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I NEED AN POLY!ATEEZ IMAGINE OF THIS PLSS.

SURPRISE!

Pairing: Ateez!ot8 x f!reader

Genre: fluff, birthday au, slice of life

W.C: 3.2k. Network: @k-vanity

Warnings: none (just a little bit sad in the beginning coz of missing your loved ones and then sweet love afterwards)

🎀>.<🎀

You pouted and sighed for the nth time this day. Changing the channels and not getting interested in any of the shows, you decided to consume time in your bedroom for the day. There should be some reason for you to be excited for the upcoming day --- tomorrow, but you found yourself blank with no visible emotion. Just a lost soul roaming around the grand house.

They are busy.

That's the only thought storming inside your head.

You sat by your window, observing the raindrops as they meandered down the glass pane in a melancholic dance. The day before your birthday, and the gloomy sky mirrored your despondent mood. Your boyfriends were away on a business trip and the void left by their absence was palpable.

That evening, wrapped in a plush blanket, you settled on the couch to watch a beloved film, the one you often enjoyed together. As the familiar scenes played out, you could almost hear their laughter and feel their presence beside you, offering solace.

Memories of past birthdays spent together flooded your mind—how Wooyoung would always bake you a cake, even though it was often a little lopsided, and how Jongho would serenade you with a song he wrote just for you. Oh! Hongjoong would definitely leave everything just to spoil you with his money and that's him to spend his money on your favorite things.

Seonghwa would change your whole wardrobe until your next year's birthday. Yeosang would be the one to spend the whole day cuddling with you and San would get you dressed up in a style, during daytime and in a different one during night. Mingi would book a whole new place to celebrate your birthday during evening till night and well, your big man Yunho would definitely treat you like a princess and he as your personal butler.

But this year, the silence was deafening, and the loneliness gnawed at your heart.

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The following morning, you awoke to the sun's rays infiltrating the room.

It's your birthday.

Warm sunlight peeking inside your room and the birds chirping made you groan lightly and you turned around to stretch your limbs and hands but again you quickly grabbed your body pillow and hugged it, whispering to yourself, 'Happy Birthday, y/n.'

No comfort, no hug, no morning kisses, no surprises... you opened your eyes only to be greeted by no one in sight. No smiling faces.

An empty room and a heavy silence.

Even though you knew they were not awake at this time in that country, you still decided to check a single notification from them. None. Switching off the screen, your head again hit the mattress and you sighed audibly.

It's okay --- they love you and you love them too.

Your doorbell rang and you furrowed your brows, thinking possibilities of them or someone else coming over to your place.

Curiosity piqued, you approached the door and discovered a beautifully wrapped parcel. Inside was a meticulously crafted card, and an album brimming with photographs and cherished memories of your times together. On the final page was a heartfelt note: "We're with you, always and forever."

your heart swelled with an overwhelming sense of love. Despite the miles separating them, their love transcended distance. The loneliness ebbed away, supplanted by the warmth of their affection.

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Determined to alleviate your solitude, you embarked on a solitary adventure. you dressed warmly in a cute pink sundress and set out into the city, the cool breeze a sharp contrast to the warmth you longed for. your first destination was a quaint café, one that Seonghwa would always choose for your inaugural dates. The café's rustic charm and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee brought a fleeting sense of comfort.

You sat by a window table and observed the rustling outside.

As you sipped your americano, you discovered a diminutive note beneath your cup, inscribed with, "Happy birthday, y/n!" A faint smile graced your lips, warming your heart ever so slightly. The barista must have been in on it, as he gave you a knowing wink, adding a touch of magic to the moment.

Jaemin is always a flirt. But at least today, he managed to bring a faint smile to your face. You picked your phone, fingers hovering over the screen and deciding to call one of them. Are you desperate? Is it being too clingy? Still biting your lips, you pressed a number, pressing your phone to your ears and breathing unevenly and waiting to hear one of their voices.

No one picked it up. With a gloomy mood, you stood up, having a heartfelt conversation with Jaemin and to say, he did notice your little sadness and upon asking you the reason, he found the absence of your lovers. Earlier, his curiosity when he couldn't find Jongho with you, did manage to chalk it out that something happened with you and your boyfriends but on the positive, it's just they are missing out on a special day with you.

Your next stop was a charming bookstore. As you peruse the shelves, a particular stall piqued your interest—a book that you wanted for so long. Grabbing it quickly, you skipped across the shelves. The visible joy was all evident on your face and few elders and students around you noticed your glowing form. But your steps halted when you were stepping forward towards the counter to check out, your gaze fell on a lovely couple.

Giggling and holding hands while the man was teasing the girl in front and a tear slipped from your eyes. Mingi would have done the same. The serendipity of memories flashing in front of your eyes, left you marveling at how much you love them, and missing them at your every move.

Striving to maintain a cheerful demeanor, you commenced your day with a stroll in the park. The sight of a couple entwined in each other's arms evoked a profound sense of loneliness.

Wandering through the city, you found yourself at the park where you often picnicked with them. The sight of children playing and couples strolling hand in hand deepened your sense of longing, yet you drew comfort from the memories you all had created there.

The park was bustling with activity. Children laughed as they chased each other, couples strolled hand in hand, and families enjoyed picnics on the lush green grass. you made your way to your favorite spot—a secluded clearing surrounded by blooming flowers and tall, sheltering trees. you laid out a blanket and settled down with the book, trying to immerse yourself in the story book.

you couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. you tried to remain optimistic, convincing yourself that they would make it up to you once they returned.

You want nothing but just them with you and their love.

Little did you know, a grand surprise was in the works.

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A little girl ran past your head, almost bumping into you but her shoe tip slightly hit your head and you were aware of a thing she dropped beside your face. You couldn't scold her because of her cuteness and sweet giggles. A little smile appeared on your face.

After a while, you noticed a small envelope placed beside your book. The little girl's must be. But your name was written on it, more to say your full name. Surprised, you opened it to find a note from them: "Happy Birthday, y/n! Follow the path to the bridge beside the waterfall, love."

your heart fluttered with excitement. You quickly packed up your belongings and followed the path winding through the park, the anticipation building with each step. As you approached the destination, you noticed it was oddly silent but still decorated with extra flowers and adorned with fairy lights that are yet to be lighted as there's still daylight in the afternoon and delicate paper lanterns swaying gently in the breeze.

As you stepped closer into the place, soft music began to play. It was a melody you recognized—one of your favorite songs. You hummed and chuckled lightly.

"where are you? Please tell me...it's not a prank by you, Jaemin." Your soft voice bloomed above the tune playing. Your soft voice pinched some hearts nearby you, hiding behind the sweet environment.

A warm and big palm covered your eyes, in a quick move, your hands moved up to hover over the palms, "who are you?"

The person behind you leaned forward, his breath hitting your ear and he placed a soft kiss just under your ear and whispered, "Happy Birthday, princess."

A rush of excitement jolted through your body, the voice and his warmth against your skin. a smile tugged in the corner of your lips when you breathed out, "Yunho..."

Removing the palms from your eyes, he turned you around, you were excited and also, in disbelief that you were in reality and not dreaming. He pulled you closer by the waist, planting a longing kiss on your lips, pecking your forehead before retreating from you.

"So, Jaemin is the first person you could thought of?" Hongjoong's sudden voice made you jump in your place. Your eyes moved away from Yunho's when you noticed the elder one approaching you two. Stepping in front of you, he cupped your cheek and kissed you. The same feeling of comfort and longing.

You giggled, "jealousy is not good for health. Also, he is my good friend and you are my boyfriend. So, I can rely on him for a little friendly prank in your absence." You kissed his cheek in the end.

"Of course you can. Happy Birthday, love." He kissed the side of your head.

Suddenly, Mingi and Jongho emerged from behind the thick trees, each holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

"Happy Birthday, y/n!" they exclaimed in unison, their faces lit up with joy.

Tears of happiness welled up in your eyes. "Thank you. I can't believe you all are here! How did you manage this? All... are others here too?"

Mingi grinned. "It wasn't easy, but we couldn't miss your birthday. We wanted to make it special." Hugging you tightly, kissing your lips repeatedly, making you giggle at his antics.

Jongho stepped forward and handed you his bouquet. "We've planned a whole day just for you. We have a picnic, music, and a few more surprises up our sleeves." He kissed your lips and cheek.

"I thought you won't manage this time."

"How could you think like that, baby?" Seonghwa's sweet tone from behind you made you turn around when you quickly ran towards him. others eyes following your overwhelmed excitement and tears brimming your eyes. Even if the last two days were hectic, but seeing you full of joy and love for them made it worth it.

"Hwa...I missed you. I missed all of you so much." You pressed your face into his chest, fighting not to cry on this precious day.

He caressed your back, stroking your head lightly when he planted a kiss on the crown of your head, "I missed you too, love. Happy Birthday." You raised your head up when he pecked your lips, giving you the warmest smile you could have asked for.

"Well, to make it special, we outdid our limit and here we are." Yeosang said and approached beside you, holding a tiara for you and as you turned towards him, he placed it on your head and kissed your temple, "always looking like my angel. Happy birthday to my sweety."

"Yeo...I missed your wake up hug on my birthday." He engulfed you in a tight, secure embrace and rested his chin on top of your head, "I'm hugging you now. The things we missed today since morning, we can start from now and continue till tomorrow."

You nodded in his warmth but soon he pulled himself apart from you when you felt two hands snaking around your waist from behind and breathing in your perfume at the crane of your neck, placing some feathery kiss when you closed your eyes in the essence, he brought his lips to your ears, pressing his lips to it and whispering, "happy Birthday, sweetheart. I missed you so much."

Your fingers lightly grabbed his hairs and your chest rose and fell heavily under his touch. Managing to bring your lips to his head, you kissed him, "I missed you too, San. Thank you for coming early."

He nodded between kissing your exposed shoulder, "I will come to you no matter how busy I am. I won't let you feel disappointed in me."

"I would never be disappointed in you, San. I love you."

"I love you too, y/n."

The others were watching the scene unfolding before them. Even though the look on their face was soft and warm but their thoughts and the visible dark lust in their eyes was oblivious to you. Oh! You are in for a long night with them because right at the moment they want to dive into a fairyland with you in their embrace.

"well thank me too. I especially planned for all these." Wooyoung's whiny voice made your eyelids parted and there he stood in front of you, a few steps away. But he was holding a box in his hand --- a cake. He is always the one to decide how your cake should be on every birthday.

"woo." San's hand slipped from around you and he chuckled when he watched you running towards the younger boy who quickly put away the cake beside him on the table and extended his arms for you. "You are here."

"yes, darling. I am and look this time I bought the perfect candles with the cake." He peppered your face with kisses until he placed a last kiss on your lips, whispering, "Happy Birthday, baby. I love you."

"I love you too, woo." You looked away from him, towards others and sent a warm smile, "I love you all. Thank you for this."

Hongjoong stepped forward beside San whose arms were folded in front of his chest. All of their gazes were focused on you, observing and memorizing every little detail and movements. It's been a month they last saw you and it felt like eternity.

Hongjoong smiled and patted your head, "we love you too, pretty."

"How did you guys know I would be here?" you raised your brows but still kept a smiley face.

Seonghwa shook his head and sighed, "don't ask that. We landed just in the morning and we got changed into casuals to give you surprise, without wasting time so we did all this at the hotel beside the airport. On our way to home, we went to Jaemin's café where we got to know that you were there just thirty minutes earlier."

"really?"

He nodded when Mingi added, "and guess what? Jongho was following you all the way when you went to the bookstore." Jongho chuckled and nodded proudly, "you were too cute to look at."

"where were you all? Did you go to the house?" you were surprised that they were following you all this while.

Yunho happily said, "Meanwhile we were preparing all this. Did you like it? I'm sorry if it's just basic and simple. We would arrange for something more. We could only ask for this place to be private for the rest of the day till midnight." he gestured to the surrounding area with his open arm.

"Yunho...I love it. Thank you." Your voice was genuinely filled with love, "this is more than I could have wished for today. This is not simple. This is more than my dream. You all are here and I'm spending my birthday with you all. What can I ask for more?"

Even if the decoration was simple, their hardwork, love and determination towards you was evident and it was warming your heart, filling it with hope and desire.

Yeosang cupped your cheeks, "you are too sweet for this world." He wiped your tears with the thumbs.

San held your shoulder and turned you around, pushing you from behind and leading you to the table, "now it's time to cut the cake, sweetheart. It's your day. No more crying."

Standing in front of the table, Wooyoung revealed the cake --- exactly the picture you had shown him a few weeks ago. He had ordered it right that day. Lighting up the candle, they surrounded you like small children celebrating their bestfriend's birthday. Maybe it's like that. But, y/n...you are their world.

"Happy Birthday, y/n!"

"thank you for everything, always."

As you blew out the candles, surrounded by the people you loved the most in the world, you made a silent wish: that you would always find ways to be together, to create memories, and to cherish every moment, no matter the distance or the challenges you all faced.

They led you to a beautifully set picnic spread under the tree, a garden tent house, decorated with flowers and complete with all your favorite foods. As you enjoyed the meal, you all laughed, reminisced, and savored the moment. The hours seemed to fly by in a haze of joy and love.

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As the sun began to set, casting a golden hue over the park, you sat in between the legs of Seonghwa. Others near you and eyes in the same direction. You were set up in a cozy spot with blankets and pillows, perfect for watching the sunset. They shifted closer to you, you nestled between them, feeling the warmth of their presence.

"There's one more thing," Wooyoung said, reaching into his bag and pulling out a small, wrapped box. "Open it."

you carefully unwrapped the box to find a delicate necklace with a pendant in the shape of a heart. Inside the heart was a perfect picture of you nine together and on top of it written --- 9 makes a family.

"It's beautiful," you whispered, your voice filled with emotion.

"We wanted you to have something to remind you that no matter where we are, we're always with you," Hongjoong said, fastening the necklace around your neck.

As you watched the sun dip below the horizon, you felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love. But they watched the sunset in your eyes. You were worth watching at the moment.

That night, as you walked back through the park, hand in hand, you realized that this birthday was more than you could have ever wished for. The surprise had been perfect, but what made it truly special was the love and effort they had put into making your day unforgettable.

you spent the remainder of your birthday conversing with them, sharing laughter and recounting memories. Jongho sang your favorite songs, they reminisce about their adventures, and promised to make up for their absence with an even grander celebration the next day. As you were drifting into slumber that night, you felt a serene sense of contentment. you knew that no matter the physical distance, their love would perpetually be with you, rendering every birthday a bit more luminous.

With them by your side, you knew that every birthday, every day, would be a little brighter, a little more magical. They had given you the greatest gift of all—their unwavering love.

Yunho placed a kiss on your nose and then on your lips when he felt you drifting off to sleep, "happy birthday again, princess."

NOTE: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated. Spread love not hate. I don't know if this is how you wanted it to be but I hope you have enjoyed <3.

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The new theme??? So candy 🍭🍬 I love it (must hav been hard saying bye to taeyong sksksksksl)

Do u even rem me btw 😭 lol

Yes🎀 ☺️

It’s okay I’m in my ‘I’m just a girl’ phase and a little wh*re and sl*t for Taeyong and my other men 💋

Yes baby I remember u with that hug message to make me smile. The sweet you are☺️

family walking in or overhearing you getting fucked out of your mind during family vacay by nct 😭

LOVESICK

Pairing: Husband! Jeno x pregnant wife! reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Slice of life

W.C: 5.3k. Network: @k-vanity

Warning: extreme love between them, Jeno is a lovesick puppy for you, domestic love and we are horny for him. sensitive, overstimulation, teasing, nipple clamps, vibrator, nipple play, choking, edging, pwp (don’t do it silly), lots of kissing (I'm kiss drunk for him), mirror sex, fingering, crying, sucking, biting, impact play, getting caught during sex but to make it less embarrassing, there's a door in between. pregancy talk and a caring husband Jeno. Basically, you both are in love with each other and lost control.

MINORS DONT INTERACT UNDER THE CUE! 🔞

Have fun babygirls!

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Jeno and you had always envisioned a life brimming with love, adventures, and cherished memories. From the moment you met, it was clear you were soulmates destined to walk life's path together.

Your love story was nothing short of a fairy tale, filled with laughter, support, and shared dreams.

It was a warm, sunny Sunday morning, and Jeno awoke to the enticing aroma of pancakes drifting through the air. He stretched lazily, the corners of his mouth curling into a contented smile. The familiar sounds of you humming softly in the kitchen reached his ears, a melody that always warmed his heart. He rolled over and glanced at the empty spot beside him, feeling a rush of affection for you. Slipping out of bed, he padded towards the kitchen, eager to join you.

Why is the day feeling so different and lively?

"Good morning, love," Jeno greeted, wrapping his arms around you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Good morning, Jeno," you replied, eyes sparkling as you turned your head to plant a quick kiss on his lips. "I've got a surprise for you."

Curiosity piqued, Jeno's eyes lit up. "Oh? What is it?"

With a mischievous smile, you handed him a small, neatly wrapped box from the counter top. "Open it."

Oh earlier he didn't notice it.

He is in love with you and his eyes are always locked on your form.

Jeno's fingers trembled slightly with anticipation as he carefully unwrapped the box. Inside, he found a pregnancy test with a positive result with a doodling 'Congratulations'. His heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at you, who was beaming with joy, tears shimmering in your eyes.

"Are you serious?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion.

You nodded, tears of happiness streaming down your cheeks. "We're going to have a baby, Jeno."

Overwhelmed with joy, Jeno pulled you into a tight embrace, lifting you off your feet and spinning you around. "We're going to be parents! I am going to be a dad, y/n and you will be a beautiful mom." he exclaimed, his voice echoing the shared excitement.

The day followed with a whirlwind of emotions and planning. Jeno and you embraced every moment of the exciting day, your bond growing stronger with the love and affection between you two.

Jeno is a pillar of support, always ready with a comforting word or a gentle touch whenever you need it.

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You were so nervous about letting your parents know about this. Nervous, why? You were having so many emotions going through, so after almost three days, you let them know about the situation.

You invited both of you and Jeno's parents to your house.

And they planned a family trip to your house for a few weeks. Well, you were happy and excited to share the moment with them with this sudden new experience but somehow, you noticed one more thing. Jeno was continuously asking his mom when they were leaving.

Why didn't he want his parents to stay?

He even once asked you in one evening.

"Are your parents going to stay this week again?" His curious and eager eyes staring at you.

You turned your head from in front of the mirror, he was sitting on the bed like a lost puppy, "why are you asking?"

He was going to reply something quickly but held it back so he only shook his head, "no. Just asking."

You smirked, sensing him lying, "I know you are up to something so tell me why you are curious everyday how long our parents are going to stay here."

He rolled his eyes and laid down on the mattress, "I just want to spend time with you. All alone."

"We are alone. They are not invading our personal space and they are just enjoying themselves with us in this special moment. Isn't it beautiful?" You raised your brows and smiled.

He rolled to his side to face you, "it is, but I want something more."

"What?"

"you."

you frowned. "What do you mean? you have me. I am right here then what more you want. Jeno, stop with your stupid questions and replies." and then you turned around to resume whatever you were doing.

Jeno poked the inside of his cheeks.

he has to get what he wants soon...no matter how risky it is.

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One evening, as you both sat on the couch, Jeno gently placed his hand on your belly. "Can you believe there's a little one growing in there?" he marveled, his eyes filled with wonder.

you smiled, placing your hand over his. "It's amazing, isn't it? I can't wait to meet our baby."

Both of your parents went to roam around the city for the day and today you both got some time alone and you could feel Jeno was too excited for some reason.

Man is a lovesick puppy for you but you are not something less than that.

you both love each other a lot and it's just so difficult to keep your hands off each other in front of your parents.

having some chit-chats with your husbands, you stood up from the couch and paced towards the bedroom and to your surprise he was trailing behind you as if he was waiting for the moment, you would willingly get inside the bedroom.

On your way towards the door, you asked, "When are our parents coming back?"

he quickly replied, "after dinner. we have enough time."

you entered the door and quickly turned around.

“enough time?”

He shut the door and locked it safe from inside.

"what are you doing?" you nervously laughed but deep down you could intercept the emotions visible on his face. you know what that means and you won't give in so easily, you want fun and a little bit of testing and teasing won't harm it.

he chuckled and took slow steps towards you. his strong gaze locked with your exciting ones, of course you were trying hard not to reveal your obvious reaction. "You know it well."

you blinked, "no...but...should we get ready and join our parents. I am getting bored lately."

you didn't move from your spot in the middle of the room and he was standing just a feet away, he scoffed and grabbed your jaw, "are you really so bored? why don't I help you to get rid of it --- without involving the parents." he brushed your hairs back, "also, aren't you having fun with so many people in the house and every time running away from me?"

you smiled even when his strong grip on your jaw was burning. His two hands were like angel and devil, just like his personality --- one harshly grabbing you and strongly gripping to not let you slip from his hold and whereas the other delicately and softly brushing the hairs and caressing your skin. there was both hunger and admiration in his eyes. like always.

"Of course, I am happy but you know sometimes I feel like telling my mom to go back when she is nagging at me for no reason. I am a grown adult now and I know what to do and not. yeah, advice is good and she has experience but you know that I am also going to be a mom soon."

"Get on the bed."

your rants stopped when he commanded you. Jeno had enough. Don't get him wrong, he could listen to you the whole day even if your gossips and topics are irrelevant and stupid but right now his patience is running out. He was not in a mood for anything except you.

he smirked when he noticed you blinking in confusion but quickly following his order. He approached the side of the bed and his predatory gaze locked on yours.

"scoot back."

Again, his tone had the same domination and this time you fought back, instead of scooting back, you approached to him at the edge of the side he was standing and stood up on your knees, "what are you trying to do, Mr. Lee Jeno." your hands sliding up his arms and you smirked at his reaction.

The effect was clear on him.

"y/n, I won't repeat twice. get back to your place." he raised a brow.

you tilted your head to the side, "what about no?"

he scoffed and pushed you back on the bed. you were laughing loudly at his reaction and he groaned before brushing back his hair in frustration. you rolled over the bed to the other side when he sat on the side and was fumbling into the drawers of the bedside shelves.

you inhaled a sharp breath when the realization hit you of what he was searching for. He was trying to tame you and play your own games. nervously, you bit your lips and clutched the shit. he turned his head towards you and the corner of his lips rose up when he noticed your scared eyes and nervousness all over your face, "are you sensitive?"

"h-huh?"

he raised a familiar object in his hand and you gulped before nodding slightly.

"what? are you okay or we can skip it?" he asked you and again turned his attention back to the drawer. The previous object was beside his thigh and you kept staring at it without replying to him until you heard the shut sound of the shelf and two more objects placed beside it.

"are you going to keep up with this behavior? then you are in for the worst punishment." he turned around to face your lying figure in a pink set of trousers and top. you seemed like a soft and pretty wife for him --- that's how he wanted you right now.

when he raised the object again, you slowly spoke up, "I am a bit sensitive these days. I think it's because of the pregnancy but I can still try it. I'm sure."

he nodded but still he casted an unsure glance towards the object in his hand and sent an assuring smile towards you. Even if he is controlling you on the bed and demanding every step of yours to be under his control, he wouldn't hurt you. He would only make you cry in pleasurable pain but not hurt you in real.

he pulled off his black t-shirt in one swift move and scooted near you. extending a hand towards you and you quickly grabbed it. he gave it an assurance squeeze and held you up to make you sit facing him.

"I love you, y/n. you know that, right?" he cupped your cheek and pecked your lips before smiling endearingly at you.

you held his wrist and smiled back, "I know, Jeno. I love you too."

the sweet gesture extended to his lips connecting to yours, securing the soft and collective moments between you both. you wanted him and he was willingly giving you. That's how the kiss was --- rough yet full of love. His one hand slid to the back of your head, securing a knot with a handful of your hair and pressing you tight to his lips. He was craving for this exact moment in those past days and when he finally got the chance, he won't be missing a bit of it. Teeths clashing, tongues fighting for dominance and letting yourselves melt into each other's presence was becoming intense.

Your arms snaked around his neck and his other hand wandering down your body, examining your every curve above the thin top when his one hand goes under your shirt to pinch your hardened nipple. Letting out a surprised gasp and a low moan when he repeated his action, he smirked at your reaction. Parting yourself from the kiss, you breathed heavily whereas his mouth trailing wet kisses to your jaw and throat. His palms massaging your sensitive breast and and you pants with moans when he was biting down your sweet spots around your neck was making him hard.

"Jeno..." you whimpered under his touch and caught his wrist. His head pulled off from the crane of your neck to face you. You were already blissed out. "It's painful."

He pinched your nipple, "this?" you nodded frantically and he laughed before pecking your lips, "it's good then. We will have fun today." you didn't reply anything but kept staring at him with excitement and nervousness. There was a fear of going overboard with all the games but also there was a blind trust on him that he won't hurt you.

Letting yourself move how he wanted, he made you adjust on his lap, your back pressed to his bare and wide chest. Even though he was handling you painfully slowly, calculating every second and igniting the fire step by step yet you were relaxing in his hold. You wanted this. You wanted him. Any stress, confusion, stiffness and negativity fades away when you are with him. His hands wrapped around your torso, chin on your shoulder and he kissed your cheek. You smiled at his gestures and kissed his nose.

"I am so happy for us. Still can't believe all these are true."

Your smile widened, "yeah. This is very much real. We are going to be parents and we are on this journey together." you turned your head to face him properly, he could see the excitement in your eyes. You have so much to say and he was glad that you were happy with him and as his pretty wife. "We have to plan so many things together."

You could see the adoration in his face and he nodded, kissing your nose and lips, "we will. But for now let's dive into this moment. Only us."

A breath escaped your mouth when you bite your lips and shyly nodded, giving him the sign that you were ready for whatever was coming in your way.

Bending a bit forward with you on his lap, he grabbed the first object for the day — out of the three. He would only use these three for today, for all other objects it could be any other time.

Unbuttoning the top from front, his fingers brush over your sensitive buds. Your body reacting how he wanted, his every little touch was making you squirm and whimper out his name. You sound melodious to his ears, your eyes closed and head falling back on his shoulder with your upper front exposed and his hands roaming on your burning skin. His breaths fanning over your ears and whispering dirty and sweet compliments in your ears with deep and low chuckles.

Oh it was a sight. He wanted to capture that moment with you.

Both of palms massaging your breasts, rolling the bud and pinching and pulling it to see your sensitivity. He made sure to see your limit with the present condition and when you gave him a nod to proceed. He brought the clamps to your front. You glanced at it and then turned away. A shiver ran down your body with the thought of it. He held the two clips and slightly pinched your stomach then some other areas around.

"Trust me and tell me if it's too much."

He waited for your affirmation and when he got the signal, he pressed down the clips to your nipples. It was a quick pinch and he again retreated the clips. You again nodded when he pressed the first clip to the bud then slowly to the second one.

Your hands clutching above his thigh, fisting his trouser and moaning out his name. Jeno moved your hairs to trail down kisses in the crook of your neck and exposed shoulder. The cold chain connecting the two clamps resting on your chest and hanging loosely, tickling your stomach. Intertwining his hands with one of yours on his thigh and the other caressing your thighs and arms. His soft touches and grunts in your ears made you squirm in his hold. The pain from your nipples making you moan out his name and he urges you to say his name on repeat.

His palm resting over your belly, carefully and tenderly caressing it, humming in your ears, "there's a little one growing and I'm going to let that one know how I love the mommy and my wife so much. I love every moment with you."

"Jeno...please...do something...please."

He slightly pulled the chain on your chest when you cried out in pain and he quickly left it and kissed your cheek. Sliding your trouser and panty down, leaving you only in an unbuttoned top. You grinded on his lap when you felt his hard member poking your lower back.

"y/n...stay still. Be a good girl." he chuckled and caressed your exposed thigh, fingers lingering around the inner thigh near the aching and red cunt. "Be a good mommy for me."

Resting his forehead on your shoulder, placing a kiss on your back, he circled his thumb over your clit. Closing your eyes, you moaned and arch your back when he pressed his palm over the heat.

"You are so beautiful, y/n."

"Coz you are my handsome man, Jeno."

You looked at him smiling but when you found his gaze in front, you followed his eyes and gasped. Oh! The mirror across the room displaying you two together and your body decorated with his hands and clamps. Your gazes locked in the mirror and he kissed your shoulder when he felt you shying away.

You are too sweet for him to handle.

Your eyes scanned his black hairs falling over his forehead, veins on hands and neck popping out when his whole attention was on you. You were falling in love with him all over again. Distracting with his handsome features and his soft touch and low voice, his fingers parted your folds and rubbed it slowly.

"Jeno...more please."

"I will give you more. Have patience, baby."

Turning your head to the side, he caught your lips into a feverish kiss. You both are sick of each other's love and pleasure is the only medicine for it. A finger inserted inside your folds and he groaned when your lips sucked his fingers in so easily when your other lips danced with his in a rhythm.

Your arousal dripping in his palm, “so wet for me, love.”

Pumping into you with a slow pace, adding one more finger, your back arched and you moaned out his name into his mouth. He left your mouth alone, one hand torturing you with a painfully slow rhythm and the other one resting on your belly. You grabbed his hair in a fist and with other held his wrist which was playing with the chain on your chest.

You were panting when he increased his pace, "Jeno...it's painful." he tugged the chain softly and smiled, "this?" you nodded and he pulled it with more force, other hand still working on your heat. You cried out when he tugged at it again and kept it locked in a painful angle. No, it wasn't too much for you, if it was then you could have given him the warning and said the word. Still, he watched your change in facial expression, your scrunched nose, creased forehead with sweat lining on it and moans with heavy breaths. There was no sign from you to stop him and he increased the pace.

Hitting the exact spot which pushed you to the climax, you begged for permission. He never liked you cumming without his order and he waited for more. He didn't allow you even when you were begging, his fingers slowed down when he added one more finger and continued in a slow teasing movement. He knew the effect of edging you, the intense orgasm from you is a sight to look at.

"Open your eyes, y/n. Look at the mirror in front." he whispered the words into your ears.

You fought back the pressure and somehow managed to lock your gaze with him in the mirror. Your wet eyelashes with tear stained cheeks. You pout when you notice his smirk. He was enjoying your view and how you were trying to move your hip against his hand for the friction you needed.

You whined, "Jeno...please."

He chuckled, pressing a soft kiss on your shoulder. Increasing his pace and tugging the chain at the same time earned a loud gasp and moan from you. You were crying yet urging him to go on. He listened to your every sound escaping from you. He loves the sounds. He loves you.

"Cum for me, pretty." he gestured with a soft bump with his head to yours, "Look at me."

You did what he told you to do. With a loud cry of his name, you came undone on his fingers. Your gaze was still locked with him.

Resting your head on his chest and panting heavily. He laid you down on the bed, hovering over you quickly. The silver necklace around his neck, dangling in front of your eyes. Your hands reached up to touch his abs and his biceps.

"I love you."

He laughed at your sudden confession, "this was how you sounded for the first time. I love you too, baby."

You smiled at the thought that he still remembered the moment from five years ago.

"Are you okay? Is it hurting somewhere?" he had a concern over his features. You shook your head with a faint 'No'.

He smiled and reached for the second object — the tiny vibrator.

"We can skip the handcuffs today. We don't need it. I want to feel your touch and you, so let's stick to only this." he said and started the vibrator, filling the room with the low buzzing sound. Your heat throbbed when he looked at you with those dark lustful eyes and without any more second, he placed it on your belly. You hummed and he picked it up and moved it across your body, watching you squirming under its effect. Circling around the nipples and tugging the chain at the same time. Oh it was too much for you to handle but not to stop him.

You were trapped like a prey under his predatory gaze.

For a moment he removed the clamps from you, sucking and biting the sensitive hard nipples. You were trying your best to break free but he held you tight. He loves to rest his head on breast and play with them and now when he got the chance to have it —— why not?

“I can’t believe that this gonna grow in size. Oh! I’ll love it.” He said and continued the sweet torture on your chest. Leaving red and purple marks all over the skin where his fingers caressing the area.

He was getting drunk on your breast.

Again, he placed the vibrator on your belly, also attaching the clamps back to the nipples and sat back to get rid of his trouser. You were ready for him and he had to have you right at the moment. The sight in front of him was making him painfully hard and he was aching for your touch.

Lining with the entrance, his angry red tip with precum dripping was teasing your entrance. He gave it some stroke and squeeze, painting the precum all over. The buzzing sound on your belly and his tight grip on your inner thighs to make it part when you tried to close them around him. Not wasting more painful seconds, he inserted his tip and waited for you to adjust. Nodding your head, he inserted his thick girth inside you.

" you taking me so well, baby." he groaned when you squeezed around him, "fuck...are you feeling good?"

You nodded and breathed out, "yes, Jeno. move your hip, please fuck me."

Moving his hip in slow movements, he chuckled, "as if you will take my cum again. Do you want me to spill inside you baby?"

"Yes...yes please."

He grabbed your cheeks, making you look at him when he titled his head, "how? You are already pregnant." he thrusted deeper, his tip brushing your g-spot, "only if I could fill you up with one more."

"Fill me up..please." you whimpered and tried to break free when he moved the vibrator from your belly to your clit. He groaned along with the new vibration and how tight your folds tensed around his member.

"You are spitting nonsense baby." he laughed at you when you repeated your pleading for him to fill you up.his hand fell from your lips to your throat, measuring his palm around it and holding it firmly. Giving it a firm squeeze, you arched your back to the effect. Thrusting at a fast pace, he squeezed your throat, putting pressure on both the sides. Tears flowing down your eyes when he left the grip on your hip to pull the chain to your clamps.

"Jeno!"

"Yes, baby. Say my name again. Let that baby know how much I love you. Only I can make you feel good and only I can love you."

"Yes yes. Jeno...too much."

You held his wrist when he squeezed around your throat again. Another hand curling on top of his thigh. You watched how worked out he was, sweat dripping down his hairs and his burning body with veins lining the skin and arms making his body looking angry. It was impatient just like him. You love when he manhandles you, have you in his own ways, fucking you into void but still caring for you. Always loving you and caring for your every need. You can't get a more perfect husband like him.

"You are taking me so well, baby. So perfect."

He bent down to kiss your lips and before he could speak a word more, he heard a couple knock at his door.

Both of Your eyes went wide when he hushed you and pecked your lips before replying, "yes?"

"Is y/n with you, son?"

"Yeah, why?" he averted his eyes from the door to look at your nervous yet blissed out face. His rhythm was slow and he turned off the vibrator and threw it aside. Holding your gaze he smirked, pressing you down when you tried to get up and asked your mom on the other side of the door, "do you need something, mom?"

"Yeah, are you guys busy? I think I heard her crying. Is everything alright?" your mom had a concern in her voice.

He chuckled and your eyes were wide at her words. He again held your throat and mouthed 'keep quiet'. He turned to face the door, "no mom. She is sleeping and maybe you heard the audio, actually I played it loud. Sorry for that."

You both heard her laugh, "oh no, it's okay. I was just worried and if you can please come down, we bought so many things for you."

"Yeah, mom. Sorry, I can't open the door right now, i'm stuck doing a thing." he smirked at you, increasing his pace, you bit your lips to prevent any sound escaping your throat. He cursed under his breath before replying, "I will be there soon. Give me a moment."

"Yeah sure, son. No need to wake her up."

With that she went away and you moaned.

"Do you want to let your mom know about us like this right now?" he thrusted deeper, "how her daughter wants another baby when already there's one growing inside."

"Jeno...I want to cum...please."

"Already? Haven't you cum before?" he was mocking at you but the way he was drilling inside you, it was clear that he was chasing his climax as well. You turned to face your side where you could see how your bodies were connected and you looked so fragile under his wide frame. He caught your gaze in the mirror and gave you a sweet eye smile. His thumb rubbed at your clit to push you further and ignited the fire bubbling inside you.

"Cum for me, baby."

Your whole body shook when you hit the climax. Arching your back above the bed and your both hands clutching the sheets tightly with your parted lips and hooded eyes. Jeno groaned at the sight unfolding in front of him. He thrusted deeper when you pleaded him to stop and a couple or more, he moaned your name and spilled his cum inside you, painting your walls with hot liquid. The feeling was euphoric and he bent forward, balancing himself on his palm at the both sides of your head and panting hard. He slowly removed the clamps and caressed your nipples. They were paining and it felt amazing when he was massaging it.

He pecked your lips and whispered, "I love you so much, y/n." hiding his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your post-sex smell from your body. You stroked his head and kissed the side of his head.

"I love you, Jeno."

He hummed in response. He laid sideways to your side to face you. Caressing your head and giving you a warm smile, he asked you, "are you okay, my love?"

You nodded, "yes, I am. Let's go down to meet them. They are quite early back home."

"Why? Did you want more time with me? We can still have it if you want."

You hit his arm and he laughed lightly. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead and smiled, "it's okay. You get some rest and later I will freshen you up. I'm going to meet them and will help them out if needed. Don't worry. Sleep."

You hummed and closed your eyes when you felt your eyelids getting heavy. Without having any thoughts in mind, you drifted off to sleep, knowing you were loved and secured with him. He waited and watched you for a while, pulling off a blanket from below, he covered you with it and kissed your cheek before getting off the bed and getting into the washroom to dress himself.

Closing the door behind him, he went down to meet the parents and spent his time being a wonderful son after he showed you his love as a perfect husband.

In the end, it was the simple moments—the shared laughter, the quiet nights, the gentle touches—that defined your love story. Jeno and you had created a life filled with love, and you knew that as long as you had each other, you could face anything.

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reading fics and one shots to accommodate for the lack of romance in my life

FRIENDS!? Chapter 14

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Series ML

Pairing: poly!ateez × f!reader (An ATEEZ Office AU)

Genre: Mature, Angst, Yandere

Warning: mention of memories (nothing much just go with the flow), mention of hostage and crying, fear.

W.C: 3.4k Network: @k-vanity

[Reblogs and Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you for reading and have a nice day ahead. Please always take care of yourself everyone.]

Hello, Can we be friends please?

"y/n." you heard your name being called when you were indulged in a file. You need to hand over the documents to Seonghwa by the evening because the meeting next week is very important to him and you don't want to mess it up and let him be mad at you. It's not like he will scold you and stay mad but his scary stare and his demeanor is what scares you off. Still, you love him --- your best friend.

Wait. He is still not in your list because of how he makes you nervous.

You nod your head at the person who called your name earlier and his voice always works wonders on a stressful day --- the soft and comfortable voice.

"Are you done with that?" Seonghwa gestured towards the papers in front of you, he strolls across the room to get a cup from the table and walks towards the side of the window.

"yeah, just a few more pages and then done." You sighed in the end.

A hand extends in front of you and a cup filled with coffee is being offered with the person smiling softly. He pulled a chair beside you when you took a sip of it and hummed. He pats your head when he notices you smiling while drinking the coffee.

"Why are you smiling?" he asked.

You raised a brow, "what? I can't smile?" but soon chuckled when he shook his head.

"no. I didn't mean that. Is there a special thought behind that?"

You hummed and then turned towards him. His hair grew a bit long and it added to his beauty. He can be prettier than every girl in this office if he ever considers to do make up for once. His soft nature and comforting voice is really a perfect match to his voice unlike Yeosang.

That man is mysteriously scary.

You smiled, "I was remembering some moments from our past."

"And what did you see in those memories?" he asked.

"that we don't like each other."

His smile drops suddenly. Previously, he was nervous when you said about the memories but this --- don't like each other. He avoids your gaze and looks around the cabin to avoid the topic. It's good you can remember the happy days, but after that, you shouldn't. you will hate them after all the things you will remember. He doesn't want that --- hell he doesn't want to lose you again. He is so thankful that you remember the good parts and you are happy with them.

What else can he want?

"I'm sorry..." he whispered.

You laughed at him, "you believed it?" you tapped his hand to make him look at you and when he did, you scrunch your nose and smile cutely. He couldn't believe you were joking with him. just the same way you used to do earlier, "I was teasing you."

"You think it's funny?" his tone becomes serious and it surely scares you. The smile disappeared from your face because of his change in demeanor. You shook your head and when you were about to say sorry. He pressed his lips together and started laughing like he was holding it back from bursting out louder.

"What happened?" you asked nervously.

He cups your cheek, "you think only you can joke with me?" he squeezes them, "I am kidding."

You remove his hand away and glare, "don't do that."

"why? Did I make you nervous?"

"no."

He nods when he notices your absence of focus on him. He chuckles at your obvious nervous form.

You arrange the pages, reviewing them precisely and putting them according to the respective files. He watches you intently, sitting beside you and admiring your work and of course your beauty. After a little while, you collected the files together and turned towards him with the stack in your hand and placed them on his lap.

"take this. All done."

He blinks a few times before nodding and taking them to place them beside him on the table. He taps his index finger on top of them and your brows knitted together. What is he planning now?

His sudden voice makes your focus return to him, "do you want to go out with me?"

You cough out suddenly. Taking a sip from the glass in front, you pat your chest. What did he just say?

"you?"

"yeah. Is something wrong with me?" you quickly shook your head and smiled awkwardly.

"I didn't see that coming all of a sudden. But I will go with you."

"yeah. me too."

"huh?" you lick your lips, mentally battling with a thought. Should you ask him? Yes. No. maybe. Everything will be alright. "uh..."

"I know you have questions in that little mind, angel. Ask it." he said and stared at you.

You gulp a hesitation and ask, "how did we meet back then?"

"didn't you remember this?"

You nod, "yeah I did. But I want to hear it from you. I want to know the missing parts. How were we?"

His fingers curl tight on hearing your question. You want to know the missing pieces. Yeah, soon you will know about everything. Those days. How he wishes to erase them. Will you try to run away from them? No. he should tell you.

"Have you asked others about this yet?" he asks softly.

Nodding your head, you remember your conversations with Wooyoung, Jongho and Mingi. They told you a lot about your childhood and schooldays, after all you were the closest friends. You have heard from Yunho that you both confessed your love to each other on the rooftop when one day Yeosang didn't go to accompany you both otherwise he wouldn't leave a single second of your side.

"I did. Not all but some of them."

"Did you ask Hongjoong? about this..."

You shake your head, "no. why?"

"nothing." He smiles and moves a bit forward, patting your head, he starts speaking, "you all were like inseparable. You know what I'm saying...except me and Hongjoong you were friends with them. San was always a bit distant but still he was our friend."

"yeah. I remember that. He never used to speak to us that much. Even till now." You chuckle and glance at the door. He should not hear about this.

Seonghwa continues, "one day, Wooyoung and Yeosang brought you to our hideout. Rest of us were there, busy gossiping about something when we noticed you entering the place. We didn't have a girl friend before so Hongjoong was confused and awkward with your presence. But I noticed Jongho's and Mingi's happiness on seeing you. The secret admiration in Yunho and Wooyoung's eyes. And you were holding Yeosang's hand tightly. That was our first meeting. You seemed like a little angel to me. I held your hand and swore to keep you with me."

You are keenly staring at him and you can remember the day clearly after how he is explaining. Now you know how Hongjoong made you comfortable and befriended you. You have to ask him about it.

"you all transferred to my school. Previously we were in different schools."

He nods and continues, "It's to be close to you. You were so friendly and treated us as your best friends since day one. We had such nice memories...really good."

"Yeah, I do remember that. But Hwa...I was in an orphanage, right? I used to stay there. Did I have a family? Or like someone who is a guardian because I feel like it."

He averts his gaze towards the window and gulps, "I don't know much about that. You didn't share about it to us and we didn't want to know something that could......hurt you."

"you all loved me so much and still now. I know you can't hurt me. but if you are hiding something then please don't do it. I want to know everything before I go away."

Before I go away...

He holds your palms, "you are not going away again. And, I-I I'm not hiding anything, y/n. it's better to forget those pasts and be happy in the present. I promise I won't hurt you. I'm sorry."

You smile again, patting his hand, "hey, why are you sorry? You didn't do anything to me. it's just I am more comfortable with others than you and Hongjoong. but on the positive side, I'm okay with you both these days. I can't assure you of San though."

He chuckles but it's to hide his nervousness. He knew it's not good for you to remember everything but he can't do anything here. Maybe if they never came across your life again then you would have never been so curious again and would never try to remember your past but if by chance you could have remembered everything, then? How have you reacted? Moreover, he could never let you go from his life and for that he had to find you again.

Is that right? Yes, absolutely.

Even if that means he has to hurt you again to keep you close to him.

"Do you want to ask anything more?"

You bite your lower lip and breathe in and out to calm yourself before asking, "did......did we kiss?"

He stands up suddenly. He starts arranging the files and takes them in his hold before stepping away from the table. That means no. He is probably thinking you are asking for a kiss right now. Do you sound desperate? Oh gosh! he will tell this to Hongjoong and then they will tease you the whole day.

"yes. We did."

Huh...did you hear correctly?

"We did?" he nods and turns towards the door, not speaking anything more. You are also at a loss of words and grasping the situation but his steps halt at the doorway when you spoke up, "why don't I remember it?" you waited for his reply to your confusion.

What was the reason behind it? Was it not good?

"You should not have personal questions during working hours." With that he left the cabin.

Are they all bipolar or what?

>>>><<<<

It's a private area just below the rooftop. No one is allowed here, not even the bodyguards of the CEO's and only a few maids are available. It's crazy to say this building's top five floors are nothing less than a grand luxurious palace. They have a hell lot of money and you are already aware of it because of the wages of the employees. Working here for more than one year, you realize that they have a separate office building and this one is just for the CEO and Bosses because the private meetings and pre-plannings with their best workers are held here.

Not going to lie but you are literally enjoying it here. Especially staying with them, spending time with them and falling in love with them.

Falling in love....

But you do miss Beomgyu. You have so much to tell him after he comes back from overseas.

Now, you are sitting in the private lounge area with the boys and you shift in your place. They notice your uneasiness and Hongjoong stare at you to observe your reactions more. you suddenly clear your throat making them more attentive to you. The ones far from you also glance at you.

Oh! It's a holiday. And it feels cursed yet beautiful to have them together.

"the thing I asked a few weeks ago. Can I take leave for a few days?"

Hongjoong raises a brow at you, "why?"

"I told you." You whine.

"he asked you why. Tell him the reason, don't whine around every time." San said and folds his hand.

You shut your mouth before turning towards Yeosang beside you. He smiles politely when his eyes meet yours. You smile back, "please...I need it."

"a valid reason would work." Jongho speaks up from beside Yunho.

Wait. Why is he speaking like that? You blink at him and look at everyone. They are waiting for you to say something. Aren't they going to say yes or no? so they really want a reason right now. You groan internally.

"I want to go on a trip with Star."

Wooyoung quickly jumped into the conversation, "do you think it's safe for you to go somewhere alone with her? No. You are not going."

"yes, y/n. it's not safe for you to travel alone." Yunho adds to his words.

A frown appears on your face, "excuse me." San raises a brow at your attitude. He is enjoying your character too much. "I am not that little kid you all befriended back then. I am the same age as Jongho. He can go everywhere and do everything. Also, just to remind you all, before joining this office, I had to do everything on my own." You release a heavy breath.

The boys shared looks among them.

Yeosang grabs your hand to gain your attention, "where do you want to go?"

Your eyes lit up, "I haven't decided yet. As you are all my bosses so I should first ask for a leave as a respectful secretary. Please, can I?"

He pulls you in a hug, catching you by surprise. He slowly pushes your head on his shoulder and pats, "it's okay. You can go. Just tell me everything before you plan. I want to make sure of your safety."

"What about others? Will they agree to this?" you mumble.

He stares at everyone precisely, mouthing something to them and when he catch Hongjoong's eyes, there's a passing of hot stares between them when Yeosang ignored him and nods to you, "yes. They will. How can we deny you something? You are my doll, y/n. and we love you."

Dolls are meant to be kept in the dollhouse and are treated as puppets.

But you are free, y/n.

They are really your best friends.

"Thank you." You hug him tighter and relax in his embrace.

.

.

.

"what should we do?" Mingi asks worriedly, while scratching the back of his head, "she is literally remembering everything."

"I think... we should tell her everything before she finds out." Jongho frowns.

Yunho glared, "you think it's something that would solve this? It would make it more complicated than it already is. I want her to forget those days completely."

"then it's better to kill her." San nonchalantly said the words and he sure did earn glares from some of them and a strong stare from Seonghwa. But Hongjoong was fuming at him. He raised a finger and glared, "you won't say a single word like that."

San rolls his eyes before going away to sit on the sofa beside Jongho. They are still in that lounge area and you were sleeping in one of the rooms on that floor. It was late at night and they were drinking and planning for their next move. Each passing day is bringing you closer to your forgotten memories and this is itching for them.

Yeosang scoffed before looking at San whose eyes were fixed on the wine glass in his hand. He knew him better than anyone else inside the room and Wooyoung would agree with him too but he was not expecting him to say such words. He knows the reason and it seems unreasonable to him.

"Shut the fuck up! I'm not going to lose her again."

"Yeosang...we all do feel the same but we can't repeat it. what If the past repeats again?" Seonghwa said calmly but the latter shook his head.

"Then let it be. But this time, there won't be any escape."

"how are you so sure about it?" Jongho asked curiously.

He chuckles before leaning back, "how can I be assured that none of you let her escape?"

"KEEP QUIET!" Hongjoong's loud voice boomed inside the place. "as if I don't have to watch you all every second not to scare her off every time one of you is alone with her."

>>>><<<<

"It's already afternoon and I have so much work left." You groan.

"You won't have the leave for your trip then."

You sigh, "you all are just taking advantage of this, Jongho."

"I guess we are." He laughs afterwards. He passed a paper to you for the review. He glances at your serious face while scanning it and he hangs his arm around your shoulder and presses a soft kiss to the side of your head, "don't stress yourself much. We don't want you to fall sick. I don't want you to work hard."

You should not deny but your heart fluttered for real. Their gestures are so soft and polite that you feel more attracted to them day by day.

"I'm hungry."

"didn't you have your lunch an hour ago?"

You nod, "but still I feel so hungry."

"Are you pregnant?"

You slap his arm repeatedly, "what the hell are you saying? Are you crazy? Oh gosh. I just said I feel hungry because it's normal sometimes. I think I ate less food earlier. You might be pregnant here, talking nonsense."

He rolls his eyes, "the way you are spending time with Hongjoong these days, I thought something happened between you two and now you were about to give a good news."

"please shut up. Don't open that mouth." You glared, "I'm having important meetings with him. one of his company fucked a huge deal and now I have to deal with his anger and changes in new arrangements every day."

"You should take this to your advantage." He raised a brow and passed you a few other pages.

"if you are not shutting up then I am going to Mingi's cabin. Don't forget that he needs me after you. I have to deal with eight men every day and it's not easy for me." you huffed.

He nods, "he would say the same thing, agreeing with me."

"for god's sake. Shut up."

Jongho released a loud laugh because he was having fun teasing you.

He caressed your head suddenly, "are you happy, y/n?" His gestures and words felt so safe. It was comfortable. You were taken aback by his question and blinked. "Please tell me the truth."

"Are you onto something?" you furrowed your brows.

He shook his head, "no. I am serious." you nodded.

"I am happy. I feel like I have everything I ever wanted. But you know sometimes I feel I shouldn't be so relaxed and comfortable. I am not like some other individual like you. You have memories and I have mysteries...I believed I have a different past but after meeting you both, it went messed up."

"Then, do you wanna go back?" he asked you softly.

"you mean?"

"go back...to your old life. Without us, including in your past..."

You don't know why you were crying but his words were hitting the right spots inside you. Go back. To your old life. To the past. Without them. You frown before wiping the tears.

"can I?" you asked. so you do feel like going back...away from them.

"I wish we could," he replied.

You really are still the same. That same old, y/n. sitting in front of him and getting annoyed with his teasing. You ruffle your hair like you used to do back then and he tugged a few strands behind your ear before smiling at his thoughts to himself.

Jongho, you are just the same as your brother.

You did wrong.

Don't repeat that again.

It's been a while. He thought. I hope we're always like this.

.............................................

"What were you saying to her?" Hongjoong banged his hand on the table, glaring at Jongho across from him. The youngest was not fazed by the sudden action. He knew he was right with his point and also wrong like them. "you hate seeing her crying."

"and she will cry again." Jongho muttered. "it will repeat again. We are selfish and if we truly cared for her then we could have parted our ways forever."

"We are good."

Jongho scoffed, "we're only good just for now. It soon won't last for long. We'll turn into those monsters and soon forget about everything. We are afraid if she remembers the past in future. And she is afraid of the past. We are enjoying our lives at present. So try to make the future better and let her go."

"And can you let her go away? Won't you miss her?" Hongjoong asked.

Jongho nodded, "I will wish us to meet in our next life when I will be a better person for her."

Where she will be free...like his bird.

Not in a cage.

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FRIENDS!? Chapter 16

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Series ML

Pairing: poly!ateez × f!reader (An ATEEZ Office AU)

Genre: Mature, Angst, Yandere

Warning: mention of memories (nothing much just go with the flow), mention of hostage and crying, fear, fever and comfort.

W.C: 3.4k Network: @k-vanity

[Reblogs and Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you for reading and have a nice day ahead. Please always take care of yourself everyone.]

Hello, Can we be friends please?

>.<

"And how many times have I told you not to keep the temperature low? Eating ice cream and taking cold showers whenever you feel like and then staying in the low temperature of the air conditioner of the room and your cabin." Yunho was scolding you since morning and now again he is starting with his lectures. You rolled your eyes before turning towards Mingi.

He was hugging you to his side, he smiled down at you on the couch and adjusted the comforter around you. You sniffed and sneezed again.

This time the cold is serious and you know soon others will lecture you again after their work.

"You should listen to us, y/n." Mingi patted your head and kissed the temple, you snuggled close to him, feeling the comfort and relaxing to his touch. The big frame was enough to engulf you in a soft comforting embrace. "get well soon."

"You should find a new secretary..." you muttered under your breath with a pout while watching Yunho busy with file works and bringing different papers from the shelf and placing them on the tables. You should help but you know he has strictly ordered you not to do anything unless he says so. Huh! His loss.

When he heard your voice, he quickly said, "no need. Enough with one troublemaker."

"yah! You have been scolding me since morning. Why are you like this?" you pressed your body closer to Mingi when he shifted to the front. He was also busy with his laptop, arranging some data works. He held your hand without looking away from the screen and held it on his thigh and continued his work.

Yunho stood straight in front of you, his serious face with his hand on his waist and blocking your view from the glass window made you look up at his face. He looks the best when he is angry.

"and why don't you listen to us?" tilting his head, a smirk appeared, "maybe...to skip work. Am I right?"

"No. You are wrong." You said and watched him walking towards you. "Now what did I do? Why are you coming here?"

Your protests got quiet when his cold fingers made contact with your heated skin. He tsk and shook his head, "you are burning. Where is the medicine box?"

"Don't worry, Yunho. I have given her already. Soon, she will be off to dreamland but before that let her be the chatterbox." Mingi said and chuckled followed by Yunho's laugh who grabbed a rubber band from the table and went around the couch behind you both and you tried to look back when he held your face to the front, "don't move your head."

"But what are you even doing there?"

"stripping my clothes."

"what?!"

Your eyes went wide and suddenly, you felt someone combing your hair. Yunho tied your hair with the band and planted a soft kiss on top of your head. There's a high chance of you dying from their sweet gestures someday. You pressed your lips tightly to hold back the smile until Yunho appeared in your sight again.

"get some sleep." He said and took the three files from the table. He felt your stares on his back when he went towards the door, turning back he smirked, "stop staring at me like a stalker. A simple thank you would work you know."

"You should leave. That grumpy Hongjoong is waiting for you." you scoffed.

He raised a brow at you, "I'll let him know about this and Mingi keep an eye on her."

You glared at Yunho until he closed the door and you turned your face to Mingi who was already staring at you, "is he always this serious and annoying when someone is sick?"

"you should remember the days when you felt sick at school. He would keep you at home and not let you even talk to anyone. Yes he is that serious." You nodded at his words. He sits back comfortably, closing the laptop and pulling you on his lap and covering you with the comforter again.

"You look so pretty in a ponytail." He kissed your nose and smiled, "I see you are getting comfortable with all of us."

You smiled back, resting your head on his shoulder, "I feel so comfortable with you all. As if there's no danger that can harm me and I'll be happy forever. I wish to be like this always. I don't want these days to end any day."

"it won't end. You will be happy with us forever. Just don't run away if you feel scared. Let us be like this forever." His words were pressed heavily like his voice. There's a lot he was trying to hide behind them. He didn't mean anything bad back in the past but he still was wrong. He could have never let that happen. He had the chance and option but he chose the wrong side.

You chuckled softly, "why do you all repeat the same thing? You all always tell me not to run away. Why will I? It's not that I have some place to run to or someone to. I have you all and I really trust you. If we are sticking to the past that I left you all without saying anything then I must have reasons and I chose to believe it."

"y/n...there's a reason for everything. There's choice to everything but sometimes, some choices are self made and then by force. And about back then......you just have to..."

"Mingi, let's not talk about that right now. I know there's something that may have happened to me. and I don't know why but please...till the day I can't remember it, let's enjoy it like this. I don't even know what I will remember and how I will react but whatever it is going to be, we will be together." You slowly muttered and he held your palm tightly.

"I want us to be together...always."

"Can I tell you something?" you asked.

He nodded, "of course."

"you know...I have nightmares every night. And I guess...they might be part of those unwanted memories. They are so scary and uncomfortable and I feel like I have forgotten it but again, it repeats with a new scene."

"Can you see someone? Or who are they like?" he looked straight into your eyes and waited for your reply. "please tell me."

"I can't see anyone. But the voices feel so familiar. The places and the touches. I know them. I can remember them yet I can't. What happened to me, Mingi? Who are they?" your scared and pained expression made his heart beat faster.

He could see the old you facing him with tears asking him to help but he chose to ignore her and convinced himself that whatever he was trying to do was good even though it was the worst.

"they are bad...you should not think about the nightmares so much." He cupped your cheek, kissing your temple, "nothing happened like that. And if you still feel scared of it then come to one of us."

"I will try to." You rested your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes.

We will try too.

>>>><<<<

"no one is here and a little bit won't be a problem"

You were standing in front of the refrigerator, picking one from the different flavored ice cream boxes. Recently, you just got off from the fever and back to your habits. They won't be happy with this but what if they don't know about it then you can give some other excuses.

After having worked till late at night, now you are seriously craving for some dessert and so your ice cream is the best go to option.

As you extended your hand to pick a small cup of chocolate flavor, someone back hugged you, resting his chin on your shoulder, titling his head to yours. You flinch at the sudden action but you were now scared that you got caught and now you have to come up with a good excuse.

You stayed still, frozen like the ice cream in front.

"Are you going to eat ice cream again?" the heavy sleepy voice of Yeosang made you gulp. You try your best to avoid his serious side. For some reason, you feel so nervous.

You stuttered, "I-I no...I was not here for ice cream."

"then? I don't think your excuse for water is gonna work either." You bit your lip on his words, thinking hard to come up with a good excuse quickly.

Turning around to face him, you looked at him and noticed his stare. That stare was enough to tell you not to speak any more nonsense than needed. He pulled you front and closed the refrigerator behind you before slamming you against it. it was not harsh but still the action was so sudden that made you hiss. He placed a hand beside your head, you eyed his hand and then to his face. What's he up to?

He maintained eye contact with you but you tried to break it and push him away but with his free hand he gripped your jaw, "why are you so rebellious?"

"Yeo..."

"What were you doing here?" he asked with a serious expression.

You gulped before replying, "I wanted to eat something. I'm tired of that disgusting soup...I want something different. You all didn't even allow me to eat anything from the cafeteria."

"Wooyoung will be so angry with you calling his soup disgusting." he chuckled in the end.

You denied quickly, "no it's not like that. I hate having it everyday and it makes me feel like I'm in the hospital."

He kept staring at you, his gaze flickering between your eyes and lips. He was fighting himself but his gaze stopped to your eyes. Those eyes which he once loved so much, which once shined and got excited to see him but then...it turned different. The same eyes felt scared and teared up with fear on seeing him.

He wants you.

He licked his lip, "these eyes are just like my perfect doll. I love them," he tilted his head, admiring your beauty in front of his eyes so close, "these are always mine and will be forever." He caressed your cheek with his thumb, you closed your eyes at his touch.

His face came closer to you than it was. You could feel his breath and your body heating up, not because your fever returned but his touch making you want something. You couldn't understand what but something inside you was getting excited for.

There were only the sounds of both of your breathings.

Your nervousness was replied with his lips landing on yours. Your breath hitched and your fists gripped his t-shirt. The kiss was slow and he was taking his time with you. He wanted more but he knew he couldn't or... shouldn't. He paused for a moment to whisper, "please, look at me, doll."

You were breathing unsteady and you shook your head.

"please..."

you didn't want to face him but still you did. You opened your eyes and met his eyes.

A small smile appeared on his lips, maintaining eye-contact with you, he leaned closer, "do you trust me?"

"yes." You breathed out.

"I love you, y/n."

Biting your lips, you kept quiet. Actually, even if the answer was known to you, there was a nervousness in you. What if? What if something goes wrong?

"you are mine...say it y/n...mine."

"I am."

His lips touched yours, leaving a small peck and you shyly looked away.

"Look at me y/n and say that you are mine. Say you love me."

You gulped when you met his eyes. The eyes were shining with hope, the flicker of joy to get you so close to him and now you were complying with his actions.

But a memory flashed in front of your eyes. The same eyes of Yeosang staring back at you but you felt scared of him. you wanted to run away. His touch and words were not comforting like now but they were hurting you and suffocating you.

"Yeosang..." you hugged him tightly, closing your eyes and pressing your head against his chest. He was surprised with your sudden move but he held your head and stroked your hair, another hand rubbing your back. "I am scared."

"please don't be. Everything is going to be fine...just say that you are mine."

Come on, doll. Just say that you are mine and this won't hurt you anymore.

The voice, the name. Who is he?

You held him tightly, "I love you, Yeosang."

He smirked and kissed your head, "now, you are mine."

Staying in the same position for a while, you parted from him. He was not willing to let you go but soon you smiled, "why are you here?"

He chuckled, "same reason. Craving for something. I got my chicken orders and then I noticed you stealing ice cream."

"I'm not."

he patted your cheek, "well, we can eat chicken together. And also, I have some puddings in my room. Let's grab it and stay on the balcony."

You nodded enthusiastically. You are hungry and anything sounds wonderful to you. Holding his hand, you both walked towards his room.

Maybe the days are going to get better.

.

.

.

"she is happy with Yeosang. She trusts him."

Seonghwa nodded his head from beside his chair, "I saw that, Jongho. The things are different and on the positive side."

Jongho looked at him, "we are not going to make her cry again, right?"

Both of them were sitting at the other side of the glass partition of the living room. You couldn't notice them because of the two indoor plants hiding their figures and they were quiet when they noticed you looking around as if you were trying to do something hidden.

The ice-cream mission.

They were previously enjoying the city view and discussing all the possibilities that were going to happen but their conversation got lost after they noticed your figure happily roaming around the floor.

"I don't want to see her like that but what if she gets scared of us then it's going to be hard to keep her with us. And again..."

"No again." Jongho stood up angrily, "no one is going to do anything. She is just an innocent girl. she had no reason, did no wrong but we took advantage of her. Don't forget...even if she kills us. We deserve it."

Seonghwa stared at him and said nothing. The youngest left the place and Seonghwa sighed while looking towards the city again, "you are making it hard for us, y/n. please accept us...our love."

>>>><<<<

"How are you feeling?" Mingi handed you a glass of water as soon as you and Hongjoong returned from the meeting and entered their cabin on the 8th floor. Everyone was there as per the schedule. They had no more for the day and now you can relax for a moment. Today, two meetings have been conducted which were apparently scheduled later the week but you were relieved that you have no more upcoming in this week.

"I am tired and feel like dying." You mumbled and slouched down beside Wooyoung and rested your head to the side on his shoulder. He kissed your head and intertwined his fingers with you.

"why?" Wooyung asked and watched how Hongjoong removed his coat and tie and sat on the chair with his head resting back on the headrest.

"These meetings and paperworks are going to be the death of me." you whined.

Mingi waited for you to finish the water and then took the glass from you when Yunho came in front of you, quickly checking your fever.

"I was sick a month ago. Why are you still checking on me?" you raised your brows.

He scoffed and mockingly smiled, "you tend to fall sick often and if you are tired like this then I can see you having fever."

"Hey, it's not like that."

Yeosang chuckled from the corner, "there's a thief in our building who steals ice-cream and pastries every day and then gets sick of the cold." You glanced at him and remembered the night when he caught you in front of the refrigerator and you blushed.

"Am I hearing this right?!" Yunho and Hongjoong both asked you sternly and you just avoided their gaze when Seonghwa crouched down in front of you and held your palms, "why do you do that? Once or twice a week is fine but regular is not good. You should listen to us. Don't be like this."

You nodded, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay but don't fall sick coz it's worrying us." He said softly.

You licked your lips, "do I bother you guys?"

Everyone went quiet. Your question was hanging heavy in the air. They shared looks among them. Why do you think so?

"Never." San broke the tense atmosphere. He slowly approached your figure and everyone was watching him and how you smiled brightly. You were not afraid and hesitant with him around you, whereas you were excited to see him. "You can't be a bother. Trust me. it's been so long so long we waited for you and now when you are finally here, we are just worried not to lose you again."

He crouched down beside Seonghwa and kissed your knuckles when you took one of your palms in his hold.

"I'm not leaving you all, I promise." You smiled at him and he smirked before nodding.

A little smile appeared on Hongjoong's face when he noticed the interaction. He noticed each one of his brothers --- not friends --- but brothers were admiring you and wishing the exact same thing as him. He could feel the joy and fear inside their heart and he could feel his the most.

He started the game and only he could manage this to get a better ending to it.

He can do anything to change the flow and have the best moments with you.

"I want us to be together forever." He whispered.

But we know, sometimes the things we desire or wish to come true often happen in an opposite way and whatever the destiny has written for you. It will happen no matter what.

He just can hold onto you till the end, where he has to let go.

Let you go.

Forever.

NEXT

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