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  𝙰𝙿𝙾𝙲𝙰𝙻𝚈𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙲 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳

         MR. JANSON '10'

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The sound of gun firing wake you all up with jin’s hands still in yours the guards assure everyone inside the guards shoot down the what you could hear and see understand is people who affected by the flare.

Once you all made inside the building the door closes, there people inside walking around guns strapped and working.

You’re all then pushed into a room making everyone yell in protest the room id dark and the door closed behind you.

Someone latch on to you “hey whoever is touch me back off” their arms wrapping around your waist, head on your shoulders.

“it’s your jimin” a giggle soon coming from him when he feels your hands on top his.

Seokjin sigh “jimin leave the girl alone. HEY! who kicked me? who was it?”

Taehyung wince “sorry I thought you’re jimin”

“Wait! do you guys’ smell that??” yoongi asks

“it’s the sweat and tears” hoseok answers

Yoongi sniffs again “no its something sweet…. Like food”

Theo who stumbling around finds the switch and turning on his mouth falls open at the variety of food on long table.

Your stomach grumble when you see the food, you push jimin away making him give you offended look when you directly make your way towards the food the boys also run towards the food devouring everything, they get their hands on.

The feasting ends with an ultimate food fight with jin screaming at everyone who throw the foods yoongi had pocketed few tangerines sneakily.

Now you all lay down or sitting down “the thing, the creatures back there is the people who affected by the virus isn’t it?” jimin asks

“The women ava, called them cranks. The flare is the virus what caused them to be like this. She experiments on us to find a cure” Theo explains

Your jaw clenches “maybe as scientist her method is right but it’s wrong to experimenting on immune kids”

“Scientist scares me” jimin said shivering.

“People without morals” yoongi adds

“The name is fitting. wicked” hoseok join in.

The door opens and a man came up with a smile on his face “you guys doing alright? Sorry about all that fuss. We had ourself a bit of swarm.” He is an older looking guy wearing turtle neck paired with jacket.

“Who are you?” yoongi asks

The guys still have smile on his face despite yoongi cold demeaner “I’m the reason you’re all alive. It’s my intention to keep you that way. Now come with me. We’ll get you kids squared away.”

Yoongi and hoseok take the lead as the rest of you follow them, jimin and taehyung on each side.

“You can call me Mr. Janson. I run this place. For us it is a sanctuary, safe from the horrors of the outside world. You all should think of it as a way station. Kind if home between homes.”

“That mean you’re taking us home?” hoseok asks

 “A home of sorts.” He turns to glance back before continuing “sadly there wouldn’t much left of whatever you came from. But we do have a place for you. A refuge, outside the scorch, where WICKED will never find you again. How does that sound?”

The guys exchange a wary look suspicious of the guy “why are you helping us?” yoongi question the man.

“Let just say the world out there is in rather precarious situation. We’re all hanging on by a very thin thread. The fact that you kids can survive the flare virus makes you the best chance of humanity’s continued survival. Unfortunately, it also makes you a target, as no doubt by now you’re noticed. Behind this door lies the beginning of your new lives. First thing first let’s do something about that smell”

He door that he had opened stretched out into that of a similar hallway making you hesitant.

After shower you were given new clothes and taken to a lab, they had hoseok run in treadmill while checking his heart rate Mr. Janson had taken Theo to have a talk.

 All of their blood was collected, yoongi and jin plainly refused to get anything else checked or done to their body. Jimin sits beside you in the bed chatting up. A few smiles he was able to get from you.

“I don’t like this” yoongi starts his voice low only jin could hear him.

“Yeah. But we don’t have choice” jin sighs

“Yeah, we do. We can get out here” taehyung voice chime in hoseok just behind him.

“You saw what is out there. We can’t go out without their help”

Hoseok crosses his arms frowning at jin words “Yes, we can. All we need some guns and food. We can maybe ask them or steal form them”

“I know, you guys feel like you can’t trust someone but we don’t have a choice in this one” jin softly said.

Yoongi shakes his head “why didn’t they come to the glade though, they had armor and everything need fight the griever they could have saved all of us, they could have saved…Namjoon…jungkook. “

A heavy silence falls over them, no one says anything the silence was broken when jimin come in “you guys alright?”

“Yeah, why are you alone? Where is she?” jin is the first one to speak up.

“A lady doc came in, and she kicked me out, so she can check on her.” he answers. They see the doctor draw the curtains and your figure hidden behind it from their view.

“Hey, guys come along with me” A new voice said from behind them.

You doctor is getting done with your examination when Janson came in with apologetic face.

“May I speak a word with her? it won’t take too long” he said looking at the doc she nods and step out the space.

“I’m sorry for interpreting. But I was hoping we wight get a moment to chat in private, before you can be with your friends again.”

You say nothing allowing him to continue “what do you remember about WICKED? You’re not in trouble. We’re just having conversation. I’m just trying to understand”

 “Understand what?”

“Whose side are you on?”

Looking upwards you sit little straight “I remember I used to work for WICKED. I don’t know why I even work with them. I remember that they sent me into the maze. I remember watching the boys die in front of me, I couldn’t even help them in any way. I’m on their side, I am with them”

Janson mind drift to plan B when you concluded your words with firm voice eyes intensely staring at him.

“Do you remember anything else anyone else?” the question was strange in some way making you frown.

“Theo, I only remember him. We used to work with the WICKED”

“Interesting, you say you work for WICKED, but they sent you into the maze. Why would they send you?’.”

“I don’t know. maybe you should’ve asked them before you killed them all.”

He lips curls up in smile “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind. Enjoy the rest of your stay.”

When Janson steps out, he sends a knowing look to the doctor she nods in understanding. The women step in with a smile “alright one last shot and you’re out of here”

“I thought we’re done. What is this for?” under your watch full eyes you see her getting a needle and unlabeled vial from the closed tray.

“it’s just a shot to keep your hormones balance, after that you can join them” she said with smile ready to inject.

The hesitation lingers but you let her insert the needle into your arms.

The boys wait for you to come back while chatting with the other boys its crazy to think that they were not the only maze and you are not the only girl to exist.

 But yoongi is disturbed to say the least, if the guys saved the other maze why didn’t they come to save them. they could have saved everyone in their maze when they killed the wicked.

Yoongi does not trust the man at all, something about the Janson guy screams evil.

“Good evening gentlemen, ladies” speak of the devil, yoongi eyes narrowed at male who just entered.

“You all know how this works, if you hear your name called, please rise in an orderly fashion, join my colleagues behind me where they will escort you to the eastern wing. Your new lives are about to begin.”

 With a scattered applause they smile at Jason’s words, one by one the names get called.

“Don’t get discouraged. If I could take more, I would. there’s always tomorrow. Your time will come.” Janson closes the clipboard and starts to stride out.

“Where are they going?” hoseok voices.

“Far from here.” The boy said with a sad face and turns around “lucky bastards “

“Some kind of farm. A safe place. They can only take in couple of people at the time.

Jimin glancing around waiting for you frowns when he you don’t show up, but something else catch his eyes.

He says your name out loud making the boys at the table turns to them, “isn’t that the doctor who checking her? where is she now?”

the boys see the doctor walking with tow guards and also looking down few times as if she is checking something.

They stood up quickly, yoongi treads faster calling the doctor while jimin yells your name asking where you are.

They were stopped before they could get out.

“We just wanna ask about our friend” seokjin calmly declared.

“Your friend is fine; she is properly being taken care of off” the guard answered.

“Is she okey?” jimin asks worriedly while yoongi glare at the man suspecting something. 

“She is fine.” yoongi says but he doesn't believe it himself for some reason.

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Janson enters the room with an iPad and he is welcomed with enraged eyes shooting death glare at the man, Janson smug smile irritating as always.

“How are you feeling now…

 Namjoon?”

Namjoon who is now sitting in a cell with a surgical knife in his hand covered in blood beside him lay dead body of guards and the doctors.

“Oh, you know just thinking about how I should kill you” he grins darkly.

When he got taken by the griever, he thought that was his end, but it wasn’t. he was straight delivered to the WICKED. they had transferred him because of Ava Paige decision as they realized you and the other might escape the maze rather soon. And they were right you all did.

Then it was decided that Namjoon will memory would be erased and then he would send back to maze again. He waited and pretended to be weak, helpless until he was nursed to his health. When the day process came, he let his pent-up anger lose resulting in bloody massacre, he knows that he’s valuable that they can’t shot him an advantage that he used to survive but he also knows that he can’t keep this act for long as well.

“Well, sorry to disappoint you but that not going to happen any soon. What is going to happen is that you would come with me, and we will send you back to the maze”

Namjoon scoff “what makes you think that, I would listen to you” 

“Because we have her” Janson flips the iPad and Namjoon heart drop to his stomach when she sees you laying on the bed with iv attached. “Well not just her, we have everyone here” he swipes the screen and see yoongi, jimin, taehyung, hoseok and seokjin and other Gladers walking in line with a guard showing them a way to their room.

Jungkook?

“Oh, you must be confused about jungkook. Well, he got shot”

What? how did that happened? He’s lying. All they do is lie.

Namjoon feels like he’s about cry at same time he’s going to murder someone his train of thought cut off when Janson speak again.

“He was dead practically but we were able to save his life. Right now, he’s in the same room as her”

Namjoon finally breathes out a relief breathe, his legs feel shakey hands too. The heart beating out of his chest slowing ever so slightly nonetheless he calms down a bit.

“Throw the weapon away, and cooperate we will let you see her. you know Ava wants her back this might your last chance.” With that Janson slowly step out the room.

Namjoon, know he doesn’t have any other choice, he lets the bloody surgical knife fall and with Shakey legs he steps out and when he steps out, he sees Janson with guards and the lady doc that he tried to kill when she was trying to wipe his memories. the women hands grip her coat when she sees his hatred glare.

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“I could get used to this” Winston said laying on comfy bed.

Yoongi frown sitting down at the bed the sound of locking doors unsettles him further. When the time to sleep yoongi lies awake unable to shut his eyes and mind.

The rattling sounds making him sit up looking around a whisper from under reach his ears

“Down here.” Looking under the bed yoongi see a boy the only they talked about Harris crawling in the vent. “Come on follow me.”

“What?” he whispers with his eyebrow raised in confusion when he gets no answer, he follows him down the vent.

“Hurry this way. Come on”

“Wait a second. what the hell are we doing” yoongi hiss.

“Come on, we’re gonna miss it.”

Yoongi finally catches up to Aris and sees him look down through the opening of the vent he motions yoongi to come closer “watch”

After a few seconds yoongi hears footsteps and the doctor who had been taking care of you come into his vision with a medical carrier rolling behind her. she swipes the ID and open the door to a room yoongi watches various carrier rolled into the room.

“What the hell was that?”

“They bring in new ones every night like clockwork”

“You know what they do with them?” yoongi asks him with dread filling his mind

“I don’t know. this is as far as I’ve ever gotten. The vents don’t even go into the section. But once they go through that door, they don’t come back out.” Aris hesitate for a moment “ I don’t think anybody ever leaves this place come on. We’ve gotta go before somebody notice we are gone.”

“Why did you show me this?” yoongi asks the lingering question before they depart.

“Because maybe the others will listen to you. there is something weird going around here. And I know you think so too “Aris answer yoongi look down the vent again Aris bites his lips thinking whether he tell him what he saw “And your friend the girl, she not in her room, I crawl past their section but she’s known where to be found”

Yoongi eyes widen in fear and confusion “what do you mean?”

“I think she might be somewhere like this” Aris meekly said seeing the males glare even though he knows it’s not directed at him but your situation.

Aris turns and crawl back yoongi break out of his trance “what your name?”

“Aris” with that Aris leave quickly leaving yoongi with a storm in his mind.

Yoongi returns back to his bed successfully without waking anyone up, laying in his bed his mind race with questions. Where are you? what is going on here exactly? Were you hurt? Did they do something to you. yoongi think he should keep the new your current unknow situation to him if he tells that his it would only end in chaos nothing good will come out of it. he should think smartly about what he should do next.  

On the next day its again the time Janson calling out the selected boys and girls names, yoongi eyes fixed on the male with fiercely. The group was sitting silent unknown to what going on yoongi’s mind, everyone was startled when he gets fast pacing after Janson and the people, they watch yoongi nonchalantly try to blend in behind the called people but is stopped by the guard.

“Hang on. You weren’t called.”

“I know, I’m just gonna be a second” he tries to move but again was pushed a little away by the guard.

“This is a restricted area, kid.”  Behind the boys get up and walk towards yoongi when they see him get pushed around by the guards. 

“I just wanna see my friend. Can you let me through?”

The guard jab a finger against his chest “get your ass back in that chair” yoongi turns and see his friends just few steps away he quickly turns and try to run past the guard. They push him hard making yoongi angered he push the guard back yelling.

“Why won’t you let me see her?” the boys gather around yoongi holding him back just then Janson comes running.

“Yoongi, I thought we could trust each other.” Janson put his hands on yoongi shoulder “you know we’re all on the same team here”

“Are we?”

Janson lips pressed into thin line not liking the way yoongi eyes started down at him “get them to their bung”

The guard pushed them into their bung seokjin turns to yoongi “what the hell yoongi! Are you out of your mind?” jin hands wildly move as he speaks.

“Did you think they are gonna let you through?” hoseok asks crossing his arms

Yoongi shakes his head taking out the ID “Nah, of course I didn’t”

“What is going on?” jimin asks

“I don’t know but I’m going to find out be prepared for anything” the boys share confused glance “I need you guys to trust me on this, okey. Please you have to trust me”

Taehyung nod first “We do” he glances among his friends, and they slowly nod making yoongi sigh in relief.

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Epilogue

3 Years Later:

“Please Y/N, please! I can’t do it! I’m scared.” Kat begged, giving me her best set of desperate puppy eyes.

I locked the front door to the store. The day finally having ended, thank goodness. It’s funny how a day can literally drag by when you have to listen to your coworker whine for most of it.

“Kat, you’re literally the most fearless woman I know, and this scares you?” I scoffed in disbelief, flipping the open sign to closed.

A deep chuckle had both of us turning to look at Jungkook. Just as handsome as ever in a pair of black jeans and white tank top with an opened lavender button up. Only difference is that his hair was no longer long. Most of it anyway. The hair on the top half of his undercut was still relatively shaggy. But not long enough that he needed to style it all the time. Couple that with the lip ring he decided he needed on a whim and the man was a walking panty dropper. In fact, the whole look made him appear edgier and I couldn’t help but notice that since he did it we’ve had a pretty significant increase in a younger clientele walking through the doors to my shop.

As if that wasn’t enough, on days that Namjoon or Hoseok swung by, women nearly swooned. Some even hung around for hours just to see if any one of my husbands would show up. Not that most people knew the three of them were mine. I think some assumed Jungkook was if any of them, although I was technically only legally married to Yoongi. But they all considered themselves married to me. Common law marriage is what Namjoon jokingly called it one time and the younger two never let it go. No matter how much Namjoon explained it wasn’t really a thing. Regardless, two years married, and I still basked in post-marital bliss.

Especially in times when I see other women ogle them and I get a twisted sense of pride knowing they were mine. Kat liked to call me inwardly evil because of it, but I just called it love.

“You still haven’t taken the test yet?” Kook asked, raising an eyebrow.

He was carrying several empty boxes that I planned on saving for Jimin’s next order. Stashing them neatly next to the ‘to be shipped’ shelf behind the counter.

“No. I haven’t. And my bladder is literally about to burst.” She huffed looking at me, eyes narrowed.

“I am not holding a pregnancy test for you while you pee on it.” I told her firmly.

Sometimes, you gotta draw a line in a friendship. And having my best friend come very close to peeing on my hand is where I’m drawing mine.

“Then can you at least take one with me?” She cried exasperatedly. “It’ll feel like less pressure on me.”

I snatched the little box out of her hands. Ripping it open before pulling out one of the sticks.

“Fine. I’ll go first.” I huffed, wanting to get past the incessant begging.

Both she and Jungkook watched me walk away. Behind me, I could hear Kat fishing through the box for the other test before running after me.

“Do you need help? Want me to hold the-“

“No.” I told her, closing the bathroom door behind me.

I could faintly hear Jungkook laughing on the other side. Their conversation muffled as I pulled my pants down and plopped on the toilet seat. I did it quickly, hoping the sooner I got it over with, the sooner Kat got it over with and we could see once and for all. She and Jackson had been trying for the past several months with a little bit of difficulty. The longer she went without being pregnant, the more nervous she became thinking that maybe there was an issue on her end. I could understand her anxiety and I would have felt bad for her, if I wasn’t already sure she was pregnant. The bloating, fatigue, heartburn, and constant in and out of the bathroom kind of gave her away.

I looked into the mirror as I washed my hands, noting the exhaustion in my own features. I yawned, ready to go home and cuddle with one of my husbands. Preferably Jimin. I’ve been really craving his company as of late, much to the displeasure of the others, but Jimin didn’t complain in the slightest. Leaving the test on the counter, I exited. Jungkook leaned against the nearest wall, trying to calm Kat down by engaging her in conversation. Which had been working, until she saw me.

“Done?” She asked meekly.

I held the door open for her. “It’s all yours.”

She sighed, walking in and closing the door behind her. Once she was inside, I turned to Kook, not missing the wide grin on his face as he pushed himself off the wall.

“You look tired bunny.”

“I am. Today has felt longer than usual.” I hummed, stepping into his arms as he opened them. “I just want to go home and sleep.”

“I think Jin told me he would be late tonight, so we can always pick up dinner on the way home.”

“That would be nice.”

“Planning on staying with Jimin again?” He teased.

“I… thought about it.”

The door opening behind us, followed by Kat rushing out and slamming the door behind her had us stumbling back.

“Kat, what in the wor-“

“Let’s not look until tomorrow.”

“What? Why?”

“Because they have to sit for a while anyway, right? We can just check them in the morning.”

I looked at her bewildered. “Yeah, they sit for like, 15 minutes or something. Not 10 hours.”

“I’m just too scared to look.”

The sadness in her expression made me frown. Kat was always the positive one. To have her look so depressed like this meant that this whole pregnancy thing was really weighing her down. I pulled away from Kook. Grasping Kat’s shoulders before pulling her into a tight hug.

“Hey. Don’t worry too much, alright? No matter what it says, we’ll figure it out.”

She nodded, slumping over on my shoulder and letting me hold her for a while.

“If it’ll make you feel better, I can look at them for you?” Jungkook offered, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

She nodded weakly. Not even looking at him as he slipped past us and into the bathroom.

“Is Jackson picking you up?”

“Yeah. Really he should be here any minute.”

A loud clatter came from the bathroom. Kat and I both turning around in concern until Jungkook came barreling through the door.

“Kat, did you pee on both of these?” He asked breathlessly, doe eyes huge as he looked at her.

“What? No. I only did the one.”

The back door opened, Jackson walking in with a huge smile on his face until he took in the scene. My arms still around Kat while Jungkook looked like he was about to combust.

“They’re both positive.” He whispered, looking down at the two tests in disbelief.

“What?” Kat and I said at the same time, moving closer to look for ourselves.

He was right. The two tests read the same result. Positive. Pregnant. Kat squealed in excitement, Jackson barely having time to prepare himself before she launched herself into his arms. Meanwhile, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I was lost in a haze of disbelief myself, unable to tear my eyes away from the tests Jungkook was still holding.

“Y/N? Hey, Y/N. Look at me.”

Kook set the tests aside, hands cupping my face as he lifted my eyes to his.

“You okay?” He asked worriedly.

“That- There has to be a mistake. Kookie there’s no- I can’t be-“

“Hey, shh. Calm down.” He crooned softly, pulling me into him and threading his fingers through my hair. “It’s okay.”

“I still have my IUD. I can’t be pregnant.” I murmured in disbelief.

Another set of much smaller hands rubbed my shoulders.

“When was the last time you had it checked?” Kat asked me calmly. Almost as if she was afraid I’d freak out if she spoke any differently. Oh how the table have turned.

“Not since I had it put in.”

“Okay. And when did you have it put in?”

I dropped my head. Fuck. Years ago. I couldn’t even remember honestly.

“A… while ago.”

“That’s fine.” Jungkook reassured me. “We can go to the doctor and find out for sure, alright? No need to worry just yet.”

I nodded weakly. Having him here did ease my anxiety a bit. It was much better than being by myself.

“I’m sorry I ruined your moment.” I apologized to Kat, feeling even worse knowing it was a happy revelation for the two of them.

Kat smiled softly, pulling me into a hug of her own while Jackson just gave me a sympathetic smile.

“You didn’t ruin anything. Whatever the results say, I’m here for you, okay?”

“Okay.”

I let her and Jackson walk out first. Both ecstatic at the prospect of her pregnancy. Meanwhile, I was still swimming in a pool of doubt and anxiety. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be pregnant, more like, it was unexpected. I hadn’t planned on having children for a while still and when I did, I expected to be trying. Not for it to be a result of my carelessness. I groaned tiredly, my exhaustion slamming into me full force.

“Let’s go home and I’ll find Jimin for you.” Jungkook said playfully.

He had grabbed my bag and shut off the lights while I’d been distracted. His hand settling on my lower back to guide me to the rear entrance where he usually parks behind the building.

“Can I just stay with you tonight?”

He smiled, his endearing freckle on full display as he leaned over to kiss my head.

“I would never say no to that.”

The next few days are tense to say the least. I was practically glued to Kook, him no better as he stuck close to me. Hardly leaving my side for more than an hour. I had made a doctor’s appointment, Kookie promising he’d go with me which I was incredibly grateful for. It was weird not confiding in the other guys about it. But I wanted to be sure. I didn’t want to incite panic when the test could have been a false positive. Jungkook was my saving grace. Having at least one of them in the loop about what was happening meant I had at least one person I could talk to about it.

Especially someone more central to the potential of the situation. Kat was wonderful. She’s been super supportive even with her own thing going on. But Kook was my pillar. I found a lot of comfort in having him near and he didn’t push me to talk about it, or to talk to the others about it. He understood my reluctance and knew I wanted to be absolutely sure first. That didn’t mean it was easy. I went from constantly craving Jimin’s attention to being Jungkook’s shadow.

As if the bounce between the two wasn’t suspicious enough, I was beginning to exhibit early pregnancy symptoms. Whether that was because I was pregnant or the possibility that I could be gave me phantom signs remained to be seen. Or maybe I was just in denial. All the signs I had originally noticed in Kat seemed to pop up in quick succession in me. The fatigue, which I’d been feeling a lot of even before taking the test, I wrote off quickly. Assuming it was just how busy I’d been at the shop lately. But then I noticed the bloating and wicked random bouts of heartburn.

Just feeling icky in general. Which made me seem even more suspicious. Spending all my time with Kook meant I could skirt the advances of the others. Especially Taehyung and Jimin. The two probably had the highest sex drives out of the bunch and now that I wasn’t putting out with the way I’d go into a panic any time they tried putting me in the mood, they knew something was up. Jungkook caught on and was quick to thwart their advances. But they weren’t dumb by any means. I knew they knew what he was doing. I started going to bed earlier and waking up later.

Hoseok hadn’t been able to drive me to work like he usually does because by the time he needed to leave, I wasn’t even out of bed yet. So, I ended up riding in with Jungkook. But I could tell, it was weighing on Hobi. Not just him, but everyone asked me all the time if I was okay. Not having any other way to explain, I just said that I was. Needless to say, by the time my appointment day rolled around, I was ready for it. Not being able to talk to them was killing me. And I hated the rift that was slowly growing between me and the others.

I dragged myself out of bed late this morning with Kook’s help. Jin was in the kitchen making brunch and he thought it would be a good idea to get some food down before we left for the doctors. Reluctantly, I forced myself out of bed and dressed, my movements sluggish like they have been for a while. I padded out of the bedroom, limbs heavy and eyelids even heavier as I tried to wake myself up.

“There she is.” Jin said, uncharacteristically cheery, even for him. “Good morning love. Hope you’re hungry.”

Not really. Just the smell of whatever he was cooking had my stomach rolling. Yet another thing that showed just how off I really was. Normally, I was obsessed with Jin’s cooking. Never being able to have enough of it. But the past few days I’ve mostly just pushed it around on my plate. Taking enough bites to satisfy him, but never fully finishing a meal. I pushed back the nausea, taking a seat at the dining table hoping that the smell would be less potent the further I sat from where he was cooking.

“Good morning hyung.” Jungkook greeted Jin as he walked by.

He plopped down at the table. Sitting across from me with watchful eyes.

“You okay?” He mouthed, not wanting to draw Jin’s attention.

I shrugged, putting my elbow on the table before dropping my chin onto my palm. Really, I just wanted to go back to bed. I felt someone else walk up behind me before kissing the top of my head.

“Smells good. What’s on the menu?” Yoongi asked, voice laced with sleep much like mine probably would be if I felt like talking.

“Omelets. I figured they’d be quick and easy. Plus, we needed to use the rest of the eggs before they expired.”

Eggs. My gut clenched and the nausea returned with a vengeance. I whimpered, slapping a hand over my mouth before launching myself from the table. My chair smacking into Yoongi making him grunt as I bolted across the house. In my sprint to the nearest bathroom, I ran into Namjoon, catching him off guard as I shoved him aside. He stumbled into the wall, and I would probably feel bad about it later, but as of this moment, I was painting the toilet with my insides. I heaved over the bowl, feeling even worse when Namjoon composed himself, quickly following me into the bathroom to hold my hair away from my face.

“I’m sorry.” I cried, taking deep breaths trying to stave off the next wave of nausea.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.” Namjoon cooed, squatting behind me to rub my back.

“Something’s wrong.” Yoongi sighed heavily behind us. “I’m making you an appointment.”

“No! Uh, don’t worry about it, hyung. We already have one. In fact, we’ll leave for it in about an hour.” Jungkook rushed the words out as Yoongi pulled out his phone.

“Excellent. Then I’m going with you.” Jin told him, leaving no room for argument.

“But-“

“I’m not asking.” Jin said sternly. “I’ll go get ready and meet you in the living room.”

I groaned, leaning away from the toilet and into Namjoon’s arms as he opened them to welcome me. He handed me a washcloth that I used to wipe my mouth before settling into him feeling even more tired if that were possible. Yoongi looked down at the two of us worriedly.

“You okay doll? Do you feel like you’ll be sick again?”

I shook my head. “Just tired.”

“Well let’s get you off the floor then.”

He offered me his hand, helping me up and handing me my toothbrush. I quickly brushed my teeth, feeling better without the nasty aftertaste of vomit before letting him and Namjoon lead me into the living area to wait for Jin. I was more than content letting Joon hold me. Yoongi took it upon himself to finish the meal Jin had started before I interrupted. Jungkook grabbed my bag and phone. Setting my shoes out for me when we were ready too before slipping his own on. Jin was ready in record time. Not even bothering to slick his hair back like he usually would for work, leaving it to cover his forehead and hang in his eyes. Or glasses in this case seeing as he didn’t bother to take those off.

“I’ll drive. Let’s go.”

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the little picture the doctor had given me from my ultrasound. It was true. He confirmed my pregnancy and took my IUD out after making sure everything was fine. Jungkook and Jin waited outside during my appointment. Not because they had to, but because I asked them to. Jin wasn’t happy, but Jungkook was able to convince him to let me be. I needed time to process this before I broke the news to everyone else. I had a lot of mixed emotions. Worry, anxiety, excitement, happiness. The culmination of it all swirled within me making it harder for me pinpoint exactly what I was feeling. After giving me the photo I had asked for, the doctor congratulated me and said he would give me a few moments before sending Jin and Jungkook in. How long that was exactly, I wasn’t sure. I physically could not look away from the picture. The little bitty bean that was supposed to be our baby. A light knock on the door pulled my attention away from it long enough to answer it.

“Can we come in?” Jin asked hesitantly, poking his head around the door to see me nod.

He entered first, Jungkook right behind him as he skirt his way around the older man to come to my side.

“What did he say?” He asked excitedly.

Seeing him this way eased the tension that had built when I was alone. My burden lessened and I smiled. Finally feeling the overwhelming happiness that I was sure most newly found out mothers-to-be felt.

“Right around seven weeks.” I told him, holding up the picture for him to see.

He took it, expression glowing as he looked down at it before excitedly turning to Jin.

“Hyung, look! This is our baby!” He gushed.

Jin froze. Staring down at the photo Jungkook held before slowly looking up at me.

“You’re pregnant?”

I nodded, a little caught off guard at his reaction. He looked like he didn’t know what to do. His eyes flickering between the picture before settling back on me.

“Jin? You alright?”

“This is real? You’re not joking right?”

I fought to keep from laughing. And I thought I was in denial.

“I’m pretty sure the doctor wouldn’t hand me a fake ultrasound photo.”

He melted to the floor. His knees giving out from under him causing Jungkook to stop his gushing long enough to catch him before he hurt himself. I jumped off the exam table, grabbing ahold of his arm.

“Are you okay?” I asked worriedly. “Jin.” I called to him when he didn’t respond.

“Hyung, you’re freaking us out.” Kook told him, shaking his shoulder.

Jin’s arms came around my waist. Dragging me to the floor with him as he buried his face into my neck and started crying. I froze in surprise. My eyes quickly finding Kook’s who looked just as taken aback as me. I carefully wrapped my arms around him, hoping it provided just a sliver of the comfort he needed.

“This is why you’ve been avoiding us?”

I sighed, not realizing just how much my actions the past few days had been hurting them. Hurting him. I squeezed him tighter, laying my cheek on his head.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you all worry. I just wanted to go to the doctor to know for sure before I made a big deal about it.”

“Y/N, this is huge. Even if you weren’t sure, you should have come to us about it. We could have helped. Could have made you feel better. I wouldn’t have been cooking things you wouldn’t eat-“ He stopped himself, pulling away to look me in the eye. “This is why you haven’t been eating, right? Do you not like my cooking? I can have Yoongi-“

I laughed, shushing him before wiping away the tears running down his cheeks and fixing his glasses.

“Jin, I love your cooking. Eggs just don’t agree with me right now.”

He nodded vigorously. “Okay, no problem. Eggs are off the menu from now on. Anything else? What about cravings? Is there something you want? We can make a quick trip to the store-“

“Jin.” I hushed him again, my heart swelling in adoration. “We can worry about that later. Right now, I think we have news to break to everyone else, agreed?”

“Yeah. You’re right. Let’s go home.”

The ride home was a lot less tense than the ride to the appointment. Jungkook still held the picture, cooing over it every few seconds until Jin would stop at a light and ask to see it too. It wasn’t hard to tell that they were both beyond smitten already. Fact proven even further when Jin asked if I would stay with him tonight. His reasoning being that he wanted to be the second to indirectly hold his baby considering I’d spent the last few nights with Kook. I didn’t want to break his heart by telling him he technically wasn’t second either seeing as I was seven weeks along and I had bed hopped occasionally.

Like I said, I wouldn’t be the one to burst his bubble. I agreed, much to Kook’s displeasure until Jin pretty much scolded him for being so selfish with my time. Up until I came to Kookie’s defense and told him that it was my fault more than Jungkook’s and Jin retaliated with how I couldn’t be blamed for anything with my pregnancy hormones driving my actions. Which was an interesting fact to know and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t thinking about just how much I could get away with. Enough to distract me from thinking about how I was going to break this news to everyone else. Until we got home, and the door swung open to reveal a frazzled Hoseok.

“Are you okay? Yoongi said you went to the doctor. Is everything fine?” He fired off, tugging me inside and flicking his gaze between me and the other two.

“I’m okay Hobi. I promise.”

“What did the doctor say?” Yoongi asked, walking out of the kitchen and wiping his hands on a kitchen towel.

“She may still be a little sick from here on out. We’ll just have to help her through it.” Jin shrugged, getting a kick out of the way Hobi’s form visibly deflated.

“What? You said you were okay!” He cried, on the verge of tears as he looked down at me.

“I am okay.” I reassured him, giving Jin an evil look as Hoseok helicoptered.

“Here.” Jungkook intervened, handing Hoseok the ultrasound photo.

Hobi took it, looking confused momentarily before his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

“You’re pregnant!?” He screamed, lunging at me and nearly smothering me with how tightly he grabbed on.

Behind him, Yoongi dropped the kitchen towel. Frozen solid as he looked between me and Jin as if waiting for someone to tell him differently.

“Maybe, we should move this to the living room and gather everyone, so I only have to deliver the news once?”

“What news?” Taehyung asked, emerging from the back hallway.

Jimin was right behind him. Silver locks a messy mop on his head, eyes half lidded as he shuffled across the room. Sleep obvious in his voice as he glared at Hoseok.

“Nobody can sleep with you screaming like that.” He grumbled.

Before I could ask everyone to take a seat, Hobi sprinted across the room. Grabbing ahold of Tae tightly before shoving the picture in his face.

“Or not…” I sighed to myself.

Jin and Jungkook were laughing behind me. The younger of the two running across the room to look at the photo again as Hoseok held it up for Taehyung. My gaze wandered back to Yoongi who hadn’t moved from his spot. I approached slowly, picking the towel up off the floor.

“You’re not going to collapse into tears too, are you?” I asked warily.

He blinked a couple of times before focusing in on my face.

“Someone cried?”

“Jin.” I smirked, amused.

“I- ah, no. I don’t think so.” He shook his head, gaze dropping to my stomach. “Are you serious? You’re really…”

I nodded, smile widening. “About seven weeks.”

A rush of air left him on an exhale. Pushing aside the kitchen towel I held out to him to wrap his arms around me. I soaked in his comfort. Elated to know that the excitement between all of us was mutual. Despite it being unexpected, we were happy, nonetheless. Our moment was short-lived however, when another body engulfed us. My squeak of surprised followed by Yoongi’s objections before he eventually was able to wiggle out of the hold. The bouncy voluminous black curls gave him away immediately as they tickled my face.

“For real!? It finally worked!?” Taehyung shouted.

“What do you mean ‘it finally worked’? Have you been trying?” I laughed in disbelief, pulling my arms out of his hug to push his curls out of mine and his faces.

“I’m always trying.” He admitted, raining kisses on me.

“Holy fuck.”

The voice pulled me out of Taehyung’s cloud of bliss. Peeking over his shoulder to see Jimin seated on the sofa, ultrasound picture in hand and more than awake now.

“Do you see it?” Jungkook cooed, pointing as if Jimin was suddenly blind. “It’s so tiny. Like a little jellybean.”

“Holy fuck.” Jimin repeated.

“Yeah, you said that.” Hoseok looked at him bewildered.

“Holy fu-“

“Jimin! Anything else could come to mind right about now!” Jin scolded him.

“Why is everyone shouting?” Namjoon questioned, finally pulling himself out of, what we lovingly had dubbed his office as, the cave. “You’re back. How did the appointment go?”

“We’re going to be dads! Can you believe it!” Taehyung yelled, running over to snatch the photo from Jimin to show Namjoon. “Look how cute!”

“Tae, it’s nothing more than a peanut right now.” I giggled. “I’m not sure cute can qualify.”

“Nonsense. He’s ours. He can be a cute peanut.” Jungkook grinned, moving around the room again to look at the picture.

It wouldn’t surprise me if it permanently ended up in his room at some point. Yoongi wrapped an arm around me, moving us into the shared living space before Jungkook’s words resonated.

“Wait. He?”

“Yeah. I think it’ll be a boy.” Jungkook shrugged as if he was already certain.

Before I could question him on that, Tae beat me to it.

“It’s a girl.” Taehyung said matter-of-factly with a nod saying there would be no objection.

“What? How would you know that?” Jungkook asked.

“Because it’s mine. Of course I’d know.”

A laugh bubbled out of me unexpectedly. Everyone turning to me at the loud outburst before turning back to Tae confused.

“What makes you think it’s yours?” Jimin’s voice was on the verge of annoyed as he pinned a hard glare at him. “It could be any of ours.”

“Because I made sure I stuffed her every time we had sex, that’s what makes me know it’s mine.”

“What? And you think the rest of us didn’t do the same thing?” Jin’s arms crossed at the same time one leg swung over the other and an eyebrow lifted.

“Okay, then you can call it a father’s intuition.”

“You’re so full of shit.” Namjoon chuckled, shoving Taehyung aside to get to me. “So, this was what was responsible for this morning?”

I smiled sheepishly, looping my arms around his neck once he was within reaching distance.

“Uh, surprise?”

He hummed, leaning down to kiss me softly. I let the bickering in the background fade away as I fell into Joon. His presence larger than life and one I let myself get lost in.

“Best surprise ever.” He whispered against my lips, leaning in again.

“Yah!” Jin yelled, physically forcing Jungkook and Taehyung apart. “We’ve got nine months before anyone finds out anything and I’m not going to sit here and listen to the two of you argue you about it for that long.”

“Exactly!” Jimin chimed in. “Especially when we all know that it’s mine.”

“What!?” Jungkook and Tae collectively whirled on Jimin.

“Well duh. Why do you think she’s been hanging onto me before Kook? The baby knows his own father.”

“It’s not a boy!” Taehyung yelled, lunging at the older man.

The two went sprawling across the floor, Jungkook quickly grabbing the photo Taehyung still held before running away, I presume, to stash it someplace. Jin sighed heavily, annoyance crossing his features as he bent down to lift Tae off Jimin. Namjoon, Yoongi, and I watched in amusement. Hoseok merely sat on the sidelines, trying to convince the wrestling duo that it didn’t matter what the gender was. But it was obvious neither were interested in listening.

“Well, we have nine months to whip them into suitable father figures. Nose goes.” He said quickly, fingertip pressed to the end of his button nose.

Namjoon and I both looked at him, unimpressed.

“You’re talking about them not being mature and here you are playing nose goes?”

“At least I’m not rolling around on the floor like children.”

“Touché.”

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OT7 Masterlist - Completed Series

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Updated: 30.07.2023

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NEW ADDITIONS:

Unlove me, I dare you by @minniepetals​

↳ “It wasn’t meant to be. You’re only a burden.“

↳ Chapters: 2/2 (added: July 30th, 2024)

↳ Hybrid AU

🔞 A Thousand Sprigs by whitesparrows97

↳ “Life is short. Eternity is long. Why you, in particular, are approached by a super attractive man in a club, you did not understand. You understood even less why he wanted to kill you. Fortunately, seven young, also incredibly handsome men show up to help you with this little problem. Purely by coincidence, of course. Or do you really believe in fate?”

↳ Chapters: 35/35

↳ Supernatural/Fantasy AU

🔞 Beautiful Confusion by msfbts

↳ “You travel to Korea to start your new life as a personal stylist, expecting nothing more than to gain some job experience for the future, but seven sulky men make it difficult for you to stay on your lane and follow the rules. Will you stay faithful to your boss, or fall into the charms of another?”

↳ Chapters: 12/12

↳ Idol AU

🔞 Cum! by honeymoonjin

↳ “In the newest Run! episode, the members compete to see which of them can make you orgasm the fastest.”

↳ Chapters: 2/2

↳ Idol AU

🔞 Enjoy Your Stay by  honeymoonjin

↳ “Working the graveyard shift at a hotel isn’t the most exciting job in the world, but your coworkers are certainly happy to have you here.”

↳ Chapters: 15/15

↳ Hotel AU

Hybrid Heart Attack by daydream-hobii

↳ “Y/n finds her current fiance during college, his name is Seokjin. They fell in love and dated for three years before he proposed. Now, Seokjin is a lawyer for hybrids, and Y/n, well, she has the perfect stay at home job. When Seokjin invites her to move in, she wasn’t expecting that he has six hybrids. She doesn’t know why a hybrid lawyer wouldn’t have hybrids, she just didn’t think about it…. Y/n is petrified of hybrids, something happened to her when she was little…. Guess she’ll have to adapt… or leave.“

↳ Chapters: 20/20 (added: Jan 20th, 2024)

↳ Hybrid AU

Lost In Translation by  honeymoonjin

↳ “What do you do when you have no qualifications but want to see the world? You help teach English in a Korean primary school, apparently.”

↳ Chapters: 10/10 (there’s going to be a season 2!)

↳ School/College AU

Oasis by secret-kpoplibrary

↳ “Running a hybrid sanctuary isn’t always be easy, especially not when it specializes in rehabilitating hybrids with physical and mental disabilities. But no matter the challenges you may encounter, the guests you encounter always are a constant reminder that it’s 100% worth it ”

↳ Chapters: 10/10

↳ Hybrid AU

Real Family by catsandstrawberries

↳ “ It’s not blood that makes a family. It’s love.“

↳ Chapters: 14/14

↳ Idol AU

🔞 Something Thicker Than Blood by @secret-kpoplibrary​​​​

↳ “ For most people, family is the people you’re related to- cousins, sisters and brothers, aunts and uncles, mom and dad. But sometimes having genetic ties to a person isn’t enough, and sometimes it’s not necessary to consider someone family. Sometimes people create their own family. And sometimes families form in the most unlikely situations. So, when you find yourself without your family, and not really looking for a new one, the universe seems to have other plans for one, newly established lone wolf ” ↳ Chapter:10/10  (added: Jan 20th, 2024)

↳ Supernatural/Fantasy AU

🔞 Thesis It by xherxx

↳ “When life gives you lemons, make cocktails! It doesn’t solve any problems, but then again neither do lemonades. Besides, it has the word cock in it, just like what the Bangtan boys have on them. So, why don’t you just suit yourself?”

↳ Chapters: 36/36

↳ School/College AU

🔞 You Never Walk Alone by @agustdakasuga​

↳ “You live a quiet life in your late grandfather’s cabin in the woods. You go to school just to graduate and get your diploma, not to make friends or stand out from the crowd. That was until one day, you enter your home to see a pack of wolves that need shelter.”

↳ Chapters: 25/25

↳ Supernatural/Fantasy AU

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Pair: Bangtan (ot7) x f!reader 

Summary: In a world where idols and actors can’t date, whether it be because of contracts, lack of time, or the dangers that involve having your personal life leaked, the market opened up for a new work field. Playmate Agencies emerged to supply the entertainment world with highly trained companions for hire. Bangtan is looking for new playmates. And you just happen to be the one all of them choose. 

Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, playmate au, idol au. 

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Hi guys, it's been a while since I've posted. Exams are finished and I'm starting to write again so I can't wait to share the works that I've collated over the past few months!

But this post isn't about any upcoming works. It's about loving and supporting our fellow writers. In the next few upcoming posts, I've collated fics that I really liked and I hope you'll enjoy them as much! Don't forget to support the writers and artists as well. Whether it is to leave a like, a comment, or follow them, I know they'll appreciate hearing from you.

Some of the fics below contain smut, so read the labels before clicking. If there are any fics that you guys would like to recommend, I would love to hear them as well! 😃

Little do you know, @yoongiofmine (Fluff, angst, smut, playmate au, idol au, ot7 x reader, poly relationship)

Moonchild, @yoongiofmine (fluff, angst, smut, non idol au, ABO, werewolf au)

Emerald Gem, @sweetlyskz (Hybrid Au, Strangers to lovers, slow burn, Ot7 x reader)

Unnatural Instincts, @bangtanflirt (angst, fluff, smut, OT7 x Fem Reader, Human CEO Reader, Human Assistant Yoongi, Wolf Hybrids)

Snow Angel, @daichiduskdrop (A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers, Ot7 x reader)

Lone Wolf, @sopebubbles (a/b/o, omegaverse, angst, hurt/comfort, poly ot7 x reader)

The Sanguis Duology, @boratha (Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Hurt and Comfort, Vampire!AU, Magic!AU, Polyamory!AU)

Abundance, @angelicyoongie (hybrid au, enemies to lovers/strangers to lovers, ot7 x female reader)

Caramel, @blue-and-grey-army (BTS, Idol AU, poly au, BTS x reader, OT7, OT7 x reader, Idol BTS, Dom BTS, sub reader, angst, fluff, eventual smut)

Cry me a river, @minniepetals (angst, slight fluff, poly ot7xreader, mafa au, poly au, arranged marriage au)

Boyfriend for hire, @remedyx (bts ot7 x reader, angst, fluff, smut, poly au, relationship for convenience, strangers to lovers, long crush, slow burn)

7 hybrids moved in with me, @lillsisamarshmallow (Hybrid!Poly!BTS x Reader, Slight Swearing, Homelessness, Mentions of Violence, Blood, Fluff)

Shadows We Trust

BTS Ot7 x Reader

Chapter 1

The loud cheering of the crowd rang in my ears as I smiled brightly at the audience. My chest heaved with the effort of catching it while I bowed in thanks with my partner beside me. Yunho’s face was beaming just as brightly as we shuffled our way to the back of the ring to allow the next performers through. As soon as we were behind the curtains, Yunho’s arms came around me. He lifted me, spinning me in a quick circle before letting me down again.

“Another fantastic performance Y/N!” he shouted, hugging me tighter.

“It wasn’t just me. All those late-night practices you do are paying off.” I congratulated him.

“Alright alright. Congratulate each other later. Right now, we have end stage prep.” Aliya came between the two of us, giving Yunho a once over.

Aliya was another acrobat in the circus, although she preferred being a back-up rather than a soloist or duo herself. She also happened to be my roommate and best friend since I started performing 11 years ago. She means well, she’s just a little protective over me. Especially since she claims she raised me as her own despite only being four years older than me. She hauled me away; Yunho being left behind. I gave him an apologetic smile which he returned before heading off to do his own thing.

“You know, you would think you’d be nicer to him since we’ve been partners for six years now.”

“I’ll be nicer when he stops pining after you.”

“Friends, Aliya. We’re just friends and partners.” I grinned, shaking my head.

She waved me off before forcibly sitting me at the vanity to check my makeup and hair.

“When does the new routine come out?”

I met her eyes in the mirror. Our gazes only connecting for a second before she dropped hers back to what she was doing.

“Good. Yunho is pretty confident we’ll be able to start performing it next week. I’m going to try and fit in as many practices as I can before then.”

I reached for my lipstick, uncapping it and running it over my bottom lip while watching Aliya cautiously. She had stopped working on me, her eyes still glued to my hair, but the far away gleam in them let me know that she wasn’t actually seeing her task. Her lips pulled down in a frown before a tired sigh escaped her.

“You shouldn’t be going out like you have been.”

I rubbed my lips together slowly and put my lip color back.

“What do you mean?”

She scoffed and narrowed her eyes at me.

“Y/N, I’m not dumb. I know you’ve been sneaking out late to practice.”

“I wasn’t really trying to hide it.” I mumbled under my breath.

I turned in my seat to look up at her. She had her arms crossed, expression less than pleased but not quite angry.

“It’s not safe for you to be out at night.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“Curtain call! Line up everyone!”

Both Aliya and I stood up, making our way to the rest of the performers who had already formed a semi-line to head back out to the ring. I found Yunho among them easily, his tall stature putting him almost a head taller than mostly everyone else here. Not to mention the brilliantly white sparkling bodysuit he was clad in to match mine. Before I could fall in line beside him, Aliya gripped my arm to bring my attention to her.

“We’ll talk about this later.”

I nodded, waiting for her to drop her hand and then jumping in with Yunho.

“Hey stranger.” He grinned, red highlighted hair a mass of curls around his head.

“Hey. Sorry for running off like that. You know how Aliya is.”

“Yeah, I know. One of these days, I’ll earn her trust.”

“Have a foolproof plan up your sleeve Mr. Jeong?” I grinned, taking his arm in mine the closer we got to the curtains.

“Other than proving to her I’m not here to soil your innocence? Na-da.”

We both laughed just as we entered the ring. Taking our place to the right of the half-formed circle of people, where we took turns waving and bowing to the cheering audience.

“You going to practice again tonight?” Yunho asked as we tucked away our silks and performance outfits.

The crowd was long gone and the last show being our final one for the day, we had cleaned up. I shoved my bodysuit into the overfilled chest, slamming the lid down to make sure it latched before turning to Yunho.

“Probably. I won’t be out for long though. Aliya found out I was leaving after dark.”

Yunho was probably the only one, other than Aliya now, who knew I went out past dusk to practice. Sometimes he even joined me if we wanted to work on team choreography.

“Maybe it’s for the best she found out. I’m sure she told you not to do it anymore.”

“More or less.” I shrugged, following him out of the back entrance.

The sounds of the rest of the carnival were loud once we stepped outside. The screams and laughter are mostly muffled while being in the tent even with how closely it was located to the rest of the park.

“I have to say I agree with her. It’s not the safest to be wandering around when the sun sets. Especially by yourself.”

He was right. They both were. Nights at the carnival weren’t meant for day crowds or employees. It was a dangerous place to be when the sun dipped below the horizon. Not only because the carnival was built outside of the nearby town in the thick forest, but also because the darkness drew in more sinister carnival-goers. They rode rides and played games sure, but the main attraction was the Dark Circus. The thought of it had my eyes drifting to that part of the park.

The tent was situated on the outskirts of the carnival. Closer to a few of the performer’s trailers than the rides themselves. The place was dark. It was always dark until night took over and the strung up around the top and sides lit it in a dim yellow glow. The ticket booth out front was empty. A sign hanging on the glass window stating it was closed for now. I’ll admit that sneaking out to try and get some practice in wasn’t easy. Usually, I could make it in before dark, but a lot of times I lose track of time while I’m there.

When I’m ready to leave, the sun has long since set and I’m forced to have to creep back home past drunk crowds and questionable characters. So far, I hadn’t had much issue. As long as I kept my head down and didn’t engage with anyone, I was left alone. I wasn’t curious enough to linger anywhere for too long. The fear kept my curiosity about the Dark Circus at bay. I had heard stories, sure. We all have. Rumors spread about the circus and its performers. How terrifying the acts and the men who do them are. But there are also rumors about how incredible the show was. How it’s like nothing anyone had ever witnessed.

And while I knew I would never willingly set foot in that place, the professional part of me was intrigued. Especially with Park Jimin. Being a fellow aerial silks acrobat, rumors about him and his routines always fascinated me. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to watch one performance of his. I tore my gaze from the tent as we got closer to the small community of mobile homes where we all stayed. Mine and Aliya’s sat on the end of them, closest to the seven additional homes several yards away that belonged to the Dark Circus performers. Placed there for easy commuting back and forth to their tent.

“I know. I won’t be out long tonight. I promise.” I gave Yunho a soft smile as we approached my porch.

“Okay. Just call me if you need me. I don’t mind walking you back, you know.”

“I know. I’ll talk to you later, alright?”

He nodded, giving me half-hearted wave as he sauntered off to his own house.

“See you tomorrow Y/N.”

I watched him go, several other performers stopping him along the way to chat. It was almost comical how much taller he was than everyone else around him. Despite his intimidating physique, he was a softie. Yunho was a really nice guy and got along with pretty much everyone. When it was decided years ago that we would become a duo I was nervous because I didn’t know how well I’d work with someone else, let alone a man. But I couldn’t have asked for a better partner than him. He was kind and supportive and patient.

We quickly became friends and great performers together. We knew each other as well as we knew ourselves and the movements between us were smooth and flowed perfectly. We were in tune with one another when we executed our acts. That was the reason we were still together today. I turned to continue up the porch, frowning when the door creaked open without me even having to turn the knob. Aliya always remembered to close the door. Hell, she even always remembered to lock it given how paranoid she was that some carnival patron would break in and steal stuff. Especially with how close we were to the Dark Circus tent.

I pushed it open the rest of the way, entering our trailer and casting a quick look around. Everything was still in its place, nothing missing or broken.

“Aliya?” I called, thinking maybe she had beat me back to the trailer.

I toed my shoes off at the door, setting them to the side as I walked down the hall. Our bedrooms were set at opposite sides of the house. Hers facing the other half of the park while mine faced the Dark Circus tent and the seven trailers belonging to its performers. I knocked on her door before pushing it open, but her room was empty. I frowned, walking back down the hall to check the bathroom. Also empty.

“She was probably in a rush and forgot to close it.”

Besides, the house was empty, and nothing was amiss. I pulled the pins out of my hair as I made my way to the other end of the house towards my bedroom. I nudged the door open with my foot, immediately pausing at the fluttering of my curtains on the opposite wall. The far window was wide open, curtains opened when I usually kept them closed when I wasn’t home. My eyes roamed the room quickly, looking for an intruder. I checked behind the door and the closet, but there wasn’t anyone.

I went to the window, peeking outside. It was quiet outside. The normal rambunctiousness of the carnival mostly silent this far from the park’s center. I found my eyes peering across the small yard towards the other mobile homes. They were dark, no signs of life beyond their frames. But I knew better than that. There was still a good two or three hours before their occupants would start rising for their performances for the night. Sometimes I’d stay up to try and catch a glimpse of them as they left, but it was always too dark to see anything. Let alone make out the features of any person.

One house in particular was arranged where the bedroom window faced my own. Against my better judgement, I’d perch myself right next to my window to watch as he flicked his lights on to get ready when the sun drops. But like me, he had sheer curtains over his windows, and I couldn’t see anything more than his silhouette as he undressed and redressed. I had no clue who he was, but the rush of excitement I felt every time I’d see him there felt like a forbidden indulgence I wasn’t supposed to be partaking in.

Then again, I was the only one who knew about it. There was no harm in no one knowing except myself. Deep down, I knew I shouldn’t be doing it. Maybe that’s why I sometimes would purposefully undress in front of the window too. A way to ease my guilty conscience if I imagined that he was also watching me. I chewed on my lip, ripping my gaze from outside. Innocence my ass, I mentally scoffed at Yunho. If Aliya knew, she’d scold me to high heaven and force me to change rooms, so I’d be as far away from him as possible.

I pulled my shirt over my head to change for practice when a flash of white from my bed caught my attention. My heart rate spiked at the single flower that laid in the center of my made bedspread. A white marigold. The same flower that always showed up when I finished a show. I reached out a shaky hand, picking it up to see it was still fresh. Freshly picked or bought or however whoever keeps leaving them gets their hands on them. It wasn’t the first time I’d found one, but it was the first time I’d found one inside my house.

Maybe the house wasn’t as empty as I thought when I arrived.

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