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𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟡- 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟠 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟜𝟘

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛𝟡 : 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪 𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕖

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

❈★ 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 ★❈

@conwunder

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟸 - 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

♥️♠️ 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜♦️♣️

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚢, 𝚈/𝙽 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜.

♥️♠️ 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 ♦️♣️

𝚈/𝙽 𝚡 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚏𝚝. 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚟 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝟽

♥️♠️ 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 ♦️♣️

𝟶𝟽/𝟶𝟾

♥️♠️ 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 ♦️♣️

𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚠𝚎𝚍, & 𝚏𝚛𝚒

𝚊𝚝 𝟿𝚙𝚖

♥️♠️ 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 ♦️♣️

♠️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷 - 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚏𝚞𝚕 ♥️

♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟸 - 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚎♠️

♣️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟹 - 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝♦️

♥️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟺 - 𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 ♣️

♠️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟻 - 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚋 ♥️

♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟼 - 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚗 ♠️

♣️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟽 - 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎 ♦️

♥️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟾 - 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 ♣️

♠️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟿 - 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚕♥️

♦️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶 - 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 ♠️

♣️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟷 - 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎♦️

♥️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟸 - 𝚋𝚏𝚏♣️

♠️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟹 - 𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐♥️

♦️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺 - 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚐♠️

♣️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻 -

♥️𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟷♠️♦️𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟹♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟼 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟽♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟼 - 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛

Y/N made her way into her new bedroom. Mingi was sitting in the corner of the room reading a comic book when she entered.  He looked up stunned seeing her standing in the doorway in a towel, “you need to wear clothing,” he huffed. 

“I’m aware,” she stated. “My clothing is in here.”

“Why wouldn’t you take your clothing with you to the bathroom?” Mingi asked. 

“I was hoping you wouldn’t be back until I was dressed,” Y/N sighed. “But as normal my plans didn’t go accordingly.”

“I want a monkey too,” Mingi announced, full of excitement. “But Seonghwa says I can’t get one.”

“You want a monkey?” Y/N asked, confused. 

“Yea one that plays the accordingly. I saw one at a circus do that, a long time ago and have wanted a monkey ever since,” Mingi smiled. 

“I think you mean an accordion,” Y/N smiled. 

“Yea that’s the same thing,” Mingi rolled his eyes before looking back at his comic book. 

“Ok,” she said, deciding not to argue. “Would you mind leaving the room so I can get dressed?”

“Actually yes I would mind,” Mingi huffed. “Just because everyone else bows down to you, it doesn’t mean I’m going to.”

“I don’t want you to bow down to me, Mingi. I would just like some privacy so I can get dressed,” she explained. 

“Well maybe you should have taken your clothing to the bathroom with you then,” Mingi sighed. 

“Fine, don’t leave the room,” Y/N snapped. “But please don’t look at me.”

“You can’t tell me what to do,” Mingi growled, turning around in his chair to face away from Y/N,  forcing a small smile to form on her face. 

She walked over to the pile of her clothing laying on the floor next to the bed and picked out a pair of her pajamas. She placed her wet towel on the bed and slowly got changed into the new clothing. Mingi tried to stay focused on his comic but couldn’t resist glancing in the reflection of the computer screen. He stared for a moment, dropping his book on the floor. 

“Fuck,” he snapped, bending over to retrieve the book, trying to avoid looking in her direction. 

“You can look now,” she announced. “I’m dressed.”

“I could have looked the entire time,” Mingi scowled. 

Y/N giggled as she sat down on the bed. Mingi got up and sat down next to her. He put his finger out, almost pointing at her, “pull my finger,” he ordered 

“Why?” she asked. 

“Just do it,” he demanded, trying to hold back his laughter. 

Y/N reached out grabbing the finger that was pointed at her and pulled it. Mingi lifted his butt off of the bed and left out a huge fart making him laugh, hysterically out loud. 

“I got you good,” Mingi continued laughing. 

Y/N took a deep breath, trying hard to be annoyed but a small smile broke through. 

“Do you want to sleep head to toe?” Mingi asked. 

“Head to toe?” Y/N repeated. 

“Yea like your feet will be where my head is and vice versace,” Mingi explained, proudly. “Oooh but I do kick a lot in my sleep so I don’t know if that will be safe for you.”

“No we don’t have to do that,” she smiled. “I think we’ll be ok to sleep with our heads next to each other.”

“But what if I kiss you?” Mingi asked, staring into her eyes for a few seconds before breaking out into another laughing fit. “As if I’m gonna do that.” He roughly smacked her leg and crawled onto his bed. 

A knock sounded on the door before it swung open as Jongho entered without hesitation. 

He scowled at Y/N before speaking, “you need to go to the boss’s room.”

“For what?” she asked. 

“Don’t ask questions, just do as your fucking told,” Jongho growled. 

“This is getting really fucking old,” yn complained standing up to leave the room. 

“If I’m sleeping when you come back, don’t wake me up,” Mingi ordered. “I don’t like being woken up, unless you have ice cream. Then you can wake me.”

Y/N ignored Mingi’s innocent comment as she stormed out of the room, headed towards Seonghwa’s bedroom. When she reached the door, she knocked a few times but the door didn’t open. 

“This feels like deja vu,” she said to herself, turning to head back to Mingi’s. 

“Not so fast,” Jongho snarled. “You need to go inside.”

“But he didn’t answer the door,” Y/N argued. 

“It doesn’t matter. He said you needed to go into his room and wait for him,” Jongho explained. “Now be a good little tramp and do as you’re told.”

“I’m really getting tired of all of the different names you guys are calling me,” she huffed. 

Jongho laughed in response, “go in now.”

“Whatever,” Y/N sighed as she opened the door to Seonghwa’s bedroom and cautiously entered. 

The room appeared to be empty, lending a little false hope to Y/N. She sat down on the bed not knowing what she was expected to do. 

After a few minutes the bedroom door flew open and a clearly drunk Seonghwa entered with his arms wrapped around two unknown, barely dressed women. 

Seonghwa smirked at Y/N sitting on his bed but didn’t say anything. He turned to the blonde girl and started kissing her then to the brunette and did the same to her. 

“Strip,” he whispered to them. 

The two women released Seonghwa and started to remove the little amount of clothing that they were wearing. Seonghwa stripped down to his boxers and laid on the opposite side of the bed where Y/N was sitting. 

The blonde girl hopped on the bed and started licking his abs, the brunette followed her lead. They pulled his boxers down, exposing his hard cock, immediately putting it in their mouths like they would a lollipop. 

“What the fuck,” Y/N snarled starting to get up from the bed. 

Seonghwa reached over grabbing her thigh, “no you need to stay,” he ordered. 

“Why would I want to stay for this?” Y/N snarled. 

Seonghwa put his hand down pulling the blonde off of his dick, he flipped her over onto the bed, crawling on top of her. “Because I want to look at you while I fuck them,” he announced. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Y/N gasped. 

Seonghwa thrusted, causing the blonde girl to scream out in pleasure, making Y/N wince discomfortably and look away. 

Seonghwa looked at the brunette, “you make sure she keeps watching,” he ordered. 

The brunette stood up, walked over to Y/N and held her head, forcing her to look at Seonghwa having his way with the blonde woman. Once he was finished with her, the blonde and the brunette switched positions and Seonghwa continued to make eye contact with Y/N until he was done with her. Then he rolled over on the bed, breathing heavily and dozed off to sleep. 

Once Y/N was certain that Seonghwa was asleep she stood up and crept out of his bedroom and headed back to Mingi’s room.  Tears streamed down her cheeks as she crawled into bed next to Mingi, trying not to disturb him. 

Mingi reached his arm over and poked her in the back, “are you ok?” he asked. 

“I’m fine,” she lied. 

“Then why are you crying?” Mingi wondered. 

“I’m not crying,” Y/N lied again, “I’m sorry that I woke you and I don’t have any ice cream for you.”

“It’s ok,” Mingi said. “Just stop crying and I’ll forgive you.”

Y/N didn’t respond. She laid restless most of the night, trying to understand why Seonghwa did what he did. She was unable to make any sense of the situation and eventually fell victim to another restless sleep. 

In the morning, Y/N rolled over and realized Mingi was no longer next to her. She got out of bed and started to leave the bedroom to go get some coffee. When she opened the door, she saw a bouquet of red roses in a beautiful vase sitting in front of the door. She picked them up and brought them inside the room, pulling the card out. 

“I fucked up. I’m sorry,” she read aloud. 

She took a deep breath and put the card on the desk next to the vase and walked out of the room. She made her way down to the kitchen, hoping she wouldn’t run into Seonghwa. Inside the kitchen she noticed a pot of coffee had already been brewed. There was a second card sitting next to the coffee maker with her name on it. 

Y/N opened the card. On the front was a picture of a couples’ shadow holding each other under the moon, on the inside was a handwritten message. 

Y/N read the card to herself, “I hope you will be able to forgive me for my bad behavior. I should never have put you in a situation like that. I will give you your space but please know that I’m sorry from the bottom of my heart. You didn’t deserve to be treated like one of those whores. I know you like your coffee in the morning so I brewed you a pot.” 

“Why is he doing all of this,” she asked herself, pouring herself a cup of coffee and returning to Mingi’s room. 

The day flew by while she watched tv. Mingi would pop in from time to time to check on her.

Around 4, Y/N looked out the window and decided she was hungry. She left the bedroom and headed down to the kitchen. She looked through the cupboards to see what was there to make, deciding on manicotti. Seonghwa stood in the doorway watching as Y/N filled up a pot with water to boil to cook the noodles. After placing the pot on the stove and turning the gas on, she turned around getting startled by the onlooker. 

“Hey,” Seonghwa said. She ignored him as she gathered the eggs, spices, spaghetti sauce, and the cheeses out and a bowl to mix everything together in. 

“I’m sorry,” Seonghwa sighed, moving closer. 

“That was really fucked up,” Y/N grunted. 

“I know it was,” Seonghwa agreed. “And from the bottom of my heart I’m really really sorry.”

“It’s whatever,” she sighed as she started to combine the different ingredients into the large mixing bowl. 

“What are you doing?” Seonghwa asked. 

“Making manicotti for everyone,” Y/N announced. 

“You want some help?” Seonghwa smiled. 

“You can if you want,” she hesitated. 

“Great,” Seonghwa continued to smile as he rolled his sleeves up. He walked over to the sink and washed his hands, “not to brag but I’m kind of a master chef.”

Y/N instinctively smiled at him but after catching herself she immediately frowned and looked back at the bowl. “So what do you want me to do?” he wondered. 

“Watch the pot of water, when it starts to boil dump those noodles into it,” she instructed. 

Seonghwa did as he was told while watching y/n with a small smile on his face as she mixed the ingredients together and then coated two glass baking dishes with spaghetti sauce. 

After the noodles were done cooking, y/n drained the water and turned to Seonghwa, “now comes the fun part.”

“Just tell me what to do,” Seonghwa said. 

“Ok so now we gotta stuff the noodles with the cheese mixture…like this,” she explained demonstrating on the first one. 

Seonghwa picked up a noodle and grabbed a spoonful of cheese, “this shouldn’t be too hard,” he smirked, attempting to shove the cheese into the noodle, failing miserably, “what the fuck,” he complained. 

Y/N laughed, “I thought this was gonna be sooooo easy for the master chef.”

“Shut up,” Seonghwa said, touching her nose with cheese on his finger. 

“Hey stop it,” she said, moving her face away from him. 

Minghao started to enter the kitchen and witnessed what was going on. He observed for a few moments but left without disturbing the two. 

“Can you feel the love tonight,” Hao sang to himself as he walked back down the hallway. 

She continued to fill noodle after noodle, while Seonghwa continued to work on his first one. 

Once all of the noodles were filled with cheese, she poured more spaghetti sauce on top, covered the pans with aluminum foil and placed them into the oven. 

“And now we wait,” Y/N announced. “Thank you for the apology, Seonghwa.”

“Of course,” he smiled. “It was wrong of me and I don’t know why I did that to you. I just hope you can forgive me.”

“We’ll see,” she said. 

“Well, after dinner I have one more surprise for you,” Seonghwa announced with a huge smile on his face.

“What’s the surprise?” Y/N asked. 

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” he sighed.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟼♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟻 - 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚐

Y/N slowly opened her eyes, looking around and realizing she was still in Yeosang’s room. She felt an arm resting over her body, she turned her head to see who the arm belonged to. She exhaled slowly when she realized Yeosang was holding her, still asleep. She only had panties on and she was too scared to see if he was naked. She crawled out of bed, trying not to disturb Yeosang. She grabbed her clothing and ran to Wooyoung’s bedroom.

Once inside she sat on the bed, placed her head into the palm of her hand and tried to remember the events of the prior evening, to no avail. All she could remember was kissing him and laying down in his bed, everything else was blank. 

“Why do I make such bad decisions,” she asked herself. “I hope to god we didn’t have sex.”

It didn’t feel like they had sex but she did wake up, practically naked in his bed, so who knows. She quickly got dressed and went downstairs for some coffee, hoping her memory would soon come back. 

In the kitchen she was leaning on the counter as the coffee was brewing when Minghao entered. 

“God, you look like you were hit by a Mack truck,” he said. 

“Yea I feel like too,” Y/N sighed. 

“Rough night?” Hao asked 

“Kind of,” Y/N nodded. 

“I heard that you’re gonna be staying in Seonghwa’s room from now on,” Hao smirked. “You lucky little bitch.”

“Lucky my ass,” Y/N rolled her eyes. 

“I’m sure you’ll be having lots of mornings like this from now on,” Hao smirked, raising an eyebrow. 

“I’m not staying in his room, Hao,” Y/N snapped. “I can’t stand how he treats me and I don’t like the games he plays either.”

“Oh honey, he doesn’t really play games. He just calls you out on your shit,” he argued. 

“No he plays games,” she demanded. “Do you know why he had his name put on me?”

“I assumed it was because you treated him right when you spent the night in his bed,” Hao winked.

Y/N rolled her eyes, “I didn’t fuck him that night. Damn it, Hao.”

“Ok ok,” Hao said. “Then tell me what you think the reason is.”

“He was drunk and I put him to bed. He said I took care of him like a wife and one day I am going to be his and only his and that's why he did it,” she explained.

“Daayymmmnn,” Hao said. “Go off girl.”

“I don’t want Seonghwa,” Y/N growled. “When he put that on me, he ruined every chance I had with Wooyoung. He knew what it would do and he didn’t care. I can't be with a person like that. Fuck that.”

“Boy you're a little cranky this morning,” Minghao stated, grabbing a mug for coffee.

“Yea I am,” Y/N agreed. “I have a little bit of a problem.”

“And what’s that?” he asked.

“I got pretty drunk last night,” she started. “And I kind of woke up, practically naked in Yeosang’s bed.”

“Yeosang?” Hao repeated.

“Yea,” Y/N nodded. “Yeosang’s.”

“Did you do the nasty with him?” he wondered, raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I can't remember and I don't know what to do.”

“Girl, that's easy, ask him,” Hao smiled.

“What if he gets mad at me for not remembering?” Y/N wondered.

“Yea well,” he shrugged. “At least you’ll know what happened.”

“True,” she nodded.

“But I can tell you one thing, if you two did bump uglies, he must have a real small dick if you can’t feel it today,” Hao laughed.

“You’re something else,” Y/N sighed, walking out of the kitchen, holding her coffee.

She walked into the living room, sitting on the couch, staring at the tv. 

“Hey roomie,” Mingi smiled, entering the room. 

Y/N whipped around to look at him, “roomie?” She asked. 

“Yea,” Mingi nodded, sitting next to her on the sofa. “Didn’t Seonghwa tell you?”

“No,” she sighed. “Seonghwa said I was staying in his bedroom.”

“I don’t know,” Mingi smiled, lightly punching Y/N’s arm. “Guess you fucked that up.”

“Thanks for the wonderful night,” a woman’s voice said from the doorway. 

Y/N and Mingi turned to see who the voice belonged to. Neither one of them recognized the woman. Seonghwa appeared behind the woman, wearing a silk robe that exposed his chiseled chest and abs. He reached around the woman drawing her close to his body, “you were a great time.”

He leaned down pushing his lips against hers while making eye contact with Y/N who was still watching from the sofa. Seonghwa pulled away, releasing the woman “maybe I’ll call you over again.” He lightly smacked her ass causing the woman to giggle before walking out of the house. Seonghwa turned and walked back up to his room without saying a word to Mingi or Y/N. 

“Is that a common thing?” Y/N asked. 

“What?” Mingi asked, confused. 

“What just happened,” she sighed trying to avoid showing any emotion. 

“I don’t know,” Mingi said, “what just happened?”

“Seonghwa with the girl,” Y/N snapped. “Is that common?”

“The girl looked a little common,” Mingi nodded. “Yea I think he could do a lot better.”

Y/N shook her head annoyed, “that’s not what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean?” Mingi wondered. 

“Seonghwa gets a lot of bitches,” Hongjoong announced walking into the living room. “Jealous?”

“Absolutely not,” she denied with a high pitched voice. 

“Seems like you might be,” Hongjoong smiled sitting down on the opposite sofa. “You can’t have it both ways, bitch. Either you want him or you don’t. But you can’t be banging Yeosang if you want him or Wooyoung,” Hongjoong rolled his eyes. 

“I don’t want him and I didn’t bang Yeosang,” Y/N argued. 

“Yeosang hates all women,” Mingi interrupted. “Especially her. He wouldn’t do that.”

Hongjoong laughed, cocking his head to make eye contact with Y/N, “was it a rage fuck then?”

“You’re such a pig,” she gasped as she stood up to storm out of the room. 

“Don’t be pissed at me,” Hongjoong continued to smirk, “you’re the one who fucks anyone with a dick.”

Y/N left the room without responding. She walked upstairs, heading in the direction of Wooyoung’s bedroom when Yeosang exited his room. 

He quickly looked away after locking eyes with her. Yeosang paused for a moment, undecided on what to do before he started to re-enter his bedroom. 

“Yeosang, wait,” Y/N said, causing him to stop moving. 

“What,” he said, not turning around. 

“I think maybe we should talk,” Y/N sighed, placing her hand on his shoulder. 

“There’s nothing to talk about,” he snapped, knocking her hand off with his. 

“We need to talk about what happened last night,” she insisted. 

“You mean how we made out? How you kept saying how bad you wanted me? Or how about when we stripped down and you turned and said ‘I’m just kidding, I only want Woo’ then you went to sleep.” Yeosang snarled. “So which part would you like to discuss?”

“Oh god,” Y/N gasped. “I'm so sorry…”

“Your sorrys mean absolutely nothing to me,” Yeosang snapped. “I will not be one of your toys.”

Yeosang walked back into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He walked over to his bed, plopping down as a tear escaped his eye. 

“Knock it off, Yeosang,” he said to himself. “She’s not worth all this.”

Y/N stood in the hallway staring at Yeosang’s door for a few seconds, contemplating following him inside to talk some more but decided it was best to leave the situation alone. She walked down to Wooyoung’s bedroom, grabbed the door knob, realizing she wasn’t able to enter. 

“I’m locked out,” she sighed. “Come on.”

She turned around walking towards Seonghwa’s room when she noticed a sign on one of the last doors before reaching the end of the hallway. The writing was in crayon and looked as though a child made the sign. 

“Mingi and Y/N’s room,” the sign read. 

“I guess this is my new room,” she sighed, taking a deep breath before entering. The room looked like a teenager's room, not one of an adult man. 

“This has to be better than staying in Seonghwa’s room,” she said to herself as she looked around the room. 

♥️♠️Later that night♦️♣️

Y/N spent the day alone in Mingi’s room, watching the small television that was in the corner. She glanced out the window and saw the daylight had faded into a dark abyss. She decided she should get ready for bed. She grabbed her pajamas and towels, walking out of the room and into the bathroom. She filled the bathtub up with bubbles and hot water, crawling inside. 

She laid her head back, closing her eyes to relax, lying peacefully in and out of a conscious state. Out of nowhere she felt two hands on her shoulders, pushing her under the water. Y/N struggled to get loose to no avail. The person continued to hold her under the water, watching as she flopped around attempting to get free. The person eventually released her and she instantly sat up out of the water, gasping for air. She turned to see Yunho smiling eerily at her. 

“See I told you there’s no reason to be scared of me,” he announced. “I didn’t kill you.”

“What the hell,” Y/N gasped, grabbing her chest, continuing to breathe heavily. 

“You’re always so scared of me,” he said. “I wanted to prove to you that there’s no reason to fear me.”

“By attempting to drown me in the bathtub?” Y/N snapped. 

“I told you that I would never hurt you on purpose and this proved it,” Yunho smiled. “I could have killed you but I didn’t. That should make you feel safer around me.”

“Yunho,” Y/N took a deep breath trying to figure out the right words to say. “People don’t ‘almost’ kill people to prove that they’re not dangerous.”

“Well then how would you know for sure?” Yunho asked. 

“I’d know by the fact that you didn’t try to hurt me at all,” she argued. 

Yunho’s smile faded from his face and his eyes became dark, “you’re really starting to piss me off,” he snarled. 

“I didn’t mean to,” she scrambled for words. 

“AND I DIDN'T MEAN TO FUCKING HURT YOU,” Yunho yelled. 

“Ok ok,” Y/N nodded with panic in her voice. “You did a very good job of showing that. I’m no longer scared of you.”

“I think you’re lying,” Yunho said. 

“No I’m not, I promise,” she argued. 

“Should I get in the bathtub with you?” Yunho asked. 

“What?” she gasped. 

“Should I get in there with you?” Yunho repeated himself. “We could have some fun.”

“I’d say yes but the water is starting to get cold,” y/n said hoping he would accept the excuse. 

“Your body would feel so good ice cold,” Yunho announced, starting to take off his shirt. 

“Yea but I’ll be shivering non stop and my teeth will probably start to chatter,” she continued. 

“Ugh,” Yunho mumbled, putting his shirt back down. “If you’re gonna be ice cold you’d have to be silent and still too. This will not work.”

“We’ll figure something out for another time,” Y/N said, standing up and quickly grabbed her towel. 

Yunho smiled, “I bet death looks good on you.”

“Thank you,” she hesitated not knowing if that was actually a compliment. “I gotta get back to my room, I want to get dressed before Mingi comes in.”

“Should I come with?” Yunho wondered. 

“No, not tonight,” she smiled. “But definitely another night. Ok?”

Yunho didn’t respond, he continued to stare at Y/N as she walked out of the bathroom.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

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𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 9 : 𝔱𝔰𝔨 𝔱𝔰𝔨 𝔱𝔰𝔨

𝔠𝔥.8 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔠𝔥.10

“Wake up, y/n,” a man whispered into her ear. 

Y/n rolled over, slowly opening her eyes, expecting or maybe hoping to see jungwon. Nearly jumping out of her skin when she saw Heeseung's face smiling at her in the dark. She wanted to scream but before she could even open her mouth, Heeseung had his hand over top of it.

“Tsk tsk tsk,” heeseung whispered. “Don’t make me duct tape your mouth shut.”

Y/n grabbed her wrist trying to grab the bracelet Yeonjun gave her earlier in the day, realizing it was no longer on her wrist. 

Heeseung dangled the bracelet over top of y/n’s face with an eerie smile. 

“Are you looking for this?” He asked. “You’re not gonna be needing it anytime soon.”

He took the bracelet and threw it across the room, out of reach of y/n. 

“If I take my hand off your mouth do you promise you’re not going to scream?” Heeseung asked. 

Y/n nodded yes, the best she could. 

“Ok good,” heeseung smiled, slowly taking his hand off of her face. 

Y/n quickly put her hand up to face rubbing where his hand was touching her, trying to rid herself of his sins. 

“What are you going to do with me?” Y/n whispered, nearly in tears. 

“I’m curious,” heeseung explained. “I kind of want to see for myself what all the fuss is about.”

Y/n’s eyes grew wide and she became too scared to move as heeseung traced her jawline with his finger, trailing it down her neck. 

“This is the carotid artery,” he explained, moving his lips only a few inches away from hers. “If you puncture it just right, you can control the blood flow so it doesn’t make a mess, no waste. But I don’t necessarily care if it's messy. I think the blood adds to the excitement. Don’t you agree?”

Y/N’s trembling continued but less out of fear and more out of something else. She felt a little exhilarated, almost excited, which confused her in itself. Why or how could she be enjoying this, even in the slightest? 

“Are you going to kill me?” Y/N wondered while smirking unknowingly.

Heeseung stopped smirking when he noticed Y/N’s reaction, “Ooooh you’re a little naughty, aren’t you?” 

Y/N shook her head no, “I’m not naughty at all. I’m a good girl.”

“No, I can see inside your soul,” Heeseung smirked, leaning down and licking her lips. “You’re dark and I like it.”

“I don’t want any of this,” Y/N argued.

“Oh but you do,” Heeseung insisted. “I can feel your body trembling with excitement. I can hear your heart beating out of your chest pushing that delicious blood throughout your fragile body. It’s driving me insane.”

“It’s because I'm scared,” Y/N stated.

“Do you like being scared?” Heeseung smirked as his eyes turned black and his fangs grew out of his gums. 

Heeseung ran his hand down her body, gently caressing all of her curves.

“Hmmm what should we do now?” Heeseung smirked.

“Please,” Y/N started.

“Oh baby you don’t have to beg,” Heeseung said. “I know you want me and I’m going to give you exactly what you want.”

Heeseung put his face an inch away from hers, staring intensely into Y/N’s eyes, “from now on you are going to want nothing to do with Jungwon. You’re only going to be worried about me. You are falling in love with me and you think I might be the one. You aren’t going to remember this happened. You will think you just had a dream about me.”

Y/N closed her eyes and when she reopened them, Heeseung was gone and she was alone in her bed. Y/N got up and ran over to pick up her bracelet, placing it back onto her wrist, tempted to push the button. She had the urge to see Yeonjun but at the same time didn’t want to bother him, afterall it was late and he was probably asleep. Y/N decided against pushing the button, she crawled back into bed and slowly fell asleep.

When the morning came, she got out of bed, got dressed and hurried out of her dorm. She went to her first class and took a seat next to a girl that she hadn’t met before.

The girl leaned over and whispered, “so you must be Y/N, I’ve heard so much about you.”

“Oh god,” Y/N groaned. “What have you heard?”

“You know,” Karina smiled. “All of the good, bad, and the ugly.”

“I’m not entirely sure what you mean by that,” Y/N sighed.

“Yeonjun speaks pretty highly about you,” Karina smiled.

“You’re friends with Yeonjun?” Y/N wondered.

“Yea he didn’t mention me?” she asked. “I’m Karina.”

“No,” y/n shook her head. “He didn’t say anything. Are you his girlfriend?”

“Eww no,” Karina cringed. She glanced down at Y/N’s wrist, smiling when she noticed the silver bracelet. “Did he give you that?”

Y/N placed her hand on the bracelet, smiling subconsciously, “yea he gave it to me last night.”

“I was right, he is a little sweet on you and you like him too,” Karina teased.

Before Y/N had time to respond, Jungwon and Heeseung entered the classroom. The smile dropped from Y/N’s face as she stood up and walked over to the two without any hesitation. 

“Y/N,” Jungwon said, surprised.

She ignored Jungwon and looked at Heeseung.

“Hello there,” Heeseung smirked. “Missed me?”

“We need to talk,” Y/N demanded.

“Are you gonna confess your undying love for me?” Heeseung asked, smirking down at Jungwon.

“Can we please just talk?” Y/N begged.

“Ugh,” Heeseung groaned, walking out into the hallway, Y/N following him leaving Jungwon behind.

Once they entered the hallway Y/N pushed Heeseung, “what the hell was last night about?”

Heeseung stared at Y/N confused, “How can you remember that? I compelled you.”

“You did what to me?” Y/N asked. 

“I told you to forget it,” Heeseung growled.

“Telling me to forget something isn’t actually going to make me forget it,” Y/N argued.

“Yeah that’s how it's supposed to work,” Heeseung stated.

“Well it’s not how it worked so I don’t know what to tell you,” Y/N snapped. “I remember everything. Why would you do this? Why would you tell me that I’m falling for you?”

Heeseung pushed Y/N against the wall, pressing his body firmly against hers, “even though you remember everything you still couldn’t stay away. I think you might actually be falling for me.”

“Not even a little,” Y/N denied.

Heeseung ran the back of his hand against Y/N’s face, “I can feel your heart racing,” he whispered. “I know you're getting excited.”

“Let me go,” Y/N pleaded as the statues in the halls and the portraits on the walls started shaking.

“HEESEUNG,” a man said walking up from behind the two. “Leave Y/N be.”

Y/N turned her head, seeing Yeonjun and Beomgyu walking towards them.

“Go to hell,” Heeseung snarled, as his eyes turned black.

Beomgyu glared at Heeseung and waved his hand, sending Heeseung flying across the hall slamming into the wall on the opposite side.

“Why didn’t you push your bracelet?” Yeonjun asked.

“I had things under control,” Y/N sighed.

Beomgyu laughed, “you're stupid.” he said walking into the classroom.

“You shouldn’t push your luck,” Yeonjun said. “I need you to stay safe.”

“Why are you so worried about me?” Y/N asked.

“Come on we’re going to be late,” Yeonjun said, putting his arm around Y/N's shoulder, guiding her into the classroom.

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

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