Can I Request An Angsty Pirate Captain Hongjoong X S/o Imagine Please

can I request an angsty pirate captain hongjoong x s/o imagine please <3 i really loved your previous one ^^

A Siren’s Song | Kim Hongjoong

pairing | fiancé!kim hongjoong x f!reader

genre/cw | angst, slight fluff, pirate au, major death, blood, fatal wound, horror themes, sad, crying

wc | 1.1k

notes | it’s depressing and I apologize. thanks for the request! enjoy! :D

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"I swear if I see one more empty cup in the sleeping quarters, I'm sleeping in the crow's nest!" Y/n complained.

 "Maybe if you were nice to us we'd keep it clean," Wooyoung pouted. 

 "We all sleep in there. It's not just me it's affecting," she shot back.

 "Hey, what are you complaining about? Is he bothering you love?" Hongjoong pouted, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

 "He's being lazy and leaving the room messy," she explained.

 "Wooyoung, be mindful of the crew. Pick up after yourself," he instructed.

 "Hongjoong, you listen to everything she says!" Wooyoung complained.

 "Well she's smart. Are you trying to say you shouldn't obey your captain's orders?" He crossed his arms.

 "Sorry captain," he bowed his head.

 "That's more like it," he smiled, before turning to his fiancé. "Would you help me with writing the new map for that abandoned island? I need your artistry," he explained.

 "Of course Joong," she smiled before following him into his room. 

On the way, a strange sound caught Y/n's ears. She looked out into the waters, searching for something she didn't know. "Did... did you hear that?" She stopped, looking out into the blue ocean. 

 "Hear what love?" He turned around, confusion on his face.

 She kept looking, not seeing anything suspicious, so she shrugged. "Nothing."

 "Alright," Hongjoong replied, still skeptical. "This map won't draw itself."

 ~~~~~

Y/n sighed as the morning ocean breeze greeted her. She had always been the first to wake, and it was nice to have peace and quiet for once. No noisy boys. No responsibilities. No nothing. Except for that chilling sound she had heard for the past three days. And the strangest thing was, nobody could hear it expect for her. Was she going insane? Or were they all going deaf?

This time, she thought she had seen some movement in the dark waters below as the sun rose. Now she was known for hallucinating, yes. But she could bet her life that it wasn't some sort of mirage. It was a creature. She walked over to the railing and leaned on it, arms crossed. Listening, she heard that sound again. But this time, clearer and even more terrifying. Almost as if, it was a distorted voice singing a sad song. Telling of a sorry tale. And if Y/n tired to make out the lyrics, it would sound something like this.

 "She loved the man who sailed the seas, the one who stole her heart was he. But a piercing arrow in the night, took him away, into the light," the voice sang.

Y/n frowned at the words. It sounded so sad. What had happened to this poor creature?

~~~~~

The beautiful siren watched as Hongjoong and his lover danced up on the ship's deck as the sun set. She only wished Y/n knew what she was trying to say. It wasn't some sad nursery rhyme or a reflection on the siren's life, but a warning to Y/n. It was her fate.

”I love you,” Hongjoong whispered into Y/n’s ear as they danced slowly. “And I’ll never let you go.”

~~~~~

It was a sleepless night for Y/n as she looked up at the stars. Something just wouldn’t let her sleep. Specifically, the creature. Which she now knew was undoubtedly a siren.

”Why do you sing this song,” Y/n thought aloud, knowing she wouldn’t get an answer. “You are a strange creature.”

The siren in question surfaced the water, and looked at Y/n with her piercing green eyes. Although frightening, they had a strange beauty in them. And this siren didn’t seem to be evil like the stories described them as so. “You're beautiful,” Y/n complimented. The siren seemed happy after hearing it. But soon after, something scared the siren, so she dove back under. “No, I didn’t mean to scare you!” She pouted, watching the siren swim away. 

Her attention was immediately removed from the siren when she caught a glimpse of another ship in the distance. “Who are they?” She squinted.

”Love?” Hongjoong yawned, coming up the stairs as he rubbed his eyes. “What are you doing up so late?”

”Joong look,” she pointed to the ship, its flag coming into sight.

”Oh no,” Hongjoong’s heart stopped when he saw the flag. 

”What?” Y/n turned around and tilted her head.

”Y/n get away from there!” He shouted.

She removed her hands from the railing, frightened. “Who are they?”

It all seemed a blur when Hongjoong rushed in front of her, making himself a human shield for Y/n. She could hardly blink before a black arrow pierced his heart. A pained gasp escaped his lips as he stumbled backwards into Y/n.

“Hongjoong!” She caught him as his legs gave out beneath him. She carefully laid him down and stared in shock at the arrow, which had already caused blood to spill out at fast rate. “Joong,” she whispered, blinking her tears away.

”Y/n,” he held her hand, making eye contact. “Sail straight to Jeju, and don’t stop,” he groaned, wincing as the arrow stung his heart. He felt himself slipping away by the second.

“Hongjoong no,” she cried, accidentally covering her hands in his deep red blood. “You can’t leave.”

”Y/n,” he whispered. “I love you. You were my one and only. But now you have to let go.”

”I don’t want to let go,” she whispered, her head leaning on his chest as she sobbed her heart out. “I love you too much.”

She looked up at him with her tear filled eyes, still finding life in his. Life that was slowly fading. She kissed him, knowing it was her last. With the last of his strength, he kissed back, lifting his head up.

She knew that life had left him when he fell limp in her arms, head falling backwards and to the side. He was cold. Lifeless. Emotionless. Gone.

”I love you,” she whispered as she held his limp body close to hers.

”Wooyoung! San! Get us out of here!” Seonghwa yelled. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Y/n holding Hongjoong. “Is he-“

She nodded, trying to smile the tears away. Her heart had never hurt so much.

Hongjoong was the only love she ever knew. The day he proposed to her in their hometown on Jeju Island was the best day of her entire life. He cared for her like no one ever had. Showed her so much love, that she forgot what hate was. She felt like the only girl in the world around him, with the way he treated her. He was the one person she couldn’t live without.

And now, he was gone.

Turbulence (Part Three)

pairing: ot8 x fem!reader

warnings: language

word count: 4,457

summary: you finally land in Seoul and meet some unexpected people

taglist: @layzfeelit @dream-in-progress @mingkilovur @jenseok17 @camzpetite @jjaelly @yeosxxx @8tinytings @marsattacks

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You pushed the cart that held both your oversized suitcases, Major in his crate, and your large carry-on bag out the doors of the airport and stopped for a second. Taking the new scenery in. 

You took a deep breath and a smile spread across your face. Your first real breath of fresh Korean air. Your smile grew even more as it finally hit you that you were here. About to work a job that will catapult you to your dream job. 

Major whined in his cage as his ears finally popped, and you glanced over at him. His eyes were wide, and he was huddled in the back of his crate, shaking.

Your heart broke seeing him like that, and you crouched down and cracked the door of the crate open. “I’m sorry baby,” you coo at him, teaching your hand in the cage to give him some reassuring pets. “We’re almost done. I promise.” Your eyes shone with love for your companion, knowing that the flight was extremely stressful for him. You reached into your carry on bag and grabbed the dog treats that you had buried under your coat and books. “Here.” You held the great out for him.

He hesitantly sniffed your hand, and once he realized it was you, you saw him relax a little. He gently took the treat out of your hand and licked you as if to say thanks.

“You’ll like this next part. We’re gonna be in a car, and you can stick your head out and feel the air! Even if it is cold.” You scratched his chin. “You know I’ll happily freeze for you puppy.”

A car horn went off in front of you, snapping you out of your one-sided conversation. A black van sat, idling, and the back door slid open to reveal Mina. 

“Finally. You’re here.” She smiled. She looked gorgeous even in her black sweatpants and gray oversized hoodie. Hair pulled back and out of her face.

“Mina!” You smiled at her. “You’re not gonna abruptly leave me again, are you?” You teased her. Your eyes fully trained in her sweatpants. “Wait a second. Are those real Balenciaga’s?” Your eyes were saucers as you took them in. “How did you get real Balenciaga?”

Minas eyes darted around the area, wary of explaining just yet. “I’ll tell you once we’re out of the cold and in the nice warm car. You can let Major out in there too.” She hurriedly grabbed a suitcase and you followed, confused by her vagueness.

You both lugged the suitcases into the back of the van, Mina muttering under her breath about her driver and how he’s no help. You laughed and rolled your eyes at her as you heaved the heavy bag into the back of the van.

Slightly out of breath, you grabbed Major and entered into the spacious van. “This van is huge,” you noted. 

“Yeah well. It’s supposed to cart around eight grown men. But I borrowed it to come and get you. I figured you would bring more with you.” Mina crawled into the van with you and slid the door shut behind her. She then turned to Major and started cooing at him, and opened his crate to let him out. “Look at you Mr. Cutie! I missed you so much!” 

Her talking to him helped him relax even more. He knew and loved Mina. He playfully nipped at her hands as the car started moving.

“I got the Balenciagas from the company. I may or may not have stolen them from the company closet.” She smirked at you. “No one but Hongjoong has noticed anyway, considering they were his in a shoot a while ago.”

You laughed at your friend's antics, knowing that it fully sounded like something she would do. “Of course you would steal them.” You shook your head at her. “Very in character for you.”

“Yeah well. When they’re cute and fit and your size, why not? It’s not like they’re missed.” She laughed, absentmindedly petting Major. “I don’t live far from KQ. I walk most mornings. When you start we can go early and I can give you a tour before you meet KQ Fellaz and Eden-ary…”

Your mind wondered as you stared out the window, taking in all the buildings and beautiful ocean you caught glances at as you moved more inland. Mina talked to you and Major in the background, but you didn’t pay attention to her. This was home now. Your home.

“Y/N?” Mina snapped to get your attention. You had been zoning out, staring at the fashion you saw on the streets, excited when you were able to pick out pieces from some of your favorite designers. 

“Huh?” You questioned, brain trying to process what was happening now that you were snapped back into reality. 

“We’re here.” Mina smiled as she pulled open the door. “Welcome home!”

You smiled at her and coaxed Major back into his crate, promising lots of treats and love once you get inside and unpacked a little. You heard Mina grunt behind you as she pulled your suitcase out the back of the car. “What the hell did you pack? Bricks?”

“No. Not bricks. That’s my sewing machine, some things I was working on, fabric, all my miscellaneous things that I use to make jewelry. Some clothes.” You listed off. 

She snorted. “I’m inclined to believe that you packed bricks.” She huffed and pulled the other one out. “And this one?”

“Clothes, shoes, makeup, jewelry. You know. Basic stuff. And a few toys for Major. His bed, some food. You know. His necessities too.”

“How in the fuck were you able to pack all of that in 2 suitcases?” She pulled them up over the curb in front of her apartment building and waved at the driver, who promptly drove away. She huffed a bit, as if out of breath, but you know she was faking it.

You laughed and playfully pushed her. “You’re being dramatic.”

“How very in character for me” she sasses back. 

You rolled your eyes and grabbed a handle of a suitcase with one hand and Major with the other. A cold breeze blew your hair out of your face and you shivered. “Let’s go. I’m cold as hell.” 

You followed Mina into the complex, you were stunned at the opulence of it. Large, white columns separated the desk from a cute little sitting area. It almost reminded you of a hotel. A gorgeous chandelier made of jewels made you want to pull your sketchbook out.

You stopped in front of an elevator and Mina swiped a key, and the elevator dinged. She becomes you to follow as you were too focused on looking at your surroundings. 

“Wow Mina.” You complimented as you entered with her. “This place is gorgeous!” 

She shot you her signature smirk. “I knew you’d like it. I bet you’re just itchin to get your sketchbook out.” She teased, and sent you a wink. 

Your hand twitched at her words. “Maybe” you looked down at Majors cage in your hand, slightly embarrassed. 

“Well. Good thing you have a few days until you actually start. You have all that time to explore the city and sketch and create to your heart's content.” She absolutely glowed at you. She adored your passion, having worn and owned quite a few things that you’ve made for her. Even though she teased you, she admired your hand work and passion for what you did.

“Here we are.” She led you out of the elevator and down the hall. Doors with keypads lined the walls, and you followed her until you reached the last door. She keyed in a code and you heard the door unlock. 

“It’s not much. But I’m barely here as is.” She opened the door and stood to the side, letting you take in the gorgeous but simple room. One wall was pure window, overlooking the streets of Seoul. You could easily see yourself sitting there and just watching as people walked by the streets down below. A kitchen opened up the area to your left, and a hallway to the right you assumed was where the bedrooms were. 

“Your room is down that hall and it’ll be the door on the right. End of the hall is the bathroom. Door across from you is my room. Around the corner and up a few steps is my office. You’re welcome to set up shop there. I made some room, and I barely use that area as is. So you’re welcome to move most stuff around. Just don’t touch my laptop.” She walked in behind you and closed the door. “Welcome home.” She smiled at you. 

“It’s gorgeous Mina. Really. And I really appreciate you letting me stay with you. I promise I won’t be too messy.” You set Majors crate down and let him out. He slowly emerged, but smelling Mina everywhere, he was already comfortable, bouncing up into the couch, curly tail wagging.

Mina chuckled and went to pet him. “I have to leave in an hour. Ateez is having a comeback soon, so I need to be at the meeting for it.”

“Comeback?” You questioned, turning your head towards where she stood. 

“Oh honey. I have so much to teach you.” Clicking her tongue at you, she beckoned you into the kitchen. “But first. Coffee. You’ve been up a long time, and I know you. You’re already itching to explore.” 

You smiled at how well she knew you. “Coffee it is,” you agreed. 

After warming up with coffee and Mina changing and yelling a goodbye to you, and telling you the code to lock and unlock the door, you unpacked and looked around your new home. Major laid on the gray couch, bored eyes never leaving you. 

You opened the last little pack of things, finding Majors toys and leash. You pulled it out. “Come on puppy! You wanna go explore a little?” Your excited tone made Major perk up from his spot on the couch. “Wanna go on a walk?” You fully sat down on the floor, legs spread as you patted the floor.

At the mention of the word “walk” Major was up and running towards you. He did an excited little stretch and sat in between your legs, patiently waiting for you. You grabbed his collar and hooked the leash to it. 

“Ready?” You giggled at him as he pulled you towards the door of the apartment. “So excited! You get to explore a new place!” He barked in excitement and you opened the door, him basically pulling you down the hall and out the lobby. You waved and gave a slight head nod to the front desk attendant. 

The winter air bit at your face as Seoul was draped in a white blanket. Instead of going on a proper walk, Major hopped from snow pile to snow pile, fully digging himself into one before jumping to another. 

You laugh as he gets snow on his nose, and starts freaking out to get it off. “You’re ridiculous.” You tell him. He barks back at you, the white snow stark against his dark coat.

You walked, taking in the sights of downtown Seoul. It made you think of New York; of home. You sighed, a small ache in your chest bloomed as you thought about it. You’ve only been in Korea not even a day, yet you already miss America. 

The sunset was beautiful, even with all the buildings around. The gorgeous orange casting a glow on the blanket city. You still couldn’t believe that this is your new home. You couldn’t wait for all the memories you would make here. 

A smell caught your attention, and you saw a couple sitting outside a convenience store, steaming cups of ramyeon in front of them. You inhaled deeply, letting yourself feel the hunger you had ignored all day as you packed.

You tied Majors leash to the bike rack that stood along the brick wall and went inside, the warmth immediately sinking into your bones as a small chill ran through you. 

Ramyeon. Ramyeon you thought to yourself as you looked up and down the aisles for the little black bowl that you saw the couple outside had. Your eyes finally zeroed in on the item, and you decided to grab 2. Mina would thank you when you brought it home, if she was even there when you got back. 

You walked up to the register and in your somewhat competent Korean, attempted to make your purchase, when the male of the couple that you saw outside came in. 

“Miss! Your dog! He got loose! I tried to catch him!” He looked at you, face flushed and heavily breathing. 

In a panic, you tossed some cash onto the counter and ran outside as soon as he told you Major slipped his collar. “Major!” You yelled after him as he took down the street. “Shithead.” You muttered as you took off after him, the bag full of ramyeon hitting your side as you sprinted down the street. 

Yunho saw a small black dog barreling down the street towards him. He stopped, staring, until the dog decided to jump up on him, happily wagging his curly tail. He thought about the same exact scenario that happened a few weeks ago while he was in the States. 

“Major!” He heard a voice yell down the street. Yunho smiled. It was the same dog. He crouched down and started scratching him behind his ear, the same place you had done it before. He basically had your dog putty in his hands. 

“I’m so sorry!” You said as you finally caught up to Major, and the poor man he was jumping on. 

“It’s not the first time,” Yunho laughed. “It’s nice to see you again, Major.” He moved his hand to scratch under the dogs chin. 

You looked at him in confusion. “Agai- Oh my god!” You smiled at the realization. “It’s nice to see you again.” You managed to pull Major off of him, calming him down with a treat that you had in your bag. “Sit.” You commanded. He immediately obeyed and you smiled and patted his head. “Good boy” you cooed. 

Yunho looked you up and down while you were distracted. He can’t help but notice how cute you were. Even after running after a dog in the freezing cold.

You paused for a second to catch your breath and clutch your jacket closer to you. Eyes darting between Major and the man who had caught your dog twice now. “I’m Y/N.” You said, finally settling your eyes on him. 

“Yunho” he said back. “It’s nice to finally have a name to put with the face.” 

You blushed at his words. “I would say the same, but I don’t know what you look like. Every time I’ve seen you, you’ve had a mask on. And a hat.” 

He shrugged at your words. “Maybe one day I’ll show it to you.” A teasing lilt in his voice. 

“Oh. Cryptic and mysterious. I like it.” You giggled. 

Major barked up at you, trying to get your attention. He was starting to shiver, his thick coat only keeping the cold away for so long. “I should probably get home. He looks like he’s starting to get cold.” You started to turn around.

“Wait-“ Yunho put his hand on your shoulder. “Let me walk you home. It’s getting late, and the city can be confusing at night.”

“Oh, that’s not really necessary. Major here is great protection.” Major barked happily and wagged his tail at you.

Yunho chuckled, eyes flicking from you, to the happy dog at the end of your leash.”Oh yeah, he’s absolutely terrifying.” The sarcasm dripped from his words as he leaned down to pet Major again. “Seriously though. I don’t want you walking in the dark. Especially if you haven’t been here long.”

You looked sheepishly at him. “I flew in this morning.”

Yunhos head snapped up to look at you. “Yeah, definitely not letting you walk alone.” He stood up and dusted his hands off on his pants. “Let’s go.” He started walking, leaving you standing there and laughing into your hand. He turned to look at you, saw your face, and paused. “I’m going the wrong way, aren’t I?”

You nodded, still laughing into your hand. “How about Major leads, and we follow him?”

Yunho grinned, shaking his head and laughing a little. His eyes scrunched at how wide he was smiling. “Fine.” He walked to you and you nudged Major on, and you both walked in a comfortable silence. Yunho made a conscious note to keep his strides smaller to stay in step with you. A gesture that you noticed and were a little touched by.

He broke the silence. “How do you like Seoul so far?” 

“Well,” you cleared your throat. “It’s beautiful. Reminds me of New York a lot, except the streets are much cleaner, and the people tend to keep to themselves, which is nice.” You felt a blush creep up your neck, remembering the rude man who had fallen into the puddle when trying to catch Major. “I’m sorry about being so vulgar in front of you then.” An embarrassed giggle left your lips. “I promise I’m not always like that.”

Yunho smiled, shoving his cold hands in his pocket and kicking at a snow bank. “It’s alright. You should see how my friend Hongjoong talks when the eight of us are together, his favorite word is fuck. Especially when it comes to Wooyoung.” Yunho’s eyes shone as he told you about his friends, and the memories they all had.

“That sounds like a fun time,” you sigh. “I wish I had friends like that. All I have is Mina, and even then I think she’s only stuck with me this long because we were close in college. I honestly have no idea where I would be without her.”

You got lost in the memories of all the times Mina had come into your room in the middle of the night to make sure you were actually sleeping, and not working on one of your passion projects. How she forced you out to socialize a little instead of staying holed up in your room. Making sure you were eating and staying hydrated. Making sure you kept up with your school work. A fond smile found its way onto your face as you thought about how, even now, she’s taking care of you in a way. “I wouldn’t be here, physically, if it wasn’t for her. Probably would’ve burnt myself out a long time ago.”

Yunho listened, and watched as you had lost yourself in your memories for a moment before he put two and two together. When he heard you say the name Mina, his brain had started processing exactly who you were, and the information his co-manager Mina gave him. “Ah. It’s nice having friends like that. That’s how my friends are to each other.” He nodded his head in agreement as you kept walking.

After a few more minutes of silence, and admiring the way the buildings reflected the glow of the final moments of sunset, you came upon your apartment building. “Well,” you said awkwardly. “This is me.” You stopped, Major tugging on the leash towards the door, desperate for the warmth that the building provided.

Yunho looked at the building, and his suspicions about you were confirmed. “Alright.” There was an awkward moment of silence. “Are you okay getting in?” His ears started turning red, mentally scolding himself for being so awkward.

You smiled at him, slowly letting Major drag you to the doors. “I’ll be fine! Thank you for walking me home. Maybe I’ll see you around sometime? Preferably without my dog getting loose.” You saw Yunho’s eyes crinkle in a smile as you got to the doors. “Have a good night Yunho! It was nice to meet you!” A smile on your face as you walked into the building, leaving him to watch you go.

You dreamily smiled while making your way back up to your apartment, thoughts on the man you had just met. You knew he was a kind soul, had a beautiful heart, but the only downside was that you didn’t see his face. You weren’t sure if you would ever be able to recognize him if you saw him without the mask and hat. You shrugged, keying in the code to get into yours and Minas apartment. Only time will tell.

You walked into the living room, and seeing lights on in the kitchen, you called out. “Mina! I brought home some ramyeon!” You leaned down to take Majors' leash off, and he bolted for the kitchen.

A crashing sound could be heard from around the corner and a screech, as you heard two male voices bickering back and forth, and Minas exasperated sigh. “Mina?” You turned the corner and saw two men, one with strawberry red hair, and the other, black hair, a pout on his face as Major jumped on him. Mina was standing in between them with a pot in her hands.

All three of them wore aprons. Mina was back in her Balenciaga sweatpants and you cringed inside, knowing how expensive they were, and that she was cooking in them and potentially ruining them. Her hoodie already had some kind of unknown substance on them.

Both the men wore dark jeans, holes in the knees, and the redhead had on a black sweater, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, while the other one had a plain red t-shirt tucked into his jeans. The way they were both styles showed how fit they were, and the perfect triangles their bodies made. You shook your head, snapping yourself out of those kinds of thoughts.

“Hi?” You raised your eyebrow in question.

“Ah! Y/N. Just the person I was talking about!” Mina set the pot down on the counter. 

You quirked your eyebrow up even more. “You were talking about me?”

“Only good things,” said the redhead cheekily. Something about him seemed familiar to you, but you weren’t sure what. He had a cute little mole under his eye, which you couldn’t help but smile at. He grinned at you as you placed the bag of ramyeon down. “What’s that?”

Mina glared at him and slapped him playfully in the arm. “Manners, Wooyung.” He shot her the side eye, tongue in his cheek, when the other man spoke.

“I’m Choi San.” He smiled at you, chestnut eyes filling you with warmth. He then bowed towards you, and you did back, out of respect. 

“I’m-”

“We know,” the redhead said again. Mina filled her eyes and smacked him again, A resounding smack echoed through the apartment. “This” Mina sent him a ‘do not speak of else I will make your life hell’ look, “Is Jung Wooyung. He doesn’t know how to keep quiet for the life of him.”

You giggled when he stuck his tongue out at her back, causing her to lift the frying pan she held in her hand as she spun towards him. “Jung Wooyoung, I swear to god, if you make me start graying now, I will end you.” She looked at you like a tired parent. “They’re two out of the eight boys I babysit.”

Both men whined at her at that statement. “You don’t babysit us!”

You chuckled and sent them a smirk. “Oh. I see. You’re, how did you put it Mina? ‘Pain in my ass WooSan,” I think?” 

Both men whined again and faced Mina, who flared daggers at you. You shrugged back at her and winked, opting to walk out of the chaos you antagonized.

Walking back to your room, you heard lots of whining and complaining from all three of them, with Mina screaming at you to “GET YOUR ASS BACK IN HERE!” You entered your room, grabbed your headphones and pulled out your case of jewels and separate chains, and got to work.

A while later, while lost in your music and focused on your work, a tuft of red hair out of the corner of your eye made you jump. “Je-sus” You clutched your hand to your chest, trying to slow your racing heart. “Don’t do that.” You pulled your headphones off, and shot the man a glare.

Wooyoung looked at you and laughed. Your eyes widened at the absolutely psychotic sound that left that man's mouth.

 “You didn’t say she was that jumpy!” He yelled into the other room. He finally caught sight of your opened sketchbook and the pliers in your hand. “What’s that?” He reached over you, hands going to the sketch of Hunter with the jeweled chain across his face you drew a few days ago. The smirk that was on his face changed to awe when he saw the chain in your hand. You blushed at his next words. “Are you. . . are you making that?!”

“Yes?” You smiled sheepishly up at him.

“Sannie-ah! Mina noona! Come here!” His words, mixed with how loud he was, shocked you, making you jump again.

“God, can’t you calm down for five minutes?” Mina complained as she turned the corner and entered your bedroom. “So help me god, what is it Wooyung?” She froze when she saw that he had your sketchbook in his hands. “Did you share something with him? You don't even share with me!” She whined at you.

San came into your room then too and slid himself between the doorway and Mina. He made his way over to you and Wooyoung, and looked over your shoulder. His eyes got wide and his mouth formed an ‘O’ shape. “I want one.” He didn’t ask. Just stated.

Your eyes widened as you went to grab the book out of Wooyoung's hands. Mina watched, knowing you’re usually shy about showing your creations before they’re done. She huffed and stalked further into the room. “Oh no no no. Nope. Nu-uh. Get out. Both of you.” She grabbed each of them by their ear and dragged them out of the room. “Leave Y/N alone! If you want one, Sannie, you’ll have to trust me when I get her promoted to working with you guys.” She looked over her shoulder at you and sent you a wink. You mouthed a silent ‘thank you’ as she closed the door behind her. You could hear her scolding the two men, but mostly Wooyung, as you put your headphones back up over your ears, and was left alone again to your work.

His to protect pt. 1

summary: Y/N a hero, loved and respected by all. Seonghwa a villain, feared and frowned upon by all. both have been enemies ever since they can remember but what happens if Y/N appears at Seonghwa's doorstep at the middle of the night, all bloody and bruised?

t.w: blood, mention of near death, slight yandere themes, violence

< pt.2 >

all Y/N could see around herself was endless darkness. her clothes were soaked due to the rain pouring down, or it could be her tears too or maybe the blood oozing out of her head. she wasn't sure. all she knew was, she had to run.

she had to get away from them. get away from the corrupt government officers who were currently chasing her. she had heard too much, she wasn't supposed to know their plan.

the same plan which involved making thousands of innocent people homeless just so they can have more land for building malls and hotels. she wasnt supposed to find out. but she did, and now she had to run.

Y/N was getting tired, her feet felt heavy and her head felt as if it was going to explode, she couldnt run anymore. she looked around her just to realize she was standing 2 blocks away from her sworn enemy's house.

how she reached here or why did her feet carry her here was something beyond her. all she knew was, she needed to hide before they saw her.

Seonghwa wasnt a stranger to late night visitors. heck, his gang members often visited him at the night to avoid getting caught. but the thing was, his gang members would never knock, they all had a spare key.

this made Seongha feel a bit strange. no one except his members and that puny little hero knew his address and it couldnt have been the neighbors as he didnt have any.

regardless, he got up from his couch where he was reading just moments ago and made his way towards the front door, a knife hidden behind his back just in case if a surprise attack took place.

the familiar rush of adrenaline greeted him as he went to open the door only to be replaced with shock once the door opened to reveal the person he had tried to kill multiple times, standing before him in all her bloody and bruised glory.

it should've made him feel happy to see her hurt, to see her look as if she was going to pass out any second now. he should be overjoyed at the fact that the little menace will be off his back.

but that wasnt the case. it was quite the opposite actually. he felt as if he was going to puke. it felt unsettling. sure he had seen her in similar condition before.

heck, he had seen her in even worse condition after one of their fights. he had seen her nearly die when he had been the one squeezing her neck. but it wasnt the same.

sure she nearly died then and she looks like she's about to die right now but there was a difference. it was him who had hurt her before. now, it was someone else.

someone else dared to touch her. to hurt her. to see her cry oh so prettily as she tried to survive. this was unacceptable. Seonghwa couldn't allow this to happen. he wouldn't allow this to happen.

his inner monologue was cut of by the sound of something hitting the ground, or well someone hitting the ground. he bent down towards the hero and tried to locate the source of bleeding.

a sigh left his lips as he looked at her frail body, laying on the floor all beaten and broken. it made him shiver. he felt angry. no no, he felt furious. someone dared touch something that belonged to him and him only.

she was his to torment, his to tease, his to touch and his to hurt. Seonghwa was a man of many disciplines but sharing nature wasn't one of them. whoever dared touch her was going to pay. pay with their life.

Stress Relief

Hongjoong x Fem!reader

| non idol au | friends with benefits to lovers |

He’s been your best friend and fuck buddy for over a year now, but what happens when a box of letters is found.

18+!!! MDNI plz&thnx

Warnings: Alcohol, intoxication, smoking weed bruh, mention of death, petnames (baby girl, sweet boy, good girl, brat, BDSM (dom & little duo, nipple play, spanking, sex toy, pinning), oral (m & f), possessive partners, unprotected sex, creampie, overstimulation, squirting

Requests are open :]

writers note: sometimes I like to challenge myself and see how many rounds and finishes I can work into one story. Idk what my record is but this might be it. Okok lmao byeeee

cas xx

“Do you only visit me when you’re mad?” Hongjoong asked, leaning on the side of the doorframe. His head tilted as he eyed you, hair thrown in a messy bun and a bottle of tequila in hand.

He motioned for you to come in, closing the door behind you as you kicked off your shoes and plopped yourself on his large sofa.

“You’re good for stress relief,” you mumble, twisting the cap from the tequila before taking a long swing.

Hongjoong plopped down next to you, one arm wrapping around your shoulder as he grabbed the bottle, taking a drink himself. “Talk to me Vegas girl.”

You smacked his chest, a smile creeping onto your lips. It was his nickname for you, after having met at his bar’s Halloween party a year before.

“Just stupid work shit. My boss says all my designs suck and I can’t think of anything new, so she’s basically breathing down my neck all day.”

You grabbed the bottle, taking another drink. “Any my mother. I don’t understand why that woman is so eager for me to settle down and have kids.”

“I can help you have a kid”

You hit his chest again, “shut up” you laughed.

Working in the fashion industry was extremely time consuming, which left no time for real dating. Hongjoong just happened to stick around, growing closer over time. You caught feelings a while ago, but we’re to scared to admit it.

“Why do you think the creative block is happening?”

You sighed heavily, “I have no idea. The last good thing I came up with was after we spent Christmas together.”

A smirk took over Hongjoong’s face, his fingers playing with your hair. “That was a good Christmas.”

One thing you had in common was your hatred for the holiday. So rather than the present giving and fancy food, you two had ordered a bunch of junk, gotten a ton of weed and alcohol. Then spent hours fucking.

The tequila bottle was empty sooner than you wanted it to be, not realizing you had been chatting and venting about life for the past hour.

“Can you walk a straight line?” He teased, heading to his home bar and grabbing a few joints. He motioned for you to follow him to the balcony.

He watched as you tiptoed on a line in the wood, poking your nose with each pointer finger as you did. You were quite tipsy, but always had good balance.

“Yes I can, sir.” You smirk, brushing past him, squealing as he slapped your ass.

Your lungs filled with smoke as your eyes scanned over the city. The lights and sounds echoed, beautiful in its own way.

Hongjoong wrapped his arms around you, his head resting on your shoulder as you brought the joint to his lips.

You stayed like that for a while, silently smoking, relaxing into his arms.

His hand eventually started to sneak up the front of your shirt, his fingers sliding along the trim of your lace bralette before dipping inside. A soft moan escaped your lips as he started to twist and flick your nipple gently.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for me?” He asked, his breath hot against your ear.

“Maybe.”

His free hand slapped down on your ass, stinging the skin under the thing fabric of your leggings. “Cute.”

You rolled your hips into his, feeling his hardening cock through his pants. Giving your was a little wiggle, you hum happily

Hongjoong’s hand left your breast and quickly went to your neck, wrapping easily around it as he pulled your head back to look at him. “Don’t start that.”

“Or what?” You pushed into his crotch again.

You were definitely feeling the effects of the weed and tequila, it brought out your bratty side.

His grip tightened around your throat the smallest bit, “You know the punishment.”

You trailed your finger nails along his arm, watching as goosebumps followed in their path. “Punishment for what? Making your crumble under my touch?”

Hongjoong’s hand slid down your body, resting both his hands on your hips as he pulled your core into his, “Is that what you think?”

You spun in his grasp, placing a hand on his chest, “I don’t think. I know.” You leaned up on your tip toes, placing wet kisses along his jaw line.

Your opposite hand snuck into his pants, grasping his thick cock head, your thumb rubbing gently over the top, using his pre cum as lube.

Hongjoong moaned softly, his body tensed under your touch. You pushed his pants down a bit to expose his firm length, your hand giving him a few pumps before firming your grip a bit. You pulled him along by his cock back into the house.

You freed your grasp and pointed towards the couch, Hongjoong slapped your ass as you walked away and sat himself on the couch. He pulled his pants down a bit more, hand wrapping around his cock as he watched you.

You walked to the stereo system, putting on one of the playlists you made together.

“Oh, my sweet boy.” You smirked, eyeing his hand slowly pumping his length. You slowly took your shirt off, followed by your leggings before crawling onto the coffee table. “Eager aren’t you.”

“Says the one who’s already naked.”

You stopped midway on the table, leaning up and trailing your fingers across the lace strap of the bralette. “I still have this on. Why don’t you get rid of your clothes?”

He quickly stripped off his clothes as you propped yourself on the table, placing both your hands on your thighs as you eyed him.

Hongjoong grabbed you by the back of your head, not hard enough to hurt. He pulled you up to him, a soft whine escaping your lips as he roughly kissed you. “Are you gonna be a good girl now?”

You didn’t answer, instead gave him a little snarky look. He moved you with one hand, bending you over on the couch, your head on the cushion and ass in the air. You looked behind you as Hongjoong stroked his cock a few times before pushing deeply inside you.

He bottomed out and held himself there, his hand slapping down on your ass. You could feel yourself already leaking, walls clenching at the smallest amount of arousal.

You tried to move your hips but his hand slapped down, holding you in place. “You fucking brat.”

“What are you gonna do about it?” You contracted your walls around him, moaning softly. You looked at him with puppy dog eyes, biting your lip, “You can fuck me now or hold your load until my punishment is over.”

Hongjoong’s hips started to move the tiniest bit, his cock poking at your g-spot. His eyes locked with yours, “You want me to fuck your little pussy numb?” He pulled his cock mostly out before slamming it back in, repeating his actions. “Is that what you want baby girl?”

“Please, my sweet boy, please fuck me.”

His hips started to thrust, soft moans joining yours. You watched as his dark expression turned soft, his cock flowing in and out of your entrance. “Hongie…”’ You moaned, your release dripping down your legs.

Hongjoong pulled out quickly, his mouth clapping over your pussy, his tongue lapping and sucking at your clit. He slapped your ass again, making it sting red from the repeated smacks. “Come here.” He pulled you up into a kiss, his hands tangling into your hair.

You moaned into each other as Hongjoong sat on the couch, pulling you into his lap. You quickly lined his cock up with your entrance and slid down, starting to ride him, “You feel so fucking good.” You moaned, hips starting to pick up speed.

His hands reached up to grab your neck again, pulling your head to his as he gave you a sloppy kiss. “You like riding your sweet boys cock, don’t you?” He said against your lips, “That’s your fucking cock isn’t it?”

You smirked, kissing down his chin, up his jawline and sucking gently on his neck. “You’re all mine.” You whispered in his ear, your second climax quickly approaching. His cock firmed, hinting he was close to.

Hongjoong’s arms wrapped around you as your body picked up speed, his hips thrusting with yours. You brought your face back to his, pressing your foreheads together as your body started to shake. “Who’s your favorite little brat?”

Your bodies came to a stop as his cock started to twitch, filling you with his warm cum. “You know you are baby girl.” He kissed your lips softly, sweet tender kisses that made you tingle. “You belong to me.” He said quietly.

His words made you smile. You were both so possessive over each other, yet had no plans or even talked about committing. Things just worked out smoothly without labels. But fuck, you secretly wanted more.

You smiled down at Hongjoong, lifting your self off him, your combined releases dripping under you. “I like the sound of that, but now I have Taylor Swift suck in my head.” You laughed, skipping off to the bathroom.

He followed, using the bathroom after you before you both headed to his bedroom. You climbed onto his large bed, stopping when you spotted a wooden box on the nightstand. “What’s that?” You ask with a tilt of the head.

Hongjoong walked quickly to the other side of the bed and grabbed the box, his face flushing a deep red. “Hongie.” You shot him a ‘seriously’ look, since you two rarely kept secrets from one another.

“Seriously it’s nothing. Just a box.” He was trying to find a place to stash it, you were getting more and more curious.

“You’re being weird. What is it?” You laugh, crawling to the end of the bed where he was, you poked his side. “What are you hiding.”

Hongjoong held it a bit above his head, a small smile pulling at his lips from your tickling. “Stop, it’s stupid. You don’t want to know.” You kept poking and tickling, he backed into the dresser, causing the box to fall to the ground next to him.

You leaned over the bed, starting towards the flipped box.

“No, seriously Y/N, you don’t want to see that.”

When you flipped the box, there was a pile of letters and pictures of the two of you. Hongjoong sighed and sat on the bed, his head hung as you picked up the pile and scooted back.

“What…what is this?” You asked quietly, flipping through the pictures you had taken together over the past year. There were letters, with dates on them.

Hongjoong turned to you, looking shyly through his shaggy hair. “Everything I’ve wanted to say, but couldn’t.”

You flicked through the letters, just reading the dates. There were 12 in total, starting from the Halloween night you met. You swallowed hard, not knowing what to say.

“You can read them if you want.” His voice was shaky with nerves.

You moved to sit next to him, your heart racing as you looked at him. “Do you want me to?” You asked softly

He was quiet for a long moment before answering, “Yeah, I do.”

"Can you read them to me?"

You and Hongjoong went to the top of the bed, resting against the headboard.

He started the first letter.

“I didn’t expect to meet anyone after Haley died, especially someone who could make me smile like an idiot after an hour of knowing them. Dressed like a Vegas show girl, but with eyes that told a million stories. The most captivating smile. It hasn’t been this easy to talk in a long time, but they opened that side up again.”

He handed you the letter, along with a picture the bar photographer had taken of the two of you.

“You have me smiling like a fucking idiot. One night stands aren’t supposed to hang out until the early evening, at least from what I know. Your comfortable, your ora is calming. I feel guilty. Guilty for feeling happy. I don’t want to lose you, so friends will have to do for now.”

He handed you the second letter, you confirmed the date was the end of November, when you first hooked up with him.

Hongjoong spent a few more minutes carefully reading his letters and passing them to you. They all described his feelings towards you, how they grew, how he didn’t want to lose you. It made your heart do flips.

The last letter was from a few weeks ago, New Year’s Eve. He passed it directly to you, since it only had a few words on it.

“Tell her you fucking love her.”

You stared at the paper for a long moment, heart rate starting to increase again. Everything you had been to scared to admit to yourself, he had written on paper. It still scared you, those words. The thought of losing him. But what’s life without taking any risks.

“Look..I get it, if you don’t feel the same way.”

You quickly moved your body to straddle his, pressing your lips deeply into his as tears started to flow down your face. You didn’t want to stop kissing him, the sweet taste of his lips mixing with salty tears.

“Why are you crying?” He asked quietly, barely pulling away from your lips.

You looked into his eyes, “because I love you.” You paused, sniffing as he kissed away your tears. “And it scares the shit out of me.”

Hongjoong wrapped you in a hug, one that you returned happily. You held each other for a while, his hand slowly rubbing your back.

“I love you. I’m not going anywhere, okay?” He said, leaning back against the headboard, brushing some hair behind your ear.

“I’m not going anywhere either.” You smiled, kissing his lips again. “You’re not gonna go all mushy on me now, are you?”

He laughed, holding onto you as he flipped you on your back. “The letters are as mushy as I can get. For now.”

Hongjoong dipped his head down to gently kiss your lips, trailing soft kissed down your body as he pushed your legs apart. His lips kissed your thighs before his tongue started to work at your clit, lapping and sucking at your sensitive bud.

Maybe it was the emotional confession, but you swore everything felt more erotic than any other time.

You ball your hand in his hair, cursing quietly as his tongue worked quickly causing your body to twitch and tremble.

Hongjoong’s arms held your body down as you rode out another high, his eyes meeting with yours as he worked his way back up your body, lips crashing into yours.

His eyes went dark again, a smirk crossing his lips as he unexpected shoved his cock in your swollen entrance. His hand wrapped around your neck again, “You make me so happy baby girl.”

You squirmed a bit under him, his pelvis pushed down to hold your core in place. “My sweet boy, this is torture.” You whimpered, looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Exactly.” Hongjoong quickly leaned over to his bedside table, grabbing a small metallic bullet vibrator.

You whined quietly as the small toy started up, his hand slipped from your neck as he used it to lift himself a bit. He moved the toy slowly down your chest to your left nipple, pinching it between a finger and the toy. He repeated his actions with the right nipple.

Hongjoong continued to hold you down as he moved the vibrator down your body, sliding it between your folds and tucking it against your clit.

“Hongie…” you moaned, your breathing becoming more and more erratic as pressure built in your core. Hongjoong moved your arms above your head, hiding his head in your neck as he kept himself still inside you.

He whispered sweet nothings into your ear, nipping at your earlobe. Every little thing was pushing you closer to climax. He brought his lips to yours finally, kissing you sweetly as he laced your fingers together.

“You’re making me cum baby girl.” He moaned against your lips, his cock starting to empty another load inside you.

You could barely contain yourself, body shaking under his as the sound of your own juices mixed with the sound of the vibrator. “Baby….” You squeezed his hands with all your strength, his hips finally letting up a little as yours started to buck.

The vibrator slipped out and you started to grind your hips down quickly, juices leaking as you started to peak again.

“Please fuck me, my sweet boy. I need you to fuck me.”

Hongjoong let go of one of your hands to hold your hip as you arched off the bed, he slammed his cock deep in you as you released, screaming and cursing uncontrollably. His lips found yours again and you started to ride your high.

“Holy shit.” Hongjoong hissed, his own body reacting to your orgasm and joining in. He lifted you, holding you tight against his body as he slowly kissed your lips. You were barely able to hold yourself up, Hongjoong’s arms were the only thing hold you in place.

You weakly wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling dizzy and fulfilled more than ever. “Th-that was so good, my swe-sweet boy.” Your words were stuttered as you rested your head against his chest, trying to bring yourself out of the sex coma he had you in.

“Should I just carry you to the shower like this?

You nod, whining a bit as he climbed off the bed with you still attached. You wrapped your legs around him, moaning quietly at the sensation of his cock inside you, how wet and warm it felt.

“Fuck me again.” You said after finally catching your breath a bit, Hongjoong pulled back a bit, raising an eyebrow at you. “What? 3 loads in you isn’t enough?” He smirked, pecking your lips.

You giggled quietly, a shiver creeping up your spine as you felt his cock grow firm again. He pushed you against the wall, barely thrusting his hips.

“Oh, my sweet boy.” You placed a soft, but deep kiss on his lips. “I’m just starting to feel inspired.”

The Ace-Jeong Yunho

[Demon!Jeong Yunho x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: smut, slight angst, dirty talk, the smut scene in this is super self indulgent please forgive me, crying, oral (Fem recieving), edging mentions of losing one's memories, petnames: little dove, baby, sweet thing, unprotected sex, please wrap before you tap, big dick!yunho, kind of a size kink? If you squint, also kind of a hand kink? If you squint again

Taglist: @treasure-hwa @vitrealislux @breezy-simp @bucky-thorin-winchester @scuzmunkie @hoohoohope @knucklesdeepmingi @fairygirl18 @giulianacelestino @craxy-person @sweetsojudreams

Smut under the cut. Minors do not read

You'd been visiting the Enchantress' house every day since Wooyoung had given you her address. You hadn't gone in just yet, too nervous about what would happen if you did. Wooyoung had seemed very nervous in his letter to you and as much as you wanted to know more, if Wooyoung of all people was concerned then that was enough to make you more than wary.

But not today. No today you were throwing all inhibitions out of the window and finally going to knock on the Enchantress' door in the hope of finally getting the answers you were hoping for.

So here you were, ringing the doorbell of the lavender town house where the woman resided. The soft purple was a stark contrast to the stark white of the houses other side of it and you briefly wondered how you'd never noticed any of these houses before. They were very pretty, almost picturesque and you weren't the type of person to miss things, especially not an entire row of town houses. Eric would miss them though...perhaps he was rubbing off on you.

Before you could really delve too deep into how exactly you'd missed a street full of houses for years the soft purple door swung open and you were face to face with the women from the carnival, the enchantress. She hummed softly, looking you over before nodding.

"I was wondering when you would finally pluck up the courage to ring the doorbell little dove."

Your eyes widened "You were?"

"Oh yes. I've been expecting you for weeks little dove. It did take you longer than I expected to summon Wooyoung, but no matter, you're still here." She stepped into the house and motioned for you to enter. You did, looking at her warily.

"You knew about Wooyoung?"

"Of course I did. How do you think Wooyoung got my address? His source works for me little dove, this was all part of the plan."

"And what exactly is the plan?" The Enchantress laughed and led you to her living room. The room was filled with plush lavender couches and deep purple rugs. She motioned for you to sit and you did, folding your hands in your lap. She sat across from you, picking up a tea cup in front of her and taking a sip.

"To get you to come here of course. What is it you wish to know little dove?"

"Why are the boys contracted to you? Why are they contracted to me? How do I get them out of your contract?"

"where to begin? Where to begin?" She hummed softly, delicate fingers tapping the teacup, "I suppose we'll start from your first questions."

You nodded "please."

She tapped the teacup again, nails clicking melodically against the china, before speaking. "You know they're involved with each other yes?"

"Yes, Hongjoong told me when I summoned him."

"Mm. Well did he tell you that they were dating someone else as well?"

You shook your head "he didn't mention that. No."

She laughed. A short, almost pained noise which came from her throat. "Of course he didn't. Not like he ever cared about her."

"...her?"

"My sister. I warned her countless times that she shouldn't get involved with them, they're sex demons for heaven's sake! But that only made her want to be with them more. So she started sneaking out. I knew where she was going, of course. It wasn't difficult to figure out, but she wouldn't listen to me not matter what I told her. And then they broke her heart and I had to fix it."

You frowned, that didn't sound at all like your boys. They weren't trouble at all. Well...yes they were, but not break someone's heart trouble. "Fix it? How? They're demons."

"Yes, fix it. I'm a very powerful woman little dove." She continued speaking, "so I contracted them to me. They were to stay with me until they could find someone who they truly loved because they couldn't seem to love my sister the way she deserved," she laughed "That's why they're contracted to you. The card is used to pick their next...attempt."

"And if they don't fall in love at the end of the contract?"

"Then we start all over again with a new person."

"So..." you began to speak slowly "if they do fall in love?"

"Then I let them go. But it's not that simple, they'll never fall in love."

"But what if they do?" She began to laugh and it made a sinking feeling form in your stomach. "I'm serious. What if they fall in love?"

"Oh I know you're serious little dove which is why I'm laughing. They won't, especially not with you."

You felt your throat tighten up and a lump formed. You weren't going to cry, not in front of her. You knew it was a possibility that they weren't actually in love with you, but all those things they said, they were real...right?

"But what if they do?" Your voice was as level as you could make it even as you felt tears begin to form in the corners of your eyes.

"Then they have to prove it to me. And I'll let them go to be with whoever they're in love with. But you, my little dove, if they're in love with you that is, will forget everything about them. They'll have a clean slate to start over with you."

You felt the tears begin to fall and you wiped them away quickly, standing up. You didn't want to forget them, you couldn't forget them. That was...if they were even in love with you. "Thank you for speaking with me, I need to go now."

The Enchantress smiled and nodded "Of course you do. I will see you again one day little dove."

You nodded and all but sprinted out of her house and back onto the street, into the pouring rain, the droplets mixing with the tears now falling freely down your face.

Because of course it was raining.

~

You'd practically been crying since you got home, now curled up on your bed in your fluffiest pair of pyjamas and the playing card in your hand. You didn't want to talk to Hongjoong or Seonghwa, not wanting to get a lecture and you didn't want to talk to Wooyoung, not being able to face him. But there were other people you could talk to and all you had to do was flip over the card. Yunho would be there for you. He would do anything for you.

"Even fuck away the pain," you whispered. You weren't crying anymore but your emotions were still flying a million miles a minute and you were still sniffling. You closed your eyes and whispered another "Yunho can fuck the pain away," before flipping over the card.

"I was wondering when you were...baby? Are you okay?"

You opened your eyes to see Yunho standing in front of you, eyes filled with concern. You took a deep breath and willed the tears to not start again. "I went and saw her."

Yunho tilted his head and moved closer, cupping your face, "Who baby?"

"The Enchantress. Wooyoung gave me her address, I just wanted to help you guys but she said that you'd broken her sister's heart? And that you didn't know how to love and that's why you were in this contract and that if you could prove that you were in love with someone," you shook your head, "with me then she'd let you go, but I'd forget you guys and you'd have to start again but I don't want to forget you guys..." you grabbed Yunho's hands "that's if you end up falling in love with me."

Yunho smiled softly even with the sadness in his eyes and he thumbed over your cheek. "We're all a little bit in love with you y/n. You should see the way Hongjoong lights up when he talks about you. The way that him and Seonghwa and Yeosang will sit for hours trying to work out how we can be with you for good. How we can get out of the contract. Even if we aren't all the way in love with you, just like you're not all the way in love with us," he kissed the top of your head "we can grow to be."

You nodded "but my memories..."

"You think Wooyoung will ever let you properly forget about him? Absolutely no way baby. He'll do anything to be with you, past memories of him or not. We all will."

"You really care about me that much?"

Yunho smiled and leaned down to kiss you softly, sweetly, like you were the most precious thing in the world. His hands slipped down your fluffy pyjama shirt and pulled you closer to him. When the kiss broke he pressed several small kisses to your face, making you giggle. "We really do care about you that much."

"Yunho," you sighed softly, moving a bit so that his hands slipped onto your bare skin.

"What do you want y/n?"

"Please show me," you whispered softly, "show me how much you care about me."

"Are you sure?" He began to lie you onto your bed, big hands moving further under your pyjama shirt to slip it off, your arms lifting up to let him. "I don't want you to be doing this, just because you think you have to."

"Yunho, I want to," you pressed your lips against his, "Please."

He grinned and kissed you again, fingers trailing over the curve of your breasts and thumbing your nipples gently to make you moan. "As you wish y/n." He whispered against your lips before kissing you again, his big hands making a trail down your body to the waistband of your pyjama pants. You felt goosebumps raise on your skin and you giggled softly against his mouth.

"Tickles Yunho."

"Yeah? That's cute."

You laughed again "I'm supposed to be sexy Yunho."

"You're incredibly sexy y/n," he smiled trailing kisses down your neck, between the valley of your breasts and down your stomach, "gonna be even sexier with my head between your thighs." He snapped his fingers softly to remove both your pyjama pants and his own clothes before moving his head down between your thighs. "You're okay with this?"

"Yes please Yunho, yes!"

He chuckled and blew gently on your pussy lips before diving in. He began with soft kitten licks at your clit before pulling away to spit directly on your pussy. "Yunho!" You gasped and it made him laugh as he slurped up his spit with your juices beginning to lick you again, with even more fever than before. Whatever you were going to scold him for died on your tongue as you dissolved into a mess of gasps and moans, fingers threading through Yunho's hair in a weak attempt to ground yourself. He groaned into your pussy, fingers coming to probe at your entrance.

"Can I open you up for me sweet thing?"

You nodded, gasping out a soft 'yes,' and he immediately slipped two fingers inside of you, scissoring them gently.

"Taste delicious my sweet baby. Gonna feel so good on my cock."

"You think?" You whimpered, arching into Yunho when his fingers curled into you.

"I know," he grinned before going back to his work.

If you didn't know that Yunho was a demon you would definitely have called him one when he pulled away from your pussy right as you were on the edge. You whined in frustration, pouting at Yunho as he hovered over you with a grin on his face. "What was that for? I was right there."

"I know baby," he tapped his cock over your entrance "Want you coming on my cock."

He pushed inside of you and you gasped, eyes rolling back at the feeling. "Fuck Yunho, so big."

"Yeah? You like my big cock filling you up?"

"Yes...yes. Please move. Please please fuck me."

He grinned before beginning to fuck you. Deep and passionate and hard, long, pretty fingers circling over your clit from the get go. Yunho was drinking up the melody of moans and whines you were producing as he fucked you, answering with his own harmony of deep groans and grunts.

"Fuck! Needy pussy just sucking me in. You're going to make me cum soon."

You were already so close from Yunho's edging from before and you hold was clenching sporadically around him. You pulled Yunho into a kiss as you fell over the edge, moaning into his mouth. He fucked you through your orgasm, burying himself deep inside you when he reached his own.

The two of you stayed connected for a while, panting against each other's lips. You smiled softly at Yunho and pecked him. "Thank you Yunho."

"You don't need to thank me y/n. It's my pleasure to be with you, really."

You giggled softly and kissed him again, the both of you gasping once more as Yunho pulled out, his eyes moving to watch the cum drip out of you slowly. "Oh wow," you whispered softly.

"Yeah that's hot," Yunho looked so serious and it made you both dissolve into laughter. "It is! Don't laugh at me y/n!"

"I'm not laughing Yunho, I promise."

"Good, want me to clean you up?"

You nodded "Yes please."

"And then..." he began slowly, kissing your head "We can talk to the others about your outing today."

You winced "Do we have to?"

"You know the answer to that y/n."

Yunho was right. You did know the answer to that.

You needed to talk to them.

A/n: Aaahhh I'm so sorry this is late but here is the next chapter of pick a card!!! Thank you so much for being so patient with me and my crazy schedule and I hope this meets your expectations, even if it is a little more plot heavy than some of the other chapters. Let me know what you think through asks and replies and if you'd like to be added to the taglist!

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The Spade-Choi Jongho

[Demon!Choi Jongho x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: smut, sex demon!Jongho, dom-ish!Jongho, sub!reader, semi-public sex (they’re in a park but in a secluded garden), Jongho calls the reader ‘my dear,’ and 'my angel,’ oral (fem recieving, unprotected sex, please wrap it before you tap it

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A/n: It’s finally here!!! Thank you all for your patience with me and my schedule. This doesn’t really add much to the story plot wise but Jongho deserves a sweet and sexy story so much that I think it works well in this! Please don’t forget to let me know what you think! All feedback is appreciated.

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