Are Fedoras Really That Bad?

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

Wah, she gave up 3 three years of relationships for a one night stand?😃 I think there's literally something wrong with her brain and not she thinks Wonwoo would be unfaithful like her too😒

realizations | a nothing new drabble

pairing: chaebol!husband!Wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader

content: arranged marriage, angst, fluff, suggestive

a/n: thought it would be fun to write about what wonwoo and hana talked about at seungcheol's wedding. hope u enjoy!! as always, read the rest of the series here!

wonwoo was eager to get away from you after seungcheol's wedding ceremony. he could see the sad look in your eyes, the longing for a love like theirs. you had looked the exact same way on your own wedding day- simply put, sad.

when the two of you reach the reception venue, wonwoo excuses himself to the restroom, leaving you at the bar.

when he's done, he decides to roam the hotel and perhaps make his way out to the beach. He bumps into someone and apologizes without looking at who he hit.

"Wonwoo?"

Wonwoo freezes, recognizing the voice. He braces himself as he turns around to face his ex-partner of 3 years, Hana. Her hair is short and she's in a deep green gown that shows off her bare shoulders as well as a large slit all the way up to her thigh.

She smiles and comes closer to hug him and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Long time no see," Hana says as she flashes him a cheeky smile.

Wonwoo smiles sheepishly feeling slightly uncomfortable at the sight of his ex like this. Her departure from his life had been so painful and he still feels like he hasn't been able to process it all properly.

"I heard you're married now."

"Yeah," Wonwoo says holding up his hand with his wedding ring.

"Is she here?"

"Yes."

Hana's smile falters a bit at the news of your presence. Does she think he'd come without you?

They briefly catch up on life, Wonwoo keeping his answers curt and short, wondering when he'd be able to escape her. Looking at her is painful. He's reminded of how everything ended within an hour. He built a life with her and it all fell apart at her command.

"Wonwoo?"

Wonwoo looks up at her.

"Are you happy in your marriage?"

Wonwoo feels the need to lie. To prove to her that her departure didn't break him.

"It's alright."

"Do you love her?"

Wonwoo lightly laughs, looking around.

"I don't know. We didn't really know each other before we got married so we're still taking the time to get to know each other."

"Wonwoo I miss you and everything we had. Is there any way we can make this work again?"

Wonwoo has an incredulous look on his face, confused on what she's asking.

"Your wife wouldn't care about what you do outside your home right? Let's make this work! We can be in love in secret!"

Wonwoo narrows his eyes.

"Hana, what kind of guy do you think I am?"

Hana raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised that Wonwoo isn't agreeing with her right away.

"Yeah, I'm in an arranged marriage with someone I don't particularly know, but I took a vow in front of not just my family but hers as well. I'm not going to two time my wife just to be with someone who left me."

Hana is stunned into silence, taken aback at Wonwoo's harsh words.

"I just thought some time apart would allow our love to be stronger."

"That wasn't for you to decide on your own. You can't just leave and expect me to take you back."

"I thought you loved me. It's only been 5 months, Wonwoo. Have you really fallen out of love with me already?"

"Well, I don't really think of you like that anymore."

Hana looks up at Wonwoo with shiny eyes, getting closer to him and reaching out to hold his hands, clutching them like a lifeline.

"Wonwoo please don't be like this. We can make this work. Your wife probably won't even care."

Wonwoo rolls his eyes and gently places his hands on Hana's shoulders to push her away.

Hana grasps both his arms this time, panic clearly written in her eyes.

"Please, please don't leave me. Wonwoo, I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have chosen Jin over you, you were so much better for me, please," Hana rambles but Wonwoo grows stiff at her words.

"Jin?" Wonwoo interrupts.

Hana freezes.

She laughs nervously.

"What?"

"You said you shouldn't have chosen Jin over me. Who is Jin?"

"I never said that."

Wonwoo grits his teeth and pulls his arms out of Hana's grasp.

He stares at her in silence, feeling nothing towards the woman he gave 3 years of his life to.

"I, uh. Remember when I went to Asaka's birthday party last year? Her college friend Jin was there and we uh."

Hana's face is red, her voice faltering as she can't bring herself to finish her sentence.

"You what."

Hana is silent.

"SAY IT," Wonwoo demands, not caring that Hana flinches at his raised voice.

"We had sex. But it didn't mean anything I swear! He came onto me 2 months later and I gave into temptation-"

Wonwoo immediately turns around and walks away, feeling not just anger, but betrayal.

Hana runs after him, her heels hitting the floor in loud clomps.

She grabs his arm and he whirls around, completely over this coversation.

"What do you want, Hana! You left me saying that you didn't see a future with me and when I'm married, you come crawling back begging to still have me when the whole time we were together, you were cheating on me! Hana, I'm not interested in having anything with you. You fucking cheated on me! I don't give a fuck if you're sorry and you felt as if it was a mistake- you did it anyway. How DARE you come to my face and ask for a relationship again. You are disrespecting my wife and my marriage. Don't ever talk to me again."

Wonwoo storms out of the building, feeling himself trembling all over. He's never felt like this. As he leans against the building, he realizes he's not as mad about Hana cheating as he is about Hana saying that your feeling don't matter.

Wonwoo doesn't particularly like you, but every time he looks at you, he's reminded of the promises he made to you. He's reminded of how hard working you are, how smart you are, how kind you are. He watched the way you treated the old janitor in his office one time you visited, offering to help him carry the big bag of garbage. He sees how selfless you are for the people around you. He'd rather have you as his wife than Hana. Because you are honest.

He takes a look at the ocean far ahead and spots a silhouette in the distance. He walks a little closer and recognizes your updo. He approaches you and touches your shoulder, feeling his heart beating faster ever so slightly as he looks down into your eyes.

-

Wonwoo is holding you on the dance floor, his hands resting on your waist and yours on his shoulders. His heart feels so heavy from the conversation he had with Hana and holding you like this is somehow incredibly comforting. He move one hand from your waist to grab your hand as you sway amongst the couples around you. He sighs and buries his head in your neck and he feels you lean your head against his.

He wants to tell you you look beautiful so he does.

You both look at each other and his eyes darken at your beautiful face. He moves a piece of hair from your face and is hit with intrusive thoughts of what it would be like to pull it when I was all down and not in this complicated updo.

He cups the back of your neck and leans down to press a kiss to your cheek. He feels your hands slide down to his chest and he smiles knowing that somewhere deep down in the bottom of his heart, he loved you.

and he'd show it tonight.

Hooooo🫢🫣

Sunrise | a nothing new drabble

Pairing: chaebol!wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader, arranged marriage

Content: SMUT MDNI 18+ only, if you are ageless blog, I will block you!

A/N: this takes place 2 months before nothing new but you can read in any order!

Read the whole series + drabbles here!

Wonwoo groans as he blindly reaches for his phone to turn off his blaring alarm.

5:30 AM.

As the eldest son of a chaebol family, he was set to inherit the company but not without a test of his strength. His father made him the lead of a merger and it has been kicking Wonwoo’s ass for almost 4 months now. He almost passed away on the spot when he was informed by his assistant that the merger was expected to take an additional 3 months. He stays in the office late at night and is forced to get up at ass o’clock to open the office before security even gets there.

He’s exhausted and over it.

He sits up and stretches before turning to you.

The two of you share a bed but it feels like there’s always an ocean of space between you. You’re always asleep when he gets home and still asleep when he gets up. It feels like he never gets to spend any time with you even if it’s moments with you in silence. More importantly, he hasn’t been able to spend as much time with his son. His dad was up his case to produce an heir and now works him to the ground so much that he doesn’t even get to spend time with said heir. Wonwoo doesn’t want his son to grow up like he did. His own dad was never around and actually shipped him to a completely different country for almost 10 years. His son is evidence of the two of you- a production of your obligations as children of chaebol but he secretly likes to think that he’s also a production of your love for each other. Yes, the two of you don’t exactly get along but he still cares about you deeply and he hopes you feel the same.

Wonwoo’s thoughts are disrupted by a buzz from his phone.

7:00 AM meeting canceled. Next appointment at 9 AM.

Thank god. Wonwoo wasn’t looking forward to this meeting so early in the morning and now he gets an extra hour of sleep.

Except he’s wide awake.

He sits up and looks at you again, catching glimpses of your body going up and down from your breathing by the gentle light of the rising morning. Your hair is sprawled across your pillow and over your face. He rolls a little closer to you to move your hair out of your face so he can truly look at you.

Your face looks so peaceful as sleep graces your face.

Wonwoo rests an arm around your torso as he takes in what you’re wearing- a thin camisole that shows off your cleavage with the necklace he had given you years ago shifted sideways. You were a very deep sleeper never moving even when he kissed your forehead every single morning without fail before he left for work.

The more he looks at you, the more he feels himself twitching in his pants. All these odd hours had prevented him from getting laid with you, his pretty wife who’d let him do anything to her. He really doesn’t want to wake you up, he knows you have work today too but he can’t help it. You don’t need to be up until 7 so that gives him an hour to fool around with you.

He softly rubs your shoulders trying to wake you up without startling you. You blink slowly trying to make sense of what’s happening.

“Mmm Wonwoo?”

“Shhhh it’s just me”

“What time is it?” you asks groggily.

“Not 6 yet. My 7 AM got canceled.”

You turn so you’re laying on your back and Wonwoo’s eyes rake down your body taking in your exposed neck and hard nipples through your cami. He rests a hand on your stomach, rubbing back and forth, his face hovering over yours.

Wonwoo feels your hand gently come up to the side of his face. Your thumb caresses under his eyes and you frown.

“I can’t tell if it’s just dark in here or if you have the worst eye bags ever.”

He softly laughs and cups his hand over yours.

The way he’s looking at you is making you nervous.

“I don’t need to leave for another hour.”

The hand on your stomach makes it way up your body resting on your boob before tracing your nipple in slow circles. Wonwoo shifts so that he’s right next to you supporting himself with his elbow. He looks down at you with what you can only describe as hunger in his eyes. He brings his hand up to your neck, playing with your necklace before wrapping his hand around your throat and diving in for a kiss.

The kiss deepens as his tongue forces its way into your mouth. Your breaths and whimpers are sucked up by Wonwoo’s mouth, a smile growing on his face.

You break apart and he pulls you up by the arms so he can lift your camisole over your head.

His eyes darken at the sight of you naked from the waist up with just your dainty necklace- a testament of your little family and secretly, a symbol of Wonwoo’s possession over you. You’re his wife and the mother of his child and he wants everyone who looks at you to know that.

He moves your hair behind your shoulders and quietly wonders if he has time to get his camera before he remembers he’s on a time crunch. He pushes you down and removes your shorts and panties, leaving you fully bare and at his mercy. He returns to the same position as before, this time his hand trails lower until he reaches the heaven between your legs. He slowly rubs your clit back and forth then in circles creating a rhythmic soothing pattern that makes you flutter your eyes and take shorter breaths. Wonwoo asks you questions about work, about your coworkers, about your daily routine all while bringing you closer and closer to the edge. He finds himself having to repeat his questions or stop so you can answer him properly. You’re in the middle of answering a question when he decides to stick two fingers inside you while his thumb continues rubbing your clit. Your whole body begins to shake and you grab Wonwoo’s wrist begging him not to stop. He’d love to tease you but he simply doesn’t have the time so he lets you gush all over his fingers watching as your whole body shakes from pleasure. He takes his fingers out of you and sticks them into his mouth while maintaining eye contact with you.

then he moves on top of you, pulling down his sweatpants and letting his dick spring out and breathe. Before Jae was born, Wonwoo would always sleep completely naked but with Jae being able to walk, you made him wear at least pants just in case Jae visited you in the middle of the night. He moves his dick closer to your face, forcing you to kiss the tip before he continued. You oblige and watch as he taps his member on your face, one of his favorite habits. He moves back down your body and his face ends up between your legs. He knows he doesn’t have time to eat you out so he simply presses a kiss to your sensitive clit and rises to align his dick with your entrance. He slowly thrusts in, easing himself in thrust by thrust. He’s fully sheathed inside and stays still as he looks down at you. He reaches down to touch your necklace and presses a soft kiss to the pendant before carefully laying it across your collarbone.

He begins to rock back and forth, picking up speed as he watches your face contort from discomfort to genuine pleasure. You reach towards his neck and lightly pull at the chain around his own neck, indicating you want his closer to you. He presses his body to yours and buries his face in your neck as he continues to move. His eyes roll to the back of his head as your walls squeeze him so well.

He loves this. Lazy morning sex was a luxury and he felt like the luckiest man in the world to be experiencing this moment with you. He feels your arms wrap around his neck as you whisper in his ears that you’re close. A few more thrusts and your cumming, moaning softly. He keeps going, bringing you to the tips of overstimulation before he also cums, shooting his load deep inside you. After a few more thrusts, he stills. He feels your hands moving to his shoulders and upper back, your fingertips drawing soothing shapes as he catches his breath. He lifts his head up and looks at you. The sky is a light pink and yellow, an indication that the sun is about to rise.

The light illuminates your face and he feels his heart beat faster as he takes in your raw and honest beauty. He’s always known you were gorgeous but having you to himself in these circumstances makes him want to stay inside you forever.

Your legs wrap around his waist as you tighten your arms around his neck, an intimate hug he realizes. Your movements cause his dick to shift ever so slightly deeper inside of you and you both let out a moan, wanting to go again but knowing you don’t have the time. The two of you stay in this embrace, enjoying the warmth that cockwarming brings both of you.

Wonwoo reaches for his phone and feels his heart sink at the time. He needs to get ready and be out the door in 30 minutes or else he’ll be late. He presses one last kiss to your lips before pulling out.

He figures you might as well get in the shower with him so he pulls you to the edge of the bed by your ankles and hauls you over his shoulder, playfully slapping your butt.

You wash away your morning escapade and are brought back to reality as Wonwoo leaves the shower first to start getting dressed.

The hot water is soothing against your skin. You replay the morning in your head wanting nothing more than unlimited time with your husband but reality awaited you. You step out of the shower and are immediately enveloped in a towel. Wonwoo is dressed in his crisp button down shirt and black slacks yet takes the time to dry your body almost sensually as you lean back and rest your head on his shoulder.

You turn around and press your now dry naked body to his clothed one and give him one last parting kiss, making sure it’s raunchy and dirty before you saunter away to get dressed. You turn around briefly and wink, smiling to yourself as Wonwoo’s eyes widen, standing still in the bathroom with your towel still in his hands.

He takes out his phone to text his assistant.

How important is this meeting?

Finally, some good news😭😭 I'm glad she recovered and could meet with her baby again. But I'm still worried about San and Hongjoong🫤. What will happen to them? I can't wait for the new chapter to be out🥹

And the mysterious man is Yuyu😲😳 How? I mean when I look at Circus masterlist, I assume the golden retriever would be Yunho, but in this chapter😳 Did I miss something? 👀👉🏻👈🏻

|| series masterlist || next // previously ||

genre(s) -> angst, fluff, smut, non-idol, hybrid au, poly au paring(s) -> ( eventually ) ATEEZ x reader warning(s) -> mentions of violence, mention of putting down / death, etc. words -> 4.2K

abstract -> "Lets make it up to eachother!"

y/n's perspective

“She’s awake! Get the doctor!” I heard and my vision was doubled while my head was throbbing. Where was I? The last thing I remember was…

“Then why don’t you run?”

Did he actually run? Was he finally free like he wanted? How does a hybrid escape without pretending to be human? Oh yeah… the black market. 

If he did... I hope it was successful and not all for nothing.

“y/n? How are you feeling?” I heard and I looked to my side. “Jeno… how’s school been?” I offered him a smile and didn’t have to see his face to know he was concerned for me. “Good, I've been focusing on this internship and well I try my best to not lose sleep,” he said and I smiled. “Haechan should learn from you,” I said and I heard his soft laughter. 

“How… are they?” I asked and he sighed. “Let’s get you checked out first. I’ll let Taeyong-hyung explain,” he said and I knew it was probably bad. 

“Y/n the doctor is gonna come in and do some tests, you’ll be given pain medication and you currently have stitches so this will scar. We’ll set up future appointments” I heard as I saw Johnny enter the room. 

I wonder if they're okay. 

seonghwa’s perspective

Last week we were finally let out. That would mean she's dead or alive to have them do action. I don't know what they did to San or Hongjoong yet. But I was in observation to see if I should be considered for a breeding farm. 

I heard them talk… I had no chance of adoption. My only option was a hybrid farm where their only purpose is to reproduce. It also gave me little hope that she was alive. 

I know she’s scared of me… but she would’ve tried to convince them otherwise. I also did hear that Yeosang and Wooyoung were code greens ready for adoption but Wooyoung has been in the medical wing. 

“If I could, those tigers would be shipped off. Hongjoong is excessively violent, he killed her. What am I supposed to tell San? Or Wooyoung? Those hybrids are far too dependent on her. If they knew, San would become a bigger threat to himself and Wooyoung would join him” I heard. She was dead…?

I may have not had a lot of hope but a part of me hoped she was alive. Oh, Hongjoong… we caused a mess.

“Seonghwa, you have a check” I heard as they opened my curtain. I saw the employee now opening the glass door. “I’m sorry,” I said… and he looked at me confused. 

“If… if I didn’t help her she’d still be alive. Even then I could’ve stopped–" "Seonghwa none of this is your fault, I'm sorry your future isn’t looking too bright,” he said and I felt the tears run down my face. 

“My future was never meant to bright”

yeosang's perspective

She was alive. I knew she had to be… there's no way she'd die. 

I was in isolation. My records unfortunately were publicly known when I was in here. The accident at a popular apartment complex where politicians, CEOs, and even idols lived took pictures of what happened. They warned me… she called in asking if I was gonna be put up for adoption. If… she was dead. I would get a horrible punishment for defying her… maybe even move the country? 

“Yeosang, are you ready for some air?” I heard one of the employees. I remember him being called… Jaemin? He was a friend of hers. “Any news?” I asked and he sighed. 

“Don’t worry, she’ll be fine” he said and I nodded. “Do you believe that?” I asked and it caught him off guard. He was supposed to make me feel better. I know he’s not allowed to say anything…

“Look… she’s the strongest person I know. The last time I saw her, Johnny promised to make sure she was alright and my friend worked with him. She’s in a stable condition”

liar. He was lying… 

“You don’t believe me do you?” he asked and I shook my head. 

“She’s… not in stable condition. In fact, they're trying their best to monitor her at all times–” “What’s wrong with her?” I asked and he sighed. We started walking outside as he looked to think about what he’d say. 

“Hongjoong when he clawed her jaw hit a vein connected to her heart. The week before when Kun was there, she flatlined but I  know she’s stable now we just need her to wake up. If not she might be in a coma for longer than we’d hope” he explained and I could only feel hatred for those tigers and myself… I pushed her, and I misinterpreted her feelings. She was scared of them… and even us. 

“Is there hope?” I asked and his smile said everything. It was forced and I could see the glassy look in his eyes. “There's always hope” 

Liar. 

wooyoung’s perspective

“Wooyoung you need to eat, we don’t want to put you up with the purple code hybrids. She’s not gonna be happy when–” “How can she feel anything? She’s not here… she’s dead isn't she?” I cut him off. The doctor sighed and shook his head. 

“No, she's not dead,” he said and I didn’t believe him. 

“Do it for her… don’t you think she’ll be distraught to see you in a worse state than before? When she saw you she said she was heartbroken. To know that you were a depressed hybrid… that those who promised her to take care of you weren’t–" "She’s not here!” I yelled. 

“Let me mourn her… she isn’t coming back,” I said and I was fully convinced. She would’ve been here already, she’s gone. I should’ve been there.

“Wooyoung you need to take care of yourself, your weight is dropping and you’ll start to get sick..” I turned him out. I didn’t feel hungry… not when I used to live a fantasy almost two weeks ago now. I was hopeful at first…

but then she never came back. 

san’s perspective

The world… stopped. 

My world stopped… code purple. For hybrids who are dangerous to themselves, mainly ones who experience such stress, or depression they harm themselves. 

Would it be so bad to be with her again? Constrained and isolated… How was Wooyoung doing? Was he like me? 

I missed the feeling of that collar on my neck, the feeling of her warmth, I miss her. Where is she? How long has it been since I've been here?

Surely only a few hours… I wonder when she’ll be here. Maybe in a few hours? 

“San, how are you feeling?” I heard and I finally saw someone after they put me here. “I’m… tired,” I said, I was tired, my mind felt like I was spinning and I felt sick. 

“Do you remember what I told you last time?” he asked me. “What?” I asked and he sighed. “San, I've been here three times a day for two weeks now,” he said and I was confused. I laughed, “It's only been a few hours…” I said and he shook his head. 

“I’ll remind you later, today we thought it would be good to take you outside” he said and I shook my head. “San, do you remember when you arrived here after the fight? You lost any sense of time and thought you lived the same day over and over again. You improved so much afterwards… she would want you to improve and get adopted again” he said and I shook my head. 

“I am adopted, she’s my mate” I said and he sighed almost like he was tired. 

“San, we’ve been having the same conversation for the past two weeks, almost three times a day” 

hongjoong’s perspective

My hands felt dirty… They didn’t let me go to the cells anymore. 

I need to get rid of her blood. I didn't mean to kill her. I… where was Seonghwa? Was he okay? Did he get adopted already? Maybe she’s alive and she took them… but not me.

I don’t deserve it… besides living with humans?  I hate them… I hate her… but I want to apologize. I hope she’s okay. I want her to be okay. But is she? Why would they send me away if that's the case, they were preparing to send me off. 

I was slowly accepting what I was destined for… I was gonna die. Born into a circus, I was always gonna die. 

“You’re scheduled to leave in three days” I heard. It was the main doctor… “Dr. Doyoung will take you in to check your wounds,” he said and I was unchained from the ground to be led to the medical wing. 

He knocked on the door when it revealed another employee… and Wooyoung? He looked… starved. His eyes looked lifeless and dark circles prominent. 

He looked up at me to not even react. They led him away, speaking to him in a cheerful voice as if wanting to cheer him up. “You ruined the lives of four hybrids,” the behaviorist said to me. 

“What's wrong with him?” I asked and he scoffed. 

“The healthiest right now is probably Seonghwa and Yeosang. Yeosang though is still clinging to her being alive, while Wooyoung has refused to be cooperative with this severe depressive episode, even San has lost all sense of time and is worse. All humans aren't evil, but you let that control you and even ruined your own chance to actually live” he said as I went inside the room to see the doctor. 

I… I'm sorry…

y/n’s perspective

“Two weeks?” I asked and they nodded. “Johnny and Jeno tried their best to take care of you… but you were asleep for two weeks and they thought for a minute your body was in shock, especially after your flatline last week. 

“I… what?” I was confused with everything. Two weeks I was out… What happened to them? “You’re okay physically, the tests they've done should help and it looks like they helped you gain some strength to walk despite being comatose for two weeks” he explained and I nodded. 

“Curious about anything?” Taeyong asked and I wanted to ask but I was scared. “I’m curious. Curious as to why you were suddenly scared of your hybrids. Kun told me that your hybrids said you started to be detached and started avoiding them and it was clarified that you were scared” he said and I nodded. 

“When I did the interviews… Hongjoong mentioned that hybrids do anything to survive even if they pretend to like their owners” I said and he laughed at me. “You’ve clearly forgotten how those three looked at you. Wooyoung used to– actually has been obsessed with you for years, Yeosang is the most overprotective hybrid i've ever seen and San? He loves you… he was your first hybrid and he… he’s a code purple right now” he said and i stopped. I felt frozen… 

“A… a code purple?” I said hoping I heard wrong and he nodded.

“He’s lost track of time… he thinks it's been hours. His mind is scattered in events, sometimes he’ll think he’s there because he attacked you and become depressed, or he’ll think the attack was minutes before and scream that he’ll kill that tiger. The worst of it is, right now… he’s waiting for you to show up in front of him. He thinks it's been hours and you’ll recover soon, for him it hasn't been two weeks”' he explained and he wiped my cheek.

“He… he’s no, you're messing with me. San… I need to see him!” I declared and he grabbed my elbow. “You shouldn't be so rash. No one knows you’ve recovered… Kun thinks you're as good as dead. He was there when you flatlined and thought there's no hope” he said and everything was overwhelming.

“I need to see him,” I pleaded and he smiled. “And we will, just let me go to the station first. We’ll go later today, I want to take you back home–" "No” I refused and he sighed.

“The blood is clean… Wonyoung had people clean your apartment–" "It won’t feel right with them not there” I argued and he sighed. 

“Give me a few hours then, I'll call Yuta and Shotaro, they'll take care of you,” he said and I sighed. “I’m a grown woman I don’t need to be taken care of” I argued and he nodded. 

“Okay… but they’ll meet with you to make sure you're okay, '' he said and I nodded. “I can walk–” “I need time alone… I know where they work” I said and he nodded. “Be careful, you just–” “Taeyong please” I pleaded and he nodded as he left. 

I couldn't stop the tears flowing down. I was an idiot… I doubted them and I failed Hongjoong… I need to talk to him–

“Why are you crying again?” I heard as I noticed a man in front of me. It was the man that helped me before. “It's been a long day” I answered and he nodded.

“I’m sorry to hear that, but please don’t cry, surely whatever it is it can be fixed?” he said with a  cheerful smile. “Have you ever owned a hybrid?” I asked and his eyes widened. “Only one,” he said and I nodded. “How do you know their feelings are genuine and they actually love you?” I asked and he chuckled. 

“That's an interesting question… Well, hybrids are known for faking they care but that's a rare few. If you treat them with love and care I can assure you they will be the same” he said and I nod. 

“What if they fake it though, even if you love them to the best of your ability?” I asked and he hummed. “Well, a hybrid can fake words, but the things they do have meaning. Where– I mean hybrids are like animals by the end of the day. They have animal habits they follow, like uhm bunnies circle around their owners, fox hybrids are dependent on owners and usually bond to one person for the rest of their life–" "What about canines and panthers?” I asked and he chuckled. 

“That's a weird pair?” he laughed and I smiled. 

“Well, panther hybrids only really expose themselves to their owners when they fully trust them so sleeping is a big one. Uhm… panthers are actually known to cook or feed their mates as an act of love? –” San often would feed me off his own plate and make me eat more… and he would always say how he preferred sleeping in my room.

He was showing he trusted me… 

“– Dog hybrids however, are known to scent their mates and groom them? So dog hybrids will often fix their owners hair or males would often scent their owner to tell others to back off” he explained and suddenly Yeosang made much more sense to me. 

“I can tell you're a good hybrid owner… any hybrid would be lucky for someone to care about them like you do” he said and I smiled. 

“Thank you…?” I didn't know his name. “Oh? Uhm my name! My name is… Yunho” he said and I smiled. “Thank you, Yunho! My name is y/n” I said and he smiled. 

“It was my pleasure, ah! I think you dropped this?” 

Yuta and Shotaro were spamming my phone. 

I was now in front of the infamous building… The Seoul Hybrid Rehabilitation Center. 

I entered and I was immediately greeted by a shocked Haechan. I smiled at the boy who couldn’t even produce a sentence. “YOU'RE OKAY!” he yelled and I laughed as he hugged me tight. “We were convinced you weren’t gonna wake up” he muttered and I ruffled his hair. “Where's Kun?” I asked and he sighed. “Kun cares about you a lot… so does Doyoung but Kun sees you like his little sister–”

“Haechan, what's going on with him?” I asked and he sighed

“He’s planning on sending Wooyoung and San to Jeju’s Rehabilitation Center, as for Yeosang… There's a threat of legal action with his previous owner, Seonghwa is going to be moved to a breeding farm, and Hongjoong is being sent out of Korea '' he explained and I was speechless. 

“W-What?” I asked and he nodded. “Kun right now is out but he’ll be back soon–” “Take me to San,” I said and he shook his head. “Only Kun and Doyoung have the key to get in there… and you're not supposed to be allowed without them knowing,” he said and I smiled. 

“Please, let me see one of them?” I asked and he nodded. “I can take you to Yeosang,” he said and I nodded. He talks to have someone come get me and lead me to Yeosang.

“y/n?” I heard and saw Renjun. I smiled softly and offered a hug. “I'm so glad you're okay! When did you get discharged” he asked and I sighed. “Maybe two hours ago?” I said and he scoffed. “You should be resting–” “I need to see if they're okay” I cut him off and he nodded. 

He leads me around the green code hybrids seeking adoption until we go towards the ones who have not been cleared for adoption. 

“He’s missed you a lot,” he said and I smiled. He opened the curtain and I saw he was asleep. “Jaemin has been trying his best to cheer up him and Wooyoung but it's been hard for them,” he said and I nodded. “I’m only doing this cause I know he won’t hurt you and he is still your hybrid,” he said as he opened the kennel and waited for me to enter. 

I nod and go in to kneel close to his bed. I pet his ears softly as he whined and opened his eyes slightly. “Hello, sleeping beauty,” I said and his ears flattened on his head. 

“Are you real?” he asks as he grabs my hand, tightening it as if I'd disappear. “I’m real, Yeosang,” I said and he sat up looking at me for what felt like a few minutes before he started crying. 

“Please, be real! I…  I miss you” he said as he hugged me tightly. I rubbed it back as he sobbed. “I’m here, I promise,” I said and he pulled away to look at me. I wanted to cry too… so many times I got into my head that he faked everything to hide away from his owner when I should’ve known better. 

His hand cupped my jaw to where my bandages lay. “Does it hurt?” he asked and I smiled. “I’ll heal,” I said and he nodded. 

“I’m sorry for making you adopt them–” “It's not your fault… I got in my own head. Hongjoong is rough around the edges–” “You shouldn’t defend him” he said angrily and I smiled. 

“Yeosang…. He was wronged. I should’ve voiced my thoughts sooner, but he deserves a second chance. What you suggested was sweet… he’s lived tormented by humans so he deserves to feel loved even if he doesn't know how to accept it” I said and his eyes widened. He nods…

“You’re too good to be real. I still don’t believe you're actually here… maybe you're a true angel visiting me in my dreams'' he said and I chuckled. “I don’t have wings or a halo,” I said and he chuckled. 

“Doesn’t mean you aren't an angel to me” he said and I smiled. 

“y/n?” I heard and I looked behind me to see Doyoung. “Did Haechan tell you?” I asked and he nodded. “I-I’m, why didn’t they tell us you were awake?!” he asked and I smiled while looking at Yeosang. “Well, I did wake up two hours ago,” I said and Yeosang laughed. “You should be resting,” he said and I smiled. 

“I know… Doyoung. Can I see San?” I asked and he sighed. “I don’t have the key… Kun has taken charge of seeing Hongjoong and San, I only see them to check up on them” he said and I nodded.

“And… Wooyoung?” I asked and he sighed almost nervously.

“He’s… he needs to see you”

Yeosang was gonna be checked one last time by Doyoung while he led me in front of Wooyoung’s kennel. “Be careful with him… he’s been worse than I've ever seen him” he said and Yeosang didn’t want to let go of my hand. 

“I’ll be here when you're out, I promise,” I said and he didn’t look convinced. “When have I ever lied to you? Or broken a promise?” I asked and he nodded. 

They leave me alone with Wooyoung’s key. I knock before opening the door… It's to tell the hybrid I'm going in. I open it and see that he’s already staring at the door. His eyes widened. 

“y/n?” he said and I noticed how hoarse his voice was. How skinny he was… how tired he looked. “Hello, Woo,” I said, trying my best to offer a happy smile as I felt my vision blur. “You're… alive?” he said, confused and not moving. 

“Missed me?” I said and I sat down on the floor to sit at eye level with him. “I…” he was speechless. I smiled as I hugged him… his tears and sobs broke my heart. The way he tightened his grip on my body and let out cries was the only thing I could focus on. 

He struggled with words as he sobbed. 

“I... I lost- any hope that you were alive!” he let out and I felt a serious ache in my heart. “I’m sorry,” I said and he shook his head as he let go and ghosted his hand on my jaw. “It's not your fault,” he said and I knew what he suggested. 

“It's not his fault either… I should’ve talked about what I was feeling "I said and he said nothing but hugged me. We sat there on the floor with him hugging me in silence.

“Wooyoung '' I heard as I saw Yeosang in his regular clothes and his collar. “Yeosang?” he said as he lifted his head without letting me go to see his friend. “The doctor wants to see you so he can discharge you,” he said and he tightened his grip on me.

“I’ll still be here… you get to be in comfortable clothes and your collar again,” I said and he nodded letting go but did move to leave.

“She’ll still be here,” Yeosang said and Wooyoung nodded. “Can… Can we get food from that street food market?” he asked and I smiled. “Anything you want,” I said and he nodded. He leaves but not without looking at me one last time and giving me a slight smile.

Progress…

“Are you gonna take in those tigers again?” Yeosang asked and I sighed. “I hate how I… I want to give them a second chance. A better chance without me being scared of them… I took them in because they wanted a better life and I didn’t even try like I did with you, Wooyoung, and San” I explain and nod. 

“I don’t trust them” he said and I smiled. “And you have every right to,” I said. 

“y/n?” I heard and I saw Jaemin who looked at me with the biggest smile. “How are you doing?” I said and he chuckled. “You see Yeosang, she’s okay,” he said and Yeosang nodded. “Jaemin? Can you take me to Seonghwa?” I asked and he sighed. “The tigers are gonna be transferred–” “Kun can’t do that, I'm still their owner,” I said and he chuckled. 

“You're the same as ever. Let me take you there then, I'd rather not be sued and in debt even more than I am” he said and I chuckled.

“Yeosang, stay here for Wooyoung,” I said and he shook his head getting ready to argue– “He needs someone here, and I’ll be back,” I said and he nodded reluctantly. 

I followed Jaemin when I noticed he was also a code green hybrid. “Seonghwa, you have a visitor,” Jaemin said as he opened the curtain first. 

He looked at me shocked. 

“You're… I’m sorry! I should’ve stopped Hongjoong, please I-I’m so–” “Seonghwa it isn't your fault '' I said while giving him a smile and he looked at me with wide eyes. 

“I’m sorry for not offering you what I did to my hybrids' ' I said and he looked confused. “You deserve a second chance… so does Hongjoong. Let me make it up to you” I said and he shook his head. 

“I… I should be asking that of you!” he said desperately and I smiled. 

“Let's make it up to each other then!” I said and he was frozen… “I… why do you still want me?” he asked and I shrugged. “You’re a sweet hybrid… a farm doesn’t suit you at all,” I said and I could see tears forming in his eyes.

“I… I really am sorry I wasn't–” “It's not your fault, you… were the sweetest. You tried so hard to earn a place with me and I know you deserve it. So I'm sorry for letting Hongjoong’s words get into my head, I really do think you deserve better Seonghwa '' I said and he was silent. 

“Do you accept me?” I asked and he smiled softly. 

“If you’ll take me” 

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a promise | a nothing new drabble

pairing: chaebol!wonwoo x chaebol!fem!reader

warnings: mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy symptoms, allusions to sex

A/N: I LOVE THIS COUPLE SO MUCH!! This takes place before nothing new- reader is pregnant with Jae here. You can read this alone or enjoy the mini series and its drabbles!

You were at your vanity putting on your skincare before getting ready for bed.

You were 6 months pregnant and you were over it. Your stomach was very big and you found that you were not able to do simple tasks like putting on pants, tying your shoes, or buttoning up your jacket. And to make everything worse, you also couldn’t take off your pants, untie your shoes, or unbutton your jacket. Everything made you nauseous but you were always hungry. You needed this pregnancy to be over.

The culprit who got you pregnant emerges from the bathroom after his shower with a towel around his waist, talking on the phone with someone from work you assume.

You watch as he holds his phone up to his ear with his shoulder as he puts on pants, no underwear you note.

Your husband Wonwoo was a godsend throughout your pregnancy. You hated him so much for getting you pregnant in the first place but at the same time you wanted him to fuck you senseless every time he was around you. You were getting too big for sex to be comfortable so you found… other ways to relieve the horniness that came with being pregnant.

“Okay, sounds good, bye.”

Wonwoo hangs up and approaches you with something in his hand. He meets your eyes in the mirror of your vanity and places a box in front of you. You look up, not sure what to expect or what the occasion was.

You take the box from him and he places both hands on your shoulders, giving them a brief massage. You’re mildly alarmed. You and Wonwoo may have gotten along sexually as seen by your pregnancy, but other than that you don’t feel like you particularly know him.

What could this be for? you wonder.

You open the box and are greeted with a beautiful necklace. It’s a simple thing chain but what catches your eye is the pendant in the middle. It’s two diamonds intertwined and the longer you stare at it, you realize it’s your birthstone, his, and an empty shell in the middle for your child.

You’re stunned.

“I hope you like it. I was going to get you a bracelet but I noticed you never wear any so I figured you might like a necklace more.”

He noticed that? You hated bracelets because during college you had to write a lot and hated the way they would rub against all surfaces.

“I, uh, have a matching one somewhat.”

You turn to see he’s wearing a necklace you didn’t notice before, a gold chain with two interlocking circles, the bigger one with both your birthstone diamonds and the smaller one colorless- for now.

“I can put it on you?” He offers.

You take so long to answer that he reaches in front of you to get the necklace and when his face is next to yours, you turn and hold his face to give him a kiss on the cheek.

He pauses.

You pull him in for a hug as best as you can considering you’re still sitting and he’s standing. He kneels to make it comfortable for both of you with his head resting on your shoulder. You run a hand through his hair and he looks up at you. He places his hands on your bump and gently caresses it.

“I know being pregnant is difficult for you. And I wish I could do more to help.”

Wonwoo became surprisingly soft when you found out you were pregnant. The two of you had a routine in order to make sure you got pregnant as soon as possible and you figured once he made it happen, things would go back to the way it was before- both of you not interacting and living two separate lives. But Wonwoo took care of you. He was the one who helped you put your pants on and tie your shoes and button your jacket when you were no longer able to. He held your hair back when you had morning sickness and drove an hour away when you had cravings for a specific fried chicken in the next town.

“You have been helping. More than you know.”

You feel a sudden kick in your stomach and so does Wonwoo, smiling gracefully at your son’s greeting to the two of you.

He presses a kiss to your bump and stands, taking the necklace out of the box and unclipping it to put it on you. You lift your hair out of the way and watch as he delicately lays it across your collarbones.

You admire it in the mirror, the diamonds shinning bright, a promise for the future ahead.

Wonwoo helps you out of your chair and leads you to your shared bed. Once you’re snuggled into the covers, he gets in and turns towards you. You get closer to him and reach forward to move his hair out of his eyes.

“You should always keep your hair this long” you tell him with sleepy eyes.

“You think so? I ran into my dad today and he said it looks messy so I scheduled an appointment with my barber for tomorrow.”

You frown, not liking the idea of Wonwoo with short hair.

“Well I think this mullet looks nice.” your eyes flutter closed and Wonwoo turns to lay on his back not realizing there’s a soft smile on his face. He turns to text his assistant.

Please cancel my appointment with the barber tomorrow.

Hoooo😯, she already met with all of them, but why do they react so suspiciously🧐 I think I will know when the next chapter is out😗🤭

if I were her, I thought I'd make an excuse to go back to my room. I think I'd be overwhelmed by their presence, not just with how good-looking they're, but the atmosphere felt off to me

The Maestro The Others

word count - 3k words pairings - seventeen ot13 x fem!oc genre - mature, dark romance, cultish/yandere, mystery , crack chapter warnings - none

author's notes - this is also posted on ao3! lalali m/v killed lots of people, (esp. mingyu's jacuzzi(?) part, boy know what he's doing) and i simply adore vernon's outfit!

thank you @sousydive for beta reading!

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Dear Mr. [REDACTED],

We have received news of your newborn child. We extend our heartfelt congratulations to you and your wife for her safe delivery. Please be reminded of your promise with us, and we trust that you will fulfill it.

Sincerely,

The Residents of the Maestro

When I finished packing, it was already seven. I decided to change into a pair of casual outfits - a simple white tee with black jeans. As I tied my hair up into a neat ponytail, I couldn’t help but feel nervous about the dinner later. Would it be rude of me to show up empty-handed? It is my first time visiting; I want to leave a good impression.

I glanced around the apartment, searching for something I could bring. Spotting a vase on the counter, I quickly grabbed it and rushed to the balcony, plucking a few fresh flowers from the potted plants. I made a simple bouquet, placing them on the coffee table.

I hope they don’t mind flowers, the owner of 301.

The doorbell rang again, and I hurriedly checked my outfit in the mirror one last time before rushing to the door. “Coming!” I called, opening it to find Soonyoung standing there, a familiar bright grin on his face.

“Hi! Shua hyung told me to come and pick you up. Oh, and to pass you this…” Soonyoung grinned.

“Hi, Hoshi, thank you,” I said, taking the file. “Are we going to 301?”

“Yeah, to Mingyu’s.” Soonyoung's grin widened. His gaze lingered on my outfit. “Nice fashion sense, you dress like Kwannie. He lives in 401, by the way,” he added, his voice light and casual.

Jeonghan, Chan, Mingyu, Kwannie... How many people live in this strange apartment complex? “I see… I'll put this down,” I said, rushing to put the document on the coffee table. Taking the bouquet, I went back to Soonyoung. “Let's go…”

“Hang on, let's go with Hoonie and Dokyeom,” Soonyoung said, noticing the bouquet in my hands. “That’s a nice bouquet.”

Hoonie and Dokyeom, that’s two more names. Adding the three men and the four names earlier, there must be more than ten residents here. “Thank you… I didn’t want to show up empty-handed…”

“I’m sure Mingyu would appreciate it,” Soonyoung said kindly. I walked alongside him to the corridor on the other side of the elevator. The both of us stopped in front of the apartment door labelled 203.

Something about the atmosphere felt off, as if there was an underlying current of secrecy that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Soonyoung knocked on the door, shouting. “Hoon? Are you done?” he called out.

Silence followed, broken only by the sound of approaching footsteps. Soon, a pale figure wearing a grey hoodie and sweatpants opened the door. He shared the same almond eyes as Hoshi, framed by long lashes. Despite the gentle flush to his cheeks, there was a coldness in his gaze, as if he were distant, detached. It gave him the appearance of a strawberry mochi with a frosty exterior.

He eyed me silently, before casting a questioning glance at Soonyoung, silently demanding an explanation. Soonyoung pulled him out in front of him, turning to me. “This is Lee Jihoon. Hoonie, this is Raeyang, the new resident in 201.”

“Are we doing introductions now?” A sudden voice joined from behind me. I jumped again, turning to see a tall blonde man shutting the door of 204. His eyes were round and lively, sparkling with a mischievous glint. 

Beneath his straight and well-defined nose, his lips were full and curved into a wide, charming smile, revealing a set of perfectly aligned teeth. “Oh, you must be the new neighbour, Kang Raeyang, right?” he exclaimed warmly. I nodded, and he shot me a cheeky wink. “Hi, I’m Lee Seokmin, you can call me Dokyeom. Don’t worry about Jihoon, he looks distant but he’s a huge softie-”

“Kyeom, shut up,” Jihoon muttered, scowling at Seokmin. I looked to Soonyoung for help, but he seemed entertained by the turns of events. “Now, don’t fight, you know Cheol hyung would be annoyed…”

“Not fighting,” Jihoon avoided my eyes. “Hi, welcome to the family,” he murmured, closing his door and heading towards the elevator. Soonyoung nudged me with a grin, gesturing me to follow after Jihoon. Seokmin caught up to me, sending me a friendly smile.

“I heard about your parents,” he started, his tone friendly yet with a hint of something peculiar. “I’m sorry about them. They were nice.”

“You know my parents? Oh, right. They owned this building.” The bitterness from earlier seemed to creep back into my heart. As we waited for the elevator, Seokmin patted my shoulder, his smile unwaveringly warm but his touch lingering a bit longer than usual. “Well, Raeyang. We don’t keep secrets here, so I can assure you that Shua really told you everything he knows.”

“Dokyeom’s right,” Soonyoung agreed, his cheerful demeanour not faltering, but there was something in his eyes that seemed to hint at a deeper understanding. Seokmin retrieved his hand while Jihoon leaned on the wall with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable.

“Over here, everyone knows everything about everyone. No one has a secret. We’re a big family. Right, Hoonie?” Soonyoung nudged Jihoon, who was still avoiding my gaze. He nodded silently at Soonyoung's cue.

Just as I opened my mouth to speak, the elevator arrived with a ‘ding’. The doors opened, revealing a young man standing inside. He looked like he stepped out of a painting; his eyes were like pools of liquid silver, framed by long lashes that gave him a dreamy, otherworldly gaze. His nose was straight and slender, leading down to lips that were soft and inviting. His hair was tied up into a short ponytail, and when he spoke, his voice was soft and angelic.

“Oh? What a coincidence.” His lips curled. Jihoon inclined his head at him, while Seokmin and Soonyoung greeted him loudly. “Jeonghan hyung!” 

So this is the Jeonghan that was supposed to show me around earlier. Jeonghan stepped aside, allowing the four of us to enter the elevator. “Hello, Raeyang, I am Yoon Jeonghan,” he introduced himself with a slight tilt of his head, his voice soft. “I apologise for not being able to show you around earlier, I was busy. Nice bouquet you have there, by the way.”

As the elevator door closed, his eyes seemed to glint with a hidden emotion. I could feel the heat rising to my face as I shook my head. “Thank you.. And no, it’s okay. Seungcheol showed me around,” I said, hoping that Jeonghan wouldn’t notice the blush on my face.

But Jeonghan laughed lightly, “I know he didn’t, Raeyang. You don’t even know where the letterbox is,” he said casually, his tone lying with a hint of… anger? “But maybe I can show you around tomorrow, Raeyang. How does that sound to you?”

“Sure…” I replied, feeling a chill run down my spine as the air in the lift turned colder than usual. Suddenly, it felt suffocating to be standing right next to Jeonghan. The elevator stopped, saving me from the silent tension. I quickly exited, eager to escape his unsettling presence.

There were two unfamiliar faces standing in the middle of the lobby. One of them was a tall, thin man with a black mullet. He wore a thin brown button-up with black pants, and his feet were clad in comfortable sandals. The other man had silver hair and was dressed in a simple hoodie, paired with grey sweatpants and running shoes.

Once again, why are they all so good-looking?

“Minghao! Hansollie! What are the two of you doing outside?” Seokmin called out loudly, gaining their attention.

I silently switched my position to stand beside Jihoon instead, feeling safer with him than with Jeonghan. Jihoon gave me a weird look, and I returned a smile back to him. He paused, his eyes widening a little before turning away from me. 

“Ah, hyungs.” The man with the silver hair spoke. He looks mixed, with fair skin and a pair of light, hazel eyes. “We were just waiting for Kwan and Jun hyung.” His brows raised when he saw me. “Is this the new neighbour?”

“Yeah. Raeyang, this is Vernon, or Hansol, his Korean name. That’s Minghao,” the thin man with the mullet tilted his head at me. It was then I realised that his eyes were actually electrifying blue. “Hello.”

“Hello, Miss Raeyang.” Minghao’s voice is surprisingly soft. Vernon, on the other hand, nodded at me. “What’s up?” He said coolly. I gave him an awkward smile, the goosebumps once again rising up my arm. “Erm, I’m all good?”

“That’s nice to know.” Vernon’s features crinkled into a smile as he raised a thumbs up at me. Seokmin clapped him on his back, while Soonyoung hung an arm over Minghao’s shoulder. “Should we go in first? I wanna introduce Raeyang.” Soonyoung grinned, while Vernon seemed unfazed. “You guys can go in first. Jeonghan hyung, Kwan asked for you too.” He said, before his gaze fell on me again. “I believe Mingyu hyung would be very happy to see a new face.” 

Minghao cleared his throat, and for a moment he seemed to be struggling to speak. “Is… Is that bouquet of flowers for Mingyu?” Minghao pressed his lips together, after he had spoken. I nodded in response, and he quickly looked away, not speaking another word. I blinked, not understanding his reaction. 

“Alright then, let’s go, Raeyang!” Seokmin, seemingly noticing the rising awkwardness, let go of Vernon, beckoning me. Jihoon muttered something under his breath as he quickly walked past me to the corridor. I quickly followed in his footsteps, while Seokmin and Soonyoung trailed behind me. Feeling a nod on my shoulder, I turned my head around. Seokmin gave me an apologetic grin. “Sorry about Minghao, he’s not really good at socialising.” 

“Ah, no, I wasn’t offended or anything.” I said quickly, waving my hands in front of my chest. Seokmin patted his own. “Thank goodness, a lot of people thought Hao had an attitude. He’s nice, he’s just a little introverted-”

“We’re here.” Jihoon’s voice cut Seokmin’s words off again. Apartment 301 was just right at the corner. The door was left open, and Jihoon went straight in. I held the bouquet of flowers tightly in my hand, entering the apartment. 

A large, spacious living room greeted me as I entered. In it, I could see a kitchen. A tall figure was busing behind the stove, talking animatedly as another worked quietly next to him. A huge dinner table was placed in the middle of the living room, and Seokmin headed straight towards a black-haired man in a black hoodie sitting by the couch. Once he noticed us, he quickly stood up.

The man’s eyes were bright and expressive, and they seemed to hold a sense of mischief. His nose was small and slightly upturned, giving him a boyish charm. His lips were curled into a mischievous grin as he spoke. “Is this who I think she is?”

“Bingo!” Soonyoung clapped loudly, followed by Seokmin. The man held out his hand to me. “Hi, I’m Lee Chan. You can call me by my stage name Dino, or just Chan.” 

A stage name, just like Soonyoung. They must be some kind of performers. I reached out to shake his hand. “My name is Kang Raeyang, nice to meet you, Chan.” I said, as the two people working in the kitchen walked out. “Ah! New neighbour!” The taller one said loudly, taking off his apron while the other beside him adjusted his glasses. “Hi, I’m Kim Mingyu, this is Jeon Wonwoo.” 

Mingyu's appearance could be described as strikingly sinful; his face is strong, with a square jawline that gives him a ruggedly handsome look. His eyes, a deep shade of brown, hold a mixture of warmth and intensity, like smouldering embers. His eyebrows are thick and well-defined, adding to the intensity of his gaze. I was reminded of the sexy models I’ve seen in magazines - well, that could be Mingyu, only if he wasn’t smiling so brightly. 

Beside him, Wonwoo's face had a different aura. His eyes, dark and deep, and beneath his sharply defined eyebrows, his gaze held a quiet intensity. His sharp jawline gave his face a certain ruggedness, contrasting with the softness of his lips, which are now curved into a subtle smile. 

Noticing that I have been staring at Mingyu for quite a while, I quickly handed out the bouquet of flowers, hoping that no one noticed my flustered state. “I’m Kang Raeyang, sorry for coming at such short notice… I should have brought something better…”

Mingyu blinked, and then tears welled up in his eyes. I stood in shock as he sniffed, taking the flowers from me. “Oh, that’s s-so sweet of you, Raeyang… These jerks here didn’t even get me anything when I have been working my ass off, cooking them food…”

“I helped you prepare them,” Wonwoo's voice was low, sounding tired. Chan rolled his eyes in response, while Seokmin clapped his hands together, checking the time. “It’s almost seven fifteen, is dinner ready yet?”

Mingyu recovered almost immediately. “I’ll go find a vase for these flowers. Chan, set the table. The rest of you, bring out the dishes.” As the others moved to obey his command, he turned to me, grinning. I noticed that his incisors are quite pointy, like a vampire. “Meanwhile, Raeyang, do you mind helping me supervise them? Especially Chan.” 

“Yah! Kim Mingyu, you dramatic puppy!” Chan scowled and Mingyu stuck his tongue out at him. Soonyoung quickly ushered me to the kitchen. “Ignore the both of them, they are very childish…” 

“Says the person who believes that he’s a tiger!” Chan yelled from behind, and Soonyoung's eyes turned wide with disbelief. He turned back, hands on his hips. “What are you talking about? I am a tiger-”

A pair of pale hands suddenly pulled me into the kitchen. I yelped in surprise as Jihoon swiftly moved in front of me. He scowled at the noise outside, slamming the kitchen door shut after Wonwoo and Seokmin entered.

"They are so noisy," he muttered, his tone exasperated as he leaned against the door, letting go of my wrist as he folded his arms. Wonwoo snorted and went back to the pots and plates, filling them up with the delicious-smelling food while Seokmin helped him.

I stepped forward to lend a hand, but I felt Jihoon grab my wrist again. I looked back at him, not understanding. “I want to help…” I started, but Jihoon shook his head. “You can help Chan take out the plates, he’ll come in after they stop yelling.” He pointed to two cabinets opposite Wonwoo and Seokmin. “There’s fourteen of us including you.”

“Alright…” I quickly took out the utensils. Jihoon opened the drawer beside me, carefully taking out the cutlery. The shouts outside died out, followed by a loud cackling of laughter and a roar of anger by someone unseen. I looked up in fear at the roar, but the other three in the kitchen didn't seem to be affected by it.

Soon, the kitchen door slid open, and Chan marched in, looking furious. His eyes blazed as he stormed past us, muttering curses under his breath.

"Stupid Seungkwan hyung," Chan complained to Wonwoo while walking past him, taking a tray from the shelves above and starting to load the cutlery Jihoon had placed on the counter. "I’ll bite his head off one day, acting like he owns the place again… And Cheol hyung always sides with him…"

Seungkwan. Soonyoung and Vernon had both mentioned his name. “Kwan’s here?” Seokmin asked interestedly, while Chan gave him a side eye, exiting the kitchen. Wonwoo sighed, giving me an embarrassed smile. “Sorry, they are like Tom and Jerry-”

“I heard that the new neighbour is here!” A head peeked out from behind the kitchen door. He has a slightly rounded face with soft, chubby cheeks, his eyes bright with light. He has a slightly pointed nose and a prominent chin, and his hair was dyed to a soft brown, falling short from his eyes. “Oh, hello! Jun hyung! Come say hi!”

A second head peeked into the kitchen. He has high cheekbones and a defined jawline, his nose is straight and well-proportioned, adding to the symmetry of his face. Unlike Seungkwan, who seemed friendly and excited, he seemed a little tired and disinterested. “Hi.”

I placed my hands in front of me politely. “Hello, I’m Kang Raeyang.”

Seungkwan waved his hand dismissively. "Don’t need to be so informal. I’m Boo Seungkwan, and this is Wen Junhui.”

“And can you not block the door?” Chan’s irritated voice came from behind them, and Seungkwan quickly turned around, scowling. “Is that how you talk to your elders, you rascal?”

“The both of you, enough!” A familiar deep voice boomed from the living room, instantly quieting the both of them. Junhui disappeared, while Seungkwan pouted. “Okay, okay, hyung. Keep your hair on.”

“He’s even more naggy than Kim Mingyu.” Chan muttered as Seungkwan stepped aside for him to go into the kitchen. Meanwhile, Seokmin had loaded the dishes onto another tray. “Hey, Raeyang, do you mind helping me with these?”

“Sure,” I nodded and walked over to him. Wonwoo passed me a second tray, “careful.” He warned. I followed Seokmin to the living room, where a big dining table is set up. Most of the seats are filled with the people I’ve seen. Joshua sent a gentle smile my way. “Hello, Raeyang.”

“Hi, Joshua.” I replied, standing beside him and putting down the tray. Opposite him, Seungcheol frowned. “Why are you loading the dishes?” He snapped, looking frustrated. 

“Oh,” I was a little taken aback by his reaction. “I said I wanted to help…”

A pair of slender hands appeared on Seungcheol’s shoulder. I see Jeonghan shaking his head at Seungcheol, before turning to me with a smile.

“Thank you for helping, Raeyang,” he started. “But I think you should just sit down, Vernon will take it from here,” as if on cue, Vernon stood up, giving me a lazy smile. “You can sit there.” He pointed to an empty seat next to Junhui, and the mentioned man waved at me. “Dinner will start soon.”

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