I Need Help!!

i need help!!

ok so i remember months ago i read a jake fic where f!reader was reading a book while jake was sleeping and he had a dream where reader was being flirty with another guy and when he woke up in the middle of the night he told reader about it and it lead to them making love love. i need to find that fic like so bad if this is on your tl and u have an idea of what im talking abt please help me!! 😭

THE SILVER GARDEN

흩날리는 brown hair 반짝이는 별 사이로 fly 꿈만 같은 magic carpet ridin' . Baby , now you're in my blood

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𝘼𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚

Synopsis: After learning the truth about the love of your life Park Jongseong, you do the most unforgivable thing to escape his grasp. He vows that in your next life, he’ll make damn sure you don’t leave him again.

Pairing: Vampire!Jay X Female!Reader

Warnings: DARK CONTENT. YANDERE. NONCON. suicide, descriptions of suicide, blood, vampires, kissing, angst, crying, murder and descriptions of murder (no main characters), kidnapping, cursing, mind control, religious themes, magic, reincarnation, not 100% proofread yet

Word Count: 16k+

Author Note: Thank you to the lovely human that sent in this request (I won’t tag you in this portion since you’re shy). I really hope you enjoy it, thank you for sharing this amazing idea with me!! This was supposed to be a Drabble but the more I talked to this person I realized I couldn’t do everything I wanted with it in under 5k words. I wanted to do this request justice because I loved it so much, thank you for allowing me to expand on your idea and trusting me to write it for you!!

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NSFW WARNINGS UNDER CUT

NSFW WARNINGS: unprotected sex, loss of virginity, oral (f. rec), fingering, creampie, praise, biting, cum eating, blood drinking,

“I’m so happy you have Jongseong,” your mother whispers softly as she runs her fingers through your hair, soothing any disheveled strands down. The town talk this morning was that another young man has gone missing. “With all these strange things happening around town, I know he’ll keep my little flower safe.” You meet her eyes in the reflection of your vanity mirror as she smiles at you with pure love and a hint of underlying sadness. Her only child and daughter is to be wed and moved out of the family farm in just two days time. Marriage was something she’s always wanted for you, but now that the day is fast approaching she’s faced with the reality her home will soon be empty. 

Park Jongseong, your fiance, the love of your life. He moved into your small town a few months prior and courted you immediately. Having chaperoned dates by your lady friends, lavishing you in expensive fabrics and jewels, as well as paying off any debts your family owed to assure your father kept his farm in exchange for your hand in marriage, which your parents happily agreed to. Who could possibly say no to their only child being wed to a handsome and wealthy young man?

He lived in the biggest estate in your town with his four brothers, a large luxury home you’ve only seen from the outside. As an unwed lady, you were not to be alone with Jongseong in any circumstance without a lady chaperone, assuring your purity and reputation remained untainted until marriage. Marriage, something you dreamed about since childhood, daydreaming about what kind of man you would be lucky enough to find. Would he be handsome? Would he work hard everyday doing manual labor like your father? Would he have dreamy eyes you could stare into and pass them along to your future children? Would he be kind?

Your wedding to Jongseong was the talk of the village, even important people from surrounding towns were making the trip to attend the festivities. A traditional church ceremony to pledge your heart and souls to each other in God’s house. Followed by a feast on your family farm. And of course a huge celebration of music and dancing at the end of the evening at Jongseong’s property. That’s when your parents officially hand you over to him, no longer in their care, fully passing you into the protective arms of your new husband. 

However, some people were avoiding your village at all costs as of late. The usual quiet town was shaking in fear, the past few weeks odd occurrences had been occurring. Livestock had been turning up dead, their bodies completely drained of all blood. Young men had gone hunting and fishing and weren’t returning. Even men in the prisons were also found dead in their cells, their bodies also drained of all their blood. The town doctors were stunned by the mysterious deaths and disappearances as well, no one offered any answers or comfort to the townspeople. Restrictions and curfews were being enforced to keep the people safe.

“Jongseong will always keep me protected, mother.” You smile, placing a hand on her soft wrinkled one. “I know, my dear, I can tell by the way he looks at you.” She smiles, grabbing your hand off of hers and placing a gentle kiss to the back of it and sighing sweetly at the large jeweled ring on your finger that Jongseong had gifted you when your father accepted his marriage proposal. 

“How does he look at me?” You inquired. “My dear, he looks at you like you are the moon and sun, like you alone are his sole reason for life. He looks at you so intensely as if he stops staring at you, you’ll disappear.” She taps the tip of your nose with her finger in a playful manner.

Heat bloomed across your face, Jongseong was an intense person, there wasn’t any denying that. Your father liked that the most about him. He always kept a firm and tight grip on you in social settings. He included you in all important conversations and assured no one talked down on you simply because you were a farmer’s daughter. He didn’t tolerate any nastiness towards you and made sure people held you to the same standard as him. While also making it abundantly clear you were his, and he never hesitated to publicly shame and humiliate any man who dared look at you too long or make a move on you. He was extremely protective of what was his. 

“Come, dear. We don’t want to keep Jongseong waiting.” She tapped your shoulder. You nod and stand from the vanity chair placing your palms against the wood bracing yourself as your mother took her place behind you tugging at the loose corset strings she needed to tighten. You suck in a breath and let her skilled fingers tighten the fabric to your body, lifting your breasts and accentuating your waist. She knots the strings and tucks them away in the pockets of your dress, the hunter green fabric was beautiful. Jongseong had it made just for you with fabric from Paris, your mother soothes the dress in the back and smiles at you, “he chose such a beautiful fabric.”

You were used to simple linens and cottons growing up, as much as Jongseong loved seeing you in simplicity he loved seeing you in luxury even more. Silk and velvet fabrics with golden thread and jeweled embroidered corsets that showed your status and importance to everyone. Slipping on simple black gloves you nodded to your mother signaling you were ready to go into town to meet your fiance for lunch and last minute wedding errands. 

The town is busy today, many people only going out during the day now to avoid being out at night with the strange disappearances and deaths happening. A wide smile breaks out on your face when you spot Jongseong across the road talking with his brothers. Sunghoon notices you first before patting his elder brother on the shoulder pointing to you and your mother. His smile could light up the world on its darkest days, warmth and adoration shining through all of his masculine features. He doesn’t waste another second before sprinting across the road to embrace you in his strong frame, placing small kisses along your hairline lovingly, he acts like he hasn’t seen you for days when you both saw each other just yesterday. 

“My beloved, I’ve missed you so,” his smooth alto voice has your heart pumping wildly, as you smile sheepishly and bury your face in your fiance's broad chest. How is it possible that he still has this effect over you, making you melt into his touch. His sharp jawline, deep chocolate brown eyes that reflected the most beautiful shade of amber and gold in the sunlight. Deep raven black hair falling in place across his forehead, the playful smile tugging on his lips and the perfectly pressed suit he was wearing tying in his devilishly handsome features, how did you get so lucky?

The rest of his brother’s make their way to you and your mother to exchange pleasantries. Jaeyun waits for Jongseong to let you go before embracing you in a one armed respectful hug, lightly pecking your cheek. He was the first of the brother’s you had met, he stumbled onto your family’s farm seeking a cow for sale to slaughter. Heeseung offered the same gesture pecking your other cheek followed by Sunghoon and Sunoo, each man keeping a respectful touch on you to assure no rumors would be spoken of their brother’s wife to be. 

You met all the brothers first before your eyes even landed on Jongseong. While helping your father deliver the cow to their home you met the rest of the family, Heeseung, the eldest with a tight lip and stern tone. Sunghoon, the quiet one, he mostly kept to himself, always having a book in one hand and a glass of rum in the other. Sunoo, the sweetest and youngest of the brothers, always offers you friendly smiles and helpful hands. And of course, Jongseong was the last one of them you met.

Seeing him for the first time felt unreal, as if the world stopped turning and everything froze into place. The distinct outline of his jaw caught your attention first. His lips placed in a heartstopping smile, his attire all black but the fabrics were fine with solid gold buttons and jeweled rings on his hands letting anyone know his status of wealth and importance. It was love at first sight for the both of you, he didn’t let you step one foot off of their property before asking your father for his permission to take you on a date. Your best friend attended the date with you and he even made sure to include her in all conversations that evening. Taking you both back to the farm that evening he didn’t hesitate to tell your father he would be courting you immediately. 

“Will you boys be joining us as well?” Your mother asks curiously. “No ma’am, we have some business to take care of in town. We just kept Jongseong company until you lovely ladies arrived.” Heeseung smiled, kissing the back of her gloved hand making her giggle like a school girl. Heeseung was known for his flirtatious ways around the town. “You look lovely today,” Jaeyun whispered to you with a boyish smile. “Thank you, Jaeyun, you look very handsome yourself.” You beamed lightly touching his arm. 

“Come, beloved. You need to eat, we have lots to do today and you need your energy.” Jongseong grabs your gloved hand off of his brother’s arm and starts leading you away from him before you have a chance to say goodbye. You offer an apologetic wave to him as your fiance leads you into a nearby restaurant with your mother trailing closely behind. “I wanted to tell Jaeyun goodbye, I don’t want him to think I’m rude.” You whisper as a waiter leads you to a table and pulls a chair out for you and your mother to sit.

“He doesn’t, beloved, stop worrying so much. All I need you to focus that pretty little head of yours on is me,” he smirked, opening a cloth napkin and draping it across your lap. 

The man returns with a friendly smile, “what would you like to drink?” The chill of the weather outside had you craving a warm beverage to warm your bones. “May I have some chrysanthemum tea?” He shakes his head politely, “I do apologize, we only have jasmine tea brewed at this time.” A small pout touches your lips that your fiancé takes immediate notice to. 

“Do you have chrysanthemum tea leaves?” He asks with a small glare aimed at the man. “Well yes sir but not brewed and ready-” Jongseong raises his hand to signal for the man to stop talking. “Well you better get brewing.” The man gives him a bewildered expression before looking back and forth in between you. “Sir, the jasmine tea is just-” Jongseong scoffs, cutting the man off again. “My beloved didn’t ask for jasmine, she asked for chrysanthemum. I don’t deny my girl anything she desires, I don’t like seeing her frown, it makes me angry. Are you going to make her frown today?” His tone held a challenging bite followed by a playful smirk. 

“No sir, of course not. I apologize, I’ll go brew a fresh pot just for her.” The man stutters before rushing to the kitchen. “You didn’t have to do that for me,” he drops the smirk and softens his features as he caresses your cheek gently. “I will never deny you anything, if I can help it, you’ll always have everything you desire.” You lean into his touch and your heart bursts with joy and love, “I love you..” He smiles at your confession and places a soft kiss upon your lips, “I love you, beloved, forever.” 

Returning back to the farm in the evening time with bags in hand you’re surprised to see a small woven basket was at the doorstep, the basket was filled with long stemmed red and white roses. Roses didn’t grow in your village, it wasn’t even the season for such beautiful florals to be blooming. They must have been imported from a warmer place, the basket was lined with your favorite chocolates and sweets as well. You picked up the white card dangling from the side and opened the envelope.

“A beautiful gift, for the most beautiful woman my eyes have ever laid upon. I love you, little dove.”

You smiled holding the card close to your chest, this expensive gift and sweet words had to be from Jongseong, such a romantic gift. Little dove? That was a new nickname, he had never called you that before. “I should go thank him for the gift, mother.” She hums, “that would be the polite thing to do, but I’m far too tired to go back out and you cannot go alone.”

“I can ask Jihyo to go with me,” you offer a solution with a charming smile batting your eyelashes. Your mother can never say no to you, “fine. But only if she goes with you, you know the rules. You’re not to be alone with him until after the wedding.” You nod excitedly and place a kiss upon her cheek, “I know, mother. I’ll return shortly!”

Running out of the farm house you make your way down the dirt road, three houses down to your best friend Jihyo’s house. To your surprise you find her sitting outside her home on her porch swing knitting. She notices you walking up to her home and waves you over, “what are you doing here, it’s getting late?” 

“I know but Jongseong gave me a beautiful gift and I want to go thank him, and mother is too tired to accompany me.” She hugs you and you can see on her face she’s also going to decline. “I would love to accompany you, but my father has forbidden me to leave the house after sunset.” Looking to the sky you sigh, the sun was already almost fully set. The desire to see your fiance and the craving for another kiss clouds your judgment. “That’s understandable, I should head home then. Do you have a cloak I can borrow? It’s quite chilly and I’ll return it to you tomorrow.” 

She nods and rushes inside, “of course! Wait here, I'll be right back.” You felt bad for being dishonest to your best friend and now betraying your mother’s trust but how would they find out? Everyone in the town is staying indoors and no one would be outside to catch you if you decide to make a small visit to your fiance. And with all the occurrences happening he would never let you walk home alone, you would be safe. Jihyo returns outside after a few moments and hands you a black hooded cloak, “hurry home and be safe.” You slip the cloak on and hug her, kissing her cheek, “thank you, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Sneaking through the town, you covered your head with the hooded cloak and began to tread into the night to Jongseong’s. You didn’t want to risk anyone seeing you so you stayed off of the main road and out of sight from the street lights keeping your head down. But also you kept your guard up at your surroundings to assure your safety so you wouldn’t end up missing like the others. You just need to get there and Jongseong would safely get you home after, you won’t even go inside of the house just in case someone is watching, you’ll keep your reputation clean. 

After a half hour fast paced walk, you finally breathe a sigh of relief when you reach the iron gate outside of Jongseong’s home. You let the hood of your cloak down as you make your way through it and up the pavement to the porch. Your heels clicked against the wooden porch steps up to their door as you prepare yourself to knock, you doubted his brothers would send you away, and you could trust them to not tell anyone you were here at such an hour alone. Stopping at the front door you stop and swallow nervously at the sight of their front door ajar. Why would their door be open like this at night?

You contemplate your next move for a few seconds before a pained scream breaks your internal monologue. You could hear the screams of a man, immediately your mind runs rampant thinking Jongseong or one of his brother’s is hurt. You push open the door further hiking your dress and skirts up and start running in the direction of the loud screams. Never being in the large house before you keep hitting wall after wall and running into pieces of furniture in the rush and panic to get to whoever is harmed. Maybe coming here was a bad idea, if one of the boys were hurt how would you even help? Another agonizing scream rips through the large home and you realize you’re close to the source of the sound. Spinning in a circle your eyes land upon a closed door in the corner of the family room you’re standing in. 

You see bright white lights flicker from under the large double wooden door, without hesitation you push the doors open and you can feel the color drain from your face at the sight before your eyes. All of the brothers are feasting upon two men. One of the men you recognize as the waiter from the restaurant today. Realization slapping you in the face, they are the source of your town’s odd occurrences. So lost in the taste of their latest kill they didn’t even pick up on your scent coming into their home. 

Heeseung and Sunghoon have one of the men in their grasp, Heeseung drinking from his neck and Sunghoon taking greedy gulps from the man’s bicep. Jay, Jake, and Sunoo have the waiter. Sunoo is drinking from the man’s thigh, Jake has his teeth buried in his arm, and your fiancé has the man’s head tilted back as he drinks straight from his jugular. Further proving that they were behind the mysterious deaths and disappearances, they were the monsters your town was so afraid of. 

You didn’t even realize you made a loud gasp until all of their red tinted eyes snapped to you standing in the doorway. Jay removes his mouth from the man and wipes any remnants of blood from his mouth on the back of his hand. Fuck. This wasn’t supposed to happen this way, you weren’t supposed to see him like this yet. He didn’t want you to know him and his brothers were vampires until your wedding night after he turned you into one too. You take steps back until your back hits the wall behind you as Jay starts to approach you with his hands up showing you he wasn’t going to hurt you. “Beloved, let me explain..” His usual comforting voice only made you tremble under his worried gaze. 

“Don’t touch me!” You cower away from him in fear. Now that you’ve seen this side of his family surely that means that they would be killing you next. You should have never come here. “Baby, I would never hurt you.” His voice is pained, almost offended that you would think he could harm you. He tries to reach for your arm but you swat it away, disgusted by his touch. “You’re killing people! How could you?! You’re a monster!”

The rest of the boys step out of the room, “Sunoo..” Heeseung calls for the youngest brother. Sunoo takes a step toward you and Jongseong pushes him with extreme force, he flies back into the wall, when his back hits the wall it cracks and the hung picture frames come crashing to the floor breaking. “No, Heeseung! I’ll handle this, he doesn't need to mind control her.” Mind control? Was such a thing even possible? “Then take care of it, or I will.” Heeseung warns, helping Sunoo stand up from the impact. 

“Don’t you want to spend forever with me, beloved?” Jongseong asks, caging you against the wall further with his arms placed on either side of your head. “I thought I did..” You sniffle as you shake under her intense gaze. “You do, you’re just upset right now. We will spend forever together. I didn’t want it to go this way, I was going to wait until our wedding night to make you eternally mine.” He tries to touch your face but you keep moving away from his touches. 

“I don’t want that…” You sob into your hands. “Why not?” He sounds heartbroken and a part of you aches to hear him in such pain. “A life where I would be forced to watch everyone I’ve ever loved grow old and die around me is not a life I want to live. I want children…I want to grow old..” You admit looking up from your hands into his sad eyes hoping he takes your words into consideration. “No you don’t want to grow frail and old, and I can give you as many children as you want, my beloved. We can adopt as many as you like, and when they are mature we can change them and you can have them forever as well.”

“Jongseong..” you shake your head at the horrid thought of raising helpless children just to force such a disturbing life on them. “I love you, sweetheart. I’ve been waiting for you for centuries, and I’m not going to let you go. I refuse to live in a world that you’re not a part of. This is going to happen whether you want it to or not, I’m not letting you go.” This couldn’t be happening. “If you really loved me as much as you say you do, you wouldn't do this to me. You wouldn’t hurt me this way, Jongseong. Please…I beg you, don’t force your way of life on me.”

He shook his head sadly, he wasn’t going to let you go. He knew he wanted you from the moment he smelled you, he just didn’t know he wanted to keep you until he saw you. He smelled the thick scent of honeysuckle that was carried by the wind and he had every intention of draining every last drop of your blood, that was until he saw you. Even in a simple dirt stained linen dress and apron with messy hair, he was captivated. When he heard you laugh at some silly joke Jaeyun made he was willing to find jesters all over the world for you just to be surrounded by the sound of your laughter. He was yours before your eyes even landed on him. 

“My beloved, I need you, all of you. I ask you for so little, my beloved. Just let me do this, let me have you in every way. I will give you the world, I will pull down every star from the sky and place them upon your cheeks if you command it. Love me…obey me…fear me..and you can have everything that your heart desires.”

He cups your face in his large hands letting his thumbs rub soothing circles onto the apples of your tear stained cheeks. “Don’t you know how much I love you? I would tear pieces of my body off and set them ablaze just to keep you warm on winter nights. I have killed for you, I have taken the life of men that think they have a chance to be with you. You’re mine, you’re not leaving me, I’m not letting you.”

Petrified tears stream down your cheeks as you shake your head at his confession. Heeseung stands at one end of the hallway blocking you from the front door as Sunghoon blocks the other exit to the back door. “You need to change her now, Jongseong. We can’t risk her running into the town and telling people. You change her, or I will.” Heeseung demands. 

Jake and Sunoo stand off to the side watching in anticipation of what’s going to happen next, “Jongseong, please, I won’t tell anyone. Let me go home to my parents, I’ll never utter a word of this to anyone. You’ll never see me again, please.” He scoffs at the absurd statement. “I can’t do that, aren’t you listening to me? You’re never going to escape me, you’re mine.”

Eyes darting around the home your only escape was the staircase leading to a second floor. You use the heel of your shoe and jab it as hard as you can onto Jongseong’s foot, making him back away from you.  You take the opportunity to make a quick dash to the staircase, skipping every other step until you reach the top. You open the first door you see and slam it shut behind you, locking the knob and frantically looking around the bedroom for any escape route. 

The men didn’t rush after you, there was no escape from the second floor. “This wasn’t supposed to go this way..” Jongseong groans. “Let Sunoo put her to sleep and just change her, stop giving her a choice. Go get her or I’m sending him up there.” Heeseung says pointing to the staircase you ran up. He would have loved for you to come willing, to want this life with him but you showed no interest in becoming like him. You would probably be mad at him for centuries for this, but it would be worth it in the end. 

Upstairs in the locked bedroom you pace back and forth thinking of a plan to get you out here. What were you going to do? Once they found you your fate was going to be decided for you and you would end up like them. What was that going to mean for your parents, would you ever see them again? You couldn’t live if it meant someone had to die. What option was left? Your eyes land on the deep maroon floor length curtains, golden curtain ropes hang from the rods and you know….you know what you have to do. 

You shakily reach for the thick braided gold rope and pull it from the curtain rod, you stare at it in your hands and you start to cry harder. Could you really do something like this? Your family line would be gone forever, your parents, who would care for your parents in their old age, and what about God..this is a sin. Would God still allow you into his kingdom if you did such an unforgivable thing? Surely he would understand why you have to do this. 

You can hear the boys ascending the marble steps. You couldn’t be like them, to live forever, frozen in time and taking the lives of people. You would never be like them. You grab the velvet cushioned chair from the desk in the corner of the room and place it directly under the large chandelier, throwing the rope over the crystal and making tight knots before making a makeshift noose. Their steps are approaching closer only making your fingers work faster, you wouldn’t be like one of them. You couldn’t be. You drop to your knees and say one last prayer in hopes someone, anyone is listening to your desperation. 

“Forgive me God for the sin I’m about to commit, please look after my mother and father. Provide them a good, long and healthy life and make sure they don’t weep for me, have one of the villagers look after them, please. You may send my body to the deepest parts of hell for eternities enslaved to the Devil himself if you so wish…just please watch my parents..ease their pain from this act I’m about to commit.” 

Standing on top of the chair you stick your head through the noose and tighten the rope around your neck as you continue to weep. There was still so much more you wanted out of life, to be married, to have children, to run the farm your father raised from the ground up, to grow old and sit in a rocking chair surrounded by the love and laughter of grandchildren. You didn’t want to die, but you couldn’t live frozen in time, with the only way to survive was by committing unspeakable acts on people. It wasn’t worth it. 

“Please God…I beg of you..I beg on my knees..I give you my heart and soul, don’t let him turn me.”

“Beloved, please come out so we can talk, I won’t hurt you.” His voice was nearing the door, you couldn’t hesitate anymore, it had to be done. Kicking your heels off of your feet you take in a deep breath and close your eyes letting your body feel air one last time, you exhale and and drop your hands from the rope around your neck letting them fall to your sides. 

“Forgive me, mother.” 

You jump. You make sure to bend your knees and jump with enough force so your neck can break instantly and you won’t be left dangling gasping for air and have Jongseong rushing in to save you. You jump, and in those two split seconds you have left on the earth all your mind can do is drift to the night Jongseong gave you your engagement ring, and the breathtaking kiss he gave you after. His lips molded against yours in perfect harmony, letting each movement fill with the passion and desire he had for you, and you for him

A thud stops the boys in their tracks on the staircase, what did you drop? Jongseong sprints up the remainder of the steps and starts to slightly panic, he can’t explain it, but he’s suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling of dread. “Beloved?” Jongseong asks as he approaches the door. There’s silence, eerie silence that makes his stomach churn with anxiety and worry. He twists the door knob back and forth and sighs when he realizes you locked it. He grips it a little harder and forcefully turns it, breaking the lock mechanism and pushing the door open with a heavy hand. 

He sees the wooden desk chair lying on the floor, which tells him that’s what the thud was but in his heart he knows what has happened in this room. He feels it in his bones, he could always hear the sound of your beautiful heartbeat from miles away, and now, there was cryptic silence. His eyes rest on the chair as his brothers approach him to see what he is staring at. As his eyes slowly start to lift he sees your white stocking clad feet dangling in the air. 

Sunoo grabs him by the shoulders before his eyes can make the rest of the way over your dangling body. Your blood no longer smelled like the sweet honeysuckle he adored so much, it was starting to mix with a sour bitter scent, a scent they knew. That sour scent in blood only meant two things, a human with a disease or death. You were dead. You were gone.

Sunoo wraps his arms around Jongseong, turning his body completely away from your dangling figure. That couldn’t be the last vision he had of you, Sunoo wouldn’t allow him to forever have that image burned into his brother’s brain for all eternity. Heeseung slowly took the first steps inside of the room, he had to get your body down quickly and fix the broken bones in your neck before he’d let Jongseong see you.

As soon as Heeseung’s hand touched your body it ignited the burning rage Jongseong had in his body as tried to escape the grasp of his younger brother. “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH HER! LET ME GO! SHE’S FINE!” Sunghoon immediately rushed to their side helping Sunoo keep him faced away from you, his face contorted in agony, his skin reddening and endless tears pooling from his eyes and onto his cheeks. Sunghoon was behind him while Sunoo said in front of Jay trying to keep his face turned away from the scene. “She’s gone- '' Sunghoon tried to bring him to reality gently but Jay snarled and pushed against his chest delivering heavy blows into it from his elbow. 

“SHE’S NOT GONE! DON’T FUCKING SAY THAT!” 

Heeseung works quickly to bring your body down so Jongseong can face the disturbing truth and not kill his brothers. Jaeyun watches from the door in horror, the way your neck is quite literally broken in half and your head dangling from your shoulders, the blood dripping down your nose and open mouth, the way his brother is wailing your name loud enough it’s shaking the glass windows. There’s so much sadness and heartbreak in the air he can taste it on his tongue, his own salty tears stream down his face as he watches frozen in place unsure of what to do. 

“I refuse to accept she’s gone, I will not accept it.” Jongseong shuts his eyes to avoid Sunoo’s, he knew if he looked at him he was going to use his mind control to get him to calm down and he wanted to feel everything. Heeseung works quickly once body is down, using his strength to snap your neck back into place. Jaeyun hands him a tissue to wipe the blood from your mouth and nose. 

“I need her back…” He whispers, his voice is filled with so much heartbreak Sunoo can’t help but to let his own tears fall. “Jongseong, that isn’t possible, you know we cannot bring the dead back to life.” Heeseung sighs sadly, once he deems you decent enough to look at he nods to Sunoo and Sunghoon to let Jay go. They drop their restrictive grip from him and let him walk to the middle of the room where your body lay lifeless. 

He drops to his knees and picks your lifeless body off the ground with trembling hands, bringing you to him. He screams again, he screams for mourning, he screams for anger, he screams for you. How could you do this to him? How could you hurt him in the worst way possible? Did you not love him as much as he loved you? He was going to give you everything, and this is how you repay him, in death? He rocks back and forth holding you impossibly tight, he hopes this is all a nightmare he will wake up from. 

“Jeongyeon can bring her back…can’t she?” He whispers looking at Heeseung with broken eyes. Yoo Jeongyeon was a suspected witch in a nearby village and a longtime friend of Heeseung. The town banished her to the nearby forest, and anyone who tried to search for her in hopes of burning her at the stake was met with a harsh death at the hands of Heeseung. 

Hesseung bites his lip and shakes his head. “I don’t think she can..she’s never-” Jongseong screams again, cutting his older brother off. “It doesn't hurt to try!” Heeseung tries to reason with him, “Jong-” but Jongseong won’t let him get a word in. “I refuse to exist without her, Heeseung. I will not walk this earth if she is not by my side.” The words hang heavy in the air and his brother’s believe him. If Jeongyeon couldn’t figure something out, they were going to lose him.

“Sunoo, Sunghoon, go ready the carriage.” Heeseung commands the two young boys, they nod and rush out of the room, this is now becoming a mission to save their brother’s life. Jongseong refuses to let the boys touch you, he wraps your lifeless body in a thick quilt to protect you from the harsh winter air outside for the journey, as if you could feel it. He walks slowly and carefully with you in his arms, careful not to bump you into anything. 

It doesn’t take long before the boys return with the carriage and the two horses pulling it. Heeseung and Jaeyun help him inside the carriage since he refuses to let you go or let them touch you in any way. He sits with you cradled to his chest, staring out the carriage window whispering comforting words into your hair as if you could hear them. His brother's hearts were breaking, Heeseung knew if Jeongyeon couldn’t do something he would lose his brother forever, and he couldn’t let that happen. 

The carriage ride is two hours long on the road, followed by another hour walk on foot off road to Jeongyeon’s hidden home. She made her home within a cave to keep her safe from any potential dangers in the form of humans trying to hunt her down. Throughout the journey Jongseong kept you close to him, he didn’t care how tired he was and if it was slowing him down, he had to be the one to carry you. Jaeyun offered many times but he was met with his older brother’s displeased face and low warning growls. 

They finally stop in front of the ominous rock cave, it looks dark and wet. There’s vines covering the entrance and vultures sitting on either side of the opening. To any normal person this was an obvious place to avoid, but they knew this was her home, and she did well designing it to look so off putting and dark. Heeseung takes a large rock and tosses it into the cave to alert the witch of their presence. There’s silence for a few moments before a small torch comes into vision. 

“What is this?” Jeongyeon asks, emerging from the cave glaring at Heeseung. “We need your help.” He answers stepping close to her. She blows the torch out and glazes over the brothers. “Heeseung.” She warns crossing her arms over her chest, judging by the look on their faces and the human they were carrying she knew they needed her special help. All magic came with a price, she was careful with what she did and made sure to remain as ominous as she could to avoid a death sentence. 

“For me, Jeongyeon, please. I will lose one of my brother’s if you don’t help.” He kept his voice low but sadness in his voice was evident, she could see the worry in his eyes as he begged. Heeseung was not one to beg for anything, so this was new for her. Plus, he did help keep some of the hunters at bay from her, maybe she could do one simple favor for him. “Come in.”

The boys follow her into the cave quickly. “What is it you need?” She asks as they approach a door, she flicks her hand and the door swings open with a thud. “To help her..” Jaeyun answers motioning to you in Jongseong’s arms. “Clear the table and lay her upon it.” She commands as she walks around her home, aside from the cave walls everything in her place looks like a normal home. Sunoo and Sunghoon clear the wooden table in the center of the room so Jongseong can lay your body down. She grabs candles and jars of various ingredients in her arms. 

As she places the items on the table she looks at your body and brings the candlelight closer to your face before she respires slightly realizing what the issue at hand was, “I can’t bring someone back from the dead, my magic has limitations.” Jongseong hangs his head in defeat, so all this was for nothing?

“So that’s it?” Heeseung looks at her, silently begging her for help. She looks between you and Jongseong and decides there is one thing she could try. “Not necessarily, I suppose I can try reincarnation.” Jongseong’s face shot up and he could cry again, happy tears. You could come back to him?! “Anything, please, I’m desperate here.” He takes your face into his hand rubbing the tip of his nose against yours letting his tears plop onto your paling face. “I need her back, I need her here with me. I can’t live without her.” 

Jeongyeon felt pity for him, she nodded and started working on mixing the various ingredients she brought to the table. She lights multiple candles around you and whispers small chants and spells into the air causing a deep shift in the atmosphere. She rubs her hands in a black mixture she made and runs them over your body shutting her eyes chanting in another language, the mixture smokes into green plumes the longer it lingered on your body. When she reaches your neck her eyes open and she looks at Jongseong. “She made a deal before she died,” Jeongyeon sighs, hovering her hands back over your body.

“What deal?” Jongseong demands angrily, the closer he thinks he is to getting you back it’s quickly ripped away from him again. She looks at Heeseung nervously. “Her soul to the Devil in exchange for her parents' care.” There is no way you sold your soul to the Devil, that was impossible. “Undo the fucking deal!” Jongseong commands.  

Jeongyeon dips her hands back into the mixture, coating them again. “This is dark magic, things aren’t that simple.” Heeseung stands by her side. “What needs to be done?” She sighs softly and taps back into a darker energy, she rolls her eyes back and she shows the whites of eyes as her lips tremble and mumble incurring words. The green plumes of smoke on your body darken and she sucks in a longer breath before her eyes turn back to normal and she slowly blinks back into reality. The air shifts again, this time much darker and the cave drops to a colder temperature.

“She can come back, but only her soul. She won’t look the same and-” Jongseong slams his fist on the table making some of the candles fall. “I want HER. I want her eyes, I want her face, I want her voice, I want every fucking freckle on her body in the same exact fucking place! I won’t accept anything else!” Sunghoon places his hands on his shoulders to keep him in place and not charge at Jeongyeon. “Is that the only way…” Heeseung whispers, she looks at him for a few seconds and decides she can try one more thing, but it would come with a price. 

She walks to her glass cabinet of potions and grabs a few bottles and takes them to the table. The boys watch her mix the liquids together, “if that’s what you want it is possible, but a trade needs to be done.” Jaeyun didn’t like the sound of that, he knew when trades were involved the darker the magic was. “What sort of trade?” Jongseong questions. 

“Two pure hearted souls for hers, they need to be sacrificed and they’ll be sent to replace her in hell.”

“Her parents.” Jongseong answers quickly without a second thought. 

Jaeyun is disgusted with his brother, she traded her soul for them and he’s going to slaughter them for her? “Jongseong! She will never forgive you! Her parents are her entire world. She sent herself to hell to assure their health and happiness! When she finds out-”

“You think I fucking care!” He charges at him and grabs Jaeyun by the collar of his shirt and slams him hard against the hard rock of the cave wall. “I would burn every man, woman, and child alive in this fucking village if it meant she would come back to me.”

He grabs Jaeyun by the neck and brings the man closer to his face. Jaeyun takes notice of the deranged look in his brother’s eyes, the deep snarl on his lips, the veins bulging from his red neck and forehead. He was insane. “I would even burn you alive, Jaeyun. I wouldn’t hesitate to tear you limb from limb with my bare hands and teeth without a second thought if it meant she would come back.” Each word sending a deep chill down Jaeyun’s spine, he knew he was telling the truth. 

“Jongseong, enough! Let him go and let us focus on the matter at hand.” Heeseung barks, Jongseong shoves Jaeyun against the wall again before letting him go and returning to the table by your side. “How long will it take before she comes back after I kill her parents?” She’s still working on some mystery potion when she looks at him, “this is dark magic. It doesn’t work instantly, especially since you want your beloved to adorn the same body. It takes time.”

“How long will I have to wait?” He stares down at you and rubs his thumb over your forehead. She stops mixing her potion and clears her throat nervously, “two millenniums.” 

“Two thousand years?! I have to wait two thousand years for her to come back to me?!” This was getting exhausting, two thousand years..how was he to survive that? “There is also something else.” She runs the palm of her hand over the potion watching it change to a blowing blue color. “What now?” Jongseong asks, throwing his head back. “Since you want her exactly the same, her memories will forever be tied to her.” Another price for dark magic. “So she will know who I am and what she did?” He mumbles. How was he supposed to deal with that? 

“Only when you kiss her, when you kiss her will she remember everything,” she responds. Heeseung steps in before Jeongseong can respond. “You’ll have to turn her before you kiss her Jongseong. We can’t have this happening again.” Jongseong nods, he runs his hands over his face and sighs loudly. He was going to have to be even more careful this time. “I understand.”

She mixes dry ingredients in a mortar bowl using a pestle to grind up the dry herbs into a fine powder, after she reaches the desired texture she adds it to the glowing blue liquid making a chemical reaction. It bubbles and fizzes like it's boiling and releases a cloud of smoke into the air before settling in the cup. She picks the cup up and extends it to Jongseong.

“Are you willing to sacrifice her parents for her return?” He takes the cup from her hands and nods without hesitation, “yes.” She wipes her hands on her dress, “take the liquid into your mouth, don't swallow it, and spit it down her throat.” He brings the cup to his liquid and takes the foul tasting liquid in his mouth internally revolting at the taste on his taste buds. Jeongyeon opens your mouth for him, he leans over you and he spits the liquid down your throat.

She holds a small dagger up, “give me your finger.” Without hesitation he extends his hand to her. She slices a small line in the pad of his index finger and squeezes three drops of his “blood” down your throat to add to the mixture. She closes your mouth and starts blowing out the candles around you. “What happens now?” 

“I burn her.” She responds nonchalantly, grabbing another liquid. “What?!” His voice booms off the rock walls making her jump slightly. “This body will rot and decay Jongseong, she needs a new one, and that cannot happen while this vessel is on this earth. I have to turn her to ash for the spell to be completed.” Heeseung places a hand on his shoulder, “trust her.” 

He had no choice but to trust her, he kisses your chapped lips and inhales the scent of your skin for a final time. Letting his eyes linger on your face for a few moments to admire you before he wouldn’t get to see, smell, or kiss you for the next two thousand years. “This isn’t goodbye, you’re coming back to me, and I’ll protect you better this time. I promise, in your next life, you will be mine, forever.” He kisses you again and steps back, he reluctantly nods to her signaling he is ready for her to continue. 

He watches with a heavy heart as she pours a mystery liquid on you speaking more words he doesn’t know. She gives him a sympathetic glance before striking a match, “Jongseong, why don’t we wait outside.” Sunghoon suggests, Jongseong shakes his head, his eyes never leaving your body. Jeongyeon drops the match onto your saturated belly and an orange flame bursts and consumes your body. This wasn’t a normal flame, there was no heat radiating off of the flames but your body was beginning to break down under it. He closed his eyes and let more tears stream down his cheek. He should’ve waited outside. “I don’t want to see anymore…”

Heeseung motions for Sunghoon to take him out as he stays behind to make sure Jeongyeon carries through the ritual through its entirety. Sunghoon leads his older brother outside, he watches Jongseong walk a few steps away and lean against a tree running his hands over his face in exhaustion. “I should’ve gone after her faster, I shouldn’t have left her alone in that room for so long..had I been one minute earlier I could-” Sunghoon shakes his head, “don’t do that to yourself, you’ll drive yourself mad if you keep thinking that way.”

Silent moments pass in between them before the rest of the brother’s make their way out of the cave. “We need to take care of your end of the deal, we need to pay her parents a visit.” Heeseung nods. Jongseong cracks his neck from side to side, this was going to be a shame, he really did like your parents. 

“I will not be a part of that.” Jaeyun says, shaking his head in disappointment. Heeseung was tired and exhausted from the events, he wasn’t in the mood to argue anymore. “Take Sunoo and go home, Jaeyun. Sunghoon and I will assist Jongseong.” The annoyance was evident in his voice but Jaeyun didn’t care, and he hoped his face showed the disdain he had for them right now. The three boys trek off into the forest leaving Sunoo and Jaeyun the carriage to go home. 

“This isn’t right, her parents don’t deserve the fate he just assigned them.” He whispers to Sunoo, the blonde boy shrugs not wanting to get involved in the middle of the mess between his brothers. “Let’s go home, this is going to be a long two thousand years with him. Let’s go enjoy the few hours of silence before he comes back.” Jaeyun knew Sunoo was trying to make light of the situation but he was right, it was going to be a long two thousand years dealing with Jongseong. 

A series of knocks snaps Jay out of his concentration as he sighs loudly, “What?” he asks, taking the headphones off of his head and placing them on the bed next to his journal. Heeseung opens the door and leans against the doorframe crossing his arms over his chest. 

“We’re hunting tonight, there’s a carnival in town.” Jay meets his eyes for a second and shakes his head looking back down at the acoustic guitar in his hands messing with the tuners. “You guys go ahead, I’ll hang back.”

“Jay, come on man, it’s the perfect time to find a drunk guy or two that no one will miss.” Heeseung muses lightly, stepping into the room and approaching his younger brother. “I’ll pass.” This was a constant battle with Jay for the last two thousand years, forcing him to eat was like pulling teeth. “It wasn’t optional Jay, you need to leave this house. It’s been weeks since your last feed and you need to keep your strength up.” Sunghoon said entering the bedroom. 

“I said no, guys. Get the hell out of my room.” He snapped throwing a pillow at Sunghoon. Heeseung grabs it before it hits Sunghoon and tosses it back onto the bed glaring at Jay, “what’s your deal, dude?” Jay looks at his brothers in annoyance and his eyes dart to the journal next to him.

“It’s been two thousand fucking years..” he mumbles. The boys exchange quick glances, had it been that long already? Of course Jay would know, they don’t miss the journal that he keeps near him at all times with descriptions of all things you. He doesn’t want to forget a single detail about you and the beginning pages of the worn journal are filled with tally marks marking each day he is without you. “I’ve counted the days and nights, marking each miserable day passing in this fucking journal. It’s been two thousand years and there is no sign of her… What if that witch-”

Heeseung shakes his head and silences him. “Jay, don't say that. Jeongyeon is my friend, I have known her for millenniums and she would never betray us. She is going to come back, maybe you miscounted somewhere-”

“You think I would miscount…I spend every waking second of this miserable existence aching for her. Forcing myself to stay alive in hopes we’ll be reunited.” He snapped, placing his guitar on the bed roughly and standing up. “If you really mean that, then you need to eat. How could you find her and be your best version for her without taking care of yourself properly?” Sunghoon interjects, when the hell did he get so smart? 

“Come on, let’s go eat. We’ll research and hunt Jeongyeon first thing in the morning, we’ll get our answers Jay.” Heeseung promises. It had been a while since he fed, and if they were going to make a journey to see Jeongyeon he should eat something. He sighs and reluctantly agrees, “fine, let’s just go.”

With his hands in his pockets his eyes scan the busy crowd of people, children running with balloons in their small fists, couples holding hands, obnoxiously loud and bright rigged games. He hated walking amongst humans in this day of age, but Heeseung was right. With this many people around no one is going to miss the obnoxious drunk loud person, these types of events were the best to hunt on.

“See anyone that looks appetizing?” Jake asks, trying to get Jay to talk to them. Jay mainly spent the last two thousand years in his room, avoiding conversations and hangouts, he just wanted to bask in his misery it seemed. “Not really, you guys just pick someone.” He shrugs. 

“Come on, it’s been a while since you’ve hunted anyone. You need to get your skills sharp again, find someone.” The tone in Heeseung’s voice was evident that he was commanding it and not giving him a choice. Heeseung was right again though, it had been a long time since Jay used his hunting skills and he should make sure he’s still at the top of his game.

Looking around at the busy crowds of people he shuts his eyes and focuses on his sense of smell, letting all the different scents of blood occupy his nostrils to find an appetizing one. Wafts of overwhelming florals that made his stomach revolt, a mint scent that could be decent if nothing better comes along, a high citrus scent that made his nose scrunch trying to avoid sneezing, come on there had to be something worth leaving the house for. Finally, a smell lingering with a hint of something familiar pulls him, he’s walking toward it with his eyes still closed letting his hunger lead the way. 

Walking through the crowd all of his senses are on high alert, he can feel the hairs on his arms stand and the rise of goosebumps alarm him that whatever this was, was something really good. Stopping in his tracks he feels all the saliva leave his mouth accompanied by a tightening feeling in his chest. He doesn't know what’s happening to him and anxiety courses through his body, then he fully smells it, a scent that almost brings him to his knees. He can feel tears stinging his eyes and a huge sense of relief punches through his gut as the familiar thick scent travels through his nose.

“Jay are you alright?” Heeseung asks, watching Jay’s glassy eyes fill with every emotion. “I smell…” A single tear rolls down his cheek as he chokes on a pitiful sob, a sob he had been holding onto for two thousand years. 

They boys look around confused and let their heightened smell search for the scent that has tranced their brother. Jake smells it next, his eyes snapping open and immediately scanning the busy crowd in search of the owner of the scent. One by one it hits the boys and a huge smile breaks on Heeseung’s face, fucking finally. This two thousand year depression Jay was in was finally going to be broken, his family would finally go back to normal and he could stop worrying.

Honeysuckle. 

You were here. He found you. 

He lets his primal senses lead him to you, letting your scent guide him. He’s pushing past everyone in his way desperate to see your face, he still remembers it, every dip and curve and every freckle and scar that adorned all the surfaces of your skin. He hears it, the laugh, your laugh that sounded like heaven on earth.

Stopping a few feet away from you and the girl you're with he takes a moment to bask in the reality of the situation. You’re actually here and standing here right in front of him. Your back is turned to him, your body adorned with a simple white sundress, this was the first time he had seen so much of your skin. In the period he met you, ladies only wore full dresses, protecting their modesty. Now, you were here in a thin strapped dress that hugged every curve of your body and flared slightly at your mid thigh, a forest green knit cardigan hung over your shoulders. Your hair was down and flowing in the wind around your shoulders. What really sealed the deal was the scar on the back of your hand, one that he had seen many times, one that you got as a child from falling off of a horse on your family farm.

Jeongyeon really did it, she brought you back for him. He almost loses his composure when you finally turn around holding the cotton candy you had just purchased with your friend. He watches you take a piece of the sweet treat and place it between your plump lips he misses kissing. It almost feels like no time has passed, you look just as, if not more beautiful than he remembers. 

Your eyes meet his briefly as you shoot him a small friendly smile nearly making his knees give out from under him. He wants to run up to you and cry, wrap you in his arms and kiss you telling you how much he loves you, how much he missed you. But, he’s also feeling the prodding sensation of anger building behind his eyes, wanting to shake and scream at you for leaving him in such a cruel manner and making him suffer this long without you. 

He takes a step toward you but Jake reaches out and grabs his arm holding him in place, “relax. You’re overwhelmed right now and you might scare her off.” Jay glares at him ready to punch him in the jaw but Heeseung interjects. “He’s right Jay, you need to collect yourself before you talk to her.” Heeseung steps in front of him blocking his line of sight to you. “I’ve waited two thousand years, I’m not letting her go again,” 

“I understand that, but you look completely frenzied right now, you’ll terrify her.” Heeseung places his hands on Jay’s shoulders keeping him in place. His eyes flicker to you again as you throw your head back laughing at something your friend said. 

Jay ponders for a moment, the rational side of him knew his brother’s were right. If he acted the wanted and showed you all his emotions at once you would surely run away and hide from him, you technically didn’t know who he was. But the irrational side of him didn’t care, he’d drag you away kicking and screaming in front of these people and bite you in front of them, staking his claim to you. He knew Heeseung knew that, Heeseung knew the extent of his insanity for you and he wasn’t about to let Jay expose their true nature to the world, he had to keep him on a leash. 

“What do I do then?” Jay surrenders to his older brother. “Let me talk to her, I’ll make an opening for you to talk to her. But, you need to keep it together.” He warns, squeezing his shoulders. He looks at the boys and points to them, “and you guys stay nearby and be ready to jump in if anything goes wrong. Wait for my signal before coming over, Jay.”

“Can we go on the ferris wheel?” Nayeon taps her chin with a perfect manicured finger noticing the line to the ride was short. You pop another piece of cotton candy into your mouth and watch the wheel stop at the top and shake your head, “you know how much I hate heights. Go get a cute boy to go with you.” You smirk playfully. 

“Oh come on, I’ll hold your hand. I doubt some random boy will go with me,” she pouts. “Girl, you’re hot. Go stand in that line and I can assure you some boy will be begging to sit next to you.” You chuckle tying the cotton candy bag closed. She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest, “you know-”

“Excuse me,” a smooth voice breaks your little playful banter, a deep red blush plasters itself on Nayeon’s cheeks as a tall handsome man approaches you both with a side smirk. “I’m Heesung, I hope I’m not bothering you two.” He notices Nayeon’s giggly nature and uses it to his advantage as he shoots her another flirty smile. 

“No, not at all!” She answers quickly in a squeaky voice, you bite back a laugh watching her falter under this stranger’s charm. His doe eyes flick over to you and for a split second you get an odd sensation wash over you, like a sense of recognition. But, as far as you can tell, you’ve never seen this man before. 

“Are you okay?” He asks studying your face and reactions carefully. “Yeah, sorry, you just…look kind of familiar to me?” He purses his lips and looks behind you before bringing his gaze back to you, “I think I would remember if I met two girls as beautiful as you both.”

Nayeons’s face is permanently stained pink. “I don’t mean to be too forward, but I was hoping I could enjoy your company on the ferris wheel?” He asks, shooting her another heart stopping smile. Was this dude listening to your conversation? Her eyes widen slightly and she smiles so wide her adorable bunny teeth are on full display. 

“I don’t wanna leave my best-”

“It’s fine,” you smile while nudging her slightly, “go have fun.” You give her a look telling her it really is okay. “Well if you don’t mind, my brother is here too. Maybe he can keep you company while I steal your friend for a moment?” He looks behind you again and uses a ‘come over’ motion with his arm. Slight annoyance fills your mind, you don't want to be forced to make small talk with some random guy's brother while your best friend gets to be whisked away by probably the ‘hot one’. 

“Oh, I don’t-”

“You’ll love him, his name is Jay.” He smiles. You shoot Nayeon a ‘please help me’ look but she’s slightly distracted by the guy walking toward the three of you, her eyebrows raise in surprise and excitement when she looks back at you. Not a disgusted face, that was good, maybe this guy wasn’t going to look half bad then. You reluctantly look to your right side at the man that has taken his place next to you.  

“Hi,” his voice sends a cold prickling sensation down your spine, it heightens all your senses and you feel goosebumps litter your skin. Looking at him feels unreal, but at the same time, you feel like you know him. He’s handsome, handsome is actually an understatement. He’s beautiful, his features are sharp, angled, and masculine but his eyes are gentle and soft. A warm comforting smile sits on his honey skin, he extends a hand to you as he repeats his name in his captivating voice. 

When you take his large hand in yours it feels like static electricity, small vibrating sensations trickle down to your fingertips as you tell him your name. You didn’t even notice Heeseung and Nayeon were long gone already. You can’t help but stare at him, wondering why this stranger seems so familiar to you. 

“Are you alright?” He asks, noticing your perplexed face. You snap out of your thoughts embarrassed, “yeah! I’m sorry, I just thought I knew you from somewhere.” He smiles gently at you, which causes your stomach to do a backflip. The carnival lights that bounce off his honey skin give him an angelic glow, in contrast to his devilishly handsome features. 

“I’ve lived around here for a long time, you’ve probably seen me around.” He runs his fingers through his messy styled hair pushing the strands back exposing his smooth forehead. “Maybe..” You look at the ferris wheel and see Nayeon on the top of the wheel batting her eyelashes and placing her delicate hand on Heeseung’s bicep using all her signature flirting moves. You can feel Jay staring at you, you rock back and forth on your heels awkwardly feeling small under his gaze. 

“Is Heeseung your only brother?” You ask, trying to break the awkward tension watching the ferris wheel turn, hurry up and finish the stupid ride Nayeon. “No, there’s five of us.” You look at him in disbelief, “five?! Wow, that’s crazy. You guys must get in all sorts of trouble.” He steps closer to you and tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear, his thumb lightly brushes your face leaving goosebumps in its path, “you have no idea.” You can feel your heartbeat in your chest thumping loudly. You look into his dark eyes and you have an inordinate feeling of home. He doesn’t feel like a stranger to you, his touch has you melting and without thinking you close your eyes and lean into his hand.

Jay watches with fondness as you sink into his touch just like how you used to. Your skin radiates warmth in comparison to his icy cold palms. Heeseung watches from the ferris wheel and simpers slightly, it had been a long time since he’s seen that look on his brother’s face. He made a mental note to find and thank Jeongyeon properly for this. Jay finally feels some peace in his soul, this moment with you, this small moment was almost with the two thousand year wait for you. 

“My beloved…” The name has your eyes flying open in confusion. You move away from his hand and furrow your eyebrows, what the hell? You feel muddled at your actions, but mostly the nickname rolling off his tongue sent another sharp chill down your spine. He watches you with trepidation and nerves, he didn’t mean to call you that out loud, and now you were suspicious of him. You put space between you both and wait in silence for a few minutes before Nayeon and Heeseung make their way to you, she frowns seeing your uncomfortable stance, “are you okay?” You look between her and Jay and nod hesitantly, you just needed to leave, something was telling you to leave.  

“Well we should get going, it was nice meeting you.” You break the awkward tension as you grab Nayeon and lead her away from the boys without a chance to protest. You link your arm with hers and make your way to the parking lot in search of her car at a fast pace. “Are you okay? Did he do something?” Nayeon asks, slightly disappointed that you pulled her away before she could get Heeseung’s phone number. “No,he’s just giving me this creepy sense of deja vu.” She raised an eyebrow at you, “what do you mean?” You groan frustrated with the situation, “I can’t explain it, but something told me that we needed to get away from them.I get this weird feeling..they’re not nice or something.” 

She sees how tense and uncomfortable you are and grabs your hand showing her support for you, “okay. Calm down, we walked away and we’re going to go home, okay? I’m sorry for leaving you alone with him.” You shake your head and squeeze her hand back, “no, don't apologize. I just..I just want to go home.” She drops your hand and searches her purse for her car keys,“you got it, babe. Let’s go home.” 

“I can’t wait, Heeseung. I’ll go crazy if she’s not mine tonight, I don’t trust myself to wait. And I don’t trust her to not do anything stupid.” Jay is pacing back and forth in the parking lot chewing at the skin around his nails. “This is happening way too fast, something is going to go wrong again.” Jake tries to get Heeseung to see his side, but Heeseung will always choose Jay. Heeseung sighs and looks at Sunoo, “go make her sleep and tell her friend to go home.”

Sunoo shoots Jake an apologetic glance before walking over to you and Nayeon. She furrows her brows at the blonde stranger, “can we help you?” Sunoo smiles sweetly, letting his chocolate brown eyes turn into gold spheres, “you’re going to go home now, don’t worry about your friend, we’ll take care of her.” Nayeon slowly blinks at him and nods, “I’m going home now, you’ll take care of her.”Before you could form a reaction his eyes grab onto yours and everything in your brain shuts off, no thoughts, no functions, just emptiness. “Go to sleep.” Your knees buckle and he catches you before you hit the gravel, darkness. 

Jay grabs your sleeping body from Sunoo and lifts you effortlessly carrying you to the car. Now he’s the one with an overwhelming feeling of deja vu. The last time he had you on his lap cradled into him like this was when you were dead and they were taking you to Jeongyeon. He can’t help but stare at your chest, making sure it was rising and falling with each breath you took, listening intently to your steady heartbeat.  

The soft mattress underneath you doesn’t feel like your own, slowly blinking the sleep out of your eyes as you look around the unfamiliar room confused. You become even more awake and alarmed when you see Jay sitting in a desk chair in the corner of the room watching you. “Where am I?” He stands from the chair and makes his way to the bed. “You had a dizzy spell, don’t you remember? Nayeon ran off with Heeseung. So I brought you here so you could relax.” He sits on the bed watching you sit up rubbing your head as you try to remember your last moments of consciousness. 

“Where is here exactly?” You mumble looking at him nervously. He looks around the dimly lit room, “my home, well mine and my brother’s.” You take notice of the thick quilted blanket covering you and you get that peculiar deja vu feeling again. It’s a simple quilt, patches of floral and farm animals woven together beautifully with dark green threading. Shaking the feeling off you remind yourself of your current situation. “Well, thanks for watching after me. I hope you don’t take this the wrong way but I’d like to go. I don’t know you…I’d like to call Nayeon.”

He can hear your heartbeat quicken, you were getting scared. For a split second, just for a second, he forgets about everything. Seeing you wrapped in a blanket that belonged to you, a blanket your mom made for you as an engagement gift. He forgets all the time that has passed and just sees a fearful expression in your eyes that makes him act on pure instinct without thinking. He kisses you. Just like the old days, whenever you had any worries he silenced them with a tender kiss to your lips. It’s only when his lips meet yours he remembers Jeongyeon’s warning, and he pulls away panicked, fuck, what did he just do?

It feels like lightning striking down your body. When he pulls away, a pained whimper escapes your mouth as your head begins to fill with immense pressure, so intense it has your vision blurring and ears ringing loudly adding to the overwhelming sensations. Your hands cover your ears to try and block out the sounds as a high pitched shriek leaves your lips when a sharp pain like a heavy punch to the ribcage knocks the air out of you. You fall against the mattress and let the sensations roll over your body and mind.  

Silence. 

Jay watches with fear in his eyes as you suck in a huge breath of air and stare into nothing with tears streaming down your face. Everything is silent, all you can hear is your own erratic heartbeat as white floods your vision and memories play behind your eyes like a movie. The farm, your parents, the village, meeting Jongseong, the disappearances of fellow villagers, and the truth. The last scene replays in slow motion, finding out the truth about Jongseong and your last few moments you had on earth before you took your own life. 

He recognizes the petrified look in your eyes, it was the same look you gave him the last day he saw you, he didn’t want it to be this way. He wanted to ease you into it, he didn’t want you to be scared of him. But that plan was now destroyed and it was all his fault, he couldn’t risk what you would do, he had to act now, and he wanted to do it without Sunoo interfering again. 

You look at him with an enraged expression as tears dribble down your cheeks. “Jongseong…how did-…why am I alive again?” This is for your own good, he thinks. You’ll thank him eventually, you love him, he knows you do. “I’m not letting you go again, I’ll spend the rest of eternity making you forgive me. You’re not leaving me again.” He pinches your chin in his hand and pushes your head back into the pillows exposing your neck to him, he doesn’t even think about it, he sinks his teeth in as deep as they can go and lets his venom release into your bloodstream. 

Not even half a second passes before you’re shaking frantically under him and as soon as the first drop of his venom hits your bloodstream you start screaming as loud as your lungs will allow you. He holds you close to his body, he knows it hurts but it’ll pass, you’re meant to be together. Your body thrashes and convulses in his arms like a fish out of water and all he can do is offer kind words and phrases into your ears.  

It feels like liquid fire is coursing through your veins, it burns so badly you’re surprised your skin isn’t melting off of the bone. The venom runs slowly through your body, killing everything in its path and scorching it. After the venom takes its course you’ll take your last breath, your heart will stop and you’ll finally be all his. Your throat tightens painfully stopping your loud screaming, all you could do was stare at the ceiling with your mouth agape as you gasped for air desperately. It felt as if a boulder was placed onto your chest while lava was being injected into your veins at the same time, you didn’t know what was more painful, not breathing or the venom in your body. 

“I know baby…I know,” he tries to soothe you, kissing your sweaty skin and patting down your wet hair. “It’ll pass,” he promises gently, rocking your trembling body. He hates seeing you like this, he wants to take the pain away from you and bestow it upon himself, he wishes he could. His mind slowly drifts over to Sunghoon as the gears of his brain start to turn, Sunghoon was turned into one of them by an old girlfriend. She couldn’t stand the sight of him in pain so she distracted him by using pleasure, so much pleasure it dulled the pain and made the transition into his new life a little bit smoother. He could do that for you, he could make you feel good and ease your pain.

“I’ll distract you,” he promises as he lays your body down. He removes the thick quilt off of your body and peels the dress that’s stuck to your clammy body off of you, kissing and licking at the glistening skin. Were you still a virgin he ponders as he removes all pieces of fabric on your body. You had to be, you were made for him. Taking in your nude form he hums in adoration, even in your pained sweaty state you’re a daydream. Your skin is sticky and wet to the touch and the veins under your skin give off a fluorescent orange glow from the venom, it makes you look magical to him. 

You don’t fully understand what’s happening around you, you can’t even see properly from the blinding pain in your body, your vision is blurry with random bursts of light. You can feel every part of you breaking down from the inside out at an agonizing slow pace. How could he do this to you? Two thousand years have passed and he’s still obsessed with you. What happened to your parents? What did he do to bring you back to this hell on earth? There really would be no escape from him after this. 

You feel a dull sensation between your legs that has your eyes blinking fast, the pain from the venom is too overwhelming to fully focus on it but you can slightly feel an odd tingling sensation between your thighs. Jay is on his stomach between your thighs as he lets his tongue lick lazily between your folds to create moisture. Your body is still shaking and shuddering underneath him from the pain, you’re not making any sounds, your body must be in shock he thinks. He kisses your inner thigh and lets the pads of his middle and ring finger circle your clit to help your body get aroused. 

He has thought about this moment for a long time, what you tasted like, what you sounded like, what you felt like. This wasn’t his ideal way of his first time with you but he had forever to make it up to you, to give you many more of these moments and the romantic gestures you deserved. Slipping his two thick fingers inside of you he groans at how tight you were, “I knew you waited for me, beloved.” He murmurs, kissing your thigh again. You were impossibly tight, squeezing his fingers as he tried to explore inside of you. 

Dipping his head down he licks your pussy again, savoring the taste of you on his tongue, your arousal tasted better than any blood that ever touched his lips. It doesn’t take long before he’s lost in the taste of you pressing his face further into you, his nose pressing right against your clit as his tongue swipes up and down messily and slurping his spit and your arousal that’s leaking around his fingers. The tip of his finger hits the spongy part inside of you and your thigh twitches next to him and hears the faintest gasp pass your parted lips, the sound making his hips grind into the mattress to creating friction against his aching cock. 

“Try and relax baby, I’m going to make you feel good, it’ll help with the pain,” he whispers against your folds before diving in again. He fucks his fingers faster into you as he continues to messily lap at your cunt. Savoring every inch of your pussy, he could spend eternity buried in your sweet pussy, lapping up everything you give him. Your hips slightly buck into his mouth as your hot walls squeeze his fingers, you are close. You can’t even tell you’re close until your orgasm rolls over you blocking out the pain for a few seconds. You clenched around his thick fingers as your body wracked with pleasure, your toes curled and a gush of slick poured out of you and into his awaiting mouth.

He kept his mouth on you greedily slurping your mess while his fingers stayed pumping in your pussy riding you through your orgasm. He had to use his free hand to squeeze his cock to stop himself from cumming in his pants. You struggle to catch your breath enjoying the few seconds of calm before the pain from the venom starts to creep on your nerves again. He looks up at you with flustered sweaty skin, his nose and mouth covered in your arousal. He notices the pained look returning to your face, he needs to distract you again. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll help you.” 

You shake your head with the little energy you have left, “please…please don’t..” Your voice is coarse as you look at him with sad wet eyes, he pushes the sweaty hair that’s stuck to your forehead. “Shhh, just let me take care of you.” The internal mental battle with past you and present you was going wild. Past you wanted to wait for marriage, to do things properly. Present you, adapted to the new world, your virginity wasn’t something you considered to be of importance. You told yourself if you loved the guy and the timing was right there was nothing wrong with having sex before marriage. But, both versions of yourself agreed on the issue at hand, you don’t want to lose your virginity this way. 

You watch him paralyzed in pain as he starts to undress himself, slotting himself between your thighs as he strokes his cock a few times to smear the precum that collected around the angry red tipped head. “I love you,” He leans his body down so he is hovering over you. He rubs the tip of his nose against yours as he positions his cock at your entrance, he slowly slides himself in watching your face intently gauging for any reaction. 

He pushes into you, passing the thin resistance of your virginity as he takes his bottom lip between his teeth groaning at the way your cunt instinctively sucks him in deeper. “See baby, even your pretty little pussy knows who you belong to.” He slowly rocks his hips into yours still watching your face, you feel the stretch of your cunt accommodating to his thick girth. The sensation from his cock brings your focus on him instead of the burning venom. 

You want to push him out of you but you can’t move, you have to just lay there and let him do whatever he wants to do to you. He feels your pussy getting wetter around him, and the little gasps that get caught in your throat are hard to ignore. A different warmth was starting to build in your belly, you were so tight and hot around his throbbing cock he couldn’t bring himself to be gentle with you, the drag of his cock in your gummy walls was driving him insane. He could make love to you later, he just needed to fuck you right now.

Jay grunts loudly every time he pulls his cock out of you only to slam back in with a brutal force that has your breasts bouncing wildly only fueling his desire even more. Your pussy was made just for him, it had to be. His cock fit inside of you so perfectly, you were all his. Every part of your body was tingling, you could no longer tell if it was from the venom or the building orgasm in your belly. You couldn’t stop the small moans and mewls escaping from your dry lips with each of his relentless thrusts into you. The ringing in your ears was being drowned out by the loud smacks of your sweaty skin collision together. The stretch didn't hurt anymore, all you could feel was the forced pleasure he was giving you with each thrust of his cock.

Your eyes were drooping as you fought to stay awake, he could hear your heartbeat slowing and your breathing becoming more shallow; you were dying. He fucks into you faster, he wants you to cum at least once while you’re still human. He grabs the backs of your thighs, lifting your legs so your knees are pressed against your chest, giving him a better angle to assault your cervix with the tip of his cock. He kisses your parted lips, “you’re doing so good for me, it’ll be over soon.” His pelvic bone hits your swollen clit with each thrust heightening the pleasure. 

Everything in your body is starting to lose feeling, you can feel yourself slowly slipping away. The assault on your womb is the only thing you can feel, his movements become erratic, desperate to get you to cum. “Be my good girl and cum for me,” he pants against your open mouth, the mixture of his words, his pelvic bone stroking against your swollen clit, and the hard hits against your spot all the pain subsides. He feels your body tense underneath him and you arch slightly off of the bed as your eyes roll back with a whimper. You pussy squeezes his cock and he feels your orgasm soaking his thighs and dripping down his balls triggering his own building orgasm. His hips still as he throws his head back groaning as he releases his cum deep inside of you. 

You couldn’t deny in this moment, he looked ethereal on top of you glistening in a thin layer of sweat, adam's apple bobbing thickly as beads of sweat clung to it. You slowly blink up at him as you choke on the last remnants of air in your lungs, “shhh,” he tries to soothe you by kissing along your jawline. He can feel the fear radiating off of you, “don’t be scared, beloved. I’ll be right here when you wake up.” This was really happening, you were really dying, you weep silently feeling the darkness consume you. You exhale your last breath and he watches the light dim from your eyes before they close, “rest well, beloved.”

He pulls his softening cock out of you letting your mixed fluid drip onto the bed. Not being able to resist the urge, he dips his head between your legs and licks at your leaking hole savoring the mixed taste of you two. Lapping and slurping the mixture out of you to “clean you up.” Your body is still, unlike the last time he saw you like this, this time he was overjoyed. Kissing your thighs he can’t stop the smile on his face. “I told you, you can’t escape me.”

The guys sat around the family room in silence hearing your screams and cries of desperation bouncing off of the walls. The screams seemed to have lasted for two hours, it reminded them all of when they changed and how painful it was, they sympathize with you. When the screams stopped and Jay’s grunts and your whines filled the air they knew what he was doing to make the transition easier. Jake only felt more disgusted with his older brother, you weren’t in your right mind to consent to sex, how much of you was Jay going to break for his own selfish desires? 

There’s sudden silence, they channel into their hypersenses and no longer hear your slowing heartbeat and no longer smell the honeysuckle of your blood. You were one of them. Jake shakes his head as he glares at Heeseung, “you should’ve never allowed this. She didn’t want this life and you let him take the choice away from her.” Heeseung was sick and tired of this same debate with Jake, “I wasn’t going to risk losing Jay, I don’t regret sacrificing her human life in exchange for his eternal happiness. Bring it up to me again, or question the way I take care of you guys and I will have you out of this house.” 

The threat hung heavy in the air as Sunoo and Sunghoon awkwardly shifted their gazes around not waiting to get involved. Heeseung stands up and motions for Sunghoon to follow him. “Where are you going?” Sunoo asks, hoping he really wasn’t going to drag Jake out of their home. “To find a warm body for her to eat, she needs someone fresh for her first meal. I’m going to bring him to them so she can feed. Sunghoon will come with me, you two stay put and help with anything Jay needs until our return.” Jake knew the last part was meant specifically for him. He nods with a sneer on his face and watches them leave, was he seriously the only one in this whole fucking house that saw the problem in the situation?

47 minutes 28 seconds 

That's how much time passes before your heavy eyes flutter open, Jay can’t contain the grin on his face. This was his dream come true, he has you for eternity now. It’s a strange feeling, you feel nothing but everything all at once. You don’t hear your heartbeat or feel the air in your lungs which sends a spark of anxiety in your stomach. You can feel every thread of the cotton shirt you’re wearing and you don’t need to breathe to know that the scent that's lingering on it belongs to Jay. 

“How do you feel, beloved?” His voice breaks your thoughts and you look at him with a scorned expression. “I can’t believe you did this to me…” He wants to reply but a devilish smirk adorns his face. His senses work better than yours and he’s waiting for you to make the first move. It only takes a few seconds before he’s watching you sit up from the bed as your eyes widen. Your throat tightens and the inside of your mouth starts salivating wildly, a delicious scent of what smells like fresh steak. The bedroom door opens and Heeseung smiles warmly at you, “glad you’re awake, you must be starving. I brought you dinner, doesn't it smell good?” His tone is almost taunting and condescending. 

Sunghoon follows behind him holding a man by the back of his neck forcing him into the room and tossing him onto the floor with ease, he’s bleeding from his mouth and nose and you’re practically drooling at the sight completely hypnotized by the dripping blood. “Thank you for grabbing her dinner, Heeseung.” Jay smiles watching your reaction, he’s amazed you’re not already on the man, your self control was impressive for a new vampire. 

“Don’t mention it, we’re family now.” He looks at you with a hard stare, “and families stay together, and protect each other.” It came off as more of a warning than a statement. The two boys leave the room to give you some privacy, everyone remembers their first kills. It’s messy, it's personal, and it's erotic. Jay pulls you from the bed and walks you to where the man is on the floor. 

“Please! I have a wife and kids!” He’s on his knees pleading for his life. The scene makes you step back realizing the weight of the situation and reminds you of what you didn’t want to happen, what you killed yourself over to avoid happening. You didn’t want to be like them, you didn’t want to kill anyone. You shake your head and try to move out of Jay’s grasp, “don’t make me do this…please..I’m begging you Jongseong…”

He was tired of this nonsense from you, now that he had you and you weren’t some fragile human anymore, he could be more stern with you. “You need to feed,” he grabs the man and uses his sharp teeth to slice a gash in his neck letting the blood drip from the wound. The scent of the dripping fresh blood engulfs your senses and your mouth salivates again as your belly gurgles in hunger. You shake your head sobbing trying to move away from Jay, “I won’t do this! You can’t make me!”

Rolling his eyes he grabs a fistful of your hair and forces your face near the bleeding wound on his neck. You try to keep your lips in a tight line but once the sweet blood touches your nose and skin you urges take over and you open your mouth letting the warm liquid spill onto your tongue for the first time. It’s warm as it trickles down your throat, the hunger in your belly finally subsiding with every large gulp you take of his life. You clutch his face, keeping his wriggling body still as you sink your teeth further into his neck, chewing on the muscle slurping lewdly at the warm blood. It’s like nothing you’ve ever tasted, it’s soothing and warm in your empty belly. How were you ever meant to stop drinking when it tastes this good, how were you supposed to control yourself in the presence of humans after learning what they tasted like. 

Jake stood in the doorway watching the unfortunate scene in front of him unfold. Your hands were clutching the man's cheeks, fingers and nails digging into the sunken gray flesh, you were taking long messy gulps from his neck. The blood was spilling from the corners of your mouth and down your neck. He knew your body was enjoying the blood, savoring the metallic taste as you indulged into your animalistic desires. 

He could recognise the look on your face from anywhere, he had the same one his first time, they all did. You could taste the man's emotions, taste his fear, sorrow, his pain. If your heart was still beating it would have broken with each swallow you took of his life and you couldn’t bring yourself to stop. Tears were pouring down your cheeks contrasting the growls and satisfied hums you were making around the wound. Your eyes, your eyes broke him. The look in your eyes, was sadness for the man, mourning for the life you lost, and the fear of what the future holds for you and Jay now.

Jay rubs soothing circles on your back as he proudly watches you give into your desires as you feast on this human. He can hear the man’s heartbeat slowing, he makes eye contact with him as the light slowly leaves his eyes, slowly blinking up at him, silently pleading for Jay to pull you off of him. This part was Jay’s favorite, watching his victims as he would drink the last bit of life from them gave him a rush like no other.  

blink……..blink…….blink…….bli-

You pull off of his neck and let his body slump to the floor, a choked gurgle leaves your mouth as you cry out. Jay turns your body to him ignoring your wailing and licks the blood off of your neck and lips, cleaning up your mess as you stare at the ceiling in disbelief, this was your new life. Jake watches everything with a somber expression on his face. This wasn’t right, you shouldn’t have had your life ripped away from you this way.

He watches Jay place kisses on your face and utter sweet praises and loving words to you to calm your cries. He sees the conflict in your demeanor, your body is tense, fists clenched, and body shaking, he knows you’re mad and heartbroken. But again, your eyes don’t lie, he sees the love you have for Jay, which only makes you more mad and more confused. You hate what he did to you, but you love him, you’re in love with him. Despite what he has done to you, you are still in love with him. How could you love someone like that?

He grabs the doorknob and gives you a last mournful glance as you wrap your arms around Jay and kiss him back, letting yourself tap into the love you have for him, because there isn't anything else you can do. You have a new fate, and that new fate is forever tied to Jay.  Jake sighs and shuts the door letting his large hand linger on the golden door knob. 

“Maybe in another life…little dove..”

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SLEEPING ON THE COUCH

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easy, kitty ✩ s.jy [teaser]

✩ series m.list

✩ synopsis: after years of being referred to as a white whale by your respective detectives and being poorly sought after by single (and...not-so-single) suitors in your department, you're rescued by sim jaeyun - only for information in return.

✩ genre: fake dating au | unrequited love.

✩ pairing: detective!sjy x bookkeeper!reader

✩ word count: 1.1k | [full fic: tbd]

✩ rating: 18+. minors dni.

✩ warnings: none, just jaeyun shamelessly flirting and talk of shitty coworkers? some misogyny in the workplace?

✩ a/n: hello! i know this may seem a little confusing, but just trust the process. this is what would be the "present"...their juicy backstory will come in due time <3

monday, june 9th.

okay. 

you admit it.

you hate your job. you hate it! and that's okay, right? it's okay to absolutely despise walking into your job at eight in the morning with your steel tumbler filled to the brim with boiling hot tea. it's okay to hate the way you feel a sense of dread any time you hear footsteps nearing your little nook of an office. it's okay to dive under your desk the moment someone knocks on your door, and despite them opening it and seeing your tea still piping hot and your bag gently placed on the oak desk – they assume you're not in.

and you prefer it that way. you like hiding under your desk to eat your apple slices, and you even made friends with the cobweb spider in the corner of it. you like hiding your shoes and bag in a random cabinet drawer so they assume you're out sourcing materials. you love when your coworker, aeri uchinaga, swings by with invites to lunch so you won't have to speed to the cafeteria before any of the rookie detectives can bother you about sourcing information for them.

honestly, you weren't surprised to hear some of your fellow analysts call you the white whale of the department – you were the longest standing bookkeeper in the seventh precinct, and you knew the entire database by heart. you were rarely on board to help detectives solve their cases, often slipping just out of view and forcing them to ask around for help.

okay.

so maybe you don't actually hate your job. you hate the people in your department, except for your department director, hwang hyunjin, aeri and her boyfriend, yang jeongin. you hate the way that your coworkers relentlessly flirt with you, and they always manage to sour your mood the moment they compliment how pretty you look. luckily, once they realized you weren't interested in their little game of cat and mouse, they backed off.

until you showed up to the new year's eve party six months ago without a date, and shared a friendly hug with hyunjin, at midnight. it was enough to make the entire precinct wonder if you were single – and instead of focusing on their jobs, you could hear them whisper about you for the next two weeks. some of these people hadn't even known you were still working at the precinct, that's how uncommon it was to see you help anyone out – and how rare it was to see you at work events.

a lot assumed you thought you were too good to help them, that they weren't worth your time. they weren't entirely wrong – the rolling batches of detectives were more and more rude, and demanding in a way you didn't really like. so you made sure to seem as offstandish as possible, and no one got in your way. it was always a hard eight hours, but you always managed to leave the building without a single person speaking to you about sourcing anything for them. a skill, really. 

however, you were not as lucky this evening.

"y/n, baby." the flirtatious tone is subtle, but all-too-familiar. you groan inwardly, your back aching from being hunched over the stake of paper folders as you curse the precinct for not going digital. "what, jake?" you glance up through stands of stray hair, watching as he pouts playfully.

"no hello? how are you?" his smile doesn't dwindle as he leans his head on the doorframe, and you can feel the soft heat of his eyes on your face. sighing, you straighten your back, holding a stack of papers in your hands. you internally grimace as your lips immediately curve into a gentle smile at his own. "hello, jake. how are you?" "much better now that you're smiling." rolling your eyes, you beckon him forward with a nod of your head. he shuts the door behind him, taking a seat on the stool by your printer. your office had never been too homey, not in the last few years you'd been working here. you quickly learned to leave home at home and vice versa. "right, bro. what can i get for you?" "bro?!" he whines, dramatically clutching the left side of his chest as he kneels to the ground. "you wound me, babe. i've been struck, i'm seeing the light–" he flops on the floor, closing his eyes and sticking his tongue out. you give him a quizzical look, before nudging his ribcage with your pointed heel. he suppresses a squeal before trying to discreetly push your foot away. "jaeyun, get up and tell me what you want before i kick you out." you sigh at his theatrics, making him groan from the floor. "you know, it wouldn't kill you to be nicer. i am doing you a huge favor by being this dramatic, after all." he says pointedly, still laying on the dirty floor when you scoff. "right, as if being impassioned isn't second nature to you." "hey, when you've got it, flaunt it, baby!" he lays on his side, propping his head up with his hand as you pretend to stab your pen into your chest and drag it down. he grimaces, before looking up at you with a smile. your eyes narrow at this, and his smile only grows wider as your phone buzzes on the desk. "who's that? your boyfriend?" you can feel your eyes threatening to get stuck if you roll them any more, and you pick up your phone as jake finally stands from the floor, dusting his clothing. "jake-" "oh wait, i'm your boyfriend! what a lucky guy!" he leans over to peer at your phone screen, seeing aeri texting you about the next company dinner. you would normally attend them alone, but since you roped jake into being your fake boyfriend (with good reason!)…you didn't have much of a choice. "where are we going now? do i get to hold your hand?" his eyes scan the screen, making you snort as you push him back lightly. "as if you need an excuse to hold my hand, you literally grab it any chance you get! you'd keel over if i let you kiss me." you don't notice the soft eyes raking your face, but you don't get a chance to as he retorts, leaning against your desk as you shove your phone in your pocket.

"easy, kitty. by the end of this, you'll be begging me to kiss you." 

no matter how long you're around jake, you will always ask yourself why you chose him out of all the men in this precinct. you ask yourself how he managed to be at the right place at the right time, saving you out of yet another of your coworker's cringe-worthy attempts to sweep you off your feet. you're grateful, of course – but somehow, you realized only a few moments in that he would be your demise. no more white whaling, it seems.

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