Exhaustion

Exhaustion

Requested: [yes]

Prompt: “You won’t take care of yourself so I will” + “Stop worrying about you? Stop worrying about you?! I can barely stop thinking of you!” [with ATEEZ Seonghwa]

Prompt List: [100 followers event]

Warnings: angst. fluffy ending. mentions of not eating food. mentions of fainting.

Pairing: idol!Seonghwa x gn!idol!reader

Word Count: 2791

A/N: Reposted because of a glitch lol

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What happens when you faint backstage after an exhausting year

You stumbled as you walked down the steps after your collaboration stage with The Boyz’s Sunwoo. Your manager’s arm around your waist broke your fall, and soon you found yourself being carried to your group’s dressing room. You tried to catch your breath, gasping air as you tried to stop the ringing in your ears. You should have listened to your body and acted upon the warning signs. But you had ignored it all, overestimating yourself. It wasn’t your fault, though; you had been swamped with schedules in 2022: two comebacks, two world tours, performing at music shows around the world, filming a drama, and releasing your solo album. It seemed that all of it was catching up to you now.

You had just arrived from LA after your last concert and, after a dress change, arrived straight at the awards ceremony. You felt a pang of irritation, wondering why your body couldn’t have held on for a bit longer. Today’s show was the last award show you were supposed to attend before you’d finally get a break from everything. You just hoped you’d last through the two performances you were supposed to do with your group and that fans wouldn’t notice anything amiss. Or at least they’d chalk it up to exhaustion and be lenient. The haze had been terrifying. You’d never felt this way, the feeling of your body not responding to you. You’d heard of it from your friends in the industry, but you were always careful not to reach the point of breakdown. Alas, here you were. The sad part was that you only had ten minutes to change into your performance outfit, fix your makeup, and catch your breath before going back up on stage.

When the haze cleared from your head, you saw your members, Hyunmi and Mina, along with two of your managers and your group’s paramedic looking at you with worry. You noticed that everyone was slightly further away from you except for the paramedic, who was still checking up on you.

“Will you be able to perform?” Mina asked you, grabbing an icepack and pressing it against the back of your neck. The cold helped you to get some feeling back into your aching muscles. It only got better once the paramedic started massaging your shoulders.

“I’m sorry, guys,” You whispered softly, but they heard it loud and clear. You really should have taken it a bit easy. But with your schedule packed up, you’d been getting less than four hours of sleep every day and having very light lunches. You sometimes skipped dinner altogether when you had to perform since dancing on a full stomach made you queasy. You usually ate after shows, but with you being so tired, you would crash into your bed even before you could even think of ordering dinner. The jetlag and adjusting to different time zones in such a short period didn’t help either, and you were sure at this point the last time you slept was sometime more than 24 hours ago. This wasn’t all, though, the added stress of your best friend ignoring you was probably what finally did it.

You and Seonghwa had known each other since you moved to Seoul as trainees. He had bumped into you in the subway one day. Both of you had been trying to understand the confusing network, trying to figure out which train you were supposed to board to reach your dorms. With two brains working on the puzzle, you figured it out quickly. Surprisingly, both of you were going the same way as your dorms were within a radius of 500 meters from each other. It was just a cherry on top when you realized you both were from Gyeongsang, and a friendship bloomed between both of you. You’d been good friends for six years now, with your friendship being one of the most well-known and loved idol friendships in the industry. But for some reason, Seonghwa had been ignoring you for the past week, and you had no clue why. He did not respond to your texts or calls, and when you texted Hongjoong, he told you to give him some time to figure stuff out. Then finally, when you saw him before going to perform with Sunwoo, he just turned his back on you, acting as if he hadn’t seen you. Ignoring the tears prickling your eyes, you had simply walked away with a heavy heart.

“Four minutes,” your manager’s voice rang in the dressing room, and everyone sprung to action. She then turned to you, “You sure you can perform?”

You nodded, “Yeah, I’m sure. It’s just two dances, anyways. I’ll be okay.”

“Okay then. Let’s get you into your outfit,” your manager smiled encouragingly at you. “Take it easy, though.”

You nodded, allowing the stylists to dress you up, wipe off your sweat, and touch up your makeup and hair. By the time you were ready, you were happy to note that the black spots that had been dancing in front of you had disappeared, and the lights didn’t hurt your eyes anymore. Your members were close as you walked through the hallways, knowing that you wouldn’t back out of performing even if they begged you not to. So, they stayed close by, scrutinizing your movements to make sure you would be okay.

As you stood on standby, stylists still hovered around you, making final adjustments while the paramedic stayed close. You knew there was a chance that your condition could worsen, but you hoped that you would hold out for eight more minutes since you were feeling okay. Just two dances. You could make it through the performances.

“If you feel worse at any point, I want you to go back. You hear me, Y/N eonnie?” Hyunmi put both her hands on your shoulders and gazed into your eyes seriously. As the youngest and with you being the leader, she never really used this sort of tone with you. But you knew she was worried, so you let it go with a smile and nod.

“Hyunmi is right, Y/N,” Mina quipped, resting her forehead against your shoulder. “You may be our leader, but your health is more important to us and our fans too.”

“I’m fine, I promise,” you smiled, hoping they’d believe you. You sounded convincing enough, after all. From the corner of your eye, you saw the members of ATEEZ, they had just finished their performance, and your members’ words had caught their attention. You also noticed half of the members frowning at Seonghwa while the rest looked at you in worry. Seonghwa, too was watching you intently, a frown marring his features. He looked like he wanted to say something, but at that moment, you were called on stage, so with your group chant, the three of you walked onto the stage amidst the applause and screams of your fans.

You knew the eight minutes were going to test you badly, but you didn’t realize it would be this hard. You managed to keep up with your members, going harder than usual because you knew if you stopped now, your body would shut down. You gave your all to the two dances, and when you finally bowed and leaned into Mina as you descended the stairs, you couldn’t help but mentally pat yourself on your back. But now that the adrenaline was fading, the dark spots were back with full force, and the world seemed to be spinning around you.

Hyunmi encouraged you to keep going, but you suddenly didn’t have it in you anymore. You crouched down, realizing that your body was close to shutting down. You felt hot and sticky, and the choker around your neck wasn’t helping; you were sure you were covered in cold sweat. You took deep breaths, hoping it would help clear the queasy feeling and give you enough energy to make it to your dressing room, but nothing was helping.

“Y/N,” you heard someone call you, as if from far away. You could recognize that voice anywhere, it was your best friend, and you were a bit surprised that he was there. It took all you had to lift your head up when you felt him crouch next to you, holding you carefully to stop you from falling face-first onto the floor. Through your blurry gaze, you were just barely able to see his face and his concerned expression. He turned to someone, barking out orders to get some oxygen and water for you. If you had been alright, you’d probably have been more surprised since you’d never heard him speak in such a sharp tone. You had seen him scold his members once or twice, but his tone right now was enough to give you shivers.

“Oppa?” you managed to whisper, causing him to look back at you, his expression melting into in softer one.

“Hey, stay with me, okay? Just take deep breaths. Can you can do that for me, sweetheart?” There was the Seonghwa you knew and loved, the endearing, sweet man who would look out for you even when you told him to take care of himself first. This was probably one of the few traits of his that had made you fall for him. Though, you never really said anything, not wanting to mess up your friendship. He didn’t like you that way, and even if he did, there was no way you could be with him. You were idols, after all.

You tried to nod when you realized he was still waiting for an answer from you, but having him so close was probably the last straw. You felt safe and cared for around him, which perhaps made your body finally shut down. The last thing you felt was Seonghwa’s arms shifting to accommodate you and lifting you from the ground.

Seonghwa was on edge. When he heard your members ask you to take it slow, he could see you were a bit pale. Your eyes weren’t as bright as they usually were before a performance and the way the paramedic was hovering around you caused his heart to fall. He wanted to ask you what was wrong, but by the time he could, you were on stage.

“Seonghwa?” Hongjoong nodded towards the exit, signaling him to move, but he shook his head.

“I’ll stay. Y/N didn’t look good. I don’t think I’ll be able to sit until I see her come back after performing,” his eyes were trained on the screen, watching through the camera that was following you. You looked okay, but you were putting in more effort than usual. Even though it looked really good, he could tell that you were using your last bit of energy to finish this performance. From his own experience, he knew that you’d crash after you came backstage, and he wanted to be there to help.

He knew you had been extremely busy and that he had just added to your stress because he was jealous that you and Sunwoo were going to do a special collaboration for the award show. He knew the two of you didn’t have any say in this, and he knew he was being petty. But he was just a guy in love, and everything got out of hand when someone told him that the younger idol had a massive crush on you. The two of you were the same age, so maybe Sunwoo would appeal more to you than he did, even if he was just three years older than you.

Hongjoong decided to stay with his friend, knowing that he would appreciate some support. He spotted your company’s staff also watching the performance intently, expecting the worst. They knew you could go down at any moment, and all of them were praying you could hold out until they were in a situation to help you. Everyone breathed a collective sigh of relief when the three of you bowed, and the lights went out.

Seonghwa’s heart nearly stopped beating when he saw how pale you were, you weren’t looking good, and as the adrenaline dissipated, the worse you seemed to look. He had rushed to you when you sunk to your knees and couldn’t help but watch helplessly as you finally succumbed to your body’s needs. Heart beating fast, the boy carried you to your dressing room, allowing the paramedics to take you. He watched nervously, hands trembling as he watched them do their best to revive you. He, your members, and Hongjoong stood to the side, not getting in the way as they gave you oxygen and used icepacks to cool you down.

“Shouldn’t we call an ambulance?” Seonghwa voiced out, but his heart soared when he heard your feeble protest. He stepped forward a bit, watching as your eyes fluttered before opening fully.

You allowed yourself to be helped into a sitting position, you were still dizzy, but it was much better than before. Someone had pressed an energy drink to your lips, and you took small sips, eyes not leaving Seonghwa’s figure who was walking toward you.

Everyone parted to let him through, and when he crouched down, the paramedic murmured a don’t stress her out before leaving the two of you alone in the room.

“How are you feeling?” He whispered softly. You saw his fingers twitch as if he was trying to stop himself from reaching for you.

“Fine,” you replied, tone matching his. But you could tell from the way his brows furrowed even further that he didn’t believe you at all. You sighed, “Hwa, stop worrying about me. I’m b—”

“Stop worrying about you?” Seonghwa parroted incredulously. “Stop worrying about you?! I can barely stop thinking of you!” He stopped short, eyes widening, when he realized what he had said to you. He had basically just confessed to you in the heat of the moment.

You gasped at his words, “W-what?”

He sighed, running his hands through his styled strands of hair and not meeting your eyes as he settled down on the couch next to you. “I’m sorry, I… For acting like an idiot for the past week. Ever since I heard that Sunwoo would do a collab stage with you, I couldn’t stop being jealous. I mean… he has a crush on you, and I heard he was going to make a move on you after the show today. And I just—” Seoghwa sighed, cutting himself off and looking at you with teary eyes. “I never said anything because I didn’t want to destroy our friendship. But I was scared that you’d finally slip away from me. Sunwoo is amazing, he’s younger and so much bette—”

“I’d like to stop you right there,” you brushed out the strands of hair that had fallen over his forehead, effectively shutting him up. You giggled, causing the corner of his lips to lift up as well. “We’re both big idiots, honestly. All this mess could have been avoided if we’d come clean about our feelings.”

“You mean…?”

“That I like you too? Yeah,” you remarked, grasping his warmer hand in yours.

“I’ll hold off asking you out until I can take you out on a proper date, but I think we should get you back home so I can monitor you as you rest,” Seonghwa stated with a smile.

“But…” You started but quickly shut up when he narrowed his eyes at you.

“I know you won’t take care of yourself, so I will,” he teased, earning an eye roll from you. “In all seriousness, I’m part of the reason that you almost collapsed on stage.”

You shrugged, taking his hand when he stood up. Though when you stumbled a bit, he wrapped his arms around you. Seonghwa pursed his lips and bent down a little, wrapping one arm around your knees, the other coming around your back to steady you as he carried you bridal style. A squeak of surprise burst from your lips, and you placed your arms around his shoulders.

“What are you doing?” you hissed, surprised by his sudden move. You glanced at your members, who shrugged, while Hongjoong gave you a cheeky wink, and your staff looked away respectfully.

“Let me do this, please,” he whispered, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead, which made your heart flutter pleasantly.

“Hwa—”

He shushed you softly, “What kind of a soon-to-be-boyfriend would I be if I cannot even take care of you?”

You blushed, hiding your face in the crook of his neck, when you heard Hongjoong and Mina’s laugh from behind you. This man was going to give you a heart attack one day.

Part 4: Potato. Pohtahtoh.

Someone Like You

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→ Synopsis: Wooyoung is content with where he is right now, especially considering that ATEEZ’s popularity is still growing. But when he runs into you (literally), he realises that he had been missing out on a significant part of his life.

Pairing: idol!Wooyoung x pro-gamer!reader (fem!reader)

Genre: smau, slice of life au, strangers to lovers au, meet cute, humor, fluff, slight angst

Taglist: @cookiechristie @skittlez-area512 @halesandy @kodzukein @kisaraginami @baguette-atiny @pepperony-7 @hijeongguk @bat-shark-repellant @dear-dreamie @atinytinaa @miriamxsworld @leeknowsnothing

Part 2: Manifesting A Drifteez Interaction

Someone Like You

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→ Synopsis: Wooyoung is content with where he is right now, especially considering that ATEEZ’s popularity is still growing. But when he runs into you (literally), he realises that he had been missing out on a significant part of his life.

Pairing: idol!Wooyoung x pro-gamer!reader (fem!reader)

Genre: smau, slice of life au, strangers to lovers au, meet cute, humor, fluff, slight angst

Taglist: @cookiechristie @skittlez-area512 @halesandy @kodzukein @kisaraginami @baguette-atiny @pepperony-7 @hijeongguk @bat-shark-repellant

For Eternal

Vampire Ateez x Fem Reader

Requested!

tw: poly relationship, heavy on angst, mentions of death, blood and injuries.

note: I'm still obsessed with wonderland era (unrelated i know). Also, this turned out longer than expected (3.6k+) and it's my first take on a vampire poly story. Hope you like this anon! Enjoy the read <3

You woke up noticing that you were not being pressed against two bodies that have always accompanied you every night. The bed felt extra colder without them and you wondered where they were this early. Despite living separately, they still visit your home as frequently as they can. If not all eight of them then a pair on each day.

You looked around the room as you slowly sat up and stretched your arms. Nothing seemed out of ordinary, but something definitely felt off. For the past three months or so you never woke up a single day without seeing their face first thing in the morning except today.

You made your way towards the door and heard hushed voices from outside. “We can’t just leave her like this! It’s dangerous.” “We are already dangerous to her. It’s better for her.” You stepped out and all of them turned to you in surprise.

“Why do you look so shocked? You can know when I’m awake, right?” You smiled and walked over to where they were. Of course they could know but they were distracted by a heated argument at hand.

The group had pitiful and damped looks the moment you appeared in the room. They might be less emotional than humans but the sight of your neck and wrist covered in bandages hurt them. You noticed them watching and instinctively touched the side of your bandaged neck. “I’m planning to go buy more later. It’s not bleeding that much anymore.”

The atmosphere was unusually gloomy. You wondered what they were thinking and walked closer to them when San stopped you. “I can go buy them for you. Just stay here.” He looked straight at you, holding back his sadness for what had been decided by Hongjoong earlier.

“San, we’re leaving. Don’t make this even harder.” You told him to move aside and went to the owner of the voice. “What are you talking about?” Your eyes scanned the others and they avoided your eyes with pained expressions on their faces.

“We decided to leave you for good. I don’t think we should see each other anymore.” Hongjoong responded, eyes dead as ever. You searched his eyes trying to find any hint of regret or sadness but there were none. He stood up from the edge of the sofa where he was sitting and left your house without a single word.

Your eyes instantly watered at his crude actions and watched as the others followed him silently. Seonghwa and Yunho almost wanted to touch you before leaving but they were hesitant and walked out instead. One by one they left you with no further explanation. You started to rake your brain for any past actions that may inflict this sudden decision but could not come up with anything.

When you thought everyone had left, you turned around only to see Wooyoung still there with you in the small living room. You have read somewhere that vampires don’t feel any strong emotions since they’re not actual humans anymore, unsure whether those were facts or a hoax.

But you did notice their behaviour was different than that of normal people. Reason to that was because the vampire right in front of you had furrowed brows and curled fists as if ready to fight whatever was bothering him at that moment.

You were sobbing even harder when he softly cupped your face in his cold hands, eyes fixed on one another. The only one who chose to stay longer despite getting warned earlier.

“I don’t know what is going on in his head but I promise I’ll come back for you. You remember that, okay?” He said every word loud and clear, as if trying to imprint them in your head which you did even in your sobbing state. At least he cared, you quietly thought.

Unable to come up with a reply, you simply nodded at his words. Wooyoung wanted to just stay but he knew Hongjoong won’t let this pass by easily. He couldn’t see you crying any longer and pulled you closer to him. “I love you.” With a light kiss on the forehead, he morphed into a dark mist and left you all alone.

Later that day, you had ordered food for dinner even though your appetite was long gone. Right when you opened the door to receive your meal, a plastic bag was hanging on the handle.

There was a box of bandages, you knew instantly that it was from San. A pack of sour candies and a vitamin drink. You ripped the packet and ate one of the gummies, knowing that Wooyoung was the one who bought it and imagining him telling you as he patted your head, “This will make you stop crying so much.”

A small ripped paper was on the bottle and it warmed you knowing that some of them still had the heart (even when it’s dead) to worry for you.

-Drink this and regain your energy. JH -

Two weeks passed by and all of them appeared dead and emotionless as ever. Unable to feed on human blood had made them lethargic and hungry. For the past few months, you were their only source of feeding but now that this happened, they had no choice but to find other resources.

“I’m getting more pigs’ blood. Does anyone want anything else?” Seonghwa asked the other males who were in the room. None of them uttered a word but moments later he nodded already getting their answers through telepathy.

They only use that when really upset with one another or during enemy fights which rarely happen after meeting you. There was no reason too, you were there to shower them with love and help their need for blood.

“Where is Yeosang? I haven’t seen him in awhile and he’s blocking me from telepathy.” Hongjoong asked and all they did was shrug at him, too sluggish to even speak.

Jongho answered him after seeing how he was still waiting for one. “He’s been in his room, sleeping or something. I tried calling him out once, but he refused.”

Hongjoong let out a sigh and eyed everyone in the living area. Mingi was resting his head on Yunho’s lap who looked as if he was thinking about something all by himself. Wooyoung had an annoyed face ever since he stepped into the room, sitting all by himself on a single seat sofa. San was just staring into space as Jongho sat beside him on the long sofa, doing nothing in particular.

“Are you guys still upset with me?”

“Do you even have to ask?” Wooyoung glared at him from his seat. Of course he respects the older one but the memory of when he left you all alone back then just hurt him so much and he blamed Hongjoong for it. The others had been quiet since they left you, they had mixed feelings about it all. They were getting attached to your and your presence, now it felt like a big part of them was missing.

“At the rate that we’re feeding off from her, she can die faster. Do you want that?” Hongjoong fought back the younger one who seemed a bit on edge lately after what happened.

“She agreed to it! We even made sure she got proper rest. You’re making no sense.” Wooyoung stood up and was about to leave when a loud ringing caught everyone’s attention.

The phone on the coffee table flashing an unknown number and without a second thought Wooyoung picked it up.

“I’ve got your livestock with me. If you don’t come by midnight, she’s as good as dead.” The voice through the phone threatened. You were more than just livestock which made them furious when the stranger called you that.

“Who the hell are you?”

A sinister laugh boomed throughout the speaker. The other vampires heard everything, even Yeosang was now in sight, standing at the middle of the staircase. Seonghwa was there as well, the phone call happened right when he was entering their penthouse.

“You’ll know if you come. You’ve managed to lure such a pretty face, it’ll be a waste to let her die.” Wooyoung was about to shout at him again when the next thing he heard was your voice.

“Don’t come and save me.” The eight of them froze at hearing your voice. It was firm and breathy, as if you’ve been hurt or struggled while being held hostage by whoever this person was.

“Hang on, okay? I’m going to-” “Such a sweet owner you have here, doll.” A slap was heard right after. “Don’t touch her!” Everyone was outraged at that point onwards. Yes, they may suck your blood, but hitting you was never in the picture. Hearing that action loud and clear from some stranger sparked a different level of anger in them.

“Remember. You have until midnight.”

Right when the call ended, Wooyoung was about to leave on impulse when Mingi stopped him. “You can’t just leave on your own.” Mingi turned to Hongjoong who had a darkened expression, thinking on how to deal with this matter at hand. He was in turmoil, was this caused by his actions or was it just a coincidence?

“You can stay here, MIngi. I’m going to find her.” He pulled away from Mingi and glimpsed over to Yeosang who stared back at him. He knew what Yeosang had been up to and went into telepathy mode.

‘You’ve been talking to her, haven’t you? Where is she?’

‘She’s near but I don’t know the specific location.’

His brows furrowed and Yeosang suddenly spoke out loud. “They probably took her when she went out to the convenience store. That’s when I can’t reach her anymore.” The others were confused by what he said except Wooyoung. He nodded and turned to the others, “I’m leaving.” Yunho, San and Jongho said that they’re following as well upon hearing his words.

A huge smoke appeared as four of them vanished into the air. Leaving the other four to themselves. “Are we not going?” Mingi asked, looking around. None of them said anything, they were unsure of what to do themselves.

The four who left went everywhere around the neighbourhood to search for you. There was no noise during the call so it was hard to pick up anything familiar from it. Suddenly, they heard Yeosang’s voice in their minds. ‘It’s a warehouse. She’s in some kind of box.’

At that, they turned every corner, searching for a warehouse or any building that appeared liked it. Yunho heard something from his right and made a run towards the sound. He stopped right in front of two large steel doors, tightly shut. With one strong kick, it bursts open revealing what’s waiting for them inside.

They took in the sight of you tied to a chair inside a cage at the centre of the building. San dashed towards you but abruptly stopped when you spoke. “Don’t come closer. It’s laced with silver.” His pupils trembled as he slowly took a step back. Was this a punishment for leaving you, he thought as he watched you holding on to every energy you had.

“Now that you’re here. I guess we can have some fun.” They turned to the voice who came from the shadows and knew instantly who it was. He’s a hunter who tries to capture and kill them at every chance he can get but it never succeeds.

“We’ve waited so many years and are finally able to meet again. Doll, I hope you’re ready to watch the show. See how ugly and frightening these creatures are.” He smiled at you before motioning his hand and more hunters came out to fight.

“Close your eyes as long as possible. I’ll get you out of here.” Jongho appeared in front of the cage and insisted. You unwillingly nodded knowing there was going to be a bloodbath soon.

Every now and then you hear snarls and bone cracking all around you. None of their voices were heard. You tried to listen and search where all of them were through closed eyes but it was useless.

It became too hard to ignore everything that's happening and when you flickered your eyes open, a hunter had kicked Wooyoung to the cage with his fingers wrapped around the bars stopping him from hitting it further.

He was bleeding everywhere, his palms were soaked with his own blood from holding onto the silver laced bars. He had the nerve to smile at you and mouthed, “I’ll be okay. Just wait.” He was then pulled away as you struggled to break free from the ropes. It was too painful to watch and you had no other options at hand.

If Yeosang can hear my thoughts, I should think harder. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to do whatever you can to get the others to come. You don’t even know if it works but you had to try.

‘Hwa...Joong please come right now. They won’t make it at this point. I can’t let them die like this. Please, I need you to hear me somehow.’

The minute you opened your eyes, bolts of lightning appeared out of nowhere attacking the hunters. You didn’t know what was going on anymore but was glad that something happened to help ease the situation.

A bolt was coming towards you at full speed hitting the large bars instead of you, melting the cage that trapped you. ‘It’s alright, Princess. Everything’s going to be over soon.’ Upon hearing that, you let the exhaustion consume you whole and shut your eyes.

You found yourself lying on a sofa and took in the sight around you. “Princess, are you okay?” Mingi was the first to notice you were awake. “I’m fine. Thank you for coming and helping out, Mingi.” You engulfed him in a hug and he did the same, softly patting your back.

Pulling away from him, you scanned the room and felt your heart drop. You walked to where Yunho was and watched as Yeosang bandaged his arm. “It must have hurt a lot.” You apologetically said and he ruffled your hair with his free arm. “It will get better. Don’t worry.”

The place felt very unfamiliar to you, with the tall glass windows and marble floorings around. Your eyes went up to the staircase, both Seonghwa and Hongjoong stepped down to where you were. “Where are the others?” You asked worriedly.

“I made them rest in their rooms. You know how they always want to stick by you.” Seonghwa explained and sat next to you on the carpeted floor. Hongjoong didn’t say a word and sat with the others. “You’re not hurt anywhere else right, love?”

You shook your head and replied, “My cheek kind of stung from the slap but that’s about it.” All eyes turned to you with pained expressions. Seonghwa carefully cupped your face, inspecting every part.

His thumb stroked over your cheeks and the moment you winced, he softly placed his lips on your cheek for a brief moment before pulling away. The moment you had with Seonghwa was cut short when Hongjoong called your name.

“Do you still want to be with us after what happened?”

“Only if you want me too. I can’t force you.”

‘It’s my fault that all of this happened. I shouldn’t have made all of us leave you back then.’ The others went about themselves leaving you to talk with Hongjoong through your minds. ‘I was scared that you would die after letting us drink your blood on a regular basis.’ You watched his serious expression as he intently stared at you from afar.

‘I know from the start what I’m getting myself into, Joong. I had no regrets.’ That made him think for a brief moment before talking back as usual. “But, you won’t live as long as us unless you turn. Are you willing to do that?” He questioned.

“I would. Even if my family found out, they have no say in this. It’s my choice, my life after all.” You convinced him and noticed how his fingers curled into fists. Did I say something wrong? You thought to yourself.

“He actually wants to hug you right now but he’s still upset with himself.” Mingi voiced all of a sudden earning death glares from Hongjoong. You wanted to laugh at how adorable Hongjoong was at the moment, trying to keep his cool composure until Mingi exposed his inner thoughts.

Of course he would bottle up his feelings, being a figure that everyone looks up to but you finally got to see him smiling shyly for the first time, it made your heart skip a beat.

Seonghwa who left earlier, came back to you and handed a half filled wine glass. You took it from him and had a questioning look on. “You can turn into one of us if you drink that. It’s blood. All eight of us combined.” He revealed.

Before you could react to what he said, someone else beat you to it. “When did you get our blood?” Yunho asked in bewilderment but suddenly added right after, “You know what, don’t answer that.” Seonghwa rolled his eyes at Yunho and gave his attention back to you.

“We understand if you don’t want to do it.” He wasn’t even trying to hypnotise you into drinking it because you were already drawn to him, to all of them.

You looked at each one of them before gulping down the liquid. The copper taste lingered on your tongue longer than you expected and you started to feel light headed as well. Darkness engulfed you once again.

Your eyes fluttered open as the familiar feeling of being pressed against two bodies greeted you. The first thing you noticed was that you were lying down on a bed, and the next thing was a head pressed against your right side with his arm resting on your waist. It was Wooyoung, he was shirtless and had bandages around his chest, both his palms were bandaged as well. You softened at the sight of him and slowly brought your hand up to pat his head gently.

The one on your left was no other than San, his face rested in the crook of your neck as his left hand cradled the side of your face. You slowly turn to look at his face and notice the fading bruises on his cheekbones and jaw. Wriggling your way out from them has always been a challenge thus you stayed in the same position not wanting to wake them up.

“You’re up.” You only realised then that Jongho was there sitting on a chair by the bed. “How long have you been sitting like that?” You whispered. “Since they put you in bed.” He smiled at you too which you told him to come closer so you could hug him. Your arms went around his neck as he stroked your head. “I’m glad all of you are fine. I was so scared something would go wrong that night.” “We’re all here, aren’t we?” He assured you.

Pulling away from the hug he then said, “Yunho told us you drank the combined blood. Are you feeling okay?” “I’m fine, just feeling kind of dizzy.” He nodded in understanding and went to the door.

“I guess it’s still too early for any effects but the others had been listening to us from behind this door.” Truth be told, all of them were outside just like Jongho said. Yunho was the first to come in and crossed his arms at the sight in front of him.

“Honestly, I wanted to be with you too but those two were fast and kicked everyone else from your room.” You chuckled lightly, that sounded like something these two would do. “They only share you with each other and none of us. How childish.” Mingi added and Yeosang only shook his head at their remarks. Seonghwa watched the scene unfold from the door with a soft smile.

All of a sudden, you felt a pair of fangs bite into your skin and instead of feeling pain you felt nothing but a hint of pleasure. The others watched as you tried to bite down any kind of sound from coming out. Unknowingly to you, their eyes turned red at the sight of you biting your lips, feeling euphoric at being bitten down.

“You should tell them to leave, baby. I want you all to myself now that I can have you without hurting you.” San’s lips hovered over your earlobe before biting it lightly. You tried to say something but then Wooyoung crawled up to your face and slowly went down to claim your lips with his.

It felt like forever since you last kissed each other and even though your hearts weren’t beating as normally, the spark was still evident. You felt like kissing him forever but he pulled away, licking his lower lip as a smirk painted his face.

“I know we can’t suck your blood, now that mine is flowing in your veins. But we can still enjoy you like always. Right, babe?” You innocently nodded at his words, fully captivated. You heard someone cough and all three of you turned to no other than Hongjoong.

His red pupils darkened at the sight of you breathing heavily between the two of them. “I know both of you won’t move so I’ll invite myself instead.” He announced before moving to the bed.

San grumbled and moved away from you and Wooyoung had rested his back on the headboard, watching Hongjoong’s every move.

Hongjoong pulled you up and positioned your body in between his legs. “I won’t ever think of leaving you again. I’m sorry.” He gazed at your face lovingly.

You cupped his face and responded with a knowing smile. “I’ll forgive you if you can make it up for it, hmm?” He let out a laugh and tilted his head to the side. His tongue stroke over his fangs, eyes locked to yours.

"We have all the time we want. Now that all of us are going to live together forever.”

Snake

Title: Snake Ship: SnakeHybrid!Mingi , FemHuman!Reader Type: Smut (18+ Content) Sunmary: Things become interesting when you hook up with your brother’s lifelong best friend at a college party. Finally finding out his biggest secret while he is in between your legs.

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Mingi stood behind you, hand on your lower back as he glared at the shorter man insisting you go on a date with him. “She would if she didn’t have a boyfriend, right babe?”. You looked up surprised and that’s when you saw the look he gave you, the “just go with it” look. You nodded and smiled “Uhh yeah, he’s my boyfriend”. The other man’s face dropped and he rolled his eyes before walking away. Mingi smiled proudly and looked down at you “god, you can never get yourself out of those situations without me”. You rolled your eyes and hit his chest “shut up, I could have if I wanted to”.

“Wouldn’t you rather fake date me then actually date that asshole?” Mingi asked when a pout and that caused you to snort and laugh. “Yeah, sure” you decided to agree to make him happy. The feelings you had for Mingi…liking him since you were 8 and he was 10 was a little crazy to think about. Now you are 20 and he was 22. Maybe you finally have a chance with him now that you aren’t an annoying little 8 year old. It was about 3 hours later, around 11 pm. You sat on Mingi’s lap, both a bit buzzed. You sat on his lap, your short black dress riding up your thighs as he gripped onto them. He pressed kisses on your jaw, the kisses burnt into your skin as if he was marking you as his. He let out a soft hum against your skin “do you know how long I’ve been wanting to do this” Mingi groaned and let his thumbs rub your inner thighs.

You smiled and pressed your wet heat against the hard bulge. “I bet I’ve been wanting you a lot longer” you whispered to him. Mingi smiled and picked you up, carrying you to the nearest bedroom in the house of a random frat. Mingi sat you on the bed and locked the door before going back to you. You watched him, his eyes flashing dark green for a split second. You had to have been going crazy…maybe it’s the alcohol kicking in. Forcing the worries of what you just saw to go to the back of your clouded mind. You felt the burning kisses trailed down the valley on your now unclothed chest, letting out a soft whine. Mingi hummed happily at your reactions, loving the way your body moved and responded to him.

He hooked his fingers to your black panties and pulled them down, his mouth watering at the sight of your dripping wet pussy right in front of his face. Mingi finally leaned in, pressing a kiss on your clit before letting his tongue run over it. The feeling of his warm tongue on the bundle of your sensitive nerves caused you to let out a moan, fingers gripping onto his hair. He hummed at the taste and sucked softly on your clit, spreading your thighs apart and kept them apart with hands. His animal instincts kicked in suddenly, dipping down and inserted his long tongue into your clenched hole. You moaned out in surprise, thighs trembling as your sweet spot was rubbed. How the hell is that possible? His tongue can’t be that long…

You looked down, his eyes now the dark green you had seen earlier, his black pupils now the shape of sharp almonds like a cat. Soft green scales painted his cheeks like freckles. A soft smile went across his face as his long snake tongue was inside of you and that’s when you saw his sharp fangs now in place of his normal canines. You now you understood why he never wanted to be in the same room as you, he would turn into this…a snake. You let out soft whines “Mingi, I d-didn’t know y-“. Mingi pulled away and rubbed your clit with his slim fingers “and now you know, that’s why I couldn’t be around for long”

You watched him, letting out a moan when his long tongue entered you again. “F-fuck Mingi, I don’t care that you are a s-snake” you managed to get out through the moans. He looked up at you, his almond pupils dilating. “You mean it?”. You nodded quickly and whimpered as his tongue rubbed your sweet spot. Mingi smiled and leaned in, finally going as rough as both of you wanted and needed. You gripped onto his hair as your hips rolled up onto his face. Mingi moaned at the taste of you, his tongue inside of you and his nose rubbing your clit. Occasionally his long fangs would poke you but he kept them out of the way as much as possible. He pulled away and his lips finally went back up to your clit, his tongue flicking against it. Moans poured out of your parted lips.

“Mingi please, I’m about to cum” You begged him, looking down at his dark green eyes. “Cum for me Y/n” he said, his voice like a whisper. His hot breath hit your dripping pussy as he spoke. Mingi leaned back in and completely devoured you, slurping up all the slick that ran out of you, tongue flicking on your clit and then his tongue dove straight into you. Pleasure filled your body, thighs pressing against the sides of Mingi’s head. Cum poured onto his tongue, him instantly letting it fall into his mouth as his tongue scooped it out. You gripped onto his hair, the loud moans filled the room as Mingi helped you ride out your high.

You finally looked down at him again, the scales disappearing, his eyes flickered back to his normal brown ones and as he pulled away, his teeth and tongue went back to normal. Mingi smiled and crawled back up, kissing your lips deeply. “Promise not to tell anyone about me being a hybrid?…” You cupped his cheeks and nodded “promise”

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