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𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐮.

「…mafia mob」

— a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this

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ᴄʜᴏɪ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴄʜᴇᴏʟ – ꜱ.ᴄᴏᴜᴘꜱ;

name: choi seung cheol

hometown: daegu, south korea

birthday: august 8, 1995

age: 24

role: leader, spy, assassin

code name: s.coups

code number: 080895

leader: the person who leads or commands a group, organization, or country.

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

criminal history;

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

torture

attempted murder (government officials)

grand theft auto

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to hacking (government)

accessory to grand theft

ʏᴏᴏɴ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢʜᴀɴ; 

name: yoon jeong han

hometown: hwaseong, seoul, south korea

birthday: october 4, 1995 (1995.10.04)

age: 24

role: spy, lure, seducer, capture, torture

code name: angel, 1004, or cheonsa

code number: 100495

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

lure: tempt to do something or to go somewhere, especially by offering some form of reward.

seducer: a person who entices someone into sexual activity.

capture: take into one’s possession or control by force.

torture: the action or practice of inflicting severe pain on someone as a punishment or to force them to do or say something, or for the pleasure of the person inflicting the pain.

criminal history:

gang activities

gang violence

blackmail

grand theft

arson

assault & battery

attempted murder

attempted grand theft

attempted assault

attempted assault & battery

attempted arson

accessory to murder

accessory to grand theft

left the crime scene

ʜᴏɴɢ ᴊɪꜱᴏᴏ – ᴊᴏꜱʜᴜᴀ; 

name: ji soo hong

hometown: los angles, california, usa

birthday: december 30, 1995

age: 24

role: spy, distraction, dealer, the eyes & ears

code name: joshua

code number: 123095

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

distraction: a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else.

dealer: a person or business that buys and sells goods.

the eyes & ears: look at or watch closely or with interest & listens closely to what others are saying.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

accessory to murder

accessory to assault

grand theft

left crime scene

ᴡᴇɴ ᴊᴜɴʜᴜɪ – ᴊᴜɴ;

name: wen jun-hui

hometown: shenzhen, guangding, china

birthday: june 10, 1996

age: 23

role: assassin, sniper

code name: jun

code number: 061096

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

sniper: a person who shoots from a hiding place, especially accurately and at long range.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

attempted murder

aggravated assault

left crime scene

torture

ᴋᴡᴏɴ ꜱᴏᴏɴʏᴏᴜɴɢ – ʜᴏꜱʜɪ;

name: kwon soon young

hometown: namyangju-si, gyeinggi-do, south korea

birthday: june 15, 1996

age: 23

role: assassin, torture

code name: hoshi

code number: 061596

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

torture: the action or practice of inflicting severe pain on someone as a punishment or to force them to do or say something, or for the pleasure of the person inflicting the pain.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

torture

attempted murder

grand theft auto

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to hacking (government)

accessory to grand theft

ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴡᴏɴᴡᴏᴏ; 

name: jeon won woo

hometown: changwon, gyeongsangnam-do, south korea

birthday: july 17, 1996

age: 23

role: spy, assassin

code name: beanie

code number: 071796

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

attempted murder

attempted assault

torture

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to murder

accessory to theft

ʟᴇᴇ ᴊɪʜᴏᴏɴ – ᴡᴏᴏᴢɪ; 

name: lee ji hoon

hometown: busan, south korea

birthday: november 21, 1996

age: 23

role: spy, hacker, the eyes

code name: woozi

code number: 112196

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

hacker: a person who uses computers to gain unauthorized access to data.

the eyes: look at or watch closely or with interest.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

trespassing

hacking into government systems

overriding government systems

1st & 2nd-degree murder

accessory to murder

attempted murder

left crime scene

ʟᴇᴇ ꜱᴇᴏᴋᴍɪɴ – ᴅᴋ;

name: lee seok min

hometown: suji-gu, yongin-si, gyeonggi-do, south korea

birthday: february 18, 1997

age: 22

role: spy, distraction

code name: dk, dokyeom

code number: 021897

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

distraction: a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

accessory to murder

accessory to assault

accessory to grand theft

accessory to hacking

accessory to assault

left crime scene

ᴋɪᴍ ᴍɪɴɢʏᴜ; 

name: kim min gyu

hometown: anyang-si, gyeonggi-do, south kora

birthday: april 6, 1997

age: 23

role: spy, lure, seducer, distraction, capture

code name: mingyu

code number: 040697

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

lure: tempt to do something or to go somewhere, especially by offering some form of reward.

seducer: a person who entices someone into sexual activity.

distraction: a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else.

capture: take into one’s possession or control by force.

criminal history:

gang activities

gang violence

blackmail

grand theft

kidnapping

assault

assault & battery

attempted murder

accessory to murder

accessory to grand theft

left the crime scene

xᴜ ᴍɪɴɢʜᴀᴏ – ᴛʜᴇ8; 

name: xu minghao

hometown: anshan, liaoning, china

birthday: november 7, 1997

age: 22

role: assassin, arsonist, sniper

code name: the8

code number: 110797

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

arsonist: the criminal act of deliberately setting fire to property.

sniper: a person who shoots from a hiding place, especially accurately and at long range.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

1st 2nd & 3rd-degree murder

arson

torture

attempted murder (government officials)

grand theft auto

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to hacking (government)

accessory to grand theft

ʙᴏᴏ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴋᴡᴀɴ; 

name: boo seung kwan

hometown: jeju-do, south korea

birthday: january 16, 1998

age: 22

role: spy, underboss

code name: boo

code number: 011698

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

underboss: a boss’s deputy, especially in a criminal organization.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

accessory to murder

accessory to assault

grand theft

left crime scene

ᴄʜᴏɪ ʜᴀɴꜱᴏʟ – ᴠᴇʀɴᴏɴ; 

name: hansol vernon chwe

hometown: new york, new york, usa

birthday: february 18, 1998

age: 21

role: spy, assassin, seducer

code name: vernon

code number: 021898

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

seducer: a person who entices someone into sexual activity.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

attempted murder

attempted assault

torture

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to murder

accessory to theft

ʟᴇᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴ – ᴅɪɴᴏ;

name: lee chan

hometown: iksan-si, jeollakbu-do, south kore

birthday: february 11, 1999

age: 21

role: spy, hacker, assassin, arsonist, distraction

code name: dino

code number: 021199

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

hacker: a person who uses computers to gain unauthorized access to data.

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

arsonist: the criminal act of deliberately setting fire to property.

distraction: a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else.

criminal history;

gang activity

gang violence

grand theft

attempted murder

accessory to murder

attempted torture

accessory to torture

hacking (government)

accessory to hacking (government)

attempted arson

accessory to arson

blackmail

The amount of effort ficwriter does in order to write a fic. "nah the story doesn't need to be that accurate it's just a fic I'm not getting any money out of it" and then as they keep writing and posting their browse history is something like "moon calendar in 1981"

Aashiqui; our love

“Seungcheol one shot”

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol x female reader

Genre: fluff [desi setting]

Warnings: no warnings

Word count: 1.5 K

A/N: This is what happens if I get high on Seungcheol after midnight. This is my first time writing a desi au or one-shot. I can’t believe I finally did this, hope you’ll like it <3

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I was checking the arrangements for the weddings. After talking with my cousins, I spotted Seungcheol, I wanted to go and talk to him. I didn’t get a chance to talk to him the whole day because of the arrangements, and now I was busy with family members. I wished at times, that I didn’t care about anyone and make it so obvious that I’m his and I want to spend time with him even in this busy situation. I was enjoying the wedding but looking at him talking with his friends, I was craving for his hugs and warmth, I was so excited to show my lehenga to him but I didn’t even get a chance to show him properly.

My cousin called me suddenly and I had to leave the place, even before Seungcheol could turn to look at me.

“Nishi, these are my close friends, and they wanted to meet you” I gave them a smile. After introducing themselves and talking a bit, I excused myself when my phone started ringing. My face lit up with a smile the moment I saw the caller id. I was about to pick up and then I spotted him.

If I could then I would've run into his arms because I missed him a lot. I was so busy because of this wedding, even thought being eachother’s neighbors I couldn’t even meet him even once the past two weeks.

We barely talked because of how busy I was.

I was walking towards him and saw him standing alone. Everything felt like it slowed down around me, I felt like I couldn’t even hear anything and only saw his dimples when he smiled. I couldn’t process anything when I saw him, wearing the  kurta, he looked so beautiful.

Soon I was standing infront of him, the urge to hug him tight was way too high, I was barely controlling myself from holding his hand in public. He suddenly leaned towards me, “come with me for a minute” his lips almost touching my ears, I was barely holding myself back from doing anything. He pulled himself back and gave me his beautiful smile.

We were walking together, wherever he was taking me. While walking I realized I was almost done for this night until all the rituals started, and I had to be present till then I could sneak out for some time and spend some time with him. I could do this for the very least.

How much I wanted to tell him that he looks so beautiful in this kurta and his dimples were making me fall in love over and over again with him.

I saw one of my cousin’s friend, Aditya coming towards us, I got almost nervous for a second and then realized Seungcheol held my dupatta and pulled me closer to him slowly, I were taken aback with this side of him. I looked at him in surprise, “why would you do that?”

“I saw the way he was looking at you when you were with your cousin, introducing yourself.” The smile and the small tug on my dupatta was everything to tell me, how he was feeling. He’s insane at times and I love him for this.

“You were watching me?”

“No, taking care of you from a distance.”

Soon, we reached the rooftop if the balcony, no one was there and it somehow felt peaceful with him. the stars, the lights which were used to decorate the whole place. knowing no one would come right now, because I locked the door after coming here. And it was just us in the rooftop under the beautiful moon.

We were standing infront of eachother and I could see the longing feelings in his eyes, I wished he could see that in my eyes as well. I took a step closer to him and he suddenly pulled me by my waist, his hands touching my bare skin, a quick shiver ran down my body while I was looking at him. He smiled at me, I just wanted to admire him so much right now. I slowly put my hands on his shoulder and smiled back at him. He looked so mesmerizing today, “I missed you”, “I missed you too Cheol.”

“You look breathtaking today love” I was so flustered, whenever he calls me ‘love’, “what? You look really breathtaking in this beautiful lehenga” and before I could reply him anything, he leaned towards me and gave a quick kiss.

I was taken aback. “Ch-Cheol”

“Yes Love?”

“You’re insane” he laughed softly, “You have no idea how much I missed you. It was so difficult now to pull you closer everytime I saw you tonight, I was just holding myself back from calling you. But the moment I saw I could help you sneak out a bit, I didn’t hesitate anymore” I smiled at him.

“This golden kurta suits you a lot, and you look beautiful” I finally told him, which was inside me.

“You like this kurta?” I nodded unable to look at him, I was shy and flustered. He slowly lifted my chin and made me look at him, “you’re so adorable Nishi” and kissed my cheeks.

I was about to say something but then realized the change in song, and the moment I recognized the song I couldn’t speak anything anymore; ‘Aashiqui (Theme Song)’ started playing. And if I could describe the moment, it couldn’t be more perfect. I was staring at him and our bodies started reacting to this music already and we were dancing slowly. I had no idea how we started dancing to this song automatically, maybe because it’s our favorite song and it holds a lot of memories.

Somehow, his chin was resting on top of my head at first and then automatically my head was resting on his chest, I could hear this heartbeat. There was a lovely rhythm in that and the way I feeling was something I couldn’t describe.

Everything felt so perfect, it felt like we were telling eachother a lot of things without using any words, and this was enough for us to communicate. We don’t need to say everything, sometimes our actions and silence is enough for the other other to understand what do we want to say. And by this, I was telling him, ‘if only time could stop here and we never had to go back downstairs and stay apart from eachother.’

I wanted to hold his hand forever and roam around this whole place, doesn’t matter even if it’s anyone’s wedding.

People say, you fall in love deeper with a person, without even realizing and when you realize it’s too late but for me, I think realizing was the best thing that I can’t stay away from him and leave him. Rather I stay with him till the end no matter what. That’s how much I love him.

“Cheol…” I felt like telling him. He didn’t say anything, his silence telling me to continue, “sometimes I feel, how will I be telling my mom, how much I love you and want to be with you?” his hugs tighten and I start feeling like home, “why are you worrying so much, eventually they will get to know about us, its not like we will hide this forever, we need to tell them one day or other and the day we decide to tell them I would be standing there holding your hand to support you.” A small smile broke on my face, I lifted my face and looked at him, I was wearing heels but I was still short infront of him, I tiptoed and gave him a quick kiss.

“It’s not like we are forbidden from loving eachother, it’s just that they don’t know and they will know one day. There’s no reason to be ashamed of our love; our love is something that made me strong. And I know, they will accept us.” He placed a kiss on my forehead.

“can’t you be mine already? I miss you every second” I looked at him in surprise, this guy is known for his flirting. “Cheol-

“I love you so much Cheol”

“I love you too”

He kissed me again and this time, he pulled me closer by my waist. And the song, playing in the background was telling me to fall in love with him more. I could feel all the emotions in his kiss, I pushed him back slightly because I was out of breath. I looked at him, his hands were touching my lips, “you know, how much I want to ruin your pretty lipstick but I can’t do that because it won’t look good on you specially when everyone’s around you and looking at you.”

“You’re insane.” He laughed again and placed a kiss on my forehead.

“My pretty lady looking gorgeous in this lehenga, I hope boys stop making moves on you tonight or else I really need to disclose that you’re mine”

“Stop, you know I don’t bother with other guys” he pulled me into a hug again.

Found You | C.Sc

Part 1 | Part 2

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol x Reader

Word Count: 8,4k

Genre: angst, murder, infidelity

Author notes: mention of death, main character dead, detil naration about anxiety and panic attack (don't read if it could trigger you), no proofread:)

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Surviving a week after your funeral was a miracle for Seungcheol. You were found drowned in a lake by a local located far away from your town. That is almost 3 hours of driving to get there and it was possible of you went there alone without a vehicle.

What has been inside Seungcheol's head is who. Who were with you. Did you killed yourself? Or did they kill you? He won't believe the first one, an angel like you won't kill any body.

But yourself.

You wouldn't kill yourself, he believes that. You have him, Dowon, Jeonghan, and your parents. There's no reason for you to leave everyone out of sudden. Seungcheol closed his eyes, strongly refusing evil thought to get inside his head. He already has too much on his plateplate at the moment.

Jeonghan has been asking him to go to a psychiatric. Everyone is feeling loss, as well as him, but no one could compare theirs loss with your husband, Seungcheol. Jeonghan knew how important your role for Seungcheol was. He saw Seungcheol since they were in university and he could tell you had brought a big impact toward your husband.

"I'm sorry for your loss Seungcheol, i'm sorry. I miss her too. I know it's hard for you to accept this reality. With your parents in the past and now y/n. But please, Dowon needs you. He needs his father."

After days of persuasion that done by Jeonghan and your parents, Seungcheol finally melt with Dowon asking his dad to be strong for him and his mother. He finally able to let out all the puff in his heart, crying in front of his son, and promise him to get better in the future. It leads him to be seated in front of Dr. Boo, a psychiatric and also friends of Jeonghan. After a few appointments, ease to opening up is coming.

"She is very important for me." Said Seungcheol after Dr. Boo asked, "how important she is for you?"

"Very important, she makes me a better person."

"I lost my parents in an accident, i was the only one who survived."

"It was hard for me to just smile, after that accident. Her presence changed me a lot."

Dr. Boo raise his brows, "have you ever visit a psychiatric after that accident?" Seungcheol nodded, "she made me. I had been consuming medicines but has stop since my son's birthday, half year ago. I feel better. "

Dr. Boo smiled, "your son must be your source of power."

Seungcheol smiled, Dr. Boo's words reminded him of his son, the only thing you left him with and has you in it.

He misses you.

*

The investigation started after a month of your funeral. Based on forensic result, it is true that there is a sign of murder. Jeonghan refused to continue the investigation due to Seungcheol's condition.

"It's only hurt you, the more you know things." He said.

But Jeonghan's word bitten him. Seungcheol let the investigation to be continued as a homicide investigation. He met Officer Kim, again. He would be the one who lead the investigation.

"You're the one who is my best friend now, Cheol. I don't want to know more about her." Said Jeonghan when he was about to go out of Seungcheol's office.

"Why?"

Jeonghan sighed, "i don't wanna get hurt. That's why. How about you? Why you let them? Don't you ever think about Dowon? I don't think he ever want to know if his mother was killed or not."

"Justice, Jeonghan. That's what i want to give her."

Jeonghan took a deep breath and walked away, before he got out of the door he mumbled words that audible enough for Seungcheol to hear it.

"Justice won't get her back, Seungcheol."

Peace. At least it will give everyone peace. Seungcheol, Dowon, your parents. Justice for your death is a peace for them. At least, knowing who committed murder to you and get them into prison would give them a peace. Seungcheol hasn't been enjoying sleep after your missing that night. He sometimes woke up at night and went to Dowon's room, eyes wide open, just in case someone would do the same to your son.

Jeonghan doesn't understand that.

He won't understand. He never experienced losing someone before but Seungcheol had to face it twice, he afraid to lose anymore.

He is afraid that your parents would take Dowon from him, that's why he decided to go to psychiatric, so they let Dowon lives with him again. When you were still here, he was afraid that he would losing you over Jeonghan. After his loss of his parents, he always afraid. Always.

And no one seems to understand.

*

"Oppa! Help me... Wake up! Wake up!"

It was first time, you ever come to his dream after that accident. He barely saw you, but your voice was clear and it frightened him. It must be more frightening for you. He woke up early these days, he has mastered breakfast preparation day by day. Dowon is also a help, he has been more independence. Seungcheol felt proud of your son but it also a heart breaking watching your son walking to the bathroom alone, washing his face without a company. It was usually Seungcheol standing beside him, told him to wash face, brushing his teeth, applying lotion. While you would busily making amazing breakfast in the kitchen.

It's more than a month and he misses you so bad.

"Do you miss your mom?" Dowon nodded.

"But, Jeonghan uncle said mom is in beautiful place now, mom would never have to feel pain again." Dowon's words picked Seungcheol attention.

"What do you mean mom never have to feel pain? Was she in pain?" Dowon nodded at Seungcheol.

Dowon back faced him and put his hand on his back while saying, "mom had pain here," before pointing it at his arm, "and here. She cried at night because of that."

Dowon's word brought a lot of thoughts to Seungcheol's head even after he arrived at work. He remembered about bruises you had in arm, but he forgot to ask more about that.

Three months ago, he spot you winced on his grab on your left arm. It was supposed to be joke, but your reaction brought him into worries. He signed you to leave Dowon played by himself to follow him to the bed room.

"What was that?" Seungcheol asked you, referring to thing that happened while ago. He was about to take your arm, but you stepped back.

You smiled at him, but your eyes wondered to the ground avoiding his stare. "It's okay, just a little bruise."

Seungcheol didn't like her answer but he couldn't force him, he let out a sigh, "Okay, it's a little bruise. But, may i see it?" There was a 5 second pause before you shook your head refusing his wish.

Seungcheol could sense you being uncomfortable at him and couldn't help to take you to his embrace. "You know i love you, right?" He whispered to you and he could heard you broke down on his chest.

"My baby, it's okay. I'm here." Seungcheol mumbled while patting your back lovingly.

You then opened up that work had been hard for you and elevator in building where you worked was getting fix. You decided to get down by stairs only to fall yourself and got your arm bruise. Seungcheol rolled up your sleeve and saw a purplish bruise as big as palm on your skin.

"You fall from stairs?" Seungcheol asked you again and you nodded to him in assurance.

"If there's anyone ever hurt you. Tell me, okay?" He told you. Just in case some one in your work was the the one doing that.

"I promise, oppa."

*

Seungcheol just back from his appointment with Dr. Boo, he prescribed him the same medicine he had consumed in the past. It was for his panic attack. Considering that Dowon lives with him now, he needs to get his condition stabled all the time.

He took his first pack of pills for today after a chat he received from Dr. Boo to take it regularly in first month. After putting Dowon to sleep, he was about to wash himself when he got a call from Officer Kim.

"Good evening, Mr. Choi. Sorry for calling at this hour. But, you have mentioned that your wife like to write diary, right? Could we grab anything you have related to her writes tomorrow?" Officer Kim asked Seungcheol.

"Yeah, i could drop it to your office if you want next morning." Seungcheol said.

"That'll be awesome. Thank you so much, Mr. Choi."

The phone call with Officer Kim hung up. Officer Kim is such a bright personality, Seungcheol thought. He always greeted him with bright manner, he gave him big help to this case which Seungcheol couldn't be more thankful. He even tried to communicate with Dowon in a very friendly way that made Dowon grown a fond of him. He mentally noted to appreciate Officer Kim later. He's such a great police officer and as a person.

Seungcheol walked to your shared office room. He went to pile of books that contained all your words, thought, and emotions for years. He sat in front of them and tried to count them. They were 20 of them and every each of them was written month and year. Seungcheol took the one written 'January-June', it was from three years ago. It was when you were in your first trimester. He read the first line and it was,

'Shit, i crave another PC Bang donkatsu.'

And Seungcheol couldn't contain his giggles reading the continues part.

'It's 2 a.m. Cheol just took his medicines that's why he sleeps soundly. I just made him to get me donkatsu from same PC Bang 4 hours ago, i assume if i asked him he would buy me again, right? But how could i wake him up? He's so cute when he's asleep. My pouty baby:('

He didn't realize that it's been two hours since he seated him self reading your diary since first time you met him. He finally able to know your feeling when you two were just friend, is amusing to him. There were a lot of emotions that you had been hiding from him since your first meeting and he wanted to know if it's still like that. He wanted to ask you. He wanted to confront, "is it so hard to just tell me what you feel? Tell me what you think?"

He sighed, he couldn't.

Seungcheol tidied them up before picking all of them to the kitchen counter. He packed all of her diary into a box until his eyes spot a piece of photo card falling from one of your diary. Behind it was written, '06/04 Happy birthday my Aries Boy!'

He flipped the photo and found younger you and a familiar guy posing like a couple in the picture. He looked at the year again and tried to look at the diary in the same year. It was from 6 years ago. Before you two meet. He open the and lot of pictures fell out of the pages.

'Anniversary of Two Aries!'

'Mingoo my favorite boy<3'

'Taken by amazing Mingyu:D'

'Y/n, Mingoo's fav journalist.'

'A silly picture of Kim Mingyu, Future Crimonologist.'

"It's Officer Kim." Seungcheol mumbled. He knows you.

could i request an ayato and arranged marriage fic w a reader as clever as the man and a happy ending w requited love? im like. desperate to find more of these

Happily Ever After (Kamisato Ayato x Reader)

CH NOTES: established relationship, arranged marriage, mutual pining, misunderstandings (infidelity), kimono is mentioned (implied fem!reader), happy ending, fluff, slight angst (just a little though)

PAIRING: Ayato x reader

SUMMARY: Ayato x Fiance!Reader resolving misunderstandings in the most adorable way possible 

A/N: the joy I felt when I received this request,,, anyways here’s a fic!! who knows I might make a sequel.

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“C-can you repeat that for me, [Name]?” Ayaka stutters, her hands trembling. She tries to keep the smile on her face, but it doesn’t hide her uneasiness. She could not believe what she had just heard. You sigh at the youngest Kamisato, not wanting to repeat the words you just said. However, she is your dear friend– and future sister-in-law– so you’ll repeat for her.

Ayaka starts drinking her tea, waiting for you to speak. You look down at the teacup wrapped around your hand, “I think Ayato is having an affai–” “PFFFTT–”

You immediately look up to see the youngest Kamisato choking on her drink. Your eyes widen as you stand up, walking towards Ayaka who is sitting in front of you. “Ayaka, are you okay?!” You ask worriedly, handing out your handkerchief to her. 

She grabs your handkerchief and starts to wipe her mouth– her face beat red from embarrassment. “I apologize for… erm, that,” She replies nervously. You observe her closely, her face still red, and her gaze doesn’t meet yours. 

“Are you hiding something from me?” you frown. Ayaka immediately turns to face you, her eyes wide. “No, Of course not!” She denies, placing her hand on her chest, “I have nothing to hide from you.” 

You sigh as you run your fingers through your hair, sitting beside the youngest Kamisato. You look at her intensely, making Ayaka gulp slightly under your gaze– you’re serious, terrifyingly serious. The atmosphere in the drawing room tenses, “I think Ayato is having an affair,” you continue, “Do you know anything? Ayaka?” You question her, eyebrows furrowing as you look at her firmly. 

“I know nothing,” Ayaka replies unyieldingly, “if I did know anything, I would tell you immediately, [Name], I swear.” You and Ayaka stare intensely at each other, your gazes not wavering. Ayaka is nervous under your stare yet holds her ground. You then look away– breaking eye contact–, and the atmosphere around you softens, opting to believe the youngest Kamisato. Ayaka sighs in relief, knowing that you believe her. 

You start to calm down, your seriousness disappearing but not your suspicion. “[Name], may I ask, when did you start suspecting my brother?” Ayaka asks, you look at her determined expression. You give her a small smile– despite being his younger sister, she looks as if she’s willing to choose you over him. 

“Alright, I’ll tell you,”

Your suspicion started a week ago at Lady Hiiragi’s tea party. After the abolishment of the Vision hunt decree, Chisato Hiirago took over as the head of her clan. To celebrate, she hosted a tea party in her estate located in Ritou. As the fiance of the Yashiro Commissioner and her friend, you were undeniably invited to the tea party alongside your Fiance. 

On the day of the tea party, everything was going well until your Fiance excused himself– leaving the room. You didn’t mind, because you know very well that he dislikes gatherings. But after a while, he still hasn’t come back. Worried, you excused yourself from the tea party and started looking for your Fiance. 

As you were looking for him, you saw him talking with Lady Hayashi, an unmarried woman, who specializes in clothing. Out of instinct, you hide behind a nearby tree as you listen intently to their conversation. At first, it started casually, only exchanging pleasantries, until it changed. Your eyes narrowed as you continued to listen intently. 

“My lord, about that... Ehem, special request, it has been going smoothly.” Hiyashi smiles, “You can come over tomorrow.”

You freeze on the spot. ‘Special request? Come over? What is going on?’ you thought. You bite down your lower lip as your heart thumps out of your chest. You try to conceal your presence with the use of your vision, hoping none of the two would notice your presence. 

“I’ll be there,” Ayato replied– your heart sank. You place your hand over your chest as it continues to beat loudly. You watch as they bid each other goodbye, going their separate ways. You don’t know why you're feeling like this– horrible and unfamiliar. 

You walked back to the venue, feeling odd. You didn’t understand why it felt like everything came crashing down. The night went on, as usual, hoping that no one would notice your dampened mood behind the smile. As the night comes to an end, you are convinced that no one saw through your facade– after all, no one came to ask about your well-being. But you were unaware of the lilac-colored eyes looking at you in concern the entire night. 

As the only descendant of one of the most prestigious clans in all of Inazuma, you were immediately engaged to Kamisato Ayato at birth, and it did not bother you at all. Out of the other noble candidates, you were undeniably closest to the eldest Kamisato, so you were glad that it was Ayato.

From then on, you and Ayato spent each other’s childhood together. He was there at every significant event in your and vice versa. From winning your first sparring competition to you crying over a book Guuji Yae gave to you– Ayato was there all the time. And the more time you spent with him by your side, you slowly developed feelings for him– however, it took you a while to admit your feelings.

After all, it is a form of weakness. 

But you couldn’t help it– Kamisato Ayato is so easy to love. From his smile, ambition, flaws, and sense of fashion to his love of Boba, you fell in love with everything. So when you overheard that conversation, you were devastated. 

“So basically, you overheard my brother talking with Lady Hiyashi about a special request?” Ayaka asks, seeking confirmation. You nod as a reply.

“Maybe he just ordered some garments– hence he sought Lady Hiyashi,” Ayaka assumes, trying to ease out your ambitious suspicion. When you told Ayaka your suspicion, she could not believe it. After all, Kamisato Ayato is madly in love with you since he first laid his eyes on you! So having an affair is more unlikely than Diluc Ragnvindr reconciling with his brother! Not only that, Lady Hiyashi is lesbian, so there is no way she would have an affair with her brother. 

As much as she wants to tell you, she decides to stay quiet about it. (not because she finds this amusing of course).

“That’s what I first thought,” You announce, staring at your hand as you fidget your fingers, “but I have checked the ledgers, and there was no documented transaction between Lady Hiyashi and Ayato,” “I ‘asked’ around and for the past couple of weeks, Ayato has been meeting Lady Hiyashi.”

Ayaka continues to smile, despite knowing that you did not just ask around. Knowing you, you most likely ordered the elite ninjas in your family to get information between Ayato and Lady Hiyashi no matter what. 

Hearing footsteps approaching the room, Ayaka decided to graciously help her dear brother. Noticing a silhouette standing behind the Shoji, she decides to take this opportunity. Ayaka asks her distressed friend, “Are you perhaps in love with my brother, [Name]?” 

You freeze, blood rushing to your face as your cheeks shade red– heating it in the process. Your pupils shaking profusely and your ears reddening. You cover the lower half of your face with your hand, trying to avert your gaze from Ayaka, who is grinning at you. Ayaka glanced at the figure behind the shoji, then glanced back at you. 

“It’s just that,” Ayaka says, resting her face on her hand– tilting it– “Since you and my brother are in an arranged marriage I suspect that you wouldn’t care if he has a secret lover,” Your shoulder tenses up. “But seeing you distressed, I assume you care deeply for my brother more than a friend, isn’t that right?” 

You press your lips tightly, hesitant to answer Ayaka’s question. As mentioned, it took you ages to admit your love for Ayato, so admitting it out loud is further admitting that you love him. 

While you lost in your own thoughts, Ayaka once again glanced at the silhouette behind the shoji. Kamisato Ayato has always been a terrible hider. During her childhood, her brother would always play seeker because, in his words, he would rather play hunter than be hunted. 

“Yes…” You whisper, making only Ayaka hear. Ayaka smirks teasingly, “I’m sorry [Name] but I can’t hear you” 

You pout at the young Kamisato, who is looking at you with a teasing grin. You sigh then you speak, “Yes”, this time saying it much loudly. 

“Yes to what??” Ayaka smirks, your face turning redder than a ripe tomato. How annoying you playfully thought. You just want to wipe that grin off her face. You take a deep breath as Ayaka looks at you expectantly. 

“I love Kamisato Ayato!” You yell, Ayaka’s eyes widening at the volume of your voice. Her gaze goes back to back from your flustered face to the silhouette behind the shoji. She wasn’t expecting you to yell– but you did!

 “From his smile to his annoying attitude, I love it!” You look at Ayaka with hearts in your eyes. “[Name] are you alright-“

“The way he firmly commands his subordinates with an iron fist but then treats them well regardless of status,” You add, “I love it all!”

You have never told anyone of your undying love for the commissioner because you believe it to be a show of weakness. So you buried it deep within your heart for months, never expressing your love. 

It was painful not to express your love for Ayato. But you endured— well, not until now. 

You continue to sing of your love for Ayato, almost forgetting the fact you were distressed because of him. 

Ayaka just sits there and listens as you ramble about her brother, slowly regretting her choices. Ayaka turns to look at the shoji, she could just tell that the person behind the shoji is blushing so hard. Oh, how badly she just wants to see it. 

Then, an idea popped inside her head, and she smirks. “[Name], excuse me” Ayaka smiles at you as she stands up, you look at her curiously. “Are you going somewhere?” you ask her, who is now walking towards the door, slightly tilting your head to your side. 

You look at the shoji where Ayaka is walking, your eyes widen as you see a silhouette— a silhouette you are familiar with.

“Brother, it isn’t nice to eavesdrop on conversations, you know?” Ayaka sarcastically jokes, sliding the shoji door– revealing your flustered Fiance holding a wrapped present. You cover your mouth as you blush profusely, slowly realizing what has just occurred. 

Ayaka grins at the sight of two love-sick idiots. “I’ll leave you two here. I need to ask Thoma to bring in more Dango!” Ayaka nonchalantly says as she leaves the room, leaving both of you here.

“Hey,” Ayato nervously greets you, shutting the door behind him and then walking towards you. You look down, not wanting to face him after your outburst. “Don’t look down,” he whispers as he continues to walk toward you. You tense up at the tone of his voice– firm. You continue to look down, his shadow swallowing your figure. 

Your eyes widen as he holds onto your chin, slowly tilting it up, making you face your Fiance. You gasp at the sight; Ayato looks down at you with a grin on his face– his cheeks still red.

“Didn’t you say you like my eyes?” He teases, slowly leaning forward– making you tense up, “So don’t look away.” Your cheeks heat up as you both get lost in each other’s eyes. You’re mesmerized, not wanting to look away from his eyes. Though he has an arrogant expression, his gaze is so soft, gentle, and full of love, making your heart skip a beat.

The more you two get mesmerized in each other’s eyes, the more Ayato loses his cool. Kamisato has always been a great actor, knowing how to conceal his emotions when needed, he just can’t do it in front of you. Slowly, Ayato’s facade starts to crumble apart as his cheeks heat up, making him blush hard– again. His smug smirk turns into a soft smile. You continue to stare at him in daze as he removes his hold onto your chin and then sits down next to you. 

“I’m sorry,” He apologizes, “It appears that I can’t stay calm around you.” 

“Did you hear everything?” You ask as you both maintain eye contact. Ayato reddens, “Yes,” 

“As in, everything?” 

“Do you want me to repeat everything you said?” 

“No!” You immediately refute, your eyes wide. Silence befalls you two until you both burst out laughing. You both smile at each other after your laughing fit. Then Ayato grabs your hand, intertwining it with his– making you blush, even more, you didn’t even think it was possible to blush this hard. “I got you something,” Ayato says, grabbing the wrapped present with his other hand.

“This is?” You look at the beautifully wrapped present. You swore you’d seen this wrapping from somewhere. “Open it,” Ayato suggests; you look up at him and then back to the present. You let go of Ayato’s hand as you grab the present and then unwrapping it. 

“A box?” You mutter to yourself. With both of your hands, you lift the box, eyes widening as you look at the present– it’s a kimono. “This is!” You remove the kimono from the box as you admire the design.

“It’s beautiful,” You praise, your excited eyes not leaving the blue-colored kimono. “I designed it, just for you,” He grins. Upon hearing his remark, your excited eyes turn to look at him, startling him. “It’s gorgeous!!” you exclaim. 

As you continue admiring the Kimono; you notice how the color matches Ayato’s clothes, the golden embroideries, and the lily pattern. “It is beautiful,” You say, turning your head to face him “so beautiful,” you smile widely at him. Ayato’s eyes widen at the sight, his heart skipping a beat as he continues to admire your smile– he’s captivated. Compared to his design, your smile is much more beautiful. 

He smiles back at you, “it took me weeks to design this,” he says as he holds onto the silk of the Kimono, “And then I had to request Lady Hiyashi to bring the design to life.” You tense up, your excitement slowly disappearing at the mention of her name. You then recall the reason why you are in the Kamisato estate in the first place. Ayato notices your sudden change in mood, and concerned, he speaks “[Name] are you alright-”

“What is your relationship with Lady Hiyashi?” You interrupt him as your expression darkens. His eyes widened at the question, “Excuse me?”

“A few days ago I saw you and Lady Hiyashi talking about a special request and–”

“[Name], are you assuming that I and Lady Hiyashi are having an affair?” Ayato interrupts, and you nod in response. The next moment, Ayato’s laughter fills the room. Your face flushed in embarrassment as you stare at the eldest Kamisato in disbelief– is he mocking you?!

“Are you mocking me, Kamisato Ayato?” You snap, eyes narrowing, as Ayato starts to wipe his tears of laughter.

“Dear,” He says in between his laughter, “Lady Hiyashi is lesbian and is in a 5-year relationship with her childhood sweetheart.”

Your eyes widen at the newly founded information. You immediately turn to look away from Ayato from embarrassment as he continues to laugh at your remark. “Though,” Ayato grins teasingly, “To think that you love me to the point you’d get jealous, I’m honored.”

You refuse to meet his eyes– dying from embarrassment– just a while ago you were suspecting that he might be in an affair. You internally cursed at yourself for jumping to conclusions, you even told Ayaka for Archon’s sake! “If I tell you about me, will you finally look at me in the eyes?” He whispers, your ears perk up in curiosity– something about Ayato?

“Maybe,” You mutter in reply, Ayato smiles.

“Did you know I’ve been madly in love with you since childhood?” Your eyes widen, “You were always so unique as a child, so clever yet you always listen to your heart than mind,” He grins, “Just like now.” 

Ever since Ayato was a child, he gave away his heart to you like he was just passing toys, regardless of the advice of his peers. ‘As the heir to the Kamisato clan, you must never give your heart away so easily’ they would say, ‘it is a form of weakness. He would always take the wise words of his peers seriously– after all, knowledge is important. Yet he easily threw it all away when it comes to you. He easily gave you his world, despite knowing you could break it all in a heartbeat. 

He knows how closed your heart is, after all, you too received the same advice. The only difference between you and Ayato is that you took it to heart. 

“I’m sorry,” You whisper softly, still refusing to meet his eyes in shame. Ayato looks at you almost as if his world is about to crumble apart. “I only started developing feelings for you 6 months ago,” You add.

Ayato’s jaw drops at your comment, and then you both hear an outburst of laughter coming behind the shoji door. You and Ayato turn to the door as it slides open, revealing Ayaka laughing her heart out, and Thoma trying to suppress his laughter while holding a plate of Dango.

BONUS: [Name]: So why have you been meeting with Lady Hiyashi? Ayato (held at gunpoint): It’s because we need to talk about the designs [Name]: Why secretly? Ayato: I wanted to surprise you, hence the unrecorded ledgers [Name]: Why special request then? Ayato: it’s because i’m the yashiro commissioner which is why every request i make is special??????

A/N: im so sorry i have no idea how to make reader as someone as clever as the man I just like this idea akjsdjhfak also this is my longest fic slay