of that collar on my neck, the feeling of her warmth, I miss her. Where is she? How long has it been since I've been here?
Surely only a few hours⊠I wonder when sheâll be here. Maybe in a few hours?Â
âSan, how are you feeling?â I heard and I finally saw someone after they put me here. âIâm⊠tired,â I said, I was tired, my mind felt like I was spinning and I felt sick.Â
âDo you remember what I told you last time?â he asked me. âWhat?â I asked and he sighed. âSan, I've been here three times a day for two weeks now,â he said and I was confused. I laughed, âIt's only been a few hoursâŠâ I said and he shook his head.Â
âIâll remind you later, today we thought it would be good to take you outsideâ he said and I shook my head. âSan, do you remember when you arrived here after the fight? You lost any sense of time and thought you lived the same day over and over again. You improved so much afterwards⊠she would want you to improve and get adopted againâ he said and I shook my head.Â
âI am adopted, sheâs my mateâ I said and he sighed almost like he was tired.Â
âSan, weâve been having the same conversation for the past two weeks, almost three times a dayâÂ
hongjoongâs perspective
My hands felt dirty⊠They didnât let me go to the cells anymore.Â
I need to get rid of her blood. I didn't mean to kill her. I⊠where was Seonghwa? Was he okay? Did he get adopted already? Maybe sheâs alive and she took them⊠but not me.
I donât deserve it⊠besides living with humans? I hate them⊠I hate her⊠but I want to apologize. I hope sheâs okay. I want her to be okay. But is she? Why would they send me away if that's the case, they were preparing to send me off.Â
I was slowly accepting what I was destined for⊠I was gonna die. Born into a circus, I was always gonna die.Â
âYouâre scheduled to leave in three daysâ I heard. It was the main doctor⊠âDr. Doyoung will take you in to check your wounds,â he said and I was unchained from the ground to be led to the medical wing.Â
He knocked on the door when it revealed another employee⊠and Wooyoung? He looked⊠starved. His eyes looked lifeless and dark circles prominent.Â
He looked up at me to not even react. They led him away, speaking to him in a cheerful voice as if wanting to cheer him up. âYou ruined the lives of four hybrids,â the behaviorist said to me.Â
âWhat's wrong with him?â I asked and he scoffed.Â
âThe healthiest right now is probably Seonghwa and Yeosang. Yeosang though is still clinging to her being alive, while Wooyoung has refused to be cooperative with this severe depressive episode, even San has lost all sense of time and is worse. All humans aren't evil, but you let that control you and even ruined your own chance to actually liveâ he said as I went inside the room to see the doctor.Â
I⊠I'm sorryâŠ
y/nâs perspective
âTwo weeks?â I asked and they nodded. âJohnny and Jeno tried their best to take care of you⊠but you were asleep for two weeks and they thought for a minute your body was in shock, especially after your flatline last week.Â
âI⊠what?â I was confused with everything. Two weeks I was out⊠What happened to them? âYouâre okay physically, the tests they've done should help and it looks like they helped you gain some strength to walk despite being comatose for two weeksâ he explained and I nodded.Â
âCurious about anything?â Taeyong asked and I wanted to ask but I was scared. âIâm curious. Curious as to why you were suddenly scared of your hybrids. Kun told me that your hybrids said you started to be detached and started avoiding them and it was clarified that you were scaredâ he said and I nodded.Â
âWhen I did the interviews⊠Hongjoong mentioned that hybrids do anything to survive even if they pretend to like their ownersâ I said and he laughed at me. âYouâve clearly forgotten how those three looked at you. Wooyoung used toâ actually has been obsessed with you for years, Yeosang is the most overprotective hybrid i've ever seen and San? He loves you⊠he was your first hybrid and he⊠heâs a code purple right nowâ he said and i stopped. I felt frozenâŠÂ
âA⊠a code purple?â I said hoping I heard wrong and he nodded.
âHeâs lost track of time⊠he thinks it's been hours. His mind is scattered in events, sometimes heâll think heâs there because he attacked you and become depressed, or heâll think the attack was minutes before and scream that heâll kill that tiger. The worst of it is, right now⊠heâs waiting for you to show up in front of him. He thinks it's been hours and youâll recover soon, for him it hasn't been two weeksâ' he explained and he wiped my cheek.
âHe⊠heâs no, you're messing with me. San⊠I need to see him!â I declared and he grabbed my elbow. âYou shouldn't be so rash. No one knows youâve recovered⊠Kun thinks you're as good as dead. He was there when you flatlined and thought there's no hopeâ he said and everything was overwhelming.
âI need to see him,â I pleaded and he smiled. âAnd we will, just let me go to the station first. Weâll go later today, I want to take you back homeâ" "Noâ I refused and he sighed.
âThe blood is clean⊠Wonyoung had people clean your apartmentâ" "It wonât feel right with them not thereâ I argued and he sighed.Â
âGive me a few hours then, I'll call Yuta and Shotaro, they'll take care of you,â he said and I sighed. âIâm a grown woman I donât need to be taken care ofâ I argued and he nodded.Â
âOkay⊠but theyâll meet with you to make sure you're okay, '' he said and I nodded. âI can walkââ âI need time alone⊠I know where they workâ I said and he nodded. âBe careful, you justââ âTaeyong pleaseâ I pleaded and he nodded as he left.Â
I couldn't stop the tears flowing down. I was an idiot⊠I doubted them and I failed Hongjoong⊠I need to talk to himâ
âWhy are you crying again?â I heard as I noticed a man in front of me. It was the man that helped me before. âIt's been a long dayâ I answered and he nodded.
âIâm sorry to hear that, but please donât cry, surely whatever it is it can be fixed?â he said with a cheerful smile. âHave you ever owned a hybrid?â I asked and his eyes widened. âOnly one,â he said and I nodded. âHow do you know their feelings are genuine and they actually love you?â I asked and he chuckled.Â
âThat's an interesting question⊠Well, hybrids are known for faking they care but that's a rare few. If you treat them with love and care I can assure you they will be the sameâ he said and I nod.Â
âWhat if they fake it though, even if you love them to the best of your ability?â I asked and he hummed. âWell, a hybrid can fake words, but the things they do have meaning. Whereâ I mean hybrids are like animals by the end of the day. They have animal habits they follow, like uhm bunnies circle around their owners, fox hybrids are dependent on owners and usually bond to one person for the rest of their lifeâ" "What about canines and panthers?â I asked and he chuckled.Â
âThat's a weird pair?â he laughed and I smiled.Â
âWell, panther hybrids only really expose themselves to their owners when they fully trust them so sleeping is a big one. Uhm⊠panthers are actually known to cook or feed their mates as an act of love? ââ San often would feed me off his own plate and make me eat more⊠and he would always say how he preferred sleeping in my room.
He was showing he trusted meâŠÂ
ââ Dog hybrids however, are known to scent their mates and groom them? So dog hybrids will often fix their owners hair or males would often scent their owner to tell others to back offâ he explained and suddenly Yeosang made much more sense to me.Â
âI can tell you're a good hybrid owner⊠any hybrid would be lucky for someone to care about them like you doâ he said and I smiled.Â
âThank youâŠ?â I didn't know his name. âOh? Uhm my name! My name is⊠Yunhoâ he said and I smiled. âThank you, Yunho! My name is y/nâ I said and he smiled.Â
âIt was my pleasure, ah! I think you dropped this?âÂ
Yuta and Shotaro were spamming my phone.Â
I was now in front of the infamous building⊠The Seoul Hybrid Rehabilitation Center.Â
I entered and I was immediately greeted by a shocked Haechan. I smiled at the boy who couldnât even produce a sentence. âYOU'RE OKAY!â he yelled and I laughed as he hugged me tight. âWe were convinced you werenât gonna wake upâ he muttered and I ruffled his hair. âWhere's Kun?â I asked and he sighed. âKun cares about you a lot⊠so does Doyoung but Kun sees you like his little sisterââ
âHaechan, what's going on with him?â I asked and he sighed
âHeâs planning on sending Wooyoung and San to Jejuâs Rehabilitation Center, as for Yeosang⊠There's a threat of legal action with his previous owner, Seonghwa is going to be moved to a breeding farm, and Hongjoong is being sent out of Korea '' he explained and I was speechless.Â
âW-What?â I asked and he nodded. âKun right now is out but heâll be back soonââ âTake me to San,â I said and he shook his head. âOnly Kun and Doyoung have the key to get in there⊠and you're not supposed to be allowed without them knowing,â he said and I smiled.Â
âPlease, let me see one of them?â I asked and he nodded. âI can take you to Yeosang,â he said and I nodded. He talks to have someone come get me and lead me to Yeosang.
ây/n?â I heard and saw Renjun. I smiled softly and offered a hug. âI'm so glad you're okay! When did you get dischargedâ he asked and I sighed. âMaybe two hours ago?â I said and he scoffed. âYou should be restingââ âI need to see if they're okayâ I cut him off and he nodded.Â
He leads me around the green code hybrids seeking adoption until we go towards the ones who have not been cleared for adoption.Â
âHeâs missed you a lot,â he said and I smiled. He opened the curtain and I saw he was asleep. âJaemin has been trying his best to cheer up him and Wooyoung but it's been hard for them,â he said and I nodded. âIâm only doing this cause I know he wonât hurt you and he is still your hybrid,â he said as he opened the kennel and waited for me to enter.Â
I nod and go in to kneel close to his bed. I pet his ears softly as he whined and opened his eyes slightly. âHello, sleeping beauty,â I said and his ears flattened on his head.Â
âAre you real?â he asks as he grabs my hand, tightening it as if I'd disappear. âIâm real, Yeosang,â I said and he sat up looking at me for what felt like a few minutes before he started crying.Â
âPlease, be real! IâŠÂ I miss youâ he said as he hugged me tightly. I rubbed it back as he sobbed. âIâm here, I promise,â I said and he pulled away to look at me. I wanted to cry too⊠so many times I got into my head that he faked everything to hide away from his owner when I shouldâve known better.Â
His hand cupped my jaw to where my bandages lay. âDoes it hurt?â he asked and I smiled. âIâll heal,â I said and he nodded.Â
âIâm sorry for making you adopt themââ âIt's not your fault⊠I got in my own head. Hongjoong is rough around the edgesââ âYou shouldnât defend himâ he said angrily and I smiled.Â
âYeosangâŠ. He was wronged. I shouldâve voiced my thoughts sooner, but he deserves a second chance. What you suggested was sweet⊠heâs lived tormented by humans so he deserves to feel loved even if he doesn't know how to accept itâ I said and his eyes widened. He nodsâŠ
âYouâre too good to be real. I still donât believe you're actually here⊠maybe you're a true angel visiting me in my dreams'' he said and I chuckled. âI donât have wings or a halo,â I said and he chuckled.Â
âDoesnât mean you aren't an angel to meâ he said and I smiled.Â
ây/n?â I heard and I looked behind me to see Doyoung. âDid Haechan tell you?â I asked and he nodded. âI-Iâm, why didnât they tell us you were awake?!â he asked and I smiled while looking at Yeosang. âWell, I did wake up two hours ago,â I said and Yeosang laughed. âYou should be resting,â he said and I smiled.Â
âI know⊠Doyoung. Can I see San?â I asked and he sighed. âI donât have the key⊠Kun has taken charge of seeing Hongjoong and San, I only see them to check up on themâ he said and I nodded.
âAnd⊠Wooyoung?â I asked and he sighed almost nervously.
âHeâs⊠he needs to see youâ
Yeosang was gonna be checked one last time by Doyoung while he led me in front of Wooyoungâs kennel. âBe careful with him⊠heâs been worse than I've ever seen himâ he said and Yeosang didnât want to let go of my hand.Â
âIâll be here when you're out, I promise,â I said and he didnât look convinced. âWhen have I ever lied to you? Or broken a promise?â I asked and he nodded.Â
They leave me alone with Wooyoungâs key. I knock before opening the door⊠It's to tell the hybrid I'm going in. I open it and see that heâs already staring at the door. His eyes widened.Â
ây/n?â he said and I noticed how hoarse his voice was. How skinny he was⊠how tired he looked. âHello, Woo,â I said, trying my best to offer a happy smile as I felt my vision blur. âYou're⊠alive?â he said, confused and not moving.Â
âMissed me?â I said and I sat down on the floor to sit at eye level with him. âIâŠâ he was speechless. I smiled as I hugged him⊠his tears and sobs broke my heart. The way he tightened his grip on my body and let out cries was the only thing I could focus on.Â
He struggled with words as he sobbed.Â
âI... I lost- any hope that you were alive!â he let out and I felt a serious ache in my heart. âIâm sorry,â I said and he shook his head as he let go and ghosted his hand on my jaw. âIt's not your fault,â he said and I knew what he suggested.Â
âIt's not his fault either⊠I shouldâve talked about what I was feeling "I said and he said nothing but hugged me. We sat there on the floor with him hugging me in silence.
âWooyoung '' I heard as I saw Yeosang in his regular clothes and his collar. âYeosang?â he said as he lifted his head without letting me go to see his friend. âThe doctor wants to see you so he can discharge you,â he said and he tightened his grip on me.
âIâll still be here⊠you get to be in comfortable clothes and your collar again,â I said and he nodded letting go but did move to leave.
âSheâll still be here,â Yeosang said and Wooyoung nodded. âCan⊠Can we get food from that street food market?â he asked and I smiled. âAnything you want,â I said and he nodded. He leaves but not without looking at me one last time and giving me a slight smile.
ProgressâŠ
âAre you gonna take in those tigers again?â Yeosang asked and I sighed. âI hate how I⊠I want to give them a second chance. A better chance without me being scared of them⊠I took them in because they wanted a better life and I didnât even try like I did with you, Wooyoung, and Sanâ I explain and nod.Â
âI donât trust themâ he said and I smiled. âAnd you have every right to,â I said.Â
ây/n?â I heard and I saw Jaemin who looked at me with the biggest smile. âHow are you doing?â I said and he chuckled. âYou see Yeosang, sheâs okay,â he said and Yeosang nodded. âJaemin? Can you take me to Seonghwa?â I asked and he sighed. âThe tigers are gonna be transferredââ âKun canât do that, I'm still their owner,â I said and he chuckled.Â
âYou're the same as ever. Let me take you there then, I'd rather not be sued and in debt even more than I amâ he said and I chuckled.
âYeosang, stay here for Wooyoung,â I said and he shook his head getting ready to argueâ âHe needs someone here, and Iâll be back,â I said and he nodded reluctantly.Â
I followed Jaemin when I noticed he was also a code green hybrid. âSeonghwa, you have a visitor,â Jaemin said as he opened the curtain first.Â
He looked at me shocked.Â
âYou're⊠Iâm sorry! I shouldâve stopped Hongjoong, please I-Iâm soââ âSeonghwa it isn't your fault '' I said while giving him a smile and he looked at me with wide eyes.Â
âIâm sorry for not offering you what I did to my hybrids' ' I said and he looked confused. âYou deserve a second chance⊠so does Hongjoong. Let me make it up to youâ I said and he shook his head.Â
âI⊠I should be asking that of you!â he said desperately and I smiled.Â
âLet's make it up to each other then!â I said and he was frozen⊠âI⊠why do you still want me?â he asked and I shrugged. âYouâre a sweet hybrid⊠a farm doesnât suit you at all,â I said and I could see tears forming in his eyes.
âI⊠I really am sorry I wasn'tââ âIt's not your fault, you⊠were the sweetest. You tried so hard to earn a place with me and I know you deserve it. So I'm sorry for letting Hongjoongâs words get into my head, I really do think you deserve better Seonghwa '' I said and he was silent.Â
âDo you accept me?â I asked and he smiled softly.Â
âIf youâll take meâÂ
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How cute they aređ„čđ„č and the nameđ I bet it's Wonwoo idea to name their baby Wonjaeđ«ą
Beginnings | A nothing new drabble
Pairing: chaebol!husband!Wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader
A/N: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH itâs Jaeâs birth scene!!!!! So so excited for this one!!!!! I love dad wonwoo and i hope u do too!!!!
Wonwoo feels him phone vibrating against his suit pocket but he canât pick it up without making it obvious.
Heâs currently in a meeting with the management team of a company that is planning a product launch with his familyâs company. Theyâre very aggressive and strict and the CEO whoâs currently speaking would definitely make a fool out of Wonwoo if he were to pick up his phone.
His phone vibrates again and Wonwoo cant help but wonder if itâs you.
Out of the corner of his eye, Wonwoo sees his assistant, Jeff motion to his phone indicating he needs to answer the call. Wonwoo lightly shakes his head. Before Wonwoo can react, Jeff quietly enters the room and comically drops to the floor and crawls to Wonwooâs seat. Wonwoo is panicking. Heâs got his eye on the CEO and Jeff at the same time.
âItâs your wife, Won-â
âExcuse me, Jeon Wonwoo. Is there something so important that this meeting is being disturbed by one of your employees?â the CEO bellows before Wonwoo can even process what Jeff has said.
âIâm sorry sir, but I have an emergency phone call I need to take.â
Wonwoo stands and bows and makes to talk out the door when the CEO tells him to stop.
âWhatâs more important than this meeting Mr. Jeon. Surely you can share with the rest of us.â
Wonwoo grits his teeth and flits his eyes over to his dad who says nothing.
Of course he wonât help me out.
âIâm not sure sir thatâs why I need to answer this call.â
The CEO opens his mouth to continue this stupid argument when Jeff butts in.
âMr. Jeonâs wife is in labor and he needs to go to the hospital now.â
Wonwooâs eyes widen as he turns towards Jeff suddenly not caring about who else is in the room.
Wonwooâs dad stands up and stops Wonwoo.
The calls had been from you. You needed him and for 20 minutes he hadnât been able to answer your calls.
âDad, I canât. I canât miss the birth of my child.â
A million thoughts raced through his head as he picked up his pace to head to the door.
âJeon Wonwoo. If you walk out that door, you can consider this deal over.â
Everyoneâs eyes widen. The Jeonsâ entire team had been slaving away for months trying to please this CEO and he was threatening to take it all away because Wonwoo needed to leave?
Wonwoo looked the CEO in the eyes.
âThen consider it over. I donât think our company should be investing our time and efforts into another company with a CEO whoâs quick to make ultimatums over family.â
He pushes his dad over and storms out, dragging Jeff by the arm as they run to the car.
Wonwoo frantically pulls out his phone and calls you immediately.
âWonwoo?â
âY/N, Iâm so so so sorry, I was in a meeting and the CEO wouldnât let me answer my phone. Are you okay? Iâm on my way right now.â
âWonwoo please, please come now I need you here, I canât do this without you.â
âIâm on my way I promise.â
Jeff steps on the gas and Wonwoo sees that theyâre a 30 minute drive away from the hospital.
âIâm sorry, I wonât be there for another 30 minutes.â
He hears you groan and dry heave.
âY/N, Iâll stay on the phone with you. Are your parents on the way?â
You take a deep breath before answering.
âNo, I donât want them here yet. Iâm with Mrs. Wei. Wonwoo, I just want you.â
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An agonizing 30 minutes passes before they finally reach the hospital. Wonwoo leaps out of the car, thanks Jeff and runs into the lobby. Heâs directed to the private suites of the labor wing and runs down the hallways trying to find your room. He finally enters, completely out of breath to you laying on the bed with Mrs. Wei, your housekeeper, holding your hand. Mrs. Wei stands and comes up to him telling him sheâll run back to the house to get some extra things you left behind as well as call your parents if his dad hasnât done that already. He gives her a brief hug before coming up to you.
Your eyes are full of tears and youâre sweating like you just ran a marathon. Wonwoo bends down and rests his forehead against yours, closing his eyes.
âIâm sorryâ he whispers.
He lifts his head up to brush your hair away from your face, pressing a kiss on your forehead. You grab his left hand and start crying. Wonwoo takes your face in his hands, trying to soothe you.
âWonwoo Iâm so scared, Iâm so scared, please please help me.â Youâre full on sobbing now as you grasp his suit jacket, your fears out in the open.
âI thought I had another 2 weeks but heâs arriving early. Wonwoo I donât feel ready.â
Wonwoo takes you into his arms, engulfing you in a hug as you cling to him.
âI know, I know. I wish I could do more to help you but Iâll be here with you every second. Iâll be holding your hand and you can squeeze it as much as you like. Y/N, you got this. Youâve made it this far. Youâve given our son life. You carried him in here for 9 months and heâs ready to meet you. Iâve never met a woman as strong as you. You will get through this and I will be with you.â
Youâve calmed down, Wonwooâs soft voice and reassuring words comforting you. Heâs holding your face, his thumbs caressing your cheeks as you loosen the grip on his collar. He bends down to give you a brief kiss on the lips and you feel your heart flutter as you kiss him back.
He touches your necklace and smiles.
âAt least now we can fill this empty space with his gemstone.â
Your peaceful moment with your husband is interrupted by the onset of nurses returning with the doctor.
The doctor checks how dilated you are and tells you itâs time to start pushing. Wonwoo takes his hand in yours as you begin, the prospect of meeting your son filling both of your hearts.
-
Youâre in a daze. Your son is place don top of your chest as his umbilical cord is cut. You canât believe it. There are no words to describe the feeling of having the child youâve carried for so long, here with you on earth. Heâs crying and you touch him for the first time, immediately bursting into tears. You look up at Wonwoo whoâs already looking at you.
There are quiet tears falling from his eyes as he takes you in. He canât believe what heâs just witnessed. You may have been actively giving birth to your son for 2 hours straight but you look ethereal. He has always thought you were pretty but now? You were beyond beautiful. You were more than just his wife. You were the mother of his child and he canât think straight as his eyes move to his son whoâs real.
The nurses take your baby away to quickly clean and weigh him and you turn to watch him go. Wonwoo places a hand on your chest and you turn back towards him as he leans down to kiss you on the lips again, this time with more passion. The nurses return with your son all swaddled up and place him in your arms. Wonwoo leans over so he can look at the babyâs face. Youâre crying and he cries again and his heart canât take it. He buries his head in your neck and cries as you brush your fingers at the bottom of his hair.
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Wonwoo is laying down next to you with his head on your shoulder when a nurse asks if he wants to hold your son. His eyes widen and he quickly says yes. He sits up and is asked to unbutton his shirt so he can have skin to skin contact. The nurse carefully takes the baby from your arms and lays him into Wonwooâs. Wonwooâs heart is beating fast as he fully comprehends that heâs holding his first child. His head falls back as he starts crying again. This precious tiny human is half him, half you. This is family and heâs afraid that his best isnât good enough. He vows to do everything he can to take care of the two of you. Hell, heâs ready to sacrifice his whole stupid chaebol inheritance and lifestyle for this very moment. You lay your head on his shoulder and rest your left hand on your babyâs back, your wedding rings gleaming in the soft light.
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âDo you have a name for him yet?â the nurse quietly asks the two of you.
âWon-Jaeâ Wonwoo replies, softly smiling at the baby whoâs now awake and quietly looking up at him with big boba eyes.
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The nurses move Won-Jae, Jae for short, to his little bed and Wonwoo watches as the nurse helps you get into the shower. Mrs. Wei returns with additional supplies for you as well as a beautiful home cooked meal so the two of you can eat. Wonwoo canât believe it as he watches Mrs. Wei unpack dish after dish. He graciously thanks her as she makes her way back home. Wonwoo sees his phone on the sofa and walks over to it and scrolls past the 500 messages from Jeff, his dad, his mom, and everyone else who doesnât matter to the camera app that was recently used. He opens his photos and sees a handful of pictures, taken by the nurse he assumes, of your very first moments as a family of three. He lived those moments but having them memorialized into pictures has his heart bursting at the seams.
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Youâre asleep, exhausted from the labor. Wonwoo is sitting in a chair next to your bed, Jae in his arms. Heâs crying yet again, with no witnesses except Jae and the moon.
Hehehe, wonwoo you're so evilđ€Łđ€Ł
Choices | a nothing new Drabble
The sound of squealing babies and screaming children is Wonwooâs background sound on this warm Saturday afternoon. Jae had been restless all morning, immediately climbing on top of your sleeping head the second Wonwoo put him down on your shared bed. He was bouncing off the walls and no toy or book or tv show was helping so the two of you decided to bring Jae to the park where he could run around like a chicken without its head for a few hours and then take a little nap. Wonwoo was tasked with getting Jae dressed and ready while you prepared a picnic style lunch.
Wonwoo had to admit that even with the numerous sticky children all around him, the park was lovely with the cherry blossoms in full bloom and a light breeze in the air. He brought his book so he could get some time away from his emails and phone in general. You carried Jae to the playground and Wonwoo stayed behind sitting on a bench ready to enjoy his much needed alone time.
10 minutes after you had walked away, a young woman came and sat on his right side and started a conversation. Wonwoo tried keeping his answers short but when he realized she wasnât going to stop, he folded the page in his book and sighed as he looked up. The woman was quite pretty heâll admit with shiny long hair and a tight dress that emphasized her cleavage.
âItâs a lovely day out, why are you sitting here all alone?â she asked with a smile, her dimple accentuated by her smile.
âJust needed some peace and quiet after my busy week.â he replies nonchalantly.
The woman introduces herself as Minhee and tells him she herself is also a business woman. Then she lets it slide that dating is hard with how busy she is.
Sheâs flirting with me Wonwoo thinks to himself.
Wonwooâs used to the occasional stares from women all around him. But itâs been a while since someone has taken the time to actually flirt with him and heâs feeling a bit cocky. He wants to see how long Minhee keeps this act up before he reveals that heâs actually married- with a 2 year old son.
âOh?â Wonwoo replies.
Minhee laughs and touches his arm lightly, leaning towards him some more so he has a full frontal view of her cleavage.
âIt must be so fun to know that youâre going to be CEO soon!â she says.
âEh, itâs already a lot of work.â he replies with a shrug, discreetly brushing her hand off his arm. She doesnât seem to notice as she places her hand on his shoulder, showering him with compliments about his work ethic.
âYou know I hate to be so forward but I had a feeling you were in business like me. Iâm very interested in you and if youâre also interested, do you think we could get dinner sometime?â
Bingo.
Wonwoo turns towards her, a soft smile on his face as he proudly holds up his left hand- the gold wedding band on his ring finger sparkling in the sunlight.
âIâm actually married.â he smirks.
Minheeâs eyes widen as she takes in the fact that the man sheâs been flirting with is married?
âWhy didnât you say so sooner? â she exclaims still staring at his ring.
âI thought this was just a friendly chat.â he counters.
âWell I donât see your wife anywhere. Why would your wife just leave you sitting here by yourself?â
Wonwoo rolls his eyes. This lady wasnât going to take no for an answer regardless of his marital status.
âThatâs because sheâs in the playground. With our child. In the park.â
Minhee immediately begins asking questions about you but Wonwoo refuses to indulge her in any details about your life. Except for her last comment.
âWell I bet sheâs just a gold digger, taking advantage of you and your money while she sits at home all pretty doing nothing.â
Wonwoo stands up and straightens his jacket.
âMy marriage is none of your business lady. I already told you Iâm married so take the hint or maybe I need to spell it out for you. Iâm not interested. My wife is actually the founder and ceo of BioSynth so you donât need to worry about her taking advantage of me.â
Minhee is left to sit there and stew in anger as Wonwoo walks away in search of you and Jae. He sees you lifting Jae from the swings. Jae immediately breaks out into a big smile and starts clapping and squirming at the sight of Wonwoo. Wonwoo feels himself break out into a smile as well- Jaeâs happiness infectious. He takes Jae from your arms, lifting him in the air before holding him close. Wonwoo notices that youâre also holding Jaeâs brown bear thatâs almost the size of Jae himself. He takes the bear from your arms as well so Jae can hold it. Wonwoo puts an arm around your shoulder and bends down to your ear.
âHey, follow my lead.â
Youâre confused. You look up at him but are met with his lips on yours. Youâre flustered for a moment but place a hand on his chest as you kiss him back, the kiss getting kind of dirty very quickly. You smack his chest and tell him that Jae is in his other arm. Wonwoo just smiles into your mouth before turning to press a kiss to Jaeâs cheek. Unbeknownst to you, on your way back to the car, Wonwoo makes eye contact with Minhee whoâs just watched your entire interaction including the kiss. He throws her a wink before taking your hand in his.
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âHey what did you mean earlier when you asked me to follow your lead?â
âSome lady was flirting with me at the park and I had to put her in her place.â
Wonwooâs standing behind you in the bathroom as you moisturize your face. He presses a kiss to your temple then goes out to check on Jae.
When youâre done in the bathroom, you enter your bedroom, greeted by Jae sitting in the space between where you and Wonwoo sleep with his big bear tucked in next to him.
âLittle man is joining us tonight.â
You smile and climb into bed, kissing Jae on the forehead.
Wonwoo watches. He might not have been able to choose you as his wife, but he will always choose this family over and over and over.
Hooooođ«ąđ«Ł
Sunrise | a nothing new drabble
Pairing: chaebol!wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader, arranged marriage
Content: SMUT MDNI 18+ only, if you are ageless blog, I will block you!
A/N: this takes place 2 months before nothing new but you can read in any order!
Read the whole series + drabbles here!
Wonwoo groans as he blindly reaches for his phone to turn off his blaring alarm.
5:30 AM.
As the eldest son of a chaebol family, he was set to inherit the company but not without a test of his strength. His father made him the lead of a merger and it has been kicking Wonwooâs ass for almost 4 months now. He almost passed away on the spot when he was informed by his assistant that the merger was expected to take an additional 3 months. He stays in the office late at night and is forced to get up at ass oâclock to open the office before security even gets there.
Heâs exhausted and over it.
He sits up and stretches before turning to you.
The two of you share a bed but it feels like thereâs always an ocean of space between you. Youâre always asleep when he gets home and still asleep when he gets up. It feels like he never gets to spend any time with you even if itâs moments with you in silence. More importantly, he hasnât been able to spend as much time with his son. His dad was up his case to produce an heir and now works him to the ground so much that he doesnât even get to spend time with said heir. Wonwoo doesnât want his son to grow up like he did. His own dad was never around and actually shipped him to a completely different country for almost 10 years. His son is evidence of the two of you- a production of your obligations as children of chaebol but he secretly likes to think that heâs also a production of your love for each other. Yes, the two of you donât exactly get along but he still cares about you deeply and he hopes you feel the same.
Wonwooâs thoughts are disrupted by a buzz from his phone.
7:00 AM meeting canceled. Next appointment at 9 AM.
Thank god. Wonwoo wasnât looking forward to this meeting so early in the morning and now he gets an extra hour of sleep.
Except heâs wide awake.
He sits up and looks at you again, catching glimpses of your body going up and down from your breathing by the gentle light of the rising morning. Your hair is sprawled across your pillow and over your face. He rolls a little closer to you to move your hair out of your face so he can truly look at you.
Your face looks so peaceful as sleep graces your face.
Wonwoo rests an arm around your torso as he takes in what youâre wearing- a thin camisole that shows off your cleavage with the necklace he had given you years ago shifted sideways. You were a very deep sleeper never moving even when he kissed your forehead every single morning without fail before he left for work.
The more he looks at you, the more he feels himself twitching in his pants. All these odd hours had prevented him from getting laid with you, his pretty wife whoâd let him do anything to her. He really doesnât want to wake you up, he knows you have work today too but he canât help it. You donât need to be up until 7 so that gives him an hour to fool around with you.
He softly rubs your shoulders trying to wake you up without startling you. You blink slowly trying to make sense of whatâs happening.
âMmm Wonwoo?â
âShhhh itâs just meâ
âWhat time is it?â you asks groggily.
âNot 6 yet. My 7 AM got canceled.â
You turn so youâre laying on your back and Wonwooâs eyes rake down your body taking in your exposed neck and hard nipples through your cami. He rests a hand on your stomach, rubbing back and forth, his face hovering over yours.
Wonwoo feels your hand gently come up to the side of his face. Your thumb caresses under his eyes and you frown.
âI canât tell if itâs just dark in here or if you have the worst eye bags ever.â
He softly laughs and cups his hand over yours.
The way heâs looking at you is making you nervous.
âI donât need to leave for another hour.â
The hand on your stomach makes it way up your body resting on your boob before tracing your nipple in slow circles. Wonwoo shifts so that heâs right next to you supporting himself with his elbow. He looks down at you with what you can only describe as hunger in his eyes. He brings his hand up to your neck, playing with your necklace before wrapping his hand around your throat and diving in for a kiss.
The kiss deepens as his tongue forces its way into your mouth. Your breaths and whimpers are sucked up by Wonwooâs mouth, a smile growing on his face.
You break apart and he pulls you up by the arms so he can lift your camisole over your head.
His eyes darken at the sight of you naked from the waist up with just your dainty necklace- a testament of your little family and secretly, a symbol of Wonwooâs possession over you. Youâre his wife and the mother of his child and he wants everyone who looks at you to know that.
He moves your hair behind your shoulders and quietly wonders if he has time to get his camera before he remembers heâs on a time crunch. He pushes you down and removes your shorts and panties, leaving you fully bare and at his mercy. He returns to the same position as before, this time his hand trails lower until he reaches the heaven between your legs. He slowly rubs your clit back and forth then in circles creating a rhythmic soothing pattern that makes you flutter your eyes and take shorter breaths. Wonwoo asks you questions about work, about your coworkers, about your daily routine all while bringing you closer and closer to the edge. He finds himself having to repeat his questions or stop so you can answer him properly. Youâre in the middle of answering a question when he decides to stick two fingers inside you while his thumb continues rubbing your clit. Your whole body begins to shake and you grab Wonwooâs wrist begging him not to stop. Heâd love to tease you but he simply doesnât have the time so he lets you gush all over his fingers watching as your whole body shakes from pleasure. He takes his fingers out of you and sticks them into his mouth while maintaining eye contact with you.
then he moves on top of you, pulling down his sweatpants and letting his dick spring out and breathe. Before Jae was born, Wonwoo would always sleep completely naked but with Jae being able to walk, you made him wear at least pants just in case Jae visited you in the middle of the night. He moves his dick closer to your face, forcing you to kiss the tip before he continued. You oblige and watch as he taps his member on your face, one of his favorite habits. He moves back down your body and his face ends up between your legs. He knows he doesnât have time to eat you out so he simply presses a kiss to your sensitive clit and rises to align his dick with your entrance. He slowly thrusts in, easing himself in thrust by thrust. Heâs fully sheathed inside and stays still as he looks down at you. He reaches down to touch your necklace and presses a soft kiss to the pendant before carefully laying it across your collarbone.
He begins to rock back and forth, picking up speed as he watches your face contort from discomfort to genuine pleasure. You reach towards his neck and lightly pull at the chain around his own neck, indicating you want his closer to you. He presses his body to yours and buries his face in your neck as he continues to move. His eyes roll to the back of his head as your walls squeeze him so well.
He loves this. Lazy morning sex was a luxury and he felt like the luckiest man in the world to be experiencing this moment with you. He feels your arms wrap around his neck as you whisper in his ears that youâre close. A few more thrusts and your cumming, moaning softly. He keeps going, bringing you to the tips of overstimulation before he also cums, shooting his load deep inside you. After a few more thrusts, he stills. He feels your hands moving to his shoulders and upper back, your fingertips drawing soothing shapes as he catches his breath. He lifts his head up and looks at you. The sky is a light pink and yellow, an indication that the sun is about to rise.
The light illuminates your face and he feels his heart beat faster as he takes in your raw and honest beauty. Heâs always known you were gorgeous but having you to himself in these circumstances makes him want to stay inside you forever.
Your legs wrap around his waist as you tighten your arms around his neck, an intimate hug he realizes. Your movements cause his dick to shift ever so slightly deeper inside of you and you both let out a moan, wanting to go again but knowing you donât have the time. The two of you stay in this embrace, enjoying the warmth that cockwarming brings both of you.
Wonwoo reaches for his phone and feels his heart sink at the time. He needs to get ready and be out the door in 30 minutes or else heâll be late. He presses one last kiss to your lips before pulling out.
He figures you might as well get in the shower with him so he pulls you to the edge of the bed by your ankles and hauls you over his shoulder, playfully slapping your butt.
You wash away your morning escapade and are brought back to reality as Wonwoo leaves the shower first to start getting dressed.
The hot water is soothing against your skin. You replay the morning in your head wanting nothing more than unlimited time with your husband but reality awaited you. You step out of the shower and are immediately enveloped in a towel. Wonwoo is dressed in his crisp button down shirt and black slacks yet takes the time to dry your body almost sensually as you lean back and rest your head on his shoulder.
You turn around and press your now dry naked body to his clothed one and give him one last parting kiss, making sure itâs raunchy and dirty before you saunter away to get dressed. You turn around briefly and wink, smiling to yourself as Wonwooâs eyes widen, standing still in the bathroom with your towel still in his hands.
He takes out his phone to text his assistant.
How important is this meeting?
I'm glad she's not alone in her pregnancyđ€, and Wonwoo being a supportive husband really warming up my heartđ„č. I love how their relationship develops, it is not too forced and not full of dramađ„°
Home | a nothing new drabble
pairing: chaebol!wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader, arranged marriage
warnings: mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy symptoms, allusions to sex
A/N: this is when reader finds out sheâs pregnant with jae. Super soft and wholesome.
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you blink once.
You blink again.
Nothing changes whatâs in front of you.
Pregnant.
You knew this was going to happen eventually but you didnât think it would be this soon.
You donât realize your eyes have filled up with tears.
Youâre 24. You donât want a child yet. You wish you had stood up for yourself when Wonwoo said it was your duty to produce a child. You hated that you were already married and now you were pregnant?
To make things worse, you canât remember the last time you had your period so this baby couldâve been conceived at least 3 months ago or two weeks ago.
You mechanically drive to a new obgyn in a different town, not wanting the news of your pregnancy spreading amongst the medical staff.
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âMrs. Jeon, according to your ultrasounds, youâre 9 weeks pregnant.â
Shit.
Youâre sent home with copies of your ultrasound and prescriptions for prenatals. This is all happening way too fast.
You feel like youâre going to be sick.
You know you have to tell Wonwoo but he wonât be home for another few hours so you drive to a park and walk around, admiring the last graces of summer.
You donât know how youâre going to tell Wonwoo or your parents or his parents. It feels like there are too many people involved in your marriage and you suddenly feel protective over your unborn child, not wanting anyone to know of its existence until youâre ready. You only want wonwoo to know.
Even though you and Wonwoo donât talk that much, youâre desperate for his presence.
You check the time.
2:41 PM
You figure the drive home will kill some time but by 4:37, you canât wait any longer. Youâre freaking out and being alone with your thoughts is making everything worse.
You dial Wonwooâs number pacing as it rings.
His voicemail message plays and you hang up and call him again, tears falling down your face as you beg the universe to let him pick up his phone.
This time he picks up.
âIâm in a meeting, can I call you back later?â
âUh, okay yes Iâm sorryâ your voice shakes as you try to mask your tears, not wanting him to leave an important meeting.
âY/N, are you okay? It sounds like youâre crying.â
âIâm⊠fine please go back to your meeting we can talk laterâ
âWhy canât you tell me now?â
âIâd rather talk to you in person, itâs not urgent.â
âIf itâs not urgent, why are you crying?â
Youâre silent as you roll your eyes, forgetting how pushy and aggressive Wonwoo is when he wants an answer.
âIâll tell you later when youâre home, Wonwoo. Iâm sorry to bother you I shouldâve checked your calendar or called your assistant.â
Wonwoo clicks his tongue as he wonders why youâre evading his questions and refusing to tell him whatâs wrong. He glances at the investors in the room, figuring he can reschedule this meeting if he sweet talks them about his duties as a husband.
âIâll be home in an hour.â
He hangs up, not giving you a chance to protest.
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Wonwoo barges into the house, dropping his bag as he searches for you. Youâre in the den watching a movie but your eyes are glazed like youâre lost in thought.
âY/N?â
You immediately turn and run towards him, straight into his arms just silently hugging him. He wraps an arm around your shoulder and hugs up you back, slightly alarmed at what could possibly be wrong for you to be so upset.
You pull yourself away from him and grab something from the couch. You place something folded in his hands and when he unfolds it, he sees an ultrasound.
He doesnât understand. He keeps unfolding to reveal more photos and looks up at you.
You pull out two pregnancy tests that both read âPregnantâ.
Wonwoo blinks. He looks at the tests then at you.
Youâre pregnant.
He drops everything on the couch and pulls you into his arms again, his chin resting on your head as he processes this news. He feels you shaking as you cry, your tears staining his suit shirt and jacket.
You stay in each othersâ arms for what feels like hours, both of you trying to find the right words to say for this expected, yet devastating moment.
Wonwoo gently places his hands on your shoulders so he can look at you and begins thumbing away your tears as best as he can.
âI bet youâre happyâ is the first thing you say, your voice coming out as a croak.
âI know this was our goal but it doesnât mean Iâm happy about it. Y/N, Iâm sorry. But we have each other. Weâll get through this, okay?â
The gentleness in Wonwooâs voice is so foreign but it soothes you.
He takes your hand and guides you to the couch where he picks up the ultrasound.
âHow far along are you?â
â9 weeks apparently?â
Wonwooâs eyes bulge out of his head for a second and you canât help but softly laugh.
âHm all that sex for what? I did the job sooner than I thoughtâ he smirks.
You close your eyes and smile, leaning your head on the sofa. Wonwoo takes your hand in his and you feel his wedding band press into your skin.
This is your husband. Your partner for the rest of your life. You wish the two of you were friends, not bound together by familial obligations that dictated the rest of your future. You hated this part of being chaebol and you know you always will. But it has raised you and you have lived your life knowing the expectations bestowed upon you. You may have had a choice in your education and your work, but you didnât have a choice in love. Or did you?
Wonwoo is watching you lost in thought and moves closer to you.
He pokes your forehead. âHey, tell me whatâs going on up there.â
âPlease donât tell your parents yet.â
âOkay.â
He doesnât ask why but you feel obligated to explain yourself.
You play with his fingers, fidgeting with his wedding band.
âThis is a lot for me. I knew this was going to happen eventually but I canât help but feel like Iâm losing myself every time our parents get involved in every aspect of our marriage. I wish it was just us. But we probably wouldnât be married if that was the case huh?â
Wonwoo is thinking carefully about his next words.
âIt can be just us.â
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that night, Wonwoo helps you move your things into his room- or your joint room now he should call it.
youâve had many moments in this bed, none of which were pg so laying here just to sleep felt so foreign. Wonwoo is on his phone typing away and you donât know how to get closer to him without bothering him.
All of a sudden, he tosses his phone to the side and reaches for you, pulling you closer to his side and you lay your head on his chest. You trace shapes on his bare shoulder as he plays with the sleeve of your pajama top.
Heâs the first to break the comfortable silence.
âDo you think weâll be good parents?â
You think about last week when you and Wonwoo met his friend Jeonghanâs two month old baby girl. She had taken a liking to Wonwoo, wiggling in your arms and making grabby hands at him. You watched as he lifted her out of your arms, holding her in his own (beefy) arms and you couldnât help the way your heart grew at the sight. For the rest of lunch, she stayed in Wonwooâs lap, crying as she was taken away when it was time to go home.
âI think youâll make a great dad, kids seem to like you.â
âI think youâll be a wonderful mom.â
He kisses your forehead and turns off the lights. You snuggle deeper into his embrace and close your eyes.
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For the next three weeks, Wonwoo was with you for every doctorâs appointment, taking notes on his phone as he listened attentively to the many instructions thrown your way.
When you officially finished the first trimester, you both figured it was time to tell your parents.
You invited your families to your house under the guise of a regular family lunch and silently watched as your families mingled.
You broke the news shortly after everyone finished eating, blindly accepting hugs, congratulations, and questions. You couldnât wait for this to be over, feeling suffocated by your mother-in-law who was talking your ear off about unsolicited baby advice. Wonwoo pulls her away giving you space to breathe.
You were afraid that sharing this news would make you feel like this baby was no longer a baby, but a sign of your compliance to your families. You need to get away from all of this so you head outside to the little garden in your backyard and take a seat, looking over your beautiful flowers. Someone sits next to you and you donât have to turn to know who the familiar scent of cologne belongs to.
You turn to watch the breeze flow through Wonwooâs hair, a smile gracing his face at the getaway from your parents, his parents, and everything else in between. He canât say it, but you bring him comfort and peace that heâs never known before begin with you. There was something about you that made him feel like he was home and heâs never felt this way with anyone else heâs been with. Even though you didnât say it out loud, he can tell you donât want this. You donât want this marriage or this child but you take it all with grace. He hears you talking to your belly every night, telling your child moments from your day or reading bedtime stories.
He doesnât want to disappoint you on this front.
He takes your left hand in his, twisting your engagement ring and wedding band. He didnât tell you but he picked the engagement ring out himself. He remembers how heartbroken he still was- his breakup only a month fresh, as his parents dragged him to a jewelry store showing him all these massive diamonds that he honestly thought were god awful. His eyes flitted across one particular ring. You had showed him around your familyâs garden the first night you met, subtly bragging about how you had grown some of the flowers yourself. The ring he was looking at had intertwined veins making up the band with diamonds scattered throughout. The diamond in the middle was oval cut with more veins and smaller diamonds around it and he figured he at least owed you a ring that represented one of your passions. Your wedding band that matched Wonwooâs rested underneath your intricate engagement ring.
He turns to press a light kiss to your temple, both of you not realizing your parents are watching from the window, surprised at the affection the two of you have for each other and how you protect it from the world.
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a promise | a nothing new drabble
pairing: chaebol!wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader
warnings: mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy symptoms, allusions to sex
A/N: I LOVE THIS COUPLE SO MUCH!! This takes place before nothing new- reader is pregnant with Jae here. You can read this alone or enjoy the mini series and its drabbles!
You were at your vanity putting on your skincare before getting ready for bed.
You were 6 months pregnant and you were over it. Your stomach was very big and you found that you were not able to do simple tasks like putting on pants, tying your shoes, or buttoning up your jacket. And to make everything worse, you also couldnât take off your pants, untie your shoes, or unbutton your jacket. Everything made you nauseous but you were always hungry. You needed this pregnancy to be over.
The culprit who got you pregnant emerges from the bathroom after his shower with a towel around his waist, talking on the phone with someone from work you assume.
You watch as he holds his phone up to his ear with his shoulder as he puts on pants, no underwear you note.
Your husband Wonwoo was a godsend throughout your pregnancy. You hated him so much for getting you pregnant in the first place but at the same time you wanted him to fuck you senseless every time he was around you. You were getting too big for sex to be comfortable so you found⊠other ways to relieve the horniness that came with being pregnant.
âOkay, sounds good, bye.â
Wonwoo hangs up and approaches you with something in his hand. He meets your eyes in the mirror of your vanity and places a box in front of you. You look up, not sure what to expect or what the occasion was.
You take the box from him and he places both hands on your shoulders, giving them a brief massage. Youâre mildly alarmed. You and Wonwoo may have gotten along sexually as seen by your pregnancy, but other than that you donât feel like you particularly know him.
What could this be for? you wonder.
You open the box and are greeted with a beautiful necklace. Itâs a simple thing chain but what catches your eye is the pendant in the middle. Itâs two diamonds intertwined and the longer you stare at it, you realize itâs your birthstone, his, and an empty shell in the middle for your child.
Youâre stunned.
âI hope you like it. I was going to get you a bracelet but I noticed you never wear any so I figured you might like a necklace more.â
He noticed that? You hated bracelets because during college you had to write a lot and hated the way they would rub against all surfaces.
âI, uh, have a matching one somewhat.â
You turn to see heâs wearing a necklace you didnât notice before, a gold chain with two interlocking circles, the bigger one with both your birthstone diamonds and the smaller one colorless- for now.
âI can put it on you?â He offers.
You take so long to answer that he reaches in front of you to get the necklace and when his face is next to yours, you turn and hold his face to give him a kiss on the cheek.
He pauses.
You pull him in for a hug as best as you can considering youâre still sitting and heâs standing. He kneels to make it comfortable for both of you with his head resting on your shoulder. You run a hand through his hair and he looks up at you. He places his hands on your bump and gently caresses it.
âI know being pregnant is difficult for you. And I wish I could do more to help.â
Wonwoo became surprisingly soft when you found out you were pregnant. The two of you had a routine in order to make sure you got pregnant as soon as possible and you figured once he made it happen, things would go back to the way it was before- both of you not interacting and living two separate lives. But Wonwoo took care of you. He was the one who helped you put your pants on and tie your shoes and button your jacket when you were no longer able to. He held your hair back when you had morning sickness and drove an hour away when you had cravings for a specific fried chicken in the next town.
âYou have been helping. More than you know.â
You feel a sudden kick in your stomach and so does Wonwoo, smiling gracefully at your sonâs greeting to the two of you.
He presses a kiss to your bump and stands, taking the necklace out of the box and unclipping it to put it on you. You lift your hair out of the way and watch as he delicately lays it across your collarbones.
You admire it in the mirror, the diamonds shinning bright, a promise for the future ahead.
Wonwoo helps you out of your chair and leads you to your shared bed. Once youâre snuggled into the covers, he gets in and turns towards you. You get closer to him and reach forward to move his hair out of his eyes.
âYou should always keep your hair this longâ you tell him with sleepy eyes.
âYou think so? I ran into my dad today and he said it looks messy so I scheduled an appointment with my barber for tomorrow.â
You frown, not liking the idea of Wonwoo with short hair.
âWell I think this mullet looks nice.â your eyes flutter closed and Wonwoo turns to lay on his back not realizing thereâs a soft smile on his face. He turns to text his assistant.
Please cancel my appointment with the barber tomorrow.
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The Maestro 0001 - the invitation
word count - 2.8k words pairings - seventeen ot13 x fem!oc genre - mature, dark romance, cultish/yandere, mystery chapter warnings - none
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Dear Ms. Kang Raeyang,
It is with sincere solemnity that we extend our invitation to you. You have been chosen to reside within the Maestro, as per your parents' prior instructions, following their untimely departure.
In the midst of our condolences, we trust that you will heed this summons and join us promptly.
Yours faithfully,
The Residents of the Maestro
The apartment complex loomed over the quiet street. Its sleek exterior, while undeniably contemporary, exuded an aura of mystery and unease. The building's design was a juxtaposition of sharp angles and smooth curves, creating an unsettling yet intriguing silhouette against the skyline. Dark tinted windows lined its façade, offering no glimpse into the secrets hidden within.
As I approached, a chill seemed to linger in the air, sending shivers down my spine. The atmosphere around the Maestro seemed to be cloaked in a thick fog, obscuring the true nature of what lay beyond its imposing exterior. Despite its modernity, there was something ancient and foreboding about the building, as if it held secrets that had been buried for centuries. It loomed over the surrounding landscape like a silent sentinel, watching, waiting.
A heavy iron gate stood sentinel at the entrance, its bars twisted into elaborate designs that seemed to writhe and shift in the shifting light. Beyond it, a cobblestone path disappeared into the darkness.
In front of the entrance, a small security post with tinted windows stood like a sentinel, its presence adding to the eerie atmosphere. My breath hitched as I grip the invitation tightly, slowly approaching the post.Â
Upon inspection, the post seems to be empty. Its tinted windows give no clue of whether there was anyone inside of it. I raised my knuckles, politely knocking on the window three times.Â
âHello?â
The sound echoed hollowly in the still air. For a moment, there was no response, just the faint chirp of a passing bird. Then, a shuffling noise came from within, followed by the creak of a chair.
A figure emerged from the shadows, their features obscured by the tinted glass. They leaned forward, peering out at me with unseen eyes.
"Yes? Can I help you?" Their voice was muffled, distant, sending a shiver down my spine.
"Erm, h-hi," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "I received an invitation to... to live here."
There was a moment of silence, as if the figure was considering my words. Then, with a slight nod, they reached out and slid open a small panel at the base of the window.
"Give it here," they said, their voice low and gravelly.
I hesitated for a moment before passing the invitation through the opening. The figure took it, their hand disappearing back into the darkness.
It felt like eternity, before they slid the window door open with a metallic scrape. A man sat behind the window, holding the invitation. He wore a black, security guardâs outfit and had a chiselled, handsome face with a strong, angular jawline and piercing eyes. His sleek black hair frames his face in waves, and he ran a veiny hand back his hair as he handed the invitation back.Â
âYou're⊠Miss Kang Raeyang?â he asked, his voice deep and resonant, carrying a hint of intrigue.
I nodded, nervous under his strong and commanding presence. The man observed me with a judicious gaze, his eyes seeming to weigh every aspect of my being.
âMy name is Choi Seungcheol,â he said, his voice low and measured, as if each word carried a hidden weight. His lips formed a tight smile, but there was a hint of something unreadable in his eyes, shrouded behind a veil of mystery. âIâm a resident and the security guard here.â
âIâve been told to⊠show you around,â he continued, his tone betraying a reluctance. Cautiously, I bowed in response, feeling a shiver run down my spine. âIâm Kang Raeyang. Nice to meet you.â
Seungcheol shut the window panes with a deliberate click. The iron gates slowly opened, and he stepped out of his post, his movements smooth and controlled. He handed me a card, his eyes flickering to the luggage behind me.
âYour apartment has been prepared by your parents, Miss Kang,â he informed me, his tone neutral but his gaze penetrating. âThis is the key card to your apartment, 201.â
âThank you⊠You can call me Raeyang, by the way,â I replied, my voice a little uncertain as I peered at the keycard with interest. It was the size of a credit card, plain black with a âMâ logo in gold. A small â201â was etched in the corner of the card.
Seungcheol hummed softly, his expression unreadable as I looked back up at him. âLikewise. You can just call me Seungcheol.â
There was a period of awkward silence. Seungcheol's gaze lingered on me for a moment longer, as if assessing something beyond the surface. Then, with a nod, he motioned towards my luggage.
"You can leave them here," he said, his tone softening just slightly. "I'll take care of your luggage. Follow me."
With that, he turned and began walking towards the entrance of the building. I fell into step beside him, feeling a mix of apprehension and curiosity about what lay ahead. As we walked, the grandeur of the Maestro became even more apparent. The intricate details of the architecture seemed to come alive in the fading light, casting long shadows that danced across the cobblestone path.
Seungcheol remained mostly silent as we walked, his footsteps echoing in the quiet surroundings. Occasionally, he would look towards a certain direction, as if expecting somebody to be waiting there. But nobody ever showed up.
Finally, we reached the entrance, where the heavy black doors stood slightly ajar. Seungcheol pushed them open with a gentle push, revealing the dimly lit foyer beyond.
"After you," he said, his voice soft but commanding, as if granting permission to enter a forbidden realm.
I stepped inside, feeling a rush of anticipation as the doors closed behind me with a soft thud. I found myself in awe of a grand lobby adorned with marble floors and ornate chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling. The room was bathed in a warm golden glow, the light casting intricate patterns on the polished surfaces.
Seungcheol gestured towards the row of gleaming elevators at the far end of the lobby.
"Your apartment is on the second floor," he explained, his voice echoing faintly in the spacious room. I nodded, following him towards the elevators. The doors slid open silently as we approached, revealing a plush interior with mirrored walls. Seungcheol pressed the button for the second floor, and the elevator began its ascent with a soft hum.
As we rose, I couldn't help but steal glances at Seungcheol. There was something about him, something mysterious and intriguing, that drew me in despite my apprehension.Â
After Mum and Dad died in the sudden car crash, they left me nothing but some money and an instruction to wait for an invitation to an apartment building, which they had signed me up for. But why? Why this place? Why didnât they tell me anything when they were alive?
These questions plagued my thoughts as the elevator came to a stop. The doors slid open, revealing a long hallway lined with doors. Seungcheol led the way, his steps echoing on the polished floor. As we reached the door marked with the number 201, Seungcheol paused. âHere.â
With a deep breath, I slid the keycard into the lock and pushed open the door, stepping into the apartment that was to be my new home. Inside, the space was bathed in soft lamplight, casting a warm glow over the furnishings. It was tastefully decorated, with touches of elegance and comfort that spoke of my parents' love and care.
But even as I took in the familiar surroundings, a sense of unease lingered in the air. What secrets lay hidden behind these walls? And why had my parents chosen to keep me in the dark?
"New neighbour?" I jumped at the new voice, turning around. A young man stood in front of the door opposite mine, his almond-shaped eyes peering at me with interest. He was dressed in a plain white tank top that accentuated his toned arms,and blue jeans that hugged his legs comfortably. Seungcheol frowned.
"Soonyoung, you scared her."
"Sorry," Soonyoung scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "I was just about to go over to Chanâs; he had a new routine to show me."
If Seungcheolâs aura was commanding and mysterious, Soonyoung was the opposite. He cheerfully walked over to us, holding out a hand. "Hi, Iâm Kwon Soonyoung. You can call me by my stage name Hoshi," he beamed, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth. "I live in 202.â
âIâm Kang Raeyang. You can just call me by my name,â I said, shaking his hand carefully. His skin was cool to the touch, like it was dipped in iced water. âNice to meet you, Hoshi.â
Soonyoung gave me another huge smile before turning to Seungcheol. âHow come youâre the one showing Raeyang around? I thought Jeonghan hyung was supposed to do the job.â
Seungcheol's expression shifted subtly, a shadow passing over his features before he replied, "Jeonghan is busy with other matters."
Soonyoung nodded, though there was a curious glint in his eyes as he glanced back at me âWell, I really need to go. You can always look for me if you need help,â he said, jabbing his thumb in the direction of his apartment door. âSee you around, Raeyang.âÂ
With that, he flashed me one last bright smile before bouncing off towards the elevator. Seungcheol cleared his throat, attracting my attention.Â
âYour parentâs lawyer lives in the Maestro,â he said. âHe will be here shortly to explain some things to you. I advise you to wait in the apartment while I go get your luggage.â
I nodded, taking in his words. The mention of my parents' lawyer only added to the mystery surrounding this place.
"Alright," I replied. "I'll wait in the apartment."
Seungcheol gave a curt nod before heading off to retrieve my luggage. As I watched him go, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was much more to this buildingâand to my parents' intentionsâthan met the eye.Â
I entered my apartment. It was small and cosy, with a few decorative plants scattered around. The soft light filtering in through the windows added to the warm atmosphere. Seungcheol mentioned that my parents had decorated the place for me, and I smiled when I saw a framed photo of my parents and I on the counter.
The sight of their smiling faces brought a bittersweet pang to my heart. Despite the unanswered questions surrounding their sudden passing, it was comforting to have a piece of them here with me.
I moved further into the apartment, exploring the space. The living area was furnished with a comfortable-looking couch and a coffee table, while the kitchenette boasted modern appliances and neatly organised cabinets. Another soft smile found its way to my face when I saw a bookshelf filled with books on the wall.Â
A hallway led to the bedroom, where a cosy-looking bed awaited me, adorned with soft blankets and plump pillows. It was a simple yet inviting space, one that felt like home despite its unfamiliarity.
I left the bedroom, taking a book from the shelves before settling on the couch. The Girls, by Emma Cline. I frowned, staring at the cover of the book.
Strange. I donât read books of this genre.
Just as I was about to open the book and flip through its pages, the doorbell rang. I hurried over to the door, revealing a tall, lean man standing outside. His presence exuded a sense of polished professionalism. He stood tall and composed, with an air of confidence that commanded attention. His dark hair was neatly styled, framing his face in a way that accentuated his striking features.
Dressed in a well-fitted suit, the man spoke, his voice was smooth and articulate, carrying a sense of assurance.
"Miss Kang Raeyang?" he said, his tone professional yet warm. I nodded. âYouâre my parentâs lawyer?â
His lips were set in a gentle curve and his eyes crinkled kindly into a crescent moon. âYes. My name is Hong Jisoo, or Joshua. Do you mind if I help you with these?â He gestured to the luggages behind him. âCheol had to rush back, so he told me to help you.â
âOh, thank you, Joshua!â I said gratefully. Joshua flashed me a small smile before he easily lifted the two heavy suitcases into the apartment. "I am sure that you have many questions, Miss Kang," Joshua said as I quickly pushed the suitcases into the bedroom. "Iâll try my best to answer them.âÂ
âPlease, take a seat. Iâll make you some tea⊠Do you have a preference?â I turned to Joshua, who sat on the couch. He thought for a moment.
âSome earl grey tea will do, Miss Kang,â Joshua replied.
âAlright. Do call me Raeyang,â I replied as I busied myself in the kitchen, putting the kettle on the stove and retrieving the tea leaves and cups. The layout of the kitchen was surprisingly similar to the one in the house where both my parents and I lived.
As I waited for the water to boil, I couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation and nervousness that hung in the air. Peeking from the kitchen, I could see Joshua looking around the living room, humming contentedly. He seems nice⊠and very handsome.
In fact, the three men Iâve come across were all very good looking. Seungcheol, mysterious. Hoshi, friendly. Joshua here gives me an aura of a gentleman.
I shook my head, dispelling the thoughts, and went back to preparing the tea. When it was ready, I set it on a tray, placing it in front of Joshua.
"HereâŠ" I said, offering Joshua the tray with a small smile.
Joshua gave me a nod of thanks as he took a cup and had a sip of the warm tea. âLike I said earlier, Raeyang, Iâm pretty sure you have many questions about this arrangement. I cannot promise that I know the answer to all of them, but I am pretty sure I can answer some basic ones.â He sat the cup down back on the tray, turning to me. âLetâs hear them.â
âFirstly, when did my parents get me an apartment in this place?â I questioned.Â
âYour parents actually own this building, Raeyang,â Joshua dropped the bombshell, his words heavy with significance. I gaped at him in shock. âWhat?â
âIn fact, I am considered a tenant of yours,â Joshua continued, taking another sip of tea. âNow that your parents have passed, and the building is under your name.â
âI-I seeâŠâ I stammered, still digesting the fact. âI never knewâŠâ
âNow you do.â Joshua said kindly. âIf I am not wrong, the documents are in your letterbox already. Have Cheol shown you where it is?â You shook your head robotically in answer. âNo worries, I'll retrieve it for you.â
âThank you.â You composed yourself. âSecondly⊠Did my parents leave anything else for me other than this building?â
Joshua shook his head. âIâm afraid not.â I nodded. âI see. Since when did my parents own this building?â
âFor quite a long time.â Joshua answered. âPerhaps, around the time when you were born.â
Twenty five years? I couldnât help but let out a chuckle of disbelievement. How could Mum and Dad keep something like that from me for twenty-five years? What other secrets are they keeping from me?Â
âI understand how you are feeling now, Raeyang.â Joshuaâs smooth voice pulled me out of my darkening thoughts. It was then I realised that tears were gathering in my eyes. I quickly wiped them away, embarrassed. âSorryâŠâÂ
âThereâs no need to apologise, Raeyang,â Joshua said gently, his eyes filled with empathy. âItâs perfectly natural to feel overwhelmed by all of this. Your parents loved you very much, and Iâm sure they had their reasons for keeping this from you.âÂ
I must have said my thoughts out loud. "I guess soâŠ" I sniffed, dabbing at my eye. Joshua turned away for a moment, peering intently at the artificial plant next to the couch. I was grateful for him to give me a little private moment to gather my thoughts.
When I composed myself, Joshua turned back to me. âLetâs talk about this another day,â he suggested, reaching for the tea again. âOver here at the Maestro, we usually would have dinner together. The residents of the Maestro,â he added, noticing my look of confusion. âYou should join us; itâll be a great way for you to get to know the rest of us later.â
I nodded, feeling a sense of relief at the suggestion. "That sounds like a good idea. Thank you, Joshua."
Joshua smiled warmly. "Of course, Raeyang. Over here, we all support each other. Youâre part of us now.â He stood up and I followed him. âDinner starts at seven, apartment 301. If youâre not sure of where to go, just look for Soonyoung. I believe you have already met him.â
âIâll see you out,â I said, following him to the door. Before he left, Joshua turned to me, holding out his hand with a smile on his face.
âI forgot to say this,â he said softly as I held onto his ice-cold palms, shaking them. âWelcome to the family, Raeyang.â
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the morning after | a nothing new drabble
Part 2 to First Time
Pairing: chaebol! Wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader
Summary: you and your arranged marriage husband just had sex for the first time. What happens when the sun rises?
Content: very heavy smut MDNI, 18+ only IM SERIOUS, dom!wonwoo, honestly super gross LMAOOOOOOO đ«Łđ«Łđ«Ł but hey sometimes it needs to be written.
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you wake up to the sound of the sink running. You stretch, feeling the sun hit your face as you realize youâre naked.
Right.
You and Wonwoo had sex last night for the first time.
Speaking of the devil, you hear the bathroom door open and watch Wonwoo emerge from the bathroom completely naked. His erect dick bounces ever so slightly as he walks towards you. You didnât really get a chance to look at him last night so you take in his whole body but your eyes stay fixated on his dick which is very thick with veins running along his shaft. His body is muscular with big pecs and strong arms. You canât help but blush as you remember moments from last night when you were manhandled.
Wonwoo sits next to your form still under the covers and looks down at you. He brushes a hand through your hair and pushes it off your shoulders so theyâre bare.
You then watch as he rubs his thumb on the tip of his dick, collecting the pre cum thatâs been forming. All while maintaining eye contact. He moans quietly as his thumb becomes lathered with cum. He then uses his other hand to grab your jaw and he brings his thumb with cum to your lips silently commanding you to open your mouth. You part your lips and he stuffs his thumb inside.
âSuck.â
You oblige and suck his thumb clean. He pulls down the blankets covering your body to expose your breasts to the morning breeze and you feel your nipples harden instantly. He takes his thumb out of your mouth and uses it to circle your nipples watching as you moan and turn your head towards his body.
He then decides he wants to introduce you to his dick so he pulls you into sitting position at the edge of the bed as he stands right in front of you. Youâre not low enough- your eyes level with his stomach so he takes your arm and forces you on your knees.
Thatâs better he thinks.
He wishes he could take a picture of you like this. You on your knees looking up at him so innocently.
He spots an armchair in the corner of the room so he sits there and tells you to crawl. So crawl you do with a red face embarrassed that you would do anything Wonwoo asked of you.
He grabs his dick and tells you he wants you to get to know it.
âGive it a kissâ he whispers as he moves it slightly.
You lean forward and place a kiss on the shaft.
âNow the tip. Kiss the tip.â
You press a soft kiss the tip watching as his head falls back exposing his neck. You rest your hands on his thighs awaiting his next instructions.
Youâve never seen Wonwoo like this. You had no idea he had this much of a dominant personality in the bedroom and it makes your heart beat faster as you think about what else he can do to you.
Wonwoo tells you to just kiss and trace around all parts of his dick. He notices your hesitation and taps his dick on your cheek telling you to get started.
You take it in your hands and press feathery kisses all along the shaft, stopping to lick the veins all the way down. You also trace the veins with your fingertips watching as his dick moves on its own, reacting to your touch. Wonwoo is completely shaven so you kiss your way down to the base of his dick and press your lips to that area. Your hands find his balls and you gently massage them as you rest your head on his thigh. He brings a hand to your head, just resting there for support.
You let go of his balls and move to lay your cheek on his dick looking up at him as you tell him youâre tired.
He lifts you up and brings you both back into bed. He stacks some pillows so he can lay against them while he pushes you down to rest your cheek on his dick again. He feels your wedding ring hit his dick as your hand makes its way to his thigh and he swears he feels himself get harder.
His dick is so warm against your face and you nuzzle in deeper, closing your eyes and falling asleep with Wonwoo brushing his fingers through your hair.