Smau Reading List/recommendations:

smau reading list/recommendations:

(so i can keep track of the smau i read or want to read without interaction - luv the smaus btw╰(*´︶`*)╯♡- bc i am shy shy shy by sana)

will update as i read (do you guys have anymore recommendations?)

pt. 2, pt. 3

hybe

coffee, cameras, calamity. / @carayat

enhypen

ouran highschool host club / @luvrseung

hyung line

confident / @bambisgirl (warning: 18+)

heesung

catch us, dispatch! / @jalnandanz

don’t stereotype me! / @en-logs

fancam! / @bambisgirl

feelings are fatal / @yaehao

wrong number! / @renjunvrse

sunghoon

hidden love / @ssnghoonightt

runaway bride / @246sn

into you / @02zprotector

alright / @o2z-ae

stupid cupid! / @yeongwonie

forget me not / @o2z-ae

ring / @hooniesdreams

my (accidental) demon roommate / @ddeonuism

sunoo

old friend / @snvngkwan

jungwon

if we’re both single / @winwonies

chipped glass / @cersworld

get it together, jungwon!! / @choibinn3

dear diary, do i hate jungwon? / @hyukaas

earfquake / @i-kai

fiesta! / @lunaflvms

catnapper / @meijiamikas

boyfriend application / @maiwon

to be or not! / @kyyuri

loving you! / @oddeonu

formula of love / @amakumos

all clear! / @amakumos

feelings aside / @jungwoniics

luvbot / @enhabot

cupid love / @woniur

deal! / @gothsunoo

cat-astrophe! / @yjwni

make me like u! / @r1elle

memories of a younger us! / @rosymerced

niki

complimentary colors / @iheartbeomz

shoot! / @amakumos

once again / @nikihoon

bully from nowhere / @reniqt

love is (not) easy! / @lov3niki

txt

yeonjun

nameless / @pastelsicheng

nevertheless, i still love you / @kissjaeyun

swimming fool / @hyuniiehoney

lo$er / @duhnova

soobin

nameless/ @pastelsicheng

into you / @02zprotector

beomgyu

liar! / @loverandaloserrr

operation: redemption! / @nyangjjunie

nct dream

jeno

nameless / @pastelsicheng

song recommendation:

something - george, gang haein

the manager chat SENDS ME

boomerang － thirty five ; in a bro way

SYNOPSIS you and jake sim have always been academic rivals. it was always you against him for top of the class, and jake is sure that you two were made to hate each other. a couple years later when you debut and become an idol, you find yourself talking to him again - but it’s in a group chat with other aussie idols, and perhaps you realise that he isn’t that insufferable.

thirty five － in a bro way! previous ★ next ♡ masterlist

authors note: love the managers theyre slayers . jake still in his denial era?? COME ONNNNNN

BOOMERANG! a jake smau. genre: smau, angst, fluff, crack, enemies to lovers pairing: idol! jake x idol! fem! reader warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps, photos of yujin from ive will be used to visualise outfit / concepts for y/n! taglist is CLOSED!

wait i’m here for kitsune beomgyu🥹

𝐌𝐘 (𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋) 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐋𝐕𝐈𝐈: 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐧

word count: 5.4K (oh hell 💀)

warning(s): mentions of death, alcohol consumption and implied violence.

note(s): rogue demon reveal 👉🏼🤪👈🏼 also maybe grab a snack and drink... or both 👍🏼

December 24, 2021 - 6:51 PM

My little human ❤️‍🔥: hoonie can you come in here for a sec?

It doesn’t take Sunghoon too long to act on Y/N’s request, excusing himself from Heeseung and Karina who are currently in the middle of of setting up everything considering Y/N, who's supposed to be hosting the annual Christmas dinner party, isn’t able to due to her prior plans.

He knocks on Y/N’s door, only stepping in once his human tells him to come in because as much as she’s shameless, the demon still values giving her the space and privacy she needs and he doesn’t really know what to expect every time he enters her bedroom. Though he may have an idea on what his human could be up to if he takes her Christmas evening plans into account; primping up to look presentable enough to not fall under her own parents’ scrutiny for once.

In spite of all that, Sunghoon still considers what Y/N likes to do when it comes to killing time; and while she does want to put at least a bit of effort in being civil with her parents, the demon wouldn’t put it past him that she might as well be slacking off in her preparations. Y/N could either be playing that new Pokémon game she’s been drowning herself in lately and called him so she could give him an example of what competitive battling looks like along with its technicalities; or she could be reading through one her books of the occult and wanted to ask him if whatever is written on it held some sort of truth, being a century-something-old demon and all.

What greets him is none of what he expects of his roommate now-turned girlfriend, but he’s more so correct in assuming she is indeed gussying up for a night out with her parents. There was something missing, however; her hair, for one, looked polished in its clean hair-do, along with the light makeup that enhanced her features. But when he take in the sight of Y/N in her dress—

“You’re not wearing pastel.” It comes out more as a statement than a question as Sunghoon pushes the door closed behind him with a wave of a hand.

Y/N startles at his voice, gaze breaking away from her own reflection to give him a withering look the moment he snickers. “I was gonna, but mom’s secretary wanted me to wear this.” She sighs and turns to look at her reflection again.

Sunghoon hums in response, the corners of his lips twitching in amusement from watching a pout settle on his human’s lips as he walks towards her. “So what do you need me for? Fashion advice? Some ‘hyping up’ as you kids would call it?”

She grimaces, “don’t say that. It makes it sound like I’m dating an old man.”

The demon arches an eyebrow, “I technically am though? A century-something-old demon? Ring any bells, little human?”

“Yeah but…” Y/N makes a face, no doubt racking her brain for the right words. “You don’t look a day over 20… something, so it’s different.”

“Alright, enough technicalities about my age.” He sighs, “what can I help you with?”

“Zipper’s stuck,” she grumbles, turning her back to him to showcase the mini problem she’s facing at the moment. “Can you pull it up for me?”

Sunghoon blinks, eyes trailing over the sight of her skin beneath the opening of her dress in wonder as he gulps, mouth suddenly dry, “of course. Let me just…” The demon crowds closer behind her, a tentative hand resting on her hip as the other holds the dainty zipper and pulls it up without any thought other than to get the task over with before he explodes.

He still has the mind to be gentle amidst the mental turmoil, gently smoothing down the sides of her dress to rid of any wrinkles before his hands rest on the dips of her waist, “there we go.”

Y/N smiles, nodding in gratitude as she takes in her reflection. “So how do I look? ‘Cause I’ll be honest, this feels so weird.” Oh Sunghoon can definitely tell how weirded out she is just from her face alone.

Of course she would be, being someone who stood by anything pastel. Judging by the dramatics, wearing anything on the darker spectrum is not a frequent occurrence if Y/N is this unsure of herself. It’s definitely something new to get used to for both parties, though Sunghoon is quickly growing fond of the idea, if the smile pulling at his lips as he watches Y/N fumble with her dress wasn’t enough proof.

“You look beautiful.” He states with no hesitation and immediately, Y/N flusters at the out of nowhere, but very welcomed compliment, earning a chuckle from him while she makes a face, clicking her tongue. Nonetheless, she still leans against his chest, which then leads the demon to grace her with a teasing smile.

“It’s because I’m not wearing pastel, isn’t it?” She then arches an eyebrow when her question draws out a soft laugh from him, Sunghoon’s hands lifting from their previous spot for his arms to wrap around her waist.

“What are you talking about? I also like seeing you in pastel.” The demon muses, pressing his plush lips against her temple. “As you’ve said before, you do look submissive and breedable—I could eat you up.” Y/N promptly gasps and smacks his arm as Sunghoon’s laugh grows louder.

“Hoonie please, I’m about to have dinner with my parents!” She whines, “You can’t just say that and expect me to not think about it for the next few hours.” Y/N tries to get out of his grip, but his hold around her tightens. Then she remembers that this is a demon with superhuman strength she’s fighting against and so she stops her struggling with a huff as she lets herself be pulled back into his embrace.

By the look on Sunghoon’s face, he seems rather pleased at his advantage, gently squeezing her middle, " I’m sorry, angel. You’re just so fun to tease.”

His human huffs, “how’d you even know I said that?”

“Soobin showed me a screenshot of your tweet.”

“So I wasn’t safe from him either.” Y/N deadpans, recalling the incident of the giant sending her a screenshot of Sunghoon’s tweet. “I’m going to kill him.”

Sunghoon grins, “I’d rather you not do that. I quite like him if you ignore whatever leaves his mouth.” He sways both of them side-to-side as Y/N snorts. “You sure the parasite isn’t joining? He may be a nuisance but I don’t mind him celebrating with us.”

“Beomgyu has his own plans with his friends.” She chides, “but I appreciate you trying to get along with him at least.” Y/N giggles, turning around in his hold to face him.

The demon smiles at this, hands once again finding purchase on her waist, “as they say, ‘tis the season of giving and I might as well be generous with the limited supply of kindness I have in me.”

“You’re kind to me though.” She points out.

Sunghoon hums, “yes, but you’re different, little human.” He clarifies in a hushed tone. “For one, you have my heart in the palms of your hands and I’d rather burn in the fiery pits of Hell than be anything but.” Sunghoon presses his lips against her forehead. “Even if you’re a handful.”

Y/N preens at his words, “you’re awfully sweet tonight, demon of mine, but I can’t say that I don’t enjoy it and—oh! I gotta go.” and she pulls away from him.

He frowns at the loss of contact, “already?” The demon sighs, “what time will you be home?” He watches his human move about the bedroom to grab what she needed; her purse and her heels. Sunghoon takes notice of the black trench coat draped over her desk chair and promptly makes a grab for it.

“Around 10. It’s 7 now.” His human clarifies while checking her phone, “dinner is at 7:30—thank you.” She says and pushes both of her arms into the sleeves of her coat with the help of Sunghoon.

“So 10 then?”

“Yes. Earlier if I can help it, but I’ll make sure to be home by 10.” Y/N kisses his cheek and beams up at him.

“No later than 10.” Sunghoon returns the gesture with a fond smile of his own when she nods, “okay, I’ll walk you out.”

December 24, 2021 - 11:32 PM

It’s way past the time of Y/N’s supposed arrival and Sunghoon is increasingly growing worried by the second.

The dinner party at this hour is in full swing as each of the attendees makes themselves home and does whatever while waiting for Christmas to arrive once the clock strikes midnight.

As a host, Sunghoon is relieved that everyone seems to be having a pleasant time; save for Jungwon and Wonyoung having one of their arguments in the kitchen about Satan knows what (the demon assumes the former might have gotten on the witch’s nerves… again); then there’s Sunoo still rejecting every attempt Jake makes of talking to him and Soobin, the lightweight that he is, is trying his absolute hardest to keep upright by clinging onto Yeonjun who appears to be in a heated discussion with Heeseung and not really paying attention to his drunk boyfriend on the verge of succumbing to the effects of alcohol.

Though as a boyfriend, Sunghoon can’t help but to think of the worst when Y/N is behind schedule… by a lot. After all, she promised that she’ll be back no later than ten in the evening—earlier, if possible, considering she made it clear that she’d rather be here than to spend an uncomfortable evening with the people who had made her existence possible, yet the majority of it unbearable.

Throughout the time Sunghoon had spent with Y/N, there was no denying that being told the unlikely pair were complete opposites was a common occurrence that if money was given to him every time any of their contrasting aesthetics, personalities or their social approaches were brought up, the demon would have more than enough to last a few life times from how frequent it was. But if there's something both Sunghoon and Y/N have in common, it’s how both of them never go back on their word, so one can’t really fault the demon’s unsettled state when Y/N—purposely or not— did just that.

He takes another peek at the wall clock to remind him of the time, only to clench his jaw when he sees that it’s nearly thirty minutes to midnight. Sunghoon sighs heavily at his and immediately downs the very full glass of whatever concoction Jay made for him in one go, not at all minding the slight burn that itches his throat.

Even the copious amounts of alcohol did nothing to alleviate the growing worry inside of him; he never expected in the first place anyways—never expected it to give him the pleasant buzz it gave humans considering he and every demon alike are immune to its effects.

Sunghoon supposes it did do its job of being a momentary distraction as he overlooked the dinner party, but it obviously wasn’t enough as he makes his way towards where Jay is, no doubt still making drinks for being tonight’s self-appointed bartender.

Jay immediately notices Sunghoon’s sour expression, grinning slightly when the younger gestures for a refill, “why the long face, Hoon? It’s Christmas Eve, you should be having fun.” Jay teases as he sets to work on making yet again another nameless concoction.

Sunghoon rolls his eyes, “we don’t even celebrate Christmas.” He says drily and plucks the glass from Jay’s hold as soon as the drink is presented to him. “And my girlfriend’s not back yet when she specifically told me she’ll be home at 10. It’s nearing midnight now and where is she? Not home.” Much like what he did with his previous drink, he downs all of it in one go, sucking on his teeth briefly before he places the now empty glass on the breakfast nook with a grunt.

It doesn't help that he hasn't heard from her at all either which only furthers his nerves. He had called her a handful of times already, yet she never picked up, nor did she return the calls. His messages were left delivered. She hadn't read them at all.

The oldest of the demon’s eyebrows raises at this, “Satan, Y/N’s definitely got a grip on you now.” Sunghoon glares at him and Jay promptly raises both of his hands as an attempt to placate his growing annoyance. “I’m not saying that it’s a bad thing, jeez! So touchy when it comes to his girlfriend.” He grumbles.

“I’m just worried, okay?” Sunghoon swipes the half empty bottle of Jack Daniel’s Jay was about to reach for. “What if something happened to her?”

It’s Jay’s turn to glare as he conjures another bottle of Jack, a full one this time as he pours it into a new glass. “She’s with her parents right now, isn’t she? Maybe she’s having fun and lost track of time—why the fuck are you looking at me like that.”

By that, Jay means Sunghoon is looking at him as if he either grew another head or is probably thinking that he, Park Jongseong, is the stupidest person alive. Knowing him, it’s probably a combination of both when his right eye twitched. “Jay, Y/N hates her parents. Her parents are assholes, why the fuck would she willingly go to dinner with the people who made her life worse than what Hell’s got going on?”

“Hey! I wasn’t the one she dumped her trauma on!” Jay says defensively. Sunghoon gives him an unimpressed look. “I obviously did not know that, I’m not her boyfriend. What’s the big deal anyway? She’s a big girl. She probably got distracted on the way home…” The eldest of the demons trail off, sharp eyebrows knitting together in thought.

The younger scoffs, taking gulp of Jack, “for almost 2 hours? Unlikely.” He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, “Look, Y/N might not have the same amount of street smarts we all have, but she’s not that stupid; and like I said, she promised she’d be home by 10. Y/N is never late and she wouldn’t break a promise either.” Sunghoon then continues on a tangent that falls deaf on Jay’s ears as he mulls over what the former had mentioned.

If it’s put like that, then yes, maybe this is something to bust a vein over, noting how adamant Sunghoon is about Y/N being on time and all the intricacies that made the younger act this way; and it doesn't take long for Jay himself to spiral either the longer he has to witness Sunghoon go off on a rant while a series of past conversations flash into his mind, the recent news and his own findings of what could possibly be the reason why Y/N still isn’t back.

“Hey Sunghoon…” Jay starts, both hands finding purchase on the counter to anchor himself for what is possibly going to be the worst time of his life, “when you say Y/N is never late to anything, what exactly did you mean by that?”

Much like the look the older received from earlier, Sunghoon regards him with a look that straight up looked like he just called him stupid, “exactly what I said. Y/N is never late and if she was, it’d be only for a few minutes and she'd let me know. She hasn't answered my calls. She hasn't read my texts either." He arches an eyebrow at the sight of Jay’s face blanching. “What’s up with you? Why do you look like an angel is about to smite your ass?”

Jay grimaces at ‘angel’, but quickly moves past that considering there are more dire things to actually lose his cool over, “you have to swear you wont kick my ass after this.”

Sunghoon narrows his eyes, “I’ll kick your ass regardless, but I can’t promise I won’t leave you black and blue. I have a power source for a girlfriend, in case you forgot.”

“Satan, that’s even worse,” Jay sucks in his teeth then lets out a heavy sigh. It’s now or never. “Look, just let me explain everything before you give me third degree burns, okay?”

The younger one rolls his eyes, “It can’t be that bad.”

Oh but it is, especially if you happen to be Y/N’s boyfriend, but Jay will take his chances and hope the need to save her overwhelms Sunghoon’s need of throwing him inside a church and let him burn in there as petty revenge.

Jay pretty much explains everything; from the time Lucifer had told him of the rogue demon’s presence popping on Hell’s radar, the Four of Crows shtick where it involved him and three of Y/N’s friends breaking into a funeral home to investigate, the discussion of the demon possibly going after her once Heeseung told him the said demon is also an ex of Y/N's and taking the whole sacrificing thing into account.

“I’m not sure if you’ve been updated on the news, but the 12th victim has been identified recently and well… we had a feeling that Y/N might be the 13th.”

And it makes perfect sense too. Y/N is out there alone with none of them to keep an eye on her. It makes perfect sense that the demon could have possibly chosen this night of all nights to strike, when Y/N is at her most vulnerable with no one to ask for help. Jay can only hope that he’s wrong with the assumptions because he can imagine how cruel it would be if she was taken from Sunghoon just like that.

Jay supposes he was right on that train of thought, because the younger demon does not look too pleased at the revelation. In fact, he looks absolutely furious in being the last to know. But really, Jay had already expected this. He can blame Heeseung if Sunghoon does leave him in a black and blue heap.

“And you choose to tell me now? Right when my human could be in danger?” He hisses, Jay yelping when Sunghoon pulls him by the collar of his shirt.

“I just assumed! I never said it was a possibility!”

“What, and that’s supposed to help?!” Sunghoon smashes the bottle of Jack onto the ground. Jay is quick to make the mess vanish with a simple wave of his hand. “Tell me why I shouldn’t throw you into a horde of angels and let them crucify you right now.” He snarls, pulling Jay closer.

“Woah woah, Sunghoon, you’re not crucifying anyone here! And certainly not your brother!” Comes Jake’s voice as the youngest demon gets abruptly thrown back, the wind knocked out of him as he ends up landing on his back, hard.

A groan leaves him, eyes shut tightly from the pain that bloomed on his upper back as well as on the back of his head, though they quickly fly open in panic at the feeling of his body involuntarily going rigid, unable to move; and that’s when he sees Wonyoung standing over him, a hand encased in a lavender aura outstretched over his form. He’s quick to realize the same lavender veil is around him too.

“Stand down, Sunghoon.” The witch orders, giving him a look of warning “I’ll give you 10 seconds to relax before I release this petrifying spell.” The demon scowls. It’s easier said than done, but he does as he’s told anyway, once again closing his eyes to calm himself by breathing.

Sunghoon is back on his feet soon after and Wonyoung dutifully stays in close proximity in case he goes berserk yet again. He scoffs, “I don’t have time for this,” and turns on his heel to head for the door.

Jay, who has now recovered from the initial shock from his actions, calls out his name. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“To get Y/N, where else?” He grunts, shoving past Jake as he heads straight to the front door.

Jake doesn’t let up, equally stubborn, and grabs the back of the younger demon’s jacket to haul him back. “You don’t even know where she is! You know the trace is gone by now!” The blond argues, pulling Sunghoon back harder. “I get that you’re worried and I am too, but you lashing out like this isn’t going to help anyone!”

You’re letting your emotions get the best of you, Sunghoon. Satan, of all times he really has to hear Lucifer’s own words go on about his head. You're not thinking clearly and that’s why it’s a weakness. Calm yourself and try again. The memory is hazy to him now—hazy to picture himself in it; it’s been quite a while since he was subjected to the rigorous training all demons who carry the responsibility of striking deal with humans after all—The Dealers, as Satan would affectionately dub them—but Lucifer’s voice is loud and clear and it’s enough for Sunghoon to halt his steps.

“Standing around isn’t going to help anyone either, especially Y/N.” He huffs, folding his arms while turning around to face everybody. “Now do any of you have a plan?”

“Well first we obviously have to find out where Y/N is,” Heeseung speaks up, coming to stand before him just a few feet away from where the youngest of the demons stands, running his fingers through his fiery hair. “Though I have to apologize for not bringing this issue up sooner. I thought we’d have more time to come up with a plan to catch the demon.”

“Yeah,” It’s the goblin’s turn to speak up this time, Riki’s tall figure looming behind Heeseung’s with a sheepish smile. “None of us thought the demon would strike tonight.”

There’s a huff from Sunghoon’s right, jumping slightly when he turns to find Jungwon standing beside him unbothered that he surprised him, “kind of a weird coincidence that it chose the night where Y/N won’t have any of us looking after her.”

“Yes yes, we’re well aware of that, but can we cut to the chase? Heeseung, you know a tracking spell, right?” Wonyoung asks, giving him a pointed look to which the head witch waves off.

“Of course I do. Sunghoon,” He turns to the demon. “I’m gonna need that talisman you made for Y/N.”

Riki nods solemnly, throwing an arm around Jake, “the talisman of nightmares.”

The duo quits their snickering once they receive a piercing glare from the talisman’s maker himself. “It’s in the hallway.”

Everyone (besides the non-witches) watches Heeseung, Karina and Wonyoung stand in a circle grasping each other’s hands with fascination. The cursed looking talisman stands in the space in the middle as the three witches all chant an unknown language and this goes on for a minute or two before Sunghoon and the rest feels something shift in the air.

Heeseung is the first to open his eyes, “I’ve found Y/N. She’s in some kind of warehouse.”

“Right,” Wonyoung lets go of her fellow witch's hands. “I’ve managed to narrow it down to one and I think we should all leave now because it looks like she’s tied down.”

Riki’s eyes widened at that, scrambling off of his seat, “What?"

“Yes, there are a bunch of candles around her too.” Karina confirms, “there was someone with her too but we weren’t able to see just who exactly it was.”

“Oh wow, you guys really did throw a party.” All of them freeze at the sound of an extra voice coming from the hallway, “so who’s who?” And there’s Beomgyu, appearing as if he just woken up from a week long hibernation as he smiles politely at everyone.

Now Sunghoon is completely bewildered by this because he clearly remembers Y/N telling him that their temporary housemate also had Christmas plans. “Beomgyu what—” however, he doesn’t get to ask him what the hell he was still doing here because Wonyoung gets to the now screaming parasite first, using a spell to lift him up. “Wonyoung!”

“Of course a man would be behind all of this.” The youngest of the witches seethes, lifting Beomgyu up higher who only appears confused at what she said. “What did you do to Y/N?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?! Nothing!” Beomgyu continues to struggle against the invisible force lifting him up. “Would you please let me down?!”

Wonyoung’s appropriate response to his request is to lift him higher. The disbelief on Beomgyu’s face was almost enough to have Sunghoon cracking up in laughter if it weren’t for the gravity of the situation, “so you aren’t the demon after Y/N?” She asks him. The parasite makes a face, “or helping the demon?”

“Girl, what are you talking about? I’m a Kitsune, look—” with a poof, a pair of pale blond fox ears pop into view on top of Beomgyu’s head along with the three tails of the same color swishing behind him. “See? Not a demon, nor am I affiliated with a demon after Y/N. Now will you let me down?”

“Oh.” Wonyoung’s face blanks, “my bad.”

Sunghoon winces when the kitsune lands in a heap with an alarmed shout. “I thought you had plans with your friends?” He asks at the same time Sunoo mutters about almost everyone ‘being a supernatural’ these days. “Y/N told me.”

Beomgyu gets back on his feet with a groan, glaring briefly at the witch, “I had plans, yeah. But I overslept.” He grumbles, “Is everyone here a supernatural? ‘Cause you all seem pretty chill about me being one.”

“I’m a demon,” Sunghoon simply answers (the rest who are supernaturals following after in quick succession) as he turns to where Heeseung and Karina stand together, wearing matching scowls directed at the fox spirit. “I’m gonna be honest, I was about to accuse the parasite of being in cahoots with whoever demon that is, but why did you two warn me about the idiot?”

Karina shrugs, inspecting her nails, “kitsunes are known tricksters, might as well let you know what you’re dealing with… or did you not sense that at all?” She raises an eyebrow and then snorts when she doesn’t get an answer, “from all the complaining you did on twitter, I thought you’ve figured it out.”

The demon avoids Karina’s gaze, “perhaps… I was preoccupied by something else to pay attention if Beomgyu was a mythical creature or not.”

She giggles, “of course you were.”

The kitsune raises both of his hands, “hey man, I’m only here because I really have no place to stay at the moment. I swear I don’t plan on killing Y/N.” Beomgyu side-eyes the youngest witch, “besides she’d kill me first.”

Wonyoung grunts, “good, or you and I will have a problem.”

“Yeah! Very interesting turn of events, really, but can we go now?” Everybody all turns their attention to Jungwon already making his way towards the front door, peering questioningly over his shoulder once he pauses in his steps. “For all we know Y/N might as well be on the verge of death as we speak.”

“Happy holidays, I guess.” Yeonjun mutters, taking a generous gulp from his beer. “Humans will be staying since my boyfriend is out-cold on the couch.”

“Wait, hang on, if the fox spirit isn’t behind all this… then who is?” Riki asks.

“Oh, I think I have an idea on who it might be.” Sunghoon gives them a humorless smile, feeling a vein pulse on his temple.

“You know, I thought something was up when I brought up your relocation to my parents.” Y/N hisses as she struggles against the ropes. “Because I know for a fact my ex-girlfriend would have at least let me know if she wanted to end things and not ghost me.” She doesn't miss the way Minjeong’s figure tensed in the midst of her lighting the assortment of dark-colored candles surrounding the both of them.

She tried to yank both of her hands free from the bindings again, but to no avail, Minjeong really did a good job with tying her down. Y/N huffs, “I was a little confused when mother-dearest told me she never sent you abroad, that you just upped and left without a trace and came to her asking for your job back as if nothing happened. Right after her old secretary mysteriously died.”

“Never knew you cared that much about me, if I’m being honest.” Minjeong mutters as she turns around to face her captive with a smirk. “Though I’m not really sure if I should be surprised that you’re still gullible even after all this time. You’ve always tried seeing the good in people.”

Satan help me, is she about to go on a villain monologue? Y/N gives her a withering look.

Perhaps if she had chosen to stay longer with her parents through that mind-numbing conversation about future business plans, she would have avoided all of this; avoid being taken to a warehouse, avoid being tied down on top of a drawn-in-red pentagram and possibly avoid death altogether as Y/N watches Minjeong brandish an absurdly huge knife from butt-fuck out-of-nowhere.

Y/N's eyes widen lightly when the steel blade glints under the dim lighting, “lord, I’m actually living a Jennifer’s Body scene, coolcoolcool…” She mutters to herself, not minding the demon’s (yes, Y/N figured she was a demon the moment her mother’s secretary lifted her up as if she weighs nothing) complete look of bewilderment. “Why are you even doing this?”

“Well…” Minjeong starts, heels of her boots clicking against the cemented floor as she takes slow and measured steps around the pentagram—around Y/N with mild interest in the knife. “Little girls have big dreams, Y/N.” She says with the false pretense of innocence, lips pulling into a mocking pout. “Mine just happens to be bigger than most.”

Maybe she can draw this out longer until one of her friends—or preferably her boyfriend Sunghoon—realizes that maybe her being gone for so long is a cry for help. “And that involves sacrificing me?”

“Oh good. At least your deduction skills seem to be working. Could you tell with the blood-red pentagram?” Y/N glares when Minjeong bursts into a fit of giggles, still walking in circles around her. “I’ve got to say, if I hadn’t seen The Mark on your wrist, none of this would have happened, so thank you, Y/N. If it weren’t for you, my dreams wouldn’t have been a reality.”

In usual situations that involved someone expressing their gratitude, Y/N would have returned the enthusiasm back; all smiles as she tells them ‘you’re welcome’ and a warm feeling settling in her chest from the fact that she was able to help someone in need.

She’s not as keen right now though, even if Minjeong looked quite breathtaking with a smile on her face, but she was anything but in Y/N’s eyes because right before is a demon with purpose and the smile she had grown to love in the past was only a gateway to her death once the pad of Minjeong’s fingers trace the blunt side of the knife.

“Tell me, Y/N, have you ever dreamt of taking over a kingdom?”

“Not really. I mean, you were always the ambitious one between the two of us.”

Minjeong sniffs, visibly displeased at the human’s answer, “pity. I would have spared your life if you agreed on taking over Hell with me. It’s about time it had a female ruler after Lilith.”

Y/N can’t help but scoff. Yep, ever the ambitious one. “No offense but ‘taking over Hell’? Isn’t Satan more powerful than you are? You’re probably a lower ranking demon if you went out of your way to kill a dozen of Marked Ones for power.” She chuckles, looking up at the metal beams above them in wonder and completely missing the fury that slowly twisted the demon’s face. Can Hoonie hurry up? I wanna go home.

Though, the demon quickly catches herself from slipping, masking her growing ire with the smile that easily finds its way back onto her face, slowing down her steps. “I’m the ambitious one, remember? I’d do anything to get what I want.” Minjeong’s laugh is soft, stopping to stand right in front of where Y/N’s feet lay bound.

“Do me a favor, won’t you, my darling Y/N?”

Y/N decides to humor her in spite of how unnerved she is at the demon’s sudden sweet-talk, a wry grin curling her lips, “what?”

But the amusement is quickly wiped away as Y/N's face blanches when the demon’s eyes glow an eerie blood-red, matched with a grin showcasing two rows of sharp teeth.

“Scream for me.” And Minjeong raises the knife.

a/n: everybody apologize to Beomgyu right now he really was just here to cause chaos and distract you guys LMFAO tho props to that one anon who guessed it was Minjeong (Winter) even though I had to essentially lie when I told them it wasn't 🤪 gotta lie to save my ass sometimes 🤣 see you friday <3

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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Sunghoon wasn’t expecting to be sent to the mortal world by his “father”, much less being forced into attending college (he’s a demon! why would he need to?!) and being accidentally summoned by a clueless human almost had him marching straight into Hell to have a word with its ruler. Only he couldn’t, because he was already bound to you by a fucking paper-cut sealing your contract which means he can’t just leave the mortal world without taking something of yours in return.

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ASAP! - 18: step 1: get jungwon’s head out of his ass

synopsis ↬ When Nishimura Riki joins your school at the beginning of the year, your heart, which has always been set on popular kid Kim Sunoo, starts to sway. Will Yang Jungwon, your longtime best friend who maybe likes you as more than that, sit back and watch or finally get into action?

warnings ↬ language, otherwise none? please lmk if you find any!

word count ↬ 1013

author’s note 1 ↬ i’m sorry for the late update!!! i love writing but i’ve been having trouble concentrating lately so it’s been hard sitting down and writing everything at once :( which is also why, instead of one big written chapter, there’ll be three smaller ones - hope that’s okay with you guys! enjoyyy <3

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Jungwon, like any normal person on Earth, didn’t like receiving “I need to tell you something” texts. They always made him worry that he had done something wrong even when he hadn’t. This time, he knew what he’d done wrong; he just didn’t know what Jiyeon had to say about it. Had it been Intak, Seeun or Jayoon, he would’ve known what was coming, and he knew he’d deserve it, no matter how hard he would deny it if they confronted him. He was especially worried because Jiyeon had sounded so dry over text, when usually every message was riddled with emojis and terms of endearment which Jungwon had wanted to gag over at first but quickly gotten used to.

So there he was, standing at the entrance of their school’s café after school, waiting for her. He kept checking the time and tapped his foot nervously, looking around for her arrival. He was so focused on finding her that he didn’t notice Kim Sunoo walking up to him until the boy called out his name.

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boomerang － thirty one ; sunoo best wingman

SYNOPSIS you and jake sim have always been academic rivals. it was always you against him for top of the class, and jake is sure that you two were made to hate each other. a couple years later when you debut and become an idol, you find yourself talking to him again - but it’s in a group chat with other aussie idols, and perhaps you realise that he isn’t that insufferable.

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authors note: and we are now entering jakey/n romance era!!!! 9 chapters of boomerang to go (not counting the special chapters i have lined up ^_^)

BOOMERANG! a jake smau. genre: smau, angst, fluff, crack, enemies to lovers pairing: idol! jake x idol! fem! reader warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps, photos of yujin from ive will be used to visualise outfit / concepts for y/n! taglist is CLOSED!