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𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟿 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟾 ♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟿 - 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢

Minghao led Y/N to a bathroom at the end of the hallway. He directed her to sit on the chair that was in the center of the room.

“What are you planning?” Y/N wondered.

“That’s for me to know and you to find out later once I’m done,” Hao smirked. “But trust me honey, when I’m done with you, those boys won’t be able to resist you.”

“To be honest, I don’t care if they can resist me or not,” Y/N sighed.

“I call total bullshit on that one,” Hao snapped, placing a cape on her to protect her clothing. “You may think you're slick, but I see the games you’re playing.”

He spun the chair around, facing Y/N away from the mirror as he started to work his magic on her hair.

“I’m not playing any games,” Y/N denied.

“Honestly, I can't blame you, they’re a sexy bunch and I’d want them all for myself too. But, when you play with fire, little girl, you always get burnt,” Hao said.

Y/N didn’t respond, she didn’t know how to exactly. Minghao accepted her silence as a confirmation of being correct. Satisfied, he continued to work on her hair.

“How do you feel about piercings and tattoos?” Minghao inquired.

“I don’t know, are you asking if I think you would look good with a piercing or tattoo?” she wondered, looking at the boy's perfect complexion.

“I know I'd look with anything but no honey, I'm already a piece of art, I wouldn’t want to mess with this already perfect canvas,” Minghao smiled. “I was thinking about you getting some things pierced and maybe a tattoo or two.”

“Why?” Y/N asked.

“I think it would add to the look that I’m trying to achieve here,” he explained. “You know what? I think we’re going to do that.”

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. When the person answered, Minghao started, “hey kitten, are you busy?”

“I’m never too busy for you,” the man on the phone said. “What do you need?”

“Can you come over and do a few piercings on a girl who is in desperate need of a makeover?” He asked. “I promise, I’ll make it worth your time.”

“Send me the address and I’ll be right over,” the man agreed.

He smirked, “I’ll see you soon.” He disconnected the call and sent his location over to the mystery caller.

Then sent out another text, frowning when he got the response.

“Well, it seems that you’ll be getting your piercings done today but the ink will have to wait till tomorrow,” he explained.

“I haven’t agreed to any of this,” Y/N huffed, sitting up in the chair.

“Awww, I think it’s cute that you think you have a choice,” Minghao smiled, pushing her back down in the seat. “Seonghwa said to make you more presentable and that's what I intend on doing.”

Y/N exhaled slowly, “why does he hate me so much?”

“Who?” he asked.

“Seonghwa. He’s always so mean to me, last night he called me a worthless whore,” Y/N explained.

“Seonghwa doesn’t hate you,”Minghao grinned. “I think he hates the way you make him feel. That seems to be the common theme around here lately.”

“How do I make him feel?” Y/N wondered.

“You’ll have to ask him that,” Hao said. “But if I may offer some advice. With that one, you can’t be so direct, you’re going to have to be a little more helpless. He’s the type that likes to be in control.”

“How do you know all of this?” she wondered.

“I’ve been around a long time, honey, and I know a dom when I see one,” he grinned. “What I would give to be you for one day. I would make that boy fall in love.”

Minghao continued to work on her hair, between the cutting and the dying, it took over an hour. Hao was almost finished blowing out Y/N’s hair when the bathroom door slowly opened.

“Knock knock,” a man said while entering the room.

“It’s about time you get here, kitten,” he smirked.

“I’ve told you not to call me that,” the man rolled his eyes.

“Oh that’s right, you prefer when I call you daddy,” Minghao teased. 

“Stop it,” the man said as he tried not to look embarrassed.

“Is this your boyfriend?” Y/N interrupted.

“No,” the man snapped. “I am not his boyfriend.”

Minghao glared at the man, “you don’t have to say it so harshly, damn. I have feelings too.”

“We talked about this,” the man quietly said. “And I thought you understood.”

“Oh I understand completely,” Minghao said. “I’m just supposed to  be your dirty little secret.”

“Don’t be like this,” the man sighed.

“Whatever,” Minghao rolled his eyes. “Anyways, this is Mingyu. He's gonna be doing your piercings.”

“Hi Mingyu, I’m Y/N,” she smiled.

“Don’t get any ideas, this one is mine,” Minghao snapped.

Mingyu shook his head in disbelief, “so what are we going to pierce?” he asked.

“I’d like my ears done,” Y/N said.

“Boring,” Minghao sighed. “Look you look hot with this hair, now the rest of you needs to get caught up.”

Y/N looks at Mingyu, “I apparently don’t have a say in this so why don’t you just ask your little boyfriend what you will be piercing.”

“He is not my boyfriend,” Mingyu responded.

“Not yet,” Minghao added. “I’m thinking her nose, maybe an eyebrow, ears, and definitely her belly button.”

“That’s a lot of piercings,” Y/N pointed out.

“Shut up,” he snapped, still staring at Mingyu with a look of lust in his eyes.

“And what am I getting out of this?” Mingyu asked. “You know what, don’t tell me now. Tell me later, when we’re alone.”

“Yes, daddy, keep telling me what to do,” Minghao smirked.

“You don’t look like you’d be gay,” Y/N pointed out, looking at Mingyu.

“And I do?” Minghao snapped.

“I mean…” she started.

Minghao turned to glare at Y/N, waiting for her response.

“Are you soon done with my hair? I want to see how it looks,” Y/N said, changing the subject.

“I’m finished with it, but daddy is gonna do your piercings and I’m gonna work on your face a little before I’m gonna let you see,” he explained. “And when I say a little, I actually mean a lot because, girl you need a whole ass face lift.”

“The anticipation is killing me,” Y/N stated. 

Minghao took a makeup kit out and proceeded to do a complete makeover on Y/N’s face. Mingyu went to work on the various piercings that his boss insisted on.

When they were both finished, Hao looked at Y/N and smiled, “you look hot,” he announced.

“Thanks,” Mingyu smiled, squeezing Minghao’s ass from behind. “You do too.”

Minghao bit his lip, “calm down, we’re almost done with her.”

He spun Y/N’s chair around so she could look in the mirror.

“Oh my god,” Y/N exclaimed, “I look completely different.”

“That’s the point,” Minghao sighed. 

She reached up and touched her hair, “I love it.”

“Of course you do,” he agreed. “I told you that you were in good hands. Now let’s go see what Seonghwa thinks.”

He grabbed Y/N’s hand, leading her out of the bathroom. Before they exited, he turned to look at Mingyu, “my room is two doors down that way, go wait in there for me…please.”

“Okay,” Mingyu winked.

He led Y/N down the hall, down the stairs and went down the other flight of stairs in the back of the house to find Seonghwa sitting in the den with Jongho.

“I’d like to present the new and improved, Y/N,” he said, leading her into the room behind him.

“Wow what a difference,” Jongho gasped. “She doesn’t even look like the same person.”

“I’m a master at everything I do,” Minghao boasted. “Isn’t that correct, Seonghwa?”

“That’s what you always claim,” he sighed.

“Well, do you like it?” Y/N asked, making sad eyes at Seonghwa.

“Eh it’s ok,” he answered. “Anything would be better than how you looked before.”

“We gave her a few new piercings too and tomorrow I have someone coming over to finish off the job with some ink,” Minghao explained.

Seonghwa smirked as he touched his chin, deep in thought. “I might have an idea of a tattoo that I want her to get.”

“Uh oh,” Y/N said with wide eyes. “What is it?”

“I guess you’ll have to wait and see,” Seonghwa smirked.  

“I think I should be able to know what is going on MY body since it's permanent,” Y/N argued.

“If the boss says you are getting a tattoo then that’s how it is,” Jongho growled. “You have no say in anything. Remember, you’re just a useless...”

“Yea I know, I’m a useless whore,” Y/N interrupted.

“No,” Jongho snapped. “I wasn’t going to say that. I was going to say useless hostage. Why the fuck would I call you a useless whore?”

“I don’t know but it seems to be a common theme around here,” Y/N said, making eye contact with Seonghwa.

“It’s actually a worthless whore…not useless,” Seonghwa corrected. “If you’re going to quote, make sure it’s accurate.”

“Ok well, since my job is done here,” Minghao interrupted. “I have some business to attend to so I will see you all tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Jongho asked. “Are you leaving?”

“No, I just plan on being in my room for the rest of the day,” he smiled.

“That’s odd,” Jongho pointed out.

“He has a boy in there,” Y/N announced. “I’m sorry, I mean his daddy is in there.”

“Your daddy?” Seonghwa interjected.

“Don’t look so sad, Seonghwa, you’ll always be my daddy too,” Minghao smirked. 

Seonghwa exhaled slowly, rolling his eyes, “no, no I won’t.”

Minghao smiled, “this is fun and all but I have someone waiting for me who gets very impatient.” He started walking towards the door. “If you get bored later, Seonghwa, feel free to pop in and join in on the fun. The more the merrier afterall.”

He exited the den, pleased with himself as he made his way back upstairs to his bedroom, leaving Jongho, Seonghwa and Y/N alone.

Y/N slowly turned to exit the room as well when Seonghwa cleared his throat, causing her to look in his direction.

“We need to talk, sit down,” he ordered.

Y/N did as she was told and took a seat on a chair across from where Seonghwa was sitting.

“Jongho, you can leave now,” Seonghwa ordered.

Jongho nodded and did as he was told without any resistance.

“Boy he never questions anything you say, does he?” Y/N observed.

“He’s a good worker,” Seonghwa announced. “I’m grateful to have him on my team.”

Y/N quietly listened to Seonghwa without saying anything.

“I’m grateful to have everyone on my team. Everyone has their own purpose. And if one would be missing then we just wouldn’t be complete. I consider everyone to be equally as valuable as the other, no one has greater value in this house and that is even including me. I know I run the show and I give the orders but that doesn’t put any higher value on me than anyone else. We’re a family and we all need each other.”

Y/N continued to listen in silence, wondering what this had to do with her.

“With that being said. I’ve been having chats with all of my members and it seems as though everyone is starting to grow quite fond of you. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this. However, I did bring you here and enforced your safety. So, I must take responsibility for that. This is not a game for us, this is our life and if this is just a game to you, there will be consequences. And when I say consequences I mean death…your death. I will protect my brothers at all costs and if that means your demise then so be it. Understood?”

Y/N slowly nodded at a loss for words.  

“Yunho came to me this morning and told me about the events of last night,” Seonghwa said.

“What did he say?” Y/N asked while staring at her feet

“Why don't you tell me what happened,” Seonghwa said.

“I woke up and he was in my room staring at me. It scared me so bad,” Y/N whined as tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. “He said he could help me sleep by snapping my neck. I thought for sure he was going to kill me.”

“Did he hurt you?” Seonghwa asked.

“No,” Y/N responded as a tear ran down her cheek.

“Now tell me, was this before or after you put his hand on your thigh?”Seonghwa cocked his head.

“I only did that to try to distract him because he looked so intent on killing me,” Y/N confessed. “I didn’t know what else to do.”

“So you didn’t tell him to fuck you in Woo’s bed?” Seonghwa asked. “Yunho was lying about that?”

“I don’t remember saying that. Why would I want that?” Y/N asked. “I only like you…I mean…I only, I don't know.”

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow, further examining her, “you can’t keep yourself out of trouble, can you?” he asked.

“I’m sorry, but this wasn’t my fault,” she insisted. “HE’S the one who came into my room while I was sleeping.”

“I don’t know what your endgame is here, but I’m not enjoying everything in between,” Seonghwa announced, while chugging the last of the whiskey in the glass he was holding.

“I don’t have an endgame and I’m not playing any games in between either,” Y/N argued. “You’re the one that is keeping me trapped in this house and not allowing me to leave.”

Seonghwa reached over and grabbed a bottle off of the table sitting next to the sofa where he was sitting. He refilled his empty glass, chugging the liquid immediately. 

“So you’re saying this is MY fault?” Seonghwa asked.

“No, absolutely not,” Y/N denied. “I’m just saying things happen and sometimes they are no one's fault. You just have to roll with it.”

Seonghwa stood up and walked towards the door. Before exiting he said, “I might send for you tonight so be prepared.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟺 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟹 ♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟻♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟺 - 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢

Wooyoung took his time getting a shower. His normal 5 min shower turned into a twenty-three-minute one. After he finished showering, he got dressed and then went down into the kitchen to get a drink, trying to postpone the upcoming alone time with Y/N. He didn’t quite understand what was happening to him, he never had actual feelings for anyone like he was beginning to feel for her. Well, there was one other time he did but that ended very badly which landed him in a Psychiatric hospital for many years. But that was when he was younger, things could be different now but he still isn’t sure he is willing to take that chance. 

After Wooyoung finished his drink he slowly crept up the stairs and made his way to his bedroom. He opened the door to see an empty room and his window opened. 

“Son of a bitch,” Wooyoung yelled as he turned around and ran back downstairs. 

He yelled for the other boys, after hearing the panic in his voice they didn’t hesitate and ran upstairs to where Wooyoung was standing.

“What happened?” Mingi asked, being the first of the men to come into the room.

“She’s gone,” Wooyoung announced trying to act calm.

“What the fuck do you mean she’s gone?” San growled.

“I got a shower and when I came back into my room, the window was open and she was gone,” Wooyoung explained.

“She couldn’t have gotten too far,” Yunho declared. “For christ’s sake, you only take a five-minute shower.”

“Well about that,” Wooyoung hesitated, “I was kind of in there for like thirty three minutes then I came down here for something so she could have been gone for over an hour.”

“You stupid son of a bitch,” Hongjoong rolled his eyes. “Did you decide to spank one out today and that’s what took you so long?”

Wooyoung looked at Hongjoong confused, “spank one out?” he repeated, “I’m not sure what that means.”

San rushed up the stairs and returned a few moments later, holding his favorite handgun. He placed the gun in his holster.

“I’ll go get her,” San announced.

“I’m coming too,” Wooyoung said racing up the stairs to get changed and grab his weapon of choice. 

Once Wooyoung returned downstairs, he followed San towards the front door.

“Remember, she has to remain unharmed and alive,” Mingi reminded the boys.

Neither San nor Wooyoung responded as they continued to leave the mansion and enter a vehicle that was parked outside.

San turned the ignition on and started to drive out of the driveway. They rode in silence until San eventually broke the reticence, “what is going on with you?” he asked.

“What are you talking about?” Wooyoung wondered, staring out of his window.

“There has been a change in you, ever since Y/N has arrived,” San announced.

“I don’t know what you're talking about,” Wooyoung sighed, still staring out the window.

“Are you falling for her?” San asked.

Wooyoung whipped his head around to stare at San, “why would you say something like that?” he growled. “You know I don’t ‘fall’ for people.”

“I know you usually don’t but this one seems a little different,” San smirked.

“THIS ONE IS NO DIFFERENT,” Wooyoung yelled, “she means nothing to me.”

“That's good,” San nodded, “don’t let some pussy start to cloud your judgment.”

Wooyoung didn’t respond as he turned back to the window, scanning the surroundings, looking for any sign of Y/N. He spotted a large man standing over what looked like a female.

“I think that’s her,” Wooyoung pointed down a long alley.

San slowed down and scanned the alley, “yea it looks like that is.” He pulled the vehicle over and put it into park. 

Wooyoung went to get out of the vehicle when San grabbed his arm, stopping him. 

“Look we gotta do this smart,” San ordered, “we don’t know what he's done to her already. She could already be bleeding out so we don't want to give him any reason to finish the job.”

“If he laid one finger on her, I’m going to rip his fucking throat out with my bare hands,” Wooyoung growled as a red glint flashed through his eyes.

“Ok,” San nodded, “you’re ready. I’m gonna go around the block and get as close to them as I can without being spotted so I can assess the situation. Get that AK thats in the back, set it up, and get ready and when I give the signal…”

“I’m gonna take that motherfucker out,” Wooyoung snarled.

“Yes,” San smiled as he exited the vehicle, running around the block.

Wooyoung retrieved the AK-57 and set the assault rifle up on top of a closed dumpster. He laid down and got the large man in its crosshairs.

San slowly crept up to the two at the end of the alleyway.

“Please don’t kill me,” Y/N pleaded.

“If you don’t want to die, Y/N, you need to prove to me your worth,” the large man ordered.

“What do you want from me?” she cried.

“Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I always wanted the same thing,” the man confessed as an evil smile overtook his face. He reached down, wrapping his giant hands tightly around Y/N’s throat, “to make you scream.”

Y/N gasped for air as the man’s grip grew tighter, slowly cutting off her air flow.

San jumped out from the shadows, “hey motherfucker,” he screamed as he threw his arms in the air, signaling to Wooyoung.

Before the man had a chance to respond a bullet entered his head, in between his eyes, splattering blood all over Y/N. The man’s lifeless body collapsed onto the ground. She grabbed her throat, breathing heavily, in shock of everything that just happened.

Wooyoung hopped off the dumpster, threw the assault rifle into the vacant vehicle and took off running towards Y/N. When he reached her, he wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off the ground to carry her to the vehicle.

“Nice shot,” San said, following them to the truck. 

Wooyoung opened the back seat door and threw Y/N inside, without saying another word he got in the front passenger side of the car, San entered the driver’s side and started the ignition. He turned the car around and headed back in the direction in which they originally came from.

The three drove in silence as Y/N stared out the back window still in shock.

Wooyoung turned around so he could look at her, “why did you run?” he snarled.

“I don’t know,” Y/N sighed. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not ok,” San interrupted. “You almost fucking died. If we wouldn’t have found you when we did, you wouldn’t be able to be sitting back there, appologizing.”

“I know,” Y/N agreed, looking down at the ground. 

“That was the stupidest fucking thing you could have done,” Wooyoung growled. “I thought I could trust you.”

“I can’t say I’m sorry enough,” Y/N teared up. “I really mean that.”

Wooyoung didn’t respond as he turned back around and stared out of his window. The rest of the ride back to their mansion was in silence.

San pulled into the driveway and parked the vehicle in front of the mansion. Wooyoung got out of the front seat, opened the back door where Y/N was sitting. She smiled and reached her hand out for him to grab. However, Wooyoung ignored her little gesture and grabbed a hold of Y/N’s wrist, pulling her harshly behind him.

Wooyoung threw the front open, pulling her inside behind him, seeing Jongho standing at the bottom of the staircase with his arms crossed. 

“The Dragon is waiting for you in his office,” Jongho announced.

Wooyoung nodded, pulling Y/N down a hallway into a room that she was never in before. San and Jongho followed behind, closing the door behind them.

“Bring her here,” Seonghwa growled from behind his desk. His face was barely visible due to the poorly lit room.

Wooyoung did as he was told and violently yanked Y/N across the room.

“So this is Y/N?” Seonghwa asked, cocking his head while examining her. “A bit disappointing, I must say.”

Hongjoong, who was sitting on the sofa with all of the other members of their gang, started laughing. “I thought the same damn thing,” he announced.

Wooyoung shot Hongjoong a look of death as a red glint once again flashed through his eyes.

Seonghwa put his hand up, signaling he wanted silence, “you sure know how to make a lot of trouble, don’t you?” he asked.

“Umm, who are you?” Y/N wondered, ignoring his question.

Jongho spoke up, “this isn’t the time for you to be asking any questions, little girl.”

Y/N glared at Jongho, “I think I have a right to know who I’m speaking with. Thank you very much.”

“Why is this bitch so unruly?” Jongho asked, smacking the back of Mingi’s head with his hand. “Haven’t you guys learned anything about proper hostage procedures?”

“I am not a hostage,” Y/N proclaimed.

“I mean it kind of appears you are,” Yunho smiled.

“Enough!” Seonghwa growled. “Wooyoung take the girl to your room for tonight. We will discuss this and what will come of her in the morning.”

Wooyoung nodded and started pulling Y/N’s arm again.

“Wait what do you mean, ‘what will come of me’? What’s going to happen? What are you going to do to me?” Y/N panicked as she was drug out of the room.

Seonghwa nodded at Jongho and he walked over, closing the door after Wooyoung and Y/N were gone.

“Where did you find the bitch?” Seonghwa asked.

“Shin Hoseok had her in an alley,” San explained. “He was in the process of strangling her, when we got there.”

“Hmmmm,” Seonghwa contemplated as he sat back in his chair. “Why is this bitch so damn important to them?”

“She has shown us no reason for anyone to want her,” Hongjoong declared.

“Well I’d want her,” Yunho announced, “If she was dead, of course.”

A look of disgust crawled across Mingi’s face, “what’s wrong with you?” he asked.

“Yeosang,” Seonghwa said.

Yeosang looked up from his lap top, “Yea?”.

“I need you to get a camera on that window and an alarm, San, you need to keep your eagle hearing active and listen for any sound of concern. This SHALL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN. Understood?” Seonghwa commanded.

All the boys nodded. Before they were able to exit the room, Seongwha cleared his throat making everyone turn back to look at him. 

“I forgot to mention,” Seonghwa said, looking up from his desk. “I brought a guest back with me, who will be staying here for a few weeks. I expect you all to treat him with as much respect as you treat me.”

“Who is it?” Yunho asked.

“You will all meet him tomorrow.” Seonghwa announced, waving his hand, “now get out of here and do as you were told.”

No one asked another question, they all just turned back around and exited Seonghwa’s office.

♥️♠️Meanwhile♦️♣️

A woman walked up to the body of Hoseok, along side of another man. Two men dressed in suits followed closely behind.

“Where is Y/N?” the woman asked.

“I don’t know, she must've gotten away,” the man standing next to the woman answered.

“Well clearly she got away,” the woman growled. “Where were you when this happened, Woojin?”

Woojin took a long, exacerbated breath before speaking, “I was on my way. I told him to wait till I got here, but Hoseok didn’t listen.”

“So this is your fault then?” the woman smirked.

“Medusa, I swear this wasn’t my fault at all,” Woojin scrambled for words.

“Of course it was your fault, you should have been with him like I ordered,” Medusa argued placing a hand on his shoulder. “But it’s ok, we all make mistakes.”

“Thank you for being so understanding” Woojin whimpered.

“Oh I understand completely. I gave you an order and you didn’t listen and now one my best men is dead,” Medusa smirked. “Someone needs to pay for this.”

“I will get revenge for you,” Woojin announced, trembling in fear.

“No,” Medusa shook her head, “I can no longer trust that you can follow my orders.”

“I can I swear,” Woojin pleaded.

“Here,” Medusa said holding out a silver dagger, “Take this and stab yourself in the thigh,” she commanded.

Woojin stared at her with a blank look on his face, confused on what he should really do. He weighed his decisions and as he went to grab for the dagger, Medusa coldly stabbed it into his lower abdomen. With a look of pleasure on her face she pulled the dagger up to Woojin’s chest cavity, carving everything in the way. The gaping hole in his body allowed his intestines to fall out onto the ground, his body falling hard on top.

“I can’t have any weak links in my establishment,” Medusa smirked, walking away from Woojin’s lifeless body. “I’m coming for you Y/N, I hope you’re ready.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy

HII I JUST DONE READ HALL OF HADES AND WOAH ITS INTERESTING AS FCKK CAUSE IM A MULTISTAN TOO 😗😗😗 CAN I KNOW WHEN WILL YOU RELEASE THE NEXT PART CAUSE IM SO CURIOUS 😋😋

Aww I’m glad you like it 💜 I’m gonna try to post new chapters every evening between 8 and 9

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟻 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟜 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟞

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟻 : 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐'𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎

Once the evening hits, Donghyuck goes over to Yeji’s dorm, like he does most nights. It’s easier to sleep at her place when he has classes the next day since her dorm was so close to the university.

He walks inside and Yeji is sitting at her desk, working on a report.

“You’re back early,” she says, smiling widely. 

“I’m hungry, let’s go get something to eat,” donghyuck announces while he takes his shoes off and walks over to where she is sitting.

“But I’m tired of the restaurants around here, Hyuckie,” Yeji whines, pouting trying to get her way. “Where else can we go though?”

Donghyuck doesn’t respond, he stares at his feet as he continues to walk towards her, obviously deep in thought.

“Hyuck,” Yeji says, not getting a reaction from him. “DONGHYUCK!” she says, raising her voice to make sure it  snaps him out of the trance.

Donghyuck looks up, surprised.

“Are you listening to me?” she asks.

“Of course I am,” he says, smiling as he starts to take his bag off of his shoulder.

“No you’re not,” Yeji argues, annoyed. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing baby. I’m just tired,” Donghyuck says, shaking his head. “You said you’re hungry?”

Yeji nods her head eagerly.

“Well let’s go get something to eat then,” he suggests.

She nods, getting up and following him outside of her dorm. They walk side by side to a local restaurant a block away from the dorm building. They get their food and walk around looking for an empty table.

“Where do you want to sit baby?” Donghyuck asks.

She scans the room, smiling when she notices you sitting alone at a table in the back of the restaurant. 

“Oooh it’s Y/N,” Yeji announces, excited. She runs over to your table, “hey Y/N. Are you alone?”

You’re in the process of putting a spoonful of food into your mouth when she interrupts your peaceful dinner. You look up, surprised, first at her then at him who is closely behind.

“Yea,” you say hesitantly.

“We can sit somewhere else,” Donghyuck suggests. “I think we might make her uncomfortable.” He starts to walk away to find a different table for them to eat at. Since he’s the one who is uncomfortable, you didn’t want to give him an easy out. 

“It's ok,” you say, causing Donghyuck to freeze in his tracks, turning to look at you. “You can sit with me.”

“See,” Yeji smiles at her boyfriend. “She’s so nice, unlike you.”

She sits down, leaving the seat across from you for Donghyuck to sit. You can’t seem to take your eyes off of him while he hesitantly sits down. 

“Thanks again,” Yeji says and you force a smile in return. “Why are you eating alone? Aren’t you seeing anyone?”

“I’m currently looking around,” you explain.

“Really?” Yeji questions. “It mustn’t be that hard, looking like you. Let me help you. I know a lot of guys that would be into you, Y/N.” She reaches into her bag, pulling out her phone, “let me take a picture of you. One Two Three.” You smile widely as she clicks the picture.

Donghyuck looks at his girlfriend, “Is that a new phone?” he asks. 

“Um yea,” Yeji nods as the smile dissipates from her face. “My old one broke. Didn’t I tell you about that?”

“I don’t know, maybe you mentioned it before,” Donghyuck sighs. 

Yeji happily scrolls through her phone while you and Donghyuck eat.

“Oooh,” Yeji exclaimes. “I just remembered that Yuna is stopping by my place to get the report I’ve been working on.”

“Uh huh,” he grunts.

“She’s at my place now,” she announces, picking up her bag. “Do you mind if I go back to my dorm? You can stay here and finish eating though.”

“I guess,” he sighs. “But I thought you were hungry, I can box your food up and bring it back to your room.”

“No you don’t have to,” Yeji states. “You can just eat my food and Y/N if you want any of it, help yourself.” She pushes the plate towards him, smiling, “I’ll see you later.”

Yeji runs off before he has time to respond. You’re silently judging their interaction. You can tell there was something off about everything that just happened but it’s not your place to say anything.

Donghyuck stares at you for a few seconds before speaking, “I’m sorry,” he states.

“What for?” you ask.

“Well…” 

“Stop acting like I’m your secret lover,” you snap. “We are nothing.”

“You’re right,” he slowly nods his head. “We’re nothing and yet we did what we did.”

You bite your lip out of frustration. “We were both drunk that night.  But, I’m sober now and you should be too. So clearly it will never happen again,” you snap.

You wait a moment for a response but after getting nothing, you stand, walking away from the table, leaving Donghyuck sitting alone.

💓🌸the next day🌸💓

 Donghyuck sits in a classroom with his friends, studying together. He starts to zone out, not paying attention to the conversation his friends are currently engaging in.  Jaemin notices the lack of attentiveness so he reaches out smacking the back of his friend’s head. 

“What the hell was that for?” Donghyuck whines.

“You should be paying attention to your friends, Hyuck,” Jaemin smirks.

“We’re talking about how Y/N really hasn't bothered Jisung much lately,” Soojin explains.

“That’s because he proclaimed his love for the sexy doctor, publicly,” Chenle chimes in.

“The last time I saw her she looked so bu bu bu bum,” Mark sings.

“I feel bad for her,” Jaemin announces. “Maybe I should take Y/N out and help her move on.”

“Are you for real?” Mark asks with judgment all over his face.

“Is she even your type, Jaemin?” Chenle wonders.

“What’s wrong with it? She’s really cute,” Jaemin confesses.

Jisung walks into the room, sitting down in between Jaemin and Donghyuck.

“Let’s go out for a little tonight,” Donghyuck interrupts, attempting to change the topic. “I’ll tell Jeno too.”

“What happened?” Jisung asks, placing his hand on Donghyuck’s shoulder. “You said that you need to be home early.”

“Come on,” Donghyuck whines. “Just go when I ask.

“When my lovely friend invites me,” Soojin smiles. “I can’t skip the opportunity.”

🌸💓Later that night🌸💓

The group of friends clink their glasses, cheering out in unison before chugging their first set of drinks.

Donghyuck takes a few sips then sets his glass on the table in front of him, “It’s too strong,” he grunts.

Soojin notices his strange behavior, observing him from across the table.

“Hyuck,” she says, “Is there something wrong with you? Did you and Yeji have a fight?”

“There’s nothing wrong,” he denies.

“I don’t believe you, your face is telling a different story,” Soojin argues.

“Hey is that Y/N?” Jaemin asks excitedly, looking in the direction of the door.

“What?” Donghyuck asks.

“Yea that’s Y/N and her friends,” Jaemin smiles, pointing to where you are standing. “Over there.”

Donghyuck smiles when he sees you, but instantly forces the smile away hoping no one notices.

“Soojin, go ask your little sorority sister and her friends to come sit with us,” Jaemin orders with a smirk on his face.

She smiles before calling out to you, “HEY Y/N!!!!”

You turn and wave, smiling when you realize she is calling you over. Your friends follow you to their table.

“Sit with us,” Soojin orders.

You frown when you see Donghyuck sitting at their table. “No, we don’t want to bother you guys.”

“It’s rude to reject uperclassmen’s invitations,” Soojin states, trying anything to get you to sit down.

“Come on, Y/N,” YangYang smiles, “let’s just sit with them.”

“Ok,” you sigh, sitting down in the seat next to Soojin.

Jaemin signals to the waitress, who quickly brings you and your friends a round of drinks. 

“Come on guys, let's cheer,” Jeno orders.

Everyone raises their glasses, clinking them together before chugging them.

“Ok, let’s play a game,” Jeno suggests, pulling out a deck of cards from his pocket.

“Ooooh I know a game,” Soojin announces, snatching the deck of cards. “It’s called the King's game.” She shuffles the deck and passes everyone a card. “Now who got the King card?” 

“Me,” Jeno says, raising his hand.

“You can order whoever to do whatever,” she explains.

Jeno looks around at everyone at the table, finally pointing at Doyoung. “Chug your drink,” he orders.

Doyoung picks his glass up, and chugs the rest of the beer left inside his glass, slamming the now empty glass back down onto the table.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Kun states, smiling at his friend.

Soojin passes out another round of cards.

“Wow, I got a good card,” Chenle boasts, sitting back in his chair.  Everyone picks their cards up, to look to examine their cards.

“YES,” Soojin exclaims. “I get to be the King this round.”

“Awww you’re gonna ask for some sick shit,” Jaemin whines.

“I’m not like that,” she denies with a telling smile on her face. “Ok, I’m going to pick number ten.”

Everyone looks around at each other, “who has number ten?” Mark asks.

You raise your hand, “I do.”

“Ok great,” Soojin smiles, looking at Jaemin trying to guess his card. “I will order number ten to look in the eyes of…um…number eight.”

“Damn it,” Jaemin scoffs, throwing his card down onto the table. “I’m three.”

“Awww I got it wrong,” Soojin sulks. She lightly taps her hands on the table, impatiently. “Ok who’s number eight?”

Donghyuck lays his card face up onto the table, exposing he’s the owner of the eight card. “Me,” he sighs.

“Donghyuck is eight,” YangYang laughs, elbowing you in the side.

“It’s just a staring contest,” Soojin expresses. “And the loser has to finish one drink. Are you both ready? One. Two. Three.”

You lean forward in your chair, gazing into Donghyuck’s eyes. Donghyuck grows increasingly uncomfortable but he doesn't understand why. He thinks your eyes are beautiful so he should want to look into them. Although, memories that the two of you shared keep popping in and out of his mind.

“We were both drunk that night. It will never happen again.” he remembers you saying at the cafe.

“I hate you,” he envisions you yelling at him when he found you on the rooftop.

Donghyuck blinks his eyes out of discomfort, quickly looking away.

“Holy shit, Hyuck just lost,” Mark gasps.

“He lost to a girl,” Chenle laughs.

“That’s because Y/N is amazing,” Kun boasts, proudly.

Jaemin nudges Donghyuck’s arm, “you’re so lame,” he laughs.

“Drink,” Soojin orders. “The loser has to drink.”

“Oh yea,” Donghyuck nods, picking up his glass and downing the rest of his beer.

The night goes on, playing a few more rounds until everyone is ready to leave. You follow the crew outside, your friends are too drunk to drive so they get rides with some of the older students.

You are walking towards your car, in between Jaemin and Donghyuck, fully aware that you probably shouldn’t drive yourself home either.

“So how are you getting home, Y/N?” Jaemin asks, you shrug in response. “Want a ride?”

“She lives in the same building that I’m going to, I can just take her,” Donghyuck states.

“But you drive so fast,” Jaemin argues. “Come with me, it’ll be more comfortable.”

You look at Donghyuck then back at Jaemin, unsure who to choose. A part of you really wants to accept the ride from Donghyuck but you fight that urge back. 

“I’ll go with you, Jaemin,” you smile.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Jaemin nods, proudly. He places his hand on your back, guiding you in the direction of his car. “Drive carefully man,” he smiles at his friend.

Jaemin walks ahead, leading you to his car. You stop walking, wanting to turn to look back at Donghyuck but stopping yourself. You were afraid that if you would look at him, you would change your mind and go with him. You shake your head, more so in disappointment in yourself than anything else, and continue to walk over to Jaemin’s car. Donghyuck watches on wanting to beg you to not go but not allowing himself to be weak or vulnerable in front of you again.

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟹 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟸♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟹 - 𝚡𝚘𝚡𝚘 - 𝚓.𝚠

The crew followed behind the ambulance that took Wooyoung to the hospital, not fully aware of how dire the situation was.

Seonghwa parked his car behind the ambulance, trying to follow them inside as they pushed the gurney containing the unconscious Wooyoung, but security wouldn’t allow him to proceed.

“What the fuck,” Seonghwa snarled with tears in his eyes, “that’s my brother.”

“I’m sorry sir,” the security guard said. “Medical staff is only allowed beyond this point.”

Seonghwa reached inside his jacket, placing his hand on the butt of his gun. Jongho grabbed his arm before he could expose it. “Come on, let’s go in the other way,” he said, pulling Seonghwa towards the other entrance.

Seonghwa gathered his composure and led everyone inside the other entrance. He walked up to the reception desk, explaining their situation and she directed them where to go. 

They took an elevator to the fifth floor, walked down a solemn hallway and found seats in an empty waiting room.

Seonghwa looked at Y/N with tears in his eyes, “this is all your fault,” he snarled.

“My fault?” she gasped. “How is this my fault?”

“He was perfectly fine until he was alone with YOU,” Seonghwa growled. “If he doesn’t survive this, neither will you.”

“I don’t think Y/N did anything to him,” Mingi said.

“He got injured in Thailand,” San sighed. “I just didn’t realize the severity of it.”

“Why is this the first I’m hearing of it,” Seonghwa snapped.

“I didn’t think it was serious,” San yelled. “Look, you know I would never let anything bad come to Woo on purpose and if i thought it was serious i would have said something, damn it”

“He did look awfully pale,” Mingi sighed.

San looked at Y/N, “what exactly happened with Woo? What did he say?”

“He came into the room, woke me up, saw my tattoo, got mad, and went to leave the room. As he was leaving he grabbed his chest and fell to the floor,” Y/N explained.

“Why would he get pissed about your arm? That’s hot,” Mingi asked, confused. 

Y/N glared at Seonghwa “not my…”

“You know how he gets,” Seonghwa interrupted. “It doesn’t take much to set him off sometimes.”

Hongjoong rolled his eyes, “yea guess he’s just temperamental.”

After a few hours, a doctor entered the waiting room in full scrubs. 

Seonghwa stood up, panicked, “is Wooyoung ok?”

“We have him stabled at the moment. It appears his ventilation was affected by pneumothorax. Which his cardiac output was highly affected by a reduction in circulating blood volume secondary to hemorrhage and by cardiac tamponade,” the dr explained. 

Seonghwa stared with confusion written all over his face. Yeosang stood up and said “so basically his lung was punctured?” 

“Correct,” the dr nodded. “We managed to close the wounds up and replaced the blood that was lost, now it’s just a waiting game.”

“Can we see him?” Y/N asked as tears streamed down her cheeks. 

“Yes two at a time, may go in,” the dr informed. 

“Thank you, doctor,” Seonghwa said. 

The dr nodded in response before exiting the waiting room. 

Seonghwa looked at Y/N, “come on,” he ordered walking down the hall to go into Wooyoung’s room, she followed silently behind. 

They entered the hospital room, Wooyoung was lying in the line bed, with all sorts of wires and tubes coming out of his body. 

“Oh my god, Woo,” Y/N cried, running over and grabbing his hand. “Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?”

Seonghwa walked behind Y/N, gently rubbing her back, “he’s gonna survive this. Right, Woo? You’re not gonna let those fuckers get the best of you, are you?”

She turned her head to look up at Seonghwa and saw a tear stream down his cheek, “he has to wake up…he just has to.”

They sat in silence with Wooyoung for a few minutes before Seonghwa spoke again, “we should let the others come in too, then you can come back in.”

Y/N nodded without speaking, stood up and walked towards the door. Before she could exit the room, Seonghwa grabbed her arm pulling her back towards him. 

“I saw what you did for me the night I was drunk,” he announced. 

“How did you see that,” she asked, staring at the floor, not wanting to make eye contact. 

“I record everything that happens in my bedroom,” Seonghwa smirked as he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. “You took care of me the way a wife would take care of her husband.”

“I don’t know if I would say that,” Y/N argued. 

“YOU DID,” Seonghwa growled. “I appreciate it and that’s why I put my name on you because one day you will be mine. And only mine.”

He leaned down and pressed his lips against Y/N’s, gently placing a hand on her cheek and the other behind her head. 

She moved her hands onto his chest and pushed him away, “are you fucking kidding me?” She snarled as a red glint flashed through her eyes. “Wooyoung is lying unconscious right there and you think now is a good time to do this?!”

“There’s no time better than the present,” Seonghwa smiled. “And I figured you deserve an explanation.”

“Wooyoung hates me now because of you. He saw your name and now he thinks that we fucked. If this is how you conduct yourself in life, I will never be yours. I hate you Park Seonghwa!”

“Don’t be like this,” he sighed. “Woo will get over this. I promise. Once I explain the situation everything will be fine.”

“Well you might not get the chance to explain it to him,” Y/N snapped, storming out of the hospital room. 

She walked down towards the waiting room but before entering, she decided to go find some vending machines to purchase a drink. She walked down another solemn hallway. As she was passing what appeared to be an empty room, she felt a hand on her arm forcefully pulling her inside the room. Frightened, she looked up and saw Yunho smiling at her. His smile had an eerie appeal that sent mixed emotions.

“Oh my god, Yunho, you startled me,” Y/N gasped, grabbing her chest. 

“There is so much death in this hospital. I just found a room filled with dead bodies,” Yunho smiled. “Do you want to see it?”

“No I'm good,” she shook her head. 

“I heard Hongjoong talking to San about some tattoo you have that probably pissed Wooyoung off,” Yunho announced. “I want to see it.”

Y/N lifted her shirt to expose Seonghwas name on her stomach. Yunho smiled, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his switchblade. 

“I could cut that off for you, if you want,” he offered. 

Yn dropped her shirt, “no it’s ok.”

“Are you sure,” Yunho asked. “It wouldn’t be very difficult.”

“I’m ok,” she stated. 

“You look very pretty when you cry,” Yunho whispered. 

“Umm thank you,” Y/N said, scrunching her nose. “…I think”

“You’re not scared of me, are you?” Yunho wondered as he reached out to place a strand of her hair behind her ear. 

“Should I be?” She asked. 

“I’d only hurt you if you wanted me to,” Yunho announced, “or by accident. Sometimes I lose control but never on purpose. So you don’t have to be scared.”

“Ok,” Y/N nodded. 

“All this death really gets me excited,” Yunho proclaimed. 

He grabbed her hand, placing it on the bulge in his pants with a smirk on his face, “you should help me out with this.”

Y/N stared dumbfounded, searching for the appropriate response in this situation as Yunho leaned towards her firmly pressing his lips against hers. 

She put her hands on his chest, shoving him away, “stop this,” she ordered. “I need  to get back to Wooyoung.”

She quickly turned and exited the empty hospital room before Yunho had time to respond. She walked down the hall looking for a vending machine or store to purchase a drink. She smiled when came to a room containing multiple vending machines. She dug in her pockets, looking for money, unsuccessfully. 

“Damn it,” Y/N said to herself before turning to go back to the waiting room. 

“Do you need money?” Hongjoong asked, holding a five dollar bill out. 

“Yes please,” she sighed, reaching her hand out to grab the money. 

“I don’t know,” Hongjoong hesitated, pulling the money back so she couldn’t take it. “I am an asshole and I don’t think it would be very asshole of me to help you out by giving you money,” he smirked. 

“Whatever,” Y/N rolled her eyes. “I’m not really in the mood for your games today.”

“Here, little bitch, just take the money,” Hongjoong ordered. 

“What’s the catch?” Y/N asked suspiciously. 

“No catch,” Hongjoong sighed. “I'm just trying to show you that I’m not ALWAYS an asshole.”

She hesitated but eventually grabbed the five dollars from him turning around and inserting the money into the machine. She punched in the code she wanted and bent down to retrieve the bottle of water. 

She felt hongjoongs hands grab her waist from behind as his body pressed firmly against hers. 

“What the hell are you doing?” Y/N asked, quickly standing up. 

“We never had the chance to pick up where we left off when we were at the club,” Hongjoong stated. “You do have a nice little ass on you, little bitch.” He rubbed his hard dick against her ass with a smirk on his face. She quickly turned around, shocked. 

“Oh I see, you’d rather make eye contact with me,” He whispered, reaching his hands around, squeezing her ass cheeks as tight as he could. “I’m gonna make this clap.”

“No,” Y/N snapped, pushing him away from her. “I gotta go back to Wooyoung.” 

She ran out of the room with the vending machines, heading back towards the waiting room when San popped his head out of a hospital room that she was passing. 

“Woo is in here now,” he smiled signaling for her to come inside. 

Y/N stopped running and entered the hospital room, realizing it was another empty room. 

“San what the fuck,” she sighed. “Woos not in here.”

“No but I figured we could have some alone time in here,” San smiled. 

“Alone time to do what?” Y/N asked. 

“I don’t know,” San smiled, rubbing her cheek with his index finger. “I guess we could just talk.”

“Okay…” she looked at him, blankly. “What do you want to talk about?”

“You know Wooyoung gave me the ok to have my way with you,” San announced. 

“What?!?” Y/N snapped. “When did he say that?” 

“On the jet to Thailand,” San nodded. “He said he didn’t give a shit and if I wanted you then I could have you.”

“I’m not his to give away,” she stated as tears started to well up in her eyes. “He doesn’t want me anymore anyways.”

“I don’t think that’s true,” San said. 

“When he saw this,” she said, lifting her shirt to expose her tattoo, “he called me disgusting.”

San reached out and lightly ran his finger over the tattoo of Seonghwas name. “I don’t mind cumming on another man’s name,” he smirked. He reached around, placing both hands on her ass, lifting her onto the counter in the room. “I actually find it quite sexy.” He leaned down, lightly kissing her neck then running his tongue up towards her ear. 

“Oh my god,” Y/N snapped, pushing him away. “What the fuck is wrong with all of you?!? Your god damned friend is laying in a fucking hospital bed, fighting for his life and all you guys can think about is fucking me. Jesus!”

Y/N stormed out of the hospital room and continued walking until she reached the waiting room. 

Seonghwa turned to look at Y/N, “it’s about time you get back,” he said. 

She opened her mouth to speak but before she could get any words out, Yeosang came running into the room. 

“Woos awake!!” he yelled. 

Everyone ran into his hospital room without hesitation. Wooyoung looked up and forced a smile at yn. “Thank you for coming,” he whispered. 

She ran over, grabbing his hand, “oh my god, woo, you had me so worried.”

“Why the hell didn't you tell us what happened?” Mingi asked. 

Wooyoung ignored the question, “stay with me tonight,” he said lightly squeezing her hand, while reclosing his eyes. 

“A pack of wild dogs couldn’t tear me away from you,” Y/N stated, sitting on the chair next to his bed, still holding onto his hand. 

“Knock knock,” a delivery man said, entering the room, holding a bouquet of flowers. “I have a delivery for Wooyoung.”

“He’s sleeping,” Seonghwa said. “I’ll sign for them.”

He signed the clipboard and took the bouquet of flowers, setting them down on the table by the bed. He pulled the card out, reading it aloud. 

“Sorry for the inconvenience, Woo. But next time I won’t miss. 

Xoxo

J.W

Ps tell my fiancé that I’m coming for her and she will be mine once again.”

“J.W?” Yunho asked. 

“Jackson Wang,” San said. 

“I thought I killed him,” Wooyoung whispered slowly opening his eyes. 

“Who’s his fiancé?” Yeosang wondered. 

“Y/N,” Wooyoung announced. 

Everyone turned to look at her with their mouths agape.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

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𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.2 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 2 : 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔪𝔢

𝔠𝔥.1 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔠𝔥.3

“I feel a great power,” Taehyun said, walking into the sanctuary.

“A great power?” Kai asked, not looking away from the tarantula that he was holding.

“We need to find where this power is coming from,” Taehyun declared.

“I’m busy,” Soobin growled, looking at his hand smiling as a flame ignited in his palm.

“This is serious,” Taeyhyun snapped. “This level of power is something we cannot ignore.”

Yeonjun stood up, walking towards the door with a smile on his face, “I think I’d like to tame the power,” he laughed, turning back around to make sure the others were following.

“Fuck that,” Beomgyu huffed, sending a book across the room, hitting Kai in the head.

“What was that for?” Kai whined rubbing his head with the hand that wasn’t holding the tarantula.

“I hate your face,” Beomgyu sighed.

Soobin smirked, “do it again.”

Yeonjun nodded and picked up a book, throwing it as hard as he could at Kai. 

Kai managed to duck out of the way of the book, smiling with a creepy look on his face. “Alright Clio, it’s time…”

“Knock it the hell off,” Taeyhyun yelled, standing up. “A power like this could bring the end to all of us and you guys are just fooling around.”

“Sorry dad,” Soobin growled, rolling his eyes.

Taehyun took a deep breath, attempting to calm his nerves. “We’re all going to go and investigate and I don’t want to hear any more bitching about it.”

All the boys groaned but ultimately followed their leader out of the sanctuary.

Eric disappeared out of the library leaving a mass of confusion behind, passing Taehyun as he made his exit.

“What just happened?” Jake asked.

Everyone turned to look at Y/N. “What are you?” Jungwon asked.

Y/N grabbed her neck, then looked at her hand seeing blood, tears started to well up in her eyes. 

“She’s human,” Taehyun interjected.

“No,” Jake argued. “Her blood seemed to burn Eric when he tried to feed on her.”

“I’m telling you,” Taehyun started. “There’s nothing special about her.”

Kai walked over to Y/N, staring with a creepy smile on his face. He lightly petted her shoulder as he lifted his hand up to her face. When he opened his hand, his tarantula crawled down his arm and stopped in his hand.

“OH MY GOD,” Y/N screamed, attempting to back away from the spider.

“Say hello to Clio,” Kai smirked, “she would like to be friends…”

“Um um um,” Y/N started to panic. “I don’t like spiders.”

“That’s funny,” Kai smiled, “because spiders don’t like you either.”

He lifted his hand, tossing the spider in her direction. Y/N started flailing her arms around, attempting to get the spider off of her, not knowing if it actually landed on her body.

In the midst of panic she felt two hands grab her shoulders, forcing her to stop the flailing. Y/N looked up and saw Yeonjun staring into her eyes, without saying anything. He stared, emotionless, slowly moving closer to her face.

“What are you doing?” Y/N asked.

“Shut up,” Soobin barked from across the room, smiling at his hand that had a small flame in it. 

Y/N attempted to pull away but was forced to stay. She felt like something was holding her there from behind, almost as though there were hands on her back forcing her not to move. She could hear breathing coming from behind her but wasn’t able to turn to see who was there. Yeonjun  continued to stare without saying a word for what felt like an eternity before releasing her shoulders. He turned to look at Taehyun and shrugged with a confused look on his face.

After Yeonjun released her shoulders, Y/N still wasn’t able to move. She searched the room with her eyes, praying for assistance but knowing no help was coming. Beomgyu let out a long sigh, as he walked by her. “She’s useless,” he snarled.

Y/N turned to look at where the voice was coming from, surprised she was now able to move. “What did you just do to me?” she asked.

“She’s pretty fucking stupid,” Beomgyu said letting out a deep chuckle. “I’m bored with this.”

“Me too,” Yeonjun smiled, following Beomgyu out of the room.

Y/N turned to look for Ryujin, seeing that her ‘friend’ was too preoccupied to be bothered. Ryujin was now sitting on the floor next to the chair where Jay was seated. She was inching closer to him as he tried to ignore her existence. Ryujin suddenly turned, facing him, placing her hands onto his knees, kneeling before him. 

“Come on baby,” Ryujin smiled. “Kiss me.”

“Go away, Ryujin,” Jay snarled. “I’m not in the mood for you today.”

“I can’t help myself,” she whispered. “You’re just too perfect and I can’t believe you’re all mine.”

Jay took a deep breath out of annoyance, “How many fucking times do I have to tell you…I am not yours. Damnit.”

“But we’re in love,” Ryujin argued.

“Jesus fucking christ,” he snarled, grabbing her head and snapping her neck, smirking as her body dropped to the floor. “She’s so much easier to deal with like this.”

“Oh my god, you killed her,” Y/N gasped.

Jungwon appeared in front of Y/N, attempting to block her view of the ‘love birds’. “Since your roommate is gonna take a little nap, how about I finish your little tour,” Jungwon suggested.

“But but but,” Y/N started.

Before she could finish her sentence, she felt someone tap her shoulder, she turned around seeing no one there. She turned back to face Jungwon when she felt someone tap her shoulder again, making her turn around again, with the same results.

“I think we should figure out if her blood has the same effect on me,” Heeseung suggested, appearing in front of Y/N.

“Heeseung no,” Jungwon snarled.

“If it does, I’ll just kill her so then we wouldn’t have to worry about it,” Heeseung laughed, touching her neck where Eric previously bit her. 

“Please don’t hurt me,” Y/N whispered, fearful of her life.

“What the fuck,” Heeseung snarled, grabbing her neck and pulling her closer to his face. “Where the fuck is the bite mark?”

“Please don’t do this,” Y/N pleaded. 

“Shut the fuck up,” Heeseung ordered. He then turned to Jungwon still holding Y/N by the throat. “Eric’s bite mark is gone.”

“How is that possible?” Jungwon asked.

Changmin grabbed Y/N’s arm, while Heeseung and Jungwon were distracted looking at her neck. He silently bit her wrist, drawing blood out into his mouth, having the same effect that Eric had. Changmin pulled back, releasing her arm. He started laughing maniacally as smoke poured out from his mouth. 

Heeseung released Y/N’s throat and grabbed Changmin by his throat, “what the fuck did you do?”

Changmin moved his hand, with blood dripping down his chin, he blew smoke into Heeseung’s face, “I was hungry.”

Heeseung picked Changmin up and threw him across the room, “I will kill you.”

“HEESEUNG,” Jungwon yelled. “GO TO YOUR ROOM!”

“What the fuck did I do?” Heeseung asked.

“NOW!!!” Jungwon snarled.

Heeseung didn’t argue, he stormed out of the room without any hesitation. Jungwon turned back to Y/N, placing a hand on her back, “are you ok?” he asked.

“Not really,” she whimpered, as tears started welling up in her eyes. 

Jungwon looked down at her wrist and noticed the wounds from Changmin had already disappeared as well. “Come on,” Jungwon said, beginning to lead her out of the library. “I’ll show you around.”

“I think I’d like to just go back to my room for now,” Y/N said.

“I can take you there,” Jungwon smiled. “I’ll make sure you’re safe.”

“Thank you,” she said, forcing a smile.

Jungwon placed an arm around her shoulder, “I’ll be your personal bodyguard. You can trust me.”

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