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One Book, Many Worlds

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Slow updates!

Chapter 1: Info/Requests

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I do my own one-shots, but I also take requests.

For requests:

Name of character:

Which male Korean artist/actor:

Short summary:

 

Example:

Name of character: Bella

Which male Korean artist/actor: Rm from BTS

Short summary: RM is secretly dating Bella, no one knows. While on a date, someone has taken a picture and posted it online. RM had to come forward about it.  

Chapter 2: Chanyeol

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"Are you ready for father/son day", Tia asked her five-year old son, Jay 

"Yea, when is Daddy go to get her?" He replied happily.

"Any moment now", Tia answered back as someone knock on the door, "Who could that be?" 

"Daddy?" Tia's son happily answered.

"Well, let's go see," Tia replied as you went to get the door. Tia opened the door and her boyfriend of nine years.

"Yeol," you happily said as you move a side to let him in

*Pic not mine credit to original owner*

"Yeol," Tia happily said as she move a side to let him in.

"Hi, babe" Chanyeol said back, pulling his mask down to give her a kiss, after Tia close the door

"Ewww" their son said in disgust.

They pulled away, laughing and look at him.

"Hey, little man, you're going to give your dad a hug" Chanyeol said to him as he spread his arms wide, waiting for a hug.

"Daddy!" Jay shouted happy, running into his father waiting arms.

"Ready for father/son day" Chanyeol asked Jay.

"Yea, wha we go to do?" Jay asked back as he let go of his father to look at his face.

"Fun stuff" Yeol replied.

"Lik wha?" Jay asked.

"You'll see," Yeol said back.

"But"

"Look at you guys matching, let me take a picture" Tia said interrupting their moment.

"Look at you guys matching, let me take a picture" you said interrupting their moment

*Imagine them facing forward; also, pic not mine, credit to owner*

"Ok, you guys got to get going" Tia said after taking the photo.

"Ok, let get going, Jay" Yeol said taking his hand and pulling his mask back up. Tia open the door for them.

"Bye, Mommy" Jay said waving as he want out the door with his dad.

"Bye, sweetie, have fun" Tia repiled and closed the door.

Chapter 3: Johnny (NCT)

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Johnny pov

"When is your friend's plane going to land?" Mark asked, looking so tired even though, we have only been here for an hour.

"She said going to land in Korea at 2pm," I said as I look at my watch. "And it's 1:58, so in two minutes."

I went back to looking through Twitter, while looking at Twitter, I saw Mira tweet:

 While, looking at twitter, I saw y/n's tweet:

                 *Pic not mine, credit to owner* 

I put my phone away after seeing that. I look at the board and saw that it says the flight from Florida just landed. I got up from my seat and look for Mira among the other people getting out the exit. After a few minutes, I don't see her; I started to panic and got my phone put to text her.

"Is that her?" Mark asked, pointing at the exit. I looked up and saw Mira looking around. She made eye contact with me and smiled. She started walking, more like running towards me. She almost fell but catches herself. I laughed, it's wrong to laugh, but oh well. 

"Johnny!" She yelled happily as she got to me, giving me a hug.

"You don't know how much I missed you" she said as we let go of each other

                          *Pic not mine, credit to owner*

"You don't know how much I missed you, " she said as we let go of each other.

"I missed you too" I replied. She smiled.

"Have you gotten taller?" She asked.

"No, you're just short" I answered laughing.

"Hey! I'm only 5'3 and that average height, " she said hitting me in the arm.

"Whatever you said, shorty," I said back, rubbing my arm. I heard someone clear their voices behind us and I look back to see Mark and Jaehyun. Oops, forget about them being here with me.

"Sorry guys, forget about you guys," I said to him.

"Of course, you did," Jaehyun said back.

"Anyways, Mira this-" I started to say, but got cut off by Mira.

"OMG, why didn't you tell me Mark and Jaehyun were going to be here?" she asked, smiling really big which kind of looks creepy. Oh, right, did I tell you she a big nctzen.

Chapter 4: Taeyong 1

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All the idols of SM entertainment are in the lounge area for a meeting with Lee Soo-man. They all were socializing with each other when Lee Soo-man walked out of the elevator. They stood up to greet him and he greeted back

"I called all of you here today for a special thing. Every four years, the CEO of P.O.I.R(Protectors of Idols' Rights) comes to our company to interview idols about how they are being treated here. Today, the new CEO, Kim Destiny will be coming and she is more strict and cruel than the last CEO. She can shut down companies with the snap of her fingers, so I want you guys to give only good reviews about the company. Do you understand?" Soo-man said as all idols nodded their head and said,

"Yes" 

"Good, she will be here at any moment and there she is," said Soo-man as he points to the entrance of the building with his eyes and everybody turned around to see a young African American woman walk inside while the doors are being held by her two of her four bodyguards. She and her bodyguards walked towards where everybody is and stopped in front of Lee Soo-man.

"Good morning, Ms. Kim, glad you can make it here safely. Everyone, this is Ms. Kim. Please greet" Soo-man introduced as everyone greet her and she greets back.

"Good morning, Mr. Lee," Ms. Kim said as she looked around making sure all the idols under SM entertainment are there. She made eye contact with Taeyong and saw him smile and wave at her, but she just looks away from him and continue looking around, "Where is Mr. Zhang?" 

 "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, you mean, Lay?" Soo-man asked

"Yes, who else would I be talking about" answered Ms. Kim

"Well, he is in China doing a showcase, so he couldn't be here today" Soo-man nervously answered her previous question.

"Mr. Lee, I specifically told you that I wanted everyone here today," Ms. Kim said tightly

"I know, but this was already planned. It will be hard to reschedule" Soo-man explained as Ms. Kim nodded in understanding. She turned to one of her bodyguards and whispered, "Find out where Zhang Yixing really is?" She turned back to Soo-man and asked,

"Where would I be holding the interviews?"

  "Oh, yes, Myung will show where the interviews will be held" Soo-man answered, pointing to a tall man next to him. Myung stepped up and said,

"Right this way Ms. Kim" 

Myung started to lead the way and Ms. Kim followed with her bodyguards.

Part 2 coming soon...

Chapter 5: Jackson and Jinyoung

Summary:

Requested by: opencoloringbook (Hope it is what you had in mind)

 

*Sorry for the grammar mistakes, English is no my first language*

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Jackson and Jinyoung have been doing the variety show, TodLiv, for a couple of months, where they are fathers to two twin toddlers each, living together. They take care of their children.

It’s another day of TodLiv, but it is a special day. It’s picking a mom day. Jackson and Jinyoung woke up from different rooms, Jinyoung went into the kitchen to make breakfast, while Jackson went to wake up his children and Jinyoung’s children after they each took a shower. He first went into his twins’ room. 

“It’s time to wake up sweeties. Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo” Jackson’s said, shaking the twin girls gently. They opened their eyes and once they saw their daddy, they smiled.  

“Appa”  

“Good morning” He greeted them, moving hair away from their face.

“Goo’ morning” They greeted back 

“Do you want to help me wake up Sung-Ho and Sung-Jin?”He asked them.

“Ya!” 

“Okay, then, let’s go,” He said, pulling the blanket away from their faces. Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo got off the bed and follow their daddy to Sung-ho and Sung-jin’s room. He opened the door and Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo ran, screaming, “Wake up HoHo and Jinnie!” Sung-ho and Sung-Jin woke with their eyes wide and started crying. Jackson ran to them, comforting them.

“Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo, that’s not how we wake people up. You scared them” he scolded them. Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo looked down, feeling guilty, “We sorrwe, Sung-Ho and Sung-Jin.” Sung-Ho and Sung-Jin got off the bed and went to hug them.

“It, okay AeAe and SeoSeo” Sung-ho and Sung-Jin said. Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo hugged them back. 

“Okay, now who wants to shower first,” Jackson asked.

“We do!” Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo and Sung-Ho and Sung-Jin yelled at the same time.

“My boys will go first since my girls went first last time. Okay?” Jackson said. All set of twins nodded. Sung-Ho and Sung-Jin followed him to the bathroom after he grabbed them a pair of clothes, while Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo went to their room to play with their toys to wait for their turn. After 30 minutes, Jackson came and got them. They made their way downstairs to the kitchen.

“Appa!” Sung-Ho and Sung-Jin shouted, running to hug their father.

“Good morning, my boys” Jinyoung greeted, returning their hug. They all sat down and had their breakfast. After they finished, Jackson did the dishes, while Jinyoung and the kids went to put their shoes on. Jackson came to put his shoes on after he finished the dishes. 

“Who’s ready to pick a mom?” Jackson asked once he got his shoes on.

“Me!” the two sets of twins shouted at the same time. 

“Okay, then, let’s go find a mommy,” Jinyoung said, grabbing Sung-Ho and Sung-Jin's hands, while Jackson does the same with Eun-Ae and Eun-Seo. They made their way out the door with the cameraman following them. They only had to walk a block to where the pick a mom event is going on. They made their way inside the building. They were the second ones there. Another idol father and their children were there. They greeted each other.

“Hi, Jackson and Jinyoung”

“Hi, Minho and Key” both Jackson and Jinyoung greeted back as they took a seat in the chairs next to them. 

“Any guesses how this event is going go?” Minho asked

“No idea” Jinyoung replied. Sung-Ho and Sung-Jin pulled on their appa’s sleeves. Jinyoung looked at them.

“Appa, have to pee,” they both said

“Me too,” Eun-Seo said

“Okay, I will take and you stay with Eun-Ae,” Jackson told Jinyoung as he got up with Eun-Seo, Sung-Jin and Sung-Ho. They made their way to the restroom, which for some reasons is in a corner of a hallway away from eye sights, next to the back exit door. They went inside one of the stalls in the male restroom. It was too small to fit all of them. 

“I will help Sung-Jin and Sung-Ho, Eun-Seo go into the next stall. Once you are done Seo wait for us near this stall, okay” Jackson said as he went inside the stall with Ho and Jin, while Seo went in the next stall. Seo was done after a few minutes and went out the stall to wash her hands and waited near the stall that the others are in. Jackson let Jin out to wash his hands. He was to short to reach the skin, so Seo picked him up to reach. A man came into the restroom.

“Excuse me, the event is starting” He said.

“Just a second” Jackson answered from inside the stall.

“Appa, I went to go pick mom” Seo said as she put Jin back down.

“Me too” Jin said 

“I can take them back to the event, if you want” the man offered. 

“If it’s not a trouble to you” Jackson said as he got out of the stall with Ho. 

“It’s not” the man replied as he took Seo and Jin with him out the restroom, leaving Jackson helping Ho wash his hands. Little did Jackson know, that man was not a staff of the event. He did not take the kids back to the event, but out the back exit door with his accomplices waiting.

“APPA!!!” Seo screamed as she realized the man was not a good man. Jackson runned out the restroom with Ho in his arms to see Seo and Jin being taken back three men out the back door. Others, including Jinyoung and Ae came running. 

“What happened?”

“Hold Sung-Ho and call 119” that all Jackson said, before taking off after the kidnappers. He didn’t know the directions they went, but he went straight, following the path between the wall and the building.

~With the kidnappers~

The kidnappers kept moving their through the straight allay. They straight allay ended and they had no choice but to turn into another alley. As they were moving their way in that alley, they stopped as the back door of a bakery open and two women came out, each holding trash bags. The women were having a conversation about what their special pastry should be today. They stopped their conversation when they saw three men in black, holding two children that seem to be struggling to get free. Seo bite the hand of the kidnapper that was holding her, making him let her mouth go, “Help.” The women dropped the trash their were holding and stand in front of the kidnappers, blocking their escape route. The man that wasn’t holding anyone stepped up and charged at the women. They dodged and and the man turned around and attacked one of them. She grabbed his hand and twisted behind his back and smacked him in the side of his neck, knocking him out. She dropped him and turned back around towards the other kidnappers. They let the kids go and the kids made a run for the women. 

The women hide them behind their back. The woman that Jin ran to told him to stay with the other woman, who called 119. She turned to the two kidnappers, one of them attacked her. She grabbed his hand and twisted behind his back, while she was occupied that other man tried to attack her, but she kicked him in the stomach. She knocked the one she is holding out and turned, “And there was one left.” The man turned around and ran back to allay he came from, but the woman chased him and tackled him down, putting him in a choke hold until he fall unconscious. She lets him go and turned around, Jin ran back to her. She picked him up and hold him, comforting him, while the other woman does the same to Seo. Jackson came from where the kidnappers came from, panting. He locked up and saw the three kidnappers knocked out on the floor. He saw two women holding Seo and Jin. He walked to them, but they hold up a fighting stand, thinking he is another kidnapper. He put up his hands in a surrender, “Seo and Jin” Seo and Jin lifted their hand from the women’s neck and turned around and saw theri father and uncle.

“Appa”

“Uncle Jackie” 

The women let them down and they ran to Jackson. He hugged them and kissed their cheeks, relief that they are safe. The women walked up to them. Jackson stood up with Seo and Jin in his arms and looked at the women in gratitude.

“Thank you for saving them.” He said in English.

“It was no problem. Anyone would have done the same.” One of the women said back in Korean. They heard police sirens and turned to see the police were there. One of the detectives came to them.

“Athena, Artemis, what happened here?” He asked the women.

“Appa, these men,” Athena said gesturing to the kidnappers on the ground, “were trying to kidnap these kids, but Art and I stopped them.” Their adopted father nodded and praise them. 

“You guys go back in the bakery and away from the press” he ordered them. Athena and Artemis, gestured for Jackson and the kids to follow them. Athena unlocked the back door of the bakery and held the door for Jackson and the kids, Artemis and her following behind. They led them to one of the tables, the bakery wasn’t open yet since they opened later in the day. 

“Would like some cookies, Seo and Jin?” Artemis asked the kids, to which they nodded. She went to get some cookies from the display case. She came back and set the plate of cookies in front of Seo and Jin, who immediately started eating them. She pulled a chair next to Athena and sat down. 

“So, you know I’m Athena and this is my twin sister Artemis and you are Jackson Wang, right?” Athena asked. 

“Yes I am”

“Nice to meet you, Jackson. How did this all happen? If you don’t mind me asking,” Athena asked. When Jackson wanted to answer, he was interrupted by banging on the window. They turned to see Jinyoung, Ae, and Ho outside the bakery. 

“You know them?” Athena asked

“Of course, he does. It’s Park Jinyoung is an ex-band member, duh” Artemis said, rolling her eyes at her sister's stupid question.

“Appa” Jin said, happily waving to the man as Artemis got up to open the door for them and closed it after them. The man went and hugged Jin.

“Appa, ‘m ea’ing” Jin said with a mouth full of cookies. Ae and Ho started eating the last cookies on the plate. 

“Hey, those are ours!” Seo shouted.

“Don’t worry Seo, I will get you some more” Artemis said, grabbing the plate and going to get more cookies, but was stopped by Jinyoung.

“No more cookies for them” 

“No, appa, I wan’ some,” Ho and Jin said at the same time. 

“You can’t have too much sweeties”

“Well, how about I pack you some to eat later?” Artemis asked

“Yea” the two set of twins shouted. Artemis turned to Jinyoung.

“It that fine?” she asked him, to which he nodded. She went to pack some cookies for the kids. 

“Is the event still going to go on?” Jackson asked Jinyoung. 

“I don’t know. We have to get back and see” Jinyoung answered. They started getting up as Artemis came back with the cookies and handed them to Jinyoung. 

“How much do I owe you for the batch they have eaten and this one?” 

“Don’t worry, it’s on the house. They went through a traumatic experience, so they deserve a treat,” Artemis answered, “Also, I know you are Park Jinyoung, but who are these two cuties with you”

“Thank you, They are Eun-Ae and Sung-Ho,” Jinyoung said.

“Well, it is very nice to meet Eun-Ae and Sung-Ho, I’m Artemis, and that over there is my twin sister Athena,” Artemis replied.

“Nice to mee’ you too” Ae and Ho said shyly, hiding behind Jinyoung’s legs. Artemis smiled at them.

“Thanks again,” Jackson said. Athena and Artemis smiled, leading them to the door, but they can go out. Seo hugged Athena and Jin hugged Artemis.

“Appa, Ena to be our mother,” Seo said to Jackson

“And, I wan’ Art to be our mother, Appa,” Jin said to Jinyoung. When both of them said that they were shocked as well as Athena and Artemis with a blush on their faces. 

“Sorry guys, they can’t since they are not part of the event,” Jinyoung said, sadly to them. 

“I’m sorry about them,” Jackson said to Athena and Artemis. 

“It’s okay, if I may ask, what is this all about?” Athena asked. 

“Well, we are part of this variety show called TodLiv, where were are fathers to them. We are not their real father. The show is having a pick a mom event, where the kids can pick who will play as their mother in the show. The event already picked women for the kids to choose from. I don’t even know if it will still be continued after all that happened,” Jinyoung explained. 

“Cool, sounds like fun,” Artemis said. 

“Can they come with us and we ask if they can be our mothers?” Seo asked Jackson. 

“I don’t know,” Jackson said

“Plea’” is all set of twins begging using their puppy dog eyes on them. Jackson and Jinyoung couldn’t resist them. So, they signed 

“Fine,” they said. The twins cheered.

“But, if only Athena and Artemis are okay with it,” Jackson said. Then the twins turned to Athena and Artemis, begging them in the same way they did with the fathers. 

“I guess we can not open the bakery for today,” Artemis said to Athena

“Or we can call Seoyoung and have her open the bakery and be the assistant manager for today.” Athena suggested. Artemis agreed and Artemis Seoyoung.

“Hello, Seoyoung” 

“Can you do Athena and me a favor?”

“Can you open the bakery for us and be in charge?”

“Don’t worry about that, just sell what we have on the display. And Athena and I bake some more pastry this morning. A couple of them are in the freezer and the rest are on the counter in the kitchen with a cover on them. If you sell everything, then just closed the bakery.” 

“Great, thank you, you are the best, bye” Artemis ended the call and turned to the twins with a smile, “We can come to the event with you now.” The twins cheered in excitement. They all left the bakery and made their way back to the building of the pick a mom event with Seo holding Athena’s hand, Ae holding Jackson’s hand, Jin holding Artemis’s hand, and Ho holding Jinyoung’s hand. They look like a happy family. They went inside the building once they got there. As soon as they got inside, they heard yelling.

“Eun-Seo, Eun-Ae!” 

“Sung-Jin and Sung-Ho!” 

“Appa and Eomma!” The set of twins yelled at the same time, letting off the hands, they were holding, and running to their real mother and father. The parents hugged their children. Jackson and Jinyoung went to apologize to the parents. 

“We so sorry”

“I don’t blame you, but the company of the show.” the father said and turned to Athena and Artemis, “ Were ones that saved children?

“Yes, we were” Athena replied in Korean, she kind of understand, why people assume that they can’t speak korean. When she spoke in korean, they were shocked. 

“Thank you fro saving my children” the mothers thank them. 

“It was no problem. Anyone would have done the same.” Artemis replied.

“Sorry Jackson and Jinyoung, but we will be taking our children from this program”

“Do what is best for you and your children” Jinyoung replied. They nodded and took their children away after they hugged Jackson, Jinyoung, Athena, and Artemis. All the other parents did the same with theirs. The leader of the show came to them.

“The show will be canceled, this shouldn’t have happened. Thank you both for being in the show” He thanked Jackson and Jinyoung.

“It was no problem. We enjoyed being on the show.” Jackson said back. The leader nodded and left. Jackson and Jinyoung turned to Athena and Artemis.

“Sorry, you had to come all over just to end up going back” Jackson replied.

“It doesn’t have to end here” Artemis suggested, “we can hang out together if you are not busy.” Athena elbowed her sister, whispering 

“What is wrong with you”

“What? You like him and I like Jinyoung, so let's take this opportunity and use it” 

Jackson and Jinyoung heard their conversation and smiled and looked at each other, nodding. 

“Sure, why not”

“Sure, it’s a date,” Jackson said, winking at Athena, who blushed.

“Where do you want to go?”

“We can go grab lunch, and-” Artemis started, but was interrupted by Athena.

“And then, go to this new arcade that opened,” Athena said, excitedly, before adding, “If you guys are okay with that, if not, I’m fine with where ever” 

“Yea, we can go to new arcade. I always wanted to check it out as soon as it opened” Jackson said agreeing with Athena. 

“It’s settled then,” Jinyoung said, calling a taxi. They went inside the taxi and Jinyoung directed the taxi driver to take them to Gwanghwamun Ichungjib.

 

~Timeskip to end of the date (cause it's getting longer than I want it)~

 

After their date, Jackson and Jinyoung walked Athena and Artemis up to the door next to the bakery door since they live in the house above the bakery. They were holding the stuffed animals that they won for themselves and the ones that the girls won for themselves. The girls won some for the boys as well, which are left in the taxi, which is waiting for them. 

“Thanks for today, it was fun. It has been so long since we had this much fun with handling the bakery and everything” Artemis said, smiling at Jinyoung

“You’re welcome, We had fun as well”

“We will see you tomorrow, bye,” Jackson said as Artemis unlocked the door.

“Bye,” Athena and Artemis said and went into their home with their stuffed animals. Jackson and Jinyoung turned to make their way back to the taxi, but stopped when they saw the door open again and Athena and Artemis came out. 

“Is something wrong,” Jinyoung asked. Athena and Artemis didn’t say anything, just walked up to them and kissed them on the cheeks. Then, they ran back inside their home. Jackson and Jinyoung stood there shocked, then smiled, holding their cheeks. The taxi driver honked at them.

“I don’t have all day to wait for you guys to stop fantasizing about your girlfriends.” The taxi driver said, snapping them back into reality. They made their way inside the taxi, apologizing to the driver. 

“It’s fine. They are a keeper, I heard about them saving the lives of those children.” He said. Jackson and Jinyoung agreed with him as all of them made their way towards traffic. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 6: Wonho, Kihyun, and Kiho

Summary:

Requested by: opencoloringbook (Hope it is what you had in mind)

 

*Sorry for the grammar mistakes*

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Kiho, kihyun, and Wonho applied to be kindergarten teachers at Mexiara Elementary School. They all just received an email, saying they got the positions. The weird thing is that all of them were asked this one question, which was Would you teach students that weren’t human and why? They must have given the right response to that question, but what they don’t know is that the school they applied for was a school for Faeries. They started working the next week which is when the new school year starts, today was Friday. They are in for a surprise, let’s hope they don’t quit on their first day.

~Next Week~

Kiho, Kihyun, and Wonho live in an apartment they got together which is 30 minutes away from the school. The weird thing that finds about the school is that is deep in the forest away from civilizations. They have gotten their badges in their mail with directions on where to park any vehicles over the weekend. They were asked to keep the badges on them at all times and it is their only way to enter the school. They were driving their way to the school through the forest in the same car that Wonho was driving. From the corner of his eyes, Kiho saw something fly by the side of car. 

“What was that?” he asked Kihyun and Wonho.

“What?” Kihyun asked 

“I just saw something fly by car.”

“It was probably a bird” Wonho answered.

“No, it can’t be; it was too big to be a bird. It was bigger than an eagle.” 

“Who knows, we are here,” Wonho said as he stop at an entrance to a garbage. He scanned his badge, but it asked him to scan the other people in the car badges as well.

“Give me your badges, I have to scan them also” he asked kihyun and Kiho. They gave it to him. 

“This school must have very high security. It cares about protecting the children, which I like.” Kihyun said, Kiho agreeing with him. Once Wonho scanned their badges, he handed them back to them. They put them back on. The gate opened and Wonho drove inside. He found a parking space and parked the car. They got out of the car and made their way to the elevator. They pressed the button and got side it. As the door was closing, they heard a shout of someone saying,

“Hold that door, please!”

Wonho pressed the button to open the door again. Three women got inside the elevator.

“Thank you so much,” One of them said as they catch their breath. Once they caught their breath, they turned to look at the men in the elevator with them. They don’t seem to recognize them.

“You guys must be the new kindergarten teachers” one of them said. 

“Yes, we are. I’m Shin Wonho, they are Yoo Kihyun and Kim Kiho.” Wonho said back. 

“Well, it very nice to meet you guys. I’m Naida, they are Diantha and Venish. We are the magic teachers” Naida said, trying not to tell them what they really teach to the children. 

“When you say magic teachers, you mean you teach the children magic tricks?” Kiho asked.

“Yes something like that” Venish replied as the door the elevator opened. They stepped out.

“Do you know where you suppose to go?” Naida asked the boys. 

“We supposed to meet with the principal in the auditorium. Do you know where that is?” Wonho said. 

“Yes, I do. We are also headed there as well, so just follow us.” Naida replied as they all made their way to there. Once they got there, there were the other teachers were already there. They found seats and sat down. A few minutes later, the principal, Ms.Ilayda walked onto the stage.

“Good morning everyone” she greeted as everyone greeted back, “this meeting will be quick. I just want to introduce the new kindergarten teachers. Mr. Shin, Mr. Yoo, and Mr. Kim would you please stand up.” Wonho, Kihyun and Kiho stood up, bowing. Then, they sat down. 

“Please, welcome them with open arms and help them with any problems” Mrs. Ilayda said, “that will be all, you are dismissed”

“Wait, we aren’t going to tell them about what our school is?” Someone asked. 

“There is no need, they will find out on their own” Ms. Ilayda replied and she left the stage. Everybody starting leaving the auditorium.

“Do you know what that person mean?” Kihyun asked the girls. 

“Yes, but it is nothing extreme” Diantha answered as they left the auditorium.

“Okay, do you know where rooms 504, 505, and 506 are?” Wonho asked.

“Yes, your rooms are right across from ours” Naida replied as they turned a corner. “Here are your rooms. My room is across from Wonho’s, Diantha’s room is across from Kihyun’s, and Venish’s room is across from Kiho’s. You can set your things in your classrooms before we go pick up the kids.”  They went inside their room and set up. They wrote their names on the board big. Naida went into Wonho’s room, Diantha went into Kihyun’s room, while, Venish went into Kiho’s room.

“Are you ready to get your students?” they asked them, and they nodded. They left their classroom to get on the elevator and go to the first floor of the courtroom. Once they got off the elevator, they exit out the door that is across from it. 

“Miss Naida!”

“Miss Diantha!”

“Miss Venish!” They heard their students shout while waving excitedly. They waved at the kids. Wonho, Kihyun, and Kiho went to stand in front of the students that are lined in front of Mr. Shin, Mr. Yoo, and Mr. Kim signs. 

“Are you our teacher?” one of Wonho’s students asked him

“Yes, I am”

“Why don’t you have pointed ears like us?” another student asked, showing their eyes. Wonho, Kihyun, and Kim just noticed that everybody had pointed ears. They didn’t see Naida, Diantha, and Venish having pointed ears, maybe because they covered it with their hair. They turned to look at Naida, Diantha, and Venish, who shrugged their shoulders. They didn’t know how to replied.

“Well, they are half-faeries” Naida answered for them. Faeries? Wonho, Kihyun, and Kiho thought, looking at each other. 

“Oh, okay”

“What type of faeries are they?”

“Okay, enough questions. It’s time for learning” Diantha said, clapping her hands, “Follow your teacher”

“Just follow behind our students” Naida told Wonho, Kihyun, and Kiho. 

~Timeskip~

It’s was time for magic class. Wonho, Kihyun, and Kiho were looking at the lined up for the line and were shocked. Animal faeries line up first, then, nature faeries, next, water faeries for Wonho’s students. For Kihyun, his nature faeries students line up last. For Kiho, his animal faeries students line up last. They were wondering if this school is for faeries. They got the students lined up. They dropped the students at their designated magic class. 

“Would you like to stay and watch and see how this school is different?” Naida asked Wonho, Diantha asked Kihyun, and Vensih asked Kiho once they dropped their last group of students. All the boys agreed. 

In Naida’s Class

Wonho stood in the back of the classroom as Naida went to the front of the class. She had a bowl of water in front of her. The students had the same thing in front of them as well. 

“To start off our first class of the year, we are going to learn how to create a single bubble of water. To do this, you need to focus/think on what you want the water to do. Watch me” Naida said. She looked at the water in the bowl and think about creating a bubble of water. She held her hand over the bowl and slowly raised it up. Her eyes turned blue. As she was doing, the water started rising, until a single bubble came out into the air below her raised hand. 

“Wow,” all the students said. Wonho was shocked. Naida looked at Wonho, who mouthed amazing at her. She blushed. 

“Now, you try” Naida said to the students. They nodded and tired it as Naida went around helping the ones that couldn’t get it.

In Diantha’s Class

Kihyun was watching from the back of the room as Diantha was teaching the students how to bloom a flower. She had a flower that wasn’t bloomed in front like the students had. 

“To bloom a flower, you think about the flower being bloomed. Watch me” Diantha said. She thought about the rose being bloomed and raised her hand over the rose and wiggled it. Her eyes turned green. After a few minutes, the rose bloomed. 

“Wow” the students said. Kihyun was shocked. Diantha looked at Kihyun, who mouthed amazing at her. She blushed. 

“Now, you try with your flower” Diantha said to the students. They nodded and tired it as Diantha went around helping the ones that couldn’t get it.

In Venish’s Class

Kiho was watching from the back of the room as Venish was teaching the students how to communicate with animals. She had a cat sitting at her desk as the students each had different animals sitting at their desk.

“To be able to start talking with animals, you first have to create a bond/get them to be your firend and get them to trust/like you. Watch me” Vensih said. She stick her hand out to the cat and waited for the cat to come to her. The slowly smelt her hand and rubbed her head against it. She pets the cat. 

“What is your name?” Venish asked the cat.

“My name is Lora”

“It’s very nice to meet you, Lora, I’m Venish” 

“You too, Vanish” Lora replied. 

“Wow,” all the students said. Kiho was shocked. Venish looked at him, who mouthed awesome at her. She blushed. 

“Now, you try with your animal” Venish said to the students. They nodded and tired it as Venish went around helping the ones that couldn’t get it.

~Timeskip to end of day~

Wonho, Kihyun, Kiho were in Naida’s room. “So, this is a school for faeries children.”

“Yes, it is” Naida said 

“Do you still want to work here?” Venish asked. 

“Yes, we do. We love kids, no matter who they are” Kihyun said. Diantha smiled at him, liking his answer.

“Did you have a tour of the school yet?” Diantha asked. They shocked their head. 

“Well, why do we give you that tour now” Naida said. 

“We would love that” Wonho replied. They all went their way out of the classroom to tour the school.

Chapter 7: Taeyong 2

Summary:

Sorry for the mistakes

Chapter Text

Taeyong POV

Mr. Lee had all the SM artists in the lounge area telling us about Destiny coming to interview each artist and group and for us to give good reviews. Then, Destiny came through the doors with her bodyguards. She greeted Mr. Lee and looked around, probably making sure that all the artists are there. She and I made eye-contract. I smiled at her and waved, but she just looked away from me. I understand she needs to be professional, but that still kind of hurts. You wonder why I know her, that’s because she is my best friend since I was a trainee. 

“Hyung, you know her?” Mark asked as my members turned to me, waiting for my answer.

“Yes” 

“How?” Johnny asked. 

“I have known her since I was a trainee”

“Well, it doesn’t look like she knows you” Yuta joked. I rolled my eyes while my members laughed. We heard someone clear their voice. It was Mr. Lee. We bow in apology. We talked among ourselves while we waited for our turn to be interviewed.

 

~Timeskip brought to you by Taeyong’s chain rap~  

 

After two and half hours, it was finally our turn to be interviewed and we happened to be the last group. We were guided to one of the practice rooms. Two bodyguards were standing outside the door. They opened the door for us, I let my members in first before I went it. As soon as I went in and closed the door, I was hit by the impact of a body.  

“Taeyongie!” I heard Destiny whisper shout as she hugged me, “I missed you”

“You saw me yesterday,” I said, hugging her back. 

 “I know, but you know I can’t go long without seeing my best friend” She answered back, letting go of me. I rolled my eyes at her response, she’s so dramatic. She turned back around towards my members, who had a shocked Pikachu faces. “Welcome, NCT, let’s get started shall we.” She walked back to her seat. She’s back to being a professional. 

“Please, have a seat,” she said, gesturing to the 23 seats in front of her. We sat down. 

“I will be calling each of your names, please say here or present” 

“Moon Taeil” 

“Here”

“Suh Youngho, Johnny”

“Here”

“Jeong Yun-o, Jaehyun” 

“Here” 

She continued to call everybody names. 

“The five new members that were not here until 2019 and beyond. Xiao Dejun”

“Here”

“Wong Kunhang, Hendery”

“Here”

“Liu YangYang”

“Here”

“Jung Sungchan”

“Here”

“Osaki Shotaro” 

“Here”

“And lastly, the leader of NCT, Lee Taeyong” 

“Here” 

“Well then, since everybody is here. We may officially begin. I would be asking you a couple of questions and I want honest answers. There are no cameras here, so be very honest with me. I will know when you are not being honest. Do I make myself clear?” Man, she sounds so hot when she gets like this. Oh, I probably forget to tell you that I like my best friend. She doesn’t know and I don’t plan on telling her, don’t want to ruin our friendship. 

“Yes, ma’am”

“Good, first question, is everybody in this group getting enough lines?” All of them looked at me to answer the question since I’m the leader. “Anybody can answer the questions that I ask” 

“Yes, everybody gets a line or so” Johnny answered nervously, probably hoping it is the answer she is looking for. 

“Mmm, is that so” she said as she writes something on her IPad. “It doesn’t look like some of the members get enough lines, for example, Yuta, only get one or two lines in Japanese songs when he is the only Japanese member in NCT 127.” We didn’t know what else to say since she was right, but we can’t do anything about it since we don’t pick who is getting what lines. She wrote something down on her iPad. 

“Next question, are you guys getting enough breaks and members are not being overworked when they are sick?”

“Yes we are getting breaks” I answered this question. She nods, jotting something down.

“This question is for Mark,” she said looking at Mark, who looked nervous, “you are in three different subunits: NCT DREAM, NCT U, and NCT 127. Are you being overworked?”

“No, ma’am” Mark answered nervously. She nodded and jotted something down. I really want to know what she’s writing on her iPad. She continued to ask us more questions. 

“That’s all for today. Thank you for your time, ``she said after the last question, “but before you go, please sign this album for me.” She pulled out our Universe album and set it on the table with a marker and smiled at us. I love her smile. I gestured to the members to sign the album. After she took it back and thanked us. 

“And more for thing, can you guys make sure Yongie isn’t in the studio pulling an all-nighter every day?” She asked my members. How does she know I pull an all-nighter sometimes? 

“Yes, ma’am” 

“I’m not that old, just call me Ms. Kim” she said, the members nodded and made their way out the room. I told them I will meet them outside, I just my to talk to Destiny about something. Once it was just me and her, I hugged her from behind as she was putting her stuff away. She stopped what she was doing and turned around in my arms and wrapped her arms around my neck. I kissed her cheek. 

“How did my company do for the Inspection?”

“Not so good, but it won’t cause me to shut down our company” 

“Good” I said, then kissed her on the lips. Did I forget to tell you, she is my girlfriend as well as my best friend.

 

Chapter 8: Seonghwa

Summary:

Double update!!!

Sorry for the mistakes

Chapter Text

A couple lost their five year old daughter. Another couple found her and took her with them to another country. They lock her in a room with other kids that they kidnapped. They are making profit from them by selling them to rich people. She is the youngest among the kids. The kids are homeschooled since their buyers like educated kids. Once kids graduate high school and turn eighteen. They are ready to be brought. The two oldest kids take care of the youngest ones. They have been saving money they get from their tutor secretly.They have been making a hole in the room they are locked in, which leads to the back of the house. They covered it with a large poster. All the oldest got sold, leaving Aisha with the four youngest additions that were added in the past 13 years. The youngest being only one years. He was kidnapped when he was a baby. Calls Aisha mom since she took care of him. The second youngest calls her mom also, while the others call her big sis.A year after the last oldest got sold. Aisha turned 18 and it was her turn. The night that her buyer came to get her. She and the four kids escaped through the hole while their kidnappers and her buyer were discussing agreements. They made out and were trying to sneak out of the front gate, before they were seen by one of her buyer’s guards.

“They are escaping!” He screamed, alerting the others including the ma’am and sir and buyer. Aisha told the kids to run, while she ran after them holding Leo in her arms. The guards followed after them. The three kids got ahead of Aisha and Leo. They were running for a solid one hour. The three kids came across a group of young men. They ran to them yelling

“Help us. Sirs!” 

The men turned around and seeing the kids. The kids stopped. One of the men asked “what’s wrong? Why were you running? Are you in danger?”

They kids nodded “We were kidnapped and escaped. Now, they are being chased. Please help our big sis and little brother” the oldest among them said, turning back pointing to Aisha and Leo who were still running a few meters away from them. She was slowing down due to her getting tired, plus Leo was crying. This caused the guards to catch her. The man who questioned the kids ran to her, instructing the other to watch the kids and a few to come with him. They got to Aisha just as she got captured.

“I suggest you let her and the child go” the man said. They didn’t listen and pulled their guns out pointing at him and his men, resulting them doing the same. The buyer came along with the kidnappers. 

“Mars, I’m afraid I can’t do that. I brought her so she is mine, but you can have the kid tho, I don’t need him” the buyer said, getting out of the car.

“No, he can’t. The kid is ours, so are the other three kids over there” The Sir said, also getting out of his car with his wife. The wife looked at Mars and panicked, whispering to her husband “Honey, that’s Mars , the most dangerous mafia boss. I don’t think he will let us have the kids back.” Her husband looked at Mars closely and his eyes widen.

“Mr. Anderson, you are into human trafficking now,” Mars said with a disappointed face, “If you are worried about your money, I can give twice the amount.” Mr. Anderson thought for a second and agreed. Mars wrote a check and handed it to Mr. Anderson. Mr. Anderson signaled his men to let Aisha and Leo go. As soon as they let them go, Aisha and Leo went behind Mars encase they changed their mind. Mr. Anderson and his men left, leaving only the sir and Madam. Mars turned to them with sharp eyes. The Sir and Madam swallowed hard, scared. 

“You are the ones that been kidnapping children from around the world. You will be coming with us.”

“No, please spear us. You can have all the children!” The Sir said scared. 

“I don’t think I will. You need to be punished for your crimes. Men take them!” Mars said. His men grabbed the sir and the madam and put them in the back of a black van.

“Take them to the station” Mars said to the driver. The black van drove off. Mars turned around to check on Aisha and Leo. 

“Are you guys okay?” 

“Yes, we are, thank you” Aisha said 

“Sister!”

“Mom!”

Aisha heard from behind her. She turned around to see Max, Ella, and Layla. She ran to them and hugged them.

“Are you guys okay?” She asked them. They nodded,

“We asked these men to help us” Max, the youngest said. She smiled at him

“You did good” she praised him and kissed him on the forehead. She set Leo, who stopped crying down, he immediately grabbed a hold of her pants as she turned back to Mars.

“Thanks again, Mars sir. We will be taking our leave” she said as gathered the kids.

“Do you have a place to stay?” 

“No, but we hope to find one” 

“You can stay with me until you find one.”

“I don’t know”

“It’s not safe walking around in the middle of the night with four kids”

“How would I know if we are safe with you?”

“Sis, he just saved us” Layla said. Aisha gave her a look.

“Don’t be a smarty”

“She's right” Mars said. Aisha looked at the kids, who looked so tired, and she signed, “fine”

“If you can follow me” Mars said as he led them to the cars pick on the side of the road. Asiha and the kids got in with her holding Leo on her lap since there's no carseat. They made their way to Mars’ house.

 

May do a second part….



Chapter 9: Jaehyun

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It was MAMA. The two people that were introducing the song of the year came onto the stage, but they could speak, they were interrupted by a scream for help. A portal opened at one end of the stage and a girl came out screaming for help.

“Help!” she screamed running. Another girl came out of the portal holding a sword, walking toward the girl that was running. She waved her other hand that was not holding the sword and threw the girl into one of the stage props. The girl got up and started crawling backwards as the other one continued walking slowly towards.

“Please, help me! She is trying to kill me!” The girl begged. One guy from the audience came on stage and stood in front of the girl with a sword. She stopped once he stood in front of her. 

“She’s not who you think she is but if you want to help her go ahead just know that I warned you” the girl with a sword said. He turned back to help the other girl who had her head down and kneeled in front of her.

“Are you okay?” He asked her, but she did was start laughing. He was confused. She looked up and he was her eyes and body changed to unhuman like. He backed up away from her as everyone gasped.

“You are a fool” she cracked and jumped on him, her mouth on his, she was sucking the life out of him. Some people started screaming. The girl with a sword just stood there not helping him since he wanted to help her let him help her. People were screaming at her to help him, but she ignored them. After a few minutes, she decided to help me. She knocked the creature off of him. She ran towards the creature and cut her with the sword while she is down. The creature screamed in pain and knocked the girl with her tail, making her fly back and lose her grip on her sword. The creature started running towards but she knocked her with a spell that sent it back a few meters and knocked it out for a few minutes. While the creature was knocked out, the girl sat on her knees with her hands in front of her and closed her eyes.

“Jaehyun! I need you!” She shouted. On cue, Jaehyun stood up and took his suit jacket off. His members were asking him questions, but he informed them and ran to the stage. He kneeled in front of the girl and connected his hands with her and closed his eyes. The girl started chanting a spell, making a barrier of light surrounding them as the creature started gaining consciousness. It saw what was happening and started running towards the girl and Jaehyun, but once it hit the barrier it was sent back. The girl and Jaehyun put their cheeks together with their face facing the creature and one of her connected hands pointed towards the creature. Once the girl said the last word of the spell, a blue beam of light came out of their joined hands, going towards the creature. It hit the creature, making it scream in pain as it slowly disappeared. When the creature disappeared completely, the light was gone. The girl and Jaehyun let go of each other's hands and opened their eyes. They smiled at each other, their foreheads touching. 

“Thank you” she thanked him.  

“Where is my reward for helping you?” Jaehyun asked her.

“Now, with everybody eyes on us” she said 

“Do your invisible spell” he replied. She signed and did the spell. Once she did everybody was wondering where they went. She kissed him. After a a few seconds, they stopped kissing.

“Happy?” She asked

“Very” he replied and hugged her, “I missed you.” She hugged him back, burying her face in his chest. 

“I missed you too, but I need to go heal that idiot man now” she said back. They let go and she undid the spell, making everyone see them again. She went to the man that was still laying on the floor and kneeled next to him. 

“You shouldn’t have helped her,” she said as she put her hands on top of his chest and closed her eyes. A green light glowed from her hands as she healed him. After a few minutes, she stopped and patted him on the shoulder. “You are all good” she stood up and turned to the crowd and apologized for interrupting their award show. She then did the memory spell so they can forget what happened today, sparkles of lights were everywhere as people looked at it. Johnny knew what it was so he closed his eyes, not wanting to forget today's event. At that moment, Jaehyun went back to his seat as the girl disappeared.

Chapter 10: Chanyeol

Chapter Text

Camryn and her 5 year old son Jaesung were inside a clothing store across from the SM building. Camryn was doing some shopping. Jaesung had a backpack that had a leash on with his mom holding the end of the leach. Camryn was looking at the kids section looking at some shorts for Jaesung. While she was looking at the shorts she didn’t notice that Jaesung unhooked the leash from his backpack and made his way towards the door of the store, leaving his mom. He made his way out the door and to the crosswalk. He was making his way to the SM building since his mother told me his dad works there. He misses his father since he didn’t visit them for a long time. When he got to the building, he saw some men standing at the doors, checking people before they could enter the building. He waited when they were checking and slipped through the doors.Now, he needs to find where his father was. He saw some ladies and decided to ask them. He walked up to them.

“Excuse me, ajummas,” he said. They turned towards him. 

“Sweetie, how did you get in here? Are you lost?” One of them asked.

“Yes, I’m looking for my appa. Do you know where I can find him?” He replied, showing them a picture of him and his dad on his mother's phone. The ladies recognize the man as Chanyeol. They were shocked, they didn’t know Chanyeol had a kid. They decided to ask the kid, just to make sure.

“Is he really your appa? What is his name?” They asked, hoping he would say it was his uncle.

“Yea. His name is Chanyeol” he answered. He really is his father, they thought. They smiled at the kid. Now that they look at him, he does look like Chanyeol, a mini version of him.

“We will take you to your father. Follow us” one said as they walked to the elevator with Jae following them. They take him to the second floor, where the practice rooms are. They knocked on one of them and opened it. 

“Excuse me, is Chanyeol here?” 

“Yes” Chanyeol said standing up

“Well, someone came to see you” she said as she opened the door wide and let Jae in. Chanyeol was shock seeing his son. 

“Appa!” Jae shouted excitedly when he saw his appa and ran towards him, hugging him.

“Jaesung, what are you doing here? Where is your mother?” Chanyeol asked him as he hugged him back.

“I left eomma at the store and came to find you,” Jae explained as he let his father go. He looked up at his father, who didn’t have a happy face. He was confused why his father wasn’t happy at seeing him.

“You left your mother without telling her. She must be worried and what if you could have gotten hurt. We told you to not leave our sight when we are out” Chanyeol scolded his son. 

“I’m sorry appa, I just missed you” Jae apologized as he started crying, he didn’t like it when his parents were angry at him. Chanyeol signed.

“It’s okay, sweetie. I’m not mad” he said as he wiped his tears.

Meanwhile at the store

Camyrn was still looking at shorts. She could decide between two shorts.

“Jae sweetie, which one to you-“ she started to say but stopped when she saw that her son was not behind her, only the leash was. She dropped the shorts as she started panicking. She started walking throughout the store calling his name and asking people if they see him. One lady told her that she saw him go out the door. She thanked her and made her way out the store. She looked around, calling his name. Chanyeol is going to kill me, she thought with tears in her eyes.

“Excuse me, are you looking for a kid?” A lady asked her.

“Yes, did you see him?” She replied. The lady nodded.

“Yes, he went into that building,” she said, pointing to the SM building. She thanked her and crossed the street to go to the building. She tried going into the building, but was stopped by the security Guards. 

“Ma,am, you can’t go in there without a badge” 

“But my son is inside there”

“I didn’t see a kid go inside this building,” the guard explained. She started to argue with the guards.

Back to Jaesung and Chanyeol 

Chanyeol with his son in his arms and a couple of exo members made their way to the lobby. When they got there, they saw a lady arguing with the guards outside.

“There’s your mother arguing with the guards. Let go before she gets physical” Chanyeol said as he made his way towards the door. He knocked on the glass to get their attention. They looked to see Chanyeol with Jae. 

“That boy he is holding is my son. Now, can I please get through” 

“No can do” 

She was going to argue again, but she saw Chanyeol and Jae coming out. She pushed the Guards, who let her and made her way to them as Chanyeol let Jae down. She hugged Jae and looked to see if he was hurt. She did scold him since Chanyeol probably did it. She is just glad that he is safe. She stood up and looked at Chanyeol to see him not happy with his arms crossed, waiting for her to explain.

“I just looked away for 5 seconds and he was gone. I even had a backpack with a leash on him, but apparently he unhooked the leash from his backpack.” She explained. Chanyeol was still not happy. He felt Jae hug his leg. He looked down at him. 

“Appa, don’t be mad at eomma. It’s not her fault” he said.  Chanyeol signed and touched his head. 

“Okay” he said and looked back at Camryn and realized she had tear stains on her cheeks, “be careful next time.” He kneeled down to his son's level.

“Go with your mother and don’t leave her sight again. I promise I will try to visit more often. If I can’t I will video call you, okay” he whispered to him.

“Promise” Jae said, holding his pinky out for his father to connect which he did. Chanyeol went to Camryn

“We may need to come out” he told her since people were taking photos, which will end up on the internet.

“I’m sorry. This is all my fault”

“Don’t be, it's time to come out anyways. It's more my fault since I haven’t been visiting or calling that often. He just missed me to the point where he went out to seek me. Just be careful from now on, there will be crazy fans that won’t be happy.” 

“Don’t worry about us. I don’t have a black belt for no reason.” Camryn assured him. 

“Okay. You should get going” Chanyeol said to her. She nodded and picked up Jae.

“Bye, Appa!” Jae shouted, waving at his father. Chanyeol waved back and turned to his members, signing. Chen patted him on the back.

“Welcome to the club” he said, “it will be alright.” 

“I hope so,” he said as he turned back to look at his wife and son, who disappeared back into the store. 

 

Chapter 11: Jaebum (GOT7)

Summary:

Chapter inspired by “Mine” by Got7. Listen to the song if you don’t know already, it is a great song. It will help with understanding the story. Words in italic are the song lyrics.

*Sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Jaebum aka. JB POV

I’m in the living room of my girlfriend and I’s apartment, waiting for her to finish getting ready for the party we’re invited to. I’ve been waiting for an hour, just kidding it only been 30mintues, but it feels like an hour. As I’m waiting for her, I play a game on my phone. I keep losing which was frustrating me. I was about to play again, but the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs catches my attention. “Finally done”, I said

“Yes, I am. How do I look?” She answered. I put my phone away and stand up. I turn towards her and was mesmerized.   

“You look amazing, babe” I finally said walking up to her. “Good, cause if you said that I didn’t look good, I would’ve had to go change”  

“You know you look good in anything you wear” I replied grabbing her by the waist. “I know that, but it’s your friend’s party. I wanted to dress to impress.” 

“Impress who?” I said jealousy creeping in. “You of course” She answered kissing me on the lips, insuring me that I have reason to be jealous.

 “It better be me” I replied jokingly. She laughed, hitting me on the chest. “Let’s get moving before we are late” She nods. I hold her hand making our way out the front door to my car. I open the door like a gentleman. “Why thank you, kind sir” 

“You’re welcomed, my lady” I answered with a bow before moving to the driver’s side and getting in. We made our way to my friend’s mansion for the party. I parked in the driveway that already has cars parked there.

 I went out my door to go open Rania’s door. She got out and I closed the door. I hold my elbow out and she hooked her arm around it. We made our way to the house. I knock on the door and butler Kim opened the door for us. “Welcome, Mr. Lim and Ms. Smith” 

“Hello, Mr. Kim, how are you?” Rania greeted him as I nod in acknowledgment. “I’m good, how about you” 

“I’m good” Rania replied as Mr. Kim nodded. “Let me lead you to the ballroom, where the party is being held. Butler Park, please open the door for the other guests”.  Butler Park nodded, taking Mr. Kim’s place. We followed Mr. Kim to the ballroom. “Here you are,” Mr. Kim said as we stopped at the entrance to the ballroom. 

“Thank you, Mr. Kim” I thanked him. He nodded and smiled before making his way back. I turn to Rania, “You ready” “Ready as I will always be.” We made our way inside. As soon as we got inside, I looked around for my friend. I saw him along the way on the opposite side of the ballroom talking with some group of people. “There’s Tao, let’s go say hi.” Rania nodded and I led us there. As we were walking there, I saw that every man at the party is looking at Rania , stealing glances with lust in their eyes. They see me next to her and look disappointed. It was making me not myself . Tao saw us coming, “Hey JB and Rania, you guys made it.” We gave each other a bro handshake. 

“Where is Brynn?” Rania asked Tao. “She is is over there at the food table” Tao answered back, pointing to the food table, where we can see a girl is stuffing her face with pastries. Rania nodded making her way over there. 

“Bro, have you notice the attention your girl is getting?” Tao asked me. “Yes, I have noticed, which I don’t like what so ever” 

“Well, dude over there is making his move,” Tao said, pointing to where his girl and Rania are. I turned to see a dude flirting with my girl. I didn’t want to cause a sense, so I ignore it, trusting Rania to handle it. Then, he getting touchy with her, making her laugh. I couldn’t just watch, I can’t lose her. Well, i t’s time to lose control. So, I starting making my way over there with heavy steps. When I got there, I wrapped my arms around her waist.

“What type of food are they serving, bae?” I asked, putting an emphasis on the bae. 

“Oh, you will love this loaf beard. Here, try it” she said putting one in my mouth. 

“It’s good”

“I know right, what were you saying, James?” She said to the dude, now known as James. He stilled smiled at her in a flirty way even though he can clearly see that she is taken. I tighten my grip on her waist. It’s a warning, dude. Go away or else you’ll get hurt the moment you cross the line. I glare at him. He flinched.

“Oh, I see my friends over there. I have to go” he said in a rush and Fled. 

“Well, that was weird,” Rania said as she continued eating the loaf bread.

“Yea, it was” I said back. I looked around and saw eyes are wanting her from here and there. All over the place, they’re coming closer. I wanna put her inside my arms. Hide her next to me so no one can look at her. I can’t do that. 

“Hey, JB. Come play this game with us.” Jay asked me, coming over here. I don’t want to go, but it’s his birthday. I let go of Rania’s waist. 

“I will be back, Ran,” I told her. She nodded and continued having her conversation with Brynn. I go with Jay to play whatever game they wanted to play. A few minutes into the game, from the corner of my eyes I can see a dude approaching Rania at table, which she is by herself. I assume Brynn went to the bathroom. He is flirting with her, but she seems to not be interested in him. He started to touch her, which she moved away from his touched. He grabbed her by the waist. She was pushing him away. I see her lips moving in a let go position. He was stronger than her. At that short moment, that risky feeling. My heart beats faster, like I’m out of breath. I decided to be a wolf. I left the game and made my way to them in a fast past. I grabbed him from her and punched him. 

She’s my girl, mine!. Keep your hands off of her!” I angrily shouted at him. I was breathing heavily. Everybody was shocked. Rania grabbed my hand and led me from the party.

“It’s time for us to leave! Sorry, Jay!” She shouted to Jay in apology. 

“It’s no problem. You do you!” He shouted back as We got out of the room and out of the house with Rania telling bye to Mr. Kim. She took the car keys from my pocket and unlocked the car.

“Get in” she said. I got in as she got in the driver's side. 

“What is wrong with you?”

“I’m sorry, he had his hands all over you” I answered. She signed.

“I know you are trying to protect me. You could have ruined your image.”

“I don’t care. I don’t let people touching what’s mine and you are mine” 

“Yes, I’m yours” she said, not wanting to argue with him anymore. I kissed her and put her foreheads together. 

You’re mine” I said 

“I’m yours” she said back. 

Chapter 12: Mew Suppasit

Summary:

This one is a Thai actor.

*Sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Mew was making his way to the private restaurant that his parents rented out for the dinner that they called him to. They said they needed to tell him something important. Mew made his way inside the restaurant and saw his parents sitting at the table in the corner with an older man, an older woman, and a girl that he didn’t know. He made his way through them. 

“Mom, dad” 

“Mew, you are here, please have a seat,” his father said, gesturing to the seat in front of the girl. He sat down and looked at the girl, she smiled at him. He smiled back slightly and turned towards his parents. 

“What is going on, dad?” Mew asked his father.

“Well, Mew, you will be marrying Achara,” Mew’s father said. When Mew heard that name, he felt that he heard it before.

“What! Why?” Mew asked

“This marriage will help Mark’s company from being taken away by his uncle’s son. By you marry Achara, you will be the next CEO of Jewel Shine.” his father explained. 

“Why can’t she be the CEO?”

“Because my father ensured that only a male heir or spouse can be the next CEO. Besides, Achara doesn’t want to be the CEO and I want my daughter to follow her dreams.” Mark explained.

“I already have a lover,” Mew said. Achara looked down and rubbed her arm, feeling sad. The thing is she has had a crush on Mew ever since they were kids. When they were kids, they made a promise they would marry each other, and Mew gave her his family heirloom, which was a necklace before her family moved to the States. Eight years ago, she was told that Mew got in a car accident resulting in him losing some of his childhood memories. It’s ironic how it’s the memories of her. His parents told her that the doctor said that he will eventually get it back, but it may take days, months, or years to regain them. She knows his lover is Aom. She didn’t want to ruin that for him, but their parents kept insisting on this marriage. She told her parents that she would be fine with any other men, but they wanted her to marry Mew. 

“We know, we love Aom. You can still be with her. We need you to marry Achara and after a year, you can divorce her. You will still be the CEO.” his father explained. Mew signed, knowing damn well that he can’t get out of this. 

“Fine” Mew said, finally agreeing. The parents smiled in happiness.

“Great, the wedding will be in a week,” his mother said. 

A week later 

Mew told Aom everything, and she was fine with it, but she wasn’t going to come to the wedding. Now, he was standing at the altar, waiting for Achara, his bride. Their parents made the wedding private. The music started playing and the door opened and there was Achara with her father. Mew thought she looked beautiful but don’t tell anyone he said that. They began walking down the aisle towards him. When they got there, her father handed her hand to him, which he took. They began the wedding. Once the wedding was over, the bride and groom went home, which was Mew’s condo. Achara’s stuff was moved to the condo the day before.  

“Your stuff was put in the second bedroom.” Mew said pointing to the room, “bathroom is in the corner.” He then went into his room, leaving her in th hallway. Achara made her way to the room. She took her heels off. She tried to take her dress off, but she could only open the zipper just a little bit. Should I ask him for help or just sleep with it she thought. She decided to ask for help even though she was nervous. She step out of her room and walked to Mew’s room. She knocked on the door gently, waiting for me to open it. He opened,

“Yes,” he said, looking at her.

“Can you unzip this for me?” She asked him, turning around. He stared at her back for a few seconds, before he lifted his hand and unzip the dress for her with his eyes closed. He lets go once he goes to the end. Achara turned around to see that he had his eyes closed and smiled, What a gentleman. 

“Thank you,” she said with a smile, making him open his eyes. He saw her smiling and got flashes of images of a girl smiling. He held his head in pain. 

“Mew, are you okay?” she asked in worry, touching him by the forearm. He let go of his head once the pain stopped and saw Achara with a worried face. He moved his arm away, making her drop her hand.

“I’m fine. If that is all, then, good night” he said to her and closed the door. She was hurt by this treatment. She signed and made her way back to her room. She changed into her pajamas and went to bed.  

 

~Timeskip~

It has been two months since they were married. Mew stopped treating her badly and there are friends now. Mew started having feelings for her, but he ignored it since had a girlfriend already, and plus he would be divorcing her in a year. Achara met Aom and thought she was nice and beautiful, no wonder Mew fell for her. Aom started to notice Mew getting feelings for her and that didn’t sit tight with her. She decided to do something about it by harming Achara. She invited Achara to go to the club with her and her two friends. Achara denied it at first, but Aom persuade her to go. So, that is where they are now. She was going to drug her and have a guy that she paid to sexually assault her. At first, she was going to get her so drunk, but Achara doesn’t drink. 

“I’m going to the restroom, I will be back,” Achara told the girls as she leave to go to the restroom. Finally, Aom thought. She got the drug from her pocket, to put it in Achara's drink. Her friend stopped her. 

“Aom, I don’t think this is right,” she said. 

“Shut up Ella, you don’t know anything. You have everything you want. I was going to have everything if it wasn’t for her.” Aom said in anger. Then, mixed the drug in Achara’s drink and shake the glass to mix it. She set the drink down and as soon as she did, Achara made her way back from the restroom. She sat down and took a sip of her drink. The girls looked at her to see if she taste anything different about her drink, but she didn’t. She just put her drink back down. 

“Let’s go dance,” Aom said

“I’m not much of a dancer. I will just sit and watch” Achara said as she finished up her drink. Aom nodded and drag Brie and Ella. Ella looked at Achara in worry. Achara started to feel hot, and dizzy, and her vision became blurry. She stood up to go the restroom again, but she stumbles. Someone grabbed her by the waist. 

“You so drunk, let’s take you to the restroom,” the people said as they signaled to Aom. Aom smirked, happy her plan is going accordingly. 

“Well, it’s time for me to go home. My work here is done. Let’s go” Aom said, happily. They went outside. Brie and Aom got into their cars. 

“Do you want a ride, El” Brie asked. 

“No, you guys go home, it’s getting late. My husband is coming to pick me up, he only five minutes away. I will wait for.” Ella said. The girls nodded and drove away. Ella want back inside the club and made her way to the restroom. 

“S-sstop, nn-nno.” she can hear Achara’s voice. She opened the restroom to see the man that Aom paid kissing Achara on the neck as she weakly tried to push him away. She went to them and pulled the guy away.

“Hy, aren’t you Aom’s friend? Why are you stopping me?” 

“Because it is right. Money is why you are doing this. Here” Ella said as she write a check of 10, 000 to him and gave it to him. He took it and left. She turned back to Achara who is crying silently on the floor.

“It’s okay Achara. You are safe. Let’s take you home” Ella said. She picked Achara up from the floor. She sees her as her little sister ever since she met her, which was just today. They made their way outside to see Ella’s husband's car pulling up. He got out of the car. 

“What happened to Achara?” he asked

“Aom happened” 

“I told you she was bad. I don’t know what P’Mew sees in her,” he said, helping Ella put Achara in the car. Then, they drove to Mew’s condo. They got Achara out of the car. They made they were inside building and took the elevator to Mew’s condo. They rang the bell.

“Why are you ringing the bell when you- P’Ella and Gulf. Achara!, what happened?” Mew said as he grabbed Achara from them. 

“We will explain,” Ella said and Mew let them in. They closed the door for him. He picked Achara put and took her to her bedroom. He places her on her bed, before covering her up with the blanket. He caresses her face and wipes her tears. He went back to the living room.

“Explain,” He said as he sat down on the couch. Ella and Gulf followed suit. 

“Your so-called girlfriend happened,” Ella said. 

“Aom? She knows that Achara doesn’t drink. She didn’t force her did she,” 

“No, but she drugged her and paid some dude to sexually assault her. I intervene before he can do anything.” Ella explained. Mew was mortified by what he heard. He couldn’t believe Aom would do something like this. 

“I told you, she was bad news, but you didn’t listen” Gulf said. 

“I shouldn’t have. It takes someone I truly care to get hurt for me to see” Mew said sadly, “Thank you for bringing her home safely and telling me” Ella and Gulf got up to leave. Mew lead them out. 

“What are you going to do?”

“Broke it off” Mew said. They nodded and left. He closed the door and signed. 

 

~Timeskip to the next morning~

Achara woke up, confused on how she got home. She remembers going out with Aom and her friends, Brie and Ella, but that’s it. She shrugged it off and got up, making her way to the kitchen. What she didn’t realize was that her pendant was out. She walked into the kitchen to see Mew making breakfast. 

“Good morning, Mew” She greeted him.

“Good-” He started, but stopped in the middle when he saw her necklace. He dropped what he was holding and held his head as he got a bunch of images of a young girl and him when he was young. Him giving her the necklace, his family heirloom, and promises to marry her. He remembered everything, the memories he lost. Achara ran to him, when he dropped on his knees, still holding his head. She dropped next to him, holding his forearm. 

“Mew, are you okay” She asked in worry. Mew stopped his hands when he got all of the memories. He looked at Achara, crying. He hugged her. She didn’t know what was going on but hugged him back.

“What happened? Are you okay?” She asked. He let her go and caress her face. When he did that, her heart was racing like crazy. 

“I remember everything. I truly keep my promise of marrying you, well, our parents help me keep it” He said. Achara started crying, happy that he remembers her. He kissed her, and she kissed back. What they didn’t hear was the door opening and Aom coming in. She stopped at the kitchen’s entrance shocked and angry at what she see. 

“Mew” She said. Mew and Achara broke apart and Achara looked horrified of what happened. She turned to Aom.

“Aom, I’m sorry. This isn’t what you think-” She tried to explain, but Aom interrupted her.

“Save it you little bitch. I know I shouldn’t have trusted when you said I shouldn’t worry about you and Mew. What are you doing here anyway? You should be drugged and with that guy I paid to mess up you.” Aom said in anger, not knowing she slipped out her dirty secret.  

“What?” Achara said

“You did what?” Mew asked in anger.

“I mean-”

“Save your explanation. I know what you did. Ella told me everything. Me and you are through. Leave! Make sure you leave my house keys I gave you!” Mew shouted at her. 

“Fine! This isn't over Achara!” Aom shouted, leaving the keys on the counter and left, slamming the door. 

“Is that why I don’t remember anything?” Achara mumbled, crying. Mew try to touch her, but she moved away from him. “You shouldn’t touch me” Mew grabbed her and hugged her, she hustled to get out of his hold.

“Stop! That guy didn’t do anything. Ella stopped him before he can and I don’t care if you are used. I would still love you.” Mew said. Achara stopped struggling and cried in his chest as he rubbed her back. After a few minutes, she calmed down and pulled away. Mew wiped her tears and smiled at her. She smiled back.

“I’m glad i agreed to marry you or I would have never gotten my memories back. I would have lived my life with that witch” Mew crackled. Achara laughed. They stopped laughing and put their forehead together. Achara closed her eyes. 

“I love you” Mew said

“I love you too” 

 

The End!

Chapter 13: Jay (Enhypen)

Summary:

*Sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Jay and the others were making their way to the cafe that they will be running for the day. From the corner of his eye, he saw someone that looked familiar on the opposite sidewalk. He stopped, turned to look, and saw the girls walking into a store. Nora, Lily he thought. 

“What’s wrong, Jay?” Heeseung, who was walking next to him asked. 

“Nothing, just thought I saw someone I know,” Jay said. It's probably not them. What would they be doing in Korea? He thought. He continued walking with his members. 

 

~timeskip to the midday~ 

The cafe wasn’t that busy, only a couple of people came in. The boys were talking among themselves, before they heard the bell ring, signaling that someone came into the cafe. 

“Hello, Welcome to Enhypen Cafe!” Sunoo greeted the two girls that came in. One was African American and the other was Korean. 

“You order for me, I’m going to sit since my Korean is not very good,” the black girl said to her friend. She sat down at one of the tables, setting her shopping bags down. The other girl nodded and set her bags down, before going up to the counter. 

 “We will have two ice Americano and two muffins, please,” she said in Korean, looking up at Sunoo. She was shocked to see him.  

“Lily” She heard and turned to the side to see Jay.

Jay, what are you doing here with your members? Why are you guys working at a Cafe?” She said in English, doing their handshake. 

“Doing an event. What are you guys doing in Korea? ” Jay said back

“On a vacation” She answered. He turned to look at Nora, who was busy on her phone. 

“Nora! Look who is here! ” Lily shouted at Nora.

“Who? ” Nora asked without looking for her phone. Lily rolled her eyes at her friend's behavior. 

“Jay!”  

“That’s nice. Wait! Did you say, Jay ?” Nora said, she dropped her phone and looked up to see Jay and his members. She got up and ran to the counter. 

“OMG! Jay! How are you? What are you doing here, working at a cafe? ” Nora said in English, doing their handshake. 

“I'm good. We are doing an event” He said. They begin having a conversation, forgetting everybody else.

“Hmm, Jay aren’t you going to introduce your friends?” Jake said to Jay. 

“Oh, right. Guys, this is my friends from America, Nora, and Lily. Nora and Lily, you probably know they are. ” Jay introduced in Korean when addressing his members and in English when addressing Nora and Lily. Nora and Lily waved at them. 

“We will get your drinks, here are your muffins,” Heeseung said

“Can we have them to go, exactly? We have to go we have an apportionment at the spa” Lily said. Heeseung nodded and put the muffins in a box. Then, Sunghoon came with their drinks. They took their drinks. 

Jay if you ever have the time while we are here for a month, we should meet up and hang out,” Nora said to Jay. 

“Okay, Bye guys” 

“Bye,” Nora and Lily said as they picked up their bags and waved at the members before walking out of the cafe. 

“So, who is Nora to you exactly?” Jake asked Jay, smirking

Why are you asking that? She is my friend?” 

You had love in your eyes when you were looking at her” Jake explain,  still smirking. Shit, Jay thought.

“Fine. I like her, still do. I was going to confess to her, but the audition interrupts me.” 

You still have a chance to. And from what I saw, she seems to like you too” Jake encouraged him. The other members didn’t know what they were talking about, except Heeseung, who smiled. 

“I will. Thanks, Jake” 

“No problem” 

 

Should I do a second part? 



Chapter 14: Jaehyun 2

Summary:

Here is the second part of the first Jaehyun

*Sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

The NCT 127 members were sitting in the living room. It’s their day off. They were asking Jaehyun why he was dressed up.

“Where are you going, so dressed up like that?” Johnny asked Jaehyun. He’s probably going to meet with that girl from the event at the MAMA three years ago, he thought.

“I’m going to see my parents,” Jaehyun half lied. He is going to see his parents, but with someone. The members nodded, but Johnny didn’t really believe him. From the corner of the room, a portal opened. All the members turned to see a kid no more than 1 year old stepped out. He looked around and smiled excitedly, seeing his dad.

“Appa!” He shouted as he waddled to him. Jaehyun met him halfway and picked him up. 

“Hajoon, how did you get here? Did your mother send you?” Jaehyun asked, but Hajoon can’t say anything, except mama and appa. All he did was laugh happily and touching his father's face, while he was happy, things in the living room started floating. Jaehyun and the others looked in shock. 

“Did you get your powers? Is that how you got here?” Jaehyun asked. Phoenix also got her powers at this age too, he thought.

“Your mother is probably freaking out. She probably would be calling me any minute now” Jaehyun said. 

“Ah, Jaehyun, who is he?” Taeyong asked. Jaehyun froze, he forgot the members were there. I guess it is finally time to tell them, he thought. He went back to sit in his seat with his son in his lap.

“Well, this is my son, Hajoon,” Jaehyun told them. 

“You have a son!!!” they all shouted. Hajoon flinched, clutching his father’s shirt tightly, and looked at everyone, wondering why they were shouting. The members smiled at Hajoon in apology.

“Sorry, Hajoon, we didn’t mean to scare you,” Taeyong said. 

“Yes, I also have a daughter,” Jaehyun said. 

“You have two children,” they all said, quietly this time. Jaehyun nodded.

“With whom?” Yuta asked. Before Jaehyun can answer, his phone started ringing.

“That must be your mommy,” Jaehyun said to Hajoon as he takes his phone from his pocket.

“Mommy?” Hajoon asked, looking around for his mom. Jaehyun answered her video call. As soon as he answered, he met with a crying face.

“Jae!, Hajoon is missing. I looked away from him to dress Haeun and when I looked back at him he was gone. I looked everywhere for him and couldn't find him. I can’t believe I lost my own kid, I’m a horrible mother.” She said crying as soon as he answered the phone, not giving him a chance to talk.

“Phoenix, you are not a horrible mother,” Jaehyun consoled her, “did you do the location spell to find him?”

“Oh, no, I didn’t,” She said, “I was so busy panicking to think about doing that spell. I wouldn’t know what to do without you. I will do the spell right now. Love you, bye!” 

“Wait, Hajoon is-” Jaehyun started to say, but she hung up already. He signed and put his phone away. 

“Was that his mother?” Yuta asked. Jaehyun nodded.

“Can I hold him?” Haechan asked. Jaehyun nodded. Haechan came in front of Jaehyun. Hajoon looked at him. Haechan put his hands in front of him in a pickup position. Hajoon looked at his father as if asking if it was okay to go to him. Jaehyun smiled and nodded, then Hajoon let go of his father and raised his hands. Haechan picked him up and sat on the floor, all the other members, except Johnny, surrounded him and started playing with Hajoon.

“His mother is the girl that was at the event at MAMA three years ago, right?” Johnny asked him in a whisper. Jaehyun looked at him in shock.

“You still remember that event. How?” Jaehyun said 

“Well, I closed my eyes when she was doing the spell,” Johnny explained. 

“Of course, you would,” Jaehyun laughed as another portal opened, and in stepped Phoenix and Haeun. They saw Jaehyun and his members with a few of them sitting on the floor.

“Appa!” Haeun shouted, waving excitedly at Jaehyun.

“That’s not her father, he-” she started to explain since no one was supposed to know Jaehyun has kids and fiancé, but Jaehyun stopped her.

“They know, Phoenix,” Jaehyun assured her. Phoenix signed. 

“Mommy,” Hajoon said as he heard his mother’s voice. Phoenix looked to see him sitting in the middle of the circle the members sitting on the floor created. 

How did you get here without- wait, can one of you make him laugh?” She asked. Since Mark understood her and he was sitting with Hajoon, started tickling him. Hajoon started to laugh and bubbles started appearing all over the room. 

“He got his powers, which is not good. He can’t control”  she said as she walked to Jaehyun and place Haeun in his lap, “kept him calm, don’t let him show any emotions. I will be back.” 

“Where are you going?” Jaehyun as he let Haeun down since she wanted to be let down. She waddled to Johnny and asked to be picked up, which he did.

“I'm going to get the stone that will keep his powers sealed until he is at the age to learn to control them,” Phoenix explained. Jaehyun nodded.

“Doesn’t only Raven has those stones?” He asked. Phoenix nodded. 

“Doesn’t she always want something of mine from you, when you want something from her?” Jaehyun asked again.

“Yes, ever since she finds out I’m dating NCT Jaehyun” She signed. 

“Do you want me to give you something of mine?”

“No, last time I went to her, she wanted the necklace you gave me for our first anniversary, which is not even something of yours. I don’t want to give it to her, but I have to for Hajoon’s safety”

“Yea, our son is more important than the necklace. So, give her the necklace,” Jaehyun said. She nodded.

“Remember, no emotions,” she said and disappeared. She reappeared in Raven’s lair.

“Back again,” Raven said coming out from the back room. 

“Yes, give me the stone. I will give you the necklace ” Phoenix said as she took off her necklace. Raven took the necklace. 

“I have to make sure it is the real one,” Raven said as she opened the pendent to see a picture of Phoenix and Jaehyun on their first date, “I won’t be needing you in the picture.” She took the picture out, cut Phoenix out, and threw it in the fireplace. 

“Can I have the stone now? I gave you the necklace that he gave me for our first anniversary.” Phoenix said. Raven gave her the stone and Phoenix disappeared and reappeared in NCT 127’s dorm’s living room. 

“Did you get it?” Jaehyun asked once she reappeared. 

“Yes, ” Phoenix said as she took her real necklace out of her and put it on.

“I thought you gave her the necklace,” Jaehyun said, wondering why she still has the necklace.

“I gave her a necklace that is the same, but it’s not the real one,” she said as she took the stone and created a bracelet from it. She walked to where Hajoon was sitting and kneeled down and placed the bracelet around his wrist. Then, she tickled him and he laughed and nothing happened. 

“Now that everything is solved. Introduce yourselves” Johnny said. Phoenix smiled at him.

“I’m Phoenix, Jaehyun’s fiancé. The one you are holding is our one-year old Haeun and that troublemaker is Hajoon. Yes, they are twins.” She introduced, pointing to Haeun, then, Hajoon. 

“How did you meet?” Taeyong asked, after founding out she can speak Korean.

“Oh, he saved me from two men that were stalking me,” She answered. All the members, oh’d at Jaehyun, making him blush. Phoenix laughed at him. 

“What did he do? Did he fight them off?” Yuta asked, teasingly

“He didn’t fight them, he just made sure that I got home safely by walking with me.” 

“Okay, enough questions, we got to get going,” Jaehyun said, interrupting them in their teasing process. Phoenix took Hajoon from the ground and carried him on her hip as Jaehyun did the same with Haeun. 

“Where are you going?” Johnny asked

“To Jaehyun’s parents’ house” Phoenix said. They nodded 

“Please, visit us more often with the kids. It was a pleasure to meet you, Phoenix” Taeyong said.

“You too, we will, bye,” Phoenix said, “say bye Haeun and Hajoon.” Haeun and Hajoon waved bye to the members and vice versa and Phoenix, the twins, and Jaehyun with his hands on Phoenix’s waist disappeared.

Chapter 15: Seonghwa 2

Summary:

Here is the second part of the first Seonghwa.

*Sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Mars, Aisha, and the kids got into the gate of Mars’ house, which was a mansion. Aisha and the kids were amazed. 

“Wow, It’s so big,” Ella said. The other agreed with her.

“This is your house, mister?” Max asked Mars, who was driving. He smiled at him through the rearview mirror. “Yes, it is”

“Are we going to be living here, Mom?” Max then asked Aisha, who was sitting in the passenger seat with Leo(who was sleeping) in her lap (Don’t do this in real life, very dangerous). She turned to look at him in the back.

“Only for a while, sweetie” She sweetly said to him, before turning back. Mars parked the car in the driveway and got out. The kids followed suit as Aisha slowly took her seatbelt off. She was going to open the door, but Mars bet her to it. She slowly steps out and adjusts Leo.

“Thank you” she said. He nodded and shut the door. They walked to the doorsteps with the kids already there, waiting. Mars opened the door, since all the maids were sleeping. He let the kids and Aisha in first, before going in and closing the door. The kids looked around in amazement. 

“I will use you guys your rooms” Mars said to Aisha.

“Rooms? Can we only get one room? We will share since we are only staying for tonight. It will be better for the kids.” Aisha said back. 

“I want my own room” Layla said

“Me too” Ella said 

“Me three” Max said excitedly, not knowing what’s going around since he was two busy looking around. 

“You don’t need your own room, we are only staying for a little while” Aisha said firmly to them.

“But” Layla said. Aisha shook her head. 

“You want your own rooms?”Mars asked the kids. They nodded. “Then, you can have your own rooms.” The kids danced in joy. Mars smiled at them.

“Sir, I don’t think that’s necessary-” Aisha started to say, but Mars cut her off.

“It’s fine, let them be happy for once. They deserve it, do you think? And call me Mr. Park.” 

“Okay” Aisha said in defeat. 

“You guys must be hungry. Let’s have dinner” Mr. Park said as he led them to the kitchen. There was the table full of food. Mr. Park had the chief make a lot of food ahead of time. The kids didn’t see this much food in their life. The kidnappers only gave them one meal a day. The kids each pulled out a chair and sat down. Mr. Park and Aisha with Leo, who was awake now, sat across from the kids next to each other. Aisha sat Leo down on her chair gently. Then, she started putting food on the kids plate since she didn’t want them to make a mess trying to reach for the different types of food. She poured juice in their cup. She, then, took Mr. Park’s plate to fill it with the food. He didn’t say anything, just watched her as he kept an eye on Leo, making sure he didn't fall. She placed his plate in front of him and poured wine for him instead of juice, before making food on her own plate. She sat her plate down. She picked up Leo, sitting down in his place. Then, she put him on her lap. She began eating. She would feed Leo, then herself, so on. They ate in silence. After they were done, Aisha put their dishes in the sink. She was going to wash them, but Mr. Park stopped her. 

She gathered the kids to give them a bath. Before they were allowed one shower per week. Mr. Park gave her some of his shirts for the kids to wear and her a shirt and a short. Mr. Park told her he could give the boys a bath, while she gave the girls a bath. She agreed since the boys liked him. After they all took their bath. Aisha made diapers from one of Mr. Park shirt, which he didn’t mind, and tissues. She put the kids to bed. She blocked one end of her bed, so Leo doesn’t fall off. Then, she went to get him from Mr. Park, who was watching him while she put the other kids to bed. She went inside his room to see him holding a sleeping Leo. She went and Mr. Park gently put him in her arms. 

“Thanks again, Mr. Park”

“It was nothing. Tomorrow, we will try to help the kids' families and yours. For now, get some rest.” He said to her. She nodded and went out of his room. 

~timeskip to next day~

Aisha was still sleeping peacefully, but she kept hearing a kid voice.

“Mama” 

Mama? I don’t have a kid She thought. 

“Mama” 

She heard again, but with tiny hands touching her face. She slowly opened her eyes to see Leo, smiling at her. She popped him on his nose, making him giggle before getting up. She picked him up.

“Let’s go wake up your sisters and brother” she said to Leo. She walked to the door. When she opened it, she was getting by a maid, who had her hand raised. She dropped her head. 

“Hi, Ma’am. I set everything up for you in the bathroom to take a shower. I will take the kid and give him a shower while you take yours” she explained with a small smile.

“Oh, hi. Please don’t call me Ma’am. Call me Aisha. This is Leo.” 

“Okay, Aisha. I’m Lia. Can I take Leo?” Lia said. Aisha nodded and handed Leo to her. “Do you know where the bathroom is?” Aisha nodded and they went separate ways. After showering and changing, Aisha went downstairs. She greeted the maids she saw in the living room. She made her way to the kitchen to see the kids already there with Mr. Park. 

“Morning, Aisha” Mr. Park greeted her. 

“Good morning, Mr. Park, Max, Layla. And Ella” she greeted back and took a seat next to Mr. Park. 

“Morning, mom”

“Morning, Aisha”

“Morning, Aisha” Ella greeted. The maid put some pancakes on her plate. She begins eating. 

“My assistants and man are searching for you guys’ families. It will take days or weeks. In the meantime, you will stay with me.” Mr. Park explained. 

“Okay, but we can’t possibly same here and burden you. We will find another place.”

“It’s fine, you guys are not a burden at all. It will be easier to get in contact with you when we find information.” Mr. Park said.  Aisha thought for a few seconds, before finally agreeing. 

“For today, I will take you guys shopping since you can’t keep wearing my clothes that are big on you guys.” Mr. Park said as the maids started picking up their finished plates. 

“Okay, but the kids and I don’t have shoes to be walking around”

“I will carry them until we can get them shoes. You can wear one of my scandals.” 

“Okay, you can possibly carry all three of them. I will take Ella. You only take Max and Layla” Aisha suggested. Mr. Park nodded as they went to put their shoes on. He gave Aisha one of his scandals. Aisha carried Ella on her back, well holding Leo on her front. Mr. Park did the same with Layla and Max. They made their way to the car. They placed Max, Ella, and Layla in the back with Leo in between Ella and Layla. They told them to hold him tight. Aisha and Mr. Park got in the front. They made their way to the mall. When they got to the mall, they carried the kids the same way. 

“Let’s go to the shoe store first to get the kids and you some shoes, so the kids can walk freely,” Mr. Park said. Aisha nodded and they made their way to the shoe store. 

“Welcome to Dazzling Shoes! How can I help you guys?” the store clerk said as soon as they walked into the store. 

“We need help finding their shoe size,” Mr. Park said, pointing to Aisha and the kids.

“Okay, if you can follow me,” The store clerk said as she made her to the sitting area, “If you can set them here, I will measure their feet to determine their size.” Aisha and Mr. Park sat the kids down on the chairs. They took a sit as well with Leo in Aisha’s lap. The store clerk measured the kids first before measuring Aisha. 

“Okay, their shoe size is 5 and 11 in toddlers. 1 and 4 in youth and she wears size 6 in women” the store clerk explained, “Do you need help finding shoes?” 

“No, that will be all” Mr. Park replied. The store clerk nodded.

“Kids’ shoes are at the back of the store and ladies’ shoes are at the front of the store. If you end up needing help, there is an associate at each shoe department. “ She explained and left. 

“I will take the kids to find shoes, while you find some for yourself.” Mr. Park suggested. Aisha nodded and handed Leo to him. She turned to the kids. 

“Remember, only get one pair of shoes,” She told them. They nodded. She left to the ladies' shoes. 

“You can get two pairs,” Mr. Park said after she left.

“But, mom said only one,” Max said.

“She doesn’t have to know, besides, when she finds out, we already brought it” Mr. Park replied. They nodded, excited to get two pairs. They made their way to the kids’ shoes. The kids begin trying on shoes that caught their eyes, while Mr. Park finds some shoes for Leo. 

“Do you like these shoes, Leo?” Mr. Park asked as he put the shoes on him. Leo giggled, touching the shoes.

“S-s-shoes” 

“I will take that as a yes.” Mr. Park said, smiling at Leo before popping him on the nose, making him giggle some more. “We will take these two for you.” He went to the other kids. 

“Did you kids find some shoes?” he asked them. Max and Ella nodded, showing him the two pairs they picked. 

“How about you, Layla?” 

“I have one, but I can’t pick between these two,” she said, showing the two.

“Why don’t you take both of them?” 

“Can I?” 

“Yea”

“Thanks, Mr. Park,” she said, taking all three pairs of shoes. He saw the other two kids were sad.

“You guys can take one for pair,” he said to them. They went and pick their pair, smiling. 

“Let’s go buy these, before checking on Aisha,” He told them. They nodded and made their way to the checkout. After checking out, the kids wore one of their shoes. Then, they made their way to Aisha. They saw her looking between two shoes. 

“Did you find some pairs you like?” Mr. Park asked her once they got close to her. 

“Yea, but I can’t choose between these two pairs. Which one do you think looks good?” She asked, showing her feet that had each pair on. One pair on one foot, the other on the other foot. 

“I like both. Why don’t you take both of them?”

“No, I can’t. I will just take one of them.” 

“I’m paying, so I am buying both”

“But-” Aisha started, but Mr. Park shook his head. 

“Fine,” She said in defeat as she took the shoes off and placed them back in their box. Mr. Park handed Leo to her as he took the boxes. They made their way back to the checkout, purchasing the shoes. Aisha put the sneakers on. 

“Now, let’s go get you guys some clothes,” Mr. Park said and they made their way out of Dazzling Shoes. After they brought their clothes, they decided to eat lunch at the food court. 

~Timeskip~

It has been three weeks and in these weeks, Mr. Park and Aisha got closer romantically. Also in these weeks, Max, Ella, and Layla's families were found. Max's family was in Los Angeles, California, Ella's family was in London, England, and Layla's family was in Bangkok, Thailand. Max had a fit when they told him that his real mother was waiting for him and that Aisha was not his real mother. He wouldn’t talk to his real mother on a video call. He finally did when Aisha told him that she would always be his mother and that his real mother would be so sad if she didn’t see her son that was missing for three years again. Right now, they were getting on a plane to get back to their families. They won’t be flying alone, one of Mr. Park’s men will be flying with them, who will return right after. They were now at thy airport, saying goodbye. 

“Promise that you won’t forget about us and call us every day,” Layla said, crying as well as Ella and Max.

“I promise. I put my phone number in your guys' bags.” Aisha said hugging each of them, “Promise, you would be good to your parents.” She held up her pinky finger. 

“We promise,” they said as they each lock their fingers with Aisha’s. Then, they hugged Mr. Park, who was holding Leo, goodbye. Then, they made their way to their rightful departure station with Mr. Park’s men and got on the airplane.  

~Timeskip to three days later~

Mr. Park was in his office, doing some work when got a call from his assistant, who was founding Aisha and Leo’s families. 

“Hello, Mr. Kim.”

“Hi, Mr. Park. I find Aisha and Leo’s families” Mr. Kim said. When he said that, Mr. Park got sad since his little family would be leaving, but he was happy for them. 

“That’s good. Where do they live?”

“Aisha’s family lives in New York and Leo’s family lives in Ilsan, but there is bad news, sir” 

“What’s the bad news?”

“Well, both their parents are dead. They both die in a car accident. Leo’s parents got in a car accident with him in the car, which must be when he was kidnapped since he was not found in the car when the police got there. Aisha’s parents died three years ago. They don’t have living relatives.”

“Okay, thanks for your hard job. Goodbye!” Mr. Park said and hung up. He didn’t know how to let Aisha know about the bad news. He made his way out of his office to the living room to see Aisha and Leo watching a cartoon. He sat down next to Aisha. She turned with a smile to greet him but stopped when she saw he had a sad look on his face.

“What’s wrong, Seonghwa?” Aisha said. She calls him Seonghwa now. He told her to call him that since her calling him Mr. Park doesn’t fit right with what they are to each other. 

“We found you and Leo’s families”

“That’s great, but why are you sad about that? Are you sad that I will be leaving? Don’t worry, I will come to visit and call you every day.”

“I know you will, but that’s not why I’m sad. There is bad news regretting your parents. Both of your parents died in a car accident and there is no living relative for both of you.” Seonghwa explained. Aisha started crying after that, her parents will never know that their daughter is still alive. Seonghwa hugged her, crying with her as she cried on his neck. Leo didn’t know what was happening since he was too busy watching the cartoon. After a few minutes, he turned up to look at his mama, laughing but saw her and Seonghwa crying and didn’t know what was happening. 

“Mama?” He asked. Aisha let go of Seonghwa, wiping her tears, and smiled at Leo. 

“Mama is fine, Leo,” she assured Leo. Then, he turned to Seonghwa. 

“Papa?” He said to Seonghwa. Both Aisha and Seonghwa were shocked. They looked at each other and smiled. Seonghwa turned to Leo and smiled and picked him up, putting him on his lap.

“Papa is okay, Leo,” he said, popping him on the nose and tickling him, making him giggle. He turned to Aisha, who was smiling. 

“You and Leo will stay with me. We can be our own family” Seonghwa said to her. 

“I would love that,” She said back, smiling at him. He gave her a peck and hugged his little family. 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 16: Sehun

Summary:

This is inspired by the kdrama, Dokgo Rewind, where Sehun had a twin.

*sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Sehun's twin brother Seojun died in an accident at school. He had to go to his brother's school disguise as him to figure out if it really was an accident. His brother had a girlfriend, named Iris that he was dating for six months that didn’t go to the same school. They met at a convention. She didn’t know about the death of her boyfriend since his parents didn’t tell her. Sehun's parents told him about her. He didn’t worry about her since she doesn’t go to the same school, but she does now. Her family moved into the town where her boyfriend lived, so she would start going to his school. She didn’t tell him because she wanted to surprise him. 

Iris was at school now, she didn’t see Seojun at all, not even in the hallway. She didn’t have the same class as him, which she was disappointed about. She already had someone flirt with her. She just ignored him. It was lunchtime, she was making her way to the cafeteria with her two new friends. They were stopped by the same person who flirted with her. 

“Hi, Iris. Do you have someone to sit with? You can sit with me?” He said. Iris was about to decline, when her friends interrupted.

“She is not sitting with you Minho. She clearly not into you, so stop trying. And she is going to be sitting with us,” one of her friend said annoyed. 

“I didn’t talk to you Yeji, so Iris what do you say?” Minho said, before turning to Iris.

“Sorry, I’m going to be sitting with Jimin and Yeji” Iris replied. Yeji and Jimin pushed him and his friends out of their way. They walked into the cafeteria. Iris looked around and smiled. There was the person she was looking for the whole time, sitting at th table near the window with his back facing her. She left her friends and walked fast towards him. 

“Iris, where are you going?” Yeji asked, but got ignored as she watch Iris making her way to who looked like Seojun. Iris got to him and covered his eyes with her hands, smiling.

“Guess, who?” She asked. Seojun aka Sehun didn’t know who it was, but based on the voice, it was a girl. 

“I don’t know, who?” He said, he wanted to take her hands off his eyes, but he didn’t want to come across as rude encase it was someone his brother knew. She took her hands off his eyes. 

“It’s me, Iris. I know we didn’t see each other for a week, but you couldn’t have forgotten my voice already” Iris said sadly as she sat next to him, pouting. Sehun was shocked when he heard her name. “What is she doing here?” He turned towards her to see it was actually her, his brother’s girlfriend. 

“Iris, what are you doing here?” He asked

“My family moved here, so I will be going to your school now. Sorry, I didn’t tell you. I wanted to surprise you.” She said. Sehun nodded and went back to eating. She looked at him and saw some changes in him. 

“Did you get a haircut?” She asked, touching his hair. He slapped her hand. She was shocked as she held her hand. Sehun turned to her shocked at what he did. If I keep this up, she will figure out that I’m not Seojun. 

“I’m sorry, I just didn’t what my hair to be messed up” He apologized, taking her hand, rubbing where he hit her. She smiled at him.

“It’s okay,” She said as she intertwined their fingers. Sehun just let her. A sandwich was placed in front of Iris. She turned to see Yeji and Jimin, she smiled at them.

“I brought you a sandwich since you went without getting food,” Jimin said as her and Yeji sat down. 

“Thank you” Iris said as she opened her sandwich with one hand and begin eating, not letting go of her boyfriend’s hand.   

“So, you know Seojun?” Yeji asked, breaking the silence. Iris nodded,

“Yes, he’s my boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend!!” Yeji shouted, and everyone in the cafeteria turned to look in their direction.

“Boyfriend as in the person you are dating?” She asked in a low voice. 

“Yes” 

“How long?”

“Six months,” Iris said as she finished her sandwich. She stole her boyfriend’s drink and drank it since Jimin didn’t’ get her a drink. Again, Sehun just let her. The bell rang. Yeji and Jimin got up.

“Let’s go, Iris. We don’t want to be late.” Yeji said. Iris nodded and let go of her boyfriend’s hand. She kissed him on the cheek goodbye and left with her friends. He was shocked as he touched his cheek. Why is my heart beating fast?

Meanwhile at another table

“Well, it looks like she is already taken. You should stop wooing her.” someone at the table said to Minho, who was giving a dagger stare at Seojun. 

“She would leave him once she sees how lame he is and how awesome I am,” Minho said.

“You are not going to stop trying to get her to go out with you?” his other friend asked.

“No, Not when she is with Seojun. What does she see in him anyway? I’m hotter than him.” 

“Clearly a lot” his friend said, laughing. Minho hit him. 

~Timskip to three months later~

Iris was stopped by Minho again, this had been going on for a week, more like months. She was annoyed by him. He just won’t give up even though she told him and he saw that she had a boyfriend already. She fully her hand from his grip and turned towards him. 

“Can you stop? I’m not into you. Get that through your mind. I already have a boyfriend. Even if I didn’t I wouldn’t date a guy like you!” Iris shouted at him in anger. He growled and grabbed her shoulders and slammed her into the lockers. Iris shouts in pain. They were the only ones in the hallway. Iris struggled to get out of his hold.

“Look here, sweetheart, you will be mine even if I have to force you. I always get what I want” He said. Iris laughed. 

“Too bad. I’m one thing you won’t ever get”

“Watch me” Minho growled. He leaned to kiss her, but she turned her head. He just started kissing her neck. She continued to struggle to get out of his hold, but he was stronger than her. Then, he was thrown off her by a force. Iris turned to see her boyfriend. 

“Stay away from my girlfriend!” Sehun shouted at him. Minho got up in anger. He tried to throw a punch at Sehun, but Sehun got it. Minho was shocked. He tried to kick him, but he moved out of the way and flipped him over to th ground. He punched him in the face. Then, he showed him a video of him harassing Iris.

 “I will be showing this to the principal. You won’t be going to this school anymore.” Sehun said. He turned around, grabbed Iris’s hand, and made his way out of the school building to his motorcycle. Once he got to it, he let go of Iris’s hand. She looked at him and smiled.

“Thanks for saving me…………………. Sehun” she said. Sehun froze and turned around looking at her in shock as she smiled at him.

“How?” 

“I knew for two months now. You were acting way different than Seojun. Doing things that Seojun wouldn’t normally do. I followed you this one time and saw your friends call you Sehun. I went to your parents and they told me everything.” Iris explained. 

“I’m sorry” Sehun apologize, looking down. 

“It’s okay. You did what you had to do. Did you figure everything out?” she asked, holding his hand. He looked up and smiled at her.

“Yes, I took care of everything. I won’t be needing to be Seojun anymore. So, we don’t have to date anymore.” Sehun said. She suddenly kissed him, he kissed back after a few seconds.

Flashback to a month ago 

Iris was at Seojun’s grave, crying. She placed the flower on his grave. 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you. You must have been struggling and I didn’t see it. You did a very good job at hiding your struggles around me.” 

“I’m sorry for kissing your twin brother. I've basically been cheating on you.” She chuckled 

“I’m sorry. I have fallen for your brother. I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help myself. 

“Date him. I give you my blessing. I think you would be the one to change him. And I want you to move on from me” She heard. She turned around, trying to find the person., but found no one. 

“Could it be Seojun?”

“Yes, it’s me. Forget about me and move on and be happy.” 

“Seojun. I’m sorry. I love you so much. Don’t you forget?”  

“It’s okay. I’m in a better place. I love you too. Don’t you forget that too? Bye”

Iris felt a kiss on her cheeks. She smiled, touching her checks, “Bye” 

End of flashback

They stopped kissing and looked at each other. 

“I’m continuing to date you since I fell for your idiot charms. Your brother gave me his blessing. Unless you don’t want to” Iris teased since she knows that he likes her too. She started to step away from him, but he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. She smiled, putting her hands on his shoulder. 

“Nope.” H said as she laughed, “Let me ask you properly” 

“I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked. She locked her arms around his neck and smiled,

“Yes, I will be your girlfriend.” She said. Then, she hugged him. After a few minutes, they let go of the hug. They got on his motorcycle. Iris wrapped her arms around his waist.

“By the way, what did you mean by my brother giving you his blessing?” Sehun asked as he started the motorcycle. 

“Oh, nothing” Iris replied as she put her head on his shoulder, keeping the secret to herself. Sehun shrugged and drove off to their next destination. 

 

Chapter 17: Yeonjun

Summary:

*sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Yeonjun a werewolf, that was take by hunters and was sold in an auction. He was given a coller that prevent him from shifting. He was brought by ceo and that ceo put him in a large cage room that is connected to us mansion. He didn’t know he was a werewolf.

The ceo had two daughters, one his blood daughter, Ember,  the other his niece, Amaya. Amaya gets treated badly. The wife and daughter treat het like a servant. Her parents died when she was five years old. They left all their inheritance to her, which she would get when she turns 18. The inheritance is five millions dollars. Her uncle wanted the money, he been treating her nicely, hoping she would give him half of the money. His wife gave him this idea of killing Amaya and get all the money. He liked that idea. He would use the wolf to kill her. 

Amaya heard about the wolf that was trapped in cage. She wanted to free it since she loved animals and doesn’t like any harm to them. While the family was eating, she sneaked into her uncle's study room and stole the remote connected to the keys to the cage. She also saw a remote next to the keys that said collar, so she took that as well, hoping it’s a way to get the collar that the wolf has off. She quickly went back to her room, making sure everything was put back in place. Now all she needs is a way to get to the cage without security stopping her. She would find a way tomorrow, which is her birthday. She forgot that her uncle will know the keys and remote were missing.

Next day 

Amaya was serving the family breakfast and her uncle asked her to join them, which is a first. She sat down and the maid served her breakfast. She was weirded out by them smiling at her, which was so fake. 

“After breakfast, you will need to feed the wolf since the feeder is not here today” her uncle said. This is a perfect opportunity Amaya thought. She didn’t know she was being send to her death. Amaya nodded. 

After breakfast, her uncle led her to that building that the wolf was in and to the cage. She didn’t see the wolf anywhere inside the cage. Her uncle opened with his keys, which she wonder how he has it. He must had an extra.

“Where the wolf?” She asked 

“He is somewhere inside hiding. All you need to do is place the food in that bowl and be out.” Her uncle said as she stepped inside, kind of scared since it was a wolf she was dealing with. She slowly walked to the bowl. Her uncle locked the cage. As she was placing the food in the bowl, she heard a growl. She turned around and saw red eyes. She dropped the food and ran towards the door.

“Open the door, uncle” she said in a panick as she turned to see the wolf slowly approaching her. She turned back to see her uncle smirking.

“I’m sorry no can do. I need you do die in order to get the inheritance.” He said. Tears starting falling from Amaya’s eyes as she heard that. 

“If it’s the inheritance you want, I will give all of it to you. Please, uncle” she pleaded, but her uncle turned around and walked away. She grabbed the other keys she has and put her through the bars, trying to unlock the door with it. She felt a presence behind and felt a breathe. She dropped the keys and turned around to see the wolf right behind her. She backed into the bars, sliding down.

“Please, don’t kill me. I will get you out of here” she pleaded with the wolf with tears running down her cheeks. Why would I kill you? You are my mate The wolf thought. The wolf stepped closer to her. Amaya closed her eyes, getting ready for the attack, but all she felt was a lick on her face and a weight on her lap. She opened her eyes to see the wolf nudging her with its head. 

“You’re not going to kill me?” She asked. The wolf shook his head. “You can understand me?” The wolf nodded again.

“Okay, let’s get you out of here” Amaya said. She didn’t know what it was but she started to feel this attraction towards the wolf. She took out the remote and pushed the button that unlock. The collar on the wolf came off. “ I bet that feels better doesn’t it” she rubbed its neck, then grabbed the keys she dropped. She unlocked the door and stepped out with the wolf. 

“Okay, we need to get past the two guards” Amaya said as she and the wolf towards the entrance of the building. “There are the guards.” She pointed to the guards at the entrance. The wolf and her hiding behind a wall. The wolf stepped out and slowly and quietly approached the guards.

“Where you are going, it’s dangerous.”Amaya whispered to the wolf, but he ignored her. She ran to the wolf and stepped in front of it. She didn’t want him killing the guards. The guards heard the commotions and turned around. They saw Amaya and the wolf.

“Amaya, get behind me” one of the guards said. Amaya turned around to see Sir Ben and Sir Max. They were nice guards, they were the only ones that treated her nicely. Sir Max used to work for her parents.

“Sir Ben and Sir Max, it’s okay. The wolf won’t hurt me, but can you let us through. I need to get the wolf out of here. I always need to go, uncle tried to kill me by using the wolf.” Amaya explained. Sir Ben and Sir Max's facial expression changed to horror once they heard that they tried to kill her, their little princess. Ben and Max lower their weapons. They opened the door and let them through and followed behind them to protect them from the harm of this family. They made their way to the living room, where the family was meeting with the person that was responsible for the inheritance.

Amaya disappeared in the woods near our house. We looked for her, but only fought with this blood shirt.” Amaya heard her uncle say, showing him one of her cousin’s 

“Since she is probably dead the inheritance will go to the next relative, which is my husband, right.” Her aunty said. 

“That won’t be necessary, I’m not dead” Amaya said, stepping into the living room with the wolf. Her uncle and aunt were shocked to see her alive, too bad her uncle didn’t see if she was really dead. 

“Since you are here, I would need you to sign here” the man said. Amaya signed the paper. “If you want to split the inheritance, you will need to sign here with the people you want to split it with.” 

“My dear niece, I’m so glad you are alive” her uncle said to her. 

“No you not, you tried to kill by using mr. Wolf. You won’t be getting of the inheritance.” Amaya said as turned to the man, “I will split it with Sir Ben and Sir Max. Each of them would get 1.5.” 

“No, Amaya, you kept the money to yourself. We don’t need any” Ben said. 

“We feed and give you a roof over your head and this is how you want to pay us” aunt said, stepping towards, raising her hand to slap Amaya as Amaya backed away, but her hand got bitten by the wolf. She screamed, trying to get the wolf off. 

“Mr. Wolf, I’m okay, you can let her go” Amaya said and the wolf let her go. The aunt held her bloodied arm, crying as her husband helped her back to the couch. The daughter went to get first aid. The wolf was still growling at them. Amaya went in front of him and hugged it to calm it down. She let go once it calmed down. They heard bone cracking. It was coming from the wolf. They watched as the wolf started changing into a human. 

“You are human.” Amaya said shockingly.

“Yes, I am.” 

“Were you trapped as a wolf and I just broke your curse?” Amaya asked, amazed. The wolf, not human, chuckled.

“No, I’m a werewolf. That collar prevented me from shifting to my human off, now that it is off. I can shift.”

“Cool, do you have a name? I don’t want to keep calling you Mr. Wolf” 

“Yes, it’s Yeonjun” 

“Nice to meet you, YoungJun. Did I say that right?” 

“You too. Not quite, it’s Yeonjun”

“Oh, Yeonjun, well, you probably know my name, Amaya” said as Yeonjun. She turned back to the Ben and Max, “I will be sharing the money with you, you are my family. You are more of my family, than they are. Where do they need to sign, Sir?” The man pointed to the bottom. Amaya signed it and gave the pen to Ben and Max. 

“If you sign that paper, you will be fired” uncle said standing up, but Yeonjun growled at it, making him sit back down, scared. 

“You don’t have to go through the problem of firing us because we quit.” Ben said as he and Max signed the paper. The land stood up, 

“It will take a few hours for the bank account to open. In the meantime, here is a check Sir Ben and Sir Max share. For Amaya, here is the account information and debit card. For you guys, the police will be here any minutes to arrest you for child abuse and endangerment.” The man said, handing the check to Ben and Max and the papers and card to Amaya. Then, he made is way towards the door. When he opened the door, the police stepped inside. They went towards the family, arresting the uncle and aunt and taking the cousin too. Once everyone left, it was only Ben, Max, Amaya and Yeonjun. 

“Are you going to stay here, Amaya?” Ben asked.

“Yes, I will stay here with you guys. In the meantime, I will help Junnie, can I call you that? Get back home. Which I’m thinking is not from here, am I right?” 

“Yes, you can call me whatever you want. You are right, I’m not from here. I’m from South Korea.” Yeonjun said.

“South Korea! How did you get all the way here and be captured?” Max asked.

“I was trapped and taken by hunters and brought here and sold in an auction.” 

“Oh, that’s awful,” Ben said. Amaya and Max nodded in agreement.

“Well, when the account opens. I will be getting you a one-way ticket to South Korea.” Amaya said, “Until then, you will stay here with me.”

“I won’t be leaving here just yet. I found the one thing that I was looking for, for one year here, which I couldn’t find back home.” Yeonjun said, smiling at Amaya, “I won’t leave without it.”

“What is that? If you don’t mind me asking” Ben asked.

“My mate” Yeonjun said without breaking eye contact with Amaya. 

“Oh, I read about that. Werewolves having mates” Max said. 

“Who’s your mate?” Amaya asked, turning away from Yeonjun since the eye contact with him was making her feel something, which she can’t put a name to. She has an idea who it is.

“I think you have an idea who that is”

“It’s her, anit,” Ben said. Yeonjun nodded,

“Yes, she is the Luna to my pack” 

“Wait, Luna? So, you are the alpha?” Max asked. Yeonjun nodded again. 

“So, what do you say Amaya? Do you want to come with me to South Korea?” Yeonjun asked Amaya, who was quiet this whole time. 

“I don’t know” Amaya said in doubt, her heart is telling her to go with him, but her mind is telling not. She is listening to her mind right now. 

“Amaya, look at me” Max said, grabbing her hand as she looked at him, “I know your heart wants to go. You should listen to it. You don’t have anything left here. You should move and build yourself a new family. This is what your parents would want. An alpha can’t survive without its mate. And a pack can’t survive with its alpha and luna. If you are worried about leaving us, don’t be. We will be fine. We will call you and even visit you once in a while.” Amaya looked at Ben, who nodded and smiled at her. Then, she looked at Yeonjun, who was smiling at her. She smiled at him,

“I will go with you”

“Don’t force yourself. You should think about it for a while before making a decision” Yeonjun said. He wanted her to go on her own will. Amaya shook her head.

“I want to go. I was just worried about Sir Max and Sir Ben,”Amaya said. 

“If you’re worried about them, they can come with us and join our pack.” Yeonjun said. Amaya turned to looked at them, hopefully.

“No, we surely can’t” Max said

“Nonsense, my mate’s family is part of the pack” 

“Yes, Sir Max and Sir Ben. It will make me really happy if my family is with me and part of my new family,” Amaya said, trying to convince them, “Besides, there’s nothing for you here too.” Ben and Max looked at each other and nodded.

“Okay,” they both said. Amaya hugged them in happiness. 

“It’s settled then, you will all be coming with me on a one-way trip to South Korea,” Yeonjun said. They nodded. 

“Soobin, can you hear me?” Yeonjun said through a mind link. He couldn’t make a mind link when he had the collar on. It was somewhat blocking it. 

“Yeonjun!!! You are alive! Where are you? We been looking for you for years. We couldn’t get in contact with you through mind link. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” 

“I’m in America. I’m okay and not hurt. These hunters gave me a collar that prevented me from using mind links. The collar is off now, which is why I can communicate with you right now. I will be coming back pretty soon with a surprise.”

“Good, the whole pack missed you and is miserable. A few other rival packs turned to attack and take over in your absence, but we fought them off with the help of our allied pack. What surprise?”

“What? Thank them for me. Tell the others I will be back soon. I found my mate, our Luna , she wasn’t in our country, but another.”

“What! Really! Our pack finally has our Luna. Is she from a pack over there? Are her pack okay with her leaving?”

“About our Luna, she is not one of us”

“What is she, then? She is not a vampire is she!?”

“No, no, she is a human”

“Oh, there hasn’t been a human Luna in a hundred years.”

“Yes, I know”

“If you are nervous about the pack welcoming her, don’t be. The pack will love her, you know they will.”

“I know. I got to go. She’s getting worried since I space out and not responding.”

“Okay, see you soon.”

“See you” Yeonjun said as he ended the mind link. He saw Amaya looking worried. 

“Don’t worry, I’m okay. I was just communicating with my pack through a mind link, which I couldn’t before because of the collar.” Yeonjun said, assuring her. Amaya nodded in understanding.

“Okay, we have a big day tomorrow, let’s pack and go to bed,” Max said. Everybody went to pack with Yeonjun helping Amaya. The next day, they all got a one-way ticket to South Korea. They got on the plane, going on their way to their new family. For Yeonjun, he’s on his way back to his family with person who will complete it.





Chapter 18: Heeseung

Summary:

*The members, except Niki are three years older than their actual age*

*sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Heeseung is the alpha of Enhypen, a rogue pack, consisting of alphas and betas. They left their original pack because they disagreed with their rules and principles, one being can’t have a human mate. They have been living among humans for two years. When they got here two years ago, they had no place to stay and no money. A couple that owns a restaurant gave them shelter and allowed them to work in their restaurant as waiters. They have been living in the apartment above the restaurant. The couple found out about them being werewolves when Jungwon’s eyes and claws came out because of this rude customer harassing Niki. He was a slight problem in controlling his anger. They were fine with them being werewolves. They have been saving money to get a place of their own. With the tips they were getting, they saved enough to get an apartment with three rooms. They were the reason the restaurant became more famous and popular. Right now, Heeseung was setting up the restaurant with the others, getting ready to open up the restaurant. When he was rearranging the chairs, he smelt a vanilla with a hit of strawberry scent. He turned to the entrance to a girl opening the door and walking in. He saw Jay walk toward her, asking her how she has the key to the restaurant.

“Mate!” His wolf shouted. He has a human mate. He just knew his mate wasn’t among the werewolves.

“Ma’am, how do you have the key to the restaurant? You are not allowed in yet” Jay asked. She looked at Jay and smiled. She has a beautiful smile, Heeseung thought. 

“Oh, my parents are the owners. Of course, I have a key to our restaurant. Are you new? I have never seen you before. Then, again, I have been gone for four years.” She replied as she giggled. And a beautiful laugh Heeseung thought.

 

“Oh, okay. Yes, I’m new. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Jay” 

“Nice to meet you too, Jay. I’m Aria” 

“Aria!!” Someone shouted. Arya turned to see her mother, running towards. She hugged her. 

“I thought you weren’t coming back until tomorrow.”

“My boyfriend (as in a friend that is a boy) convinced me to come a day earlier to surprise you” Aria said, letting go of her mother to see her father approaching them. She got forget to separate boyfriend.  She has a boyfriend Heeseung thought sadly. She hugs her father. 

“I see we have some new faces here” She said as she lets go of her father. 

“Ah, Boys come to meet my daughter,” her father said. The boys came towards them. “You already met Jay. That’s Niki, Jungwon, Jake, Sunoo, Sunghoon, and lastly Heeseung. She is my daughter Aria.” 

Aria waved at them as her father introduced them. When she looked at Heeseung, she froze. She couldn’t look away from him, it was like there was some kind of connection with him. Her mother looked at them and smiled knowingly, but her father on the other didn’t like this one bit. He didn’t want his baby girl to have a boyfriend, especially a werewolf one, so he step in between them, breaking the eye contract. His wife shook her head at him.

“What’s your plan now that you finished college?” Her father asked her, pulling her to sit at one of the tables away from Heeseung. Aria let her father drag her even though she wanted to continue staring at Heeseung. Mrs. Park turned to the boys and told them to continue setting up the restaurant, while she goes to sit with her husband and daughter. Once she left, the boys turned to Heeseung.

“Is she your mate?” Jay asked. Heeseung nodded. 

“That’s great, hyung” Jake said

“Congratulations,” the others said. The boys congratulate him. 

“Thanks, but I think her dad doesn’t seem to like me with her” Heeseung replied.  

“Don’t worry about that. I think Mrs. Park got your back” Jay assured him. 

~TImskip two weeks later ~

Aria been getting along with the boys well. She started treating Niki, like her younger brother sincere she was an only child and always wanted a younger sibling. She also started to take a liking towards Heeseung. She feels this attraction towards him. She wants to know what it is, but every time she gets close or alone with him, her father is there to interrrupet. She is now, complaining to her mother.

“Dad is being annoying. I really like Heeseung. He’s a great guy. Why doesn’t he want me to like him?”

“Sweetie, it’s not because he hates Heeseung. Your father doesn’t what to gave his baby girl away. You have to understand.”

“I know, but he eventually have to gave me away. Can you talk to him? Please, mom” Aria begged her mother. 

“I will talk to him, okay.” 

“Thank you, mom” Aria said, “Now, I have to get to back to my boutique.” She kissed her mother goodbye and left. She open a clothing boutique with her six friends. Her and her four friends major in fashion, while her other two friends majored in business. All the clothes they sell in their store is designed and made by them. 

When she got to the store, she open it and went inside. Her friends where already there. 

“Good moring, Aria”

“Good moring, Cam, Nat, and Bella. Where are Mel, Minnie, and Tae?” 

“They are in the sewing room, putting last touchs to their designs” Nat answered. Aria nodded and made her way to the sewing room. She needs to  put finishes touchs her collections since today was their grand opening day of Freak du Chic. She saw the girls sewing some appliques and jewels. 

“Good moring” Aria greeted them, making her way to her station. She begin working.

“Good moring, Aria” The girls greeted back. After an hour, the girls finished all their collections. They been working on them through college. They brings them out and hanged them on the racks, putting one of each design on a manniquline to display them. They will be opening in a hour. 

After they set everything, which took like an hour since it was a lots of clothes. Nat was putting the sign board outside the boutique. The sign was letting people know about the grand opening today. They posted flyers around town couple days a go. They were a few people waiting in line for the store to open. She opened the door and welcome the people in.

“Welcome to the grand opening of Freak du Chic (I got this from Monster High), where you can find freaky clothings and all. Come on in” She said as she step aside, letting the people in. Everyone was amazed by the store and clothes. Nat was about ot go bak in the store, but was stopped by a group of boys.

“Excuse me, miss. Do you know where we can find Aria?” Jay asked her. Nat looked at them, she may have looked at Sunghoon a little longer since they was just something about him that attract her.  

“Ah, yes. How do you know Aria?”

“We are her friends that work at her parents’ restaurants” Jake answered. Nat nodded and told them to follow her. She told them to wait, while she goes get her. She went inside the sewing room.

“Hey, Aria” She said to Aria, who was doing new designs on her sketch pads already. She stopped and looked up at Nat.

“Yes”

“There are a group of boys looking for you. Thy said their your friends that work in your parents’ restaurant.”  Nat said. Aria eyes widen. 

“Was there a guy with bambi eyes with them. He’s tall” Aria said as she fixes her hair and everything.

“Yes, Why?” Nat asked teasingly, “You like him”

“No, Yes, Maybe” Aria said.

“Please, introduce me to the other tall dude” 

“Why? Are you feeling him?” Aria teased, it was her turned to tease. Nat blushed, “Maybe.” All their conversations was heard by the boys with their enhanced hearing. Heeseung and Sunghoon were happy that their mates seems to like them. Aria walked outside with Nat to see the boys. When she saw Niki, she ran to give him a hug.

“Niki!, how are you? Did you ate breakfast?” She asked him after releasing the hug. 

“Hi, noona. I’m fine and yes, I ate breakfast” He said, smiling at her. 

“Why are you so cute?” She said as she pinched his cheeks. He slapped her hands away, pouting.

“Noona, stop” Niki said as Aria laughed at his cuteness.

“We are also here you know” Sunoo said. Aria turned to them with a confused look.

“And who are you guys?” She said sarcastically. Sunoo put his hand on his chest in a hurt gesture.

“Oh I see how it is. You only care about Niki” Jay said. 

“Of course, he is my baby” Aria laughed and went to hug each of them in the row. As she was huggin them, she didn’t realize that she hugged Heeseung. The last person she hugged was warmer than the other, making her melt in the hugged since he hugged her tightly. When he did, she realize it was Heeseung that she was hugging. She immediately let go, blushing, looking at him. They were in their own world. 

“We should probably leave them to themselves” Nat said as she ushered the boys, “in the meantime, you guys can introduce yourselves? I will introduce the other girls.” Once they left, Heeseung decided to break the silence.

“How are you?”

“I’m good. And you?”

“I’m good.” Heeseung answered. They continued to look at each other. 

“I like you” Aria said her thought out loud. She blushed when she realized what she said “I mean. I-” Heeseung smiled at her.

“I like you too”

“You do?” Aria asked. Heeseung nodded,

“Would you be my mate?” 

“Mate?” Aria asked confused. Heeseung eyes widen. He forget she is not a werewolf.

“I meant girlfriend” He explained. She nodded.

“In that case, yes. I would love to be your girlfriend” Aria said. Heeseung hugged her in happiness, then he suddenly let her go.

“What about your dad? He doesn’t like me”

“Don’t worry about him. Mommy Park will take care of him” Aria said, laughing, making him laugh as well.

~Timeskip: a year later ~

It’s been a year since Aria started dating Heeseung. She found out about him and the guys being werewolves. She was mad that he didn’t tell her, but she got over it since she understood why he didn’t. Mr. Park finally accepted Heeseung after a talk with mommy Park and Aria. The other boys find their mates too, which happened to be Aria’s friends. Right now, it was night time, and Aria and Heeseung were cuddling in their bed. Then, suddenly, Aria sat up in a state of worry.

“What is wrong,baby?”

“It’s Niki. Something happen to him. I got to go” Aria said as she started getting out of bed, but was stopped by Heeseung. Every since she meet Niki, she created a bond with him. They don’t know what it is, but everytime something happens to him, she can somehow feel it. 

“No, you are not. Jay and Jake are with him. He is in good hands. I will ask Jay through our mind link about it, okay.”

“Hey, Jay, did something happen to Niki? Aria said she felt that something happen to him.” 

“Ah, yes. He got caught in a bear trap, while we were running in the woods. He will be fine”

“Okay, take care of him”

“We will”

Heeseung ended the mind link. 

“So, is Niki fine?”

“Yes, he fine, he just cut himself with a broken glasses that he was trying to pick up. He will heal” Heeseung lied. He didn’t want to worry her more than she is and didn’t want her to go looking for them in the woods, where danger is lurking. She signed, before laying back down.

“We will go tomorrow morning to see if he is fine” He said as he also laid back down, pulling her back into his arms. Aria nodded. 

Next moring 

Aria and Heeseung were making their way to the house the boys share together. As soon as he opened the door, Aria pushed him out of the way and went inside.

“Niki!! Where is Niki?” Aria shouted, looking around.

“I’m right here, noona. What is wrong?” Niki said, stepping out of the kitchen with an apple. She ran to him and started scanning his injury. She looked at his leg and saw that it was wrapped up. She bend down.

“What happened to your leg? Hee said you injury your hand with glass that should heal.”

“I didn’t cut myself with a glass. I caught my leg in a bear trap last night when Jay, Jake and I were taking a run in the woods. It will take sometime to heal.” Niki explained,not seeing Jay, Jake, and Heeseung shooking their heads, telling him not to say anything. Aria stood up and turned to the boys. 

“You lied to me. I will deal with you later,” She said to Heeseung, “For now, you two.” She picked up a pair of slippers. Jay and Jake made a run for it and Aria started catching them with the slipper.

“Noona, we are sorry!”

“Why are you going on a run in the middle of the night? There is the daytime to do that!”

“We are sorry! We will never do that again!”

Niki and the others were enjoying this from the couch. Heeseung looked at his mate, watching as she catch Jake and threw the slipper, hitting Jay in the head. She grabbed them by the ears, dragging them towards the others. She made the sat down on their knees as a punishment. She turned to Heeseung, giving him the look. He got up and sat next to the boys, doing the punishment as well. She sat next to Niki on the couch and stole some fruits from Sunoo’s fruit bowl, he was eating. She watched the show, ignoring the boys that were begging her to forgive them. 

 

 

Chapter 19: Lee Soohyuk (K-actor)

Summary:

Y’all know I had to do him. Fallen in love with him after watching Tomorrow.
Mafia au

*sorry for the mistakes*

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“Let’s break up” Soohyuk said to his girlfriend of three years, Autumn. They were inside her apartment, cuddling on the couch, watching tv. When he said that, Autumn moved away from him to look at him.

“What? Why?” She asked, “Did I do something wrong?” She grabbed his hand to make him face her. He can see tears forming in her eyes. He heart broke at the site. He never wanted to be the reason for her tears, but he gave to do this for her safety. She keeps getting hurt because of him. He pulled his hands away from her. 

“Look, I don’t love you anymore,” He said as she said that, her tears began to fall down her cheeks. 

“You’re lying,” she sniffed, “Who is making you do this?” She tried pulling his face towards her, but he moved away from her reach, getting up. 

“No one is making me do this!” He shouted at her, “Why can’t you understand I don’t want to be with you anymore!?” Autumn stood up as well. 

“Well, I don’t believe you!” She shouted back. 

“Well, believe what you want, but we are through!” He shouted and turned around making his way through the door. She ran to him and grabbed his arm, stopping from walking out. 

“Please, I love you, Soohyuk” She sniffed. He harshly pulled his arm away, making her drop to the floor. 

“Well, I don’t love you” he said before walking out the door without looking back. Autumn just sat on the floor, crying and holding the necklace that Soohyuk gave her. What she didn’t realized was someone was watching all of this unfold with a smirk on their face. 

A day later 

Soohyuk was going to leave the country to deal with the people that are after him, who were the reasons for his girlfriend's accidents that she kept getting into. Right now, he was telling his best man to stay and protect her. 

“Jun, I need you to give this Autumn,” Soohyuk said as he handed Jun the envelope, “It explains everything.” Jun took the envelope. 

“I will, sir” Jun said 

“Please, keep her safe for me” Soohyuk ordered. 

“I will, sir. Don’t worry, '' Jun replied. Soohyuk nodded before making his way inside the airport. Once he was gone, Jun ripped the envelope and threw it in the trash. He took a liking to Autumn since she was introduced to him.

“Don’t worry, I will keep her safe in my arms,” he said, smirking before getting back in the car and driving away. 

Three months later 

Autumn moved into a new apartment. She couldn’t live in her old apartment due to the memories it causes and Jun that keeps stalking her. She had a bad feeling about him, when Soohyuk introduced him to her. She rejected him, but he won’t leave her alone. She even changed her number. Right now, she is putting everything that reminds her of Soohyuk in a box. She took her necklace off, helding it in her hand, opening to see their picture inside. 

“I will always love you,” she said with a tear running down her cheek, before closing the pendent and putting it inside the box. She closed the box and placed it deep inside her closet, where she won’t see it. She wiped her tears as she heard a knock on her door. She went to the door.

“Who is it?” She asked as she looked inside the peephole to see Jun. She gasped wondering how he got her new address. 

“It’s Jun,” he said, “I just want to talk to you.”

“No, leave me alone,” she replied. 

“Open this goddamn door, Autumn!” He shouted, banging on the door, making Autumn jump back scared. 

“Go away, I will call the police!” She shouted back, he ignored her. She picked up her phone and called 112. 

“Police, what’s your emergency?” The operator said as they picked up.

“There is this crazy man that’s been following me around. Now, he is outside my apartment, banging on my door. He won’t leave. Please, help.” She explained to the operator in a panic voice as the banging continued. 

“Please, stay calm, ma’am. The police are on their way.” The operator said.

“Okay,” Autumn said as the operator hung up. The banging and yelling continued. Even her neighbors came out, telling him to leave, which he didn’t listen to. After 30 minutes, the police came. 

“Excuse sir, but you need to leave or we are going to arrest you” Autumn heard the police say as the banging and yelling stopped. Jun had no choice, but to go away. He didn’t realize that one of the policemen works for Soohyuk, making him know the men working for Soohyuk. The police knocked on Autumn's door.

“Ma’am, this is the police,” the police said. Autumn opened the door. She looked around, not seeing Jun, before looking at the police. 

“Don’t worry, ma’am. He’s gone. The next time he canes here, he will be arrested. There will be a new security guard at this apartment building to ensure he doesn’t show up again.”

“Okay, thank you, sir” Autumn said as she was about to close the door, she heard her name.

“Autumn, how are you holding up?” One of the policemen asked. Autumn looked up to see Yechan. 

“Oh, Yechan, hi. I’m doing fine. How are you?” She replied. She really didn’t want to see anyone associated with Soohyuk. 

“I’m doing fine as well. You don’t have to worry about Jun, I will handle him.” Yechan said. She nodded,

“I have to go now, it was nice seeing you” 

“Okay, you too,” Yechan replied as Autumn closed the door.  I hope you finish your business soon, Soohyuk Yechan thought since he saw how Autumn looked, which was not good. He walked away to his partner. 

Nighttime 

Jun was inside the underground parking lot of Autumn’s apartment. He was messing with the brakes of her car. He finished his job and stood up.

“If I can’t have you, no one will,” he said, smirking before leaving. He didn’t realize there was a camera recording him.

Next Morning

Autumn made her way to her car and got in. She started driving her way to work. She was coming to a red light, so she started to press her brake, just to realize her brakes weren’t working. She started to panic. It was a good thing the light turned green, but she had more traffic lights to go through. She called her friend. 

“Hey, Autumn. What’s up?” Her friend answered.

“Irene, my brakes don’t work!” She shouted in fear with tears running down her face.

“What do you mean?” Irene asked, also in panic.

“I don’t know, but the car won’t stop even when I step on the brakes,” She explained as she crossed a red light, “they worked fine yesterday”

“Someone must have tempered with it” Irene replied as she called the police on another phone, “Get off the main roads. I will call the police.” Autumn tried to find a road away from the main road. She found one and took it off the main road. The road was narrow and it was one way. She saw an incoming school bus and panicked more. She turned her car, making her go off the road, down a hill. Her car spinned around, before landing upside down.

“Autumn! Are you there?” Irene shouted, but Autumn couldn’t hear her since she was unconscious with blood running down her face. The bus driver called the police when he saw the car go off the road as she stopped the bus. He was also trying to calm down the children, who were frightened and crying. An hour later, the ambulance and police came. Autumn was pulled from the car onto a stretcher. She was placed inside the ambulance and taken to the hospital. She was placed into surgery as soon as she was inside the hospital. 

After an hour of surgery, she was placed inside a room. Irene rushed into the hospital, asking the receptionist her room, which she(receptionist) told her after telling her(receptionist) she is her friend. She ran to her room and saw the doctor coming out of her room. 

“Doctor, is my friend fine?” Irene asked. 

“She is fine and stable. She may have post-traumatic amnesia due to a car accident, which caused a little damage to her hippocampus, but it wasn't severe damage. She will recover the memories she lost. It may take days, weeks, months, or years, it depends on the person. She may need a trigger for the memories to come back. You can help her recover the memories, but take it easy and don’t force the memories, okay,” the doctor explained.

“Okay, can I see her?” Irene asked. 

“Yea, she's just unconscious right now, let us know when she wakes up,” the doctor said. Irene nodded, and the doctor left. Irene went inside Autumn’s room and saw her laying on the bed. She pulled a chair towards the bed and sat down. 

“Why is this happening to you as soon as Soohyuk broke up with you? This wouldn’t happen if he was here.” Irene said to her even if she can’t hear her (Irene).  

Irene had been sitting here for three hours, so she went to get  lunch, hoping Autumn wouldn't wake up while she was gone. When Irene was gone, Jun showed up. He looked at her. 

“You ended up surviving, eh”  he said. He saw her waking up. He waited. Autumn opened her eyes, looking around to see she was in a hospital room. Her eyes landed on Jun. she looked at him confused. 

“You are awake,” he said.

“Who are you?” Autumn asked him. Oh, she has amnesia, perfect he thought. He can use this opportunity. He walked to her. 

“I’m her boyfriend, Jun, you don’t remember me,” he said, sadly. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. I don’t remember you” she apologized.

“It’s fine, you will remember soon. Just know that I’m your boyfriend” he replied as he held her hand. She nodded. Then, Irene walked into the room with lunch. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Jun. 

“What are you doing here?” She said to him, “Leave this instant or I will call security.” Autumn looked at her, confused. 

“Why? Isn’t he my boyfriend?” Autumn asked, confused. Irene was shocked.

“He is not your boyfriend. He never was.” Irene told her. Autumn was more confused, but she should believe her best friend. She moved her hand away from Jun’s. Irene was about to tell Jun to leave again, but was interrupted by the police coming in.

“Jun, you are arrested for an attempted murder on Ms. Autumn.” The police said as they went to Jun and put cuffs on him.

“What! I didn’t do anything!” Jun shouted as he was dragged away. 

“We will let the judge decide that,” the police said and took him away. Irene was shocked to hear that he was the cause of Autumn’s car accident. She thought he liked her, why would he harm her. Well, anything is possible when it comes to Jun. she will not dwell on it. She went to sit in the chair next to the bed after setting food on the table next to the bed. 

“Who was that guy anyways?” Autumn asked her. 

“He’s this guy that is obsessed with you, which looks like he was the cause of your accident, but let’s not talk about him.” Irene answered, “What do you remember?”

“I remember us getting our first job at Kim Corporation, but don’t remember much after that.” Autumn replied as she tried to remember, but couldn’t. 

“Okay, so you don’t remember the last three years,” Irene said. She doesn’t remember the years of being with Soohyuk and the break up. I think this is good. I’m sad seeing her heartbroken because of the break up,” She thought. 

“Don’t force yourself to remember,” Irene said as she pressed the button to call the doctor.

~Timeskip: 10 months later~ 

It’s been a year and Soohyuk is back in Korea. He had taken care of all the people. He has been back for a month. He tried to find Autumn, but she doesn’t live in her old apartment anymore. He can’t reach her cell since she changed it because of Jun. He even went to her work place, but he found out she was transferred to another company. They wouldn’t tell him where. He had his man find out where she was. 

Right now, he was walking around to get his head clear since he was getting frustrated at not finding the whereabouts of his lover. As he was walking, he was suddenly bumped into by a girl, who was running. He caught her before she fell down. He looked at her as she looked at him. Autumn he thought. They continued to look at each other. Wow, so handsome Autumn thought. Autumn snapped out of it, when she heard the men that were chasing her. 

“There is she!” One of the men shouted. Autumn got out of Soohyuk’s arms. 

“Sorry, but I got to go,” she said to Soohyuk, before running away, trying to get faraway from the men. Soohyuk watched her go, wondering why she does remember me. Also, wondering who those men are chasing. He turned to them, blocking their way. 

“Move out of the way, sir” one of them said

“Why are you chasing her?” Soohyuk asked. 

“No of your business” the same one said.

“Is that so,” Soohyuk said, showing them his gun. They stopped. One of them took a good look at Soohyuk and gasped. 

“It’s Shadow,” he whispered to his friends, which Soohyuk heard and smirked. 

“Yes, it’s me, so you better leave and stop following her,” Soohyuk said. 

“Who is Shadow?” Another man asked, confused.

“The mafia,” another said to him, making him look at Soohyuk scared. 

“Sorry, we will leave and not be bothering her anymore,” one said, before pulling his friends away. He thought about following Autumn, but let it go. He needs to find out what is going on and what happened while he was gone. He went to meet up with Yechan to see if he knew anything. He got to the police station and walked in.

“Mr. Lee, welcome, what can we do for you?” One policeman said to him. 

“Is Yechan here? I would like to speak with him.” Soohyuk replied. 

“Yea, you can go right in.” The policeman said. Soohyuk nodded and made his way father inside. He saw Yechan at his desk. He walked to me and sat down in the chair in front. Yechan looked ups

“Soohyuk, you're back. Did you take care of everything?” Yechan asked him.

“Yea, I need to ask you something.”

“Is it about Autumn?”

“Yes”

“Well, Jun happened”

“What do you mean?”

“He's been causing her problems. I don’t know if you know, but he has been obsessed with her since you introduced her to him. He even attempted to murder by tempering with her car brakes, leading her to get into an accidents, which made her lose her memories of the past four years just because she rejected him,” Yechan explained.

“What? Where is he?” Soohyuk shouted up in anger. He left his girlfriend with a killer, he could forgive himself. He probably didn’t even give her my letter. 

“Don’t worry, he is in jail.” Yechan said, making Soohyuk calm down a little. He wanted to kill Jun, but will let it go, finding Autumn is more important.

“Thank you, Yechan,” Soohyuk said, before leaving the station to find Autumn. I didn’t call Irene her best friend. He doubts she will answer his call, but he will try. 

“Why are you calling?” She said, rudely once she picked up. 

“I’m calling for Autumn whereabouts,” 

“Why, you break up with her a year ago?”

“I didn’t want to, but I had to for her safety. I need to take care of the people that were after her,” Soohyuk explained, “Please, Irene.” He heard Irene signed.

“Fine, she probably is at the children's center, where she volunteers right now. The address is XXX,” Irene said.

“Thank you” 

“One more thing, she has no memories of you,” Irene said, “You have to get her to remember. The doctor said there is a trigger that will lead her to remember everything. I couldn’t figure out what it is, so maybe you can.” 

“I know, I will, thank again,” Soohyuk said, before hanging up and making his way to the address that Irene told him. 

With Autumn 

Autumn stepped inside a cafe after running. An employee asked if she was okay. She told the employee she was fine. She decided to order a drink and a batch of cookies.  After she got her drink, she made her way to the children's center. She couldn’t drive a car due to the accident, she gets a panic attack every time she gets inside a car. 

“Ms. Autumn is here!” A boy shouted as he saw Autumn get inside the building. All the children started running to greet her. 

“Hi, guys,” Autumn greeted them, “I brought cookies for you guys.” She set the cookies down on a table. The children were going to grab a cookie, but Autumn stopped them.

“Sanitize your hands first,” she said to them. They all sanitized their hands before grabbing a cookie. They went to continue playing for a little bit, before their arts and crafts class with her.  

“How are you, Autumn?” Her co-volunteer asked her, “you look like you run 5k miles.”

“Yea, I’m okay. I just ran into this teen that was getting harassed by this group of men. They started chasing, but I got away and made sure they didn’t follow me here.” Autumn explained.  

“Oh, you always get yourself into trouble.” 

30 minutes later 

While Autumn was doing her arts and crafts class with the children, Soohyuk showed up to the center. 

“Mr. Lee, how can I help you?” A worker greeted him.

“Hi, Mrs. Kim,  I heard Autumn volunteers here. I’m looking for her,” Soohyuk replied.

“Why does she owe something?” She asked, worried for Autumn’s safety.

“No, she is my girlfriend, I have been away for a year and wanted to surprise her.” Soohyuk assured her. She smiled at that. 

“But do you know she has amnesia,” she said to him, He nodded, “Okay, following this way, she is teaching arts and crafts to the children right now.” She led him to the large room they have. “I will get her for you.” Soohyuk nodded. Some of the kids saw him and was about to shout, but he gushed him with his index finger to his mouth. He stood up outside the door as he watched her. She was helping one of the kid with their project, smiling, before Mrs. Kim interrupted her. Mrs. Kim nodded towards the door. Autumn looked at him with a shock face, before turning back to Mrs. Kim, nodding at something when said. Then, she made her way to him. 

“Hi, Mrs. Kim said you wanted to talk to me,” Autumn said, confused. It’s the handsome man from before She thought.

“Yes, can we go somewhere more private,” he asked, not wanting to disturb the kids. Autumn nodded and gestured for me to follow him. She led him to an empty room away from the kids and Mrs. Kim. 

“What is it that you wanted to talk to me about?” Autumn asked him as soon as they got into the room. 

“Do you remember me?” Soohyuk asked. She looked at him and tried to remember, but couldn’t. How can I forget a handsome face?

“I’m sorry, I can’t remember anyone from the past four years. I got into a car accident, which is the cause of my amnesia. So, If I knew you since then, then I don’t remember you,” She apologized, “Are you a friend?” If so, I can’t believe this handsome man was my friend. 

“I heard. I’m not a friend. I'm just glad you are okay. Don’t forget yourself to remember. Your memories will come back soon,” Soohyuk said, his heart hurt that she doesn’t remember me and got hurt, “I have to go now, just wanted to see how you were.” He walked towards the door. Autumn watched him and suddenly she started getting images of the handsome man, her hugging, kissing and even the break up they had. She grabbed her head and groaned, dropping to the floor. Soohyuk stopped walking when he heard her groan. He turned around to see her on the floor, holding her head with tears running down her face. He ran to her, holding her shoulder. It worked. Him walking out of the door, the scene from their break up was the trigger. 

“Autumn, are you okay?” He asked, concerned.

“Soohyuk,” was all she said, before passing out in his arms. The memories returning must have taken a toll on her. He picked her up in his arms and walked out the room. He decided to take her away from the center.

“What happened to her?” Mrs. Kim asked him.

“She got her memories back, which must have taken a toll on her, making her pass out,” he explained, “I will take her home.” Mrs. Kim nodded. They left the building. He placed her inside the passenger seat, belting her upb before getting in the driver’s side. They made their way to his apartment. He laid her down on his bed once he got inside his apartment. He caresses her face, before leaving to do some work. After 30 minutes, Autumn woke up. She looked around, wondering where she was.

“This looks like Soohyuk’s place,” she said. She got off the bed, leaving the room. Yup, most definitely Soohyuk’s place. What am I doing here? She walked into the living room and saw Soohyuk working. She was happy to see him since he was gone for a year. She was going to run and hug him, but remember they aren’t together anymore. She tiptoed to the door, trying to leave without him catching her. She can’t face right now without crying. 

“Where are you going?” Soohyuk asked, making her stop in her tracks. He got up from the couch, walking towards her. 

“Autumn,” he called her, but she didn’t turn around. He knows she doesn’t want to see him. He grabbed her hand, but she pulled her hand away, turning around with an angry face, looking anywhere but at him. 

“What do you want?” 

“Can we talk?” 

“No, there’s nothing to talk about. You made your choice a year ago,” she said in anger, “if there’s nothing more, I will be leaving.” She turned back around and opened the door, but it was slammed back shut by Soohyuk’s hands. He trapped her between him and the door. She turned around again. She tried pushing him away, but he was stronger than her. 

“Let go” she said, not looking at him. 

“No, not until, you listen to me explain what happened a year ago” he said, he grabbed her chin with one hand, turning her face towards his. She looked at him for a second before looking away. 

“Fine, explain” She signed, making him smile. 

“Do you remember all the accidents you kept getting into?” He asked her, she nodded.

“Well, they happened because of my rival. They find out you are my weakness, so they were harming you to get to me. I had to break up with you to show them that you are no longer my weakness. They were watching all this happen, which is why I had to put on an act. Sorry if I hurt during it. I left Korea to take care of those people. I gave Jun a letter to give to you that explained everything, which he clearly didn’t. I came back just to find out that he was a traitor that tried to kill you.” He explained, watching her reaction. She looked back at him.

“Do you still love me?” She whispered, looking at him, nervously. 

“I never stopped loving you,” he answered, before bringing her into a hug. She hugged back, tears running down her face. After a few minutes, they broke the hug. Soohyuk wiped her tears. 

“I missed you so much,” he said

“Me too,” she replied, before kissing each other.







Notes:

I didn’t know much about the Korean police system, I didn’t my best. It just ended up sounding like the American police system, which I’m familiar with, haha. Oh, well.

Chapter 20: Lee Jongsuk

Summary:

I had to do him next. Love him in W: two words.

Longest one w/4,129 words

*sorry for the mistakes*

Warning:bullying if triggers you, pass this story

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Lee Ari, Lee Jongsuk’s daughter, was getting bullied at her new school for one month. Her parents don’t know about it since she hides it well. Also, the bullies don’t hit her in visible places and told her to not tell her mother or her mother gets it. If they knew who her father was, they wouldn't be doing that, instead they would be fighting to be her friends. Then, again who would want people to only be friends with them because of their famous father. The bullies were jealous that the boys were liking her, and she is a half-breed, that is what the bullies call Ari. She told the principal and teachers, but they didn’t do anything about it. They don't care about her, except one teacher, they are just using her as a charity to show their school accepts every kind of student. The teacher can’t do much, she was threaten to be fired. Ari told her to let it go even though the teacher didn’t care about being fired. She just got home from school with new bruises. One of the bullies accidentally hit her in the face so she has a bruise on her cheek. 

“Hi, sweetie. How was school? Did you still not make any friends?” Her mother asked her from the kitchen, where she was making dinner. 

“Hi. It was fine and no I didn’t” Ari quickly said,making her way to her room, before her mom saw her face. Her mother saw her cover the left side of her face. Why is she covering her face? She was going to put makeup on to cover it. She didn’t have any friends because other students were scared to get involved with her and be bullied along with her. After hiding the bruise with a concealer and changing clothes, making sure to wear long sleeves, she made her way to the kitchen to see her mother setting the table for two since her father often doesn't eat with them since he was away shooting kdrama. She went to help her. They sat down to eat. 

“So, why were you covering your face?” Her mother asked, making Ari froze, which she saw. 

“Oh, it was nothing. Maybe you saw it wrong” Ari replied nervously. 

“I know something is going on at school. If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine. I will wait for you when you are ready.” Her mother said, smiling at her before continuing eating. Ari nodded. Wish I could tell you, mom. 

Next morning 

Ari’s mother put a camera in Ari’s necklace, while Ari was taking a shower. She brought all of this when she saw a bruise on Ari’s arm. She began to suspect she was getting bullied, so she wanted to make sure. She hopes she is not getting bullied. 

“Ready to go, sweetie,” her mother asked her. Ari nodded. They went out the door. Her mother drops her off. She can also pick her up, but Ari don’t want her too because of the bullies. Her mother just thinks she is embarrassed to have her mother pick her up. After Ari was dropped off, her mother went to her store. She has a clothing store. 

When Ari went inside her classroom, she kept her head. She sat on her seat, which was in the middle with horrible words, such as half-breed written on it. She wipes them with one of her sanitizer wipes. She was going to throw away the wipe. As she was making her way back, she tripped, good thing she was wearing sweats under her skirt. She can hear clips and laugh. She got up, trying not to cry and sat down in her seat. One guy sitting in the corner seat near the window was getting fed up with this. He was going to stand up, but their homeroom teacher, Mrs. Kim, who is the only teacher that stops the bullying, came. Everybody got up to greet her. 

“Good Morning. Just one thing. Mr. Lee, your gym teacher is out sick, so I will be teaching it.” Mrs. Kim said, “ Behave and have a good day.” She left after that. 

~Timeskip to Lunch~

Ari always has a packed lunch, so she eats in the classroom. She was eating quickly before the bullies come back from getting their breads and sandwiches and start bullying her. She was bullied throughout the day, the camera that she didn’t know about capturing everything. As she was drinking her juice, she was hit on the back of her head, making her choke on it. They started laughing at her pain as she coughed, wiping the juice. The guy that was mentioned early was watching from outside of the room. He started walking towards them, but his friends pulled him back and away from there, telling him he will be the next victim. 

During Study Time

Ari was in the library, studying for upcoming exams and doing her assignments, when she was grabbed by the hair and dragged out of the library. The other students and librarian just watched as Ari was struggling. She was dragged to an empty hallway and thrown against the wall. 

“Leave me alone” Ari said. 

“Oh, you still have the courage to talk back” the main bully said. She kicked in the stomach, making Ari drop to the ground in pain. They continued to kick and punch her until they were satisfied. 

“Let’s enough, girls” the main bully ordered the others, “see you tomorrow, half-breed.” They walked away laughing. Ari laid there for a while, knowing it’s going to be hard getting up. She sat up after seconds. 

“Hey, are you okay?” Ari heard someone asked. She looked up to see a guy that she remembers is from her class with her things. 

“Does it look like I’m okay?” 

“Sorry, you're right. I brought your stuff” the guy said as he handed Ari her things. Ari took it from him. I can’t walk home like this, I need to have mom pick me up. She picked up her phone to call her mother. 

“Hi, sweetie,” her mother answered.

“Hi, mom can you pick me up” 

“Yes, did something happen?” Her mother worriedly asked.

“No, I’m just lazy to take the bus” 

“Okay, I will be there in 20 minutes” her mother said and hung up. Ari stood up, put her backpack on. She began to walk using the wall as support towards the entrance of the school building to leave the school and wait for her mother outside. She can feel the guy walking following her. She just ignored him. She got outside, sat on the steps. The guy sat next to her. 

“You know you can leave, you don’t have to wait with me” she said to him. 

“I know I want to”

“Why are you helping me all of sudden?” 

“I don’t know, but I can’t continue to sit and watch. What they are doing to you is not right.” 

“You know you will be the next target if you help or are with me”  

“I know and don’t care” 

“Whatever you say, what is your name by the way?” 

“Jisung” 

“You already know my name is Ari” Ari said. They continued talking to each other, until Ari’s mom came. They heard honk and looked up to see Ari’s mom picked outside the gate of the school on the road next to the school. Ari saw her mother nodded towards Jisung. I knew she wanted her to ask him if he wanted a ride home. 

“My mom wonder if you want a ride home” Ari asked Jisung. 

“If it’s not a problem for you and her” 

“Not at all. Come on” Ari said. They made their way out of the gate, went inside the car. 

“Mom, this is Jisung” Ari introduced.

“Nice to meet you Jisung” Ari’s mom said, smiling at Jisung through the rear view mirror. 

“Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Lee”

“Are you Ari’s friend?” 

“Mom,” Ari said, embarrassed by her mother. Jisung smiled.

“Yes”

“Well, thanks for being her friend” Ari’s mom said, “please, tell me your address, so I can gps it.” Jisung told us the address and Ari’s mom put in the gps. They were on their way.

~Timeskip~ 

Ari’s mom decided to look at the video the camera in Ari’s necklace recorded, while Ari was doing her school assignments. She opened the app on her laptop that was connected to the camera. She played the video and watched it. She played it after watching with tears falling down her cheeks.

“Mom, why are you crying?” Ari asked her mother once she saw her crying on the couch after she came downstairs. She quickly went to her mother, sitting next to her. She looked at the laptop to see a video paused on a scene that looks like her class. 

“Why didn’t you tell me you were getting bullied?” 

“I'm sorry. How did you know?”

“I put a camera in your necklace, hint, the video on the laptop.” Her mother said, pointing to the video on the laptop. 

“I’m sorry, mom. I didn’t want to worry you. You already have a lot going with your business, being pregnant and dad being gone,” Ari said, with tears falling down her cheeks.

“You are my daughter. It’s my job to worry about you. Your unborn sibling is worried for you too. Your safety is my first property.” Her mother said, hugging her, wiping her tears. Ari giggled at the sibling part. 

“How long has this been going?” 

“Since the first day”

“And the school and teachers did nothing,” her mom asked.

“They don’t care, only one teacher cared, but she was threatened to be hired.” Ari explained. 

“Is that so? I will go on Monday talk with the principal, see if that makes a difference” 

“I doubt it would. Please, don’t tell dad about this he will make a huge fuss”

“If it doesn’t, I will find a new school for you. He will find out eventually, it’s better to tell me” Ari’s mom said, “but for now, let’s get some sleep. Tomorrow we will have a mother-daughter day.” They cleaned up and Ari’s mom bandaged her up. They went to bed. Before Ari’s mom went to bed, she texted her husband. 

To: Jongsuk, my hubby

From: Jazlyn, my wifey

Ari is getting severely bullied at her school for a month now. I just found out today. The school didn't do anything about it.

Somewhere in Seoul

“That’s a wrap. We are finished with filming the last scene of Beneath The Lies.” The director said, “thanks for your hard work. We will get together tonight to celebrate.” Everyone clapped. Jongsuk went to change his clothes after thanking everyone. He heard a ding on his phone. He picked it up to see a message from his wife. He opened the message, his heart dropped at it. 

From:Jazlyn, my wifey

To: Jongsuk,my hubby

Ari is getting severely bullied at her school for a month now. I just found out today. The school didn’t do anything about it.

His daughter was getting bullied, while he was away. He needs to go home right now. 

“Jongsuk-ssi, are you coming to the get-together?” His coworker asked. 

“No, I need to get home. Something happened to my daughter,”Jongsuk replied, packing his things. 

“Oh, go then. I will let everyone know you can’t make it.” 

“Tell them I’m sorry” he said and left for his hotel to pack up. He purchased a plane ticket to Busan. He made his way home. 

~Timeskip again~ 

Jongsuk opened the door to his house. He walked and closed and locked the door. He dropped his stuff gently and made his way to his daughter's room. He slowly opened her door and stepped in. He walked to her sleeping form. He crouched down next to her face and saw her arm wrapped in bandage. He caressed her.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t here to protect you. Now that I’m here, nothing bad will happen to you” he promised and kissed her forehead. He left her room and picked his staff and went to his room. He set his staff in the corner and walked to his sleeping seven month pregnant wife. He kissed her forehead. 

“I’m sorry you had to deal with all of this on your own. I’m here now” he said as he pulled the blanket to uncover her bump and placed his hand, “I hope you didn’t cause mommy any problems while I was gone, cupcake.” He felt a kick against his hand. 

“I miss you too. Now go to sleep” he said and kissed the bump. Then, he pulled the blanket back up and went to do this nightly routine. 

Next Day

Ari’s mom woke up. She felt an arm wrapped around her bump. She turned around to his her husband. Did he get back last night? She wanted to hug him since she missed him for two months or so, but she needed to empty her bladder. She removed his arm and got up. She did her morning routine. After she got dressed, she walked outside of the bathroom that was connected to their room. She placed her pajamas on the counter. She saw that her husband was still asleep, so she let him sleep since he may be tired. She walked out of the room. 

“Good morning, mom” Ari greeted her as she was making her way to the bathroom.

“Good morning, sweetie” Jazlyn greeted her daughter back. She made her way to the kitchen to make breakfast. After finishing, she set the table. Ari walked into the kitchen. 

“Mom, is there someone else in the house? Because I heard noises in your bedroom.” Ari asked her, sitting down in her seat. Jazlyn saw her husband, slowly walking into the kitchen. Ari didn’t see him since her back is facing the entrance. 

“There is a surprise for you behind you,” Jazlyn said, smiling at her husband. Ari looked at her mom confused but turned around to see her father.

“Appa!” Ari shouted, getting up and running to her father. She hugged him. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too” He said, hugging her back. She lets go of him and pulls him towards the table. She seat in her seat. Jongsuk went to his wife, hugged her and kissed her. 

“I missed you” he said.

 “Missed you too” 

They let go of each other and seat down in their chairs. The family began eating their breakfast. After breakfast, the family of four sat in the living room. Ari was nervous since she knows her mom told her dad about the bullying.

“Your mom tells me you are getting bullied at your school for a month now,” Jongsuk said to Ari. 

“Yes” 

“And the school didn’t do anything”

“No, they don’t care. None of the teachers stopped it. Only Mrs. Kim did something about it, but she was threatened to be fired.” Ari explained. Jongsuk hummed in response.

“I’m planning on going to the school on Monday to have a chat with the principal about this.” Jazlyn said. 

“I will come with you” he said as Jazlyn nodded, “for today, let’s spend time together as a family since I didn’t see you guys for months and go to an amusement park. How does that sound?”

“Yea sounds great. I haven’t been there since I was five,” Ari said excitedly.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t been spending time with you due to my busy schedule,” Jongsuk apologized to his daughter. 

“It’s fine, appa” Ari assured him, “it’s your job. I understand. You always call and talk to me in your free time. That’s more than enough for me.” Jongsuk hugged his daughter tightly. Jazlyn looked at them with love in her eyes. 

“Appa, I can’t breathe,” Ari said, laughing. Jongsuk let her go. “Let’s go.” The family of four got their shoes on,left their house, and made their way to the amusement park. Jongsuk did not forget his mask. 

~Timeskip to Monday~

Monday morning, Ari’s parents went with her to her school. They walked inside, all the students were looking at her dad, who had a mask on. They didn’t know she had a dad. With Ari, they made their way to the principal’s office. 

“Hi, I would like to speak to Mr. Jung,” Jazlyn said to one teacher that was stepping out of the office. Mr. Jung saw them. He stepped out of his office.

“Mrs. Lee, Ari, and you must be Mr. Lee. What can I do for you?” Mr. Jung said to them sweetly. He was putting in an act in front of them. Jazlyn wanted to slap him.

“We wanted to talk about the bullying that is happening at your school that involves our daughter,” Jazlyn said. 

“Bullying? There is no bullying that happens at this school.” 

“How do you explain the bruises on my daughter’s body?” Jazlyn argued in anger. Jongsuk put a hand on her back to calm her down since stress is not good for the baby. 

“Let’s talk this inside,” Mr. Jung said as he stepped back inside his office with them following. Jongsuk closed the door. Mr. Jung gestured for them to take a seat as he took a seat across from them. 

“About your daughter’s bruises, she may have gotten them from gym class. They tend to play a little rough,” Mr. Jung said. Jongsuk narrowed his eyes at him. 

“I had a feeling you would say this,” Jazlyn said, smirking. She pulled her phone and pulled up the video and showed him the video. Jongsuk moved to watch the video too since he didn’t know about it. He was shocked and angry at what he saw. He couldn’t believe his daughter went through this every single day at school. Mr. Jung swallowed his spit. Jazlyn played the video after 30 minutes. Jongsuk sat back down and glared at Mr. Jung. 

“My daughter tells me that you didn’t do anything about it when she told you. You even threaten to fire a teacher if she interferes.” Jazlyn said. 

“Look we don’t want our school reputation to be ruin-“ Mr. Jung started to say, but was interrupted by Jongsuk, who decided to finally talked. 

“I don’t care about you reputation,” Jongsuk said as he takes his mask off, Mr. Jung was shocked to see him, “Your school doesn’t care about their students safety. I don’t want my daughter going to a school where she is not safe. And you are clearly discriminating my daughter because her skin. That doesn’t sit right with me. My daughter won’t be going to your school anymore. You just lost one of your best students.” Jongsuk gesture for his wife and daughter to get up. They made their way towards the door. Jongsuk stopped,

“I will not be sponsoring your school anymore” 

“Wait, Mr. Lee. Let’s not do that. The bullies will be expelled-” Mr. Jung started to say as he got up. He can’t lose Lee Jongsuk’s sponser. 

“Now that you know I'm her father, you want to do something,” Jongsuk said. He glared at Mr. Jung and  walked out of his office with his wife and daughter. They walked down the hallway. 

“Oh my god, it’s Lee Jongsuk!” A girl screamed. A group of students started running towards them. Jongsuk grabbed his wife’s, ready to protect her from the crowd.

“Ari, you know Jongsuk oppa?” A student asked Ari. 

“Wait, her name is Lee Ari. He is with her and her mother. Is he your father?” Another student said.

“Yes, I’m her father,” Jongsuk said.

“No way!” Every student shouted. 

“What’s going on here,” they heard someone said behind the group of students. The person pushed her way through. It was Ari’s bully. She looked to see Jongsuk. 

“Oh my. It’s you Jongsuk” she said, she turned to see Ari and frowned, “Halfbreed what are you doing with Jongsuk oppa.” 

“What did you just call my daughter?” Jongsuk asked in anger. 

“Wait, daughter. She’s your daughter?” 

“Yes, you must be the one that has been bullying my daughter.” Jongsuk said. He turned to the other students, “And you guys just stood and watched.” The other students look down in guilt. The bully didn’t have any regrets.

“Oppa, why are you married to that thing?” The bully asked, pointing to Jazlyn. 

“Excuse me” Jazlyn said, “Didn’t your parents teach you to respect your elders?” The bully just ignored her. Oh, how Jazlyn wanted to slap her right now since it’s  clear that she is not getting disciplined at home.

“My wife is not a thing,” Jongsuk said angrily, “We aren’t going waste our breathe, speaking to you. So, please move out of her way. Let’s go honey and Ari.” Jongsuk pushed her out of the way and pulled his wife and Ari through as the other students made way for them. Suddenly, the bully pulled Jazlyn’s hair, making her let go of Jongsuk’s hand. As she tried to get that stupid girl hands off of her. Everybody was shocked that she missed with an elder, somewhere recording the whole thing.

“Let go!” Jazlyn shouted in pain. It was a horrible day to wear her natural hair out. Jongsuk was going to pull the bully's hand off of his wife’s hair, but Ari beat him to it. She pulled the bully’s hand of her mother and punched her in the face. 

“I wanted to do that for the longest time,” Ari said as Jongsuk checked on his wife. The bully started to come at Ari, but was held back by some teachers. 

“That’s enough out of you,” Mr. Jung said, “As of today, you are expelled from this school.”

“But, appa” 

“Enough, Jiwoo!” Mr. Jung said.

“Appa?, no wonder you were letting her get away with everything,” Jongsuk said. No wonder why everybody didn’t want to get involved, Ari thought.

“I’m sorry on her behalf Mr. and Mrs. Lee” Mr. Jung said, “As of today, I’m no longer the principal of this school. Mr. Kim would be the new principal. So, Mr. and Mrs. Lee, you don’t have to take Ari away from this school. She is one of our best students.” 

“Apology not accepted. We still want to take our daughter out of this school, but it is up to her,” Jazlyn said, turning to Ari, “What is your decision, Ari?” Ari looked at Jisung, who smiled at her. She smiled back.

“I would like to stay,” Ari said. Her parents nodded and all the students cheered. Her classmates surrounded her, apologizing. Jongsuk and Jazlyn looked at the happy smile on their daughter’s face. 

“Well, our work here is done,” Jazlyn said to her husband. 

“It sure is, how about we go to an aquarium with just the two of us,” Jongsuk said to her with his hand on her belly bump. He suddenly left a kick to his hand, “I mean just the three of us. I didn’t forget about you, cupcake.” Jazlyn giggled.

“I would love. We haven’t been there since our first date. We should also take Ari there sometimes,” Jazlyn said. 

“Hey, Ari, sweetie,” Jazlyn called to her daughter, “we’re going to go now.” 

“Okay, bye eomma and appa,” Ari replied. 

“Wait, Jongsuk oppa, before you go, can we have a picture with you.” One student asked Jongsuk, nervously. 

“Sure, why not,” Jongsuk said, “We may have to take three pictures because I don’t think all of you are going to fit in the frame and hallway.” The first group of students and teachers positioned themselves with Jongsuk front and center. Ari went to help take the picture with a student’s phone. 

“No, Ari, we want you in the picture with us,” a student said. 

“I will take the picture, you go,” Jazlyn said to her daughter, gently pushing her towards the group. Ari stood next to her father with Jisung behind her.

“Everyone, put a big smile on your faces, 1,2, 3” Jazlyn said and took the picture. She took two more pictures of the other students. After that, they left the school. 

One year later 

It’s been a year since the bullying incident, and Ari made some friends, real friends, not ones that are only friends with her because of who her father is. She also got herself a boyfriend. Everyone can guess who it is. It is Jisung, it was bound to happen. Jongsuk was not very happy with the news, he almost murdered Jisung, but he came around. And within that one year, Jazlyn and Jongsuk welcome their new twin boys, Minjun and Minsu into the world. 

 







Notes:

sorry I don’t know how schools in South Korea runs. please don’t take offense if I got things wrong.

Chapter 21: Big(from Kinnporsche)/Nodt(actor)

Summary:

Here another Thai actor, who looks like Yuta from NCT.
Some of the storyline is from the drama, Kinnporsche.

PLEASE THE NOTE AT THE BEGINNING IF YOU DON’T WANT TO CONFUSED WHILE READING!!!

*sorry for the mistakes*

Notes:

Background info: Porsche and his brother, Porschay had a gaurdian witch named Nyx watch over once their parents died, the same one that watched over their parents. She was visible to them until the age of 12. She wasn’t happy about Porsche being a bodyguard for a mafia, but she can’t interfere with their decisions. She’s just there to protect them from harm. Now, she doesn’t watch over Porsche that much, more of his brother. She showed herself to Porsche when got shot by an enemy. Porsche still remembers her. She made Kinn aka the mafia and lover, promise to keep him safe. While, meeting him she meet her soulmate. Each witch guardian has a soulmate or two. Her soulmate was one of Kinn’s bodyguards, Big

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Kinn and Porsche were missing, all the bodyguards were looking for them in the woods. 

“Sir, we are not finding them” Arm said to Chan through the earpiece.  

“Keep looking, we need to bring them back dead or alive” Chan said back. 

“Should we ask Nyx for help?” Big asked. Chan signed, 

“Yea, it’s looks like we need to. Do you know how to reach her since she’s your girlfriend?” 

Big nodded and rubbed a Jewel that was connected to his necklace. The Jewel was given to him by Nyx. He can rub it once if he needs help and she will be there. After a few minutes, Nyx appeared infront of him with an worried expression.

“What’s wrong? This is the first time you use the Jewel.” She said to Big as she looked all over at him for any injury. He smiled at her to assure her he’s fine. 

“We need your help in finding Kinn and Porsche.” He said 

“What happened to them?”

“They are missing” 

“I can locate them for you and take you right to them.” She said. She grabbed both of their hands and closed her eyes. They landed a few meters from this rocks place. They saw that Kinn was shot and Porsche trying to protect him, while someone pointing a gun at them. Big shot the person as the other bodyguards came to the clearing, rushing towards Kinn and Porsche along with Chan. Nyx was glad Porsche wasn’t hurt and Kinn kept his promise. Big turned towards Nyx,

“Thanks for your help”

She smiled and nodded at him, “I got to go now, I left a new guardian with Porschay.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek and disappeared. 

~Timeskip a couple weeks~

Porschay was kidnapped in the absence of Nyx, who was at a guardian meeting. The new guardian was in charge of watching over him, which she clearly didn’t do. He was taken by Kinn’s evil ex, Tawan. He was held captive in an abandoned building. Porsche showed up with Vegas (Kinn’s cousin), who was working with Tawan, but got caught and tied up by Taiwan's minions. 

“This wasn’t the fucking plan!” Vegas shouted at Tawan. 

“You are in this” Porsche said shocked (of course he is, he was a walking red flag through the whole show, you were dumb to see it unlike everybody else). Vegas ignored him. Then, Kim, Kinn’s little brother showed up with Big and killing the minions, while Vegas ran away. Big untied Porsche. Porsche told Kim to take his brother. He was also about to leave too, but Tawan wasn’t died. He picked a gun and pointed at Porsche. Big saw this and jumped infront of him, taking the shot instead. In that moment, Nyx showed up and saw her boyfriend get shot.

“Nooooo!!!” She screamed as she threw Tawan at a wall. She ran to Big, dropping on her knees and pulling him onto her lap with tears running down her cheeks. 

“Be happy” he said to her, then turned towards Porsche, “take care of Kinn.” Then, he was gone. Kinn and the others showed up now at that moment as Tawan got up with his gun. Big Kinn said when he saw Big's dead body. Kinn and the others pointed their guns at Tawan. He started to give a whole speech (why do villains do a whole speech before they kill someone). 

Nyx took Big’s necklace. She put their foreheads together.

“I promise I will find you again.” She promised as she heard a gunshot go off. She turned to see that Tawan was dead, he must have shot himself. She didn’t really care. She got up, getting ready to go.

“Where are you going?” Porsche asked

“To punish that new gaurdian that was in charge of protecting Porschay and to find the other Big.” 

“What do you mean by the other Big?”

“Big has a doppelgänger and I will find him” she replied, “before you ask, no none of you have a doppelgänger, only guardians’ soulmates have doppelgängers.” Porsche nodded.

“A new guardian will be assigned to Porschay in an hour. In the meantime, protect your brother. And Kinn I will leave them in your care, protect them. I will hunt you down if anything happens to them.” She threatened Kinn, before disappearing.

~Timeskip after the new guardian punishment~

She appeared in another city in Thailand, inside an apartment. She looked around and saw him inside the kitchen. She cried, silently, happy to see him alive even though, he is not her Big. She silently watched him, making dinner. He can’t see her since she is invisible. Then, he was holding his head in pain. She knew she was getting Big’s memories. As soon as one’s soulmate dies, the other get their memories. She saw that he was fainting, so she froze time. She went to him and turned off the stove. She dragged him to the couch, place him of it. He will be waking up in an hour or so. In the meantime, she will finish making his dinner. 

An hour later 

Nyx was sitting the table, when she heard a groan. She turned to see the doppelgänger was waking up. She quickly set the plate down and step away from the table, went into the living room. 

“What happened?” He said to himself, looking around, “I must have fainted because of all those memories. I don't remember those memories. Are they of my past life? Who was that girl, Nyx? She is probably my lover in the past? How did I get to the couch?” His stomach growled. 

“Let’s eat some food” 

He got up from the couch, made I his way to the kitchen to see the food was ready for him at the table. 

“That’s weird, I don’t remember finishing the food or setting.” He said and looked around, “Is anyone here? Amara?” No one answered him. He shrugged his shoulders, “She probably did this before leaving.” He sat down and began eating. 

“Who is Amara?” Nyx thought.

~Timeskip: a week later~

Nyx has been following the doppelgänger, now known as Nodt. She found out he is the CEO of Panyangarm, Inc. She still didn’t find out who Amara was. She got an apartment in his apartment building. She got a job at his favorite cafe. She will show herself in front of him today. Today is her first day at the cafe. She was walking to the cafe, talking on the phone with the guardian that was in charge of keeping Chay safe. 

“How is everything going over there? How is Chay and Porsche?” She asked.

“Everything is good. Chay finally decided to go to Music school.” The person on the other line said. Nyx opened the door to cafe, and suddenly, all she feels is a burning sensation on her chest. 

“Ow” she said in pain. She looked down at her chest to see a wet mark. 

“I’m so sorry” she heard a voice that sounded a lot like Nodt. She looked up to see him. This is not how I wanted to show myself, but oh well .

“It’s okay,” she said. He finally looked at her face and froze. She’s that girl, Nyx. She smiled at him. “Are you okay?” 

“Yea, let me buy you a coffee as an apology” he said after recovering. 

“It’s fine, you don’t need to. Besides, I don’t drink coffee.” She replied, “we need to move from the entrance.” He moved back inside with her following. 

“I have to do something.” He said.

“Nyx, you are here” they heard behind him. Nyx looked behind to see the manager, waving at her. 

“If you would, excuse me. I have to go. Don’t worry about this” she said to him, making her way around him. He grabbed her arm and put his business card in her hand.

“Here’s my number. Call me if you have an idea of how I can repay you” He said as she smiled and walked away. He watched her go. Her name is Nyx as well

~Timeskip again~ 

It’s been a month Nyx and Nodt were talking to each other on the phone a lot. What’s surprising was that Nodt been showing up at the cafe more than usual. The other workers always tease Nyx about it. Nodt was at the cafe today,looking around for Nyx,but he didn’t see her. When the workers saw him looking around, they smirked.

“Are you looking for Nyx?” A co-worker asked, when she came to give him his order. 

“Ah, yes”

“She’s in the back. Do you want me to get her for you?”

“No, that’s fine” 

“No, I will get her. She just getting ready to leave anyways.” She said and turned to leave, before he can stop her. Why am I so obvious?

In the break room

“Hey, Nyx” someone said to Nyx as she was getting her stuff from her locker. She turned around to see Pang.

“Yes”

“Your boyfriend is here to see you” Pang teased

“He’s not my boyfriend, yet” she said, whispering the yet.

“He might as well be by the amount of time he’s here, especially the days you are working.” Pang laughed. Nyx rolled her eyes. 

“Whatever, how do I look?” She asked her, fixing her hair and clothes.

“You look fine” pang said. Nyx went out of the break room. She looked around for Nodt and saw him at table near the window. She walked towards him. 

“I heard you were looking for me,” She said to him, smiling. He looked up from eating his muffin. He smiled at her. They can hear the other workers giggling at them. Nyx turned around to them, mouthed stop at them, before turning back to Nodt with a smile. 

“Yes” 

“Did you needed something?” She asked him. He took a breath. 

“I was wondering, if you fancy-” he said to say, but was interrupted by someone screaming his name. 

“Nodt!”

They turned towards the person to see a girl, walking towards them with a not so happy face.

“Amara, what are you doing here?” Nodt asked her. So she’s Amara. 

“Who is this? Are you cheating on me?” Amara said, in anger, ignoring his question. Oh, he has a girlfriend already. I don’t want to be a homewrecker. I need to let him go. 

“What are you talking about?” Nodt shouted at her. Nyx decided to interrupted them.

“Excuse me, miss Amara, you don’t have to worry about your boyfriend cheating. I’m a worker here. If you can excuse me, I need to go.” Nyx said, in a sad tone. She turned around, walked, more like ran to leave the cafe.

“Nyx, wait!” Nodt shouted, but Nyx ignored him and walked out the door. Her co-workers were worried for her and were giving Nodt a death stare, which he can feel, but ignore it.

“What’s wrong with you? Why would you say that?” Nodt scolded Amara.

“I’m sorry, P. I was playing around, didn’t think she would take it seriously” Amara apologized.

“If you weren’t my sister, I would have smacked you right now” Nodt signed, “matter of fact, *wack*.” He smacked her on the back of her head, before Getting up and running after Nyx, hoping she didn’t go far. He walked around looking for her, he couldn’t see her anywhere. Then, he heard some sniffing sounds in the alleyway near the cafe. He walked into it and saw Nyx crying. A bullet went through his heart when he saw her crying. He never wanted to be the reason for her tears. He walked towards her.

“Nyx” he said, softly. She looked up at him, frowned. 

“What are you doing here? I don’t want your girlfriend to think I’m a boyfriend stealer, so leave” she said to him in anger and brushed past him to leave, but he grabbed her hand. She struggled to get out of his grip. “Let go”

“No, listen. She not my girlfriend, she my sister. She was playing around, like she always does.” Nodt said as he pulled her towards him. 

“Really?” 

“Really” he said as he wiped her tears, smiling at her. She smiled back. They continued staring at each other, slowly leaning closer, until their lips met in kiss. After a few minutes, they break the kiss. 

“What were you going to say before your sister interrupted you?” 

“Oh, yes. I was wondering, if you wanted to have dinner with me this evening” 

“Like a date”

“Yes”

“I would love to” she said, hugging him, which he returned. They heard clapping. They turned around to see Amara. Nodt gave her a look. She put her hands up in surrender. She walked to them.

“I just wanted to apologize to Nyx. I’m sorry” Amara apologized. Nyx smiled at her, getting out of Nodt’s hold. She walked towards her.

“It’s okay” she said as she hugged her, which Amara returned. 

“I like her, brother. If you hurt her, you are dead.” Amara threatened her brother. Nyx laughed.

~Timeskip:five months later~

Nyx told Nodt about everything, including her being a guardian. Right now, they were leaving to meet Nyx’s family. Nodt was nervous. 

“Babe, you don’t have to be nervous. They will love you, besides you looked like their fallen brother. They would accept you with open arms. You maybe be tested by Kinn, Vegas, probably Porsche too, but you will be fine.” Nyx assured him, which just made him more scared.

“That wasn't helpful at all,” he said. Nyx laughed and grabbed his hand. They disappeared and reappeared at the front of the mansion. Nyx pulled Nodt inside. The bodyguards around were shocked to see him, but they didn’t saw anything. They walked inside the living area, where everybody was. 

“We are here!” Nyx shouted. Everyone turned around, they were shocked to see how much Nodt looked like Big. Nyx pulled him to where everyone was sitting and find a place for them to sit. Nodt was nervous with everyone staring at him. 

“Stop staring at him, you are scaring him” Nyx said to everyone. They stopped staring at him.  

“Everyone, this is Nodt, Big’s doppelgänger. Nodt, they are Kinn,Porsche, Porschay, his brother, Vegas, who was evil before, Pete, Macau, Vegas brother, Khun,Kinn’s brother, Arm,Pol, Ivy, my sister, who’s a guardian like me. There is also Kim, Kinn’s brother but he’s not here. Where is he, by the way?” Nyx, introduced. Everyone waved high at him.

“He didn’t want to come.” Kinn answered. Nyx rolled her eyes, but understood why. She didn’t make a fuss about it. 

“Nice to meet you, Nodt” Vegas said, raising his hand for Nodt to shake, which he did. Vegas squeezed his hand before letting go. Nodt, rubbing his hand to soothe the pain. Kinn was about to say something, but Nyx interrupted. 

“Nope, you are not testing him. He is not Big, the bodyguard. He’s Nodt, the CEO.” Nyx said firmly to Kinn. 

“Fine” Kinn said without an argument. He didn’t want her to send him to an unknown place, which she did last time he made her angry. 

“Welcome to the family, Nodt.” Kinn said, shaking his hand. 

“Thank you,” Nodt said. 

“You will love it here,” Vegas said, smirking. He probably coming up with unpleasant things to scare Nodt with. Pete smacked him. 

“Would you care to join us for lunch?” Porsche asked Nodt.

“I would love to” Nodt said. Everyone went to the dining room, it was just Nyx and him left. 

“I told you, you don’t have to worry. They love you even if they were intimidating.” Nyx said, kissing him on the check. 

“Vegas still scare me” 

“Don’t mind him, he's always like that” Nyx assured him. 

“Are you guys coming? We will finish all the food without you.” Khun said, coming into the room. 

“Yes, we are coming” Nyx said, pulling Nodt up, “Let’s go before they hog all the food” 

Somewhere in the sky

Someone was looking at them, smiling. 

“I’m glad she and they find happiness, even though it’s with my own look like.” He said before disappearing. 



Notes:

Big deserved a better ending. He didn’t deserved to died just like that. Even though I thought he was the mole, which he wasn’t. They didn’t even have him a funeral(which I clearly didn’t as well, oops).

Chapter 22: Seonghwa and Hongjoong

Summary:

Here’s Seonghwa and Hongjoong one

*Sorry for the mistakes*

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Kim Kingdom and Park Kingdom are joining in an alliance by marrying their children with each other. The daughter of the Kim Kingdom, Harmony, wanted to be a warrior/soldier ever since she was young. When she became a little older at the age of 10, she asked her brother, Hongjoong, who was 12 to teach her, using her puppy dog eyes when he denied. He would teach her secretly without their father knowing since he despises his daughter and women picking up any weapons. Their father, Kim Namjoon caught them one time, and he was furious with them. Harmony argued with her father about how she is supposed to protect herself when she is alone and no guard is with her. And how she can’t always depend on a male to save her. She didn’t come out of her room for a week. After that, her father decided to let her train in weaponry. She was allowed to train in swords and bow and arrow with a little convincing, while learning how to be a queen. She trained for eight years. 

In the Throne Room 

“Greetings, father, mother” Hongjoong and Harmony greeted their parents. Their parents greeted them back. 

“What did you want to see us for?” Hongjoong asked them. 

“Well, we created an alliance with the Park Kingdom. In order to complete it, our children are to get married. You will be marrying their daughter, Park Sage. Harmony, you will be marrying their son, Park Seonghwa.” Namjoon explained, “they will be here tomorrow. The wedding will be happening in a week.”

“Okay” Hongjoong agreed since it was the girl that he likes already and meet 13 years ago. 

“No, I don’t want to marry a stranger,” Harmony argued. 

“He’s not a stranger, I think you met him when you were younger” her mother, Teagan said, “besides you will like him when you meet him.” 

“I don’t care. I already love someone else. Please, father” Harmony said.  

Flashback to 13 Years ago 

Five year old, Harmony was running away from her court maids. She wasn’t watching were she was going, making her bump into a seven year old Seonghwa, who was also running from his eunuchs. She fell on her bottom. 

“I’m sorry, are you okay?” Seonghwa said, raising his hand towards to help her get up. Harmony looked up and saw a young boy with his hand in front of her. She grabbed his hand and he pulled her up. 

“It’s okay, it was my fault.” Harmony said, smiling. 

“She has a beautiful smile,” Seonghwa thought. 

“Princess!” 

“Crown prince!” They heard. 

“Let’s make a run for it,” Harmony said to Seonghwa, who nodded. They ran with their hands still together. Harmony led him to the royal garden and stopped once inside the maze-like garden.

“I think we lost them,” Harmony said, catching her breath, “That was fun” she started laughing.

“It was,” Seonghwa agreed, laughing with her. 

“What’s your name?” Harmony asked, once she stopped laughing. 

“You can call me Mars,” Seonghwa answered, deciding not to tell her his real name, “ what’s yours?” 

“Mars? What a weird and cool name.” Harmony said, “Mine is Harmony.”

“Harmony, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl” Seonghwa said. Harmony blushed,

“Thank you, Mars” 

“Do you want to check out our maze garden with me?” Harmony asked. 

“Sure,” Seonghwa said. Harmony and him walked into the maze. While walking in a maze, they asked each other questions to get to know each other. After an hour, they made it out of the maze. When they stepped out, their court maids and eunuchs were waiting for them. 

“I guess we didn’t lose them,” Seonghwa whispered to Harmony. She nodded. 

“There you are”

“Looks like we have to part ways,” Seonghwa said. Harmony took her hair ribbon that says her name off and placed it on his hand,

“Don’t forget me okay”  

Seonghwa took his white jade norigae tassel off, placed it in Harmony’s hand, “don’t forget me as well”

“I won’t” Harmony said and they parted ways.  

End of flashback 

“You will marry and that’s final!” Namjoon said, “ you are dismissed.” 

“But father-“

“Dismissed” 

“Mother” Harmony said, turning to her mother. Her mother shook her head. Harmony stormed out in anger. 

“I will talk to her,” Hongjoong said, before following Harmony. He caught up to her and pulled her to their secret hideout. He told her court lady and his eunuch not to follow. They sat down. 

“Joonggie, I don’t want to marry him” Harmony said.

“You will like him when you meet him” Hongjoong said, knowing the one she likes is Seonghwa, who is also Mars.

“But you know I like Mars” Harmony replied.

“I know, but give him a chance. This marriage will be good for our kingdom. Don’t you want the best for our kingdom?” Hongjoong said. 

“Fine, I will give him a chance, but my heart will always be for Mars. So not fair that you get to marry the one you like.” Harmony said, finally agreeing to the marriage.

“That’s fine. Who knows you might fall for him!” Hongjoong said, laughing. 

“Very funny,” Harmony said sarcastically.

Next Day  

Hongjoong, Harmony, their parents, and a few court ladies and eunuchs were outside the palace, waiting for Park Kingdom’s royal family. They saw them approaching with their carriages. The carriages stopped in front of them. The king and queen stepped out of the first carriage. Then, Sage and Seonghwa. They stepped in front of the king and queen of the Kim Kingdom. 

“Greetings, King Namjoon and Queen Teagan,” the King Park Seojoon and Queen Luna of the Park Kingdom greeted them. Then, they turned to Hongjoong and Harmony. 

“You must be Hongjoong and Harmony. You guys got bigger since the last time I will saw you” the Queen Luna said as Hongjoong and Harmony bow to her.

“Greetings, King Seojoon and Queen Luna” Hongjoong and Harmony greeted them as Sage and Seonghwa greeted their parents. Then, they came to Hongjoong and Harmony. Sage gave Harmony a hug. 

“Harmony, how have you been? I missed you.” Sage said as she let go. 

“Good. I missed you too Sage. It’s been 13 years since I saw you.” Harmony replied, “You’re wearing our matching hair ribbon.”

“Yea,” Sage said, showing it.

“So, am I,” Harmony said, putting her hair to the front to show Sage. They brought this matching hair ribbon when Sage was here at their Kingdom. Sage smiled at her before moving to Hongjoong. Seonghwa came to greet Harmony. 

“Greeting, Princess Harmony” Seonghwa greeted her with a smile as he saw that she was wearing his white jade norigae tassel. He’s handsome, but not more handsome than Mars Harmony thought. 

“Greetings,  crown prince Seonghwa ” Harmony greeted back with an attitude and a fake smile, Her brother smack her on the back gently to get her to behave without taking his off of Sage, who was talking to him. She doesn’t like me much, doesn’t she remembers me. I probably should’ve told her my real name that time. Seonghwa thought. 

“Let’s go inside,” King Namjoon said. Everybody want inside. 

Wedding Day 

Seonghwa still didn’t get the chance to talk and tell Harmony that he was mars since every time he tries to talk to her, she runs away from him. He was so frustrated with her, but she was cute, so he could be mad at her. Right now, he was standing next to her, they were both wearing their wedding hanbok, while Hongjoong and Sage were standing to his right. The vows are taken. They sealed the vows with bow and sipped wine from gourd grown that was handed off by Harmony’s mother and Sage’s mother. They didn’t all drink from the same groud, Harmony and Seonghwa drink from one, while Hongjoong and Sage from another.  

At the end of the ceremony, Hongjoong and Sage were in a room with Hongjoong’s parents, the same with Seonghwa and Harmony, but with Seonghwa’s parents. They were doing the pyebaek.

Hongjoong and Sage’s Pyebaek and Wedding night

Hongjoong and Sage were sitting far away from his parents. His parents had dates and chestnuts in their hands. Hongjoong held the end of the top layer of Sage’s skirt, getting ready to catch the dates and chestnuts. Hongjoong’s parents began throwing them. Sage and Hongjoong trying to catch them.  At the end, they end up catching three chestnuts, which symbolizes the number of children they have in the future. 

“Yes, I will have three grandchildren,” Queen Teagan said happily. Sage was glad they only ended up catching three. They were sent off to their wedding night. Hongjoong being the gentleman he is, they didn’t do anything during their wedding night. They just talk and sleep, cuddling each other. 

Seonghwa and Harmony’s Pyebaek and Wedding night

Harmony and Seonghwa were sitting far away from his parents. His parents had dates and chestnuts in their hands. Seonghwa held the end of the top layer of Harmony’s skirt, getting ready to catch the dates and chestnuts. Hongjoong’s parents began throwing them. Seonghwa trying to catch them, Harmony not helping at all or joining the tradition. At the end, Seonghwa ends up catching 2 dates and 3 chestnuts.

“Oh my, I will have five grandchildren,” Queen Luna said happily. Harmony wasn’t happy at all, she will do anything in her powers to not have his children. They were sent off to their wedding night. 

“Go easy, son,” King Seojun whispered to his son, before he left. Seonghwa blushed and followed his running away wife. They got into the room with Seonghwa closing the door behind him. Harmony sat on the bed. Seonghwa sat in front of her. 

“Harmony,” He said as He put his hand on her shoulder. She pushed his hand off of her. She looked at him, pointing her finger at him. 

“Listen here, Seonghwa. I never wanted to marry you. I already like someone else, so you won’t be expecting anything from me,” She said with venom in her voice, “And don’t ever touch me.” She turned away from him, playing with his white jade tassel. Seonghwa just smiled, loving that she is loyal. 

“Even if I have this,” Seonghwa said, holding up her hair ribbon with her name on it that she gave to him 13 years ago. She looked up and was shocked to see him holding up the hair ribbon that she gave to Mars. 

“Why do you have that?” She asked him, being suspicious of him.

“Why do you think I have this?”

“I don’t know. I gave that to Mars, the one I like 13 years ago. Unless,” She answered, then her eyes widened, “You are Mars.” 

“Yes, I am. Mars is a nickname that I use.” He explained when he was hit with force. Harmony jumped on him, hugging him, knocking him to the ground. He held her tightly. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Harmony asked inside his neck. 

“Well, you never gave me the chance to. You always run away from me,” Seonghwa answered, kissing her on the side of her face. 

“Haha, sorry about that. I just really hated you since you were preventing me from being with Mars,” She said giggling in his neck, “which ended up not being true, I was the one that was preventing myself from being with you.” She let go of him, sitting up on his lap, making his hands slide to her waist. 

“By the way, why didn’t you tell me your real name back then?” 

“I honestly don’t know. I think I just wanted you to call me Mars. Only the people I love call me that.”

“You love me?” 

“Yes”

“I love you too,” Harmony said, happily.

(A/n: Hongjoong and Sage story ends here; they may be mentioned here and there.)

~Timeskip: one year later~ 

Harmony have been living in the Park Kingdom for a year now. She was the Queen as Seonghwa took over the crown. There was a war going on with Park Kingdom and the Lim Kingdom. The soldiers and Seonghwa were getting ready to go to the battlefield. Her brother and his soldiers were going to be there as well. Harmony wanted to go and help, but knew Seonghwa wouldn’t let her. He didn’t even know she could wield a sword, only bow and arrow. She dressed as one of the soldiers with the help of her court lady, who didn’t agree to it. She couldn’t take her horse that Seonghwa gifted her since he will know, so she looked for another horse. She followed the other soldiers to the battlefield. 

They have been fighting the Lim Kingdom’s soldiers, who were losing. Harmony was fighting two Lim’s soldiers, she killed one of them. The other one cut her on the arm, but she ended up killing him as well. The last of the Lim Kingdom’s king and soldiers started retreating. The Park Kingdom and Kim Kingdom’s soldiers started to cheer on their victory. 

They build camp to rest before making their way back home. Harmony went inside her tent that she shared with another soldier, who was out with the others to take a bath in the lake that was near. She patched her arm up with bandages. She waited until the soldiers were back and eating their dinner, before going to the lake to bathe. She didn’t realize that Seonghwa was not back yet. 

She took her clothes off and stepped into the water. She started washing herself, being careful of her wound before she heard splash sounds coming from her right. She turned to see her husband. She gasped as he swam towards her. 

“Harmony, is that you?” He asked, shocked, “what are you doing here?”

“Umm” Harmony said, not knowing what to say. 

“Did you pretend to be a soldier and participate in the fight?” He asked her in an angry voice. He wasn’t happy to see his wife in the war. Harmony looked down guilty as Seonghwa swam close to her, closing the gap between them. He grabbed her arm that had the wounds to inspect it. 

“I didn’t want you in the war. You will get injured, which you did.” Seonghwa scolded her. 

“I’m sorry, I only wanted to help too,” Harmony said. Seonghwa looked at her and signed. He hugged her.

“Don’t do something like this again,” he said to her as Harmony hugged him back nodding, “If you want to help, you can do so at home by protecting our subjects in case we get invaded.” Harmony nodded again, melting into the hug, before realizing that they’re both naked. She moved away from him. He looked at her confused, before seeing the blushed on her face. Then, he realized why, making him blush as well. 

“You can finish washing, I will wait for you.” He said. Harmony nodded. He stepped out of the water as Harmony turned around to finish washing. He wore his clothes. After finishing, he heard her stepping out of the water and didn’t turn around. 

“You can turn around now,” She said once she finished dressing, she let her hair out. Seonghwa held his arm out for her to grab, which she did. They made their way back to the campsite, where the soldiers were talking among themselves. They turned around when they heard footsteps. They saw their king with the queen and were shocked to see the queen here. They didn’t know what she was doing here. Hongjoong stood up when he saw his sister and went to her to check if she was okay. 

“Harmony, what are you doing here? How did you get here?” He asked her. He looked at her clothes to see she was wearing the soldier uniform. He looked back up at her with an angry face.

“Don’t tell me you dress as a soldier and fight in the fight?” He asked in anger. She looked down guilty. He pulled her ear.

“Ow, I’m sorry, oppa” she cried in pain from her ear being pulled. Hongjoong let her ear go. 

“I’m sorry about her, Seonghwa,” Hongjoong apologized to Seonghwa since his sister was causing him trouble. 

“It’s okay,'' Seonghwa said. Hongjoong turned back to his sister with a look. Then, he saw her wound. He grabbed her arm to look at it. 

“Don’t worry, I’m fine” she said, pulling her arm away. He smacked her on the back of her head.

“Stop hitting me! I can behead you for harming the queen,” she said to him as she hit him as well. Seonghwa watched their little quarrel with a smile. 

“You wouldn’t, you are an idiot,” he said back. She pouted, turning to her Seonghwa. 

“Seonghwa, he’s being mean to me. Do something,” she said, pouting at her husband. 

“Okay, you both can stop fighting,” Seonghwa said, “let’s go, you will be staying with me in my tent. Hongjoong, you will be in her tent.” Seonghwa didn’t want his wife to share a tent with a random dude anymore, he wasn’t happy that she was before. He grabbed her hand, pulling her towards his tent, he picked up a bowl of soup for her. They went inside as everybody else went inside their tents. 

“Here eat this soup,” Seonghwa said, handing her the soup once she sat down. 

“What about you? You didn’t eat anything,”

“Don’t worry about me,” he said. Harmony shook her head. She held the bowl up to his mouth, telling him to drink. He took a couple of sips to make her happy, before telling her to finish the rest. She finished the bowl and set it aside. She pushed the two sleeping bags together, before pulling Seonghwa to lay down. 

“Good night, hubby,” Harmony said.

“Good night, wifey,” Seonghwa replied, before kissing her forehead. They held hands as they slept. 

~Timeskip: 8 years later~ 

It has been eight years since the war incident. Seonghwa and Harmony had two sets of twins that were three years apart. The first set were a girl and a boy and the second set were girls. People were saying having twins was a curse. The Grand King and Grand Queen shut them down. Whoever said anything was arrested. This happened a one year before everybody saw that the twins were a gift since their Kingdom flourished after their birth. Harmony is five month pregnant now. Sage had one son and daughter that were three years apart as well. She was also five months pregnant too. Her, Hongjoong, and the kids were visiting them. 

“Sage!”

“Harmony!” 

Harmony and Sage shouted each other names, before waddling to each other. Their husbands on their tail encase they fall. They hugged each other, which was difficult due to their bumps. Hongjoong and Seonghwa greeted each other as well. The children left their parents to play together with court ladies and eunuchs following behind them. 

“I missed you”

“Me too” Harmony said as they let go of the hug. They both made their way inside the palace with their husband following them. They stopped and turned to their husbands.

“We will be fine, so you do something together or something,” Harmony said, annoyed by their overprotectiveness, “besides, we will have our court ladies with us.” They turned around and continued making their way inside the palace, leaving their husbands behind. 

“What do we do now?” Seonghwa asked Hongjoong.

“Let’s play tuho, I still haven’t beat you,” Hongjoong suggested. Seonghwa nodded, and they made their way inside as well. 








Notes:

I did what I could with the research I did on Korean weddings.
Y’all, I need help, I kept starting new stories without finishing the previous one😭 so many unfinished stories(which is only like eight, minus this one).

Chapter 23: Yeosang

Summary:

Here’s an Ateez Yeosang one. Part one of the soulmate series: can only see colors when near soulmate

*sorry the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Octavia was at her first ever Ateez concert in Busan. Her adopted father surprised her with the tickets after her college graduation. She also got a car, but she was happiest about the concert. She went to the concert with her best friend, Youngwoo who was also an Atiny. It was front row tickets too. She gets to see Yeosang up close. They were seated in their seats, waiting for the boys to come out. The lights went out and the boys ran on the stage. Everybody started screaming, including Octavia and Youngwoo. Octavia stopped screaming when she started to see colors. My soulmate is near. Youngwoo saw that her friend got quiet.

“Via, are you okay?” She asked her in her ear.

“I can see colors,” Octavia replied. Youngwoo looked at her in shock.

“Really, that means your soulmate is near”

“Yes, but don't worry about that now and enjoy her first concert ever,” Via said before looking at the stage and screaming again.

With Ateez 

As soon as they got on stage, Yeosang started to see colors. My soulmate is near. She must be in the crowd, but let’s not worry about that right now

“Atinies, are you ready!” Hongjoong shouted, getting screams in return. They got into formation as, say my name music started playing. They started dancing and singing. Yeosang was happy to be able to see colors, just which who his soulmate was. He got in the center for his part as he was doing his part, he saw a girl in front row, screaming loudly at his part. She had a sign that said Yeosang, I love you, Why are you so handsome? He made eye contact with her and winked at her, which just made her go crazy as she started shaking her friend. She probably told her that he winked at her. 

~Timeskip to the end of the concert~

The members made their way back to the dressing room and Yeosang started to lose the colors. He frowned.

“Yeosang, what is wrong?” Yunho asked him as he saw his frown.

“My soulmate was in the crowd,” he replied 

“That means you saw colors throughout the whole concert,” San said as he heard them.

“Yes, but now I don't know who she was,” Yeosang said sadly. Yunho patted him on the back.

“It’s okay, Sangie, we can try to find her. We have one day in Busan before we has to go back,” San said, trying to cheer him up. Yeosang nodded, before going to change his stage clothes. 

With Octavia and Youngwoo

As soon as the boys left, Via started slowly losing her colors. Is my soulmate one of the boys? Haha, don’t be silly, Octavia. Why would your soulmate be an Ateez member, haha I’m so funny. Youngwoo and her made their way outside.

“Did you lose your colors?” Woo asked

“Yes, as soon as the boys got off the stage.” Via replied as they got outside.

“Wouldn’t it be funny if one of the boys was your soulmate,” Woo said, laughing as Via laughed with her. They were stopped by the queen and her four minions.

“You think one of Ateez members going to be soulmate, please. Who would want to be your soulmate, probably an octopus,” Eunji said, laughing along with her minions. Via and Woo rolled their eyes at them. They tied to stepped around them, but the minions blocked their way and formed a circle around them. 

“Look, Eunji, we don’t have time for your games,” Via said, “if you would excuse us.” She tried to pushed through, but was pushed back harshly by of the minions, making her fall on the ground. Woo tried to help her up, but she was pushed as well. Eunji stepped on Via’s hand as she bent down to her level as Via squinting her face in pain. 

“Listen here octopus, don’t even think going against me,” she said to her in her face. She was going to slapped her, but was stopped by a yelled.

“Hey! Stopped what you are doing!” Someone shouted. Eunji and her minions hurried and ran away. Woo helped Via up as Via held her hand in pain.  She was so in pain that she didn’t realize that she could see colors. 

“Hey, are you guys okay?” The person asked. Woo looked to see eight boys with masks, who looked like Ateez, looking at them in worry. 

“Yes, we are, thanks for saving,” she said as she bowed along with Via. 

“One of them is my soulmate,” Yeosang whispered to Yunho. 

“If you don’t mind me asking, can one of you see colors?” Yunho asked them. When she read that, Via realized that she can see colors now. Is one of these boys my soulmate? 

“I can see colors, but I already found my soulmate,” Woo said before turning to Via, “my friend here can-“

“I can see colors now,” Via whispered more to herself, looking up at the boys with wide eyes. 

“Wonderful,” Yunho said, before pushing Yeosang forward, “Here is your soulmate since he is the only one that can see colors.” Via looked at him, why does he look familiar? He kind of looks like Yeosang. Her eyes widened, she pulled Woo closer.

“I think they are Ateez. I think my soulmate is Yeosang,” She whispered to Woo. 

“Omg, I can’t believe your soulmate is an idol. A matter of fact we just got saved by Ateez,” Woo whispered back. Via nodded. They thought they were whispering, but they really weren’t. The boys could hear them. They turned back to the boys with a smile.

“I’m Octavia and she is Youngwoo,” Via introduced themselves, “what about you?” The boys decided to tell you they were since the girls already knew who they were.

“I think you already know who we are. I’m Yeosang, they are the other members,” Yeosang said, not introducing the others. 

“I guess we are ghosts that don’t need introduction,” Wooyoung said jokingly, making the girls giggle. 

“Guys, we got to go,” Hongjoong said. Via was sad. She wanted to get his phone number, but I don’t think he will give it to her. Yeosang saw that she was sad, so he stuck his hand out to her for her phone. Via was confused with his hand, so she put her hand in his with a smile, thinking that’s what he wanted. He held her hand with a smile.

“I was asking for your phone to give you my number, but your hand is fine too,” Yeosang said. Via blushed in embarrassment, taking her hand away from his to give him her phone. Woo laughed at her. Via pushed her in annoyance. After Yeosang was finished, he handed the phone back to her. 

“Call you later,” Yeosang whispered to her. Via nodded. Then, he followed the other members, who were making their way to the car. 

“We should also go, we have to pack for Seoul,” Woo said as Via was waving bye at Yeosang. They made their way to their car as well. Yeosang will be in for a surprise when he gets back to Seoul. 

Chapter 24: Yunho

Summary:

Here’s an Ateez Yunho one. Inspired by The Real mv where Yunho played a biker.
*sorry for the mistakes*

Notes:

Jongho is evil here, so if this triggers you, don’t read this. You have been warned.

Chapter Text

Zara and her boyfriend of one month, Yunho were making their way to one of his races. An illegal race by the way. He was racing his biggest rival, Jongho. Zara was amazed, she wanted to come to one of his races for so long. She was always scared for his safety everytime he went racing. Zara was looking around, while holding Yunho’s arm. They were stopped by Jongho.

“Well, hello there, Yunhoe,” Jongho greeted him, laughing.

“What do you want, Junho?” Yunho asked, annoyed. Jongho stopped laughing and looked at him, before looking at Zara. Zara hid behind her boyfriend since she was getting creeped out by his stares. Yunho glared at him, not liking him eyeing his girlfriend. Jongho smirked.

“Since we are racing, let’s make a bet,” Jongo said, “if I win, I get to have your girlfriend. If you win, you get to keep your girlfriend and I will never bother you again.” Zara didn’t like that one bit. She squeezed Yunho’s arm, signaling to him that he doesn’t have to do this. He rubbed her hand with his other hand. 

“Scared that you would lose,” Jongho said, testing him. Yunho tsked. 

“Deal” Yunho said, raising his hand for Jongho to shake, “but no dirty tricks.”

“Deal, no dirty tricks,” Jongho smirked, shaking Yunho’s hand before waking away. Zara stepped in front of Yunho.

“Oppa, you don’t have to do this,” Zara said, she only calls him oppa when she wants something, scared, or nervous. Yunho held her cheeks and smiled.

“I will be fine,” he assured her, “I need to do this,” Zara signed.

“Fine, but promise you won’t get hurt. Come back to me with no wounds, arms, fingers,legs, toes attached to your body,” Zara said. 

“I’m doing a bike race not going to war,” Yunho laughed. Zara hit him on the chest.

“Promise me!” Zara shouted, raising her pinky finger.

“I promise,” Yunho promised, locking his pinky finger with hers. 

“Do I get a reward if I come back with every part attached?” He asked, smirking. Zara rolled her eyes at him.

“We will see,” 

~Timeskip to the end of the race cause I’m lazy to write about to~

The race ended with Yunho winning and Jongho losing, which he was not happy about. Zara ran and hugged Yunho. They made their way back to Zara’s apartment. 

“So, where’s my reward?” Yunho said. 

“Right here,” she said, gesturing to herself before kissing him. They took their kisses to the bedroom. Let’s just say that Zara woke up the next morning no longer a virgin.  

Next Morning

Zara woke up in the morning to see Yunho gone. She got up and went to look for him. She couldn’t find him anywhere. She wasn’t surprised not to find him. She just hoped he was different than the other boys she dated who left her because she didn’t give them what they wanted and were only with her for sex. She sat on the couch and started crying. She was crying for 30 minutes when she heard the front door opening. She looked up to see Yunho coming inside with a bag of food and drinks. He didn’t leave, she thought. Yunho closed the door and set the things on the kitchen counter. He turned to go wake Zara up, but stopped in his tracks when he saw her on the couch. He saw the tears in her eyes and cheeks and ran to her.

“What’s wrong?” He said worriedly, sitting down next to her, wiping her tears. All she stared at him in shock.

“You didn’t leave,” was all she said, before hugging him. He was confused but returned her hug.

“Well, I did leave to get us some breakfast,” he replied confused.

“I mean you didn’t leave me after having sex with me,” she said back. Yunho let go of the hug.

“Why would I? More importantly, what do you mean?” 

“Well, all of my exs left me because I didn’t give them what they want, which was sex, so I thought you did the same when I didn’t see,” she explained.

“I would never do that. I’m dating you because I actually like you,” Yunho assured her, smiling at her, lovely. She smiled back at him and hugged him again happily.

“I’m glad and I like you too,” she whispered into his neck. Yunho hugged back just as tightly, wishing he could find all her exes and give them a piece of his mind. Her stomach growled. 

“Well, let’s get some food in you before this bad boy starts acting up again,” he joked laughing as he patted her stomach. Zara pushed his hand away, before getting up to see what he got them. He followed behind her. They began eating, feeding each other here and there. 

 

Chapter 25: Jeff Satur

Summary:

Hear another Thai actor/Singer. Y’all should check out his song Why don’t you stay, love that song. Anyways.
Part 2 of the soulmate series: can only see colors when you touch your soulmate

*sorry for the mistakes*

Notes:

Thai Terms/Words:
P-used for/what you call someone older than you
Nong-used for/what you call someone younger than you

Chapter Text

“P’Mile, where are you going?” Gianna asked her half brother. She already knew where he was going. She was staying at his apartment since she was visiting him. 

“I’m going to the fansign,” Mile answered as he put his shoes on. 

“Are you driving yourself there or?” 

“No, Apo is picking me up. Why are you asking me all this?” Mile replied, giving her a knowing look.

“Can you take me with you? I’m going to the fan meeting as well,” Gia asked.

“No,”

“Please, P” Gia begged.

“Why can’t you drive yourself there?” Mile asked.

“I’m lazy. Please, P, please,” Gia begged again. This time using her puppy dog eyes,

Coming closer to his face. Mile was disgusted.

“Stop doing that, you look ugly,” he said, pushing her face back, “Fine, but you have to ask, Apo first,” 

“Okay, that’s easy,” Gia replied. She took her phone out, calling Apo.

“Hello, Gia,” Apo answered.

“Hello, P, I was wondering since you and P’Mile are going to the fansign together and I need to go there too. Can I ride with you?” Gia asked.

“That’s fine by me,”

“You’re the best, P. See you later, bye,” Gia said, before hanging up. 

“He said yes,” she told her brother, who was giving her a strange look, “What?”

“Why do you have his number?” He asked suspiciously 

“So I can reach you when you don’t answer. He and I became best buddies. He became my second older brother, it's only right I have my brother’s number,” she assured him, knowing him, he must have been thinking that she was flirting with Apo. She is old enough to date, but he’s so overprotective. She was going to find her soulmate eventually, so he just has to suck it up when that day comes. He nodded.

“Let’s go, he’s here,” he said as Gia put her shoes on quickly. They left the apartment. 

At the Fansign

Gia was waiting in line with the other fans, waiting for her turn. The first person she was talking to was P’nodt. Then, she went through meeting all the other cast members of Kinnporsche the series. She came to her brother.

“Hi, P” she greeted her brother, “please, sign my book.” 

“I don’t know why you are here. I still can’t believe you watch the series. You are too young to be watching it,” Mile complained to his sister as he signed her book.

“Oh, come on, I’m not,” she replied, rolling her eyes at him.

“You are to me,” Mile said back as he handed the book to Barcode, “Anyways move along, I've seen enough of you for today.” Gia wanted to say something back, but the staff asked her to move along. She moved to talk with Barcode.

“Hi, nong,” she greeted him with a smile. 

“Hi, P’ Gia, did I say your name right?” He asked.

“Yea, you're just so cute,” Gia replied, making him blush. She wanted to pinch his checks so bad. 

“Thank you, P” He said.

“This for you,” she said, handing him a headband with bunny ears on them. He took it and put it on. 

“You look even cuter,” She said in awe before she was asked to move to the next person, who was Jeff. Jeff smiled at her.

“Hi, Gia, is that how to say it?” He asked as he designed the book. All she did was nod and wave. She couldn’t believe she was seeing the Jeff Satur up close.  

“You don’t have to be nervous. Take a deep breath,” he instructed. She did, which didn’t help at all. 

“I love you,” she said, before shutting her mouth in embarrassment. That’s not what I wanted to say. If her brother saw this, he would have been laughing at her.

“I love you too,” he chuckled. She handed him the headband with an emoji ears on top gift.

“For me?” He asked. She nodded. He takes it and puts it on.

“How do I look?” He asked. 

“Amazing,” she said. He also handed him a bracelet.

“Care to put it on me?” He asked as he held his hand out. She nodded and goes to put it on him. As she was putting the bracelet on him, her fingers touched his hand. As soon as she made skin contact, she started to see colors. She immediately took her hand back and stood up in shock. Jeff was shocked too. Mile stood up worried about his sister.

“Gia, what’s wrong?” He asked her, but she ran away from there, ignoring him, “Gia!”

“What happened?” He asked Jeff as he went toward him. He wanted to say what did to my sister, but he didn’t. 

“She found out I was her soulmate,” Jeff replied. Mile signed.

“Don’t worry she's fine,” He said to Jeff, patting his back, before going back to his seat.

“That girl is P’Jeff’s soulmate.”

“He deserves so much better.”

”Shut up, that’s P’Mile sister you talking about.”

All the fans were whispers about Gia being Jeff’s soulmate. A few were positive, but a lot were negatives. Mile wasn’t happy with the negative ones, he turned his hands into fists under the table. Apo saw and held his hand to calm him down. They continued the fan signing. Mile just hoped his sister wouldn't go online. 

~Timeskip to the end of fan signing~

“P’Mile, do you know that girl?” Jeff asked Mile.

“Yes,” Mile replied, “Now, I have to go find her. I will talk to you later. Let’s go, Apo.” He left with Apo, calling his sister, hoping she answered. Jeff wanted to know more, but he lets it go for now. He will asked later since Mile looked really worried for her. I wonder what she is to him.

“Hello,” Gia answered.

“Oh my god, Gia. Where are you?” Mile asked worriedly as Apo and him got in the car.

“I’m at the xxx convenience store,” she replied.

“Are you okay?” He asked as Apo made his way to where Gia is at. 

“Yes, I’m wonderful,” She lied

“Okay, we will be there. Don’t you dare move from there?”

“Roger that,” Gia replied, before hanging up.

With Gia

Gia was in the convenience store. She was eating the snacks she brought herself since all that running made her hungry. She was seated in the counter they have inside the store. She was enjoying her food peace and quiet when a group of girls interrupted her peace and quiet time. 

“Are you that girl who is P’Jeff’s soulmate?” One asked her. Gia stopped eating.

“Who me? No,” she replied, before resuming eating. The same girl slammed her hand on the counter next to Gia, making Gia flinched.

“No, you are,” the girl said. She was annoyed by her. She sat her food down.

“So, what if I am?” Gia said, looking at the girl with a bored expression. 

“Well, P’Jeff doesn’t deserve you as his soulmate,” the girl replied.

“I couldn’t agree more. Me and you have something in common,” Gia said back, putting up her food, “if that’s all, I will go back to eating.” Then, she began eating again. Before she could take a bite, the sandwich was snatched from her hand. 

“Hey, what?” Gia said, before turning to the girl, “What’s your problem?” She stood up.

“You’re my problem,”

“How? I don’t even know you,”

“As soon as you became P’Jeff’s soulmate, you became my problem,” the girl said. Gia rolled her eyes at her.

“That’s something I don’t have control of, but if you want to be his soulmate, by all means go ahead,” Gia replied as she packed up her stuff. She lost her appetite. She will just wait for her brother outside. She walked past the group to go out the door. She just stepped a foot outside, before she was pulled back by her hair. Gia signed. She doesn’t like to use violence, but she will. Besides, the girl put her hands on her first. She grabbed that girl and pulled it off her hair. She twisted that girl’s hand as that girl whimpered in pain, before pushing her back and letting go. 

“Don’t just stand there, get her,” the girl said to her minions. The three minions surrounded Gia. Mile and Apo pulled up and saw that Gia was surrounded by a group of girls. 

“Let’s go,” Mile said to Apo.

“Worried for Gia?” Apo asked as he got out of their car.

“That’s not who I’m worried about,” Mile replied. 

“Stop!” Mile shouted at them, when he saw one of the girls taking a strike towards Gia. The girl stopped. She and everybody else turned around to see Mile and Apo. 

“Gia, let’s go,” Mile said to his sister. Gia turned back to the girls and smirked.

“You lucky my brother stopped us before I could turn you into ugly duckling,” Gia said before walking towards her brother and the car. 

“Did she just say brother?” The girl asked her minions as they watched Gia, Mile, and Apo get inside the car and drive away.

“Yup,”

“P’Mile is her brother!” The girl said out loud in panic.  She was thinking that she just made Mile and Apo hate her. 

Back at Mile’s Apartment 

As soon as they stopped the car, Gia got out first, making her way inside the building, before Mile could say something. 

“Thanks for today, Apo,” Mile said as he also stepped out of the car.

“Are you able to handle her?” Apo asked.

“Yes, don’t worry. You go home and get some rest,” he said as he closed the door and waved goodbye at Apo. Apo drove away. Mile made his way inside the building following his sister. Mile unlocked his apartment door and went inside. Gia was already inside since she has a spare key. He saw her sitting at the couch, stuffing her face. He sat down next to her.

“Gia,” he said.

“What!” She shouted at him, he gave her a look, “sorry, P.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked her, placing his hand on her thigh. She signed.

“Not really,”

“Are you happy that your idol is your soulmate?” 

“Yes, but I feel like I don’t deserve him,” Gia said softly.

“What do you mean?”

“Look at me and look at him,” Gia shouted pointing at herself, “we are from two different worlds. He is amazing and I’m just me. He deserves a beautiful actress. I highly doubt he wants someone like me as his soulmate. You should have seen how shocked he was when he found out I was his soulmate.” After saying all that, she began crying. Mile pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back. He can understand her insecurities. She was bullied a lot back in school because she was different. One of the reasons why their father made her take karate classes. 

“Gia, you are beautiful inside out. You are amazing as much as he is. You are more beautiful than any of the actresses I worked with and seen. How do you know he doesn’t want you? Last time I checked, he was asking about you and was worried for you,” he said, confronting his sister. She looked up at him.

“He asked about me?” She asked, clear excitement in her eyes. That’s all she got from what I said.

“Yes, he may want you as his soulmate,” he assured her, wiping her tears, “So, stop beating yourself up.” She nodded. “Where’s that smile?” She gave him a smile.

“Now, that’s for like,” he said, before turning hitting her on the arms, “what did I say about comparing yourself to others?”

“Not to do it,” Gia replied as she rubbed where he hit her, “But, you do it all the time.”

“We are not talking about me right now,” he said. Gia giggled. Mile was happy seeing her happy again. She stopped laughing and gave her brother a big hug.

“Thank you, P,” she said.

“No problem, that’s what brothers are for,” he said as he hugged her back tightly.

“P, I c-can’t b-b-brea-t-the,” She struggled to say through his tight hug. He lets her go.

“Sorry,” 

Later that night 

“Hello, P’Mile”

“Hi, Jeff,”

“What can I do for you, P?”

“You wanted to know about your soulmate”

“Yes, you know who she is?”

“Yes, she’s my sister,” 

“Oh, really”

“Yes, so, you can come to my place tomorrow if you want to meet her again”

“Oh, thank you, P”

“Mmh, one more thing, Jeff”

“Please, treat her well. She is insecure about all of this”

“Don’t worry, P, I will”

“Thank you”

“Oh, thank you, I wouldn’t have found my soulmate if it was for you,” 

“Okay, take care”

“You too”

Next Day

“You’re just going to stay in your pajamas and not get dressed?” Mile asked his sister who was watching tv.

“Nah, I’m not going anywhere today,” she replied. 

“You know we have a visitor today,” 

“Yea, it's just P’ Apo,” she said, before fixing herself into a cross applesauce position on the couch.

”It’s not him,” replied.

”not lying, who else would visit us,” she said.

“Okay, then, you do you” Mile said. She is going to be embarrassed when she sees who is coming for a visit today? Then, they heard the doorbell.

“I will get it!” She shouted, getting up from the couch, running to the door. She opened the door.

“Hi, P’A-” she stopped when she saw who it was.

“Hi,” Jeff greeted, before Gia slammed the door on his face. 

“Why didn’t you tell me that the Jeff Satur was coming to visit today!?” She shouted in anger at her brother, running into her room. She was going to fix herself. 

“I tried too!” He shouted back as he opened the door again for Jeff.

“Come on in,” he said, stepping aside to let him in, “Sorry about her.”

“It’s okay,” Jeff said as he sat on the couch. Mile closed the door. 

“I will go get her,” Mike said as he goes to his sister room. He knocked on the door.

“Gia,” he said

“Come in,” he heard from the inside. He opened the door to see Gia all dressed up and fixing her hair in front of her mirror. She turned towards him,

“How do I look?”

“You look fine,” Mile answered. Gia gave him the I don’t believe you look, but nodded nonetheless. Mile and her made their way back to the living room with Gia hiding herself behind her brother. Mile stopped next to the couch and turned towards Jeff with Gia following his movement, still trying to hide behind him. 

“Jeff, this is my little sister, Gia,” Mile introduced, pointing next to him, just to find out Gia was not next to him. He signed, turned around, and grabbed her, putting her in front of him, “Stop hiding.”

“Jeff, Gia, Gia, you already know who he is,” Mile introduced again, “I will leave you to it. I will be in my room if you need me.” He turned to leave, but his sister grabbed his arm.

“Wait, you are leaving me alone with him,” she whispered nervously.

“You will be fine, just be you,” Mile assured her, patting her head, before leaving. Gia watched him. He was actually going to be watching from the corner of the hallway. 

“You don’t have to be so nervous, I won’t bite,” Jeff said to her with a smile. Gia gave him a shy smile. She sat next to him, putting distance between them. 

“So,” Jeff started to say, but was interrupted by Gia.

“Omg, you’re still wearing my bracelet,” she said, excitedly and surprisingly as she grabbed his wrist, looking to make sure it was actually the bracelet she gave him, completely forgetting about being nervous. She didn’t think he would still have it cause it was ugly since wasn’t much of an arts and crafts type of girl. 

“Of course, my soulmate made it for me specially,” Jeff said, smiling at her.  When he said the s-word, her smile dropped and she let go of his wrist. 

“Oh, right,” she replied sadly.

“What’s wrong?,” he asked, “you don’t want me as your soulmate?”

“Is not that. It's just that I don’t think I’m the best soulmate for you. It can ruin your image. You saw how people reacted,” she explained softly. Jeff held her hand. Gia looked at their hands and blushed slightly. They both started see colors when their hands touched.

“I don’t care about what others think. I have been waiting for my soulmate for 27 years. I’m not going to let other people's opinions stop me from being with you. You are the best soulmate for me. You’re kind and selfless. If my image is ruined, so be it. I think it time I retired anyways,” Jeff said, assuring. Mile was watching from the corner, nodded in approval of what Jeff said. Gia looked at Jeff with tears in her eyes, before jumping on him and hugging him tightly. Jeff returned the hug. After a few minutes, they released the hug.

“With me being your soulmate, are you ready for all my baggage?”

“I am,” 

“And please don’t retire, you are too young for that,” Gia joked. They both laughed. After a few minutes, they stopped and just stared at each other with a smile on their face. Mike decided to intervene before any kissing happens. My sister isn’t kissing anyone on my watch. His overprotectiveness is showing. 

“Sorry to interrupt, but are you guys hungry? Apo and I are going out to eat. Do you guys want to come?” Mile said, stepping into the room. 

“Yea, we love too,” Jeff replied as Gia nodded, but was cursing him in her head for interrupting. I was finally going to get my first kiss, stupid overprotective brother! 

“Okay then, let’s go,” Mile said as he put his shoes on. Jeff and Gia doing the same. Jeff asked for Gia’s hand, which she gave to him. He intertwined their hands as they followed Mile out the door. Mile was going to say something, but Gia gave him a death stare. So, he let it go. They met Apo in his car. Mile got in the passenger side, while Jeff and Gia went to the back.  

“Everything worked out well, then?” Apo whispered to Mile. 

“Yea, it did”

“I’m glad,” Apo replied as he looked at the happy couple through the rear row mirror, before driving to their destination. 







Chapter 26: Yoongi aka Suga aka Agust D

Summary:

I’m finally doing a BTS member!:)
Final part of the soulmate series: can only see when you meet your soulmate.

*sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

Min Yoongi is a rapper, producer and composer at Jin Entertainment. He is blind, but that does not mean he can't rap, produce, and compose music. He can only be able to see when he meets his soulmate. He is 29 years old and still hasn't met his soulmate. He’s starting to wonder if his soulmate is even in Seoul. Right now, he’s out in the city, trying to find some inspiration and do some shopping. He was with his service dog, Holly, who was leading him inside the shopping mall. He always does his shopping in that one store on the bottom level. As he was walking, someone bumped into his back. He stopped walking.

“I’m sorry, sir,” he heard a female voice say. He turned around to her. Then, all of a sudden, he can see. He saw a girl on the ground with shades. She got up.

“I’m sorry again, sir,” she said again, bowing at him, before running after a dog. She didn’t realize that she can see and that she just met her soulmate. “Beom!” She got up to the dog as Yoongi watched her. She hugged her service dog. She let go of him, when she realized that she could see Beom. I met my soulmate! Was it that man I bumped into?” She thought. She turned around to where she left the man to see he was still there and looking at her in shock. She grabbed Beom’s leash and stood up. She walked back to the man with shades and a mask. She stood in front.

“Hi,” she greeted him, shyly with a smile. Beom and Molly started smelling each other’s bums. 

“Hi,” he said back, 

“I’m Remi. You must be my soulmate,” she replied. 

“I guess I am, I’m Yoongi,” he said. They continued to stare at each other even though Remi couldn’t see Yoongi’s eyes. They heard barking and looked down to see Beom and Molly cuddling and licking each other. They smiled at them. Even their dogs found their soulmate as well. They were interrupted by Remi’s phone. She picked up the call.

“Where are you!?” The other person on the other line yelled. Remi moved the phone away from her ear. 

“Sorry, lost track of time. I’m on my way,” she said before hanging up. She looked back at Yoongi and smiled in apology. 

“I got to go, um can I have your phone?” She asked him nervously. He nodded and took her phone, putting his number in. He called himself, before giving back to her. She saw that he saved is number as soulmate. She smiled and put her phone back in her pocket. 

“I will see you later,” she said to him before turning to Beom, “Let’s go, Beom.” She pulled his leash a little as she began walking backwards. Beom whined, not wanting to leave Molly. 

“You will be meet um-” she started forgetting that she doesn’t know her name.

“Molly” Yoongi told her as he bent down to Beom’s level, “don’t worry, Beom. You will meet her tomorrow.” He patted him, before standing up. 

“Is it fine if we meet again tomorrow at the same place?” Yoongi asked Remi. Remi nodded, before taking Beom and walking to where she was originally going. She stopped and turned around and waved goodbye at Yoongi, who waved back at her. She went back to walking again with a happy smile on her face as she looked at everything not that she can see. 

Chapter 27: Ateez

Summary:

In light of Hongjoong's birthday, here another one shot. This can be considered a part of the soulmate series.

*sorry for the mistakes*

Chapter Text

At a young Ateez were kidnapped along side a group of girls by a scientist. He was obsessed with soulmates and creating them. Each member was paired with a girl. The scientist did many experiments on them, trying to connect their souls and bodies. He called this project love. He gave names to each one of them based on the emotions connected to being in love: Subject joy (Luna) + subject happy (Hongjoong), subject silly (wooyoung) + subject shy(Mia), subject jealousy(Stella)+ subject annoyed (Yeosang), subject trust(hazel) + subject loyal (Yunho), subject attract(seonghwa)+ subject fond(aurora), subject safe (jongho) + subject secure(Maya), subject intimate(ruby) + subject desire (San), subject respect (Delilah) + subject value (Mingi). He each gave them each a necklace that says their subject name. Their necklace are connected to the one their are paired with. It half of the other necklace. When the two necklaces are connected, they form a whole. The boys had heart shaped necklaces with a cutout of a key on one side. The girls had the key necklaces that fit in the cutout. Each key cutout was altered to fit only one key. The back of the boys’ necklaces say project, and the back of the girls’ necklaces say love. They have been here for five years. The 98z are 12, the 99z are 11, and the 00z are 10 now. 

“Project love is complete and a success” the scientist said to his workers, “now onto the next phase, project hybrid, but for now, let’s all rest” They all leave the laboratory. A guard putting Jongho and Maya back in their cell. Once they were inside, Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Luna, and Aurora ran to them, checking to see if they are okay. 

An hour later 

“Are we ever going to get out of here, Joonggie?”

Luna asked Hongjoong with her head on his shoulder. 

“I don’t know, Luna,” Hongjoong said, as he rubs her hand that is intertwined with his with his thumbs, “But let’s not lose hope, okay.” Luna nodded. She looked at the youngest ones, who were huddling together. She wanted to get them out of here back to their family for the boys. The girls and her are orphans, they have no family. She still wanted them to get back to the orphans and have a chance to be adopted. They suddenly heard a commotion outside. 

“What was that?” Mingi asked. 

“I don’t know,” Hongjoong said. Then, they heard footsteps coming down the stairs. They got scared.

“I thought they were done for today,” Maya said, scared. Jongho hugged trying to comfort her as Luna and Aurora rushed to her to comfort her as well. They looked up when the footsteps got close to see police officers. 

“Are you guys okay?” One officer asked them as another okay the cell. They stepped inside. 

“Yeah, we are okay,” Seonghwa and Hongjoong said. 

“Let’s get you guys out of here. Your families would be happy to see you guys” that same officer said. They got the kids out of the building. They got the boys back to their families and for the girls they sent them back to the orphan they lived at. 

~Timeskip:12 years later~

The boys are now a world famous Kpop group. They don’t remember much of what happened 12 years ago, same with the girls, they only remember a few things.The girls all got adopted by a CEO of a company. His wife was infertile. They just wanted to adopt three girls, but the three girls they wanted were inseparable with five other girls. So, they decided to adopt all eight of them. Aurora and Luna were to took over their father’s company as CEO and Co-Ceo in the upcoming months. They were the only ones that got into college since they were very smart. The other girls took over their mother's restaurant. The girls became fans of Ateez. Everytime they see the boys, they get this feeling like they know them somehow and feel this connection towards them.  

Right now, Luna and Aurora were at the restaurant helping out since it was busy today for some reason. It was an hour before they closed and all the customers mostly left. They were just cleaning up a little, so they have less to clean later. 

“Guys, did you hear that Ateez are going to do a concert in our town tomorrow,” Delilah said. 

“Yes, I heard,” Mia said, “I wanted to get tickets, but they were all scolded out.” 

“Same, here” the other girls said. 

“Well, you guys are in luck,” Delilah replied, smiling, “Because I got us front row tickets to the concert.” 

“Really! You are the best, sis!” Maya said, hugging her as the other girls, except Mia, Ruby, and Stella, who were in the kitchen, came to join the hug. They suddenly heard the bell on the door ring, signaling someone to come into the restaurant. 

“Welcome to the Taste of Life,” Aurora greeted the customers, getting out of the hug, “You can sit wherever you like.” They saw that there were eight boys,who looked like friends. They all had masks on. They look familiar to them. 

“Would you like us to combine two tables? So, all of you can sit together.” Luna asked. She was feeling some kind of connection towards one of them. The other girls feel that too. The boys felt that as well. 

“You don’t have to do that. Four of us can sit at one table and the others at another,” One of them said. Luna nodded, gesturing for them to take a seat. The boys went to sit. Luna went to one and gave them the menu and Aurora did the same with the other. One guy at the table Luna was serving kept staring at her, same with Aurora’s table. They each looked at the guy in the eye and felt tingles in their bodies, making them look away from them.

“Let us know when you are ready to order,” Aurora and Luna said to the table they were serving. They nodded. Luna and Aurora gave the guys one last look, before leaving. 

“Do you guys feel this sense of familiarity and connection towards these girls?” Yunho and San asked their group. 

“Yea, we do,” the other boys said. 

“We don’t know why.” Jongho and Yeosang said at their table. 

“I think it has something to do with these,” Hongjoong and Seonghwa said, pulling their necklaces from inside their shirts, “I saw the girl that was serving us have a key necklace.” 

“Maybe, they each have a key necklace that fits one of our necklaces ,” Minho and Wooyoung said. 

“How are we going to know which one fits ours?” Jongho and Yunho asked. 

“Well, do you feel more connection towards one of the girls?” Seonghwa and Hongjoong asked them. The others nodded. “Then, I think the key necklace of that girl fits yours.” They pressed the bell on the table since they were ready to order.

With the girls  

“Do you guys feel this sense of familiarity and connection towards these boys?” Hazel asked. 

“Yea, we do,” the other girls said. 

“We don’t know why,” Maya said . 

“I think it has something to do with these,” Luna said, touching her necklace, “I saw two guys at the table I was serving have a heart shaped necklace with a key cutout” 

“Maybe, they each have a key necklace that fits one of our necklaces ,” Delilah said. 

“How are we going to know which one fits ours?” Hazel asked. 

“Well, do you feel more connection towards one of theh boys?” Aurora asked them. The others nodded. “Then, I think our key necklace fits that boy.” They heard a ding, signaling the boys are ready to order. Aurora and Luna went to take their order as Maya went to turn the sign to closed on the door, so no other customers came in. They came back and gave the order to Stella. Hazel, Maya, and Delilah went into the kitchen to help with the cooking as Aurora and Luna got the guys’ drinks. They take the drinks to them. They went to stand behind the counter and watched the boys. They saw them take their masks off and gasped. 

“It’s Ateez,” they said and looked at each other, smiling. They are seeing Ateez in real life. They wanted to tell the other girls, but didn’t want to distract them. They wanted to take pictures, but that would be rude. After 30 minutes or so, their food was ready. Aurora and Maya got the food for Seonghwa’s table. Luna and Delilah got the food for Hongjoong’s table. Maya and Delilah were shocked to see that the boys were Ateez. They wanted to squeal, but they kept their cool. They placed their food on the table.

“Enjoy your food” they said, “Let us know if you need anything.” They went back into the kitchen. 

“Guys! Ateez are eating in our restaurant!” Delilah shouted once they got into the kitchen. 

“What!” The others shouted back.

“Shut up! They might hear! You don’t want them to think we are some crazy fans!,” Aurora shouted. The boys heard that, smiled and laughed. 

“You’re not helping either,” Luna said to her, laughing. 

“Are those eight boys them?” Mia asked. Delilah, Maya, Aurora, and Luna nodded. 

“Are they more handsome in person?” Hazel asked

“See for yourself,” Maya said. The girls opened the door of the kitchen a little bit and peeked out. They saw Ateez peacefully eating. Ateez saw them and just smiled.

“Wooyoung, looks so cute,” Mia said, dreamy.  

“Same with Yeosang,” Stella said. The other guys agreed. 

“I can’t believe how lucky we are to meet them randomly,” Ruby said.

“Thank you, God, for making Ateez choose to eat at our restaurant,” Hazel said. Luna and Aurora looked at her and shook her head at her, smiling. 

“I’m just glad they came when we didn’t have school kids or they wouldn’t be able to eat peacefully,” Luna said. The others agreed with her.

“Should we ask for a picture before they leave?” Maya asked. 

“We can, but let’s not force them, okay” Aurora said. They nodded. Mia, Ruby, Stella, and Hazel started cleaning the kitchen, while the others went out of the kitchen to finish cleaning up the restaurant. 

“When we go out, don’t stare at them too much, okay” Luna said. They began cleaning up the counter, and the unoccupied tables, while Ateez was eating. After an hour and 30 minutes, Ateez finished eating. Luna, Aurora, Maya, and Delilah went to get their empty plates and cups. They put dirty dishes in the sink and stepped out. Ateez went to the girls.

“How much do we owe you?” Hongjoong asked.

“You don’t owe anything. It’s on the house,” Luna answered.

“No, we must pay,” Hongjoong replied, shaking his head. He didn’t like getting things for free just because he was an idol.

“It’s not everyday we get an idol eating at our restaurant,” Aurora said.

“Can we have a picture with you?” Mia said, “this can be your payment.” The boys thought for a while.

“Okay,” Hongjoong said, “but in return we would like to ask you questions and do a small thing for us.”

“We will do anything for you,” Hazel said as the girls agreed.

“Even kill someone for us?” Yunho asked, smirking. The girls’ face paled. Seonghwa smack him on the arm.

“Except for that and any dangerous things,” Hazel said nervously.

“You don’t mean that, right?” Mia asked, nervously. Yunho, wooyoung, San, and Mingi laughed.

“No, I’m just playing with you,” Yunho replied, chuckling a little. The girls signed in relief. 

“Okay, you can ask us anything in return for the picture,” Luna said. The girls took a picture with the boys on Mia’s phone using a selfie stick. After all of them sat at a table, a couple pulled up chairs.

“What are the questions you wanted to ask us?” Aurora asked them. 

“Well, do you guys feel this sense of familiarity and connection towards us?” Hongjoong asked. The girls looked at each other.

“We do, do you guys feel the same?” Luna replied. The boys nodded. 

“There must be a reason behind it, which I believe are these necklaces,” Hongjoong said, pulling out his necklace, “this leads me to my next question, where did you get your necklaces?”

“We can’t remember very well, just bits and pieces,” Luna explained, “When we were little a man in a lab coat gave us these necklaces along with other groups of kids that we can’t remember who.”

“Did this same man call you by a weird name?” Seonghwa asked. He feels like he is connecting the pieces to the puzzle. 

“Yea, he called me subject joy or joy sometimes” Luna said, “I was always with someone called subject happy or happy.”

“I was called subject fond or fond with someone called subject attract or attract,” Aurora said.

“I was called subject shy or shy with someone called subject silly or silly,” Mia said

“I was called subject jealousy or jealousy with someone called subject annoyed,” Stella said.

“I was called subject trust or trust with someone called subject loyal or loyal,” Hazel said.

“I was called subject secure or secure with someone called subject safe or safe,” Maya said.

“I was called subject intimate or intimate with someone called subject desire or desire,” Ruby said

“And I was called subject respect or respect with someone called subject value or value,” Delilah said. The boys were shocked to hear that. 

“I was happy” Hongjoong said

“I was attract,” Seonghwa said

“I was silly,” Wooyoung said

“I was annoyed,” Yeosang said

“I was loyal,” Yunho said

“I was safe,” Jongho said

“I was desire,” San said

“And I was value,” Mingi said. The girls were shocked as well by this discovery. 

“Do you remember anything from the man in a lab coat?” Hongjoong asked

“Well, that man did some experiments on us with our pair partners, which now I’m assuming is you guys. He called what he was doing project love,” Aurora explained.

“He was going on and on about soulmates and creating them,” Luna added. 

“I think these experiments are where our connections towards each other come from,” Seonghwa said. The others agreed. 

“So, you are saying we are soulmates?” Mia asked. Seonghwa nodded. 

“Last question, what does the front and back of your necklaces say?” Hongjoong asked.

“Joy in the front and love on the back” Luna said

“Fond and love” Aurora said

“Shy and love” Mia did

“Jealousy and love” Stella said

“Trust and love” Hazel said

“Secure and love” Maya said

“Intimate and love,” Ruby said

“And mine says respect and love” Delilah said

“What do yours say?” Luna asked.

“Happy and project”

“Attract and project”

“Silly and project”

“Annoyed and project”

“Loyal and project”

“Safe and project”

“Desire and project”

“Value and project” 

“Now, do you guys want to try connecting your necklaces with ours?” Hongjoong asked. The girls placed their key necklaces inside the boys’ necklaces. The necklaces fit perfectly together. They let go of the necklaces. Luna looked at Hongjoong and saw some memories.

“You are Joonggie?” She asked.

“Yes, you must be Luna?” Hongjoong asked. Luna nodded. Luna along with the other girls hugged their boys. Hongjoong returned the hug.

“We were so worried about you guys, hoping you are doing okay,” Luna said, “we are so glad you guys are doing okay,”

“Same to you,” Hongjoong said, letting go of the hug. 

“Now, you guys are a famous Kpop group,” Mia said as she held Wooyoung’s hand. 

“Speaking of Kpop group, we need to go back to the hotel, we have a big day tomorrow,” Hongjoong said as he stood up along with the boys and the girls.

“Would you guys be coming to the concert tomorrow?” San asked them.

“Yes, front row seat,” Delilah said excitedly.

“Great, we will see you there,” Yunho said. 

“Before we go, can we have your numbers to get in contact with you?” Hongjoong asked. The girls nodded and gave the boys their numbers. The girls gave them one last hug, before they left. Once they left, the girls went back to cleaning. 

“I’m so glad, we found them,” Luna said.

“I don’t have to be single anymore,” Hazel said. The other girls rolled their eyes at her.

“Let’s finish up, so we can go home and get a good rest for the concert tomorrow,” Aurora said. They nodded and continued cleaning. 





Chapter 28: Bright, Vachirawit Chivaaree

Summary:

Here’s another Thai actor and singer. Bright Chivaaree is one handsome specimen. I had to do him ever since I watch 2gether the series. His eyes are mesmerizing. Okay, I’m going to stop obsessing over him. You going to be seeing more of him. Enjoy!

*sorry for the mistakes s

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Cecilia and her boyfriend of six years, Bright, were on a date in an arcade, playing games. What Cecilia didn’t know was that she was going to be proposed to. Everybody at the arcade was in on the little secret.  

“Hey ma’am, do you want to try our newest game?” An employee asked her. 

“You have a new game. Of course we will love to try,” She replied excitedly, “let’s go try it P.” She grabbed Bright’s hand pulling him to the new game the employee set up. 

“How do we play it?” She asked the employee.

“You shoot the five balls in the hoop, each shot is worth 100 points. Score 500 points and you get a diamond ring,” the employee said. Cecilia nodded and began shooting hoops. She had to try again a second time. She shot all the balls in the hoop, scoring 500 hundreds. She jumped up and down in excitement.

“I did!” She shouted happily, before bending down to get her fake diamond ring. She puts it on and turns around to show it to her boyfriend, but was shocked to see him on one knee showing a real diamond ring. Tears started following down her face.

“Do you want to turn that ring into a real one by marrying me?” Bright asked, smiling. She nodded and hugged him. After the hug, he put the ring on her. 

A year later

Today was Cecilia’s Thai wedding mixed with an American wedding at the Capella hotel. She had her friends and her mother helping her get ready. She wanted to wear the traditional Thai wedding dress, a white one. They already did the monk blessing and merit making a day ago. Today, they are doing the Sai Monkhon, the shell ceremony, and the reception.

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After she finished getting ready, they walked to the Sai Monkhon and the shell ceremony was happening. She saw Bright in his Thai wedding attire, waiting for her at the entrance. He smiled when he saw her. 

This Wedding Doubled as a Tour of Thailand, From Chiang Mai to Phuket |  Vogue

*pic not mine, credit to owner( Ignore the girl)*

 

“You look beautiful,” he whispered as they walked inside the room. 

“Thank you, you look so handsome ,” she whispered back as they kneeled over a long bench with their hands together in a wai gesture. Their heads were tied together by a white thread known as sai monkhon. A bowl of flowers was placed underneath their hands as an elder poured sacred water over each of their clasped hands and said a few words on their foreheads. Then the guests came to bless them, pouring water that was in a shell on their hands. Afterwards, they place gifts, which are envelopes filled with money,in a basket. This was the shell ceremony. The guest also tied white strings around the couple's wrists to wish them good luck. 

The Reception 

Bright and Cecilia were standing outside the entrance greeting guests as they went inside. The guests may take a photo with them if they want. They went inside after the last guests. They were served dinner. After an hour, the MC called the bride and groom to the floor where Bright’s mother gave them a wedding flower. Then, Cecilia’s best friend, Lalisa and Bright’s best friend, Metawin gave a speech. After, it was the father-daughter dance. Then, Bright and Cecilia first dance. 

After dancing, it was time to cut the wedding cake. They cut the cake and served it to their parents, elder relatives, Lalisa, and Metawin. Then, they mingled with the guests and took pictures with their parents, relatives, and friends. 

“Cecelia! Wake up!” She heard someone shout and felt an earthquake through her body. She woke up to find her best friend, Lalisa, who left everything and flew from Korea for her big day and her mother leaning over her bed, shanking her.

“Guys, I had the weirdest dream. I was getting married to the Bright Vachirawit Chivaaree, who I apparently was dating for six years,” she said to them, “if only it were true.” Lisa and her mother looked at her weirdly and with concern. 

“Cariño, no fue un sueño(Sweetie, it wasn’t a dream),” her mother said in her native tongue.

“What do you mean?”

“You are getting married to the Bright Vachirawit, who you dated for six years today,” Lisa replied. Cecilia looked at her shocked and then held her aching head.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have drunk so much last night at the bachelorette party,” Lisa said as she gave her a glass of water, who drank it. 

“You’re right, I shouldn't have. I can’t believe I forgot my own wedding to Bright,” she said, laughing. 

“You just gave me something to include into my speech,” Lisa said, smiling. 

“You wouldn’t,” She said

“I would,”

“Okay, not the time to fight. We must get you ready,” her mother interrupted them. 

~Timeskip to the Lisa speech since I don’t want to write the same thing from the dream again~

Lisa was giving her speech after Metawin’s. Cecilia was not looking forward to the part of the speech about her forgetting her own wedding. 

“-This same girl got so drunk last night that she forgot her own wedding and thought the whole thing was a dream, kept telling Mama Lopez and I how she couldn’t believe she married the Bright Vachirawit. And how she wished it were true, not knowing it was. Bright, you sure you want her as your wife,” Lisa said, laughing along with everyone else. Cecilia almost threw her glass cup at her, if it wasn't for Bright stopping her. She was so embarrassed.

“¿Por qué soy amiga de ella?(why am I friends with her?),” Cecilia whispered in her native tongue. 

“I’m very sure!” Bright shouted. Then, he kissed her on the cheek.

“Is this real enough for you?” He teased her. Cecilia hit him on the shoulder and pouted at him. 

“Aw, I’m sorry, Ms. Chivaaree,” Bright said as he kissed her on the cheek again. 

“You’re forgiven, Mr. Chivaaree,” She replied, smiling at him before giving him a peck on the lips. She intertwined their hands, laying her head on his shoulder and continued to listen to her crazy friend’s speech.

 

Notes:

I did my best with the research I did on Thai wedding.

Chapter 29: Lee Soohyuk

Summary:

Y’all know I had to do him again:)

inspired a little by the anime, Vampire Knight

Sorry for the mistakes

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Soohyuk, a vampire lord of the vampire clan in Seoul, and who had been waiting for his mate for hundred years was making his way to the Blood Moon pack territory with a couple of his clan members. He was going to make an alliance with them to end the war between vampires and werewolves. He can see the alpha, Shin Sung Rok waiting for them at the entrance. 

“Greetings, Lord Soohyuk, it’s a pleasure to have you here,” Sung Rok greeted him.

“Greetings, Alpha Sung Rok. The pleasure is all mine,” Soohyuk greeted back.

“Right this way,” Sung Rok said, leading him and his members inside the building. As soon as Soohyuk got inside he smelt a lavender and bergamot scent. His eyes turned red. He knew it was his mate that he waited hundred years for. Soohyuk followed the scent, ignoring everyone else. The scent led him to the basement. 

In the basement

Kehlani was sitting on her bed, which is barely bed when she heard footsteps making their way down here. This has been her room ever since she was 13 years old, her second gender didn’t present when she turned 12. She was called a runt, beaten and placed inside the basement. She didn’t have any werewolf abilities, she was basically human. Her father and siblings didn’t even care about her. Her mother died after giving birth to her. She lost too much blood to be able to heal. She does all the cleaning and cooking. She wasn’t even fed. Her wounds wouldn’t heal since she hasn’t presented. She only got their leftovers, which wasn’t much. She began to panic thinking she was going to get a beating when she heard the footsteps. No, no, no, I did everything, cleaned and cooked. What did I miss? Did they find out I took a loaf of bread?  

The door opened revealing Soohyuk. Soohyuk stepped into the room that had blood stains on the floor. He was disgusted. He looked around and saw his mate sitting on a bed with holes. She was rocking back and front in a panic, she was in a very bad condition. She was wearing ripped clothes, had wounds all over her body. She looked to be malnourished. He made his way to her slowly so as not to scare her even more. As soon as he started making his way towards her, she got up on her knees in a begging position in front of him.

“I’m sorry, Alpha. I didn’t mean to steal a loaf of bread. I was just hungry. Please, forgive me. Please, don’t hurt me,” she begged, not knowing it was her mate, not Alpha Sung Rok. He kneeled down, he raised his hand to raise her chin, but she flinched. 

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you,” Soohyuk said as he lifted her head by the chin. She had her eyes closed. She had a black eye and busted lips. Soohyuk was angry at what he saw. “Please, look at me.” She opened her eyes to see red eyes and a face she had never seen before. He smiled at her. She saw his fangs and panicked with tears in her eyes. I’m going to die. They sent a vampire to kill me! Soohyuk heard her thoughts. It was one of his abilities as a pureblood vampire. He has six abilities, which you will find out a couple later. 

“I’m not here to kill you,” he assured her. His bite wouldn’t kill her since she is his mate, which he was wondering how she doesn’t know that he is her mate yet. Did he hear my thoughts or something? She thought. He decided not to tell her that just yet.

“You’re not?” She asked, looking at him. He nodded, “Why would I kill my mate?” When he said mate, her eyes widened.

“You’re my mate?” She asked. He nodded, caressing her cheek. She leaned into it. She was happy her mate was here. He will take her away from here. He smiled when she leaned into his touch.

“What’s your name?” 

“Kehlani,” she replied. Soohyuk was going to replied, but was interrupted by the so-called alpha.

“Lord Soohyuk, what are you doing with the runt?” Sung Rok asked. As soon as Kehlani heard the alpha voice, she flinched away from her mate. My mate is friends with the alpha. He won’t take me away from this place. Soohyuk heard her say. He turned around and growled at Sung Rok, who flinched back. 

“What did you call her?” Soohyuk hissed. He knows what runt was, and he didn’t like his mate being called that.

“Um, runt,” Sung Rok answered in fear. 

“Tell, Sung Rok,” Soohyuk said as he stood up and walked to Sung Rok, “Why is she here?” Sung Rok was scared, but held his ground.

“Um, well, she is a weakling, who hasn’t presented yet. I don’t allow weaklings in my park,” Sung Rok answered nervously. Sung Rok snarled at him. 

“So, you beat, starve, and lock her up here,” Soohyuk growled, not happy with his answer. Why does he cares about that stupid runt so much? He just met her. She will be the reason why we don’t do the alliance. I should’ve killed her when I had the chance, Sung Rok thought, not realizing that Soohyuk can read minds. Soohyuk grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up. Sung Rok struggled to get free. Kehlani was shocked. She hated the alpha, but he didn’t want him to be killed. She didn’t know how to stop Soohyuk. She started feeling this tingly feeling inside of her. 

“Call his name,” a voice inside of her said. She didn’t know who it was, but decided to listen to it if it would stop a bloodshed from happening.

“Soohyuk,” She whispered, her voice traveling to Soohyuk’s ear. He stopped, then dropped Sung Rok. He turned around to his mate with red eyes. He was shocked to see her eyes were red. Why is he looking at me like that? Oh my god, I didn’t put lord in front of his name. Soohyuk smiled at her and walked back to her. He kneeled down in front. He held her cheek.

“Do you know your eyes are red?” Soohyuk said to her. She looked at him in a really gesture, touching her eyes. Soohyuk nodded. Sung Rok saw from where he was sitting and was shocked, she is an alpha! The reason they were shocked was that females don’t ever present as alphas. There hasn’t been a female alpha in a thousand years. Female alpha males are stronger than a regular alpha. Soohyuk turned back to Sung Rok.

“Well, she’s not a weakling after all, she's even stronger than you,” Soohyuk said to him, smirking. Kehlani started to smell a forest and ash scent. She knew it was coming for her mate. She saw that her wounds were slowly healing.

“She will be our seal of alliance,” Soohyuk said, “I will do the alliance for her sake.” Soohyuk picked up his mate. Kehlani wrapped her hands around his neck. He stopped beside Sung Rok.

“I should kill you and your pack for causing harm to my mate, but I won’t since she doesn’t want that. You should thank her for being alive right now,” he said to Sung Rok, before walking out with his mate. All the pack members saw that the runt was with the vampire lord. They can smell the scent of a strong alpha. They just assumed it was their alpha, who must have gotten some powers from the lord from the alliance. 

“Are you going to kill her?” A kid asked him, before his mother grabbed him.

“Of course, he will. Who would want a runt?” The alpha son said, smirking. Soohyuk got irritated by him and froze him with his ice ability. Ice powers was another of his abilities. Everybody was panicking to see their future alpha frozen. Sung Rok came outside to see his son frozen. 

“I’m sorry about him, please unfreeze him,” he begged Sung Rok. Kehlani looked up from her mate's neck to see the alpha’s son frozen, making everyone see her red eyes. 

“She's an alpha!” 

“There hasn’t been a female alpha in a thousand years.” Whispers were heard from the pack members.

“He will unfreeze in an hour,” Soohyuk said, “Yes, she is an alpha. Also, my mate. Because of your foolish actions, you will lose your strongest force.” 

“My daughter, Kehlani,” Kehlani’s father said, stepping forward. Kehlani turned to look at her so-called father. Her red eyes shined brighter and she growled at him, her wolf took over.

“Daughter! Now that I presented as an alpha, you considered me as your daughter! Don’t make me laugh!” She shouted angrily at her father, “You are not my father! You lost that the moment you turned your back on me!” She turned her back to him, letting Kehlani take over. Her father was shocked by her. Soohyuk smirked. 

“Hold on tight,” Soohyuk whispered into Kehlani’s ear, who tightened her hold on his neck. Then, he used his teleportation ability. They disappeared

Notes:

This isn’t the last of him you will be seeing.

Chapter 30: San

Summary:

Another Ateez member, San this time. You guys probably notice, I’m a big atiny. I got this story idea from San always bowing like a prince. I heard his from a noble family clan, which just makes the story even better. Also, it inspired by the manhwa, Light and Shadow.

Sorry for the mistakes

Chapter Text

Jade and Rose were sisters with Rose being the oldest. They lived with their modern family in the village in the Choi Kingdom. The Choi prince was out one day in the village where he was a beautiful girl. He decided then and there that she will be his queen. His parents are going to be happy that he found a girl he wanted to marry since they have been up on him on finding a girl. He can’t take over the throne without a queen. His parents sent people to find the girl’s house to propose hand in marriage. After asking around, they finally found their house.

Jade and Rose heard a knock on their door, while they were in the kitchen helping their mother with making lunch. Their father went to open the door to see the royal guards.

“What can I help you with sirs?” Their father asked.

“Can we come in first?” The one in front asked. Their father nodded and stepped aside to let them in. He closed the door after them. He led them to their couch to have a seat. 

“Who was it dear?” Their mother asked, stepping out of the kitchen, only to the royal guards. She bowed to them and sat next to her husband.

“Do you have a daughter?” The guard asked.

“Yes, we have two,” their father replied.

“Can you call them?”

“Jade! Rose! Can you come here, please!” Their mother shouted for them. The girls left what they were doing and went into the living room to see their parents with the royal guards. The girls bowed at them before standing next to their parents with jade standing on their father's side and Rose on their mother’s side. The royal guard set a royal letter on the table. 

“What is this?” Their father asked.

“This is a marriage letter/contract from the king,” the royal guard said, “the prince wants to marry your daughter. He is asking for her hand in marriage.” Their parents look at each other, happy that one of their daughters caught the eyes of the prince. 

“Which one of my daughters does he want to marry?” Their father asked.

“The one with black hair and Hazel eyes,” the guard said, referring to Rose. Rose was shocked that the prince had fallen in love with her, but she didn’t want to marry him. She was already planning on marrying her boyfriend. 

“You are talking about Rose. We accept the marriage,” their parents said. Rose was about to argue, but their mother held her by the thigh tightly. 

“Okay, we just need you to sign here,” the guard said, handing a pen to their father and pointing to where he needs to sign. Their father signed the paper with their family name. The guard took the paper before standing up with the other guard. 

“Okay, the marriage will take place in a week,” the guard as their father led them to the door. Their father bowed at them for the last time before closing the door. 

“I don’t want to marry the prince,” Rose said as soon as the royal guards left. 

“This is not a choice, Rose,” their father said firmly.

“Besides, this is a good opportunity for you, you will be the next queen. That is an honor.” Their mother said.

“I don’t care about any of that. I’m already planning on marrying Wooyoung. You know that. You even accept our marriage,” Rose replied, closed to tears. Jade felt bad for her sister. 

“Wooyoung is a great guy and all, but he won’t provide for you like the prince would,” their mother said.

“I don’t care about living in a fancy house and having nice things,” Rose said, tears falling down her cheeks. 

“Well, we do and we want what’s best for you,” their mother replied.

“But-”

“No, you will marry the prince and that’s final,” their father said. Rose ran away to her room that she shares with Jade. Their mother signed, she didn’t want her daughter to be sad. Her husband held her hand.

“Is this a good idea, Will?” 

“Dear, this is what’s best for her. She will come around,” their father assured their mother. Jade left their parents to comfort her sister. She went inside their room to see her sister laying down in her bed, weeping into her pillow. She sat down next to her, rubbing her back gently. 

“It’s not fair, Jade,” Rose cried.

“I know. I wish I could help you,” Jade said sadly. Then, Rose sat up.

“I will not go through with this marriage,” she said determinedly. 

“What are you going to do?” Jade asked

“You will see,” 

A week later

Jade woke up in the morning and turned to check on her sister since she was getting married today, but she didn’t see her on her bed. All she saw was a letter on her bed. She went to her bed and picked up the letter, opened it and began reading it. 

Dear Jade,

If you are reading this, it means I went through with my plan of running away with Wooyoung. I can’t marry someone I don’t love. I know that this will cause dishonor to our family and I’m sorry for that. I’m sorry that I’m leaving you, but don’t look for me. You won’t find me anyways. Just know that I love you so much, don’t forget that. And tell mom and dad that I’m sorry and that I love them.
                                                              Love, Rose

Jade had tears running down on her face after she finished reading the letter. She will miss her sister, but she is not mad at her. She did what was best for her. Their parents are going to be very angry about this. She wiped her eyes and went to find their parents. She saw their aunts, uncles, and cousins were here. They must have got here in the morning. Their aunts were running around getting everything ready. Their mother saw her.

“Jade, where are you sister? She still can't sleep. It’s her big day. Go wake her up,” her mother said to her.

“She's not here,” Jade replied, making everybody stop in their tracks . Her mother came close to her.

“What do you mean she is not here?” Her mother asked. All Jade did was hand her the letter. Her mother read the letter and then, she threw the paper in anger.

“I can’t believe she is doing this to us!” She shouted in anger. Their father came, picking up the letter, and reading it. He turned to Jade in anger, making her flinched back scared.

“Did you know about this?” He asked her angrily. 

“No, I didn’t know she would run away. She didn’t tell me anything,” Jade explained, scared of her father. 

“You knew about this,” her father said in anger.

“Father, I swear I didn’t know,” Jade said with tears. Her father grabbed her by the arm, dragging her to her room.

“You will take her place since you wanted to help her escape,” her father said, before looking at her mother and aunts, “Help her get ready.” Her mother and aunts went into the room with the wedding clothes and jewelry that the royal family sent. 

“Mom, I don’t want this,” Jade said to her mother.

“I’m sorry sweetie, please do this for our family honor,” her mother said. Jade signed and let her aunts and mother prepare her. After two hours, she was all dolled up in her red wedding clothes. She had a small veil cover her face. The top part is slightly see through, you can see her eyes a little. The bottom part is not. She had a large veil going down her back. This veil also went over her face covering the other veil. Only the prince can see her face, no one else. They stepped out of the room. Her father came.

“We have to go, the carriage is here,” her father said as he turned to walk with Jade and her mother following behind. They got in the carriage and made their way to the palace. Everybody was allowed in the palace to witness the wedding, which will be held outside the palace in the royal garden. As they got there, the king was waiting for them. They stepped out of the carriage and bowed to the king. Both the king and her father will be walking her down the aisle. The king held out his arm for her, which she held on to. She looped her arm around her father’s arm. Then, her mother handed her the bouquet. They began walking down the long aisle to her future husband with her mother following behind. After a long walk, Jade can see the prince waiting at the end of the aisle, smiling. When they got there, her father handed it to the prince. The prince helped her get up the step. They said their vows and all, then it was time to kiss each other.

“You may not kiss the bride,” 

The prince lifted her first veil over her head, then, he lifted the other one just enough to see her lips. Jade was nervous. This will be her first kiss. The prince leaned down and captured her lips into a kiss. Jade didn’t return the kiss since she didn’t know how to. After a few seconds, the prince released her lips. Everybody cheered. 

After the wedding, Jade was placed inside the prince’s bedroom. She sat on the bed, thinking about what she is going to do when he finds out that she is not Rose. She heard the door open and looked up to see the prince come into the room. She got up and bowed at him.

“There’s no need for that anymore, you are now a noble,” the prince said, walking to her and stepping in front of her. He raised his hands to remove her veil, but she stepped back. He frowned.

“Why are you running away? Are you shy? There’s no reason for you to be shy. We won’t be doing anything, I just want to see your beautiful face,” he said, “or are you hiding something that you don’t want me to see.” Jade gasped. Does he know? The prince heard her gasped and he walked towards her as she took steps back. She trips on her dress and falls on the bed. The prince crawled on top of her. He removed the second veil and paused as he saw her face. 

“You are not her,” he said steps away from her.

“They sent me the wrong one,” he said in anger. He turned on his heels to leave. Jade got up and ran to him, grabbing his arm.

“Prince San, wait please don’t harm my family. Let me explain,” Jade pleaded with tears in her eyes. San turned to her to see her tears. He signed, releasing his arm from her hold.

“Explain,” he ordered. 

“My sister, Rose that you like, didn't want you. She was already engaged to another, but my parents insisted that she marry you. She didn’t want that so she ran away on the day of the wedding. I took her place. If you want to punish someone, punish me,” Jade explained.

“If I knew she was betrothed to another, I wouldn’t have asked for her hand in marriage. Since I already married you, you will have to do,” San said as he turned to leave. He opened the door and paused. 

“What’s your name?” 

“Jade” Jade answered. Then, San left after that. Jade dropped to the floor, crying. 

A month later

It’s been a month since Jade married prince San. When they are not around people, he completely ignores her. This hurts Jade so much since she fell in love with him. Her parents-in-law are the only ones who treated her nicely plus the maids and servants. Today was the prince and her coronations. They are being handed the thrones. During the coronation, the king placed his crown on San’s head, and the queen placed her crown on Jade’s head. They were now the king and queen of the Choi Kingdom. 

~Timeskip: another month later~

San fell in love with Jade. They confessed about a week ago. Today, his friend from the Jung kingdom is coming over with his wife. They got married on the same day as Jade and him. Right now, he was waiting outside with Jade for them. He saw their carriage come into the palace gate. The carriage stopped near the steps. Then, his friend stepped out first. He held his hand out for his wife, helping her step from the carriage. Jade and San were shocked to see Rose. Jade was shocked to see Wooyoung as well, who was a prince all along. 

“Rose!” Jade shouted. Rose looked up when she heard her sister’s voice. She saw her sister as she ran to her, being careful going down the stairs. Rose ran to met her half way. They hugged each other. 

“I missed you,” Jade cried

“I missed you too,” Rose replied with her own tears. San and Wooyoung met up.

“So you’re the one that was betrothed to the girl I liked,” San said.

“Oops, sorry man,” Wooyoung said.

“It’s all good, besides I have someone even better,” San said looking at Jade, who was wiping her sister’s tears as she was getting her own tears wiped by her sister, lovely

“What you are saying is my queen wasn’t good enough,”Wooyoung replied sarcastically. 

“Yes, I am,” San said back sarcastically as well, and they laughed. 

With Jade and Rose

Rose wiped her sister’s tears as her sister wiped her tears. 

“So, Wooyoung” Jade said

“Yeah, I didn't know he was a prince. I just found out the day I ran away with him,” Rose replied.

“Mom and Dad would be happy to know you actually married a prince,” Jade joked, laughing. Rose laughed as well.

“How are they?” Rose asked

“They are fine and doing well,” Jade answered. 

“That’s good”

“You should visit them,” Jade said

“I will while I’m here,” Rose replied. They heard footsteps and turned to see their husbands. Rose bowed to San.

“I’m sorry” she apologized.

“It’s all in the past,” San said. Rose nodded and went to stand next to Wooyoung as Jade did the same. 

“Who may you be?” Wooyoung asked Jade like he didn’t know who she was already, taking her hand and kissing it. Jade giggled, playing along.

“I’m Jade,” Jade replied, her hand still in Wooyoung’s. San slapped Wooyoung’s hand and pulled Jade closer to him by her waist.

“Now, you want to take the other sister,” San said sarcastically. 

“Maybe I am,” Wooyoung jokes, Rose slapped him on the arm, “I’m kidding. Besides, I would never replace my queen.” He grabbed Rose by the waist. 

“You better,” San said, “let’s go inside.” They went inside the palace. The two sisters got their happy ending even with the rough road they took. 







Chapter 31: Park Seojoon

Summary:

Y’all know I had to do him. Loved him in she was pretty and A witch’s romance. Y’all should watch them if you haven’t already. they are good and funny

Sorry for the mistakes

Chapter Text

Park Seojoon came out of a convenience store with two packets of ramen noodles at 1 in the morning because he was hungry even though he ate a big dinner. He was a werewolf after all. Werewolves have a big appetite. He has been living in the human world for 28 years now. 28 years ago, his pack was massacred by an enemy pack. His mother used her last energy to get him to safety in the human world. She hides him in a bush next to the human town before leading the enemy pack away. A young explorer found him and took him, thinking he was a dog that was lost, but ended up being a werewolf. The explorer didn’t care and still treated him the same. The explorer gave him life in the human world as a human son with an education and all. He ended up being an actor. Now, he lives on his own, visiting his human dad once a month.

The convenience store that he came out of was next to the woods. As he was walking, he was hit in the legs by some force. He looked down to see a dog. Then, he smelt a strawberry and peaches scent.

“Mate!” His wolf, Blaze shouted. Then, the dog was a werewolf. He watched as the wolf looked up at him with a scared face and backed away from him. Seojoon saw the blood on its face and body from the wounds. Seojoon started to crouch down, but stopped when the wolf flinched back. He was confused, didn't it smelt him.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said and tried to take a step towards it again, but it flinched back again. The wolf turned around and ran away from him. The wolf was an omega, an abused one. It had run away from its abusive pack who abused her for being a weak omega. The other omegas in the pack were as strong as a beta. Because of her abuse, she has a hard time trusting people, she thinks everyone will turn against her and abuse her. She didn’t know the male was running away from was her mate since she couldn’t smell him, her sense of smell was damaged due to the amount of wolfsbane that was given to her. She thinks Seojoon was a human because of not being able to smell him. She was taught that humans were bad and hurt wolves.

Seojoon couldn’t let her go since he found his mate for the first time in 13 years, so he chased after her which was a bad idea since that fed into her idea of not trusting him. He turned into a wolf, chasing after her. The wolf could hear him chasing her and panicked since she couldn’t run anymore. She found an alley and ran into it, hiding behind the dumpster. Seojoon ran into the alley, seeing her hide behind the dumpster. He walked towards her, hearing her whimper. He walked up to her and nudged his head against her. She looked up and saw a wolf instead of the human. He was a werewolf, she thought.

“Yea, but we can’t trust anyone,” her wolf Crystal said. 

“I’m not going to hurt you,” Blaze said to her.

“I don’t believe you,” Crystal replied.

“Don’t you recognize who I am?” Blaze asked, confused.

“I’m sorry, I don’t. My sense of smell is damaged, so I can’t smell you.” Crystal answered.

“So that’s why she didn’t recognize us as her mate” Seojoon said. 

“How? If you don’t mind me asking” Blaze asked

“I took in a large amount of wolfsbane,” Crystal said, not telling him the full story, “Do I know you or something?”

“You can’t tell since your sense of smell is damaged, but I’m your mate,” Blaze said. Crystal and her human were shocked. They found their mate, but their were scared of rejection. They think he will reject him because they are a weak omega. Blaze and Seojoon can smell fear from their mate when Blaze told them he is their mate. They wondered why. They decided not to ask. 

“Can you come with me, you are injured?” Blaze asked. 

“Should we go with him?” The girl asked her wolf through her mind.

“Yes, we will leave as soon as we are fixed up,” Crystal answered, “We won’t wait to be rejected.” Crystal nodded at Blaze. Blaze shifted back to human with his undergarments. 

“Can you shift?” He asked Crystal. She nodded and shifted back to human. She was naked since she turned into a wolf when she was naked, escaping from almost being raped. She squatted down to hide her naked body. Seojoon blushed and looked around for anything she could use to cover herself. He found a cloth hanging on the edge of the dumpster and grabbed it.  He went to her and covered her with the cloth. She wrapped herself tightly with the cloth before standing back up, holding the cloth tightly. She is even beautiful in human form minus the bruises Seojoon thought. Blaze hummed in agreement.

“If you could follow me,” Seojoon said as he turned around, walking out of the alleyway with the girl following behind him. 

~Timeskip~ 

Seojoon was treating her bruises after he gave her clothes to wear and dressed himself. He would apologize everytime she whimpered in pain. After he addressed her wounds, he made the two ramen noodles he got from the store. He set them on a table in front of her with chopsticks, forgetting she doesn’t know how to use them.

“Eat up, you must be hungry,” he said, gesturing to the noodles. She looked up at him as if asking if it’s really for her. He nodded, smiling. She slowly took one of the cups with the chopsticks. She stared at the chopsticks in confusion, not knowing how she is supposed to use it to eat. She dipped the chopsticks in the cup and placed boths hands on the cup, bringing it to her mouth. She took a sip, taking some noodles along, slurping it. Seojoon looked at her in shock, before laughing. She looked up at him with confusion and noodles hanging from her mouth wondering why he was laughing. 

“Sorry, haha, that’s not how you eat it,” he said. My mate is so cute. She placed the cup back down, tilted her head as if asking how you eat it then. Seojoon was confused as to why she wasn’t talking.

“Maybe, she can’t talk,” Blaze said. 

“Can’t you not talk?” Seojoon asked. She shook her head. “You can talk but don’t want to?” She shook her head again. She pointed to him, then, herself, then, her mouth. Seojoon was confused on what she meant by that. 

“Maybe, she can’t talk unless she has permission,” Blaze suggested. 

“You can’t talk unless you have permission?” Seojoon asked. She nodded. “You can talk all you want you have permission” She nodded.

“Why can’t you talk without permission?” 

“Because of my pack. The alpha forbidden me from talking without other pack members that are a higher ranking than me. Even the omegas were considered having a higher ranking than me because I was a weaker omega than them,” she explained, her voice was rough like she hadn't used in a long time, which she obviously didn’t. 

“Is that where you got your bruises?”

“Yes, they've been bruising me ever since they found out I’m a weak omega. They don’t like weakness in their pack. They abused me in all types of ways. The worst was feeding me wolfsbane with every bit of meal they gave me, which wasn’t much. I had no choice but to eat the food if I wanted to survive. They knew taking in that much wolfsbane would damage my sense of smell ensuring that I will never know who my mate is. They treated me like a servant, making me do everything from cooking to cleaning. I escaped when the alpha’s son tried to rape me,” she said, crying. Seojoon went and hugged her. She cried on his shoulder. 

She went through so much he thought.

“Yea, I wish I can go found whoever hurt her and killed them one by one,” Blaze said in anger. The girl stopped crying and moved away from him.

“You are safe now,” Seojoon assured her, “please, finish her noodles.” He went to get her a fork instead of chopsticks. He went back and handed her the fork. She took the fork and stabbed it in the cup, twisting it around before pulling it out and eating. He went to eat his. After eating, he led her to the guest bedroom.

“You can sleep here, I will see you in the morning,” Seojoon said as she nodded. He turned around to leave, but stopped. I haven’t asked her for her name he thought. He turned around. She looked at him in confusion.

“I forgot to ask for your name,” he said.

“Oh, it’s Cataleya, but you can call me Cat for short. What’s yours?” Cataleya said.

“Cataleya, well, I’m Seojoon,” Seojoon said, “good night.” He left after that, closing the door.

“Good night,” Cataleya whispered. She is going to wait an hour before leaving. After an hour, she listen to his heartbeat, which was steady. She got up from the bed and slowly walked to the door. She opened it slowly and stepped out. She tiptoed to the front door, trying not to make a sound. Before she can unlock the door, she was stopped by a voice.

“Where are you doing, Cat?” Seojoon asked her. He was behind her. He woke up as soon as she opened the bedroom door, she wasn’t as silent as she thought she was. 

“I’m leaving, I can’t stay here. Thank you for fixing me and feeding me,” she replied without turning.

“Why?” He asked, closing the distance between them. He grabbed her arm and turned her around. 

“I’m leaving before you can reject me. I know you don’t want a mate abused and used like me,” she answered, tearing running down her face.

“I would never reject. I don’t care about your past. Your scars make you stronger. They represent the battles you face and how they didn’t bring you down. I love you with your flaws and all. You are my mate, who I waited for 13 years. I’m not going to let you go when I just found you,” Seojoon said with tears running down his face. Cat was shocked to see him cry, no one ever cried for her, not even her parents. She raised her hands to wipe his tears. 

“I’m sorry, I have a hard time accepting that someone actually wants me,” she whispered, “if I’m to stay, you have to bear with all my insecurities.” He put his hand on her cheek.

“And you may have to bear with my overprotectiveness and possessiveness,” he replied. She laughed. He hugged her, which she returned. Then, he led her back not the guest room, but his. 








Chapter 32: Song Joongki

Summary:

I had to do him next. Fallen in love with him in descendants of the sun, which was a great show. Y’all should watch it if you haven’t already.

 

Sorry for the mistakes

Notes:

WARNING: Bullying if it triggers you, don’t read. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Joongki’s girlfriend of two years, Serenity has been begging him if she can come watch him act. After all the begging, he finally agreed. It’s where they are right now. He was introducing her to the casts. 

“And this is partner, Yeobeen,” he introduced, “Yeobeen, this my girlfriend, Serenity. She wanted to come watch me act.” Yeobeen looked at Serenity. That’s his girlfriend, I would be so much better she thought. She has liked Joongki ever since they started working together on Vincenzo. 

“Joongki-issi!, come get your hair and makeup done!,” someone shouted. 

“I got to go, can you keep her company?” Joongki said to Yeobeen, who nodded. Then, he left. 

“So, how long have you been dating?” Yeonbeen asked Serenity.

“Two years,” Serenity replied with a smile. 

“That’s nice,” Yeonbeen said sarcastically. 

“What’s it like working with Joongki oppa?” Serenity asked, wanting to know more about how her boyfriend is in act, not picking up on the change of attitude in Yeobeen. Yeobeen looked around to see everyone doing their own thing, before turning to Serenity.

“Listen here, I don’t like you. You took the man I want, so we aren’t friends but enemies. I will do everything in my power to get him to break up with you,” Yeobeen said rudely, before shoving past her. Serenity almost fell, but caught herself. She was shocked. I need to stay away from her. 

“Babe, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” Joongki asked her. He came back from hair and makeup and getting dressed. 

“Oh, I’m okay, I’m just shocked that I finally get to watch you act,” She lied with a smile. Joongki knew she was lying, but he didn’t force her to tell and let it go. 

“Come on, you can’t zo be in the scene,” he said, grabbing his hand and leading her behind the camera, “You can watch from here,” 

“Good luck,” Serenity said to him. He nodded and smiled, before going.

“Action!” The director shouted. They began the scene. Serenity was amazed at her boyfriend acting. 

~Timeskip to end of day~ 

“And cut. That’s it for today. Good job, everyone,” the director said as everyone clapped. Joongki went to get back into his original clothes. Serenity was waiting for him. Joongki approached her with Yeobeen, who when she saw Serenity made herself tripped, making Joongki catch her. He let go of her. Serenity saw Yeobeen smirking at her. 

“I will see you tomorrow, Yeobeen,” Joongki said. Yeobeen nodded.

“It was nice meeting you, Serenity,” Yeobeen said with a fake smile.

“You too,” Serenity said with a smile as she held Joongki’s hand. She was showing Yeobeen that Joongki is hers. Yeobeen was irritated. 

“Bye, Yeobeen,” Joongki said, before he and Serenity made their way to his car. 

“How was my acting?” He asked her, “wasn’t I amazing?”

“It was amazing. You really are a great actor,” She replied excitedly as they got in the car. They made their way back home.

~Timeskip to a one week later~

The filming of Vincenzo finished. Joongki can feel tensions between his copartner and his girlfriend. He doesn’t know what it is. He thinks his girlfriend is jealous of Yeobeen because of the kissing scenes, which he doesn’t understand. He had a lot of kissing scenes with other actresses and she was never jealous. He wanted them to be friends, so he invited Yeobeen over for dinner.

Right now, Yeobeen and him were talking in the living room, while Serenity was doing the dishes. Joongki excused himself to go to the restroom. Yeobeen took that opportunity to mess with Serenity. She went into the kitchen to see Serenity still doing the dishes.

“I say Joongki and I are getting along very well, do you think?” She said to Serenity. Serenity stopped what she was doing and turned around to her, while holding a glass cup. 

“That’s wonderful,” Serenity replied sarcastically, before turning back around, but Yeobeen had other plans. She walked to Serenity and pulled the glass out of her hand.

“Hey, what’s your problem? Give me back the glass,” Serenity said annoyed, trying to get the glass back. Yeobeen smirked.

“You want the glass,” she said, “here you go.” She then dropped the glass near Serenity’s feet. The glass shattered, a small piece landed on Serenity’s feet. She whined in pain. Joongki ran into the room.

“What happened?” He asked them as he saw the broken glass on the floor. Serenity was about to answer him, but Yeobeen beat her to it.

“I was just trying to help her wash the dishes, but she was being rude and wouldn’t let me help. So, she tried to snatch the glass from my hand, making it fall and shatter,” Yeobeen replied, playing the victim. Joongki went to her.

“Are you hurt?” He asked her, checking to see if she was injured.

“Joongki, that’s not what happ-” Serenity started to say, but he cut her off.

“Serenity, I don’t know why you are being this way, but it needs to stop. You could have seriously hurt her. She is trying to be your friend. I’m disappointed in you,” he said, before leading Yeobeen back to the living room. He didn’t even realize that his girlfriend was injured. Yeobeen smirked at her. Tears fell down her cheeks as she silently cried. She slowly began picking up the glass pieces, trying not to injure herself further. She threw them in the trash and sweeped the smaller pieces. She cleaned and addressed her injuries, before continuing doing the dishes. Once she finished, she made her way out of the kitchen to their bedroom. Joongki didn’t even notice her, too busy with Yeobeen. She went straight to bed, not wanting to deal with them. After Yeobeen left, went to the bedroom to talk to his girlfriend, only to find her asleep. He saw that she had dried tears on her cheeks. He felt bad about scolding her, but she needed to know what she was doing wasn’t right. He wiped her tears, before getting ready for bed. 

Next day

“I’m sorry about yesterday,” was the first thing Joongki heard when he got into the kitchen. He looked at his girlfriend, who was looking down guilty. She was apologizing and feeling guilty about something that wasn’t even her fault, but she didn’t want her boyfriend mad at her. Joongki went to her and hugged her, which she returned.

“It’s okay, but can you try to be friends with her?” He said.

“I will try,” she replied as they let go of each other. They began eating. 

“Yeobeen invited us to hang out today,” he said to her. She nodded,

“Okay”

“We will be meeting her at the destination,” he said again. She nodded. After breakfast, they made their way out to meet up with Yeobeen. They meet her at the mall. She wanted to hang out at the mall and buy clothes. They walked around and went to different stores. Yeobeen was pulling her boyfriend here and there, while she followed behind. She didn’t want to say something and make her boyfriend mad at her again. They went inside a store. Joongki left to look at the men's section. Serenity looking at some jackets since she needed a new one. 

“How’s your injury?” Yeobeen asked with a fake concern. 

“It’s fine,” Serenity answered as she picked out the jacket she wanted. She was making her way to purchase it, when Yeobeen pulled the jacket. 

“What?” Serenity turned around to see Yeobeen held the end of the jacket, “What are you doing?”

“Well, I want this jacket,” she said, pulling it again, making Serenity stumble a little.

“There is another right there,” Serenity replied.

“No, I want this one only,” she said back, pushing Serenity, making her hit the edge of the rack and fall. Then, she proceed to make herself fall when she saw that Joongki was making their way towards them. 

“What’s going on here?” He asked.

“Your girlfriend wanted that jacket that I found. I even told her that there is another, but she pulled the jacket from my hands, making me fall,” Yeobeen lied. Everyone in the store was shocked by her lie. Joongki turned to Serenity, who was shaking her head.

“That’s not true,” she told him as she got up, which was difficult due to her back injury.

“I thought you said you will try to be her friend,” he replied, shaking his head at her, helping Yeobeen get up, “please, apologize to her.” 

“But”

“Serenity, please,” he said. Serenity signed.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized to Yeobeen. Yeobeen smirked in victory. 

“If you want that jacket so badly, I will buy it for you,” he said to her, trying to take the jacket, but Serenity pulled it back and placed it back on the rack.

“It’s okay, I don’t want it anymore,” she whispered, before making her way out the store. Joongki signed in frustration.

“I will go talk to her,” Yeobeen said to him, patting him in the back. She left before he could say anything. He grabbed the jacket and made his way to purchase it. 

“Excuse me, sir,” someone said to him before he could leave the store. He turned around to see one of the employees of the store, who was the manager. 

“Yes,”

“If I may, your girlfriend wasn’t in the wrong here,” the manager said, she wanted to help since she knows Serenity, who was her daughter preschool teacher. She knows that Serenity wasn’t that type of person. 

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“If you can follow me, I will show you the footage of what actually happened,” the manager said as Joongki followed her to the security room. She played back the footage. Joongki saw that it was Yeobeen who pushed Serenity. Serenity didn’t even lead a finger on her. He was feeling guilty. Was this how it was yesterday too?

“I think you need a new friend,” the manager said.

“Thank you,” he replied 

“No problem,” she said as Joongki made his way out to find his girlfriend, who he owes a big apology to. He finds her and Yeobeen sitting at one table with Yeobeen’s back to him. He walked to them slowly, he could hear what Yeobeen was saying to his girlfriend, which was not anything nice. 

“I think I’m getting closer to making Joongki mine since you keep doing something to make him angry at you. I didn’t think he would believe me over his girlfriend of two years,” she said mockly. Joongki saw his girlfriend was just looking down.

“I think you should just break up with him already,” Yeobeen suggested, “it’s for the best.” Serenity looked at her.

“I will not,” she said firmly. Yeobeen led her.

“Then, I will do worse to you than those injuries,” Yeobeen threatened. 

“Is that so?” Joongki interrupted as she saw Yeobeen flinched and turned to him.

“Joongki is not what you think?” She started to say.

“Save it,” Joongki said, “This will be the last time you will see me. Let’s go, Serenity.” He grabbed his girlfriend’s hand, pulling her up. They left the mall, leaving Yeobeen behind. They got in the car.

“I’m sorry, babe for not believing you,” he apologized.

“It’s fine, you knew her more than me,” she replied sarcastically. 

“What can I do to make you forgive me?” He asked her, holding her hand. She thought for a while. 

“I want full access to your hoodies,” she said. He smiled, he was always wondering where his hoodies were disappearing to. 

“Deal,”

“One more time,” she said, “please, listen to both sides of the story, before making a decision.” 

“I will. Now, where are you injured?” 

“A glass piece fell on my feet and I hit my back on the edge of the rack at the store,” she explained as she turned around, allowing Joongki to pull her shirt up to see her back, which was red on the area that was hit. 

“I’m sorry that I was too stupid to notice your injuries,” he said, looking down guilty. Serenity pulled her shirt down. She turned around and put her hand on his cheek. 

“It’s okay, I’m fine now” she said, “you just have to carry me around.” She kissed his cheek.  Joongki nodded and returned the kiss. 

“Let’s go home,”

“And cuddle”

“Yes, and cuddle,” he said as he held his girlfriend’s hand with one hand and drove to the other. They made their way back home. 



Notes:

After writing all these stories, I realized that I suck at writing angst, but I still continue to write them😂 Oh, well, I love me some angst, but not too much, I still need my happy ending. I should try doing one happily never after story. What you guys think? Should I?

P.S. I don’t even know why I ask questions, when I know I will never get a response😂 Thanks for reading!:)

Chapter 33: Seonghwa

Summary:

I’m back again with Seonghwa! This is inspired by the movies, predator and prey. Enjoy!!!

 

Sorry for the mistakes

Chapter Text

Women and children were all locked up in a building with sleeping bags in rows. Some women would do the cooking and cleaning for the men that kidnapped them. Some women were used for sexual pleasures. The older women always convince the men to take them inside of the younger women, but one night their convincing didn’t work. One man wanted one younger woman. They were protesting, but the men treated the life of the children, so the girl had no choice. The man pulled the girl into his bedroom. He threw her on the bed. She crawled backwards as he started walking to her. He grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her towards him. She struggled as he started kissing her on the neck. 

“No, let go,” she said, struggling to push him away since he held her hands above her head. Suddenly, she saw the man’s head fall off his body and blood splashed on her face. She screamed in horror, she pushed the man away. She looked around, not seeing who killed him. She heard a commotion outside. She ran outside to see the barbarian men dying one by an invisible force that they can’t see. The women and children were running around to escape the invisible force, but the invisible force wasn't even targeting them. She ran towards her mother and siblings.

Mother! What is going on?” She asked her mother in their native language as she picked up one of her small siblings, following her mother to the building where everybody was hiding in. 

“I don’t know. All of a sudden, they started dying one by one with their head cut off by an invisible force,” her mother answered as they hurled together. The last person tried to shut the door, but a barbarian man pushed through the door, knocking the woman on the ground. She crawled backwards towards the group. The man made his way towards the group with his sword, before he could get any closer, he was stabbed by the invisible force. The little children screamed in horror, crying as their mothers tried to calm them down. The women watched as the invisible force became visible. There were eight predators in front of them. The children were hiding behind their mothers and older siblings. The predators put away their weapons, looking at them. 

“Wa vum’s rirs aeui (we won’t hurt you) ,” one of them said. The women were confused, not understanding. The girl that was saved from being raped stepped out towards them.

“Emery, get back here!” Her mother whisper-shouted at her. 

“I don’t think they want to hurt us,” she replied as she stood a meter away from the predators.

“I’m sorry we don’t understand you, but thanks for saving us,” she said to them. The same one, who she thinks is the leader, pressed some buttons on the armor on his arm. A blue screen popped out.

“Wa ora rara su koqa aeui omd soda aeui bocd su aeuir ruka (We are here to save you and take you back to your home),” the same one said into his arm and the translations came on the blue screen. The other women and Emery read it.

“Oh, thank you. I’m sorry but our home was destroyed, so we don’t have a home to go back to,” Emery replied and she turned to her mother, “What do we do mom?

“We can stay here and make it our home,” her mother said to her and the predators. 

“Ik sros’k sra coka, va verr rakuqa sra daod budeak (If that’s the case, we will remove the dead bodies),” the leader eplied. 

“Are you guys leaving after?” Emery asked.

Emery ,” her mother said firmly, but she ignored her and waited for the predator to respond. 

“Nu, va verr ba ksoaeems su vrusacs aeui siaek kruk rork ok aeuir soirdk ur ku (No, we will be staying to protect you guys from harm as your guards or so.)” the leader answered.

“What are you guys?” Emery’s your little brother, Leo asked. Since he saw his older sister not scared of them, he was not scared anymore. 

“Look what you did, you got your brother asking questions now,” their mother said, “ One of these days, you’ll get yourself killed.”  Emery just smiled at her. 

Wa ora vros sraae corr vradosurk. Wa rims vauvra sros rork omd rims vraaek (we are what they call predators. We hunt people that harm and hunt preys.),” the leader replied to Leo's question. Emery was about to ask another question, but her mother stopped her.

“No more questions, let them do their jobs,” their mother said firmly. Emery signed in disappointment, she wanted to know more about them. The predators left after that to clean up the dead bodies, while the women cleaned the houses and blood. 

~Timeskip~

It’s been a month since the predators lived with them. Everyone got used to them and weren’t afraid of them. Emery became friends with them along with her friends. She is always with the leader. He would teach her how to use some weapons, which her mother didn’t like one bit, but she ignored her like always. She started to get a little bet of feelings for him, which she ignores since they are two different species. She was in the kitchen, making a dessert. She was looking for plates to put the dessert on. Not to her surprise, they were on the top cabinet. She signed and stood on her tippy toe, trying to reach them. As she was reaching for it, a hand reached over and grabbed the plates. Emery turned around to see the leader behind her. He handed the plates to her. She took them and smiled at him.

“Thank you,” she said.

“Yui’ra varcuka (You’re welcome),” the leader replied and stepped aside. Emery set the plates on the table. She cut up the dessert and placed them on the plates. She grabbed a piece and gave it to the leader. 

“Here try it, it’s really good,” She said with a smile. The leader took it and ate it. Emery was waiting for his thoughts.

“So, what do you think?” 

Is’k suud. Wros ek es? (It’s good. What is it?),”

“It’s Soan papdi,” She replied as she ate one herself, “Can you help me carry the plates?”

“Yak, vru ora va seqems es su? (Yes, who are we giving it to?” The leader asked as he picked up some of the plates. 

“We are giving it to the elders,” Emery answered, “follow me.” They made their way out of the kitchen. They gave a plate to the elders. 

Nighttime 

Everyone was sleeping, except the leader. He made his way inside the room where Emery was sleeping. He couched down next to her face. He always does this every night, when he turns back to his human self. 

“I think I’m in love with you,” he said, caressing her cheeks. He smiled when she leaned into his touch. She opened her eyes closed slowly, looking at him. He froze. She smiled at him, before closing her eyes again going back to sleep. He signed, before letting go of her and leaving the room. If he stayed a little longer, he would have heard her say I love you too. 

Next Day 

Ateez were freaking out since they didn’t turn back in the morning. They were happy they were humans again, but how would the women react? They stayed in the room they were staying in. Emery was talking to her friends about what she saw last night.

“I don’t know I saw a handsome man caressing my cheeks with a smile and telling me he loves me in front of my bed last night,” She explained, “Do you think it was the leader?” 

“I think you were dreaming since there are no men here and the predators are not humans,” Norex, one of her friends replied. 

“You may be right, but it felt too real to be a dream,” Emery said in a sad tone, “ Anyways, I wonder why they aren’t coming out of their room. Did something happen to them?” She looked towards the building with a worried expression. 

“I don’t know, they are usually the first one up and moving about,” Dre said back. 

“I will go check on them,” Emery said as she stood up and made her way to the building. She stood in front of the door and knocked.

“Um, leader, are you guys okay in there?” She asked worriedly. The boys looked at each in panic inside the room. 

“What should we do?” One whispered. 

“I think it’s time to let them know,” the leader said. 

“Yes, we are fine,” the leader replied to Emery. Emery was shocked to hear a human voice and language. She heard the door knob turning and the door opening to reveal a handsome man, the same one she saw in her room last night. She looked at him with widened eyes. 

“It’s you, the one I saw last night,” She said. Looks like she remembers.

“Yes,”

“Where is the leader and the predators?” She asked looking behind him to find the predators. 

“About that,”

“Did you do something to them?” Emery asked angrily, glaring at him. 

“No, we will explain,” the leader said, stepping outside with the others as Emery stepped back. The girls that were watching from afar were shocked to see men coming out of the room instead of the predators. 

“Explain,” Emery said. The leader signed.

“We are the predators,” he said. Emery looked at him confused,

“What do you mean?”

“Well, a witch turned us into predators since we were bad men. We turned back to our true self in the middle of the night. We can only fully turn back to being human when we understand the meaning of life and love,” the leader explained. Emery took everything in.

“So, I’m guessing that’s what happened since you are back to being human,” she replied. The leader nodded. Emery was happy that the predators turned out to be humans. 

“What are your names?” She asked them.

“I’m Seonghwa, that’s Hongjoong, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, Wooyoung, and Jongh,” Seonghwa introduced. 

“Emery, what’s going on?” Her mother asked her, coming to them with everyone else. She looked at her and everyone.

“They are the predators, who apparently were humans turned monsters,” she explained to everyone, “a witch turned them into those creatures until they find the meaning of life and love, they would be those creatures.” Everyone nodded in understanding. 

“So, these handsome men were the ones that saved us,” a lady said as she called her daughter. While every mother started showing their eldest daughters to the boys in turns of marriage and having a handsome husband. The boys didn’t know what to do, but Emery and her friends took each of the boys’ hands and took them away from there. 

“Sorry, we need to borrow them for a well,” Emery said, before her and her friends ran away from the boys to the lake a couple of miles away from the village. 

“Sorry, about them,” Emery said to Seonghwa. 

“It’s fine,” he said smiling at her, making her blush a little, “um, you didn’t happen to hear what I said last night?” 

“I did,” She said nervously, “Did you hear my reply?”

“No,” Seonghwa replied, nervously. She smiled at him.

“I love you too,” she whispered, which he heard, but wanted to tease her a little.

“What was that? I didn’t quite catch it,” he teased. 

“I love you too,” she said a little louder. 

“I still can’t hear you,” he teased again, making her hit him in the chest, making him laugh as she pouted. He brought her into a hug.

“I’m sorry, please forgive me,” he said. She returned the hug and smiled into his chest. All the couples were in their own little world. 










Chapter 34: Bright Chivaaree

Summary:

Since it’s Bright’s Birthday today, I decided to upload a Bright story. I did this in a rush to finish it today, so the mistakes are out of this world. Anyways, enjoy!

Notes:

WARNING: sexually assault if this triggers you, please don’t read.

Chapter Text

Bright and his girlfriend of two years, Ryder were walking around the mall doing some shopping for the holiday a month early. They were wearing masks since their relationship isn’t publicized. He wanted to keep his girlfriend safe from crazy fans, only win and his mother knows about them. 

“I have to go to the bathroom, I will be right back,” Ryder said to him, letting go of his hand. He nodded and took her shopping bags from her. He sat down at a nearby bench, while he waited for her. 

“P’bright is that you?” He heard someone ask. He turned to see Tu. 

“Oh, hi Tu,” he replied as she sat down next to him, “ What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to do some holiday shopping. Are you here to do the same?” Tu answered. 

“Yes,” he said. They heard the clicking of cameras and turned to see fans and paparazzi taking pictures of them. This is not good, Bright thought.

Meanwhile with Ryder

She didn’t really need to use the bathroom. She wanted to get away and buy his birthday gift. She went inside a jewelry store to buy him a new watch. 

“How can I help you ma’am?” Salesclerk asked her

“I would like to see your men's watches,” she said.

“Yes, right this way,” he replied, walking away with Ryder following him, “All our men’s watches are here. Is there a specific brand you are looking for?”

“No,” she said as she looked at all the watches, trying to find a simple one. Bright doesn’t like bling watches. “I would like to take this one.” She pointed to the only simple looking one. The salesclerk took the watch from the display case. She paid for the watch and left the store. Then, she made her way to the music store. She wanted to buy him a new guitar pick since his old one broke. She brought a sturdy one that won’t break easily. She started to make her way back to her boyfriend, but stopped when she saw he was surrounded by fans and paparazzi. She also saw that he was with a girl that looks a lot like Tu. She didn’t want to cause more problems for him, so she texted him. 

To: My sun 
From: Ry 

I will wait for you by the car.

Then, she went to the underground parking lot and waited by the car. 

With Bright 

Bright heard his phone buzz. He checked it to see his girlfriend texted that she was waiting for him by the car. He puts his phone away, and begins picking up their shopping bags. 

“I got to go, Tu,” he said. 

“Okay, see you later,” she replied and they both walked their separate ways. Once Bright got to the underground parking lot, he saw his girlfriend waiting for him. She looked up when she heard him approaching. She went to help him with shopping bags. 

“I’m sorry about all that,” he apologized as he unlocked the car. They put all the bags in the backseats. Then, they got in the front and buckled their seatbelts. 

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” she replied as she grabbed his hand, giving it a squeeze, before letting go. They made their way back to her apartment. 

~Timeskip~

Bright and Tu were called to a meeting with the ceo of Gmmtv. 

“I called you guys for a meeting because of the articles that are going around saying you two are dating due to the mall pictures,” Ceo said, turning his computer around to show them one of the articles. 

“None of it is true, we just happened to see each other at the mall,” Bright explained, “Can we just make a statement denying the rumors?” He didn’t want Ryder to see these articles. 

“No, I think we can use this to promote F4,” the ceo replied. Bright didn’t like where this was going.

“What do you mean?” Tu asked.

“You two are going to agree with rumors and say you are actually dating to promote F4?” Ceo explained. 

“Absolutely not,” Bright immediately disagreed. 

“Why? You aren’t dating one, are you?” Ceo said firmly to Bright. 

“No,” Bright lied.

“Then, there is no issue,” ceo said, “we will come out with a statement agreeing to the rumors. For now, you are dismissed.” Bright and Tu left the office. Tu turned to him.

“You have a girlfriend already, don’t you?” She asked. Bright decided to tell her. 

“Yes,” 

“I’m sorry,” she apologized.

“It’s not your fault, I just hope she doesn’t freak out when I tell her,” he replied, sadly. Tu rubbed his back to comfort him. They only see each other as brother and sister. 

Back with Ryder

Ryder was finishing up setting the table for lunch for Bright and her, when she heard him come in. She set the last item on the table and walked out to greet him.

“How was the meeting?” She asked

“Not good,” he replied, sitting down on the couch. She sat down next to him. 

“What happened?” She asked , she saw that he was nervous to tell her, “They want you to fake date Tu to promote F4 because of the rumors.” 

“How do you know?” He asked, looking shocked at her. 

“I figured that was the reason for the meeting once I saw the articles,” she shrugged, smiling at him. 

“You’re not angry?” 

“No, if it will help your show be successful, I’m okay with it,” she said, “So, don’t stress about it. Now, let’s go eat before the food gets cold.” She grabbed his hand, pulling him and towards the kitchen. I just hit the jackpot on this one, Bright thought as he smiled at her. 

~Timeskip again~ 

Tu and Bright had to go to an award show, where F4 was nominated for an award as a couple. Ryder was trying to not let this affect her, which was starting to get hard. Her friend Prim, who was one of the actresses in F4 asked her to go to the award show with her as a plus one. She agreed. Bright doesn’t know about it. Right now, Prim and her were getting ready. 

“Why did I let you talk me into buying and wearing this dress for the show?” Ry asked. She doesn’t wear dresses a lot. 

“Well, you can’t wear what you normally wear to an award show,” Prim replied, “Besides, Bright will be starstruck when he sees you. Come on, let's go, before we are late.” They got out of the house and went inside the car that was waiting for them. 

At the Award Show

Prim and Ryder got out of the car and already had pictures taken of them. They walked the red carpet and stopped at the center to get their pictures taken. Then, they made their way inside. Everyone was looking and wondering , who the girl Prim is with. Prim and her sat at the seat in front of Bright and Tu. Bright was shocked to see his girlfriend at the show. 

“Is that your girlfriend?” Tu whispered. 

“Yea,” 

“She’s very beautiful,

“She is, thank you,” he replied as he was still staring at her. Ry then turned around and smiled at them. Tu smiled back at her, before Ry turned back around. 

In the middle of the award show

Bright saw that this guy kept giving his girlfriend creepy looks throughout the show. He saw Ry whisper something to Prim, who nodded. Ry got up, making her way through the aisle, before leaving. A few seconds later, the same guy that was giving Ry creepy looks left as well. Bright didn’t want to make assumptions, so he let it go. It’s been 30 minutes and Ry and that guy still didn’t come back. He leaned towards Prim and asked where Ry went. 

“Hey, Prim, do you know Ry went?”

“Yea, to the bathroom,” she answered. Bright told Tu he will be right back, before leaving to find Ry. He had a bad feeling. 

With Ryder 

Ryder made it to the restroom and went into one of the stalls to relieve herself. She heard someone come into the restroom and made no mind to it. She fixed her dress and flushed the toilet. She stepped out, going to wash her hands, but stopped in her tracks when she saw a guy in the bathroom.

“Umm, you can’t be here you,” she told him, but he just looked at her and started making his way towards her. She took steps back, looking for any weapons to defend herself, finding none. He grabbed her and started kissing her neck. She used all her strength and pushed him away from her, before making a run for. Before she could make it to the door, he grabbed her and pushed her, making her fall and hit her head on the edge of the skin. She got dizzy and dazed from the hit. He turned her around and got on top of her, not minding the blood oozing out from the side of her head. Before he can do anything, Bright showed up and pushed him off of her and started beating him until he was knocked unconscious with his boxing skills. He left him once was knocked out. He went to his girlfriend. He panicked when there was blood dripping from the side of her head. 

“Oh my gosh, what happened?” Prim and Tu asked as they came into the bathroom after following Bright. 

“He tried to sexual assault her, call the police,” he told them as he put Ry’s head on his left and used his suit jacket to stopped the bleeding, “Ry, stay with me.” Ry couldn’t stay awake any longer, before she blacked out. After a few minutes, paramedics and police showed up. The paramedics took Ry in one ambulance and the rapist in another. Bright in the ambulance with Ry. 

At the hospital 

Bright was following Ry to the emergency room, before he was stopped.

“Sir, you can’t enter,” one nurse said to him, stopping.

“Please, save her. I can’t lose her,” he said with tears falling down his cheeks.

“Who is she to you?”

“She is my girlfriend, please save her,” Bright pleaded. 

“We will try to save her,” the nurse said, before going into the emergency room. Bright sat down on one of the waiting chairs with his blood hands on his head. 

“Bright!” He heard and looked up to see Win, Prim, Tu, Nani, and Dew, running to him. 

“How is she? What did they say?” Prim asked 

“Nothing, she just went into surgery,” Bright replied. The others sat down on the other waiting chairs. Win sat next to Bright, and began comforting him.

“She will be fine, P’,” he said. After 30 minutes, the doctor stepped out of the emergency room. Bright immediately stood up and went towards him.

“How is she, doc?” He asked him.

“She’s stable, has no concessions,” the doctor said, “she will be moved to Room 102, if want to see her.” 

“Thank you,” Bright said as the doctor nodded and left. Bright sat down in relief.  

~Timeskip again~

Om Namart was the name of the assaulter. He was arrested and sentenced to 30 years in prison for multiple assaults and rape. After this incident, Bright publicized his relationship with Ryder. The fans took it pretty well. He couldn’t be any more happy. Now, they can enjoy going out without worrying about fans and paparazzis. 








Chapter 35: Hongjoong

Summary:

Since ATEEZ comeback was today with HALAZIA. Here a Hongjoong one. PLEASE STREAM HALAZIA! It’s a very great song, I’m been addicted to it all day like: No more, keep your soul, no more, keep control, Hala, hala, hala, halazia🎶 Anyways, enjoy!

Mistakes are made, be aware!

Chapter Text

Ateez were in the living room of their dorm, watching tv. Suddenly, a shadow creature stepped out of the tv. The members gasped and got up, moving away from it. 

“Get down!” they heard, making them duck as an arrow flew above them, hitting the creature. The creature disappeared when the arrow hit it. They saw more creatures appearing out of nowhere. They turned around to see eight girls shooting the creatures with arrows and a few with a sword. A creature was behind Hongjoong which he didn’t see. Suddenly, one of the girls shoots an arrow at him, which flies right past his face, hitting the creature. Hongjoong nearly thought he was going to die, thinking the arrow was for him, but she was just hitting the creature that was behind him. The same girl killed the last creature.

“That should be the last of them for now,” she said. Then she and the girls turned to Ateez who was shocked. 

“We have some explaining to do, don’t we?” Another girl said. 

“Why do you take a seat and we will explain everything,” the girl that saved Hongjoong said. The boys sat back down on the couch as the girls sat in front of them on the floor. 

“First, I’m Vera, there are Nyla, Kaia, Gia, Tessa, Talia,Kiara, and Nina,” Vera introduced them, “We are guardians, who protect idols. We protect them from creatures that feed on talents called Shadowpawns, which are those creatures you just saw. These creatures are controlled by Talentseeker, an evil villain that steals people's talents, which is his source of power. These creatures are supposed to be invisible to the human eye, but Talentseeker is becoming stronger, making the creatures become out of control to the point humans can see them. We, guardians are supposed to be invisible to the human eye as well, but because of this we have to show ourselves to you.” 

“That’s a lot to take in,” Hongjoong said in English.

“Have you guys been with us ever since we became an idol?” Hongjoong asked. 

“No, as soon as you auditioned,” Vera replied. The boys nodded. 

“Are each of you protecting one of us? If so, who is protecting who?” San asked.

“I’m signed to your captain,” Vera said.

“I’m with Seonghwa,” Nyla said

“I’m with Yunho,” Kaia said

“I’m with Yeosang,” Rhea said

“I’m with San,” Tessa said

“I’m with Mingi,”Talia said

“I’m with Wooyoung,” Kiara said

“And I’m with Jongho,” Nina said. The boys nodded. 

“We will be leaving now,” Vera said, “Remember we are always with you, you just won’t see us.” After that, the girls disappeared. 

“What a crazy day,” Wooyoung said. Everyone nodded in agreement. 

~Timeskip: to a week before mama(three months)~

The girls were living with Ateez in their own tent room in the living room, which turned into a big room once you inside. They are visible to the boys only. The girls got along with the boys well. There were feelings being developed amongst them. Right now, Vera was meditating, which helps strengthen her powers. She usually does it in the tent, but decided today she needed a new environment. Hongjoong walked inside the dorm, closing the door. He stopped in his tracks when he was walking past the living room. He turned to look and jumped back in freight when he saw Vera floating above the couch with her legs crossed and eyes closed. 

“Good morning, Vera,” he greeted. She didn’t respond. 

“She won’t respond when she meditates,” Rhea said as she calmed out of the tent. 

“Why does she do that?” 

“It helps with strengthening her powers,” Rhea replied. Hongjoong nodded and left to take a shower since he slept in the studio. 

During breakfast 

“We will be accompanying you to the MAMA,” Vera said to the boys. The boys nodded.

“Didn’t you always go to the MAMA with us?” San asked, confused. 

“Yes, but this time you will be seeing us,” Nyla said. The boys nodded again. 

 AT THE MAMA 

The girls were wearing matching clothes with the boys. They were standing next to the boys. The boys didn’t like them standing since they were wearing heels, but they told them it’s okay and that it would be weird if they were standing. People would be wondering why they are not seated on the empty seats, not seeing the guardians seating on them. They greeted the other guardians they saw. Guardians are the only ones that can see other guardians. 

The award show was going smoothly until three random portals opened and Shadowpawns started coming out of them, attacking the idols. The idols started screaming. All the guardians had to show themselves to all idols.

“Guardians, protect your idols!” Vera ordered the guardians as she and the other girls got their weapons and started attacking the Shadowpawns. Vera was the leader of all of the guardians since she was in it for the longest and she was the strongest. Vera put a protective barrier around all the idols. The guardians were having a hard time defending since more kept coming from the portals. Vera decided that they needed to destroy the source from the inside. 

“This is not working. I need to destroy the source from the inside!” Vera shouted.

“Vera! You can’t, that’s a one way ticket!” Nyla shouted at her. 

“I know, but it’s the only way to stop these things!” Vera shouted back. Hongjoong stood up when he understood what she was trying to do. He didn’t like it one bit. 

“Promise, you come back alive!” Nyla shouted.

“I can’t make promises I can’t keep, but I will try,” Vera replied as she transformed into her guardian gear with a shield and a sword. 

“Vera,” Hongjoong said as Vera was making her way to one of the portals. Vera turned around, when she heard her soon-to-be lover, to see a worried expression on his face. She smiled at him, walked to him.

“I will be fine,” she said and leaned into his ear, whispering, “I will come back to you.” After that, she went into the portal with her shield in front of her. 

Inside the portal 

Vera landed inside a laboratory and looked around as she killed Shadowpawns. She saw the Talentseeker and that he was using a Sallox to create a portal. Salloxs are magical creatures that can create portals. They were a mixture of a cat and a chipmunk. She was wondering how he got one since they are hard to get creatures that don’t use their powers for anyone. The person has to have a pure heart, which clearly Talentseeker don’t.

“Talentseeker,” she said as she walked towards him and stopped a couple meters away. Talentseeker turned around and looked at her.

“Ms. Guardian leader, pleasure to have you here. What can you do?” Talentseeker greeted. 

“What you can do for me is stop this nonsense,” Vera replied. Talentseeker laughed. 

“I don’t think I can,” he said evilly.

“Then, you left me, no choice,” She said, putting her sword away. She zapped him with her powers, which he blocked with his. They went back and front, striking each other a couple of times. Vera decided to use that one spell that can defeat him, which he hasn’t mastered very well, but she would give it a shot. She started creating black magic circle with her hands, making it larger. She threw it at him. He tried to stop it with his powers, but the circle just swallowed it. The circle hit him, surrounding him. He can feel it sucking away his powers. This peculiar spell eats away the person it hits’ powers. After a few minutes, the black magic circle disappears around the Talentseeker, making him drop to the floor powerless. The Shadowpawns started disappearing one by one since they were made by his magic and he no longer has his powers. 

“The Guardian corp will be happy to see you,” Vera said to him, before zapping with a teleportation spell to send him there. She turned to the sallox who was still running on the magic wheel. She went and unplugged it, making it stop spinning. The sallox was thrown out and Vera caught it with magic. She slowly lowered it onto her lap as she got on her knees. She saw that it was a female sallox. She gently stroked her. All the portals closed after that. 

“You are safe now,” she said. 

“Thoann iya'au (Thank you),” she whispered weakly. It was good thing that her mother, who studied Salloxs was given the gift to understand and speak them by the Salloxs themselves, transferred it to her or she wouldn’t have understood what the sallox said. 

“Ya'au’mo llora'rlo. Ya'au oamo llooann, llo ooc a' gho iya'au faoann a' ho ra'mos a'r Soarra'vs (You’re welcome. You are weak, we need to get you back to the forest of Salloxs.” Vera replied. The sallox shook her head weakly.

“Na'. Miy sa'. Ho hoas rliy sa' (No. My son. he has my son.)” She said back. Vera looked around the lab for any sign of where the baby sallox could be. She saw a black box, sitting on a table in the corner. She slowly laid the sallox down on the floor. She got up and walked to the box. She opened it with her magic since it was a magic box that can only be open by sacrificing a little of your magic. She wondered where the Talentseeker got it from. The box opened. She put both her hands deep in the box and pulled the baby sallox out. He was whimpering and whining. 

“Ya'au’mo soaro a'll ( You’re safe now),” She said to the baby. The baby looked at her and she smiled gently at him to assure him that she is not a threat. She took back to his mother. She set him down next to her. He gently rubbed his head on hers. 

“I’rl a'nnoaiy, Tubby ( I’m okay, Tubby)” She said weakly to her son as she nudged him. She looked at Vera. 

“Prooaso, oanno rliy sa' llah iya'au. I oa a'riy a'no a'o na'moar llah ho raro faa a'r rloagha I hoarro ror. Ya'au ooc a' gho faoann ha'rlo a' iya'aum ra'rrom, llha' iya'au nma'rlasoc iya'au llarr gho faoann a' harl. I lla'aurc’ saumrrarro oaiylloaiys. Miy sa' oa’ a'no na'moar iyo. Ho cac’ gho has na'lloms iyo. Who ho gho has na'llom oac has mooaciy, ho oa gha' faoann ho ra'mos ar ho lloas (Please, take my son with you. I can only open one portal with the little bit of magic I have left. You need to get back home to your lover, who you promised you will get back to him. I wouldn’t survive anyways. My son can’t open portals yet. He didn’t get his powers yet. When he gets his power and he is ready, he can go back to the forest if he wants.)” she said to Vera, who blushed slightly when Hongjoong was called her lover. Vera forgot that Salloxs can see your memories, which is why she said the promise. Vera nodded at her with tears pooling in her eyes. 

“Tubby, Ya'au llarr gha' llah Vomoa, a'nnoaiy. Sho llarr nma'o iya'au rma'rl a'll a'. Ma'rlrliy lla'’ fao llah iya'au oaiyrla'mo, a'nnoaiy. I llarr oarlloaiys ra'rro iya'au, ca'’  iya'au ra'mgho (Tubby, you will go with Vera, okay. She will protect you from now on. Mommy won’t be with you anymore, okay. I will always love you, don’t  you forget.)” the mommy sallox said to Tubby, who was crying. The mommy sallox opened a portal for them. Vera slowly took Tubby, who was crying and not struggling in her arms. 

“Ga'!, I oa’ ha'rc ho na'moar a'no ra'm ra'gh. Tubby,, fao oa gha'a'c faa'iy, a'nnoaiy. I ra'rro iya'au! (Go!, I can’t hold the portal open for long. Tubby, be a good boy, okay. I love you!)” the mommy sallox shouted. Vera secure Tubby in her arms and went through the portal. 

Back at the MAMA 

The guardians were fighting the Shadowpawns when they all suddenly started disappearing. 

“Vera, did it!” Tessa shouted as all the guardians celebrated, but all that celebration stopped when the portals started closing without Vera coming back.

“Wait, why are the portals closing?!” Nyla shouted. All the portals closed. 

“She can’t be gone,” Kaia whispered with tears following down her cheeks. The other girls came to hug her, also crying. All the other guardians hugged each other, crying as well. Nyla dropped to the ground.

“No, I refused to believe that!” She shouted, crying, refusing to believe her best friend was gone. Seonghwa came to comfort her, which she accepted. The other idols comfort their guardians. Hongjoong was just standing in shock with tears down his cheeks. He sat down, looking down. You promised you would come back to me. They were all busy mourning that they didn’t notice a portal opening with Vera stepping out of it. It closed after she stepped out. She looked around and noticed that everyone was busy mourning.

“She can’t be gone,” she heard Nyla say. 

“You can’t get rid of me that easily,” she said. Everyone turned to look and saw Vera with a few bruises. 

“Vera!” Nyla and the others shouted, running to her. She smiled at them, but stopped them from getting any closer, so they don’t hurt Tubby, who is invisible and hiding behind her back. 

“I would love a hug, but as you can see, I can’t take one right now,” She said in apology, she was glad they didn’t question her about her just healing herself.

“We’re so glad you are alive,” Tessa said. 

“I’m glad too,” Vera said, before pausing, and speaking again,

“How would you guys feel about a new addition to our team?” 

The other girls looked at her confused.

“We will welcome them with open arms,” Kaia said.

“The more the merrier,” Talia said. 

“But who is the new addition?” Nyla asked her. 

Whiy ca'’ iya'au sha'll iya'aumsorr a' horl, hoiy oamo ao oac rliy rmaocs. Sa', iya'au ca'’ hoarro a' fao oarmoaac (Why don’t you show yourself to them, they are nice and my friends. So, you don’t have to be afraid.)” Vera said over her shoulder. She was talking to Tubby. She's the only one that can see him. Salloxs can make themselves invisible and visible to anyone they see that is a threat or not. The girls and everyone was confused in hearing an out of this world language. 

“Who are you talking to? What language are you speaking?” Nyla asked, but Vera ignored her as she smiled and nodded at Tubby. Tubby slowly crawled up to her shoulder and made himself visible to the other girls. The girls were shocked to see a sallox.

“A sallox. How did you get a sallox?” Nyla asked, shocked. Hongjoong and the other boys were so confused on who they were seeing and talking about. What’s a sallox?

“Well, his mother was used to create portals. She asked me to take care of him until he gets his powers. She opened one last portal for us before passing away,” Vera explained. The girls nodded understanding that a sallox force of life is their powers. They now understand that Vera was speaking the language of salloxs before. 

“What’s his name?” Tessa asked. 

“Guys, meet Tubby. Tubby, moo rliy rmaocs (meet my friends), Nyla, Tessa, Kaia, Talia, Nina, kiara, ac (and) Rhea,” Vera introduced them to each other.

“Hi, Tubby,” the girls said to him, waving their hands with a smile. Tubby chipped excitedly at them, looking like he was happy to make new friends. He got down from Vera’s shoulder and walked to Nyla. Nyla squatted down to pick him up and the other girls surrounded her, giving Tubby pats and rubs. Vera smiled at them. She looked around and caught Hongjoong’s eyes. Her smile vanished. She saw the tears stain on his cheeks, but that wasn’t what made her lose her smile, it was wound on his right cheek. She made large steps towards him. 

“What happened?” She asked him worriedly, touching his right cheek. She slowly healed the wound. 

“He helped Nina, who was hit, making her lose her weapon. He picked it up and attacked a shadowspawn, not knowing that the barrier you casted on him will disappear once he touches the sacred weapon, but got scratched on the face. He eventually defeated it. You should have seen him, he was so cool,” Nyla, who left the girls with Tubby explained. 

“Are you hurt anywhere else?” Vera asked him. He shook his head. Vera smiled at him and leaned into his ear.

“I kept my promise. I’m sorry that I made you worried,” she whispered into his ear.

“I’m just glad you are okay,” he whispered back into her ear. He hugged her after that. She melted and smiled into the hug, returning it. You bet fans were taking pictures. They let go of the hug. Vera stepped back and turned to the leaders of the other guardians’ teams.

“Leaders, I will need your help!” She shouted, “We need to erase all memories of today's events!” She and the other leaders stood up on stage. 

“For anyone who saw today’s events whether it was in person or online, let their memories of today’s events cease to exist. Wipe them as clean as air, let no recollection haunt them nevermore,” Vera and the leaders said, casting the spell, making rain of sparkles. 

For any phones or other devices that captured today’s events, let the videos and pictures of today’s events cease to exist. Wipe them as clean as air, let no recollection haunt them nevermore,” Vera and the leaders said again, casting another spell, making all the phones and devices light up. All the guardians made themselves invisible to anyone that is not their idols. They went back to their idols. Vera returned Ateez’s memories, she didn’t want Hongjoong forgetting about what happened between them. Same with the other boys, but with the other girls. 

At the dorm after MAMA

“So, are guys going to tell us what a sallox is and introduce us to Tubby?” Wooyoung asked after they got cleaned and settled after coming back from MAMA. Tubby looked up from eating when he heard his name, looking at Wooyoung curiously. Vera and the girls smiled at him.

“Well, Salloxs are magical creatures that can create portals. They are a mixture of a cat and a chipmunk. You can’t see them since they only make themselves visible to those that aren’t a threat,” Nyla explained, “Vera can introduce you to him since I can’t speak the language of Salloxs and she can.”

Tubby, coa iya'au rloanno iya'aumsorr rrasafaro a' hoso faa'iys? Thoiy oamo a'aum rmaocs. Thoiy oamo nnac oac ao (can you make yourself viable to these boys? They are our friends. They are kind and nice.),” Vera said to Tubby. Then, Tubby made himself viable to the boys. The boys saw a small creature sitting in a corner. Tubby chipped at them.

“He does look like a mixture of a cat and a chipmunk,” Wooyoung said, “How do you say hi, Tubby. I’m Wooyoung?”

Ha, Tubby. I’rl Wooyoung, ” Vera said. The boys went closer to Tubby. 

Ha,Tubby. I’rl Wooyoung,” Wooyoung said. Tubby chipped at him. He turned to the other boys.

I’rl San,”

I’rl Yunho,”

“I’rl Mingi

I’rl Yeosang”

“I’rl Jongho

I’rl Seonghwa”

I’rl Hongjoong,”  

The boys introduce themselves to Tubby, who chipped excitedly at them. He looked at Hongjoong with his head tilted, before looking at Vera. 

Is ho iya'aum ra'rrom? (Is he your lover?)” Tubby asked her. Vera lightly blushed, which didn’t go unnoticed by the others. 

Na' iyo, faau ho llarr fao (not yet, but he will be)” Vera replied. Then, Tubby went back to eating. 

“What did he say?” Nyla asked her.

“It’s a secret,” Vera replied. 

“Fine, don’t tell us, but we kind of know what was said,” Nyla said back, knowing with a smirk. Vera rolled her eyes at her and went back to eating her food. After cleaning up, everyone went to bed. Vera was going into the tent with the other, when Hongjoong stopped her. 

“Vera, can I talk to you?” He asked. She nodded and followed him to the kitchen. The others left them alone. 

“What did you want to talk about?” She asked him.

“Well, about us,” he replied. Vera nodded and gestured for him to continue.

“I like you and I was wondering if you would like to go out with me,” Hongjoong said in a rush, making Vera barely hear him, but she heard him. 

“I like you too and yes, I will go out with you,” Vera replied, before kissing him on the cheek. Hongjoong was shocked as he touched his cheek that she kissed. 

“Now, let’s get some sleep, I bet you have a big day tomorrow,” Vera said, smiling at him. He smiled at her, before they both went to their rooms to sleep. 



Chapter 36: Song Joongki

Summary:

HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Here another Joongki one to celebrate. Enjoy!

 

Mistakes are made, apology won’t be given:)

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Leslie and her daughter, Ximena were running away from a gang that her dead brother was part of. She has been running away from them for four years. Four years ago, her brother’s boss saw her and wanted her. Her brother didn’t want that, so he got a one way ticket to Italy for her. He told her to find his friend, Vincenzo. He will protect them. Her brother didn’t come with her in order to prevent those people from finding her whereabouts. She was five months pregnant at that time with the child of a guy she slept with when her friends took her clubbing for the first time and made her drunk. She only had a necklace of his that he left with a note saying I will find you again. Also, she remembered him calling himself Vin. She gave that necklace to her daughter, telling her it’s from her father, who promised to find them. Right now, her and her daughter are being chased by the same gang. She doesn’t know how they found her whereabouts. She told her daughter to run while she fought off the four guys. 

Ximena ran until she bumped into a man wearing a black suit. The man caught her before she could fall. Ximena looked at the man.

“Why are you running, sweetie?” He asked her gently as he set her upward and crouched down to her level. He saw that she had his necklace that he left with Leslie. Why does she have that necklace? 

“Mister, please help my mommy. Bad men got her,” she said as she began crying. 

“Oh, don’t cry, I will help your mommy. Do you want to show me where she is?” He replied, wiping her tears, before picking her up as she nodded and pointed to somewhere. He followed her directions until they reached an alleyway. Inside they saw a girl trying to fight off a group of four men. She was doing pretty well.

“Mommy!” The little girl shouted,the girl turned at the sound of her daughter’s voice, which was a bad move because she got hit by one of the men in that moment of distraction. She fell to the ground and two of the men grabbed her. The man with the daughter saw the mother’s face and was shocked to see the woman he slept with and left his necklace with. He was wondering what she is doing here in Italy. He was planning on going back to Brazil to meet and bring her out to Italy. She had a daughter. By looking at how young the daughter is, he assumed she was his. He wasn’t happy with someone putting their hands on his woman. He gave the little girl to one of his men that was with him.

“Stay with him while I go help your mommy, okay,” he said to her. She nodded. He turned around and walked to the group. 

“I suggest you let her go,” he said firmly to the men.

“This has nothing to do with you, leave,” one of the men replied.

“This is my territory, so it has everything to do with me,” The good man said back. The bad men looked at each other, wondering if the man was Vincenzo. They got nervous. 

“Well, we got a strict order to bring this woman and her child from the boss,” the same man said nervously. 

“Boss? I’m the only boss here and I don’t remember making such an order,”

“Our boss in Brazil,” another man relied. 

“No other gang does business here without checking with me,” the good man said angrily, “So, I will say this again. Let her go.” 

“We can’t,”

“Well, you left with no choice,” the good man said before attacking the men. He knocked out two of the men. Then, turned to the other two that were helding the mother. One of them let go of her to attack the man, while the other held her. The mother escaped from the man’s grip and attacked him. Both the good man and the mother knocked out the man they were fighting out at the same time. Mother turned to the human that saved her. 

“Thank you, sir,” she said, before running to her daughter. She took her from the man.

“Ximena, are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?” She asked, checking for any injuries on her. 

“I’m fine, mommy,” Ximena replied. The mother turned back to the man.

“Thank you again sir,” she said, before going past the other man that was holding Ximena. She stopped when she heard the man say her name.

“Leslie,” the man said. Leslie turned around,

“How do you know my name?”

“Friend of your brother,” the man replied.

“You’re Vincenzo?” She asked.

“Yes,”

“We've been trying to find you for the last four years.”

“Sorry, I tend to keep a low profile. Why didn’t your brother just call me?”

“How could he when he is dead?” Les replied, sadly. Vince was shocked by the news.

“I’m assuming it was their boss,” he said back. Les nodded. 

“Come with me to my place, your place can’t be safe right now,”  Vince said. Les nodded. They followed Vince to his car and got in. They made their way to his place. 

At Vincenzo’s Place

Leslie and Ximena, who was eating cookies that the butler gave her, sat on the couch in Vince’s Mansion, while he sat across from them. 

“What do those guys’ boss want with you?” He asked.

“He liked me at first sight, so he asked my brother to bring me to him. My brother denied, which is why we are here to get away from them. I don’t know how they find out about my whereabouts” Les explained. Vince didn’t like what he heard. He doesn’t like when people want what is his. 

“You should stay here, while I will take care of this. You will be safe here,” Vince replied. Les nodded. Now it's time to ask the important question.

“If you don’t mind me asking, where did you get that necklace your daughter is wearing?” 

“Oh, this. Someone important gave that to me. It was his reason for finding me,” She explained, not going into full detail. 

“Well, he found you,” he replied. Lesile looked at him confused.

“I’m him,” he said. Les eyes widened,

“You are Vin.”

“Yes, short Vincenzo. That necklace is my birth mother’s,”  he said with a smile. 

“I don’t believe you,” she said. He knew this was going to happen, so he pulled his phone out, pulling up a picture and showing it to her. Les looked at the picture and blushed in embarrassment. It was a picture of her drunk, kissing Vince on the check, while taking a picture using his phone, apparently since both his hands are in the frame. She also saw him wearing the necklace that Ximena is wearing. Les suddenly hugged him, which he returned tightly. Ximena looked at them confused as to why her mother was hugging the man that saved them. They let go of each other. 

“I can’t believe you were in Italy. How were you going to find me if you were living here?”

“I was planning on going back to  Brazil and bringing you here.”

“Well, you don’t need to do that anymore,”

“Mommy, what going on?,” Ximena asked, interrupting them. Les looked at her, then, back at Vince.

“Well, Vince, meet your daughter, Ximena,” Les said. So I was right, she is my daughter. Ximena looked at him and he smiled at her. She looked back at her mother.

“He’s my daddy?” She asked her mother. Her mother nodded. Ximena put the plates of cookies down and got down from the couch. She walked to Vince. She raised her arms signaling for him to pick her up. He picked her up. She wrapped her tiny arm around his neck. He tightened the hug and kissed her on the head. Les smiled happily at them. Vince held one of his arms out to her and she joined the hug. Vincenzo held his family tightly in his arms. He couldn’t be more than happy to finally have his family.  



*Picture not me, credit to owner*

Chapter 37: Mingi

Summary:

Here’s an Ateez Mingi one. I got this idea from rewatching H2O just add water.

 

Mistakes are made, oh well, laziness is a bxtch.

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Mingi and his girlfriend, Coral, were walking hand in hand around town. They were walking pass a cafe, when a customer who was on the tables outside of the cafe, spilled her drink on her boyfriend and some of it got on Coral. Coral stopped in panic, letting go of Mingi hands, before taking off running towards the ocean. 

“Coral!” Mingi shouted, but was ignored. He let her go. This has been happening ever since they started dating. She runs away every time water touches her. He wants to know why she freaks out when water touches her. 

With Coral

Coral jumped into the water deeper, making sure people weren’t around. She turned into a mermaid and swam faster away from the people. She swam to the underwater cave she found that has a tunnel to the city. As you guys can tell, she was a mermaid. Both her parents are mermaids and mermen. Her father was killed by sirens, who invaded their city, Oceania. Some of her people were killed and some escaped. Her mother and her were one of the people who escaped. They escaped to Jeju Island to live among humans. Once in a while, they need water and need to swim. They can’t go long with needing to be in water. They can only go two weeks without needing to be in water. If they go more than two weeks, they start getting sick and getting dead scales. Another thing is that they can turn into a mermaid when a little bit of water or any form of water touches them, which is why Coral freaked out and ran towards the ocean. She needs a blue moon crystal necklace to prevent that from happening, but since Oceania was taken over by sirens, she can’t get one. She was supposed to get it when she turned five, but the attack happened before she turned five. Her mother has one and was going to give her but she needs it more since her mother's work involves water. 

Coral spent a few minutes in the water, before getting out. She dried herself with her evaporation power, which is one of her powers. She has water and ice powers as well. 

Coral got up when she got her legs. She walked through the tunnel, leading her into the forest. Then, she made her way home, where she knew Mingi was there. He still didn’t know that she was a mermaid even though they were dating for six months. She couldn’t get herself to tell him since she was scared that he would leave her because of it, but she can’t keep it to herself forever. She was glad he didn’t question her about her running way when water touches. She decided to tell him when she got home. 

When she got there, Mingi was waiting outside the gates. He looked up when he heard her approaching. She smiled at him and she opened the gate. They walked into her house. 

“I’ve been stopping from asking, waiting for you to tell me when you are ready, but you haven’t. So, I’m going to ask. Why do you always run away when water touches you?” Mingi asked as soon as they got inside.  Coral turned to him. 

“Come with me,” she replied, grabbing his hands and pulling him towards the bathroom, “I have something to show you that will answer your question.” Mingi followed her to the bathroom. She got inside the tube, laying down. 

“”Don’t say anything, just watch,” she said when she saw he was about to say something. She turned the dial, making the water come. As the water touched her, in a few minutes, she turned into her mermaid form. Mingi was shocked. 

“You’re a mermaid,” he stated the obvious. 

“Yes, I am,” she replied, waiting for him to freak out. 

“That’s cool,” he said after a few seconds. Coral looked at him in shock,

“You’re not mad?”

“No, I don’t care if you are a mermaid, you are still you. I will still love you regardless. I am mad that you didn’t tell me for so long though,” he replied as crouch down next to the tube, wiping her tears, “Were you afraid that I will leave you because of this? That’s why you didn’t tell me” Coral nodded. 

“You know I will never leave you for something like this,” he said, kissing her on the cheek, “So this is the reason you ran away every time water touches you?”

“Yea, I will turn with any bit of water that gets on me,” she answered, “I need a blue moon crystal necklace like the one my mom has for this to stop happening, which can only be found at my home in the ocean.”

“Why can’t you go get it then?”

“I can’t. My home was taken over by sirens. Every one of my kind escaped or was killed by them. My father was killed by them. My mother and I barely escaped here,” she explained, “Mymother is working in the laboratory in case the ocean explorers find and bring a blue moon crystal. Until she finds one, I have to stay away from any form of water that can get on me.”

“Okay, now that I know about this, I will help you and keep your secret safe,” he promised. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him, which he returned.

“Thank you.” 




Chapter 38: Sehun

Summary:

Another Sehun one.

I’m going to stop apologizing for mistakes since you guys know by now, they will always be mistakes in my books that I can’t catch and fix all of them.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Liv was in the library, doing her schoolwork. She didn’t have any friends since she was too shy to make some on her first day at SM high. It’s been a year now and still no friends, but she got a crush. It was the boy boy of the school, Sehun. She started to like him when he was the only one who was nice to her and when she saw him save a boy that was getting bullied. He also saved her from being bullied, which she didn’t need saving from since she was going to handle it before he showed up. Sehun likes her too since she was the only girl in the whole school that wasn’t obsessed over him. They form some kind of friendship, so you could say that Liv did make a friend. 

Once Liv finished her schoolwork, she still had time before lunch break was over, so she got up to get a book to read. She loved reading, especially fantasy books . She was in the fantasy section, looking for Elegy , the last book in the water song series that she was reading. She had been wanting to read it for a long time, she was so happy when the book came in. As she was looking, she didn’t see Sehun come into the library and all the girls in the library giving him googly eyes. He was looking for someone. He found her reaching for a book on the top shelf. Her shirt was easing up, showing her stomach. All the guys in the library were staring at her exposed skin. Sehun didn’t like that one bit, so he made his way towards her, while giving the guys a glare, making them turn away. 

Liv found the book, but it was all the way on the top shelf. She was short. She signed in frustration, before beginning to try to reach for it. She was busy reaching for it that she didn’t realize their was a presence behind her and a hand coming up to get the book that she was reaching for. She stopped and turned. 

“Hey, I wanted that-” She started to say, but she stopped when she saw Sehun, “Sehun.”

“Liv,” he said, giving her the book.

“Thank you,” she said, taking the book. She made her way back to her table, Sehun following behind. She sat down and began reading. Sehun sat across from her, so he could stare at her.  He noticed that all the girls were giving her a stinky face. He glared at them, making them flinch and look away. Liv can feel Sehun staring at her, so she stopped reading for a second.

“I see you are bored. Why don’t you see this book.” She said, sliding a book that was already on the table to him. 

“”No thanks, you know I don’t like that stuff. Besides who said I was bored,” Sehun said, pushing the book aside. 

“Well, you keep staring at me, which is clearly making your fan girls jealous,” she replied. 

“I can’t help myself, your beauty is out of this world,” He flirted, smiling when he saw her blush. She slapped him on the arm. 

“You’re are weird,” 

“Only for you,”

“Oh my god, stop,” Liv said, throwing a pencil at him.

“Okay, okay,” he laughed. At that moment, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Liv got her backpack and went to check out the book quickly, while Sehun waited for her. Then, they went out of the library, making their way to their next class. Suddenly, they heard the intercom come on,

“LIV, PLEASE COME TO THE OFFICE!” 

Liv and Sehun looked at each other. Sehun smirked at her.

“Oooo, miss goody-two shoes is in trouble,” he teased her. She rolled her eyes at him.

“No, I’m not. It’s probably nothing,” she replied, then pointed her finger at him, “Anyways, I will see you in class. You better be in class and not skip it.” 

“I won’t,” he said.

“Promise,” she said back, showing him her pinky.

“I promise,” he replied as he intertwined their pinky and touched their thumbs together, before letting go. Then, Liv went to the office. 

At the office

Liv walked into the office, and the secretary gestured her to the principal's office. She walked to the office. In the window, she could see a girl with the principal. She knocked on the door. 

“Come in,” someone said. She opened the door and walked in. 

“Good you here. Liv I would like to introduce you to our new student, Karina,” the principal said as the girl turned to Liv. When she saw who it was, her eyes widened. Karina smiled and waved at her.

“Oh my gosh, Karina, it’s you,” Live said, hugging her, “When did you move back? Why didn’t you tell me?” They let go of the hug.

“We moved back yesterday. I wanted to surprise you. I’m sorry.” Karina explained. 

“It’s fine”

“Good you know each other. Liv can you show her around the school.” The principal said. Liv nodded and took Karina out on a tour around the school. 

Timeskip to end of day

Liv finished showing Karina around. SM High was a big school. 

“So, how you like the school,” she asked

“It’s really big and nice.” 

“What class are you in?” Liv asked. 

“2a”

“Omg yes, we are in the same class” Liv replied. As they were celebrating, they were interrupted by Sehun.

“Liv”

Liv turned around to see Sehun. 

“Oh, Sehun”

“Don’t Sehun me. You left me in class all alone.” He replied. Karina was watching them, mostly Sehun. He’s so handsome!

“Sorry, I need to show the new student around,” Liv said in apology. 

“We have a new student this year too,” he said back. 

“Yes, meet Karina,my childhood friend” she replied, pulling Karina forward, “Karina, meet Sehun.” 

“Nice to meet you, Sehun,” Karina said. Sehun just nodded at her, before looking at Liv. She was irritated that he was not giving her any mind, only focusing on her so-called friend. 

“Do you want to hangout today?” He asked Liv. 

“Yes, where do you have in mind,” Liv replied excitedly. She’s so cute.

“Arcade,” he answered, which just increased her excitement. Karina nudged her. 

“Oh, can Karina come too?”

“Oh, um sure,” He said. He didn’t want her to come. He just wanted it to be them two, but Karina is Liv’s friend. So, he had no choice, he didn’t want Liv to be sad if he said no. 

At the Arcade 

Karina kept trying to engage with Sehun, but he was ignoring her. He was only focused on Liv. They were all over each other, which was irritating her. When she asked if he could get a stuffed cat from the claw machine for her, he did, but he gave it to Liv instead. Liv was so happy, she gave him a hug as a thank you. Karina was so mad. She needed to get rid of Liv, so she took her away to talk. 

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Liv asked once they were away from Sehun. 

“I really like Sehun,” Karina replied. Liv’s heart aches at that. She felt like this happens every time she likes a guy. Karina canes and says she likes him too and for her(Liv) to help her get with him. 

“Oh, really?” Liv said with fake happiness. 

“Yea, so can you help me?” Karina asked, knowing she can’t refuse her friend. 

“Yea,”

“Wonderful, can you leave early, so I can have alone time with him, please,” Karina replied. Liv frowned first, but then nodded since Karina was her friend. Liv was selfless and never did anything for herself. 

“Okay,” Liv said. They went back to Sehun. 

“Hey, Sehun, I got to go. Mom needs me for something. You and Karina can still continue hanging out,” Liv said as she took her stuff from him. Sehun looked at Karina, who smiled at him. Sehun knew she had said something to her. He got a bad vibe from her the moment he met her. 

“Okay, I have to go anyway. My buddies need help with something, so I can’t hang up with Karina, sorry. Maybe next time. Besides, I was your ride,” he replied. There's no way he’s hanging out with her. He saw Karina frowned with irritation and annoyance, before she quickly covered it up. 

“Oh, okay,” Liv said, giving Karina a look. 

“Let’s go, then,” Sehun said as he took the prizes that he won and Liv won herself from her, grabbing her hand, and began leading the way out. Liv turned to Karina.

“Sorry, Karina. I will see tomorrow,” Liv apologized quickly as Sehun was pulling her along. Karina stumped her feet in anger, before making her way out as well to her car since they came separately. She saw Liv get on Sehun’s bike behind him as he handed her the stuff. Liv tightly wrapped her around behind his back, then, they were off. That should be me! She got in her car and slammed the car. 

Timeskip: a week later

Sehun was frustrated and angry. Liv has been avoiding him, while Karina was all over him. She was everywhere he went. At this point, he was hiding from her. She was irritating him. He knows she has something to do with Liv avoiding him. He needed to talk to Liv and get to the bottom of this. 

He saw her making her way to the bathroom during lunch, so he grabbed her and pulled her into an empty hallway. 

“Hey, what!” Liv said as she was pushed against a wall. She looked up to see an angry Sehun. “Sehun”

“Don’t Sehun me. Why have you been avoiding me all week?” He asked in anger. 

“I wasn’t avoiding you,” Liv lied, looking away from him. 

“Bullshit!” He shouted. Liv's eyes widened and she covered his mouth. She looked around to see if people were looking. Sehun removed her hand. 

“It’s because of Karina. It’s it?” He said as he held her hand. 

“No,”

“Don’t lie to me,” he pleaded.

“She likes you, okay. She feels that she is not getting a chance with you because of me, so, I’m trying to minimize my interactions with you,” she explained. 

“Well, I don’t like her.”

“Why though? She is perfect for you, pretty, girly and kind,” she replied. Sehun wanted to laugh at the kind part. Karina is nowhere near kind. 

“I don’t like girls that are obsessed with me and selfish,” Sehun said, “ Besides, I already like someone.” 

“Who? Do I know them?” Liv asked. Sehun can hear sadness in her voice.

“It’s someone very close to you,” he replied as he watched her confused face.

“The only two people close to me are Karina, you already said you don’t like her, and you. You can’t like yourself, well you can,” she said, “Wait, my brother. You like my brother. Why, though? He’s an idiot. You know he’s taken.” Sehun slapped his forehead and shook his head. Why is she so dumb, but I like her. So, we will let that go. 

“No, you are more of an idiot than he is. I like you,” Sehun said as he watched her face go into shock. 

“You like me?” She asked as she pointed to herself. 

“That’s what I said,” he answered. She smiled.

“I like you too,” she replied, looking him in the eye with a smile. Sehun was going in for a kiss, before he was interrupted by, guess who, Karina. 

“Liv,” Karina said. When Liv heard her, she pushed Sehun away. 

“Karina,” 

“What’s going on here,” Karina asked. Before Liv can replied, Sehun answered.

“A love confession,” he answered and held Liv’s hand, who tried to let go, but he held tightly. Karina saw that and frowned.

“I can’t believe you, I thought you were my friend,” she said to Liv, before walking away in anger. Liv forcefully pulled her hand from Sehun’s grin and ran after her. Sehun shook his head at her. Why is she so selfless? He signed, before following them.

With Karina and Liv 

“Karina, wait!” Liv shouted as she grabbed her hand. Karina pulled her hand away from and turned around.

“What?” She said in anger. 

“Look, I’m sorry. I tried to help, okay, but we can’t force someone like you when they don’t. Besides, I need to be selfish for once. I always gave up my crushes to you, which was fine since they didn’t like me, but he does. As my friend, why can’t you be happy for me?” Liv said back in frustration. Sehun was watching from afar. Karina laughed.

“Friend, I never considered you as a friend. I was only your friend because you were rich. If you weren’t rich, I would never be friends with someone like you,” Karina replied. Liv was shocked, tears filled her eyes, before they fell down her cheeks. A crowd of students started forming. Some were recording the drama. 

“I don’t know what Sehun sees in you,” Karina continued. Sehun decided to show his presence then. He grabbed Liv’s hand. 

“A lot, actually,” Sehun said, “She is a way better person than you ever be. She doesn’t deserve you as a friend. Besides, if there were only plants and you left in the world, I would rather date a plant than you.” All the students that were watching, laughed. Karina was red with embarrassment. She turned around and ran away as students filmed her. Sehun took Liv away from the crowd and into an empty classroom. 

“Hey, stop crying. She isn’t worth your tears,” he said, comforting her as he wiped her tears. 

“All those years, I really thought she was my friend, but she was only using me for money,” Liv replied in a sad tone. 

“Hey, who needs friends, when you have me,” he said jokingly, trying to make her laugh. He succeeded.

“You’re right,” she laughed as she slapped his chest. 

“Thank you, Sehun,” she said once she stopped laughing, smiling at him. 

“I will do anything to make you smile,” he replied, smiling back at her. Her smile increased after hearing that and she hugged him, which he returned. The bell declined to announce its presence by ringing. 

“Let’s skip our last two classes and go on a date,” He suggested, knowing she would never agree too, as they let go of the hug.

“Okay,”

“Wait, miss perfect attendance is agreeing to skipping classes,” he teased. Liv slapped his chest.

“Shut up,” Liv said, “it’s only because I don’t want to see her face and I want to be bad once. Don’t make me change my mind.” 

“Okay, okay,” he said, raising his hands in surrender. 

“Wait, how are we going to get past the security guard?” She asked. 

“Don’t worry, I know an escape route that is guard,” he answered as he grabbed her hand, went out of the classroom, leading the way.  






 






Notes:

Sorry, I needed some to play the mean girl and it had to Karina. No hate against her.

Chapter 39: Wooyoung

Summary:

Finally doing Ateez Wooyoung! I’m trying to do all the members at least once. I think I’m only missing one member. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Wooyoung and his sister, Jiso were new students at KQ High. They got their schedules and locker numbers, but they didn’t know where it was. They decided to ask this boy student with his hood up, walking. Wooyoung tapped him on the shoulder, making him flinch, but turned around with a scared face, before relaxing when he realized it wasn’t who he think it was. Wooyoung and Jiso were shocked to see all that. 

“Um, can I help you?” The boy asked.

“Yes, we are new and we were wondering if you can show us where our lockers are and her first class,” Jiso said, smiling. 

“Um, sure. Can I see your schedules?” The big asked. Jiso and Wooyoung handed him their schedules, which had their locker number on it. “Oh, you guys' lockers are right next to mine and we have all the same classes. If you can follow me.” He handed their schedules back. He began walking with them following behind. 

“Here we are,” the boy said,”yours is next to mine and yours is a locker down.” Wooyoung, Jiso, and the boy began opening their lockers when they heard a loud voice shout,

“I’M BACK, BITCHES!!” 

They turned towards the entrance of the school to see a girl standing in front of the door with her arms spread out. She was looking around for someone and when she saw them.

“YEOSANG!!” She shouted, before making it beeline for them. Wooyoung and Jiso can see she was running their way. She passed Jiso and went to the boy that helped them find their lockers and hugged him.

“Oh, how I missed you so much,” she said, squeezing him tightly. The boy, now known as Yeosang, returned her hug. 

“You just saw each other this morning,” Yeosang said.

“Yea, you know how long ago that was,” she replied, letting him go. Yeosang rolled his eyes on how dramatic his friend is. 

“So, what did I miss for the week I was suspended?” She asked.

“Nothing much,” Yeosang said. The girl leaned into his ears and whispered,

Minhyuk’s minions that weren’t expelled didn’t mess with you did they?”

Just a little, like throw spitballs at him, trip me, silly things nothing serve,” He whispered back. The girl nodded and made eye contact with Wooyoung, who smiled at her. She narrowed her eyes at him.

“Who is he and her? I haven’t seen them around before,” She whispered to Yeosang.

“New students,”  Yeosang whispered back. 

“Hi, I’m Ruby. And you are?” She said to Wooyoung.

“I’m Wooyoung and this is my sister Jiso. We are new here,” Wooyoung replied, “Nice to meet you.” Jiso waved. Ruby waved at her with a slight smile, she doesn’t trust them yet. 

“You too,” Ruby said back. She turned to put her stuff in her locker, which was next to Wooyoung and got out the necessary things. She turned back to Yeosang. 

“Let’s go, Sanggie,” She said to him, grabbing his hand. They were about to go, but were interrupted by Wooyoung.

“Wait, can you guys show us her class? Please,” he asked. 

“Oh, silly us. Of course, we can. Let me see your schedule,” Ruby said. She take his schedule from him.

“Oh, we're all in the same class,” Ruby said again, handing it back to him, “So, let’s all go together.” Ruby grabbed Yeosang’s hand and started walking away, hoping Wooyoung and Jiso were following. 

Lunchtime

Ruby and Jiso were at the mini convenience shop inside the school buying some food for themselves and Wooyoung and Yeosang, who stayed in the classroom. They brought their food and were walking back and talking.

“So, which one of you is the oldest?” Ruby asked.

“I am,” Jiso answered. Ruby was going to ask another, when another student came calling her name.

“Ruby!!”

“What’s wrong? Taeyong,” Ruby asked as Taeyong stopped infront of them, catching his breath. 

“They are missing with Yeosang,” he replied.

“Not on my watch,” Ruby said, handing the food she was holding to Jiso and took off running. Jiso followed her struggling, Taeyong took some to carry. Jiso smiled at him in thanks.

In the classroom

Yeosang and Wooyoung were talking, while they waited for the girls to come back with the food.

“Is Ruby single?” Wooyoung asked after several rounds of personal questions. Yeosang looked at him and smiled.

“Yes, no guys want to date her since they are scared of her,” Yeosang answered, “Do you like her?” Wooyoung smiled a little shyly.

“Maybe,” Wooyoung said, “A little.” Yeosang was about to say something else before they were interrupted.

“Hey, Yeoyeo,” Someone said, coming into the classroom with his group. Yeosang flinched when he heard the voice, looking down. Wooyoung noticed that. The guy came to Yeosang's desk and leaned on it. 

“It looks like you made a new friend,” the guy said as Yeosang continued to look down, which irritated the guy, “Look at me when I’m talking.” He forced Yeosang to look up. His hand stayed on his shoulder, squeezing tightly. Yeosang’s face squished up in pain. Wooyoung also noticed that. 

“I suggest you take your hand off of him,” Wooyoung said firmly. The guy looked at him and smirked.

“What are you going to do if I don’t?” The guy challenged. Wooyoung smirked and took the guy’s hand and twisted, making the guy scream in pain. His minions tried to fight Wooyoung, but he easily took them out one by one with his taekwondo skills. The guy that got his twisted was going to get Wooyoung while he was busy, but got hit on back with a pair of shoes. He turned around in anger at who throwed it, but paled when he saw it was Ruby. She was angry, walking towards him with long shocks. 

“Ruby, you are back,” the guy whispered.

“I am. I heard you were taunting my friend while I was away,” Ruby replied firmly, stopping right in front of him, “Do I need to teach you a lesson again? This time it will be worse than the previous ones, and it will be worse than what I did to Minhyuk.” 

“No need, I won’t be messing with him anymore,” the guy said back nervously. 

“Or anyone else.” 

“Or anyone else.”

“You better or you are dead when I catch you going back on your words,” Ruby said, “Now scram!” The guy and his minions, who were on the floor struggling to get out of the classroom. Ruby went to pick up her shoe, but didn’t see it on the floor. 

“Here,” Wooyoung said as he handed her a shoe. She went to take it, but he took it back and squatted down.

“Raise your feet,” he instructed. She did as she was told. He put her shoe on for her. Then, he stood back up.

“Thank you,” She whispered, blushing a little. He smiled at her. Yeosang and Jiso noticed this and smiled.

“Are you okay?” Jiso asked Yeosang. Yeosang nodded. 

“You don’t have to be scared anymore. You now have three friends that would protect you no matter what,” She said to him, smiling at him. He nodded and smiled at her a real smiled that he only shows to Ruby. So pretty, Jiso thought. She blushed and looked away. She took the food and drink she got for him and placed it on his desk. 

“Here’s the food we got for you,” she said. 

“Thank you,” he said and began eating. Jiso followed suit as they watched Ruby and Wooyoung interactions.

“I saw what you did for Yeosang. Thank you,” Ruby said. 

“No need for any of that. Any friend would do that for their friend,” Wooyoung replied, “Plus, I hate people who bully others.” I think I found the one , Ruby thought. 

“Hey, you two stop flirting. Lunch is about to be over. Better get a move on with your food,” Jiso said as she took another bit of her sandwich. Wooyoung and Ruby blushed and quickly sat down at their desks and began eating as well. 

Timeskip: two months later

It’s been two months since Wooyoung and Jiso came to KQ High and two months since Ruby returned from suspension. The bullies stopped taunting others. They even began as Ruby servants, doing everything for her such as opening things for her, buying her food, etc. She told them to stop, but they wouldn’t listen. So, she just let them be. They became friends with Yeosang. The twins, Ruby, and Yeosang began dating.  Everyone at the school saw it coming. The old bullies and Wooyoung are also fighting about who does things for Ruby. Right now, they we’re hanging at the mall.

“I can open the door for my girlfriend. You don’t need to, Minhyung” Wooyoung said as he took Minhyung’s hand off of the door handle and opened the door for Ruby. 

“Thanks, baby,” Ruby said to Wooyoung, walking inside. Wooyoung looked at Minhyung smugly. Minhyung rolled his eyes at him. Minhyung was going to walk through the door Wooyoung was still holding, but Wooyoung closed it on him. 

“Open it yourself,” Wooyoung said. Minhyung was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ruby coming back out.

“Stupid fighting you idiots and come on.” Ruby said as she grabbed her boyfriend’s hand and pulled him inside, “The others have already started shopping. I don’t need them to take all the good stuff.” Minhyung followed behind them. 

“Baby, you think I’m an idiot,” Wooyoung said, frowning. 

“Yes I do,” Ruby said as she watched his frown increase, “But, you're my idiot.” He smiled at that. 

“Let’s go, I will buy whatever you want,” he said, pulling her along, happy like a puppy because of that comment. She giggled at him and smiled. 




 





Chapter 40: Jongho

Summary:

I’m been gone for a month, I had to take care of things, but I’m back now. So, here a Ateez Jongho one.

Chapter Text

Two lovers got in a mess that they shouldn’t have. They were at the wrong place at the wrong time. They witnessed a murder happening. Right now, they were running for their lives. The man took his fiancé to hide, while he led them away. 

“Maria, hide here, don’t come out no matter by what,” Byungho said to his fiancée as he put her behind a garbage can. 

“What about you, Byung?” Maria asked, not wanting to leave him. 

“I will try to lead the way, I love you,” Byungho, before leaving and ignoring Maria whispering his name. He didn’t get far. He was stopped by the men that were chasing at gunpoint. He raised his arms, stepping backwards. 

“Where’s the lady?” The leader asked. 

“She is still on the run,” Byungho lied. Maria was watching this with tears running down her cheeks. The leader signaled his men to hold him, which they did. The leader held the gun at Byungho’s head. Maria’s heart increased when she saw that. 

“I know you are hiding, come out, your boyfriend gets it,” the leader threatened. Maria wanted to come out, but she saw her fiancé mouthing no, so she stayed put.

“So, you don’t want to come out, fine,” the leader said. Then, he shot Byungho in the head. Byungho dropped dead. Maria came out, shouting,

“No!” 

“There you are,” the leader said as Maria tried to run to Byungho, but the leader’s men grabbed her. The leader put his gun on her head. 

“You can join your lover,” the leader shot Maria in the head as well, making her drop dead. Then, they ran away from there. The two lovers were left dead and bleeding out. The red string of fate that connected the two lovers turned golden and glowed, before tying itself from the two lovers. It flew into the sky, moving somewhere. It went inside a hospital where two mothers were giving birth at the same time. One mother was giving birth to a daughter, while the other was giving birth to a son. When the two babies were born, one end of the string wraps itself around the son’s pinky, while the other wraps itself around the daughter’s pinky. 

“Another lovers dead again,” a nurse thought as she saw all this unfold since she was gifted with the ability to see the red string of fate, “Oh, the girl got the gift as well, sad she won’t be able to see her own.” She saw the girl had a heart shaped birthmark on her neck. 

“Let’s see how their story unfolds,” She thought.

23 years later 

A girl named Juniper was following these two people, who are connected by the red string of fate. She had the ability to see the red string of fate, so she uses her gift to help people who are connected by the red string of fate. The downfall of this gift was that she can’t see her own. Right now, she was trying to get them to meet. The pair were walking in opposite directions. They were about to pass each other. Juniper was walking behind the girl, so she quickly walked past her, pushing her into the guy along the way. The guy grabbed the girl before she fell, but got coffee spilled on his shirt. 

“Careful,” the guy said. The girl quickly straight up, blushing. 

“I’m sorry,” she said looking at him, then she saw that she spilled her coffee on him, “Oh my god, I got coffee on you. I’m sorry.” She tried to wipe the stain with her sleeves, but making it worse. The guy grabbed her hands, stopping her. 

“It’s okay. You can make up to me by going on a coffee date with me right now,” The guy said, smiling. The girl looked at him, thinking. Must as well, he’s cute. 

“Okay, but it’s on me since I spilled coffee on you,” she replied.

“Deal,” the guy said back. They went off in the direction the guy was going. Juniper watched all of this unfold from behind a wall. 

“Another pair completed,” she whispered to herself. She turned around to continue walking, but flinched when she saw her trainer, who had her arms crossed. 

“Ah, hi, Mrs. Kim,” She said.

“Don’t hi me. What did I tell you about messing with fate?” Mrs. Kim replied firmly. She was the same nurse that delivered her, who had the same ability as her. 

“I know,but a little push wouldn’t hurt,” Juniper reasoned. Mrs. Kim signed, uncrossing her arms. What am I going to do with her?

“Just minimize how much you help pairs,” Mrs. Kim said back. Juniper nodded, happy that she got away with this. 

“By the way, can you tell who my fated partner is?” Juniper asked for the millionth time. Here she goes again, Mrs. Kim thought. 

“For the millionth time, I will not tell you,” Mrs. Kim answered. Juniper whined.

“Fine, can you at least tell me if he's cute?” Juniper asked. Mrs. Kim signed,

“I will tell you this one time, yes, he is cute.”

“Is he tall? Is he short? Does he have brown eyes or another color?” 

“Don’t push it,” Mrs. Kim said, “Now, go before you are late for your new job.”  Juniper nodded and continued on her way to her new job at Choi Enterprises. She couldn’t believe she got in at a young age. All her hard work through business school paid off. She stepped in front of the building with 30 minutes to spear. She walked inside and walked to the lady behind the counter. 

“Excuse me, ma’am,” Juniper said.

“Yes,” the lady said, looking up from her computer.

“I’m a new employee,” Juniper replied.

“Ah, name?” 

“Park Juniper.”

“Okay, Ms. Park. Here’s your badge. You are part of the Creative team, who are on the second floor. You use your badge to get through elevators and doors, so always have it on you since you can get in trouble if you don’t,” the lady explained, handing Juniper her badge.

“Okay, thanks, Mrs. ..”

“Jung,”

“Thanks, Mrs. Jung,” Juniper replied, bowing as she took her badge from Mrs. Jung, putting it on. Mrs. Jung nodded, going back to her computer. Juniper walked to the elevator and pressed the button. She waited for the elevator. When it came, she saw that there were some people already in there, so she still stepped in. 

“Where to?” Someone asked her.

“Second floor,” she replied. 

“Okay, that’s where I’m going as well,” the same person said. The elevator dinged and opened at the second floor. Juniper and that person got out of the elevator. Juniper turned to the person.

“Excuse me, do you know where I can find the person in charge of the Creative team?” She asked.

“Yes, I’m the manager,” the person answered, smiling. Juniper bowed.

“Hi, I’m Park Juniper. The new team member of the Creative team,” Juniper said.

“Nice to meet you, Juniper. I’m Mr. Kang,” Mr. Kang repiled, “If you follow me, I will show you where your desk is.” He walked with Juniper following. 

“You can settle in before I give a task today,” Mr. Kang said. Juniper nodded, before sitting herself and her stuff down on her desk as Mr. Kang walked away to his office. 

“Hi, I’m Daehyun, your desk buddy,” a girl sitting on the desk next to her said. 

“Hi, I’m Juniper. Nice to meet you, I’m in your care, please take care of me,” Juniper replied bowing.

“Juniper, like the planet, cool. Nice to meet you as well. Don’t be scared to ask for my help,” Daehyun said back. Juniper nodded, she saw Daehyun's red string of fate. It was leading to Mr. Kang’s office. Juniper smiled. 

“What do you think about Mr. Kang?” Juniper asked suddenly, catching Daehyun by surprise, “Sorry, you don’t have to answer.”

“No, it’s okay. Do you like him?” 

“No, I just feel this connection between you two,” Juniper replied. 

“You think,” Daehyun said, blushing. Juniper smiled.

“Yes, and something tells me you may end up together.”

“Really?” Daehyun asked, sparkles in her eyes. 

“Positive,” Juniper answered, “You may need a little push.” Daehyun was going to say something, but got interrupted by Mr. Kang, who opened his door.

“Juniper, I have a task for you, if you are settled in,” he said, holding a couple file folders, coming towards her. Juniper stood up. 

“Okay,” She said as Mr. Kang handed her the folders.

“Take this Mr. Choi, the CEO, is on the fifth floor. There’s only one room.” Mr. Kang explained, “Don’t do anything to anger him.” 

“Yes, sir,” Juniper said, before leaving. She got on the elevator and pressed floor five. She got off when it opened on the fifth floor. She began walking to the door when she didn’t see the secretary. When she was a meter away from the door, it opened and  a girl came out running with tears running down her cheeks. She grabbed her bag from the secretary’s desk, before going to the elevator. He must be scary. I better be careful. Juniper took a deep breath, before knocking on the door. 

“Come in,” a voice full of anger said. She took another breath, before opening the door. She stepped inside. 

“Morning, Mr. Choi. Mr. Kang said to bring these files to you,” She said, not looking at him. 

“Leave them on my desk,” He ordered, from the couch, looking at her. She quickly walked to his desk and set the files on it. Then, she bowed at him, before turning around walking to the door, quickly. He got a glimpse of her face as she left. He felt this connection towards her and saw a glimpse of a girl in his memory. He got up from the couch. He paged Mr. Kang.

“Jongho, what can I do for you?” 

“I need a new secretary.”

“You fired another one. It hasn’t been a week. What was the reason this time?”

“Same as always. She tried to seduce me.”

“It will take a while to find you a new one.”

“What about the girl you sent to bring me the files?”

“I don’t know. She is my new employee.”

“Hire a new one,” Mr. Choi ordered, “What is her name?”  Mr. Kang signed.

“Fine. I will send her up and her name is Park Juniper,” Mr Kang replied defeated, before hanging up. Jongho put the phone back. He typed her name in the employee search site. 

“Mmh, Park Juniper born on October 22th, the same as me,” He said, leaning back in his chair, waiting. 

Back with Juniper 

Juniper came back and set on her desk.

“How was Mr. Choi? Scary wasn’t he?” Daehyun asked.

“Yea.”

“But, handsome, right.”

“I don’t know. I was scared to look at his face,” Juniper replied. Daehyun was going to say something, but got interrupted by Mr. Kang again. Daehyun was kind of getting frustrated by him. 

“Juniper,” he said. Juniper stood up,

“Yes, sir,”

“Your position changed. You are no longer part of the creative team,” he said again.

“What? I’m fired already. Is it Mr. Choi? But I didn’t do anything to anger him just let you said,” Juniper repiled, panicking, not realizing he also said position changed. 

“Mr. Kang, why is she fired? You can’t fire her, I like her,” Daehyun said, pouting. Mr. Kang looked at her, so cute! Then he looked back at Juniper and can see tears in her eyes. 

“You didn’t let me finish. You’re not fired. You are moving to be Mr. Choi, secretary,” Mr. Kang explained. He can see the fear and panic in Juniper’s eyes.

“I know you’re scared, but don’t be. He’s nice if you don’t do anything to anger. I’m sorry I can’t do anything about since what the boss says goes,” Mr. Kang continued, patting her on the back.

“Okay, sir,” she replied as she picked up her things, “Bye, Daehyun unnie and Mr. Kang.” Daehyun waved, while Mr. Kang nodded. Juniper went to the elevator for the third time and got in. 

Once she got to the fifth floor, she set her staff on the secretary’s desk. She was debating whether she should go see Mr. Choi and tell him she is here and what he needs her to do. As she was thinking, she heard his voice from her desk, which startled her. 

“Ms. Park, come to my office.” 

She walked to his office and knocked.

“Come in,” she heard from the inside. She opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind her. She walked up to his desk, not looking at him.

“You called Mr. Choi,” she said standing in front of his desk. 

“Look at me,” he replied, wanting her to look at him. Juniper just lifted her head a little, still not looking at him. He stood up from his desk, walked to him, standing in front of her, making her step back. 

“Look at me, please,” he said again, gently. She slowly looked at him. When she did, time stopped. She saw memories of her past life with him, leading up to them being killed, tears started falling down her cheeks. Jongho raised a hand, slowly wiped her tears. He kept his hand on her cheeks as they continued looking at each other. Then, they were interrupted by the door being slammed open with a bang, making Juniper drop on the floor, holding her hands on her ears. She was panicking since she had a fear of loud sounds sounding like a gun ever since she was a baby due to her past life. 

“Jongho!” Said the person who slammed the door. Jongho glared at the person, before dropping in front of Juniper. He wrapped his arm around her, whispering sweet words into her ear. 

“You’re okay, I’m here. I will always protect you.” 

“Byungho,” She whispered, calming down a little as she took her hands off her ears and wrapped it around his neck. She held him tightly as if he would disappear if she didn’t. 

“Yes, it’s me,” Jongho replied, tightening his hold on her when she called his past life name. After a few minutes, she let go of him, leaning back as he did the same.” She looked at him, he smiled at him, wiped the tears on her cheeks. 

“Byungho, I missed you.” 

“I missed you too. I go by Jongho in this life.”

“And I go by Juniper, but you already know that,” She giggles  a little. Jongho helped her stand up. The person who slammed the door, let his presence known by clearing his threat. Juniper and Jongho turned to them. 

“Hi, I’m Wooyoung. Jongho’s friend. You must be the one and only Maria. Nice to finally meet you,” Wooyoung introduced, raising his hand for her to shake.

“Hi, I’m Juniper now. It’s nice to meet you too,” Juniper replied, shaking his hand. Wooyoung raised her hand to his mouth and gave it a kiss, shocking Juniper. Jongho pulled her away from him and glared at him. Wooyoung ignored him. 

“Didn’t you come here for something?” Jongho asked him. 

“Oh, right, I’m here to discuss the Choi&Jung project,” Wooyoung answered as he went to sit on the couch, setting the files, he was holding, on the table.

“Right, we will discuss in a minute,” Jongho replied, before turning to Juniper, whispering, “We will talk more after work, okay.” Juniper nodded. Jongho kissed her on the cheeks, before letting her leave the office. 

“You finally don’t have to look so grumpy all the time anymore,” Wooyoung teased. 

“Shut up,” Jongho said back, going to sit next to him on the couch. 

“I told you she may not be going by the same name,” Wooyoung said. He was talking about when Jongho was looking for Maria all over Seoul. 

“Yes, you were right. I didn’t have to worry about finding her. She found me,” Jongho replied. Wooyoung nodded and they began the discussion of the project. 







Chapter 41: Lee Soohyuk

Summary:

Today is my birthday! Since it's my birthday, I decided to publish this chapter a day earlier. Enjoy another Soohyuk one!!!

Chapter Text

The Queen of the Lee Kingdom was giving birth to a child. The King was pacing back and forth in front of the room along with the Crown Prince, who wasn’t pacing like his father as they listened to the screams of the Queen. The screaming stopped, making the King stop pacing. The doctor stepped out. 

“Your majesty and highness, it’s a girl,” the doctor said, as he opened the door for the King and Crown Prince, letting them in as he left. Once inside, the King saw his Queen holding their daughter in her hands. He and the prince walked towards the bed as the Queen smiled at them. The King sat down on the bed, leaning over to look at his daughter, who had her eyes closed. 

“Soohyuk, meet your daughter,” the Queen said. The King, now known as Soohyuk, put his finger in his daughter’s right hand, where there was a moon shaped birthmark, just like her mother. As soon as he did, she closed her hand, holding his hand tightly. He smiled at that. He raised his other hand caressing her cheek. This made her open her eyes. He saw that she had the Queen’s eyes.

“She has your eyes,” he said, turning to his Queen, “Do you think she will inherit your gift?” 

“I don’t know, we will be able to know once she turns six,” the Queen answered. They were talking about the ability to communicate with animals, which is inherited through the Queen bloodline. The Queen herself has this gift. Soohyuk nodded,

“What should we name her?”

“I think Hoseok should name his sister,” she replied, turning to the six-year-old, gesturing for him to get on the bed next to her, which he did, “What do you want to name your sister?” Hoseok looked at his sister, thinking of a name for her.

“Adorable because she’s adorable,” he said, smiling at his mother, who wasn’t real mother. His real mother, the old Queen, died in childbirth. His father married a new Queen three years later. The Queen and King smiled at him. 

“That’s a wonderful name, but it’s too long. How about we shorten it to Adora,” Queen suggested. 

“Adora. I love it!” He shouted, making Adora flinch as she let go of her father’s hand.

“Shh, not so loud,” Soohyuk said to him. 

“Sorry for scaring Adora,” he apologized to his sister, before turning to his mother, “Can I hold her?”

“Of course, but sat back against the headboard,” The Queen replied. Hoseok did as he was told. The queen gently placed Adora in his arms. He looked at his sister, who was looking at him. 

“Hi, Adora. I’m your big brother. I will always protect you. I love you,” he whispered words of affirmation to her. The Queen and King watched the beautiful moment. 

Later That Night

A lady in a black cloak appeared inside the nursery room. She walked to the crib, where Adora was sleeping. She looked at the baby and smirked evilly.

“You took my baby away from me. I will take yours away from you,” She whispered, before picking Adora from her crib. As soon as she did that, a maid came into the room to check on Adora and saw someone holding her. 

“Who are you? Let the baby go!” The maid shouted, ringing the bell next to the door, “Intruder!!” Guards and knights came into the room. The lady decided to disappear at that moment. The Queen and King stepped into the room.

“Adora. She’s gone. A witch took her!” The maid told them. 

“What!” Soohyuk shouted, turning to the knights, “Follow her! She couldn’t have gone far!”   The knights run out of the room to catch their horses. 

“My baby is gone,” The Queen said, dropping to the floor. She went into shock mode since Adora was the only child she can have. She couldn’t have any more children. Soohyuk kneeled down in front of her. 

“Reyna,” He said. Reyna looked at him with tears falling down her cheeks. 

“Soohyuk, our baby is gone,” She said. Soohyuk hugged her.

“We will find her,” He said, “You stay here and wait. I will bring your baby back.”  He let go of the hug and kissed on the forehead, before leaving to catch that witch. 

With the Witch

The witch teleported to a cottage faraway from the Kingdom that can’t be seen since  there is a barrier. She left the baby on the doorstep, knocking on the door, before disappearing. She reappeared in the woods behind the castle, trying to lead the knights off. She began to run when she heard horses. 

“There she is!” One guard shouted. The knights along with Soohyuk followed her. They lead her to a dead end. Some knights and Soohyuk got off their horses, drawing their swords. 

“Stop right there!” Soohyuk shouted. The witch turned around and they saw that she didn’t have Adora with her. 

“Where is my daughter?” He asked her.

“I wouldn’t tell you.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Because you killed my son.”

“He murdered three people!”

“Doesn’t matter. You took my baby away from me. I will do the same to you. You will see how I feel.”

“Finish her,” Soohyuk ordered, but before the knights could get to her. The witch sliced her throat with a knife.

“You…will.. never…know.. where…your…daughter…is,” the witch said with struggle, before dropping dead. 

“Search the entire forest and village and find my daughter!” Soohyuk shouted. They split into two groups and began the search.

At the Cottage 

Once the witch left, a lady opened the door. She looked around and didn't see anyone. She was about to close the door, when she saw a sleeping baby on her doorstep. 

“How did you get here, little one?” She asked no one as she went to pick the baby up, “Matter of fact, how did someone get through the barrier and saw through the illusion I set up.” She walked inside her cottage, closing the door after her. She looked at the sleeping baby wrapped in a black cloak, opening the cloak a little to see her face.

“I wonder why someone would abandon a cutie like you,” She whispered to the baby, “Looks like there’s no note with your name written on it.”

“What should we name you? Mmh, if I ever had a daughter I would’ve named her Gloria,” the lady whispered. She walked back to her bedroom with Gloria. 

Back to the Forest

The two groups meet back up after five hours.

“You didn’t find her?” Soohyuk asked the group that searched the forest. 

“No, your majesty,” a knight answered. 

“What am I going to tell Reyna?” Soohyuk asked no one as he dropped down on his knees with his head in his hands. 

“Maybe since she is a witch. She may have taken the princess to a neighboring Kingdom.” The general said. Soohyuk stood back up.

“We will take shelter here. And first thing in the morning, we will ride to all the neighboring Kingdoms and search for my daughter there,” Soohyuk ordered. The knights nodded. 

Three years later 

The Queen was depressed from her daughter being missing. She had Hoseok sleeping with her in her bedroom since she was scared that he would be taken too. Right now, she and Hoseok, who is nine now, were having lunch in her room, when a maid ran into the room.

“The King and the guards her back, my Queen and your highness!” She shouted. As soon as she said that, Reyna dropped everything and ran out of the room with Hoeseok following behind her. They got to the entrance of the castle to see the gate being opened for the knights and Soohyuk. The knights and Soohyuk got inside. Soohyuk got off his horse as Reyna ran to him.

“Hyuk, where’s Adora?” She asked him, looking around him and the knights to see if she can see her daughter, who should be three now. 

“Reyna,” Soohyuk whispered, Reyna looked at him to see the sadness in his eyes, “I’m sorry. We couldn’t find her.” Tears started forming in Reyna’s eyes, before they started falling down her cheeks. Soohyuk brought her into a hug. He looked down at Hoseok, who also was crying. Soohyuk raised a hand to him to join the hug. Hoeseok joined the hug, wrapping his arms around his mother and father. All the maids and butlers were also crying.

“We will be fine,” Soohyuk assured, “Gods and Goddesses will surely reunite her with us.” He kissed Reyna on the head and caressed Hoeseok’s head. 

Five years later 

Gloria and her mother were eating breakfast in their tiny kitchen in their cottage. When growing up, Gloria always wondered why she couldn’t use magic and her mother could, before her mother told her she wasn’t her biological daughter. Her mother found her outside her door, someone had abandoned and left her there. Gloria cried once she was told that, thinking she was unwanted and unloved, but her mother comforted and assured her. Right now as they were eating, her mother was going to deliver big news.

“Gloria,” the mother said, Gloria looked at her, “I have big news.”

“What is it, mom?”

“I got a job as a maid in the castle.”

“That’s great.”

“We will be leaving our cottage and living in the castle tomorrow.”

“Oh,” Gloria replied sadly. She loved living in their cottage and the forest creatures that visited them. She got the ability to talk to animals when she turned six. She told her mother about it. The mother started to suspect that Gloria must be part of the Lionheart family, but that family was murdered in a house fire. People don’t know that a baby survived. This baby was the Queen. No one knows that the Queen has this ability nor that she was the last member of the Lionheart family left. The mother told Gloria to not use her ability around people since people can’t know she was a bloodline of the Lionheart family. The people who murdered the family may still be out there. 

“I know you love this cottage and the forest, but the castle will be a better living condition for us,” the mother said.

“Okay”

“And remember to not use your ability in front of people,” the mother reminded. 

“I know.”

Next Day

Gloria and her mother were at the gate of the castle. They were stopped by the guards.

“No invitation, no entrance,” one said. The mother showed them the paper from the castle. The guards looked at the paper. Then, they opened the gate for them. Gloria and her mother stepped inside, they saw a maid waiting for them. They stopped in front of her.

“Ms. Joan, glad you and your daughter could make it. I’m the head maid, Jenna,” the maid said as she stared at Gloria for the longest. She looks like the lost princess. She looked down at her hands to see if she can get a glimpse of a birthmark on her hand, but Gloria had gloves on. Gloria was insecure about her birthmark even though her mother told her it was beautiful.

“Hi, Jenna. I just call me Rania. This is my daughter, Gloria,” Rania replied as she gestured to Gloria to greet her. 

“Hi, Ms. Jenna,” Gloria greeted, shyly. Jenna smiled at her,

“Hi, Gloria. It’s very nice to meet you,” Jenna greeted back with a smile as she raised her hand for her to shake. 

“You too,” Gloria replied, shaking her hand, before letting go.

“If you follow me, I will show you where you will be living,” Jenna said as she began walking. Rania and Gloria followed her. They walked inside the castle. Gloria was looking around amazed at the interior design. They walked down the stairs to the first floor, which is where the maids and butlers were living. Jenna opened the door. 

“This will be the room you are sleeping in,” She said as she stepped aside to let them walk in. Rania and Gloria looked around. There were two beds and it looked like a bedroom made for the royals.

“You may be wondering why your room looks like that. It’s because the Queen likes her workers to live comfortably,” Jenna answered their unasked question, “There is a maid outfit on your bed, Jenna. On your bed, Gloria, there’s a dress for you from the Queen herself. Once you settle and change, meet me back at the floor, we passed to get here. I will take you to the ballroom. You will be helping in preparations for the Crown Prince’s coming of age and coronation ball.” Rania and Gloria nodded and Jenna left, closing the door behind her. Gloria went to her bed to see a beautiful purple dress.

“So pretty,” Gloria said.

“It is, isn’t it? Make sure to thank the Queen when you see her,” Rania said to her daughter, who nodded. They want to get ready and settle their things in the room.

An hour later 

Rania and her daughter made their way to the floor to see Jenna waiting for them. Jenna heard them and turned around.

“You are here. Rania, I will show you to the ballroom. And Gloria, I will show you to the garden, where there are some animals, who come to visit. I heard you love animals,” Jenna said as she began walking with Rania and Gloria following suit. They got to the ballroom. Jenna called a maid.

“This is Rania, the new maid. Take her to help you put up the decorations,” She instructed the maid, “Rania, you may go with her.” Before Rania went, she signed remember in sign language to Gloria, telling her to remember what she told her about using her gift.

“Gloria, if you can follow me,” Jenna said as she began walking, Gloria following behind her. 

“This is the garden,” Jenna said as Gloria looked around amazed, “You know the way back, right? Just follow the same pathway back. If you lost, you can ask someone. There’s always someone around.” Gloria nodded as Jenna left. Gloria looked around and saw a bunny.  She walked towards it, making the bunny freeze and flinched back. She stopped walking.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to hurt you,” She said to it using her ability, forgetting about her mother telling her not to use it. 

“You can understand me,” The bunny said, more like questioned, moving towards her.

“Yes,” She replied as she picked it up, sitting down and placing it on her lap.

“Only the queen could understand me. It's nice to have another person understand me,” The bunny said.

“The queen also has my ability,” Gloria thought as she took the glove off of her right hand to caress the bunny, forgetting about her birthmark.

“What’s your name?”

“Snow. The queen gave me that name .”

“It’s nice to meet you, Snow. I’m Gloria,” She replied. She was so busy talking to Snow that she didn’t notice someone approaching.

“You can talk to animals,” the person said. Gloria quickly turned around to see a guy. She quickly stood up with Snow in her hands.

“No. You must have heard wrong,” She said, waving her right hand, making the person see her birthmark.

“She also has a moon-shaped birthmark on her right hand just like Adora did,” the person thought.

“I must tell Mom and Dad,” they whispered, turning around and walking away. Gloria heard him. She set Snow on the ground.

“I can’t let him tell anyone,” she thought, panicking.

“No!”She screamed, running after him and jumped on him, knocking him down to the ground. His head smashed against the ground, which caused a bruise.

“Ow,” he said. Gloria got up off of him. Guards showed up to see the commotion, all to see the guy on the ground and a little girl standing abound him. 

“Arrest her and take her away! She tried to kill the Crown Prince!” One of them shouted. 

“Crown Prince! He was the prince. Oh my god, I’m going to be executed,” Gloria thought, panicking more as two guards held her and dragged her away. She started crying. She can’t say anything since they won’t believe her. She was dragged inside the castle.

“Gloria!” Someone shouted. Gloria looked up to see her mother, running to her with others behind her.

“Mommy!” She shouted back, now full-on boiling. Rania tried to get to her daughter, but the guards stopped her. She can’t do anything if she doesn’t want her daughter injured.

“What’s going on here?” Someone asked. Everyone turned to see her majesty and his majesty. Everyone bowed at them, except Gloria, who was being held. The Queen saw the guards holding a little girl who was crying.

“Why are you holding her?” Reyna asked.

“Well, your majesty. She tried to kill the Crown Prince.” One guard answered. Gloria was shaking her head no.

“Your majesty. My daughter will never harm anyone. Please, don’t arrest her,” Rania pleaded to the Queen, kneeling down. 

“Let her go!” Someone shouted behind the guards. Everyone looked to see the Crown Prince, who had a bump on his forehead.

“Hoseok, what’s going on?” Soohyuk asked his son as Hoseok took Gloria from the guards. Once she was let go, she immediately ran to her mother, who hugged her. 

“It’s all a misunderstanding. I fell down and she tried to help, but the guards misunderstood,” he explained, lying. 

“You two are to be punished for harming an innocent child,” Soohyuk ordered, and some knights came and took the two guards away. Reyna walked to Rania and Gloria.

“I’m sorry for all this happening on your first day here,” She apologized. Rania stood up. Gloria clutching her dress, not wanting to be away from her.

“It’s okay, your majesty,” Rania replied, bowing. Gloria raised her right hand to wrap her tears. In that moment was when Reyna, and everybody else saw the moon shaped birthmark. 

“Adora?” Reyna thought. Hoseok came to his mother and whispered,

“I also saw her talking to Snow in the garden.”

“Rania, I want you to be honest with me,” Reyna said as Rania nodded, “Is she your biological daughter?”

“No, your majesty. Someone left her at my doorstep in the middle of the night.” She answered.

“She has to be Adora.”

“Another question for your daughter,” Reyna said. Rania moved Gloria in front of her.

“Hi, Sweetie,” Reyna greeted with a smile as Gloria looked at her and was amazed by her beauty.

“Hi, your majesty,” Gloria greeted back, bowing.

“Can you answer a question I have for you?” Reyna asked. Gloria nodded.

“Do you have the ability to communicate with animals?” Reyna asked. Gloria's eyes widened a little. She glanced at Hoseok, who smiled at her for encouragement before looking back at the queen.

“You want to be punished if you can,” Reyna whispered. Gloria looked at her mommy, who nodded at her. Gloria looked back at the queen.

I can,” she whispered nervously, looking down.

“Don’t worry. I can also communicate with them as well,” Reyna replied. Gloria looked at her shocked. Rania was shocked as well. 

“Is the queen Gloria’s biological mother? Is Gloria the lost princess that the other maids were telling me about?” Rania thought.

“Your majesty, if you don’t mind me asking me. Is my daughter your missing daughter that was taken?” Rania asked. Gloria looked at her mother confused.

“Yes, I believe she is since she inherited my ability. She also has the same moon-shaped birthmark on her right hand as I do,” Reyna answered, raising her right hand to show her moon-shaped birthmark. Gloria looked at the queen’s hand, then at her hand. They had the same birthmark. Rania kneeled down in front of her daughter.

“Gloria, remember how you were asking about your real family, well, they are your real family. You are the princess of this castle,” She explained to her slowly and gently. Gloria looked at the queen, king, and prince, who smiled at her, before looking back at her mother.

“The queen is my mother?” She asked.

“Yes,”

“Then, why did they abandon me?” Gloria asked, tears forming in her eyes. Reyna stepped forward more.

“We didn’t abandon you, sweetie. You were taken from us by an evil lady,” Reyna answered, gently, tears forming in her eyes as well. Gloria looked at her, seeing she was crying as well. Gloria looked at her mother, who nodded at her. Then, she ran to her actual mother, who opened her arms for her. Reyna hugged her daughter tightly as they both cried. 

“Oh, how I missed you?” Reyna whispered, kissing Gloria’s head. 

“I missed you too, mommy. I always wondered about you, thinking you didn’t love me,” Gloria whispered back.

I always love you. I have loved you since the moment you were born,” Reyna whispered again. Soohyuk joined the hug, wrapping his arms around them. Gloria let go to look up to see her father, smiling at her. 

Appa,” she whispered. He put his hand on her cheeks, caressing it. Gloria leaned more into the touch. Hoseok decided to join the hug as well. Everybody was happy for the family. Rania was happy for Gloria.

 

 



Chapter 42: Bang Chan

Summary:

I don't like this one that I wrote, but since it's already written. I will punish it. You guys may like it.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Bang Chan was in JYP’s office since JYP wanted to discuss something with him. 

“Chan, I need you to compose a debut song for my new girl group, D.A.B” JYP said. Chan was shocked that he was debuting another girl group after Nmix. There was no introduction to the members. 

“Okay, what concepts are you going for?”

“I’m looking for mystery and empowering concepts since the members’ faces won’t be revealed at all,” JYP replied. Chan was shocked since usually only one member ‘s face is usually covered and not revealed. 

“Okay, would there be a rapper in the group?”

“Yes, one. You will be working with her on the song since she’s a composer as well.”

“Okay, when do you want this song done? And who am I able to see her face?”

“In two weeks and no.” JYP said, “You are dismissed.” Chan left the room. 

Three days later 

Bang Chan was in the studio, waiting for the rapper to show up. He had some lyrics written down. As she was looking over some of the lyrics, he heard the door open. He turned around to see this girl with a black full face mask and gloves stepped into the room, closing the door. 

“Um, hi. Are you Bang Chan?” She asked, bowing. She was nervous since she was a fan of Stray Kids. It was an honor to work with the Bang Chan. 

“Yes, and you are?”

“I’m Sasha of D.A.B.” 

“Nice to meet you Sasha,” Bang Chan said, gesturing to the chair next to him, “You can have a sit here.”  

“You too,” She replied, before sitting down, setting her bag next to her. She pulled her notebook that she writes lyrics out of it, setting it down on the counter. 

“Okay, I started writing some of the lyrics,” he said, moving his book in front of her, “If you want to add or change something you can.” Sasha looked at the lyrics he had written down, reading them.

 

I know I laugh too loud

And I might cry too much (come on)

To all those judgy eyes

I got a whole lotta love

 

'Cause I don't look like them (But I ain't worried about it)

I don't move like them (But I ain't worried about it)

I know I'm a gem

I ain't worried about it, I ain't worried about it

 

“This is perfect. It would fit well with what I have written,” She said after finishing reading. She opened her notebook, flipping through it, where Bang Chan could see lots of lyrics and songs written. When she got to the page she wanted she stopped. She placed her notebook in front of him for him to read it.

 

 I talk with a mouth full (uh-huh)

But I couldn't be sweeter

Yep, I'm a cutie in my own way

I won't play, follow the leader

 

And I'm pretty, pretty cute and I'm pretty smart

And when I break it down, it's a work of art

And if you feel the same, can you participate?

I wanna see you shake, I wanna hear you say

And I'm pretty, pretty cute and I'm pretty smart

And when I break it down, it's a work of art

And if you feel the same, can you participate?

I wanna see you shake, I wanna hear you say

 

'Cause I'm a lady, yeah

I'mma, I'm a lady

All my girls, show them you're a lady

Tell the world, say that you're proud to be a lady

All my girls, show them you're a lady

Tell the world, say that you're proud to be a lady

 

“I was thinking of placing your lyrics in between these two, adding ‘cause I’m a lady’, moving and placing this after. Then, taking the lyrics that you wrote, placing it here as well, but changing ‘cause’ to ‘and’. Also, changing ‘move’ to ‘talk’. Next, take this and place it here as well, but remove this part and ‘yeah’ and add ‘come on’ here. Finally take these parts and place them at the end,” She explained after he finished as she grabbed a couple of papers from her bag and began writing what she was saying. Bang Chan just watched in amazement as she figured everything out from just seeing his and her lyrics. 

“So, we will have something like this,” she said again after 30 minutes or so, “What do you think?” She placed the papers with all the lyrics together in front of him for him to read again. 

 

I talk with a mouth full (uh-huh)

But I couldn't be sweeter

Yep, I'm a cutie in my own way

I won't play, follow the leader

 

And I don't look like them (But I ain't worried about it)

I don't talk like them (But I ain't worried about it)

I know I'm a gem

I ain't worried about it, I ain't worried about it

'Cause I'm a lady

 

'Cause I'm a lady

Come on! I'm a, I'm a lady

All my girls, show them you're a lady

Tell the world, say that you're proud to be a lady

 

I know I laugh too loud

And I might cry too much (come on)

To all those judgy eyes

I got a whole lotta love

 

'Cause I don't look like them (But I ain't worried about it)

I don't move like them (But I ain't worried about it)

I know I'm a gem

I ain't worried about it, I ain't worried about it

'Cause I'm a lady

 

'Cause I'm a lady, yeah

I'mma, I'm a lady

All my girls, show them you're a lady

Tell the world, say that you're proud to be a lady

All my girls, show them you're a lady

Tell the world, say that you're proud to be a lady

 

And I'm pretty, pretty cute and I'm pretty smart

And when I break it down, it's a work of art

And if you feel the same, can you participate?

I wanna see you shake, I wanna hear you say

And I'm pretty, pretty cute and I'm pretty smart

And when I break it down, it's a work of art

And if you feel the same, can you participate?

I wanna see you shake, I wanna hear you say

 

And I don't look like them

I don't talk like them

I know I'm a gem

I ain't worried about it, I ain't worried about it

'Cause I'm a lady

 

And I don't move like them (But I ain't worried about it)

I don't move like them (But I ain't worried about it)

I know I'm a gem

I ain't worried about it, I ain't worried about it

'Cause I'm a lady

 

'Cause I'm a lady

(Hey yeah, hey yeah)

I'mma, I'mma lady

All my girls, show them you're a lady

Tell the world, say that you're proud to be a lady

All my girls, show them you're a lady

Tell the world, say that you're proud to be a lady

 

“I think it’s nice and flows well together,” He replied after reading, “We had two weeks to work on this song, but finished in one day. Hear you a songwriter, you’re a good one.”

“Thanks. I auditioned with my own song.” She replied 

“I hope you get to write songs for your group once you debut. Since we finished early, we can start on creating the instrumental and beats,” He said. They began working. 

A month later

D.A.B debut with I'm a lady. It was a success. Everybody loved the song. They were interested in finding out who the two members were since they both were wearing masks that were identical. One member wore a black mask with white wavy lines around the eyes, cheeks, and mouth. The other wore a white mask with black wavy lines. Right now, they are having their debut stage. Bang Chan came to show them support. Sasha and him became good friends, which looks like it will become something more. He also met the other member, who had the same name as his sister, Hannah. He watched them as they came on stage and did their performance. He was amazed at how those masks don’t come off with all the movement in the choreography. 

10 months later 

Sasha and Bang Chan confessed to each other and Sasha revealed who she was to him. They started secretly dating, only Hannah knows since she was Sasha's best friend. They auditioned together and got to debut together. D.A.B, which we now know stands for Dangerous and Beautiful, released a mini album called power. It selled pretty well. Right now, Sasha and Bang Chan were on a date, which they just finished. They were about to get in the taxi car when they heard,

“Oh my god, is that Bang Chan?”

They turned around to see a few fans, who were taking pictures. Bang Chan and Sasha quickly got in the car and drove away, but it was too late. What does it means for their career? 



Notes:

I love Meghan Trainer and her songs. I used her song I'm a Lady, which she wrote for the Smurfs 2 movie. It fit what I was trying to go for with D.A.B.

Chapter 43: Yunho

Summary:

Here is another Yunho.

Chapter Text

In The Magic Chamber

Little Yejun, the Crown Prince of Korea was inside his mother’s magic chamber, which he wasn’t supposed to be in. He ran away from his butler and guards, who were probably looking for him like crazy. He was trying to find the portal that he heard his mother talk about with the councils. He was hoping it would take him to where his father, the King was since he had been gone on a mission for a week, and Yejun missed him. He found a portal that said Dimensions Portal. He stopped in front of it. He saw there were buttons next to it that said, Dimension 1, Dimension 2, Dimension 3, all the way to ten. He didn’t know what dimensions were, so he just pressed the first button. The portal started powering up. Yejun watched in amazement.

“Crown Prince!” He heard from behind. He turned around to see his butler at the entrance. Then, he quickly went into the portal, leaving his butler screaming,

“Noooo.”

The butler stood there in panic and thought, “ I need to tell the Queen.” He ran out of the room towards the meeting room, where she was having a meeting with councils. She told everyone not to interrupt, but this is an urgent matter. He opened the door and everyone stopped talking and looked at him.

“Minjae, I told everyone to not interrupt this meeting,” The Queen, Tiana said firmly. 

“I know your majesty, but it’s an urgent matter regarding the Crown Prince.” Minjae replied in a panic. Tiana stood up in a rush. 

“What about my son?’

“He went through the Dimensions Portal.”

“What! He wasn’t supposed to be in my magic chamber,” Tiana said, making her way to the door, “Meeting is adjourn for later. You are dismissed.” All the councils and ministers bowed at her, before she hurried out the door, rushing to her magic chamber with Minjae following behind. She rushed into her chamber, going towards the portal. 

“I will go and bring Yejun back,” She said to  Minjae as she pressed the Dimension 1. 

“But, your majesty, what do I do when people ask of you?”

“Tell them I went out to visit my parents,” She replied. Then, went through the portal

With Yejun

Yejun landed in an alleyway. He stepped out of the alley. As soon as he stepped out, people stopped and looked at him. Some were even taking pictures of him. He was wondering why they were looking at him weirdly. What he didn’t know was that they were looking at him because of the clothes he was wearing and he had a sword.

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*Clothes he was wearing, Pic not mine, credit to owner*

Yejun was fascinated by all the devices in people’s hands. He approached some to ask if they knew where his father was, but they kept stepping back. He frowned at that. 

I just want to be where my father is,” he whispered as he stomped his feet. As soon as he did that and said those words, he started to disappear, surprising everyone, including. Then, he reappeared inside what looked to be an auditorium. I didn’t know I could teleport like mother can, he thought excited, looking at his feet, but his excitement was interrupted by whispers. 

“Where did that kid come from?”

“Why is he dressed like a prince?”

“He kind of looks like Yunho oppa.”

“You're right, he does, but with a darker complex.” 

He looked up from his feet when he heard his dad’s name to see people around him. Then, he saw the person he was looking for, Yunho.

“Appa!” He shouted excitedly, running towards him, but was stopped by bodyguards. He looked up at them with a furious expression. 

“Move out of my way. Do you know who I am? I’m the crown prince of Corea. My mother and father are the king and queen,” he said firmly, but they still didn’t move. Then, he turned to look at Yunho. 

“Appa, do something,” he said. Yunho didn’t know what to do. His members looked at him, wondering when he had a child. He also didn’t know he had a child, he was only 23. The boy looked like he was six. It must have meant that he must have had him when he was 17, but he was a trainee then and didn’t date anyone. Yejun saw his father was looking confused like he didn’t know who he was. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by someone, who sounds like his mother’s voice calling his name,

“Yejun!”

With Queen Tiana

Tiana also landed in the same alleyway that Yejun landed. She also stepped out of the alley into the sidewalk. Like her son, she also got some stares and pictures taken. People were starting to wonder what was in the alleyway. People were also wondering why she was dressed like a queen. Tiana wasn’t going to dwell on them. She needed to find her son.

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*this is what she was wearing, pic not mine credit to the owner*

You look beautiful, ” an old lady said in English,coming up to her.

“Thank you,” she replied back in Korean with a smile, doing a courtesy, “Ajumma, have you seen a little boy in a black prince-like outfit with a sword?” Tiana asked the lady.  

“Ah, yes, but he just suddenly disappeared,” the old lady said in Korean once she realized Tiana could speak it, “Is he your son?”

“He must have gotten his teleportation power,” she thought.  

“Yes, he’s my son. Thank you,” she thanked the old lady, before teleporting to where her son was. She landed inside the auditorium. She looked around and spotted Yejun with bodyguards in front of him.  Oh no.

“Yejun!” She shouted his name. Yejun turned around to see his mother, who was running to him. She kneeled down in front and hugged him for a few seconds before letting him go. She looked to see if he had any injuries. 

“Eomma,” Yejun said. Tiana looked at him.

Why did you come here?” She asked him.

I came to find dad, which I did,” He answered, then, pointed to Yunho. Tiana looked at Yunho, who had a confused look on his face. She looked back at her son and signed.

“Sweetie, he’s not your dad. He looks like your dad, but he’s not your dad,” She said, but her son just gave her a confused look. 

Remember when I was telling you about the other worlds,” She said, her son nodded, “And how in each of those worlds, there’s one of you, one of your dad, and one of me.”

“There’s one of uncles too,” He added, pointing to the other members. 

Yes. you and me are in one of those worlds.”

“Oh, so that is dad of this world.”

“Yes, he didn’t had you yet. Your father is still in our world.”

“Oh, so, the portal I went through takes you to different worlds not to where dad is?”

“Yes. So why don’t we apologize to them for stopping their event,” She said as she turned him around to face the members. 

“I’m sorry, appa, i mean appa of this world,” Yejun apologized, bowing along with his mother.

“I’m sorry as well,” Tiana apologized as well, bowing with her son. 

“It’s fine, but can you explain what is going on?” Yunho replied. 

“Oh, right. You are confused. Well, there are many dimensions or worlds. And in each world, there are one of all of us. In each of those worlds, you and I are always together with different names in the other worlds, except mines and this world. My son and I are from one of those worlds, where Korea is still doing that monarchy with King and Queen and all. I’m the Queen, while Yejun is the Crown Prince. The you in that world is the King. Yejun came to find the you in our world, who was on a mission, but he went through the portal that take you to those different worlds. I’m the magic keeper of that portal in my world. And that’s how we are here,” Tiana explained, “Sorry, that’s a lot to take in.” The members had a shock face.

“Yunho is a king!” Wooyoung said, only getting that out of everything Tiana said, “What are we in your world?”

“Well, you guys are generals or soldiers and the King’s councils, who help him with all the decisions,” Tiana replied.

“Cool, are we always together in ever world?” Mingi asked.

“Yes, but in some of the worlds, you don’t have the samw names.” Tiana answered. 

“When you said magic keeper, do you mean you have magic?” Seonghwa asked.

“Yes,” Tiana replied and teleported Yejun and herself infront of them. The bodygaurds and staff were going to stop her, but she froze them. While the boys were being amazed, Yunho was busy staring at Tiana. How did I end up with a beauty like her? Tiana turned to him and smiled at him, before, her necklace started glowing.

“Oh, looks like we need to go, your father is looking for us,” Tiana said, turning to her son as she touch her necklace. 

“You guys leaving already,” Wooyoung said sadly.

“Yea, sorry.”

“Don’t worry, uncle Woo, we will visit again. Right, eomma?” Yejun asked.

“I don’t know, sweetie. You know how overprotective you father is. He wouldn’t allow it. ”

“Wait, Yunho, overprotective, I can see,” Wooyoung teased. 

“I can see you are still the same in this world, Wooyoung,” Tiana giggled. 

“Appa can come with us as well,”Yejun said. Tiana bendded down to her son level.

“Sweetie, your father as a country to run. He can’t take a vacation,” She replied. Then, her necklace started glowing again. 

“Gosh, Yunho, you so impatient,” Wooyoung  teased again. Seonghwa hit him since he was sitting next to him. 

“Yejun, we really need to go, before your father comes here to get us himself.”

“Okay, Can I give uncles and appa of this world a goodbye hug?”

“It’s up to them,” Tiana replied. Yejun and her turned to the boys. 

“Can I give you guys a hug?” Yejun asked them.

“Of course,” the boys said with a smile. So, Yejun around the long table and give each of the boys a hug, including Yunho. 

If eomma is ever mad at you, just call her my queen and give her kisses. Then, she won’t be mad anymore,” He whispered into his ‘father’s ear, before letting him go with a misfit smile and returning to his mother’s side. Yunho was shocked at first, before smiling and giving him a thumbs up. Tiana looked at him, then her son. He must have told him something about me, oh my little misfit. 

“Okay, ready to go now?” Tiana asked Yejun, who nodded and held his mother’s hand. 

“Wait, about the guards and staffs?” Hongjoong asked. 

“Don’t worry, as soon as I leave, they will be unfrozen. You and everyone else will forget whatever happened here as well, except Yunho. My powers or any time of magic don’t work on you,” Tiana explained. 

“What, I will forget never meeting my adorable nephew. I don’t want that,” Wooyoung complained. 

“I’m sorry, Woo, but in the bright, you will meet him again in the future when Yunho have him in this world,” She reipled, trying to cheer him up. 

“Wonderful, I can’t wait until that day,” Wooyoung said with smile. Seonghwa and Hongjoong shook their head. 

“Okay, now we really need to go, bye guys” Tiana said as she raised her hand that was not holding her son’s hand to snap her fingers.

“Wait!” Yunho shouted. She putted her hand down. 

“Yes, Yunho.”

“What’s your name?” he asked. He wanted to know her name in order to find the her in his world. Tiana smiled at him, knowing why he was asking for her name.

“My name is Tiana. And you will be meeting the me in this world pretty soon,” She answered with a smile. Then, snapped her fingers, making her ans Yejun disappear. As soon as, they disappeared the guards and staffs were unfrozen, looking confused as well as everyone else, except Yunho, who remembers everything. The fan meeting began.

Somewhere near the bathroom

A girl came out of the bathroom, rushing, making her way back to the fan meeting.

I hope I didn’t miss my turn,” She whispered to herself as she got in. She saw that her row was about to be called to line up, so she quickly went to her place, which she told her friend to hole for her. 

“Girl, you back. You almost missed your turn. What took you so long?” Her friend said to her. 

“Sorry, you know how my appa is,” She replied, rolling her eyes as she remembers how her father was during their phone call. 

“Yea, I know. Mr. Choi can be so overprotective,” her friend said back, giggling as they keep moving along with the line. Then, it was her turn. The first member she was meeting was Jongho. She talked with him and gave him the little gift she had for him. Then, she moved on to the next member until she got to the last member, which was Yunho. When Yunho saw her face, he was shocked. It’s her, Tiana. 

“Hi, Yunho. Are you okay?” She asked worriedly. Yunho snapped out of him and smiled at her.

“Yes, I’m okay. I was just mesmerized by your beauty,” He answered, flirty. 

“Thank you. You handsome as well,” She said, blushing. 

“What’s your name?” He asked as he signed her album. 

“Tiana,” She answered as he finished writing and closed the album.

“It was nice meeting you, Tiana,” He said with a smile as he handed her album back. Tiana took her album back, nodding and smiling at him. She got off the stage and started making her way back to her seat. As soon as she sat down, she opened her album and closed it right after. 

“Yunho just gave me his number,” she thought. She slowly opened her album again to see, xxx-xxx-xxxx, call me, beautiful. Then, she closed it again. She looked up at Yunho and saw him, looking at her. When they made eye contact, he smiled. She looked away from him, blushing. 

“What’s wrong with you, Tiana?” her friend asked her in concern as she sat down at her seat. 

“Minji, you don’t believe it, but Yunho just gave me his number,” She whispered to her. 

What!” Minji whispered back. Tiana opened her album a little to show her. Minji looked at it and grasped and looked at her in shock as Tiana closed the album. 

“Girl, you better invite me to your wedding,” Minji whispered. Tiana hit her giggling.

“And, you better introduce me to Mingi when you became official, so I can make my move on him,” She whispered again. Tiana shook her head at her crazy friend before they both looked back at the stage when Hongjoong started talking. They both saw Yunho, looking at Tiana, and winked at her when they made eye contact. 

“Did you see that? He winked at you,” Minji whispered as she shook Tiana. She giggled and continued to listen to whatever Hongjoong was saying.

With Queen Tiana and Yejun

Queen Tiana and Yejun stepped out of the portal to come face-to-face with Yunho. 

“Appa!” Yejun shouted excitedly, running to his dad, who picked him up.

“So, why are you guys coming out of the dimension portal?” He asked his queen, as he walked to her, giving her a kiss. They began walking out of the Magic Chamber.

“Well, Yejun missed you so much that he wanted to go where you were. He went through the dimension portal thinking it was a teleportation portal. I went to go get him since it can be dangerous in other dimensions,” Tiana explained.

“I meet the you in that world, but you weren’t the king there,” Yejun added excitedly. 

“Oh, yeah. What was I then?” Yunho asked. Yejun shrugged,

“I don’t know.”

“You were an idol or singer,” Tiana answered for her son.

“Yeah, that. You were a singer.”

“Oh, really,” Yunho said as servant s greeted them as they walked. Yejun nodded.

“He wasn’t cooler than me was he?”

“No! You way cooler, appa,” Yejun said as he wrapped his arms around his father's neck, placing his face into his neck. 

“I better be,” Yunho laughed. 

“You didn’t fall for him, did you?” He whispered to Tiana.

“Why would I? There’s nobody that can compare to you,” Tiana whispered back, giggling. Yunho wrapped the arm that wasn’t holding Yejun around her waist satisfy with her answer. 

“There better not be,” Yunho threaten jokingly as his family and him continued walking. 







Chapter 44: Jaehyun 3

Summary:

Here the last piece to the Jaehyun story about how they met. I will add two more stories that have written before going on a long break.

Chapter Text

Phoenix was on a mission in Seoul to find the two flesh eating monsters, called Chimnas disguised as humans, who were living in Seoul and kill them. She knows it would be hard to find them so she had to live in Seoul, which was difficult since she doesn’t know the language. She could do a language spell, but she doesn’t get them until she meets her other half. All Shilmas, which are warrior clans whose sole purpose was to kill Chimnas, have other halfs, mates, or Crenurs. Once Shilmas find their Crenurs, they get their full powers. There will be a spell that they can’t do with their Crenurs, which is the universe spell. This spell was used to kill s-class Chimnas, which are the hardest to kill if Shilmas don’t have their Crenurs with them. So, it was advise that Shilmas without their Crenurs stay away from s-class Chimnas. 

Right now, Phoenix was on her way to the store to buy some groceries. She was kind of lost, not knowing where the store was since she couldn’t read the map that was in Korean. She noticed two men following her, but ignored them, knowing they were the Chimnas that she was looking for. She couldn’t fight them in the daylight, while looking down at the map, she bumped into a guy. 

“Oh, minhae,” She apologized, hoping she said it right. She has been learning the basics. She looked up to see a handsome guy with a mask. 

“Wow, so handsome,” she thought, before remembering that she already has Crenurs, which she hopes to find pretty soon. 

“It’s okay, but are you okay? I see two guys following you,” He replied with a smile. She knew he was smiling since his eyes creased.

“Oh, he has beautiful eyes when he smiles, stop Phoenix,” she thought again. 

“Oh, you speak English, thank god, sorry that came out wrong,” she said back, “Two guys following me. Where? I didn’t notice.” She tried to look back, but he stopped.

“Don’t look. They will know that we know. Are you going somewhere? Let me walk you there?”

“Oh, yes, okay, I'm going to the Myeongdong Mart, hope I said it right,” she answered. 

“I know where that is, follow me,” he replied as they began walking, “I’m Jaehyun by the way.” Once he turned around, she saw a Phoenix symbol on the back of his neck. 

He’s my Crenur,” she thought, happy that she found him. 

“I’m Phoenix. Nice to meet you, Jaehyun.”

“You too, Phoenix. That’s a lovely name. Have you been living in Korea for a long time?”

“Thank you. No, I’m only living here for two months,” She replied. Jaehyun nodded.

“Here we are,” he said, signaling to the mart. 

“Thank you, Jaehyun,” she said, bowing a little, before walking into the store. She didn’t want to leave him since she just found him, but he may have somewhere to be. She will probably see him again. She didn’t get in the store before she was stopped by Jaehyun. She turned to him with a questioning expression.

“I will go with you. Those guys are still following,” he said as he noticed the two guys. She nodded. They both walked into the store. The two stalkers didn’t follow them. 

In the Market

Jaehyun was following Phoenix around the store, pushing the cart, while she put stuff into it. They looked like a couple. Phoenix was looking between two meat, trying to figure out which one wasn’t pork. She turned to him.

“Jaehyun, which one of these isn’t pork. I can’t tell,” she asked, showing him the two meats.

“That one on the right is chicken and that one on the left is pork,” He replied, pointing to each as he said them. Phoenix put the chicken in the cart and placed the pork back. Then, moved on to the vegetable isles with Jaehyun following behind. As she was looking at the vegetables, an old lady came up to them. Phoenix looked at her with a smile.

“Hi, your girlfriend is so pretty,” She said to them. Jaehyun was going to deny the girlfriend part, but Phoenix interrupted him

“Thank you,” Phoenix replied with a smile since she heard the word pretty.

“You’re welcome, where are you from?” The old lady asked her. Phoenix looked at Jaehyun, waiting for him to translate since she still didn’t have her pull powers even though she found her Crenur. She needs to have physical contact with Jaehyun to get her full powers.

“She asked where you are from?” He translated.

“California,” she replied. The old lady was about to ask something else, but her husband came and pulled her away.

“Minjoon, let them shop peacefully, I’m sorry,” the husband said, pulling her away. Phoenix looked at Jaehyun, giggling as she went back to pointing vegetables. After picking more stuff up, she was ready to check out. They went there loading the things for the cashier to ring. 

That would be 190,000 won,” the cashier said. Phoenix pulled her wallet out, started counting the money.

“He’s really going to let his wife pay. What’s a douche bag?”

“Men nowadays.”

Jaehyun heard what the people were saying, so he pulled his card out and handed it to the cashier, who took it.

“Jaehyun, you don’t have to pay for it,” Phoenix said, as stopped counting. 

“I want to,” he replied as he took his card back, putting it away. 

“Thank you. Here take this,” she said, handing him the money she was going to use to pay for the groceries.

“No, keep that and use it for something else,” he replied, pushing her hand back as he grabbed the bagged groceries, “Come on, let’s go.” As soon as he touched her hand, she felt a sudden wave of power in her. Jaehyun also felt his Phoenix birthmark tingling, but ignored it.

Finally,” she thought as she quickly followed him. When they stepped outside, they noticed the two men waiting outside. 

“I will walk you home,” Jaehyun said. She nodded. After 30 minutes of walking, they got to her apartment, and she opened the door for Jaehyun. She led him to the kitchen, where he sat the bags down. The two Chimnas stopped following her once they found out where she lives. 

“Thanks again, Jaehyun,” Phoenix said, getting a drink out of the fridge for him, handing it to him, which he took. When they touched each other, he felt his Phoenix symbol tingling again. He started to wonder what the meaning of it was. His mother used to tell him it was a soulmate mark. He believed her when he was young, but he grew out of it as he got older. It was also a coincidence that her name was Phoenix. He wanted to ask her about it but chose not to. They walked to the door as he opened it, stepping outside.

“I will see you around,” he said.

“You too, bye, Jaehyun,” she replied. She was about to close the door, but he stopped it with his foot.

“Yes.”

“I was wondering if I could have your phone?” He asked hesitantly, hoping she would say yes.

“Of course, you can,” she replied, raising her hand for his phone. He took his phone out of his pocket and handed it to her. She quickly typed her number and called herself and saved her number in his phone as Phoenix, before handing the phone back. He took it and placed it back in pocket. 

“Goodbye now, Jaehyun,” she said.

“Bye,” he replied, before waking away as she closed the door with a happy smile. 

~Timeskip to nighttime~

Phoenix was out, walking, leading the two Chimnas, who were currently following her. She was leading them to an alleyway. Jaehyun, who seems to be out and about in the middle of the night since he got a gut feeling he needed to be out, saw them and followed them. Once she led them to the alleyway, she showed them who she was. She summoned her sword. She created a barrier on the entrance, blocking them from getting out and anyone who looked through it would see an empty alleyway.

“Oh, you are Shilma. It would be an honor killing you,” One Chimna said as they showed their true forms. They charged at her. She dodged one and hit the other one with her sword, making him hiss and step away. She feels the other approaching her from behind her and stepping aside. She hit him with her sword, which knocked him down for a while, while he was down, she would deal with the other. The other was down since he got it hit one time. 

“He must be a level D Chimna. The weakest one. He will be easy to deal with,” she thought. She raised her sword and brought it down in his chest, making him scream in pain. She watched him disappear. 

“Watch out!” She heard what sounded like Jaehyun’s voice. She turned around to see Jaehyun, who was inside the barrier. She also saw the last Chimnas change direction and was heading towards him. 

No,” she thought, before knocking it out with a spell. 

“This one is an s-class Chimna, I can only kill it with the universe spell,” she thought again as she ran towards Jaehyun. 

With Jaehyun 

Jaehyun followed them towards the alleyway. He saw Phoenix fighting these two inhumane like creatures with a sword. She killed one. He saw that the other was charging towards while she was not looking, so he walked through the barrier, which he didn’t even know there was one.

“Watch out!” He shouted, which got Phoenix’s attention, but it also got the creature’s attention, making it charge towards him instead. He started stepping back, but Phoenix knocked it out. She ran towards him.

“Are you okay?” She asked him.

“Yea,” he relied. They heard a groan, signaling the Chimna was waking up.

“Jaehyun, I need your help in killing it,” she said.

“Okay, what do I need to do?” He asked. 

“Just follow my lead and what I do,” she said as she got on her knees. Jaehyun did the same, she told him to do it in front of her. 

“Hold my hands and when I move your head to the side, you need to do the same,” she instructed, easing her hands in front of her. He nodded and held her hands and she intertwined their fingers. She started saying the universe spell, which can only be done with Crenurs. A beam of light started forming around them, going up to the sky. She moved her head to the side, Jaehyun following suit. Phoenix put their heads together. The Chimna saw what was happening once he woke up. He started charging at them, but it was too late as Phoenix raised their locked hands towards and finished saying the last words of the spell. A beam of light came from their hand, going towards the Chimna, hitting it in the chest. He screamed in pain as he slowly disappeared. Once he completely disappeared, the beams of light disappeared around Jaehyun and Phoenix. She released his hands and moved away from up. She stood up, Jaehyun following suit. 

“Thank you,” she said. Jaehyun nodded.

“Can you tell me what just happened?”

“Okay, so I'm a Shilma, which is like a warrior. I was on a mission here in Korea to kill those creatures, called Chimnas, who also were the two men that were following me. Chimnas sucked the life force out of people, which is their source of life, without doing that they will die. These two were living here and killing the people of Seoul. One was easy to kill, but the one you helped me kill was a s-class one. Those can only be killed with the universe spell, which was the spell you helped with. That spell can only be done with Crenurs, which is what Shilmas’ soulmates are called. So, in other words, you were my Crenur, which is why you have that Phoenix’s symbol on the back of your neck,” She explained, “Hopefully, you got all that. Do you need me to clarify anything?” Jaehyun let all of that sink in.

So, my mother was right about that symbol being a soulmate mark,” he thought. Phoenix waited for him. 

“Okay, I got it. This makes it easier to ask you out on a date,” he smiled at her. She smiled happily.

“Of course, I would go on a date with you, just text me when. Since my mission is done, I will be leaving Seoul,” she replied.

“Oh, how are you going to get here?” He asked.

“With magic, of course,” she answered as her watch on her wrist beeped, “I got to go now.”

“Okay, bye, Phoenix.”

“Bye, Jaehyun. Thanks for everything,” she replied, kissing on the cheek, before disappearing. Jaehyun touched his cheek and smiled, before making his way back to the dorms.

“Now, I need to hide this from the company,” he thought as he kept walking. 






Chapter 45: Bright, Vachirawit Chivaaree

Summary:

Here’s another Bright story. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Bright was in the club, sitting on a fancy couch, minding his business with his friends sitting with him and his men standing next him. Then, suddenly a drunk guy came to their table. His men were going to grab him, but he signaled not to.

“You! You are the one my girlfriend broke up with me for. You are going to pay!” He shouted, drunkenly. He started, making his move towards him. His men started to move too, but a pair of shoes hit the drunk guy on the head. They looked behind him to see a girl approaching angrily. She grabbed the guy by the ear, making him shout in pain.

“What are you doing, you idiot? He doesn’t even know your girlfriend. She just likes him!” She shouted at him. She turned to Bright with an apology look.

“I’m sorry about him, mister. He had too much to drink,” she apologized, before turning back to her friend, “Apologize, right now.” The guy looked at them.

“I’m sorry, mister,” he apologized as the girl put her shoes back on. Then, he was pulled away by the girl, who was still angry at him.

“I can’t go away with you, come on, we're going home,” she said to him as she continued to pull him towards the exit. 

“Wow, what a woman,” one of his friends said as the other nodded in agreement. Bright didn’t say anything, just kept looking in their direction. His friends saw him looking and looked at each other with a knowing smile. 

“You like her don’t you,” the same friend said to him. He ignored him and went back to his drink. His friends shook their heads at his silence.

~Timeskip~

A girl was at the side of the ride, calling for a taxi, but instead of a taxi a black car stopped in front of her. She stepped away from it. She wasn’t getting kidnapped today. The back window rolled down, and she saw that it was the handsome man from the club that her friend embarrassed them in front of. 

“Hi, do you need a ride?” He said, a smile. He saw the she was hesitant.

“It’s going to be a couple of hours before any taxi stop. Besides I won’t harm you, just want to give you a ride,” he added.  

He seems like a nice guy,” she thought as she stepped forward. The man opened the door as he slid to the other side. She got in and closed the door.

“If I end up actually getting kidnapped, I can only blame it on myself,” She thought again as she sat awkwardly in the car. 

“Where to miss?” The driver asked her. 

“Oh, xxxx xx xxxxxx,” she replied. The driver nodded and typed her address in the gps. He began driving. It was silent for awhile, before the man doesn’t to break the ice.

“What’s your name? I’m Bright Chivaaree,” the handsome man, now known as Bright asked.

“Should I tell him my name? He told me his. It’s only right. I will just say my first name,” she thought.

“I’m Eliana,” she answered. 

“Nice to meet you, Eliana.”

“You too, Mr. Chivaaree,” she said. Bright didn’t like her calling him by that, only the people who work for him called him that, and she doesn’t work for him.

“You can just call me Bright,” he replied.

“No, I don’t know you that well to call you by a first name basis,” she said back.

“Oh, why did I say that? Why am I being mean to him? He has been nothing but nice,” she scolded herself. 

“Okay, whatever works for you,” Bright said with a smile, liking her feistyness. 

“We are here, miss,” the driver said, interrupting their conversations. Bright handed her his business card.

“Call me, I would love to get to know you, so we can be on that first name basis,” he said to her with a smile. She looked at the card and finally at him and was starstruck by his smile.

Wow, so beautiful,” she thought. She took the card with a slight smile, before getting out of the car. 

“Thanks for the ride, Mr. Chivaaree,” she said. Bright nodded as she closed the car door. Bright watched her walk inside her apartment building through the window. 

“I think I found the one,” he whispered.

A day later

Eliana was running away from these men that were chasing her since she sabotaged their kidnapping plans. They were hot on her trial. She was getting tired, but didn’t stop. As she was running, she bumped into a man, knocking him down with her following. She quickly wrapped her left hand under his head to prevent it from smacking on the cement.

“Ow,” she said in pain as her hand hit the ground along with the man’s head hitting it.

“I’m sorry, are you okay?” She asked in concern even though she was in pain as she looked down at the man, only to see Bright, “Oh, Mr. Chivaaree.” She sat up as he was sitting up, making her slide down to his lap. She moved her left hand away from his head. Her hand was bruised, but no bone was broken.

“Eliana, I’m fine, but are you?” He answered as he rubbed his head a little, before taking her hand in his to inspect it for the damage that was done to it. Eliana blushed when he took her hands in his. 

“I'm okay. It’s just bruised a little, which will heal,” she replied, moving her hand back, “How’s your head?” 

“It’s fine, your hand reduced the impact,” he said back as she nodded, “Why were you running anyways?”

“Oh, these men were chasing me because I stopped them from kidnapping this little girl,” she explained. Bright looked behind her and saw the men, who were scared when they saw that she knew Sole. They got more scared when Bright gave them a harsh glare, making them run away. Eliana saw his expression and looked behind her to see the men that were chasing her run away. She turned back to him to see his expression softened, looking at her. 

“I will take care of them. In the meantime, you never called,” he said as he put his hand on her hips. Once he did that, she realized the position they were in, people watching them. She blushed, before quickly getting off of them, making his hand drop from her hips. She held her left hand out for him to take, forgetting that it was injured. He got up without taking her hand. She frowned when he didn’t.

“Did you forget about your injuries?” He asked, making her expression change into realization. 

“I was about to call you but got busy,” she replied to his first statement. 

“Then, if you’re not busy right now, would you like to join me on an outing?” He asked and held his hand out for her. 

“I would love to,” she replied, placing her right hand in his. They began walking to their destination. 

“Guess Mr. Chivaaree is taken and not a bachelor anymore.”

“He could do so much better than her,” they heard a group of girls whisper as they walked away. Bright squeezed her hand in comfort, which he didn’t need to since people's opinions don’t affect her.

Bitch, your jealousy is showing. Plus with an attitude like that, he wouldn’t date you,” she said, stopping to look at them, laughing, “And if you’re going to talk about someone, you should learn how to whisper properly.” Then, she pulled Bright’s hand and began walking again, while those girls were flustered. 

“Yup, most definitely found the one,” he thought as he smirked. 









Chapter 46: Lee Soohyuk

Summary:

A double update! A Lee Soohyuk’s story again. I told y’all that you would be seeing more of him, I just love him so much.

If you see random letters within the text, it was my kitten, he was all over my laptop. I could type properly. I couldn’t catch all of them. So I apologize.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Alena, a half human, half vampire was standing in front of the Lord of her vampire clan. She was considered the weak link in the clan due to not wanting to drink blood from humans or animals. She bites herself and drinks her own blood when she is bloodthirsty. She can eat human food, but that alone wasn’t enough to keep herself alive, which is why she drinks her own blood. This action can only work for so long. She loves her clan even though she and her mother have never been treated well because she was half breed and her mother loved a human. The treatment got worse when her mother died, but did she die or was she killed? The clan didn’t want her in the clan. They wanted to get rid of her, but they can’t kill members of their own clan. They decided to use vampire hunters to get rid of her, which is why she was standing in front of the Lord, but poor Alena didn’t know that. 

“Alena, we need you to go with Taeyong, Jaehyun, Johnny to help them found this blue plant that will help care Haechan,” Lord Lee said to her, knowing very well that they don’t need that plant since they already have a penalty of it. Also, where those plants grow has lots of Vampire Hunters traps. It is where hunters trap vampires and kill them. Poor Alena doesn’t know that since she was never educated. 

“Of course, Lord Lee. Anything to help Haechan,” Alena replied with a smile, not knowing that she was being ask to go to her death. She was happy she was going with Taeyong, Jaehyun, and Johnny because she likes them since they play with her. They play pranks on her, some dangerous ones as well, but she believes that how families play with each other and show their love. Since she went to the human world to visit one night and saw a boy playing a prank on his little sister. They laugh after, which is what Taeyong, Jaehyun, and Johnny do. What Alena doesnt’ know is that there is a difference between pranks and bullying. What Taeyong, Jaehyun, and Johnny were doing was bullying. 

They left the castle and went into the forest. Alena was walking ahead of the boys, looking around for the blue plant. She finally found the blue plants.

“Find it!” She shouted, walking towards them, not realizing that they stopped, and she was walking towards a trap. As soon as she stepped a few feet from the plants, she got caught in a net. She couldn’t get out of it since she didn’t have any vampire powers like the rest of her clan do. She started to panic.

“Taeyong, Jaehyun, Johnny, help me!,”Alena shouted for help, looking at them. They just looked at her, smiling.

“Help you, we want you gone,” Taeyong laughed. Alena was shocked. 

“That’s why we brought you here. We don’t need those plants, we already have some,” Johnny added.

“Why?” Alena cried, tears running down her cheeks.

“Because you are half breed, we don’t want a weakling half breed in our clan. You don’t drink animal or human blood, but your own. See, you are even crying human tears instead of blood tears,” Jaehyun answered.

“Did you also get rid of my mom like this?” Alena asked, still crying. She was realizing what her mother meant in the letter she left her when she died about finding out the reason she died. 

“What do you think?” Taeyong answered. 

“We should go before hunters show up,” Jaehyun said and they left Alena, using their super speed.. What they didn’t know was that a hunter was already there, and he heard everything. He was feeling sorry for Alena. He made himself known after they left. Alena looked up when she heard footsteps. She saw a man, which she assumed was a hunter. She panicked even more. 

“Please, don’t kill me,” She pleaded to the handsome hunter as he came closer with a knife. She closed her eyes when he raised the knife. She waited for the pain, but it never came instead she felt arms around her.  She opened her eyes and looked to see the hunter had cut the net from the top since the knife was stuck in the tree. He had caught her. He set her on her feet and took the net off of her. 

“You’re not killing me?” She asked, confused.

“No, I’m not,” the hunter said.

“Why?” She asked, tilting her head. Cute, the hunter thought.

“Because you don’t harm and drink from humans. I only killed those who did. You are free to go,” He answered. Alena nodded happily, but then frowned.

“I have nowhere to go. I can’t go back, they will just try to get rid of me again. I can’t go to the human world, they will kill me once they find out I’m a vampire,” she said to herself, looking down, “ Maybe I can live in a forest in a cave, but my clan or hunter will find me and kill me. What should I do?”

“You can live with me,” the hunter suggested. What am I doing? Am I crazy? She may be half human, but she is still a vampire. Alena looked at him.

“Are you sure? But I’m a vampire.”

“Yea, but I have spare you. You are more human than a vampire,” the hunter said with a smile. So pretty, Alena thought. 

“Thank you,” Alena thanked. The hunter nodded.

“Let’s go,” He said, turning around and making his way out of the forest. Alena followed and walked side by side with him.

“I’m Alena by the way,” She introduced.

“Nice to meet you Alena. I’m Soohyuk,” the hunter, now known as Soohyuk, replied. They got to his place which was next to a forest and got it.

“You have a lovely home,” Alena said, trying to start a conversation with him.

“Thank you, let me show you where you will be staying. If you can follow me” Soohyuk said, walking away as Alena quickly followed while looking around in amazement. She didn’t realize that Soohyuk stopped walking, making her bump into him.

“Oops, sorry,” she apologized.

“This is your bedroom,” he said, ignoring her apology, she stepped from behind him and looked around the room, amazed.

“This is all mine?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, I never had a beautiful bedroom. I always slept inside the cold, dark, dirty basement back home. Are you sure I can stay here? I don’t want to dirty your bed with my dirty clothes,” She said as she walked to the bed and pressed, “Oh, it's so soft.” Soohyuk frowned when heard where she used to sleep. 

“Poor thing,” he thought.

“Yes, you can stay here. You can even wear the clothes in the closet,” he replied as she started walking towards the closet to look at the clothes. 

“These are so pretty. I never had pretty clothes, these are the only pieces of clothing that I own. I can really wear everything in here. It looks like these belong to someone. I don’t want to wear someone’s clothes without their permission,” She said, still looking through the clothes, stopping at a flowery sundress, pulling it out to look at it closer. 

“I’m going to kill all of them when I get my hands on them,” he thought when he kept hearing about everything bad that happened to her. 

“Yes, you can wear whatever you want there. The person those belong to no longer lives here,”he replied, sadly as he watched her put the dress, that was his little sister favorute dress, up on her body to see how it would look. Then, she looked up in concern at him when she heard his sad tone.

“Oh, did something happen to them?” She asked in concern, walking to him and stood in front of him. He smiled at her.

“Yes. She is gone from this world and in a better place,” He answered with a smile, trying not to ruin her happiness, knowing she doesn’t have that much. 

“They are always in our hearts and they are watching us from above,” She replied in comfort with a smiled. Soohyuk nodded. “She so sweet.” 

“Why don’t you take a bath and change. There’s a bathroom connected to your room, which is right there. I will go prepare a meal for you,” He said, pointing to the door across from the bed. 

“Thank you,” She said. He nodded and left the room, closing the door after him. After an hour, Alena came down wearing the sundress, walking into the kitchen.

“Good, you-” He started to say, turning around, but stopped mid sentence. 

“Wow, gorgeous,” he thought. Alena was shy under his glance as she looked down, moving her hair behind her ears, blushing. Soohyuk stopped googling her and smiled at her shyness.

“Come sit and eat,” he said, gesturing to the chair across him as he sat down on his. Alena walked to the chair and sat down. 

“Wait, you can eat human food, right? I didn’t ask?” He asked. Alena nodded, and they began eating in silence, which was not awkward. 

~Timeskip: a year~

Through the year, Alena and Soohyuk started liking each other and started dating. Right now, they were watching a movie, cuddling when Alena moved away from him. He signed as he saw her bite herself and suck her own blood. She has been doing that a lot lately since her hunger is getting out of control. She needs blood, her own is not enough for her anymore. He couldn’t watch her suffer anymore.

“Drink my blood,” he said. She shook her head no.

“It’s okay, I'd rather you get my blood, before your hunger becomes to the point where you go hunting or worse, die,” he continued, moving towards her with a reassuring smile. He pulled her towards him and guided her mouth to his neck. He rubbed her head to assure her. He felt her mouth open and fangs piercing through his skin. It hurted at first, but it was fine after. He can hear her gulp his blood. After a few minutes, he started to feel dizzy, so he tapped her back, signaling for her to stop. She did as soon as he tapped her. She retracted her fangs and licked his wound to heal it. It was the only vampire ability she had. She moved back.

“Are you okay?” She asked in concern, touching his face. He smiled at her, raising his hand to wipe the blood off the corner of her lips.

“I’m fine. You can always just my blood when the hunger becomes too much, okay,” he replied, caressing her left cheek. She nodded and smiled, before pecking him on the lips and hugging him, which he returned. 

“Mama, I’m finally happy,” she thought as she let go of the hug and cuddling Soohyuk as they continued watching the movie. 



Notes:

P.s. someone give my man a leading role.

Chapter 47: Yunho

Summary:

Here’s another Yunho one. Enjoy!!!!

Chapter Text

Jemma was walking to her aunt’s bakery when she saw a motorcycle parked outside. She loved motorcycles ever since her aunt’s husband had a bike shop and showed her everything. She started walking around it, admiring and touching it. She was so amazed by the bike that she didn’t noticed that the owner was behind her. He didn’t say anything, just watched her. It was like love at first sight for him. He felt this connection towards her. 

“She’s a beauty, isn’t she?” He finally said, making Jemma jump. She turned around to see a very handsome guy in a leather jacket. 

“Yes, she is. Is she your bike?” 

“Yes.”

“Oh, I’m sorry for touching it,” she apologized.

“Don’t be. I’ll let a beauty like you touch her anytime,” he flirted as she blushed, “I’m Yunho.” He raised his hand to her.

“I’m Jemma,” she said, shaking his hand, before letting it go. Yunho was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jemma’s aunt.

“Jemma, please come inside,” her aunt said from the door of the bakery.

“I will see you whenever, Yunho,” Jemma said, by making her way to her aunt and going inside. Her aunt gave Yunho a sharp look before going inside as well. 

“She sure doesn’t like me, but that won’t stop me from making her mine,” he said, smirking as he got on his bike and drove away. 

Three years later

Jemma and Yunho have been dating for three years now. He sure did make her his. Her aunt did come around to liking him and approving of their relationship. His father didn’t like their relationship though. His father doesn’t like her because she is human, and he didn’t like humans. They were werewolves and his father wanted his mate to be a werewolf, but only the moon goddess can decide who’s going to be his mate. He will know who’s his mate when he turns 18, which is in a week. What does Jemma think about all of this? Well, she doesn’t know he’s a werewolf. He hasn’t told her about his world. 

“Mom, what am I going to do if she’s not my mate,” Yunho complained to his mother.

“Sweetie, don’t worry. Who knows maybe the moon goddess might make Jemma your mate,” his mother assured him.

“But human never been a mate to a werewolf ever.”

“Who knows you and her may be the first,” the mother replied, “By the way, you need to tell her about our world.” 

“I know. I’m going to do it today.”

~A few hours later~

Jemma and Yunho were sitting in a karaoke room, when he decided to bring it up.

“Jemma, I have something to tell you,” Yunho said. Jemma set the remote down and turned towards him.

“Okay, what?” She asked, smiling. Yunho took a deep breath.

“I’m a werewolf. My whole family is one. I know I should have told you this sooner. I’m sorry,” he said. The smile on Jemma dropped.

“Does that mean you need to leave me once you find your mate?” She asked, sadly. She wasn’t mad at him for not telling her sooner since understood why. She also didn’t care that he was a werewolf. 

“Sadly, yes,” He answered, sadly, “You are not mad?”

“Okay,” she replied, “No, I’m not mad. I understand why you didn’t tell me. This is probably why your father doesn’t like me. Also, I don’t care if you are a werewolf.”

“I will always love you,” he said, hugging her tight. She returned the hug.

“I will always love you too. When do you get to know who’s your mate?”

“A week from now on my birthday.”

“Okay then, I want to spend that whole week with you as your girlfriend before I let you go. Can you do that for me?” she said, tears forming in her eyes. Yunho felt tears on his shirt, making him tighten the hug as he rubbed her back in comfort.

“Yes of course, I can,” he replied as he let go of the hug. He wiped her tears, 

“Please stop crying. We will still hangout as friends.” 

She nodded and stopped crying, before kissing him, which he returned. After a few minutes, they let go, smiling at each other. They began their karaoke, but what they both don’t know was that Jemma was a werewolf as well, an omega one at that. Her aunt, who’s human and her ran away from that world when she was young. When she turned 13, she got her heat. She thought her heat was a sickness and her aunt fed her more lies because Jemma’s mother told her to keep her away from their world. Since then she has been feeding Jemma heat suppressants and scent blockers, telling them they will keep her sickness at bay. This blocked her scent and prevented her heat, but for a month she has not been taking the suppressants and scent blockers without her aunt knowing. She didn’t want to take them anymore since her illness was gone, but she will soon find out that she made the right choice.

A week later

It was Yunho’s birthday, and Jemma came to the party even though she will be sad and probably leave crying, but she never once missed his birthday. She was currently at the food table after placing her present at the present table, eating while everyone waited for Yunho to come downstairs. He eventually came downstairs. Everyone, except Jemma, whose back was facing him, could see him stop and his eyes turned red. He probably smelt his mate. He looked around, trying to find the scent of his mate. He spotted his girlfriend at the food table. The scent was coming towards her. No one could smell it but him. He was so happy that his girlfriend ended up being his mate. He always had a feeling that she was going to be his mate, but he didn’t want to dwell on that feeling. He walked towards her as everyone was shocked that a human was his mate. His father was furious, but he couldn't go against the moon goddess.

Yunho hugged Jemma, which startled her, making her drop the food she was holding. All she heard was,

Mate.”

She was shocked. She turned around to face him with a smile. She was happy that she didn’t have to let him go, but when she made eye contact with his father, who had an angry expression, her smile dropped. She pushed him away. 

“No, you must be mistaken,” she said.

“Baby, the moon goddess never makes a mistake,” he replied, trying to take a step towards her, but she shook her head as backed up, her back hitting the table. She started to feel her sickness show up. Everyone could smell the scent of an omega in heat and was more shocked that it was coming from the human. Yunho looked at her shocked and even more shocked when he saw her take out what looks like heat suppressants. She was about to open it to take some when Yunho snatched it from her. She looked at him surprised.

“Yunnie, please give it back. I need it,” she said, weakly. 

“No! Why are you taking these?” He growled in anger at her. She flinched, but he ignored that. 

“I need it for my sickness. It stops and prevents it,” she explained weakly. Yunho was about to reply, but Jemma fainted, and he caught her before she could hit the ground. Her heat was strong and too much since she didn’t have one in years after her first one. He picked her up and started walking to his room with their pack doctor following after his father signaled for them to follow. His father and his mother followed behind as well after he told his second in command to send everyone home since the party was over. Yunho set her on his bed and stepped back for the doctor to check her. After an hour of examining her, the doctor looked at them with a not happy expression.

“She fainted due to her heat being too strong since she suppressed it for so long. She shouldn’t be taking suppressants. They could cause harm to her body such as infertility, ability to smell scents and second gender. She needs to stop taking it immediately to not further the damage. Since she only was likely to take them for five years, there was damage done to her ability to smell scents and second gender. I will prescribe her medication to restore those, but she please make sure she takes them everyday and doesn’t take any more suppressants. Yunho, you may need to help her through it to reduce the pain. Also, you may need to explain to her what’s happening since someone must have been feeding her lies,” the doctor explained.

“Thank you, Yixing,” his father said. Doctor, now known as Yixing, nodded and stepped out of the room. Yunho sat down on the bed next to her, holding her hand and caressing it, which helped with the pain as her pained face reduced. His mother sat on the other side.

“Who do you think was making her take those and telling her lies?” The mother asked sadly as caressed her head.

“It was probably her aunt since she wasn’t a fan of being her boyfriend. It's like she knew who I was,” Yunho answered. His parents nodded.

“Minjoon, now you don’t have to worry about Yunho being mated to a human,” his mother said to his father, who just nodded. His mother and him looked at his face to see a worried expression. They smiled knowingly at each other. They always knew that he cared about Jemma like a daughter even when she was human. He just doesn’t like to show it though. His mother went to him and held his hand.

“Minjoon, she will be fine. Don’t worry,” his mother assured him. 

“I know. I just can’t imagine the pain she went through,” he replied. 

“Now that she is here with us, we can help fit that,” she said back. Minjoon nodded. 

“Yunho, we will leave you to take care of her. We will be back when her heat is reduced to talk about the situation,” Minjoon said to his son, who nodded. His wife and him left the room. Yunho waited for her to wake up. After 30 minutes of waiting, Yunho saw her open her eyes. 

“Jemma,” he whispered. She turned to him with a pained expression.

“Yunnie, it hurts,” she said back, painly.

“I know it does, baby. I will help you, okay,” he assured her, to which she nodded. He started to kiss her, which she returned as she started to feel the pain easing a little. After a few seconds, he went down to her neck, kissing and biting, making her moan as he slowly started to take off her clothes. 

A few days later

Jemma’s heat finished early due to Yunho helping. Now they were cuddling, Jemma sitting inside of his arms, on the bed with clothes on of course, while she ate since she didn’t eat anything during her heat. Then, they heard a knock on the door.

“Come in,” Yunho said. They opened the door to reveal his parents. He could feel Jemma tense up when she sees his father and smell her distress. She must be thinking that he came to argue about being his mate. He released some pheromones to comfort her, which helped a little. His mother sat on the bed, while his father stood. 

“Hi, Jemma, how are you feeling, sweetie?” His mother said.

“I feel good now. Thanks to Yunho. I didn’t know all I needed to do was have sex to get rid of my illness,” Jemma replied with a smile as she took a slip of her drink after finishing her food.

“That’s good, but here's the thing sweetie, the illness is not an illness,” his mother said. Jemma looked at her confused.

“What do you mean?” She asked confused, sitting her drink down, giving mama Jeong her full divided attention.

“What you went through is a heat, and you will go through it a few times a year. This indicates that you're a werewolf, an omega one, only omegas get heat,” Mama Jeong explained. 

“So my aunt has been telling me lies?” She said, more like questioned. 

“That may be right,” Mama Jeong as she takes her hand, “But that’s okay, now you are part of the family as the new Luna of the pack.” Jemma smiled, but got confused when she heard Luna.

“Luna?” 

“Oh, yes. Since you’re Yunho’s mate, you will help him lead the pack. Alpha and Luna are leaders of a pack. They kept the pack in order. Since I’m the current Luna, I will be teaching you more about your role,” Mama Jeong explained. Jemma nodded, giving Papa Jeong a nervous look. Papa Jeong saw that and gave a smile. 

“Don’t worry, I’m happy that you’re his mate. You will keep him in line,” Papa Jeong said, still smiling, coming to stand closer to the bed next to his wife. He even released happy pheromones. Jemma smiled at him, happy that he accepted her. 

Thanks, dad,” Yunho said through his mind link.

“No problem. She is perfect for you whether she is human or werewolf. I was blinded by my old ways,” his father replied. 

“We will leave you two to your cuddle time,” Mama Jeong said, pulling Papa Jeong out the door. As soon as they left, Jemma turned around in Yunho’s arm to look at them.

“I’m so happy that I don’t have to let you go,” she said happily as she put her arms around his neck to hug. He returned the hug. 

“Thank you, Moon Goddess,” Yunho thought as he tightened the hug and kiss Jemma’s head. 





Chapter 48: Mile, Phakphum Romsaithong and Apo, Nattawin Wattanagitiphat

Summary:

Y’all know I had to do these two. If you don’t know who they are, they are from Kinnporsche the series.
One more story before I go on a long hiatus.
Double update again! Enjoy!!!!

Notes:

Within this story, you will found out what my name means:)

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

 Amaia and Aleah, sisters one year apart, were inside the back of a van, traveling to Thailand with two men they didn't know. They were kidnapped by these men, while they were walking back home from work. They got them on a flight to Thailand, so that's where they are now. Their kidnappers stopped at a gas station to get gas. 

“I have to use the bathroom,” Amaia, the oldest, said, rubbing her legs together to get them to understand since they don’t speak English. 

“I will take you to the bathroom, but no funny business or your sister gets it,” one of them said, pointing to her sister and doing a slice movement across his neck. Amaia nodded and she got out of the car and followed the kidnapper, while the other put gas in the car. Amaia went inside the bathroom while he waited outside. She saw that another lady was using the bathroom, but she left her bag on the counter, open. Amaia saw that she had sleeping pills in the bag. She slowly went to the bag and put the pills in her pocket and went into a stall. She opened and dumped the pills on the floor and crashed with her feet. Then, she scooped back into the bottle in her pocket. She used the bathroom quickly. She came out and saw the lady washing her hands as she did the same. The lady smiled and nodded at her. She smiled back a little. She wanted to ask for help but was worried about her little sister's safety.

“Are you okay?” The lady asked, as she noticed the Bruises on her arms. Amaia was about to answer, but was interrupted by shouting outside the door.

“Hey, what’s taking you so long,” the kidnapper shouted. Amaia flinched, she quickly dried her hands, smiling weakly at the lady before stepping out the door. The kidnapper grabbed her arm harshly, which the lady saw. They left the station with the lady following quickly behind them. The kidnapper told Amaia to get in and they drove off. The lady quickly took a picture of their license plate. She knew that girl and the other one she saw in the car needed help. She quickly called the police and told them about it.

~Timeskip to Nighttime~

Amaia and Aleah were sitting on the floor in the kidnappers’ house, while the said kidnappers were watching tv. 

“Hey, you,” one of them said, pointing to Amaia, “ Get us so water.” He did a drinking movement with his hand. Amaia got up and went into the kitchen. She got cups and poured half of the crashed piles in and the rest into the other. Then, she filled them up with water. She waited for the powder to dissolve. 

“What’s taking you so long!” One kidnapper shouted. She quickly took the cups to them, hoping they wouldn't notice anything, which they didn’t. She went back to sit with her sister as she watched them drink the whole thing. She knew it would take some time for the drug to take effect.

An hour later

The kidnappers started to fall asleep. Once they fallen asleep, Amaia took all the money from their wallets.

“What’s going on?” Aleah, the youngest asked as her sister grabbed her hand and made a run out of the house. 

“What does it look like, we are escaping? I drugged them,” Amaia answered as they continued to run. They didn't know where they were going, but they needed to get as far away from the house as possible. As they were running, they bumped into two men, which separated their hands. The girls were going to fall, but the two men caught them before they did. Amaia and Aleah looked up into the men’s eyes and saw red glowing eyes. They quickly got out of their hold. They stepped back in fear. Amaia stood in front of her sister in a protection stand.

With the boys

Mile and Apo were walking back to their car from the bar they were at. They were goofing around with each other when two girls bumped into each of them. They caught them before they fell. 

Mate! Kinn, Mile’s wolf shouted.

“Mate! Porsche. Apo’s wolf shouted. Mile and Apo were shocked and happy to finally find their mate. They looked at the girls and saw fear in their eyes. It was probably due to their red glowing eyes, which happens when they are in the presence of their mates. The girls quickly got of their hold. They saw them stepped back in fear. One of the girls stood in front of the other in a protection stand. They can see that they went through something and were probably escaping by the bruises on their arms.

It’s okay, we won’t hurt you,” Apo said in Thai. When they saw the fear still there with confusion, a hint of shock mixed in. For the shock part, only Aleah had that expression. Mile spoke in English, thinking they probably didn’t understand Thai.

“It’s okay, we won’t hurt you,” Mile said with a gentle smile. He saw that she had a shock, before she shook her head. She was probably realizing that his voice was the man in her head for the past years. 

“Why does he sound like the man’s voice that I've been hearing in my head since I turned 13?” She thought. She ignored that for now, thinking it’s just a coincidence. 

“Yeah, sure you won’t with your red glowing eyes,” Amaia replied, still standing in front of her sister. 

“Yes, I know our eyes are glowing red, but we promise we are harmless. We just want to help,” Mile said back. Amaia was still suspicious of them.

“Amaia, what if they are werewolves and we are their mates. I read that werewolves' eyes glow when they are in the presence of their mates. Also, the first one that spoke first’s voice sounds like the man that I have been hearing in my head for the past 11 years’s voice,” Aleah whispered to her sister, but with Mile and Apo’s super enhanced hearing, they heard it. 

“Aleah, this is not one of your werewolf book and that must just be a coincidence,” Amaia whispered back. Aleah pouted. 

“So cute,” Apo thought, Porsche humming in agreement.

“Should we just tell them?” Apo asked through their mind-link. 

“Yeah, your mate will believe it, but mine probably won’t,” Mile replied. 

“Communicate with her through your mind,” Apo suggested.

“Your sister is right. We are werewolves and you are my mate and your sister is my friend’s mate. I’m the voice you've been hearing in your head for the past years,” Mile said Amaia through his mind. Amaia looked at him with widened eyes. 

“You are right. We are werewolves and you are my mate and your sister is my friend’s mate. I’m the voice you've been hearing in your head for the past years,” Apo said to Aleah through his mind. Aleah looked at him from her sister’s back with a little shocked expression. She tagged on her sister's arm, making her look at her.

“See I told you,” She whispered. Amaia looked back at Mile. 

“Okay, we believe you,” She finally said, making Mile and Apo smile. Aleah smiled at Apo from behind her sister, stepping to stand next to her.

“Are you guys okay? It looked like you were running away from something. Are you guys in danger?” Mile asked them in concern.

“No, actually we were kidnapped from our home in New York. I’m assuming that we are in Thailand. We are running away from our kidnappers,” Amaia answered. 

“What!” Mile and Apo growled in anger, their getting more redder if that even possible. Amaia and Aleah stepped back in fear. When the boys saw that they scared their mates, they fixed their anger. 

“Come with us. We will take you somewhere safer,” Mile said gently with a smile, raising his hand for her to take. Apo stood next to Mile doing the same to Aleah. Aleah didn’t hesitate to take his hand with a smile, but Amaia was hesitant to take Mike’s hand. Aleah rolled her eyes at her sister. She never allows herself to be happy once. She always turned down every guy that asked her out. She always thinks Aleah deserves all the happiness since she’s the youngest. It’s her responsibility to prove that to her. 

“Amaia, take his hand. You deserve to be happy for once. Mama always says usiruhusu furaha kuteleza kati ya vidole vyako (don’t let happiness slip between your fingers ),” Aleah whispered to her, saying that last part in their native language, Swahili. Amaia looked at her sister, who smiled and nodded at her. Amaia turned to look at Mile, who was still smiling. She slowly placed her hand in his. He gently grasped it. Mile and Apo continue walking to the car, taking the girls with them. Apo and Aleah were walking ahead of Mile and Amaia. Amaia looked down at their intertwined hands and smiled. She gently squeezed her hand, hoping Mile didn’t feel it. Oh, Mile did feel that, but didn’t say anything. He also was looking at her and saw the whole scene. He squeezed back, making her look at him. He smiled at her. She turned away, blushing a little. She looked at her sister, who was swinging Apo and her intertwined hands, talking happily with him. 

“Can we finally be happy?” She asked herself in her head. 

“You can, I’ll make sure of it,” Mile replied to her in her mind. She looked at him, but he was looking forward, smiling. 

Mama huna wasiwasi tena, binti zako hatimaye wanafurahi(Mama you don’t have to worry anymore, your daughters are finally happy),” She thought, looking up at the sky with a smile as she began to swing her and Mike’s hands. 





Notes:

Human trafficking is one of the largest criminal businesses. So, please be careful out there. Make sure to be aware of your surroundings at all time. Never go to dessert places or suspicious places alone. Also, look in your backseat when getting in the your car to make sure unknown person is not in there. Only open your open the driver’s door if you are alone. Don’t take anything suspicious off your windshield such as money, just leave it. A couple of bills is not worth your life. Take care and be safe, it’s a dangerous world we live in.

P.s. if you didn’t find any hint to my name meaning. It was daughter, my name means daughter. Before no one ask, I don’t speak Swahili.

Chapter 49: Yunho

Summary:

Sike, triple update today:) it’s another Yunho. Makes you wonder if he’s my bias, which he is, one of my biases. This is the last story I will be publishing. I will be going on a long hiatus. Since I was gone for a month and will be gone for who knows how long. I wanted you guys to have all the six stories have written. Enjoy!!!!

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“Blessing, isn’t that your boyfriend, Yunho?” Someone said, pointing to an abandoned building across the street. Blessing looked to where her friend was pointing to see her boyfriend of six months, Yunho and his friends acting suspiciously like they were on a mission, wearing all black.

“Yea, but why is he acting suspicious?” Blessing replied as she watched him and his friends go inside the building, “I got to go. I will see you later.” She locked the cafe, started making her way to the other side of the street.

“Nope, I’m coming with you,” her friend said, following her.

“No, Miracle, it could be dangerous,” Blessing disagreed as she stopped.

“Nope, We are dying together. You’re not going to leave me in this world alone,” Miracle replied as she pulled Blessing’s hands as they crossed the street to the abandoned building that Yunho and his friends walked inside. They stopped at the entrance. They looked at each other and nodded before entering the building. They walked around a little bit before they saw Yunho, a couple of his friends, having a gun down with these men. They wondered where the other friends were. They hid behind this beaten up car and watched. 

“Who are you?” A rival man asked. 

“You should know who I am?” Yunho replied with an expression that Blessing never saw on him. 

“Boss, he’s Moon, the Mafia boss around this territory,” another man said, a little nervous. The show called the boss' eyes widened before he fitted his expression. 

“Now that you know who I am. You know should be doing any deals in my territory,” Yunho said with a scary expression that Blessing never seen on him. 

“Mafia? Is this really my soft puppy-like boyfriend?” She asked herself.

“Mafia? Did you know your boo was a mafia?” Miracle whispered to her.

“No I didn’t. This is the first time knowing,” she whispered back, before they felt a presence behind them. They turned around to see two of the bad guys, who grabbed them.

“Boss, look what I found?” One said. Everyone turned to look, and Yunho's eyes widened, seeing his girlfriend.

 “ Blessing, what’s she doing here?” He thought. The man holding Blessing saw his change in expression and how he was looking at Blessing.

“I think this one is important to him,” he said, holding a gun to her head. Yunho was panicking, now pointing his gun at the man holding a gun to his girlfriend’s head. 

“Sweetheart, who is he to you?” The man asked Blessing, knowing Yunho wouldn't answer if he asked him. When Blessing didn’t answer him, he pushed the gun more on her head, making her panic.

“He’s my boyfriend!” She shouted in panic and fear, tears started to fall from her eyes, which was breaking Yunho’s heart since he never liked to see her cry. Boss turned back to Yunho smirking. 

“Well, now why do you put the guns and let us finish our deals or your girlfriend gets it,” the boss said, smirking. Yunho's grip on his gun tightened before he put his gun down and signaled his men to do so as well. 

“Wonderful-” the boss started to say before the man that was holding Miracle dropped dead. The shooting began. Blessing stepped on the man that was holding her feet hard, making him let her go. 

“You bitch,” he said, was about to shoot her, but he was hit on the head, making him drop dead. Blessing looked up to see Miracle holding a metal pole. 

“You’re the bitch,” Miracle said, dropping the pole, before wiping her hands. She ran towards Blessing.

“Are you okay?” She asked her. 

“Yea, how about you?” Blessing answered. 

“I’m fine.” Miracle replied. 

“Blessing,” someone said behind her. Blessing turned around. 

“Yunho,” she said, running to him, but she didn’t get far before she was shot by the man that Miracle hit, who apparently wasn’t dead. The man was shot by one of Yunho’s friends. 

“No!” Yunho shouted, running to Blessing. He put her on his lap. 

“No, no, no stay with me, baby,” he said, crying for the second time in his life. The first was when his parents were killed. Miracle coming to next to them with tears falling down her face. 

“Yunho… a-always… r-remem-ber ..  I.. l-l-love you, “Blessing grasped out weakly before dropping dead. 

“Noooooooooo!”Yunho shouted, shaking her, but it was no use she was gone. His happiness after his parents’ death was gone. 

 

Notes:

I finally written a happily never after. I’m proud of myself. This will probably be the only one I will never write😆 because it was hard doing this one.

I will see you guys whenever. Be safe and take care. Bye!!!!

Chapter 50: Niklaus Mikaelson

Summary:

I’m back from hiatus. I won’t be updating like before this going to have slow updates such as once a month due writing another story as well and my job. Anyways, here’s Klaus Mikaelson(the originals) one. Enjoy!!

Notes:

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Chapter Text

“To break the hybrid curse, you need to sacrifice a werewolf, vampire, and a doppelgänger in three magic circles with a witch casting the spell of your mother backwards. Not just any witch can do that spell, it has to be the oldest living Claymore witch. Claymore witches are the only one that can do that spell. Your mother must have been trained by a Claymore witch,” Vincent Griffith explained as continued looking at the book, “while the spell is being cast, all the sacrifices are made, and before the spell is finished, you need to drink the blood of your mate until the spell is finished. After all that is done, your curse should be lifted.” He was talking about  the hybrid curse. It is a curse that limits one’s abilities as a hybrid. Due to the curse, one can’t turn into a werewolf. They can’t possess the unique traits of a true hybrid such as transforming at will, day walking, using their werewolf bite, curing the werewolf bite. 

Vincent was explaining this to the one and only Klaus Mikaelson, who had this curse placed on him by his own mother to hide his werewolf side from her husband. She didn’t want her husband to know that Klaus wasn’t his son. He was the son of a werewolf that she cheated on with. 

“Mate?” Klaus asked as remembers the vampires don’t have mates. 

“All werewolves have mates since you are one, you have one,” Vincent answered as he closed the book of everything, which was trusted to him to keep safe by Claymores, who are the original owners of the book. 

“How would I find this so-called mate?”Klaus asked. He doesn't care about mates, he just wanted to break this curse to have his full powers to be able to fight off his so-called father, Mikael, who was hunting him down.

“Werewolves are able to smell their mate since your werewolf side was blocked by the curse, you aren’t able to find your mate by their smell.”

“Then, how do I find them?” Klaus asked, he was getting frustrated since Vincent wasn’t telling him answers he wanted. 

“I can do a spell that connects a red string between you two, which only you could see,” Vincent suggested, he didn’t want to help Klaus really, but Klaus helped him out one time. He’s doing this to replay him. 

“Why aren’t you doing it then?” Klaus said annoyed. Vincent ignored him and began doing the spell.  After the spell, Klaus saw a red string tied to his pinky and the end disappeared out the door, before he couldn’t see it anymore

“Why can’t I see it now?”

“You will only be able to see it when you're in close proximity to your mate.”

“Okay, now, where can I find the oldest living Claymore witch?”

“Salem, the witch town” Vincent said and warned, “They may not welcome you there.”

“I will make them welcome me,” Klaus said, smirking before vamping out of the room. 

“Those witches are not like the ones in News Orleans. He's not going to get within one meter into the town, before being stopped. Well, not my problem,” Vincent said to himself. He started doing what he was originally doing, before Klaus interrupted him. 

A week later 

Klaus was making his way to Salem. He already captured the werewolf, vampire, and the doppelgänger, which was Katherine that was going to be sacrificed. He still didn’t find his so-called mate. He couldn’t still see the red string. After driving for hours, he made it to the town. He parked his car and got out. He looked at the town, seeing witches everywhere, young ones and old ones. He saw how everyone stopped doing what they were doing and looking at him. He only took three steps, before he was stopped by a group of witches. 

“You’re not welcome here, Mikaelson,” one male witch said. 

“I’m just looking for someone. Once I find them, I will be out of your hair,” Klaus replied croaky. 

“We know what you do to people you are looking for. It’s not going to happen here,” That same witch said back, before Klaus started feeling extreme pain in his head, making him drop to the floor, holding his head with a pained expression. He could handle one witch doing that, but six witches doing that all at once is painful. After a few minutes, the pain stopped. He looked up to see a girl standing in front of him.

“Stop,” she ordered the witches. 

“Tamara, don’t you know who that is?,” the male witch said.

“I do,” Tamara replied.

“Then, you know he’s a dangerous man,” the male witch informed, “He can’t be trusted.”

“Trex, you know we don’t attack people who haven’t done any harm yet. Besides, I don’t sense any bad intentions for him,” Tamara said, “I suggest you leave this man alone, before the madam finds out.” 

“Fine, just know that I warned you. Let’s go guys,” Trex said back, before walking with his group. Tamara turned around to Klaus with a worried expression.

“Are you okay, sir?” She asked him. Klaus looked at her and saw a red string tied to her pinky and followed it to his own pinky. 

“She’s my mate,” he thought 

“Sir?” He heard from her again, he looked back up at her and smiled.

“I’m fine, love,” he answered. He saw her blush at the love part, making him smile more.  He got up from the floor. 

“Are you looking for someone? Vampires usually don’t come here,” she replied. 

“Yes I am, I’m looking for the oldest living witch.”

“Oh, Madam Claymore. Can I ask why you are looking for her?”

“Let’s say I’m in need of help, which she can only provide.”

“Okay, then. If you could follow, I will take you to her,” She said before, walking away hoping Klaus was following her. After walking for a few seconds, she turned around to check on him, only to see he was stopped by a group of curious children. She smiled and walked back to save him. As she got closer, she could here,

“Are you really a vampire?”

“Can you show us your fangs?”

“Do you have any powers?”

“Children, leave the poor man alone. He’s here on a mission. He will answer your questions later,” Tamara interrupted.

“Aww,” the children whined, but they let him go. Tamara grabbed his arm, but as soon as she touched him, she felt a shock go through her body. She immediately let him go. 

“What’s wrong?” Klaus asked with a hint of worry. And he said I could care less about mates, but that’s care right there. 

“Nothing,” she lied, “Let’s go see the Madam.” She walked away. Klaus knew she was lying, but let it go and followed behind her. They got to a house. Tamara opened and walked inside. Klaus couldn’t follow her since he wasn’t invited in, so the door closed on his face. Vampires couldn’t get inside any homes without being invited in by the owner. Tamara looked back when she heard the door as soon as she walked in to see Klaus not behind her. She opened the door again to see him just standing there. 

“Oops, sorry I forgot. You may come inside,” She said guilty. Klaus walked inside.

“No worries, love,” he replied with a smile. She closed the door. Then, she walked to a door and knocked. 

“Grandma, someone is here to see you,” she said. 

Grandma, she is also a Claymore,” Klaus thought. 

“Come in,” they heard from the inside. Tamara opened the door and walked inside with Klaus following. He saw a lady standing near the window, looking out.

“Klaus Mikaelson,I was waiting for your arrival,” the lady said, turning around. Klaus saw that she didn’t look as old as he thought she would, but she only looks to be in her 30s.

“You knew I was coming,” Klaus said.

“Yes,” She replied, gesturing to him to take a seat on the couch, which he did. Tamara turned to leave, but was stopped by her Grandma. 

“You take a seat as well, Mara,” Grandma Claymore said to her granddaughter. Tamara took a seat next to Klaus, making sure to leave some distances between, not wanting to be shocked again. 

“You grew into a fine gentleman,” Grandma Claymore said to Klaus. 

“I knew your mother and met you and your siblings a couple of times. I trained your mother on the hybrid curse, which I’m assuming is what you are here about,” Grandma Claymore continued once she saw the confusion on his face. She was immortal, the only immortal witch to exist, which is why she looked to be in her 30s since she stopped aging then. 

“You’re the reason why I’m like this,” he replied angrily, his eyes turning their vampire color. Tamara touched him, her eyes flashed, she was calming him down, which she was unaware of. Tamara was feeling all sorts of shocks through her body, but ignored it. She was not going to let him harm her grandmother. Once he felt Tamara, he calmed down. Klaus looked at her and saw her flashed eyes, before they went back to normal once she let go of him. She was shaking a little, which concerned Klaus. Grandma Claymore saw all of this and smiled knowingly. 

“I’m sorry for your stuffings. I didn’t think your mother could have had the curse on you for so long. I will help you break the curse to fix my wrongdoing,” Grandma Claymore said, drawing Klaus' attention back to her. 

“Wonderful,” Klaus said back.

“Do you have everything you need to break the curse?”

“Yes, I just need one more person on board.”

“Your mate?” She asked, looking at Tamara, who was looking at her hand that touched Klaus, wondering why she keeps getting shocks, “She will help you once she finds out what she is to you.” Klaus saw that she was looking at Tamara when she said all that. 

“You know she’s my mate?” He asked, making Tamara look up at them confused.

“Yes, I can see the red string,” Grandma Claymore replied, before turning to Tamara, “Mara, I bet you’re wondering why you get shocks everytime you touch Klaus, right?” Tamara nodded.

“Well, you’re his mate,” Grandma Claymore continued. Tamara looked at Klaus shocked. Her grandmother always told her she was a special witch that was a mate to a supernatural creature.

“Knowing this and the curse-” Grandma Claymore didn’t even get to finish, before Tamara interrupted.

“Of course, I will help you,” she said, making Klaus smile, before he saw her frown, “But I just hope the sacrifices are not innocent people.”

“Don’t worry, love. They are nowhere near innocent,” Klaus assured her. Tamara signed in relief. 

“She will also be able to help you with your father,” Klaus heard inside his head and looked to Grandma Claymore, who nodded at him with a smile.

~Timeskip~

Near a clearance inside the woods, Grandma Claymore set up the fire magic circles  needed to break the curse. Klaus was dragging Katherine to the circle, the vampire following since he was compelled by Klaus. The werewolf was weakened by wolfsbane and was dragged by Tamara with magic of course. She’s not that strong to use her hands. They place each in one magic circle. Then, Tamara stood at the center where the circles were overlapping. Grandma Claymore started the spell,

Δυνάμεις υβρίδιος αληθές του υπερβαίνουν και από την πλευρά του λυκάνθρωπου αποκρύπτει σε αυτόν τον άνθρωπο, αυτήν την κατάρα τοποθετώ.”

Klaus waited a few minutes until the fire started growing stronger before going around killing each of the victims, starting with the werewolf, vampire, last Katherine. He pulled their hearts out and squeezed them until they exploded. When he got to Katherine, she was pleading to him not to kill her, 

“Please, don’t kill me.”

Klaus just looked at her, before smirking and pulling her heart out and squeezed it until it exploded. Tamara closed her eyes since she didn’t want to see the grimace murder. Then, she felt hands on her face, making her open her eyes to see Klaus smiling at her, which she returned. 

“Are you ready?” He asked her. She nodded.

“I need words, love.”

“Yes, I am,” She said. Then, Klaus bites her neck, drinking her blood. He took small slips since he was worried about draining her as he listened for when Grandma Claymore finishes the spell. As he was drinking Tamara’s blood, he felt some chains breaking within his body. 

“Αναθέτω αυτήν την κατάρα σε αυτόν τον άνθρωπο για να κρύψω την οπτάνθρωπή του πλευρά και να υπερβώ τις αληθινές του υβριδικές δυνάμεις.”  Grandma Claymore said, finishing the spell. Once he heard Grandma Claymore finish the spell, he let go of Tamara, licking her wounds to heal so she wouldn't bleed out. He felt the last chain break. Then, he felt his bone breaking as he stepped away from her. Tamara looked at him and saw his eyes turned yellow with black rings, before she fainted. She didn’t get to see Klaus turned into a big black wolf. Once Klaus turned, he walked back to his mate and nudged her with his head. He was worried that he took too much. 

“She will be okay. She just fainted from blood lost,” Grandma Claymore said, walking towards them, which was a bad idea. Klaus turned around and growled at her, standing in front of his fainted mate in a protective stand. Grandma Claymore stopped walking and raised her hands to show she doesn’t mean harm. She was happy her granddaughter was in safe hands. 

“Klaus, I don’t mean harm. I just want to bring back home, so she can rest comfortably,” She continued. Klaus let his guard down and let her come closer. She lifted Tamara with a levitation spell. 

“Do you have a place in mind?” She asked Klaus, who nodded. Then, she did a teleportation spell, touching Klaus, so they could teleport to the place he had in mind, which looked like his bedroom. She placed Tamara on the bed and pulled the cover over her. Klaus got on the bed too, laying down next to her. 

“She will probably wake up in a day or two. You on the other hand will transform back in a week,” She explained to Klaus, who nodded. After a day, Tamara started waking up and sat up fast when she remembered the ritual. 

“Welcome back to the land of the living,” she heard from her left. She turned to see her grandmother. 

“Grandma, the ritual and Klaus?” She asked, then she felt a nudge on her right and turned to see a big black wolf. She flinched, before realizing it was Klaus by his eyes. She raised her hand and gave him some pats.

“It worked,” she said as she continued to give Klaus pats. 

“Yes, he will be in his wolf form for a week,” Grandma Claymore replied. Tamara nodded before her stomach growled. 

“You must be hungry, let’s go, eat,” Grandma Claymore said, getting from the chair. Tamara and Klaus got up from the bed. As soon as Tamara took a step her leg left jelly, she was falling, but Klaus stopped her fall by standing in front of her. She grabbed a hold of his fur and he helped her walk since he came up to her waist, that’s how big he was. They got downstairs to see people looking at them. 

“Oh, right, everyone meet my granddaughter, Tamara,” Grandma Claymore introduced, “Tamara meet Elijah, Rebekah, Kol, and Freya Mikaelson.” 

“Nice to meet you,” Tamara said.

“You too, Tamara,” All the Mikaelson siblings said. 

“Come join us for dinner,” Elijah said, gesturing to the table. Tamara walked to a seat with the help of Klaus. She sat down as Klaus sat down next to her chair. The Mikaelson siblings saw this and were shocked. They never saw Klaus care for someone. They were wondering what Tamara was to him. They began eating. Tamara would feed Klaus some meat once in a while. 

“Tamara, our brother wouldn’t be able to answer this question for us, but maybe you can,” Elijah said as Tamara nodded for him to continue, “What are you to my brother?”

“Oh, I’m his mate,” She answered with a smile. They now understood why Klaus cared for her. Kol, who was sitting on Tamara’s right, tried to pat Klaus who was sitting between them on the floor. He almost had his hand bitten off if it wasn’t for Tamara stopping him with a scold. 

“She may be the one to change his ways,” The Mikaelson siblings thought as they saw the scene in front of them. 

“I would’ve thought I would see the day my brother would be scolded by someone and feel guilty,” Kol teased, smirking. Klaus growled at him. Kol raised his hands in surrender. Everyone laughed and continued eating. 

A week later 

Klaus finally transformed back, and wore the clothes Tamara had for him. They were in the woods doing god know what, but that doesn’t matter right now. They were facing Mikael, the father. Klaus pushed his mate behind him. 

“Klaus, Klaus, who’s that behind you? You seem very protective of her,” Mikael said. 

“No one you need to know,” Klaus replied and charged at his father. Tamara watched them fight worried for Klaus since Mikael had the wooden stake carved from the white oak tree. She also had two in her hair that held her bun together. She didn’t want to interfere unless it was necessary. She saw Mikael throw Klaus against a tree and Klaus had a hard time getting up, which may be due to transforming back. No wonder Mikael decided to attack when he transformed back. Mikael was walking towards Klaus with the wooden stake. Tamara panicked and did the spell that harms a vampire’s mind. Mikael groaned and dropped the stake. He turned to her and vamped towards her, but she froze his movement and raised him up. She pulled the two wooden stakes from her hair with one hand as the other was holding Mikael up. She pulled Mikael towards her. 

“Time for you to return to where you belong,” She said, before stabbing with the two stakes in the heart. She still held him up, so he didn't try to take the stake out. She pushed the stakes more into him and watched as he turned into ashes. The only thing that was left in his place was the two stakes that she was holding. Then, she rushed to Klaus and helped him up.

“Are you okay?” She asked worriedly, but all Klaus did was hug her, which she returned. He almost had a heart attack when he saw his father rushing to her. He let go of the hug and kissed her, which she returned.

“Thank you,” He said once he released their kiss.

“I will do anything for you,” She replied with a smile. Klaus smiled back and put their forehead together. 

Notes:

I made Katherine the sacrifice instead of Elena. I wanted to make her the sacrifice, but decided against for Stephen case.

Chapter 51: Ateez

Summary:

Had this typed for weeks. I didn’t want to post it cause I’m unhappy about the way it turned out at the end, just didn’t know how to end it. I will decided to just post it maybe you guys will like it.

Notes:

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“San, are you taking my hoodies?” Seonghwa asked. He was missing three hoodies. The other members are missing hoodies as well. They decided to ask each other when a third one went missing. 

“No, I’m missing three of my hoodies too,” San answered. The others also said they were missing hoodies as well. 

“Do you think a sasaeng come into our dorm?” Yunho asked. 

“I don’t know, but we will tell management about it in the morning,” Hongjoong said. The other nodded as they went their separate ways to do their nightly routine. Someone they couldn't see was panicking when they heard management. 

Next Morning 

The next morning seonghwa woke up to make breakfast, but it was already prepared, shocking him. He saw a note on the table and went up to read it. 

We’re sorry for taking your hoodies. They were just so cozy and comfortable and they smelt really nice. Please don’t tell management. We won’t take any more. We promise. Please enjoy the breakfast we made as an apology. We promise it’s not poison. 

                              Love, Meows  

He couldn’t understand everything since it was English, so he decided to wait for Hongjoong or San. He taste some of the food to test if it was poison, putting himself in harm's way for his members, glaring I wasn’t poison. 

He went to wake everyone up. One by one the others were walking into the kitchen.

“Oh, we are having American breakfast,” Mingi said as he sat down and started putting food on his plate. Once everyone was seated, Seonghwa decided to mention the note.

“I actually didn’t make breakfast this morning. It was already made,” He said, making the others drop their food. 

“What! Why didn’t you say anything before we started eating? We could’ve been poisoned,” Hongjoong scolded.

“It’s not, I ate some before I had you eat it and I’m fine.”

“What if it was hyung. You could have died,” Wooyoung said. The others nodded in agreement.

“I know. They left this note. I couldn’t understand everything since it was in English,” Seonghwa said, handing the note to Hongjoong. Hongjoong read the note,

“It says we’re sorry for taking your hoodies. They were just so cozy and comfortable and they smelt really nice. Please don’t tell management. We won’t take any more. We promise. Please enjoy the breakfast we made as an apology. We promise it’s not poison. Love, Meows.”

“‘We’ as if there's more than one,” Yunho said. 

“And what’s with the name Meows?” Yeosang asked. 

“I don’t know, I think it’s cute,” Wooyoung said.

“Thank you,” someone said before they covered their mouth while the others gave them a look. They mouthed sorry. 

“Who was that?” Wooyoung said

“What if it’s the Meows? They are back.  Are they hiding within our dorm?” Yunho asked.

“Okay, we need to call manager-nim,” Hongjoong said, taking his phone out. Someone interrupted before he could call anyone.

“No, please don’t,” someone said from outside the kitchen. The boys turned around to see eight girls with cat ears and tails. They appeared to be wearing the so-called missing hoodies. The one that spoke stepped forward into the kitchen. The others followed her. 

We don’t mean any harm. We just wanted pieces of clothing that smelt like our mates,” she explained. 

Mates?” Hongjoong asked. The girl nodded along with the other girls behind her. 

Yea, mates are soulmates, it means that our soul was split at birth, from the moment we’re both born, our fates were intertwined. All the pain you feel I feel and vice versa. All the scars you guys have are mostly from us being clumsy and getting hurt vice versa,” She explained, “So, that first ear hole on your ear was from me getting a needle stuck in my ear. All creatures like us have one. They can be other creatures or humans.” She pointed to her right ear that an earring was in.  

“What did she say?” Yunho asked 

“She said ‘they don’t mean harm. They just wanted pieces of clothing that smelt like our mates. I’m assuming we are their mates. She explained mates as soulmates, meaning that our souls were split at birth. From the moment we’re born, our fates are intertwined. All the pain we feel they feel and vice versa. All the scars we have are mostly from them being clumsy and getting hurt vice versa. All creatures like them have mates. They can be other creatures or humans,” Hongjoong translated in Korean. 

“Ask them which one of them has an ankle problem?” Wooyoung said. He wanted to know which one he was a mate to. He has a feeling who it is since he was wearing his hoodie. He smiled at her when she looked at him, making her blush and look away while her ears moved into a shy position. 

“Cute,” He thought.

“Ask them why they need clothes of ours?” Seonghwa said. 

“Ask them what they are?” Mingi said.

My members have some questions if you don’t mind answering,” Hongjoong said.

Ask away.”

Which one of you has an ankle problem?”

I do,” The girl with Wooyoung’s hoodie answered, raising her hand. Hongjoong nodded at Wooyoung, which he understood. 

I was right, she’s the one I’m mate to,” He thought.

Next question: what are you guys?.

We are what you called shapeshifters. We can turn into a cat. We can also become a human with cat ears and tail, which are called Nekos. That is what we are now.”

“To answer your question, Mingi, they are called shapeshifters. They can turn into a full cat and also become a human with cat ears and tails, which are called Nekos,” Hongjoong translated. 

“So, they are Nekos. Their cat ears and tails are so cute,” San said. The others agreed as they watched the girls’ ears twitching and tails swinging back and forth.

Do you have any other questions?”

Yea, why do you need clothes of ours?”

That’s because a week in every month, we become feral and out of control due to our bodies going through changes. This is kind of like what human females go through every month, but we just don’t bleed. We need the clothings of our mate to get calm and stop us from going feral. The smell of our mate calms us down,” She explained. 

“They need our clothes to stop from going feral every month for a week due to the changes their bodies are going through. The smell of their mates calms them down,” Hongjoong translated. The boys nodded in understanding.

“So, when they are menstruating, they go berserk. Good to know. I’ll make sure I’m not around them during that time,” Wooyoung said. Seonghwa hit him on the back of the head, making some of the girls giggle. Wooyoung smiled at them. 

“Wait, we don’t know their names,” Mingi stated.

What are your names?”

Oh, silly us. We didn’t introduce ourselves,” She said. She stepped away from the others that were hiding behind her.

I’m Luna, mate to Hongjoong,” the girl that been talking introduced and gestured for the other to do the same.

I’m Aurora, mate to Seonghwa.”

I’m Mia, mate to Wooyoung.”

I’m Stella, mate to Yeosang.”

I’m Hazel, mate to Yunho.”

I’m Ruby, mate to San.”

I’m Delilah, mate to Mingi.”

And I’m Maya, mate to Jongho,” Maya introduced, looking at Jongho shyly. Jongho smiled at her, which she returned with a shy smile. She looked to be the youngest. Hongjoong didn’t need to translate since the boys kind of grasped what was said since they heard names and their own names from the girls. 

Nice to meet you guys. You already know our names,” Hongjoong greeted back, “You guys can keep our hoodies. No need to worry. Thanks for the food.” They look good in their hoodies anyways.

You’re welcome,” Luna replied with a smile.

Wooyoung, wants to see you guys in your cat form,” Hongjoong finally said as Wooyoung kept nudging him. 

Of course,” Luna said back. Then, all of them transform into a cat, leaving behind their clothes. They stepped out of the clothing. 

“Oh my, they are so cute,” Wooyoung said as the girls walked up to their rightful mates and circled around their legs. The boys had no option but to pick them up. The girls licked their faces as the guys laughed.

“Can we keep them?” San asked as he gave Ruby some scratches under her chin, making her purr loudly. 

Meow,” the girls meowed in agreement, making the boys giggle.

“They even agree,” Wooyoung laughed. 

“They are not pets-” Hongjoong started and looked down at Luna, who gave him the big cute eyes. 

“Fine,” He signed, giving in. Like she understood him, she licked him. 

You have to be invisible like you were when manager-nims and others show up.”

Meows,” the girls replied. The boys placed the girls back down. The girls started to transform back, making the boys turn around since when they turn back, they will be naked. The girls quickly wore their dresses and the guys’ hoodies.

You can turn around now,” Luna said. The boys turned around. 

Please, enjoy your breakfast, which is probably cold now. We need to leave now,” Luna said sadly. 

Where are you going?” Hongjoong asked, slightly sad. 

Don’t worry, we will be back. We just need to take care of something,” She promised. They need to tell their mother of the exciting news. Hongjoong nodded. 

“What’s going on?” Seonghwa asked. He noticed the sad tone in their voices.

“They need to leave to take care of something, but will be back,” Hongjoong translated. 

“Bye,” The boy said. The girls waved, before they disappeared. 









Notes:

By the way, the girls’ names are the same as the first Ateez story I did. Starting from now when I do the whole group one. The girls will have the same name. I’m lazy to search eight different new names.

Chapter 52: Hongjoong, Seonghwa, San aka Demon line

Summary:

Here’s one of Ateez’s demon line. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

In Heaven 

Thalia, Pearl, and Mercy were standing in front of the divine herself. They were called in for a meeting with her. They were panicking inside, wondering what they did wrong. 

“Thalia, Pearl, and Mercy. You were called upon for an important mission,” She started.

“What mission? Sir,” Thalia asked since she was the oldest among the three. 

“To save a human on the edge of collapse. You are to befriend him, show him the good things in life, and prevent him from committing suicide,” She answered.

“Okay, sir,” all three of them said.

“Hell may be sending three of their best demons to stop this from happening. You must not let that happen,” She continued.

“Yes, sir,” they replied.

“You are dismissed,” She said. Thalia, Pearl, and Mercy left the room. They left the gate of heaven. They looked down to see the human world. 

“You ready for this, girls,” Thalia said. 

“Yea,” Mercy said.

“Let’s do this,” Pearl said. Then, they spread their wings and flew down towards the human world. 

In Hell

Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and San were called by the devil itself for a mission.

“A human is on the urge to collapse. You are to go to the human world and help him reach there. Heaven may have sent someone to prevent that from happening, You are to not let that happen.” He said.

“Okay, sir,” They all said.

“You are my best demons. Don’t disppoinet me.”

“Yes, sir,” They all said again.

“You are dismissed,” He said, The boys left the room. They left the gate of Hell. They looked down to see the human world.

“You ready to created chaos, boys,” Hongjoong said.

“I’m always ready for chaos,” Seonghwa said.

“Let’s do this,” San said. Then, they spread their wings and flew down to the human world.

In the Human World(Two days later)

Thalia, Mercy, and Pearl were currently living with an angel that was banished to the human world, who took them in. They found the human they were looking for, who was easy to find since they had a very negative aura around them. They found out his name was Yechan and he goes to SM High. They applied to go to that school. They were wondering about the demons that Hell would have sent, if they even sent ones. What they don’t know is that they did send them, and they are currently living with a couple with no kids, who they hypothesized. They would meet them in school. Right now, they are at school. It was lunchtime, and they were currently looking for Yechan, who they found. He was sitting at a table near the corner. They saw he was sitting with three other men. They could tell they were demons by the aura they were giving off. They quickly walked to them. 

“Can we sit here?” Thalia asked Yechan. He was going to reply, but was interrupted by one of the demons.

“No, you can’t, angel ” The demon answered, whispering the angel part, which Thalia heard. 

“I wasn’t asking you, demon,” She said back rudely, glaring at him, whispering the demon part, knowing that he would still hear it, before looking at Yechan softly, “So, can we?”  The demon smirked at her, liking her attitude since angels were supposed to be pure and kind and she wasn’t. He also knew she was a important piece in his past life once he saw her face.

“Yea, you can sit. The table doesn’t belong to me,” Yechan said, shrugging. Thalia, Mercy, and Pearl sat down on the right of Yechan since the demons were sitting on his left. They could see his negative aura decreasing a little, which made them smile. They began eating.

“What's your name?” Mercy asked Yechan.

“I’m Yechan. What are your names?”

“I’m Mercy.”

“I’m Pearl.”

“And I’m Thalia,” Thalia introduced with a smile as the others and her went back to eating. They didn’t care to know the demons sitting with names. 

“You don’t want to know our names,” another demon said. 

Not really,” Pearl said under her breath, which the demon heard. He smirked,

“I’m San.”

“I’m Seonghwa.”

“And I’m Hongjoong,” the first who spoke to Thalia introduced. Pearl and the others just nodded. 

“Yechan, do you know any cool places to hangout?” Pearl asked.

“I only know of one place, an arcade, that I used to go to with my late mother,” he replied sadly, thinking about his late mother, who died when he was just five years old. That was when the abuse started happening since his father blamed him for her death. He believed Yechan was the reason because his mother saved him from getting kidnapped, but as a result the kidnappers shot her in the heart. She died before the ambulance could get there. Yechan also started to believe it was his fault too. He snapped out of the dark memories when he felt a warm hand on his arm. He looked to see Thalia was holding his arm with a concerned expression. 

“Whatever you are thinking, it’s not your fault. Your mother wouldn’t want you to blame yourself,” She said to him, knowing what he was thinking about since she touched his arm and saw his thoughts. She also was trying to put happy thoughts in his mind since she saw Hongjoong was putting those negative thoughts with the way his eye was red and pupil in a straight line, which was how demons’ eyes were. Hongjoong's eyes returned to normal as Yechan nodded at Thalia with a smile. His negative aura was decreasing. Now, it has become a ball size. Thalia let go of his arm, before glaring at Hongjoong, who only just smirked at her. Thalia huffed at him. 

“Would you care to take us there and hangout with us?” Thalia asked Yechan softly. 

“Please, say yes, we never went to an arcade before,” Pearl and Mercy begged, showing him their puppy dog eyes. Yechan smiled at her.

“Cute,” San and Seonghwa thought. As soon as they thought that, they got memories of their past life about a girl named Pearl that he dated for San. In Seonghwa's case, his girl was named Mercy.  

“Sure,” He replied. 

“Yea, Yechan you are the best friend ever,”Pearl and Mercy said excitedly. Yechan was shocked when he heard them call him friend. 

“Friend?” Yechan asked. 

“Yea, you are our friend,” Mercy replied, “Can we be friends?” 

“Yea,” Yechan agreed with a smile. 

~Timeskip~

The group, including the demons, who invited themselves, were inside the arcade. The girls were playing with Yechan and wouldn’t even let the demons get close to him. Yechan was having so much fun. He never had this fun since his mother died. Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and San were watching and seeing Yechan’s negative aura getting smaller and smaller since the angels came along. 

“We are losing,” San stated the obvious. 

“I know, but for some reason, I don’t even feel bad or angry,” Seonghwa said.

“I think it has something do with the angels being our past lovers,” Hongjoong replied with a smile as he watched the happy face on Thalia. San and Seonghwa looked at him shocked.

“Wait, one of the angels are your past lover as well,” Sand and Seonghwa said at the same time, then looked at each other.

“Yes, I had all my memories intact since I’m a higher level demon than you two. I’m assuming you two got your memories once you saw them do something that you loved about them, which is usually how demons at your level retain their memories,” Hongjoong explained as he looked at them.

“We know each other in our past lifes. We were part a mafia. I can see why we are demons,” San said. Hongjoong and Seonghwa smiled at him. 

“Well, the lord is not going to be happy about this. We’re not supposed to fall in love with angels, it’s forbidden,” Seonghwa stated. 

“I don’t even care if I’m banished, I’m just happy that I found her again,” Hongjoong said back, looking back at Thalia. Seonghwa and San nodded in agreement.

“How do we get them to remember? I don’t think they remember us, which I don’t know why. I thought angels have their past memories intact,” San asked.

“Angels have their memories of their past life erase to ensure that they are strong, selfless, and not distracted,” Seonghwa explained why angels don’t have their past memories.

“And to get them remember, we need to physical contact with them, which is why angels are forbidden from touching demons. The touch from a demons returns thier past memories, which is painful,” Hongjoong added, explaining how to get the girls to remember.

“It looks like we got to save our girls,” Hongjoong continued as he saw three guys harassing the girls after Yechan went to the bathroom. San and Seonghwa turned to look and were angry. All three began to walk towards them.

With the Girls 

“I’m going to go to the bathroom,” Yechan told the girls, who nodded. He left, while the girls continuing playing. They were having so fun. They never have this much fun in Heaven since they were higher level angels, they didn’t have time to have fun like the lower level angels.  Their fun were ruined by a group of three guys coming to them. 

“Hey, pretty ladies, can we join you?” one said. The girls looked at them and can feel their negative intentions. 

“No, thanks,” Thalia replied, before Pearl, Mercy, and her went back to playing. Then, their arms were grabbed by the guys, turning them around to them.

“Come on, don’t be like that?” the same guy said, who seems to be the leader.

“Let go,” Thalia, Pearl, and Mercy said, pulling their arms, trying to get it out of the guys hold, but it was hard. The guys were strong, and the girls couldn’t use their divine powers since they weren’t supposed to use their powers in from of humans or harm humans in anyway type of way. All of sudden, the guys were pushed, making them let go of the girls’ arms. The girls were grabbed by waist by Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and San. Hongjoong grabbed Thalia’s waist. Seonghwa grabbed Mercy’s waist, while San grabbed Pearl’s waist.

“I heard our ladies telling you to let go,” Hongjoong said angrily, as he tighten his hold on Thalia, making her wince at the pain. The guys got up from the ground and was about to attacked, but flinched back in fear. The girls knew they were seeing their demon eyes.

“Scram,” San said, making those guys turn and ran away.  After those guys were gone, they turned to the girls in concern. They saw the bruised on their wrist and grabbed it, letting go of their waists.

“You are injured,” Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and San said, looking at their girl’s wrist. The girls couldn’t stop the touch from hapening since it happened so fast. As soon as the guys tocuhed them, they felt pain in their head as they were getting flashs of pictures in their head, which were memories of their past life. They were seeing themselves with a guy, them kissing and laughing with him. Them finding out he was part of a mafia and how he promise them to leave the mafia for them. Lastly, they saw themselves and the guy getting killed by a rival gang. Honjoong, Seonghwa, and San watched all this on unfold. All they could do is hold the girls. Once all the memories returned, the girls looked up at them with tears following their cheeks. Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and San wiped their tears and smiled at them. The girls hugged them. They let go when they heard Yechan say,

“Guys.”

They turned to him to find him looking scared. Thalia stepped towards him.

“Yechan, what’s wrong?” She asked.

“I have to get home. I didn’t realize what time it was. I need to get back, before my dad-” He didn’t get to finish, before he was grabbed by the back of his shirt. The girls and guys saw it was a man in his forties.

“So, you were here instead of coming home like I always told you too,” The man said, angrily. Yechan was struggling to get out of the hold. The girls could see that his shirt was choking him since the dad was holding his shirt tightly. They also could see the negative aura increasing. Thalia stepped in, trying to get the dad’s hand off. 

“Stop, let go. You are hurting him,” She said, still trying to get the hand off. The dad was irritated by her and backhanded her with his other hand, his ring scratching her in the face. Even though that didn’t make her stop trying. Hongjoong was angry at the man for hurting his girl, he was going to step in, but Thalia stopped him with her hand. She didn’t want him to do something bad that would get him in trouble. Pearl and Mercy stepped in to help after getting out Seonghwa and San’s hold forcely since they wouldn’t let them go to help her. They all began trying to get the man’s hand off. The man was more irritated that he pushed all of them including Yechan, letting go of the Yechan, making all of them stumble and fall. Within the mist of all of this happening, someone already called the police. The girls saw the man approaching and stood in front of Yechan in protection. The man grabbed Mercy’s arm tightly, she winced in pain, which was killing Seonghwa inside. He couldn’t just watch her get hurt, so he was going to step in, but the police got there. They grabbed the dad and pulled him away.

“You are under arrest for child abuse and endangerment,” the policeman said as he put cuffs on him, taking him away. Another policeman came to the group.

“Are you guys okay?” He asked him. They nodded.

“A lot of people complained about him abusing his son and someone brought video evidence,” the policeman explained, before turning to Yechan, “Your Aunt is here to take you home.” They turned to see a lady, who was standing a few meters away with a concerned face. Then, she started to walk towards them as the policeman went away. She went to Yechan and hugged him.

“Yechan, I’m so glad you are okay. I wished I came to take you away sooner,” She said, letting him go.

“Why didn’t you?” Yechan asked with tears falling down his face.

“He wouldn’t let him, everytime I came he would call the police on me to the point that they place a  restraining order on me. I had no choice but to stay away until I had evidence of his abuse,” She explained.

“You’re the one who gave the police video evidence,” Yechan said, which she nodded to. 

“I’m taking you home to Jeju Island, your mother's home,” She said.

“But, my friends,” he said as he turned to look at them as he saw the guys checking on the girls. Thalia looked at him when she heard him and gestured for him to come closer, which he did. 

“Yechan, don’t worry about us. Please be with your family and be happy. We will always make sure to visit you, and who knows in the near future, we may even live there with you,” She said softly with a smile as she saw all his negative aura disappear. Yechan hugged her, which she returned. The others joined the hug. The aunt smiled as she now knew he wasn’t alone in his life and had loved ones watching out for him. 

“Now, go with your aunt. Don’t keep her waiting,” Thalia said as she wiped his tears after letting go of the hug. 

“Don’t forget about me,” Yechan said.

“How could we ever forget about the person that gave us the funnest experience ever. Right, guys?” She replied, knowing that he is the one that will forget about them since his memory of them will be erased. The others all said yea. Yechan nodded.

“Bye, guys!” He said, going back to his aunt as the others waved bye at him. They watched him leave. 

“We did it, girls,” Thalia said happily.

“Yea, if it wasn’t for us letting you win,” Hongjoong teased as he grabbed her by the waist. She rolled her eyes at him, before looking up at him with a smile, but their beautiful moment was ruined as they were pulled back home. They landed in where Hell and Heaven cross. They were standing in front of the great Deity and Devil and along other angels and devils. They knew why they were here. They were separated and held by the other angels and devils. 

“You guys know why you are here,” the Deity said. Thalia, Mercy, and Pearl looked down in guilt, while Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and San were looking proud. 

“You did that one thing that is forbidden for both angels and demons,” the Deity continued.

“Falling in love with each other,” the Devil finished. 

“You guys know that never happens unless the two parties were soulmate in their past lives!” Hongjoong shouted. 

“Yes, that is why we are going to send you to Earth without your powers, but with your memories intact instead of erased,” the Deity replied.

“And once you die, you won’t ascend as angels or devils, you will go through the same process as the rest of humans do,” the Devil added. Then, they stripped them of their powers and banished them to Earth.




Chapter 53: Wooyoung

Summary:

Happy Valentine’s Day, lovelies! Here’s a Wooyoung one for you, my loves. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

Miya and her friend, Julia were waiting in line at a cafe for their turn to order. After a few minutes, it was finally their turn. They ordered and went to sit and wait for their order. Their order came after 30 minutes. They began drinking their coffee and eating their pastries. Then, they heard a commotion outside the cafe. They turned to look out the window since they were sitting at a table near the window. They saw a group of girls surrounding this man. After seeing what it was, Miya went back to her coffee. Julia on the other hand wanted to know what really was happening.

“Miya, let’s go check out what’s going on,” she said. 

“I don’t want to. It’s probably nothing interesting,” Miya replied, waving off.

“Well, I’m going to check it out. I will be right back,” Julia said back, leaving her drinks and food, and going outside. She stepped outside and pushed her way through the crowd to the front. She saw this guy at center. 

“Who wants to play a game and win a prize?” The guy asked. People started asking him questions since it sounds sketchy. 

“What’s the prize?” A girl asked.

“I won’t tell until someone wins the game,” the guy replied, “You just answered 20 questions and if you get all of them right, you win.” 

“Sounds sketchy,” people whispered.

“What type of  questions?” Julia asked, she was invested. 

“Questions about the Kpop group, Ateez,” the guy replied. Julia was happy to hear that since Miya was a huge Atiny. 

“Okay, then, my friend would love to play,” she said back, “I will get her.” Then, she ran back into the cafe. 

Back Inside The Cafe

Miya was enjoying her pastry, looking around the cafe, when she caught a guy with a black mask staring at her. She looked behind her, thinking he may be looking at the chaos outside the window. She turned back to the guy, only to see him smiling at her. She knew he was smiling because his eyes began crescent-shaped. 

“This is my chance to get myself a boyfriend,” She thought to herself as she smiled back at him shyly, looking down. This was the first time a guy took interest in her. No guy ever took interest in her. All her crushes didn’t like her. They liked skinny girls, and she was on the chubby side. She looked back up to still see him looking at her. She waved at him, and he returned it. She decided to make her move. She got up and started making her way to him, but got pulled by Julia towards the door.

“Help me win this Ateez’s game,” Julia said, pulling her away from her potential boyfriend. 

“No, my chance of not being single anymore,” Miya whined, reaching an arm towards the guy as Julia keeps pulling her, making the guy laugh. They got outside and pushed their way to the front with Miya pouting. 

“Here’s my friend,” Julia said. The guy looked at Miya.

“She doesn’t look like she wants to play,” he said. Julia nudged Miya.

“Oh, I do want to play,” Miya replied with a smile.

“It will be five dollars,” the guy. It was free before, but once he saw Miya, he decided to charge.

“What! You didn’t say we had to pay to play,” Julia complained. The guy just shrugged his shoulders.

“Julia, we don’t have to play,” Miya said since she knows why he was charging now. 

“No, I want to play,” She replied, handing the guy five dollars roughly. 

“Okay, let’s begin,” the guy said, “Name Ateez members from oldest to youngest?”

“Seonghwa, Hongjoong, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, Wooyoung, and Jongho,” Miya answered.

“When did Ateez debut?”

“October 24th 2018”

“What was their two debut song?”

“Pirate King and Treasure”

“What company are they under?”

“KQ Entertainment”

“Who is the leader?”

“Hongjoong”

“Who is the maknae?”

“Jongho”

“What’s their fandom name?”

“Easy, Atiny.”

“What does Atiny mean?”

“Atee and their fans are destined to meet, which the word Atiny is a combination of Ateez+destiny,” Miya answered easily. Miya continued to answer all the questions correctly.

“Last question, what song did they take their first win?”

“One of my favorite songs, wave,” Miya answered. The man nodded. Julia started shouting happily. The people were amazed. The masked man also came out after Miya was taken and witnessed all of this, and he was amazed by her knowledge.

“What did we win?” Julia asked.

“It’s not we. It’s what she won since she answered the questions,” the man replied, making Juila roll her eyes since she knew that already.

“Whatever, just tell us.”

“She won-” The man started but was interrupted by the masked man.

“A date with me,” he finished stepping out to the front. Miya was shocked to see the masked man that she was going to make her boyfriend. The quiz man was confused since that wasn’t the prize. It was a pair of tickets to an Ateez concert. 

“And who may you be?” Juila asked him suspiciously.

“I will take the prize!” Miya shouted excitedly, before covering her mouth. The masked man smiled at her.

“Cute,” he thought. 

“Miya! We don’t even know who he is?” Julia scolded.

“He was that man I was going to make my boyfriend, before you came and ruined my chance,” Miya whispered.

What if he’s ugly under the mask?”

“I don’t care. He’s the first guy that took interest in me,” Miya whispered again, before looking at the masked man with a smile.

“I will take the date with you,” she said again. Now that she sees the masked man up close he kind of looked like someone. Her eyes widened when she realized who he was. He shook his head at her, gesturing to not say a word about who he is. He raised his hand for her to take, which she did. Julia stopped her still worried.

“Please, be careful,” She whispered in concern.

Don’t worry, my black belt would keep me alive,” Miya assured her. Julia let her go. The masked man pulled her along as Miya waved bye at Julia. The masked man opened the car door for her. She got inside, he closed the door before getting inside the driver seat. He started driving away. 

“You’re Wooyoung,” Miya finally said. 

“I am,” the masked man replied as he took his mask off. It was really Ateez’s Wooyoung.

“I can’t believe I got a date with the one and only Wooyoung,” she thought. 

“What’s your name, beautiful?” Wooyoung flirted, making Miya blushed.

“I’m Miya,” she said, before asking, “Where are we going?”

“I’m taking you on a journey to the highway to Heaven,” Wooyoung replied as continued driving. 






Chapter 54: Seonghwa

Summary:

Double update!!!

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“Dad, can you tell me about soulmates?” A little boy asked his father. 

“Well, son, soulmates are your other half. They complete you. You can only drink their blood, no one else’s. If you drink someone else's blood, you will get sick and cough out the blood. Soulmates, if they are human, they release a scent of blood that all vampires are attracted to, but you. You can find your soulmate by the hit of purple in the eyes you see when you stare at each other in the eyes,” the father explained to his son, “Only pureblood vampires have soulmates.”

“Do I have a soulmate?” A little boy asked his father.

“Yes, you do sweetie. Every pureblood vampire does.”

“Seonghwa, come take your medicine!,” someone shouted from the kitchen.

“Okay, mom!” The boy, now known as Seonghwa shouted as he left his dad and walked to the kitchen. He had to take medicine to satisfy his blood thirst since he couldn’t drink others’ blood due to having a soulmate, which he didn’t find yet. Until he does, he has to take those medicines, which he hates. They tasted nasty. 

Somewhere in a hospital 

 A woman was screaming, she was giving birth. Her husband was giving her encouragement.

“You got this, Mavilyn,” he encouraged. The wife wanted to punch him, but she focused on pushing her baby out. She gave one big push, and they heard a baby cry. 

“It’s a baby girl!” The doctor shouted as he handed the baby to a nurse, who will get her clean. After a few minutes, the nurse brought the baby girl to the mother and left with the doctor and other nurses. The same doctor came in a few minutes later. 

“Sorry to interrupt the family moment. I need to tell you something important about your daughter,” he said as he did something with the door and room. He saw the panic expression on their faces.

“Don’t worry, there’s nothing wrong with your daughter physically or mentally,” he assured them, making them sign.

“Then, what’s wrong with her?” The mother asked. 

“Well, your daughter has blood flowing through her that will attract lots of vampires,” he answered, which caused the parents to panic even more. 

“What do you mean?” The father asked worriedly.

“The blood of your daughter smells majestic to vampires. This indicates that she is the mate of a pureblood vampire,” the doctor explained. “She’s probably my son’s soulmate.”

“How do you know this?” The father asked.

“Because I’m a vampire myself,” the doctor answered, making the father get up, but he added, “Don’t worry. I’m a pureblood vampire. Her blood doesn’t make me go crazy for it. Besides, pureblood vampires can’t drink anybody else's blood but their mate or else they will get sick. Her mate needs to bite her and drink her blood to stop the smell. And I already found my mate.” This made the father calm down. You see, the father and mother were  vampire hunters. 

“I just wanted to warn you guys about the danger that will follow you,” the doctor said.  

“Thank you, Dr. Park,” the father said as the mother hugged her daughter closer to her body. The doctor nodded and turned to leave before stopping. 

“I put a spell on the room to block the smell from leaving this room and hospital,” he said, then left the room. 

“What are we going to do, Elijah?” The wife asked her husband.

“I will find a solution to this,” he promised his wife and daughter as he hugged them.

6 years later

A vampire was holding down a little girl, who was crying scared. The vampire was going to bite her, but a stake was pierced through his chest. He slowly dissolved. The girl looked to see her father and mother. 

“Daddy, mommy,” she cried. They ran to their daughter, hugging her safely in their arms. 

“How did that vampire get in here?” The mother asked as she checked her daughter for any vampire bite, which she saw none.

“I don’t know, but we need to move. They may be more likely to come since he may have given them our location,” the father replied as he let go of the hug to start packing some things into bags quickly.

“We can’t keep running away. I want her to have a normal life. We need to do something about her scent of blood that keeps attracting vampires,” the mother said back. 

“This should contain her blood smell. Wrap it around her neck and wrists. She is to keep this on and never take sit off,” the father said, as he turned around after finishing packing and handed his wife bandages. 

“What is this?”

“It was made by a witch that helps contain any scent. It will never get wet,” the husband answered. The wife nodded and started wrapping the bandages around her daughter’s neck and wrists. 

“Sweetie, you are never to take these off. Promise me you will do as I say,” the mother said to her daughter once she finished. The daughter nodded. 

“I promise, mama,” the daughter promised as her mother picked up her daughter, carrying her as she followed her husband out of their home. They got to their car. The mother placed her now sleeping daughter in her car seat. She got into the passenger side, and they made their way to their new destination, hoping they are able to stay there this time. 

15 years later

“Bye, mom!” A girl shouted as she made her way to the front door. 

“Hold it, young lady,” her mother said, coming out of the kitchen. The girl stopped in her tracks, turning around towards her mother. 

“Okay, you have the bandages on your neck and wrists. Do you have some of your hunter weapons on you?” The mother asked. 

“Yes, I do. I have my knives in my boots and a wooden stake in my hair,” she replied, showing her mother the knives and the wooden stakes. 

“Good, please be careful and always be aware of your surroundings,” the mother said. 

“I will, mom, bye,” the girl said as the mother nodded and waved bye, going back into the kitchen. The girl walked to the front door and stopped and turned to the the big picture of her late father on the side of the door. Her father died protecting her and her mother from vampires a year ago. He told them to run while he held off the vampires. The girl kissed her hand and placed it on the picture of her father. She always does this before she leaves out the door.

“I love you, dad,” she said, before leaving outside the door. She got into her friend’s car, and they started driving away from her home. 

“Finally, what took so long?” Her friend asked, “It was your mother wasn’t it?”

“You know it girl.”

Mrs. Asher is so overprotective.”

“I wouldn’t have her any other way.”

“Same, your mom is the best,” her friend replied as continued driving, “Can you take these bandages off for one time? It is ruining your outfit.” 

“I don’t know. I promised my mother I will never take it off,” the girl said, touching the bandage around her neck, “You know why I have to wear it.”

“I know, but the place we are going to is protected. No vampires can get it, so you would be safe,” the friend replied, trying to convince her, “Besides, what she doesn’t know won’t kill her. It’s your birthday. Come on,”

“Okay, just for a little bit,” the girl agreed as she slowly took her bandage off. She was going to placed it in her pocket to take it with her, but her friend grabbed them and threw it in the back of the car. 

“Don’t take it with you. It will bulk up your pocket,” the friend said as they got to their destination, which was a bar that their other friend rented for her birthday party. She parked on the side of the road. They got out of the car. They crossed the street to the other side where the bar was at. As they were walking, the girl felt eyes watching them. She stopped and looked to the side and saw no one.

“What’s wrong?” Her friend asked, stopping as well. 

“I feel like someone is watching us,” the girl answered.

“Rae, you're just being paranoid,” her friend replied, grabbing her hand and dragging her, “Come on, we are late to your party.” They walked inside the bar and were hit with shouting.

“Happy Birthday, Raelynn!”everyone shouted. Raelynn smiled at everyone even though there were people she didn’t even know. 

“Happy birthday bestie,” her best friend said, giving her a hug, but quickly let go when she left bare neck. 

“Where’s your bandages?” She asked as she saw that all her bandages were gone. 

“I had her take it off since it was ruining her outfit,” the friend that brought Raelynn here answered. The best friend turned to look at her pissed. 

“Why would you do that, Jenny? You know why she needs those!” She shouted at her, gaining some attention. She was angry. She didn’t want her Rae to get hurt.

“What’s the big deal, Brielle? This bar is protected, so you don’t have to worry,” Jenny replied irritatedly. Raelynn stopped them before it escalated farther. 

“Bri, it's okay if the bar is protected,” Rae said, touching Brielle's shoulder. Brielle signed and decided to let it go since it was Raelynn’s birthday. She didn’t want to ruin her birthday. 

~Timeskip to a hour later~

Raelynn was fighting vampires, who got into the bar somehow, along with Brielle, who was a vampire hunter like her. Everyone was dead, including their friend Jenny, which she kind of deserved since she was the one that said the bar was safe, which it wasn’t. 

“Rae, you need to leave and find your bandages!” Bri shouted as he killed another vampire. 

“No, I can’t leave you here to deal with them by yourself!” Rae shouted, killing a vampire. They are glad these vampires were low leveled vampires and not high leveled ones or they will have a hard time dealing with all of them. 

“You have to or else more will keep coming! I will be fine! If I die, so be it! At least I died saving my best friend. So please go!” Bri shouted back. 

“Okay, I love you!”

“I love you as well, now go!” Bri said as she killed vampires that were in Rae’s way as Rae went to the dead Jenny’s body and got her car keys from her pocket. Then, she ran out of the bar to Jenny’s car. Before she could open the car, she was pulled away from it. 

“Where do you think you're going?” A vampire said as he turned her around. Rae raised her hand that held a wooden stake and was about to stab him but her hand was frozen midway. Her whole body was frozen.

“I don’t think so,” the vampire said as he looked her in the eyes with his red eyes with a hint of blue, indicating that he’s a higher level vampire since they are only vampires that have powers.

“He’s a level A or B vampire,” she thought as she watched him lean close to her neck and smelled her.

“Your blood smells divine. It’s an honor to be the first to taste it,” he said as he let out his fangs and was going to bite her neck, but a voice stopped him.

“I didn’t know a level A vampire stooped so low like a level E vampire,” The voice said. The vampire that had Rae trapped turned around to kill that person, only to freeze with widened eyes when he saw who it was.

“Lord Seonghwa,” He said as he stepped away from Rae, who was still frozen. He was nervous to see the lord, who was a pureblood vampire. A pureblood vampire is born from two pureblood vampires. They have all powers, which makes them powerful. Also, they are the only ones that can make vampires that would turn into lower level vampires, so they are treated like kings and queens of the vampire world. 

“You know higher leveled vampires are never to feed from a human that is one of the vampire codes. Low leveled vampires have no choice because they have no control like we do. Why are you breaking a vampire code?” Seonghwa asked.

“I’m sorry my lord but it’s just her blood smells divine. Don’t you smell it?” The level A vampire said. Seonghwa didn’t smell anything. He looked at Raelynn. 

“Is she my soulmate?” He thought. He looked at her eyes, which were looking at him, and he saw a hint of purple forming in her eyes. 

“She is my soulmate!” 

“I don’t, which indicates that she is my soulmate,” Seonghwa replied, looking away from her. The level A vampire was shocked and immediately stepped farther away from Raelynn and unfreeze her, which was a bad idea. As soon as he unfreeze her, she attacked him, trying to stab him in the heart, but was frozen by Seonghwa this time. 

“Please leave now, this won’t hold her for long,” Seonghwa said due to his powers not working on his soulmate, only for a few minutes or seconds. The vampire nodded and vanished, just in time too since Seonghwa spelled broke, and Rae started moving again. This time charging at Seonghwa, but she stopped right before she got to stab him and dropped her stake and held her head in pain. This happened due to Seonghwa being her soulmate and when she tries to harm in any way, she will feel an enormous amount of pain. They can’t harm each other whatsoever without feeling pain. Seonghwa walked closer to her and touched her skin. When he did that, her pain went away. She moved her hands away from her head, opened her eyes, and looked at him.  

“Wow, so handsome,” she thought before shaking her head, “No, he’s a bloodsucker.” Seonghwa heard all of that since telepathy was one of his powers. 

“ You can’t hurt without feeling an enormous amount of pain vice versa since we are soulmates, which is why your blood smells divine and every vampire is coming after you,” He explained to her as he moved his hand away. Raelynn remembers her dad telling her about this.

Flashback

Dad, why do I have to wear these around my neck and wrists? I know it’s because vampires keep coming for my blood that you said it smells divine to them,” 13 years Raelynn asked her father, hoping he would tell her the other reason. 

“Well, yes that’s one reason and also your blood smelling divine indicates that you are the soulmate of a pureblood vampire. Only he can stop the smell coming from you,” her father explained. 

“I’m assuming he needs to bite me to stop it,” She replied. He nodded.

“Do I need to become a vampire?”

“That’s a decision between you and him,” Hebsaid back. She nodded and went back to doing what she was doing. 

End of Flashback 

“So, you’re a pureblood vampire and my soulmate,” She confirmed. Seonghwa nodded.

“I heard a pureblood vampire can control low level vampires.”

“Yea.”

“And your bite will stop the smell.”

“Yes.”

“Okay, please bite me,” She said, leading to the side and showing her neck more. 

“What?”

“Come on, I don’t have all day!”

“Okay,” he said as he grabbed her by the waist to pull her closer. When he did that, she felt tingling. He leaned towards her neck, letting his fangs out, before biting her neck and drinking her blood. Raelynn moaned when he bit her. She didn’t feel any pain, which was likely due to him being her soulmate. Her blood tasted heavenly. He couldn’t stop drinking. Raelynn started to feel dizzy, so she started tapping his chest. He retracted his fangs from her neck and licked the wound to healed. His slive heals bite wounds. As soon as he moved his head away, Raelynn got out of his hold and picked up her weapons, before running back to the bar to save her friend. Seonghwa followed her. Rselynn got inside to see all the vampire dead, except two. One of them was standing in the corner with his back to them, while the other was near Brielle. She ran towards him with her weapons raisen. Brielle saw her.

“Rae, no, stop!” Brielle shouted at her. Raelynn stopped in her track and looked at her friend confused, wondering why she stopped her. 

“He’s not our emeny. A matter of fact, he saved me from all those vampires along with the other one over there, who you would love to meet,” Brielle explained with a smile. Raelynn nodded, putting her hair in bun, putting the two wooden stake into it. 

“What do you mean, I would love to meet?” She asked. 

“He’s someone you were missing for a long time,” Seonghwa answered, Rae looked at him.

“Someone I have been missing?” She asked. Seonghwa nodded.

“Mr. Asher,” Seonghwa said to the vampire. Raelynn looked at the vampire as he turned around, and she saw her father, who was supposed to be dead.

“Dad?”

“Hi, sweetie,” Elijah said with a smile as tears started falling down Rae’s face. He ran to her father, and he in gop into a hug. 

“I missed you so much,” Rae cried.

“I missed you as well,” He said back. After a few minutes, they released the hug.

“How are you alive?”

“Well,”

Flashback: a year ago

Elijah, his wife, Roselynn, and his daughter, Raelynn were fighting of vampires that somehow find their vacation home. The vampires were becoming too much.

“Rose, take Rae and run. I will hold them off!” Elijah shouted at his wife as he killed vampires after vampires.

“We can’t leave you!”

“Please, we need to keep our daughter safe untill her mate finds her!” he replied as he continued killing vampires. Rose grabbed her daughter’s hand with tears following down her face as she ran pulling her daughter along as she killed vampires that were in their way. 

“Mom, no! We can’t leave dad!” Rae shouted, trying to get out of her mother’s hold, her hold was strong. Her father was killing vampires that were going after them. 

“Daddy!” Rae shouted as she was being pulled out the door and saw her father being bite by the vampires. Her father looked at her, sadly.

“I love you,” he mouthed to her as the door closed. He closed his eyes and let the vampires drain him. Suddenly, the vampires were ripped off of him. He dropped to the floor. He opened his eyes weakly to see a group of vampires killing the vampires. One of them came to him and kneeled next to him.

“You are going to die unless I turn you,” he said to him. 

“No, I don’t want to be one of those bloodsuckers,” Elijah said back weakly.

“Okay, that’s up to you, but are you going to leave your family behind just like that?” The vampire replied. Elijah thought about his wife, then, his baby girl and how sad she was going to be. 

“For my family,” he thought.

“Okay,” he said to the vampire.

“You need to drink my blood, then, I need to snap your neck to complete the transformation,” the vampire instructed as he bit into his wrist, bringing it up to Elijah’s mouth. Elijah drank his blood, which almost made him throw it up, but he swallowed it. Then, the vampire snapped his neck. After 30 minutes, Elijah opened his eyes, which was red.

“Welcome back sir, here a blood bag,” the vampire said, handing a blood bag to him, which Elijah took, ripping and drinking it in one go. 

“Lord Seonghwa, we need to go,” another vampire said. The vampire with Elijah, known as Seonghwa nodded. 

“Do you care to join us, um,”

“Elijah, yes,” Elijah said, standing up.

End of Flashback 

“Mom will be happy to see,” Rae said happily. She didn’t car that he was a vampire, she was just happy to have her father back. 

“I see you found your soulmate.”

“Yea,” She said, looking at Seonghwa talking to the vampire that saved Brielle.

“I’m glad he's your soulmate. He’s a sweet guy. He’s against vampires feeding on innocent humans,” the father said. Seonghwa felt someone looking at him, so he looked up and made eye contact with Rae and smiled at her. She gave him a small smile, before looking away. 

“Let’s go home,” She said. Then, she walked to Seonghwa and grabbed his hand.

“My mom would love to meet you,” she said to him with a smile, before pulling him along. 

“I love to meet her too,” He said, intertwining their hands together as they walked out the bar with Brielle, Elijah and the other other vampire following along. 




Notes:

I don’t really like the ending, but since it was getting to long, I had to end it there:

Chapter 55: Kenta (Pit Babe the series)

Summary:

This one is about Kenta from Pit Babe the series. My boy didn’t get any happy ending, not even with Kim, who was supposed to be his lover. I decided to make one where he gets his happy ending with one of my girls. Some parts of the story is from the series, but not the exact or in the right order. ENJOY!!!

Chapter Text

A girl was walking after getting off a bus. She was looking for a brother and father that her mother told her to find before she died. Before she had her, her mother had a son with her father that she left while she was pregnant with her, which she didn’t know about at that time. Her mother gave her pictures of her father and brother and one picture of her brother now. She found out her brother was none other than the king of the void, Pitbabe. Her mother also gave her two letters to give them; one for each. She was walking past Tony Chen’s mansion when a kid wearing a white long sleeve shirt and red pants bumped into her. She caught him and looked at him. She saw that he had a scared expression.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” She asked him.

“Help me, please!” He said as he looked behind him, she followed his eyes to see men in suits following him. She quickly pushed him behind her in protection. 

“Ma,am, please hand over that boy,” one man said. 

“I don’t think so, what do you want from him?” She ask firmly as the boy tightened his grip on her jacket. 

“His dad is waiting for him to be returned home.”

“He clearly doesn’t want to go back to that home, which makes me wonder what is happening in that home,” she said.

“You leave with no choice,” the man said as he nodded to the other men. They started coming towards her with a fighting stance. She turned around to the boy and got to his level.

“I need you to run as far as you can, okay sweetie. I will hold them off,” she instructed him as she heard a swing of a fist coming towards her head, which she moved her head and caught the hand, “Run, go now!” The boy turned and ran as she pushed the hand back. What she didn’t know was the boy took the picture of Babe with the letter in her back pocket with him. She stood up and grabbed the man that was going to run after the boy and knocked him out. She thanks her mother for training in using her high senses powers. She also had two other abilities; healing and being able to tell what someone ability was. Her healing ability doesn’t heal illness. Her mother also made her take karate lessons since she found out about her abilities. Her mother had a fear that someone would take her for her powers. 

After knocking that man out, she heard another coming towards her. She moved out of the way, making him stumble. He turned around to attack her again and she easily fought him off, making him join his other friend to dreamland. She turned around to the other men.

“Anyone else want to join them?” She asked. 

“Does she have special abilities like Babe’s?” The first man talked thought. He needed to confirm, so he took out an object that he used to use on Babe. He looked at the other man and nodded to them. They also took out the same object. The girl was confused. The men put the object to their mouth and blew. The girl held her ears in pain, dropping to the ground. Whatever they were blowing were making too much sounds that it was overwhelming her heightened hearing ability. She passed out from all of it. The men stopped once they saw her passed out.

“So, she does have the same abilities as Babe. Tony is going to be happy,” the man thought as he nodded at the other men, who went and picked her up. They walked back into the mansion.

“What about the boy?” Another man asked.

“Forget him. Tony will be happy with this one,” he replied as he saw the omega tattoo on her right wrist. They went back inside the mansion.

“Where is the boy?” Tony asked them.

“Sir, we brought something better,” the man said, moving to show the girl, “She has the same ability as Babe. Plus, she can omega. You wouldn’t need an enigma.” He pulled her wrist to show him the omega tattoo. 

“Hmm, locked her up. I will test her ability once she wakes up,” Tony ordered. The men took the girl to the training room. They threw her in there, not caring if she gets hurt. Her body hit the ground hard. They closed and locked the door. After 30 minutes, she started to wake. She looked around her surrounding, confuse on where she was. She stood up and saw a guard near the door.

“Hey! Why have you got me locked up?” She shouted at him, but he ignored her, “Hey! I’m talking to you!” 

“He won’t answer you without my order,” a voice said stepping to her cell. She saw that he was the man that was the reason for their family separation. Her mother told her to never let him find out about her abilities. The guard opened the gate for him, and he stepped inside.

“I heard you have an ability. Care to tell what it is,” He said. The girl didn’t answer him. He cracked. 

“You don’t have to tell me. I will found out on my own,” He said again, rasing his hand and a guard place an apple in his hand. Then, he threw it at her, but she just let the apple hit her in the face as she groan in pain. He threw a ball next, which she also let it hit her. 

“Try taking this,” He said, as he show her a knife. As he threw the knife, they heard someone shout,

“NO!”

With Kenta 

Kenta returned from a mission. As soon as he stepped inside the house. He smelt a scent of Japanese cherry blossom. 

“Mate!” his alpha shouted excited. He followed the scnet to the training room. He saw Tony threw a knife at a girl, who the smell was coming from.

“NO!” He shouted. The girl dodge the knife and looked at Kenta with widdenn eyes as her omega shosuted mate in her head. She can now smell a scent of lavender and rosemary, which was coming from that man. Kenta started to ran to her, but the men caught him. He struggle to get out of their held. The girl picked up the knife that was thrown, running to help her mate.

“Stop, or he gets it,” Tony said as he signaled another amn, who came and held a knife to Kenta’s neck. The girl freeze and dropped the knife. 

“Good. Now, let’s make a deal. If you agree to my deal, I will let him live,” He said.

“What’s the deal?” She asked.

“I will talk you after you agree.”

“That’s not fair. I can’t agree to something that I don’t know about,” She said angrily. Tony looked at the man holding a knife to Kenta’s neck, who dug the knife farther into his neck, making a little bit of blood spill down his neck. 

“I agree to your deal, whatever it is!” She shouted in panic, not wanting her mate to die when she just found him. 

“Wonderful,” Tony said as he signeld his men to let Kenta go. Kenta ran to his mate as soon as they let him go. He check if she’s alright.

“Are you alright?” He asked in concern. The girl nodded, before placing her hand on his face to heal his wounds. Tony saw Kenta’s wound heal and smirked in victory.

“I really found a better treasure than Babe,” He thought.

Once she touch him, Kenta felt something insde of him break. She smiled at him, still touching his face. He smiled back at her, a real smile. She hugged him, placing her face into his neck to smell more of his scent, which he also did. In that moment, Tony decided to broke their happy moment. He signalled his men. A few of his man held the girl and the others took Kenta held, separating them apart. 

“No!” Kenta shouted, not wanting his sudden found happiness to be taken away. When he shouted, everything around him froze. He was shocked as he got out of the men held and looked around seeing his mate frozen as well as everyone else. He moved his hand back and forth in front of one man’s face to see if he will follow, which he didn’t. He realized that he had a special power, which he thought has to due with time control. 

“So, the thing that broke inside me must had been my sealed powers being released, which was probably due to meeting my mate,” He thought as he looked at her lovely. He decided to use this time to knocked out all the men, except Tony. Once finished, he needed to unfreeze time, whcih he didn’t know how to. He closed his eyes and concentrated, before opening his eyes, and snapped his fingers. This worked since everything started moving again. Tony looked around to see all his men knocked out on the floor. He looked at the girl, thinking she had something do due with this, but she also had a confused face. Then, he looked at Kenta and realized that Kenta had a special ability, which probably had to be time control. 

“This is prefect. I can get millions from children born from you two,” He said, excitedly.

“You won’t live to be able to get those millions,” Kenta interrupted, picking up the knife, “I don’t need you love and acceptance to feel happiness and love anymore.” He looked at his mate lovely, who smiled at him, before looking back at Tony. He started moving towards him. Tony took a gun out, pointing at Kenta. When the girl saw that, she stood in front of him as Tony fired. 

“No” Kenta said, stopping time again. He took the bullet and treww it on the ground, before walking to Tony and taking the gun away from him and threw it. He unfreeze time. Tony didn’t have a chance to step away, before Kenta stabbed him in the stomach. 

“I will do anything to protect her,” He thought as he held Tony, taking the knife out to stab him agian and again, before taking his hand away as he watch Tony drop to the floor. Kenta looked at him, then his blooded hands, and started to realize what he did. He had killed his father. He dropped to the ground, crying. The girl came to him, blocking his view of Tony’s body by satting in front of him. She held his hands in hers.

“It’s okay. You did the right thing. You saved all those innocent children,” she whispered, before hugging him, placing his face in her neck, so he can smell her scent. Kenta inhaled her scent of cherry blossom, which remind him of his home country, Japan. 

Meanwhile with the boy the girl saved

The little boy was running, then, he bumped into Babe and Charlie. Babe looked at the boy’s attire, realizing his was one of Tony kids, who likely had ran away. The boy looked at him, and realized his was the man in the picture from that lady’s pocket. 

“You have to help her!” the boy shouted at him. Babe and Charlie looked at each other, before Babe looked back at the boy.

“Help who?” Babe asked.

“I ran away from daddy’s home and bumped into this lady. She told me to ran, while she fight of daddy’s men,” the boy explained, then, he handed Babe the picture and letter. Babe and Charlie looked at the picture to see a picture of Babe. The letter had his name on it.

“Where did you get these?” he asked the boy.

“The lady.”

Babe opened and read the letter as Charlie read over his shoulder. Once he was finished, he was more furious at Tony since he found out he was the reason for his mother leaving him and his father. From the letter, Tony had threatened to kill him and his father if she didn;t came with him since his mother had a special ability just like his. To protect them, she left them, taking his unborn sister with her. He was happy to know that he had a sister. In the letter, his mother asked him to protect his sister, whose name was Kana. She had the same power as him along with two others. He started to make his way in the direction of Tony’s mansion. Charlie grabbed his arm, stopping him.

“Babe, you can't do anything without a plan.” 

“I don’t care about a plan when my little sister is in danger! I will gladly give my life for hers,” He said angrily, before taking his arm away from his hold and leaving. Charlie told the kid to,

“Keep running until he saw he saw a group of men at a restaurant, they will help you,” Charlie instructed the boy, before going after Babe. Him and Babe went inside the manison, fighting off any guards that came in their way. When they got to where Tony trained children, they saw Kenta coming out with a girl with blood on his hands and blood on the girl’s shirt.

“Kana!” Babe shouted. The girl, known as Kana, looked up when she heard her name. She saw her brother that she was trying to find running to her with other man. He took her away from Kenta and hugged her, which she returned.

“Phi,” She said, letting go of him, “I was looking everywhere for you. How do you know me?”

“Well, the little boy you saved find him and gave me mom’s letter, which he stole from you,” Babe explained. He saw the blood on her shirt.

“Are you okay? What happened?”

“Oh, i’m okay. This is not my blood. It’s that bastard’s over there,” Kana answered, pointing to Tony’s dead body. Babe and Charlie were shocked to see Tony dead.

“How?” 

“Well, my mate, who happened to have time manipulation, freeze time. He killed that bastard,” She explained proudly, holding on to Kenta, who was nervous that wouldn’t let him be his sister’s mate, which was ridiculous since he can’t come between two mates that were destined to be together, 

“Kenta is your mate,” Babe said. Kana nodded.

“Is he your mate?” She asked him, looking at Charlie suspiciously as she saw that he had absorption power and heighten senses like her. 

“Yes, Kana meet Charlie,” Babe said. Charlie waved at her with a puppy smile.

“Do you know he has absorbation power?” She asked

“Yes, he has absorb my powers, which are like yours,” Babe answered, which releif her, knowing that Charlie wasn’t a danger to her brother. Babe looked at Kenta.

“Thank you for saving my sister,” He said to him, “And for getting rid of my problem.” Kenta nodded. 

“Let’s get out of him, before the police comes and find out what Kenta did,” Babe said.

“Don’t worry, they will never found out he killed that bastard because I placed the knife in one of his men’s hand,” She replied proudly with a smile. 

“Good job,” Babe said, praising her, patting her head, “Now, come on, we still need to leave.” Kana nodded, before wrapping her arm around Kenta’s arm, pulling him along as she followed her brother and Charlie.

“I’m so glad I found you, Ken,” She whispered to Kenta.

“I’m glad I found you as well, Kana,” Kenta whispered back as he took her arm off his and placing her hand in his and interwining their fingers together. She squeezed his hand.

“Hurry up, you lovebirds!” Babe shouted.

“Shut up, Phi,” Kana shouted, blushing. 

 

Chapter 56: Seonghwa and Hongjoong

Summary:

Since it’s Seonghwa’s birthday week, here’s a short Seonghwa and Hongjoong one. There’s not much to this one, but enjoy.

Chapter Text

Valentina and Brooklyn were sitting outside a restaurant, waiting for their order. Valentina was looking around when she came across two handsome guys, sitting on the other side of the road at a different restaurant. One was tall with black hair and the other was short with Oreo hair.

“Brook, I found ourselves some boyfriends ,” She said, smiling, “The tall one is for me and the short one is for you.” Brook looked at her and followed where she was looking and saw the guys.  

“We don’t have to be single anymore,” Valentina continued as she looked away, started grabbing her bag, “Let’s go say hi and introduce ourselves.”

“Slow your roll, I think they are already taken,” Brook replied, sadly.

“What!” Valentina said, looking up at the guys to see them kissing each other.

“Man, that’s suck, just when I thought we won’t be single anymore. I guess we are just meant to be single forever,” She said, sadly, looking away from the couple, putting her bag back down. 

“It’s okay, Val, our time will come,” Brook said, confronting her. 

“I hope. I’m sick and tired of Cindy rubbing in our face about how perfect her boyfriend is,” She replied as a waiter came and place their food on their table, “Thank you.”

“Let me know if you need anything else,” the Waiter said before leaving. Val and Brook began eating.

With the handsome guys

“Thanks, Seonghwa,” One said as the so-called Seonghwa sat back in his seat. He was getting something off his friend’s eye, which made it look like they were kissing from the girls’ view.

“No problem, Hongjoong,” Seonghwa replied as he looked to the other side of the road since something or someone caught his attention. He saw two girls sitting at the restaurant on the opposite side. One was tall with short black hair, and the other was short with short black hair. 

“Hongjoong, I think I found our future girlfriends,” he said as he kept looking at the tall one. Hongjoong turned to look where he was looking. He was memorized by their beauty. 

“I think you did,” he replied as he kept looking at the short one, “ Should we go say hi and introduce ourselves?”

“Yes, but let’s wait after they are done eating their lunch and after we finish ours,” Seonghwa replied as a waitress placed their food on the table. After an hour or so, both groups were done eating. Seonghwa placed some money on the table and got up along with Hongjoong. They crossed the street to the other side where the girls were waiting for their checks. The girls looked up when they left their shadows, only to see the two boys they were obsessing over towering over them. Seonghwa towering over Valentina, and Hongjoong towering over Brooklyn. 

“Hi there beautifuls. I’m Seonghwa and he’s Hongjoong” Seonghwa flirted with a smile that any one would fall for. Valentina and Brooklyn looked at each other and began silently communicating with their eyes,

“So, they weren’t together after all.”

“Yea, we may have hit the jackpot.”

“We did and we won’t be single anymore.”

Valentina and Brooklyn nodded at each other, before looking back at the boys with their own smiles.

“Hi, I’m Valentina and she’s Brooklyn” Valentina replied finally. The boys were stressing out when they had looked at each other for a while, thinking the girls may not have fancy them like they did. The boys’ smiles returned, which was lost when the girls looked away. 

“We couldn’t help but be captivated by your beauty and was wondering if we could get you guys' number,” Hongjoong said with a smile.

“Of course,” the girls said back, raising their hands for the boys’ phones. The boys took out their phones and unlocked them, before handing them to the girls. Seonghwa handed his phone to Valentina, while Hongjoong handed his phone to Brooklyn. The girls typed their number and handed the phones back. The boys put their phones away. 

“We are going sightseeing. Would you girls care to join us?” Hongjoong asked. 

“We love to,” Valentina and Brooklyn replied, before getting up and picking up their bags. Valentina placed a random amount of money on the table. The boys held out their arms, which the girls took. Valentina took Seonghwa’s arm, while Brooklyn took Hongjoong’s arm. The group made their way out of the restaurant and on their sightseeing journey. 




Chapter 57: Yunho

Summary:

Since it my birthday, I will update this Yunho one that I finished. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

A motorcycle followed by another one pulled into the parking lot of HALA High School. Everyone stopped to look, wondering who they were. They watched as the motorcyclist got off his bike after parking it and took off his helmet. All the girls gasped at his handsomeness. The guys were envious of his face. They wondered if the other motorcyclist was handsome as well. When the other motorcyclist took off his helmet, they were not disappointed. The two motorcyclists began making their way inside the school carrying their helmets.

“Piper is going to be shocked to see you here. Why didn’t you just tell her that you were going to her school?” The second motorcyclist asked the first one.

“Because I wanted to surprise her,” the first motorcyclist replied as they walked inside the school, ignoring the googly stares they were getting from all the girls, “Ningning is also going to be shocked to see you here as well.” As they were walking to their lockers since they already got their schedules and locker numbers ahead of time, they bumped into the person of their conversation. The first motorcyclist caught her before she could fall.

“Well, hello there, princess,” he said, watching as she looked up at him shocked.

“Yunho,” she said, straightening herself with the help of the first motorcyclist, now known as Yunho, “What are you doing here?” 

“From today on, I will be going to this school,” Yunho replied, hands still on her waist. 

“Really!” She said excitedly, holding his forearm. 

“Really,” Yunho said back. 

“You will love it here,” she replied excitedly. She was so happy that her boyfriend was going to start going to her school. She was going to say something else, but got cut off by the bell.

“I got to go, before Mrs. Oh has a fit. I will see you at lunch,” she said, stepping away from him as he let go of her waist, which he didn’t want to, “Bye!” 

“Bye, Piper,” the second motorcyclist said, finally letting his presence known. Piper looked at him.

“Oh, Jongho, you are here too. Ningning is going to be so happy to see you. Okay, bye then,” Piper replied, waving before turning and walking away as Yunho and Jongho watched her go, before going to their lockers, not caring about being late. 

Somewhere inside a classroom

A girl ran in and went straight to her friend sitting in the middle. 

“Winter, Winter,” she said as she caught her breath.

“What is it? Seyoung,” Winter asked.

“There are two new handsome guys at new school,” Seyoung replied.

“What, really.” 

“Yea, I took a picture of them. Here,” Seyoung said, showing Winter her phone with the picture on it.

“Damn, they are, especially the tall one. I think I just found myself a boyfriend. With him by my side, we will be the hottest couple of the school,” Winter replied, smiling at Yunho in the picture, “Sent me that picture.” Winter handed Seyoung’s phone back to her. 

With Piper

Piper walked into her class, barely making it as the bell rang as soon as she stepped inside the room. She sat down next to her friend Ningning. 

“You barely made it,” Ningning said to her.

“Yea, good thing Mrs. Oh is not here yet,” She replied, “Oh, Ning, guess what.”

“What?”

“Yunho and Jongho are going to our school now.”

“What? Really!”

“Yeah, I saw them just before coming here.”

“Finally, I can see my boo every single day and hour now,” Ningning said. 

“I know. It’s going to be nice having them here,” Piper replied. Then, they stood up to greet Mrs. Oh as she walked into the classroom. 

At Lunch 

Yunho and Jongho were sitting at a table with a group of guys. He wanted to sit next to his girlfriend. He even saved her a seat, but these stupid guys came and sat down next to them. He was going to tell them off, but Jongho stopped him and told him to play nice. Right now, he was looking at his girlfriend, who was eating her lunch. 

“Winter, the new guy is looking at you,” Seyoung said as she saw Yunho looking their way. 

“What? Really!” Winter said as she looked at Yunho’s table to see him really looking at her, which he wasn’t actually, “He is.” She giggled, smiling sweetly at him. At that moment, Piper looked up confused on what they were talking about. She saw her boyfriend looking at her and waved happily at him, making him smiled at her and waved back. 

“He’s smiling and waving at me,” Winter said, from her peripheral vision she saw Piper waving at him, “Why are you waving at him? Do you know him?”

“Yeah, he’s my boy-” she started to answer but got cut off before she could finish saying boyfriend.

“Oh good, you can introduce him to me,” Winter said.

“Okay, but why,” Piper asked, confused.

“What do you mean why. I fallen in love with him. I want to make him mine,” Winter answered.

“Okayyyy, you know he has a girlfriend, right,” Piper replied with a hint of jealousy. Of course, Winter would take a liking to her boyfriend. 

“Who cares. I bet I’m way prettier than her. A man like that should be with a girl like me. Once he sees me and gets to know how better I am compared to his girlfriend. He will leave her and get with me," Winter said. Piper looked down sad and started to feel insecure about herself and her body. 

“Sorry, I’m late,” Ningning asked and once she saw Piper looking down, she added, “What did I miss?”

“Winter found a guy, who is the new guy, to make her boyfriend,” Seyoung said.

“Who?” Ningning asked. “How many new guys did we get today?” 

“That guy sitting at that table, who is looking this way with a frown,” seyoung replied. Ningning looked at the table only to see Yunho, Piper’s boyfriend. Also her boyfriend, Jongho, who smiled and waved a little at her. She smiled back at him.

“Ohhh, Ningning, his friend fancy you,” Seyoung said.

“Of course, he does, he’s my boyfriend and that guy that Winter likes is Piper’s boyfriend,” she answered, not seeing Piper shaking her head no. 

“What!” Winter shouted in disappointment. Everyone in the cafeteria turned to look at their table. 

“Surprise,” Piper whispered.

“But how did someone like you get a man like that?” Winter asked.  

“Excuse me,” Piper said, feeling offended. 

“No offense, but a guy like that shouldn’t be with a girl like you.” 

“Offense taken. Why can’t a girl like me be with a guy like him?” Piper asked, annoyed. She was starting to see her true colors. She was squeezing her empty bottle of water.

“Well, you um how should I say this. You’re not pleasing to the eye.” 

“Well, clearly I’m pleasing to his eye,” Piper replied in anger, standing up, “You are the worst, no one will want to be with a girl with nasty colors.” She took her lunch tray and walked away from the table. Ningning followed her friend to make sure she was alright. She didn’t even get to eat her lunch since her friend is way more important than food. 

With Yunho

Yunho saw the girl sitting next to his girlfriend, look his way. Then, she smiled at him. He just looked at her. He saw his girlfriend look up at him. When she saw him, she smiled and waved happily at him. 

She’s so cute. Can’t wait to make her mine, oh wait, she already is,” he thought to himself as he smiled and waved back at him, ignoring the other girl who started waving back at him. Probably thinking he was waving at her. He saw the other girl talk to his girlfriend. His girlfriend's face became sad. Then, Ningning came and looked their way before saying something with his girlfriend shaking her head no. The other girl sitting next to his girlfriend said something. He saw his girlfriend's sad face change into anger with her squeezing the bottle in her hand. She said something before leaving with Ningning following her. Yunho knew that girl said something to her. He wanted to murder her for making his girl sad. 

Once they left, Yunho made his way to their table before Jongho could stop him. Winter turned to look at him with flirty eyes, but all she saw was murderous eyes looking at her and gulp scared.

“What did you say to my girl?” He asked in anger. Winter and Seyoung looked so scared.

“I suggest you answer him. You wouldn’t like to see what he will do to people who don’t answer him and hurt his queen,” Jongho said. He had followed Yunho to stop him from doing something that will get in trouble or worse arrested and in jail. When Jongho said that Winter and Seyoung eyes widened. 

“Um, shesaidagirllikehershouldn’tbewithaguylikeyouandshe’snotpleasingtotheeye (she said a girl like her shouldn’t be with a guy like you and she’s not pleasing to the eye),” Seyoung rushed nervously. Yunho looked more murderous if that is even possible.

“What did she say?” Yunho asked, he heard what she said, but would like to hear it again encase he had misheard.  

“She said “she said a girl like her shouldn’t be with a guy like you and she’s not pleasing to the eye,” Jongho replied. Yunho was even angry after hearing that. 

“My girl is more pleasing to the eye than you two are,” Yunho said and threatened, “I’m willing to let you girls slide this time, but if you ever come across my girl or give her a certain look. I wouldn’t hesitate to end you.” Then, he stood up and left to find his girl. Jongho followed suit. They found her and Ningning standing near the lockers at the far end of the hallway. They made their way to them. 

“Princess, are you okay?” Yunho asked once he got close. Piper looked up at him and smiled at him. Ningning moved away to be with her boyfriend and let Yunho comfort her.  

“Yea, just found out I've been hanging out with nasty people, but I’m better now that you are here,” Piper replied as Yunho hugged, which she returned, melting into the hug. 

“That’s why I came here,” Yunho said back, tightening his hold.

~Timeskip to end of day~

Everyone watched as Yunho and Jongho walked through the hallway holding hands with Piper and Ningning. Winter was glaring at Piper, but stopped when she saw Yunho looking, more like glaring at her. She looked away. Everyone watched as Yunho got on his motorcycle and gave his helmet to Piper to put on. Then, Piper got on the motorcycle and wrapped her arms around him. Jongho did the same thing with Ningning. Then, they drove off. They got to the mansion where everyone lived. They walked inside. Piper, Ningning, and Jongho walked into the living room where their other friends and couples were, while Yunho went to his office to take care of something since he was the mafia. 

“Hi, guys!” Piper greeted them. They greeted back as Piper sat down on the couch next to the Ryujin and Hongjoong couple. 

“What are you guys talking about?” Ningning asked.

“Well, we were talking about how Yunho is only nice to Piper. He can never tell her no and always give her what she wants,” Yeji replied.

“What, no. He’s not only nice to me. He doesn’t give me what I want,” Piper argued, disagreeing.

“Yes, he is and does.”

“He even changed schools cause you said I quote ‘I wish you were going to my school, so I can be with you all day long’,” Wooyoung teased in her voice. Piper threw a pillow at him.

“I don’t sound like that. I bet I can prove to you guys that he can say no to me,” Piper challenged, “You all will owe me 20 bucks each.”

“You will be the one giving us 20 bucks,” Karina replied as Yunho walked into the room. He walked to where Piper was and pulled her off the couch. Then, he sat down before pulling her to sit on his lap, which she did. He started typing something on his phone.

“Hey, Yunnie.”

“Yea, princess,” he answered without looking from his phone.

“I saw this $100,000 bag online that I really want.”

“What’s the shop name and I will order it for you.”

“Okay, I want a new phone.”

“You want a galaxy or iPhone?”

“I want a Ferrari.”

“What color do you want it in?” Yunho asked, still not looking from his phone. The others were smirking at Piper. 

“I want Lee Jung Suk.”

“I don’t know why you want him, but I will plan to kidnap him for you,” Yunho said. Piper was shocked as the others were silently laughing at her and giving her ‘I told so’ looks. Piper was getting frustrated with Yunho. Then, she thought of something and gave the others a smirk. 

“Can I kiss him when you bring him to me?” She asked, smirking. This made Yunho look up from his phone at her, glaring at her.

“No, you will not kiss him. You are mine,” Yunho growled, wrapping boths hands around her waist tightly. 

“Ha, pay up,” She said to the others, raising her hand out. Everyone whined and handed her 20 bucks.

“Of course, he will say no to anything that involves you touching anyone other than him,” Wooyoung said as he handed her his 20 dollars as well. 

“A bet is a bet,” Piper replied, counting her money. Yunho was confused. 

“You guys are betting on me?” Yunho said angrily, glaring at them. 

“We didn’t, your girlfriend did,” Wooyoung said, putting the blame on Piper as he and the others raised their hands in surrender. Piper rolled her eyes at that. 

“Princess?” Yunho said softly to Piper, looking at her. 

“I’m sorry, Yunnie. They were saying that you can never say no to me. I wanted to prove them wrong and get some cash in my pocket. I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad,” She said, turning to him, kissing him on the cheek. 

“Okay, you still don’t want Lee Jung Suk, right.”

“Of course not, I also don’t want any of the other stuff. Besides, why would I want him when I got you?” Piper replied, which made Yunho smile and kiss her. 

“Eww, get a room,” Wooyoung said. Yunho gave him the finger, making everyone laugh. 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 58: Lee Jongsuk

Summary:

Here another Jongsuk one! Enjoy!!. You will probably see him in fatherly roles with a child character of mine instead of romance roles with one of my girls.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Jongsuk was sitting in front of his parents. They were discussing him taking over the CEO position as the new CEO since his dad wants to retire. 

“Jongsuk, do you really want the CEO position?” His Dad asked.

“I do, Appa.”

“I don’t mind handing the company to you, but you need to do one more thing before I do so.”

“Which is?”

“You have to get married,” his dad said. Jongsuk was shocked. 

“How? I don’t have any girl in my life.”

“That’s fine. I already chose a girl for you,” his mother finally spoke. Jongsuk knew this was going to happen. His mother was always waiting for him to bring home a girlfriend and get him married and have children. She has been dreaming of being a grandmother. He wanted to marry for love, but he really wants the CEO position. He doesn’t want his cousin to get it since he knows his cousin was going to ruin his father's company and not make it flourish, so he had no choice. 

“Fine, I will marry her,” he agreed. His mother clapped her hands in excitement.

“Wonderful, you will love her. She is my best friend’s daughter,” his mother said. She was happy to be able to fulfill her dead friend's last wish. 

Flashback

Ma’dam, you got a letter,” a maid said, handing it to her boss, who took it. She looked at the letter, which was addressed to her. She opened it, pulled the letter out, and began reading it.

Dear Hyejin,

 It’s been so long since I last saw you. How have you been? I know you have been keeping contact with me, but I wasn’t replying. I’m sorry I couldn’t, more like I wasn’t allowed to. So, if you are reading this, then I’m no longer in this life. Can I ask one last favor from you?

I have a lovely daughter that I’m leaving behind in the hands of an abusive father. That’s right, I haven’t been living a happy life since I married that bastard Julian. I should’ve listened to you when you told me that he wasn’t a good man. Now, my daughter will suffer in his hands more since I’m not there to protect her anymore. As a dying wish, can you save my daughter from that bastard? Her name is Emersyn, she is a very well-mannered and lovely girl. You will love her. 

Can you marry my Emersyn to your son? It’s the only way for her to get away from him. That bastard might want money in exchange. Please do anything to save her. Please.

                                      Love, your dearest friend, Alina. 

When the lady, now known as Hyejin, finished reading, she had tears falling down her face, which is how her husband found her. He ran to her side when he saw her crying.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” He asked, holding her.

“It’s Alina.”

“What about her?” He asked, he knew that was her best friend’s name. He didn’t like her since every time his wife thinks about her she becomes sad. 

“She’s dead, for god knows how long and I’m only hearing about right now from her,” she replied, he hugged her, letting her cry into his shoulder. After a few minutes, she stopped crying and stepped out of his shoulder. 

“She asked me one last wish.”

“Which is?”

“She wants me to save her daughter from her abusive husband by marrying her to our son,” she explained, looking at him, waiting for his reaction.

“If that’s the only way to save the poor girl from that bastard’s hand, then let’s do it. Even though Jongsuk is not going to be happy. This will be good for him since she will be the only girl that won’t want him for his money,” he agreed after a few seconds.

“Jongsuk will never agree to this.”

“Don’t worry, I have a way to make him agree,” he replied, Hyejin nodded, trusting her husband.

“But that bastard won't hand her over willingly, he would want money in exchange.”

“We have plenty of that,” the husband said, “Now, we need to go get her before that bastard does something bad to her like he probably did to her mother. I have a feeling that he was behind her death.” 

~Timeskip: week later~

Hyejin and her husband were sitting in front of the bastard, Julian, while Emersyn was in the kitchen getting them drinks as her father instructed her. When Hyejin and her husband saw her, they were more determined to take her away from him. She had so many bruises on her body, she was so malnourished. They could see her bones.  Emersyn came and set the drinks on the table before going back into the kitchen.

“What pleasure do I have to have the one and only Hyejin in my humble home?” Julian asked.

“We would like to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage,” Hyejin said. As soon as she said that, they heard a glass break in the kitchen. They turned to see Emersyn kneeling on the floor, picking up broken glass pieces. Hyejin could see her hands shaking as she was picking up the glass pieces. From the corner of her eyes, she could see the angry face of Julian, which he fixed when they turned back to him.

“As you could see, she is not fit for marriage. She-” he started to say but was cut off by the husband.

“We will pay $100,000 for her,” the husband said, placing a check on the table. Julian was shocked at first, but smiled after. 

“Well, in that case, she’s all yours,” he smiled as he took the check, looking at it, “Emersyn! Go pack your bag. You are going with this lovely couple!” 

“Yes, father,” she said, before going to her room. After 30 minutes, she walked out carrying a duffel bag. She stood next to Hyejin, who was waiting for her. Hyejin took her hand, pulling along to the door and out of the house.

“It was pleasure doing business with Mr. Bank,” the husband said.

“What, you too,” Julian said, still not looking from the check. 

“Bastard” the husband thought, before walking out the door. Hyejin was in the back of the car with Emersyn. The husband got inside the passenger side and told the driver to go the airport.

“Emersyn, don’t worry. I’m your mother’s best friend. She sent me to you. She asked me to save you and take you away from here,” Hyejin said. Emersyn looked at her.

“My mother?” She asked as tears started falling down her face. Hyejin nodded and hugged her. 

“Don’t worry sweetie, you will never be treated like you were before. You will be treated like a princess,” Hyejin promised. Her husband watched from the rear view mirror with a smile, knowing his wife already adopted her as her daughter.

End of Flashback 

Emersyn, please come out,” Hyejin said in English. Jongsuk looked to see a girl with curly hair step out of the kitchen, walking towards his mother and standing by her. Emersyn has been living with them for a week. She looked better compared to a week ago. The bruises on her face disappeared, while the ones on her body were still there. They will take a while to disappear. Jongsuk never saw her while he was here, probably due to her always being in her room when he visited.

“Jongsuk, meet Emersyn, your fiancé. Emersyn, meet my son, Jongsuk,” Hyejin introduced, for Emersyn she said it in English even though she knew Emersyn knew Korean. She didn’t want her son to know that though, she wanted him to find out for himself. Emersyn faced Jongsuk and looked at him before looking away and bowing at him as a greeting. Jongsuk bowed back. 

“Why don’t you take her out and get to know her,” Hyejin suggested. Jongsuk wanted to decline, but his father gave him a look, so he had no choice. He nodded, standing up from his seat, before he could walk to the door, his father pulled him to him.

Son, please treat her nicely,” he whispered into his ear. Jongsuk nodded, then his father let him go. Emersyn looked at Hyejin, nervously. Hyejin looked at her and held her hands.

Sweetie, don’t be nervous. He's very sweet,” Hyejin assured, “Go and have fun, you deserve it.” Hyejin heard all the stories from Emersyn and how she wasn’t allowed to hang out with friends, leading to her not having friends anymore. She and Alina weren’t allowed to leave the house with Juilan’s permission. Emersyn nodded and followed Jongsuk, who was waiting for her by the door. He opened the door and gestured for her to go first. She walked out and he followed, closing the door to his parents’ house. He walked ahead of her to his car, hoping she was following, which she was. He opened the passenger side door.

“Thank you,” She whispered in Korean, shocking him a little as she got inside. He shut the door and walked to the driver’s side and getting in. He started to the car. He didn’t know where to take her, so he decided to take her to his favorite restaurant.

Have you had lunch yet?” He asked in English just because she knew how to say thank you in Korean doesn’t mean she knew Korean as he drove out of his parents’ driveway and out of the main gate. 

No,” She answered in a soft voice. Jongsuk nodded as he continued driving. After a few minutes, he parked at the restaurant. He walked to open her door, but she opened herself. 

I’m sorry. I didn’t know you wanted to open it for me,” She said nervously like she was scared that he would hurt her for that mistake.

“Why does she sound like she was scared, like I would hurt her for doing that? I need to find more information from my mother and father about her," he thought.He was going to say it’s okay, but she already closed the door. He opened the door for her this time. She got out.

Thank you,” she said as he closed the door and locked the car. He nodded and began walking to the entrance of the restaurant with Emersyn following behind. He opened the door for her and she stepped inside. 

“Chaeryoung, your man is here,” a worker said to another worker, “And it looks like he already has a girlfriend.”

Chaeryoung looked at the door to see Jongsuk, her crush with a foreign girl. She watched as they walked to an empty table. Jongsuk pulled a chair out for her, before sitting down himself. They started looking at the menu.

He’s such a gentleman that’s why I fell in love with him, but what’s that foreigner doing with him,” Chaeryoung thought angrily. She grabbed her notepad and pen, walking towards them. 

What would you like to have?” Jongsuk asked Emersyn, who was looking at the menu. Everything on the menu was expensive. The allowance that she got from auntie that she saved after buying a pair of shoes, a couple books was only enough for a potato soup. She was thinking she was paying for her food.

I will have Gamjaguk,” She replied, before setting the menu down. 

You don’t want anything else?” He asked her, he was expecting her to order more than that since the other girls he dated would order a lot and the most expensive things. 

Was she being cautious since I was playing?”  He thought.

No, just that,” She answered as Chaeryoung came to their table. 

“Are you ready to order?” She asked, addressing Jongsuk, ignoring Emersyn. 

“Yes, we will have a gamjaguk, Korean curry rice, japchae, and gyeran Mari with milkis and two cups of water” Jongsuk ordered, he decided to order other dishes for her since she looked a little malnourished. Chaeryoung wrote their orders down.

“Those will be out in a few minutes. I will be back with your Milkis and two cups of water,” She said, before bowing and walking away.

Where are you originally from?” Jongsuk asked, trying to start a conversation.

I’m originally from Los Angeles,” Emersyn answered. 

How long have you been living in Korea?” He continued. 

I only got here a week ago. Your parents brought me here personally,” She said.

Why?”

Because of my mother,” She explained, not going into detail since she didn’t want to tell him about her abusive home encase he won’t marry her if he finds out. She didn’t want to go back to her abusive father. Jongsuk wanted to say something else but was interrupted by Chaeryoung coming back with their food. Chaeryoung set their drinks down on the table. 

“I will be back with your food shortly,” She said to Jongsuk, ignoring Emersyn again, which Emersyn started to notice. Jongsuk nodded, then, Chaeryoung left. Emersyn took a sip of her water. Jongsuk noticed that she didn’t want to talk about the reason his parents brought her here, so he decided to not question her further. After a few minutes, Chaeryoung came back with their food. She set the Gamjaguk on in front of Emersyn and the rest down. Emersyn began eating her soup. After a few minutes, she finished and Jong Suk moved that plate and set japchae infront of her. She looked up at him.

Try this. It’s really good," he said, nodding at the food. She nodded and tried. He did this with the gyeran Mari until she finished everything. 

I’m going to go use the bathroom. Be right back,” She said.

Okay, I will go pay,” He replied.

Okay, here is my portion of the bill,” she offered, taking money from her pocket.

No need, it’s on me,” he denied as he got up to pay, while Emersyn placed the money back in her pocket, before getting up to go to the bathroom. After she finished doing her business, she got out of the restroom, only to be stopped by Chaeryoung. 

Excuse me,” Emersyn said, trying to go around her, but got blocked by her. Emersyn looked at her confused.

What are you to him?” Chaeyoung demanded in English.

Does she like him?” Emersyn thought.

“I’m his fiancé” she answered in Korean. Chaeryoung was shocked by the Korean and what she said. 

He’s engaged. There goes my chance,” Chaeryoung thought as she nodded, before stepping aside. 

Emersyn walked quickly. She saw Jongsuk waiting by the entrance to the restrooms. He saw Chaeryoung go there and went to watch encase she was going to cause trouble, which she didn’t. 

You ready?” He asked. 

Emersyn nodded as Jongsuk and her went back to the car. Emersyn was waiting for him to open the door, but opened it herself, when she saw him go to his side. They got in and Jongsuk started driving again to their next destination.

“So, you speak Korean?” he questioned since he heard her speaking to Chaeryoung.

“Oh, yes. My mother taught me it. I only spoke English to you since who always spoke English to me,” She explained. 

He nodded and continued driving to their next destination, which was the mall. When he got there, he parked the car, and he and Emersyn, who was confused, got out. He walked into the mall with Emersyn following behind him still confused. He walked to a store, but stopped before going in by a phone call. He turned to Emersyn and handed her his black card, which she took, confused. 

“Buy whatever you like,” he said, walking away to answer the phone call before she could tell him she doesn’t need any new clothes even though she does. 

All she could do was walk into the store with the card, which she put in her shirt pocket. She walked to the dress section since she has no dresses since she doesn’t really like wearing them because of her scars. Now that she was away from the abuse, she wanted to start wearing them since her scars will heal without getting new ones. She found a dress she liked and looked at the price.

$300! For one dress. No thanks, I don’t need it,” she thought, shocked at the price. She looked at other dresses hoping to find one under $50, but couldn’t. They all were so expensive. A saleswoman came to her. 

Hello. Can help?” The saleswoman said in English to her best ability. Emersyn looked at her and smiled.

“Yes, do you have a clearance section?” She asked the saleswoman. The saleswoman signed in relief that Emersyn could speak Korean. 

“Yes, we do. Right this way,” she replied as she walked away, Emersyn followed her. The saleswoman led her to a small rack in the back of the store. 

“Thank you,” Emersyn thanked her. The saleswoman nodded.

“If you need to try anything on, we have a dressing room right there, just find me,” the saleswoman said back, pointing to the far end of the store. Emersyn nodded at her and the Saleswoman left to help other customers. Emersyn looked at the prices first. 

30, 40,45, 50, this is more like my budget,” she thought, before looking through to find dresses that she liked, which wasn’t much since all the dresses were ugly, no wonder they are on clearance. She just picked two dresses that were decent enough. She went to go find the saleswoman. 

“Are you ready to try things on?” The saleswoman asked as she saw her approaching. Emersyn nodded. The lady led her to a dress room that had a waiting lodge, which was blocked from other dressing rooms.

“Let me know if you need help zipping things up,” the lady said. Emersyn nodded and went inside the dressing room, pulling the curtains around to seal it. 

With Jongsuk 

Jongsuk finished his phone call and went inside the store, trying to find Emersyn, but couldn’t. A saleswoman came to him.

“Are you looking for the black lady?” She asked. Jongsuk nodded. 

“She is in the dressing room with one of our saleswomen,” she said, pointing to it. Jongsuk thanked her and walked to the dressing room. He stepped inside.

“Emersyn,” he called. 

“In here,” she answered. A saleswoman opened a room, gestured for him to come in. 

“You can sit there. She’s almost done trying on the first one,” She instructed. Jongsuk sat down on the couch. 

“Do you mind asking how many dresses she is trying on?” He asked, he had a feeling that she was only trying on one. 

“She is trying on two dresses from our clearance rack,” the lady replied. Jongsuk signed after hearing that.

I’m glad she is not a gold digger,” he thought. 

“Can you get her more dresses for her to try on?” He asked her. The lady nodded and went to find more dresses. After a few minutes, she came back with ten dresses in her arms. The lady went to the dressing room.

“Are you done wearing the first dress?” She asked Emersyn.

“Yea, can you zip the back for me?” Emersyn answered as she opened the curtain just enough for the lady. She was shocked by the lady having a lot of dresses in her arms.

“I have brought you more to try on upon request by your boyfriend?” She said as she walked into the room, closing the curtains. She hooked the dresses on the wall. She looked at Emersyn and was shocked to see the bruises on her arms and legs.

“Oh my god,” she said, “What happened? Did that man sitting outside do this to you?” 

“No, no. It’s not him. It was another man that I’m far away from now,” Emersyn answered. The lady nodded.

“But he is treating you right, right?” She asked. 

“He has been nothing but sweet and kind,” she replied.

“Good or I would have gone out there to give him a piece of my mind,” the lady said back, “Now, let’s try on a different dress because this dress is not faltering on you.” Emersyn giggled as she got out of the dress. 

“Try on this one. You will have him mesmerized,” the lady said, showing her a yellow dress with asymmetrical neck ruffle and asymmetrical ruffle trim on the bottom. One shoulder looked like it would be off the shoulder. Emersyn thought the dress was beautiful, but she was worried about showing her bruises to Jongsuk.

“You don’t like it?” The lady asked once she noticed her silence. 

“No, I love it. It’s just that  he doesn’t know about this,” Emersyn replied, pointing to her bruises.

 “I think his parents told him, but they may have not,” she thought.

“Well, he has to know somehow. Besides, from what I observed, he seems like a caring and understanding boyfriend,” the lady assured her. Emersyn nodded.

“You’re right,” She said. Then, the lady helped her into the dress. The lady pulled the curtain open, making  Jongsuk look up from his phone. The lady was right he was mesmerized as he just stared at Emersyn. He noticed the bruises, but didn’t say anything about them or gave them any look to not make her uncomfortable.

I need to ask eomma and appa more information about her life,” he thought as he kept staring at her beauty. 

He’s not saying anything about the bruises, so he probably knows about them,” She thought.

“What did I tell you, mesmerized,” The lady whispered to Emersyn, giggling. Emersyn smiled shyly at Jongsuk. 

Beautiful,” he thought when he saw her smile. 

“What do you think, sir? Doesn’t she look beautiful?” The lady asked him, snapping him out of the spell. 

“Um, what. Yes. We will take that one,” he stumbled, making Emersyn and the lady giggle as the lady pulled the curtain closed to try on more dresses. After two hours and a half, Emersyn and Jongsuk stepped out of the mall with ten shopping bags.They went to other stores after the first. Emersyn kept telling him she didn’t need anymore things, but he insisted. 

Later that night 

“Eomma, appa, you need to tell me about her life,” he said to his parents once Emersyn went to bed. 

“You saw her bruises didn’t you?” Hyejin asked. Jongsuk nodded. 

“She has not been living the best life back in Los Angeles. She has been living with her abusive father, which is where the bruises came from. Her mother, my best friend, sent me a letter after she died asking me to save her from him,” Hyejin explained to her son.

“So, son, you need to treat her well. I think she is a good girl for you,” his father added. 

“I promised I will, don’t worry,” Jongsuk promised.

I will always protect you,” he silently promised. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Notes:

I hate the ending, it had so much potential, but I was lazy to keep writing.

Chapter 59: Heeseung

Summary:

Sorry for the long wait. Here a Heeseung one. Enjoy!!!

Notes:

WARNING: there’s abuse, violence in this story.

Chapter Text

Keera was still at her father's funeral after everyone left and he was buried. She was crying by his grave since she lost both of her parents. Her mother at six years old, and now her father at 16 years old. Apparently, he died in his sleep, but that wasn’t true. He was suffocated by someone, who was here at the funeral right next to her, rubbing her back. 

“It’s okay, Keera. You can stay with me, so you don’t have to live in that house all alone,” the person said. 

“Thank you, Jingoo,” she replied.

“It’s nothing, you are my girlfriend. I will do anything for you,” the person, now known as Jingoo, said back as he wiped her tears, “Now, let’s go pack your staff.” Keera nodded and smiled at him. Jingoo, who was 20 years old, was always obsessed with Keera since he laid eyes on her when she was ten and he was fourteen. Her father found out about his obsession over his daughter and did anything so they didn’t cross paths, but there’s only so much he can do. When she introduced him as her boyfriend at sixteen years old, he refused and locked her in the house. In the middle of the night, Jingoo got into their house and suffocated her dad with a pillow while he was sleeping. How did the father and daughter not hear anything since they were werewolves? Well, Jingoo placed a smoke bomb filled with wolfsbane, which weakens werewolves inside before going inside with a gas mask since he was a werewolf as well. He had also been feeding it to Keera, so she couldn’t find her true mate, and manipulated her into believing he is her mate.

***

Keera and Jingoo were having sex in their room, when he asked,

“Can I mark you?”

Keera was hesitant to respond since her heart was telling her to not let him mark her.

“Come on, we are mates. It’s only natural that I mark you,” Jingoo manipulated, making her nod.

“You’re right. You can mark me,” she agreed. Then, as he reached the climax, he bit her scent gland. She screamed in pain when he did. It was so painful. She was trying to get him to stop, but he grabbed her hands and held it above her head. He already knew it was going to be painful since he wasn’t her true mate. He releases her neck and hands. She held her neck, which was throbbing in pain. Her neck was going to be still in pain until her true mate bit her. 

“Was it supposed to be that painful?” She asked weakly. 

“Yes,” He lied. 

“Do I bite you now?” 

“No, I only mark you,” he replied, which made her confused, but she nodded, before passing out due to the pain in her neck. He actually didn’t want to feel that pain for the rest of his life, so he didn’t let her bite him to complete the bond. It was going to be only a one way connection, only he can feel her. 

Three years later

Keera was sitting at the couch watching tv when the doorbell rang. Since it was night time and all maids went home, she had to go open the door. She got up and went to the door and opened it to see a man. 

“Hi, how can I help you?” She asked. 

“I’m looking for Jingoo, is he here?”

“Not yet, he will be here in 40 minutes. Who may you be?”

“I’m his friend, Sunghoon. Who are you?”

“Oh, I’m his mate, Keera. Nice to meet you. Do you want to come in and wait for him?” Keera replied with a smile. 

Mate? I didn’t see a mark on Jingoo’s neck,” Sunghoon thought as he looked at her neck and saw a mark, “So, he only bit her. I wonder why?”

“Nice to meet you. If that isn't a problem,” he said back. 

“It won’t. Please, come in,” she assured, opening the door more and stepping aside to let him in. He went inside and she closed the door. He sat on the couch. 

“Would you like something to drink while you wait?”

“Yea, sure,” he answered. Keera went into the kitchen and got a soda from the fridge. Then, she filled a glass with water. She took those two drinks to him.

“Here you go, I bought you coke and a glass of water since I didn’t know what you wanted,” she said as she set them on the coffee table. Then, she set down next to him, making sure to create some distance between them even though she didn’t need to worry since he was marked. After 30 minutes, Keera and Sunghoon got over their awkwardness and were talking to each other. Sunghoon found some interesting thing about her and Jingoo relationship. As they were talking, they heard someone open the door, more like slammed the door. They looked up to see Jingoo stepped inside and slammed the door closed. He was angry when he saw a car that looked familiar parked outside. He looked at them, more at how close they were sitting. Keera saw he was irritated and angry and instantly got up and moved away from Sunghoon. 

“Jingoo, Sunghoon here came to see you, but you weren’t here yet. So, I let him come inside and wait for you,” She explained nervously as she walked to him, taking his jacket and briefcase from him, which he let her take, giving her an angry face. Keera gulped, before going upstairs to give them privacy, her hand was shaking a little. Sunghoon noticed all of it. Jingoo turned to him with a smile, which was fake.

“Sunghoon, you could have called and let me know that you needed to meet with me and I would have scheduled a time, so you wouldn’t had to wait this long,” Jingoo said as he went and sat across from him. 

“I know, but this was urgent. I need to give these files directly to you,” Sunghoon replied, placing the files on the table, “They include everything on the project. Once you’ve looked over them, decide if you want to accept or reject, give us a call.” 

“Is that all?”

“Yes,” Sunghoon answered as he stood up, walking to the door, Jingoo following suit. Jingoo opened the door for him.

“I will look those files over and give you a call,” Jingoo said, “Have a good night.” 

“You too, tell your wife, it was nice meeting her,” Sunghoon replied, knowing that they’re not even married legally, before turning around and heading to his car. Jingoo slammed the door closed. Then, he made a beeline upstairs. He walked into their bedroom, slammed the door shut, which made Keera, who was sitting on the bed jump and stood up.  He walked up to her and slapped her, making her drop to the floor. 

“You're flirting with another man while I’m not at home!” He shouted, grabbing her by the neck, making her choke. He pressed her mark, causing her enormous amount of pain, which he knew it would. Then, he threw her against the wall. She hit her back, before sliding down.

“I didn’t flirt with him, I promise Jingoo. I was just talking to him. I thought it was fine since he already mated. I'm sorry it won’t happen again,” She cried, tears running down her face as she held her mark that was throbbing from the pain. Jingoo looked at her red cheeks and neck, before walking towards her. She flinched as he kneeled down. He held her cheek, the one he didn’t slap. 

“I’m sorry for hurting you. I just get so jealous and scared that someone will take you away from me,” he said in apology as he caressed her cheek, before bringing her into a hug. 

“Can you forgive?” He asked as he continued hugging her. She slowly returned the hug.

“I forgive you, but you know you're the only one for me,” she replied, but little did she know how wrong that sentence was. 

***

The next day Keera was in the kitchen, helping the maid clean after breakfast. Jingoo has already left for work. The maid was worried for her kind-hearted mistress after seeing the wounds on her cheek and neck. She knew that Keera was getting abused by Jingoo, and that he wasn’t her mate since he didn’t let her mark him. He was making the maid feed her wolfsbane.The maid knew wolfsbane wasn’t good for her kind, but she couldn’t do much since he threatened to harm her. As Keera was talking with the maid, who was her only companion since she couldn’t go out and make friends because Jingoo was scared someone would take her away, there was a knock on the door. 

“I got it,” Keera said as she left what she was doing and walked to the door. She opened the door to see a young girl a couple years younger than her standing behind it. 

“Hi, how can I help you?” She asked with a smile, it's a wonder how she never lost her smile with all the abuse from Jingo, maybe it was due to the kind people around her. 

“Hi, ma’am, I’m the new maid,” The girl replied nervously, she couldn’t lose this job or her boyfriend, Sunghoon will behead her, not literally thought. 

“Oh, you are Heejin. Come in,” Keera said happily, moving to the side to let her in. Once Heejin got inside, Keera closed and locked the door. 

“Please, have a seat,” She said gesturing to Heejin to sit at the couch as she sat across from her. The maid came and sat some drinks and cookies at the table. Keera smiled at her in thanks. 

“Do you want to introduce yourselves?”

“Ah, yes, I’m Lee Heejin. I’m 18 years old,” Heejin introduced nervously, “Nice to meet you, Ma’am.” She bowed a little. 

“Nice to meet you too, Heejin. I’m Kim Keera. Please don’t call me ma’am, it makes me feel old. Since I’m older by two years, just call me Unnie or Keera. Also, don’t be nervous around me,” Keera replied, “But when my husband is around, always call me ma’am and him sir. He doesn’t believe middle or lower class people are at the same level as higher class people. *rolled her eyes* Also, make minimal mistakes as possible around him. I don’t want you to be punished or fired even though that will never happen on my watch.” Heejin nodded.

Is he that mean? I think he is also abusive judging by the wounds on her cheek and neck,” Heejin thought. 

“If you ever have questions or need help, don’t hesitate to ask auntie Hyeri,” Keera continued, pointing to Hyeri, who smiled at her, to which she returned, “Now, eat up.” Heejin nodded and began eating the provided meal. 

I need to find some time to set up the cameras,” She thought. She was instructed by Sunghoon to set up cameras because he believed Jingoo was abusing this poor girl. 

“I see that you are mated,” Keera said, looking at Heejin’s mark. 

“Ah, yes,” Heejin replied with a smile as she touched her mark.

“Did it hurt when he bit you? Does it continue hurting after?” Keera asked, touching her mark gently since it hurts to touch.

“No, it shouldn’t. It only hurt when he first pierced your skin, other than that it felt amazing. No, it shouldn't continue hurting if the person that bit you is your fated mate,” Heejin explained, slightly confused, “Does your mark hurt?” 

“No, maybe a little,” Keera replied confused. She’s having doubts about Jingoo being her mate. 

“Did you bite him back?” Keera asked. 

“Yes, in order to complete the bond,” Heejin answered and thought, “Is her husband not her fated mate? He didn’t let her bite him back. Probably not wanting the feel the pain of a false mark”

Did Jingoo lie to me?” Keera thought, “I will ask him about it later.” 

*** 

Heejin was in the kitchen helping Hyeri make dinner. She already met Jingoo when he came back from work, and she already doesn’t like him. She saw Hyeri adding wolfsbane into one of the soups she was making.

Why are you adding wolfsbane? Do you know it’s harmful to us werewolves?” Heejin whispered. 

I know but I have no choice. He wants me to add it into her soup. If I don’t he threatens to harm me, I couldn’t die yet until I’m sure that Keera is safe,” Hyeri whispered back, “I suggest you do the same and don’t ask questions, if you don't do anything happening to you or your family. Go clean the rooms upstairs, once finished do the living room.” Heejin nodded, taking cleaning supplements and going upstairs, passing by Keera and Jingoo sitting at the couch. 

Is that how he manipulates her,” she thought, “This is also a perfect opportunity to set the cameras.” 

She got upstairs and went into their bedroom and quickly set the mini camera somewhere it couldn’t be seen, before cleaning up all the rooms that are upstairs, which were four rooms including the two bathroom. She already put one in the living room, while Keera and Hyeri were busy.

Back with Jingoo and Keera

“Jingoo, I heard that your mate needs to bite you in order to complete the bond. Why did you lie about not needing me to bite you back?” Keera asked Jingoo. Jingoo panicked.

“Who told you, you need to bite me back to complete the bone?” He asked instead of answering the question.

“I read somewhere online,” She lied, not wanting to tell him that she heard from Heejin since she doesn’t want her to get punished. 

“Babe, you shouldn’t trust anything they say online. It’s never true, people always lie to get attention,” he replied as he grabbed her hands, “You should know I never lie to you.” 

You just did,” Keera thought, before smiling.

“You right, why would you ever lie to me. You love me,” She said back with a smile, which Jingoo returned. 

“Sir and madam, dinner is ready,” Hyeri said, coming into the living room. Jingoo and Keera nodded, standing up, going to the kitchen as Heejin came downstairs.

Later that Night

“Oppa, you should see, that man is crazy. He didn’t even let her bite him to complete the bond. That shows that they’re not fated mates. I also think he’s abusing her. Poor Unnie is suffering. She is so sweet. She doesn’t deserves all that,” Heejin said, telling her brother everything she learned. Her brother, who was typing away on his computer, nodded along to what she was saying.

“And guess what?”

“What?”

“He feeds her wolfsbane every single day.”

“What!” Her brother shouted and stopped typing, “That’s harmful to werewolves. Doesn’t he know that?” He finally looked at her.

“He does, but he doesn’t care. I think that how he manipulates her since wolfsbane weakens werewolves abilities and body,” She continued.

“We need to get her out of there,” he replied.

“I have a plan. And are you okay with her staying here? I don’t think he will find her here because I know he will look for her once she is gone.”

“Yea, she can stay here, I have an extra room. When will you help her escape?”

“In a week. She is going to need help and convincing in seeing that he has been lying to her all her life,” She explained as she texted the plan to Sunghoon. Her brother went back to his typing. 

***

Keera and Heejin were talking on the couch, while Hyeri was in the kitchen making them lunch. Keera was telling them about her starting to think Jingoo is not her fated mate.

“I didn’t know he was feeding me wolfsbane all these years to weaken my senses,” Keera continued, Hyeri stopped feeding her wolfsbane a week ago since Jingoo never noticed anything different.

“You need to get away from here before you end up dying by his hands,” Heejin replied.

“How can I? I have nowhere to go. Besides he will just find me,” Keera said back. 

“We will escape together, I know a place he will never find you at,” Heejin explained, “We will go tomorrow morning when he’s at work and auntie Hyeri is not here for her day off. That way she wouldn’t know anything and won’t be punished.” Hyeri came back with lunch. 

“That's a perfect idea,” Hyeri said as she set the tray down, before looking at Keera, “Please, don’t worry about me and just enjoy your freedom and be happy. I couldn’t watch you go through all that abuse. I never had children, you are like a daughter to me.” Keera smiled and went and hugged her, which Hyeri returned, before letting go. Hyeri gestured to a tray of food. Then, they all began eating.

Next Morning 

After Jingoo left for work, Heejin and Keera quickly packed a few things in a backpack. Then, Heejin took all the cameras she placed around. Keera decided not to ask her about them. 

“Let’s go,” She said. Then, Keera and her walked out of the house. There was a car packed outside. They got in, Heejin in the front and Keera in the back. Keera saw that the driver was Sunghoon.

“Sunghoon,” she said, who turned around and smiled and waved at her. She looked at Heejin silently asking how she knew him.

“Keera, meet my boyfriend, Sunghoon,” Heejin answered her silent question. 

“Hi, Keera, nice to see you again,” Sunghoon greeted. Keera nodded with a smile as Sunghoon drove away from the house. They got to an apartment building. Heejin got off, Keera following suit. Heejin leaded over the window.

“Is that evidence enough to send that bastard away?” She asked her boyfriend. 

“Yes, only for a couple of years. I’m trying to get him sent away for more, so I’m collecting other evidence for another sentence,” Sunghoon answered. Heejin nodded, before stepping away from the car. Sunghoon waved at them, then drove away. 

“Let’s go,” Heejin said as Keera and her walked inside the building. Keera was just following Heejin. Heejin got to an apartment and knocked on the door. Then, the door, revealing her brother.

Mate!” His wolf, Ethan shouted. The brother was shocked to find his mate in the form of his sister’s boss.

She probably doesn’t feel my presence due to all that wolfsbane she consumed,” He thought. 

“Heejin,” he said, turning to Keera with a smile , “You must be Keera. Nice to finally meet you. You guys may come in.” He moved to the side to let them in. They walked in and he closed and locked the door. Heejin pulled her to sit on the couch. The brother went and got her a drink. He came back and handed it to her, which Keera grabbed with a gentle smile. When they hands touched, they felt electric shocks run through their bodies. Keera took her hand back, looking at it. The brother quickly grabbed the glass before it could crash. 

“What’s wrong, Unnie?” Heejin asked. 

“Um,” Keera started, before Heejin got what was going on as she saw Keera still looking at her hand, then her brother’s hand. 

“Oh my gosh! You must have felt an electric shock when you touched my brother. That means you guys are mates,” Heejin interrupted, excitedly. 

“Mates?” Keera questioned, looking at Heejin.

“Yea, he’s your real mate, vice versa. Only real mates feel electric shocks when they touch each other,” Heejin explained. 

“I never felt that when I touched Jingoo. So, Is he really my mate?” Keera thought, looking at the brother, who smiled at her. 

“This is perfect. You're going to become my real sister!” Heejin shouted in excitement, “Wait, I haven’t introduced him to you yet.” 

“Unnie, meet Heeseung, my brother and Oppa, you know her already,” She introduced, happily. Keera smiles at him, finally. 

“Then, can he get rid of this?” Keera asked, pointing to her false mark. Heeseung felt Ethan wagging his tail in happiness when she said that. He was happy that she wanted to get his mark. 

“Unfortunately, he can’t at this time. He will be able to do it during your heat, which will probably take some time for you to get it due to all that wolfsbane you were fed,” Heejin answered, sadly. She knew all of this because she was studying to be a vet. Keera slightly pouted, before nodding. 

Cute,” Heeseung thought as he caught the pout.

With Jingoo

Jingoo returned from work at night. He got out of his car, slamming the door. He was angry due to Sunghoon suddenly deciding not to do the project with his company. He opened his house and got inside. He realized the house was silent.

“Keera!” He shouted, but no reply. He dropped his things. He looked in the kitchen and didn’t see anyone. He went upstairs. He walked into their bedroom and didn’t see her. He looked in the other room and two bathrooms, but still didn’t see her. He got really angry.

“She ran away!!” said he shouted in anger as he realized there were some of her clothes missing. 

“YOU CANNOT RAN AWAY FROM ME!! I WILL FIND YOU! YOU CANNOT HIDE FROM  ME FOR SO LONG!!” he shouted in anger. He took his phone and made a call.

Mr. Bae, a pleasure to have you call me. What can I do for you?” The person picked up.

“Is that favor still available?”

Yes.”

“Wonderful. I need help finding someone.”

Who?”

“My wife,” Jingoo answered. He called Keera his wife even though they weren’t married legally or on paper. 

What’s her name?” The person on the other line asked.

“Kim Keera.”

“I will get back to you in a month,” The person on the other line said, before hanging up. 

***

Keera and Heeseung were inside a building to meet a business partner. They were going to take the elevator, but an important person was here and was occupying it since they didn’t like anybody else in the elevator with them. Heeseung and Keera decided to take the stairs. 

“Who is so important that they are making us take the stairs?” She complained, as she kept climbing stairs, holding Heeseung’s hand.

“Me,” they heard from in front of them. Keera froze as she looked up to see if it’s really who she thought it was. It was who she thought it was, Jingoo, who was coming down the stairs since he smelt her. She lets go of Heeseung’s hand and backed up against the wall. Heeseung tired to get to her, but Jingoo’s men held him. Jingoo went to her. Her pheromones were going all over the place, which was affecting Heeseung. He started to overpower Jingoo’s men, but they injected him with some wolfsbane to weaken him. After the injection, Heeseung got weak, so he couldn’t get out of their hold. 

“You dare to run away from me. I’m your mate. You will come home with me right this instant, understood,” Jingoo said angrily, as Keera shook like a leaf, while nodding her head. He grabbed her. Heeseung screamed. 

“Let her go, you monster! She is not going anywhere with you!”

“Well, you see this bite right here, this indicates that she is my mate, so she belongs with me.” 

“That bite doesn’t mean anything. It’s a false mark. If she was your mate, you would have let her bite you to complete the bond, which you didn’t, proving that she isn’t your mate,” Heeseung said growling. 

“Doesn’t matter,” Jingoo replied, as he started to drag Keera downstairs, but was stopped by someone coming up the stairs. 

“Let her go, Mr. Bae,” the person said.

“Mr. Ok, she is my wife,” Jingoo replied, “The one I asked you to find.” 

“I’m not going to ask again, Mr. Bae, let her go,” Mr. Ok ordered.  He was the person that Jingoo asked to find Keera. Jingoo was scared since Me. Ok was Beast, the mafia of Korea, but he still didn’t want to let Keera go. 

“I can’t, Mr. Ok,” Jingoo refused. Mr. Ok nodded at Heeseung. Then, Heeseung ripped the men off him, knocking all of them down, before going to Jingoo and Keera. He ripped Jingoo off of her. Jingoo didn’t even have a chance to fight back as he hit the wall, before sliding down. Heeseung held Keera close to him in a protective hold. He was still growling in anger, but Keera touched his face, which calmed him down a little. Mr. Ok walked to Jingoo, squatting down. 

“You are wondering how the wolfsbane didn’t work on him. That’s because he is from a family of elite alphas. Wolfsbane only weakens them for a few seconds,” Mr. Ok said to him, “And you are under arrest for the abuse of my niece and murder of my brother-in-law.” After he said that, police came. Mr. Ok stepped away from him as the police grabbed and put him in handcuffs. The police took him away. Sunghoon who came with the police, came to Mr. Ok.

“Thank you for all your help, Me. Ok,” He said. 

“It’s my niece, of course I would help, but you’re welcomed,” Mr. Ok replied, before going to Heeseung and Keera. Keera looked at him, stepping out of Heeseung’s hold. 

“You’re my uncle?” She asked.

“Yes, from your mother’s side. I’m your mother’s brother,” Mr. Ok answered with a smile. Keera smiled and hugged him. Mr. Ok was shocked that she accepted him right away.

“You’re uncle yeonnie,” she said, happily, “Mother talked a lot about you when she was alive.” He smiled and returned the hug, his hold slightly tighter. He was happy that his sister made sure to talk about him even though he told her to never talk about knowing him encase rivals are listening. He had sent his sister away for protection from their family's dangerous business. He found out his sister had been dead 10 years, and she left a letter for him and told him about his niece. He has been looking for Keera for years. That’s why he stopped doing Jingoo’s favor when he found it was his niece Jingoo was looking for. Also, Sunghoon came to him for help and told him all about what Jingoo was doing to his niece. He wanted to kill him, but decided to let justice deal with him. 

“We will catch up later. For now, I’m going to let you go back to your mate before he kills me,” He replied, crackling a little as he let go of her. Keera turned back to look at Heeseung, who had a scowled face, making her giggle at him. Keera took her phone that Heeseung got for her and handed to her uncle. She wanted him to type his number in there, which he got. He typed his number and handed it back to. 

“Call me whenever and I will always pick up,” he said as he patted her head. She nodded with a smile, before going to Heeseung.

“Mr. Lee, I accept your proposal and will be sending further details,” The uncle said to Heeseung. He was the partner they were going to meet. Heeseung nodded, before taking Keera’s hand and going back down the stairs as Keera waved bye at her uncle. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 60: Park SeoJoon

Summary:

Here a short Seojoon one. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

It’s time,” a bride consultant said to a bride, sitting on a couch inside a room. The bride smiled and nodded. She got up and the consultant fixed her dress. 

Congratulations on your wedding. Your soon-to-be husband is handsome. You are one of the luckiest girls to be chosen by Park Seojoon to be his wife,” She congratulated. 

Thank you,” The bride said, before beginning to walk out the door. She had to walk all the way to the wedding hallway and down the aisle. As she was walking from the corner of her eyes, she saw a room full of food and sweets before the door closed after a server came out. She slowly turned and opened the door of that room and walked in as the door closed after her. She saw all kinds of food and sweets on two long tables and her mouth began to water. She was a foodie, so she set her bouquet down somewhere and walked to the table. She started trying all the different kinds of food. She completely forgot her wedding and the people waiting for her in the wedding hall. 

At The Hall

Where is she? She should’ve been here,” Seojoon’s mother said. All the guests began to whispered.

She probably bailed on him.”

Yea, I knew marrying a foreigner was a bad idea.” 

Yea, that’s why I will never let my son marry a foreigner.”

Seojoon heard all of these whispers and was getting angry about the negativity his girl was getting. He knew his girl loved him and would never bail on him. He had a feeling where she may be at. 

Eomma and mother, I know where she is. I know where she is,” He said to his mother and mother-in-law, giving them a knowing look, which they immediately got the hint. 

“Oh, this girl and food. I wonder how she doesn’t gain weight with all that food she consumes,” the mother-in-law replied, shaking her head as Seojoon left the hall. He walked until he got to the room full of food that he saw on his way to the hall. He slowly opened it only to see that he was right. His girl was standing at the table full of food, stuffing her face. 

“Nat,” He called, making her turn to him with a happy smile, food crumbs on the corners of her mouth. 

“Joonnie, come try this. It’s really good,” She said, showing him the food. 

Why’s she so cute?” He thought, before he smiled and shook his head, walking to her. He wiped her mouth with his handkerchief. She brought the food to his mouth, nodding at him. He couldn’t say no to her, so he opened his mouth. She placed the food in his mouth. He ate it. 

“It’s good,” he said. 

“I know right. And try this as well,” She replied, going to grab another, but he grabbed her hand. 

“Nat, aren’t you forgetting something?” He asked, wiping her hands. He was surprised how she didn’t get anything on her wedding dress. She gave him a confused look, before her eyes widened.

“The wedding!” She shouted. He nodded.

“Everyone is waiting for us,” he said, “So, let’s go.” He grabbed her hand, pulling towards the door. 

“I’m sorry, I got sidetracked by the food. They probably think I bailed on you, which feeds into the idea of marrying foreigners being bad,” she apologized as she grabbed her bouquet. They left the room and began walking to the hall together hand in hand. 

“No worries, Baby. I don’t care about what people think,” He said back, squeezing her hand a little as they stepped into the hall. Everyone turned to them. The music started playing. They began walking down the aisle together. They stopped in front of the pastor. He began to read. Then, they began reading vows, facing each other.

“I promise to love you in sickness and in health, in good and in bad is the easiest promise I’ve ever made, because vowing to love you was something I decided when I first met you,” Nat vowed, placing a ring on his finger as he smiled at her. 

“As I have spent my whole life looking for my other half, I knew it was you from the moment we met. This marriage binds our two shores together as one unbroken path, on which I vow never to deviate, never to falter, and to always be by your side,” Seojoon vowed, placing the ring on her finger, making her smile as she had tearful eyes. Then, they turned to his parents, bowing at them. Next, they turned to her mother, bowing at her. Then, they held hands and began walking back down the aisle as everyone clapped for them. 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 61: Lee Jongsuk

Summary:

Here another Jongsuk one. Enjoy!!!

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“An important guest is coming. You are not to come out of your room. If you do, you will go in the box,” A lady said harshly to a little girl,“ Do you understand, colored foreigner?” 

The little girl nodded sacredly as the lady pushed her into her room, which was a small storage room, and closed the door. The little girl sat on her single mattress that was on the floor and hugged the only toy she had, which was a stuffed bear, the only thing that she had left from her parents. Her parents died in a car accident with her being the only survivor three years ago. Since they couldn’t reach her living relatives she was placed in an orphanage in Korea. Her parents moved to South Korea seven years ago, so she was born in Korea. At the orphanage, she wasn’t welcomed well due to her skin color and her being a foreigner. She was treated badly by the staff and the other children, except for one kid, a 12-year-old boy. They put her to work, by making her clean after the other kids. She would be punished for every little mistake. She doesn’t get fed enough, and sometimes as a punishment, she wouldn’t get food for a day or two. The punishment she hated the most was the box. The box was a large wooden box that she would be locked in for an hour or so. 

She started to hum a song that her mother used to sing to her when all of a sudden her stomach started grumbling. She was so hungry because she wasn’t given food for two whole days, only water. That was her punishment for breaking a vase, which she didn’t. It was one of the other kids, but they ran away before a staff member came and she was the only one there. She was picking up the pieces since if she didn’t she would be punished. The staff member thought she had broken the vase, so she wasn’t given food for two days for breaking the vase. 

“I’m so hungry,” She said, “I’m going to go get food, but I will be punished. But I’m hungry.” 

She got up from her bed, placing her stuffed bear down. She walked to the door and slowly opened it. She peeked her head out, looking around to see if anyone was out. She saw no one, so she stepped out of her room. She slowly walked downstairs. When she got to the last step, she looked around to see no one around, before continuing to the kitchen. She saw there was a loaf of bread. She walked to it and grabbed it, but before she could take a bite, she was grabbed by the arm harshly. She turned to see the same lady who told her not to come out. She dropped the loaf in fear. 

“You, I thought I told you to stay in your room or you would be punished,” The lady said harshly, pulling her, “You didn’t listen, so into the box you go.” 

“I’m sorry, but I was hungry. Please, I don’t want to go in the box,” The little girl pleaded, crying, but her pleas went to deaf ears. The lady continued pulling her to a room in the far corner upstairs. She opened the door, and there was a long large wooden box in the center of the room. She walked to the box and opened it. She harshly placed the little girl in it.

“You should’ve listened, burnt potato,” She said harshly. 

Then, she closed the box and locked it, before leaving the room with the door closed. All this was seen by the 12-year-old kid, who watched from the window outside. He was with the other kids and the important guest.

“Yujun,” He heard his name and turned away from the window to see one of the staff ladies, approaching with the important guest, who happened to be the famous actor, Lee Jongsuk. Jongsuk has been donating to this orphanage. Every three years, he visits the orphanage, bringing gifts for the children. 

“Yes, Madam,” He answered. 

“Can you take Mr. Lee to the restroom?” a staff lady asked. He nodded, before turning to Jongsuk, who was smiling at him.

“If you follow me, sir,” He said, before turning and walking back inside the house with Jongsuk following. 

***

Jongsuk got out of the bathroom to see Yujun looking upstairs with a worried expression. He walked to him.

“Yujun, what’s wrong?”  

Maybe he can help Jazzy,” Yujun thought.

“Mr. Lee, can you help me with something?”

“Of course.”

Yujun led him upstairs to the room, where the little girl, now known as Jazzy was kept in the box. He opened the door and they stepped inside. Jongsuk saw a large wooden box in the center and could hear a little girl’s voice begging from the inside.

I’m sorry, please let me out. I promise I will be good,” He heard and he was horrified. He quickly rushed to get her out. He pulled and broke the lock. He opened the box to see a little girl no older than five years crawled in a ball, crying. He pulled her out and hugged her, comforting her.

“Shhh, it’s okay. You’re safe now, sweetie,” he comforted as he looked at Yujun for an explanation. 

“Yujun, what’s going on? Why was she in that box?”

“That’s Jazzy. She’s not treated well here due to being a foreigner, especially a black foreigner. She gets called colored foreigner, burnt potato, etc. She gets punished for every mistake she makes even for other children’s mistakes. This is just one of the punishments for coming out of her room when she was asked not to today,” Yujun explained. Jongsuk was angry after hear all of that.

“Does the other children get treated like this also?”

“No, the other children are treated like angels, no ounce of punishments come their way,” Yujun answered, “Can you please take her away from this place?” 

If she placed in another orphanage, I feel like she would get treated the same way,” Jongsuk thought, looking at Jazzy as she calmed down. She leaned back to look at him. He smiled at her.

“What’s your name, sweetie?” He asked even though he already knew her name from Yujun.

“Jazmine, but my parents and Junnie oppa calls me Jazzy,” She answered shyly. 

“Well, Jazzy, how you like to go home with me?” He asked with smile.

“You’re not goin hurt me or not give me food?” She asked scarely. His heart ached at that. 

They also don’t feed her,” He thought angrily. 

“I will never hurt you and give you all the food in the world,” He repiled. She smiled at that.

“Okay, I like to go with you. Are you going to be my new appa?”

“Yes, I’m going to be your new appa,” He answered with a smile.

“I hope Jieun is okay with me having a child now,” He thought.

“Can Junnie oppa come with us also?” She asked, looking at Yujun, who smiled at her.

“I’m sorry, Jazzy. I can’t. I already have a new appa and eomma that I’m going with tomorrow,” Yujun answered sadly. 

“Oh, okay, but you are going to visit me right?”

“Well, it’s up to your appa,” He said. Jazzy looked at Jongsuk, silently asking him. He nodded at her and him.

“Then, I will visit you as often as I can.”

“Promise,” Jazzy said, raising her pinky finger to him as Jongsuk slightly bent down. 

“Promise,” Yujin said back, locking their fingers together. 

“What’s going here?” They heard. They turned to see the madam of the house. Jazzy was shaking in fear from seeing her, but Jongsuk rubbed her back in comfort. 

“I would like to adopt Jazmine since she unwanted here,” Jongsuk said, giving her a sharp look as she swallowed her spit nervously. She knew he already knows about how they were treating Jazzy, probably from Yujun. 

“Of course, right this way,” She replied nervously, walking away. Jongsuk followed with Jazzy.

***

It has been a couple of months since Jongsuk adopted Jazzy. Today, Jieun, his girlfriend was going to meet her. He told her about Jazzy after a month of adopting her since it was all over the news. He was nerously on how it was going go. He heard the knock on his front door and left Jazzy playing with her toys to opened the door for Jieun. She stepped inside with a gift bag, probaby a present for Jazzy as he closed the door. They walked to the living room.

“Jazzy,” He called. Jazzy looked up from playing to see her dad with a lady. She got up and walked to her dad as he signaled for her to come. She stood next to him, looking nervously at Jieun, who was smiling at her. Jieun looked familiar to her, but can’t remember where she saw her.

“Jazzy, I would like you to meet Jieun. Jieun, meet Jazzy,” He introduced them to each other. Jieun waved at her. Jazzy waved back at her, then looked up at her father.

“Is she going to be my new eomma?” She asked him, making him and Jieun blushed. Jongsuk didn’t know how to answer.

“Yes, I’m going to be your new eomma,” Jieun answered for him with a smile. Jongsuk looked at her, shocked at her answer. Jazzy looked at her, slowly leaving her shocked father’s side, going to Jieun. She hugged her happily, which Jieun returned.

“This is for you,” Jieun said, letting go of the hug, giving her the gift she brought. Jazzy took it.

“Thank you,” she replied as she took the gift, then she remember who Jieun was, “Are you IU?”

“Yes, I am,” Jieun answered, she was surprised that Jazzy knew who she was. 

“Junnie oppa, is going to be jelly when he finds out that my new eomma is IU,” She said happily, “I’m goin call him now.” Then, she started running to the bedroom, where her phone was.

“Jazzy, no running!,” Jongsuk reminded her.

“Oh, sorry, appa!” She replied and started walking. They watched as she disappeared upstairs.

“She’s a lovely girl,” Jieun said. Jongsuk nodded in argeement. 

“So, her new eomma?” Jongsuk asked Jieun. Jieun blushed.

“It’s eventually going to happen,” She replied. Jongsuk  was going to reply, but got interrupted by Jazzy. 

“Eomma! Junnie oppa like to meet you!” Jazzy shouted from upstairs. 

“Coming!” Jieun shouted as she walked away from Jongsuk, going upstairs.

I guess it’s time to pop the question,” He thought as he walked inside the kitchen to make lunch. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Notes:

You might be seeing more of IU in Jongsuk stories. I was excited when I heard they were dating, I so happy for them, so it the reason why I wouldn’t be writing a romantic story of Jongsuk and one of my girls.

Chapter 62: Pavel, Naret Promphaopun

Summary:

Here one of Pavel, Thai actor, who was in two moons 2 and pitbabe. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

Priscilla was hiding in her room, while everyone in her pack was celebrating the pack alpha’s son's 18th birthday. Today was the day when he was going to find out who his Luna was going to be. She was hiding because she knew who it was, which was her. She was actually a year older than him, so she already found out he was her mate. She knew he was going to reject her since he has a girlfriend, who he wanted to make his Luna. Also, everyone in the pack called her a freak because of her eyes, which are two different colors. One was brown, while the other was hazel. Some members bully her when the pack alpha is not around since they would be punished for bullying a pack member. The alpha and Luna treat her so nicely since she is their friends’ child, who died and asked them to protect her daughter while they are gone. After an hour or so, she heard a knock on her door, making her jump. She knew it was him since she could smell him. She wanted to ignore him, but he commanded her to open it. 

Open the door, my mate,” he ordered in his alpha’s voice. She had no choice but to listen since an alpha’s voice is hypnotic. She opened the door to see him standing there all drunk. When he saw her, he kissed her, shocking her. 

Doesn’t he want to reject us?” She thought.

I think he wants us as his Luna,” Moon, her wolf replied as they returned the kiss as he moved them backwards into the room, closing the door. 

Next Morning

Priscilla woke up to someone talking to themselves. She got up in bed to see her mate pacing in the room. He didn’t notice or heard her waking up.

“Dom,” She called, making him stop pacing and turn to her. She flinched when she saw the angry look on his face. 

“Don’t call me that, you freak,” he said angrily, “This was a mistake. I never want you as my Luna.”

“I, Dominick Cruz reject you, Priscilla Perez as my mate,” he continued, ignoring his wolf, screaming, “Nooo!” His wolf liked her as his mate. He was the one in control last night. Priscilla felt pain in her heart from the rejection as tears were falling down her cheeks.

“Reject me as well,” he ordered her. She shook her head, making him angry.

Reject me,” He commanded in alpha’s voice. 

“I, Priscilla Perez reject you, Dominick Cruz as my mate,” she rejected through a heavy month as her heart scattered completely. He left after that. As soon as he left, she broke down even more, grabbing her heart. 

***

A week later, Priscilla found out she was pregnant with that bastard’s child. She decided to run away to start a new life with her unborn child. She left in the middle of the night. She stopped at the exit of the forest.

It’s you and me, baby. Mommy will love you no matter what,” She whispered to her unborn child, before walking into the city. She caught a cab to the airport. Once she got there, she walked to the counter.

“One-way plane ticket to Bangkok, Thailand, please,” She said to the lady over the counter, who nodded. 

“That would be $800,” The lady replied. Priscilla handed her the cash.

“The flight leaves in 30 minutes, so you better hurry,” the lady said, handing her the ticket, “By the way, I love your eyes.” Priscilla was shocked to hear that since everyone she knew hated her eyes. 

“Thank you,” Priscilla said back, taking the ticket before quickly running to her gate number. She handed the person the ticket and got on the plane. She found her seat and sat down after putting her carrier away.

This is it, baby, our new life,” She whispered to her unborn child as the plane started to take off.

4 years later

Priscilla got a janitor job at Promphaopun Inc thanks to her friend, Samantha aka Sammmy, who she met her first year being in Bangkok. Sammy help her get settle and with her pregnancy. Sammy also work there as an manager. Priscilla had block her mind link to her pack since they were trying to reach her and she wanted nothing to do with them. Priscilla had a daughter, who she named Gabriella. She was glad her daughter didn’t get two different eye colors like her, both her eyes were brown. Her daughter always asked her about her father. Priscilla always told her, her father couldn’t be here with them because he was somewhere faraway. Then, Gabby would ask when he was coming back, which she replied with not for a long time. When both of them were working, Sammy’s mother watches Gabriella. Sammy and her mother knew they were werewolves. Priscilla had to tell them since she accidently shifted in front of them at the beginning of her heat cycle. She couldn’t control her shifts during that time. Right now, Priscilla walked into the building. As soon as she walked in, her wolf, Moon smelt a scent and shouted,

Mate!”

What? Why was he here?” She said as she headed for the stairs instead of the elevator to escape him and not have to meet him. If she took to really smell the scent, she would have notice it was different from Dominick’s. 

Wait, Pris, it’s-” Moon started to explain, but Priscilla stopped her.

No, Moon. I don’t want to see him. Why would you get excited about him? Don’t you know what that jackass did to us.” She scolded as she went through the door that led to the stairs. What she didn’t know was that the Moon Goddess gifted some people with a second mate. If she had let Moon explain, she would have known that it was her second mate. 

With her Second Mate

The mate she was running from was no other than the CEO of Promphaopun Inc, Pavel Promphaopun. When Pavel walked into his company, he smelt his mate that he was waiting for five years. 

Mate!” his wolf, Sun shouted excitedly as Pavel stopped walking to look for her and saw her going into the door leading to the staircase. He started following her, but his secretary stopped him.

“Pavel, where are you going? You are going to to be late to the meeting, if we don’t catch the elevator,” He informed, usually people don’t call him Pavel, only his loved ones called him that, but his secertary was his best friend. Pavel signed angrily, before turning to go towards the elevators. 

I will find her after the meeting since she works here,”He thought as he got in the elevator. 

***

Priscilla finally got to the floor Sammy worked at, out of breath a little since Sammy worked on the 12th floor. She usually goes to the janitor room on the lobby floor, but Sammy forget an important file at their apartment. She asked her to bring it to her on her way to work since she needed for a meeting she was having with the CEO. Priscilla walked in, looking for Sammy. She smelt a scent. 

It’s our mate, Moon said.

It’s a different scent than that jackass,” She said. Moon was going to explain, but was interrupted by whispers.

Look her eyes are two different colors.”

“I know, it looks weird.”

I think it’s cool.”

Do you think she is wearing contacts.”

Yeah, there’s no way that’s her actual eyes.” 

The whispers were talking about her eyes. She usually wears contacts, but apparently she forgets to wear them since she was in a rush to get the file to Sammy. She quickly goes to cover her eyes, but her hand was pulled back by Sammy.

“Don’t,” She asked, “Your eyes are beautiful. I don’t want you hiding them anymore. Forget what others think.” Sammy smiled and nodded at her, letting go of her hand. Priscilla dropped her hand deciding to listen to Sammy. 

“I brought your file,” She said, handing her the file. 

“Thank you. You just saved my job. I would’ve been fired,” Sammy replied, taking the file.

“You’re welcome. I got to go back. I will see you later,” Priscilla said back. Sammy nodded. Then, her and Prisnilla went their separate ways. All of this was seen and heard by Pavel, who was watching from the conference room, which had glass walls. 

So, Ms. Coates knows her. I will ask about her about her after the meeting,” He thought.

She has beautiful eyes. I want to murder those people who think negatively about them, making her want to hide them,” Sun said. Pavel hummed in agreement as he listened to Sammy giving the presentation. 

“Ms. Coates,” Pavel said stopping Sammy before she left the room when the meeting ended. 

“Yes, Mr. Promphaopun,” Sammy answered, stopping in her track. She was nervous and thought,

Did he change his mind about liking my idea?” She turned towards him. 

“That girl with two different eyes color, do you know her?” He asked even though he already knew she does.

“Yes, why?” She replied suspiciously, narrowing her eyes.

“Where can I find her?” He demanded. He wasn’t thinking about that coming off as rude since all he wanted was to find his mate. He would trace her scent, but a lot of people been in and out of the elevator, floors, and building, so her scent would have faded. 

“What do you want with her?” She asked suspiciously , “What does he want with Priscilla?” 

Pavel was getting frustrated that his eyes shifted from red to brown, which Sammy saw and understood.

Mr. Promphaopun is also a werewolf. Is Priscilla his mate? So, he is the bastard that got her pregnant and rejected her,” She thought angrily. Priscilla told her about everything and why she was in Bangkok. 

“You rejected her already. What do you want with her now?” She asked angrily. 

What is she talking about?” Sun asked confused.

“I don’t know. Also, she knows about werewolves,” Pavel replied confused also.

“What are talking about? Rejected her? I never rejected her. This my first time seeing her,” Pavel questioned.

“Wait, so you are not her mate that rejected her,” She replied confused. 

So, we are her second mate,” Sun said, more to himself than to Pavel. Pavel was confused by what he said. He decided to ask him about it later. 

“I’m her mate, but not the one that rejected her. What do you mean by that?”

“So you are like a second mate. This just got confusing. I don’t think I would be of any help, but you can find her on the lobby floor. She should be cleaning the bathrooms right now,” Sammy answered his second question about finding her. Pavel thanked her and left. 

When he got to the first floor, he stepped out of the eleveltor. As soon as he did, he smelt her scent, he followed her scent, which led him to the men’s restroom. He saw a cleaning cart outside and a sign saying, ‘Cleaning, please use another bathroom’. He went inside and saw her cleaning one of the stall. Then, all he head was a bang and an ‘ow’. He qucikly rushed to see if she was alright. He stopped at the entrance of one of the stalls and saw her standing up, rubbing her head. She quickly turned around when his scent became stronger indicating that he was close to her. She saw a handsome tall man with black hair and brown eyes. 

He’s our second mate that you were talking about?” Priscilla asked Moon. Moon told her about having a second mate.

Yes. He’s so fine,” Moon replied, drooling over him.

Yeah, he is, but he will probably rejected us like Dominick did,” She repiled sadly, making Moon sad as well. Pavel smelt her sadness. He was going to asked her what was wrong, but she interrupted him with something that shocked him as she looked down.

“Go ahead and reject me,” She said as she mentally prepared herself for it.

She thinks we are going to reject her. Ooo, if I can find her first mate, I will rip his head,” Sun said angrily. Pavel agreed with him. 

“What is your name?” 

Right, he needs to know my name in order to reject me,” She thought, still looking down, “Priscilla Perez.”

“I, Pavel Promphaopun, accept you, Priscilla Perez as my mate,” Pavel said, accepting her as his mate, making her looked up at him shocked and confused. He smiled at her as he stepped closer to her.

“I would never reject you. I have been waiting for you for five years. Whoever your first mate was, was stupid to reject you, but I should thank him for rejecting you since now I can have you as my mate,” Pavel continued as he wiped her tears that were following down her cheeks, which she probably didn’t realize she was crying. She hugged him, which he returned inhaling her scent more.

“I Priscilla Perez accept you, Pavel Promphaopun as my mate,” She said, accepting him as her mate as well. He tightened his hold around her.

***

Priscilla was taking Pavel to meet Gabby, who she told him about. She also told him about everything with her pack and first mate. She knocked on the door to Smmay’s mother’ apartment. Pavel had drove them there since Priscilla usually took a cab when Sammy was working late. Sammy’s mother opened the door. 

“Priscilla,” Sammy’s mother said, then looked at Pavel, “ Oh, you have a guest. Come in.” She stepped a side to let them in. They walked in as she closed the door.

“Mommy!” They heard small feets running. They looked to see Gabby, who stopped when she saw Pavel. She looked at him, tilting her head to the side. Pavel smiled and waved at her. Then, Gabby smiled big.

“Daddy!” She shouted excitedly, running full speed to Pavel. She hugged him before Priscilla could stop her since Priscilla was shocked as well as Pavel. 

“Sweetie, he’s-” She started to say, but Pavel stopped her, raising his hand. He bended down and picked Gabby.

“Hi, sweetie,” He said.

“I knew you re’urn. I wated for two year. I miss you,” Gabby replied, crying. When Priscilla saw her daughter crying, her heart broke. 

“I missed you too. I’m sorry, it took long for me to find you,” Pavel said as he wiped her tears.  Gabby wrapped her tiny arms around his neck.

“It’s okay, daddy. Just prom’s you wot levee a’an,” Gabby forgave, holding her pinky finger.

“I promise,” He promised, wrapping his pinky finger with hers. Then, she placed her head on his shoulder. Pavel looked at Priscilla, who was silently crying. He raised his right hand after moving Gabby to his left side, signaling for her to come. She went to him, and he pulled her into the hug.

It’s better if she thinks I’m her father. She doesn’t need to know about that bastard,” He whispered into her ear. 

Thank you,” She whispered back. He kissed both of their head, before tightening his hold on them. Momma Coates was watching this all unfold and was happy for Priscilla and her daughter. She left to give the little family space. 

Thank you, moon goddess for giving me a second mate,” Priscilla thought, she was happy that she got a second chance at happiness. 

 

Chapter 63: Yunho

Summary:

Here a short Yunho one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

A girl walked inside a restaurant. She looked around for a table and saw someone she hadn't seen in years. 

Maha?” She thought as she made her way to the person. 

“Maha, is that you?” She asked once she got to the person. The person turned around and her eyes widened in happiness.

“Oh my gosh, Hadley,” Maha answered, getting up to give the girl, now known as Hadley, a hug. Hadley returned the hug, before they let go.

“I haven’t seen you for three years. How have you been?” Hadley replied.

“I know. I've been good. How about you?”

“I've been good. What are you doing here?”

“I’m supposed to be on a date with my boyfriend, but he’s running a little late,” Maha answered, looking at her watch.

“You have a boyfriend now, so do I. I’m here on a date as well. This a perfect opportunity to introduce our boyfriends to each other,” Hadley said back excitedly. Maha nodded excitedly as well. Then, they heard,

“Princess.”

They both turned around with a smile. 

“Yujin,” Maha said with a smile.

“Yunho,” Hadley said with a smile. They looked at each other confused. 

“You know my boyfriend?,” Maha asked. 

“Your boyfriend,” Hadley said confusedly, she turned to look at the boyfriend, “Yunho, what is she talking about?” The so-called Yunho looked at her confused.

“I’m sorry. My name is Yujin, not Yunho. Do I know you?” Yujin said, which brought tears to Hadley’s eyes. 

“So, you have been playing me all these years,” She cried, then laughed, “I’m such an idiot.” She turned to Maha.

“Did you know that Yunho, I mean Yujin, has been two timing you?” She said to her. Maha looked at Yujin. Yujin shook his head.

“Princess, I don’t know what she is talking about,” Yujin explained, holding Maha’s hands.

“Oh, you also call her princess, unbelievable,” Hadley chuckled, tears still running down her cheeks. Maha took her hands from his. She started to doubt him. 

“Princess, you have to believe me. I don’t know her,” Yujin begged. Maha shook her head at him, and also started crying. Then, they heard,

“Princess?”

They looked to see a guy who looked just like Yujin. All three were shocked. The guy walked to Hadley and grabbed her face with a concerned expression.

“Why are you crying?” He asked, wiping her tears. 

“Yunho?” She asked.

“Yes, it’s me,” he replied with a smile, “Did they do something to you?” Hadley shook her head. 

“No, I thought you were cheating on me because I thought he was you,” she explained. Yunho looked at Yujin and Maha and was shocked to see a guy that looked just like me. 

“You guys look so much alike. It’s no wonder I took him for you, but I should have known since he has longer hair than you,”Hadley giggled, then addressed Yujin and Maha, “I’m sorry, Maha and Yujin.” Maha shocked her head and grabbed her hand.

“It’s okay, Hadley. I’m glad it was all a misunderstanding, but I can’t believe we are dating twins,” Maha replied, while Yujin and Yunho looked at each other up and down. 

“Are you guys long lost twins?” Hadley asked them.

“Mom always say I had a brother,” Yunho said.

“Dad always say I had a brother,” Yujin said. 

“I’m guessing when your parents divorced, they had split you two,” Maha replied, “Introduce yourselves.”

“I’m Lee Yujin,” Yujin introduced, raising his hand.

“I’m Jeong Yunho,” Yunho introduced, shaking his hand. 

“I’m Maha, Yujin’s girlfriend,” Maha introduced herself to Yunho. Yunho nodded.

“I’m Hadley, Yunho’s girlfriend,” Hadley introduced herself to Yujin. Yujin nodded.

“I can’t believe both of you call us princess. One of you needs to change your endearment for us,” Hadley said. 

“I’m keeping princess. You called her angel or something,” Yunho stated, slightly rude, making Hadley slap him in the arm. Yujin was about to argue, but Maha interrupted.

“I’m fine with that,” She said, “Now, let's have a double date.” She grabbed Yujin and sat down on the table. 

“That’s a great idea,” Hadley replied, grabbing Yunho’s arm and dragging him to sit across from them. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 64: Garfield Pantach Kankham

Summary:

Here a Garfield, Thai actor who played Kenta in PitBabe. I did a story on the character before. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

“That should be everyone,” Samara said. Samara was  holding a tea party with her friends. The doorbell suddenly rang. She looked at her friends confused. She only invited her close friends, and they were all here.

“Who could that be? Everyone is here,” she said as she went to open the door. She opened it to only see that one lady she didn’t invite or wanted at her party.

“Fatihah, what are you doing here?” She asked, a little surprised. Fatihah smiled at her, not a real one obviously.

“I came for the tea party, which is today right?” She replied. 

“Yes, it’s today, come on in,” Samara said back, stepping to the side to let her in. She didn’t want to let her in, but she didn’t want to be rude since she came all the way here. She was wondering how Fatihah heard about her tea party, when Fatihah didn’t get an invitation. Fatihah stepped inside as Samara closed the door after her. 

“Right this way,” Samara said, walking away. Fatihah followed her, looking around her house while at it. They got to the garden. Everyone there looked up and was surprised to see Fatihah. They didn’t like her since she was rude and judgmental.

“Hi, guys,” She greeted, taking the empty seat next to Noa, who was sitting next to Itsara, their friend, “How come I didn’t get an invitation?”

“I did send you an invitation, maybe it got lost in the mail,” Samara lied. 

“Maybe, Itsara’s husband told me you were holding a tea party when I went to her house to meet up with her and she wasn’t there,” Fatihah explained. Itsara frowned at that.

“You could’ve called me if you needed something,” Itsara said, she didn’t like Fatihah going to her house when only her husband was there. It’s not her husband she doesn’t trust, it’s Fatihah. Fatihah just shrugged her shoulders at her. Itsara wanted to say something again when Fatihah ignored her, but Noa held her hand, shaking her head at her. Itsara signed and let it go. The tea party began. After a few minutes, Fatihah decided to ruin the mood again. 

“So, Samara, how come we never met or seen your husband?” She asked. Noa and Itsara signed in annoyance. 

“And so,” Itsara replied in irritation. This was why they didn't invite her to anything.

“I’m just asking. She saw all of her husband, but we never saw hers. It’s like she is hiding who her husband is. It’s okay if he’s on the old side,” Fatihah said. 

“Her husband has more important things to deal with than to associate with what the wives’ are doing unlike your husband,” Noa defended. She and Itsara were the only ones who knew who Samara’s husband was since they were her best friends. The other ladies giggled at that, which embarrassed Fatihah and made her mad. 

“You shouldn’t even be rude, you weren’t invited to this anyways,” Itsara added. 

“Whatever, I’m out of here,” Fatihah said, standing up, grabbing her bag, and walking away.

“Don’t let the door hit you on your way out!” Itsara shouted. Fatihah gave her the finger as she continued walking away. As she was walking, she bumped into someone, who caught her before she could fall and helped her up. She looked up at the person and was star struck. It was a very handsome guy. 

“Hi, you must be here for Sam’s tea party. Are you lost? Follow me, I will show you,” he said as he gestured for her to follow, which she did like a lost puppy. He stopped.

“If you go around that corner, you will see them,” he instructed, pointing to the way. He didn’t want to fully lead her since he didn’t want to interrupt his wife’s party. Fatihah nodded and walked back to the party forgetting about leaving. 

“Why are you back?” Itsara asked, once she saw her back, but Fatihah ignored her still in starstruck, “Why do you look starstruck?”

“Hello, earth to Fatihah!,” Noa shouted, making Fatihah snap out.

“Um, what. Oh, a handsome man led me here, thinking I was lost,” Fatihah replied. The other girls, except Noa, Itsara, and Samara were confused.

“Oh, he’s back early. I will be right back girls,” Samara said, standing up and walking back into the house. 

“Babe!” She shouted. 

“In here,” she heard from the kitchen. She walked in to see her so-called husband sitting with a drink in his hand. She walked to him.

“Why are you back so early?” She asked, wrapping her hands around his neck.

“I didn’t want to but I was sent back by force by your sister” he answered, placing his hand over hers. He took her arms off, and pulled her around to sit in his lap, which she did. He wrapped his arms around her. Her sister was his secretary. 

“Why?” She asked in concern as she knows her sister only sent him back if he was ill. 

“I was complaining about a headache,” he replied. Samara tried to turn around, but he stopped her by tightening his hold on her. 

“You didn’t take 15 minute breaks between loads of paperwork like I asked you to. Did you?,” She said. He shook his head as he placed his head in her neck. 

“No, but I’m fine now that you are here,” he said back.

“Okay, but I need to get back to the girls. Also, I wanted to introduce you to them since they've been dying to meet you,” she stated as she tapped his arms for him to let go. 

“Okay, wouldn’t I be interrupting your party,” he replied, removing his arms, leaning back in the chair as she got up from his lap.

“No, not at all,” She assured as she grabbed his hand, pulling him up from the chair, “Let’s go.” 

She led him back to the girls. As they stepped into the garden, the girls looked at him in shock and starstruck.  Even Noa and Itsara were starstruck even though they saw him already, they still can’t get over his handsomeness. They stood in front of them. 

“Ladies, meet Garfield Kankham, my husband,” Samara introduced, letting go of his hand. 

“It’s a pleasure to you ladies. Noa and Itsara nice to see you again,” Garfield greeted as he placed his arm on his wife's waist, “Thank you for keeping my wife company while I’m away most of the time. I hope she didn’t cause any of you trouble.” Samara slapped his chest at the last part. The other girls looked at Noa and Itsara in anger.

“You guys knew, her husband was the famous Garfield Kankham, CEO of Kankham Industry, one of the biggest industries and the bachelor that everyone was obsessed about and was wondering who snatched him away, which is our friend. You guys didn’t even care to tell us about it,” Kanya, one of the girls, said all at once. 

“Oops, slipped our minds,” Itsara shrugged.

“Hey, on the bright side, now you know,” Noa added. The girls shook their heads at them before looking back at Garfield and Samara. They all got up to shake hands with him.

“If you could excuse me, I will let you ladies get back to your party,” He said as he let go of his wife, nodded at them, before stepping into the house. Once out of sight, the girls pulled Samara to sit. 

“So, Fatihah, her husband wasn’t on the old side. Are you happy now that you saw her husband?” Istara said to Fatihah, who was still standing. Fatihah just shrugged and sat down. The girls rolled their eyes at her. 

“Girl, tell us how you score a fine hunk like that?” Lalita, the other girl asked. 

“We have been together since high school, which started when he hit me in the face with a ball,” Samara explained, not going into details. The girls nodded.

“Can you hook me up with his brother?” Kanya asked. Itsara hit her in the arm. 

“What!” Kanya said as she rubbed her arm.

“Firstly, you are married. Secondly, he’s taken by my sister,” Samara answered, laughing at her silliness.

“Gosh, you and your sister are the one that took all the handsome bachelors,” Kanya replied.

“Not just them, but all of us,” Noa added. 

“You're right. We left no one for the other girls,” Kanya laughed. The girls, including Fatihah, which was a surprise, laughed with them as they continued their tea party. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 65: Yunho

Summary:

Another Yunho one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Yunho brings his girlfriend, Cara, to meet his sister, his child friend, who is a girl, his two cousins, and his parents. They were meeting at his family home. His parents weren’t there yet, so he introduced the others to her. She didn’t know how to speak Korean. She practiced how to say hi, my name is in Korean with Yunho. So she introduced herself. 

Hi, name’s Cara,” she said in Korean, bowing, but it didn’t sound right, making the others smile and giggle at her, making her blush with embarrassment. 

She’s cute, yunho,” His sister said, “I’m Younghee.” She introduced the rest of the group since she was the only other person who can speak English besides Yunho and childhood friend.

“Lastly, that's Yunjin. Yunho’s childhood friend,” Younghee introduced. Yunjin slightly waved at her. Then, the other started asking Yunho questions and Cara felt out of place due to the language barrier. Yunho and his sister left to help their parents, who came, leaving Cara with the others. That's when all hell broke loose. They started talking about her and laughing. Cara didn’t know what they were saying but had a feeling they were talking about her. Yunjin leaned over and whispered into her ears, 

“Yunho belongs to me, his parents are already planning our wedding and wants me to date him. They will never approve of your relationship. You’re only his plaything, which he will get rid of as soon as he gets bored. He would rather be with someone who speaks his native language. You might as well break up with him, you foreigner.”

Then, she spilled her drink on her. “Oops sorry.” Everyone started laughing at her. Cara got up and quickly went to the bathroom, well she hoped it was a bathroom, which it was. She locked the door and started wiping the spill. She stopped and looked at herself in the mirror, before tears began to fall. 

“She’s right, Yunho would rather be with someone with no language barrier. I'm surprised we lasted a year. His parents would never like me. I should just break it off with him for the better,” she said to herself as she silently cried. 

With Yunho

He saw Cara walking away with a sad expression on her face and could hear the others laughing, which made him frown. He left his parents and sister and went to the table.

What happened?” He asked. 

Oh, she accidentally slipped a drink on herself,” Yunjin lied. Yunho didn’t believe her whatsoever, but nodded before going to check on his girlfriend. He was going to knock, but stopped when he heard what she said.

“She’s right, Yunho would rather be with someone with no language barrier. I’m surprised we lasted a year. His parents would never like me. I should just break it off with him for the better,” He heard her say, before she started crying. Yunho’s heart broke hearing her cry. He never cared about any language barrier and his parents' approval will not make him break up with her. She was the best thing that happened in his life and no one is going to take her away from him. So, he knocked on the door.

“Babe, are you okay?” He asked as he heard the crying stop and some ruffles, before the door was opened. Cara looked at him with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. Also, he could still see her tear stained eyes.

“Yea, I’m fine, just spill a drink on myself. You know how clumsy I am,” She laughed. Yunho looked at her before grabbing her hand and pulling her inside a random room, closing the door.

“Tell me what’s wrong?”

“Yunnie, nothing’s wrong,” She lied.

“Bullshit!” He shouted, making her flinch, which he felt guilty about, so he lowered his voice, “I’m sorry, I know that something happened when my sister and I left the table. So, please, tell me.”

“It's just that I feel like you would be better being with someone who speaks Korean. Your parents would probably like that as well. I also heard that they are already planning for your wedding with someone else. Besides, I don’t want you to choose between your parents and me,” She said sadly, silent tears following down her cheeks. Yunho knew someone put those negative thoughts in her head. He grabbed her hands and held them in his.

“Babe, I thought we talked about this. I don’t care about being with a native. I don’t care if you can’t speak Korean. I love you and I don’t want anyone else. My parents aren’t planning my wedding. Besides, my parents aren’t going to stop me from seeing you, but I know for a fact that my parents are going to like you,” He assured, “Also, don’t listen to anything Yunjin says. I’m guessing she was the one that said all those things to you and probably the one that also spilled a drink on you. She was always obsessed with me.” 

“Okay, I love you too,” She replied with a smile that reached her eyes this time, before hugging him, which he returned. After a few seconds, they released the hug. Yunho wiped her tears and gave her a peck. She gave one back to him. 

“Now, let’s get back, before they start to get worried,” He said as he held her hand, opened the door, and pulled her along back to the living room. 

“There you are, we were starting to get worried,” Younghee said when they stepped into the room, “Now, introduce her to mom and dad.” 

Omma, appa, meet my girlfriend,” He introduced, pointing to Cara. 

Hello, I’m Cara,” Cara introduced, still sounding not right, bowing in a 90 degree, before standing up. Yunho’s mom and dad smiled at her, bowing back. 

She dug in her bag for the gift that she brought them, the ones Yunho helped her pick out. She handed his mother a green jewelry box with her two hands. Then, she handed his father a black box with her two hands again. The parents took it. The mom opened her box to see a pair of pearl earrings inside. The dad opened his to see a watch. Cara nervously waited for their reaction.  

“Thank you,” they both said with a smile, they have been practicing basic English phrases once they heard their son had a foreign girlfriend. Cara nodded with a smile. The mom saw her puffy eyes, making her smile disappear and glared at her son. Cara got scared, thinking the mom didn’t like her, so she looked down. 

Yunho, what did you do to my daughter-in-law? Why did she cry?” She asked her son. Yunho raised his hands in surrender. Cara looked up when she saw him raise his arms.

“I didn’t do anything. Yunjin said something to her that made her sad,” He replied. He smiled inside, knowing his mother already took a liking to Cara. His mother looked at Yunjin.

What did you say to her?” She asked her.

Eomeoni, I didn’t say anything to her,” Yunjin lied. 

Yes, you did! Stop lying! You told her that my parents wouldn’t like her since she can’t speak Korean and that they are planning for you and I to get married. Also, that I would rather be with someone who speaks Korean. Well, guess what, that person would never be you!” Yunho shouted angrily at her. Cara saw that he was angry, so she stood in front of him, blocking his view of Yunjin. She placed one of her hands on his chest and the other she intertwined with his hand.

“Babe, please calm down. It’s not a big deal. I’m fine now,” She said gently to him. He calmed down, feeling her touch. The parents and Younghee smiled at their little moment, before the mom and Younghee glared at Yunjin.

How dare you talk for us. My son can be with whoever he wants as long as they make him happy. I would never make him date someone as rude as you. I never liked you one bit. You were always obsessed with my son. Now, get out of my house!” The mom said, pointing to the door. Yunjin huffed and got up, walked away and out the door, slamming it shut. 

Cara,” the mother called. Cara let go of Yunho and turned to her. The mom walked to her and held her hands. 

We are happy that you are with my son. I can see that you make him happy. You are a sweet girl. I will be so glad to have you as my daughter in law,” She said sweetly. 

“She said, they are happy that you are with Yunho and that she can see that you make him happy. You are a sweet girl. She will be glad to have you as her daughter in law,” Younghee translated since Yunho was too busy being happy. Cara smiled happily at the mom, before hugging her, which shocked her, but she returned it. Cara was so glad that they accepted her. 

 

 

 

Chapter 66: Soohyuk

Summary:

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!
“A fox mates for life”
Inspired my the kdrama tale of the nine tailed. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

“Hyuk,” Minji said weakly to her lover. 

She had a sword going through her and the main Imoogi, an evil earth dragon that wanted to inhabit the body of the fox god. The Imoogi was trying to move away, but she held him tight. She possessed the other half of Imoogi. They were standing over Samdocheon, also known as the Samdo River, is a river that leads to the gateway to heaven. If a person jumps or falls into the river and drowns, they couldn’t be reincarnated; that is what she planned on doing with the Imooji.

“No,” Soohyuk said, shaking his head, he didn’t want to kill his mate, only the Imoogi.

“Hyuk, please,” she begged him. 

Soohyuk picked up his sword, four tigers, which is used to slay evil spirits. He ran to them and pierced them with the sword. Blood fell from the Imoogi and her mouth as Soohyuk cried silently.

“I love you,” Minji said, before jumping into the Samdo River along with the Imoogi.

Soohyuk broke down crying, it hurt knowing his mate died and will never be reincarnated because a fox mates for life. He felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see his younger half-brother, Rowoon, who also was crying, feeling his brother’s pain and the pain of losing his sister-in-law. Soohyuk hugged his brother, who returned it. They comfort each other.

***

Rowoon sat in front of Jeombachi after searching for him for two days, who can trade a life for a life. He wanted to trade the rest of his life for Minji’s reincarnation. He couldn’t bear to see his brother in pain anymore.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Jeombachi asked as he drank his tea.

“I’m sure,” he replied. 

He will be able to reunite with his mate, who died. Jeombachi nodded and turned the hourglass, once all the sand fell down he would be gone but not forgotten. There was only a little sand left on the hourglass, when he heard his name being shouted.

“Rowoon!”

He turned around to see his brother running to them. He turned back around to see the last bit of sand fell down, before turning to look back at his brother. He smiled sadly at him as he slowly started disappearing. 

“No!!” Soohyuk shouted as he got to the place, but his brother was already gone, “Bring him back!”

“No can do unless you want to trade your life for his,” Jeombachi denied. Soohyuk thought for a moment, but decided against it since his brother went through all this for him. If he traded his life for his, then, his effort would go to waste.

“Will he be reincarnated at least?” He asked.

“He will,” Jeombachi replied. Soohyuk nodded and thought,

“I will find both of you.”

400 Years Later

Soohyuk became a CEO. He found his reincarnated brother, who was one of the candidates for the personal secretary. He immediately hired him since he wanted his brother by his side. His brother, Inguk and him were currently in Bangkok for a business trip. He was there to finalize a business deal with a CEO of a company here that will do wonders for his company. The only thing is he hated the man since he kept pushing his daughter, who clearly didn’t want him, at him. What the man doesn’t know was that a fox never betrays its mate, and they mate for life. Right now, he was in a meeting with the man.

“Let’s toast to a successful deal,” the man said, raising his glass. 

Soohyuk raised his glass as well, wanting to quickly leave and go back to his room. They clicked their glass together, before drinking the wine. The man smiled when he saw Soohyuk drank his wine.

“If that’s all, I will be taking my leave,” Soohyuk said, standing up, bowing, before leaving with Inguk. What he didn’t know was that the man put Askexola in his drink. Aakexola is a plant that makes a fox lose control and have a desire to mate. The man somehow found out Soohyuk was a fox god. 

“Put this in my daughter's drink and have the hotel boss get her to send a meal to his room,” The man instructed a hotel employee, who nodded and took the drug.

“How would I know which one is your daughter?” The employee asked.

“She is wearing a suit jacket with red buttons on the sleeves,” The man replied. He could've just told him her name. The employee nodded and left the room.

***

“Amelia, wear this. I slipped something on it. I am going to talk to Perth today. I don’t want him to see me wearing clothes with stain on it,” a girl said to her friend, taking the jacket off and handing it to her friend, who took it and wore it. 

“Okay, good luck,” Amelia said. The girl left, going towards Perth, who was her crush. 

“Hey, Amelia. Can you taste this drink? A guest ordered a special drink, and I want to make sure it tastes okay,” The employee working for the man asked. He thought Amelia was the daughter, but it was the girl that just left. 

“Sure,” Amelia said, taking one of the drinks and drinking it., “It tastes weird, but good. This guest has a weird taste in drinks.” She placed the glass back on the tray. 

“Thanks.”

“No problem,” Amelia replied as the employee left. 

“Amelia, can you take this meal to the guest in room 1938?” The hotel boss asked. 

“Sure thing, Mr. Sombat,” Amelia said as she took the tray from him and started making her way to the elevator.

She got in and pressed the nineteenth floor. She hummed a song while she waited. The elevator dinged, signaling the arrival of the floor. The door opened, and she stepped out and began walking to room 1938. When she got to the room, she knocked on the door, but got no reply. She knocked again and still got no reply.

“Maybe they are in the bathroom,” She thought as she got her keycard and opened the room. 

She looked around and didn’t see the guest, so she walked to the table and placed the food down. She heard a growl from behind her and turned to look to see Soohyuk with glowing yellow eyes, like a fox. Soohyuk was shocked to see his mate. 

“Get out,” he growled, he didn’t want to hurt his mate. 

Amelia flinched and made a beeline towards the door. She tried opening it, but couldn’t because the employee working for the man had tied a chain around the handle and placed a cart under the handle. As Amelia kept trying to open the door, she started feeling hot, which was the drug kicking in. She felt a presence behind her and turned around to see Soohyuk. Soohyuk touched her cheek, and she leaned into the touch. The drug in her system took over. She grabbed him by the neck and kissed him. Soohyuk returned the kiss and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked to the bed. 

***

Amelia was the first to wake up. She looked around confused, wondering where she was. It looked like she was inside a hotel room. She felt arms around her waist and followed the arm to Soohyuk, who was still sleeping. 

I slept with one of the guests!” She thought as she continued looking at him, “He’s handsome.” 

As she was looking at him, she got a glimpse of a man, who looked like Soohyuk, before it disappeared. She shocked her head and slowly removed his arms from her waist. She got up and put on her clothes, ignoring the pain on her bottom half. She went to the door and opened it slowly, which finally opened. She left the room, making her way back to the lobby floor. She went to the locker room, getting her things from her locker.

“Amelia, where have you been last night?” Her friend asked in concern, coming into the locker room, rushing to her. 

“Well, I apparently was drugged and along with the guest in room 1938. I was sent to his room to deliver food and we ended up having sex,” Amelia explained.

“Do you know who drugged you?”

“Yea, it was Bank.”

“So, that’s why he quit last night.”

“I’m not going to dwell on it. I need to go home and get my suitcase, before I miss my flight to Seoul.

“Okay, good luck in Seoul. Please remember to call and text.”

“I will. Bye,” Amelia replied as she gave her friend a hug and left. The friend also left the locker room and began doing her job. An hour later, she was stopped by Soohyuk.

“Can I help you, Mr. Lee?”

“Mai, where is the girl that works with you?”

“Why is he looking for Amelia? Wait, he’s in room 1938. Amelia and him had sex. Did he fall in love with her? That’s wonderful. My dad can stop trying to get him and I together.

“She left the country.”

“Do you know where?”

“She went to Seoul.”

“Okay, thank you,” Soohyuk said, before leaving. 

“Wait, dad said he was a fox. Doesn't a fox mate for life. Wait, does that mean that Amelia is his mate? I hope they find each other.”

A Year Later

Amelia walked back into her company after her maternity leave. She got pregnant from her one night stand with Soohyuk. She gave birth to a daughter. When her daughter was born, one of her eyes was glowing yellow like a fox. This led her to believe that Soohyuk wasn’t human. The weird thing was that as soon as she held her daughter a glowing yellow bead came out of her mouth and entered her daughter’s. It happened so fast that she couldn’t stop it from going into her daughter’s mouth, not wanting her to choke, but it didn’t choke her. 

She got into the elevator and pressed the button to her floor. As the door was about to close, a man stepped inside. When the door closed, the man stopped the elevator.

“I finally found you,” he said. She looked up and was shocked to see Soohyuk, who had glowing yellow eyes like that night. 

“It’s you from the Intercontinental hotel,” She said.

“Yes, I have been looking for you like crazy,” Soohyuk replied, touching her cheek, which she leaned into, making him smile.

“What are you?” 

“I’m a nine tailed fox god,” he answered her question, he looked to see if she still had his fox bead. When he saw she didn’t have it, he asked,

“You don’t have my fox bead?”

“That makes sense why she had glowing yellow eyes,” she replied, then answered his question, “The bead was transferred to my daughter.”

“I have a daughter,” he said, his eyes widened. She smiled and nodded at him. Then, she saw him looking lost in thought, but he was seeing a vision of their daughter being in danger at her room with her babysitter.

“What’s wrong?” She asked when she saw him have an angry face. 

“We need to go see our daughter,” he answered. 

“Why?”

“She’s in danger,” he said as he held her tight.

“What?” She said.

“Hold on tight,” he instructed. She held onto him tightly. Then, he teleported them inside her home. They saw the babysitter on the floor knocked out. They heard a baby crying. Soohyuk teleported to the room. He saw a man over his daughter’s crib. His daughter had a shield over her, protecting the man from getting her. The shield must have been from his fox bead. He grabbed the man and pulled him away from his daughter as Amelia ran into the room and took their daughter into her arms, calming her down. 

“Who are you? And what do you want from my daughter?” He growled his eyes in their fox state. The man was shaking in fear.

“I’m sorry. Please don’t hurt me,” he begged. Soohyuk knocked him out and dropped him to the floor, before going to Amelia and their daughter.

“I called the police,” Amelia said as she handed him their daughter as she went to go check on the babysitter, “Her name is Yeri.” 

Soohyuk looked down at his daughter who was looking at him, one of her eyes were yellow like his. He touched her cheek, she smiled at him, making him smile. 

“Hi, Yeri. I’m your appa,” he said as he touched her hand. She wrapped her fingers around his finger.  They were in their own world that they didn’t notice the police coming into the room and taking the man away. Amelia came back into the room after the police left, taking the unconscious babysitter with them to the hospital for treatment. She walked to the father and daughter duo.

“She's an exact replica of you,” she said once she got to them. Soohyuk looked up from his daughter to her. 

“She is,” he replied as he looked back down at his daughter, who yawned, indicating that she was sleepy. She closed her eyes and slept, still holding his finger. Soohyuk walked to the crib and placed her inside gently, trying to not wake her up, before pulling away.  Amelia walked up to the crib, standing next to him. He wrapped his arm around her waist as they looked at their daughter sleeping.

“I finally have everything I need,” he thought as he tightened his hold on his mate, who put her head on his shoulder. 

 

 

 

Chapter 67: Seungcheol aka Scoups

Summary:

Double updates for the new year. Here’s Scoups from Seventeen one. You will see more of him. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Mila is an omega, whose parents died when she was six years old. How they died was a mystery. Her beta aunt took her under her wings, but it wasn’t a good thing. Since her aunt had been abusing her, mentally and physically. Mila was just happy that she didn’t let her alpha friends sexually assault her. She only didn’t want them to because she wanted to keep her pure for her mate, so she could ask her mate to give her money in exchange for Mila. Let’s forget about her life at home. Her life at school wasn’t much better. 

She had no friends at school and was bullied by a crazy ex of a boy, who asked her out, which she rejected. Now, his ex, who he got back together with bullies her because her boyfriend asked her out. It was a stupid reason to build someone, but people nowadays are crazy. Due to all the alphas she encounters always being rude and abusive, she developed a fear of alphas. Others were scared to be friends with her because they didn’t want to be bullied along with her. Currently, she was inside one of her classes, seated at the back. The teacher was introducing three new students. Mila didn’t bother to listen since they were eventually not going to like her anyway, so what was the point in finding out who they were.

“My name is Lee Chan.”

“My name is Boo Seungkwan.”

“And my name is Chwe Hansol Vernon, you can call me Vernon,” the last one introduced. 

“You guys can sit on the empty seats near Mila over there,” the teacher said, pointing to the seats. 

Despite hearing her name, Mila didn’t look away from the window. She was lost in thoughts. The boys walked to the empty seats and sat down. The boys looked at Mila in curiosity and concern since she reeked of sadness. They can also see all sorts of things written on her desk such as halfbreed and bitch

Excuse me,” Seungkwan, who was sitting in the seat in front of her, whispered, but she still didn’t look, so he tapped her desk.

She flinched, looking at him in fear. She thought everyone, beta or omega, who approached her wanted to hurt her. She had trust issues due to all the abuse. He smiled gently at her. 

Are you okay?” He asked.

Mila blinked at him in confusion. She was wondering why he was talking to her. 

“He must not have heard anything yet,” she thought as she nodded at his question before looking back at the window. The boys looked at each other in confusion. Seungkwan was about to say something else, but the bell interrupted him. The class was over; it was time for lunch. Because they arrived late to school, it was already lunchtime. Everyone started leaving the room, except the boys and Mila, who was still looking out the window. 

“Are you guys coming?” Another student asked them. They looked at Mila, who didn’t move from her spot. 

“Ignore her, she is always like that,” the student continued. 

The boys decided to go with him to find out more information, leaving Mila alone in the classroom. 

“What’s wrong with her?” Seungkwan asked once they were outside the class. 

“She is a loner. She is a target of Hayoon and Yikyung, who bullied her. He asked her out, but she declined, which made him feel a certain way. Hayoon became jealous and started bullying her,” The student explained, "Everyone is afraid to be friends with her, they don't want to be bullied along with her."

Seungkwan and Chan stopped walking. They felt saddened for Mila. They were omegas. it’s their instinct to care and protect. Vernon, an alpha, noticed. 

“You guys go. I will bring some food back to you,” he said. 

Seungkwan and Chand nodded and turned around to go back to the classroom. When they got there, they saw her getting bullied by three omega girls. They were pushing her, pulling her hair. They cornered her. 

“Hey, leave her alone,” Seungkwan said. Chan and him walked to them, pulling them away from her. They stood in front of Mila. 

“This doesn’t concern you,” a girl said in anger.

“You must be Hayoon, the so-called bully,” Seungkwan said rudely. 

Hayoon attempted to slap him, but he stopped and slapped her. She was shocked before they started fighting. 

“What’s going on here?” someone asked, coming into the room and making them stop and look at them.

“Yikyung,” Hayoon whined, going to him and grabbing his arm, “They hit me.” 

Yikyung looked at Seungkwan and Chan angrily, making his way away from them. They started backing up into a wall in fear since they could smell his anger pheromones. Vernon walked into the room at that moment and saw what was happening.

“GET AWAY FROM THEM!” He growled in anger. 

He placed the food he was holding down and started making his way to them. He got in between Yikyung and Seungkwan, Chan, and Mila. His eyes were red, making Yikyung back up a little. He saw that Vernon was an elite alpha, meaning he was stronger and more powerful than him. He grabbed Hayoon’s hand and walked away.

“Why are we walking away?” Hayoon asked.

“Shut up. We can’t mess with him,” Yikyung said, pulling her out of the room, the other two girls following them. Once they left, Vernon turned to check on them.

“Are you guys okay?” He asked, his eyes still red. Seungkwan and Chan nodded, before turning to help Mila up. They finished her hair for her. 

“Are you okay?” Chan asked.

She nodded, and softly said, “Thank you.”

“I’m Chan.”

“I’m Seungkwan,” Seungkwan introduced, “And that’s my mate, Vernon.” Mila looked at Vernon and flinched since she smelt that he was an alpha. The boys noticed that. 

Is she afraid of Vernon? Probably alphas in general," They thought. 

I’m Mila,” She whispered, which they heard thanks to their enhanced hearing.

They sat down in their seats. Vernon gave Seungkwan and Chan their food that he got for them, which they took. Vernon handed a sandwich and a drink to Mila. She flinched, looking at the food, then, at him nervously. He smiled gently at her, nodding to the food. She slowly took the food and began eating it. Seungkwan and Chan chat with her trying to get to know her. 

Am I finally going to have friends?” She thought happily as she listened to Seungkwan telling a funny story about Chan. 

***

The boys were saying goodbye to Mila since it was the end of school. She gave everyone a hug except Vernon. That kind of hurt Vernon, but he understood.

“Give me your phone, so I can give you our numbers,” Seungkwan said, releasing her from the hug. 

“I don’t have a phone,” She replied embarrassed as she saw their shocked faces. Her aunt refused to get her a phone. The last time she asked for one she got slapped.

“That’s okay. Here are our phone numbers to keep for when you get a phone,” Seungkwan said back after coming off from being shocked. He wrote their numbers on a piece of paper, before giving it to Mila, who took it. 

“I will see you guys tomorrow,” she said, waving goodbye, before walking away happily. 

The boys watched, before going home themselves. When they got inside their house, which was a mansion, they were hit with questions.

“How was your first day?”

“Did you make friends?”

They answered all of them. Seungcheol who was in his office heard the commotion and smelt a scent he was familiar with.

Mate!” His wolf, Scoups shouted, making Seungcheol surprised and happy. 

His mate is here,” He thought. He was happy that he finally found his mate. He quickly felt his office, following the scent. He came to the living room, only his pack members. He saw Seungkwan, Chan, and Vernon were back from school. The scent was coming from them. He walked up to them.

“Oh, hi, Hyung,” Seungkwan greeted him. 

“Whose scent is that?” He asked.

“What? Oh, it’s our friend that we made at school. Why?”

“They are my mate.”

“What?”

“Hyung, you finally found your mate.” 

“You guys have to bring them.”

“We will try, but there is something you need to know about her,” Seungkwan said.

“What?” DK asked. 

“She’s kind of afraid of alphas, so she may be cautious around you guys,” Chan explained.

Well, there goes our chance of her liking us.” Seungcheol thought.

“Why?”

“Maybe due to being bullied by an alpha,” Vernon answered

“Who?” Seungcheol growled.

“Some guy named Lee Yikyung, along with his girlfriend, Song Hayoon, and her friends,” Vernon replied.

How dare they?! They messed with the wrong mate,” Seungcheol thought angrily. 

“Jihoon-,” Seungcheol started, but Jihoon interrupted him.

“I’m already on it,” He interrupted, typing away on his laptop. He was finding all the information on them, which was what Seungcheol was going to ask him to find. Seungcheol nodded, and then his phone rang.  He walked away to answer it. 

“Please make sure to bring her here tomorrow,” Joshua said.

“We will try, but we can’t force her,” Suengkwan replied.

“I hope she agrees because I can’t wait to meet your pack Luna,” Seokmin said excitedly.

“Same,” Minygu agreed.

With Mila

Mila got to her house but stopped in her tracks when she saw her aunt’s car parked in the driveway.

Why is she here earlier? She usually comes back two hours after I get home from school. I won't get the chance to wash off Vernon’s scent,” She panicked. 

When she came home from school, she usually washed off alphas scent from her because if her aunt smelt an alpha scent on her she would get beat. Her aunt thought she was fooling around with an alpha. Her aunt wanted her to be pure, so she could get a large sum from her mate. The first day that she got bullied, she came home with Yikyung’s scent all over her. Her aunt was furious, she wouldn’t listen to reasons. She had beaten Mila severely, so after that day Mila started to wash off scents. 

I’m so going to get beat,” Mila continued to panic.

Mila continued walking to the house. She slowly unlocked and opened the door. She stepped in and closed the door slowly. 

“You are fooling with alphas again. Have you not learned your lesson,” She heard her aunt say from behind her. She didn’t even smell her since she was too busy panicking.  Mila quickly turned around. 

“I’m sorry. I’m not. He’s the mate of my friend,” Mila trembled, trying to explain, but her aunt wasn’t listening as she started making her way to Mila. She slapped Mila hard across the face. Then, grabbed by the hair and threw are across the room. 

“Go wash it off,” her aunt ordered, before sitting down on the couch. 

Mila slowly got up and made her way upstairs. She opened her room. She was hit in the leg and left something rubbing against them. She looked down to see her cat, Leo, her only companion in this abusive house. She smiled and bent down and picked him up, closing her room door. She found him two years ago bruised and injured in an alleyway. At first, he wouldn’t let her get close to him since he smelt dog on her due to her being a werewolf. After she showed him she meant no harm, he let her help him. Her aunt wouldn't let her keep him, but she begged so hard, making her aunt give up. She kept Leo in her room when she was away in fear of her aunt hurting him. Leo helped her once when she was getting beaten by her aunt as a result he got injured. Now, he walked with a limp. She didn’t have money to take him to the vet. After that day, she told Leo to never come to her rescue, to which he listened thankfully.  

“I’m fine,” She assured him, giving him pets, making him purr as she sat down on her bed, and placed him on her lap, “Now, you stay here and be a good boy, while I take a shower.” She placed him on the bed and got a change of clothes, before leaving the room to go the bathroom.

***

“Do you want to hang out at our house today?” Seungkwan asked at the end of the following day.

“I don’t know,” Mika hesitated. She was worried about her aunt since her aunt wanted her to come home right after school. 

“Please,” Seungkwan and Chan begged, showing her their puppy dog eyes, not knowing Mila is a sucker for cute things.

My aunt wouldn’t be back for two hours. I can hang out for an hour and be back in time to make dinner and before she noticed I didn’t come straight home,” She thought.

“Okay, only for an hour,” She agreed.

“Yes!,” Seungkwan and Chan cheered, hugging Mila in excitement. They pulled her to their car and got inside. Vernon started driving. They got to their house, which was a mansion. They got together and Mila was amazed. She never saw a house that big, only on TV. She looked around the exterior as she followed them to the door. 

Wow,” She whispered as she looked around once she was inside. Then, she smelt an overwhelming scent of happiness and excitement. She looked to see 9 pairs of eyes on her. Five of those pairs had the scent of alphas. They smiled at her.

“Mila, let me introduce you to our pack,” Seungkwan said.

“They’re Mingyu, Soonyoung, Seokmin, and Junhui. They are omegas,” He introduced the omegas of the pack first. Mingyu, Sonyoung, Seokmin, and Junhui smiled and waved at her, which she returned.

“And, they’re Jihoon, Joshua, Jeonghan, Wonwoo, and Minghao. They are alphas,” He continued next with the alphas of the pack, “And there’s Seungcheol, our pack alpha. He’s not here right now, which is sad since I wanted you to meet him.” Jihoon, Joshua, Jeonghan, Wonwoo, and Minghao smiled and waved at her. She just nodded nervously at them.

“Welcome to our humble home. Let’s us give you a tour,” Seokmin said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her away, which shocked her, but she let him pull her. All the omegas followed, leaning behind the alphas, who were sad that she was scared around them. The omegas took her around all the different rooms on all three floors, which was a lot in Mila’s opinion. They ended up in the game room, which was Mila’s favorite room. 

“Wow, this is amazing,” Mila said. She had gotten comfortable with them since they were nothing but nice and their pheromones were calming.

“Would you like to play some of the games?” Mingyu asked, they were holding her up here longer until Seungcheol came home, so they could meet. 

“Yes,” She said excitedly. She was releasing happy pheromones, which the alphas could smell from where they were. It had put smiles on their faces.

“Let’s start with my favorite, foosball,” Mingyu replied, taking her to the foosball table. Mila completely forgot about the time.

***

Mila was playing a videogame with Mingyu and Seokmin, when she decided to take a glance at the time on the wall, only to see it had been past an hour. 

I have been here for three hours!” She thought panic, standing up, dropping the controller. She was releasing an extreme amount of distress pheromones, even the alphas came into the room, worried. The omegas stopped doing what they doing, coming to her. She started grabbing her things in panic. 

“Mila, what’s wrong?” Seungkwan asked in concern. 

“I have been here for too long. I need to get home before my aunt finds out I didn’t go home right after school or I’m going to get punished,” She thought, not knowing she actually said it. She rushed out of the room ignoring the calls of her name. On her way, She bumped into Seungcheol, making her fall. Mila looked up to see a tall, intimidating-looking man. She crawled back in fear, thinking he was going to hurt her for bumping into him.

With Seungcheol

Seungcheol was at his company. He was finishing up the final touches on a business deal. Once he finished, he was leaving the building, when he was stopped by a group of people. They were Yikyung, his father, Hayoon, and her father. They were probably here because he had canceled his partnership with their companies once he found out their children were bullying his mate. 

“Mr. Choi, please don’t cancel your partnership with us.  Whatever my son did, he’s sorry. He didn’t know who you were,” Yikyung’s father said.

“My daughter as well,” Hayoon’s father added, “Apologize, both of you to Mr.Choi.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Choi,” Yikyung and Hayoon apologized. 

“You should be apologizing to my mate, who you harmed, instead of me,” Seungcheol said as he got a text from Jihoon, Where are you? Your mate, who is pretty by the way is here. You better come before she leaves.

“If you excuse,” He continued, then, walked around them. As he was exiting the building, he heard,

“Mila is his mate!”

Seungchel quickly got in his car and drove away. He was rushing to get home. He was excited to meet his mate. He may have broken some traffic laws, but he didn’t care. He wanted to get home before she left or he had to wait another day to meet her. Once he got home, he quickly parked the car and got out. When he opened the door, he was hit with extreme distress pheromones. As he closed the door, someone bumped into him. It was his mate, who the distress pheromones were coming from. He saw that she had crawled back in fear. Seungcheol released some comforting pheromones to calm her down, which worked since the distress pheromones were disappearing. He walked to her and crouched down. She looked at him still cautious of him. He smiled at her and release more comforting pheromones, which was helping the other omegas that were starting to get distress due to seeing their luna in discomfort. Seungchel saw her eyes widened, she was probably realizing he was her mate. 

Back to Mila

Mila smelt comforting pheromones, which was calming her down. She saw Seuncheol walk to her and crouched down. She was still cautious of him. She smelt for comforting pheromones as she saw him smiled. Beneath the pheromones, she smelt a lavender and eucalyptus scent.

Mate!” her wolf, Miz shouted, making her eyes widened.

He’s my mate,” She thought happily, she started releasing happy pheromones, which everyone was glad about. 

“Now, that you’re calm. Can you tell me what’s wrong?” Seungcheol asked gently.

“I have been here for too long. I need to get home before my aunt finds out I didn’t go home right after school or I’m going to get punished,” She explained, her panic was starting again, but before it got anywhere, Seungcheol release more comfort releasing pheromones. 

“Does your aunt hit you when you don’t come home right after school?”

“Yes, also when I don’t do other things right,” She answered. Hearing that Seungcheol wanted to murder her aunt for hurting his mate, but he kept his angry inside to not scare her.

“You will stay here for now on,” He replied.

“I can’t. Leo is still at the house. I can’t leave him or she will harm him,” She denied as she started getting up, Seungcheol helping her.

“She has a kid,” Seungcheol thought. 

We will treat him as own,” Scoups said. Seungcheol agreed with him.

“Okay, I will go with you. We will get your son and come back here,” He replied.

“No, you can’t come with me,” She said, shaking her head in panic.

“Why?” He asked confused.

“Because if she finds out your are my mate, she would ask you to give her money in exchange for me,” She explained, making him smiled. 

“Money is not a problem for me. You are worth more than any amount,” He replied with a smile, holding her hand.

“Okay,” She agreed to him coming with her. Before they left, Seungcheol turned to look at Jihoon, who nodded. He was silently asking Jihoon to find information to get her aunt arrest for domestic abuse. When they got to Mila’s home, they can see her aunt’s car parked outside. She walked up with Seungcheol. Before she could open the door, it was opened by her aunt, who had an angry face. 

“Oh, you finally decided to come home,” She said angrily, then, she saw her with Seungcheol, “Who’s this alpha you brought home? What did I tell you about fooling around with alphas?” 

Seungcheol was getting irritated with her, so he stepped infront of Mila and pushed the aunt into the house as he pulled Mila inside. 

“We are not here to chitchat with you. We are only here to get Leo, and we will be out of your hair,” He said rudely, then gently said to Mila, “Go get Leo.” Mila nodded and walk to her room to get Leo.

“You must be her mate. You can’t get take her without giving me $100,000. I fed and took care of her for you and keep her pure for you,” her aunt demanded, holding her hand out.

Seungcheol took his checkbook out and write a check for her. He handed to her, which she snatched from his hand. She looked happily at the cheek, not knowing she wouldn’t be able to cash it out. Then, they heard footsteps. Seungcheol turned around to Mila holding a cat and a small backpack.

“Leo was a cat, not a child,” He thought.

“Let’s go,” He said. Then, they left. 

***

Mila was walking out of school with Seungkwan, Chan, and Vernon. They were walking to Vernon car, when she was grabbed by the arm. She turned to see her aunt. She wasn’t scared of her anymore now that she had a family that would protect her. Vernon pulled her hand off of Mila’s arm and pushed her. 

“How dare you and your mate give me a fake check?” She said angrily. 

“Go get in the car,” Vernon ordered, not taking his eyes, which were red, off the aunt. Seungkwan, Chan, and Mila got in the car. 

“I suggested you don’t do anything stupid and leave or you wouldn’t like what would happened if you don’t,” He said calmly. The aunt was going to say something when police cars pulling up interrupted her. Police officers came out and run throws her.

“Jung Minyoung, you are under arrests for fraud and domestic abuse. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can be used against you in a court of law. You have theright to an attorney,” one police officer said as another put handcuffs on her. They took her away. Vernon calmed down and went inside the car. Then, drove away to their home. Once they got inside, Mila immediately goes to find her mate. Seeing her aunt, discomforted her, she wanted his comfort. 

“What happened?” Joshua asked, looking at Mila walking away.

“Her aunt happened,” Chan answered, “She got arrested before she could do anything.” The other nodded in understanding and deciede to leave Seungcheol to comfort her. Mila found him in his office since she followed his scent. She opened the door to see him typing away on his computer, but he stopped when she came into the room. 

“Hi, angel,” He greeted with a smile, which disappeared as he smelt little bit of distress coming from her. He watched her walked to him and sat on his lap. She wrapped arms around his neck, put her face in his neck, trying to inhale more of his scent. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked as he wrapped his arms around her.

“My aunt came to the school, causing trouble,” She answered.

“What.”

“But, it’s okay, she was arrest. Seeing her made me unhappy,” She repiled. 

“You don’t have to worry about her and anyone else. I will always protect you, along with the others,” He assured her as he pulled her face from his neck to make her look at him. She looked at him and nodded with smile. Then, gave him a peck on the lips, before going back to his neck, which he let her. He went back to typing away on his laptop, while she stayed on his lap. Then, Leo jumped on the table and lay down next to his laptop. 

“Thank you moon goddess for giving a prefect mate. I will cherish and protect her with my life,” He thought as he gave Leo a scratch on the head, before going back to typing, letting his two cherish people sleep.

“Thank you god for giving another chance at happiness since my parents,” Mila thought before closing her eyes and going to dreamland. 

 

 

Chapter 68: Wooyoung

Summary:

Here another Wooyoung one. It’s a short one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Isla looked at the pregnant test in her hand in shock and fear. She couldn’t believe she was pregnant. She was happy that she was, but it’s her boyfriend she was scared to tell. She didn’t want to ruin his career. Her boyfriend was Wooyoung, a member of the global Kpop group, Ateez. So, she was panicking. 

“Wooyoung is not going to be happy. His group is getting really famous. This could ruin it for him. What should I do?” Isla thought, still staring at the test. 

“Isla, how's it going there?” Her friend asked from outside the door. She forgot her friend was waiting for her results. She opened the door and stepped out. She looked at her friend with a scared face.

“Hey, it’ll be okay,” her friend confronted, coming to her side.

“I don’t know if it will, Yeaji. This can ruin Wooyoung’s career. What if he doesn’t accept the baby?” She replied. Yeaji grabbed the hand that wasn’t holding the test, and dragged her to the couch. They sat down. 

“I don’t think this will ruin his career if you guys don’t let it. If I know Wooyoung, he will be more than thrilled to be a father,” Yeaji assured. 

“You’re right,” She said, “I will tell him when he gets back from his tour in a week.” 

“Wonderful, I will help with the surprise. Let’s go shopping right now,” Yeaji said. 

“Okay, let me throw this away, I don’t think it will be good in a week,” She replied, getting up and throwing away the test, before putting on her shoes. Yeaji and her went out of her apartment..

***

Isla placed the unisex baby clothes and shoes that she brought in a gift bag. She set it on the kitchen counter. She was currently sitting at the couch watching, while trying to tv.  She was so nervous as she waited for Wooyoung, who had called her 30 minutes, telling her that his plane had landed. After an hour, the door opened and in walked Wooyoung with his suitcase. Isla got up and walked to him. She took his suitcase from him.

“Welcome back, Woo,” She said as he puckered his lips for a kiss. She smiled at that, before giving him a kiss. She took his suitcase to their room, before coming back. She saw that he was looking at the gift bag. She watched as he picked it up.

“Babe, is this present for me?” He shouted. 

“Yes,” she replied walked up to him, “Open it.”

“You never got me a welcome home present before. What’s the occasion?” He said. 

“Stop asking questions and just open it,” She said, losing her patience since she was so nervous. 

“Okay,” He laughed, before taking the content of the bag out. He looked at the clothes and shoes confused. Then, realization hit his face and he turned around to her.

“Are you?” He asked. She nodded nervously. Then, he embraced her in a hug, picking and spinning her around. 

“I’m going to be a dad!” He shouted happily, as he placed her down. 

“You’re not mad,” She said. 

“Why would I be mad? This is the best gift ever.”

“Well, Ateez is getting really famous. This could ruin it for you guys. You know how it was when they found out you had a girlfriend, imagine what would happen if they found out you are having a child,” She explained. Wooyoung grabbed her hands.

“They got over me having a girlfriend since they couldn’t do anything about it. And they will get over this as well. We will wait until the baby is born to tell,” He assured. She nodded.

“I will always love and protect you,” He added as he hugged her.

“And I too,” she replied as she hugged him back.

 

Chapter 69: Sehun

Summary:

Double update!! This time is a short Sehun one. Inspired by that one parking garage scene in Dokgo Rewind, where Sehun’s character beat up 30 high school students all by himself. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

I opened my eyes, seeing that I was in a parking garage. I felt my hands tied behind a chair, which I was sitting on. 

“Welcome back to the land of the living,” I heard someone say. I looked up to see Taeil.

“Taeil, I should've known you would be behind this,” I said angrily. 

“Surprise.”

“If you are doing this to trap Sehun, it won’t work. He will never come and fall for your trick,” I replied angrily. 

“We’ll see about that,” He said as he shook my phone which was in his hand. He brought the phone to my face to unlock. When he unlocked it, he went to my contacts and picked the contact that said “babe😍”. He listened as the phone rang and waited for Sehun to pick up, which he did.

Angel, where are you?”

“She's here with me,” Taeil answered.

With Sehun

I was waiting for Hazel outside her school, ignoring the girls that were flirting. She was running oddly late. I pulled my phone out to call her but she beat me to it. 

“Angel, where are you?” I answered.

She’s here with me,” a male replied. One that sounds oddly familiar.

“Taeil, what did you do to my girlfriend!” I shouted into the phone, catching some attention, but ignored it. 

Nothing yet.”

“What do you want?”

Well, come get her and you will find out.”

Don’t come, it's a trap!” I heard Hazel out. Then, I heard a slap sound and

Shut up, bitch!”

If you don’t want your girl to be hurt, you will come. And you know where to find me,” Taeil said, before hanging up. 

I clutched my phone tightly in anger, before putting away and getting back on my bike and drove away to the place. I parked my bike and walked inside the abandoned parking garage. As soon as I walked in, I was stopped by 10 of his men. They started attacking me. I easily took them down and continued walking. Then,  20 more men stopped and attacked me. I fought them off, which was difficult, but I did with a couple wounds. I finally got to where Hazel was being held. 

“Wonderful of you to join us, Sehun,” Taeil said, “How did he defeat all my men.”

I ignored him and looked at Hazel, who smiled at me. I saw that her left cheeks were red, which angered me. I turned back to Taeil with an angry face. I charged at him, knocking him down. I punched the living hell out of him.

“How dare you lay a hand on what’s mine!” I shouted as I continued punching. 

“Hunnie, stop! You will kill him!” Hazel shouted at me. I stopped as I saw him knocked out, before going to her. I untied her, helping her get out of the chair. I checked to see if she had any other injuries.

“I’m fine, but you’re not,” She said as she touched the wounds on my face. I took her hands off and brought her into a tight hug, which she returned, wrapping her arms around my waist. 

“Let’s get out of here,” I said, taking her hand, pulling her, but she stopped me. She pulled her hand out of mine. I looked at her confused, but I saw her walk to the knocked out Taeil. Then, she kicked him.

“That’s for hurting my boyfriend,” she said, before walking back to him. She grabbed me by hand, pulling me towards the exit. I shook my head at her.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 70: Jeff Satur

Summary:

Gia, Jeff, and Mile are back with another story. I have decided Gia is going to Jeff’s girl. Everytime I write a Jeff one, Gia is going to be his girl. 😄Enjoy!!!!

Chapter Text

Jeff had been dating Gia for a year, and in that time, he had met her mother, her friends, and practically everyone important in her life—except for one person. Her older brother, Mile.

Gia had always been hesitant about introducing them, and Jeff hadn’t questioned it much at first. That was until one day, during a casual conversation, she finally told him the reason why.

“He’ll threaten you,” she admitted, sighing. “And if he does, you might just break up with me.”

Jeff had laughed, thinking she was joking. “I think I can handle a protective older brother, babe.”

But then she looked at him, dead serious.

“Jeff, my brother is P’Mile.”

His laughter stopped immediately.

Mile? As in Mile Phakphum? As in the very same Mile he worked with on KinnPorsche?

The revelation hit him like a truck. He had spent months acting alongside the man, completely unaware that he was dating his little sister. The cast had no idea either.

That all changed one day when they found out Jeff had a girlfriend. They had been teasing him relentlessly, demanding details, until Barcode snatched his phone and saw his lock screen—an adorable picture of Gia kissing Jeff’s cheek.

The room went silent before a chorus of gasps filled the space.

“Wait, that’s your girlfriend?” Bible asked, peering at the screen.

“She’s cute,” Build commented with a grin.

“Why do I feel like I’ve seen her before?” Apo muttered, staring at the picture.

Then realization dawned on Mile, and his entire demeanor shifted. His smile faded, his jaw clenched, and his voice dropped to a dangerously calm tone.

“That’s my sister.”

Jeff swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down his spine.

The teasing stopped instantly. Everyone looked between Mile and Jeff, knowing things were about to get intense.

“Jeff,” Mile said, his tone sharp, “why didn’t you tell me?”

Jeff scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact. “I, uh, didn’t know how to bring it up?”

Mile scoffed. “You’ve been dating my sister for a year and never thought to mention it?”

Apo, always the voice of reason, stepped in. “P’Mile, calm down—”

“I am calm,” Mile snapped before turning back to Jeff. “You know what? Since you kept this from me, I think we should have a little fun.”

Jeff frowned. “What do you mean?”

Mile smirked, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Let’s prank her.”

Jeff hesitated. “I don’t know, man—”

“Come on,” Mile urged. “She kept this from me, you kept this from me—let’s see how she reacts when the tables are turned.”

Apo sighed, rubbing his temples. “This is a bad idea.”

But Jeff, caught up in the moment, agreed.

The plan was simple. When Jeff and Gia met up later, Mile would “accidentally” drop into the conversation that Gia was only sixteen. Jeff would pretend to believe him, acting horrified that he had unknowingly dated a minor for an entire year.

When the day arrived, everything was set. Gia had come to visit Jeff on set, completely unaware of what was about to unfold.

They were sitting together when Mile walked in, acting casual. “Jeff, I can’t believe you’ve been dating my sixteen-year-old sister for a whole year,” he said, feigning disbelief.

Gia immediately froze. “What?”

Jeff forced a horrified expression. “Sixteen?” He turned to her. “You told me you were twenty-five!”

“I am twenty-five!” Gia snapped, already getting frustrated.

Mile shook his head dramatically. “Nope. Sixteen. Right, Apo?”

Apo, standing off to the side with his arms crossed, rolled his eyes. “I am not a part of this.”

Gia huffed in annoyance. “P’Mile, stop it. Jeff, don’t listen to him! You’ve seen my ID before!”

Jeff, playing his part, crossed his arms. “How do I know that wasn’t fake?”

Gia’s frustration turned into panic. She pulled out her wallet, yanking out her ID. “Here! See for yourself!”

Jeff looked at it but pretended to remain unconvinced. “I don’t know…”

Tears welled up in Gia’s eyes. “Jeff, I’m not sixteen!”

He still didn’t respond.

And then she broke.

“I hate you, P’Mile!” she screamed before turning on her heel and running away.

The moment the words left her mouth, Mile’s smirk vanished. Jeff felt his stomach drop.

Apo sighed loudly. “I told you this was a bad idea.”

Mile and Jeff exchanged guilty looks before immediately chasing after Gia.

They found her sitting on a bench outside the building, wiping at her tears angrily.

Mile hesitated before stepping forward. “Gia…”

“Go away,” she mumbled.

“Gia, I—”

“No!” She shot up, glaring at him. “You always do this! You treat me like a kid, like I can’t make my own decisions! I love Jeff, and you just had to ruin it!”

Mile looked genuinely remorseful. “I was just trying to mess with you… I didn’t think you’d take it that hard.”

“Well, I did.”

Jeff stepped in then, gently taking her hands. “Gia, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have gone along with it. It was stupid, and I never should’ve doubted you for even a second.”

She sniffled. “You really believed I was sixteen?”

He shook his head. “No, baby. I was just acting. But it wasn’t funny, and I regret it.”

Mile sighed. “I was mad that you didn’t tell me about Jeff. But I get it now. I’m sorry too.”

Gia crossed her arms. “You better be sorry.”

Mile chuckled, ruffling her hair. “You know I love you, right?”

She huffed but eventually smiled. “Yeah, yeah.”

Jeff wrapped an arm around her. “Can you forgive us?”

Gia eyed them both before sighing. “Fine. But if you ever pull something like this again, I’m telling Mom.”

Both men stiffened.

Apo, watching from the doorway, smirked. “Now that’s a real threat.”

Chapter 71: Baekhyun

Summary:

A Baekhyun one! Inspired by a drama shorts that I watched. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Baekhyun stumbled drunkenly down the hotel hallway. His head spun, his body burning with a heat that wasn’t natural. He had been drugged—an aphrodisiac slipped into his drink by a woman he barely knew. After fleeing her room, he wandered into an open one without thinking.

Inside, a cleaner was tidying up. She turned at the sound of the door.

“This room’s under maintenance—Baek?” Her voice softened. “Are you okay?”

Baekhyun blinked, trying to focus. The woman walked toward him, concern etched into her features. She took his hands gently.

“June?” he mumbled, reaching up to touch her face. His touch made her cheeks flush.

“Yes, it’s me. What’s wrong?” she asked, already fearing the answer.

“I was drugged… with something.” His voice was shaky, full of confusion and desperation. “An aphrodisiac.”

Before she could respond, he pulled her to the bed, gently but urgently.

“Please… help me,” he pleaded, eyes filled with longing and pain.

June hesitated only for a second—her heart already his long before this moment. She nodded, and as he leaned in to kiss her, she kissed him back.

***

The next morning, June stirred first.

Careful not to wake Baekhyun, she started to slip out of bed. But he was already awake and caught her wrist.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, eyes fixed on her.

“I was just… um…” Her words trailed off under his gaze. He smiled, that familiar smile that always melted her. She blushed and looked away, but he gently turned her face back and kissed her softly, making her heart race.

“I like you,” he whispered. “No… I love you.”

Her eyes widened. She blinked back tears, smiling through the disbelief.

“I’ve loved you too. For five years now,” she confessed. “I never told you because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.”

“I’ve loved you for six,” he admitted with a small chuckle. “Same reason.”

He stood, picking up his suit jacket from the floor. From its pocket, he pulled out a small velvet box and returned to her, holding it out. She stared at it in confusion.

“Happy birthday. Well… happy late birthday,” he said with a sheepish smile. “I was planning to meet you after my meeting to celebrate.”

She opened the box, gasping softly at the cherry blossom necklace inside. The delicate design brought back memories of the day they met—beneath a blooming cherry blossom tree.

“It’s beautiful,” she whispered.

He took it from the box and motioned for her to turn around. She did, and he clasped it gently around her neck. She turned back, beaming.

“Thank you,” she said.

Before he could respond, his phone buzzed. He answered it.

“Sir, where are you? Your flight for the business trip—did you forget?”

“Ah, damn. I did. I’m on my way now.” He ended the call and looked back at June, regret heavy in his eyes.

“I have to go,” he said softly. “But when I come back… we’ll be together. I promise.”

She nodded, understanding despite her sadness. He got dressed, leaned down to kiss her once more.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” she whispered. He left, and she watched him go, heart aching but full of hope.

***

Four Years Later

Baekhyun never returned.

In the years that passed, June gave birth to a daughter—Nabi. Life was hard. She moved into a cramped apartment in a rough neighborhood with her sister, Lia. With hospital bills piling up and little income, she struggled, but she never gave up.

She told Nabi about her father, showed her his picture, and gave her the cherry blossom necklace he’d gifted her. Still, her daughter often asked, “Did Daddy abandon us?”

June always answered, “No, sweetie. He’ll come back.”

One day, while walking to the store with Lia and Nabi, they spotted Baekhyun’s mother stumble and fall. June rushed over.

“Mrs. Byun! Are you alright?” she asked, kneeling beside her with Lia. Nabi stood nearby, watching with wide eyes.

“I’m fine, dear. Just tripped over my own feet,” Mrs. Byun laughed, though she winced. The girls helped her up.

“Let’s get you to a hospital,” June insisted, flagging down a taxi.

Meanwhile, Baekhyun had just landed back in Korea.

First thing he did was go to June’s old apartment, but the neighbors said she moved years ago. He tried calling her—no luck. Panic and frustration gnawed at him.

Then, a call came.

“Mr. Byun, your mother’s in the hospital.”

“What?! Which hospital?”

“Asan Medical Center.”

He hung up, grabbed his keys, and rushed over.

At the hospital reception desk, he asked breathlessly, “What room is Byun Sunyoung in?”

“Your relationship to the patient?” the nurse asked.

“I’m her son.”

“Room 396.”

As he turned down the hallway, he bumped into a small girl. She nearly fell, but he caught her just in time.

“You okay, sweetie?” he asked gently.

The girl looked up—and her eyes widened.

“Daddy!”

He froze. “Sweetie… I’m not—” Then he noticed the necklace. His necklace.

“Where did you get that?”

“Mommy gave me. She said Daddy gave it to her,” she said proudly.

Before he could ask more, a voice called out, “Nabi!”

A woman came rushing over—Lia.

Baekhyun’s eyes widened. “Lia…? Do you know where June is?”

Lia studied him. He looked desperate. Without a word, she grabbed Nabi’s hand and motioned for him to follow. They entered a hospital room where June was speaking with his mother.

“Lia, did you find—” June turned—and froze.

Her breath hitched.

“Baek…”

He opened his arms, and she ran into them. He held her tightly.

“I missed you so much,” she whispered, tears falling.

“I missed you too. I’m so sorry it took me this long.”

She shook her head. “You’re here now.”

He glanced at her neck. “You’re not wearing the necklace.”

“I gave it to your daughter,” she said softly.

“Daughter?” he repeated, stunned.

June turned to Nabi. “Come here, baby.”

Nabi walked over.

“Baek… this is your daughter. Nabi.”

Baekhyun knelt down, overcome.

“You’re really my daughter?”

“I told you,” she said, grinning.

He swept her into his arms, eyes filled with emotion.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“Baek,” his mother chimed in with a smirk. “So… when are you making June my official daughter-in-law?”

“Soon,” Baekhyun promised.

A Few Months Later

June and Baekhyun were married. Life was finally happy.

Until it wasn’t.

One afternoon, June, Nabi, and Lia were grabbed off the street and shoved into a white van. They were taken to an abandoned parking garage and tied to pillars.

A man stepped out from the shadows.

“Hi, June.”

June glared. “Seungri.”

“June, is this the crazy guy who was obsessed with you?” Lia asked, disgusted.

“Why him?” Seungri snapped. “Why Baekhyun? What does he have that I don’t?”

Lia scoffed. “He’s better than you in every way. For starters, he doesn’t kidnap people when they reject him.”

Seungri’s face twisted in rage. He signaled his men. They dragged Lia away.

“Let me go! Where are you taking me?” Lia shouted.

“Where are you taking my sister?!” June screamed.

“Don’t worry. She’ll be fine—or not, depending on whether she keeps her mouth shut,” Seungri sneered.

With Baekhyun

Baekhyun was with his mother when his phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Sir, your wife, daughter, and sister-in-law were kidnapped by Seungri.”

“What?!” he shouted, standing up. “Find their location!”

He hung up, running his hands through his hair in frustration.

“I’ll call your brother for help,” his mother said, dialing.

Soon after, Sehun called Baekhyun back.

“Hyung, I found them. Meet me at the old parking garage with some guards.”

Baekhyun raced over. Sehun arrived on his motorcycle.

“You go first. We’ll follow in a few minutes.”

Baekhyun entered. As he walked deeper, he saw June and Nabi tied to a pillar. Nabi was the first to see him.

“Daddy!” she shouted. June looked up, eyes lighting up. Seungri turned around.

“Baekhyun, glad you could join us,” he smirked.

“Let them go, Seungri.”

“I don’t think so.”

“What do you want? Money? I’ll give you any amount.”

“Money’s not what I want. I want her,” Seungri said, walking to June and caressing her face. She turned away, angering him. He grabbed her chin harshly, making her whine.

“But she rejected me. So if I can’t have her, no one will,” he snarled, raising a knife.

“No!” Baekhyun yelled, running forward—just as Sehun jumped from behind a pillar and knocked the knife away. He pulled Seungri back and punched him hard, knocking him out.

“Sehun!” June said as Baekhyun untied her and Nabi.

“Hi, June,” Sehun said. “Let’s get out of here.”

“We can’t—my sister is being held somewhere else.”

“I’ll go find her,” Sehun replied.

Sehun followed the sounds of shouting to a room.

“You better let me go! My boyfriend’s a gangster. You’re dead when he finds out!” she yelled.

Why does that voice sound familiar?” He thought as he walked toward it. He saw a girl being held in a room with two men. He saw that it was the girl that was obsessed and trying to pursue him. 

“Shut up, bitch,” one man said, approaching her.

“Don’t you dare touch her!” Sehun barked, storming in. Lia beamed.

“Sehun! You came. See? He’s my boyfriend. You’re all dead now.”

The men attacked, but Sehun took them down easily. He untied her.

“When did I become your boyfriend?” he asked.

“You’re not—yet. But you will be,” she replied, clinging to his arm. He sighed but let her be as they walked back.

“Lia!” June cried, running to embrace her.

“I’m okay,” Lia assured her. “June, meet Sehun—the man I’m trying to pursue.”

June looked at Sehun, who just shrugged.

“You know Sehun is your brother-in-law, right?” June said.

“Sehun is Baek oppa’s brother?” Lia asked, shocked. When both nodded, she smiled wide. “Even better! We’re meant to be!”

Sehun, Baekhyun, and June shook their heads.

“Okay, let’s get out of here,” Baekhyun said, picking up Nabi and grabbing June’s hand.

They all left, with Lia still clinging to Sehun’s arm.

Chapter 72: Sehun

Summary:

Double update for you after that stunt I pulled last time by posting a month late:) Here’s Sehun and Lia’s story from Baekhyun’s story. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Lia was walking when she saw someone getting harassed. She was about to help, but someone came out of the garage and stopped it. He was wearing a mechanic’s overall—the top part was tied around his waist, and he had on a white T-shirt. He fought off the harasser with ease. Then, he helped the person who was being harassed up before going back into the garage.

I’m in love,” she thought. “I will make him my boyfriend. Only he can be my boyfriend.

Then she followed him to the garage. She walked up to him. He looked at her.

“Hi, I’m Lia. I like you. Be my boyfriend,” she said, smiling.

Everyone in the garage was shocked, including the man. He snapped out of it.

“Sorry, but no thanks,” he replied before going back to fixing a car.

Her smile dropped, and she was about to say something else when her phone rang. She answered it, seeing that it was her friend.

“Hello?”

Where are you? Are you on your way? I’ve been waiting for ages.”

“Sorry, I got sidetracked. I’m on my way now. Bye,” she replied before hanging up and putting her phone away.

She was supposed to meet her friend for a hangout at the mall but completely forgot about it after seeing the handsome man. Speaking of him, she looked at the man, who was working on the car and not giving her any attention.

“I have to go, but I’m not one to give up. I will come here every single day until you fall in love and want to be my boyfriend. See you tomorrow,” she declared before leaving.

The man rolled his eyes, not taking her seriously.

“That was intense,” another man in the garage said.

“Another girl chasing you after—” another started to say, but was interrupted by the man’s glare. He shut his mouth real quick after that glare.

***

Lia was walking back to the garage the next day, holding a bag with food containers in it. She had made lunch for the man. Her mother always said the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.

She stepped inside the garage and started looking around, trying to find her soon-to-be boyfriend. She couldn’t find him.

“You’re back,” a man said. She turned to him and nodded.

“If you’re looking for Sehun, he’s underneath that car,” the man continued, pointing to a black car. Sehun was hearing all of this and cursing his friend for telling her his name.

Sehun is his name. It sounds wonderful. A perfect name for a perfect man,” she thought, turning to where the man was pointing and seeing legs sticking out from underneath the car. She thanked him and walked over.

“Hi, Sehun. I’m back again like I promised. I brought some lunch that I made for you,” she said, but all she got was:

“No thanks. I’m good.”

“If he doesn’t want it, I’ll take it,” the man who welcomed her said, coming to take the bag from her. “By the way, I’m ZiTao, but you can call me Tao.”

“Nice to meet you, Tao. You already know who I am,” Lia replied with a smile.

“Since we’re introducing ourselves, I’ll go next. I’m Jongin,” another mechanic said.

“And I’m Jungkook,” another introduced, waving from the other side of the garage. She waved back.

“It’s nice to meet you all. I hope we become great friends since I’m going to be Sehun’s girlfriend pretty soon,” she said.

Tao, Jongin, and Jungkook laughed, nodding.

“How are you so sure you’re going to be his girlfriend?” Tao asked.

“The moment I laid eyes on him, I knew I was meant for him and he was meant for me. My intention is never gone,” Lia answered.

“So you’re saying you two are fated to be?” Jongin asked.

Lia nodded.

“You have our full support,” Jungkook added.

I wish I never was friends with them,” Sehun thought as he continued working. He felt the presence of Lia near him as she sat down on the stool.

“Thank you,” she replied.

****

A Month Later

Sehun was in the garage finishing up a paint job on a car. He looked at the time—it was around when Lia usually showed up.

“Did she finally give up pursuing me?” he thought. His heart ached at the thought, but he ignored it and kept painting.

“Lia didn’t show up today. Did she finally give up?” Jungkook asked.

“I don’t think so. She’s not one to give up so easily. She might just be busy today,” Tao said. “I miss her delicious food.”

Sehun rolled his eyes at that.

“Sehun, why don’t you give her a chance? It’s been years since you dated after—” Jongin started to say but stopped when he saw Sehun glaring at him, daring him to say that girl’s name.

“Sehun, not every girl is like her. You can’t be single for life,” Tao added.

Before Sehun could say anything, his phone rang. It was his mother. He answered.

“Hello, eomma.”

Sehun, your brother needs your help.”

“Hyung needs help? What happened?”

His wife, her sister, and your niece were kidnapped by Seungri.”

“Leave it to me, eomma. I’ll find them,” he said before hanging up and turning to his friends. “Guys, I need your help.”

“What’s up?” Tao asked.

“Seungri kidnapped my brother’s wife, her sister, and my niece. Can you guys find his location?” Sehun explained.

“I always knew he was evil. I never liked him,” Jongin said.

“I know his hideout,” Jungkook stated. “He and his gang hang out at that abandoned parking garage.”

“I know which garage you’re talking about,” Sehun said, calling his brother. “You guys watch the garage.” They nodded as they watched him get on his bike and leave.

“Hyung, I know where they are. Meet me at that old abandoned parking garage that my friend and I used to hang out in—with a couple of your bodyguards,” he said once Baekhyun picked up, then hung up without waiting for a reply.

Thirty minutes later, he arrived. His brother and the bodyguards were already there. Sehun got off his bike.

“Hyung, you go in first. We’ll follow in a few minutes.”

Baekhyun nodded and went inside. He soon spotted his wife and daughter tied to a pillar. His daughter was the first to see him.

“Daddy!” she shouted. His wife turned to him, eyes lighting up. Seungri turned around.

“Baekhyun, glad you could join us,” he said.

“Let them go, Seungri.”

“I don’t think so.”

“What do you want? Money? I can give you any amount.”

“Money isn’t what I want. What I want is her,” Seungri said, walking over to Baekhyun’s wife and caressing her face. She turned away, which angered him. He grabbed her chin harshly, making her whimper.

“But she rejected me and chose you,” he continued. “So I thought if I can’t have her, no one will.”

He raised a knife.

“No!” Baekhyun shouted, running forward. But Sehun emerged from behind a pillar and knocked the knife from Seungri’s hand. Then he pulled him away and punched him hard, knocking him out.

“Sehun,” the wife said as Baekhyun untied her and their daughter.

“Hi, June,” Sehun said. “Let’s get out of here.”

“We can’t. My sister is being held somewhere else—she was too difficult to deal with,” June replied.

“I’ll go look for her,” Sehun said, leaving.

As he walked deeper into the building, he heard shouting.

That voice sounds familiar,” he thought.

He came to a room with two men and saw the girl who had been pursuing him.

“You better let me go! Do you know who my boyfriend is? He’s a gangster! Once he finds out you kidnapped me, you’re dead!” Lia shouted.

“Shut up, bitch,” one of the men growled and raised a hand.

“Don’t you dare put your hands on her!” Sehun yelled, storming into the room.

They looked up. Lia smiled at the sight of him.

“Sehun! You came. See, he’s my boyfriend. You’re all dead now.”

The men charged at Sehun, but he easily defeated them. He untied her.

“When did I become your boyfriend?” he asked, standing up.

“You’re not my boyfriend yet, but you will be,” she said, wrapping her hands around his arm.

He sighed and let her cling to him. They walked back to the others.

“Lia!” June shouted, running to hug her sister.

“I’m okay,” Lia assured her. “June, meet Sehun—the man I’m trying to pursue.”

June looked at Sehun, who just shrugged. She turned back to her sister.

“You know Sehun is your brother-in-law,” June said.

“Sehun is Baek oppa’s brother?” Lia asked, shocked, looking between them.

They nodded.

“That’s even better. It just shows he’s perfect for me,” she said, smiling at Sehun. “See, Sehun? We’re meant to be.”

Sehun, Baekhyun, and June shook their heads at her.

“Okay, let’s get out of here,” Baekhyun said, picking up his daughter and grabbing June’s hand.

They all left, Lia still wrapped around Sehun’s arm.

The Next Day

Lia walked to Sehun’s garage happily, carrying containers of food she made for him and his friends. She stepped inside.

“Sehun, I’m—” she started to say, but stopped when she saw him hugging a girl. The sight broke her heart.

“Oh, I’m sorry for interrupting. Carry on. I’ll come back later,” she said before quickly leaving so they wouldn’t see her tears falling.

On her way out, she bumped into the guys.

“Lia, here to see Sehun?” Tao asked, then noticed her tears. “What’s wrong?”

“I was, but he’s with his girlfriend,” she replied.

The boys looked at each other, confused. Sehun didn’t have a girlfriend.

Before they could ask, she handed them the containers of food and left.

She didn’t get far—Sehun had rushed after her and grabbed her arm. The boys left to give them privacy.

“What you saw isn’t what you think. She tripped and I was just stopping her from falling. She’s not my girlfriend and never will be. Besides,” he paused, “I already have a girlfriend.”

Lia looked up at him, beaming.

“You’re finally agreeing to be my boyfriend?” she asked happily.

Sehun nodded.

Lia hugged him, and he returned the hug. They walked back to the garage and saw the girl was still there.

“Why are you still here?” Sehun growled.

“Sehun, I’m sorry about what happened,” the girl said, walking toward him.

But Lia stepped in front of him.

“Look lady, you had your chance, and you let it go. Thanks for that, by the way. Now he’s all mine. So I suggest you leave before I make you,” she warned.

Before it got physical, Tao, Jongin, and Jungkook came and dragged the girl out.

“Bye, Felicia!” Lia shouted. Then she grabbed Sehun’s arm. “Come tell me all about those cool machine things.”

Chapter 73: Han Seojun from True Beauty

Summary:

I’ve been wanting to write a story on this character for so long. And I did it. Enjoy!!!
Jukyung and Suho are meant here and there.

Chapter Text

Everyone at Saebom High knew Jukyung—flawless skin, perfect hair, always in her crisp uniform skirt with a sweet smile. She was the school’s goddess, and my best friend. Me? I was the girl mistaken for a guy more often than not. I wore the boys’ uniform pants, sneakers, no makeup, and kept my hoodie up unless the teachers forced me to take it off. Eventually, they gave up trying.

I was tough. No nonsense. The type who could shove a guy twice my size in the hallway and walk away without flinching. I didn’t need anyone’s approval—except maybe one person’s.

Han Seojun.

He was loud, rough around the edges, with that devil-may-care attitude that made every girl swoon. But of course, he had eyes only for Jukyung. It stung every time he joked around with me like I was one of the guys—a buddy, not a girl.

“Yo,” he’d say, slinging an arm around my shoulder, “you see Jukyung today? She looks cute, right?”

Every. Time.

I’d laugh it off, trying to mask how badly my heart dropped. He never looked at me that way. Never noticed that I waited around after class just to walk home with them. Never realized that the reason I stood by his side during fights or scoldings wasn’t just because I was fearless.

Then there was Suho. Cool, quiet, the only one who could match Seojun’s energy. He and Jukyung had this… thing. Something unspoken but totally obvious. Seojun hated it. They were always at each other’s throats—bickering, throwing subtle digs, or sometimes full-on fighting like in that rooftop scene where Seojun grabbed Suho’s collar and snarled, “You really think she’d choose you?”

But she would. Everyone knew that. Even me.

One day, after a particularly brutal gym class, I found myself sitting in front of the mirror in the girls’ bathroom. Jukyung came in and stood beside me, fluffing her already perfect hair.

“Want me to help you?” she asked, meeting my eyes through the mirror.

I blinked. “Help me with what?”

“With that.” She waved at my reflection. “Trust me.”

I wanted to say no. That I didn’t care. But I was tired. Tired of being invisible.

So I let her.

She taught me how to apply makeup—just enough to soften my edges. How to style my hair. She even lent me a pleated skirt. When I came to school the next day, the hallway went silent. I felt like a stranger in my own skin, but also… kinda powerful.

Seojun stared.

I avoided his eyes at first, pretending to dig through my locker, but then he said, “You lost a bet or something?”

“Nope,” I replied, walking past him.

He jogged after me, slowing to match my pace. “You look… different.”

“You mean, like a girl?”

He scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah. I mean… yeah.”

It wasn’t much. Not a confession, not a turning point. But it was something. For once, he saw me.

In the days that followed, more people stared. Some complimented me. A few guys even tried to flirt. Seojun grew tense when that happened, stepping a little closer, being a little more protective.

But he still looked at Jukyung like she was the sun.

I realized then: changing the outside didn’t change the inside. I could wear the skirt, do the eyeliner, but I was still me. And maybe that wasn’t enough for him.

Or maybe… he just hadn’t figured it out yet.

***

It started small.

After the transformation, Seojun didn’t say much. But he noticed everything. When I tied my hair up, he’d comment on the color. When I wore a new lip tint, he’d pretend not to stare, then say something dumb like, “Your face looks… shiny. Is that a new lotion or something?”

I’d roll my eyes. “It’s called highlighter, genius.”

It wasn’t just him. The boys I used to play basketball with suddenly got weird around me. They stopped calling me “dude” or “bro.” Now it was “hey… uh, you look… good.” And while I appreciated it, the only reaction I cared about was Seojun’s.

But he was still Seojun—hot and cold, playful one second, distant the next.

One day after school, I caught him alone behind the music room, his earbuds in, tapping his foot to a beat only he could hear. I leaned against the doorframe.

“You practicing without your backup dancer?” I teased.

He looked up, one brow raised. “You volunteering?”

I walked in, closing the door behind me. “Depends. You paying?”

His smirk faltered for a second. “You’re seriously different lately.”

I shrugged. “Maybe I got tired of being invisible.”

“You were never invisible,” he said quietly.

That stopped me. “Then why didn’t you ever look at me?”

He didn’t answer right away. He fiddled with his chain, avoided my eyes.

“I thought… you were too good for all this. Caring about what people thought, wearing makeup, dressing up.” He met my gaze. “But now I see you’ve always been kind of amazing. I just… didn’t know how to handle that.”

I froze. My heart slammed in my chest.

Then, like always, the moment shattered—because Jukyung walked in.

“Oops—sorry! Didn’t know you two were in here.”

Seojun immediately lit up. “Hey, Jukyung.”

Just like that, I faded again.

Later That Week

It was the school’s spring festival, and everyone was buzzing with excitement. I helped set up booths, climbed ladders, carried boxes—still the tomboy underneath the skirt and blush. I wasn’t sure what I expected that night, but it wasn’t this:

After the final song performance, Seojun found me under the fairy lights strung between the cherry blossom trees. His voice was quiet, almost shy.

“You got a minute?”

I nodded.

He rubbed the back of his neck. “So… remember when I said you were different?”

“Yeah.”

He looked at me then—really looked.

“I think I was scared of you changing. Scared you’d stop being the girl who called me out when I was being a jerk or walked home with me even when I was quiet for an hour straight.”

“I’m still that girl,” I whispered.

“I know.” He stepped closer. “And I think I like you. Like… really like you.”

I didn’t answer right away. I was too busy trying not to freak out. But the look in his eyes—it wasn’t the look he gave Jukyung. This one was softer. Real.

I smiled. “Took you long enough.”

He grinned back. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever.”

And when his hand found mine, it felt like all the waiting had finally been worth it.

***

Jukyung Finds Out

“Wait. What?!”

Jukyung nearly dropped her boba as she stared at me from across the café table. I tried to hide behind my cup, but it was too late. The grin on her face was unstoppable.

“You and Seojun? When did that happen? Since when?!”

I shrugged, trying to stay cool. “I mean… he kind of confessed during the spring festival.”

She slammed the table. “And you didn’t tell me?!”

“I needed, like, 24 hours to process that it actually happened.”

She leaned in, eyes sparkling. “Okay, but tell me everything. Did he do the whole ‘bad-boy-turned-soft’ thing? Did he stare into your soul like he does when he’s mad at Suho?”

I laughed. “Kinda. He said he liked me. That he noticed I changed, but I’m still the same girl he… y’know, liked.”

Jukyung’s smile softened. “I’m really happy for you. I always knew you were more than just one of the boys. You just needed someone to finally see it.”

I blinked, heart a little tight. “Thanks, Jukyung. For helping me. For being the first person who saw me as a girl.”

She nudged me playfully. “Anytime. Now don’t make me your third wheel, okay? I’ll get lonely.”

I grinned. “Deal. But maybe I’ll double date with you and Suho.”

She turned bright red. “W-What?! No—we’re just… friends…!”

I raised an eyebrow. “Mhm. Sure.”

Suho Finds Out

The next morning, Suho leaned against Seojun’s locker, arms crossed, a smirk already playing at his lips. Classic Suho.

“So,” he said slowly, “I heard a little rumor.”

Seojun groaned. “Who told you?”

“Who didn’t tell me?” Suho chuckled. “Jukyung was practically vibrating with excitement. You finally grew a brain and confessed?”

Seojun slammed his locker shut. “Took me a while. So what?”

Suho shrugged. “Nothing. Just proud of you, lover boy.”

Seojun shot him a glare. “Say that again and I’ll punch you.”

“Relax. I’m happy for you, man. She’s always had your back.”

Seojun’s expression softened, his voice lower now. “Yeah… I know.”

They stood in silence for a beat.

Then Suho smirked again. “So when’s the couple outfit day? Or do I have to wait for matching phone cases?”

Seojun lunged toward him. “Yah! SUHO!”

As Suho laughed and ran down the hallway, I turned the corner—just in time to see Seojun chasing after him like a madman.

And somehow, it felt perfect. This crazy little mess of feelings, friendship, and finally being seen.

***

First Date

It wasn’t supposed to be a date. At least, that’s what Seojun said.

“Let’s just hang out. Like we always do,” he mumbled over the phone.

But when he showed up wearing a leather jacket that wasn’t his usual daily one (yes, I noticed), and his hair perfectly styled, I knew this was no normal hangout.

We met at a tiny street-side tteokbokki place, the kind with two stools and a plastic table. Romantic, huh?

He handed me a can of peach soda without a word.

“Wow,” I said, grinning. “Didn’t know you were this smooth.”

“Shut up. I remembered you like peach.”

I smiled as I opened the can. “Thanks.”

We ate in mostly comfortable silence, minus the part where he accidentally spilled spicy sauce on his white shirt.

“Ugh—seriously?!” he groaned, dabbing at the spot with napkins.

I laughed way too hard. “This is why you don’t wear your fancy clothes to eat tteokbokki.”

He grumbled. “This is why we usually eat ramen in my garage.”

“Because that screams romance.”

His eyes met mine across the table. “I’m trying, okay?”

That shut me up real fast. There was something different in his tone—not flirty, not sarcastic. Just… honest.

I looked down, cheeks warm. “You’re doing fine. I like this.”

He blinked. “Really?”

“Really.”

A moment passed.

Then he reached across the table and awkwardly brushed something off my cheek. “You had sauce on your face,” he mumbled.

I stared at him, heart going full drama OST mode. “You just wanted to touch my face.”

“Shut up—”

Before he could finish, I leaned over and kissed his cheek. A quick one. Soft and fast.

He froze. “What was that?!”

“A thank you,” I said, smirking. “For the soda. And the effort.”

He blinked at me like I’d short-circuited his brain.

Then his ears turned pink.

“Okay, next time,” he muttered, “we’re doing ice cream. No messy food.”

“Next time?”

He glanced at me. “Yeah. You think this is a one-time thing?”

I smiled and took another bite. “Not if I can help it.”

***

Jealous Seojun

It was supposed to be a normal afternoon. I was helping one of the guys from our class—Minjae—with decorating the gym for the upcoming school event. He was nice, a little shy, but really sweet. And he definitely laughed too hard at my jokes.

So when Seojun walked in and saw Minjae holding the step ladder steady while I was taping stars to the ceiling, his face went dark.

“Yo,” he called. Flat. Cold.

I hopped down. “Hey! You’re early.”

He didn’t answer me. Just gave Minjae a sharp look. “Didn’t know we needed two people to hang up cardboard.”

Minjae stepped back awkwardly. “I was just—”

“I got it from here.”

The tension was thick. Minjae mumbled a goodbye and practically ran out of the gym. I turned to Seojun, arms crossed.

“Seriously?”

“What?”

“You didn’t have to scare him off like that.”

He scoffed. “He was practically drooling over you.”

“So? I was working. And we’re just friends.”

He looked away. “Didn’t look like just friends.”

I stared at him. “You don’t get to act jealous and then pull this cold, ‘whatever’ routine. If something’s bothering you, say it.”

“I don’t like seeing other guys around you, okay?” he snapped. “Especially not ones who flirt like they’re auditioning for a drama.”

I blinked. That… actually hurt.

“Do you not trust me?”

“I trust you,” he said, quieter now. “I just… I’ve never done this. I don’t know how to be someone’s boyfriend without screwing it up.”

The anger melted out of me. “Then tell me that. Don’t push people away or act like you own me.”

He looked up, guilt heavy in his eyes. “I know. I’m sorry.”

I stepped closer. “You don’t have to be perfect. I just want you to be honest.”

He reached for my hand. “I can do that. But next time, don’t laugh so much with other guys, okay?”

I raised an eyebrow. “Then don’t get all broody when I talk to someone else.”

“Deal,” he said, pulling me into a hug. “But I’m still your favorite, right?”

I smiled into his hoodie. “Always.”

***

Meet her Parents

It wasn’t planned. At all.

We were just hanging out—me, Seojun, and a bag of street food—when the sky went dark, thunder cracked, and rain poured like it had a personal vendetta against my blow-dried hair.

“My house is closer,” I said, dragging him by the wrist. “We’ll dry off there.”

“I—uh—what?” he stammered, definitely caught off guard. “Wait. Your house house?”

“You scared?”

He scoffed. “Pfft. No.”

He should’ve been.

The moment we stepped into the living room, wet shoes squeaking, my mom popped out from the kitchen like she’d been summoned by teenage hormones.

“WHO is this?”

Seojun froze. I think his soul left his body.

I sighed. “Mom, this is Seojun. He’s… a friend.”

Seojun stepped forward, suddenly the most polite boy in Korea. “Hello, ma’am. It’s really nice to meet you. Sorry for intruding, it was raining and—”

She raised an eyebrow. “Friend, huh?”

“Mom—”

“Because I’ve seen this one on your phone background. He’s not just a friend, is he?”

I nearly choked. Seojun looked like he wanted to be struck by lightning right then and there.

“Would you like to stay for dinner?” my mom asked sweetly. Too sweetly.

Seojun looked to me, panicked.

“You can say no,” I said, trying not to laugh.

He swallowed. “No, I’d—uh—love to.”

An hour later…

Seojun sat stiff as a board at our dining table, holding chopsticks like they might bite him.

“So,” my dad said, eyes narrowed. “Do you fight a lot?”

I kicked Seojun’s foot under the table.

He blinked. “Uhhh—only when people deserve it, sir?”

My dad smirked. “Good answer.”

My mom slid more kimchi into his bowl. “You’re too pretty for your own good.”

He turned bright red. “T-Thank you?”

I leaned over and whispered, “Told you it’d be fun.”

He shot me a betrayed look. “You set me up.”

“You’ll survive.”

Later, as we were drying off at the door, he whispered, “Your mom is terrifying.”

“She likes you.”

“…Really?”

“She gave you her good kimchi. That’s basically a marriage proposal.”

He groaned. “I was not ready for this.”

I smiled and kissed his cheek. “You did good.”

He grinned. “Think they’d let me come back?”

I grabbed his hand and pulled him out into the now-soft rain.

“I think you already belong here.”

***

Meet his Parents

“I’m warning you now,” Seojun said as we stood outside his apartment door. “My sister’s nosy, my mom will probably roast me in front of you, and the dog might like you more than me.”

I laughed nervously. “Great. Just what I needed to hear before meeting your entire family.”

He looked at me seriously then, fingers lacing through mine. “You’ve got nothing to worry about.”

I tried to believe that. But my stomach wouldn’t quit flipping. I wasn’t just any girl. I was his girl—the Black-Korean one with the tomboy energy and a history of side-eyes in school hallways. I’d seen the looks. Heard the whispers.

What if his family thought I was too much? Or not enough?

Before I could spiral any harder, the door opened—and a tiny white Pomeranian launched itself at my shins.

“BamBam!” Seojun groaned, bending down to scoop the dog up. “Not every guest wants your spit in their face.”

I crouched down with a laugh and scratched behind BamBam’s ears. “No, no. We’re already best friends.”

A voice from inside called, “Is that her?”

Then I was pulled into the warmth of the apartment, where smells of home-cooked food hit me like a hug, and a woman—stylish, fierce, with Seojun’s same sharp eyes—stepped out of the kitchen.

His mom.

She looked me up and down. Not rudely—just… assessing.

Then she smiled.

“Well,” she said, arms crossed, “you’re even prettier than he said.”

I blinked. “He talks about me?”

Seojun groaned. “Omma!”

“Oh please,” she waved him off. “He doesn’t shut up about you. Said you beat three guys in a footrace and once shoved him into a locker.”

“Technically,” I said, raising a hand, “he shoved himself.”

His little sister peeked around the corner then, eyes wide. “You’re really cool,” she blurted. “Like, cool-cool. Can you teach me how to do eyeliner like yours?”

I laughed. “Only if you teach me how to get my edges to lay like yours. Yours look better than mine.”

She beamed like I’d handed her the moon.

And just like that… the tightness in my chest loosened.

No side-eyes. No hesitation. No awkward stares.

Just warmth. Curiosity. A little teasing.

After dinner, as we sat in the living room, Seojun leaned over, lips close to my ear.

“Told you,” he whispered, “they’d love you.”

I looked at him—his stupid perfect smile, his bruised knuckles still healing, his heart always somehow on his sleeve despite everything.

“Yeah,” I whispered back, “but not as much as I love you.”

He blinked. “Wait—what?”

I grinned. “You heard me.”

 

 

 

Chapter 74: Heeseung

Summary:

Hi, y’all. It’s my birthday today, so I’m going to posted another two stories for y’all. This one is another Heeseung one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Heeseung was the heir to the throne of the vampire kingdom, Vampyr. Today was his coronation. His father placed the crown from his head on Heeseung’s head. 

“I pronounce you King Heeseung of Vampyr,” his father said once he placed the crown on his head. All of a sudden, a group of vampires began killing other vampires. 

“What is the meaning of this?” The father shouted. 

“Well, Dongwook, what does it look like? I’m taking over the throne,” Someone said, making their presence known as they stepped into the room. 

“Hyunwoo, I shouldn’t have known you would do something like this,” his father replied, “Why are you doing this?”

“Because Dong-wook, your family isn't strong enough to rule. You want to coexist with humans, where they should be our blood bags and slaves,” Hyunwoo explained his reason for rebellion, before he and his followers began attacking. 

Heeseung killed a vampire and turned to see how his parents were doing only to see them being stabbed with silver stakes.

“Mom! Dad!” He shouted running to them, but stopped when he felt something pierce his heart. He looked down to see a silver stake in his chest. 

“Shit!” He thought, as all his movement was stopped by the stake. A silver stake wouldn’t kill him because he is a pureblood vampire, but it prevented him from moving. The only time a silver stake kills a pureblood is when they have their soulmate. A silver stake needs to be used with the pureblood vampire and their soulmate at the same time, which is what happened to his parents. For him, since he didn’t find his soulmate yet, the silver stake only would put him to sleep. The only way for him to wake up was for his soulmate to pull the stake out. Soulmates are the only ones that can take a silver stake out. 

“We love you, Heeseung,” he heard. He turned towards his parents who were looking at him with a smile as they slowly turned into ashes. He felt tears running down his cheeks as he watched his parents disappear completely. He started to get sleepy.

“Nighty night,” Hyunewoo said, smirking, coming into his line of vision.

“This isn’t over,” Heeseung said, before dropping dead.

“It is,” Hyunwoo replied, taking the crown off his head, before turning to his minions, “You know where to take him.” The minions took Heeseung away.

“Your King, Queen, and Prince are gone. I will be your new King. If you are against that, you will join them,” He stated to the followers of the late King and Queen. All of them bowed at him.

“Wonderful,” Hyunwoo said and walked to the throne and sat down on it. He placed the crown on his head. 

***

The minions took Heeseung to the woods into an underground cave. There was a coffin inside the cave. They opened the coffin and placed Heeseung inside. Two of them were going to close the coffin, before they were attacked and killed by the others, who happened to not be Hyunwoo’s followers. The two of them came to the coffin once the two followers were killed.

“I’m sorry, Heeseung. I wish we were strong enough to protect you,” one of them said, looking at the sleeping Heeseung sadly. 

“Don’t worry, Yeonjun. I have a gut feeling that he will be awake to take down Hyunwoo. When that day comes, we will be right there helping him,” the other one standing by his side, placing his hand on his shoulder. Then, they closed the coffin. Yeonjun took a knife and wrote on the coffin,

Lee Heeseung, the one and only true Vampire King.”

Then, underneath the name he wrote,

Put to rest by the current king, Hyunwoo, who didn’t agree with his idea and goal of coexisting with humans. By stabbing heeseung in the chest with a silver stake, which put him to a deep sleep. He can be awakened by removing the stake, which can only be done by his soulmate.”

After that, they left the cave and went back to the kingdom. When Hyunwoo asked about the two that were with, they told him that they were attacked by vampire hunters and those two didn’t make it, which Hyunwoo believed. 

10 years later

The world was in chaos and unrecognizable under Hyunwoo’s rule. Under his rule, vampires were on top, and humans were on the bottom. Humans were made and sold as blood bags and slaves. Some humans survived due to disguising themselves as vampires by drinking a potion made by a witch, which wears off every 24 hours. The potions were becoming low since some of the ingredients for the potion is hard to find with vampires roaming around. This caused those survivors to be captured. Now, only three survivors were left. Three siblings were the survivors. 

They only survived because the oldest sibling was a witch. She knew how to make the potion. Their mother showed her how since she was a witch herself. In their family, not everyone is a witch. In every generation, only one person gets the witch DNA. 

The potion she made was finished. They were currently on the run, while collecting ingredients needed to make more of the potion. There was one ingredient that they wouldn’t be able to find, which is the blood of a pureblood vampire because there were none in the world of vampires. They all were dead. Right now, the siblings were in the woods collecting some herbs in daylight since vampires couldn’t come out in daylight due to the sun burning them and making them weak, but didn't kill them. Only pureblood vampires have the ability to walk in daylight without being harmed by the sun. 

“Stay close and don’t go wandering from this clearing,” the oldest instructed her younger half- siblings.

 They have the same mom, but different dads. The two youngest nodded as they began collecting herbs. The youngest step a little away from his siblings. As he stepped, he accidentally stepped on a hole, which was covered by grass and leaves. He fell into the hole.

“Ah!” He screamed, which caught the attention of his siblings, who looked to see him gone.

“Niki,” they shouted, running to where he disappeared. They looked to see a hole. They didn’t have a second thought before following after him. They slid down the tunnel and landed into what looked like a cave. They immediately went to check on their brother.

“Niki, are you okay?” The oldest asks him, helping him up along with the second oldest. 

“Yea. Oneesan,” he replied, looking around, “What is this place?” 

“It looks to be an underground tomb, judging by the coffin over there,” the second oldest said, pointing to the coffin. 

Niki and the oldest looked where she was pointing to. There was a coffin in the middle of the cave. They slowly walked up to the coffin. The oldest has this attraction to the coffin as she goes to touch it.

“Lee Heeseung, the one and only true Vampire King,” She read, tracing the name with her fingers.

“It says here that he was put to rest by the current king, Hyunwoo, who didn’t agree with his idea and goal of coexisting with humans. By stabbing heeseung in the chest with a silver stake, which put him to a deep sleep. He can be awakened by removing the stake, which can only be done by his soulmate,” Niki read the description below the name. 

They all pushed the coffin open to see a handsome red headed guy sleeping with a silver stake in his chest. Once the oldest saw him, she started to feel this strong attraction and connection towards him, which she doesn’t know why. 

“Wow, so handsome,” the second oldest state. The oldest slightly nodded in agreement, still looking at his face. The second oldest goes to touch the stake, but is shocked.

“Ow,” she said, shaking her hands to reduce the pain. 

“What happened, Konon?” The oldest asked in concern.

“It shocked me.” 

“Let me try,” Niki said as he went to touch the stake only to get shocked like Konon, “Ow.”

“You give it a try, Mai,” Konon said to her oldest sister. Mai nodded and went to touch the stake. She could grab the stake without being shocked. She looked at Niki and Konon in shock. 

“Could you be the so-called soulmate?” Konon asked, “Try pulling it out.”

Mai slowly pulled the stake out of his chest. Once she did, his eyes opened, which was red. He was completely vamped out. He turned to them, making them take steps back from the coffin. He stepped out of the coffin, still looking at them. His eyes went to the silver stake that was in Mai’s hands.

Soulmate,” he thought as he looked at her eyes, which had a hint of sparkle, showing that she really was his soulmate.

 He started walking towards her. When Mai saw him walking towards them, she pushed her younger sister and brother behind her. He stopped in front of her and raised his hand and touched her cheek, which she leaned into subconsciously.  

“You’re my mate,” He weakly said since he hadn't had a drop of blood since 10 years ago, so he was weak.

 Mai saw that and slowly raised her wrist to him, signaling for him to drink her blood since she was not going to let him drink her brother and sister’s blood. He took her wrist, smelt it, before taking a bit and drinking her blood. Her blood smelt and tasted divine to him. She whined a little from the bite. He was taking too much that she was starting to get dizzy and weak, which her sibling noticed.

“Heeseung, that’s enough,” Konon said.

“You are going to kill my oneesan,” Niki said, then Heeseung immediately took his fangs out and licked the wound to heal it. He still held her arm to steady her.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized.

“It’s fine,” Mai replied, taking her arm back, which he let her.

“What happened while I was asleep?” He asked. He was sure the world was in chaos due to Hyunwoo’s rule. 

“Well, Hyunwoo raged war against humans. Humans obviously lost. They were made and sold as blood bags and slaves. Some humans survive due to drinking a potion made by a witch that disguises them as vampires for 24 hours, but not for long since the potion ran out. Since the most important ingredient needed to make more is hard to find. The remaining humans were taken, only my siblings and I are the only surviving humans,” Konon explained. Heeseung nodded and took all of that in.

“I need to stop him and take back what was rightfully mine,” Heeseung said. 

“We will help,” Niki said excitedly, stepping forward.

“No, it’s too dangerous,” Mai denied, shaking her head, pulling him back.

“But oneesan, your powers will be helpful,” Konon persuaded. 

“We are running out of the potion, and we can’t find the blood of a pureblood. I need to get you guys to a safe place away from the vampires,” Mai explained. 

“Do you need the blood of a pureblood?” Heeseung asked.

“Yeah, but there are no living pureblood vampires,” Konon answered.

“There’s one,” he replied.

“Who?” Mai asked.

“Me, I’m a pureblood vampire. You can take some of my blood to complete your potion,” he answered before he cut his wrist to draw blood. Mai took a jar from her backpack. She opened it and Heeseung placed his wrist over the jar and squeezed his wrist for the blood to drop into the jar. Then, he cut his wrist again since the wound closed up. Once the jar was filled half way, he moved his wrist away, letting it heal. Then, Mai sat down on the floor and started to make the potion. She placed crushed white oak tree leaves into the jar, then placed some garlic. Lastly, she sliced her finger and put four drops of her blood in the jar, before wrapping her fingers with a piece of cloth. Then, she placed both of her hands over the jar and closed her eyes. Her hands started glowing along with the jar. After a few seconds, she pulled her hands away. The content in the jar became a reddish brown color. 

“Niki and Konon, come take a drink,” She ordered her siblings as she stood back up with the jar. 

“I hate the taste of the potion,” Niki complained as Mai brought the jar to his mouth. He took a big sip and swallowed fast. They only needed to take a sip and the effect will get in. 

“Disgusting,” he said as Konon took a sip as well. 

“Disgusting, yes, but it can save our lives,” Konon replied as Mai took a sip as well before closing up the jar and putting it away. 

“Now, we can help you save the world,” Niki said excitedly.

“You are not helping, only I will. I need to take you guys to a safe place to stay until everything is over,” Mai denied. 

“No fair, you always have fun,” Konon complained. Niki agreed with a pout. 

“I’m sorry, but I can’t put your lives in dangerous for having fun,” She replied before turning to Heeseung, who was thinking,

“She would make a perfect queen.” 

“Before I help you, I need to take my sister and brother to a safe place,” She said to him.

“I know a place,” He replied, then, they heard footsteps. 

Mai pulled her siblings behind her in protection as Heeseung stood in front of all of that. They looked to see five vampires coming into the tomb. Heeseung knew those vampires, so he put his guard down, but not Mai. The five stopped in shock when they saw Heeseung awake and standing. 

“Heeseung!”

“You are awake!” They shouted as they came to him, crowding him.

“Yeonjun, Jay, Sunghoon, Soobin, and Jake,” Heeseung replied, “I’m ready to take back what was rightfully mine, but first we need to take them to that place.” 

After he said that, he gestured to Konon and Niki, who smiled and waved at them. Yeonjun, Jay, Sunghoon, Soobin, and Jake nodded, “Okay, followed us.”

They turned, leading the way out. Heeseung turned back to Mai, who had an unsure expression.

“It will be okay, you can trust them and me,” he assured.

“Come on, Mai. We can’t keep running. I’m tired of running,” Konon said.

“Me too,” Niki agreed. 

Mai looked at her siblings, then, signed with a nod. They followed the group out of the tomb, stepping into a world with air heavier than before, the trees more lifeless, as though the entire forest mourned the loss of balance in the world. But Heeseung was determined.

“Let’s go. We’ll head to the sanctuary first,” Yeonjun said, leading the way.

The sanctuary was a hidden fortress created by the rebels—vampires who opposed Hyunwoo’s cruelty. It was shielded by powerful magic and known only to the loyalists. Deep in the mountains, Mai and her siblings were welcomed with open arms, especially once the rebels learned she was Heeseung’s soulmate and a witch.

Heeseung stood before the gathered forces of Enhypen and TXT—his most trusted allies and noble-born vampires who had survived in hiding.

“Hyunwoo betrayed our kingdom. He turned Vampyr into a blood-soaked empire of oppression. But the true king has returned,” Soobin declared. Cheers erupted.

Heeseung stepped forward, voice steady, “We fight for more than revenge. We fight for peace. For coexistence. For the humans who still hide, for the vampires who still remember compassion, and for the soul of Vampyr.”

***

The group who were going to join the fight went with Heeseung to Vampyr. Mai left Konon and Niki at the sanctuary, not before putting a protection spell on them, one where they can’t be harmed by any vampires. She still didn’t trust the vampires at the sanctuary. 

The army of loyalists surged under the cover of night. Heeseung led the charge, with Sunghoon and Jay attacking from the west, while Yeonjun and Soobin flanked from the east. Mai, protected by Jake, remained back, performing a large enchantment to weaken the vampires with Hyunwoo.

Inside the palace, Hyunwoo awaited—ruthless, but aging from the burden of stolen power. When Heeseung burst through the throne room doors, the room trembled.

“I should’ve killed you when I had the chance,” Hyunwoo hissed, eyes blazing.

“You couldn’t,” Heeseung said coldly, stepping forward. “Because I was never truly alone.”

The battle was fierce—blood, fangs, and fire—but Heeseung finally overpowered Hyunwoo by pulling his heart out. As Hyunwoo fell, vampires with him and the enslaved humans dissolved like mist in the morning sun. 

The coronation was held days later under the light of a rare crimson moon. The palace, now free of darkness, gleamed with renewed life. Vampires and humans gathered to witness a turning point in history.

“Heeseung, the one true king, has returned,” Yeonjun declared, placing the crown upon Heeseung’s head. Heeseung stood tall, proud—but not alone.

He turned to Mai and extended his hand. “I cannot rule this kingdom alone. Not without you. You were the one who brought me back. Will you rule with me, as queen?”

Mai looked at her siblings—Niki and Konon watching with wide eyes—and hesitated.

“My siblings…”

“They’ll stay here. In the palace. Protected. No one will ever harm them again,” Heeseung said gently, placing his hand over hers.

She looked around at the freed humans, the smiling rebels, and then at Heeseung—her mate.

“Then yes,” she said softly. “I’ll rule by your side.”

Then, Heeseung placed the crown that once was his mother on her head. Everyone cheers in celebration for the new King and Queen of Vampyr. 

“All Hail, King Heeseung and Queen Mai!” Everyone shouted in happiness. Heeseung and Mai sat on their throne, watching vampires and humans mingle. 

***

Years passed, and under the reign of King Heeseung and Queen Mai, Vampyr flourished. The kingdom became a beacon of unity—where vampires and humans coexisted, rebuilding the world Hyunwoo had tried to destroy. Peace held, not through fear, but through trust and strength.

In the heart of the palace garden, beneath silver-leafed trees and glowing moonflowers, a small giggle broke the quiet night.

A little girl with midnight-black hair and luminous eyes darted between the rose bushes, her tiny fangs peeking as she laughed. Her skin shimmered faintly under the moonlight—evidence of the magic that flowed through her veins.

“Sola,” Mai called gently from a stone bench, her eyes soft as she watched her daughter run through the garden, “It’s late, love.”

“But the stars are out!” Sola beamed, twirling in a circle. “Papa says that means the night is happy.”

Heeseung appeared behind Mai, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder. “She’s just like you,” he murmured. “Curious, wild… full of light.”

Mai leaned into him, smiling, “That’s a lie. She has your heart though.”

They watched their daughter dance through the moonlight, her laughter ringing like bells across the garden. Born of a vampire king and a witch queen, Sola was destined to carry both power and grace. But more than anything, she was a symbol of what they had fought for—hope, rebirth, and love that transcended darkness.

And when Sola ran back into their arms, nestling between them with a yawn, Heeseung kissed the top of her head and whispered, “No matter how many shadows come, we’ll always find our light… in her.”

Together, they stood beneath the stars—a family born of war, bound by destiny, and guided by love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 75: Hongjoong

Summary:

Here the second story, Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Hongjoong and Essence had no idea how it happened. One moment, they were flipping through an old, dusty book in the attic, and the next, they were standing in the middle of a grand, medieval-style courtyard. Towering walls of ivory stone surrounded them, lush vines creeping over the edges, and the air smelled of roses and danger.

Essence rubbed her temples. “Tell me this isn’t real.”

Hongjoong, ever the curious one, looked around in fascination. “I think we’re inside the book.”

Essence groaned. The title alone—Ugly Men Are Not Wanted—had made her side-eye the novel when they first found it. Now, they were trapped inside its ridiculous plot.

Just as they were gathering their wits, a fanfare blared. A regal figure strolled into view, dressed in golden silks and draped in an air of supreme confidence. Queen Hyuna.

Essence stiffened, gripping Hongjoong’s wrist. She had read enough of the book to know what this meant. The Queen was searching for her next beautiful concubine, and unfortunately, Hongjoong’s sharp jawline and mesmerizing eyes made him the perfect target.

Hyuna’s gaze landed on Hongjoong, and a slow smirk spread across her face. “You,” she purred. “You shall belong to me.”

Hongjoong took a step back, but Essence moved faster. “Like hell he will!” she snapped, positioning herself in front of him.

The Queen arched a delicate brow. “Oh? And how do you plan to stop me?”

Essence’s mind raced. The Queen only wanted the most handsome men. If Hongjoong wasn’t handsome… she wouldn’t want him.

“I’m so sorry, babe,” Essence muttered before reeling back and punching Hongjoong straight in the eye.

Hongjoong yelped, stumbling back. “What the hell, Essence?!”

A bruise blossomed instantly, turning his eye swollen and puffy. The effect was immediate. Queen Hyuna wrinkled her nose in disgust. “How unfortunate,” she said with a sigh. “Such beauty, temporarily ruined. Very well, I shall return when your face is… restored.” With a dismissive wave, she turned and left.

Essence exhaled in relief. Crisis averted—for now.

Hongjoong groaned, holding his eye. “Did you have to hit me that hard?”

Essence grinned sheepishly. “Would you rather be a concubine?”

“…Good point.”

But Essence knew this wasn’t over. Queen Hyuna would be back, and Essence had no intention of letting her take Hongjoong. If they were going to survive in this world, they needed allies.

That’s when she remembered Youjin, the book’s main character—a rebellious strategist bent on overthrowing the Queen’s rule. If anyone could help them, it was her.

Essence grabbed Hongjoong’s hand. “We need to find Youjin. If we can help her take down the Queen, we can change the story and maybe even find a way home.”

With determination in her heart and a still-groaning Hongjoong beside her, Essence set off on a mission—to outsmart the Queen, survive in this bizarre world, and most importantly, keep her boyfriend far away from the clutches of Queen Hyuna.

Even if it meant giving him another black eye.

***

Essence and Hongjoong didn’t have much time before Queen Hyuna returned, so they moved fast. With little more than their wits and a deep understanding of the book’s plot, they set out to find Youjin—the only person in this world with the guts and strategy to take the Queen down.

They traveled through the capital’s winding streets, Hongjoong still grumbling about his black eye. “I look like I lost a bar fight,” he muttered.

Essence rolled her eyes. “Would you rather be in silk robes feeding the Queen grapes?”

“…Point taken.”

After hours of sneaking through alleys and avoiding guards, they finally arrived at a hidden underground tavern known as The Hollow Den, a sanctuary for rebels and outcasts. According to the book, this was where Youjin operated from.

Pushing through the heavy wooden doors, they were met with dim candlelight, the scent of burning wood, and the quiet hum of whispered conversations. At the far end of the room sat a woman with fierce eyes, a sword at her hip, and an air of authority that made even the roughest-looking men in the tavern hesitate.

Youjin.

Essence wasted no time. She strode up to the table, dragging Hongjoong behind her. “We need to talk.”

Youjin raised a brow, unimpressed. “Who are you?”

“We’re from… let’s just say, outside this world. We know everything about Queen Hyuna, including how to defeat her.”

That got her attention. Youjin leaned forward, curiosity flickering in her gaze. “Go on.”

Essence took a deep breath and launched into an explanation—how they had been transported into the book, how the Queen was after Hongjoong, and how they knew Youjin was destined to overthrow her.

When Essence finished, Youjin studied them in silence before smirking. “Alright. You’ve got my interest. But words aren’t enough—I need to see what you’re made of.”

Youjin decided to test them. Essence had to prove her quick thinking in a strategy game, and Hongjoong—despite his reluctance—had to spar with one of Youjin’s warriors. After a few bruises (on both their ends), Youjin finally nodded in approval. “Fine. You can fight with us.”

The rebellion was already in motion, but with Essence’s knowledge of the book’s plot, they had an advantage.

***

Essence and Hongjoong quickly realized that Queen Hyuna’s rule wasn’t just upheld by her beauty—it was enforced by her enchantment powers. Any man who gazed into her eyes for too long would fall under her spell, bound to her will as a devoted servant.

“That’s how she controls her concubines,” Essence murmured to Youjin during a secret meeting in The Hollow Den.

Youjin nodded grimly. “She doesn’t just pick the most handsome men—she makes them love her, whether they want to or not.”

That explained why the men in the palace never resisted her. The Queen’s magic was powerful, but fortunately, Youjin had her own magic—a rare gift that allowed her to break enchantments.

“I’ve been freeing men from her grasp one by one,” Youjin explained. “But the Queen’s magic is strong. It’s going to take more than just me to break them all at once.”

Essence knew what they had to do: turn the Queen’s own forces against her.

***

The night of the rebellion arrived, and the plan was in motion. As Essence and Hongjoong infiltrated the palace, Youjin and her warriors stormed the gates.

Inside the grand throne room, Queen Hyuna stood waiting, draped in shimmering silks, her eyes glowing with dark magic. Around her, dozens of men—her most devoted concubines—stood at attention, ready to defend their Queen.

“You actually thought you could defeat me?” Hyuna laughed, her voice dripping with confidence. “Your little rebellion is nothing against my power.”

Her eyes flashed, and the men charged forward, completely under her spell.

Youjin stepped forward, raising her hands. Her own magic flared, casting a bright blue glow over the battlefield. One by one, the men under Hyuna’s spell began to blink in confusion as her hold over them broke.

“Fight back!” Youjin commanded.

The men turned—now free from Hyuna’s control—and fought against her remaining forces.

But Hyuna wasn’t done. Snarling, she unleashed a wave of magic across the room, trying to reclaim control over the men. In the chaos, Essence stumbled backward—her hand brushing against an ancient relic mounted on the wall.

The moment Essence touched the relic, a shock of energy surged through her veins. She gasped, stumbling forward, her entire body tingling with an unfamiliar sensation.

“What was that?” she muttered.

But there was no time to think about it—Queen Hyuna was furious.

“You dare defy me?” the Queen shrieked, her magic spiraling out of control. Dark tendrils lashed out, aiming straight for Youjin.

Instinctively, Essence threw up her hands—and to her shock, a burst of energy shot from her palms, colliding with Hyuna’s attack.

The force sent both of them flying back.

Hongjoong ran to Essence’s side. “Ess, what the hell was that?!”

Essence looked at her hands, wide-eyed. She had powers now.

“You touched the relic,” Youjin realized. “It must have awakened something in you.”

Essence barely had time to process it before Hyuna staggered to her feet, her magic flaring once more. “I don’t care what power you have,” she seethed. “I will never be overthrown!”

But Essence felt something inside her shift—as if her power had been waiting for this exact moment. She didn’t know how, but she understood what to do.

Summoning every ounce of energy within her, she channeled her new power—a blinding, golden light burst from her hands, shattering Hyuna’s magic completely.

The Queen screamed as her power disintegrated. The spell on the remaining men broke instantly, and her once-loyal concubines turned away from her, free at last.

Hyuna collapsed to the floor, her beauty faded, her magic gone. She looked up at Essence, hatred in her eyes. “This… wasn’t supposed to happen,” she whispered.

Youjin stepped forward, sword drawn. “Your reign is over.”

With that, Queen Hyuna was defeated.

***

With Hyuna gone, Youjin claimed the throne, and the kingdom began to heal. The once-enslaved men regained their freedom, and the Queen’s influence was erased.

As for Essence, she couldn’t shake the feeling of power still lingering in her veins. She had no idea what it meant, but one thing was certain—she wasn’t the same person who had entered this world.

Standing beside Hongjoong, she smiled. “We did it.”

Hongjoong grinned. “Yeah. And you discovered you have superpowers. No big deal.”

Essence laughed. “Guess I’ll have to figure out what that means when we get home.”

Youjin approached them, holding out the book that had brought them here. “Your story has reached its end,” she said. “It’s time for you to go home.”

As they touched the book’s pages, the world faded to white—

And they were back in their attic.

Essence and Hongjoong sat in stunned silence, staring at the book in front of them.

“That… actually happened,” Hongjoong said.

Essence looked at her hands, half-expecting sparks of magic to flicker from her fingertips. “And I think… I still have powers.”

Before she could say anything else, a single sheet of paper fluttered out of the book, landing softly in her lap.

Frowning, she picked it up. Unlike the rest of the book’s aged pages, this one looked new—as if it had been placed there just for her. The words were written in elegant, almost glowing script.

Warning: The relic’s power has chosen you. But with great power comes… consequences.

Side Effect: Extreme stimulation triggers a loss of control over your abilities. Should this happen, all magic will surge uncontrollably.

Preventative Measure: Only intimate contact with your bonded partner can stabilize your energy for the day.

Essence felt her entire face heat up. What.

Hongjoong leaned over to peek at the paper. “What’s it say?”

She snatched it away before he could read it. “Nothing! Just… a random warning. Probably not important.”

Hongjoong raised an eyebrow. “Ess, we just survived an enchanted book world where a Queen tried to make me her concubine. Everything is important.”

Essence sighed, debating whether or not to tell him. But then she thought about what had happened back in Hyuna’s throne room—the rush of energy, the power she had barely controlled.

What if it happened again?

Before she could overthink it, Hongjoong reached for her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Hey. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out. Together.”

Essence hesitated for only a second before shoving the paper into his hands. “Read it for yourself.”

Hongjoong skimmed the words. His face went from serious, to confused, to completely red.

“…So you’re telling me that if your powers start acting up, the only way to stop it is if we…?” He trailed off, his ears burning.

Essence crossed her arms. “Looks like it.”

Hongjoong cleared his throat. “Well… uh. I mean. I am your boyfriend. So it’s not like—”

Essence slapped a hand over his mouth. “Do not finish that sentence.”

He laughed, muffled against her palm.

She groaned, feeling a headache coming on. This was not what she expected when she woke up this morning. Now, not only did she have new powers, but apparently, she had to rely on her boyfriend’s affection to keep them from going out of control.

“…This is going to be a problem, isn’t it?”

Hongjoong smirked. “Depends. How stabilized do you feel right now?”

Essence shoved him off the bed.

Whatever came next, she knew one thing for sure—this was just the beginning of something even bigger.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 76: Hongjoong 2

Summary:

The Hongjoong one was getting longer so I broken into two parts. Here the second part. Enjoy!!!!

Chapter Text

The soft hum of music filled Hongjoong’s studio as he adjusted the mic, glancing at the chat scrolling up his laptop screen. He had planned to work on a few demos tonight, but fans had been asking for a quick live, so he figured—why not?

He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. “I’m just working on a new track,” he told the viewers. “It’s not finished yet, but…” He trailed off, clicking a few buttons on his laptop. “Here, I’ll let you hear a little bit.”

As the beat played through his speakers, his phone buzzed on the desk. He glanced at the screen, expecting a casual message—maybe from a manager or one of the guys.

But when he saw the name pop up, followed by the text—

Hey… are you busy? It’s… uh, I-need-you-o’clock right now.

—his entire body tensed.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard. Oh no.

Ever since they had gotten back from that ridiculous book-world, Essence had been mostly fine. Sure, she still hadn’t figured out the full extent of her powers, but as long as things stayed calm, there hadn’t been any… incidents.

But “I-need-you-o’clock” meant her powers were starting to act up. And if she was texting him in the middle of his live…

His chat exploded.

ATEEZ4EVER: Why does he look like he just saw a ghost??

TinyCaptainJ: DID HE GET A TEXT FROM SOMEONE??

KJbeatz: Someone check on him LMAO he is MALFUNCTIONING

Hongjoong cleared his throat, trying very hard not to look suspicious. “Uh… hold on,” he muttered, reaching for his phone to type a response.

Hongjoong: Babe. I’m live right now.

He barely had time to press send before—

A loud CRACK split through the air.

In a literal blink, Essence appeared right in the middle of his studio—directly onto his lap.

Before Hongjoong could even react, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Right in front of thousands of viewers.

His live was still on.

His chat EXPLODED.

KJbeatz: WTF?!?!?!?!

TinyCaptionJ: DID A GIRL JUST TELEPORT ONTO HIS LAP????

JoongiesGirl: HELLO?! WHO IS SHE?!?!

Ateez_Stan: THE WAY HE JUST LET HER KISS HIM??!!??

KJbeatz: WAIT WAIT WAIT HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND???????

TinyCaptainJ: NO ONE SPEAK TO ME RN I AM HAVING A CRISIS

Hongjoong’s soul left his body.

Essence pulled away, sighing in relief. “Oh my god. Okay. I think that worked.” She glanced at him, tilting her head. “Why do you look like you’re about to pass out?”

Hongjoong couldn’t speak.

His entire career just imploded in five seconds.

Then Essence finally noticed the laptop in front of him, still open, the chat still flying at hyperspeed.

“…Wait.” She squinted at the screen.

Then gasped.

Her body went stiff. “Were. You. LIVE?!”

Hongjoong just buried his face in his hands.

Essence launched herself off his lap like he had suddenly turned into a burning furnace, stumbling backward until she hit the mixing desk. Her face was frozen in sheer horror.

“Oh my god,” she whispered. Then louder: “OH MY GOD.”

Hongjoong, meanwhile, was processing his impending doom in slow motion.

His chat was going feral—comments were flying so fast the screen was a blur of chaos.

KJbeatz: THAT WASN’T JUST A RANDOM GHOST THAT WAS A WHOLE GIRL—

ATEEZ_Stan: SO YOU’RE TELLING ME HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND?!

TinyCaptainJ: THE WAY SHE JUST APPEARED, SAT ON HIS LAP, KISSED HIM, AND HE JUST LET IT HAPPEN???

JoongiesGirl: WAIT SO THE TELEPORTING??? WE NOT GONNA TALK ABOUT THAT???

Hongjoong finally lifted his head, staring at the screen like it might self-destruct. He had two options:

1.Turn off the live and pretend it never happened.

2.Try to explain.

Essence, still reeling, looked at him like she was considering jumping out the window.

“I—I didn’t know! I was panicking! My powers were going crazy! I didn’t even think to check—I just—”

Hongjoong inhaled deeply through his nose, then exhaled. Crisis management.

He turned back to the laptop, forcing a smile that probably looked more like a grimace. “So, uh. Yeah. That happened.”

The chat exploded again.

KJbeatz: EXCUSE ME?! THAT’S ALL YOU’RE GONNA SAY???

JoongiesGirl: WHO IS SHE. EXPLAIN YOURSELF.

ATEEZ_Stan: “THAT HAPPENED” SIR YOU JUST GOT YOUR ENTIRE RELATIONSHIP EXPOSED LIVE ON CAMERA.

Essence slapped her hands over her face. “Oh my god, you were supposed to be lowkey! Your fans didn’t even know you were dating someone!”

Hongjoong groaned, slumping forward onto his desk. “Yeah, I know, babe. I know.”

The realization finally hit Essence. She slowly peeked between her fingers, looking at the thousands of fans still watching, still screaming in the chat.

“Oh no,” she whispered. Then louder: “Oh no.”

The laptop pinged with a new wave of messages.

KJbeatz: OKAY BUT WHO IS SHE THO??

JoongiesGirl: IS SHE A WITCH OR SOMETHING?? THE TELEPORTATION?? THE FLOATING STUDIO EQUIPMENT???

ATEEZ_Stan: EXPLAIN THE MAGIC. RIGHT NOW.

Essence stared at Hongjoong in pure panic.

“We are so screwed,” she said again.

Hongjoong, still burying his face in his arms, just nodded. “Yeah. I know.”

Hongjoong sat frozen, still processing the fact that his entire career might have just imploded. His secret relationship? Exposed. His girlfriend with superpowers? Exposed. His sanity? Completely gone.

Essence, standing a few feet away, looked one second away from self-combusting.

His chat was still going feral.

JoongiesGirl: OKAY BUT WHO IS SHE???

TinyCaptainJ: SO ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT THE MAGIC OR???

KJbeatz: THE LAP-SITTING. THE KISS. THE WAY HE DIDN’T EVEN LOOK SURPRISED—

ATEEZ_Stan: HONGJOONG, EXPLAIN YOURSELF.

Hongjoong took a deep breath, forcing his brain to work.

“Uh… so,” he started, his voice cracking.

Essence turned to him, eyes wide. “You are not about to try and explain this.”

“What else am I supposed to do?!” he whisper-yelled back. “They saw everything!”

Essence groaned, pacing. “I don’t know, but—” She stopped mid-step, her hands twitching with leftover energy. “No, actually. I do know.”

Hongjoong blinked. “What?”

She turned back to him, eyes determined.

“I’m going to erase their memories.”

Silence.

“…Excuse me?”

Essence crossed her arms. “I’ll make them forget they ever saw me. It’ll be like none of this ever happened.”

Hongjoong stared. “That… sounds like a terrible idea.”

She threw her hands up. “Do you have a better one?”

Hongjoong did not.

The chat kept screaming for answers.

ATEEZ_Stan: DONT JUST SIT THERE SAY SOMETHING.

KJbeatz: WHY IS HE JUST STARING. HELLO??

TinyCaptainJ: THEY’RE TALKING TO EACH OTHER. DO THEY NOT REALIZE WE’RE STILL HERE???

Essence let out a long sigh, rolling her shoulders. “Alright, let’s do this before someone screen-records it and we have to explain why I can teleport.”

She stepped closer to the laptop, lifting her hands, and suddenly the air around them shifted—like static before a storm.

Hongjoong shivered. “Okay, but, uh—maybe don’t mess up their brains?”

Essence shot him a look. “You’re acting like I’ve never done this before.”

“You haven’t.”

“…Okay, well. First time for everything.”

Before Hongjoong could object, Essence’s eyes glowed, and a soft wave of energy pulsed out of her, sweeping through the room, through the screen, through every single viewer watching.

The chat froze mid-scroll.

Then, slowly, messages started again—this time… confused.

JoongiesGirl: Wait. Wasn’t he just playing music?

TinyCaptainJ: Did something happen? Why does it feel like I missed something??

KJbeatz: Did I just zone out or???

ATEEZ_Stan: WHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE I FORGOT SOMETHING IMPORTANT WTF

Hongjoong gaped.

“…Did it work?”

Essence staggered slightly, pressing a hand to her forehead. “I think so. No one remembers anything.”

The chat kept spamming questions about why they felt like they forgot something.

Hongjoong exhaled in relief, quickly grabbing the laptop. “Okay, uh—before anything else happens, I think I should go.” He flashed an awkward smile. “Uh… thanks for hanging out, guys! See you next time!”

And with that, he ended the live.

The second the screen went black, he slumped back in his chair, staring at Essence. “Well. That was a disaster.”

Essence, still looking a little dizzy, flopped onto his lap again, groaning into his shoulder. “Let’s never do that again.”

Hongjoong let out a breathless laugh, wrapping his arms around her. “Agreed.”

They sat there in silence for a moment, letting the chaos settle.

Then Hongjoong sighed. “Wait. Did you erase Seonghwa’s memory too? Because if not—”

The door slammed open.

Seonghwa stood there, eyes wide. “WHY DID I JUST SEE A GIRL TELEPORT INTO YOUR LAP ON LIVE??”

Hongjoong and Essence froze.

Essence, still curled up in Hongjoong’s lap, buried her face in his shoulder with a groan. “I knew I forgot someone.”

Hongjoong let his head fall back against his chair. “Why. Why is this happening.”

Seonghwa stormed into the room, shutting the door behind him like someone might eavesdrop. “Okay. First of all—WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?”

Hongjoong sighed, rubbing his temples. “Hyung, it’s… complicated.”

“No, no, no.” Seonghwa waved his hands in wild disbelief. “I just watched a whole human being appeared out of thin air, sit on your lap, kiss you, and then your laptop chat have a collective breakdown. And now? Everyone’s confused like it never even happened! EXPLAIN.”

Essence lifted her head slightly, peeking at Seonghwa. “Well… technically, I fixed it?”

Seonghwa squinted at her. “You… fixed it?”

Hongjoong sighed. “She erased their memories.”

Seonghwa’s jaw dropped. “I’m sorry—SHE DID WHAT?!”

Essence winced. “Yeah, I kinda—uh—used my powers to make everyone forget what they saw.”

Seonghwa blinked very slowly. Then turned to Hongjoong. “Your girlfriend has memory-altering powers?”

“…Yes.”

“…And she teleported?”

“Yes.”

“…And she kissed you on live broadcast?”

Hongjoong rubbed his face. “Yes.”

Seonghwa dragged a hand down his face, pacing in circles. “You know what? Fine. Fine. Not even the weirdest thing I’ve seen this year.”

Essence, still sitting on Hongjoong’s lap, perked up. “Wait, really? What was weirder?”

Seonghwa shot her a deadpan look. “Nothing. Nothing was weirder. I lied.”

Essence snorted, burying her face in Hongjoong’s neck to stifle a laugh.

Hongjoong sighed, patting her thigh absentmindedly. “Okay, look. No one remembers, so there’s no real problem anymore.”

Seonghwa stopped pacing. “Yeah. Except me.” He pointed at himself. “I remember. And now I have questions.”

Essence sat up, pursing her lips. “You could always… not remember.”

Seonghwa’s eyes widened in alarm. “Do not mess with my brain. I swear to god—”

Essence held up her hands. “Relax, relax! I was joking—kind of.”

Seonghwa glared.

Hongjoong sighed. “Look, hyung, I’ll explain everything later, okay? Just… can we not do this now?”

Seonghwa stared at them both for a long moment, then sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Fine. But if any of this gets out, I’m not covering for you.”

Hongjoong held up a hand. “Understood.”

Seonghwa gave him one last, long suffering look before shaking his head and walking out, muttering to himself. “First Yeosang starts reading my mind, and now Hongjoong’s girlfriend is a wizard. I need a vacation.”

The second the door shut behind him, Hongjoong and Essence collapsed into laughter.

Essence wiped a tear from her eye. “I like him.”

Hongjoong groaned, letting his head rest against hers. “You almost gave him a heart attack.”

She grinned. “Yeah, but that was fun.”

Hongjoong huffed a laugh, hugging her tighter. “Please never do that again.”

Essence snuggled into him. “No promises.”

Hongjoong sighed. He was so screwed.

Just as Hongjoong started to relax, finally thinking they were in the clear, he heard it—

A stampede of footsteps.

“Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” he muttered.

The door burst open again, and in came the rest of ATEEZ, all talking at once.

“WHAT JUST HAPPENED?” – San

“BRO. WHO WAS THAT?!” – Wooyoung

“DID SHE JUST TELEPORT?!” – Yunho

“I THINK I’M LOSING MY MIND.” – Mingi

“YOU WERE LIVE. LIVE, HONGJOONG.” – Yeosang

“I need someone to explain in small words.” – Jongho

Hongjoong sighed deeply as the entire group crowded into his already small studio, staring at him and Essence like they had just discovered a new species.

Essence, still sitting on his lap, shrunk under their stares. “Uh. Hi?”

San pointed dramatically. “WHO. ARE. YOU.”

Essence opened her mouth, closed it, then turned to Hongjoong. “Do you want to explain, or should I just start making things up?”

Wooyoung’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull. “SHE TALKS.”

Yunho snapped his fingers. “I KNEW I SAW SOMEONE! I thought I was hallucinating.”

Jongho rubbed his temples. “Okay, let’s start with the basics. Who is she, why did she appear out of nowhere, and why is Seonghwa muttering about needing therapy?”

Hongjoong groaned. “Guys—”

Yeosang crossed his arms. “Hongjoong. Be honest. Is she an alien?”

Essence choked on air. “EXCUSE ME?”

Mingi nodded, serious. “No, that actually makes sense.”

Hongjoong stared at them, exhausted. “She’s not an alien.”

San squinted. “A time traveler?”

Wooyoung gasped. “A government experiment?”

Yunho pointed. “A sorceress.”

Essence blinked. “Okay, wow, you guys are weirdly close.”

Hongjoong ran a tired hand down his face. “Essence is my girlfriend.”

The room went silent.

Then—

“WHAT?!”

Wooyoung clutched his chest. “You—YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?!”

Yunho looked personally betrayed. “AND YOU DIDN’T TELL US?”

Mingi gasped. “WAIT. WAS SHE THE GIRL ON YOUR LAP?”

San screamed. “YOU KISSED HER. ON LIVE.”

Jongho blinked slowly. “Oh. So that wasn’t a fever dream.”

Yeosang, meanwhile, narrowed his eyes. “Okay, but that still doesn’t explain the teleporting.”

The room went dead quiet.

Everyone slowly turned back to Essence.

Essence bit her lip. “…Yeah, so, uh. Funny story.”

Hongjoong leaned his head back against his chair, staring at the ceiling like it might save him. “Oh my god.”

Essence sighed. “Okay, so, short version—I have powers, things got out of control, I needed Hongjoong, I panicked, and I may have accidentally exposed our relationship in front of thousands of people.”

Silence.

Then Wooyoung grinned. “That’s actually kinda cool.”

Jongho gave him a look. “No, it’s not.”

San nodded, impressed. “Wait, so what else can you do?”

Hongjoong groaned. “Guys, can we focus on the real issue here?”

Yeosang held up a hand. “No, no. Wait. Hold on. If this all happened on live, how are we not trending worldwide right now?”

Essence cleared her throat, twiddling her fingers. “Oh. Uh. I erased everyone’s memories.”

Mingi gasped. “SHE ERASED MEMORIES?!”

Wooyoung smacked San’s arm. “Bro, we should’ve had her around when I failed my driving test.”

San nodded. “Or when we forgot the choreography that one time.”

Hongjoong stared at them. “WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?”

Jongho sighed. “Okay, but did you erase our memories?”

Essence winced. “…I forgot.”

Seonghwa’s exasperated voice came from the hallway. “SHE FORGOT ME TOO.”

Yunho collapsed onto the couch. “This is too much for my brain right now.”

Mingi shook his head. “No, yeah. I need a nap.”

Yeosang pointed at Essence. “Okay, just one more question. Can you make me fly?”

Hongjoong groaned. “GET OUT. ALL OF YOU.”

The boys laughed as they finally started filing out, grinning and whispering to each other.

Before Wooyoung left, he turned back with a smirk. “Yo, Essence, next time you teleport, let me know. I wanna learn.”

Essence laughed. “I’ll think about it.”

Hongjoong threw a pillow at him. “OUT.”

Finally, the studio door shut, and peace returned.

Hongjoong exhaled loudly, leaning back in his chair. “That was a nightmare.”

Essence giggled, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “It could’ve been worse.”

Hongjoong scoffed. “How?”

She tilted her head. “At least they don’t remember the part where I was the one that kissed you.”

Hongjoong froze.

Then realization hit.

“Oh my god.”

Essence grinned. “You are so lucky I have powers.”

Hongjoong groaned. “I need a vacation.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 77: Hou Ming Hao

Summary:

Here’s Minghao, the actor from the Cdrama Fangs of Fortune one. The moment I set my eyes on him, I fallen in love. His eyes are so beautiful. You may be seeing more of him. I don’t like this one, I just couldn’t get the version I had for it. You just might like it. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Thunder cracked across the sky as chaos consumed the realm of Aramere. Magic scorched the earth, and the once-pristine palace walls now crumbled under the weight of destruction. Hou Minghao, one of the Gifted Ones and guardian of the realm, stood bloodied but defiant. His wife, Cassandra, clutched their five-year-old twin children—Kai and Mei—behind him, fear etched into her face.

“He’s coming,” she whispered, voice trembling.

Hou Minghao turned to her, his gaze tender despite the fury raging around them. “I won’t let him have you. I won’t let him destroy what we built.”

The villain—Ravik, a fallen Gifted One obsessed with draining powers—was already breaching the inner sanctum. Minghao knew he couldn’t defeat him, not now, not alone. But he had one last card to play. He raised his hand, summoning the last of his power, ancient energy glowing gold across his skin.

“No!” Cassandra cried. “You’ll die if you use that!”

He cupped her face, kissed her forehead, then pulled the twins close. “You’ll live. That’s all that matters.”

As the portal opened behind them, a rift through time and space, Cassandra sobbed as light enveloped them. The children screamed, reaching for their father, but Cassandra held them tightly in her arms. In their last glimpse of him, Minghao turned to face Ravik’s blazing fury, arms outstretched, protecting them to the very end.

Just before Ravik’s fatal strike hit him, he mouthed, “I love you.”

And then—everything went white.

**

Screams. Lights. Applause?

Cassandra gasped, the cold asphalt stinging her hands as she tumbled onto a paved surface, helding Kai and Mei’s heads, so it didn't hit the paved surface. Kai and Mei eyes wide, but alive.

They’d landed… on a film set.

“Cut!” someone shouted.

Confused staff ran over, blinking in disbelief. “Who are they? Where’d they come from?”

A man in flowing robes descended the faux palace steps—tall, striking, and unmistakably… Hou Minghao.

Cassandra’s breath caught in her throat. “Minghao?”

The man stared at her, just as stunned. “Who are you?” he asked, confused. “I’m sorry, are you part of the extras?”

But Kai and Mei stood up and stepped forward, their young faces pale and trembling.

“Daddy,” Kai whispered.

“I’m not your dad,” Minghao said, taking a step back.

“You look just like him!” Mei cried, a spark of golden light flickering around her fingers, but Cass stood up and covered her hand over it. “He died to protect us!”

Cameras stopped. Silence fell. The crew was frozen, unsure if this was part of a scene that they didn’t know about. Cass pulled her children around to face her, kneeling down to their level.

“Sweeties, he’s not your daddy,” She whispered, “Your father sent us to this place before he died. This place has someone who looks like your father, but it’s not him.” 

The twins nodded as she wiped their tears. “Mommy is still here and I will protect you.”

Then, she stood up and pulled them behind as she turned about to the shocked Minghao and the crew. 

Cassandra stood tall despite the tremor in her legs, her body instinctively shifting between the children and the stunned production crew. She clutched Kai and Mei’s hands tightly as she faced the man who looked so painfully like her husband.

“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice steady but laced with exhaustion and grief. “We didn’t mean to interrupt your work. This must be… confusing.”

The director and crew exchanged puzzled looks, unsure whether this was a prank, an elaborate audition, or something else entirely. But all eyes remained fixed on the woman and her children—and the uncanny resemblance between her and the drama’s lead actor.

Minghao frowned, stepping cautiously closer. “You know me? Or… someone who looks like me?”

Cassandra nodded. “Where we came from, you were our protector. My husband. Their father.” Her voice broke slightly but she quickly composed herself. “He died saving us. We were sent through a portal. This… world was the safest option.”

The crew broke into murmurs. Minghao’s manager whispered urgently into his ear, but the actor couldn’t look away from the children. Something in Kai’s solemn gaze and Mei’s trembling hands stirred something strange in his chest—like a memory he couldn’t reach, a name on the tip of his tongue.

“That’s not possible,” Minghao muttered to himself, eyes flicking between the woman and the children. “I don’t have a wife… or kids. I’m just an actor.”

“I know,” Cassandra said gently. “You’re not him. But… you look exactly like him. Your voice, your eyes, even the way you move. It’s…” She swallowed. “It’s like seeing a ghost.”

Mei clung tighter to her mother’s leg. Kai shifted his gaze back to the man who looked like his father. “But you feel like him,” he whispered.

Minghao took a half-step forward, something flickering at the edges of his mind. A flash of gold. The sound of laughter. A woman’s touch. Two small voices echoing “Daddy.”

He shook his head, blinking the images away. “What was that?” he murmured.

The assistant director broke in, voice impatient. “We need to clear the set—this isn’t part of production!”

But Minghao raised a hand. “Wait.”

He looked back at Cassandra, softer now, gentler. “You don’t have anywhere to go, do you?”

She hesitated. “No.”

“Then come with me,” he said. “Just for now. Until we figure out… whatever this is.”

Cassandra blinked. “Why would you help us?”

“I don’t know,” Minghao admitted. “But something inside me is telling me I should.”

**

That night, in the quiet of Minghao’s apartment, Cassandra tucked the twins into a makeshift bed on the couch. She stepped onto the balcony, staring up at a sky that looked nothing like Aramere’s but was still somehow peaceful.

Inside, Minghao sat silently, a cup of tea untouched in his hands. He kept stealing glances at the children, at Cassandra—at the golden mark that shimmered faintly at the base of Kai’s neck.

Later, as he lay in bed, he dreamt of a kingdom on fire.

He saw her—Cassandra—dressed in silks and gold, laughing under starlight.

He saw the twins chasing fireflies in a garden of floating lanterns.

He saw himself, cloaked in royal armor, whispering, “I love you,” as death loomed behind him.

Minghao woke with a gasp, sweat on his brow, heart pounding in his chest.

He remembered… something.

And it wouldn’t be the last time.

***

The days that followed were a delicate balance between disbelief and adaptation.

Cassandra kept her distance at first—grateful, but guarded. Her instincts were sharp, molded by years of surviving in a realm where trust could mean death. Yet in Minghao’s small apartment filled with normalcy—coffee mugs, half-finished scripts, and a refrigerator that buzzed too loudly—she found something she hadn’t had in a long time.

Stillness.

He had cleared the guest room for her and the twins, instead of sleeping on his own couch. The first night, she’d sat awake in the corner of the room, watching over Kai and Mei as they slept, her mind reliving the final moments before the portal swallowed them. She thought she wouldn’t sleep. But she did.

And when she woke, Minghao had made pancakes.

“I had no idea what you guys ate where you’re from,” he said awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. “But the kids seemed happy with syrup, so…”

Cassandra stared at him, trying not to feel something she had no right to feel. “Thank you,” she said, her voice quiet.

They fell into a strange rhythm. Minghao went to his filming schedules, always checking in with a text. He gave her a phone and taught her how to use it since their word didn’t have phones. He made sure the fridge was stocked. He asked about the children. And every evening, he came home to a quiet apartment where a different kind of energy lived—less chaotic, more… grounding.

One night, after putting the twins to bed, Cassandra joined him on the balcony.

“You’re nothing like him,” she said softly.

Minghao looked over, surprised. “Is that… a good thing or a bad thing?”

She hesitated. “Neither. Just different.”

He nodded slowly. “I keep dreaming of you,” he admitted. “Of them. Of that world. It feels real… but it’s not mine.”

“I know,” Cassandra said, staring at the night sky. “But sometimes I catch you saying something exactly like he would. The way you called Mei sunshine yesterday… he used to say that.”

“Maybe you’re just projecting,” he said gently. “It’s okay. You lost someone. I’m not trying to replace him.”

“I don’t want you to,” she said quickly.

They sat in silence a while longer.

“But sometimes…” she whispered, “I forget for a second. And that scares me.”

He turned to her then, his voice careful. “You don’t have to forget him. You don’t even have to stop loving him.”

Cassandra blinked. Her throat tightened.

“You saved your children,” Minghao continued. “You carried them here. You’re strong. You’re surviving. And you don’t owe anyone an apology for finding peace—even if it’s with someone who looks like a ghost.”

She laughed softly, tears in her eyes. “You’re wiser than you let on.”

“Only when I’ve had enough caffeine,” he grinned.

**

Over the next few weeks, Kai and Mei grew comfortable calling him “Uncle Hao.” They followed him around, curious about his world. Cassandra watched from the side—guarded, but slowly unraveling in quiet moments.

When Mei scraped her knee on the apartment complex’s sidewalk, it was Minghao who knelt beside her, patched her up, and kissed the air above the bandage like it could heal faster that way.

When Kai had nightmares, Minghao let the boy curl up beside him on the couch, whispering stories that had no magic but plenty of warmth.

And slowly, Cassandra found herself smiling again.

Not because she had moved on.

But because she had found someone who didn’t try to replace the past—he simply offered to stand beside her in the present.

One evening, Minghao came home early and found her standing in the kitchen, flour on her hands, a batch of something warm in the oven.

He blinked, surprised. “You cook?”

“I remember this recipe from my grandmother,” she said. “Thought I’d try.”

He stepped closer, looking at her like he was seeing her in a new light.

“What?” she asked, brushing flour off her cheek.

“Nothing,” he said, smiling. “You just… look like you belong here.”

She stared at him. And for the first time, didn’t feel guilty for hoping he was right.

***

The night air was cool, laced with the scent of cinnamon from the tiny bakery downstairs. Cassandra stood at the sink, staring blankly at the suds clinging to the last dish. The twins were asleep. Minghao was in the living room, humming to himself as he flipped through a script. A domestic scene. Peaceful. Safe.

And yet, her chest ached.

She dried her hands slowly, then leaned on the counter, eyes falling shut. She could still see her Minghao’s face—his real face—as he turned to meet Ravik’s final blow. The way his lips had formed I love you, not as a goodbye, but a promise. Something eternal. Something sacred.

What did it mean that she was… here?

Safe, yes. Grateful, yes. But smiling. Laughing. Feeling again.

And worse… drawn to someone who wasn’t him.

A knock pulled her from her thoughts. Minghao stood at the doorway to the kitchen, holding two mugs. “Couldn’t sleep,” he said, offering one. “Thought you might not either.”

She took the mug, fingers brushing his. Her heart stuttered at the warmth of the contact.

“Thanks,” she said.

They moved to the balcony. The city below was quieter this time of night, just the occasional rumble of a car or the flicker of neon signs.

“I’m scared,” she said after a long silence.

Minghao looked at her, brow furrowed gently. “Of what?”

“Of forgetting him.” Her voice cracked. “Of letting myself feel… this. Here. With you. And what that says about me.”

He didn’t speak right away. He let the weight of her words settle between them, like fog.

“You haven’t forgotten him,” he said eventually. “You carry him in everything you do. In Kai, in Mei… in your strength.”

Her eyes shimmered. “But what if I start to feel something for you? What does that make me?”

Minghao shifted, setting his mug down. “It makes you human.”

She looked away. “It feels like betrayal.”

“No,” he said softly. “It feels like love, surviving.”

Tears spilled over her lashes. “You look so much like him, sometimes I wish you were him. And then I hate myself for it.”

“I know,” he whispered. “And if I were him… I’d want you to live. To feel joy again. To be loved again.”

Cassandra let out a shaky breath. “But you’re not him.”

“I know,” he said again. “But I am me. And if you ever wanted to start over, I’d never ask you to forget him. I’d only ask to be part of your story moving forward… whatever that looks like.”

She turned to face him then, her gaze searching his.

And for the first time since she landed in this strange world, she didn’t feel like she was standing on a battlefield of grief. She felt steady. Grounded. Seen.

“I’m not ready,” she whispered.

“You don’t have to be,” he replied, reaching out and gently taking her hand. “I’m not going anywhere.”

And for once, Cassandra allowed herself to hold on.

***

Three months later, the small apartment felt less like a borrowed space and more like a home.

The twins had adjusted surprisingly well. Kai had developed a love for animated superhero shows, often insisting on “training” in the living room, while Mei gravitated toward music, humming little tunes as she helped fold laundry. Cassandra watched them grow lighter, freer—no longer flinching at loud noises or waking in cold sweats.

And Minghao…

He had become a constant. Reliable. Present. A warm cup of tea after a hard day. A steady voice in the chaos of memory.

Cassandra no longer cried when she saw his face. Sometimes, she even smiled first.

One evening, after Mei’s first day at a local music class and Kai’s proud retelling of learning to ride without training wheels, they had a small celebration with takeout on the floor and a movie on the TV. Cassandra sat beside Minghao, close enough that their shoulders brushed when they laughed.

As the kids fell asleep in a pile of blankets, Minghao lowered the volume and turned to her.

“You’re smiling more lately,” he said quietly.

She glanced at him. “You sound surprised.”

“I’m not,” he said. “I’m… glad.”

She looked down at her lap, fingers twisting together. “I didn’t think I’d get here. Not really. But it’s like… the grief is still there, just quieter. Not screaming anymore.”

Minghao reached out, covering her hands with his.

“You don’t have to run from it,” he said. “You’re allowed to carry both—the love you had, and whatever comes next.”

Her breath caught. Her heart thudded a little louder.

“Minghao…”

He gave a small, understanding smile. “I’m not asking for anything from you, Cass. Just… letting you know I’m here. Whether you need a friend, or something more.”

She looked up at him then, really looked.

This man had no powers. No sword. No royal blood. Just soft hands, gentle words, and a heart big enough to hold space for everything she carried.

And somehow, that felt more powerful than anything magic ever gave her.

Cassandra leaned forward slowly, pressing her forehead to his. A breath between them. A pause full of unspoken things.

“I don’t know where this road leads,” she whispered. “But I think I want you on it.”

He smiled—tender, unassuming.

“Then I’ll walk it with you,” he said. “One step at a time.”

And this time, she kissed him first.

***

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the apartment. Mei sat at the kitchen table, coloring with intense focus, while Kai watched cartoons with his chin resting on a pillow. Minghao was at the stove, flipping pancakes with exaggerated flair that made Mei giggle.

Cassandra leaned against the doorframe, watching the scene with a heart that felt both too full and too cautious.

“Uncle Hao, can you come to the school thing?” Mei asked suddenly, looking up from her drawing.

Minghao turned with a smile. “What thing?”

“Family day. My teacher says we can bring someone we love.”

Kai turned from the couch. “You can come too, Mommy. But Uncle Hao should come because he’s family now.”

The spatula froze mid-air.

Cassandra blinked, stunned. “Sweetheart…”

“Is that okay?” Mei asked, eyes wide and hopeful. “We know he’s not Daddy, but… we still love him.”

Minghao gently set the spatula down and turned to her, as if waiting for her lead.

She crouched beside Mei, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “I think… that’s really kind of you,” she said slowly. “And I think your real daddy would be proud of how brave you are.”

“But is it okay to love him too?” Kai asked, quieter now, his voice trembling slightly.

Cassandra’s throat tightened. “Yes,” she whispered. “It’s okay to love again. That doesn’t mean we forget.”

The twins nodded, and in that moment, Cassandra felt something release inside her. The weight of guilt, of fear, of unspoken grief. It was time.

**

Later that night, when the children were asleep, Cassandra sat with Minghao on the balcony, her fingers wrapped around a mug of tea she hadn’t touched.

“I never told you everything,” she said softly.

Minghao turned to her, patient as always.

“There was a prophecy,” she began, her voice steady despite the ache in her chest. “That the twins would grow into power stronger than any seen in Aramere. Ravik knew. He wanted to control them. My husband… he knew we had to disappear or they’d never have a chance.”

Minghao didn’t speak, just listened.

“We were royalty,” she said with a hollow laugh. “Not that it mattered in the end. Power couldn’t save us. Not even love could.”

She looked at him, eyes shining.

“He died knowing I’d carry our children into the unknown. And for the longest time, I told myself I had to stay frozen, to honor him. To never feel again. But you… you make it hard not to.”

Minghao’s gaze softened, full of quiet devotion. “You didn’t need to tell me any of that to earn your right to heal.”

“I needed to tell myself,” she whispered. “So I could let go of surviving and start living.”

A long pause passed between them, and then Minghao reached out, gently taking her hand in his.

“I may not be the man who saved you,” he said, “but I want to be the one who walks beside you from here on out.”

Cassandra leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder.

And for the first time since the portal, since fire and fate tore her life apart, she allowed herself to breathe—not in mourning, but in hope.

***

The spring festival at the twins’ school was in full swing—colorful banners fluttered in the breeze, the smell of popcorn and cotton candy thick in the air. Children laughed as they dashed between booths, face paint smudged, shoes muddied, joy boundless.

Cassandra held Mei’s hand while Kai tugged on Minghao’s sleeve, dragging him toward the ring toss booth.

“I want to win that dragon!” he shouted.

Minghao grinned, letting himself be pulled. “Only if you help me aim. I’m not as magical as you.”

Cassandra chuckled softly, watching the two of them. He’d slipped into the role of their family’s steady anchor like he’d been born for it. No powers. No destiny. Just a good man with a patient heart.

Mei tugged her closer. “Mommy, can I ask something?”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

“Do you think Daddy—our first daddy—can see us?”

Cassandra crouched down, brushing a hand along her daughter’s cheek. “I think he sees you every day. In the way you laugh. In the way Kai protects you. And in the way you still believe in love, even when it hurts.”

Mei smiled. “Then I think he’s happy for us.”

Cassandra looked over to where Kai had just thrown a ring—missing wildly—only for Minghao to pretend it was a perfect hit. The game runner raised a fake eyebrow but handed the dragon over with a smirk.

“I think he is too,” she whispered.

Later that evening, after the sun dipped low and the children fell asleep in the car with sticky fingers and full hearts, Cassandra and Minghao stood in the parking lot watching the stars.

“I’ve stopped waiting for the other shoe to drop,” she said.

He glanced over. “Yeah?”

She nodded. “I don’t feel like I’m walking on borrowed time anymore. Just… time. Ours.”

Minghao reached for her hand. “Then let’s keep making something beautiful out of it.”

She smiled. “We already are.”

***

Years passed, but some things stayed constant: Mei playing soft melodies on her piano, Kai chasing light through the park, and Cassandra finding comfort in the sound of Minghao’s voice, even when he was just reading a shopping list.

One rainy afternoon, Mei came across an old wooden box. Inside were faded pieces of their past—a torn royal seal, a pendant with the Aramerian crest, and a note she didn’t remember ever seeing.

It was her father’s handwriting.

If you’re reading this, it means you’ve made it. That’s all I ever wanted. Let the world be your own. Don’t carry my death like a chain—carry our love like wings.

She brought it to her mother, who sat in silence for a long while after reading it. Then she looked out the window, to the man she now called her husband laughing with Kai in the rain.

She folded the note gently, kissed the top of Mei’s head, and whispered, “He was right. We’re free now.”

And somewhere beyond time and magic, a man who once gave everything for love smiled at the life his family had built—full of laughter, light, and a second chance that bloomed quietly… in a world without powers.

Just love.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 78: Jongho

Summary:

Finally another Jongho one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Kaia never thought she would be that girl—the one who ignored the red flags, who defended a man who didn’t deserve it. But there she was, working two jobs, paying all the bills, cooking, cleaning, grocery shopping, and coming home exhausted every night… all while Taeil sat on the couch, scrolling through his phone, telling her he just needed one more month to find a decent job.

Her friends had warned her.

Kaia, he’s using you.”

“He’s a bum. He’s not even trying to change.”

“You deserve better.”

But she had waved them off. Taeil’s just going through a rough patch. He’ll find something soon. She told herself that over and over again, even when the months passed and nothing changed.

And then, on his birthday—the day she bent over backward to make it special—she found out the truth.

After a grueling shift, she had rushed to pick up a cake for him, ignoring her colleagues’ invitations to go out, because all she wanted was to make Taeil happy. But when she arrived home, cake in hand, she found him tangled up with Jiso.

In their apartment.

On her bed.

The cake slipped from her fingers, splattering on the floor, but she barely noticed. Her world blurred as Jiso smirked, not even bothering to cover up, and Taeil—her Taeil—stared at her, eyes wide, caught but not apologetic.

She should have been devastated. But instead, a cold realization settled in. This man never loved me. He just used me.

She didn’t cry. She didn’t scream. She simply turned around, walked out, and never looked back.

***

Two years later, she barely recognized herself. The tired, overworked woman who drained herself for a man who never appreciated her was gone. In her place stood someone stronger, more confident, and—most importantly—loved.

Jongho had been the one to show her what real love looked like. He never let her carry burdens alone, always making sure she had support, whether it was splitting bills, cooking meals together, or simply holding her close after a long day. He treated her like she was worth something, like she was a priority.

At first, she had been hesitant. When Jongho started showing interest in her, she assumed he was just being nice. Then he started showing up more—bringing her coffee at work, walking her home after late shifts, texting her just to check in. It was sweet, but it made her nervous. She kept waiting for him to ask for something in return, for him to reveal that he was just like Taeil.

One evening, after he casually asked her out to dinner, she hesitated. “Are you sure? I mean… I’m not exactly the easiest person to deal with.”

Jongho tilted his head. “And?”

“I just…” She bit her lip. “I have a lot of baggage.”

He only smiled. “Then let me help you carry it.”

Even after they started dating, old habits were hard to shake. One night, she rushed to his place after work, grocery bags weighing down her arms. She had barely stepped inside before Jongho frowned, immediately taking them from her hands.

“You don’t have to do this,” he said, setting them down on the counter.

She blinked. “Do what?”

“Buy everything yourself,” he said, crossing his arms. “I already stocked up yesterday.”

She looked at the fridge and sure enough, it was full.

“I just thought—” she started, but he cut her off with a gentle tap to her forehead.

“I told you, you don’t have to do everything alone,” he reminded her.

It happened again after dinner at his place. She instinctively started gathering the dishes, rolling up her sleeves to wash them. But before she could even turn on the sink, Jongho grabbed her wrist.

“Babe, sit down,” he said, shaking his head with a chuckle. “I got this.”

“But—”

“No buts.” He kissed the top of her head. “You’ve done enough for one day. Let me take care of you too.”

Kaia stood there, confused. Every time she tried to do what she thought was expected of her, Jongho had already handled it—without expecting anything in return. It scared her how different it was.

Jongho didn’t fully understand why she was like this until one night when he met her closest friends.

“So,” he asked, swirling his drink, “why does she act like she has to do everything herself?”

Her friends exchanged knowing looks before one of them, Mirae, sighed. “It’s because of her ex.”

“Taeil?” Jongho frowned.

“Yeah,” Mirae confirmed. “That bum lived off of her for years—never paid bills, never helped, never did anything. And she defended him, saying he was just struggling.”

Jongho’s grip on his glass tightened.

“Meanwhile, Kaia was the one actually struggling,” another friend added. “She worked two jobs, paid rent, cooked, cleaned—everything. And what did he do? He cheated on her.”

Jongho inhaled sharply, rage simmering in his chest. He had suspected something was off, but hearing the full story made his blood boil.

That night, as he walked Kaia home, he stopped her just outside her apartment. “I need you to understand something,” he said seriously.

Kaia looked up at him, confused. “What is it?”

“I’m not Taeil.” His voice was firm, his eyes full of something raw and sincere.

She blinked. “I know that.”

“Do you?” he challenged gently. “Because sometimes, it feels like you’re still waiting for me to disappoint you.”

Kaia opened her mouth to protest, but no words came out.

Jongho cupped her face, his touch warm and steady. “I don’t need you to do everything, Kaia. I just need you.” He exhaled, brushing his thumb over her cheek. “So stop expecting me to leave everything on your shoulders. You’re not alone anymore.”

Kaia felt something in her chest loosen—something she didn’t even realize she had been holding onto.

For the first time in years, she felt safe and secure.

***

Four years later, Jongho and her were invited to a party. As they arrived at the party, her hand resting comfortably in his, the last person she expected to run into was him.

Taeil.

She almost didn’t recognize him at first. He looked the same—only more worn down, dark circles under his eyes, his usual smugness replaced with something bitter. And the moment he saw her, his expression shifted to disbelief.

“Kaia?” he breathed, stepping forward. “Wow… you look—”

“Busy,” she cut him off, uninterested in whatever half-assed compliment he had.

But Taeil, never knowing when to quit, tried again. “It’s been a while. How have you been?”

Before she could even answer, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into warmth.

“You ready to head inside, babe?” Jongho’s deep voice interrupted smoothly. His presence was grounding, protective.

Kaia smiled, leaning into him. “Yeah, let’s go.”

Jongho pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Head in first, I’ll be right behind you. Just need a quick word with someone.”

She didn’t ask who—she didn’t care. Taeil was a ghost of her past, nothing more. Without hesitation, she walked away, not sparing him another glance.

Taeil watched her go, something ugly curling in his stomach. She was so different. Gone was the girl who bent over backward for him, who made excuses for his failures. This woman… she was glowing.

And then Jongho turned to him, arms crossed, gaze sharp.

“So, you’re the one who broke my girl’s heart,” Jongho said, his voice calm but laced with something dangerous. “Do you have any idea how long it took me to get her to see I’m not like you?”

Taeil’s jaw clenched. “I—”

“No, you don’t,” Jongho cut him off. “Because if you did, you never would’ve let her go in the first place.” He took a step closer. “But I’m glad you did.”

Taeil’s fists tightened at his sides as he watched Jongho walk away, following Kaia inside.

Jealousy burned in his chest. That should have been me.

But it never could be—because Kaia was finally living her best life. And he?

He was stuck with Jiso… who was now treating him exactly the way he used to treat Kaia.

And that was karma.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 79: Yeonjun

Summary:

Double update!! I finally did another Yeonjun one. I had fun writing this one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

 

Yeonjun sat anxiously at his desk, eyes glued to his laptop screen as he waited for an email that could change his life. He had spent years preparing for this moment—Harvard University, his dream school, where he planned to earn both his bachelor’s and master’s degrees.

The seconds dragged on until—ding! A new email notification popped up. His heart pounded as he saw the sender: Harvard University.

Taking a deep breath, he clicked on it and began reading.

Dear Mr. Choi Yeonjun,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Harvard University, the finest educational institute in Massachusetts.”

His eyes widened. For a moment, he simply stared at the words, letting them sink in. Then, excitement surged through him.

I got in!” he shouted, jumping up in joy.

The commotion brought his mother rushing into his room. “What’s going on, Yeonjun?” she asked, eyes filled with concern.

Yeonjun turned to her, grinning ear to ear. “Eomma, I got into Harvard University!”

Her expression shifted instantly, her face lighting up with pride. “Oh my! Really?!”

Yeah!”

My son got into one of the most prestigious universities in America,” she said, beaming. “Wait until I tell Sujin and Yeeun—they’re going to be so jealous!”

She hurried out of the room to share the news, leaving Yeonjun shaking his head in amusement. He sat back down, rereading the email with a smile that refused to fade.

***

Two months later, Yeonjun strolled across campus, taking in the sights of his new home in Massachusetts. Classes wouldn’t start for another month, but he wanted to get his materials early.

As he made his way toward the campus bookstore, he suddenly collided with someone, sending a pile of books tumbling to the ground.

“Oh—I’m sorry!” he said quickly, bending down to help pick them up.

“It’s okay,” a soft voice replied, followed by a light giggle. “It’s my fault. I couldn’t see past all these books.”

Yeonjun looked up, and for a moment, his breath hitched. She was stunning. The kind of beauty that left him momentarily speechless.

Beautiful.”

Shaking himself out of his daze, he handed her the books with a warm smile. “I can help you carry these,” he offered.

She hesitated. “I don’t want to burden you. Weren’t you on your way to buy your own materials?”

Yeonjun casually shifted the books out of her reach. “It’s fine. I can always come back for mine later.”

She looked at him, surprised by his kindness. Then, with a small smile, she nodded. “Alright, if you insist.”

As they walked toward her dorm, a comfortable silence settled between them. After a moment, Yeonjun glanced at her and smiled.

“I just realized—I don’t even know your name.”

She laughed softly, shifting the books in her arms. “Oh, right! I’m Audicia Price, but I go by Audi. And you?”

“Yeonjun. Yeonjun Choi.”

“Nice to meet you, Yeonjun.” She tilted her head curiously. “I’m guessing you’re a new student here too?”

He nodded. “Yeah, I just got to Massachusetts two months ago. Classes haven’t started yet, but I wanted to get everything ready in advance.”

“Same here,” she said with a grin. “Though, as you can tell, I may have gone a little overboard with the books.”

Yeonjun chuckled. “Just a little.”

They reached her dorm, and she turned to him with a grateful smile. “Thanks for helping me. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem,” he said, handing her the last of her books. “Maybe we’ll run into each other again.”

She hesitated for a second before saying, “Or, you know… we could just exchange numbers and make sure we do.”

Yeonjun blinked, then grinned, pulling out his phone. “I like the way you think.”

As they exchanged numbers, neither of them realized that this small encounter was the start of something that would change both of their lives forever.

Their days quickly became intertwined. They studied together in the library, grabbing coffee before early morning classes. When deadlines loomed over them, they pulled all-nighters, motivating each other through exhaustion.

As their relationship deepened, they became part of each other’s worlds. She introduced Yeonjun to her favorite spots in the city, and he taught her about his culture, sharing stories of his life in Korea. She even started picking up bits of Korean, making him laugh when she mispronounced words but never failing to warm his heart with the effort.

They supported each other through the toughest moments—stressful exams, career doubts, and homesickness. They celebrated each other’s victories, big or small, from acing a difficult test to landing internships.

By the time Yeonjun earned his master’s degree, he couldn’t imagine a future without her. She wasn’t just someone he loved—she had become a part of him. That’s when he decided to propose to her a year before their graduation. He led her to the very spot where they had first met. The crisp autumn air carried the scent of fallen leaves, the ground beneath them painted in warm hues of red and gold. The world around them was quiet, as if nature itself had paused to witness this moment.

She looked around, a soft smile playing on her lips. “Why are we here? Feeling nostalgic?”

Yeonjun turned to her, his heart pounding. He reached into his pocket, fingers brushing against the small velvet box he had carried for weeks, waiting for the perfect moment.

“I don’t want nostalgia,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “I want a future—with you.”

Her breath caught as he slowly dropped to one knee, the golden leaves swirling around him like a scene from a dream. He opened the box, revealing a delicate ring that sparkled in the afternoon light.

“Marry me,” he whispered. “Not just for today, or tomorrow, but for every day after. I can’t imagine my life without you.”

Her hands flew to her mouth, her eyes shimmering with tears. For a second, she was speechless, overwhelmed by the love in his gaze, by the sheer sincerity in his words.

Then, with a teary laugh, she nodded vigorously. “Yes! A thousand times, yes!”

Yeonjun let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, slipping the ring onto her finger before pulling her into his arms. As they held each other, the autumn leaves danced around them, as if celebrating their love.

What he didn’t know was that she had a surprise of her own. For the past year, she had secretly continued learning Korean, eager to impress his parents when she finally met them. She imagined the way their faces would light up, the warmth in their welcome as she spoke their language, proving how much she wanted to be part of his world.

But fate had other plans.

***

The day she was finally supposed to meet Yeonjun’s parents, her heart pounded with excitement. She had envisioned this moment countless times—his mother smiling proudly as she spoke Korean, his father nodding in approval. She had rehearsed her words over and over.

As she and Yeonjun sat in front of his laptop, waiting for the video call to connect, she squeezed his hand. He gave her a reassuring smile, but she could sense his tension.

The screen flickered to life, revealing his parents sitting in an elegant study.

His mother’s eyes widened slightly when she saw her. His father remained expressionless.

Mother, Father,” Yeonjun greeted in Korean. “This is-”

“Hello. I’m Audi. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she said, interrupting him, bowing her head slightly. 

His mother blinked in surprise. His father’s brows furrowed.

You speak Korean?” his mother asked, surprised. Yeonjun was surprised also since he didn’t teach her much to be able to form full sentences.

She must have been learning on her own,” he thought, proudly. 

She smiled softly. “Yes. I wanted to learn… to understand and respect your culture.”

His mother exchanged a look with his father before nodding. “That is… unexpected.”

They asked her a few polite questions—about her family, her job, her life in America. She answered as best as she could in Korean, and although his mother seemed somewhat intrigued, his father remained distant.

After a few minutes, his father cleared his throat. “We would like to speak with our son privately now.”

Yeonjun frowned. “Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of her.”

His mother’s voice was gentle but firm. “Please, Yeonjun.”

She placed a hand on his arm. “It’s okay,” she said softly. “I’ll wait outside.”

Reluctantly, Yeonjun nodded.

She stepped out of the room, but as she closed the door behind her, their voices carried through the thin walls. She hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, but when she heard her name, she froze.

This engagement must be called off.”

Her heart stilled.

You are the firstborn—you cannot marry a foreigner.”

Her breath hitched.

You are blinded by love,” his mother added. “We’ve already arranged a suitable match for you.”

Her stomach dropped. Just last night, she had watched a video about this very tradition—firstborns bound by duty to marry within their culture. She had dismissed it, confident in Yeonjun’s love.

But now, doubt seeped into her bones like poison.

“I’m tearing him away from his family.” She thought, “I’m causing a rift between him and his parents.”

Inside the room, Yeonjun’s chair scraped against the floor as he abruptly stood. His voice, usually calm and steady, was filled with anger.

This is ridiculous! I love her. Nothing you say will change that.”

His father’s tone was firm, unwavering. “You have responsibilities, Yeonjun. Love is fleeting, but family is forever.”

His mother sighed. “We are only thinking of your future.”

Yeonjun let out a bitter laugh. “My future? Or the future you’ve decided for me?”

His father’s voice turned cold. “You don’t understand now, but one day, you will.”

No, Father,” Yeonjun snapped. “What I understand is that the two people who raised me—the ones who taught me to be my own person—are now the ones trying to take away my happiness.”

His mother’s voice softened. “We are not taking away your happiness, Yeonjun. We are protecting you from a mistake.”

Loving her is not a mistake,” he growled. “Let me guess—your ‘suitable match’ is someone wealthy, someone connected, someone you can parade around in your social circles? Have you even considered what I want?”

His father sighed. “This conversation is over. You know what is expected of you.”

Outside the door, she stood frozen, tears silently streaming down her face.

She couldn’t bear to be the reason he lost everything.

She had heard the anger in his voice, the pain in his words. And though he fought for her, she knew he was torn. She couldn’t let him lose his family, his future, for her.

***

That night, she packed her luggage —the same luggage she was supposed to take to Korea with him the next day. 

She stood by the bed watching him sleep, his peaceful expression a stark contrast to the chaos she felt inside. 

She couldn’t wake him. She couldn’t hurt him any more than she already had.

With a trembling hand, she carefully packed her belongings, moving quietly as she took the engagement ring from her finger and set it on the nightstand beside her side of the bed. A note lay beside the ring.  

She paused one last time before leaving, casting one final glance at the man she loved more than anything.

And with that, she stepped into the night, her heart heavy as she left, knowing she had made the hardest decision of her life.

When Yeonjun awoke, he looked around to see that Audi wasn’t in bed. As he was looking he caught a shine of something on the nightstand. He got up from bed and walked to it.

Then he saw it—the note, the ring.

With shaking fingers, he unfolded the paper.

Yeonjun, my love,

I can’t be the reason you lose your family. They love you, and I won’t stand in the way of that.

I will always cherish the memories we made, but I can’t walk this path with you.

I love you too much to make you choose.

Goodbye.

His breath came in sharp, shallow gasps. The walls felt like they were closing in.

“No,” he whispered, gripping the paper so tightly his knuckles turned white. “No. No. NO!”

His knees buckled as he collapsed onto the floor, silent sobs shaking his entire body.

She was gone.

And it was his parents’ fault.

Next Day

The next day, he boarded his flight to Korea, but he was no longer the man he once was.

His parents noticed it immediately. The cheerful, loving Yeonjun had disappeared, replaced by someone cold, distant. He worked tirelessly, but there was no joy in his success.

Young man, you should take a break,” his mother suggested one evening at dinner.

Yeonjun placed his chopsticks down with a sharp click. “Breaks are for people who have something to look forward to.” His voice was devoid of warmth.

His father sighed. “Yeonjun, we—

You got what you wanted,” Yeonjun cut him off. “Your obedient son. Your perfect heir.” His gaze was hollow. “But don’t expect to see him smile again.”

His parents exchanged a look of regret.

They had won the battle.

But they had lost their son.

***

Months later, desperate to undo their mistake, Yeonjun’s parents discreetly reached out to the American branch of their company, inquiring about the woman who had once held their son’s heart.

When they found her, she was thriving—excelling in her role, respected by her colleagues, and steadily climbing the corporate ladder.

One afternoon, her supervisor called her into the office with an unexpected offer.

“We’ve been reviewing your work, and the executives are highly impressed,” they said. “There’s an opening for Manager of Overseas Sales at our Seoul headquarters. We believe you’d be a perfect fit.”

She froze. “Seoul?”

Her supervisor nodded. “It’s a prestigious opportunity. A step up in your career. Plus, you’re the only one here who speaks Korean fluently. That would be a huge advantage in handling business with our headquarters.”

Her heart pounded. Seoul meant Yeonjun. And Yeonjun meant pain.

But… this was the kind of opportunity she had dreamed of.

She clenched her hands, debating. Seoul is a big city. It’s unlikely I’ll even run into him.

Taking a deep breath, she met her supervisor’s gaze and nodded. “I accept.”

Little did she know—fate wasn’t done with them yet.

And neither was Yeonjun.

***

The moment her plane touched down in Seoul, she reminded herself why she was here. This is about my career. Nothing else.

Her days at the company were filled with back-to-back meetings, managing overseas sales, and learning the ins and outs of the Seoul branch. Everything was going smoothly—until the day she ran into him.

It happened in the hallway near the executive offices.

She had been reviewing a report on her tablet when she turned a corner—and collided straight into someone’s chest.

“Ah, I’m sorry—” She looked up, and her breath caught in her throat.

Yeonjun.

He had changed. The warmth in his eyes was gone, replaced by something colder, more distant. His usual playful smirk was absent, his expression unreadable.

For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air between them thick with unsaid words.

“…You’re here,” Yeonjun finally said, his voice quiet but sharp.

She swallowed hard. “I didn’t know you worked in this part of the building.”

His eyes darkened. “Did you think you’d never see me?”

She clenched her fists. “Seoul is a big city.”

“Not big enough,” he murmured.

The silence stretched painfully until Yeonjun finally scoffed. “So, what? You ran away, and now you’re back like nothing happened?”

Her breath hitched. “I didn’t run away—”

“Didn’t you?” He let out a bitter chuckle. “You left without a word. Just a note. Do you have any idea what that did to me?”

She opened her mouth, but no words came.

His eyes searched hers, waiting for something—an answer, an apology, anything. When she remained silent, he exhaled sharply and stepped around her.

“Welcome to Seoul,” he said coldly before walking away.

She stood frozen in place, her heart aching.

Later that evening, she received an unexpected invitation.

“Mrs. Choi wants to have tea with me?” she murmured, reading the message.

Her fingers hovered over the phone. Part of her wanted to refuse, but curiosity—and maybe a little hope—won out.

The next afternoon, she arrived at an upscale tea house, her stomach in knots.

Mrs. Choi sat gracefully at a private table, her expression softer than before.

Thank you for coming,” she said, pouring a cup of tea.

She hesitated before sitting across from her. “I was surprised by your invitation.”

Mrs. Choi sighed, looking down at her hands. “I owe you an apology.”

She blinked in shock.

We were wrong,” Mrs. Choi admitted. “My husband and I… we thought we were protecting our son. But all we did was destroy his happiness.”

She swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper. “He… seems different.”

Mrs. Choi’s eyes filled with regret. “He’s not the same. He used to laugh so much, talk about you endlessly. Now, he buries himself in work. He doesn’t smile like he used to.” She paused, then added, “It’s our fault.”

There was a long silence before Mrs. Choi reached into her bag and pulled out a small, familiar box.

It was the engagement ring.

Her heart clenched.

We want you to have another chance,” Mrs. Choi said gently. “To fix what we broke.”

She looked at the ring, her emotions a storm inside her.

“I don’t know if he’ll even listen to me,” she admitted.

Mrs. Choi gave a small smile. “You won’t know unless you try.”

***

For days, she debated. Should she try? Or was it too late?

Fate made the decision for her.

One evening, after a long meeting, she found Yeonjun standing on the rooftop of the office building, staring out at the Seoul skyline.

She hesitated before going to him. “Yeonjun.”

He turned, his expression guarded. “What do you want?”

She took a deep breath. “To talk. To explain.”

His jaw clenched. “What’s there to explain? You left.”

“I left because I thought I was protecting you,” she said, her voice trembling. “I heard what your parents said that night. I didn’t want to be the reason you lost your family.”

His eyes flickered with something—pain, anger, longing. “And did it ever cross your mind that I would’ve chosen you anyway?”

Tears welled in her eyes. “I didn’t want you to have to choose.”

Yeonjun let out a shaky breath, running a hand through his hair. “Do you know how much I hated them for what they did? How much I hated myself for not fighting harder?”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I thought I was doing the right thing.”

He exhaled, looking at her for a long time before shaking his head. “You were always trying to protect me… even from myself.”

A small, sad smile formed on her lips. “Your mother gave this back to me.” She opened her palm, revealing the engagement ring.

Yeonjun stared at it, his expression unreadable.

“Do you still—” She hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper. “Do you still want me?”

Silence hung between them.

Then, in one swift motion, Yeonjun stepped forward and took the ring and placed it on her finger before pulling her into his arms.

His voice was raw when he whispered against her hair. “I never stopped.”

Her arms wrapped around him, holding on tightly. “Neither did I.”

For the first time in a long time, Yeonjun felt warmth return to his heart.

And this time, he wasn’t letting go.

 

 

 

Chapter 80: Jungkook

Summary:

I’m finally doing BTS Jungkook one! Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Cyniah should’ve known something was wrong when her half-sister Marina offered to take her out for a “makeup” night.

One drink was all it took.

Drugged and dizzy, Cyniah barely registered being taken to a luxury hotel room—where Marina had arranged for her to be sexually assaulted by a wealthy older man as revenge. But fate had other plans.

That same night, Jungkook Jeon—CEO of Jeon Enterprises and one of the most powerful men in Asia—was drugged at a gala by a business rival. Disoriented and weak, he was helped into the wrong room. That room.

Barely conscious on the bed, he didn’t know a woman had been left beside him, also drugged, also unknowing. And yet in the haze of confusion and vulnerability, something real happened. Something unexpected.

They found each other in the dark—two strangers lost in blurred reality.

It wasn’t violent. It wasn’t cold. It was messy, heated, and raw. Words were slurred, names forgotten, faces never seen.

But there was one thing Jungkook did notice—a heart-shaped birthmark low on the woman’s back. He touched it with reverence, something about it anchoring him in the chaos.

And then morning came.

Jungkook woke first. He turned to see the girl still sleeping, her hair shielding her face. He moved to brush it away—to finally see her—but his phone rang. His flight for Europe was leaving in an hour. Five years of expansion waited for no one.

With no time, no name, and no face, he left one thing behind: a silver ring, his mother’s.

“I’ll find you,” he whispered before walking away.

Cyniah woke up to an empty room and aching confusion. She didn’t remember his face. Just fragments: his voice, the warmth of his touch, the way his hands lingered gently on her back.

She didn’t feel violated—but she didn’t feel whole either. And then she saw it.

A ring on the nightstand.

She clutched it as her lifeline—proof that she hadn’t been thrown away like Marina wanted. That something about that night meant something.

But Marina had been watching.

She burst in, saw the ring, and snapped. “That’s mine.”

Cyniah shook her head, holding the ring to her chest. “No. He left it for me.”

Marina slapped it out of her hand and snatched it up. “You don’t even remember him. But I do. And he’s mine.”

Weeks later, the test was positive.

Pregnant.

Her father flew into a rage. “You brought shame into this house. Either get rid of it or get out.”

Cyniah left—with nothing but a growing baby and a haunting memory of a man whose face she never saw.

Five years later…

Jungkook returned to Korea, the world at his feet—but still haunted by her. The woman with the heart-shaped birthmark. He’d searched everywhere. Hotel records. Surveillance. Nothing. Not even a name.

Until he saw Marina at a business gala.

Wearing the ring.

“You’re that girl from that night,” he said to her.

“Yes, I was the girl,” she lied. 

Desperate to believe he wasn’t chasing a ghost, Jungkook allowed her into his life—announcing their engagement.

But something never felt right. Her touch, her voice, the way she recoiled when he reached for her back, which he didn’t know why. No connection. No spark.

Meanwhile, life hadn’t been easy for Cyniah.

Working long hours as a waitress, juggling shifts and side gigs, she barely made enough to cover rent and her son’s preschool fees. But she endured it all for one reason: her little boy, Rowon. His big brown eyes and grin just like the man from that night. The child who gave her purpose… and who had her father’s eyes.

She never spoke about that night. Never let herself wonder what might’ve been if things had been different.

But fate wasn’t done with her yet.

One rainy afternoon, while balancing trays during a busy lunch shift, the restaurant’s doors opened—and in walked her.

Marina.

Draped in designer fashion and walking like the world belonged to her.

Right beside her stood a tall, impeccably dressed man. Cold. Commanding. Striking. Jeon Jungkook.

Cyniah didn’t recognize him—not from the shadows of that night five years ago. But the second Jungkook looked at her, he froze.

Something about her voice. Her posture. Her aura. And when he spotted the little paper flower her daughter had stuffed into her apron that morning—his chest tightened.

Before he could say anything, Marina spoke first.

“Ugh, you work here?” Her tone was cutting, cruel. “Figures. Still clinging to scraps, I see.”

Cyniah bit her tongue, used to Marina’s jabs—but Jungkook noticed the tension in her shoulders. He watched as Marina continued to belittle her, loud enough that customers turned their heads.

The manager stepped in, more worried about the “important guests” than his employee. “You’re dismissed for the day, Cyniah.”

She tried to argue, her voice cracking. “Please—I can’t afford to lose this job. My son—”

“No excuses,” the manager barked.

Cyniah ran into the back, tears stinging her eyes. She couldn’t lose this job. Not when her son’s preschool tuition was due. Not when rent was already late.

Moments later, someone knocked gently on the breakroom door.

It was Jungkook.

“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “For what my… fiancée said to you. She was out of line.”

Cyniah blinked, unsure how to respond. Her pride burned, but her situation was dire.

He hesitated, then added, “I’d like to offer you a position at my company. To make things right.”

She laughed bitterly. “I didn’t go to college. I have no degree. Unless you have a janitor job or something—”

“I do,” he said without flinching. “And if that’s what you’re comfortable with, it’s yours. Full pay. Full benefits.”

Her eyes widened.

“Why would you do that?”

He didn’t answer right away. Because he didn’t know how to explain the way her presence twisted something inside him. How she looked like a memory he couldn’t touch. How the way her eyes shone when she mentioned her son felt familiar.

“I believe in second chances,” he said finally. “For both of us.”

She agreed, though cautiously. And when she left the restaurant with a job offer in hand, she didn’t see the way Jungkook’s eyes lingered, not on her face, but just beneath her collar, where the fabric of her shirt shifted… revealing the faint curve of a heart-shaped birthmark.

***

It had been a long, gray afternoon when Jungkook’s driver took a wrong turn near the city’s new community initiative site. The detour landed them beside a quiet neighborhood and, unexpectedly, a quaint preschool tucked between a library and an old chapel.

Jungkook stepped out of the car to take a call, needing air after a draining board meeting. The sky threatened more rain, but what caught his attention wasn’t the weather—it was the sudden, bright splash of yellow darting across the playground.

A little boy in rain boots was crouched beside a puddle, poking at something soggy and folded.

A paper airplane.

Jungkook might’ve looked away—just another curious kid in the city—but then the boy slipped and landed with a loud splat, right in the middle of the puddle.

He didn’t cry. Not really. He just sat there and muttered, “Well, now I’m extra wet.”

Jungkook couldn’t help himself.

He walked over, spotting the gate slightly ajar. He slipped through and approached slowly.

“Hey,” he called out, his voice low and careful. “Need some help?”

The boy turned, startled, but not afraid. His big brown eyes were wide, his cheeks blotched pink from the cold, and his dinosaur hoodie clung to his damp hair.

“My plane’s all broken,” he said solemnly, holding up the limp, waterlogged paper.

Jungkook crouched beside him. “Looks like it crash-landed.”

The boy gave a tiny nod. “I wanted it to fly all the way to the moon.”

“Well,” Jungkook said, offering his hand, “astronauts crash sometimes, too. But they always get back up.”

Small fingers slipped into his.

Once on his feet, the boy looked up at Jungkook with a curious squint. “You’re tall.”

“You’re soaked,” Jungkook teased, brushing wet grass off the boy’s sleeves.

The boy giggled. “I’m Rowon.”

Jungkook’s smile softened. “Nice to meet you, Rowon. I’m Jungkook.”

“Mr. Jungkook?”

“If you like.”

Rowon tilted his head, squinting again. “Are you one of those fancy office guys?”

“I guess I am.”

“My mommy says fancy office guys drink too much coffee and forget to smile.”

That drew a genuine laugh out of Jungkook—sharp and sudden, like something waking up in his chest.

Rowon grinned wider, pleased. “You’re not scary. You helped me.”

He roamed through his pocket and pulled out  a wrinkled sticker in his palm. It was shaped like a lightning bolt.

“This is for you,” he said solemnly. “To say thank you.”

Jungkook accepted it slowly, heart tugging in a way he didn’t expect. “Thanks, little man. I’ll put it on my laptop.”

Rowon stepped closer again, studying his face with childlike intensity. “You look like someone I saw in a picture. But I don’t remember where.”

Jungkook blinked, startled. “Yeah?”

Rowon nodded. “Maybe my mommy knows.”

Before Jungkook could ask anything else, a teacher appeared around the corner.

Her eyes widened, wary. “Rowon? Who’s this?”

Rowon turned, unfazed. “This is Mr. Jungkook! He helped me when I fell.”

Jungkook straightened. “I didn’t mean to intrude. I just saw him fall and—”

The teacher relaxed, though her eyes still scanned him carefully. “His mother should be here any minute. She’s very punctual.”

Jungkook glanced at the street.

For a reason he couldn’t explain, he wanted to stay. Wanted to see her—this woman who had raised a boy this funny, this bright, this warm.

Then, his phone buzzed, but he declined the call and decided to stay.

***

Cyniah walked to the preschool gate, a small umbrella in hand and tension in her shoulders despite the warm smile she forced onto her face. The rain had passed, leaving behind that clean, earthy scent she’d always associated with fresh starts. She needed one of those. Desperately.

The front doors opened.

 Then she saw her world. 

Rowon came bounding out in his muddy yellow rain boots, a wide grin plastered on his face as he tugged the hand of a tall man beside him.

Cyniah’s smile faltered.

Jungkook.

Her breath caught in her throat.

The two of them—her son and this striking man in a dark charcoal coat—looked oddly in sync. Like they belonged in the same picture.

“Mommy!” Rowon called out joyfully. “This is Mr. Jungkook! He helped me when I fell! And he found my backpack! And he said my kicks could scare a T-Rex!”

Cyniah’s heart thudded against her ribs.

Jungkook stood still for a beat, caught off guard by her presence. She looked different under daylight. Familiar, but still unknown.

“Your son’s got a good right foot,” Jungkook said gently, crouching next to Rowon again. “He launched a ball right into my shin. Didn’t even flinch.”

Rowon beamed, leaning against him like he’d known him forever. “He didn’t even cry!”

Cyniah managed a breathy laugh, though her voice wavered. “Rowon, baby, you can’t just go hugging strangers.”

“But he’s not a stranger,” Rowon said innocently, throwing his arms around Jungkook again. “He’s my friend. He even took my paper airplane out of a puddle.”

Jungkook smiled—softly this time. His hands moved around the boy as if they knew the shape of him.

As if this meant something.

Cyniah stepped forward, eyes flicking between them. “Thank you,” she said, trying to hold herself together. “Really. I don’t know how to—”

“No thanks needed,” Jungkook replied, standing now, his eyes locked on hers.

But his gaze kept flicking back to Rowon.

The child’s smile.

His laugh.

His eyes.

The weight of a realization started to press against Jungkook’s chest. He didn’t know this woman. He didn’t remember her face from that night.

But that boy…

That boy had his eyes.

His nose.

And something deeper—something that made Jungkook’s heart twist in a way he couldn’t explain.

“Rowon,” Jungkook said slowly, crouching one more time. “Do you like school?”

Rowon nodded. “But sometimes the snacks are gross. Mommy packs better ones.”

Jungkook chuckled. “She sounds like a superhero.”

“She is,” Rowon said with absolute certainty.

Cyniah swallowed the lump in her throat. “Come on, baby, let’s go home.”

Rowon waved as he skipped ahead toward their old car, humming a tune he made up on the spot.

Jungkook didn’t move.

“He’s a good kid,” he said quietly.

“He’s everything,” Cyniah replied.

Jungkook turned to her. “How old is he?”

She hesitated. “Four. Almost five.”

His jaw clenched.

Five years ago.

Their eyes met again, and this time, the air between them was no longer polite or awkward—it was charged. Unspoken truths buzzing beneath the surface.

Cyniah couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

But Jungkook could feel it in his bones.

Maybe he wasn’t just looking at a child.

Maybe he was looking at his child.

***

Cyniah’s nerves were tangled in knots as she stepped into the towering building of Jeon Enterprises. She kept her head down, dressed modestly, ready to start her janitorial duties. She didn’t expect special treatment—she just needed the job. For her son.

But fate had a twisted sense of humor.

Because the second she entered the staff locker room, a familiar, poisonous voice slithered through the air.

“Well, well, well. Look who got herself a pity job.”

Cyniah turned slowly. Marina was standing there in a sharp pencil skirt and expensive heels, holding a clipboard like she owned the floor. Her smirk was venomous.

“You work here?” Cyniah asked, stunned.

“Of course,” Marina sneered. “Executive coordinator to the CEO. I guess we’re coworkers now—kind of.” She looked her up and down. “Though I guess you’ll be mopping floors while I’m preparing contracts.”

Cyniah didn’t respond. She wouldn’t give Marina the satisfaction.

But the bullying began almost instantly.

By lunch, someone had “accidentally” spilled an iced coffee on her shirt, the cold liquid soaking her chest and clinging to her skin. Marina watched from the hallway, laughing behind her hand.

“Oops,” one of Marina’s minions said sweetly. “You can’t walk around like that. The CEO’s office is empty right now—just change your shirt in there. Here, I even found a spare.”

Cyniah hesitated.

But the embarrassment was too much. Her shirt clung to her body, and she felt like a joke. Reluctantly, she took the spare shirt and walked to the CEO’s office, assuming it was truly empty.

The office was cold, sleek, and silent.

She stepped inside and closed the door.

Quickly, she reached for the spare shirt and pulled her stained one over her head. As the fabric lifted, her back was exposed—along with the heart-shaped birthmark low near her shoulder blade.

The office door suddenly clicked open.

“Cyniah?” came a voice—his voice.

She gasped and spun around, clutching the clean shirt to her chest, her face flushed. “I—I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—!”

But Jungkook wasn’t listening.

His eyes were locked on the one thing that had haunted him for five years.

The birthmark.

His heart slammed into his ribs.

It was her.

She was the woman from that night. The faceless memory that had lived in his bones. The woman he thought he’d lost forever.

Cyniah froze under his gaze, still holding the shirt. “Please don’t fire me. Someone said I could change in here—I didn’t mean—”

“Where did you get that mark?” he asked, voice low, controlled—but shaken.

She blinked. “What?”

“That mark. On your back.”

Her fingers tightened around the fabric. “I was born with it.”

Jungkook stepped closer, almost in disbelief. “You don’t remember me, do you?”

She shook her head slowly, confusion written all over her face. “Should I?”

His chest ached.

She didn’t know.

She truly didn’t know who he was.

But he did now.

The girl he had searched for… the girl he had left a ring for… the mother of the child who shared his eyes…

Was standing right in front of him.

Wearing the wrong shirt.

In the wrong job.

And his engaged—at least publicly—to the wrong woman.

***

Jungkook couldn’t sleep that night.

He sat alone in his penthouse apartment, the city lights stretching beyond the windows, untouched dinner going cold on the table.

The image of that heart-shaped birthmark burned behind his eyes. The way Cyniah had looked at him—apologetic, vulnerable, completely unaware of what she meant to him—made his chest ache.

It was her.

It had always been her.

And somehow, Marina had known.

The realization was like a knife to the gut.

She’d known.

He stood, pacing the length of his office, his jaw clenched as memories clicked into place: the way Marina had intercepted every private investigation he launched. The subtle deflections. Her sudden obsession with getting close to him after that night.

It wasn’t just coincidence.

She’d buried the truth. 

And she’d used him.

A rage he hadn’t felt in years simmered just beneath his skin.

But this wasn’t about revenge.

It was about Rowon.

And Cyniah.

The woman who had somehow raised his son with grace and grit, working herself raw in janitorial shifts just to make ends meet. And still, she had looked at him that day in the office not with demands or bitterness—but fear that she might be fired for something she didn’t cause.

She didn’t know her worth.

But he did.

And he was going to earn his place in her life—and Rowon’s—no matter how long it took.

The next morning, Jungkook arrived at the office before anyone else. He personally reviewed the building’s employee cameras. Sure enough, Marina had been planning for Cyniah to get fired and bullying her. 

Marina hadn’t expected that backdoor to work.

And now she was paying for it.

By noon, Jungkook called her into his office.

She walked in with a perfect smile and a designer bag, swaying her hips with practiced poise. “You called, babe?”

He didn’t answer.

He simply turned the laptop on his desk around.

The screen showed footage—grainy but clear—from a hallway security camera. It captured the moment Marina’s assistant handed Cyniah the iced coffee. Moments later, the “accidental” spill, followed by hushed giggles.

Marina’s smile faltered.

“Care to explain that?” Jungkook asked coldly.

She crossed her arms. “It was just a joke. Office girls can be so sensitive.”

“She’s not an office girl. She’s the mother of my son.”

Marina’s mouth dropped open.

Jungkook’s stare was ice. “You’ve been lying to me for years. But it ends now.”

From that day forward, everything changed.

Cyniah noticed it first in small ways. A pair of cleaning gloves replaced with a newer, better-fitting set. Her broken locker suddenly fixed. A new pair of shoes for Rowon left anonymously at the preschool—perfect size, favorite color.

Then came the emails.

Simple notes from Mr. Jeon’s office asking if she was available to help coordinate new eco-friendly cleaning vendors. An odd task for a janitor—but she did it anyway. She needed the hours.

And then came lunch.

He invited her, gently, under the pretense of “thanking her for her help with the proposal.” She didn’t want to go at first—but Rowon encouraged her.

“He’s nice, Mommy,” he said, swinging his legs under the breakfast table. “And he likes dinosaurs, too.”

So she went.

They sat in the executive cafeteria, an odd pairing—him in a sleek black suit, her in borrowed heels and a blouse that still had the tag stitched into the side seam.

But he didn’t look at her like she was out of place.

He asked questions. Listened. Watched the way she smiled when she talked about Rowon, the way her voice changed when she spoke about struggling—but never giving up.

And every second made him fall deeper.

But he didn’t say anything. Not yet.

He needed her to choose him.

Not because he was Rowon’s father.

Not because he was a CEO.

But because she wanted him in their lives.

And when the time came to tell her the truth—about the night they met, the missing ring, the birthmark, everything—he would.

But not until she knew he saw her.

Really saw her.

And he wouldn’t stop until she saw him, 

***

Cyniah hadn’t expected anything after the awkward moment in his office.

If anything, she thought she’d be fired.

But instead… things began to shift.

She was still cleaning floors, still clocking in before sunrise and leaving just before dusk—but every time she turned a corner, she felt watched. Not in a creepy way. More like… protected.

It started with the mop closet.

She used to dread opening it—always short on supplies, half of it broken or cheap. But one morning, she found new equipment. Upgraded. Organized. And labeled—for Cyniah only.

Then the elevators.

Twice, she’d tried to use the service lift and found it mysteriously “under maintenance,” forcing her to use the executive one. Both times, Jungkook was already inside.

Coincidence?

Maybe.

But what really threw her off was the lunch.

He’d invited her—personally. Not through some assistant. Not through a company memo. He showed up outside the supply room with a quiet smile and two boxed lunches from her favorite café across the street.

“How did you know I liked chicken kimbap?” she asked, eyeing the label on the bag.

He gave a small shrug. “Just a hunch.”

Cyniah didn’t believe in hunches. Or miracles. Life had taught her to be careful with both.

But when he asked how Rowon was doing—and listened, really listened—she found herself softening.

Still, her guard stayed up.

Why was the CEO of Jeon Enterprises asking her how preschool drop-off went?

Why did he look at her like he knew her?

By the third week, it wasn’t just his attention that unnerved her—it was how much he already seemed to understand her son.

One morning, she dropped Rowon off and found a sleek new backpack hanging on his cubby. Dinosaur-themed, of course. Cyniah frowned.

“Did someone leave this here for you?”

Rowon grinned. “Mr. Jungkook did! He said I needed a new one ‘cause mine was ripping.”

“Rowon…” she began cautiously. “You shouldn’t take gifts from grown-ups without asking Mommy first.”

“But Mr. Jungkook isn’t just a grown-up. He’s my friend.”

Cyniah’s stomach twisted.

Rowon didn’t warm up to people easily. But Jungkook? It was like they shared some invisible thread.

She thought of the way they laughed together. The way Rowon ran into his arms without hesitation. And once, just once, she’d caught Jungkook looking at her son like… like he was seeing a miracle.

Like he knew.

But that wasn’t possible.

Was it?

Later that week, she was emptying the trash on the executive floor when she heard his voice through the cracked conference door.

“No more meetings on Tuesday afternoons,” he said firmly. “I’m picking someone up from school.”

A pause. Then his assistant’s confused voice. “Sir… I thought you didn’t have children.”

Another pause.

Then Jungkook’s quiet, decisive reply:

“I didn’t. Until recently.”

Cyniah froze outside the door, heart thundering in her chest.

She backed away slowly, the trash bag forgotten.

Her hands shook.

No. No way.

But her heart was already racing ahead of her logic.

She’d always wondered about Rowon’s eyes—dark and thoughtful, lashes like velvet, curious beyond his years.

And she’d never remembered the man from that night five years ago.

Not fully.

Just shadows. A ring she’d woken up to. The echo of a voice that made her feel safe.

She thought it was all a dream.

But what if it wasn’t?

What if that voice…

What if that man…

Was Jungkook?

***

Jungkook stood in his office long after the building had emptied for the night.

City lights blinked beyond the windows. His tie was loose around his neck, two buttons undone, but he hadn’t moved from the spot since the moment he made the decision.

He was going to tell her.

He had to.

No more hiding behind convenient silence or Marina’s manipulations. No more pretending Rowon was just a curious kid who reminded him of someone. He knew now. He’d known since that day in the rain-soaked schoolyard. And seeing Cyniah in his office, wearing that birthmark, had only confirmed what his heart already screamed.

That was his son.

Their son.

And she didn’t know.

Because someone had made sure she never would.

Jungkook clenched his jaw, staring down at the tiny star sticker still tucked into the corner of his desk drawer. Rowon had given it to him with such trust, such unfiltered affection. He’d smiled up at Jungkook like he was already someone important.

And Cyniah…

God, the way she looked at him now. Wary. Grateful. Unsure.

He didn’t blame her. Why would she trust him?

Especially with Marina still weaving her venom around the office, clinging to the illusion that she was his fiancée. An illusion he now saw as nothing but smoke and strings.

The lies had gone too far.

It was time to cut them.

He made his move the next morning.

Not with grand speeches or sudden revelations—but with intention.

He asked Cyniah to meet him in the rooftop garden during her break. No assistants. No staff. Just them.

She arrived ten minutes late, clearly hesitant, wiping her hands on the hem of her simple blouse. The wind played with her curls, and she looked more like a painting than she probably realized.

“Is something wrong?” she asked, voice cautious. “Did I do something?”

“No,” Jungkook said quickly. “You’ve done nothing wrong. I just… I wanted to talk to you.”

She nodded, but didn’t sit.

Jungkook swallowed hard. “You probably don’t remember much about the night we met.”

Cyniah blinked. “What… night?”

He exhaled slowly, trying to control the trembling in his chest. “Five years ago. There was a storm. A gala at the Grand Nara Hotel. You had on a silver dress. We… we spent the night together.”

Her brows pinched slightly in confusion—then flickered with the faintest trace of something. Uncertainty. Memory.

“I don’t—I mean, maybe. I remember waking up alone.”

“I left before you woke up. I’m sorry. I thought… I thought I was doing the right thing.” His voice cracked slightly. “I left something behind. A ring. I hoped it would be enough.”

Cyniah’s lips parted. “I thought I dreamed that.”

“You didn’t,” Jungkook said. “And I’ve been looking for you ever since.”

She was silent, processing.

And then he dropped the final piece.

“Rowon,” he whispered. “He’s mine, isn’t he?”

Tears welled in her eyes before she could stop them.

“I didn’t know,” she breathed. “I swear, I didn’t know who you were. I didn’t even remember your face. I just… raised him the best I could.”

“You’ve done more than that,” he said gently. “He’s smart. Brave. Kind. That’s you, Cyniah.”

She looked away, overwhelmed.

“I want to be in his life,” Jungkook said, stepping closer but not touching her. “Not just because I might be his father—but because I already feel like I am. I want to protect him. And you.”

She looked at him finally—really looked at him.

And for the first time, there was no wall between them.

Just a fragile, painful truth hanging in the air.

And the start of something neither of them could name yet.

***

Rowon sat cross-legged on the rug in Jungkook’s apartment, a coloring book open in front of him. His tongue poked out in concentration as he filled in the spines of a stegosaurus, completely unaware of the heavy silence between the two adults nearby.

Cyniah’s hands twisted nervously in her lap. Jungkook sat beside her, knees bouncing.

They had talked for hours the night before—about timing, about fear, about love. Cyniah hadn’t said no when he offered to be in Rowon’s life… but she hadn’t said yes yet either.

Now, they were about to tell him.

“Rowon?” Cyniah said softly.

He looked up immediately. “Yeah, Mommy?”

She glanced at Jungkook and nodded slightly.

He scooted forward on the floor, closer to the boy. “Hey, buddy. Can I talk to you about something important?”

Rowon set his crayon down. “Are you moving away?”

“No,” Jungkook said quickly. “Nothing like that. I’m… actually hoping I can be around more. If you want me to.”

Rowon blinked. “Like… come to my school plays?”

“Yes,” Jungkook smiled. “And maybe more than that. Maybe… a lot more.”

Rowon glanced between them, confusion beginning to cloud his little face. “Why?”

Jungkook looked to Cyniah, who leaned forward and gently cupped her son’s cheek.

“Remember how you always asked about your dad?” she said softly. “And I told you I didn’t know who he was?”

Rowon nodded, his eyes wide.

“Well… now I do,” she said, her voice wobbling slightly. “We do.”

Rowon turned his gaze to Jungkook.

“You?” he asked, small and uncertain.

Jungkook’s throat tightened. He nodded. “Yeah, kiddo. I’m your dad.”

There was a beat of stunned silence.

Rowon’s nose scrunched. “But… I already have a dad.”

Jungkook’s heart dropped—but then Rowon added, “It’s you. You already feel like my dad. Even before Mommy said it.”

A breath escaped Jungkook like a punch to the gut.

Cyniah covered her mouth with her hand.

Rowon crawled into Jungkook’s lap with the same ease he always had—no hesitation, no fear—and wrapped his arms around his neck.

“Do I get to call you Daddy now?” he whispered.

Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut, holding the boy close.

“If you want to,” he murmured into Rowon’s curls. “I’d be honored.”

Rowon pulled back just enough to look him in the eye.

“I saved my best dinosaur drawing. I was gonna give it to you anyway.”

Jungkook laughed wetly, tears slipping down his cheek.

“I love you,” Rowon said simply. Like it was the easiest thing in the world.

And for Jungkook, it was the most impossible dream come true.

***

 One Year Later

The sun was golden and soft as it filtered through the leaves in the park. Laughter danced on the breeze—children chasing bubbles, parents chatting on benches, and the gentle hum of a life that had finally found its rhythm.

Cyniah sat on a picnic blanket, leaning back into Jungkook’s chest as his arms circled her waist. Her head rested against his shoulder, her eyes closed in peace. A diamond glinted on her finger—elegant and simple, chosen not for its price, but for its meaning.

“Mommy! Daddy! Look what I made!” Rowon’s voice rang out, full of pride and energy.

They both turned to see him barreling toward them, holding a lopsided paper crown and wearing a cape made of napkins. “I’m King Dino today!”

Jungkook grinned and stood, lifting Rowon easily into his arms and twirling him around. “King Dino, huh? Then I guess I’m just your royal servant.”

“Nope,” Rowon said seriously, placing the paper crown on Jungkook’s head. “You’re King Dino Dad. That’s even cooler.”

Cyniah laughed, standing to join them. She pressed a kiss to Jungkook’s cheek, then smoothed Rowon’s messy curls.

In the past year, everything had changed—and yet, it all felt right.

Marina had been transferred to another branch after a thorough investigation. Her lies had finally caught up to her, and Jungkook had made it clear: his future wasn’t with power-hungry ambition. It was with the two people who had changed everything.

They’d taken their time—no whirlwind weddings or press announcements. Just healing. Just truth. Just love.

Cyniah returned to school part-time while still working evenings, and Jungkook supported her quietly, without making her feel small. They moved into a modest home just outside the city, where Rowon had his own room painted like a prehistoric jungle.

And every night, before bed, Jungkook knelt beside that little boy’s bed, kissed his forehead, and whispered, “I love you, my brave little dino.”

Because he had waited five years for this.

And now, finally, he was home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 81: Cha Eun-Woo

Summary:

Finally doing a Eunwoo one. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

Aasira had no idea why there was such a massive crowd in front of the department store. She had worked here for months, and never—not once—had she seen this level of chaos outside its doors. The entrance was completely blocked, swarmed by screaming fans waving signs, cameras flashing wildly.

She sighed, rolling her shoulders. She was already running late for her shift. “Alright, let’s do this the easy way.”

Trying to weave through the crowd, she tapped on shoulders and murmured quick, “Excuse me,” but no one budged. Instead, they shoved back, completely ignoring her existence. Someone’s elbow caught her in the ribs, and before she could steady herself, a sudden push from behind sent her sprawling onto the cold pavement.

Aasira sat there for a moment, stunned. Then her frustration bubbled over.

Screw patience.

She sprang to her feet, grabbed the nearest fan by the collar, and yanked them back. Another one by their hair. She shoved her way forward with sharp elbows and firm hands, sending people stumbling in all directions. The crowd finally started parting, some yelping in shock as she fought her way through.

When she finally reached the doors, she exhaled sharply and dusted herself off. Good thing Dad put me through all those martial arts classes. Years of taekwondo, karate, and countless other disciplines had given her the strength and skills to handle situations like this—though, admittedly, she hadn’t expected to use them to get to work.

The moment she stepped inside, two large bodyguards moved to block her path.

“Ma’am, you can’t just barge in like—”

She cut them off, already pulling out her employee badge. “I work here.”

The guards exchanged glances, then sighed and stepped aside. “Go ahead.”

As she strode past them, someone in the store had been watching the entire spectacle—Eunwoo, the famous celebrity, the reason for all the chaos outside. He had been sitting at the lounge area near the entrance, waiting for security to clear a path for him to leave. But instead, he had witnessed something far more interesting.

Aasira.

She was fearless, strong, and didn’t hesitate to use force when necessary. And somehow, despite the chaos, she looked effortlessly cool dusting herself off like nothing had happened.

A slow smirk spread across his lips. I have to meet her.

The next day, Eunwoo returned to the store, waiting for Aasira to take her break. When he finally saw her, he approached with that signature charming smile.

“You were amazing yesterday,” he said casually. “I’ve never seen someone handle a crowd like that.”

Aasira raised an eyebrow, sipping her coffee. “You must be the reason I got nearly trampled.”

He chuckled, unfazed. “Sorry about that. But seeing you in action gave me an idea—I need a bodyguard. And I want you.”

Aasira blinked, then let out a short laugh. “Not interested.”

Eunwoo tilted his head. “Why not?”

“Because I already have a job.” She motioned to her uniform. “And I don’t babysit celebrities.”

That should have been the end of it. But Eunwoo was persistent.

Day after day, he kept showing up. Sometimes he’d browse the store aimlessly, other times he’d buy unnecessary things just to have an excuse to be there. He’d casually strike up conversations, always bringing up his bodyguard proposal.

“I can pay well.”

“I don’t need your money.”

“You’d get to travel.”

“I like it here.”

“I could get you free concert tickets?”

“Not interested.”

But despite her refusals, Aasira found herself growing amused by his determination. He wasn’t as arrogant as she had assumed, and there was something oddly endearing about his persistence.

After weeks of his daily visits, she finally sighed in defeat. “Fine. I’ll take the job.”

Eunwoo grinned. “Really?”

She crossed her arms. “But on my terms.”

“Deal.” He extended a hand, and she shook it firmly.

Eunwoo had wanted a bodyguard. Instead, he had found something far more thrilling—someone who could challenge him. And as for Aasira? She had no idea what she was getting herself into.

***

From the moment Aasira agreed to be Eunwoo’s bodyguard, her life changed. She found herself attending events filled with flashing cameras, standing beside him as he greeted fans, and even traveling to different locations to ensure his safety. At first, it was just a job—nothing more. But Eunwoo had a way of making things difficult.

He was persistent, not just in getting her to work for him, but in getting under her skin.

During long security meetings, he’d nudge her playfully, whispering sarcastic comments just loud enough for her to hear. When she stood guard at the edge of a venue, arms crossed, he’d glance at her from the stage and flash her a grin, making it harder for her to keep a straight face.

“You know,” he mused one evening after an event, as they walked through a quiet corridor, “you’re the only person in my life who doesn’t treat me like a celebrity.”

Aasira glanced at him. “That’s because I don’t care about that stuff.”

He chuckled. “I know. That’s what makes you different.”

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t deny the warmth creeping up her neck.

Slowly, the lines between professional and personal blurred. Eunwoo started making excuses to spend more time with her outside of work—offering to grab late-night snacks together after events, insisting she join him in watching action movies for ‘training purposes,’ and even dragging her to amusement parks, claiming he needed protection on roller coasters.

“You’re really scared of these?” she teased, watching him grip the safety bar.

“I’m not scared,” he defended. “I just… like having backup.”

She smirked. “Sure.”

Then there were the little things—how he always made sure she ate before a long shift, how he draped his jacket over her shoulders when she looked cold, how his eyes softened when he thought she wasn’t looking.

Aasira was no fool. She knew what was happening. She was falling for him.

And he was falling just as hard.

One evening, after wrapping up an exhausting event, they found themselves alone on a rooftop overlooking the city. The night breeze was cool, the stars twinkling above them. Eunwoo turned to her, his usual teasing demeanor absent.

“I know this wasn’t what you signed up for,” he said quietly. “But I think about you all the time, Aasira.”

She swallowed hard, her heart racing. “Eunwoo—”

“I like you,” he admitted, stepping closer. “Not just as my bodyguard. As you.”

Aasira knew the risks. Their relationship would be complicated, scrutinized, and kept in the shadows. But in that moment, looking into his sincere, unwavering gaze, none of it mattered.

“…I like you too,” she confessed.

A slow, relieved smile spread across his face. “Then let’s do this.”

And just like that, they started dating—secretly, away from prying eyes.

Late-night drives, hidden hand-holding in the back of his car, fleeting glances during work—every moment was thrilling, stolen in between obligations. When he was surrounded by fans, his gaze would find hers, a silent promise passing between them.

No one knew.

But to them, that made it even more exciting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 82: Park Jimin

Summary:

Here a BTS Jimin one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Jimin was perfect. The type of boyfriend any girl would dream of—handsome, kind, and impossibly attentive. As the CEO of Park Enterprises, he was wealthy and respected, but never arrogant. In the six months she had been dating him, not once did he make her feel like she didn’t belong in his world.

But she had no idea how little she really knew about him.

They were at a glitzy rooftop party in Gangnam, filled with Seoul’s elite. Champagne sparkled, laughter echoed, and she clung to Jimin’s arm, smiling politely at strangers. That’s when it happened.

A man in a dark suit approached Jimin, clearly drunk and unaware of who he was talking to.

“Park Jimin, huh?” the man slurred. “The CEO with blood on his hands. Or should I say… the mafia prince?”

The air turned to ice.

Before she could even register what was happening, Jimin’s hand moved so fast she barely saw it—he gripped the man by the collar and whispered something into his ear. The man went pale, eyes wide, before stumbling away.

Her brows furrowed. “Jimin, what did he mean—?”

“Nothing, angel,” Jimin said smoothly, his usual charm returning too quickly. “Just someone trying to cause trouble.”

But a seed of doubt had been planted.

A week later, she found out the truth in the worst possible way.

She had dropped by Jimin’s private villa, wanting to surprise him. What she found instead was him standing over a man’s bloody, lifeless body in the garden. The man was unfamiliar, but the image of Jimin holding a gun—calm, merciless—burned into her memory.

He hadn’t noticed her, and she ran before he could.

From that day on, everything changed. She couldn’t look at him the same. Every time he reached for her, she flinched. Every time he whispered her name, she remembered the sound of the gunshot. Jimin noticed. Of course he did.

And then… he disappeared.

No calls. No texts. No unexpected visits. It was as if he had vanished from her life completely.

Weeks passed.

She tried to forget, tried to convince herself she was better off. But the ache in her chest only grew. Late at night, she thought of the way he used to look at her, so gentle. She missed him.

One evening, she was walking home when someone began following her. Panic shot through her—but before the stranger could get close, he was taken down with surgical precision by a tall man in a black coat.

She stared in shock.

“Don’t scream,” he said, lifting his hands. “I’m not here to hurt you. I work for Jimin.”

She froze. “You… work for him?”

He nodded. “He’s been protecting you ever since you saw what you did. That man he killed—he wasn’t innocent. He was a predator. Had hurt a lot of women. Jimin was cleaning up what the law wouldn’t touch.”

Her breath caught. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Because he’s still watching over you. Still loves you. But he won’t come back unless you want him to.”

She was quiet for a long moment before whispering, “Where is he?”

***

The old warehouse on the outskirts of Seoul was nothing like the pristine world Jimin used to let her see.

Steel doors. Rusted edges. The scent of rain clinging to concrete.

He was inside.

She stepped in slowly, heart pounding in her ears. The man who led her there—the one who claimed to work for Jimin—stayed behind, giving her space. Maybe he knew this moment was something sacred. Or maybe he didn’t want to be near the storm she was walking into.

It had been over a month since she last saw him.

Inside, the space was dim. A desk, a couch, scattered papers and weapons that made her stomach twist. Then she saw him—leaning against the window, back turned, bathed in moonlight like a fallen angel covered in shadow.

“Jimin.”

He stiffened.

The sound of his name broke something in him.

He didn’t turn. “You shouldn’t be here.”

She took a step forward. “Then why have you been protecting me?”

His voice was low, rough. “Because I still love you. But you were afraid of me. I can’t live with being the reason you flinch.”

Her throat tightened. “I’m not going to lie and say I wasn’t afraid when I was. Of what I saw.”

He turned now, slowly, his eyes meeting hers.

And she saw it—grief, guilt, love. All of it layered behind the man who used to warm her bed and kiss her good morning like it meant everything.

“You killed someone,” she whispered.

“I did.” No excuses. No denial. Just honesty.

“He wasn’t innocent, was he?”

Jimin shook his head. “He was a rapist. Had a record that got swept under the rug because of who his father was. I gave the system time. It failed. So I did what I had to.”

Silence stretched between them.

She could still feel the way her hands shook when she saw that body. Still hear the echo of the shot in her dreams. But she also remembered the way Jimin held her like she was breakable. The way he made her feel like she mattered in a world that always felt too cruel.

“I don’t care anymore,” she said softly. “I don’t care what you’ve done. Who you are. I just know I love you. And I miss you. Every second.”

His eyes dropped, lips trembling for the first time. “You shouldn’t love a man like me.”

She walked closer. “But I do.”

He didn’t resist when she wrapped her arms around him. He sank into her like a drowning man finally reaching shore. She felt him shaking against her, arms tightening as if afraid she’d disappear.

“I’m not afraid of you anymore,” she whispered into his chest. “I’m only afraid of losing you again.”

And in that moment, surrounded by darkness and truth and everything in between, she realized love didn’t need to make sense. It didn’t ask for clean lines or perfect stories.

It simply chose.

And she had chosen him.

***

They didn’t return to the city right away.

Jimin insisted they stay hidden, just for a while. A cabin tucked between the trees outside Busan, far from the eyes of the world, became their sanctuary. No suits, no phones, no weapons—just silence, nature, and the space between them slowly beginning to fill again.

But rebuilding trust wasn’t as easy as falling in love had been.

She still flinched sometimes—when he moved too fast, when thunder cracked the sky, when shadows crept up too suddenly. And every time, Jimin saw it. Every time, his face would twist in quiet pain.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered once, when he reached for her hand and she instinctively pulled away.

“No,” he said gently. “You don’t owe me that. I broke something. I just want to earn back the right to hold you.”

And he meant it.

He cooked for her. Read beside her. Let her sleep in while he swept the porch. He asked for permission to kiss her, never assumed. He listened more than he spoke. And slowly, she began to see him—not the man with blood on his hands, but the man who used to text her good morning with photos of his coffee because hers was always cold by the time she remembered it.

One evening, they sat on the deck, watching the sun sink into the sea. Her head rested on his shoulder, and for once, she didn’t feel tense. Just warm. Safe.

“I thought you disappeared because you didn’t love me anymore,” she murmured.

Jimin’s jaw clenched. “I left because I loved you too much. I saw how scared you were of me. I couldn’t keep putting that look in your eyes.”

She turned to face him, eyes soft. “But you were still protecting me.”

He didn’t deny it.

“I know you’ve done things,” she said, “and I may never understand all of them. But I know you. And I trust you. Not because you’re perfect—but because you never once let go of me, even when I pushed you away.”

Jimin reached out slowly, brushing a thumb over her cheek. “I’d burn the world before I let it touch you.”

She leaned into his touch this time, no flinch. Just peace.

And in that quiet moment, they both realized something:

They would never go back to the way things were before.

But maybe… they could build something stronger now—something forged in truth and held together by love that had survived.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 83: Mile

Summary:

Mile, Gia and Jeff are making a comeback again. This one is Mile’s love story. Enjoy!!

I’m on summer vacation, so I have more time to write, so you get double update:)

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Gia had always been the meddling little sister. Not in the annoying kind of way—well, maybe sometimes—but in the “I  love you so I’m going to fix your life even if you don’t want me to” kind of way. And right now, the life she was trying to fix belonged to her older brother, Mile.

It all started when Gia caught Mile staring again at the same stack of letters he kept in his nightstand drawer. Love letters. Faintly scented, written in elegant cursive, folded neatly into soft pink envelopes. He never said much about them, but Gia had seen the way he looked at them: a little heartbroken, a little nostalgic.

“Why don’t you just find her?” she had asked one night, poking her head into his room.

Mile gave her a half-smile. “It was years ago. I don’t even know who she was. She never signed them. We never spoke.”

Gia sighed. “So you’re going to stay hung up on a girl you never even talked to?”

Mile shrugged. “It was… different. I liked her too. I just didn’t know how to approach her.”

That’s when Gia made up her mind. She was going to help him move on—even if it meant a little scheming.

And she knew just the person for the job: her best friend Lani’s older sister, Arielle.

Arielle was sweet, elegant, and surprisingly single. She had always been kind to Gia growing up, and Gia had a hunch she and Mile would get along perfectly. She figured if she could just get them in the same room, maybe something would spark. At the very least, it would distract him from his mysterious high school crush.

So Gia arranged a “coincidental” group hangout—her, Lani, Mile, and Arielle. It was a movie night at her place, complete with popcorn, fairy lights, and just enough tension to make her brother suspicious.

To her delight, Mile and Arielle hit it off. They shared the same dry humor, swapped stories about their high school days, and even had the same guilty pleasure for cheesy action movies. Gia caught them laughing together more than once.

But what Gia didn’t know—what no one knew—was that Arielle had recognized Mile the moment she walked in.

He looked different now—taller, broader, more mature—but his eyes were exactly the same. The same eyes she had secretly admired from across the classroom all those years ago. The same boy she had written anonymous letters to, pouring out her teenage heart with every carefully chosen word.

Back then, she hadn’t had the courage to approach him. So she wrote instead. Every letter had been a piece of her soul, signed only with a single star sticker in the corner—her silent signature.

Arielle had been convinced he’d never noticed her, that her words had been lost in the whirlwind of high school life.

But when she glanced over at Mile during the movie night and saw him absentmindedly tracing the edge of his glass with his thumb—his gaze distant, like he was remembering something soft and familiar—she realized he hadn’t forgotten at all.

Over the next few weeks, they started seeing more of each other. Dinners turned into long walks, and late-night texts turned into early morning coffees. Gia was thrilled—her plan had worked. Or so she thought.

One quiet evening, as Mile and Arielle sat on a park bench beneath the golden hue of the streetlamps, he finally spoke.

“You remind me of someone,” he said softly, turning to her.

Arielle smiled nervously. “Oh?”

He nodded. “Back in high school, I got these letters. Beautiful ones. From a girl I never met. Or at least… I didn’t think I did.”

Arielle held her breath.

“I still have them,” he continued, looking straight at her. “There was this little star sticker in the corner of every one. It felt like… she really saw me. Not just the guy who was good at sports or voted class rep. Me.”

Arielle looked down at her lap. Then, with trembling fingers, she reached into her purse and pulled out a small notebook. The kind she always carried.

She flipped it open, tore out a page, and handed it to him.

Mile unfolded it slowly.

At the bottom of the handwritten note—just a simple line about how some things come back when they’re meant to—was a small, familiar star sticker.

His eyes widened.

“You… it was you?”

Arielle nodded, heart thudding in her chest. “It was me. I didn’t think you remembered.”

Mile smiled, something soft and full of awe lighting up his face. “I never forgot.”

And somewhere nearby, Gia peeked from behind a tree, jaw dropped, clutching her phone with the caption already typed out:

Plot twist: My matchmaking plan accidentally reunited two soulmates.

***

Mile and Arielle had officially started dating.

It was quiet at first—low-key coffee dates, walks in the park, long talks in her kitchen while the kettle boiled—but there was something unmistakably warm and right about it. Like their connection had just been waiting to unfold. Like every love letter Arielle had written had carved the path for this moment.

Gia, of course, was ecstatic. Her matchmaking plan had worked—and better than she’d ever expected. She was practically glowing with pride.

“I’m a genius,” she said one afternoon, flopping onto her best friend Lani’s bed. “I made soulmates happen. You’re welcome.”

Lani arched an eyebrow. “You mean you accidentally reunited your brother with the girl who already loved him in secret?”

“Exactly!” Gia beamed. “Accidentally on purpose.”

But Gia’s excitement came with… side effects.

Like the time Mile invited Arielle over for a cozy dinner, and Gia just happened to burn popcorn in the kitchen five minutes after they sat down, setting off the fire alarm.

Or the time Mile planned a romantic backyard movie night for Arielle, only to find Gia sprawled on the hammock in her pajamas with three bags of chips and a blanket burrito situation going on.

“What?” she blinked. “You didn’t tell me you reserved the entire backyard.”

“You live in the house,” Mile said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Just maybe… disappear for two hours?”

Gia grinned. “Fine. I’ll go sabotage someone else’s love life.”

Arielle just laughed it off—she loved how chaotic and affectionate Gia was. Honestly, it reminded her of herself when she was younger, writing anonymous notes with her heart on her sleeve.

Still, one night she pulled Gia aside with a playful smirk.

“You know,” she said, “you don’t have to keep showing up everywhere. I already like him.”

Gia blinked. “Okay, first of all, I’m not showing up—I live here.”

Arielle tilted her head, amused. “Mhm.”

“Second of all,” Gia continued, “I’m just making sure he doesn’t mess it up. He’s been out of the game for a while, and I worked really hard to make this happen.”

Arielle laughed. “He’s not going to mess it up. But… thank you. For pushing us together.”

That softened Gia. She gave Arielle a small, genuine smile. “You make him happier than I’ve seen him in a long time.”

That night, Gia actually did stay out of the way. No interruptions. No dramatic accidents. Just Mile and Arielle, slow dancing in the living room with music playing low in the background, the glow of string lights twinkling above them.

Later, as Gia peeked from the stairs with Lani on FaceTime, she whispered, “Okay… this time I’ll admit it. I’m not the main character. But I am the secret MVP.”

Lani rolled her eyes. “You were also the chaos gremlin.”

“And the fairy godmother. Duality, bestie.”

***

Gia had promised—sworn—she would stop crashing Mile and Arielle’s moments. No more interruptions, no more “accidental” walk-ins, no more setting off the smoke alarm because she forgot she put garlic bread in the oven.

But habits die hard.

And chaos? That was kind of her love language.

Thankfully, there was one person who knew how to rein her in.

“Gia,” Jeff said gently, watching her pace in the living room with a walkie-talkie and binoculars. “Why do you need… night vision goggles?”

“I’m not spying,” she insisted. “I’m just—observing. Quietly. Like National Geographic. You know, in case Mile does something awkward and Arielle pretends not to notice. I have to document this.”

Jeff raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that literally spying?”

She paused. “Okay, a little bit, but in a loving way.”

He chuckled, standing up from the couch and wrapping his arms around her from behind. “Babe. You brought a tripod.”

“I like stability in my chaos,” she mumbled into his shoulder.

Jeff rested his chin on her head. “You already brought them together. They’re happy. Let them breathe, G. Besides, you and I were supposed to have a quiet night, remember?”

She sighed, giving in as he gently took the binoculars from her hands and set them down. “Ugh, fine. But if my brother messes this up, I’m blaming you for distracting me.”

Jeff grinned. “I can live with that.”

Meanwhile, upstairs, Mile was planning something big.

He’d kept every letter Arielle had written. Every single one. And now that he knew the words were hers, they meant even more. So he decided to write back—not just one letter, but a whole box of them.

Arielle had given him her heart years ago, hidden between folds of paper and secret stars. Now, he wanted to return the favor.

He spent weeks working on it. Jeff helped him pick the perfect box. Gia, after much bribing with bubble tea and a promise to stay out of things, helped him find old high school photos to slip in between the letters. Every note was written with care—memories, present moments, and dreams for the future.

On the night he gave them to her, Arielle was speechless.

Her fingers trembled as she opened the box, saw her own handwriting mirrored by his, years apart but somehow perfectly in sync.

“You remembered everything,” she whispered, eyes shining.

“I couldn’t forget you,” Mile said. “Even when I didn’t know it was you—I couldn’t forget.”

From outside the door, Gia sniffled dramatically. “I told you this would be iconic.”

Jeff, holding her shoulders and trying to steer her back down the hallway, whispered, “You promised five minutes.”

“But they’re having a moment, Jeff!”

He smirked. “So are we. Come on, chaos queen. Let’s go.”

And as they walked away, Gia grinned to herself, heart full—not just because her brother had finally found the love he’d been carrying in his heart for years, but because she had someone just as patient, just as gentle, walking beside her, too.

She may have been the meddling little sister.

But she was also someone’s great love story.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 84: Kim Bumjoong

Summary:

This one is on Hongjoong’s brother. His brother is fine. This idea came to meet when I watched a shorts where the brothers were on a show together. I couldn’t stop being starstruck by the brother. You will see him one more in a story about the two of them. Anyways, enjoy!!

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Naomi had been an ATINY for years—not the kind who camped outside venues or memorized every behind-the-scenes clip, but enough to call their music her comfort zone. And out of all the talented members of ATEEZ, her heart had quietly settled on Hongjoong. His creativity, his leadership, his sense of style—he was effortlessly magnetic.

But when she met Bumjoong, it wasn’t about fame or fandom. It was real.

They met at a small art café, where she’d spilled coffee on herself and he handed her napkins with the gentlest smile she’d ever seen. Since then, they’d been inseparable. He was thoughtful, witty, always quietly observing the world. There was something about him that made her feel calm—seen.

He listened when she talked, even when she mentioned ATEEZ.

“You and Hongjoong actually kind of look alike,” she mused once as they walked through a park, eating tteokbokki. “Same sharp features, similar aura. Even your names—Bumjoong and Hongjoong—it’s almost like he could be your brother.”

Bumjoong had just chuckled and said, “What a coincidence.”

She’d laughed along with him, not thinking much of it. After all, people saw resemblances where they wanted. Right?

Weeks turned into months. Naomi met Bumjoong’s parents over a warm weekend dinner in Busan. She felt like she was becoming part of something real.

One cozy evening, while they lay on the couch with her head on his chest and a movie playing in the background, Bumjoong suddenly said, “I want you to meet someone important.”

She looked up at him. “Who?”

“My little brother. You’ve met my parents, so I figure it’s time.”

She smiled. “Alright… What’s he like?”

Bumjoong smirked, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Oh, I think you’ll find him very familiar.”

The next day, he brought her to a sleek building in Hongdae. The moment they stepped inside, Naomi’s nerves kicked in. There were posters, gold records, and—

“Is this a label building?”

He just grinned and gently tugged her hand. “Come on.”

They reached a door with a small studio sign. When it opened, Naomi’s heart stuttered.

Because standing there, grinning with those unmistakable feline eyes, was Kim Hongjoong.

“Hey,” he said, extending a hand. “So you’re Naomi.”

Naomi froze.

Her mouth opened. Then closed.

She slowly turned to Bumjoong, her voice barely above a whisper. “No. No way.”

Bumjoong was already laughing.

“Hongjoong is your younger brother?!”

“Guilty,” Hongjoong said, rubbing the back of his neck. “He’s been hiding me.”

“I wanted to see how long you’d go without realizing,” Bumjoong said, chuckling. “But you kept making comparisons, and honestly, it got funnier every time.”

Naomi’s head spun. “I’ve been talking about my bias in front of you this entire time, and he’s your little brother?!”

Bumjoong leaned in with a smug little grin. “You said I looked like your bias. I took that as a win.”

Naomi groaned, hiding her burning face. “This is so embarrassing.”

“Don’t be embarrassed,” Hongjoong said kindly. “You clearly have good taste.”

“Hyung’s lucky, really,” he added, shooting a playful glare at Bumjoong. “He got you all to himself while I had no clue.”

Bumjoong wrapped his arm around her, his voice softer. “You liked me without knowing anything about that part of my life. That’s rare.”

Naomi looked at him, her heart slowly settling again.

“I guess I’m dating into a very famous family,” she murmured, still dazed.

“Surprise,” Bumjoong said, grinning.

And as Hongjoong handed her a signed album—“I thought you might want the real thing”—Naomi realized that sometimes, life really was stranger than fiction.

And definitely better.

***

Naomi never wanted fame.

She liked quiet bookstores, soft mornings with Bumjoong, and journaling in cafés where no one knew her name. But ever since that day when she discovered her boyfriend was the older brother of Kim Hongjoong, leader of ATEEZ,her world hadn’t been quite so quiet.

At first, things didn’t change much. She still went on late-night walks with Bumjoong. Still cooked ramen in his apartment while he sat on the counter humming whatever song was stuck in his head. Still rolled her eyes every time he said, “I can’t believe you liked my brother first.”

But then the rumors started.

A blurry photo of her and Bumjoong leaving a restaurant surfaced online. Hongjoong was inside at the same time, and fans were quick to put the pieces together.

Who is the mystery girl with Hongjoong’s hyung?”

“She kinda looks like she could be his sister-in-law”

“Wait—she’s pretty. AND an ATINY? Queen.”

It spiraled quickly. Some fans were supportive, others not so much.

Naomi sat on Bumjoong’s couch one afternoon, scrolling through comments with a knot in her stomach.

“Do you think this is going to become a thing?” she asked quietly.

Bumjoong looked up from where he was sketching. “What, the internet having opinions?”

I didn’t ask to be in the spotlight,” she whispered. “I just wanted you.”

He closed his sketchbook, moved beside her, and took her hands. “I know. And I’m going to protect that, Naomi. Us.”

Hongjoong joined them a few days later for dinner. Naomi had insisted on cooking to avoid the press. Over bulgogi and rice, he said gently, “You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. If people ask, I can tell them you’re just my friend’s girlfriend.”

Naomi gave him a grateful smile, but shook her head. “No. I’m not ashamed of Bumjoong… or of being part of your life. I just didn’t expect to be seen.”

Hongjoong nodded. “You’ll get used to it. Just… make sure you both lead the narrative. Or someone else will.”

Eventually, KQ Entertainment released a short statement confirming that Hongjoong’s older brother was in a relationship, but asking fans to respect the couple’s privacy.

But in true fandom fashion, it only added fuel to the fire.

One day, Naomi opened her Instagram to find her follower count had jumped by ten thousand overnight. Someone had found her old public account where she posted art and book quotes. People were resharing her content with tags like:

So THIS is Bumjoong’s girlfriend?? She’s an artist?? We stan a creative queen.

I love how she was an ATINY before even knowing Hongjoong was her boyfriend’s brother. Imagine meeting your bias and he’s your brother-in-law lmao

And then, something unexpected happened.

The attention shifted from invasive curiosity… to admiration.

Naomi started getting DMs from young fans thanking her for being kind, for handling everything gracefully. Her art prints started selling. Bookstores began asking if she’d like to do art collabs. She was no longer just “Hongjoong’s sister-in-law” or “the girlfriend of the mystery hyung.” She was Naomi. Artist. Dreamer. Partner.

One evening, while walking hand in hand with Bumjoong through Hongdae (in masks and hats, of course), she paused by a wall covered in street art. One tag caught her eye:

Love finds you when you’re not looking. And sometimes, it looks a little like your bias’s older brother.

She laughed and nudged him. “You know, I still can’t believe you didn’t tell me.”

He grinned. “Would you have liked me the same if I had?”

Naomi leaned up and kissed him under the soft neon glow of the city. “No idea. But I’m glad I found you first.”

And in that strange, shining blur of public attention, private laughter, and shared stories, Naomi and Bumjoong wrote their own love song—one the world could see, but only they truly understood.

***

The buzz had never really stopped.

Naomi’s name popped up in fan spaces often now—sometimes in admiration, sometimes in debate—but mostly in curiosity. Who was the girl who captured Bumjoong’s heart? Who had unknowingly fallen for Hongjoong’s older brother without ever using his name for clout? Who stayed grounded while standing next to the spotlight?

So when KQ Entertainment announced that ATEEZ would be doing a special family segment for their anniversary documentary—featuring a few close family members who had quietly supported them behind the scenes—Naomi never imagined she’d be included.

She was just “the girlfriend,” after all. Not a wife. Not a manager. Not blood family.

But Hongjoong had insisted.

“She’s family,” he told the director, arms crossed. “And fans should know who she is—not through blurry pictures and rumors, but from us.”

Bumjoong had looked at her, eyes soft. “Only if you’re okay with it.”

Naomi hesitated, then nodded. “If we’re doing this… let’s do it on our terms.”

The documentary premiered on a crisp fall evening. ATEEZ had gathered with staff, family, and close friends at a private theater in Seoul. Naomi wore a simple cream blouse and wide-leg black trousers. Her hair was pinned back, a tiny silver moon-shaped clip tucked behind her ear—Bumjoong had given it to her that morning.

“I want you to feel like yourself,” he’d said, “not like you’re performing.”

And she had.

Until the lights dimmed and her face appeared onscreen.

It was a soft montage—clips of her laughing with Bumjoong, a quiet scene of her helping Hongjoong rearrange his studio plants, a snapshot of her painting in the corner while the brothers bickered about ramen flavors.

Then her interview came on.

At first, I had no idea who he was. I just thought, wow, this guy’s got great cheekbones and even better taste in books,” she’d said, laughing.

“Finding out who his brother was didn’t scare me, but it did make me pause. Because I didn’t want to be someone who was only seen as… the girl who lucked into fame. I wanted to be his, not his plus someone famous.”

“But Hongjoong welcomed me. Not as a fan, not as a stranger—but like a sister.”

The screen cut to Hongjoong, grinning.

She’s the only person I trust to roast me and feed me in the same sentence.”

Then it returned to Naomi:

I love both of them. In very different ways. One gave me comfort through music. The other gave me a home through love.”

When the documentary was uploaded to YouTube the next day, fans exploded.

Naomi is everything I hoped she’d be. Smart, soft-spoken, and kind. ATEEZ picked the right kind of people to let in.”

“Not Naomi making me cry by saying she wanted to be his, not his plus someone famous.”

“She didn’t chase the spotlight. It found her. And she STILL stayed humble.”

“Someone PLEASE drop her art page I need to give this woman my money.”

For the first time, Naomi wasn’t just tolerated by fans.

She was embraced.

KQ even invited her to do a small Q&A with fans on a live stream, hosted by none other than Hongjoong himself.

“So,” he said, smirking at the camera. “This is Naomi. My hyung’s girl. My sister, basically.”

Naomi waved awkwardly. “Hi… please be nice to me.”

Fans flooded the chat with heart emojis and questions.

“Favorite ATEEZ song?”

“Who’s messier, Bumjoong or Hongjoong?”

“Do you call him oppa?”

Hongjoong read that last one aloud and nearly choked. Naomi just laughed, cheeks flaming.

“I call him trouble most of the time.”

By the end of the stream, they were both laughing so hard they could barely breathe.

When it ended, Bumjoong was waiting backstage. He pulled her into a hug, resting his chin on her shoulder.

“You okay?”

She nodded against his chest. “More than okay.”

He kissed her temple. “They love you. But not as much as I do.”

And for the first time in months, Naomi felt completely at peace—with the attention, with the name she’d unknowingly stepped into, with the love that had started so simply… and grown into something bigger than either of them had imagined.

***

It had been two years since Naomi first walked into Bumjoong’s life like a gentle breeze he never wanted to let go of.

They’d grown together—navigating the public eye, quiet nights when the world felt too loud, and milestones that stitched them even closer. Naomi had gone from fan to family, from anonymous to adored. But at the heart of it, she and Bumjoong were still just two people who loved each other fiercely.

And he was ready.

***

Naomi thought it was just a private dinner at their favorite rooftop garden—a small hidden spot in Itaewon where fairy lights glowed year-round and the view of Seoul felt like magic.

But when they arrived, soft acoustic music played from hidden speakers. The table was set for two, her favorite flowers—dahlias and soft lilac—scattered across the table. She looked at him, suspicious.

“You planned something, didn’t you?”

Bumjoong only smiled. “I’m allowed to spoil you.”

After dinner, he led her to the edge of the rooftop. The city stretched below, golden and glittering. She turned to say something—but froze when she saw him drop to one knee.

Her hand flew to her mouth.

“Naomi,” he began, voice steady but emotional. “You walked into my life without knowing who I was. You stayed when it got complicated. You loved me… not because of my name, but despite it.”

A pause. His eyes never left hers.

“You are my safest place. My brightest future. I want to carry your name with mine. So, will you marry me?”

Tears slipped silently down Naomi’s cheeks as she nodded.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes. A thousand times, yes.”

He slipped the ring onto her finger—simple, elegant, and uniquely them.

Somewhere below, car horns honked. The city moved on. But up there, time stood still.

***

The wedding wasn’t grand—it was intimate, with soft jazz, handwritten vows, and only 80 guests. But the moment it hit the public eye was through an unexpected source: Hongjoong’s Instagram.

He posted a photo from the reception—Naomi laughing mid-dance, Bumjoong looking at her like she’d hung the stars. The caption read:

My brother found the love of his life. And I gained a sister I never knew I needed. #Family #ForeverHyung #NaomiJoong

The post went viral in minutes.

Not Hongjoong posting about his brother’s wedding I’m actually SOBBING”

“Naomi looked like a princess and Bumjoong was giving major groom goals??”

“Imagine marrying your bias’s brother and then becoming the most iconic sister-in-law in ATINY history.”

Shortly after, KQ released a “Special Behind” video on YouTube titled “The Joongs: ATEEZ Family Moment”.

It featured snippets from the wedding—Naomi walking down the aisle as Hongjoong teared up, the brothers hugging tightly, Naomi and Hongjoong dancing to “Celebrate” by ATEEZ while laughing like old friends.

But the ending stole everyone’s hearts.

A clip of Naomi and Bumjoong holding a tiny onesie with “Mini Joong” stitched across the front.

Hongjoong’s voice narrated softly in the background:

“Family isn’t always built in the spotlight. Sometimes, it grows in the quiet moments. But when it’s real… you want the world to know.”

And the world did know.

They knew Naomi—the fan who became the fiancée, then the wife, and finally the mother of a little legacy born from love.

Not just Hongjoong’s sister-in-law.

Not just the artist with a soft voice and a stronger heart.

She was Naomi.

And she had written a love story the world never saw coming.

One that started with a bias…

And ended with everything.

***

Hongjoong always thought he had a pretty good grip on life.

He led a successful group, produced music, lived his passion, and kept a tight circle of people he trusted. But nothing — absolutely nothing — could have prepared him for the moment his older brother placed a tiny human in his arms.

“Meet your niece,” Bumjoong whispered, emotion thick in his throat.

Hongjoong stared down at the baby girl, all swaddled in peach and blinking up at him like he held the entire world.

“She has your eyes,” he murmured.

“No,” Naomi said gently from her hospital bed. “She has yours.”

And maybe she did. Her gaze was quiet, intense, curious — all the things people had once said about him when he was little.

But more than that… she had love. An unshakable kind. The kind her parents built.

He rocked her gently and whispered, “Uncle Joong’s got you, little one. I’ll make sure this world stays kind.”

When he posted a photo of himself holding her—face masked but eyes full of pride—the caption read:

Welcome to the world, baby Joong.

You have no idea how loved you are. 🧡

The comments flooded in:

“Hongjoong as an uncle?? I’m emotional.”

“Imagine your uncle is THE Kim Hongjoong. This baby already won at life.”

“Please tell me her name is something poetic.”

He chuckled. “Well… we did name her something poetic.”

Her name was Haneul—which meant “sky.”

Because Naomi said she felt like her life had opened up the moment she found Bumjoong… and the moment she gave birth to their daughter, it felt like holding the whole sky.

***

The morning sunlight spilled across the hardwood floors of their apartment. Baby toys were scattered across the living room, and soft lullaby music played from a phone resting in a bowl to amplify the sound.

Naomi sat on the floor in sweats, her hair in a loose bun, cradling baby Haneul as she babbled up at her.

“You’re going to be musical like your uncle,” Naomi cooed, bouncing her gently. “But with your appa’s smile, huh?”

Behind her, Bumjoong shuffled in from the kitchen, holding two mugs.

“Guess who actually made coffee without burning anything?”

Naomi smirked. “Your brother?”

“Hey,” he laughed, handing her the mug. “Give me some credit.”

They sat there for a while — him behind her, arms loosely wrapped around her waist, chin resting on her shoulder as they both watched their daughter start to drift off to sleep.

“Do you miss the quiet life?” he asked quietly.

Naomi smiled. “This is the quiet life. It’s just louder in the best ways.”

He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “I still can’t believe you were an ATINY before all this.”

She laughed softly. “And I still can’t believe I chose the wrong Joong… until I didn’t.”

They sat in silence a little longer, the weight of their world wrapped up in a ten-pound bundle of baby who slept with her tiny fists curled and mouth slightly open.

Outside, the city buzzed. Online, their love story continued to trend.

But inside, all that mattered was this—

The soft hush of home.

The feel of his hand over hers.

The quiet breathing of their daughter.

And the kind of love that didn’t need an audience to be real.

 

Chapter 85: Gojo Satoru

Summary:

Here’s one on the anime character, Gojo, from jujitsu Kaisen. This story idea wouldn’t leave my brain, so I decided to write. This is based on the Shibuya battle. I couldn’t live with what happen to him, so I change of that scene. Enjoy!!

Some of scenes are from the Anime, so credit to the creator.
Also, if you haven’t watch the anime, you should, it really good.

Chapter Text

The ground shook beneath her feet.

Not from an earthquake. Not from cursed spirits. But from something much worse—a severed bond.

Aiko had been deep in battle, her fists pulsing with cursed energy, each movement precise as she struck down the last of the rogue curses threatening the outskirts of Shibuya. The chaos of the night blurred into streaks of blood and light, but all of it became meaningless when she felt it.

A sharp, invisible snap.

Her cursed technique—Transposition—wasn’t just an ability she’d mastered. It was a part of her soul. And through it, she had forged a connection unlike any other—with him.

Gojo Satoru.

The strongest. The untouchable. The one whose hand she had held on the rooftops under moonlight, and whose name she whispered like a prayer when she was scared.

She doubled over mid-run, a gasp ripping from her throat.

Her teammate, Yuu, barely managed to catch her. “Aiko, what’s wrong? You okay?”

She shook her head violently. Her voice was low, shaken. “He’s in trouble.”

“Who?”

But she didn’t answer. She turned, cursed energy flaring violently as she summoned her technique.

She didn’t need to see where he was. The thread between them guided her—like fate tugging a needle.

“Satoru,” she whispered. “Hold on.”

***

He’d known it was a trap. Somewhere in the back of his mind, even Satoru Gojo—the invincible, the smug, the confident—had suspected the moment they entered Shibuya.

But the reality still caught him off guard.

He watched, helpless, as the Prison Realm unfolded in front of him like an eye staring straight into his soul. The cursed object snapped open with a surge of energy so ancient it made his skin crawl.

A voice—Kenjaku’s, hidden behind Suguru Geto’s face—echoed like poison.

“You’re too dangerous to remain free.”

And then—it was over.

The Prison Realm closed.

But not before he felt something brush his back. A pulse of energy he knew—one he never wanted to feel in a battlefield.

“No,” he whispered, eyes widening in horror. “Don’t—!”

But it was too late.

A bright flash. Her cursed signature replacing his. The shift was instant.

The Prison Realm slammed shut—with her inside it.

He fell forward into the dirt, his hands trembling.

“Satoru? Satoru, what happened?!”

He didn’t answer.

The others gathered around him, wide-eyed and bloodied, but he couldn’t hear them.

The taste of bile hit his throat. His hands dug into the earth. His voice, when it came, was raw.

“She… took my place.”

“Wait, what do you mean?” Yuu asked.

Gojo stood slowly, the usual calm in his expression shattered like glass. “She swapped with me. Used her technique.”

“But that’s a one-time link, right?” Megumi asked, eyes wide. “She can’t get back on her own—”

“I know,” Gojo snapped, then flinched. “I know.”

Silence fell around them. The strongest man alive had just been saved by the woman he loved—and she was now sealed in a prison no one had ever escaped from.

And he couldn’t stop seeing the last look in her eyes.

Peace. Determination. Love.

She didn’t even hesitate.

***

They were wrong when they said Gojo Satoru was the strongest.

He was more than that now.

He was wrath incarnate.

He stood at the edge of the battlefield, blindfold abandoned, white hair tousled with blood and ash. His Six Eyes gleamed like burning ice, but the fire behind them wasn’t power—it was rage.

Aiko was gone.

Sealed inside the Prison Realm.

Because of him.

Because he’d gotten cocky. Because he’d let his guard down. Because the moment he let himself fall in love, he stopped imagining a world where he could lose her.

And now she was locked away in a cursed object that even the wisest jujutsu sorcerers deemed impenetrable.

But Gojo wasn’t listening to tradition. He wasn’t listening to fear.

He would burn the world to its roots if that’s what it took to bring her back.

Back at Jujutsu High, silence reigned as he stormed into the archives. Scrolls and ancient manuscripts slammed open with his cursed energy as he searched for forgotten knowledge. He hadn’t eaten in days. Barely spoke.

Shoko tried to reach him. “Satoru, you can’t keep this up. You’ll—”

“Don’t,” he said flatly, not looking up. “She gave up everything for me. I won’t rest until I bring her back.”

“But even if you find a way, the Prison Realm needs time to open—”

“I don’t care if I have to rip through space itself.”

He finally paused at one scroll, eyes narrowing.

A myth. An old one. From a time before even Kenjaku’s era.

Two souls, bound in cursed resonance, could weaken a barrier from the inside.

If one soul still burned, it could draw the other through. But the ritual required a mirror.

A soul anchor.

His chest ached.

He grabbed the scroll. The scroll was old. Its edges cracked with age, ink faded and jagged like a dying heartbeat. But the message was clear.

When two souls are bound by resonance deeper than cursed energy, and one is lost to the void, a mirror may open the door. But all mirrors break. The price must be paid.”

Gojo stood motionless, eyes fixed on the page.

“I’m the mirror,” he whispered

The one tethered to her.

Her cursed technique, Transposition, had always been fueled by emotion. But what few knew was that it required reciprocity—a shared thread between two people. The more powerful the bond, the deeper the exchange.

Aiko had used it to save him.

Now he would reverse it—to save her.

But the ritual wasn’t just dangerous. It was forbidden.

Even Tengen’s barrier would resist it.

“You’ll lose something,” Shoko warned, arms crossed as she stood beside him in the temple’s lower vault. “Possibly your technique. Maybe your Six Eyes. Maybe more.”

“I don’t care,” Gojo said. “If I come back broken, fine. If I don’t come back at all—at least I tried.”

***

The ritual began.

The altar was carved with dual sigils—his name and hers, etched in cursed script. Black candles flickered in all directions, their flames quivering with tension.

Yuuji, Megumi, and Yuta stood as anchors outside the circle, their energy suppressing the surrounding space. Even the sky seemed to darken.

Gojo stepped into the center.

In his hand, he held the only physical trace of Aiko left behind: her earring. He had found it in the dirt after the Prison Realm took her. A small, silver crescent.

He closed his fingers around it and spoke the incantation.

“Through space that divides us, through time that betrays us… I call you home.”

His cursed energy surged.

Pain split through his body like lightning. His Limitless technique faltered, his Six Eyes briefly going blind.

But still he stood.

Because in that moment, he felt her.

Meanwhile Inside the Prison Realm

Aiko floated in stillness, time frozen like a wound that never closed. Her body didn’t age here. Her cursed energy regenerated slowly, steadily.

But it was her mind that frayed.

She tried not to think about the silence. About the way time didn’t pass. About how Satoru might blame himself.

She had no way of knowing how much time had passed.

Hours? Days? Weeks?

Her voice cracked as she whispered, “Satoru… did it work? Are you okay?”

Her only answer was silence.

She closed her eyes and clutched the collar of his jacket, still wrapped around her shoulders like armor.

She would survive. Not just for herself. But because she believed in him.

If anyone could break a curse meant to be eternal, it was Gojo Satoru.

Then, she gasped.

Light.

For the first time in what felt like years, she saw light.

It came not from above or below, but from within a sliver of silver, a reflection flickering in the air.

“Satoru?” she whispered.

Then she heard it. His voice.

Aiko. I’m here. I’m coming for you.”

Her body moved on instinct, reaching toward the light. Tears streaked down her cheeks as her cursed energy flared, not in attack, but in answer.

Their resonance surged.

***

Gojo screamed, dropping to one knee. Blood poured from his nose and eyes. His cursed energy twisted wildly, threatening to consume him.

“Satoru!” Megumi shouted, rushing forward, but Shoko stopped him.

“Don’t interrupt,” she said, her voice taut. “He’s almost there. If you break the flow now, he’ll lose her forever.”

And then, the mirror cracked.

Reality bent.

A rift tore through the air like a breath being released—

And she fell into his arms.

She collapsed against him, gasping, sobbing.

“Aiko,” he whispered, clutching her like a lifeline. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

“I—I didn’t think you’d find me,” she sobbed.

“I told you I’d never let you go.”

But even as he held her, his knees buckled.

His vision dimmed. His body trembled.

She pulled back, alarmed. “Satoru?”

He smiled weakly. “Looks like the mirror broke.”

Then he collapsed.

***

He didn’t wake up for two days.

Aiko never left his side.

She held his hand the entire time, eyes rimmed red, her body stiff from refusing to rest, to eat, to even breathe too deeply. Shoko did everything she could, but even she couldn’t explain the strange way Gojo’s cursed energy had dulled, like a sun dimmed behind a permanent eclipse.

“He’s alive,” Shoko said, gently placing a blanket over Aiko’s shoulders. “But something’s… missing.”

Aiko nodded. She already knew.

On the third day, his fingers twitched.

Her head snapped up.

“Satoru?”

His lashes fluttered. A groan escaped his lips. His body trembled beneath the covers, like it was trying to reawaken, like he was trying to come back to the world.

And then, he opened his eyes.

But they were no longer the crystalline blue of the Six Eyes.

They were gray.

Dull, muted.

Human.

Her heart cracked.

“Satoru…” she whispered.

He blinked at her slowly. “Hey, sunshine.”

A weak smile tugged at his lips.

Then he saw her face and his expression darkened.

“You’re crying.”

“You used the mirror ritual,” she whispered, voice thick. “You gave it up. Your technique. Your eyes—”

“I told you,” he said, voice hoarse but steady, “I’d do anything to bring you back.”

“But your power—”

“I’m still me.”

She fell into his arms, sobbing. “Idiot. You were supposed to live. Not sacrifice everything.”

“I didn’t sacrifice everything,” he said softly, brushing her hair back. “I still have you.”

Later that night, Shoko confirmed what they feared.

His Limitless cursed technique was gone. The Six Eyes, dormant. Something deep inside him had been altered permanently by the ritual. His cursed energy still existed but it no longer moved with the same perfect clarity. He could fight. But he would never again be the strongest.

And still, Gojo didn’t regret it.

Because when he looked at Aiko, her eyes shining with stubbornness, hope, and love, he knew he hadn’t lost anything that truly mattered.

***

The scars remained. On both of them.

He would sometimes wake up gasping, still dreaming of the moment the Prison Realm closed around her. She would grip his hand, whispering that she was home.

She couldn’t bring herself to use her Transposition technique again—not for months. Not after what it had cost. But eventually, she did. Only once. To swap into his arms across a battlefield.

“Too slow,” she teased, brushing snow from his coat.

He laughed, eyes still gray, but full of warmth. “You cheated.”

“Maybe. But you’re mine, Gojo Satoru.”

He kissed her then gentle, grateful.

“I always was.”

 

Chapter 86: Lee Soohyuk

Summary:

Soohyuk is back! Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Zoie sat on the torn couch cushion she’d found on the side of the road, her fingers numb from the cold seeping through the cracked windows of her tiny apartment. The buzzing street outside was a mix of shouting, honking, and the occasional police siren, a constant reminder of the life she was stuck in.

Her job at the diner barely covered rent, let alone the mountain of debt her father had left behind before his illness took him. Every dollar she made seemed to disappear the moment it touched her hands. She was a nurse but got fired over an incident that wasn’t even her fault. It was a doctor. He made her take the blame for it, resulting in her getting fired.

“Zo, you can’t keep living like this,” Maya sighed, pulling her coat tighter around herself. Her best friend sat on the only other piece of furniture in the apartment—a milk crate that doubled as a dining table.

Zoie rubbed her temples. “I don’t have a choice, Maya. I have to pay off the debts. I can’t even afford groceries this week.”

Maya bit her lip, then hesitated before saying, “Look, I know you’re gonna say no, but hear me out. What if you got a sugar daddy?”

Zoie shot her a glare. “Absolutely not.”

“Zoie, not all of them want… that. Some just want company. Someone to talk to over dinner, to make them feel less alone.”

Zoie scoffed. “And you believe that?”

Maya pulled out her phone, already tapping away. “I know that. And you don’t have to decide right now. Just… let me sign you up, see if you even get a match.”

Zoie wanted to refuse, but the hunger in her stomach and the overdue bills on the counter made her pause. She wasn’t proud of it, but what choice did she have?

“Fine,” she muttered. “But no creeps, Maya.”

Maya grinned. “I got you.”

And just like that, Zoie’s life was about to change in ways she never expected.

***

Zoie stared at the screen, rereading the message over and over again.

Soohyuk: I didn’t expect to see you here. You helped my mother at the hospital before she passed. I’d like to meet and discuss an arrangement, nothing inappropriate. Just companionship.

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. She remembered Soohyuk well—his mother had been in and out of the hospital for months while Zoie worked as a nurse’s aide; three years ago. He had always been quiet, reserved, yet deeply attentive to his mother’s needs. Unlike many of the other visitors, he showed kindness to the staff, always thanking them, always bringing small gifts for the nurses.

Flashback(three years ago)

Zoie adjusted her scrubs and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she pushed open the door to Room 306. The hospital smelled of antiseptic and overcooked food, a scent she had long since grown used to. On the bed, an elderly woman lay propped up by pillows, her frail hands resting on the blanket. Beside her, a man sat in a chair, holding her hand gently.

Zoie had seen him before, always quiet, always watching. He rarely spoke unless it was necessary, but he was always there.

Good evening, Mrs. Lee,” Zoie greeted with a warm smile. “How are we feeling today?”

Mrs. Lee gave her a tired but kind smile. “Tired, sweetheart, but it’s nice to see you again.”

Zoie glanced at the monitor before checking her IV. “Let me know if you feel any discomfort, okay?”

Mrs. Lee nodded, then turned toward her son. “Soohyuk, dear, you should say hello. This is the nice young woman I told you about.”

Soohyuk lifted his gaze, his dark eyes meeting Zoie’s for the first time. He was striking, sharp features, neatly styled hair, but his expression was unreadable. After a beat, he gave a small nod.

Hello,” he said, his voice deep yet soft.

Zoie smiled, unbothered by his quiet nature. “Nice to meet you. Your mother speaks highly of you.”

Mrs. Lee laughed weakly. “I do no such thing. He’s just too serious for his own good.”

Soohyuk exhaled, almost like he wanted to argue but knew better than to contradict his mother. Instead, he turned his attention back to her, adjusting the blanket around her shoulders.

Zoie watched him for a moment before finishing her routine check. “I’ll be back later to check in again, but if you need anything before then, just press the call button.”

Mrs. Lee reached out, squeezing Zoie’s hand briefly. “You’re a good girl, Zoie. Thank you for taking care of me.”

Zoie squeezed back. “It’s my job, but it’s also my pleasure.”

She gave them both one last smile before stepping out of the room.

As she walked down the hall, she couldn’t shake the image of Soohyuk’s eyes—deep, guarded, and filled with something she couldn’t quite place.

End of Flashback

Still, the idea of meeting at her apartment made her hesitate. Letting a man, especially one with money, see the way she lived felt humiliating. But deep down, she knew this was an opportunity. If he truly only wanted company, maybe this was the lifeline she desperately needed.

Zoie: I remember you. Your mother was a wonderful woman. Are you sure about meeting at my place? It’s not exactly… fancy.

His response came almost immediately.

Soohyuk: I don’t care about that. I just want to talk in a place where you feel comfortable.

A strange warmth settled in her chest. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

Zoie: Okay. Tomorrow night?

Soohyuk: I’ll be there.

***

The next evening, Zoie found herself anxiously cleaning her tiny apartment, as if she could somehow make peeling wallpaper and broken tiles look presentable. She had no furniture beyond the couch cushion and milk crate, so she grabbed the only two mugs she owned and made tea, just to seem a little more hospitable.

A knock at the door made her jump. Taking a deep breath, she opened it.

Soohyuk stood there in a sleek black coat, looking every bit as put together as she remembered. But there was something in his eyes, tiredness, loneliness.

“This is a surprise,” he said, stepping inside carefully. His gaze flickered around the small, bare room, but he said nothing about it. Instead, he offered a small smile. “It’s been a while, Zoie.”

She crossed her arms. “Yeah… it has.”

Silence stretched between them before he finally spoke. “I won’t waste your time. I’m not looking for anything intimate, just someone to spend time with. The house feels… empty.”

Zoie studied him. He wasn’t pitying her, wasn’t trying to manipulate her. He was just a man who didn’t want to be alone.

After a moment, she nodded. “Okay. Tell me how this works.”

Soohyuk smiled, relieved. “Let’s talk.”

***

Zoie sat across from Soohyuk on the worn-out couch cushion, a single sheet of paper between them. The air was tense but not uncomfortable, more like two people feeling each other out, setting the terms of an arrangement neither had expected to find themselves in.

“I don’t want anything complicated,” Soohyuk said, his deep voice steady. “I just need someone to talk to, someone to be around. You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

Zoie nodded, gripping the paper a little tighter. “And you’re sure about this? No expectations beyond… company?”

“None,” he confirmed.

Before she could respond, a sudden, harsh knocking at the door made her flinch. Then came the yelling.

“Zoie! We know you’re in there!”

Her blood ran cold. The loan sharks.

She shot up from her seat, grabbing Soohyuk’s wrist and pulling him toward the small divider wall near the kitchen. His brows furrowed, about to question her, but she cut him off.

“Stay here. Don’t come out, no matter what.”

For a second, he looked like he might argue, but something in her eyes made him nod. Without another word, he pressed himself against the wall, out of sight.

Zoie took a deep breath, rushed to the cabinet, and grabbed the little cash she had left. It wasn’t much, but maybe it would be enough to make them leave for now.

With shaking hands, she cracked open the door just enough to slip the money through. “This is all I have right now.”

The man outside, broad, heavyset, with a scar running across his cheek, snatched the bills from her hands. He barely even counted them before sneering. “This isn’t enough.”

Before she could react, he shoved the door open, knocking her backward. She hit the floor with a grunt as two more men pushed past her, immediately ransacking the kitchen.

“No, wait—!” she gasped, scrambling up as they tore open every cabinet, knocking over dishes and shoving aside what little food she had.

A moment later, one of them found her stash, the emergency money she had been saving for rent. He smirked, waving the envelope in front of her before stuffing it into his pocket.

“Next time, have all of it,” the scarred man warned, leaning down so close she could smell the stale cigarette smoke on his breath. “Or else.”

Zoie swallowed hard, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. She didn’t dare move, didn’t dare breathe until they all filed out of the apartment, slamming the door shut behind them.

Silence.

Her legs felt weak, her chest tight.

Then, softly—“Zoie.”

She turned. Soohyuk stood by the wall, his expression unreadable, but his jaw was tight, his hands curled into fists. He had seen everything.

Zoie let out a shaky breath, forcing a smile. “Well… that was embarrassing.”

His eyes darkened. “That wasn’t embarrassing. That was dangerous.”

She waved him off, trying to ignore the way her hands still trembled. “It’s just how things are.”

“No,” Soohyuk said firmly, stepping closer. “Not anymore.”

Zoie let out a dry laugh, but it came out weaker than she intended. “What do you mean, ‘not anymore’?”

Soohyuk didn’t answer right away. His gaze drifted to the door, his jaw tightening as if replaying what had just happened. The way those men barged in like they owned the place. The way Zoie had instinctively hidden him, not herself, but him as if she were the one protecting him instead of the other way around.

“You shouldn’t have to live like this,” he said finally, his voice quieter now but firm.

Zoie sighed, rubbing her temples. “Yeah, well, I don’t have a choice. The debt isn’t going to magically disappear. If I don’t pay, they’ll do worse next time.”

Soohyuk watched her carefully, as if piecing something together. “How much do you owe?”

Zoie stiffened. “Doesn’t matter.”

“Zoie.” His tone was gentle, but there was something unyielding beneath it.

She exhaled, wrapping her arms around herself. “A lot. More than I can pay off anytime soon.”

Soohyuk was silent for a long moment before he said, “Let me take care of it.”

Zoie’s head snapped up. “What?”

“I’ll pay the debt.” His voice was calm, like he was suggesting something as simple as buying dinner.

Zoie’s stomach twisted. “No. Absolutely not.”

“Why?”

She ran a hand through her hair, frustration bubbling up. “Because that’s not how this works! I’m not some… helpless damsel you need to save. I agreed to this arrangement on my terms, not because I need a rich man to swoop in and fix my problems.”

Soohyuk’s eyes softened, but he didn’t back down. “It’s not about saving you, Zoie. It’s about making sure you don’t end up hurt or worse.”

She shook her head. “I can handle it.”

“I don’t doubt that,” he said. “But you shouldn’t have to.”

Zoie clenched her jaw, looking away. The idea of someone swooping in to pay off her debt, to take away the weight she had been carrying for so long, it made her feel small. Like she had failed somehow.

After a moment, Soohyuk exhaled and took a step back, as if sensing her walls going up. “Alright. If you won’t let me pay it off, then at least let me help you another way.”

She hesitated. “What do you mean?”

He glanced around the tiny, broken-down apartment. “Move in with me.”

Zoie’s heart nearly stopped. “…What?”

“My house is too big for one person,” he said simply. “You need a safer place to stay. It makes sense.”

She let out a breathless laugh. “You barely know me.”

“I know enough,” he said, holding her gaze. “Enough to see you don’t deserve to live like this. And enough to know that if I leave here tonight without doing something, I’ll regret it.”

Zoie opened her mouth, then closed it. Everything in her screamed that this was crazy, that she couldn’t just accept something like this.

But when she thought about the loan sharks, about the way they had stormed in, taken what little she had left.

She swallowed.

“You don’t have to decide now,” Soohyuk said. “But think about it.”

He reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a card. “My address. My number.” He placed it on the crate she used as a table. “Call me when you’re ready.”

And with that, he turned and left, the sound of the door closing behind him echoing in the quiet apartment.

Zoie stared at the card for a long time, her fingers trembling slightly as she reached for it.

Could she really do this?

***

A few days later, Zoie sat in the dim light of her apartment, staring at the small, crisp card in her hand.

My address. My number. Call me when you’re ready.

Soohyuk’s words echoed in her head.

She wanted to dismiss the offer, pretend it wasn’t tempting, but the truth gnawed at her. She had nothing left. The loan sharks had taken everything, her emergency cash, her dignity, her safety. Next time, they wouldn’t just take money. Next time, they might take her.

Her fingers tightened around the card.

Moving in with Soohyuk felt absurd. She barely knew him, aside from the quiet exchanges they’d shared at the hospital years ago. But at the same time… he wasn’t a stranger. She had seen the way he cared for his mother, the way he looked at her with such tenderness even in her final moments. He wasn’t like the men who came to her door tonight. He wasn’t a predator.

And he wasn’t asking for anything in return.

She swallowed hard, then grabbed her phone. Before she could talk herself out of it, she typed in the number and hit call.

It rang twice before he answered.

“Zoie?” His voice was steady, but she could hear the quiet anticipation beneath it.

She let out a slow breath. “Is the offer still open?”

A pause. Then—“Yes. Whenever you’re ready.”

She hesitated. “Tomorrow.”

“I’ll come get you.”

“No,” she said quickly. “I’ll take the bus. I don’t want them to see me leaving with someone.”

Soohyuk didn’t argue. “Alright. Just tell me when you’re close, and I’ll be waiting.”

She nodded, even though he couldn’t see it. “Okay.”

For the first time in a long time, relief flooded through her. Maybe this was reckless. Maybe she was walking into something she didn’t fully understand.

But for the first time in years, she wasn’t just surviving.

She was making a choice.

The next evening, Zoie stood at the bus stop, gripping the straps of her worn-out duffel bag. Everything she owned fit inside, some clothes, a few sentimental trinkets, and the last bit of food she had left. It wasn’t much, but it was hers.

The bus ride was long, the city lights fading as they drove further into the quieter, wealthier district. The closer she got, the more out of place she felt. This wasn’t her world.

But she didn’t turn back.

When she finally stepped off the bus, the crisp night air hit her. She spotted Soohyuk standing near the curb, hands tucked into the pockets of his long coat. His house loomed behind him, sleek and modern, a stark contrast to the rundown apartment she had left behind.

He met her eyes, his expression unreadable. Then, after a moment, he stepped forward and took the bag from her hand without a word.

She let him.

“Come inside,” he said softly.

Zoie nodded, following him into the unknown.

The house was quiet.

Too quiet.

Zoie stepped inside hesitantly, her worn sneakers making the softest sound against the pristine floors. Everything felt impossibly clean, sleek, and expensive, the kind of place she would’ve only seen in magazines. The ceiling stretched high, modern chandeliers casting a soft glow over the space. A grand staircase curved along the side, leading to an upper floor she couldn’t even imagine exploring.

She felt small. Out of place.

Soohyuk set her duffel bag down near the entryway and turned to face her. “You hungry?”

Zoie blinked. The question was so… normal. As if she weren’t standing in a house that looked like it belonged to royalty.

“I, uh…” She hesitated, realizing she hadn’t eaten since morning. “Yeah. A little.”

Soohyuk nodded and gestured for her to follow him. They walked through the open living space into a kitchen that was just as sleek as the rest of the house. Stainless steel appliances, marble countertops, and a dining table that looked like it had never been used.

He motioned for her to sit at the island while he moved toward the fridge. “I don’t cook much,” he admitted, pulling out a few things. “But I can make something simple.”

Zoie watched as he pulled out eggs, vegetables, and rice. It was strange, watching a man like him, dressed in a tailored sweater and slacks, casually making food.

“You live here alone?” she asked.

“Yeah.” He cracked an egg into a pan. “After my mother passed, I moved into a bigger place. Thought maybe it would feel less lonely.” He gave a small, almost self-deprecating smile. “It didn’t.”

Zoie understood that kind of loneliness.

She glanced around again, taking in the sheer emptiness of the house. It was beautiful, but it didn’t feel lived in. No clutter, no warmth. Just a shell of something meant to be a home.

“Must be nice, though,” she murmured. “Not worrying about rent. About whether the lights will stay on.”

Soohyuk didn’t respond right away. Instead, he plated the food, simple fried rice with eggs and vegetables, and set it in front of her. “Eat.”

Zoie hesitated before picking up the spoon. She took a bite, and her stomach instantly clenched in gratitude. It wasn’t fancy, but it was warm, filling better than the instant ramen she had been surviving on.

Halfway through the meal, she spoke again. “I appreciate this. Letting me stay here.”

Soohyuk leaned against the counter, watching her carefully. “It’s not charity, Zoie. It’s an arrangement.”

She swallowed. “Right. The arrangement.”

“Nothing changes from what we discussed,” he said. “I don’t expect anything from you. I just…” He exhaled, glancing around the kitchen before meeting her gaze again. “I don’t want to be alone in this house.”

Zoie set her spoon down. “And you think I’ll fix that?”

His lips quirked up slightly. “I think you understand it.”

Silence settled between them.

She did understand it.

Loneliness was something they both knew well.

“Alright,” she said softly. “I’ll stay.”

Soohyuk gave a small nod, satisfied. “Good.”

For the first time in years, Zoie felt like maybe, just maybe, she didn’t have to carry everything on her own anymore.

***

Zoie never expected this life to feel normal.

Yet, somehow, it did.

The contract had been simple companionship. No obligations beyond spending time together. And at first, that was exactly what it was.

Dinners at the massive dining table that felt too big for just the two of them. Quiet mornings where she drank coffee on the balcony while Soohyuk read the news. Occasional outings to restaurants or bookstores, where they barely spoke but still shared a comfortable silence.

But then, things started shifting.

Little moments. Subtle changes.

The way Soohyuk started leaving an extra coffee cup on the counter for her in the morning, even though she always said she could get it herself. The way he never let her walk on the side of the street closest to traffic when they went out. How he started keeping extra snacks in the house, the ones she liked, without ever mentioning it.

It was in the way he looked at her sometimes. Like he was seeing something he wasn’t supposed to want.

And Zoie? She found herself watching him more, too.

At night, when he loosened his tie after long workdays, rubbing his temples in quiet exhaustion. In the mornings, when he stood at the kitchen counter, rolling up his sleeves before taking a sip of his coffee.

He wasn’t just her arrangement anymore.

He was Soohyuk.

And that terrified her.

One Evening

It was raining. Hard. The kind of downpour that made the city lights blur through the windows.

Zoie sat curled on the couch, watching a movie, but she wasn’t really paying attention. Soohyuk had been working late all week, and for some reason, she had started waiting for him.

At exactly 10:32 PM, the front door opened.

She turned her head, watching as Soohyuk stepped inside, running a hand through his damp hair. His coat was soaked, and his tie hung loose around his neck.

“You’re still up,” he noted, his voice softer than usual.

Zoie shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep.”

Something passed between them then. A quiet understanding.

She stood without thinking. “You’re drenched. I’ll get you a towel.”

Before he could protest, she was already moving. When she returned, she held the towel out, but instead of taking it, he just… looked at her.

Something heavy. Something unspoken.

Her pulse quickened.

“You don’t have to do this,” he murmured.

Zoie swallowed. “Do what?”

“Take care of me.”

Her fingers tightened around the towel. “Someone has to.”

Soohyuk let out a slow breath. Then, before she could step back, his hand reached up, hesitant, almost unsure, and tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.

Zoie froze.

She should step away. She should.

But she didn’t.

Instead, she whispered, “The contract’s still in place.”

A ghost of a smile touched his lips, but his eyes told another story. “Yeah,” he murmured. “It is.”

Then why did it feel like it didn’t matter anymore?

***

It happened weeks later.

No rain. No tension. Just a quiet evening on the balcony, sharing a bottle of wine.

Zoie laughed at something, she couldn’t even remember what. But when she turned her head, she found Soohyuk already watching her, his gaze dark, unreadable.

Her smile faded.

He reached out slowly, as if giving her time to pull away. When she didn’t, his fingers brushed against her jaw, tilting her face toward him.

“Tell me to stop,” he murmured.

Zoie’s breath hitched.

She should. This wasn’t part of the contract. This wasn’t what they agreed to.

But she didn’t say a word.

And when his lips met hers, she realized.

The contract had ended a long time ago. They just hadn’t admitted it yet.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 87: Senku Ishigami

Summary:

This one is on the anime character, Senku from Dr. Stone. You guys should watch it, it’s an amazing anime. Enjoy!!!

Some scenes are from the anime, so credit to the creators.

Chapter Text

In the peaceful town where Senku Ishigami, the young genius, spent his days, his mind was always preoccupied with one thing: science. Even as a child, he had an insatiable curiosity and an obsession with understanding how everything worked. Today, Senku was hard at work on a new experiment in the backyard, an attempt to improve the mechanics of a small makeshift radio.

He was so focused that he didn’t notice the girl watching him from the edge of the yard. She had been nearby, chasing after her friends when she stumbled upon Senku’s little workshop. Something about the way he worked with such precision and confidence intrigued her.

After a few moments of watching him in silence, she finally approached him.

“Hey!” the girl called out, waving her hand to get his attention.

Senku, startled, snapped his head up, his hair slightly askew from the focus. “Huh? What is it?”

The girl, around the same age as Senku, stood with her hands on her hips and a wide grin on her face. “What are you doing? You’re all serious and fiddling with these wires. Are you like… a super-smart scientist or something?”

Senku raised an eyebrow. “I’m just working on a little experiment. It’s nothing too special. Just trying to improve the signal for this radio.”

She stepped closer, her curiosity piqued. “Wow, that sounds amazing! You’re like a genius or something.”

Senku shrugged, his face showing slight annoyance at the praise. “I’m just trying to figure stuff out. It’s not like I’m a genius or anything.”

The girl laughed, clearly entertained by his modesty. “Well, I think you’re pretty cool! Like, really cool!”

Senku blinked, taken aback by her enthusiasm. “Uh, okay… Thanks, I guess?”

“Yup! And I’ve decided something,” she said with all the confidence in the world. “You’re my boyfriend now.”

Senku froze, his face contorting in confusion. “What? What are you talking about?”

“You’re my boyfriend! I think you’re smart and cool, and I like you!” she declared, totally serious, as though it was an obvious conclusion.

Senku sputtered, caught off guard. “I… I’m not your boyfriend, okay? I’m just doing some science stuff.”

But the girl only smiled wider. “Well, you’re mine now! I decided. So that’s it.”

Senku rubbed his forehead, already feeling the weight of the situation. “You can’t just decide that. I’m not interested in—”

She waved her hand dismissively, cutting him off. “Nope, I’m not listening to that. You’re my boyfriend now. Deal with it!”

The sheer certainty in her voice left Senku speechless for a moment. “You’ll grow out of this, trust me. You’ll see when you’re older.”

She giggled, not at all deterred. “Nope! I’m keeping you! I’ll make you like me when I get older. You’ll see!”

With that, she skipped off, leaving Senku standing there, flabbergasted. He sighed, muttering under his breath. “What have I gotten myself into?”

***

Years passed, and Senku’s scientific endeavors only grew more complex. He became the brilliant young scientist everyone around him admired, always eager to push the boundaries of knowledge. However, through all his progress, there was one constant: the girl who had declared him her boyfriend that day. She was always there, right by his side, continuing to remind him that he was hers.

One afternoon, Senku was walking with his friend Taiju through town when, once again, the girl appeared in front of them.

“Senku! Senku!” she called, waving energetically. “Guess what? You’re still my boyfriend!”

Senku rolled his eyes. “Lila, we’ve been through this! I’m not your boyfriend. I keep telling you, it’s not like that!”

Lila, now a teenager like him, gave him a playful look. “Nope, I’m not giving up on you. You’re still my boyfriend, Senku. I’m not letting you get away!”

Taiju, ever the friendly guy, chuckled. “Looks like you’re stuck, Senku. She’s not gonna let you off the hook.”

Senku sighed, rubbing his temples. “I’ve told her a million times already, Taiju. She doesn’t listen.”

Lila, with her arms crossed, shot Senku a confident grin. “You’ll see! When I get older, you won’t be able to resist me.”

Senku stared at her, half-exasperated and half-amused. “I keep telling you that you’ll grow out of this.”

“I won’t!” she countered, grinning even wider. “You’ll see. For now, I’m just going to follow you wherever you go. You can’t get rid of me now!”

“Wait, what?” Senku blinked, not fully understanding what she meant.

“I’m tagging along, everywhere you go. Science buddies forever, right?” she said with a wink. “And Taiju’s cool too, so I’ll just hang out with you guys. I’ll be your personal assistant or something.”

Taiju laughed, raising an eyebrow at Senku. “Looks like we have a new team member, Senku.”

Senku groaned, his face buried in his hands. “I didn’t ask for this, but… I guess I’m stuck with it.”

Lila beamed, as if she had won the best prize. “Yup! Science buddies forever! You’re mine, Senku, and I’m sticking to you no matter what.”

And then, everything changed.

The mysterious petrification event struck, turning everyone—Senku, Lila, Taiju, and the rest of humanity—into statues. For years, the world stood still. Time seemed to halt, and the people Senku had known, including Lila, were frozen in stone.

Senku, in his stone form, remained conscious throughout the years, thinking about the world and his work. But no matter how long it took, one thing was clear in his mind: Lila. The girl who had claimed him as her boyfriend all those years ago.

When Senku awoke from the petrification, everything felt different. His mind, still sharp and focused, was acutely aware of the passing of time, even though his body had been frozen in stone. The world around him was completely unrecognizable—an eerily silent place where the once-bustling cities and towns had decayed into ruins. Civilization as they knew it was no more, and the world lay in shambles.

But Senku wasn’t going to give up. The young genius had a goal, a mission. His brain was already working, formulating plans to bring humanity back to its feet. Science was his weapon, and he would use it to rebuild everything from the ground up.

However, even in the chaos of the post-apocalyptic world, Senku couldn’t forget one thing: Lila. She had been with him through all of it—always by his side, always insisting he was her boyfriend. He wasn’t sure how much of her younger self would still be there, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that once she woke up, she’d be exactly the same.

***

After Senku successfully revived Taiju and Yuzuriha, he wasted no time setting his sights on finding more people who had been frozen in stone. The world was slowly starting to awaken around him, and he had a lot of work to do. But in the back of his mind, there was always one person he was looking for.

He remembered Lila’s words from before the petrification: “You’ll see when I get older, you won’t be able to resist me.” At the time, he thought it was just a child’s innocent declaration. But now, in a world where everything had changed, Senku found himself wondering if she might be right. Perhaps she was out there somewhere, still waiting for him to admit that she was his “girlfriend” after all these years.

“I’ll find her,” Senku muttered to himself as he worked tirelessly to create the revival fluid. His mind was focused, but a part of him couldn’t shake the thought of her. Would she still remember their childhood? Would she still be the same bright, determined girl who had declared him her boyfriend?

Weeks passed, and Senku’s work continued. One evening, as the sky turned dark, he finally completed the revival fluid. He stood in front of the large stone statue that had been Lila, his heart pounding. His mind raced with questions. What would she be like now? Would she still be the same little girl in her mind, or had the years of petrification changed her?

“Here goes,” Senku whispered to himself as he injected the revival fluid into the statue. The liquid spread across the stone surface, and within moments, the petrified stone began to crack, revealing the person trapped inside.

Lila slowly began to emerge, blinking in confusion, as the stone that had once encased her fell away. She looked around, taking in her surroundings as she stretched, trying to adjust to the new reality. When her gaze landed on Senku, her face lit up with the same bright smile he remembered from when they were children.

“Senku! You came for me!” she said, her voice filled with joy. “I knew you would! You didn’t forget about me, right? We’re still… still boyfriend and girlfriend, right?”

Senku froze. His heart raced as he realized she hadn’t changed a bit. She was exactly as he remembered her. There she was, the same confident, bright-eyed girl who had declared him her boyfriend all those years ago.

“Uh… Lila, we’ve been through this,” Senku started, his voice trembling slightly, more than he cared to admit. “We’re not—”

Lila cut him off with a playful smile. “Nope! You’re mine, Senku. And now that I’m finally awake, we’re going to start our future together!” She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

Senku, caught off guard, blinked rapidly. He didn’t know how to respond. She was still holding onto that childhood promise, and despite everything that had happened in the world, she was still the same.

Taiju, who had been watching from the distance, chuckled softly. “Looks like you’re really stuck, Senku.”

Senku shot him a look, trying to hide his frustration. “I can’t believe this. She still hasn’t grown out of it.”

Lila, sensing the slight tension, pulled away from Senku and smiled up at him. “You’ll see, Senku. One day, you’ll understand that I was right all along.”

For a moment, Senku just stared at her, unsure of what to say. She was so confident, so certain. Despite the years, the changes, and the devastation the world had gone through, Lila was still the same. Maybe… maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing after all. Maybe, in this broken world, having someone who could hold onto something as simple as a childhood promise was a small bit of stability Senku needed.

“I… I guess we’ll see, Lila,” Senku finally said, his voice softening. “But for now, we have bigger things to do. We have to rebuild the world.”

Lila grinned, her eyes sparkling. “I’m ready, Senku! And I’ll be by your side—just like I said. We’re in this together.”

As Senku, Lila, Taiju, and the others began their quest to rebuild civilization, Senku couldn’t help but feel a small sense of peace. The world may have been in ruins, but with people like Lila by his side, he felt like there was a chance to restore what had been lost.

Lila continued to follow Senku everywhere, always reminding him that he was her boyfriend. Over time, Senku began to realize that maybe there was a little more to her declaration than he had originally thought. She was unwavering in her belief that they were meant to be together, and though it irritated him at times, there was a strange comfort in knowing that someone in this broken world still had such faith in him.

Senku wasn’t sure when it happened, but one day, he found himself not minding as much when Lila called him her boyfriend. Maybe he hadn’t been as opposed to it as he thought. Maybe, just maybe, she had been right all along.

And as they set out to rebuild the world, one discovery at a time, Senku knew that Lila would always be there by his side, helping him every step of the way, no matter what the future held.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 88: Min Yoongi

Summary:

Here’s another Yoongi one. This is inspired a little bit by Kdrama, Goblin. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Choi Kaiya, the second princess of the Choi Kingdom is always forgotten about by her family. She is also always left out of things or the last to find out about things. This is due to her being an illegitimate child of the King that he had from his first love, who was a maid in the palace. Her half siblings didn’t like her so much since their father treated her so special. Her stepmother completely hated her because she was that one thing that kept reminding her father of his first love. The stepmother was jealous of her dead mother since she doesn’t get her father maximum love like her mother does. The saying of “first love is harder to forget” was true. Currently Kaiya was eating breakfast with the family when a guard came into the room. 

“Your majesties,” he greeted.

“I ordered no one to interrupt when I’m having a meal with my family,” King Choi said firmly.

“I know, but it’s a letter from the Min Kingdom.”

“Min Kingdom? They had never associated with our kingdom. We tried to stay away from them and stay on their good side since we don’t want war with them,” King Choi said, to himself mostly, “Why are they contacting us now?” Queen Choi saw her husband stressed out and decided to reply to the guard.

“Please, read the letter,” She ordered as she held her husband’s hand. The guard opened the letter and began reading,

King Choi, I’m writing to you to ask for a hand in marriage with your oldest or youngest daughter. She needs to be sent to me in a week. You are not to refuse or there will be consequences, King Min.”

Once they heard the content of the letter, all the members were shocked. The two sisters started to decline.

“Father, I don’t want to marry that ruthless and mean King. I heard he killed his parents to seize the throne. I don’t want to be the next to die. Besides, I’m only sixteen years old, I’m too young to marry,” the youngest daughter refused, “Eunji is the oldest. It’s should be her.” Eunji glared at her sister.

“Hayun, you know I’m already engaged to Prince Hoseok,” Eunji said, “Father, I can’t marry him. You already promised King Jung for my hand in marriage with Prince Hoseok. It’s only right that Hayun marries him since she isn't betrothed to anyone.” Now, it was Hayun turn to glare at her. The prince was just enjoying this and kept eating his food. He was glad he wasn’t a girl. 

“One of you needs to marry King Min or he will declare war on our kingdom. We don’t have the strength to defeat his kingdom,” King Choi replied. Kaiya watched as the family were arguing.

This is the perfect opportunity to get away from here and the unwantedness,” She thought. 

“Father, I can marry him,” She said, interrupting their argument. Everyone looked at her, just realizing she was there. King Choi looked at her.

“Kaiya, you can’t. He said the oldest or youngest daughter,” King Choi denied.

“He doesn’t know what Eunji or Hayun looks like, so he wouldn’t know we sent the wrong daughter. Hayun is way too young, I don’t feel comfortable sending my little sister off. And, we can’t go back on our words to King Jung or we will lose their alliance,” Kaiya explained. Her siblings may have hated her, but she loved them and didn't want any harm to come to them. King Choi was going to deny again, but his wife interrupted him.

“Siwon, she’s right. This way everyone is happy, and we won’t have to worry about war,” Queen Choi said, holding her husband’s hand, and thought, “Perfect opportunity to get rid of her.” Siwon looked at Kaiya, who nodded at him. Then, he signed.

“Okay, Kaiya will marry King Min,” He finally agreed. 

A week later

A carriage sent by King Min was waiting outside to take Kaiya to the Min Kingdom. She was saying goodbye to her family, while only her father came to send her off.

“Please take care of yourself. Don’t do anything to anger him,” he said as he hugged her.

“I will and I won’t,” she replied as she returned the hug. Her father released her. She turned around to get on the carriage, but was stopped by her name being called.

“Kaiya.”

She turned back around to see her three siblings. They came to her. Eunji and Hayun hugged her, which shocked her since this was the first time they showed her affection. She returned the hug.

“Thank you. We're sorry,” they said, letting her go. She shook her head and smiled.

“We are sisters. It’s only right that we protect and care for each other. Promise me after I’m gone, you two won’t fight anymore,” Kaiya replied, making them cry as they nodded. She turned to her brother, who was trying not to cry. She hugged him, which he returned.

“Let me know if he hurt you and I'll come and kill him,” he said, letting go of the hug. Kaiya giggled.

“San,” their father scolded.

“I will, oppa,” She said back. Then, she stepped into the carriage. The carriage began moving as she waved back at her family.

***

After days of traveling, they finally made it to the Min Kingdom. The coachmen opened the curtains. Kaiya stepped out. The court ladies, maids, and eunuchs that were outside waiting for her arrival were shocked by her beauty.

Wow, she was beautiful.”

“I can’t believe she will be our queen.”

I hope she’s nice.”

Forget nice, I hope she can bring her precious King back.” 

The court ladies went to Kaiya, who smiled at them. They bowed at her.

“Greeting, her majesty. We will be helping you get ready for your wedding. If you could follow us,” the head court lady said. 

“Wait, the wedding is happening today,” Kaiya replied, shocked, “I just got here.” She just got here and couldn’t even take a rest from the long travels and already getting married.

“Yes,his majesty wanted to complete the wedding as soon as possible,” the head court lady said back as she walked away. The rest of the court ladies grabbed Kaiya, pulling her already. They went inside a room and started helping her get ready.

“What are your names? It looks like you guys are going to be my court ladies, right?” Kaiy asked after they finished helping her get ready.

“Yes. I’m Jihyo, your head court lady.”

“I’m Nayeon.”

“I’m Jeongyeon.”

“I’m Momo.”

“I’m Mina.”

“I’m Sana.”

“I’m Dahyun.”

“I’m Chaeyoung.”

“I’m Tzuyu.”

“Well, I’m Kaiya. It’s very nice to you guys. I hope you guys can help get settled here smoothly,” Kaiya replied with a smile. 

“We will,” Jihyo said back as they helped her get up, “Now you need to get going.” 

They stepped outside to see the royal palanquin waiting outside. Jihyo helped Kaiya get inside. Then, the coachmen lifted the palanquin, making Kaiya hold on to the wall. They begin walking to the hall with the court ladies following behind. Once they got there, they placed the palanquin. Jihyo and Nayeon helped her get out. They helped her walk to where King Min was standing. Once she stood next to him, Kaiya turned to the King as he turned to her as well. A table in the middle was separating them. With the help of Jihyo and Nayeon, she bowed, sitting crossed, then standing up and doing it again. The king bowed once, then Kaiya bowed twice again. Lastly, the king did a complete bow, knees and hands touching the floor, before standing up. They both sat on the ground, still facing each other. Kaiya couldn’t see the King's face really well since he was wearing a hat with dangling beads. Now, they had to sip wine from the same gourd. Jihyo handed her the gourd, helping her take a sip. Then, she handed the same gourd to the king. He moved the beads away a little and took a sip from the gourd, before giving back to Jihyo. To conclude the wedding, they both bow to the audience. Then, they were off to their first night together.

Kaiya was placed in the king’s chamber. She sat on the bed. She was waiting for the king to come. She was nervous. As she was lost in thoughts, the door opened, making her look up. She saw the king walk in. She got to see his face for the first time.

Where have I seen that face?” She thought.

Flashback 

Kaiya was in the village, dressed as a guy. She had run away from her knight friend that was with her. As she came out of her hiding spot in an alley, a guy bumped into her, knocking her down. She pushed him away and looked at him when he groaned to see he was injured. She quickly went to him.

Oh my god, you’re bleeding,” she said, going to touch him, but was stopped by a sword in her face. She quickly stepped back, raising her hands.

I mean no harm. I just want to help,” she continued. 

He looked at her, before putting his swords down, letting her approach him, which she did. She undid his belt and opened his hanbok and all the other layers until she saw the wound. Kaiya took out a handkerchief inside and wiped the blood. Then, she got the herb that the royal doctor helped her make. She rubbed some on the wound. Next, she ripped a long piece from her hanbok, and wrapped it around the wound. 

There, you should be good. Place this on your wound everyday until it heals,” Kaiya instructed, placing the herb in his hand with a smile.

My lady, there you are,” they heard from their side. They turned to see her knight friend. She grimaced.

Stupid, you blew my cover!” She thought.

She's a girl!” Yoongi thought.

Well, I got to go. Remember to put that on your wound everyday. Bye, sir!” She said, turning back to Yoongi with a smile, before walking to her friend. She turned and waved with a smile before they both disappeared. 

End of Flashback 

Oh, he’s that man. So, he was a King,” She thought as she watched him sit down on the mini table with all the food. He poured a drink for himself, taking a big gulp. Kaiya stood up, going to sit across from him, but he suddenly stood back up, stalling her, making her sit back down. He started to make his way towards her. He stopped in front of her. He leaned into her face, making her lean back. She fell back on the bed while leaning. He followed suit, locking her in between his arms. He leaned into her face again. Kaiya’s heart was beating so fast. 

This is going to be my first kiss,” she thought as she closed her eyes as the King pressed his lips on hers. She moved her lips, following his movement. After a few seconds, he broke the kiss, moved to her neck. 

You’re that girl from five years ago, who helped me when I was injured,” he whispered into her neck as he started taking her hanbok off. She nodded as an answer. Once he got her hanbok off, leaving her naked, he started taking his hanbok off. Then, they connected as one, joining their bodies together, consummating their marriage. 

***

The next morning they heard a knock on the door, startling both of them awake. The king's arms were wrapped around Kaiya’s waist. 

“Yes?,” the King asked as he let go of her waist, sitting up, Kaiya following suit. 

“Your breakfast, Your majesties,” the person replied as they started getting dressed.

“Just a minute,” he said back as he continued getting dressed. Once they finished and looked decent enough, and were sitting down near the mini table, he let the person enter.

“You may enter.”

The person or people came into the room. A few took their dinner from last night, while the others brought in their breakfast, before leaving except for the person who was talking through the door. 

“You’re morning medicine soup, your highness,” the person said, placing it down in front of the King. Kaiya looked at it and was shocked.

Why is he giving the King poison medicine?” She thought. She knew it was poison because she used to visit the royal doctor in her kingdom and he told all about it. This poison slowly weakens a person’s body and mind until they wither away. 

Someone in the palace is trying to kill the King,” She thought. 

“Why does it need to drink medicine soup?” She asked as she touched his thigh, signaling for him to wait from drinking it. 

“Oh, it’s for his body. His body has been weak lately. This helps strengthen it,” the person lied. 

That’s obviously a lie,” she thought.

“His body didn’t seem weak last night,” she replied, making the King choke and the person shocked, “He doesn’t need it anymore, take it away.”

“But-”

“You heard her,” the King ordered. The servant nodded and grabbed the soup and left the room. 

She just came and she always has him wrapped around her fingers. I need to report this,” The servant thought as he closed the door.

“Why don’t you want me to drink the soup?” The King asked.

“That soup is yakchoui yakjeom, it doesn’t strengthen the body, but weakens it until the person wither away,” She explained, “Someone in the palace doesn’t want you to be king anymore.”

“What! I need to find out who,” the King said, getting up, but Kaiya stopped by holding his arm. He sat back down.

“No. You can’t let them know you know or they will find other means to get rid of you. I suggest you don’t eat or drink anything that is brought to you,” She said, “From now on, I will be making all your food and foreseeing your drinks. I will personally deliver it to you. We will always be eating together, so no one will be tampering with it.”

“You’re truly the perfect queen for me,” He stated, making her blush,”How do you know  all about medicine and poison?”

“Our royal doctor taught me everything I needed to know since I was interested and bored because my parents gave all their attention to my older and younger siblings,” She explained. The king nodded thinking,

I need to never ignore her.”

“By the way, I never got your name.”

“My name is Kaiya.”

“I’m Yoongi,” he introduced, picking up his chopsticks, “Let’s eat before food gets cold.” 

Kaiya nodded and they began eating. After they eat breakfast, they go their separate ways. Yoongi went to his king duties, and Kaiya went to talk to her royal courts. 

“Can you tell me about his majesty?” Kaiya asked them.

“He was a kind and great king. He always did things for his people. Suddenly, he changed five years ago,” Jihyo answered. 

“Changed how?”

“He became more ruthless and every little thing ticked him off. Anyone who goes against him is punished severely.”

“Really, he was very sweet to me last night and this morning,” Kaiya replied confusingly. 

“Really, maybe he likes you,” Nayeon teased, “He never gave anything that treatment.” Kaiya blushed.

“Can I trust you girls?” Kaiya said seriously, her face Harding. 

“Yes, my queen. You can trust us. We want our old king back,” Jihyo answered securely as the other girls nodded in agreement. 

“Good,” Kaiya said back, “This can’t leave this room and stay between us.” The girls nodded. She gestured to the girls to come closer and huddle around. 

Someone may be listening,” she whispered, “Someone or some people are trying to get rid of the king.” The girls had a shocked face.

He’s been slowly consuming poison, which is the soup he's been drinking. I need you guys to do something for me.”

What do you need us to do?, my queen,” Jihyo asked

“I need you guys to be my eyes and ears. We need to figure out who is trying to get rid of the king. Can you do that for me?” 

We will, my queen.”

Also, starting today I will be making the kings food and foreseeing his drinks. I will need your help in delivering it. Half of you will help. The rest will focus on the first job,” Kaiya said. The girls nodded.

Somewhere in a Room Away From The Main Palace 

“My lord,” the servant from the morning said

“What is it?”

“The queen looks like she's onto us.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, she had me take back the medicine soup and the King agreed with her.”

“What. We need to be careful around her. We need to change the plan,” the lord replied, “Message the assassin.” The servant left the place. Little did they know someone was listening to and watching their conversation and it was none other than Jihyo, who followed the man since he was being suspicious.

I need to report this to the queen,” she thought as she quietly left the place from her hiding spot. 

***

Kaiya was making her way to Yoongi to have lunch with him with the court ladies carrying the trays,when Jihyo rushed to her in a panic.

“My queen,” She said panicky.

“Jihyo, what’s wrong?” Kaiya asked as she stopped walking along with the other. 

I found out who is trying to kill the king. It’s Lord Taeil. He is hiring an actual assassin to assassinate the King,” Jihyo whispered into her ear.

We need to be on high alert,” She instructed, “Let’s go. He may be wondering what is taking so long.”

They continued walking to their destination. They saw Yoongi sitting, looking out to the lake. He looked at them when he heard them coming. The maids put the food and drinks on the table. Kaiya sat down before they stepped away. 

“These look delicious,” He complimented as he picked up his chopsticks and Kaiya picked up hers. 

They began eating, conversing here and there. Suddenly Yoongi felt the glare of an arrow on Kaiya. Then, he quickly jumped and pushed her down, making the arrow grace his arm, before it hit the wall behind Kaiya. Everyone started screaming and panicking. The royal guards escorted Kaiya and Yoongi to their chamber with the help of his Erunchs and her court maids.

Yoongi winced as Kaiya held his arm gently, her eyes wide with concern as blood soaked through the sleeve of his robe. 

“Yoongi,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “You were hurt… because of me.”

He shook his head, offering a faint smile despite the pain. “I’d rather take a hundred arrows than let one touch you.”

The royal guards had already swarmed the area, chasing down the direction from where the arrow had come. Kaiya pressed a cloth to his wound as the royal physician arrived, bowing hastily before beginning to clean and bandage the gash.

Kaiya sat beside Yoongi while the doctor worked, her hands trembling slightly, still clutching the bloodied cloth. When the doctor nodded in reassurance that it was a clean wound, she exhaled shakily.

“I can’t hide this anymore,” she murmured, her voice low so only he could hear. “Jihyo followed one of the palace servants today… She overheard a conversation.”

Yoongi’s eyes narrowed.

“It was Lord Taeil,” she continued. “He’s behind this. He ordered the poison in your medicine. When that didn’t work, he contacted an assassin. That arrow was meant to kill you.”

Yoongi’s jaw tightened. “Taeil… I trusted him. He was my father’s advisor.”

“That’s why it worked,” Kaiya said, her hand covering his. “But now that we know, we can stop him.”

Yoongi stared at her for a moment, then nodded. “We’ll have to be careful. If he suspects we know, he might act more recklessly.”

“I have a plan,” Kaiya said, her tone firm now. “We’ll let him think his attempt failed—just barely. He’ll get desperate. Meanwhile, we’ll set a trap.”

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been thinking about this already.”

“I’ve been watching,” she replied. “And I have people loyal to me who are willing to help. Jihyo’s already one of them. We’ll fake a weakness in the palace defenses—an opportunity. When he takes the bait, we’ll have guards ready to arrest him and the assassin.”

Yoongi looked at her, pride flickering in his gaze despite the pain. “You’ve become a queen in every way.”

Kaiya leaned forward, brushing a soft kiss on his forehead. “And you’re going to live to see justice served.”

***

The candlelight flickered across the parchment as Kaiya finished writing a false intelligence report. It read:

The King remains weak from the injury. He will rest in the garden pavilion tomorrow evening, with limited guards due to royal duties elsewhere. He insists on peace to show strength. A perfect moment for any bold move.

She handed the letter to Jihyo, who nodded. “I’ll make sure it ends up in the wrong hands.”

“We’ll make it seem like a slip,” Kaiya said. “Let them think we’re growing careless.”

Jihyo left swiftly, while Yoongi stepped out from behind the screen, his arm still stiff in its sling.

“Are you sure this will work?” he asked.

Kaiya nodded. “If Taeil is truly desperate, he’ll act. He’s already crossed the line with poison and a public attempt on your life. He won’t wait long.”

Yoongi studied her for a moment, then said quietly, “I’m glad you’re by my side.”

Somewhere in a Secret Room – Lord Taeil’s Quarters

Taeil slammed his hand on the table, reading the “leaked” report delivered by one of his spies. His eyes gleamed with a mix of fury and opportunity.

“He’s alive… barely,” he muttered. “And walking into the open? The arrogance.”

The servant across from him hesitated. “My lord, perhaps we should wait. This could be a trap.”

“No,” Taeil snapped. “It’s now or never. We’ll strike in the garden tomorrow. That wound proves he’s weaker than he’s letting on.”

He turned to another cloaked figure in the room—the assassin. “You’ll do it yourself this time. No mistakes. Kill the king. Silence the queen if you must.”

The assassin nodded and vanished into the shadows.

***

Yoongi sat beneath the cherry blossoms, wearing a soft robe and looking pale. Kaiya stood nearby, her face calm but alert. A few guards lingered at a respectful distance, visibly fewer than usual.

Hidden among the bushes and trees, over two dozen elite royal guards held their breath.

Just as the sun dipped beneath the horizon, a soft rustle in the leaves signaled the assassin’s presence. In a blink, a dark figure leapt forward, a blade gleaming in the dusky light—

CLANG!

The sword met steel mid-air. Hidden guards tackled the assassin to the ground before he could touch the king.

Lord Taeil, watching from a nearby corridor, turned to flee—but Jihyo and several guards emerged, blocking his path.

“It’s over, my lord,” she said coldly.

He sneered. “You think this changes anything?”

“You tried to kill your king,” Kaiya’s voice rang out as she approached, her hand in Yoongi’s. “It changes everything.”

Taeil lunged in desperation, but the guards seized him. Yoongi stepped forward, despite the pain, and looked him in the eye.

“I trusted you with my kingdom,” he said. “And you betrayed it. You’ll face justice, Taeil.”

The lord’s face twisted in rage as he was dragged away, screaming about the throne and destiny.

Kaiya looked to Yoongi, exhaling in relief. “It’s done.”

“For now,” he said, squeezing her hand. “As long as you’re with me, we can face whatever comes next.”

***

The palace was quiet, the chaos of the evening replaced by a heavy calm. Yoongi sat by the window, his bandaged arm resting on a pillow. The moonlight filtered through the lattice, casting pale shadows across the floor.

Kaiya entered quietly, carrying a fresh pot of tea. She set it on the table and moved to sit beside him, not speaking at first.

“They’ve taken Taeil to the dungeon,” she said finally, pouring the tea. “The trial will begin in three days.”

Yoongi gave a short nod, his eyes distant. “He was like an uncle to me. When my father died, I trusted him more than anyone else.”

“I know,” Kaiya whispered. “That’s what made it so easy for him.”

Yoongi looked at her, his expression softening. “But you… you’ve been watching everything I didn’t see. You saved my life.”

Kaiya shook her head. “You saved mine first. I just returned the favor.”

There was a long silence before he asked, “Are you afraid? Now that this is over?”

She considered her answer. “I’m relieved… but I don’t think it’s over. There will always be others like him. But I’m not afraid, because I know we’ll face it together.”

Yoongi reached for her hand, threading his fingers through hers. “You’re not just my queen, Kaiya. You’re my strength. I don’t say it enough.”

“You don’t need to,” she smiled gently, brushing her thumb across his knuckles. “But thank you.”

He pulled her closer, resting his forehead against hers. “When this trial is over, I want to change things. Root out every last trace of corruption in this court. Not for me—but for us. For the future.”

Kaiya nodded. “And I’ll stand beside you the whole way.”

They sat there, holding each other in quiet unity, as the moon climbed higher into the sky—a symbol of peace hard-won and a love that had grown stronger through fire.

***

The grand courtroom was filled with nobles, advisors, guards, and commoners allowed in for witness. At the front, Lord Taeil stood shackled, though his posture remained defiant. Yoongi sat on the throne, his wound mostly healed, Kaiya by his side—regal and calm.

A hush fell as Kaiya rose, walking to the center of the room.

“Taeil,” she said clearly, her voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “Do you deny the charges of treason, attempted regicide, and conspiracy against the crown?”

Taeil’s lips curled into a sneer. “I don’t deny anything. I did what was necessary. You don’t belong here. Neither of you.”

Murmurs swept through the hall. Kaiya remained still.

“You were once trusted,” she said. “By the king. By this nation. Yet you chose ambition over honor. You poisoned a king you claimed to protect. You sent an assassin to strike him down.”

He laughed bitterly. “And still I failed, because of you.”

“You failed because you underestimated loyalty,” Kaiya replied. “You thought fear would control people, but love made them brave. The servants, the guards—you thought no one would dare defy you. But they stood with us.”

Yoongi stood then, his voice steady. “For your crimes, you are sentenced to execution. Your name will be erased from the royal registry.”

Taeil spat on the floor before the guards dragged him away, still shouting about birthright and power. But no one listened now.

Six Months LaterThe Palace Courtyard

The cherry blossoms had bloomed again, pink petals dancing on the breeze. Kaiya stood in the garden, now restored and full of new life. Beside her, Jihyo laughed as she showed a group of young girls how to arrange flowers, now the head lady-in-waiting.

Yoongi approached, a scroll in his hand. “The new code of conduct for court ministers is finished,” he said. “They’ll be required to swear an oath to the realm, not just the throne.”

Kaiya took the scroll, smiling. “That’s another step toward the future we talked about.”

“The council’s more stable now,” he added. “And no one has dared question your place since the trial. They respect you, Kaiya.”

“I don’t want fear or duty,” she replied. “I want to lead by trust. Like you do.”

He wrapped an arm around her waist. “We’re doing it, slowly. One change at a time.”

“And together,” she said, leaning into him.

They stood under the cherry trees, the memory of fire and betrayal behind them, and the promise of a stronger kingdom ahead.

***

EpilogueTen Years Later

The palace grounds had changed over the years. The walls had been rebuilt stronger, the gardens expanded into open spaces where children now ran freely. Statues of past kings still stood tall, but beside them now was a marble monument—a queen carved in flowing robes, her gaze serene, a scroll in one hand and a sword at her feet.

Inside the royal library, warm with sunlight and laughter, two young boys chased each other between the shelves.

“Jun! Give it back!” the younger cried.

“It’s my scroll now!” the older boy laughed, ducking behind a column.

Kaiya entered, her presence remained as commanding and graceful as ever. She arched a brow. “Should the crown prince really be stealing from his little brother?”

Both boys froze, straightening quickly. “Sorry, Mother…”

Yoongi appeared a moment later, holding a tray with tea. His eyes crinkled with years of smiles. “I told you they’d be in here. Every time someone says ‘lesson,’ they run to the library to hide.”

Kaiya took a cup and sat on the bench. “And yet, they still remember every royal law and battle date. Sneaky little scholars.”

The boys ran to her, sitting at her feet. The younger one, Minho, asked, “Mama, is it true you stopped an assassin with just a plan?”

Kaiya exchanged a look with Yoongi, then smiled. “I didn’t stop him alone. I had brave friends, a good heart, and a king who always believed in me.”

Jun leaned into her side. “Will I be brave like you?”

Yoongi sat beside them. “Bravery isn’t just about swords or battle. It’s about standing for what’s right, even when you stand alone. That’s what your mother taught this whole kingdom.”

Kaiya brushed Jun’s hair back. “And that’s what we hope you’ll pass on.”

Outside, the palace bell rang—a soft, melodic sound to call peace into the afternoon.

As the sun poured through the windows, Kaiya and Yoongi watched their children, the future rulers of a kingdom born not only from bloodlines and duty—but from hard-earned trust, love, and justice.

And so, their legacy endured.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 89: Pavel, Naret Promphaopun

Summary:

Here another Pavel one. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

Pavel had always believed in love, in the quiet, tender moments shared between two hearts. He found that love in a kind-hearted girl named Lily, whose soft laugh and gentle smile filled his days with warmth. They spent time together, shared stories, and their bond grew stronger. Pavel, a quiet, reserved man with a soul burdened by the weight of his own past, found solace in Lily’s presence. She made him feel alive in a way he hadn’t thought possible.

But beneath the surface of their blossoming relationship, Pavel learned something that shattered him. Lily’s father was a cruel, abusive man. Her life at home was a nightmare of shouting, belittlement, and unrelenting fear. Pavel could see the bruises on her arms, the shadows under her eyes, the way she flinched at every raised voice, even when it was far away. Lily never spoke about it, but Pavel could see the pain in her eyes, a pain that mirrored his own.

One night, after an argument with her father, Lily ran away from home. The cold wind whipped through her hair as she sat on the bench in the park, alone and shaken. The harsh words her father had hurled at her echoed in her mind, “You’ll never amount to anything. You’re nothing. Just like your mother.”

She hugged her knees to her chest, burying her face in her arms.

Pavel found her there, hours later, after he had searched everywhere for her. His heart nearly stopped when he saw her sitting alone in the dark, shivering, her face streaked with tears.

“Lily,” he breathed, rushing to her side. He knelt down, his hands trembling as he gently lifted her face toward his.

Her eyes were vacant, empty, and yet full of sadness. She hadn’t even heard him approach.

“I just… I couldn’t take it anymore,” she whispered hoarsely. “He… He said I’m nothing. Like I’ll never be enough for anyone.”

Pavel’s heart shattered at the sight of her like this. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly as if he could shield her from the cruelty she had endured for so long. “You are enough. You’ve always been enough, Lily. And you don’t deserve any of this.”

She leaned into him, her body trembling. “I just want to be free. Free of him… of all of this.”

***

One night, when he could no longer stand to see her suffering, Pavel made a decision. He had the resources, the means, and the will to change things. He knew what he had to do. He approached her father, a man whose cruelty had no bounds, and made a proposition. It was a deal forged in darkness, one that would rid Lily of her torment and bring her into a life of safety. He offered her father a sum of money, more than enough to free her. In exchange, he would take her away, out of the hell she lived in, and into a place where she could be happy. 

“You think you can just buy her?” her father sneered, slurring his words as he leaned back in his chair. “She’s my daughter. You can’t just take her away from me.”

Pavel clenched his fists, forcing down the rage that bubbled within him. “I’m offering you a deal. A way out of this. I’ll pay you enough to never have to worry about anything again. You just… you let her go.”

The older man scoffed, clearly amused. “You think you can make me sell her? My own flesh and blood?” He let out a low laugh, taking a sip of his drink. “Fine. But she’s mine to do with as I please. You think you’re saving her, but you’re just another fool.”

Pavel’s face remained stoic, but inside, his heart pounded with fury. “I’m taking her from you. She deserves better than this.”

Pavel’s heart broke as her father agreed, selling his daughter as though she were nothing more than a commodity.

When Lily was told that she was being sold, she was devastated. She had no choice, not with her father’s threats hanging over her. He threatened to kill the only thing she loved — her cat, a small companion who had always been there for her. Tears filled her eyes as she packed her things, feeling as though she was being torn away from the only life she knew. She couldn’t tell Pavel. She knew how much he cared for her, and it broke her heart to think that he would be sad, that he would wonder where she went, why she disappeared without a trace. She only hoped that wherever she went, she would at least find peace.

But when she arrived at the place where she was to be sold, she was shocked. It wasn’t a stranger waiting for her, but Pavel, the man she had fallen in love with. He stood there, his face a mixture of concern and determination, his arms open in welcome. The moment their eyes met, the fear in her heart melted away.

“You weren’t supposed to be here,” she whispered, her voice shaking.

Pavel took a step forward, gently cupping her face. “I would never let anyone take you from me, Lily. Not your father, not anyone. I did this because I love you. You deserve to be safe, to be happy.”

Tears filled her eyes as she embraced him, feeling the weight of her pain slowly lift. In that moment, she knew that Pavel was not just the man who had promised to love her — he was the one who had saved her, the one who had seen her as more than just a victim of her father’s cruelty. He had taken her into his arms, not as a possession, but as someone he wanted to protect, someone he wanted to build a life with.

Pavel promised her a future where she would never again have to live in fear, where she could love and be loved without the darkness of her past shadowing her every step. And with him by her side, Lily finally believed that she could find happiness, that she could live the life she deserved.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 90: Zhu Yan(Fangs of Fortune)

Summary:

Here’s one on Zhu Yan, the character from the Cdrama, Fangs of Fortune.

Some scenes are from Ep, 15-16, 21. 6-7

Chapter Text

The first blood moon, the sky bled like a wound that refused to close. The air shimmered with power, thick and vile—malicious energy that flowed through the world in violent currents. Demons cowered in their caves. Spirits wailed in the wind. And in the heart of the Eastern mountains, a boy with crimson eyes and a fractured soul fell to his knees, screaming.

Zhu Yan.

A vessel for the darkest force known to the spiritual world.

He was never meant to contain it, but fate doesn’t ask permission.

The more malicious energy he absorbed, the more fractured he became. And on that cursed night, he took in too much.

His eyes turned pitch black.

His voice was not his own.

And he tore through the Zhou household—the last remaining line of demon hunters brave enough to challenge the rising tide of corruption.

Zhou Yichen, the youngest son, was the only one to survive.

But that massacre was never meant to happen.

Because Dove, the demon born to counteract and destroy malicious energy, should have been there. Her touch could have soothed the chaos in Zhu Yan’s veins. Her voice could have anchored his soul.

But she never came.

Because Lilun made sure of it.

Under the guise of alliance, he offered her protection—a sacred charm against the volatile power that surged during the blood moon, which she really didn’t need, but she loved her brother. She took it. What he really gave her was a cursed talisman, laced with ancient sealing scripts. As Zhu Yan screamed into the night, Dove collapsed into the abyss Lilun had prepared.

Locked in a chamber of shadows, her power drained by the very force she was born to destroy, her light flickered… and died.

She fell into a coma.

And the world is forgotten.

Eight Years Later

Zhou Yichen, now a young man, trained with single-minded obsession to avenge his family.

Zhu Yan, forever haunted by what he did, lived in isolation, trying to starve the darkness within him—but every night, it whispered promises, offered relief in surrender. He was fading. He also tried finding Dove, which it was like he couldn’t feel her presence anywhere. That caused him more pain, not being able to find your lover.

And Dove…

In a hidden cave beneath the mountains, she slept, encased in crystal laced with scarlet veins. Her body unmoving. Her pulse shallow. Her power—sealed.

Until it wasn’t.

Zhu Yan couldn’t stay hidden any more. He had to find the Baize Goddess. And help with killing the demons in the mortal realm. He joined the demon hunting squad, which took some time to convince Yichen. Currently, they were at Situ Ming’s countryside courtyard.

Wen Zongyu, the leader of Chongwu Can, order his men to unleash a rain of arrows. Yichen created a defensive barrier using his sword. Sijing fired arrows back. She realized that the soldiers were demonized humans who couldn’t be killed. Zhu Yan attempted to dispel their power, but it was futile. 

Then, Zongyu took an arrow and shot it toward Wen Xiao. Zhu Yan caught the arrow, but it’s tip cover in tiny silver blades. The moment he grabbed it, his hand was bleeding. The silver blades seals his sense of touch, which is the last sense that needed to be sealed, so it would be easily for Zongyu to get his inner core. Yan began to burn within, unleashing intense rage. He loses control and his body started absorbing malicious energy from the soldiers, making them dead. His evil side took over. He started attacking Zongyu and his right man. 

Yichen tried to stop him but he was no match. Wen Xiao took out her flute. But before she can use it, a light came through the entrance, traveling past them to Yan. It went inside him. They watched as the malicious energy around disappeared and he dropped unconscious. 

“What just happened?” Ying Lei asked.

“Where did that blue light come from?” Bai Jiu asked as Yichen and Wen Xiao rushed to Yan to check on him. 

“I don’t know but maybe he can give us the answers when he wakes up,” Wen Xiao replied.

Zongyu and his men disappeared already. 

Somewhere in a Cave

A blue light merges out of Dove’s body, sensing the malicious energy. It moves through the sky, traveling to Zhu Yan to stop the counteract the malicious energy taking over him. Once the blue light left her body, the crystal seal laced with scarlet veins around her body broke free. To be free, Zhu Yan needed to lose control over malicious energy again. 

She slowly opened her eyes. She sat up, looking around. 

“Where am I? Who am I” she said. 

After being sealed for years, her memories were gone. They will come back in fragments. She just got one fragment right now. She will get her full memories from a touch from what once was hers, Zhu Yan. Zhu Yan and her were what you call soulmates. Their souls are tied together. Their powers coexist together. 

Dove,” she remembers something calling her that.

“So, my name is Dove.” She said as she got up, standing. 

She left the cave and walked into a village near the mountain. There she stayed and lived her life until she could get her full memories back and strength back. Zhu Yan wouldn’t still be able to sense her since she is weak.

***

Zhu Yan woke up to see they were still at Situ Ming’s countryside courtyard. He looked to see everyone watching him wake up.

“What happened?” He asked

“Well, you want crazy and full demon mode. Try killing the Chongwu Can soldiers. Then, a blue light came from somewhere and went inside you and you fainted,” Ying Lei explained.

“Do you know what that blue light was?” Wen Xiao asked. 

Blue light? Is it Dove?” Zhu Yan thought.

He signed before explaining,

“Well, my body is a vassal for the darkest force known to the spiritual world, malicious energy. The more malicious energy I absorbed, the crazier and violent I get.”

“There’s a demon that was born to counteract and destroy malicious energy. Her touch soothes the chaos in my veins and mind. She stops me from going berserk. That blue light is from her,” he continued. 

“Is that what happened eight years ago?” Yichen asked.

“Yes, but she didn’t come. Blood moon is when malicious energy is at it’s high peak. When my body starts absorbing malicious energy, she gets this signal or feeling when that is happening. Her body and mind lead her to me, but for some reason, that didn’t happen that night,” Yan explained, “After that, I couldn’t sense her anywhere in the world, demon realm or the mortal realm, which I should be able to.”

“Do you think she died and came back to life?” Bai Jiu asked.

 “No, I would be able to feel that. Our souls are connected. It’s something different, like she was sealed in something that prevented me from finding her,” Yan answered.

“If she was able to send that blue light, then, she must have broken free from whatever seal was holding. Try sensing her,” Wen Xiao said.

Zhu Yan closed his eyes and blocked everything, focusing, but he wasn’t getting anything. Then, he felt something, but it disappeared real quick. He opened his eyes.

“Did you sense her?” Ying Lei asked.

“No, I felt something, but it disappeared.”

“We can try again later on, we need to get out of here,” Yichen said. 

They left.

***

A week after that incident, Zhu Yan tried sensing Dove multiple times, but came back with no results. Currently, they are at Mount Kunlun. The barrier dividing the demon realm and the moral realm is weakening. Zhu Yan and Wen Xiao, who each have a piece of the Baize token, were sitting across from each other, crisscrossed in the star formation. The star formation was a formation that can help strengthen the barrier. Zhu Yan and Wen Xiao are the only one that can do it. Ying Lei and Yichen were outside preventing anyone from coming through.

“Once the formation begins, it can’t be interrupted” grandpa Ying said, “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” both of them said. 

“Zhu Yin, start the formation,” Grandpa Ying ordered.

“The star aligns to stabilize the universe. Protect,” Yin and Grandpa Ying said.

“All sources converse, Yin and Yang reflect each other and heaven and earth work in harmony. Unite,” Wen Xiao said.

The formation was going strong until it wasn’t. The pillars around started breaking.

“What’s going on?” Xiao asked.

Zhu Yin stopped doing the formation. 

“Zhu Yin, I knew there was something wrong with you,” Yan said. 

“The star formation requires two mountain gods to complete it. Ying Zhao, it’s useless for you to hold on alone. Stop dreaming of saving the wilderness,” Yin said, cocky.

Li Lun came to stand next to him. They were working together. Then, all of a sudden Ying Lei came and helped in completing the formation. 

Zhu Yin, having the ability to turn dark into night vice versa, turned the day into night. But it was the night of the blood moon, where malicious energy became a lot. The energy was being absorbed by Yan. Yichen showed up at that moment watching everything unfold. Yan turned into his evil form due to all the malicious energy he consumed. He had black lines on both side of his face and blood eyes. 

He grabbed Zhu Yin by the neck. Yon tried to control him but it didn’t work. 

“Blindness,” Zhu Yan said.

Yin's eyes started bleeding, until they were gone. Then, Yan let him go.

“Zhu Yan, snap out of it!” Mr. Zhao shouted. 

Yan ignored him, and tried going towards Wen Xiao. Ying Lei and Grandpa tried to put a shield around him, but a blue light beat them to it. It engulfed around Yan, preventing him from moving. 

“Zhu Yan,” they heard a soft voice.

***

Dove has been living in the village for a week now. She got accustomed to how they live. Majority of her memories can be returned to her. From her memories, she found out she had a lover, Zhu Yan, who is a vassal for malicious energy. She has the power to counteract it, help him not lose control. She was currently in her room, getting ready to leave for her evening work when the sky suddenly turned night and the moon became bloody. 

The Blood Moon,” she thought before her powers became haywire, without even thinking, she was teleported to a mountain.

There she saw Zhu Yan in his evil form, losing control. She engulfed him with her powers to contain him.

“Zhu Yan,” she said as she walked to him.

Zhu Yan looked at her. Everyone was wondering how she was, except Li Lun, who was nervous when he saw her. But seeing the blue light. She was the demon that Zhu Yan was telling them about. She didn’t give anyone any mind, only maintaining eye contact with Yan as she continued walking to him. She stepped into the blue shield.

As Dove stepped into the blue shield, the humming of her energy intensified, reacting to the malicious force pulsing from Zhu Yan. Her hair, which turned silver floated around her, lifted by the opposing auras clashing within the barrier. Her eyes, now glowing a faint blue, never left him.

Zhu Yan was barely himself— his eyes, once warm and gentle, were now dark and red with power. But the moment she came close enough for him to catch her scent—jasmine and storm—something flickered in his gaze. Recognition. Pain. Longing.

“Dove…” he rasped, his voice gravelly and strained.

The crowd outside the barrier could only watch in awe and fear. Li Lun’s jaw tightened. He had failed to keep her sealed. 

Dove reached out, placing her hand gently against Zhu Yan’s cheek. His skin was burning hot, nearly unbearable to touch. But she didn’t flinch. She also got the rest of her memories back once she touched him.

“I’m here,” she whispered. “You don’t have to fight it alone.”

The red glow in his eyes flickered again, the corruption raging within him pulsing violently as though resisting her. He gritted his teeth, a snarl ripping through him as dark energy burst from his back like tendrils. The shield wavered.

“I need you to return to me. Can you do that?” She continued, as she placed her forehead against his.

He raises his claws to strike, but stops. His evil side wanted to hurt her but he couldn’t. Then, he slowly lowered them.

Dove closed her eyes. Her light began to spread—gentle, like moonlight on still water—cascading over him. It was no longer just about containing him. She was healing him. Piece by piece, her energy sought out the malicious current inside Zhu Yan and unraveled it. The black veins started to recede.

His arms slowly wrapped around her as he was returning back to himself. Dove, feeling his arms, leaned back. She saw his eyes were those beautiful brown eyes she loved so much. She smiled at him, which he returned, before pulling her into a kiss. Everyone was shocked and some had to look away.

“I missed you,” she said, pulling away, “I’m sorry, I wasn’t there during the first blood moon.”

“Why weren’t you there?”

“Someone sealed me away in a cave, using ancient sealing scriptures, which was why you couldn’t sense my presence anywhere. The seal broke a week ago. I was still weak for you to sense my presence,” she explained in anger, “That someone was my stupid brother, Li Lun.”

Then, she locked eyes with Li Lun, who swallowed nervously. They weren’t blood-related but they were raised together so they considered each other as siblings. Dove stepped away from Yan, teleported in front of Li Lun. Li Lun took a step back, before he was grabbed by the ears.

“Ow, ow, I’m sorry jiejie,” Li Lun whined, trying to get her hands off, but it was useless since she was older, stronger and more powerful than him.

She pulled him down to her level. Then, with her other hand, she hit him on the back of his head, before letting him go. Ying Lei and Yichen were laughing at him for being abused by someone smaller than him. Li Lun glared and growled at them, but flicked back when Dove raised her hand in a hitting gesture. 

Li Lun rubbed the back of his head with a pout. “You’re still so violent,” he muttered under his breath.

Dove narrowed her eyes at him. “And you’re still so stupid. What made you think trapping me was the answer?”

Li Lun’s expression twisted, guilt and something darker flickering in his eyes. “I was trying to protect you,” he said, then added under his breath, “…and him.”

“What?” Dove asked sharply.

He looked away. “You were changing him, Dove. Before the first blood moon, he started spending more time down there—with them. Laughing like a fool. Forgetting who he is. What he is.”

Dove blinked, her anger slowly shifting into confusion. “You sealed me away because… you were jealous?”

“No!” he snapped, then grimaced. “I mean—yes. Maybe. I don’t know. Everything was changing so fast. You were taking him away from me. From our world.”

“You selfish idiot,” Dove said, stepping closer. “You really thought your bruised ego was more important than the balance of the realms? You didn’t just hurt me—you broke him.”

“I know that now!” Li Lun yelled back, his voice cracking. “But I panicked. I thought if I just… paused things—if I removed the variable—you’d stop pulling him toward a life he wasn’t meant for.”

Zhu Yan’s head was bowed, but his body trembled with suppressed emotion. Then, slowly, he raised his eyes to meet Li Lun’s. There was no fury in them—only a heavy, tired sorrow.

“I chose her,” Zhu Yan said quietly. “The mortal world didn’t steal me. Dove saved me from it. Every moment I spent down there, it was with her light keeping me from losing myself. You didn’t pause anything, Li Lun. You ripped her away and left me alone with the storm.”

Li Lun opened his mouth, then closed it again, shoulders sagging under the weight of his guilt.

Dove turned to Zhu Yan, gently placing her hand over his heart. His dark aura responded immediately—receding, soothed by her presence. He leaned into her touch like a man starved for comfort.

“It’s over,” she whispered. “I’m here now. And you’re not alone anymore.”

Ying Lei finally stepped forward, arms folded. “Wow. That was dramatic,” he said, though his tone lacked mockery. “Can we all agree not to seal anyone else in any caves for a while?”

Zhou Yichen smirked. “Speak for yourself. I still vote to stuff Li Lun in a jar.”

“Try it and see what happens,” Li Lun grumbled, though he lacked his usual bite. He cast one last glance at Dove. “I really am sorry… jiejie.”

She looked at him for a moment, then sighed. “You owe me eight years, Li Lun. And a proper apology. But for now… we’ve got cursed souls to deal with.”

Zhu Yan turned to her, taking her hand in his once more. “What do we do first?”

“We find the ones still bound to your darkness,” she said. “Free them. One by one.”

“And if I lose control again?” His voice was barely a whisper.

Dove smiled gently. “Then I’ll be there to bring you back. Always.”

And this time, he believed her—with every part of his soul.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 91: Yunho

Summary:

Here’s another Yunho. I had fun writing this one, but the things I had the SWAT do in this is probably wrong😅 Enjoy!!!

Inspired by a picture of Yunho in SWAT uniform

Chapter Text

The sound of gunfire shattered the late afternoon calm.

It started with a loud pop, then another, echoing like firecrackers in the marble-floored lobby of Greybridge Financial. People screamed. Phones dropped. Papers scattered like frightened birds.

Rachel dove behind the reception desk, her breath caught in her throat.

She’d just returned from her break, coffee still warm in her hand when chaos broke loose. She hadn’t seen the shooter, only the aftermath—glass shattering, people running, the chilling sound of another round being fired down the hallway.

She curled into herself, heart pounding in her ears, trying to remember what the emergency training said. Stay low. Stay quiet. Don’t move.

But it was hard to stay calm when the screams kept coming.

Somewhere nearby, someone sobbed. Somewhere further, someone shouted for help. Her fingers trembled as she dialed 911, but before she could press call, a heavy bootstep landed not far from her hiding place.

She froze.

The shooter was pacing through the lobby, muttering to himself. Angry. Erratic. He kicked over a trash bin. Rachel clamped a hand over her mouth, praying he wouldn’t come closer.

Then—

“SWAT! Drop your weapon!”

A voice boomed through the space. Steady, commanding, unflinching.

Gunfire cracked again, but it wasn’t directed at her. She heard more shouting, more boots thudding across the polished floors.

She didn’t move, didn’t breathe, didn’t dare open her eyes.

Then—

Clear left!”

“Clear right!”

“Target neutralized!”

Footsteps came closer. She tensed, until—

“Hey. Are you hurt?”

The voice was closer now. Soft, calm—but firm, too. She opened her eyes and looked up.

He crouched in front of her, visor lifted, revealing a sharp jawline, piercing dark eyes, and a calm expression that somehow cut through her fear. The name “Jeong Yunho” was stitched on the black vest across his chest.

Rachel shook her head wordlessly, but her whole body trembled.

“I’m SWAT Leader Yunho. You’re safe now, okay?” His gloved hand extended toward her.

She stared at it, blinking. Then slowly, her hand slipped into his. It was warm even through the glove. He gently pulled her to her feet and guided her out from under the desk, shielding her with his body like the danger wasn’t fully over.

The hallway was littered with overturned chairs and frightened employees. Other SWAT members were fanning out, clearing rooms, helping the injured.

But Yunho kept his eyes on her.

“Deep breaths,” he said softly, his voice like something solid to hold onto. “You’re okay. Just focus on me.”

She tried. Somehow, he made it easier.

When they got outside, the cold air hit her like a slap, and only then did she realize tears were streaming down her cheeks.

“You’re safe,” he repeated, his tone softer now. “You’re okay.”

She gripped his vest as if it anchored her to the world.

“Thank you,” she whispered, unable to say more.

His eyes met hers—dark, steady, unreadable—but for just a second, something flickered there. A connection. Something unspoken.

Then it was gone. He turned away as paramedics approached.

“Make sure she’s checked out,” Yunho told them.

She was handed off, watched him walk back into the building with his team.

That day, when bullets flew and the world crumbled—

She remembered his voice.

She remembered his hand.

She remembered his name.

And she never forgot his face.

***

The art gallery was a converted warehouse, all concrete floors and abstract lighting. Rachel had wandered in during her Saturday stroll, drawn by the bold colors and bold promises of “Immersive Chaos: A Walk Through the Unconscious.”

Irony wasn’t lost on her.

She stood in front of a mural splashed with blood-red brushstrokes, sipping her iced tea and tilting her head. It looked like rage had been painted in strokes. Wild. Brutal. Honest.

“Bold,” she murmured, and moved on.

Halfway through the second installation—a dizzying maze of black mirrors and dim lights—her phone buzzed.

Amber [Coworker]: Are you near the Westside gallery?! Turn on the news!

Rachel blinked, paused.

A second later, the lights flickered. Then, someone from the lobby yelled, “Everyone! Stay inside and move away from the windows!”

Panic flared in Rachel’s chest.

Her grip on her phone tightened as she heard the sound of sirens. A building-wide announcement followed: “We are on lockdown due to a developing police situation. Please stay calm and remain where you are.”

She froze. Not again.

Moments passed. Voices echoed around her as patrons began to panic. Employees locked exit doors. The air grew tense, thick.

A man leaned close to whisper to someone behind him: “They say someone ran in here with a weapon… trying to hide.”

Rachel’s breath caught. She wasn’t just locked in—she was locked in with someone dangerous.

Flashbacks hit like lightning. The shooter. The screams. The marble floor under her hands. Yunho’s voice.

Her body acted before her mind. She looked for a place to hide, but found nothing but walls of reflective glass and exposed space. She pressed against a corner and tried to disappear.

Then came the boots.

Not frantic, not random—measured. Tactical.

Within seconds, the heavy doors to the installation burst open and a team in black gear swept through, weapons up, precise and efficient. Their leader entered last, his voice cutting through the chaos.

“SWAT! Hands where we can see them!”

It was déjà vu.

Her eyes snapped to him.

No way.

He turned—and their eyes locked.

Jeong Yunho.

Even behind the helmet and visor, she recognized him instantly. He blinked. She could’ve sworn he hesitated.

She wasn’t the victim this time. Not yet. But her heart still leapt the same way it had the first time.

“Get these civilians out, now,” he ordered his team.

As people were escorted out in small groups, Yunho moved to Rachel, almost on instinct.

“You again?” he asked, lowering his rifle and flipping his visor up.

She gave a breathless laugh. “I swear I’m not doing this on purpose.”

His gaze scanned her quickly—checking for injuries, tension, fear.

“You okay?”

“Was… looking at abstract trauma art, then accidentally stepped into real trauma.”

A hint of something—amusement? relief?—flashed in his eyes before he schooled it.

“You have a knack for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“I’m starting to think I’m cursed.”

A pause.

“Let’s get you out of here,” he said, leading her toward the rear.

As they walked, his hand stayed close to the small of her back. Not touching, but there—like a shield.

And Rachel, for a brief second, wondered if it was crazy to feel safer with him than she did anywhere else.

At the exit, he passed her off to a uniformed officer. “Get her safely to the perimeter.”

Rachel turned back, hesitating. “Hey, Yunho…?”

He paused, eyes flicking to hers.

“Thanks. Again.”

This time, a ghost of a smile touched his lips.

“Try not to make this a habit.”

She smiled back. “No promises.”

And as he disappeared back into the building to do what he did best, she watched him go, a thought settling deep into her chest:

That’s twice he’s saved me. If there’s a third… I’m buying him dinner. Whether he likes it or not

***

Rachel never wanted to go to the bachelorette party.

Not because she didn’t like her college friend Sam, but because something in her gut had been off all day. A weird sense of dread. A flicker of anxiety she couldn’t name. But she pushed it aside, chalking it up to overthinking—and went anyway.

The party was held in a rented loft on the east side. Neon lights, loud music, pink decorations and way too much tequila.

Laughter bounced off the high ceilings as ten women danced in ridiculous tiaras and fluffy sashes. For the first hour, it was all harmless fun. Rachel even found herself relaxing.

Then the door burst open.

Three masked men stormed inside. One fired a shot into the ceiling.

Screams erupted. Someone dropped a glass.

“Everyone down! Hands up! Nobody move!”

Rachel’s body locked up in pure instinct. She hit the floor, her arms over her head. The man who seemed to be in charge waved a pistol and growled orders, forcing the girls into a line.

“This is just insurance,” he barked. “You’ll all be fine, as long as your rich little daddy pays up.”

Sam’s father. Of course. A wealthy contractor—she’d mentioned it earlier. Rachel’s stomach dropped.

One of the girls tried to reach for her phone.

A gunshot cracked into the wall beside her head.

“Try that again and see what happens.”

Rachel stared at the ground, heart hammering. Not again.

But even through the panic, another thought fought to break through:

If SWAT gets called… will it be him again?

It was a ridiculous hope. She didn’t even know if Yunho worked weekends.

And yet—

Ten minutes later, they heard it.

The low, vibrating thud-thud of boots.

Shouting outside. Sirens. A megaphone.

“This is the police! The building is surrounded!”

Rachel looked up. Her eyes met Sam’s—both wide with fear.

One of the gunmen cursed. Another shoved a chair against the door.

“They move, I’ll shoot all of them!” the leader shouted.

The girls began crying. Rachel bit her lip so hard she tasted blood.

Then—smoke.

A canister rolled under the door, hissing. Chaos exploded.

Flashbangs followed—blinding white and deafening.

Rachel flinched, ears ringing, lungs burning. She dropped flat as screams tore through the room.

The door burst open.

Black-clad figures swarmed in, tactical and terrifyingly efficient.

Shots fired. The air buzzed with adrenaline. Then—

“Hostages secured! Suspects down!”

A hand grabbed her arm, firm but careful.

“Rachel?”

She blinked through the smoke and saw him.

Yunho.

Helmet off. Eyes sharp and wild with worry. Gun still in hand, but his other reached for her, steady like always.

“Are you hurt?” he asked, scanning her for wounds.

She shook her head, breathless. “How… how are you always the one that finds me?”

His lips parted, like he wanted to say something. But then—

“It’s me. I’m the one who clears rooms.”

It wasn’t a full answer. It wasn’t even close. But the way he was looking at her now—closer, deeper—it felt different this time.

As if something in him had cracked.

Rachel reached out and touched his arm, fingers curling lightly around the black fabric of his sleeve.

“I’m really glad it was you.”

His jaw clenched. He gently helped her to her feet and guided her out as his team swept the rest of the loft. The moment they hit the fresh air, she turned to him, cheeks flushed, voice soft.

“This makes three. I did say that If you save me one more time, I’m proposing.”

Yunho looked at her then—really looked at her. His eyes softened, lips twitching like he wanted to smile.

But he said nothing.

Instead, he turned away and walked back toward his team.

And Rachel knew.

He was slipping through her fingers again—but something had shifted.

Because this time, he looked back.

***

It started with coffee.

Not an accident. Not a coincidence. A move.

Rachel waited outside the SWAT precinct building, leaning casually against the hood of her car with two steaming drinks in her hand. The moment she saw the black tactical van roll in, her heart did a somersault.

Yunho stepped out, dark vest slung over his shoulder, face unreadable as always.

She held up the cup. “I brought caffeine for the hero.”

He stopped in his tracks. “Rachel?”

“Hey, stranger.” She smiled. “You didn’t return my text.”

“You texted a SWAT line.”

“Fair point.”

He stared at her. His jaw ticked once. Then—without saying a word—he walked right past her.

Rachel blinked. “…And that’s a no on the coffee, I guess.”

But before she could wallow, another voice spoke up.

“Is that for me?” A tall man with sharp eyes and a teasing grin came from behind the van. His name tag read Choi San, but his energy screamed mischief.

Rachel grinned and handed him the extra drink.

“I like you already,” San said, sipping.

“Tell your team leader to stop pretending I don’t exist.”

“Oh, we’ve all heard about you.” San winked. “You’re that girl. He talks about you even when he doesn’t mean to.”

“Wait—really?” Her eyes lit up.

San nodded with exaggerated seriousness. “It’s always ‘She keeps showing up in bad situations’ and ‘She’s reckless’ and ‘This is why I hate civilians.’ But trust me, if he didn’t care, he wouldn’t be talking about you at all.”

Rachel laughed. “That’s a win in my book.”

From the second day forward, she became a familiar face.

Lunch deliveries. Coffee drop-offs. One time she sent in a care package with cupcakes that read “To my favorite tactical unit.” She signed the card with:

Yes, Yunho. This includes you. Even if you keep pretending we didn’t vibe during the last hostage crisis.”

Yunho rolled his eyes every time, but his teammates?

Fell. In. Love.

Mingi claimed she made better cookies than his mom.

Jongho asked her for dating advice.

Yeosang once said, “If she survives another crisis, can we keep her?”

Only Yunho stayed distant.

Cold. Professional. Dismissive.

But no matter how many times he said, “Rachel, this is inappropriate,” she only smiled wider and replied, “Then stop rescuing me. Try not being heroic for once.”

He never had a comeback for that.

One night, after a particularly long stakeout, Yunho finally snapped—just a little.

She showed up with chicken and fries for the whole squad.

“You can’t keep doing this,” he told her, arms crossed.

“Why not?”

“Because this isn’t a joke. My job’s dangerous. You being involved—being around—it’s not safe.”

Rachel’s smile softened. “Yunho, I’m not following you into raids. I’m just bringing you food.”

He stared at her. Hard. Like he was trying to convince himself of something he didn’t even believe anymore.

“You could be used against me. People like you—civilians—make easy targets.”

“People like me?” she asked, voice suddenly lower. “You mean the girl you pulled out of a shootout, then a barricade, then a hostage crisis? That girl?”

Silence.

She stepped closer, heart pounding. “You keep saving me like it’s your duty. But I think you just care.”

He looked away.

Rachel stepped back, letting the moment breathe. “You don’t have to admit it now. But you’re not as unreadable as you think you are, Yunho.”

Then she smiled, waved to the team, and left without another word.

And Yunho?

He didn’t say anything.

But everyone noticed how long he stood there watching her walk away.

***

“This is either the best idea I’ve ever had,” Rachel whispered, crouched in the back of a dark van with her wrists loosely tied in prop rope, “or I’m going to get tased and regret everything.”

San grinned from the driver’s seat. “Relax. Yunho won’t shoot first. He’s way too professional.”

“That’s comforting.”

“Also, you know he likes you, right? This is just… the kick in the chest he needs.”

The plan had been Yeosang’s, ironically. “The guy’s a robot until you punch his heart,” he said while shuffling blueprints. “So let’s punch it.”

It went like this: San—playing the fake kidnapper—would send a message to Yunho, claiming to have taken Rachel. He’d say Yunho put his brother in jail and now it was personal. A challenge. A vendetta. Something Yunho couldn’t ignore.

San would deliver the message like a real suspect—voice modulator and all—then vanish just long enough for Yunho to spiral.

SWAT Command Room – 11:23 AM

Yunho slammed the table. “They took her?!”

San’s distorted voice echoed through the recording:

“Remember me, Yunho? You put my brother behind bars. Thought it was over? Thought you won? Think again. I’ve got someone now. Someone you know. Pretty thing, always finding herself in danger.

Come find me, hotshot. Bet you can’t do it alone. Bet you’re nothing without your team.”

Yunho stood, cold fury in every line of his face.

“She was targeted because of me,” he muttered, fists clenched. “This is what I warned her about.”

Mingi looked hesitant. “Yunho—”

“No,” he cut in. “This is exactly why I said I couldn’t—shouldn’t—get involved. She’s not trained for this. She doesn’t deserve to be dragged into my world.”

“Then go get her back,” Jongho said plainly. “She deserves that.”

And that was it.

Yunho suited up in silence.

Abandoned Warehouse – 12:47 PM

Rachel sat tied to a chair, pretending to tremble as San paced around with fake menace. “You’re doing great,” he whispered.

“I feel like I’m about to black out,” she whispered back.

They heard it before they saw him: the crash of boots, the barked orders, the crack of a flashbang detonator. Then—

Yunho.

Rifle raised. Armor glinting. Jaw tight with rage.

He stormed in like a thunderstorm with teeth.

“LET. HER. GO.”

San raised his hands. “Easy! Just me! It’s just me!” He yanked off the ski mask.

Yunho stopped cold.

“What the hell—?”

Rachel looked up, trying not to smile. “Hi.”

The moment snapped. Yunho stared at her, stunned.

San took a guilty step back. “So… this was a team effort. She had backup.”

“You faked a kidnapping?” Yunho’s voice was low. Dangerous.

“Yes,” Rachel said, standing now as San cut the ropes. “Because I tried being subtle. I tried leaving you alone. I tried cupcakes, and coffee, and letting you pretend I didn’t matter. But this? This finally got your attention.”

Yunho’s fists trembled at his sides. “Do you understand what you just risked?”

She stepped closer. “You. You’re what I risked. Because I’m tired of you hiding behind your bulletproof job. I’m not afraid of danger if it means being close to you. I’m afraid of never knowing what this could be.”

He didn’t move.

She laughed—soft, shaky. “Come on, Yunho. Even your team is rooting for me.”

Yunho exhaled like a man about to give up oxygen for love. And then—

“I can’t believe I’m about to say this.”

Rachel blinked.

“I fell for you the first time I pulled you out of that building. But I kept telling myself I couldn’t. Because of my badge. Because of the line.”

He stepped forward.

“But you… you crossed it. And now I’m just standing here on the other side with you.”

Rachel looked up at him, heart in her throat. “So?”

Yunho cupped her face with both hands, leaned down, and kissed her like he’d waited through every bullet and hostage call to do it right.

The entire team erupted in applause from the shadows.

Rachel grinned against his mouth. “Took you long enough, Captain.”

Yunho smirked. “Next time you fake a kidnapping, I’m cuffing you for real.”

She grinned. “Is that a promise or a threat?”

SWAT HQ – Two Months Later

“Captain Jeong! Incoming civilian breach!”

Yunho looked up from his paperwork just in time to see San dramatically slide open the briefing room door.

“She’s back,” San whispered, a grin spreading across his face. “The menace.”

Before Yunho could ask who, a familiar voice rang out behind San.

“Excuse me, official girlfriend business!” Rachel announced, breezing into the room like she owned it. She wore jeans, a cropped hoodie with “Tactical Babe” printed across the chest, and a ridiculously smug smile.

Yunho pinched the bridge of his nose, biting back a grin. “Rachel.”

“Captain,” she said sweetly, strutting up to his desk and dropping a paper bag in front of him. “I come bearing lunch, kisses, and chaos.”

Yeosang popped his head in. “What’d you bring?”

“Kimchi fried rice and dumplings.”

Jongho fist-pumped from his seat. “She’s feeding us again. I’m officially in love.”

“You’re late,” Yunho muttered, standing up and stepping close to her. “I thought you said noon.”

“Traffic.” She tilted her head. “Also I was picking up the gift.”

“What gift?”

She pulled out a tiny, custom-made tactical vest… for a stuffed bear.

Yunho blinked. “Is that… a SWAT bear?”

“Yep.” She held it up proudly. “His name is Jeongie. Emotional support bear for dangerous ops. You can hug him when you miss me.”

The entire team broke into howls of laughter.

Mingi wiped a tear. “This is the best relationship subplot I’ve ever witnessed.”

Yunho shook his head, utterly defeated. But his eyes were soft. Softer than his team had ever seen.

He leaned down and murmured into Rachel’s ear, “You realize you’re a walking HR violation, right?”

She smirked. “You gonna arrest me?”

“Don’t tempt me.”

She kissed his cheek before stepping back. “I’ll see you tonight. I expect you in one piece, Commander Cold Heart.”

As she turned to leave, Yunho called after her.

“Hey, Rachel.”

She turned around.

“Thanks for breaking down every wall I built.”

Rachel’s grin widened, and she saluted him. “You’re welcome. Now go do hero stuff.”

He watched her walk out, the ridiculous bear still dangling from his hand.

San clapped a hand on his shoulder. “You know, for a guy who claimed he couldn’t have distractions… you look a lot happier being distracted.”

Yunho chuckled.

“Yeah,” he said. “She’s the best mission I ever failed.”

 

 

 

 

Chapter 92: Choi San

Summary:

Here’s another Choi San story. It’s inspired by the book about the star-crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet. In my book, my lovers don’t kill themselves. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

In the bustling city of Seoul, two powerful families held the reins of rival companies. The Choi family, led by Mr. Choi, owned Choi Industries, and the Park family, with Mrs. Park at the helm, controlled Park Enterprises. For years, their rivalry was notorious, each trying to outdo the other in business dealings, leaving little room for personal connections.

But there was one secret the families didn’t know—two hearts had already crossed that boundary.

San Choi, the charismatic and intelligent heir to Choi Industries, had always been under the pressure of carrying on his family’s legacy. He was expected to be a perfect leader, to never falter. But when he met Lilith Park, an ambitious, free-spirited woman from the rival Park family, everything changed.

It all started at a charity gala, where both families were present, each pretending to be cordial while secretly eyeing each other. San, dressed in a sharp black tuxedo, was speaking to a business partner when he noticed Lilith. She was standing by the entrance, her laughter filling the air, her eyes bright and full of life.

“Lilith Park, right?” San said, approaching her with a smile.

She turned to face him, a little taken aback by the boldness of his approach. “Yes. And you must be San Choi.”

A playful smirk tugged at his lips. “I must admit, I’ve always wanted to meet the infamous heir to Choi Industries.”

Her laugh was soft but genuine. “The reputation precedes me, I guess. But I’d like to think I’m more than just a name.”

They chatted casually at first, discussing everything from the gala’s decor to the latest trends in the business world. But as the night wore on, the connection between them deepened. The rivalry between their families faded, replaced by a growing understanding. The more they talked, the more they realized how similar they were—both trapped by the expectations of their families, both yearning for a life of their own.

Over the next few months, San and Lilith found ways to meet in secret. Their relationship, though forbidden, flourished in the quiet moments they stole from the world. They went on late-night drives, shared quiet dinners at hidden spots in the city, and talked for hours, their conversations flowing effortlessly.

One evening, as they sat in a secluded park, San took her hand gently, his voice low. “I never thought I’d fall for someone like you, Lilith.”

She smiled, squeezing his hand. “You’re not so bad yourself, San.”

But their secret wasn’t destined to stay hidden forever.

One evening, Lilith’s father, Mr. Park, accidentally discovered a photograph of the two of them at a café. His face darkened with anger as he confronted her. “What is this, Lilith? With San Choi?”

Lilith’s heart sank as she tried to explain, but her father’s fury was overwhelming. “I won’t let you be with the Choi boy. He’s the enemy, and you should know better than to entertain such an idea.”

“But, Dad,” Lilith tried to reason, “it’s not about business. It’s about us.”

“No,” Mr. Park snapped. “It’s about loyalty. Your family’s loyalty, and that means staying far away from the Chois.”

At the same time, San’s mother, Mrs. Choi, discovered the relationship through a business associate who had seen them together. She was equally furious when she confronted San. “You’re seeing Lilith Park? Have you lost your mind, San? She’s from the Park family—your family’s greatest rival.”

“I’m in love with her, Mom,” San confessed, his voice strained with emotion. “This isn’t about business. It’s about who I am. I can’t just give her up.”

“You will,” Mrs. Choi insisted, her tone final. “If you don’t, you’ll lose everything. You’ll lose the company, your position, your future.”

The pressure from both families mounted, and San and Lilith knew that if they continued, they risked destroying not just their relationship but their futures as well. They were forced to part ways, their hearts broken as they went back to their separate worlds, pretending to be the children their families wanted them to be.

But the pain of being apart was too much to bear. Time passed, but neither could move on. Lilith missed San’s voice, his gentle touch, and the way he made her feel like she was the only person in the world. San couldn’t stop thinking about her—her laugh, her spirit, the way she made him feel alive in a world that had always been so controlled.

Then, by fate’s design, they crossed paths once again at a business event in Jeju Island. San had been invited to speak on behalf of Choi Industries, and Lilith was there as a representative of Park Enterprises. Their eyes met across the crowded hall, and for a moment, time seemed to stop.

San walked toward her, his heart racing. “Lilith,” he said softly, his voice full of longing.

She turned, a mixture of surprise and joy in her expression. “San… I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“I didn’t expect to see you either,” he replied, a smile tugging at his lips.

They found a quiet spot away from the crowd, and for the first time in months, they were able to talk freely. “I’ve missed you so much,” San confessed, his voice thick with emotion.

“I’ve missed you too,” Lilith whispered, her hand trembling as she reached for his. “It’s been so hard without you.”

“We can’t keep doing this,” San said, frustration creeping into his voice. “We can’t keep pretending like we don’t love each other.”

Lilith’s eyes filled with tears as she nodded. “I know. But our families… they’ll never accept it.”

“We’ll make them understand,” San said with determination. “We’ll make them see that love isn’t about business. It’s about happiness. It’s about us.”

The next day, they sat down with their families, ready to fight for their love. “We can’t keep hiding, Mom, Dad,” San said, looking his parents in the eye. “We’re not doing this for business. We’re doing it for ourselves.”

Lilith echoed him, her voice steady but full of emotion. “We want to be together. Please, don’t let your rivalry take away our happiness.”

It wasn’t easy, and there were many difficult conversations ahead. But slowly, both families began to see the truth. The rivalry that had once seemed so important didn’t matter anymore when they saw the love between their children. They realized that no amount of business success was worth the pain of keeping their children apart.

In time, the Choi and Park families made amends. The walls that had divided them for so long began to crumble, and San and Lilith were free to love each other without fear.

As they stood together, hand in hand, the sun setting behind them, they knew they had broken free from the chains of their families’ past. Their love had not only brought them together but had healed the rift between two families who had once thought they could never coexist. And now, they could finally build a future together, free from the burden of rivalry, bound only by love

 

 

 

Chapter 93: Song Mingi

Summary:

Here’s another short Mingi story. My last weekly updates. I’m going to monthly updates since summer vacation is over and my job starts back up again, so less time to write.
Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Kella leaned against the cool metal railing of the mall’s second floor, scrolling mindlessly through her phone as she waited for Mingi. He was always a little late, but she didn’t mind. It gave her time to people-watch, which was exactly what she was doing when she heard a loud commotion coming from a group of girls a few feet away.

They were whispering, giggling, and—wait, were they shoving each other?

Kella frowned, lifting her head in curiosity. The group of girls, all dressed to impress, seemed to be in some kind of playful argument, their voices rising with excitement.

“He’s mine!”

“No, I saw him first!”

“He looked at me, obviously.”

Kella raised an eyebrow, wondering who had them acting like this. Following their gazes, she turned her head—only to spot her boyfriend, Mingi, standing near a vending machine, obliviously scrolling through his phone.

She blinked.

Then she laughed.

Of course.

Her boyfriend, with his tall frame, effortless style, and that charmingly clueless energy, had apparently caught their attention. She wasn’t even surprised.

With an amused shake of her head, Kella pocketed her phone and strode toward them. The girls were still bickering when she reached them. Without hesitation, she wedged herself between them, pushing through with a confident smirk.

“Sorry, girls,” she said sweetly. “He’s mine.”

Before they could react, Kella stepped right up to Mingi and wrapped her arms around him, grinning as she looked up at his startled face.

Mingi blinked down at her, confused for only a second before a slow, knowing smile spread across his lips. 

“Hey, babe,” he said, hugging her back with ease, resting his chin atop her head.

The group of girls behind her huffed in frustration.

“Ugh, whatever,” one muttered.

“Lucky,” another mumbled as they turned on their heels and walked away, their excitement deflating.

Kella chuckled, feeling victorious as she pulled back to look at Mingi. He tilted his head, amused. 

“Should I be worried?” he teased.

“Not at all,” she said, looping her arm through his. “I just had to remind them who you belong to.”

Mingi laughed, shaking his head. “Well, in that case…” He leaned down, pressing a quick, playful kiss to her forehead. “Let’s make sure they really get the message.”

And with that, the two of them walked off together, leaving behind a group of very disappointed admirers.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 94: Jongho

Summary:

Here’s a short Jongho one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Noa had always known that love wasn’t forever. At least, not for everyone. So when she overheard Jongho talking with his friend and caught the words “break it to her”, her heart plummeted.

She didn’t stick around to hear the rest. She didn’t need to. The message was clear—Jongho was going to break up with her.

She wasn’t sure when, but she knew it was coming. Maybe in a few weeks. Maybe in a few days. Maybe even tomorrow. The uncertainty made her stomach twist painfully, but she refused to let him see how much it hurt. If these were going to be her last days with him, she wanted to make them happy ones.

So Noa smiled more. She laughed at all his jokes, even the bad ones. She held his hand a little tighter, stayed in his arms a little longer, memorized the way he looked at her when he thought she wasn’t paying attention. Every moment became precious, something to lock away in her heart for when he was no longer hers.

But it was hard. So, so hard. Some nights, when Jongho was asleep beside her, she would stare at him, wondering if he had already decided the exact words he’d use. If he had rehearsed how he’d say it. If he felt even an ounce of the heartbreak she was drowning in.

And then the day came.

Jongho was acting nervous, his fingers fidgeting with the edge of his sleeve, his leg bouncing slightly where he sat across from her at their favorite café. Noa knew this was it.

She couldn’t bear to hear him say the words. She didn’t want to sit there and pretend she was okay while he shattered her heart.

So she smiled—one last time—and took the plunge for him.

“I know what you’re going to say,” she said, forcing her voice to be steady. “And it’s okay, Jongho. I understand.”

Jongho’s brows furrowed. “You… do?”

Noa nodded, trying to keep the lump in her throat from choking her. “Yeah. I mean, I won’t lie—it hurts. But I knew this was coming. I just… I just want you to be happy.”

Jongho stared at her like she had grown a second head. “Wait, what?”

Noa let out a wobbly laugh. “You don’t have to say it. I heard you talking the other day. About breaking it to me.” Her hands curled into fists on her lap. “You were going to break up with me, right?”

Jongho’s mouth fell open slightly before he let out a breathy laugh of disbelief. “Noa… you heard wrong.”

Her heart skipped a beat. “What?”

Jongho reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box, placing it between them on the table.

“I wasn’t going to break up with you,” he said softly, eyes filled with something so deep and tender it made her breath hitch. “I was trying to figure out how to propose to you.”

Noa’s entire world tilted on its axis.

“What?” she whispered, staring at the box like it might disappear.

Jongho chuckled, shaking his head. “You really thought I’d ever leave you?” His voice was gentle, full of warmth. “Noa, I love you. I was never planning to break up with you—I was just nervous about how to ask you to marry me.”

Tears welled in her eyes, her emotions crashing into her all at once. “You idiot,” she choked out. “You absolute idiot.”

Jongho grinned, reaching for her hands. “I know,” he admitted. “But I’m your idiot.”

Noa let out a watery laugh, shaking her head in disbelief.

“So,” Jongho continued, flipping open the box to reveal a stunning ring, “now that the misunderstanding is cleared up… Noa, will you marry me?”

Tears spilled down her cheeks, but this time, they were happy ones. She didn’t hesitate for a second.

“Yes,” she breathed, launching herself into his arms. “Of course, yes.”

Jongho held her tightly, pressing a kiss against her temple. “I love you,” he murmured.

Noa smiled through her tears. “I love you too. Even if you’re a terrible communicator.”

Jongho laughed, shaking his head. “Noted. I’ll work on that.”

And just like that, the heartbreak she had been bracing for turned into the happiest moment of her life.

 

Chapter 95: Lee joongi

Summary:

Here’s a long Lee joongi one. I fallen in love with him after watching flower of evil, Lawless lawyer, and Again my Life. I just had to do a story with him. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

Blossom was an omega, but treated like an alpha before she even presented. As she grew up as a child, her father said she was an alpha and didn't even let the thought of her being any omega across mind because she was built differently than omegas. She was tall, not petite. She was 5’8. She didn’t have a soft and gentler appearance. Her father started training her like an alpha before she presented. When she was presented at the age of 16 as an omega, her father was furious. He didn’t want omega children. He despises omegas. Her mother and father were alphas. That day she was outcasted by her family, except her mother. She was forced to take surresspants and scent blockers since her father didn’t want a scent of omega in his house. The pack started treating her badly, especially the omegas. They would bully her about not having a mate or her mate not wanting her when her mother wasn’t around of course. The wounds heal before her mothers can see them. She endured this for three years. One day when she was 18 years old, the bullying really got worse.

“I doubt you even have a mate,”  one of them said again as they cornered her one day which wasn’t the first time. 

They pushed and shoved her. Then, all of sudden, she felt an enormous amount of pain on the back of her head. One of them hit her on the back of the head with a bat before they realized what they had done. They dropped the bat in horror as the other omegas looked at them in horror too. They watched as Blossom dropped to the ground unconscious. 

“Blossom!” Her mother, who had come back from a hunt, shouted running to her. 

She had seen what had happened. She dropped down next to her unconscious daughter. Blood was oozing out the back of her head since it was slowly healing. 

“What did you do to my daughter?” She growled at them omegas, her eyes turning red in anger. 

She was releasing an extreme amount of pheromones, making the omegas whimper in pain from it. Everyone came to see what was going on. She got up walking towards the omegas wolfed out, but her mate stood in between her and the omegas. He was releasing calming pheromones to calm her down, which didn’t even work when it usually does. What he didn’t know was that a bond between a mother and her children is stronger than a bond between mates.

“Get out of my way!” She growled at him.

He growled back, not liking being growled at. He was slightly mad to see his daughter hurt but not much.

“Don’t do something you will regret later,” he growled. 

She looked at him, then, looked at the omegas that hurt her daughter before turning around and going back to her daughter. She picked her up gently and walked into their home. Then, and there she decided to leave her mate and  this place  with her daughter. Leaving her mate will be painful but not deadly. After a few years of being away from each other, their bond will fade. She didn’t want to be with someone who doesn’t cherish, love and protect their children. That night she stayed in her daughter's room and she picked daughter 's things only since she didn’t want to go into her room to get her things, not wanting to deal with him. It was a good thing she placed the money she earn working at the town in her daughter room. She put the bag over her body. Then, she picked up her daughter, who was still unconscious, but her wound healed. The healer looked at her and said she would be fine. There wasn’t any internal damage. She carried her daughter on her back. Then, she stepped into the woods, walking away from the life she knew and never looking back.

Next Morning 

Minseok woke up feeling a pain in his chest.

It wasn’t sharp, but it throbbed like something important had been torn from deep within him. He sat up in bed, hand pressed to his sternum, breathing heavily as confusion clouded his mind.

Then he realized: the house was too quiet.

No early morning rustling in the kitchen. No sounds of his mate humming softly while making tea. No soft footsteps pacing beside Blossom’s room.

His brows furrowed. He rose quickly and padded across the floor, his alpha instincts on edge. When he opened Blossom’s door, the bed was empty but not cold. It had been slept in… and recently.

That’s when he noticed the faint but fading scent trail.

His mate. And Blossom. Gone.

He went to the healer.

“She what?” he growled at the omega healer, who shrank back.

“She left,” the healer stammered. “She took Blossom and just… walked out into the woods. Said she wouldn’t come back.”

Minseok’s canines extended involuntarily. “And you didn’t stop her?”

“She was alpha-born. Stronger than me,” the healer said. “And you— you didn’t protect your daughter, Alpha. You let those girls—”

Minseok roared, and the healer silenced instantly.

The truth stung. His mate had warned him many times, told him he was being cold, blind, cruel. But he’d dismissed her concerns, thinking strength was all that mattered, that an omega daughter was a shame.

Now he had neither daughter nor mate.

And yet… the pain in his chest didn’t stop. If anything, it worsened. A dull ache that bloomed into something darker.

The bond was fraying.

He could feel it.

***

Blossom woke to the sound of birds and the warmth of sunlight peeking through the forest canopy. Her head throbbed faintly, but it was manageable thanks to her healing. She blinked slowly, sitting up on the sleeping mat beneath her and realizing she wasn’t in her room.

“Mom?” she croaked.

Her mother appeared almost instantly, a warm smile tugging at her lips and eyes filled with tears.

“You’re awake,” she whispered, crouching down and pulling her daughter into her arms. “Thank the Moon.”

Blossom clung to her weakly. “Where are we?”

“Far from that pack. Somewhere safe. I won’t ever let them hurt you again, sweetheart.”

Her mother’s voice was steady, but underneath, there was grief and fury. She had spent too long watching Blossom suffer under the cruelty of their own kind, rejected by her father, tormented by peers, treated as less than what she was.

Never again.

“I left him,” she added, brushing Blossom’s hair back. “I left everything behind.”

For a long moment, Blossom said nothing. She didn’t cry. She didn’t scream. She only leaned against her mother, trembling softly. The act of being chosen, of being protected, it broke something inside her. Something that had been cracked for too long.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

8 Years Later

Blossom and her mother had moved and settled in Seoul after moving and living in different towns in fear of her father finding them. They live in a small apartment that they can afford. Her mother works at a convenience store. She got a job at a cafe since that is all she can get with the level of education she had, which is high school. She not once thought about having a mate. All the bullying and being told that she didn’t have a mate got to her and she started believing it. She wouldn’t even be able to smell her mate since taking all that surresspants damaged her sense of smell. Even when she left her pack she was still taking them, it wasn’t until her mother caught two years ago that she was forced to stop taking them. Pheromones wouldn’t affect her, the only time it does was during heats, but it’s only slightly. 

She being different from your typical omega made it hard making friends. She had no friends. The omegas she works with at the cafe didn’t like her much because she kept flinching around them. She was different from them. Currently she was at the counter, wiping it down while she waited for customers. Then, the bell on the door rang signaling someone came in. She stopped wiping and looked up with a small smile only to see a handsome man with black hair. 

“Welcome to Sugar and Spice. What can I get you?” She greeted, but the man was just staring at her. 

She tilted her head in confusion. She was going to say something again, but all of a sudden, she was pushed out of the way. She stumbled a little before grabbing the counter edge. She looked to see Chaewon, one of the other omegas that work at the cafe. 

“I will take this order,” She said, smiling at the man. 

“Um, okay,” Blossom replied confusingly, but she got the hint that Chaewon may have taken a liking to the man. 

She also liked the man, but knew that he wouldn’t like since she was not like a typical omega, so went to do Chaewon’s job which was making the coffee.

***

A man was walking to a cafe called Sugar and Spice. He was going to get a coffee before going to the office. He was already late but he didn’t care plus he was the CEO of the company. He can do whatever he wants. When he stepped into the cafe, he smelt a scent. 

Mate!” He thought. 

He followed the scent to the counter, where a girl was. The scent was coming from her. She looked at him with a small smile. Her name was blossom from the band tag she was wearing.

“Welcome to Sugar and Spice. What can I get you?” She greeted him. 

He didn’t reply to her and just continued looking at her. She tilted her head in confusion.

Cute,” he thought, “Doesn’t she recognize me as her mate?” 

She was going to say something, but she was pushed aside by another omega. She stumbled before catching herself. She looked at the other. 

“I will take this order,” the other said to her, giving her a look, before looking back at with a flirty smile. 

“Um, okay,” his mate said confused, before turning and walking to make coffee orders. 

His eyes were following her movements as she made coffee, but his view was blocked by the omega that pushed her away. 

“What can I get you?” She asked.

He looked, more like glared at her, releasing slightly angry pheromones, which made her flinch and her smile disappeared. He smiled at that before controlling his pheromones, so it won’t affect his mate.

“Can I get one black coffee?” He said. 

She nodded slightly as she typed into the register, her hands slightly trembling.

“That would be $5.00,” she said without looking at him.

He felt bad, but he didn’t like the way she treated his mate. He took out his card and handed it to her. She took it and swiped before giving back to him.

“Your order will be done shortly. What’s your name?” She said, still not looking at him.

“Joongi,” he replied as he put away his card.

She wrote it on and gave it to his mate along with his order as he went and sat down at an available table. From there he watched his mate make his coffee. 

Why isn’t she sensing that I’m her mate?” He thought, “Is it because she can’t?”

He watched as she finished and wrote his name. She placed it on the pickup side. 

“Joongi!” She said.  

My name from her mouth sounds nice,” he thought before getting up. He walked up to her. 

“Here’s your coffee. Enjoy,” she said with a smile, handing him his coffee.

He grabbed it, making sure to touch her hand. When their hands touched he let electrical shocks go through him. She must have felt it too since she let go so fast. It was a good thing he had a good grip or the coffee would have dropped and slipped. She looked at her hand in shock as she was pulled back by a beta, who was the manager since she had manager title..

“Clumsy, idiot,” the manager said, giving his mate a glare, before looking at him in apology, “Sorry about her, sir.”

Then, she turned back at his mate, who was looking down in guilt, which didn’t sit well with him.

“Go wipe tables,” She ordered his mate, who nodded. 

His mate grabbed a towel and left to wipe tables. 

“I don’t like her working in this environment,” he thought, before walking up to her.

“Excuse me,” he said. 

She turned around. She looked at him in confusion.

“Um, yes,” she said. 

“If you need a new job environment,” he said, hanging her his business card, “Call me.” 

She took the card. 

“Thank you.”

He nodded with a smile, before leaving, hoping she would call.

***

When Blossom got home later that afternoon, the card fell out of her pocket as she was changing her clothes. She picked it up, looking at it.

Should I try calling even though I don’t have a degree? I can get away from mistreatment at cafe. I should just try,” she debated, before taking her phone and dialed the number.

She listened as it rang before someone answered.

Hello?”

“Um, is this Mr. Lee?”

Yes, who’s this?”

“Um, it’s the girl from the cafe that you told to call if I need a change of environment.”

Aw, yes. Would you like to do the interview now?”

“Over the phone?”

Yes, if that’s okay with you?”

“Um, yes it is.”

Wonderful, first question, what's your name?”

“Kim Blossom.”

Can you organize things?”

“I can.”

Wonderful, you are hired.”

“Wait, just like that?”

Yup.”

Blossom couldn’t believe how easy it was, but she still had to tell her flaws.

“Um, even if I don’t have a college degree.”

You don’t need a degree for the job you’re going to do.”

“Oh, okay. Thanks for this opportunity. When do I start?” 

Hum, you can start tomorrow at 8 o'clock sharp.”

“Okay, thank you sir.”

See you tomorrow, Blossom,” he said, before hanging up.

Blossom started screaming in happiness. Her mother came into her room in concern.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?”

“Mom, I got hired to work at a LJ.”

Her mother blinked. “LJ? As in LJ Corporation?”

Blossom nodded excitedly, bouncing on her feet. “Yes! I met the CEO today. He came into the café. He… he offered me a job after seeing how I was treated. I thought it was a joke at first, but he called me by name and everything. And now—Mom, I’m starting tomorrow!”

Her mother’s eyes softened, and she reached out to cup Blossom’s face gently. “You deserve this, sweetheart. You’ve worked so hard just to survive. Maybe… maybe this is the start of something new.”

Blossom’s excitement dimmed slightly, her mind flashing back to the strange moment when their hands touched, how her whole body jolted, how something warm and electric coursed through her veins.

“Do you think…” she began hesitantly. “Do you think I’ll ever find my mate with my sense of smell damaged and everything?”

Her mother didn’t respond right away. She instead pulled her daughter into a long embrace.

“You will, Blossom. He may be the one to find you first. There is another way to find your mate.”

“Which is?”

“I don't exactly remember. Your mother was a rebel as a kid. I never listened when they were teaching us about mates. Haha.”

Blossom signed for her mother.

“I’m sorry sweetie.”

“It’s okay, I just hope that my mate will like me since I’m not like the other omegas.”

Her mother growled at her, “What did I say about having that time of thinking?”

“Not to, but I just can’t help it.”

“If only we had left that pack sooner?” Her mother thought.

“I know sweetie, but my heart tells me that your mate will love you for you,” her mother assured her.

Blossom smiled faintly, not daring to hope. She tucked the business card safely in her bag for the next day.

***

Blossom arrived at the towering LJ Corporation building the following morning, her nerves running wild. Her clothes were simple and neat, nothing fancy, but the best she had. She adjusted the strap of her bag and walked through the lobby to the receptionist. The receptionist looked her up and down. When she got a sniff of her scent, she was slightly shocked.

“You’re an omega?” She asked.

“Um, yes,” Blossom answered, rubbing her arm, feeling self-conscious about herself. 

“Wow, never seen a- how can I help you?” She started to say but cut herself off. 

“Um, I’m here to see Mr. Lee. I had an interview with him. I was told to come here 8 sharp to start working,” Blossom explained.

“I’m sorry. You must have been pranked because we aren’t hiring,” the receptionist replied coldly, going back typing. 

“If you can call Mr. Lee-“ She started to say but was rudely interrupted by the receptionist.

“Mr. Lee is busy and doesn’t have time for omegas trying to get into his pants. So, if that’s all, please leave or I have to call security,” the receptionist threatened.

Was everything really a prank?” She thought sadly.

“Okay,” she replied, turning around to leave.

What am I going to do now? It will be hard to find another job?” She thought, looking down with a sad expression as she walked.

Then, she bumped into someone.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking where-“ she said, looking up, stopping when she saw who it was.

Mr. Lee.

His sharp features were even more striking up close, but the instant his eyes met hers, they softened into something warm, something familiar.

“Blossom?” His voice was low, concerned.

She blinked, startled. “Mr. Lee—I… I was just leaving. I think there was a misunderstanding.”

His gaze flicked past her, landing on the receptionist who had frozen behind her desk, pale and wide-eyed.

“Misunderstanding?” he echoed, voice hardening. “Explain.”

Blossom hesitated, but Joongi stepped around her and approached the desk.

“She said you weren’t hiring,” Blossom murmured behind him. “And that you didn’t have time for omegas…”

The moment those words left her mouth, Joongi’s energy shifted. A commanding aura radiated off him in waves, his Alpha presence swelling to the surface. The receptionist shrank in her seat, looking anywhere but at him.

“You dared speak to my employee like that?” His voice was deathly calm, which made it even more terrifying. “I personally arranged her hiring?”

The woman opened her mouth but no sound came out.

“Pack up your things,” Joongi said coldly. “You’re done here.”

“But, sir, I didn’t know—”

“Exactly,” he interrupted. “You assumed. And insulted her. You don’t deserve the LJ name on your badge.”

Tears welled in the receptionist’s eyes, but Joongi was already turning away.

He returned to Blossom, who stood frozen just behind him.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I should’ve tried to fight back or—”

“No,” Joongi said gently, brushing her arm reassuringly. “It’s not your job to fight ignorance. It’s mine to make sure you’re respected.”

She blinked up at him, and that strange warmth curled in her chest again. The faint tug in her chest, the sense of belonging—stronger now.

“Come on,” he said, voice softening as he looked at her. “You’re not late. You’re right on time. Let me show you where you belong.”

He led her to the executive floor and personally introduced her to everyone they passed, making it clear she was not just a temp, but someone important.

By the time they reached her new workspace, an elegant office next to his, Blossom was overwhelmed.

“You didn’t have to go through all that trouble,” she murmured.

He smiled faintly, but his eyes burned with something deeper.

“I did,” he said. “You’ll learn that I protect what’s mine.”

Her heart skipped.

What’s mine? What did he mean by that?” She thought.

She was going to ask, but he left her to settle in, but the words wouldn’t leave her head.

***

The first few days at LJ Corporation were a blur of paperwork, coffee runs, and polite but distant smiles. Blossom kept her head down, doing her work with quiet diligence. Her small office was cozy, tucked beside Mr. Lee’s, and every now and then, she caught glimpses of him through the frosted glass, sleeves rolled up, brows furrowed, commanding meetings with effortless power.

He hadn’t said anything else since that first day, but his presence lingered. And strangely it comforted her.

But the rest of the staff?

That was a different story.

It started small.

A missing stapler. Coffee orders forgotten. Her name not included in team emails. At first, Blossom thought it was just a new-hire mistake until she overheard the whispers.

“She’s an omega?” someone whispered behind her.

Blossom pretended not to hear.

“I mean, yeah, I smelled it. But are we sure? She’s not even cute in that omega way.”

“She acts more like a beta,” another scoffed.

Blossom quietly stirred her coffee, trying to ignore the sting in her chest.

“I heard she begged for work since no one would hear an omega like her. Mr.Lee probably pitied her.”

Their voices were hushed, but the words carried. Sharp and cutting.

One morning, Blossom arrived early to find her desk drawer open, her neatly organized files shuffled and crumpled.

Another day, someone poured salt into her tea before a team meeting. The burning bitterness nearly made her gag.

She never reported it. She didn’t want Joongi to see her like this.

***

Blossom sat alone in the corner with a lunch she packed herself. She used to eat with her mom, back when things were quiet and safe. Now, she ate to the sound of giggles and snide glances.

A voice rang out behind her.

“Hey Blossom, did you really get hired out of pity?” 

It was Minji, one of the other assistants. Pretty, sharp-tongued, and clearly used to being the center of attention. She was flanked by two other women, all Alphas.

Blossom looked up slowly.Blossom’s throat tightened. She forced a smile.

 “I was hired for my work ethic.”

“Sure, babe,” Minji said sweetly. “And I’m the Luna of the royal pack.”

More laughter.

Blossom stood, head down, and left her food untouched.

Later that Evening 

She stayed late, trying to catch up on a report after one of the team members had “accidentally” deleted her draft. Her fingers trembled as she typed.

She didn’t cry. She wouldn’t. She refused to go back to being that helpless little omega no one cared about.

But then the door creaked open, and she jumped.

It was Joongi.

His sharp eyes scanned her desk, then landed on her face and tightened. “Why are you still here?”

“I—I had some things to finish. Just wanted to do a good job,” she said quickly, rising from her chair.

He stepped closer, and she instinctively backed into her desk.

His nose flared, once, just once, and his expression darkened. His Alpha instincts sharpened, even if he didn’t voice them.

“You smell like sadness.”

She looked away, jaw tight.

Mr. Lee didn’t press further. He only said, quietly but firmly, “Who’s been bothering you?”

Her mouth opened, hesitated, then closed. “I can handle it.”

“No,” he said, voice low. “You shouldn’t have to.”

He leaned slightly forward, just enough for her to feel the shift in his energy. “You work for me now. That means something. This company is mine. And I don’t allow this kind of behavior on my watch.”

Blossom looked up, startled.

He continued, eyes intense. “You’re under my protection now. And I take that seriously.”

She stared at him, eyes wide, caught between confusion and something else, something warm and unfamiliar.

“You don’t have to earn your right to be here by suffering, Blossom,” he added. “You already belong. Let me make that clear to the others.”

She didn’t know what to say. No one had ever claimed her like that, not her father, not her old pack, not anyone.

“I don’t want to cause trouble,” she whispered.

“You won’t,” he said, “I will.”

“You can finish that report tomorrow. Let me take you home.”

“No, it’s okay. I don’t want to be a bother. I will take the bus.”

“No, it won’t,” he replied firmly.

“Um, okay.”

She grabbed her things and they left together.

***

 The next morning, Blossom stepped off the elevator with a quiet sigh, bracing herself for another difficult day. Whispers still followed her—side-eyes, snickers, the occasional brush of shoulders that were a little too hard to be accidental.

She kept her head down and moved straight to her desk.

But halfway through the morning, something changed.

“Everyone,” came a calm yet commanding voice from the front of the office. Mr. Lee stood by the conference room doors, sleeves rolled up, no jacket—his tone casual but impossible to ignore. “Department heads, please join me for a mandatory briefing. Now.”

The floor grew silent. Several team leads exchanged uneasy glances.

Blossom looked up just as Mrs. Jung—the one who had conveniently “lost” her timesheets yesterday—stood and stiffly gathered her tablet.

Once the door closed behind them, the tension in the air thinned like fog lifting. The atmosphere changed. No one dared throw a side comment. No one dared “accidentally” bump her chair.

By lunch, someone had even brought her the reports she needed—without her asking twice.

She frowned slightly. Something had shifted.

When Joongi returned to the floor, he didn’t even glance her way. But a few minutes later, an intern tapped her shoulder.

“Mr. Lee asked me to give you this,” the girl said.

It was a sleek office supply organizer, something small but high-end, unlike the cracked old plastic tray she’d been using.

“I… didn’t order this,” Blossom murmured.

“He said you’d been working late and deserved better tools,” the intern shrugged. “Said something about investing in people who give effort.”

Blossom stared at the tray, fingertips brushing its edge. Her lips parted, but no words came out.

Later that day, she overheard one of the team leads murmuring to another, “He’s watching now. We’re not touching that girl again.”

They didn’t know she heard them.

And when she caught Joongi passing her desk that evening, his gaze flicked to the tray, then to her. Just for a heartbeat.

“You doing better?” he asked, voice quiet but not cold.

She nodded.

“Good,” he said, “Let’s go.”

Blossom grabbed her things, following him. They are going home together again.

***

Later that evening, Blossom sat on the far end of Joongi’s couch, knees tucked beneath her as she cradled a cup of warm tea. The excuse had been to go over department reports, but neither of them had mentioned work once.

The silence stretched, comfortable for him, tense for her.

Joongi finally broke it. “You really don’t feel it, do you?”

She looked up slowly. “Feel what?”

Joongi exhaled, nostrils flaring slightly. “Me.”

 “We’re mates, Blossom.”

The words hit her like a wave.

“I’m sorry.”

“No need. I kept wondering why you couldn’t sense me. Is your sense of smell damaged?”

Blossom froze.

Her hands tightened slightly on the mug before she exhaled through her nose and gave a faint nod.

“Yes,” she said quietly. “It is.”

He didn’t speak, only waited.

“My father didn’t want omega children,” she continued, her voice distant, like she was pulling the words from deep places. “He was obsessed with strength, with the idea that being an omega meant weakness. When I presented, he forced me to take suppressants. Not the gentle kind either. They were heavy, toxic. And scent blockers too, every single day.”

Joongi’s jaw clenched, but he remained silent.

She swallowed hard, blinking quickly.

“When my mom found out, she left him. Took me with her. That’s when I stopped taking them… but by then, the damage was already done. My sense of smell never recovered,” she finished, voice lower now. “I can pick up hints of things, soap, food, flowers, but I can’t register pheromones. I’ll never be able to scent my mate.”

Joongi finally spoke, his voice low and heavy with emotion. “He did that to his own child. To you.”

Blossom nodded, eyes on the rim of her teacup. “That’s why I can’t smell you. Why I didn’t recognize the bond. My father never wanted omega children, so… I was forced to take scent blockers and suppressants from a young age. My mom eventually got us out, and I stopped taking them but the damage was already done.”

Joongi’s jaw clenched. He was quiet for a moment, as though he were counting his own heartbeats just to keep calm. Then he leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees, his voice gentler now.

“Blossom… do you remember the static between us when we touched at the cafe? That jolt?”

She blinked, then gave a hesitant nod. “I thought it was just nerves.”

He shook his head. “It’s not. Sometimes, when the scent bond is weak or blocked, our bodies use other ways to recognize our mate. The electric shock… it’s one of them. An instinctual reaction. You felt it because you’re mine. And I’m yours.”

Her eyes widened slightly, the memory of that subtle jolt passing through her fingers when they’d brushed earlier rushing back to her. She’d felt it again when he’d helped her into his car. At the time, she thought she’d imagined it.

“So that’s real?” she asked quietly. “That shock?”

“It’s the bond,” he said. “Not through scent. Through touch. Through instinct.”

A long silence settled between them. Her fingers twitched slightly in her lap, and Joongi, slow and steady, extended his hand.

“You don’t have to accept anything tonight,” he said. “But I need you to know, you’re not broken. Your body knows. I know.”

Blossom looked at his hand, and then up at his face. Her heart thudded slow, deep, sure.

“I want to accept it,” she whispered. “Even if I can’t feel it the same way others do. I felt something. That spark. That warmth. And I… I want to stop running from it.”

Joongi’s eyes softened, and his fingers curled gently around hers the moment she touched him. Again, that familiar jolt ran between them, not painful, but awakening. As if a wire deep inside her had finally reconnected.

“Then it’s done,” he murmured. “I accept you, Blossom. Completely. Damaged, whole, scented or not, you are my mate.”

She blinked back tears and squeezed his hand.

“And I accept you, Joongi. Alpha or not, you’re mine too.”

He smiled faintly, and without another word, leaned forward to gently press his forehead to hers. No kiss, no pressure. Just connection. Just bond.

Their bond.

It had taken pain, patience, and silence to bring them here but tonight, they’d finally chosen each other.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 96: Sehun

Summary:

Here’s another Sehun one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Sehun, the notorious Mafia King, ruled over the underworld with a cold, calculating hand, commanding fear and respect. His reputation was built on power, wealth, and ruthless precision. But one fateful night, that world of shadows collided with a force he didn’t anticipate—Persephone.

It happened in a dimly lit club on the outskirts of Seoul, a place Sehun’s men frequented for business. He’d been there on a rare night off, watching the crowd while sipping on whiskey, his mind occupied with the constant undertow of his empire. That’s when he saw her.

Persephone was standing at the entrance, her sharp gaze scanning the crowd as she stood tall and unwavering. A security guard, she was dressed in a simple black uniform, but there was nothing simple about her presence. She moved through the room with the poise of someone who knew how to handle themselves. That night, a group of troublemakers decided they wanted to test that.

Sehun watched with a growing intrigue as a couple of drunk men cornered Persephone in a hallway, taunting her, trying to intimidate her. They didn’t know what they were up against.

In a flash, Persephone had one of the men pinned against the wall, twisting his arm behind his back with such ease that the others froze. She wasn’t just strong—she was strategic. With a calm voice, she spoke to the others, “Leave now, or I’ll call the police.”

One of the men laughed, thinking he could overpower her. But with a swift move, she knocked him out cold. Sehun could hear the crack of the man’s jaw hitting the floor, but what struck him even more was the fire in Persephone’s eyes. She wasn’t just defending herself; she was in control. It was that moment that Sehun, the king of a criminal empire, realized he was hooked.

After the incident, Sehun made it his mission to learn about her. He discovered that Persephone wasn’t just a security guard. She had aspirations—she’d once dreamed of joining the police academy, but had to drop out to care for her sick mother. She worked multiple jobs, earning just enough to pay for her mother’s medical treatments. Despite the struggles, Persephone never once complained. She kept going, her strength and resilience a quiet but undeniable force.

Sehun admired her from a distance for weeks. And then, one day, he decided it was time to make his move.

He had his men deliver a bouquet of flowers to her, followed by gifts—nothing extravagant at first, just simple, thoughtful gestures. Slowly, he began to show up at the club where she worked, sitting in the back, watching her without being noticed. He was always polite, but there was a quiet intensity in his gaze that made her curious.

One night, after a long shift, Sehun approached her in the alley behind the club. She was tired, wiping sweat from her brow, but she looked up when she heard his voice.

“You’re not like the others,” Sehun said, his voice smooth but direct.

Persephone raised an eyebrow. “And how’s that?”

“You don’t back down,” he replied. “Most people would’ve called for help. But you… you handled those guys like they were nothing.”

She studied him for a moment before shrugging. “I’m just doing my job.”

“You’re not just doing your job, Persephone,” he said, stepping closer. “You’re someone who doesn’t take shit from anyone. I like that.”

His words made her pause. She wasn’t sure if it was the way he spoke or the raw confidence in his eyes, but something about him intrigued her. “You should be careful, then. I don’t go around handing out compliments,” she said, with a slight smirk.

Sehun grinned. “That’s exactly why I think we’d get along.”

Days turned into weeks, and Sehun’s quiet pursuit turned into something more. He took her out for dinner, for walks, for late-night talks under the stars. He didn’t push her, but he was always there, supporting her in his own way. And despite herself, Persephone found herself falling for him. The man who seemed so untouchable, so enigmatic, was kind in his own way. He listened to her stories, her struggles, and shared his own—although, he never revealed exactly who he was.

However, Sehun knew it was time to tell her the truth. After a month of dating, after he’d earned her trust and love, he couldn’t keep hiding it anymore.

One evening, in the quiet of her apartment, he looked into her eyes, his expression serious for the first time. “Persephone, there’s something I need to tell you. I’m not who you think I am.”

She looked confused. “What do you mean?”

“I’m not just a businessman,” Sehun said, his voice low. “I’m the head of the mafia. I’ve built an empire through illegal activities.”

Persephone’s heart skipped a beat. She stared at him, the weight of his words settling in her chest. For a moment, she felt like the world had shifted beneath her. But then, she did something unexpected. She laughed.

“You think that’s going to scare me?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Sehun blinked, surprised by her reaction. “Aren’t you… upset?”

Persephone shrugged. “As long as you’re not hurting innocent people, I don’t care what you do for a living. I’m not some damsel in distress. I’ve fought my own battles. If you can respect that, we can figure this out.”

Sehun couldn’t help but smile, relief flooding through him. Persephone was everything he needed—strong, independent, and unafraid. She was the perfect match for him, the queen he never thought he’d find.

But not everyone was as accepting. Some of Sehun’s men were not pleased when they learned Persephone was becoming a part of their world. They mocked her, calling her weak and unfit to stand by Sehun’s side. They didn’t believe a woman could hold power over them.

One evening, during a meeting in one of Sehun’s private clubs, tensions reached a boiling point. Persephone had been invited, as usual, to keep an eye on things. Sehun had wanted to include her, to show his men that she was more than just a pretty face. But some of his men had other ideas. A group of them, led by one of his long-time associates, Taeyang, started to make jokes about Persephone’s “place” in Sehun’s world.

“She might be able to take down a few drunk guys at a club,” Taeyang sneered, “but this is the mafia. We don’t take orders from a girl.”

The men laughed, some shaking their heads, others smirking at the thought of a woman in charge.

Sehun’s eyes narrowed, but before he could say anything, Persephone stood up from her seat and walked toward the center of the room. The men’s laughter faltered as she locked eyes with Taeyang.

“You think I’m weak?” she asked, her voice calm but full of challenge. “You think you can do better?”

Taeyang grinned, clearly underestimating her. “Prove it, then.”

Without another word, Persephone moved with precision, her body flowing with the grace of a seasoned fighter. She grabbed Taeyang by the wrist, twisting it in one fluid motion, sending him sprawling to the floor before he could react. The other men stood frozen in shock, unsure of what to do as Taeyang, now on the ground, scrambled to regain his footing.

“Get up,” Persephone said coolly, not even out of breath. “Let’s see if you can do better.”

Taeyang charged at her, but she anticipated the move, sidestepping easily and using his momentum against him. She sent him crashing into a nearby table, the wood splintering under the force.

The room was silent. Persephone stood tall, her stance unyielding as the men gawked, none of them daring to move. Sehun, watching from his seat, couldn’t help but smile.

“You wanted a show,” Persephone said, turning back to him, “and I’ve given it to you.”

She looked at the men one last time, her eyes piercing. “I’m not here to impress anyone. I’m here because Sehun trusts me. And if you don’t respect that, you’re no better than the thugs I deal with every day.”

The men, now humbled, exchanged nervous glances. Taeyang, still nursing his bruises, remained silent, knowing better than to challenge her further.

Sehun stood, walking over to Persephone. He reached out, placing a hand on her shoulder. “You’ve proven yourself,” he said, voice low but filled with pride. “I think they’ve learned their lesson.”

Persephone turned to him, a smirk on her face. “I hope so. And if they need another lesson, I’m happy to provide one.”

From that moment on, no one dared question Persephone’s strength again. She wasn’t just Sehun’s lover—she was his equal, his partner. Together, they ruled the underworld, unstoppable and unbreakable. Sehun had never imagined a woman like Persephone would enter his life, but now that she had, he would do anything to keep her by his side. She wasn’t just his mafia queen—she was the woman who had captured his heart.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 97: Hongjoong

Summary:

Here’s a Hongjoong, enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Hongjoong never thought the bet would matter.

It started as a joke—a drunken, reckless challenge made on a night he barely remembered. He was young, cocky, and surrounded by the worst kind of friends, the kind who thrived on competition, on proving themselves through meaningless dares.

And that night, the challenge had been about Zuri.

“She’s not your type,” one of his so-called friends, Joon, had laughed, swirling his drink. “Too serious. Too… good for you.”

Hongjoong rolled his eyes. “I could have her if I wanted.”

The others snickered, leaning in like sharks smelling blood.

“Sure,” another guy scoffed. “But could you keep her?”

The room went quiet.

Hongjoong leaned back in his chair, raising an eyebrow. “What are you saying?”

Joon smirked. “You always mess around, never serious about anyone. What if you actually tried for once?” He paused, then added, “I bet you can’t keep a girl like her for five years. And if you do? You have to propose.”

Laughter erupted around the table, but Hongjoong barely heard it.

Five years? A proposal?

It was ridiculous.

But Hongjoong was nothing if not competitive.

So, with a cocky grin and a drunken sense of invincibility, he held out his hand.

“You’re on.”

***

He didn’t expect to actually fall in love with her.

At first, it was easy. Zuri was cautious but kind, not the type to fall for smooth words or empty gestures. He had to work for it—earn her trust, her smiles, the way she slowly let her guard down.

And before he knew it, she wasn’t just the bet.

She was everything.

She was the reason he woke up excited each day, the reason his apartment felt like home, the reason he started picturing a future that was no longer just about himself.

Hongjoong knew, long before the five years were up, that the bet had been the stupidest mistake of his life.

But he didn’t tell her.

He wanted to—so many times. But every time he looked at her, happy and trusting, he choked on the truth. He was terrified that if she found out, she would leave.

So he kept it buried, praying she would never have to know.

Until that night.

Until the people who were supposed to be his friends ruined everything.

***

The night of their fifth anniversary, Hongjoong was nervous. He had planned everything perfectly: a quiet dinner, a stroll down memory lane, and, for the first time, he was ready to propose to her.

But when they arrived at the restaurant, something felt off. His friends were there—his so-called “buddies” who had no business being part of this special night.

Joon, his friend who had started the bet all those years ago, was already grinning as if he knew something Hongjoong didn’t.

The conversation started casually, but quickly, it turned to the past.

“So, Hongjoong,” Joon teased, looking over at Zuri. “Five years, huh? Who would’ve thought?”

Zuri frowned, confused. “What do you mean?”

Joon grinned. “Well, I remember when Hongjoong made a bet with us. He bet he could keep you for five years. And guess what? He won.”

Hongjoong froze.

“What?” Zuri’s voice was trembling, barely above a whisper.

Joon looked from Hongjoong to Zuri, utterly oblivious to the damage he was causing. “He bet us five years. If he kept you for that long, he’d propose.” He turned to Hongjoong with a grin. “Well, buddy, looks like you did it. You won.”

Zuri’s world shattered in an instant.

A bet.

She stood there, staring at Hongjoong, her hand trembling as she gripped the edge of the table. “Tell me they’re lying, Hongjoong.”

Hongjoong felt a cold wave of panic rush over him. “Zuri, please, let me explain—”

But the words wouldn’t come. He had kept this secret for so long, thinking that the past could stay buried. But now it was out, and it was too late to take it back.

Zuri took a step back, shaking her head in disbelief. “I thought we were real, Hongjoong. I thought… I thought you loved me.”

Her voice cracked with pain, and Hongjoong reached for her, but she pulled away.

“Was I just some kind of game to you? Was all of this—us—just a way to win a stupid bet?” Her eyes were wet with unshed tears. “You never told me, Hongjoong. You never told me it was all just part of some game.”

The words stung, cutting through him like shards of glass.

But Zuri wasn’t finished.

“You know what? I was going to tell you something tonight too,” she said quietly, her eyes fixed on the ground. “I had a surprise for you. But now… I don’t even know if I should tell you. Because it doesn’t matter anymore.”

Hongjoong’s heart skipped a beat. “Zuri, please—what is it? What were you going to tell me?”

But Zuri didn’t answer.

She turned, walking away from him with a finality he had never felt before.

And that was the last time he saw her for years.

***

Hongjoong never thought he would see Zuri again. Not after she walked out of his life six years ago, her heart shattered by a truth he never got the chance to explain. But now, standing in the middle of a crowded park, staring at a child with his own eyes, he realized fate had other plans.

The little boy had bumped into his legs while running, his tiny face scrunching up in confusion.

“Sorry, mister!” the child mumbled, rubbing his nose.

“It’s okay, kid,” Hongjoong said, his heart pounding in his chest.

Then, a voice he hadn’t heard in six years called out, firm but panicked.

“Jisoo!”

He looked up, his breath catching in his throat. Zuri.

She was exactly as he remembered, yet somehow even more breathtaking. Her hair was longer, her eyes sharper—but the way they widened in shock when they met his told him everything. She hadn’t expected this.

Neither had he.

“Zuri…” His voice was barely above a whisper.

She grabbed Jisoo’s hand instinctively, pulling him close. “Let’s go.”

“Wait.” Hongjoong stepped forward, his mind spinning. He looked at the child—Jisoo. A name he had once mentioned liking for a future son. His gaze flickered back to Zuri, realization settling in. “Is he…?”

Zuri’s jaw tightened, her lips pressing into a thin line. “It doesn’t matter.”

Hongjoong let out a breath, feeling his entire world tilt. “It matters to me.”

Zuri scoffed, shaking her head. “Oh, now it matters? Six years ago, it didn’t seem to matter when I found out the only reason you were with me was because of a bet.”

His chest tightened with guilt. “Zuri, I—”

“Don’t.” Her voice trembled, but she stood her ground. “I was going to tell you that night, you know? The night your so-called friends decided to reveal the truth to me.” She looked down at Jisoo, her eyes softening. “I was going to tell you that you were going to be a father.”

Hongjoong felt like the air had been stolen from his lungs. He had lost six years. Six years of his son’s life. Six years of Zuri hating him for something he never meant to happen.

“Zuri, I swear, the bet… it was never real to me. Yes, it started that way, but I fell in love with you. I was going to propose because I wanted to, not because of some stupid dare.”

Zuri let out a bitter laugh. “Well, congratulations. You won the bet, but you lost me.”

Hongjoong looked down at Jisoo, who was staring up at him with curiosity, unaware of the storm brewing between his parents.

“I lost you,” Hongjoong whispered, his eyes meeting hers. “But I can’t lose him, too.”

Zuri hesitated, her grip on Jisoo tightening. “You don’t get to walk in now and decide to be a father.”

“But I am his father,” Hongjoong said, his voice stronger now. “And I won’t walk away this time.”

Zuri exhaled shakily, glancing at Jisoo, who was now gripping her hand.

“We need to go,” she murmured, turning away.

Hongjoong watched them leave, his heart aching. But this time, he wouldn’t let her disappear without a fight.

He lost her once.

He wouldn’t lose her again.

***

Hongjoong wasn’t going to let her slip away again. Not this time.

For the next few weeks, he did everything he could to prove to Zuri that he wasn’t the same man she walked away from six years ago. He showed up at the park where she took Jisoo to play, not forcing his presence but making sure his son knew he was there. He found out where she worked and sent her coffee on long shifts—never signing his name, but she knew.

Zuri resisted at first. Every time she saw him, her walls shot up, her words cold and sharp. But he saw the way her gaze lingered when she thought he wasn’t looking. The way her fingers trembled slightly when he was near. He wasn’t just fighting for his son—he was fighting for the love they had lost.

One evening, he got his first real chance.

Jisoo had fallen asleep in the park after a long day of playing. Zuri sighed, brushing his dark hair from his face, when she noticed Hongjoong watching them from a few feet away.

“You’re persistent,” she muttered, standing up carefully.

He shrugged, stepping closer. “I have to be.”

She exhaled. “Hongjoong, what do you want from me?”

He looked at her, eyes filled with emotions he could no longer hold back. “I want you to see that I never meant to hurt you. That I loved you then, and I love you now. And I want—no, need—to be in Jisoo’s life.”

Zuri swallowed hard. “It’s not that simple.”

“Then let’s make it simple,” he said softly. “Let me take you both out. Just one dinner. No expectations. Just… let me be part of your world again.”

She hesitated, but then Jisoo stirred in his sleep, his little hand reaching out. Hongjoong gently took it, his thumb brushing against his son’s small fingers.

Zuri sighed. “One dinner.”

Hongjoong smiled for the first time in a long time.

And he silently vowed—he wouldn’t waste this second chance.

***

Hongjoong arrived at the restaurant thirty minutes early. His nerves were a tangled mess, but for the first time in years, he felt hope. He had one night to prove to Zuri that he was serious about being in her and Jisoo’s life.

When she walked in, holding Jisoo’s hand, Hongjoong nearly forgot how to breathe.

She wore a simple dress, nothing extravagant, but to him, she looked as breathtaking as ever. Jisoo, dressed in a little button-up shirt and jeans, was already grinning excitedly.

“You look…” Hongjoong cleared his throat, standing as they approached. “Beautiful.”

Zuri glanced away, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “It’s just dinner,” she murmured.

Jisoo climbed into the seat across from Hongjoong, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Mommy said you’re my daddy.”

Hongjoong’s heart clenched at the innocence in his son’s voice. He glanced at Zuri, who gave him a small nod, allowing him to answer.

“I am,” he said softly. “And I’m really happy I get to have dinner with you tonight.”

Jisoo grinned. “Me too! Do you like spaghetti? I love spaghetti!”

Hongjoong chuckled. “I do. Maybe we can share some?”

As the night went on, conversation flowed more easily than Zuri had expected. Jisoo was a bundle of energy, telling Hongjoong about his favorite cartoons, how he wanted to be an astronaut, and how he could almost tie his own shoes.

And Hongjoong? He hung onto every word, like Jisoo was the most important person in the world.

Then there was Zuri.

She had spent years guarding her heart, but as she watched Hongjoong listen intently to their son, she felt the walls around her start to crack. He wasn’t just showing up—he was trying. And that terrified her.

“You’re really good with him,” she said quietly when Jisoo got distracted by his dessert.

Hongjoong looked up, his gaze soft. “I missed so much, Zuri. I don’t want to miss anything else.”

She swallowed hard. “It’s not just about Jisoo, Hongjoong. It’s about us.”

“I know,” he said. “And I know I don’t deserve your trust overnight. But I want to earn it. I want to earn you.”

Zuri hesitated, but for the first time in years, she felt something she never thought she’d feel for him again—hope.

“One step at a time,” she whispered.

Hongjoong smiled. “That’s all I ask.”

And for the first time in six years, the possibility of a future didn’t seem so impossible after all.

***

One dinner turned into many.

At first, it was simple—meeting at the park so Hongjoong could spend time with Jisoo, occasional coffee runs where he and Zuri would sit on opposite ends of the table, speaking only about their son. But slowly, something changed.

Zuri began to notice the little things.

How Hongjoong always showed up early, as if he couldn’t wait to see them. How he memorized Jisoo’s favorite snacks and carried an extra juice box just in case. How he never pushed her, never forced conversations beyond what she was comfortable with, but still made sure she knew he was there.

One evening, after Jisoo had fallen asleep in the backseat of her car, Zuri found herself lingering instead of driving off. Hongjoong stood beside her in the parking lot, hands in his pockets, the cool night air settling between them.

“He’s really attached to you now,” she murmured.

Hongjoong smiled softly. “He’s amazing. I can’t believe I missed so much.”

Zuri hesitated before speaking. “I used to wonder… if things had been different, if you had known from the start—would you have stayed?”

His expression turned serious. “Zuri, I would have never left. If I had known, nothing could have pulled me away.” He let out a breath. “I know I made mistakes. But not loving you? That was never one of them.”

Her chest tightened. For so long, she had convinced herself that the bet had been the only truth between them. That their love had been a lie. But standing here now, looking at the man who had spent months proving himself, she wasn’t so sure anymore.

She looked away. “I don’t know if I can trust you again.”

“I know,” Hongjoong said. “And I’m not asking you to right now. Just… let me keep showing you that I mean this.”

She nodded, barely perceptible, but it was enough.

And so, step by step, they began to rebuild.

There were small changes at first.

Zuri started texting Hongjoong updates about Jisoo, not just out of obligation, but because she wanted to. He started stopping by with groceries when he noticed she was running low, never making a big deal out of it, just quietly making their lives a little easier.

Then came the nights where Zuri invited him in for dinner after he spent the day with Jisoo. Where their conversations drifted beyond their son, beyond the past, into things that felt like them again.

One rainy afternoon, they found themselves stuck inside Zuri’s apartment after Jisoo had fallen asleep on the couch. She handed Hongjoong a cup of tea, sitting across from him, the quiet between them no longer uncomfortable.

“I still think about it sometimes,” she admitted.

Hongjoong looked up. “About what?”

“That night. When I found out about the bet.” Her fingers tightened around her cup. “How everything I believed in just… broke.”

Hongjoong set his tea down. “Zuri, if I could take it all back—”

“I know,” she interrupted. “And for a long time, I wanted to hate you. But now… I don’t know.”

Hongjoong’s breath caught. “What does that mean?”

She met his gaze, something unreadable in her eyes. “It means I’m not ready to forgive you completely. But I don’t think I want to hate you anymore either.”

It wasn’t everything. But it was something.

And Hongjoong would take every step she gave him

***

As the months passed, Hongjoong and Zuri fell into a rhythm—one that felt dangerously close to something they had lost long ago.

He became a constant in Jisoo’s life, picking him up from school, helping with homework, and taking him out for ice cream after particularly rough days. But it wasn’t just about Jisoo anymore.

Zuri caught herself looking forward to their moments alone. The late-night talks after Jisoo had gone to bed. The quiet smiles they exchanged when Hongjoong fixed something in her apartment without her asking. The way he always seemed to know when she needed a moment to breathe.

She was still scared. Scared that if she let herself fall again, she wouldn’t survive another heartbreak.

But Hongjoong never pushed. He waited.

One evening, after Jisoo had spent the day with him, Zuri found herself sitting on her balcony, lost in thought. When Hongjoong stepped outside with two cups of tea, she didn’t protest when he sat beside her.

“You’re thinking about something,” he observed, handing her a cup.

She sighed, staring at the sky. “I don’t know how to do this.”

“Do what?”

She turned to him, frustration and vulnerability mixing in her expression. “Us. I don’t know how to trust that you won’t break me again.”

Hongjoong set his cup down and met her gaze. “I don’t either. But I do know that I’m not going anywhere this time.”

Zuri exhaled, gripping her cup tighter. “What if that’s not enough?”

“Then I’ll keep proving to you that it is.”

For a long moment, she just stared at him. And then, slowly, she reached over, her fingers hesitantly brushing against his.

It wasn’t an answer. It wasn’t a promise.

But it was a beginning.

***

The shift between them was subtle, but it was there.

Zuri started letting herself be comfortable around him again—letting out soft laughs at his jokes, rolling her eyes at his teasing but not pushing him away. Hongjoong didn’t take any of it for granted. He knew that every smile, every touch, every step forward was something she was giving him willingly.

One evening, after Jisoo had fallen asleep in Hongjoong’s arms while they watched a movie, Zuri sat beside them on the couch, watching them with an expression Hongjoong couldn’t quite read.

“You really love him,” she murmured.

Hongjoong looked down at his son, his heart aching with how much he had already missed. “More than anything.”

Zuri was quiet for a moment before she whispered, “I used to think you never wanted this.”

Hongjoong looked at her then, the weight of her words settling between them. “I always wanted this, Zuri. I just didn’t realize how much until I lost it.”

She held his gaze, and for the first time in years, there was no anger in her eyes. No resentment.

Just something soft. Something fragile.

Something real.

And Hongjoong knew—he was finally finding his way back to her.

***

Zuri didn’t know when she stopped holding her breath around Hongjoong.

Maybe it was the way he never missed a single one of Jisoo’s school events, cheering the loudest from the crowd. Maybe it was how he still remembered how she liked her coffee, bringing her one every morning before work. Or maybe it was the nights when they sat together in comfortable silence, the weight of the past still lingering but no longer suffocating.

She was still afraid. But she was also tired of being afraid.

One evening, she found herself standing outside Hongjoong’s apartment. Hongjoong opened the door, his face shifting from surprise to concern.

“Zuri?”

She hesitated, gripping the sleeves of her sweater. “I—I don’t know why I’m here.”

Hongjoong stepped aside, silently inviting her in. She followed, arms crossed, eyes darting around like she was searching for an answer.

Finally, she exhaled. “I think I want to try.”

Hongjoong froze. “Try?”

“Us.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. “I don’t know if I can ever forget what happened, but… I’m tired of pretending I don’t feel anything anymore.”

Hongjoong’s throat tightened. He had waited so long to hear those words. But he knew better than to rush this.

So he stepped closer, keeping his voice gentle. “Then we’ll take it slow. No pressure. No expectations. Just… us.”

Zuri let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “Okay.”

And for the first time in years, she allowed herself to hope.

Things changed after that.

It was slow, careful—like learning to dance again after forgetting the steps.

There were firsts all over again.

The first time she let him hold her hand at the park, their fingers brushing hesitantly before intertwining.

The first time he cooked dinner for her and Jisoo, watching nervously as she took her first bite, only to break into laughter when she teased, “You still over-season things.”

The first time he kissed her again—soft, lingering, as if asking for permission with every breath.

Zuri pulled away first, her heart pounding. “I’m still scared.”

Hongjoong pressed his forehead to hers. “So am I.”

But they didn’t let go.

And that was enough.

***

Months later, Jisoo’s sixth birthday arrived.

They threw him a party at the park, surrounded by friends and laughter. As Jisoo ran around with his friends, Zuri and Hongjoong sat on the picnic blanket, watching him with matching smiles.

Hongjoong turned to her, his expression hesitant. “I was thinking…”

Zuri arched a brow. “Dangerous.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I want us to be a family, Zuri. Not just in the way we co-parent, but in the way we are.” He exhaled. “I want to come home to you. To Jisoo. Every night.”

Zuri’s heart skipped a beat.

Six years ago, she would’ve run. But now?

She looked at him, really looked at him—the man who had fought to prove himself, to love her without conditions.

And she smiled.

“Ask me again in a few months.”

Hongjoong grinned. “I will.”

And for the first time in a long time, Zuri knew—this time, they were going to make it.

***

Hongjoong waited.

Not because he wanted to, but because Zuri deserved patience. She deserved a love that didn’t rush, didn’t demand, but simply was.

Months passed, and their relationship deepened.

They weren’t just co-parents anymore. They were partners. Lovers. A family.

Hongjoong moved in with them gradually, starting with small things—staying over after Jisoo fell asleep, leaving a toothbrush in her bathroom, cooking breakfast before work. Until one day, it wasn’t just her apartment anymore. It was their home.

And Hongjoong knew—he was ready for the next step.

The night of the proposal was simple, intimate—just them and Jisoo, the way it had always been meant to be.

He planned a small weekend getaway to the beach, a place Zuri had always loved. They spent the day building sandcastles with Jisoo, collecting seashells, and watching the waves roll in.

Then, as the sun began to set, Hongjoong took Zuri’s hand and led her down the shore while Jisoo played nearby.

Zuri looked up at him, suspicious. “You’re acting weird.”

He chuckled, his grip tightening. “Maybe I’m just nervous.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Nervous about wha—”

And then she saw it.

A message written in the sand, just beyond the reach of the waves.

“Marry me, Zuri.”

Her breath caught.

She turned back to Hongjoong, only to find him down on one knee, a small velvet box in his hand.

“I’ve spent the last year and few months proving to you that I’m here to stay,” he said, voice steady despite the way his heart pounded. “I know I hurt you once, and I can never take that back. But I swear to you, every day, for the rest of my life, I will spend making it up to you. To loving you the way you deserve. To loving Jisoo the way he deserves.”

Zuri pressed a trembling hand to her lips.

Hongjoong opened the box, revealing a simple yet stunning ring—a delicate band with a small diamond, elegant and timeless, just like her.

“Zuri,” he whispered, eyes never leaving hers. “Will you marry me?”

For a moment, she didn’t speak.

Then, slowly, a smile spread across her face, eyes glistening with unshed tears.

“Yes,” she breathed.

Hongjoong barely had time to slide the ring onto her finger before she threw her arms around him, holding him so tightly it was as if she was afraid to let go.

“I love you,” she whispered against his shoulder.

Hongjoong smiled, pressing a kiss to her hair. “I love you more.”

A tiny voice interrupted them.

“Are we getting cake now?”

They both turned to see Jisoo standing with his hands on his hips, looking unimpressed.

Zuri let out a watery laugh, and Hongjoong scooped up their son, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Of course, buddy,” he grinned. “Let’s go get cake.”

And as they walked back toward the beach house—hand in hand, as a family—Zuri knew, without a doubt, that this was exactly where she was meant to be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 98: Seungcheol aka Scoups

Summary:

Here’s a Seungcheol one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

The party was already in full swing by the time Seungcheol arrived. Music thumped from hidden speakers, wrapping around clusters of people scattered across the rooftop terrace. Strings of fairy lights hung overhead, swaying slightly in the warm breeze, casting a golden glow over red solo cups, half-empty bottles, and faces both familiar and new.

“Seungcheol! I’m glad you could make it with how busy Seventeen is,” someone said as they tapped his shoulder. He turned around to see his non-idol friend, Jaemin.

“Yes, we got a day break, so I decided to come,” Seungcheol replied as he took the drink Jaemin held to him. 

“That’s wonderful. You can distress and get laid at my party,” Jaemin said.

“I’m not here to get la-” He began to deny but then, he saw her. 

She stood off to the side, leaning against the railing with a drink in hand, eyes turned upward toward the sky like the stars were whispering secrets just for her. There was just something about her that drew him in like a moth to flame.

“Who is that?” He asked Jaemin.

“Who?” Jaemin replied as he followed his eyes to see the girl, “Oh, I’m not sure. Must be friends with someone I invited. You fancy her. Go talk to her. You can finally get laid after all these years.”

He found himself walking over before he even made the decision to or before Jaemin stopped talking. Jaemin watched him go and smiled before walking to mingle with the rest of the party goers.

“You know, I don’t think I’ve seen you at one of Jaemin’s parties before,” he said, leaning casually on the railing beside her.

She turned her head toward him, surprised and  startled. Handsome.

 “Apparently, I was dragged to this party by a friend, but they ditched me. So now, the stars are keeping me company.” 

Seungcheol chuckled, the sound deep and warm. “They’re not bad company, but kind of quiet.”

“Quiet can be good sometimes,” she said, taking a sip of her drink. “Helps you think.”

He glanced upward, then back at her. “And what are you thinking about?”

She smiled faintly. “Whether I should stay or just sneak out early and grab some ramen.”

He laughed, leaning a little closer. “Ramen’s tempting, but you haven’t even given this party a chance yet.”

“I don’t know anyone here,” she said. “Except for my flaky friend who disappeared somewhere between the beer pong table and the dance floor.”

“Well,” he said, sticking out a hand, “now you know me. I’m Seungcheol.”

She shook his hand with a curious look. “Nyla.”

“Nice to meet you, Nyla. So, what brings a stargazer like you to a chaotic rooftop party?”

She shrugged. “Peer pressure, mostly. I didn’t plan on staying long.”

“Maybe I can change your mind,” he said, voice easy and smooth. “I’m not terrible company, or so I’ve been told.”

She smirked. “I’ll be the judge of that.”

He grinned. “Fair enough. What do I have to do to win you over, then?”

“Hmm…” she tilted her head, pretending to think. “Get me a drink that doesn’t taste like regret and poor choices.”

He laughed again, already pushing off the railing. “Coming right up.”

As he walked toward the makeshift bar, Nyla watched him go, eyebrows drawing together slightly. There was something familiar about him—but she shook it off, chalking it up to the kind of face that just stuck with you.

Back at the railing, she turned her eyes to the sky again as she waited for his return. 

“Here, this surely won’t taste like regret or poor choices,” he said as he handed her the drink. She took it and took a sip.

“Yep, it sure doesn’t, thanks,” She replied as she continued drinking the drink. Seungcheol drank his as well.

They talked. About the music. The people. Then deeper things—her favorite books, the way she hated small talk but loved meaningful conversations with strangers. 

At some point,it was all a blur of movement, electricity humming between them with every brush of skin, every glance held a second too long.

She kissed him first.

Her fingers curled into the front of his shirt, lips soft but sure against his. He responded instantly, his hand cupping her jaw, grounding himself in the moment. The kiss was nothing short of magnetic. And they both knew where this was heading.

Back inside, they barely made it down the stairs without stopping every few steps, hands roaming, mouths meeting in feverish kisses. A spare bedroom became their escape from the world.

Clothes came off slowly, not in desperation but discovery. Every touch felt new and familiar at once, every sigh shared like a secret.

They made love like strangers who already knew each other—slow and intense, with hands that memorized and mouths that promised things neither could say aloud.

***

As dawn began to peek through the window, he slipped out of bed, quietly searched for a pen, and found a scrap of paper. He wrote his name— Seungcheol—and his number underneath it.

He gently placed the note in her hand, curling her fingers around it like a promise.

“Call me,” he whispered before brushing a kiss to her forehead. “Please.”

She stirred but didn’t wake, and he left.

When she woke up, she saw that Seungcheol wasn’t there. She felt something in her hand. She looked down to see a paper. Nyla unfolded the paper to see he left his number. She smiled before setting the note down and getting dressed. She placed the note in her pocket, before leaving. She walked through the sea of drunk people to the door. She got a cab since her friend, who was on her ride, ditched her. 

When she got home, she sat down on her touch. She turned the TV on, the news channel was on. She pulled the note out of her pocket. Then, she pulled her phone out, she began typing the numbers into it. She saved him as Seungcheol, boyfriend to be. She was going to press the call button, when she heard his name on the news.

She froze.

Her thumb hovered over the call button as the newscaster’s voice cut through the quiet hum of her apartment.

—Choi Seungcheol, known as S.Coups, leader of the K-pop group SEVENTEEN, was spotted leaving actor Jaemin’s private residence early this morning—”

Nyla’s eyes snapped to the screen.

There he was.

Wearing the same outfit from the night before—black tee, jeans, jacket thrown over his shoulder as he slipped past the front gates of the massive estate. The camera zoomed in just enough to catch his face beneath the brim of his cap. Tired. Quiet. Unbothered by the flashing lights as a few photographers called out to him from behind parked cars.

The SEVENTEEN leader has sparked online chatter after being seen exiting Jaemin’s home just hours after the actor’s infamous rooftop party. Fans are speculating whether the idol attended the event as a low-key guest, given no official photos were posted of him during the night.”

Nyla blinked at the screen.

S.Coups.

That name hit her like a freight train. She’d heard that name before—of course she had. Who hadn’t? SEVENTEEN was everywhere. Her best friend was obsessed with them. Nyla had always liked a few of their songs but hadn’t paid much attention to members.

Now, it all clicked.

Last night, he hadn’t introduced himself with that name. Just “Seungcheol.” He didn’t act like a celebrity. No spotlight, no arrogance. Just a guy on a rooftop who made her laugh, who kissed her like he meant it, who held her like she mattered.

And he left her his number.

She stared down at her phone again, heart thudding.

Still saved as Seungcheol, boyfriend to be.

But now, everything felt… complicated.

She wasn’t the type of girl who chased after idols. She wasn’t trying to be a fan-turned-romance story. Plus, she didn’t want to ruin his career since she knows what happens to idols who date. 

Her thumb hovered over the call button once more… but this time, it didn’t press.

She sat back on the couch, staring at the screen until his image faded into a commercial.

And for a while, she just sat there.

Phone in hand. Heart in her throat.

She didn’t delete his number.

But she didn’t call him either.

Meanwhile, across the city, Seungcheol sat on his bed in his shared bedroom, hair still damp from his post-party shower. The early morning light filtered in through the curtains as he stared at his phone for what felt like the hundredth time.

Still nothing.

He leaned back against the wall his bed was against and sighed, whispering to no one:

“I hope you call”

He didn’t want her to slip out of his fingers. He believed he found the one. 

***

Two weeks Later

Nyla started at the pregnancy test in her hand showing a plus sign, a cold chill ran through her. She had been feeling nauseous the last couple of days. Then, she remembered that they forgot to use a condom in the heat of the moment, so she did the test. 

Her fingers shook ever so slightly as she set the test down on the bathroom counter.

She leaned back against the sink, the realization of what she was seeing sinking in. 

She hadn’t called him. She hadn’t even texted him after that finding out who he was. Her head swam as she pulled herself away from the sink, walking in slow motion back to the couch, her mind racing. She ran a hand over her face, feeling the weight of the moment.

What am I going to do?” She thought. 

She couldn’t just ignore this. She was pregnant, and whether or not she had been ready for this, there was a tiny life growing inside her.

The thought made her stomach tighten.

She had no idea what Seungcheol would think if she told him. Would he want to be a part of this? 

Nyla glanced at her phone sitting on the coffee table. She had his number. She hadn’t deleted it. It had been two weeks, but the thought of calling him still made her chest tighten with uncertainty and fear. She picked up her phone, then set it back down.

No, he is an idol, a leader of one of the biggest K-pop groups in the world. His life was chaotic enough, adding a child into the mix would make it worse for him. 

His life wasn’t the only one that would become worse, hers became worse too. She lost her job at the company after they found out she was pregnant because nauseous was hard to hide. They didn’t want employees who might be a burden on the company, who might need to take extended time off to raise a child, which won’t help the company. 

Nyla had been trying to apply for new jobs, but nothing was coming through. With each rejection, the weight of the situation grew heavier. She was on the verge of losing her apartment, while she did since she got an eviction notice. She needed to leave the apartment in three days.

But then, one fateful evening, an unlikely figure had stepped into her life and offered her a way out.

 She was out late one evening when she first met Mrs. Jun, the elderly woman who owned a small, quaint restaurant just a block away from her apartment. She had been walking home from yet another unsuccessful interview, her shoulders sagging with defeat. As she passed by the restaurant, she noticed a sign in the window: Help Wanted.

It seemed too good to be true, but Nyla walked inside anyway, desperate for any opportunity. The warm, savory scent of food enveloped her the moment she entered. The restaurant was cozy, with mismatched furniture and a soft glow from the string lights above. The place felt like an oasis in the middle of her chaotic world.

Mrs. Jun, the owner, was standing behind the counter, her silver hair tied neatly into a bun. She greeted Nyla with a warm, motherly smile, her eyes twinkling with kindness.

“Can I help you, dear?” Mrs. Jun asked, her voice soft yet welcoming.

Nyla explained her situation. She didn’t expect much, but Mrs. Jun listened intently, nodding sympathetically as Nyla spoke.

“Well, I could always use some help around here. I don’t have much to offer, but if you’re willing to work hard, you’ll always have food, a roof over your head, and a paycheck. I can’t promise much else, but I’ve got a place for you,” Mrs. Jun said with a reassuring smile.

Nyla’s heart swelled with gratitude. She didn’t need much. She just needed a chance, and this was it.

Now, months later, Nyla found herself standing behind the counter of the small restaurant, chopping vegetables for the day’s special. The job wasn’t glamorous, but it paid the bills. And more importantly, it gave her a sense of purpose. Mrs. Jun had become more than just a boss; she had become a second mother to Nyla, offering her guidance and a listening ear whenever things got overwhelming.

Nyla had no idea what the future held, but for the first time in a long while, she didn’t feel completely alone. She had a roof over her head, a job that kept her busy, and food on the table. It was more than she could have hoped for in her situation.

***

Nyla’s hands trembled as she wiped down the counter, the familiar rhythm of her routine grounding her, but her mind was far from it. It had been a long few months. The pregnancy had been a constant presence in her life, both a source of anxiety and unexpected joy. As her due date loomed closer, she found herself more and more overwhelmed by the reality of the situation.

She had been working harder than ever at the small restaurant, trying to save up for the baby’s arrival, but the weight of the impending changes loomed heavily over her. She hadn’t shared the news with anyone beyond Mrs. Jun. After the night with Seungcheol, she had told herself it was just a fleeting moment, but the pregnancy test had changed everything.

The restaurant was bustling, a steady stream of customers coming and going as Nyla moved between the kitchen and the counter. Mrs. Jun had been extra attentive lately, noticing how Nyla had been slowing down and how the baby’s kicks were getting stronger.

“How are you feeling today, Nyla?” Mrs. Jun asked from behind the counter, her voice soft yet knowing.

Nyla smiled faintly. “Tired, but I’ll manage.”

“You’ve been working so hard. Maybe it’s time you take a break soon, eh?” Mrs. Jun suggested, her eyes filled with concern.

“I can’t,” Nyla replied, shaking her head. “I need the money. I’ll take a break when it’s time.”

Mrs. Jun’s expression softened, but she didn’t argue. Instead, she handed Nyla a warm bowl of soup. “Here, eat this. You need to take care of yourself too.”

Nyla took the soup, grateful for the kindness. She sat down at the counter, closing her eyes for a moment, savoring the warmth that radiated from the bowl.

Later that evening, the restaurant had quieted down. The last few customers trickled out, leaving Nyla and Mrs. Jun to clean up. As Nyla wiped down the tables, she felt an unusual cramp in her lower abdomen. It wasn’t too painful, just a tightness, like the baby was shifting. She brushed it off, though, thinking it was just a normal part of pregnancy.

But as the cramping became more consistent, Nyla’s stomach tightened again, this time sharper. She placed a hand on her abdomen, trying to ignore it.

“You okay?” Mrs. Jun asked, noticing Nyla’s discomfort.

Nyla nodded, forcing a smile. “Yeah, just… just a few cramps.”

Mrs. Jun’s eyes narrowed. “How far along are you now?”

“Just a couple weeks left,” Nyla answered, though her voice wavered slightly. She didn’t want to admit that she was more than a little scared about what was coming.

“That’s what I thought,” Mrs. Jun said, her voice now full of concern. “Maybe you should sit down for a moment. You look pale.”

Before Nyla could protest, the next cramp hit harder than the others, and this time, she couldn’t ignore it. She gasped, clutching the counter to steady herself. Mrs. Jun rushed over to her side, her face lined with worry.

“Nyla, you’re in labor.”

Nyla blinked, the reality sinking in. “No, it can’t be. I’m not ready.”

“You’re ready enough. Don’t worry.”

Nyla’s breathing began to quicken, panic starting to set in. “I don’t have time. I need to go. I… I don’t have anyone to help me.”

Mrs. Jun reached out, placing a gentle hand on Nyla’s arm. “You’re not alone. I’ll take care of you. You’re not alone.”

The hospital was a blur of faces, bright lights, and hurried footsteps. Nyla gripped Mrs. Jun’s hand tightly as they rushed to the emergency room. Mrs. Jun had managed to call a nearby ambulance, and soon, Nyla found herself in the sterile environment of the hospital, the reality of the situation sinking in.

“You’re going to be okay,” Mrs. Jun reassured her as they settled into the delivery room. “Just breathe, Nyla. Breathe.”

Nyla’s breath was shallow, her chest rising and falling quickly with the intensity of the contractions. She was scared, more than she’d ever been in her life. She didn’t have a partner by her side, no family to hold her hand. But Mrs. Jun was there, her warm presence a constant reassurance.

The doctor entered, a calm figure in the midst of the chaos, and Nyla was instructed to lie back and breathe through the contractions. The midwife, a kind woman with soft eyes, guided her through each wave of pain, telling her when to push and when to rest.

Nyla gripped the sides of the bed, her knuckles white, as the contractions came harder and faster. She felt herself slipping into the rhythm of it all, the pain almost becoming something she could control, just for a moment.

With Mrs. Jun by her side, whispering words of encouragement and offering her hand to hold, Nyla pushed through the pain.

After what felt like hours, the doctor’s voice cut through the haze of exhaustion. “One more push, Nyla. You’re almost there.”

Nyla nodded, pushing with all her strength. And then, suddenly, she heard it—the tiny, urgent cry of her baby. The sound filled the room, washing away the pain in an instant.

The doctor placed the baby on Nyla’s chest, and she gasped, her heart overflowing with emotion as she looked down at the tiny life she had just brought into the world. It was a boy.

“He’s perfect,” the nurse said softly, giving Nyla a moment to hold her son.

Tears welled up in Nyla’s eyes as she gazed at her baby. She hadn’t been sure how she would handle this moment, how she would face the world alone with a child. But now, looking at his tiny face, all the fear melted away.

Mrs. Jun stood by the bed, a proud smile on her face. “He’s beautiful, Nyla. You did it.”

“What’s his name going to be?” A nurse asked.

“Choi Isaac,” Nyla replied, deciding to give him his father’s last name.

Nyla held Isaac tightly in her arms, the weight of the world feeling a little lighter now that he was here. She kissed his forehead softly, a quiet promise in her heart that she would protect him, love him, and do everything she could to make a life for them both.

The doctor and nurses continued with their post-delivery tasks, and Mrs. Jun gently rubbed Nyla’s back.

“You’re a mother now, Nyla,” Mrs. Jun said, her voice filled with pride.

“I know,” Nyla whispered, gazing down at Isaac. “And I’m ready.”

It wasn’t the perfect situation. It wasn’t how she had imagined things going. But for the first time in a long time, Nyla knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be.

***

Seungcheol’s POV

It had been two years. Two years since that night at the party, a night that felt both like a dream and a memory that refused to fade. I’d thought about her—Nyla—every day since then. The way she had looked at me, the way her smile had lingered in my thoughts long after I left her that morning. But I’d never heard from her. And it stung more than I’d like to admit.

But as much as I tried to move on, something about that night kept pulling me back. I had to know if she was okay, if she had been thinking about me like I had been thinking about her. I couldn’t just let it go. So, I had waited, tried to focus on my work with Seventeen, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I needed to find her again.

And then, out of nowhere, I saw her.

I was walking through the aisles of a grocery store, just trying to get some essentials, when I caught a glimpse of someone familiar. At first, I thought it was a trick of the light—my mind playing games with me. But no, it was really her.

My heart skipped a beat, and before I could stop myself, I found myself following her down the aisle, careful not to be too obvious. She was struggling to reach something on the top shelf, standing on her tiptoes, her hand just inches away from grabbing the item. Without thinking, I stepped up behind her, easily grabbing the box off the shelf and handing it to her.

When she turned around, her eyes met mine, and for a split second, I could see the flash of recognition before she blinked in confusion. Her gaze flicked from me to the mask I was wearing and then back to my eyes.

“Thank you,” she said, her voice soft, almost too quiet.

I noticed something that struck me immediately—she was carrying a baby. A one-year-old. My heart skipped a beat. A child. 

I could hardly breathe as I watched her place the item in her cart, her attention already shifting away, as if she were ready to continue with her day. But I couldn’t let her walk away again. Not this time. Not after all these years. Not when I had so many questions swirling in my mind.

“Nyla,” I called out, my voice surprising even myself, but it was enough to make her stop in her tracks and turn to face me.

Her eyes widened, her expression frozen in shock. She stared at me for a long moment before it seemed to register who I was beneath the mask.

“Seungcheol?” she whispered, almost in disbelief. The name escaped her lips like it was a question, as if she couldn’t quite believe that the man standing in front of her was the same person from all those years ago.

I nodded, my voice barely above a whisper. “Why didn’t you call me? I left my number.”

She lowered her gaze for a moment, her lips pressed together in a tight line. When she finally spoke, her voice was quieter, almost apologetic. “I… I wanted to, Seungcheol. But then I found out who you were, and I realized what it would mean if we tried to see each other. You’re an idol. Your career is everything. And I didn’t want to be the reason it all fell apart.”

I felt a heavy lump form in my throat. She was right—being with me wasn’t easy, especially for someone who wasn’t part of the entertainment industry. But still, I couldn’t help but feel hurt. She didn’t think I could handle it, or worse—she thought I would choose my career over her.

“Nyla,” I said, stepping closer. “I don’t care about all of that. I’m not just an idol. I’m a person. And I’m telling you now, I don’t want to lose you again. I want to know you. I want to be in your life. I thought you felt the same.”

She met my gaze then, her eyes full of something I couldn’t quite read. But before she could respond, she let out a shaky breath and looked away again.

She shook her head slowly, eyes filled with regret. “I did. I really did, Seungcheol. But it wasn’t just about that. After I found out I was pregnant, I didn’t want to call you because I knew it would complicate everything even more. You would’ve had to deal with the media, the pressure… It would have ruined your career for sure.”

My chest tightened at her words, the weight of her sacrifice sinking in. She had made a decision for me, for my career, without even knowing what I would’ve wanted.

“You didn’t have to carry that burden alone,” I said, my voice low. “I would’ve been there. I would’ve helped you. I would’ve made it work. Why didn’t you trust me enough to reach out?”

“You already had a chaotic life,” she said, almost too quietly for me to hear. “A child would make it worse. I didn’t want to burden you with all the complications.”

“It was a struggle, Seungcheol,” she continued, her voice trembling slightly. “After I found out I was pregnant, I lost my job. They don’t want pregnant women or married women working there, you know? They said it’s too much of a hassle. So, I was left without an income. I lost my home. I didn’t know what I was going to do. Then… then this kind old lady offered me a job at her restaurant and a place to stay. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to keep me going. I didn’t want you to know all of this. I didn’t want to add to your problems.”

I could hear the strain in her voice as she spoke, the pain she had carried on her own for so long. And it tore me apart.

“Nyla,” I whispered, stepping even closer now, “you never had to carry that burden by yourself. I would 've been there for you. You don’t have to go through this alone. And you certainly don’t have to protect me. I want to be a part of your life. My career certainly wouldn’t change that.”

She looked up at me then, her eyes searching mine, as if trying to see if I truly meant every word. Slowly, she reached out, her fingers brushing lightly over my hand.

“I don’t want to drag you into this world, Seungcheol,” she said softly, her voice breaking just a little. “But maybe… maybe we can try again. One step at a time.”

I nodded, my heart swelling with hope. “One step at a time. But I’m with you, Nyla. Always.”

I glanced down at my son, who was just starting to stir from his sleep. “What’s his name?” I asked, my voice soft.

“Choi Isaac,” she replied, gently stroking his small head with tenderness in her touch.

Hearing his name filled me with a happiness I couldn’t describe. Even when she thought it was better to keep me at a distance, she still made sure I was a part of his life in some way. I reached out and caressed his cheeks. He looked at me and smiled.

And for the first time in what felt like forever, I knew that everything was going to be okay. We had a second chance, and this time, I wasn’t going to let it slip away. I would give them the life they both deserved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 99: Soohyuk

Summary:

Here’s a Soohyuk one. This one is inspired by the Kdrama Bride of the Water God. Enjoy!

Chapter Text

Soohyuk, the water god, stood at the edge of the vast ocean, his eyes lost in the silver waves that stretched endlessly before him. The full moon hovered above, its glow casting a soft sheen over the sea, reflecting the sorrow that twisted in his chest. He had waited for centuries—waiting for her.

In a time long past, Soohyuk had loved a human woman, a mortal whose beauty and grace had captured his heart. Her name was Aera, and she had been his everything. The gods did not often fall in love with mortals, for their lives were short and fragile, but Soohyuk’s heart had been unyielding in its devotion. He had promised her forever, and in her love, she had found peace—a serenity only the gods could provide.

But Aera had been taken from him, her life torn away in the most heart-wrenching of ways. The necklace he had given her—a delicate silver chain adorned with a moonstone—had been her protection, a gift meant to shield her from harm. But the night of her death, she had forgotten to wear it. She had ventured into the world, unaware that her fate would unfold as it did.

She had been killed, struck down by those who envied her beauty and purity. When Soohyuk had sensed the moment her life was ripped away, he rushed to save her, but it was too late. He had arrived only to see her lifeless form.

The full moon had shone above, casting a cold light over the scene, and in that moment, Soohyuk had realized the truth: Aera was meant to become something more—immortal. To become one with the ocean, she had needed to take a journey into the depths when the moon was at its fullest. The necklace had been the key, the talisman that would protect her and guide her to the depths, where she could be reborn and find eternal life in the ocean’s embrace.

But she had never reached the ocean, and Soohyuk’s heart had shattered, the weight of her absence almost unbearable. The gods had allowed him to search the world for her, but the mortal realm had swallowed her without a trace.

Years turned to centuries, and the memory of Aera had faded into myth, a tale told by sailors and whispered by the winds. Yet Soohyuk had never given up. The ocean was vast, but his love for her was greater.

****

Hana’s heart raced in her chest as she backed into the cold brick wall of the alley, her breath shallow, panic crawling up her spine. The men were getting closer, their footsteps echoing ominously as they cornered her. The scent of sweat and cigarette smoke hung in the air, and she could feel the adrenaline pumping through her veins, urging her to run. But there was nowhere to go.

She had been so carefree, walking home from the antique store where she had found a beautiful necklace, its silver chain and glowing moonstone catching her eye. She had no reason to believe that something as simple as an accessory could change the course of her life.

“I’m going to have so much fun with you,” the middle man taunted, his voice low and filled with malice. He was the one who had been speaking to her earlier, making lewd comments, his friends laughing behind him. The dark alley, dimly lit by a flickering streetlamp, felt suffocating as they closed in on her.

Hana’s fingers instinctively brushed against the pendant, her mind racing for any way out of this. She didn’t know why, but she couldn’t help but touch the necklace, as if something deep inside her urged her to. As soon as her fingers made contact with the moonstone, the world around her seemed to shift. Her heart hammered against her chest, and for a moment, she felt a strange, almost familiar pull—the sensation of something ancient stirring inside her.

Before she could even comprehend what was happening, a strange, rippling shape appeared in the air before her. Water, like liquid smoke, rose from the necklace, curling and twisting in the shape of a large, serpentine creature. It slithered toward the men, its translucent form shimmering like the surface of the ocean at night.

“What the hell is that?” one of the men gasped, eyes wide with terror. They all jumped back, stumbling over one another in fear as the water snake hissed, snapping at them with frightening speed.

“Run!” the middle man shouted, his voice trembling, but the water snake advanced with a swift, unnatural grace. It lashed out, striking one of the men across the chest, sending him crashing to the ground. His clothes were drenched, and he let out a panicked scream as he scrambled to get away.

The other two men turned and fled, stumbling over their feet in their haste to escape the terrifying water creature. It followed them for a few steps, the hiss of water echoing in the alley, before it slowly receded, retreating back to its source: the necklace.

Hana stood frozen, wide-eyed, her mind racing. Her body trembled with shock as the last of the water snake disappeared, the necklace glowing softly around her neck. It was like a dream—a vivid, impossible dream that she couldn’t wake from. The men were gone, but her heart pounded louder than ever.

“What just happened?” she whispered to herself, her voice shaky. She glanced down at the necklace, her fingers still resting on the cool surface of the moonstone.

For a moment, the air around her seemed to shimmer, and she could swear she felt a presence—something powerful, ancient, and… familiar. As if it were calling to her.

Hana didn’t know what she had just unleashed, but the terror in her chest was slowly replaced by a strange sense of calm. She felt… protected. As though, no matter what came next, something—someone—was watching over her.

And then, in the deepest part of her soul, she felt it—a whisper, like the sound of waves crashing in the distance. A voice, not in words, but in emotions, gently calling to her. It was as if the ocean itself were beckoning her home.

Still trembling, she looked up, as if searching for the source of the call. 

The necklace—the key—had found her again

***

Soohyuk stood at the edge of the ocean, his eyes closed as he let the cool wind ruffle his hair. The waves lapped gently at the shore, the rhythm of the water soothing his ancient soul. For centuries, he had waited—waited for the moment when the necklace would find its way back to her. He had felt the pull of it across time, but it had been nothing more than a whisper on the wind until tonight.

His heart stilled as a surge of power pulsed through him, the unmistakable presence of the necklace awakening. His eyes snapped open, the sea around him swirling as if responding to the call. The bond he shared with it had always been strong, but now, it was as if the very ocean itself recognized the significance of this moment. The necklace had found its true owner.

A rush of emotions flooded him—joy, relief, and the gnawing ache of longing that had plagued him for so long. It had been centuries since he last saw her, since Aera had died, and now… now she was reborn. Reincarnated in another form, another life. But the essence of her remained, woven into the very fabric of the universe.

Soohyuk closed his eyes, reaching out with his divine senses. He could feel the subtle pull of the moonstone, its energy vibrating through the water. It was faint, like a distant star, but it was there, unmistakable. His connection to it had never truly faded, and now he could feel its pulse guiding him, leading him to her.

The sea around him responded to his will, churning and shifting as he called upon his power. He focused, tuning his senses to the delicate thread of energy that linked him to the necklace. It was more than just a trinket; it was a beacon, a guide, and it was leading him to his mate, his true love, his Aera. The necklace had found her.

The wind picked up, tugging at him like a call to action. Without another thought, Soohyuk stepped forward, his feet barely touching the water as he moved with the grace and speed of the ocean itself. The pull of the necklace was undeniable now, stronger with every passing moment, guiding him toward the mortal world.

His mind was clear, his heart steady with the knowledge that his long wait was over. It didn’t matter that she was different, that she didn’t remember the life they had once shared. He would make her remember. He would show her the love that had never died, the bond that had transcended time and space.

He followed the presence of the necklace, his senses sharp as he moved through the world. As he neared the city, his thoughts swirled with anticipation. He knew the moment he saw her, that it would all come rushing back—memories of the past, of the ocean, of the love they had shared. Aera would feel it too, he was certain of it.

And then, finally, his eyes locked onto her.

She was standing at the edge of an alleyway, still shaken from the encounter with the men. Her fingers were trembling as she touched the necklace, and he could see the confusion and awe in her expression. Soohyuk’s heart skipped a beat. She was even more beautiful than he remembered, though there was a softness to her now—something that came with her new life.

But the connection between them was undeniable. It was as if the very air shimmered with their bond, and Soohyuk knew in that moment that he had found her. His mate. His Aera.

He approached her slowly, taking careful steps toward the woman who had been lost to him and yet was now returned.

As he closed the distance, the ocean’s whispers seemed to hum around him. He could feel the pull of the moonstone, guiding him closer, and as he neared her, something in her shifted. Her eyes—those familiar eyes—met his, and for a heartbeat, the world seemed to stop.

“Who are you?” Hana asked, her voice shaky but curious, as if sensing something deep within him, though she couldn’t yet understand it.

Soohyuk’s lips curled into a soft, knowing smile. He took a step forward, his voice low, calm, and filled with centuries of longing.

“I am Soohyuk. And I have come for you, Aera. You are my mate, my love, and we are destined to be together.”

The moon shone brightly above them, casting a silver glow over the two of them as they stood on the edge of destiny, a moment that would change both their lives forever.

The ocean whispered around them, and Soohyuk knew with certainty that this time, he would never let her go.

***

Hana stood frozen, her heart racing as the stranger before her spoke. His words felt like an echo, reverberating deep inside her, stirring something that she couldn’t explain. He said her name, as though it was a truth he had always known. And the way he spoke it—so gentle, yet filled with an ancient certainty—sent a strange shiver down her spine.

“I… I don’t understand. I’m not Aera, I’m Hana,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. She could feel the necklace, still warm against her skin, almost as if it were alive, as if it too were responding to his presence. The moonstone glowed faintly, casting a soft, ethereal light that seemed to illuminate the distance between them.

Soohyuk took a slow step closer, his gaze unwavering as he studied her. There was a deep sadness in his eyes, but also an undeniable affection, a love that transcended time. His presence was overwhelming—powerful and ancient, like the very ocean itself. Yet, there was a tenderness in him that called to her, something soft, familiar, and safe.

“You’ve felt it, haven’t you?” he said, his voice soothing, like the sound of waves lapping against the shore. “The pull. The connection. It’s not just the necklace—it’s me, Hana. It’s always been me.”

Hana’s fingers trembled as she touched the pendant again, as if the very act of touching it would somehow unlock the flood of emotions that were bubbling up inside her, feelings she couldn’t fully understand. She wanted to pull away, to run, but her body refused to move, rooted to the spot by an invisible force.

“I don’t know you,” she said, her voice shaky but firm. “And I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

Soohyuk’s gaze softened, and he took another step forward, his eyes filled with an emotion that nearly broke her heart. “You don’t remember, not yet,” he said, his voice thick with grief. “But I remember everything, Hana. I remember you. I remember our love, our bond. You were Aera, my mortal bride, and I was Soohyuk, the god of the water. We were meant to be together, forever.”

Hana’s breath caught in her throat, and she instinctively reached for the necklace again, as if it could help make sense of what he was saying. His words stirred something deep within her, a sense of recognition, but it was buried beneath layers of confusion. A strange sense of déjà vu washed over her, but it felt distant, like a dream she couldn’t quite grasp.

Soohyuk saw the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes and stepped closer, his presence radiating warmth and comfort. “The necklace is a bridge, Hana. It has brought you back to me, just as the moon brings the tide to the shore. I’ve waited for this moment—waited for you, for so long.”

Her eyes searched his face, looking for something that would make sense of this madness, but there was nothing but sincerity and sorrow in his gaze. And the necklace—the necklace pulsed with an energy that she couldn’t ignore.

“So, what now?” she asked, her voice small, but with an undercurrent of something she hadn’t felt before—curiosity. “What happens now?”

Soohyuk smiled softly, and his voice was tender as he spoke. “Now, we begin again. You are reborn, but the love we shared before is not lost. The ocean has waited for you, and I have waited for you. The moon will guide you to your true self, to the person you once were.”

He reached out, his hand hovering just inches from hers, as if unsure whether to touch her. The pull between them was undeniable, but he respected the distance, knowing that it would take time for her to understand. Time for her to trust him.

“You don’t have to remember everything right away,” Soohyuk continued. “But I will help you remember. I will guide you, just as the ocean guides the ships. And when you’re ready, you’ll come with me. The ocean is where you belong, Hana. Where we both belong.”

Tears welled in Hana’s eyes, the weight of his words pressing down on her heart. It felt as though a deep well had opened inside her, a yearning for something she couldn’t explain. Something ancient and vast, like the ocean itself.

“I don’t know what to believe,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I don’t understand… But I feel it. I feel something when I’m near you. Like a part of me has been missing.”

“You are my mate,” Soohyuk said, his voice unwavering. “You always have been.”

Hana looked down at the necklace, its moonstone glowing softly in the moonlight. A connection—she could feel it, an invisible thread linking her to this man, to the water, to something greater than herself.

“I don’t know if I’m ready,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

And yet, even as she said it, she could feel the ocean’s call, pulling her toward the unknown, pulling her toward him. There was a part of her, buried deep within, that knew the ocean was her home, that Soohyuk was her destiny. It was terrifying, but it was also exhilarating. She wasn’t sure if she was ready, but she couldn’t ignore the feeling inside her that told her this was the beginning of something much greater than anything she had ever known.

Soohyuk smiled softly, understanding her hesitation, but his eyes held a quiet certainty. “Take your time, Hana,” he said gently. “When you’re ready, I’ll be here. And together, we’ll find our way back to each other.”

The ocean whispered softly around them, the waves dancing in rhythm with the moon’s light. Hana stood there, looking at Soohyuk, feeling the pull of something far greater than herself.

And for the first time in her life, she felt like she was exactly where she was meant to be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 100: Seonghwa

Summary:

Here’s a weird Seonghwa one. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

Ariella and her friend, Jiwon, were at the mall doing some shopping. Currently, they were in a store when Ariella suddenly felt a strange shift in the air. It was a subtle change, but enough to make her stop mid-step. Her heart began to race, and she glanced around, trying to figure out what was causing the sensation.

“Ariella?” Jiwon asked, noticing her sudden stillness. “Are you okay?”

“I… I don’t know,” Ariella replied, a chill running down her spine. It was like something had changed, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. That’s when she saw him.

Across the store, standing near a clothing rack, was a tall man. His dark hair was messy in the most charming way, and his deep eyes seemed to lock with hers as if he’d known her all along. There was a magnetic pull, and before she could process it, a strange sensation overtook her body.

“Hic!” Ariella gasped, her body jerking slightly from the unexpected hiccup.

She blinked, feeling embarrassed as she tried to suppress the next one. But the hiccups came again, more persistent this time.

“Hic! Hic! Hic!”

Her chest tightened in frustration. Why was she hiccuping? She’d never had this kind of reaction before, not to anyone. She quickly glanced back at Jiwon, hoping for some sort of explanation, but all her attention kept drifting back to the man across the store. He was still looking at her, and suddenly, she noticed something odd—he was hiccuping too.

“Hic! Hic!”

Seonghwa, as she would later learn his name was, looked just as surprised as she felt. His hand instinctively covered his mouth as his body jerked with each hiccup, and he seemed just as confused as Ariella.

“What…?” Ariella’s breath caught. She had never seen anyone react like this, not with hiccups. She could feel the pull between them, stronger now as they both hiccuped in sync.

Jiwon noticed the strange exchange. “Okay, this is weird. Are you… hiccuping together?”

Ariella was too embarrassed to answer. She tried to stop the hiccups, but they just wouldn’t quit. And when she looked back at Seonghwa, he was still struggling with his own hiccuping fit, his face flushed with the same embarrassment.

He took a deep breath and took a few hesitant steps toward her. “This is… embarrassing,” he admitted, finally breaking the silence. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I think… I think it’s us.”

Ariella blinked, trying to gather her thoughts. “What do you mean?”

“I mean—hic!—I think we’re… hic!—soulmates.”

Ariella’s heart skipped at the word. Soulmate? Was that even real? But before she could say anything, Seonghwa took another step closer, his gaze soft and understanding. His lips twitched as if trying to suppress his hiccups, but they kept coming.

“Hic! Hic! It only happens when… when you meet your soulmate,” he explained between hiccups. “It’s a… kind of sign, I guess.”

Ariella stood there, completely stunned. The idea of soulmates had always seemed like a fairytale, something too fantastical to be real. But now, with him standing in front of her—hiccuping in sync with her—it felt… too real.

“I—I don’t know how to make it stop,” she confessed, her face turning pink. She couldn’t even think straight with the hiccups interrupting every word.

Seonghwa smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement despite the hiccups. “I think I know. We just need to… fix it.”

Without warning, he closed the distance between them, gently cupping her face. Ariella’s breath caught in her throat as he leaned in, and before she could protest, his lips pressed softly against hers.

The moment their lips met, everything went still. The hiccups… stopped. Ariella could feel the warmth of Seonghwa’s lips, and for a second, the world around her disappeared. When they finally pulled back, she was breathless, her heart racing in a way it never had before.

“Better?” Seonghwa asked, his voice low and playful, though his cheeks were still flushed from the embarrassment.

Ariella nodded, still processing everything that had just happened. “How did you… know?”

“I’ve heard the stories,” he said with a shrug, his grin widening. “I guess we were both in for a surprise.”

Jiwon, who had been watching with wide eyes, finally spoke up. “Okay, this is officially the weirdest thing I’ve ever witnessed. I need to hear more.”

Seonghwa chuckled, clearly enjoying the moment. “Let’s sit down and explain everything. Starting with the hiccups.”

Ariella felt a smile tug at her lips. She still couldn’t believe it—soulmates, hiccups, and a kiss that stopped them all. But one thing was certain: her world had just shifted in a way she couldn’t have imagined, and she was eager to see where this strange, wonderful journey would take her.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 101: Shen Ricky

Summary:

Triple update!!! Here’s a Ricky from ZeroBaseOne. Enjoy!

Chapter Text

The gymnasium buzzed with voices and laughter, caps and gowns swaying as seniors posed for pictures. Nyomi stood off to the side, clutching her diploma, trying to ignore the hollow ache in her chest. Everyone else had parents waiting with flowers and cheers, families wrapping them in tight embraces.

She had no one.

Being an orphan meant she had learned to clap for herself, to smile through the emptiness, to walk off the stage as if the absence of family didn’t cut her deeper than any words could.

But then, as always, Ricky found her.

“Hey,” he whispered, slipping an arm around her waist from behind. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his smile warm enough to chase away the sting in her chest. “You look beautiful in that gown.”

Nyomi let herself lean into him for just a moment, comforted by his familiar presence. Ricky had been her anchor since sophomore year—the boy who carried her books when her hands were full, the boy who made her laugh when the silence of an empty house felt unbearable.

They were graduating. This was supposed to be the start of everything. But in the pocket of her dress was a secret so heavy she could barely breathe.

A pregnancy test. Two pink lines.

She had been holding onto it all day, waiting for the right moment to tell him. But as the sun dipped low and graduation parties began, Ricky tugged her hand and led her away from the noise. He parked his old black Honda at their usual spot near the lake, where the water shimmered with the last light of day.

His silence worried her. He tapped the steering wheel, fingers drumming out a nervous rhythm. Finally, he turned to her, eyes serious.

“Nyomi… I have to tell you something.”

Her heart jumped into her throat. He knows.

“I got accepted,” Ricky said, his lips curling into the smile of someone whose dream had just been handed to him. “Yuehua Entertainment. They want me as a trainee. I leave for China in a week.”

Her stomach dropped. The world spun.

“A week?” she whispered.

“Yeah,” he said, reaching for her hand, his thumb brushing gently over her knuckles. “It’s everything I’ve been working for. You know this has been my dream.”

She nodded, forcing a smile. She did know. She’d spent nights sitting on the floor of his room, watching him practice dance routines until his shirt stuck to his skin, listening to him record songs until his voice cracked. If anyone deserved this, it was him.

But before she could find the courage to speak—to tell him about the baby—his voice softened.

“There’s more.” His eyes searched hers, filled with hesitation and guilt. “I don’t think… we should stay together.”

The words were knives.

“Ricky…”

“Long-distance relationships don’t work,” he said quickly, his grip on her hand tightening like he was trying to hold onto her even as he let go. “You deserve someone who can actually be here, not halfway across the world chasing a dream. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Her secret screamed inside her chest. Tell him. Tell him now.

But when she looked at his face—bright with hope, with the weight of his dream finally within reach—she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t tether him here, not when he had fought so hard to get out.

So she swallowed the truth.

“I understand,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

His lips pressed against hers one last time, slow and lingering, filled with the ache of goodbye. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against hers.

“You’ll always be my first love, Nyomi.”

She memorized the warmth of his voice, the way his hand cupped her cheek, because she knew—once his car drove away—she would never have it again.

And that night, as his taillights disappeared into the horizon, Nyomi pressed her hand against her stomach and whispered to the tiny life growing inside her:

“You’ll never have to feel alone. Not the way I did.”

***

The night after graduation, the orphanage director handed Nyomi a duffel bag with her few belongings neatly folded inside.

“You’re eighteen now,” the woman said gently, though her words still cut. “We’ve done what we can, but it’s time for you to step out on your own.”

Nyomi nodded, biting her lip to keep the tears at bay. She had always known this day would come. Orphans weren’t meant to stay forever. Eighteen meant adulthood, meant the state no longer covered her, meant she had to make it in the world by herself.

Still, standing in the doorway with her bag in hand, she felt like a child again—small, unwanted, uncertain. The other kids hugged her goodbye, the younger ones clinging to her waist, not understanding why she had to leave. Nyomi forced a smile for them, but when the door closed behind her, reality crashed down like a tidal wave.

She had nowhere to go. No family. No safety net.

And she was pregnant.

Her savings from part-time jobs were small—enough for maybe a week in a cheap motel, maybe two if she skipped meals. She couldn’t risk the streets, not with a baby growing inside her. So she found herself sitting on the curb outside a bus station, her duffel bag pressed against her legs, staring at the world that felt too big for her now.

Everywhere she looked, people were celebrating their freedom from high school. Groups of friends laughed about summer plans, couples held hands, families loaded cars with graduation balloons. Nyomi sat in the middle of it all, invisible, her world shrinking instead of expanding.

Her phone buzzed. A message from Ricky.

“Got home safe. Can’t stop thinking about tonight. I’ll miss you.”

Nyomi’s fingers hovered over the screen. She wanted to tell him everything—that she was scared, that she had no place to go, that in less than a year, he would be a father. But instead, she typed back:

“I’ll miss you too. Good luck, Ricky.”

She turned off her phone after that. It was easier to silence the temptation than to keep lying.

***

The first few weeks were a blur of exhaustion. Nyomi found a room in a run-down boarding house on the edge of town. The wallpaper peeled, and the plumbing groaned, but it was cheap. She took a diner job, scrubbing tables and carrying trays until her feet ached. The pay was terrible, but every dollar counted.

At night, she lay on the thin mattress of her rented room, her hand resting over the small swell of her stomach. Some nights she cried. Some nights she whispered to the baby, promising she’d figure it out, promising she wouldn’t fail.

Her biggest fear wasn’t poverty. It was abandonment. She knew too well what it felt like to be unwanted, to grow up staring at doorways that never opened for you. She swore her child would never feel that way.

Even if Ricky never knew.

***

The days slipped into a rhythm Nyomi never asked for but was forced to build. Wake up early, tie her hair back, walk to the diner. Work until her legs ached. Save every dollar she could. Return to her tiny rented room and fall asleep with her hand on her stomach.

At first, the pregnancy was her secret. She wore baggy sweaters, hoping no one noticed when the nausea sent her running to the diner’s restroom. She couldn’t afford to lose the job, not when it was the only thing keeping her off the streets.

By the end of her first trimester, though, there was no hiding it. Her stomach had rounded, small but noticeable beneath her uniform. The stares began, the whispered judgments from customers and even some coworkers.

“Such a shame,” one woman murmured loudly enough for Nyomi to hear. “So young, already throwing her life away.”

Nyomi bit her tongue and carried the woman’s plate to the table, her hands steady even though her heart wasn’t. She had no family to defend her, no boyfriend to stand at her side. It was just her.

But every time she wanted to crumble, she remembered the heartbeat she’d heard at her first clinic visit. The steady thump-thump-thump that filled the room and her soul with something she had never known before: hope.

Her child. Her reason to keep moving.

***

Money was tight. Too tight.

There were nights she went to bed hungry so she could stretch her paycheck far enough to cover both rent and doctor bills. She scoured thrift shops for baby clothes, her fingers trembling as she picked out tiny onesies and socks she could barely afford.

The orphanage had taught her how to survive with little, but this was different. She wasn’t surviving just for herself anymore—she was preparing to protect someone else, someone who hadn’t even opened their eyes yet.

Some nights, she sat on her mattress, clutching a baby blanket she had found for fifty cents at a secondhand store. It smelled faintly of lavender and time, and she imagined wrapping her baby in it, rocking them to sleep, whispering that they would never, ever feel the loneliness she had known.

By the time she was seven months pregnant, walking to work became harder. The heat of summer pressed down, making her dizzy. Her boss eventually pulled her aside, shaking his head.

“Nyomi, you need to take it easy. You’re not a machine.”

“I can’t afford to stop,” she whispered.

And he must have seen the desperation in her eyes, because he let her keep working half-shifts, even though it wasn’t much. She was grateful, even for the crumbs.

***

The night her labor pains started, she was alone.

The cramps hit first, sharp and unrelenting. She curled on her mattress, biting her lip until she tasted blood. By the time she stumbled into the clinic, her face was pale, her body trembling.

Hours later, as dawn broke, Nyomi’s world changed forever.

The nurse placed a small, warm bundle against her chest. A baby girl. Tiny, perfect, with soft black hair and almond-shaped eyes that mirrored Ricky’s so perfectly it made Nyomi’s chest ache.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pressed a trembling kiss to her daughter’s forehead.

“Hi, sweetheart,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “It’s just us now. But I promise… you’ll never feel alone. Not the way I did.”

And as the baby let out her first cry, Nyomi held her tighter, knowing this was the beginning of everything.

***

The first year of motherhood was the hardest thing Nyomi had ever endured.

Nights blurred into mornings. Feedings, diaper changes, rocking her baby to sleep in a chair that creaked with every sway. The boarding house walls were thin, and sometimes neighbors complained about the crying, but Nyomi only whispered apologies and kept holding her daughter close.

She named her Amara, meaning “eternal” — because that was what Nyomi wanted for her: an eternal sense of love, of belonging, of safety. Something Nyomi herself had never known.

Money was always short. She picked up odd jobs when she could, sewing for neighbors, cleaning apartments, anything that allowed her to bring Amara along or left her with enough to cover childcare for a few hours. Sometimes she cried quietly into her pillow, terrified she wouldn’t be enough. But then Amara’s tiny fingers curled around hers, or her eyes — Ricky’s eyes — blinked up at her with innocence and trust, and Nyomi knew she had to keep fighting.

She often told Amara about him. Not in bitterness, not in regret, but in the soft, honest voice of someone who wanted her daughter to know she came from love.

“Your daddy,” Nyomi whispered one night as she showed Amara a photo tucked carefully into her wallet, “he’s chasing his dreams in China. He doesn’t know about you yet, but one day, maybe he will. And I promise you — he would love you.”

Amara’s little hand slapped at the photo with a baby’s clumsy curiosity, and Nyomi laughed through her tears.

***

The TV flickered in the corner of their small apartment, casting soft light over toys scattered across the floor. Nyomi sat cross-legged on the worn rug, Amara perched in her lap, her chubby fingers clutching a half-chewed teething ring.

She hadn’t meant to watch the show. It had just come up on her feed — Boys Planet, a global audition program. Curiosity had tugged her into turning it on, but when the camera panned across the line of hopeful trainees, her breath caught in her throat.

There he was.

Shen Ricky.

Dressed in a trainee uniform, taller, sharper, more confident than the boy she’d said goodbye to years ago. But his eyes… they were the same. Bright, determined, carrying the same fire she had seen every night he practiced in his room.

Nyomi’s chest constricted. She hadn’t seen his face in years, except in the old photos she kept hidden. And now, here he was — on a stage broadcast across the world.

Her heart ached with pride and sorrow all at once.

Before she could even process it, Amara’s tiny voice piped up.

“…Dada.”

Nyomi froze.

Amara had never said the word before. She had babbled sounds, giggled, even managed a “mama” once or twice. But now, pointing at the screen with wide eyes and Ricky’s smile mirrored on her face, she said it again.

“Dada.”

Tears blurred Nyomi’s vision as she pressed a trembling hand to her mouth. She had told Amara about him, shown her pictures, whispered his name like a prayer. But hearing her daughter call him that — seeing her recognize him, even without knowing — it broke something open inside her.

Nyomi hugged Amara close, burying her face in her daughter’s soft hair.

“Yes, baby,” she whispered through her tears. “That’s your daddy.”

On the screen, Ricky smiled for the cameras, unaware that somewhere across the world, the daughter he didn’t know existed was calling out to him for the first time.

***

By late 2024, Ricky was no longer just a dreamer in a practice room. He was an idol.

Billboards carried his face, fans screamed his name, and stages across the world lit up beneath his presence.

Nyomi had watched it all from afar — the interviews, the performances, the awards. She never missed a single broadcast, not because she still longed for him, but because of the little girl who sat cross-legged in front of the screen, clapping her hands and shouting, “Dada!” every time Ricky appeared.

Amara was two now, with wild curls tied into messy puffs and the same bright eyes as her father. She didn’t understand why he wasn’t here, why the man on the glowing box never came home. But she loved him anyway, in the pure, innocent way only children could.

And then, fate threw Nyomi the twist she both longed for and dreaded.

Ricky’s group announced a world tour. One of their stops? Her state.

The city buzzed with excitement. Posters plastered every bus stop, tickets sold out in minutes, fans lined up with banners and lightsticks. Nyomi felt the pull to go, but fear chained her down. What if he saw her? What if he didn’t? What if he found out about Amara in the middle of all this chaos?

But Amara, clutching the crumpled flyer Nyomi had picked up from the diner bulletin board, looked up at her mother with pleading eyes.

“See Dada?”

Nyomi’s heart cracked. She didn’t have the money for tickets, not with rent and groceries always eating at her paycheck. She told herself it wasn’t possible. But when the day of the concert arrived, she found herself standing outside the arena, Amara on her hip, listening to the thunder of music through the walls.

She told herself it was enough just to be near. Enough to let Amara hear her father’s voice live, even from outside.

But fate wasn’t finished.

***

The concert ended, the crowd poured out, and Nyomi tried to blend into the sea of fans leaving the arena. She was tugging Amara’s hand when the crowd shifted, security parting the way for a line of vans.

And then she saw him.

Ricky.

He was taller now, sharper in features, dressed in casual clothes after the stage. But even from a distance, Nyomi knew him. Her heart stuttered painfully in her chest. She turned quickly, trying to melt into the crowd, but Amara had other plans.

“DADA!”

The toddler’s cry pierced through the chaos, small but sharp enough to cut straight to Ricky’s ears.

He stopped.

Nyomi froze, panic rising in her throat. She bent down, trying to hush Amara, but Ricky’s head snapped toward the sound. His eyes searched the crowd, confused, curious… until they landed on Nyomi.

Time collapsed. The noise of fans blurred away. It was just the two of them, staring at each other across the distance — the boy she had loved, the man he had become, the secret she had kept.

And then Ricky’s gaze dropped to the little girl clutching Nyomi’s hand. A little girl with his eyes. His expression faltered — shock, disbelief, recognition hitting all at once.

Nyomi’s breath hitched.

There was no hiding now.

The world narrowed to a single line of sight. Ricky’s gaze locked on Nyomi, then on the child gripping her hand. His breath visibly caught, his steps faltered. For a split second, it was as if the crowd, the flashing cameras, the chaos around them didn’t exist.

Nyomi’s heart pounded so hard she thought she might collapse. She could see the recognition dawning in his eyes — the way he froze, the confusion, the impossible question taking shape on his lips.

Is she…?

Amara, oblivious to the storm brewing in her mother’s chest, bounced excitedly and shouted again, “Dada!” Her little voice carried like a bell through the fading noise of fans.

Ricky moved instinctively, taking one step forward. His mouth opened, his hand twitched at his side — as if every instinct in him was screaming to go to them.

But before he could take another step, a wall of security pressed in.

“Ricky, this way.”

“Into the van, quickly.”

“Fans are closing in.”

Strong hands guided him back. Ricky twisted his neck, eyes locked on Nyomi as he was pushed toward the waiting van. His expression was raw — a thousand questions left unsaid, a flicker of something between shock and longing in his gaze.

Nyomi clutched Amara tighter, her legs trembling, her heart breaking all over again. She wanted to run to him, to explain, to beg for a chance to speak. But the crowd surged, the vans’ doors slammed, and in an instant he was gone — swallowed up by flashing lights and tinted glass.

Amara whimpered softly, still pointing toward the van. “Dada…”

Nyomi pressed a kiss to her daughter’s curls, whispering through the lump in her throat, “I know, baby. I know.”

As the convoy of vans disappeared down the street, Nyomi stood frozen in the crowd, the weight of her secret heavier than it had ever been. Because now, Ricky knew she existed — even if he didn’t yet understand how.

And this time, there would be no running from the truth.

***

Ricky sat slumped in the van’s leather seat. His chest heaved, his palms clammy.

“Everything alright?” one of his members asked, but Ricky only nodded stiffly.

How could he explain what he’d just seen?

The girl in the crowd — not just any girl. Nyomi. His first love. The one he’d left behind in high school, telling himself he was doing the right thing. She looked the same and yet different — older, stronger, carrying something in her eyes that haunted him even now.

And the little girl beside her.

The way she looked at him, the way she called out— Dada.

Ricky closed his eyes, gripping his knees until his knuckles whitened. His mind raced. Was it possible? Could that child really be his? Memories flooded him — summer nights at the lake, whispered promises in cars, the tearful goodbye before he boarded the plane. He had buried those moments beneath years of training, debut, and endless schedules. But seeing Nyomi again ripped everything open.

And the child’s eyes… they were his. He knew it deep in his bones.

***

Across town, Nyomi carried Amara home, her arms heavy but her heart heavier. She hadn’t expected Ricky to see them — not like that, not in the middle of a crowd with cameras flashing.

Her secret was no longer safe.

She laid Amara down in her crib, brushing curls from her daughter’s forehead. “Go to sleep, sweetheart,” she whispered, though her own voice trembled.

But as Amara drifted off, Nyomi sat in the dark, staring at the shadows on the wall. Ricky knew. Or at least… he suspected. She had seen the recognition in his eyes before security pulled him away.

Part of her wanted to run again — to pack her things, move to another city, protect her daughter from the storm of his world. But another part of her, the part that had loved him so fiercely once upon a time, wondered if fate had finally caught up to them.

Neither of them slept that night.

Ricky lay in a hotel bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying Amara’s voice over and over in his head. Dada. He wanted answers. He needed them. But management had locked down their schedule tight — flights, interviews, meet-and-greets. There was no space, no time, and too many eyes watching.

Nyomi sat awake in her apartment, heart pounding every time her phone buzzed, terrified it would be him — and terrified it wouldn’t.

The truth hung between them like a storm cloud, ready to break.

***

Ricky barely remembered the rest of the tour stop. On stage, he smiled for the fans, hit every dance move, sang every note — but his mind was elsewhere. His thoughts were trapped in that split-second when he saw Nyomi in the crowd, when he heard the child’s voice.

The child who called him Dada.

That night, after the show, Ricky tried to talk to his manager.

“Hyung, I need a break tomorrow. Just an hour.”

His manager frowned. “Impossible. You have press in the morning, rehearsal in the afternoon, then fan-signing in the evening. Why?”

Ricky opened his mouth, then shut it. How could he explain? How could he say, I just saw the girl I loved more than anyone, and she was holding a child who might be mine?

So he lied. “I just… wanted to breathe.”

The manager sighed and patted his shoulder. “You’ll rest on the plane. For now, focus.”

But Ricky couldn’t. His heart wouldn’t let him.

***

Meanwhile, Nyomi spent the next day glancing over her shoulder at every corner. She carried Amara through the grocery store, through the park, through the cracked sidewalks of their neighborhood, convinced every shadow might be him.

And yet, secretly, she wished it was.

She thought about the way his eyes had locked on hers, full of recognition and questions. She thought about how her daughter had called out to him, as if instinct bridged the years and distance between them.

But fear kept her silent. Ricky was an idol now. His life was under a microscope. What would happen if the world discovered he had a child — with her? Would fans hate Amara? Would the pressure crush Ricky’s career?

So when her phone lit up that evening with an unknown number, she ignored it. Then blocked it. She couldn’t risk it.

Two days later, at the fan-signing, Ricky scanned every face that approached him, heart hammering with hope and disappointment. Smiling girls handed him albums, letters, small gifts. He thanked each of them politely, but his gaze kept darting to the crowd behind them, searching for her.

And once — just once — he swore he saw Nyomi. A flash of her dark hair, her familiar walk. His pen froze mid-autograph, his pulse leaping.

But when he looked again, she was gone.

***

Back in her apartment, Nyomi sank into her couch, clutching Amara against her chest. She hadn’t gone inside. She couldn’t. She had walked all the way to the venue, heart pounding, but when she saw the sea of fans and flashing cameras, she panicked and left.

Amara stirred in her arms, babbling softly.

“I’m sorry, baby,” Nyomi whispered, tears burning her eyes. “I’m just… not ready.”

And so the tour carried Ricky away — from her city, her state, her reach.

But as the plane lifted off, Ricky pressed his forehead to the window, silently vowing:

“I’ll find you again, Nyomi. I’ll find out the truth.”

And in her tiny apartment, Nyomi held Amara close, whispering a truth she could no longer deny to herself.

“It’s only a matter of time.”

***

The tour rolled on, city after city, country after country. Fans screamed his name, lights burned bright, music thundered through arenas. To anyone watching, Shen Ricky was living the dream.

But behind the dazzling smiles and perfect performances, Ricky was unraveling.

Every quiet moment was filled with her face. Nyomi.

And the child.

His child — he was sure of it now.

At night, in hotel rooms, he scrolled through old photos on his private phone — the ones he had never deleted. Nyomi in her graduation gown, Nyomi smiling shyly at the lake, Nyomi holding up a peace sign in his car. His chest ached with the weight of the years between them.

And then he’d hear that echo in his head again, small and clear: Dada.

***

He tried to focus on the group, on the fans, on the relentless schedule. But the distraction didn’t go unnoticed.

“You’re quieter lately,” one of his bandmates commented one evening after rehearsal.

Ricky only shrugged, but his hands curled into fists behind his back. He wanted to tell someone, but how could he? The industry wasn’t forgiving. Scandals spread like wildfire. If the truth came out too soon, it wouldn’t just ruin him — it could hurt the group, and Nyomi, and the little girl who didn’t deserve that kind of scrutiny.

So he kept it locked inside.

But determination simmered under his skin.

***

After the tour wrapped, management granted a two-week break. Most of the group planned to fly home to their families. Ricky said the same, but his true destination was already clear in his mind.

He spent nights combing through memories, trying to piece together where Nyomi might be. She had always been quiet about her struggles, always hiding pain behind a smile. He knew she had no family, no roots. But she had always dreamed of staying close to their hometown after graduation, of making a home for herself.

She must still be there, he told himself.

He searched discreetly, reaching out to old classmates with carefully worded messages. Most had no idea. Some hadn’t heard from Nyomi in years. One mentioned seeing her at a grocery store a few towns over. Another remembered she used to work at a small diner.

Each clue built the picture.

The closer he got, the more restless he became.

On the last night before his flight, Ricky stood on the balcony of the dorm, the city lights stretching endlessly below. His manager’s voice echoed in his head: Keep your image clean. No distractions. Fans need to believe in you.

But Ricky’s jaw tightened. This wasn’t about distractions. This was about responsibility. About love. About the little girl who had called him Dada without even knowing him.

“I don’t care what they say,” Ricky whispered into the night. “I’ll find her. I’ll find them both.”

And with that vow burning in his chest, he booked a private ticket — not to see his family, but to return to the state where Nyomi had stood in the crowd with their daughter.

***

The plane touched down just after dawn, the windows streaked with early sunlight. Ricky slipped through the terminal in a hoodie and mask, hood pulled low. He had traveled countless times before, but this was the first time he’d felt exposed. Not to fans, not to cameras — but to the possibility of what he might find.

He wasn’t here as Shen Ricky, the idol. He was here as a boy chasing a ghost from his past.

The city felt the same and completely different all at once. Familiar streets blurred with memories: the diner where he and Nyomi used to split milkshakes, the park bench where he’d first kissed her. The ache of nostalgia pressed heavy in his chest.

But this wasn’t about the past anymore. This was about now. About Nyomi. About the child.

Ricky started small. He visited the old high school, standing in the parking lot for a long moment before walking in. A few teachers still remembered him — the boy who’d left for China right after graduation. When he asked about Nyomi, most shook their heads. One kind woman hesitated before saying softly, “I think she aged out of the orphanage. Haven’t seen her since, but… she was a strong girl. She’d find her way.”

The orphanage gave him nothing. Policies, privacy laws. “We can’t share resident information,” the staff repeated politely.

But Ricky caught a glimpse of a faded bulletin board on his way out. A photo of a young woman holding a baby, a handwritten thank-you note pinned beside it. The face was blurred by time and light, but Ricky’s breath caught. He knew that smile.

“Nyomi,” he whispered under his breath.

***

For days, he drifted quietly through the city, piecing together threads. A waitress at a diner remembered Nyomi working there last year before leaving suddenly. A neighbor down the street swore she’d seen a young woman with a baby girl at the park in the spring.

Each piece of information pulled him closer.

But still — no address, no phone number. Nyomi was careful, invisible. Almost as if she didn’t want to be found.

And yet, one evening, Ricky found himself parked outside a modest apartment complex, his heart hammering against his ribs. He didn’t know for certain — but something told him this was it. The building had a worn charm, tucked away on a quiet street, with toys scattered in the grass by the steps.

His hands trembled on the steering wheel. He could knock. He could end this search right now.

But fear rooted him to his seat. What if she turned him away? What if she hated him for leaving? What if the child really was his — and Nyomi had raised her alone all this time, without telling him?

The questions drowned him. So he sat there, staring at the windows glowing faintly with warm light, too afraid to move.

***

Upstairs, behind one of those windows, Nyomi was rocking Amara to sleep. She paused suddenly, a strange tightness in her chest. For a moment, she swore she felt eyes on her, a tether pulling her back to a memory she had tried to bury.

But when she peeked through the curtain, the street looked empty.

She shook her head, brushing a kiss across Amara’s hair. “Just my imagination,” she whispered.

Neither of them knew that only yards away, Ricky sat frozen — so close, yet still out of reach.

***

Ricky didn’t go back to the apartment that night. He told himself he wasn’t ready — not yet. But the memory of those glowing windows gnawed at him. By morning, he couldn’t stand it anymore.

So he returned.

This time, he walked. Hoodie pulled low, mask covering half his face, he paced the sidewalk with hands jammed in his pockets. The early sun washed the neighborhood in gold, kids’ bicycles lay tipped against the fence, and the air smelled faintly of laundry detergent and dew.

And then he saw her.

Nyomi stepped out of the building, balancing a bag of groceries on one hip and a tiny toddler on the other. Amara’s curls bounced as she clapped her little hands against her mother’s shoulder.

Ricky froze. His breath left him in a rush.

There they were. Flesh and blood. Not a dream, not a flicker in a crowd. His past and his possible future walking down the steps, sunlight spilling over them.

Nyomi adjusted Amara and turned — and her eyes collided with his.

For a heartbeat, time fractured. The world hushed. It was only them, suspended in the space between then and now.

Nyomi’s grip tightened on Amara. She blinked once, twice, her mouth parting in shock. “Ricky…?”

His chest constricted at the sound of his name on her lips. “Nyomi.” His voice cracked.

Amara twisted in her mother’s arms at the sound, big brown eyes landing on him. A smile spread across her face. She pointed with a chubby finger and squealed, “Dada!”

The word split Ricky open.

Nyomi flinched, as if the syllables burned. “Amara—” she whispered quickly, trying to hush her, but the damage was done.

Ricky stepped forward, every nerve screaming with urgency. “She… she knows me?” His eyes darted between Nyomi and the child who could only be his.

Nyomi’s throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. “We should— not here,” she stammered, her voice trembling. She cast a glance around the street, wary of eyes, of ears, of the danger of being seen with him.

Ricky nodded quickly, desperate. “Anywhere. Just… please don’t run.” His voice softened, breaking. “Not this time.”

For a moment, Nyomi looked torn, caught between fight and flight. But Amara wriggled in her arms, still reaching out toward Ricky, her little voice giggling, “Dada, Dada.”

Nyomi’s defenses cracked. She let out a long, shaky breath. “Alright. Follow me.”

And so, for the first time since high school, Ricky trailed behind Nyomi — not into the past, but toward the truth he had chased across years, oceans, and stages.

***

Ricky’s pulse thundered in his ears as Nyomi froze at the bottom of the steps. Her grocery bag slid slightly, nearly tipping before she steadied it. The toddler in her arms clapped her hands against her mother’s chest, giggling without a care.

Ricky’s eyes devoured the scene.

Nyomi’s hair was longer now, falling in soft waves over her shoulders. Her face carried shadows of exhaustion, but she was more beautiful than he remembered — maturity carved into her features, strength in the way she held the little girl close.

And the child…

Amara’s cheeks were round and flushed, curls bouncing as she squirmed. When she smiled at him, Ricky swore the air left his lungs. Because in that smile, he saw himself — the curve of her lips, the spark of mischief in her eyes.

His eyes stung. His throat closed. He was staring at a piece of himself he hadn’t known existed until now.

“Nyomi,” he whispered again, as though speaking her name might ground him.

She blinked rapidly, gripping Amara tighter. “Ricky… you shouldn’t be here.”

“Then why does it feel like I’ve never belonged anywhere else?” His voice trembled, raw and unguarded.

Nyomi flinched, her gaze flicking around the street — a mother’s instinctive caution, sharpened by years of carrying secrets. “Not here. Please.”

Ricky nodded instantly. “Anywhere you want. Just… don’t walk away from me.”

She led him inside, up two flights of creaky stairs, her keys jingling faintly. Ricky followed in silence, his heart pounding with each step. When the door to her apartment clicked open, he hesitated, feeling like he was crossing a threshold into a new life.

The apartment was modest, cozy. Toys scattered across the carpet, a soft blanket draped over the couch, tiny shoes lined up neatly by the door. Ricky’s eyes lingered on the details — each one proof of the years he had missed.

Nyomi set the groceries down and lowered Amara into a playpen filled with stuffed animals. The little girl immediately turned toward Ricky, reaching out her small arms. “Dada!” she chirped.

The sound shattered him.

Ricky dropped to his knees beside the playpen, his hand trembling as he reached toward her. He didn’t touch — not yet — afraid she might vanish if he did. “She… she really thinks I’m her father?” His voice cracked on the word father.

Nyomi’s arms folded tightly across her chest. Her lips trembled before she pressed them into a thin line. “That’s because you are.”

Ricky’s head snapped toward her, eyes wide. “Mine?”

Her nod was small, almost imperceptible, but it broke him open.

For a long moment, silence stretched between them, heavy with everything unsaid. Ricky’s shoulders sagged, tears blurring his vision. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Nyomi’s composure fractured. She looked away, blinking rapidly. “Because you left. Because you said long distance wouldn’t work. Because you had dreams, Ricky, and I didn’t want to be the reason they fell apart.” Her voice wavered. “I couldn’t chain you to me. To us.”

Ricky dragged a shaking hand over his face. “Nyomi, I would’ve stayed. I would’ve chosen you. I would’ve chosen her.” His voice broke again, full of years of regret.

“You don’t know that,” Nyomi whispered fiercely, tears sliding down her cheeks. “You were eighteen. You didn’t know what you wanted. You still don’t. And I…” She shook her head. “I couldn’t risk it.”

Amara babbled happily, reaching again toward Ricky, blissfully unaware of the storm between her parents. Ricky finally let his fingers brush against her small hand, and the contact jolted him like lightning.

He looked back at Nyomi, eyes red, jaw trembling. “I lost you once. Don’t make me lose you both again.”

Nyomi’s arms tightened around herself as though holding in all the cracks threatening to spill open. Her voice trembled, but her words cut sharp.

“You don’t understand, Ricky. Your world isn’t built for this. For us. You’re an idol. Every move you make is scrutinized. Every relationship, every rumor. You think you can just walk back into our lives and claim her?” She gestured toward Amara, who was happily gnawing on a stuffed rabbit. “The fans would tear us apart. The company would bury us. And she—” Her voice cracked, “—she doesn’t deserve that kind of life.”

Ricky flinched at her words, but didn’t back down. He moved closer, kneeling so his eyes met hers. His voice was raw, stripped of the practiced charm he wore on stage.

“You think I don’t know what this means? You think I don’t know the risks? I do, Nyomi. I know everything could fall apart. My career, my reputation, maybe even the group. But I don’t care—” his hand pressed against his chest, “—because none of it matters if I can’t face the truth. If I can’t face her.” His eyes flicked to Amara, then back to Nyomi.

Nyomi’s breath hitched, her defenses faltering under the weight of his sincerity. “Ricky…”

“I’ve been chasing stages and spotlights for years,” he continued, voice trembling but steady. “But every night, I wondered what I’d left behind. Who I’d left behind. And then I saw you again — saw her — and it was like the world finally made sense. Like I’d been walking in circles, blind, until that moment.”

Tears spilled hot down Nyomi’s cheeks. She shook her head, half in denial, half in fear. “You can’t just say things like that. You don’t know what it’s been like, raising her alone. The nights she was sick and I couldn’t afford a doctor. The days I didn’t eat so she could. The times I thought I’d made the biggest mistake, keeping her, but then she’d smile at me and I knew I couldn’t regret her.”

Ricky’s face crumpled, guilt carving into every line. He reached out, but stopped short of touching her arm. “I should have been there. God, Nyomi, I should have been there. And I can’t erase the years I missed — but let me try to make it right now. Please.”

Her eyes searched his, desperate, torn. “And what happens when the cameras find us? When the fans learn you have a child? What happens when your company orders you to walk away? What happens then, Ricky? Because I can’t watch her lose you the way I did.”

Ricky swallowed hard, his voice breaking with quiet resolve. “Then I’ll fight. For you. For her. For us. I don’t care what it costs me anymore. You’re both worth more than all of it.”

The room fell silent except for Amara’s soft babbling, the tiny thread tying them together.

Nyomi pressed a trembling hand to her lips, staring at him as though seeing him for the first time. Vulnerability, fear, and longing waged war inside her.

And Ricky stayed on his knees before her, stripped of everything but the truth, waiting.

Nyomi’s chest heaved with shallow breaths, her hands trembling where they clutched her arms. She had spent years building walls, protecting herself, protecting Amara from heartbreak. And now here he was — the boy who’d once broken her, the man who might break them again — kneeling in front of her with tears on his cheeks and promises on his lips.

Her instinct screamed to run. To slam the door and never let him in.

But Amara giggled, reaching again toward Ricky, her little hands opening and closing as if she knew.

Nyomi’s eyes fell to her daughter, the tiny miracle who had carried her through every lonely night. She looked back at Ricky, saw the trembling in his hands, the way his gaze clung to Amara like she was the sun itself.

Her throat tightened. Slowly, painfully, she bent down, slipping her hands under Amara’s arms. The toddler squealed happily, legs kicking in excitement, as Nyomi lifted her up.

For a moment, she held her close, pressing her lips against her daughter’s curls, breathing in courage. Then, with tears slipping hot down her cheeks, she turned and held Amara out toward Ricky.

Ricky froze, eyes wide, as though afraid to believe it. His lips parted in a soundless gasp. “Are you… sure?” His voice shook.

Nyomi gave the smallest nod, her face raw, vulnerable. “Don’t make me regret this.”

That was all it took. Ricky reached out, and the moment his arms closed around Amara, the world tilted.

The little girl nestled easily into his chest, laying her head against his shoulder as though it were the most natural place in the world. Ricky’s knees buckled, and he sank to the floor, holding her as if she were spun glass. His tears fell freely now, wetting her soft curls.

“Hi, sweetheart,” he whispered, his voice breaking into a thousand pieces. “I’m… I’m your dad.” He let out a shaky laugh, pressing his cheek against hers. “I’m so sorry it took me this long.”

Amara babbled in response, her small hand patting against his jaw. “Dada,” she cooed, as if confirming what she’d known all along.

Nyomi pressed a trembling hand to her lips, watching the scene through a blur of tears. A deep ache tore through her — fear, relief, longing, love — all tangled in one unbearable knot.

For the first time in years, she wasn’t alone. But that terrified her even more.

She whispered, barely audible: “Please don’t leave her. Not again.”

Ricky looked up sharply, clutching Amara tighter, his eyes blazing with fierce promise. “I won’t. Not ever again.”

***

The apartment had never felt so still. No hum of the fridge, no traffic outside, no restless shifting of thoughts in Nyomi’s mind — just the sound of Amara’s soft babbles against Ricky’s shoulder and the faint hitch of his breath as he held her.

Nyomi sank slowly onto the couch, her legs weak beneath her. She watched him — watched the way his hand cupped the back of their daughter’s head, the way he breathed her in like he was memorizing her, the way his tears refused to stop.

She had imagined this moment a hundred different ways. In some, Ricky raged at her for keeping the secret. In others, he turned away, unwilling to accept responsibility. But never — never had she pictured him like this, undone, reverent, as if he’d just been handed the universe.

Finally, Ricky sat down beside her, Amara curled comfortably in his lap. He stroked her curls gently, eyes never leaving her. “What’s her name?” His voice was hushed, awed.

“Amara,” Nyomi whispered.

He smiled, tasting it like a prayer. “Amara.” His thumb brushed over her tiny hand as it gripped his finger. “She’s… perfect.”

Nyomi swallowed hard, looking away. “She’s stubborn. Independent. Won’t take no for an answer.” A small, tired smile tugged at her lips. “Wonder where she gets that from.”

Ricky let out a watery laugh, shaking his head. “Guess the apple doesn’t fall far.”

Silence settled between them again, but softer this time. Not the sharp silence of secrets and fear — but the fragile quiet of people relearning each other.

Ricky glanced at Nyomi, his expression open, raw. “What’s her favorite food? Her first word? Does she… does she like music?”

Nyomi’s chest tightened at the earnest flood of questions. She forced herself to meet his gaze. “She loves applesauce. Her first word was ‘mama.’ And…” she hesitated, then admitted, “Yes. She loves music. I play your songs for her sometimes. She dances.”

His eyes glistened, lips parting in disbelief. “You let her listen to me?”

A small shrug. “She should know who you are. Even if you weren’t here.”

Ricky blinked rapidly, holding Amara a little closer. “Thank you. For that. For everything.” His voice dropped lower. “I don’t deserve either of you. But I want to try.”

For the first time in years, Nyomi let herself exhale without bracing for disappointment. She watched Ricky lean down, pressing a trembling kiss to Amara’s head, and something inside her — something she’d buried deep — stirred.

It wasn’t forgiveness. Not yet. But it was a crack in the armor.

And for now, that was enough.

***

The afternoon sunlight spilled through the apartment windows, casting golden light over the small, cozy space. Amara giggled as Ricky spun her in his arms, her tiny legs kicking in delight.

Nyomi watched quietly from the couch, a soft smile tugging at her lips. For so many years, she had been alone — a girl abandoned by circumstance and fate, carrying a secret she feared could never be shared. And now, here was Ricky, kneeling on the carpet, holding the child they had created together, tears streaking down his face as he laughed at the sound of her joy.

Her heart ached — not with sorrow, but with relief. He was here. He hadn’t walked away. He hadn’t run from responsibility. He had returned.

Amara’s small hand reached out toward Nyomi, then back toward Ricky. “Mama… dada…” she mumbled, her words unpolished but full of meaning.

Nyomi felt a lump rise in her throat. She stepped forward, placing a gentle hand on Ricky’s shoulder. “I don’t know if we know how to do this perfectly,” she whispered.

Ricky looked up at her, his eyes shining, and shook his head. “We don’t. But we’ll learn. Together.”

Nyomi studied him, saw the boy she had loved, the man he had become, and the father he was already becoming. She let herself hope, let herself trust, and let herself fall, slowly, gently, back into the arms of the man who had never truly left her heart.

Amara squealed and clapped her hands as Ricky lifted her high, spinning in a gentle circle. Nyomi laughed, the sound catching in her throat with sheer joy. It was a sound she hadn’t let herself hear in years — the sound of a life rebuilt, of love reclaimed, of a family found.

Ricky set Amara down in the playpen and finally stood, closing the distance between him and Nyomi. Their eyes locked, full of unspoken promises. He reached out, brushing a stray curl from her face. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said softly, firmly.

Nyomi’s hand found his, intertwining their fingers, a gentle squeeze affirming the trust they were building. “Neither am I,” she replied.

Outside, the world kept moving — fans screaming, cameras flashing, obligations waiting. But inside the apartment, for the first time in a long time, the past didn’t matter, and the future was theirs to shape.

And as the three of them sat together, Amara nestled between them, laughter spilling into the sunlight, Nyomi realized that perfect didn’t mean flawless. Perfect meant this — messy, complicated, heartbreaking at times — but theirs.

It was real.

It was love.

It was home.

And at last, for the first time in years, Nyomi felt truly safe in the knowledge that she, her daughter, and Ricky were finally together.

The past had hurt them. The years had tested them. But now, at last, they were whole.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 102: Garfield Pantach Kankham

Summary:

Here’s another Garfield one. Enjoy!!!

Chapter Text

Lucy Scarlet had always lived in a world of strict rules and high expectations. As the only daughter of Leo Scarlet, a powerful and influential politician, she was raised under constant scrutiny, shielded from the dangers that lurked beyond their high-security mansion. But despite the wealth, the status, and the seemingly perfect life, Lucy felt trapped—until Garfield Kankham walked into her world.

Garfield was a man of few words. Trained, disciplined, and fiercely loyal. He had been assigned to protect her from the threats her father’s position had brought upon their family. He was tall, intimidating, and had an air of mystery that intrigued Lucy from the very beginning. At first, he was nothing more than her bodyguard, a shadow that followed her wherever she went. But as the days turned to weeks and the weeks to months, Lucy found herself drawn to him—not just because of his unwavering dedication but because of the quiet kindness he tried so hard to hide.

She fell in love.

But Garfield? He kept his distance. He never let his emotions interfere with his job. Or at least, that’s what told himself.

But just protecting Lucy was proving to be the hardest mission of his life.

***

The first time someone tried to kill Lucy, it happened so fast she barely had time to react.

She had been walking through the city market, ignoring Garfield’s usual insistence that they should leave after ten minutes. She had a stubborn streak, and he had learned to deal with it—though not without frustration.

But then, a shadow moved in the crowd. A man in a hoodie reached into his coat, eyes locked onto her.

Garfield was faster.

In a blur, he grabbed Lucy’s wrist, pulling her behind him just as the gun was raised. A single shot fired, barely missing them as he tackled her to the ground. The next second, he was up, gun drawn, returning fire. The market exploded into chaos—people screaming, running, hiding. The shooter disappeared into the crowd, and Garfield cursed under his breath, scanning the area for more threats.

“Are you hurt?” His voice was sharp, but when his eyes met hers, there was something else—something raw.

Lucy shook her head, but her hands were shaking. She had never seen him like this before. The usual calm in his face was gone, replaced by something almost… desperate.

“We’re leaving,” he ordered, pulling her to her feet and pressing her close as he led her out of the chaos.

That night, as he stood guard outside her bedroom, he clenched his fists.

He had almost lost her.

And he had felt something he wasn’t supposed to feel.

***

Lucy was attacked again two weeks later.

Lucy had insisted on going to a charity gala despite Garfield’s concerns. It was a high-profile event, which meant high risk, but she was adamant.

“You can’t keep me locked away forever,” she had argued, her eyes challenging him.

And that was the problem. He wanted to keep her safe, but every moment he spent with her, his resolve was breaking. She wasn’t just a mission anymore.

The attack happened on the drive back.

A black SUV appeared in the rearview mirror, speeding toward them. Garfield recognized the danger instantly.

“Faster,” he barked to the driver.

The SUV accelerated. A second vehicle cut them off from the front.

“Down!” Garfield ordered, pushing Lucy onto the seat just as bullets shattered the windows. He pulled out his gun, returning fire while shielding her with his body.

The driver swerved, barely avoiding a crash. Garfield’s heart pounded, adrenaline surging through him. He had been in countless life-threatening situations before—but this was different.

This was Lucy.

“Stay with me,” he whispered, voice tight, his grip on her firm.

She wasn’t crying. She wasn’t screaming. She was staring at him with something he couldn’t ignore—something that shook his control to its core.

She trusted him.

After the attack, Garfield barely left Lucy’s side. He knew he was crossing a line, but he didn’t care anymore.

“You don’t have to protect me every second of the day,” she teased one evening as he stood by the door of her room.

“That’s my job,” he said, but there was an edge to his voice, “Your father made it clear. My job is to protect you.”

His words stung, but Lucy was never one to back down from what she wanted. 

She stepped closer, forcing him to look at her.

“Is it just a job?”

Garfield inhaled sharply. He had fought terrorists, taken bullets, survived wars. But this—this moment—was the most dangerous thing he had ever faced.

“Lucy…” His voice was strained.

“Tell me you don’t feel it.”

He should have lied. He should have walked away. But he couldn’t.

Instead, he did something reckless. Something that changed everything.

He kissed her.

For one perfect, dangerous second, he let himself feel everything. The warmth of her lips, the way her hands clung to his jacket, the way his heart pounded not from fear—but from her.

Then he pulled away, breathing hard.

“This can’t happen,” he whispered. “Your father—”

“I don’t care,” she shot back. “You do. That’s the problem.”

And she was right.

Garfield was strong. But he wasn’t strong enough to fight this.

Not anymore.

All of this was seen by Leo Scarlet.

And he wasn’t pleased.

“I didn’t hire you to fall in love with my daughter,” he told Garfield, his tone like ice.

Garfield stood rigid, every muscle tense. “With all due respect, sir, I didn’t plan on it.”

“But you did.”

Leo exhaled, shaking his head. “I’m sending you away.”

Garfield expected it. But what he didn’t expect was how much it would hurt.

But before he could process the weight of those words, Lucy’s voice cut through the air like a blade.

“No.”

Leo turned, surprised by the fury burning in her eyes. Lucy had argued with him before, pushed boundaries, but this—this was different.

“You don’t get to do this,” she said, her voice shaking, not from fear, but from sheer rage. “You don’t get to decide who I love.”

“Lucy—”

“No!” she shouted, stepping between him and Garfield like a shield. “You’re always trying to control my life, always telling me what’s best for me. But did you ever stop to think that maybe I know what’s best for myself?”

Leo’s jaw tightened. “I’m protecting you.”

Lucy let out a sharp laugh, one filled with bitterness. “No, you’re controlling me. You’ve been doing it my whole life—who I talk to, where I go, who I can and can’t be around. But this? Sending him away? This isn’t about protection. This is about you not wanting to admit that you can’t control my heart.”

“Lucy, you don’t understand—”

“No, you don’t understand!” she snapped. “I love him, Dad. And he loves me too, no matter how much he’s tried to fight it because of you.”

Garfield looked away, his hands clenched at his sides. He wanted to speak, to fight alongside her, but this was between Lucy and her father.

Leo sighed, rubbing his temples. “You’re too young to know what real love is.”

Lucy’s eyes darkened. “Don’t patronize me.”

“I’m doing this for your own good, Lucy. You’ll see that in time.”

Tears of frustration burned in her eyes. “You keep saying that, but all you’re doing is taking away the one thing that makes me happy. You’re ruining me, Dad.”

Leo flinched. It was the first crack in his armor.

But he didn’t take back his decision.

Garfield was ordered to leave.

Lucy screamed. She begged. She even threatened to leave with him, but Garfield—his heart breaking—turned to her and shook his head.

“I can’t let you do that,” he whispered.

And then, he was gone.

Lucy stood frozen in place, breath shallow, her entire world shattering around her.

She turned to her father, eyes filled with something he never wanted to see.

Hatred.

“You just lost me,” she said, her voice empty, broken. “You don’t even realize it yet. But you will.”

Leo thought he was doing what was best for her.

But soon, he would regret it.

***

When he left, Lucy tried to pretend she was fine. She went to the events her father arranged, smiled when expected, and played the role of the politician’s perfect daughter.

But something was missing.

She stopped arguing with her father. The fire in her voice was gone.

She no longer teased the staff, no longer tried to push Daniel—the new bodyguard—past his professional limits like she had done with Garfield. Instead, she obeyed without question, moving through life like a ghost.

Daniel noticed.

“Miss Scarlet,” he said one evening as he escorted her home from an event. “Are you feeling alright?”

She glanced at him, surprised by the question. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

But even as she said it, she realized how hollow her voice sounded. This was only the beginning for her.

She stopped going out unless she had to. She spent most of her time in her room, staring out the window at nothing in particular. The things she once loved—painting, reading, sneaking out just to annoy Garfield—no longer interested her.

One evening, she sat at the grand piano in the living room. She used to play for hours, filling the house with music. But now, as her fingers hovered over the keys, she couldn’t bring herself to press down.

Her hands dropped to her lap. She sighed and walked away.

Her father saw.

And for the first time, Leo Scarlet—one of the most powerful men in the country—felt utterly powerless.

****

It was raining the night she finally admitted it to herself.

She stood outside on the balcony, letting the cold droplets soak through her dress. The night air was freezing, but she didn’t move. She just stood there, staring at the city lights, feeling… nothing.

She had thought she could endure this. That she could move on. But she couldn’t.

Because how could she move on from the one person who made her feel truly alive?

Her father found her there, arms wrapped around herself, her shoulders trembling—not from the cold, but from everything she had been holding in.

“Lucy,” he said, his voice softer than she had ever heard it.

She turned to him, her eyes filled with something that struck him to his core.

“Was I wrong?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “To love him?”

Leo didn’t answer right away. He had spent his life making decisions that affected thousands of people, but this—this was different.

This was his daughter.

And he had taken away the one thing that made her happy.That night, Leo Scarlet made a choice.

He had spent years protecting his daughter from external threats, from political enemies and hidden dangers. But he had never considered that the biggest harm could come from himself.

So he did what he never thought he would do.

He swallowed his pride.

And he went to find Garfield.

When he did, he saw the same brokenness in the young man’s eyes—the same pain, the same longing.

“My daughter has lost her shine,” Leo admitted, his voice heavy with regret. “She isn’t who she was anymore. I thought keeping you away would protect her, but I was wrong. She doesn’t need a bodyguard. She needs you.”

Garfield stared at him, jaw clenched, hands in fists. He had spent weeks trying to convince himself that leaving was the right thing. That she would be better off without him.

But hearing those words—knowing that Lucy was suffering—shattered every wall he had built.

Leo exhaled. “I’m not asking you to come back as her bodyguard. I’m asking you to come back as the man she loves.”

It was all Garfield needed to hear.

***

Lucy sat in the garden, her fingers tracing absent patterns on the armrest of the bench. The scent of blooming jasmine filled the air, but she barely noticed. She hadn’t noticed much of anything since he left.

She was lost in a world of memories—his steady presence beside her, the way he always stood just close enough to protect her but never enough to touch, the rare moments when his eyes softened despite himself.

Then—

Footsteps.

She didn’t turn. She didn’t care. It was probably just another guard, another person hired to watch over her but never truly see her.

But then—

“Lucy.”

The deep, familiar voice wrapped around her like a forgotten melody, one she had played in her mind a thousand times but never thought she’d hear again.

Her breath hitched.

She turned so fast that the world blurred. And there he was.

Garfield.

The sight of him stole the air from her lungs. He looked the same, yet different. The same strong, broad frame, the same dark eyes that had once held so much restraint. But now, there was something else.

Something unguarded.

For a moment, she thought it was another cruel trick of her mind, that she had finally lost herself to the daydreams she had been trapped in since he left.

But then he stepped forward.

And the way he looked at her—like she was the most precious thing in the world, like he had been searching for her even when she was right in front of him—made her whole body tremble.

Her lips parted, but only a whisper escaped.

“You came back.”

Her voice cracked, tears forming before she could stop them.

Garfield’s throat worked as he swallowed hard. He had been trained to resist pain, to endure anything. But seeing her like this—so heartbreakingly vulnerable—nearly destroyed him.

“I never wanted to leave,” he admitted, voice rough with emotion. “And I won’t leave again.”

Lucy inhaled sharply. The weight of everything—of days spent missing him, of nights spent wishing he had fought for her, of the unbearable ache of his absence—came crashing down on her.

Then she moved.

She closed the distance between them, gripping his jacket as if letting go would make him disappear. And Garfield—who had spent so long holding himself back—finally gave in.

He wrapped his arms around her, crushing her against him, breathing her in like she was the only thing keeping him alive.

Her fingers clung to him, nails digging into the fabric, needing proof that this wasn’t just another dream.

“Don’t ever leave me again,” she whispered against his chest.

“Never,” he vowed, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

And in that moment, the numbness, the emptiness—it all disappeared.

For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt whole again.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 103: Jongho

Summary:

Here’s a Jongho one. Enjoy!!

Chapter Text

Zoey had worked at the café for nearly two years, and in all that time, her boss, Mr. Davenport, had never been anything but harsh. He was always finding ways to criticize her work, no matter how hard she tried to keep up with the overwhelming orders, the never-ending supply of dishes, and the endless stream of customers. Today, however, felt worse than usual. He had been on her case all morning, scrutinizing every tiny detail of her work, making snide remarks when things weren’t perfect.

Her anxiety only worsened when she heard that a special guest would be coming in for a meeting with Mr. Davenport—someone very important. She wasn’t sure who this guest was, but she could tell from the tense atmosphere in the café that it wasn’t just anyone.

Zoey was wiping down the counter when the door jingled, signaling the arrival of the guest. Her stomach lurched when she saw him—Jongho. He was dressed in a sharp, dark suit, his face expressionless but radiating a calm, intimidating presence that immediately set him apart from the regular patrons. Zoey caught a glimpse of Mr. Davenport straightening up and adjusting his tie before quickly walking toward Jongho, clearly eager to make a good impression.

Zoey, trying to keep her composure, prepared a fresh coffee as instructed. She could barely keep her hands from shaking as she carefully poured the steaming liquid into a cup, trying to keep her nerves at bay. She had no idea why, but the way Jongho carried himself made her uneasy. It wasn’t just the way he looked—there was something about his aura that screamed danger. But she couldn’t focus on that now. The last thing she needed was to screw up in front of a guest.

As she walked toward Jongho with the coffee in hand, her heart raced. She stepped forward and, just as she was about to hand him the cup, disaster struck. Her foot caught on the edge of the rug beneath the counter, and before she could steady herself, the coffee sloshed over the side of the cup, spilling all over his pristine suit.

Zoey froze, mortified. The silence that followed was deafening. She could hear Mr. Davenport’s angry gasp from across the room, and her stomach twisted in knots. She could already feel the judgment in the air.

“I—I’m so sorry!” Zoey stammered, her face burning with embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Mr. Davenport stormed over, his face red with fury. “You idiot!” he snapped, his voice rising. “You’ve ruined everything! This is the kind of mistake I get from an amateur, not from someone who’s supposed to be a professional!”

Zoey instinctively shrank back, her eyes welling up with tears. She could already feel the sting of humiliation, knowing what was coming next. Mr. Davenport’s anger seemed to escalate, and Zoey could see the slap forming on his lips. He was going to hit her—she could feel it in the air.

Just as Mr. Davenport raised his hand, Jongho’s voice cut through the tension. “That’s enough.”

Jongho POV 

The moment I stepped into the café, I could feel the shift in the atmosphere. The tension was almost suffocating, hanging in the air like a thick fog. My eyes scanned the room as I adjusted the cuff of my suit, already unimpressed by the establishment. The only reason I was here was to discuss business, but something—someone—caught my attention before anything else.

Her.

The girl from that night years ago.

She looked different from how I remembered her that night, yet the same in a way. Still delicate, yet with a quiet strength about her. I had only seen her once before—when she had unknowingly saved me from men who would’ve ended me without hesitation.

But she doesn't seem to recognize me now.

Instead, she was focused on carefully preparing a cup of coffee, her fingers trembling slightly as she placed it on a tray. I watched as she took slow, measured steps toward me, and in that instant, I could already see it happening—her foot catching on the rug, the way her balance shifted, the inevitability of the spill before it even reached me.

Hot liquid soaked into my suit, the warmth barely registering against my skin, but her reaction was instant.

“I—I’m so sorry!” Her voice was small, filled with panic, as she fumbled to fix her mistake.

Before I could speak, another voice cut in—sharp, cruel.

“You idiot! You’ve ruined everything! This is the kind of mistake I get from an amateur, not from someone who’s supposed to be a professional!”

The manager stormed toward her, his face twisted in rage. I remained still, watching. Studying. Zoey shrank back as if bracing herself for what was to come.

His hand lifted.

I caught it before it could land.

“That’s enough.” My voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable edge to it.

The entire café fell silent. Mr. Davenport turned toward me, shock flashing across his face. He tried to jerk his hand away, but I held firm, tightening my grip just enough for him to feel the weight of his mistake.

“You’re not going to hit her,” I said, my voice lowering. “Not here, not now.”

Zoey’s wide eyes flicked between us, her body still tense, but there was something else there now—confusion.

Davenport scoffed, yanking his arm back. “She’s careless! She—”

“She made a mistake,” I cut in, my tone final. “But if this is how you handle mistakes, then I see why your employees work with their shoulders hunched.”

He swallowed hard but said nothing. He knew better.

With a final glare, he turned and walked away, muttering under his breath.

Zoey exhaled shakily, as if she had been holding her breath the entire time. When she finally looked at me, I saw gratitude flicker behind her guarded expression.

“I’m really sorry about the coffee,” she murmured. “I didn’t mean to ruin your suit.”

I allowed the smallest smile. “Don’t worry about it. It’s just a suit.”

She blinked, still clearly thrown off by my interference.

I leaned in slightly. “Besides, it’s only right I help you since you’ve helped me before.”

Confusion flashed across her face. “What do you mean?”

I looked at her, searching for any sign of recognition. But it was clear—she didn’t remember.

I leaned back, my expression darkening slightly. “A few years ago, I was in trouble. Bad trouble. You helped me escape.”

Her breath hitched, her fingers tightening around the tray she still clutched. “I—I don’t understand.”

I exhaled slowly, the memory hitting me like a storm.

Flashback

The night was suffocating. Rain pelted the pavement, washing away the streaks of blood on my skin as I ran. My breath was ragged, my side burning from the knife wound I had barely avoided taking to the gut.

I had been outnumbered—ambushed.

They had been waiting for me.

I turned into a narrow alley, my only option, but I knew it was a dead end. Footsteps pounded behind me, my pursuers closing in fast. My mind raced, calculating every possible way out, but I was running out of time.

And then—

She appeared.

A girl, no older than twenty, dressed in a hoodie too big for her frame, carrying a grocery bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other. She had stopped in her tracks when she saw me, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and something else—determination.

“Hey, are you okay?” she had asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I didn’t have time to answer. The men turned the corner, their weapons glinting under the flickering streetlight. My body tensed, ready to fight, knowing I wouldn’t make it out unscathed.

But before I could move, she did.

Without hesitation, she threw her grocery bag at the nearest man, the contents—cans, a bottle of milk—spilling across the pavement. The distraction was enough. She grabbed my wrist, pulling me past her and toward the side of a dumpster.

“Get in,” she hissed.

“What?”

“Hide!”

There was no time to argue. The moment I ducked behind the dumpster, she turned, stepping right into the path of the men chasing me.

“You seen someone run through here?” one of them growled.

She hesitated, just for a second. Then she pointed in the opposite direction. “Yeah. He ran that way.”

They cursed under their breath before taking off.

She had saved me. Without knowing who I was. Without asking why.

I had stayed hidden for another few minutes, just to be safe, before stepping out. She was still there, standing under the dim streetlight, shivering slightly from the cold. When she saw me, she let out a breath of relief.

“You’re lucky,” she muttered. “They looked like they wanted to kill you.”

I had studied her then, this strange girl who had thrown herself into danger without a second thought. “Why did you help me?”

She shrugged. “Because you looked like you needed it.”

And then, just like that, she turned and walked away.

I never even got her name.

Present

Zoey’s lips parted slightly, her brows furrowed as she processed what I had just told her.

“I—I saved you?” she whispered.

I nodded. “You didn’t hesitate. You put yourself between me and men who would have ended me without a second thought. And you never even knew who I was.”

She swallowed hard. “I don’t remember.”

“That’s alright.” I gave her a small smirk. “I do.”

***

Zoey might not have remembered saving me that night, but I did. And I wasn’t the kind of man to ignore a debt—especially one that involved my life. But it wasn’t just about repaying her anymore.

I had been watching her since the moment I stepped into that café, not because I was suspicious, but because something about her intrigued me. She wasn’t like the people I usually dealt with—ruthless, cunning, and out for their own gain. Zoey was different. She was selfless, the kind of person who helped a stranger without expecting anything in return. That kind of person was rare in my world. And I wanted her to be mine.

She just didn’t know it yet.

I started coming to the café more often, always finding some excuse to be there. Business meetings. A sudden craving for coffee. Even just passing by. At first, she was wary of my presence, eyes flickering with uncertainty whenever I entered.

“Are you following me?” she asked one afternoon, arms crossed as she stared at me from behind the counter.

I smirked. “I like the coffee here.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Liar.”

Maybe she was sharper than I gave her credit for. But I didn’t push. Instead, I lingered at the edges of her world, waiting for her to come to me. And slowly, she did.

She began to soften, greeting me with less suspicion and more curiosity. She didn’t flinch when I made conversation, didn’t tense up when I casually asked how her day had been. It was subtle, but I could see the shift—the walls she had built around herself beginning to crack, letting me slip through.

But Zoey was stubborn. She was used to being independent, relying on no one but herself. I saw it in the way she tried to do everything alone—handling rude customers, lifting heavy boxes, staying late to clean up after everyone had left. It frustrated me.

One night, I walked her home after a late shift. She had insisted she didn’t need an escort, but I wasn’t taking no for an answer. As we reached her apartment door, she turned to me, arms folded.

“I don’t get it,” she said, studying me. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

I stepped closer, letting the space between us shrink. “Because I want to.”

Her brows furrowed. “You don’t even know me.”

“I know enough,” I murmured. “I know you work too hard for too little. I know you help people without thinking twice, even if it puts you at risk. I know that when you’re upset, you bite the inside of your cheek, and when you’re focused, you hum under your breath.”

Her lips parted slightly, but she said nothing.

“I know I want to know more,” I added, voice softer now. “If you’ll let me.”

Zoey swallowed hard, her eyes flickering with uncertainty, but she didn’t pull away. And that was enough.

She didn’t say yes right away. But she also didn’t say no. Instead, she let me in—bit by bit. She started sitting with me during her breaks, telling me about her life, her dreams, her frustrations. She laughed more, teased me when I came in wearing yet another suit, called me out when I avoided certain questions about my business.

“You’re not exactly subtle, you know,” she said one evening, stirring her tea with a smirk.

I arched a brow. “About what?”

“About the fact that you’re clearly not just some businessman.”

I chuckled. “What gave it away?”

“The expensive suits? The way people practically flinch when you walk by? Or maybe the fact that I overheard someone call you ‘Boss’ the other day?”

I leaned forward, resting my forearms on the table. “And does that scare you?”

Zoey hesitated for a moment before shaking her head. “No.”

That was the moment I knew I had her.

***

One rainy evening, as we walked through the city, I finally decided to push past the last barrier between us.

“Zoey.”

She looked up at me, water droplets clinging to her lashes. “Yeah?”

“I don’t want to be just your customer.”

She stopped walking, eyes searching mine. “What are you saying?”

I exhaled, running a hand through my damp hair. “I want you. And I don’t mean just as some girl I see at a café. I want you in my life, for real.”

Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she looked conflicted. “Jongho… your world, it’s—”

“Dangerous?” I finished for her. “Yeah. But I would never let it touch you.”

She hesitated, biting her lip. “I don’t know…”

I reached out, tucking a strand of wet hair behind her ear. “You don’t have to decide now. But I need you to know that I’m not walking away.”

She stared at me, the rain falling between us, and then—she stepped closer.

“I don’t want you to walk away,” she admitted softly.

And just like that, I knew she was mine.

***

Zoey wasn’t ready to make things public, and I respected that. She had spent too long keeping to herself, building a life that didn’t rely on anyone. So we took things slow—late-night talks, stolen moments in quiet corners, her sneaking me extra sugar in my coffee when she thought no one was looking.

No one at the café knew. No one in my world did either.

It was ours.

And for the first time in a long time, I had something that felt real.

Something worth protecting.

Someone worth everything.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 104: Choi San

Summary:

Here’s a San one. Enjoy!!

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Amara had always been the kind of girl who kept her circle small—by choice. Her energy was sacred, and trust didn’t come easy. Still, she’d known Nia and Maya since middle school, bonded through shared experiences, late-night kdrama binges, and complaining about being Black and Korean in spaces that didn’t always know what to do with them.

They were more like sisters than friends.

Or so she thought.

When she met San, everything shifted.

It was the most random kind of perfect—an accident on a Saturday afternoon when she ducked into a quiet little gallery to escape the heat. He was standing alone, mask pulled halfway down, admiring a painting she found ugly. She said so out loud, not knowing he’d heard her.

He turned, smirked, and said, “Then maybe the artist failed or maybe… you’re just not seeing it yet.”

That was how it started. A conversation that led to coffee. Coffee that led to dinner. Dinner that turned into stolen weekends, shared playlists, and secret kisses in the quiet corners of Seoul.

When he told her who he really was—Choi San, from Ateez—she laughed. She didn’t recognize him right away. But when she googled him later, heart pounding, everything clicked. It didn’t scare her off. If anything, it made her want to protect what they had even more.

So she kept it quiet. Just for them.

Until she couldn’t anymore.

The night she told Nia and Maya, she was glowing. They’d been lounging on her couch, eating tteokbokki, and watching a Kdrama when Amara blurted it out.

“I’m dating someone.”

They gasped.

“Who?” Nia asked.

She hesitated. “San. From Ateez.”

The silence was so loud, she heard her own heartbeat.

Then came the laughter.

“Girl, you’re lying.”

“No way.”

“Stop playing.”

“I’m serious!”

She pulled up her phone, showed them photos—some selfies, others candid shots he took of her when she wasn’t looking. There was even a video of him laughing while she tried to teach him a TikTok dance.

“That’s AI. You edited these.”

“Y’all seriously think I edited a whole video?”

“Yes.” Maya stared at her deadpan. “Or paid someone to pretend. I’m sorry, but this is… wild.”

That moment planted the first seed of bitterness.

It didn’t get better. Weeks passed. Every time she brought him up, they rolled their eyes, smirked, whispered things behind her back she was just starting to hear. And it hurt.

“I don’t get it,” she vented to San one night. “I thought they were my friends. I thought they’d be happy for me.”

San ran his thumb gently over the back of her hand. “They probably feel insecure. Or jealous.”

“It’s not my fault my life doesn’t suck for once,” she muttered, tears stinging. “I never rub it in their faces. I wanted them to know because I was proud. Because you’re amazing. And they act like I’m delusional.”

He kissed her knuckles and said nothing more, but he didn’t forget.

That Thursday, she was exhausted. Her shift at the café was long, her feet were sore, and her heart was heavier than usual after another heated call with Nia. She’d stepped outside during break, phone pressed to her ear, voice rising.

“You don’t have to believe me,” she snapped. “But I don’t deserve to be treated like I’m lying to you every time I open my mouth. At some point, it’s not even about the relationship—it’s about how little faith you have in me.”

She ended the call before Nia could answer, blinking back angry tears.

That’s when she heard the soft click of car doors behind her.

Turning around, she froze.

San was there.

Hair fluffy, smile boyish, bouquet of pale pink and white roses in his arms. He looked like he walked out of a drama. She hadn’t even known he was back from Japan.

“Hey,” he said, stepping closer. “I figured today was the day.”

“What are you doing here?” she whispered, stunned.

“I missed you. And… I overheard you on the phone. I thought maybe it was time I introduced myself properly.”

She didn’t know what to say. So she just threw her arms around him and held on.

A few seconds later, the café door swung open. Maya walked out, heading for her car.

She stopped dead in her tracks.

San looked up, recognizing the girl from photos.

“Oh, hey. You must be Maya.”

Maya’s jaw unhinged.

“Is that—? Are you—?”

Amara turned slowly, eyebrow raised. “Still think I’m photoshopping?”

Maya gaped like a fish, speechless.

San leaned down and whispered, “Was that mean?”

Amara shrugged. “A little. But I’m tired of being nice.”

He grinned and handed her the flowers. “Good. You deserve people who believe in you.”

And as they walked away—her hand in his, chin held high—Amara finally felt like she was done shrinking herself to fit anyone’s expectations.

Because when love is real, it doesn’t need proof. But sometimes, a surprise visit with roses does the trick.