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Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x female reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: mature content, unprotected sex, oral sex (f), sub!Hyunjin

Word count: 2.476

A/N: Part 2 of Pool Party for anon  💖

“I wanna taste you.”

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Love Potion #9 - Hyunjin

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Part of my Valentines Day Drabble Event 

74.“I love the sweet, romantic, gentle sex, babe, but I also just want you to throw me down and make me scream. Y’know?”

Pairing: Hyunjin x Gender Neutral Reader

Genre: Suggestive, implied smut, fluff

Warnings: Implied smut, implied rough sex, light dom/sub themes

Notes: I thought this would be rather short and sweet, but I got a little bit carried away…….don’t at me okay……it’s Hyunjin and the drink talked about was one of the best I’ve ever had. 

Word Count: 693

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Stray reaction to s/o being scared of having sex with them because of ex partners being pushy?

I recently just got out of a r/ship like, and chan had inspired me to leave (or like when i listened to the music it felt like he was giving me confidence to do it)

SKZ Reaction To You Being Scared Of Sex Because Of An Ex [Hyung Line]

Genre: angst, fluff

Warnings: mature (minors dni) mentions of sex, allusions to past toxic/abusive relationships, not explicitly mentioned but could be a trigger for sexual assault

A/N: Thanks for the request! I am SO glad you got out of that relationship. It can be hard when you feel like you're being inadequate, but ultimately, we all have boundaries and our partners need to respect them. Also, uh, this got long lol.

Chan:

"Why would I be mad at you?"

The words were spoken after you had discussed sex for the first time in your relationship with Chan. It was a natural next step and it wasn't that you didn't want to have sex with him, but you weren't ready after feeling obligated to have sex in your last relationship. It became a chore and not enjoyable for you.

After you explained your needs, you expect Chan to become frustrated at best and angry at best. Even though he was nothing like your ex, your traumatized brain discontinued logic in that moment. Instead, Chan nodded in understanding, becoming confused when your eyes widened and you stuttered over your words.

He knew about your ex, but as you explained, you saw the muscles in his jaw tighten. When you finished, he pulled you into a hug and kissed the top of your head ensuring you that he would never pressure you for sex or anything else you didn't want to do.

Minho:

"Mm, okay, love, let's cuddle instead."

Minho had seen the way your ex would grip your thigh as a signal he wanted to duck into the bedroom. At first, he thought you were okay with it. You seemed happy. Until you weren't. Soon you asked him to text you with an emergency so you didn't have to spend the night with your ex. Your eyes became desperate.

Minho found himself glued to his phone whenever he knew you were with him. When you showed up at his apartment in the early hours of the morning with the black tracks of mascara mixed with tears on your cheeks, he immediately took you in, locked the door, and you never saw your ex again.

Now, it was Minho's arms you fell asleep in every night. But, despite the fact the two of you had dated for several months, you hadn't had sex. Minho never seemed to mind, but did bring it up occasionally, primarily in moments where making out seemed to heat up to something more.

Inevitably, you'd shake your head sheepishly, but Minho never let you feel bad about it. He'd wrap his arms around you and kiss your hair instead.

Changbin:

"You're not broken."

Seeing Changbin caused a pang in your chest. Everything about him was the same except for his body now sporting several pounds of muscle. You gave him a smile, but based on the way his eyes scanned over you and his brow furrowed you knew he could tell that you had also changed.

You and Changbin--high school sweethearts--had broken up before each of you went to separate colleges. It was summer now and you'd been looking forward to coming home to get away from the pain and sadness your first year of college held.

Within a few weeks of reuniting, the two of you began to rekindle the romance of the past. Older, wiser, and more experienced, the two of you quickly picked up where you left off. Except, when Changbin went to pull off your shirt, you stopped him.

After asking what was wrong, the entire story spilled out of you. As tears spilled, Changbin pulled you close and explained that he'd never blame you for what happened and he'd wait as long as you needed.

Hyunjin:

"You'll never disappoint me."

You liked Hyunjin. A lot. Which is why your hands shook as you worked up the courage to tell him about your ex. Hyunjin had not once brought up sex, but based on the way you always seemed to be the one to stop in heated moments, you could only assume it was because of you.

After dinner, you decided to broach the topic while sitting on the couch while Hyunjin scrolled through Netflix to find a movie to watch. Hyunjin's eyes widened at your sudden serious demeanor. But, he didn't interrupt, letting you tell him everything you needed to. Your worst fear is that putting off sex would be a dealbreaker for him.

When you finished, Hyunjin didn't say anything but just looked at you for several long seconds. Eventually, his hand reached over and his fingers intertwined with yours. His lips met the crest of your ear before pulling back and asking what movie you wanted to watch.

new fic in approximately 30 minutes AREN'T YALL EXCITED AFTER ALL THIS TIME

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Pairing: Hyunjin x fem!reader Genre: Fluff(for the most part), Angst(duh), High school!AU WC: 0.8k Warnings: character death, tears, yelling, pet names(princess, baby, angel), idk(tell me if i missed sum) Song rec: The One That Got Away - Katy Perry A.N: Don’t blame me, blame the TikTok I saw like 3 weeks ago

Your leg bounced up and down as you waited for Hyunjin at the usual spot. You attempted to ease your mind by pushing yourself on the swing and rubbing your hands to keep from the cold. But it was to no avail.

Just as you were about to lose hope, your boyfriend of 3 years came trudging down the dark path, his shoulder scrunched up to his neck.

He smiled and said, “Sorry, princess. Had to wait for the right time to get out the house. Everything alright?”

You returned his kind smile. “Nothing. Just wanted to see you.”

“Well, you could’ve just facetimed me. We do that all the time.”

“Yeah but I wanted to see you in person. Hold you? Maybe?”

Hyunjin chuckled before pulling you into a warm embrace. It started as a sniffle before you started sobbing into his shoulder. He tried to move to see if you were doing okay but you only held him tighter.

“Baby, what’s wrong. What’s got my princess so upset.” He gently rubbed your back and soothed your hair. “You know you can tell me anything. Only if you want to of course.”

You shook your head. “I-I just really miss you. A lot lately. I don’t know why, I just do.”

A smile spread across his face and his eyes filled with adoration for you, not that you could see. But he’ll tell you later anyways. He softly kissed the top of your head and rocked you back and forth.

When your cries finally came to a stop, you finally looked up at him. “I love you. So so so much.” ~~~ Over the next few weeks, Hyunjin refused to leave your side. Clinging to you like a baby would to a mother. This wasn’t anything new for the two of you but you must admit, it was a bit of a surprise. Usually, you were the one initiating all this cuddles.

You looked up at Hyunjin from where you could see and captured his eyes with yours.

“Hyunnie we’ve been like really close lately.”

“Why? Do you not like it?”

“No it’s not that. I just thought of something we should try.”

He raised his eyebrow questioningly. It sent you into a fit of giggles.

“It’s not anything bad I promise. Just a little challenge and I know you loooooove challenges.”

Your boyfriend leaned down and pecked your lips. “Tell me about this genius challenge of yours.” You smiled widely and Hyunjin raised his eyebrow once again.

“Okay, now I don’t know if I should be fine with this anymore.”

“You should!! It’s a quick challenge, I promise!”

“Okay. Okay! Just tell me already! Quit keeping all this suspense.” He pouted at you.

“You’ve been all touchy touchy lately and I don’t know if you can even keep away from me for a week.”

Hyunjin sat up from his position, holding his hand over his heart. Clearly offended. “Can too!”

“Can not.” You rolled your eyes.

“CAN TOO!!”

“Okay then accept my challenge.”

“Bet.”

“Shake on it?”

“Shake on it.”

You raise your hand, offering it to Hyunjin. He gladly accepts as he shakes your hand.

MONDAY: It was harder than either of you initially thought. Even though you proposed the idea, you must admit, it was a bit lonely without him. Hyunjin on the other hand just missed you.

He thought you were just talking about meeting up in person but you restricted him from texting or calling you either. This was so unfair to him. He just wanted to see his baby. His princess. His sweetheart.

TUESDAY: Tuesday rolled around and he just really wanted to text you. His phone was right there! He grumbled loudly.

In school, you wouldn’t even talk to him. He couldn’t talk to you. You’d just pass him by without a single glance and he felt his heart break. How could you be so cruel?

WEDNESDAY: By now he started getting used to it. Some mutual friends began to think the two of you had broken up. But he reassured them that you hadn’t.

It was getting easier to ignore this yearning feeling but he still missed you. He wanted to hold you. Fuck, talking to you would’ve been enough.

THURSDAY: Seeing you but feeling like a stranger was torture to him. Acknowledge him please. Anything!

Quit acting like he didn’t exist!

Now you weren’t even coming to school so he couldn’t even see you. This sucked. He should’ve never accepted the challenge. But he had to stand tall and prove you wrong.

FRIDAY: He felt like a zombie. Just moping from day to day now. He didn’t expect it to be this hard. Things like this were so much easier when he was younger.

He could go a whole summer without talking to his friends and still be friends the next year. But that was when he was younger. He had to keep conversations with people to keep the bond.

It was driving him crazy. Two more days. Just two more days.

SATURDAY: He began to regain hope. He could finally see you after so long. Well not now at least. But just one more day and he would be able to talk to you and hold you.

Do everything he couldn’t for the past week. He was deprived of you and needed you ASAP. Anything to just be with you.

SUNDAY: HE’S SEEING YOU TOMORROW!!! He couldn’t wait. All the things he could do with you. He’s been waiting forever and he’ll even win the challenge.

He felt so giddy the entire day.He could finally hold his pretty little angel in his arms. Now he even looked forward to the school day ahead. ~~~ With all of his excitement he got ready early in the morning and headed to your house to pick you up. There were white flowers by the door. Your mother must’ve chose a new type of flower to decorate your home.

But when you didn’t come out after 7:43 he got worried. You’d usually be out by 7:30 so where were you.

He went up to your door and rang the doorbell.

No answer.

He rang once more.

The door opened and on the other side stood your mother. Hyunjin smiled brightly as he asked, “Hi Mrs.(l/n), do you happen to know where Y/n is?”

Your mother broke down in tears. “Oh dear do you not know? Wait. Wait here. I’ve got something for you.”

Hyunjin stood patiently at the doorway as he watched your mother disappear back into the house. He was worried. Normally your mother was a very cheerful and welcoming woman. He wanted to comfort her but she left too quickly.

When your mother returned, she held an envelope in her hands. “Here. I think she should explain to you herself.” Hyunjin took the envelope but before he could say anything, he was faced with a shut door.

As Hyunjin walked the rest of the way to school, he excitedly opened the envelope. Inside he found a letter along with a necklace he’d given you for your first valentines together. The necklace of a paintbrush that attached to his matching paint pallet one.

Was this your way of breaking up with you?

He quickly opened the letter to read.

“Hey Hyunnie. If you’re reading this, you probably won the bet. I wish I could congratulate you with a million kisses. You’re an amazing person and an amazing boyfriend. Wanted to let you know before I drop this all on you. It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s just that I’m too scared to tell you. I’m not here anymore. The day I called you to the park, crying, I found out about my condition. All I wanted to do was stay healthy and I couldn’t even do that. I couldn’t even do that for you. I’m so sorry. I wanted to spend my last month with you because I love you so much and I’d want to leave you with the best memories. I gave you that week long challenge so that you wouldn’t have to see me whither away. It hurts so much, Hyun. I don’t want to die like this. I want to be with you and grow old with you. But it just hurts too much. Maybe in another life we could be together. I’m so sorry. I love you so so much. I’m so proud of you. You survived an entire week without me. So continue to do that for the rest of your life. For me please? I don’t want to see you here anytime soon. I really do love you. Goodbye, Hyun.”

Hyunjin dropped to his knees and sobs racked through his body. How could he think so horribly of you? All he thought about was his suffering and never yours. How could he be so selfish? He clenched the letter in his fist as he stared at the sky. Forcing a smile onto his lips.

“I love you too.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A.N. Hello everyone. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed. Hopefully I didn’t break your hearts too bad this time😔 Feedback is greatly appreciated. This TikTok is the culprit of this fanfic

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🍭 SWEET LIKE CANDY | hwang hyunjin smau

pairing: hwang hyunjin x reader | enemies to lovers / strangers to lovers

genre: angst, mature, social media au, university au, anonymous au, a tiny bit of fluff and crack in between

warnings: contains vulgarity, extreme cussing, degradation, use of death as an insult, not a sweet fic, sexual/explicit themes but no detailed smut, sabotaging and blackmailing, extreme academic competetiveness, y/n and hyunjin both talk shit about each other’s college majors, mentions of drugs, illegal drug use, excessive partying, irresponsible drinking, drunk driving, criminal(??) acts, insults are h e a v y, bodyshaming (yk what, all kinds of shaming). syndicate undertones. death.

synopsis: long time rival hwang hyunjin has been the bane of your existence for as long as you can remember. thank god your secret anon textmate always has your back— sweet, caring, and good with words. definitely not like hwang at all.

a/n: y’know it was hard trying to come up with this “anonymous app” thing idea without naming names (bc i don’t wanna do that and also idk, i’m dumb) but basically the website/app that candy and y/n (her anon name is chocolate) is like a mix of deviantart and tumblr-ish. the idea started with it being kinda like omegle but then i ended up switching it up.

[FINISHED] DIRECTORY: (pink = written chapters)

ACT I— THE PLAYGROUND

prologue ~ 001 ~ 002 ~ 003 ~ 004 ~ 005 ~ 006 ~ 007 ~ 008 ~ 009 ~ 010 ~ 011 ~ 012 ~ 013 ~ 014 ~ 015 ~ 016 ~ 017 ~ 018 ~ 019 ~ 020 ~ 021 ~ 022 ~ 023 ~ 024 ~ 025 ~ 026 ~ 027 ~ 028 ~ 029 ~ 030

ACT II— THE WARZONE

031 ~ 032 ~ 033 ~ 034 ~ 035 ~ 036 ~ 037 ~ 038 ~ 039 ~ 040 ~ 041 ~ 042 ~ 043 ~ 044 ~ 045

ACT III— THE END

046 ~ 047 ~ 048 ~ 049 ~ 050 ~ 051 ~ 052 ~ 053 ~ 054 ~ 055 ~ 056 057 ~ 058 ~ 059 ~ 060 ~ 061 ~ 062 ~ 063 ~ 064 ~ 065 ~ 066 ~ 067 ~ 068 ~ 069 ~ 070

BONUSES

01 ~ 02 ~ 03

LOST HOOKS.

(mm/dd/year)

started: 10-11-2021

completed: 01-09-2022

mastertag: @geniejunn @leagreenly @90s-belladonna @fuzzylard @loveliebri @chimmybaek7 @todorokiskitten @lilacdreams-00 @starrylino @trials--error @ninjaleeknow

networks: @ficscafe

any feedback is greatly appreciated :,))))

Part 1: Renascence: Hwang Hyunjin x OC

Summary: The arcane are everywhere around you they are actually more normal than you think, but what of the anomalies in the arcane like Y/n? It definitely isn't easy. Specially when the nature is always out there to get you and the ones one you love. Loosing a loved one is difficult but when you've done it a couple of times. No matter how many births he took, watching Hyunjin fade wasn't easy for you. How far are you willing to go this time to protect him? Would things be different this time round?

A/n: I'm nervous for this, I have planned hard and long. Please don't forget to sent in some notes if you liked it. Sorry for the pictures for the pictures I can't get that many appropriate childhood pictures of him so I kinda made some.

Words count: 1.4k

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"You're so pretty" the girl that walked up to you told you.

"You're pretty too" you said.

"I'm not pretty! I'm a boy!" The "boy" rebelled and your little brain was shocked. You couldn't think such a boy or a male could be so beautiful with such beautiful eyes and blonde locks.

"Well, you are a pretty boy" you said and giggled making the boy infront of you giggle as well.

"I'm Hyunjin, what's your name?"he asked

"I'm Y/n" you said, still looking at him in awe. This was the first time you actually saw anyone apart from your Appa or your dad, someone of your age. None of the villagers came to this side of the meadow anyway so you were shocked to see this kid who seemed the same age of you there. "How did you get here?" You asked.

"I was following a butterfly I wanted to make it's picture" he said pouting a bit an sitting. The two of you picking at the flowers and making braid crowns. It was getting late when Hyunjin stood up to leave with a promise to meet again the next day.

And that became a regular, and that how you'd meet you first friend, Hyunjin. The only mundane you ever met who remembered your name.

"Y/n? Whose this?" You heard Taehyung Appa's voice.

"This is Hyunjin" you said with one of the hugest smile that he had ever seen on your face. The look on your face, he knew.

"Hyunjin, this is my Appa" you said hugging Taehyung's legs. Hyunjin instantly stood up and bowed and said "Hello, Y/n's Appa, its nice to meet you I am Y/n's friend Hyunjin"

"Wah, Hyunjin, you're such s good boy" he said

However, this joy of yours did not last long. Three years after you met Hyunjin and his family moved away from the Village.

"But-but he told me he'd never leave. He promised me!" You said teary eyes and ran to Jin "Dad!"

"Aw sunshine, I'm so sorry. But dad can't do anything about it" he told you.

"They are mundanes Y/n they can't stick around long anyway, you can't hold on to everything they say" Taehyung said. You just looked at him, not understanding what he said.

"Oh Tae, she's just a child" Jin scolded Taehyung who just frowned. It hurts both your Appa and dad to see you hurt like that. But, Taehyung felt that this was necessary for you to realise that being an immortal it was bad to get attached to mortals especially mundanes.

It took you days to get over the grief of the loss of your only friend.

As you grew up you learnt what made you different. Why the village lady you met a few times during going shopping with Taehyung always seemed to forget your name and they didn't even realise that they did. You got to know the truth about your real parents. You knew you were an anomaly, a creature that should not have existed in the first place and you had once asked Taehyung.

"Appa? What would happen if I never existed?" You asked with the innocent look that always adorned your baby features. What you didn't inew was the question almost brought stinging tears to both the elder males' eyes.

"Without you your Appa and dad would be very sad. You are our angel, you are special and no matter what anybody says you are our daughter" Jin said and picked you up and hugged you. The hug was then joined by Taehyung who wrapped an arm around both the sides of Jin keeping you in the middle.

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A few years passed

"Y/n, meet him" Jin said bringing in a handsome man.

"Hi, I'm Seonghwa" he said, bending down to your level and extending his hand.

You put your hand in his and said "I'm Y/n." Breaking out into a toothy grin.

"Will you remember my name?" You suddenly remembered the people who always forgot your name because you're a damphyr.

"I will never forget it" he said.

"He will help you study, and train. Actually Sunshine, we've got a new job and we'll have to leave for sometime" You heard Jin say and you nodded

"When will you be back?" You asked, trying your best not to try.

"Just in a month" he assured

"Can you be a good girl?" Taehyung asked you,as he bend down in front of you.

"I'm always a good girl, Appa" you said and hugged them both.

Seonghwa could feel his heart melt at this exchange.

The next week was spent getting to know Seonghwa, as you parents got ready for their trip. "Do we have to leave, can't I just stay?!" You heard Taehyung once saying as he wrapped his hands around Jin's torso, keeping his head on his wide shoulder.

"You know you can't denh the council, it's not good"

Sone time later you had asked Seonghwa "Hwa?"

"Yes?" He cooed.

"What's a council?"

"That's a big word, where did you learn it from?" He asked in surprise

"I heard appa and dad talk about it" you said honestly

"It's actually a system, I told you how human's have laws?" He said and you nodded "Well the council a similar one for the Arcanes"

You nodded your head lips shaped in an O.

Soon the day you dreaded came and Jin and Taehyung left, after Jin gave you a huge talk about how you should not be naughty and never go anywhere alone.

And telling the same to Seonghwa at a point Taehyung had to pull him away or they wouldn't have reached the council in time.

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"Y/n you stay here, I'll go take a shower" Seonghwa told you and went to the washroom. That was your moment, you snuck up to the water reservoir above the room and fulfilled you plan and with in moments you heard.

"WHAT!"

"NO NO! NOOOO!"

"YYYYYYYYY/NNNNNNNNNN!!"

"WHERE ARE YOU"

You rushed back to your spot, practically dying of laughter.

"What have you done?" A voice was heard and you hid behind the couch

"Your hair was blond for so long, I was bored" you said scared that he might scold you

"Ah sweetie you should have at least asked me. We could have done it peacefully" he said

And you were shocked even Jin had scolded you for dying his hair purple and only calmed down when Taehyung said he looked really good but Seonghwa just has no problem? Seeing you quiet he says

"Next time, you choose my hair colors okay?" He said with the sweetest while there and you nodded. He then asked "You wanna go to the town nearby?"

You nodded again

"Then go and get ready" he said and you rushed to find a proper dress and to comb your hair.

When you were done Seonghwa carefully helped you mount your pony and climbed his horse then he thanked your stable boy Jake and the two of you rode away. He stopped infront of a shops that had many cages infront of it all had birds, rats, hamsters and various animals.

As soon as the two of you stepped inside the shopkeeper bowed to Seonghwa and showed him a direction.

"C'mon" he said and held your hand as you gripped into his.

The man showed you little fur ball.

"KITTI!!!" you screeched and rushed to the meowing wonder.

"His name is Charlie" Seonghwa said

"Is he yours" you asked him

"Yes, he is actually a muhang."

"A WHAT?" you asked visibly confused

"Well you know souls reincarnate in various forms right? But, some souls are special they reincarnate in the same form with the same identity, they are called Muhangs. Charlie here, has been with me for 200 years. He passes and then again comes back to me as a kitten, I don't know how that is possible but fate bound us together"

You took in all the new information wide eyed. And they asked "So can we take Charlie home?"

"Yes, he is mine and yours now" he said and you cheered. Taking him in a basket the two of you stepped out, upon reaching the town plaza you shook Seonghwa gently and said "Ice cream! Ice cream! Hwa can we get ice cream!!!" You jumped

"Okay. Okay. Let's go" he said

You were happily about to lick your ice cream when you saw him.

But, his hair was black and him, why is he still the same age?! Those eyes and that face, the face you buried deep to pipe down your sorrows and grief. Your ice cream fell from your hand and you froze.

Right that moment he turned to you side and looked into your eyes. It's the same eyes. Its the same face yes.

But, why is he still so young?! And his hair?! You looked at him to find him looking at you, but the look in his eyes when he found you staring at him. You could see the unfamilarity in his eyes.

You ran away from the place with Seonghwa behind you, you stopped at your house.

"Y/n! Y/n, stop! WHAT IS WRONG?" he asked you

"It was him Hwa!" You said in tears "It was him! And he didn't know me. And he was still small. What happened Hwa!" You said as you shook him by his arms "Why!why! He said he'd always remember me!"

"Y/n you're mistaken" Seonghwa said

"I knew what I saw!" You said almost in spite.

"No Y/n" he still said in a soft voice "please stop crying. You must have seen someone else"

"No Seonghwa! I know what and whom I saw. I can never mistake Hyunjin!"

"But the Hyunjin you knew died years ago!" He said, and his eyes went wide in realisation.

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Part 4

Summary: The arcane are everywhere around you they are actually more normal than you think, but what of the anomalies in the arcane like Y/n? It definitely isn't easy. Specially when the nature is always out there to get you and the ones one you love. Loosing a loved one is difficult but when you've done it a couple of times. No matter how many births he took, watching Hyunjin fade wasn't easy for you. How far are you willing to go this time to protect him? Would things be different this time round?

A/n: there are mentions of blood

WC: 1k

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He couldn't stop drawing, he had to make it and he had to make it right. He had to paint it before he forgets. He could finally put a face to the voice, well at least eyes. And that is why Hyunjin is in the art-studio surrounded by his friends and brother who refuse to leave him as he refuses to leave this room unless he's made "it". He once again was disappointed with the drawing result and tore off the page and threw it not even bothering to see where still hitting Seungmin square in the face.

"Ouch" he groaned as he tried to shake off a sleepy Yunho off him.

"Remind me why he HAS to do it here again?" Yeosang asked him.

"Better supplies" Seungmin murmured.

Meanwhile, Yeonjun watched his brother having another 'Painting attack' as he called it. He's had this numerous times since they were kids. The time after their parents died, these attacks became frequent, thank God he had his friends who helped him to keep Hyunjin on check. Even though Changbin and Yeosang are passed out and snoring. Yeonjun knew better than to disturb or talk to his brother now, so he stayed silent.

Meanwhile Hyunjin was lost, at last he had managed it. To make exactly what he saw, down to the mole under the eye of the woman who visits him. Calls him. Soothes him. He started using paint, remembering every detail of those beautiful eyes, deep as the ocean by heart.

He smiled as he mixed the colors, getting the exact shades. Yeonjun watched his brother, Hyunjin was in deep concentration. He watches as Hyunjin keeps mixing colors and applying them, he only hopes this is his final try.

2 hours later, the sound of a thud was heard, Yeonjun and Seungmin looked up to find Hyunjin finally sitting down. As he looked around and took in his surroundings. It was way past 12, almost 1.

"Are you done?" Seungmin asked, waking Yunho, who sat up groggily.

Hyunjin nodded, eyes back on the canvas.

"Can we see it?" Yeonjun asked, earning a nod again.

The three rushed to see Hyunjin's new creation. A pair of eyes. They'd be damn if they didn't say it was a beautiful pair of eyes. And the detailing that Hyunjin did, was breath taking.

"Okay, Yunho pick the canvas up carefully, it's wet. Lets go, I'm hungry. Please wake Yeosang up and bring him"

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3 days later

"What do you mean all time security?" Y/n asked

"It means you are to be escorted at all times" Taehyung, your Appa said.

"But dad Minho is in general always with me!" You complaint

"That didn't help, did it" he said through gritted teeth.

"Amber and Jungwon will always be with you! You've taken 3 days to heal!" Jin said

"Why him?" Jeongin piped with a pout.

"Cause I need you on missions" You said ruffling his hair.

"Amber is actually a good choice" Bangchan said, "she could accompany Y/n in places even Minho and Jungwon can't. Like the washroom"

"Shut up Chan!" You said and looked at Amber who's eyes were already on you and had a blush on her face.

"Okay let's go, I have work in the centre. Any leads on the dogs" you said, no it didn't offend Chan and Amber as they know what you meant.

"Seonghwa is still looking into it. We suspect that rogue beta Bambam is involved. But why?" Jin said.

"Let's see. Anyway Appa and dad until when are you here?" You asked

"So eager to shake us off? Don't worry I have my eyes everywhere. But I'll leave today evening" Taehyung came to hug you as you stood up "Your Dad will stay to make sure of your full recovery and then he'll go back. Take care, Sunshine" he said.

You walked inside the 143 Facility, with Minho beside you and Amber and Jungwon behind you. The workers greeted you as Hongjoong Seonghwa's PA (who manages your work more) approached you and told you that days agendas.

You walked in to the research centre, and looked through the updates.

"Our new intern will present the updates" the Head doctor mentioned.

"Hello, I'm Kim Seungmin, so the replecation of the structure is on progress, but we have been able to make the structures into more stable compounds…" (lots of science stuff that I'm not smart enough to write)

The whole time rhat he spoke, rhe guy looked at you with known eyes. As you had a mild smile for this guy you've been acquainted to and with again and again for ages. And at that moment both Y/n and Minho knew a small reason why suddenly there was so much chaos.

"So he's here again" Minho said, he seemed agitated. He did for the whole day and didn't even speak until now that you've reached home.

You nodded, looking distant. Actually you were in deep thoughts.

"You do know, you can move away this time, the research is very close" Jungwon said.

"Um.. what's going on?" Amber asked

"Come and sit here Amber, let me tell you a story" you said, as Amber and out of nowhere Felix and Jeongin also turned up and also joined her.

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"So you're saying these eyes seem familiar to you?" Yunho asked still pointing on the painting sitting on Hyunjin's desk "Why it even here and not in the art room?" He asked, thunking the idea of two painted eyes watching him 24/7.

Hyunjin returned to his room with 3 cans of coke and pointed at Seungmin "Where have you seen her?"

"I don't know man. I can pinpoint where but I have" Seungmin said "Anyway Director Liliac praised me today"

"Oh the hot one?" Yunho asked

"I never said, she's hot. Just beautiful" he collected and found Hyunjin staring into the painting.

And he decided to do it himself.

"I'll put it in the attic studio of yours with the other paintings" Seungmin said and walked away with it before Hyunjin could protest.

He looked around the studio to see the various other paintings. Up until now Hyunjin had only drawn paintings of places. A meadow, a castle looking place, a pre-victorian market, stables. A few places were familiar to him and few weren't. It was the first time he drew her.

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Summary: The arcane are everywhere around you they are actually more normal than you think, but what of the anomalies in the arcane like Y/n? It definitely isn't easy. Specially when the nature is always out there to get you and the ones one you love. Loosing a loved one is difficult but when you've done it a couple of times. No matter how many births he took, watching Hyunjin fade wasn't easy for you. How far are you willing to go this time to protect him? Would things be different this time round?

A/n: It took me long huh?

WC: 1.1k

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“What?” Y/n asked, “Why would I do that?”

“Because you have been leading the research for over 300 years” Head doctor Hongjoong said.

“I know that! But why do I have to go?! I don’t want to!” Y/n repeated

“Liliac, when was the lasttime you spoke to someone outside the arcanes or the company” Seonghwa said, she was about to open her mouth but he bet her to it and said “And no the baristas don’t count” he smiled a bit to find her quiet

“Do I need to? Isn’t it better that way?” Y/n protested. 

“No! Not for your sanity!” he said

“Please Director you wouldn’t even have to talk. Just be there, you are getting paler due to the lack of natural air” Hongjoong pressed.

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“You guys are attending today’s seminar right?” Seungmin asked

“I am!” Jisung said raising his hand as Yunho and Yeosang nodded their head a yes, while Hyunjin sat silent.

“Yah! What are you planning! You have to come okay!” Seungmin told Hyunjin “I will be speaking, it’s important!”

“But what will an art student like me will do there?” he asked

“Hey! Han Jisung is also going!” Seungmin said to make a point

“He just wants to see you Dr. Liliac” Hyunjin reminded him

“And you don’t want to?” Seungmin asked, to which Hyunjin shook a no.

“I swear to God Hyunjin, if you’re not there, I’ll tell YEonjun Hyung how you fainted that day and didn’t tell him” Seungmin said. The whole exchange was noticed closely by Yeosang as the rest two were busy discussing something vague. 

Thus, after making sure that Hyunjin would indeed attend, Seungmin smiled and made his way towards the auditorium when he heard a voice call him from the back

“What do you want Yeo?” he asked

“Dude, why were you so fixated to bring Hyunjin to the seminar?” He asked

“Because I have a duty” he said

“To the company?” Yeosand asked, to which Seungmin smiled and shook his head and said “To fate” and continued on his way to find the preparations are almost done.

“Thank you for your work Ryujin” Seungmin said and she nodded in acknowledgement.

“Hey Seungmin” Jay, another intern called his name to get his attention. The speakers went to their speeches again. Soon, Amber and Jeongin were seen on the school grouds doing a perimeter check along with Felix and San. While Bangchan and Jungwon assisted Y/n indoors.

“Why do you all have to be here?” y/n hissed

“Its for the best Y/n-ah” MInho said as the principle stepped out to welcome them. Minho was the star of the day who would be speaking and Y/n was only a spectator, but she too had to interact, she bowed and greeted the school staff as they were lead to the seminar room where their interns had set up. As soon as they entered the interns came up to them as Seungmin gave them a brief outline of the whole seminar. Students started to pile in and Y/n felt a little nervousshe had not faced such a crowd in a long time. Seungmin waited anxiously, looking towards the door way to often, sighing in relief when he finally saw his friends enter with Hyunjin as they took seats in a corner. The principle walked in to introduce everyone, as Minho and Seungmin started their presentation. Even while working Seungmin’s eyes noticed the movement of the students and audience infront of him very closely specially that of his handsome painter friend, who had his eyes stuck on a certain woman. Somehow, Y/n was unaware of this whole ordeal, she was unaware of the presence Hyunjin. That was partly because it was difficult for her to notice the person in the corner of the crowd and partly because she was panicked as now she realised why she found Intern Kim Seungmin so familiar. 

How could she forget this face?

If he is here. Could it be-? No right?

May be he is not?

But what if he is and that is why the activities restarted. Things were pretty calm up until now. Y/n was lost in thoughts. Seeing her so preoccupied Amber moved to her side and asked “Are you okay?”

“Yeah Kinda” Y/n replied

“If you’re then tell me. We’ll discreetly walk out” Amber said brining a smile to Y/n’s face  

“As much as I’d like that Minho would kill me” she said and side looked a Minho who was in the middle of his lecture.

The seminar went as planned, however, Seungmin was shocked to see no reactions from Hyunjin. Did he go wrong somewhere? He thought to himself as he walked up to his friends after his boss and seniors had departed.

“Damn she is something man” Jisung said

“She’s radiant” Yunho added

“I must say she is a rare beauty,” even Yeosang said.

"She was okay" Hyujin said

"Sorry?" Seungmin said looking surprised at Hyunjin, he has seen many reactions from this boy throughout his life or lives but this reaction was a first.

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Ryujin left home earlly so that by the time the other students start coming she would be done with at least the skectch of their current assignment. She greeted the security guards and walked in, the fact that the art building was always open for the students from 6am to 2am was a blessing. She switched on the lights and her eyes went wide at what she saw.

The whole art studio was littered with papers and one person was lying unconscious in the middle, she rushed to person and found him unconscious but breathing. Instinctively she called Felix and San whom she knew where in the building’s dance studios. They rushed in with lighting speed and were shocked. Felix picked up Hyunjin bridal style and placed him on the teacher’s desk as Ryujin and San were picking up the papers and throwing them away as most were scribbled or crushed anyway. They were contemplating to the possibilities of what could have caused Hyunjin to do this and if they should take him to a hospital

“WAIT” suddenly Felix said. See this he said and showed the others, of a drawing of what looked like an eye. Soon they looked through the others un scribbled and uncrushed pictures. San suddenly realised and rushed to the bin to collect a paper he had previously discarded. They were all shocked when the pictures were found to be completing each other like a jigsaw, their shocks escalade when they realised what the picture completed into

“We need to take these to her” Felix said

“I think we should take these to Chan” San said, referring to their alpha

“What about him though?” Felix pointed at Hyujin.

“Grab him. We need to know why he was drawing a picture of our Madam Y/n” Ryujin said as she grabbed the unconscious boy by his collar. 

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Summary: The arcanes are everywhere around you they are actually more normal than you think, but what of the anomalies in the arcane like Y/n? It definitely isn't easy. Especially when nature is always out there to get you and the ones you love. Losing a loved one is difficult but when you've done it a couple of times. No matter how many births he took, watching Hyunjin fade wasn't easy for you. How far are you willing to go this time to protect him? Would things be different this time around?

A/n: Happy Birthday Jinnie! a late upload cause of my procrastinating ass!

WC: roughly 1k

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Ever since the attack you couldn't sleep alone at night. You've had either Minho or Amber to sleep beside you. You felt safer around them, their smell calmed you down.

So here you were cuddled up in bed with Amber, her strong arms holding your torso, as light snores left your mouth. A ringtone sharpened both of your senses as you both jumped up. She stood up and walked to the window with the phone. "San, this better be important," she said as soon as she picked up. "What?! Okay" she hung up "We need to rush to the pack house. They brought someone in" Amber said.

"Brought someone in?" You said rubbing your eyes and grabbing onto Amber's waist and smelling her. "You hungry?" She asked. "Nope" you said, "You just smell nice". Slowly the two of you got up, putting on some jackets as it was way too early to get dressed. You pulled up your hood and left your room to find Jungwon and Jeongin in sweats and Jackets. "Why are you two up?" you asked. "We'll go with you" Jungwon and Jeongin said together. "Were you eavesdropping?" Amber asked in shock. "No but we heard shuffling and you spoke loudly" Jeongin answered and you nodded.

As you inched closer to the pack house (which is huge, mind you) you saw a very familiar car, "she called him too? It must be serious" Amber said. "She called at 5 in the morning, I'd kill her if this wasn't serious" you said yawning. You all exited the car and walked inside. A well known smell reached you, one that you haven't got up close for a long time. You walked in to find Ryujin and Felix with a person tied up on a chair. Jungwon smartly walked up and pulled up the guy's head for and you screamed "OH MY GOD!".

"Ryujin!" You tried to scold her but the girl started explaining. "He was drawing your portrait.. portraits! And that too for DAYS!". "Looks like it's started again" Minho said as he stepped out of a room with Chan and San on tow. "I'll stay out here, you fill them in. They need to know" He said looking at you, and you nodded.

You took one last glance at the guy tied to the chair and walked inside the room again with the others. They all took a seat, Jeongin and Jungwon smartly rushed to the three-seater and patted the middle seat for you. You looked at Amber smiled and took a seat on the other one as you sat between these two. "So um..... I" you fumbled, you kept this part of your life in dark for a long time. Jeongin and Jungwon held onto your hands for support, and you took a sigh. "He is my mate" you finally said. "What?" everybody spoke out almost in sync, everybody but Amber, she knew, not the details that you were about to spill, but she knew.

"He is a muhang and mostly unaware of that.." you went into explaining how you met him for the first time, until he went missing then when you met him a few years later you saw him and the situation. "That whimp is a Muhang?" San said, more like he didn't intend to but oh well. And you nodded. "So is this the first he appeared in 130 years?" Jeongin asked, as he has been with you for that long and never heard of Hyunjin, until you told him a few days back. "No, I have been running away for the past 2 lives," you said, and his face lit up with realization as to why you kept moving from place to place a few decades ago. "But why? And you can't leave this time" Ryujin said and you nodded. "His life was always short when I was in it, I heard an elder say that the luck of my anomaly affects his as he is not an Arcane, Muhang yes, but he is practically still a human. And it's always so painful to keep losing him, especially the last time" you said and took a breath and started.

"There was an underground organisation, they said it was some humans, they were trapping arcanes, mainly muhangs who are easier to find it records are checked it was the mid-1700s." You said and Felix spoke up "After the witch trials and stuff" to make things clear, and you nodded as he motioned you to continue. "This organization was said to be a project that was being handled by generation after generation. They had taken hold of a handful of Muhangs, but those were never seen again to this date. Now, this was around 1750, and the organization called themselves some Black Knights that will supposedly purify the earth. They started actively tracking down Hyunjin. And after a point, they got so big that we started meeting dead ends, and one evening they cornered us, it was either let them take him or we both die trying. He made me" your throat got dry and eyes stung with tears. "I... had to kill him, with my own hands, By the time Seoghwa had tracked me with the help of Minho, it was too late" you said and broke down and the 2J from both sides immediately hugged you. They all wore worried expressions. That was when you heard a commotion from outside and a very irritated Minho saying "Shut up! I swear I'll slit your throat if you make one more sound"

All of you rushed out and you exclaimed "Minho? Why is there tissue in his mouth?"

He whipped head to look at you and pointed at Hyunjin and said "He woke up and started screaming, I had to shut him up"

"Now what do we do with him?" Felix asked, in a deep intemidating voice.

The moment Hyunjin's eyes fell on you they went wide and he fell silent, staring at you soundlessly.

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"Are you sure he is not at any other of your friend's house?"Yeonjun asked again. As Seungmin passed through the art studio, "Yes hyung, he probably stayed here for the night and went for a coffee, I'll call you when I find him" he said, "the Bin had too many paper" he said to himself when the strokes seemed familiar and he knew why. That was when he saw something beside Hyunjin's workstation, a student ID card that read:

"LEE FELIX"

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Renascence: Hwang Hyunjin x OC

Summary: The arcane are everywhere around you they are actually more normal than you think, but what of the anomalies in the arcane like Y/n? It definitely isn't easy. Specially when the nature is always out there to get you and the ones one you love. Loosing a loved one is difficult but when you've done it a couple of times. No matter how many births he took, watching Hyunjin fade wasn't easy for you. How far are you willing to go this time to protect him? Would things be different this time round?

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Summary: The arcane are everywhere around you they are actually more normal than you think, but what of the anomalies in the arcane like Y/n? It definitely isn't easy. Specially when the nature is always out there to get you and the ones one you love. Loosing a loved one is difficult but when you've done it a couple of times. No matter how many births he took, watching Hyunjin fade wasn't easy for you. How far are you willing to go this time to protect him? Would things be different this time round?

A/n: Slow updates!! Not like anybody is waiting. (I assume that cause there's no interaction lol)

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"We need to return him. Get him away from here" you said quickly as you rushed out of the house. Amber and Minho hot at your heels and Jungwon and Jeongin walking within a distance. "Minho, erase his memory for the past few hours" you said. "Y/n! You can't keep doing this he's your mate!" Minho said. "Just because someone is a mate doesn't mean you're bound to stick to them" Amber defended you. "Yeah, wouldn't you say that" Minho chided at her, both glaring at each other. "Minho please, just this once" you said, "We'll talk after that, do it before people start looking for him. I don't want us to get into a kidnapping case. Go with them, meet me at the facility, later" he nodded and walked off.

Muffled screams were heard as San and Minho dragged the guy, Hyunjin away. "You still love him, don't you?" Amber asked, taking your hand. "You know" you said and sighed and walked off towards your house. As She drive back with Jungwom and Jeongin in the back seat your eyes closed.

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"I missed you" you said running into Hyunjin's outstretched arms. "Thank you for keeping him safe, Master Lee" you said while bowing as soon as you left Hyunjin's embrace. "Please just call me Minho" he said with a charming smile. "We need to move Y/n" Seonghwa came in huffing, "I did a perimeter swipe and the men are on the Northern side of the Fortress, you guys can make it if we plant an ambush" he said.

"You go South west towards Safehouse. We'll join you" Minho said. But things don't get planned, you couldn't take the route to that said safe house as you smelt it reeking with humans. You rushed into the forest with Hyunjin and reached a cliff, there was no way, they drove you here. And soon you found yourselves surrounded by the Black Knights. You pulled out your sword to protect your love. "Lady Y/n, we request you to move, we only have issues with the reincarnating monster with the face of a man behind you" the leader said, fuck they were too many. "He stays here, You have to go through me to touch him" you said and the people stopped momentarily. "So be it!" The man said. "NO!" Hyunjin shouted and it all happened within seconds, he turned you and hugged you and a grunt left his mouth. "H-h-h-Hyun-Hyunjin!" You screamed, as you watched slowly his silk white shirt turn red and your sword that was grasped in your hand inside him.

"No! No! Nooo!!" You screamed. "The others are coming! Retreat!" You heard the men say as they piled away and you fell to your knees with him on your lap. He slowly brought his hand up to your cheek putting pressure to pull you and kiss your teary face. "It's over!" He said. "Why?! Why?!" You repeated, unable to form anymore words. "I can take birth again, you'll be here, I can't let you get hurt for-uh- me. Let's - meet- again, my love-" he said and slowly his eyes closed. "No-no-no" Seonghwa came running and slid down beside you. "Y/n?" He just said. "He-he-he jumped into my sword! Oppa! I couldn't do anything! I couldn't! I lost him again! Again!" you sobbed and he hugged you.

Your eyes opened in a jolt. That nightmare, again?

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"Hyunjin!" Seungmin whisper yelled, as he shook a groggy Hyunjin. "We've been looking everywhere for you! What the fuck man?" He said.

"I was at the studio the whole night, couldn't get this specific piece done, and then I cane here, I must have dozed off. Uh! I had this weird dream" he said shaking his head. "What dream" he asked. "I don't remember much it's all foggy, I just remember her, the voice I hear, and the oerson whose voice it is, your Director Liliac was in it" Hyunjin said with a small smile.

"Wait, so you're saying that voice is of Director Liliac? Are you sure" he asked and Hyunjin nodded. "I need to get to know her Seungmin" he said in desperation. "Let's see, if I can do something. But first talk to Yeonjun hyung and go home, don't forget to charge your phone" Seungmin said and motioned Hyunjin to join him.

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You were passing by the interns lab, you walked in and said "Kim intern, please step outside for a bit please" he looked at you with a hint of smile and walked out with you, one look at Amber and Felix, behind you he asked "yes director?"

"You're woken aren't you?" You asked him, "I always was" he admitted. "Keep him away from me" you said and started to leave, but he stopped you and asked "But why?". "Why?! Why?! Haven't you seen him die, life after life?! For me?!" You said, doing your level best to not yell. "He was happy each time he died. You avoided him for 2 lives, one he lived miserably and the other he killed himself at the age of 17. At least he had a happy life with you!" He said. You stayed silent, "You're ID fell when you tried to nicked Hyunjin" Seungmin added, handing a card to Felix, and walking in.

His teammates asked him what's up and he told them you asked him about some reagents and stuff.

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Hyunjin sat and drew a beautiful meadow filled with flowers, two kids playing in it. The landscape looked very familiar to him, but he has never been to a place like this. At least he remembers never to have been to such places.

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A guide to accidental murder and cover up 101

"Because then I'll have to kill you." He whispered in that scary, serious voice of his. You knew by now that he was probably just joking again.

"Can you not joke about killing me all the time?" You rolled your eyes.

"Who said I was joking?"

Pairing: Uni Student! Reader x Hwang Hyunjin

Word count: 4k

Genre: Crime, mafia au, eventual romance, Rom-com (I hope)

Warnings: Attempted sexual assault although nothing graphic, unintentional murder, general blood and gore descriptions, minor character death, criminal activities

Summary: You didn't think you'll become a murderer on a particularly slow night at the convenience store while trying to complete your uni essay that was due tomorrow. And you definitely didn't think an angel of a man would help you clean up the crime scene out of nowhere. Did people this kind really still exist in the world? Spoiler alert: Of course not. Because the reason he's helping you goes far deeper than the kindness of his heart.

This story takes place in the same universe as "A guide to being kidnapped and escaping 101" but with a different reader. I suggest you can read that too if these kind of stories are your type. But both can be read as standalones too.

You were in deep.

Like a million feet deep in a dark, cold ocean. That's why you felt like you couldn't breathe at all. That's why water was leaking from your eyes like a never ending waterfall. That's why you couldn't see anything past the salty tears and everything was blurry, you didn't know if it was your eyes or the world. You hoped for the latter but felt it would be the former, and it was.

It was an accident. A mistake. You didn't mean to do it. No, you wouldn't have ever done something like this even in your dreams much less in real life. You had just murdered someone.

It had all happened so quickly, you didn't have time to process anything. One minute you were trying to type your essay on playwriting and dramaturgy that was due tomorrow on your phone on a particularly slow night in the convenience store, the next you were getting the man jelly beans from the third aisle that apparently his daughter loved and the next minute he was pushing you into the wall, trying to take your clothes off. You panicked. As one does...you think? No one ever taught how to deal with a situation like this in school. You wanted to mock Mrs Lee now who had told you maths would help you in every situation, sure it will. You just flailed your hands, took the can opener from the desk and stabbed it into his neck.

It was a sight you never wanted to see again. Blood spurting from his throat, him choking on his own blood and trying to say something you couldn't make out even if you tried. He struggled for two minutes you think, for you it felt like two decades. You had never seen this much blood. Ever. And finally, he fell back on the floor knocking the milk cartons. Great now you'll have to arrange those again. What the fuck? Were you thinking about milk cartons right now? Really? Yeah you were.

You knew it'll take you some time for you to process this, start crying properly and think rationally. Till then you had to clean this puddle of blood. The metallic smell was slowly starting to take over you senses. You felt so dizzy. Taking a bottle of bleach and scrubs from the fifth aisle you started scrubbing the blood before it dries, or atleast tried to.

You totally did not forgot to turn the open sign on the door to closed and someone totally wasn't standing in front of you looking at you trying to clean a murder scene, your mind tried to convince you.

You looked up to see probably the most beautiful man to walk on this earth. His eyes were a bit wide but definitely not wide enough for someone who was looking at a crime scene for the first time. Shit he was a police officer or detective, wasn't he?

"Uh, hi... Can I help you?" You mentally facepalmed for asking this question in such a situation.

"Looks like you need more help than me right now." He stated simply. He walked towards you and plucked out a chocolate bar from the stand beside you. "That bleach you're using won't remove the stains completely. Do you have any oxygen producing detergents here?" He asked while unwrapping the chocolate.

He seemed causal about this. Too causal. Like he just walked in his friend's get together party instead of a place where there was a crime scene. You know you should be alarmed as to why he isn't alarmed or maybe why does he have this knowledge but you think you're not in the position to be asking questions right now. Maybe he's a medical student or something? That's plausible.

When you just looked at him without saying anything, he understood that you didn't understand anything he said. "Do you have any detergents like vanish or something around here?" He asked in simpler language, now taking a bite from the chocolate. You nodded standing up to get it.

He was looking around like he was searching for something so you asked "Do you need anything?"

"Nah. Just looking for security cameras." He answered while going to the door and turning the sign to "closed" and closing the blinds.

"We don't have those here." You said.

"Is that so?" He asked squinting at the mirror behind the cashier's desk, your desk. He touched his finger on the mirror and looked behind it. You didn't know what he was doing so you turned to scrubbing the stains again. By now the bleeding from the man's neck had almost stopped and the puddle had gotten bigger.

"Gotcha." He whistled. Just as you were about to ask what did he get, he took the paperweight from the desk and smashed it in the mirror.

"Are you fucking insane!?" You exclaimed. Did he just break Mr Choi's favourite mirror? Yes he did. Did he just double the mess you'll have to clean up now? Yes he fucking did.

"Might be." He took out a little circular chip with a beeping red light on it. The red light died slowly as he crushed it under the weight of his long fingers "Who's the owner of this store? Jaehyun Choi right?" He asked.

"Jaewon Choi." You corrected.

"Yeah, yeah. Same thing. That man is a bastard. How did you even believe he didn't put a camera here" He chuckled without any humor. What was his deal? "Anyways, who are you?"

"Why? Are you gonna go to the police?" You sincerely asked. You were worried but honestly you wouldn't mind if you got arrested. You knew you had done something very terrible and you were tired of scrubbing. You were really sleep deprived and you had to finish your theatre assignment that was due tomorrow. Prison didn't seem like a particularly bad option right now.

He chuckled again "Honey, if I wanted to go to the police I would've done that by now don't you think?"

"I guess so." You shrugged. Thinking that things were already bad and couldn't get any worse than this, you decided to answer his question. "I'm a student in the uni nearby. I've been working here for about 3 months part time to uh... pay rent."

He hummed. "What major are you?"

"Theatre."

"Funny. I've got a friend there too." He shrugged opening the locked drawers with a freaking paperclip of all things...wait what was he opening the drawers Mr Choi has specifically told you to not touch? He was. And then he took out some papers out, folded them and put them in his winter coat's pocket. You had given up on trying to make sense of whatever he was doing or whatever was happening.

"Are...are you a medical student or something?" He laughed at that. Like actually laughed out loud.

"Do I look like a medical student?" He genuinely asked.

"I don't know, I mean that's why you know so much about...detergents right?" You look at him expectantly to confirm your theory but when he doesn't say anything and just looks at you like you've got devil horns on your head which who knows maybe you did it's not like you just killed someone right? You know you're a bit too far off from the reality. "You aren't a student then, are you?" You ask again searching for any answer as to who was this kind man that stumbled upon you and was now pretty much helping you clean up a fucking murder scene.

"Nope." He answers biting his lower lip like he's trying to hide his smile. Now that you look, his lips are really pretty. Just an observation.

"So wait...wait are you like a serial killer that actually knows how to cover up crime scenes and you aren't phased by this body and blood here-" you gesture to the puddle of blood there "because you're used to it and now you're going to kill me, oh my god, are you going to kill me? Can you just do it already because if I clean all this up and then you kill me it wouldn't be of any use. Like first of all, there would be blood all over here again. Secondly, my efforts would be rendered useless like why am I even cleaning this up if I'm just gonna die and thirdly, how awful and kinda ironic it would be that I covered up a murder only to get murdered myself after that." You gasp for breath after the long rant you'd just finished.

"Actually no, there wouldn't be blood all over here again. Who says you need to make a mess of blood to kill someone?" You looked at him in horror and he laughed again. "I'm kidding. Don't you think I would've already murdered you by now if I wanted to?" He grinned looking you in the eyes.

"I guess so. So you aren't...a murderer right?" You questioned again just to confirm.

"Not exactly." He smirked.

"So then...who are you?"

"Is it really that important to know? C'mon let's help you get rid of this body now." He stated as casually as if he was telling a weather forecast. You stand there in shock. Not being able to comprehend how this saint of a man had stumbled in your life at the best possible moment. "Hey don't just stand there. I'm strong sure but not enough to carry this man all by myself. Give me a hand will you?" He gestured for you to help him carry the man. Oh right.

"Where do we have to carry him though?" You question stumbling on your feet while holding the disgusting and now dead man's hands while the stranger held him by the ankles and walked backwards until he reached the door and pushed it open with his back.

"Oh just till that car." He gestured with his eyes to a freaking Tesla of all things.

"Um who's car is that?" You ask dumbfounded.

"Well you already have a crime on your record, wouldn't wanna add grand theft auto too. So it's mine for the night. Don't worry your pretty head too much about it, yeah?"

"Yours for the night? So like it isn't actually yours? What do you mean?" You ask stupidly. Like sure maybe interrogating such an angel like him who was essentially saving you from a life in prison wasn't a good move but you did not feel like yourself since the moment the can opener entered that man's throat.

"Jeez you ask a lot of questions don't you? It's a friend's." He sounded annoyed but still had a slight smile on his face. He opened the back seat door and you threw the man in there, quite literally at that. He then opened the door of the front seat and looked at you expectantly. "You coming or what?"

Well now it's not that you didn't learn about stranger danger in school like the rest of the human population. Problem is you had just killed someone, something not a lot of human population does. So it's not like you had a choice either. Because telling this fine gentleman to get rid of the body you murdered by himself wouldn't be very nice now would it? So you decided to go, also he had already said he would've murdered you by now if he wanted to. You also thought that he would've done the thing that the man tried to do with you by now if he wanted to and wouldn't be helping you. Although you still didn't understand why he was even helping you in the first place.

"Wait let me just lock the store." You ran to the store to get the keys not noticing him following you. Just as you took the keys from the cashier's desk and turned you saw him taking a bunch of snacks and food items from the shelves. He looked at you with both arms full and raised an eyebrow as to ask 'what'? "So, um are you gonna pay for this?" You ask. As much as you were in debt of this man, you couldn't afford to add two crimes in a night to your record. A murder charge was enough you didn't need an extra accomplice in robbery charge too.

"Seriously?" He rolled his eyes.

"I mean, you do know this a crime right?" Okay so maybe you were being stupid at the moment but can someone blame you? They try murdering a creepy man and see what happens to their critical thinking skills.

"Woah really? I never would've guessed!" He gasped dramatically. "Thank you so much for telling me, kind lady. How may I repay you?" He marveled with wide eyes while doing a dramatic bow making all the snacks he was carrying scrunch as they came in contact with his chest. His dark, slightly long hair fell into his eyes while he got back up and grinned at his own joke.

"Ok. That's enough. I'll just pay for you. I don't wanna account to Mr Choi for the missing snacks. Just let me get the total." You asked him while fishing for your purse in your pockets.

"You're a real funny one, you know that?" He laughed as though you had made a joke that you yourself were unaware about. "C'mon you don't need to pay. I'll explain in the car. It's going to be a long journey." He stated drawing out the o of long an obnoxious amount.

Thinking that you couldn't argue with this odd man you followed him out and locked the store.

"Open this up for me, will you?" He gestured towards the trunk which was strangely in the front of the car. You opened it up and he emptied his hands. "You know, this is called a frunk. Front and trunk get it? Isn't that neat?" He mentioned.

"Uh, yeah, Sure is." You awkwardly agreed and went to the front seat.

"Uh-uh sweetheart, stop right there" he exhorted. "Now what kind of gentleman would I be if I don't even open the door for you?" He walked towards you and opened the door.

"Uh thanks I guess?" You sat down almost hitting your head against the roof.

"You're welcome sweetheart." He winked and got in the driver's seat all the while whistling to himself. Was all this not even a bit weird to him? How did he even know what to do with a dead body of all things? All kinds of different questions were swarming in your head when he finally spoke after half an hour of driving or so. "Stop overthinking that much. You're gonna give yourself a headache." He said while chuckling.

"Are you speaking from experience?" You asked quietly still looking out of the window at the tall buildings which were now looking like little amber fireflies from this high up. You guessed you were near a mountain or something. You weren't sure though, neither did you care at this point.

"Maybe." He answered swerving the car effortlessly at the narrow route.

"So uh care to explain why you are trying to get me fired?" You finally questioned.

"I am trying to get you fired? Excuse me?" He said as if he was seriously offended.

"I mean you did steal a bunch of things and didn't even let me pay didn't you?"

"Oh honey, let me tell you something. You were fired the moment you killed that man." He whispered as if he was telling you a secret.

"Wha- what do you mean? You destroyed the camera right? I can just make up something about thieves breaking in and doing all that. There's no evidence so why would I get fired?" You questioned while panicking a bit. This job was one of the limited jobs that aligned with your uni schedule and you didn't had to work super hard for. All the other jobs in late night cafes and other stores were already taken up by other students. You don't think you'll be able to get another job as convenient after this one.

"You're so naive you know that? Your little owner has live footage of every single place he owns. I just destroyed the recorded one. Chances are he already knows about what you've done by now and is probably sending his men over. Especially after seeing me there. He must be losing his marbles after that." He snickered as if he made the funniest joke a homosapien could think of.

"I don't understand you for the most part but mainly you're saying the I'm fired right? And Mr Choi knows I'm a fucking murderer?"

"Essentially yeah." He agreed before continuing "But you're not really a murderer, right?"

"Um not right. I quite literally killed someone." You sniffled. Still determined to not cry until that body is no more. Even though you didn't think you even deserved to cry.

"So what? You just killed someone. That doesn't make you a murderer. A killer is someone who kills, whether by intent or not. A murderer is someone who kills with a motive in mind. You didn't mean to kill that guy, it just happened. Even though he definitely deserved it. If you knew even half the things that asshole has done, you wouldn't even care that you killed him."

"I doubt that." You rolled your eyes at him. How could he even think you wouldn't care after taking the life of someone? Sure he wasn't a good person. But now what about his daughter? What if she was still waiting for the jelly beans he was meant to get her? "I'm sure his daughter would care that I killed him." You whispered in a small voice, not trusting your voice right now.

"What daughter?" He asked as if he was genuinely confused. "He doesn't have a daughter. If he said that to you, he was lying."

Well now that was shocking. "Are- are you sure?"

"Do you seriously still doubt me?" He rolled his eyes with more force than necessary.

"Well then what about a wife? Or a significant other or something you know?" You just wanted to know that no one would be affected as much by his death. Maybe it was selfish for you to do so.

"I mean he does have a wife. But she runs an illegal organ trafficking business. So I wouldn't feel too bad for her if I were you."

Alright so this was more shocking. You were too stunned to speak. Who even were these people? And wait how did he know about all these? He wasn't involved in any organ trafficking businesses right? There was only one way to find out. "So not to offend you or anything but are you too, perhaps, I don't know... involved in such things?" Your question was full of hesitation and he probably knew that too from your tone.

"Yes. And I'm looking for the perfect moment to strike and take your eyes out with a can opener." He didn't crack a smile at that and looked dead serious, not even blinking and just looking straight at the dark road ahead. He looked so scary, for the first time that night.

"You should've just done that before I cleaned all that blood then." You said solemnly. Was this going to be the way you die? With your eyes scooped out with a can opener? On a pitch black, uninhabited mountain? You were on the verge of crying when he laughed again.

"You didn't think that I was actually being serious right?" His eyes crinkled into twin crescent moons, the same as the one you could see up in the inky sky from the side mirror of his car.

"Yeah I did actually." You whispered to yourself as he continued to laugh. "So you don't do that organ stuff right?" You asked again, just to be sure.

"God no! That's too grotesque even for us. We're more into strategic businesses if you know what I mean."

"I don't know what you mean." You replied. Who were 'us'? What even was a 'strategic business'? Did he work in finance or something? Probably not.

"It's okay. I'd rather not tell you."

"Why?" The question slipped your mouth before you had the chance to stop it.

"Because then I'll have to kill you." He whispered in that scary, serious voice of his. You knew by now that he was probably just joking again.

"Can you not joke about killing me all the time?" You rolled your eyes.

"Who said I was joking?" He looked at you instead of the road just as you felt the whole car vibrate staggeringly.

"What the fuck was that!?" You panicked.

"Uh just a big rock or something." He shrugged.

"Well then maybe can you pay attention to the road instead of staring at me creepily at random times!?" You shouted.

"Jeez calm down. I already knew we couldn't avoid the rock. It was too huge. So I just let it be. And it's called gazing alright, not 'creepily staring'."

He explained calmly while wrapping the hand at the back of your seat and driving with only one freaking hand. And he looked so relaxed too for some reason.

Oh okay so he was parking the car in between two huge trees. "We're here. Come on." You followed him out of the car and you could see a bright place up ahead. You could also hear the sound of fire crackling.

"Gosh I really don't wanna go near that asshole's feet again. They stink so bad." He gagged dramatically. His personality honestly gave you whiplash. You both reluctantly carried the man into the warehouse-like building which burned brighter than your future.

"Come on just leave him here." He threw the man on the cobblestone ground and started walking back to the car leaving you utterly confused. "You coming or what?" He looked back at you as he noticed you not following him.

"A- aren't we supposed to do anything?" You questioned while glancing between the body and him.

He sighed deeply and walked back to you. "Do you want to see that man's body burn in above a 1000 degree celsius?" He questioned you while grabbing both of your shoulders. You shook your head in a silent 'no'. "That's what I thought." He smiled at you again and walked you back towards the car with a hand wrapped around your shoulders.

"Won't the police know anything?" You questioned ten minutes into the drive.

"Not a chance sweetheart." He winked at you shifting his gaze from the road towards you for the umpteenth time that night while you looked out of the window at the dark trees with a blank stare.

"Won't Mr Choi report me to the police if he knows I killed someone?"

"Unless he's an absolute idiot, no he won't. Besides he doesn't even have any evidence against you. But trust me, he won't even go to the police in the first place. Just don't go around that store now for a few days, alright?"

"Are you sure his body will be gone?"

"Absolutely. Now that we're down the mountain, there are absolutely no traces of the crime you accidentally committed tonight." So that man really was gone huh? Because of you?

"Thank you." Your voice barely coming out.

"Why are you thanking me? I should be thanking you." He chuckled. What?

"Uh what?" Your throat hurt from how hoarse your voice was.

"I mean, you did kill my target for me so thanks I guess. Although I would've gotten the job done far more cleanly. Obviously. We wouldn't even need to go all the way up there. Just one touch and he would've gotten a heart attack then and there. But it's fine I don't blame you, it was your first kill after all!" He exclaimed as if that was a good news. "So now... my place or yours?"

The news didn't even phase you anymore. You looked at the neon digital clock in the car as it showed 4:27 a.m. in block letters. You definitely wouldn't be able to make it to uni today. You hadn't even completed your essay on playwriting and dramaturgy that was due today. And finally you burst into tears for the second time that night.

"My place it is then." 

A/N: If you've made it this far, thanks a lot for reading. Any kind of feedback and comments are much much appreciated!

《You're trembling so much》

[Skz Hyunjin, R18 oneshot]

Pairing: Dom! Hyunjin x Sub fem!reader

Note: Image(s) is not mine and credit goes to its original owner.

Summary: You were made to open wide in front of a mirror.

"Princess, you're fidgeting a lot. What's wrong?" Hyunjin asked teasingly, pretending to be oblivious to the situation. Just several hours ago, he woke you up by sucking hard on your inner thighs. And the result was you feeling horny after being left numerous hickeys by him. You spent the morning yearning for Hyunjin but he was being a tease, enjoying how you suffer. "Jinnie, I-I feel so n-needy, help me please..." You rubbed your core against his leg, hoping to relieve yourself but to no avail.

"Naughty princess, do you already want my dick?" You nodded obediently. "But I won't give it to you today. You know exactly why." Hyunjin's voice was gruff as he whispered into your ear, making you shiver. "Even though you said you'd tell me everytime you masturbate...you didn't, did you?" He gave you a stern look and said, "I know it might be embarrassing. But I want to know everything about you..."

"Including your personal pleasure time." You blushed deeply at his bold remark and looked away. "So from now on, you have to keep your promise, okay?"

"Okay, Jinnie."

"You said you did it the last two days, right? Who were you thinking about to do so many perverted things?" He tilted your chin to look at him, earning a gasp from you. "I wonder if you will feel even more pleasure if you play with yourself...while your Jinnie watches?" He bombarded you with questions, wanting to hear your thoughts.

"There's a mirror over there, so...let me see you play with yourself in front of that mirror." Then, both of you were both seated on your bedroom floor in front of your full length mirror, you between Hyunjin's legs with both of your legs propped up by Hyunjin's own.

"Hmmm, now let's open both legs." Hyunjin growled as he spread his legs in order to spread yours, opening you up. The mirror situated in front of you reflected back how needy you were—all flushed skin with sweat dripping between your legs. Now, he could see clearly how wet you are through your panties.

"First, start by touching yourself over your panties. Trace your fingers...where that naughty wet spot is." You slowly placed your fingers over your core and a fire is lit up immediately in your stomach.

"Come on now...do it looking at my face in the mirror." Hyunjin grabbed your chin and turned it to face the mirror. "Look closely, your face when you're doing naughty things is so pretty." You peered at the mirror and gaped shortly at the lustful sight of yourself. But you didn't notice your hand had stopped moving.

"Princess, did I tell you to stop rubbing? Come on, continue to make your panties even more soaked." Hyunjin mumbled in a sweet and sultry voice. "Hey, look...the wet spot is getting bigger, eh? I wonder if a lot of love juice has started to flow out..." He grumbled as he licked at the nape of your neck and scraped his teeth against the soft skin there. He didn't miss how your erotic juice began to drip on the floor.

"Geez...you're just dying to touch your pussy directly, aren't you?" He said in a mocking tone.

"May I touch my pussy, please? Try asking me like that."

"Princess, you know you have to do it looking straight into my eyes, don't you? Say it one more time."

"Jinnie, m-may I t-touch my pussy p-please?" You could barely make out your words in the midst of your pleasure.

"Good girl. I'll reward you by taking off your panties for you." There was a string of wetness from your panties. You could see Hyunjin licking his lips and the seductive look he gazed upon you. "Princess, before you touch your pussy...open it wide with both hands and let me have a good look." You being the obedient girl you are, opened the most sensitive part of your body slowly. "I can see all the way inside your pussy. How naughty." He used one of his hands to pull at the skin where your inner thigh met your core to open you up even more. It was so that he could see the pink wetness of yourself glistening with your arousal.

"Thanks, princess. You can touch now." You gasped and shuddered as you inserted your index and middle finger on your swollen clit and began to stroke yourself gently. (So hot.) Hyunjin thought as he watched your two fingers brushed teasingly at the hood of your clit as you stroked around the places where you felt good. "The wet sounds are louder than before. So I'm guessing you're really excited now?" He spoke abruptly and removed your hand from your clit. You moaned at the sudden loss of friction and pouted.

"Aww, you are so cute...C'mon, don't be sad. It's my turn to play with it more." He hummed into your ear. You tried to squeeze your legs shut in order to give yourself some much needed friction, but Hyunjin wasn't having any of it.

"Nah ah," He reprimanded you with a light slap to your inner thigh. "You take what I give you. If you're a good princess, I'll give you what you have always wanted…" As if to demonstrate his meaning, he gave your swollen clit a small tap with his index finger and watched through the mirror as you shook and moaned heavenly. (He is being such a tease again, I am sure of it.)

"Now, where should I start?" Hyunjin pondered and tweaked your clit with his fingers. "Maybe here?" He rolled your clit in a tight circle and you panted at the throb of pleasure that slipped through you. "Hmm, what about here?" Both of his hands spread your pussy wide apart and he chuckled as your pussy twitched. Then the index finger of his left hand grazed over your throbbing opening.

"J-Jinnie!" You moaned and tried to thrust against his finger to make him slip inside. It was no use. "Jinnie please!" Another chuckle. "Alright, I guess I'll be nice…" Hyunjin watched as one of his hands left your core to form an underhand grip on your thigh to pull your legs further apart and also to steady your position, while the first two fingers of his other hand went to gently caress the sides of your pussy. "Ahnnn~~" A whine escaped from your lips. This small touch alone might have been enough to send your reeling.

"Come on, you're not even close, princess." Hyunjin grinned and proceeded to move those two fingers in an up and down motion, effectively jerking off your pussy. As your eyes rolled back, you threw your head back to rest on Hyunjin's shoulder. He continued jerking you off until you came.

"You came huh? It's a mess inside too...inside here also feels good, right?" Hyunjin sounded ecstatic as he watched you become even more soaked than you were before. He started his jerking motions once again and you nearly fainted. "J-Jinnie, please stop! I can't take it anymore! Please..." You whined as your thighs began to quiver with the amount of raw pleasure you were given.

"You're trembling so much, princess. As always, you like it deep, right? Since you just came, your pussy's more sensitive now. I'll keep touching you where it feels best deep inside...so you can go ahead and cum whenever you want." That was before he plunged two fingers knuckle deep into your quivering warmth.

"Ahnnn~~ I-I love you so much...Jinnie!" You rode on top of Hyunjin's fingers over and over again in time with his thrusts, moaning out his name and encouraging him to keep doing you faster, harder, right there. Baby," He groaned against her ear. "Princess, you look so sexy like this. All spread open for me with my fingers inside you while your pussy drips down over my hand and onto our floor." He said his last word before curling his fingers inside you and you finally reached your climax.

"You came again..." He looked at you twitching in a pool of your own cum, breathing ragged and head spinning. This view brought out the lustful side of Hyunjin. Oh boy.

"Princess, at the beginning...I said I wouldn't give you my dick today...but I'll put it in for you after all. I'll make you cum a lot with my dick too." He placed a soft kiss on your forehead and cuddled you.

"Let's rest for now...we'll continue later, though I wonder how many times you'll end up cumming today..."

~The end~

just in case | hhj

pairing: hyunjin x (gn) reader.

wc: 8.6k

genre: fluff. angst. suggestive. romcom. office au. valentine’s day au. coworkers to lovers. slight enemies to lovers.

warnings: alcohol, heavy making out, a both snarky and unreliable narrator, all around just inappropriate behaviour for a workplace (but what else would you expect from an office au lmao.)

summary: your valentine’s day plans of bad cable and a bottle of wine take an unexpected turn, as when leaving the office you witness a completely different side of your least favourite coworker, hwang hyunjin. perhaps valentine’s day really does hold a little bit of magic.

a/n: this is so disgustingly late, frankly i’m ashamed. but life and such, you know how it is. this is for the sweet treats from skz event hosted by @districtninewriters. hope you all enjoy, and i’d recommend checking out everyone else’s works!! also i lowkey resent this fic for how long it has taken me, so i hope it’s okay.

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pairing: idol!hwang hyunjin x influencer!reader, idol!lee felix x best friend!reader.

genre: social media!AU, strangers-ish-to-lovers, fluff, slow burn, female reader.

warnings: some swearing, mention of drinking.

summary: unexpectedly, felix brings his childhood best friend into his members’ life. hyunjin is quick to take a liking for this new person.

status: complete.

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pairing: hyunjin x fem!reader (afab)

genre: sick!fic. idol!hyunjin. hurt/comfort. angst. fluff. reader pov. established relationship.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. mild thematic elements. hospital visit. this one's got angst in it. reader is sick (with a sprained ankle). hyunjin is worried af, as he should be lmao. reader has low self-esteem w/her dancing abilities, and has difficulty opening up about how she truly feels. pet names (affectionately). toothe-rotting fluff.

word count: 6.3k (yikes got carried away with this one wtf)

summary: it's been proving to be very difficult to keep the dance class that you take three times a week a secret from your boyfriend hyunjin. and the lies only become even harder to tell when you suddenly hurt your foot during class one night.

a/n: originally, i was planning on posting this yesterday as a kind of valentine's day gift for you guys, but then uni homework raw-dogged me like a total bitch and i got fucked over with a horrible migraine later in the night... i love my life!!! 😊 anyways, this was really fun to write- i FUCKING ADORE SOFT HYUNJIN!!! 😭 thanks for requesting, @hyungenie5... i hope this little piece of writing is to your liking, and thanks for your support~ 🤍

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The dance class was supposed to remain a secret. No one - not even your boyfriend Hyunjin - was supposed to know that you were taking it until it was long over in the summer. By the end of the class, you hoped that your skills would improve immensely and that you’d be able to join your boyfriend in the studio some time to dance with him. 

 But unfortunately, those grand plans all came to a halt late one Friday night. 

 When you were practicing a certain twirl that had been giving you a hard time for the past week. For some reason, one of the laces of your sneakers had come undone. And this prompted you to trip over it when you suddenly came out of the spin. 

 You landed on the ground in a heap of limbs, clenching down hard on your jaw at the feel of a sharp pain shooting through your left ankle. The ache was agonizing, and it took everything in you to not scream out in anguish at the feeling that had quickly exploded inside your ankle. 

 Soon, your classmates rushed over and helped you off of the floor and onto a nearby bench, where your teacher took a look at your foot.

 “It doesn’t look too bad, it’s just a bit swollen from the impact,” she said, peering up at you, a sheen of sweat glistening across her exposed forehead. It was sweltering in the practice room at the gym where you were taking the lessons, and everyone crowding around you was out of breath from the routine that the class had been practicing tirelessly for the last month or so. “I’d advise you to keep off of it as much as you can for the next few days and ice it every night. Don’t come into class Monday and instead give it a rest, and it should be better by the next session on Wednesday.” Your teacher instructed you, before giving your knee a gentle squeeze and going back to a group of students who needed her advice on a certain move. You had class every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday late in the night, but surprisingly, the sessions were always packed with wannabe dancers, even late into the night. It just proved how many people desperately wanted to become better dancers. And you were one of those ‘people.’ 

 “Can you make it to your car alone?” One of your classmates asked. You looked up at Yejun, offering her a smile that quickly turned into a grimace of pain. You had met her soon after you started the class, and the two of you had grown closer over the past few months. 

 But no one knew who you were dating - who your boyfriend of three years was. They couldn’t know, otherwise, that would jeopardize everything Hyunjin did for work and your entire livelihood. So, you mostly stayed silent about the intimate details of your personal life with everyone else and opted to talk about the surface-level things in your life.

 “Yeah, I don’t think I can do it,” you laughed in a humorless kind of way. Without another word, Yejun was picking up the large duffle bag that you always brought with you to practice. Then, she was slipping an arm around your waist and leading you out of class and through the spacious gym. It was still relatively busy even for it being so late in the night on a Friday.

 “You promise that you’re gonna rest?” She rose a black, perfectly-manicured eyebrow your way as you shuffled out of the main doors of the gym. 

 And even though you had only known her for a few months, she could get a pretty good read on you. How you didn’t like asking people for help and how you tended to bottle things up all of the time. You had done such a thing since you were a very little girl, and you supposed there was no changing the way your mind was built. Even still, this aspect of your personality drove Hyunjin insane. He’d pry and pry and pry for you to tell him what was truly wrong with you, and it’d take more than just a few kisses and gentle words to finally get you to talk. It didn’t matter who you were with - who you were talking to - you just… couldn’t talk about really personal stuff most of the time. 

 “Yeah, yeah- I’ll rest all this weekend.” You rolled your eyes at Yejun as you stopped just in front of your car. You pulled out your keys, unlocking the doors before throwing your duffle bag into the backseat. 

 “Okay, well… drive safe and take it easy, yeah?” She mumbled, pulling you into a gentle hug, and you gave her a quick pat on the back before pulling away. “See you on Wednesday?” 

 You flashed her a playful wink, “Sure thing!” You waved her off as you slipped into the driver’s seat of your car. Your friend returned the gesture before she turned around and jogged back into the gym. 

 As soon as she was out of sight, you let out the moan of misery that you had been holding in for the last few minutes. The pain seemed to shoot through your ankle in quick increments, traveling up the length of your leg and pooling in your knee. 

 Holding onto the steering wheel with a death-like grip, you took a few deep breaths. The ache wouldn’t be this bad forever. You just needed to ice it. Just follow what your teacher told you to do, and you’ll be fine. You said all of these things and more to yourself inside your head as you turned your key in the car's socket and the car’s ignition roared to light. 

 Just get home and get in bed, and then everything will be alright. 

 But everything was not alright. 

 This was made so apparent when you stood in front of your apartment door and the remembrance dawned on you that Hyunjin had the entire weekend off. So that meant that he would be home earlier than he usually would be on a Friday night. And since it was a quarter-past-eleven at night, he was sure to be home.

 Fuck. 

 It had already been an entire production getting out of your car and into your apartment’s elevator, what with your limping form and all. But now you had to face your very own boyfriend, who wasn’t even aware that you were taking a dance class in the first place. You wanted it to be a surprise for him. You had always been self-conscious about your dance skills ever since you were a little girl. 

  And then you went ahead and started dating one of the best dancers in all of the Kpop industry. As a consequence, your self-esteem in the dancing department tanked astonishingly low. You’d regularly join Hyunjin in the studio late at night at the company, and sometimes he’d try to teach you some of Stray Kids choreo. But most of the time, you made a complete fool of yourself, and instead opted to just watch him from the sidelines. Watch in silence, offering praise when you could, about how perfect his angles were, how amazing his technique was, and how his flow and rhythm were impeccable with the music. 

 Meanwhile, deep inside your mind, you were playing the same thought over and over again; why can’t you just be a better dancer like him? Why can you just not suck at it, for once in your damn life? He probably thinks your horrible, and he’s right… no wonder why he stopped offering you teach you. 

 But in the new year, finally feeling fed up from always feeling shitty when your boyfriend would show you a video of his dance practices, or when you’d watch him in the studio, you decided to sign up for the beginner's contemporary dance class at your local gym. 

 It was daunting, at first, to go by yourself without knowing anyone there, but soon, you got used to the feeling and genuinely started to enjoy your time spend in the studio. It was hard work, that was for sure, but you liked the idea of finally finishing it in the early spring and then surprising your amazingly-talented dancer boyfriend with the choreo that you had learned and practiced tirelessly for the past few months, unbeknownst to him. 

 To keep the class a secret from Hyunjin, you had lied and told him that you were going to the local gym and lifting weights. And it wasn’t a complete lie, because technically, you were at the gym. You just weren’t lifting any weights. 

 Nevertheless, Hyunjin had been hesitant about the idea. Especially since you would be coming and going so late at night. At first, he had protested against it because of how many creeps could be hanging around the gym that late at night. He didn’t want you willingly putting yourself in any danger from being out so late alone. But, after much negotiation and pleading on your part, you had managed to convince him to be okay with it. And then, you were off… attending the class three times a week and absorbing the lessons like a little ocean sponge out in deep sea waters. 

 You gathered up all of the courage you still had inside of you as you shuffled across the apartment’s threshold. A couple of the lights were left on in the living room, and dim classical music was filtering out through the nearby room to the right of you. Hyunjin’s art studio. The two of you had chosen this specific apartment to rent out because it offered two bedrooms, and the space that he wanted to make his office had an amazing, large bay window that showcased a huge portion of Seoul's cityscape. The view in there was breathtaking and was the key inspiration for a lot of his recent art pieces. 

 A sigh of relief fled from your lips as you dropped your duffle bag down on the nearby dining room table and made to get some ice for your foot. Your entire body was sticky from your dried sweat, and you longed to hop into the shower for a nice cool-off. Just as soon as you ice your ankle. 

 Just as you were filling up a small plastic bag of ice, you heard a door open behind you. Then, in a few beats, you felt two long arms wrap around your waist from behind. If you weren’t in so much pain at that moment, you would’ve been happy to feel Hyunjin’s presence at your back. But mostly, you just felt exhausted and irritable. And these were two things that didn’t mix well together.

 “Welcome home, sweetheart,” he muttered, as he leaned down with his tall frame to pepper gentle kisses against your shoulder. “How was your workout?” 

 “Fine, I guess.” You said in a slightly-dismissive tone, as you finished filling up your baggie with ice. 

 “And why in the world are you filling up a plastic bag with ice?”

 Your heart dropped into the pit of your stomach at his question. Because in your state of discomfort and exhaustion, you hadn’t thought out the lie that you would have to tell him for why you could barely fucking walk. And you definitely couldn’t tell him to the extent that the pain was at. But there was no getting around the fact that you had hurt yourself, so better to tell a small white lie than ignore it entirely. 

 “I, uh- kinda hurt my foot when I was working out with weights tonight, but I’m okay.” You said, trying to keep your voice light and airy. 

 Immediately as the words fell from your lips, Hyunjin was turning you around. His eyes raked over your face, assessing your neutral expression before flitting down to the rest of your body. Like he’d be able to see any other injuries you hadn’t told him about if he looked hard enough. 

 “Are you sure you’re okay?” His brows were furrowed in worry, the concern blatantly shining in his dark brown eyes. His fingers brushed across your cheek, before tucking a few stray, sweaty strands of your hair behind your ear. 

 You gave him a soft smile, leaning up to ruffle his fluffy, peachy-pink hair a little bit. “Yes babe, I’m fine.” 

 “Then, you should rest and use the ice pack.” 

 You gave him a sardonic grin, “That’s what I was trying to do before you stopped my plans and started to grill me with questions.” 

 He slipped his arms from your hips and reluctantly stepped away from your frame to allow you space to continue your routine. But not before he leaned down into you with his towering form and pressed a gentle kiss against your lips. And if your foot didn’t currently hurt like a bitch, you probably would’ve melted into his embrace and let him hold and kiss you for a long time after that. Instead, you just felt like a sweaty ball of painful shit and wanted to hop into bed as soon as possible. 

 “I’ll be in my office if you need anything…” Hyunjin’s delicate voice stayed with you in the kitchen, as he trekked back to the door to his office. 

 You quickly grabbed a kitchen dish towel to use to wrap around your bag of ice. “Alright. I’m going to take a quick shower and then head to bed.” 

 “I’ll be there in a little while,” your boyfriend said, and when you looked up at him, he was giving you this sweet, pure look of devotion. But it was also mixed with a tad bit of unease. He never did like the idea of you being injured in any way. “Try to get some rest, yeah?” 

 “Sure, baby,” you flashed him a wink, “but only if you come to bed relatively early tonight.” It seemed like he was always slipping into bed late these days… curling up behind you well past three in the morning. He proclaimed that it was only because inspiration struck him the strongest late into the night, and while you weren’t one to stand between an artist and their craft, there had to be a better solution for inspiration than ruining his entire sleep schedule.

 “I'll sure try, sweetheart.” Hyunjin’s soft voice followed behind you, as you made your way to your shared bedroom. 

 At least you weren’t the only one who told lies in the relationship. 

 The next day, your foot hurt like a literal bitch all day long. The pain wasn’t too bad after you first woke up, and upon icing it for a little while, it felt somewhat better. But then you went about the apartment doing the chores that you usually did every Saturday, and the discomfort returned tenfold. 

 At one point, it was so bad that when you sat down on the living room couch for a few minutes to give it a rest, you could barely get up again. And when you untucked your sock after lunch, you noticed how your left foot was looking a little… discolored. Some parts of your ankle were grayed, and a tiny bit of swelling was present too. But you had hurt it in dance, so that was to be expected. 

 You tried to hide the agony that you were in from your boyfriend, but being the perceptive man that he was, he automatically picked up on it. After all, he had become attuned over the years to understanding when you were feeling shitty since it took you so long to admit to him how you were feeling. Throughout the day, he’d ask you if you were okay and force you to sit down for a few minutes to ice the hurting foot. 

 But it was after dinner that he finally decided to put his foot down about the whole thing. He had dragged you over to the living room couch, practically throwing you onto the plush cushions before plopping down beside you. 

 “And what gives you the right to think you can throw me around like your own personal rag doll?” You asked, playfulness dripping from your tone. You turned to him and rose a quizzical eyebrow his way as he turned on the tv and flipped through Netflix to find a movie to watch. The usual thing that you two liked to do every Saturday night; was curl up on the couch and get all cozy with each other. The movie nights either ended in one of two ways, cuddling until you both fell asleep right then and there, or making out and soon traveling into the bedroom for a long night of fun. 

 “I’m forcing you to take a break, that’s what I’m doing,” he leveled you with a serious face, a slight frown pulling his mouth downwards. 

 You folded your arms across your chest defensively, “I don’t need a break, babe. I’m fine.” 

 “Oh yeah? Well then, I guess I’ve just been imagining all of the pained faces that you’ve been making all day, or that perpetual furrow in your brow that you always get when you’re holding something in?” Hyunjin said, voice completely flat. Just then he reached out to you, wrapping a long arm around your waist and yanking you close to his side before tucking a fuzzy blanket around the two of you. 

 “I’m not furrowing my brows.” You said defensively, even though you had given up on fighting him any longer. Honestly, you were a little too tired from all of the hurt and activity of the day to care. So you snuggled deeper against him, slinging your arms around his waist and breathing in his scent of fresh linen and sweet roses. “And besides, the apartment needed cleaning. A bad foot wasn’t going to stop me from completing my mission.” You had taken some pain medication soon after lunch, but since it was late into the night, it had worn off. You’d have to take some before you went to bed, but it didn’t seem to help that much, since you had still been in pain even after taking it in the middle of the day.

 “Just shut up and relax, will ya?” Your boyfriend all but grumbled, as he finally selected some random thriller to watch. You hid your smile behind your blanket as you felt him lean down and press a few kisses atop the crown of your head. “Just want you to feel better, my love…” 

 You turned your head up on his shoulder so that you were staring right into his expressive dark-brown eyes. “And I already do feel better just with your kisses alone.” A smirk spread across your mouth, as you leaned into him and your mouths met again in a soft kiss. 

 Your boyfriend motioned with his head to the flashing tv screen in front of the two of you, “Now, let’s focus on the movie so that you can get your mind off of the discomfort.” 

 A few giggles escaped from deep inside of you at his serious tone. He truly did care a lot about you and your well-being. And so that’s why you didn’t want to tell him how bad the pain was. Because you knew that as soon as you told him, he’d get himself all worked up into a tizzy and obsess over your health until you were back to one-hundred-and-twenty percent. Would practically nurse you back to health, ignoring all of his other duties at the company until he could confirm with his own two eyes that his girlfriend was feeling much better than before. 

 So you stayed silent, refraining from revealing to him how much agony you truly were in from your foot alone. You turned your attention to the movie in front of you. 

 And the feel of his long, muscular arms wrapped around your waist and squeezing slightly, the comforting sense of his warm body just beside yours, did wonders to the pain. It worked better than any of the medicine in the entire world, and you soon found yourself completely ignoring and forgetting the ache that was shooting through your foot and up into your veins and instead was basking in the feel and smell of your very loving boyfriend. 

 “Sweetheart, do you want to stop and take a rest for a minute?” Hyunjin asked you in a gentle voice the next day. What with it being Sunday and since the two of you were still off from work, you had decided to spend the day out on the town - shopping around. 

 You two had already eaten a sweet breakfast of pastries and coffee at a local cafe and were currently walking the streets of Hongdae, in search of a matching set of hoodies that fit both of your styles perfectly. So far, you had had no luck at the boutiques that you had already searched. The fuzzy hoodies were either too frilly or too plain...

 You shook your head vehemently, “No, I’m fine… don’t worry about me.” But you knew you telling him that would only make him worry even more. Since your foot only hurt even worse when you woke up early that morning. The pain throbbed up your leg now, and it felt like somehow was grasping harshly at your left ankle bone every time you walked on it, rattling the thing bitterly. 

 You were practically limping pathetically at your boyfriend's side, desperate hands clutching at his arm to stop you from completely toppling over into a pile of weak limbs right there. Because that’s what you were feeling at that exact moment; weak. 

 Hyunjin ran a frustrated hand through his peachy-pink locks, an exasperated sigh flooding from his lips, “I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to us going out today-” He started to grumble beside you. 

 Just then, the two of you stepped over a particular area of sidewalk that was somewhat cracked in the middle. And of course, your left shoe - your bad foot - just had to get caught in the tiny space there. Immediately, your body hurled to the ground as you grasped for your boyfriend. Thankfully, he caught you just in time before you hit the asphalt, pulling you up onto your feet again. 

 And when you stood straight once more, the agony only intensified even more so. Feeling so overwhelmed by it, and so, so weary with sudden despair, a tiny cry escaped past your lips as your legs gave out from underneath you. Toppling onto the ground in a heap of exhaustion, the tears were freely flowing down your cheeks. 

 Hyunjin was already crouching at your side, one arm wrapped around your waist. “Darling, what’s wrong-” He began, the worry seeping from his tone. 

 “It’s hurts, Hyunjin… like, a lot…” You managed to get out in between your sobs. Your vision was blurry from your tears, cheeks warm to the touch at the embarrassment of feeling others' eyes on you as they passed by on the street. 

 But not another word needed to be spoken, as you were soon being lifted into your boyfriend’s arms. And a moment later, he was gently placing you down on a nearby bench. 

 He was then crouching in front of your feet, gently grasping at your left foot and holding it out to him slowly. “Can I take a look at it, sweetheart?” He asked you with all of the tenderness in the world. The look in his eyes then- one of pure apprehension and heartache did something funny to your heart and only made you cry even harder. You nodded your head in silent approval. 

 Heart beating wildly inside your chest, you waited, and watched in bated since, as your boyfriend gingerly slipped off your thin sneaker. With thin, nimble fingers, he slid your baby-blue sock down and off of your foot. 

 And the moment he saw what lay underneath, he gasped audibly. Your foot was steadily turning purple and blue and was swollen all around the ankle. Eyes completely focused on your foot, Hyunjin turned your foot from either side, inspecting it diligently. 

 Finally, after what felt like an eternity of looking at it, he stared up at you with wide eyes. The heartbreaking look in them told you all you needed to know- the way that his lips slightly fell open in his surprise, jaw clenching in anger. “B-Baby, has it looked like this since you got home from the gym on Friday?” His fingers gently swept over the bone that was slightly protruding out to the side near your ankle. 

 The tears had begun to slow down, leaving wet trails down either of your heated cheeks. Sniffling, you meekly nodded your head yes in answer. “Why? Is it that bad?” 

 A deep crease formed between his dark brows, and his blush-pink hair blew in the cool February breeze that suddenly swept across the streets at that moment. “Sweetheart, this looks really- really bad,” his eyes flitted down to your foot again, which he was still holding in one of his palms. “I’ve seen a lot of injuries, and I know the signs… honey, I think you’ve sprained it.” 

 Your heart plummeted into the pit of your stomach. “W-What? But… how could that be? It’s not like I-” Your voice took on an incredulous tone, but before you could say anything else, your boyfriend was moving your foot again, turning it slightly so that he could slip your sock back on. You hissed in discomfort, biting down hard on your bottom lip to quell the moan that wanted to bubble up and out of you just then. The pain was unbearable. 

 Your boyfriend stood up from the ground, fitting two hands around your waist and helping you rise from the bench. He slipped an arm around your hips, securing you to his side as you slowly began to shuffle down the street, going backward from the way you had just come from. “C’mon, we gotta get you to the hospital.” He said, leading you two away from the shops that you had been at for the last few hours. 

 “Hospital? No- that’s not necessary, I just need to… rest at home, that’s all…” Your voice trailed off as another wave of pain throbbed through your tender foot. 

 Hyunjin leveled you with a glare. “It’s either you come with me willingly, or I carry you in my arms bridal style. Either way, you’re fucking going to the hospital.” The way he said the last of his words in that deathly-low tone sent a chill down your spine. Because you knew it all too well since he’d only use it on you when you were being particularly stubborn. And almost always, it was during a time when you weren’t taking any regard for your health, and Hyunjin had to force you to do the things necessary to practically stay alive. 

 “O-Okay…” You whispered. You struggled along beside him, fingers holding on tight to his thick brown winter jacket. “Just… don’t let go?” You stared up at him with big eyes, lip quivering a little bit from the pain of having to walk and put pressure on your bruised foot. 

 “Never, sweetheart.” He brought you closer to him then, practically wrapping both arms around your waist and helping you along the sidewalk as you slowly made your way back to his car. 

 “Well, you have a sprained ankle,” the nurse told you a few hours later. She was a rather short, petite-looking woman, with long, black hair swept up into a tight braid at the back of her head. “You’ll need to diligently rest for the next… four to six weeks. The doctor suggested using an ice pack for twenty minutes a few times a day, to help with the swelling.” 

 After you and Hyunjin had left Hongdae, it was only a matter of time before he found the nearest hospital and checked you into the Emergency Room there. After waiting for a little over an hour, you were finally called back into one of the exam rooms. It merely took the nurse and doctor one look at your ankle to confirm that it was sprained. After the doctor’s assessment, the nurse filed back into the room to hand you some paperwork to fill out. 

 During the entire visit, Hyunjin was sitting beside your hospital bed in a small chair, clutching onto your hand as you awaited the news of your diagnosis. He let out a sigh of relief at the news of it only being a sprain since he had been worrying that it was broken instead. 

 “And don’t walk on it,” the nurse continued, as she handed you a bottle of prescribed high-dosage pain medications. “I understand that it will be difficult to assimilate to a less active lifestyle for some time, but please remember that if you walk on it, doing so can put you at risk for horrible complications in the future and hinder you from achieving a full recovery.” 

 “I understand, thank you so much,” you said, giving her a soft smile as you fit the bottle of pain meds into your nearby purse. Your boyfriend was still clutching onto your hand, fingers squeezing a little too tightly as you positioned yourself back on the bed. 

 "I’ll give you two a few minutes, and then come back to assist you in checking out at the front desk.” The nurse returned your smile and bowed slightly at you and Hyunjin before making her way out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. 

 Immediately, your boyfriend turned to you with a deep frown. “And you’ve been walking on a sprained ankle for the past… three days.” He shook his head in disapproval, running a frantic hand through your hair. “Honestly, Y/N, I don’t understand why you do this to yourself- why you do it to me…” 

 Training your focus down at your lap, your fingers absently played with a loose strand from your thick winter sweater. “It’s not like I mean to not tell you stuff. It just… happens.” 

 “And you said you got this from lifting weights at the gym?” 

 His question forced your head to shoot up without you even thinking about it, eyes locking with his as he sat just beside you in his tiny vinyl chair. “Y-Yeah… I must’ve used the barbell wrong or something.” You laughed a little anxiously, heart beating painfully against your ribcage. 

 Because he couldn’t find out. It was downright embarrassing to think about him knowing you had been taking dance classes. But you also wanted to keep it a surprise for him, when you eventually performed your routine for him - not like that would happen anytime soon though, since you would be on bed rest for the foreseeable future. 

 Hyunjin brought his hand away from yours then, folding his arms across his chest stubbornly, crossing his legs together and giving you a knowing look. “I call bullshit. You don’t get a strained ankle from lifting a few pounds.” 

 “And how do you know that, mister?” 

 “Because I’ve seen the guys get injured from lifting before, but it never has to do with their ankles.” 

 “Well, maybe I’m the exception.” 

 “Cut the crap, sweetheart,” his voice came out a little cold just then, eyes raking over your form, studying your face to gauge your emotions at that moment. “Tell me what happened on Friday night.” 

 The embarrassment overtook you again, and you ripped your eyes from his. Focusing once more on your hands, you twisted the end of your sweater around your fingers. There wasn’t any use in keeping the ruse up any longer. It’s not like you’d be dancing the routine any time soon. So, you finally gave in and confessed to your boyfriend in a quiet mumble. 

 He leaned forward, tilting his body close to yours so that he could hear you better. “I didn’t hear that, love. Speak up.” 

 Clenching your fists in sudden annoyance, you stared at him, already feeling the crimson pooling in your cheeks. “I said- I was taking a dance class, okay?! And I fell and hurt my ankle- the instructor said it would be fine, but obviously, she isn’t a doctor…” 

 Silence filled the entire room after that, and it was charged with equal amounts of confusion and hurt. “Why in the world are you taking a dance class?” 

 “Because- I want to be good at dancing…” You exclaimed, staring into Hyunjin's eyes with what you hoped was a fierce expression. “I fucking suck at it- and- and you’re just so amazing, and I… I wanted to surprise you with a routine that I had learned all on my own. But then, I hurt myself, so that’s never gonna happen now.” 

 “Don’t say that.” 

 “Say what?” You canted your head to the side, watching as the emotions erupted across your boyfriend's face. First, it was anger, that you had kept such a secret from him for so long, then it was sadness, that you had felt the need to prove yourself in any way to him. 

 “Say that you suck at dancing,” he began, as he moved forward and clasped either of your hands in his. He brought them close to his mouth, lips hovering near your skin and pressing a few soft kisses to your knuckles. “You’re great at it, baby, don’t doubt yourself. And I was never amazing right off the bat. It took me a long time and lots of hard work to get where I am today.”

 “Yeah, but some people are just naturally born with it, and I don’t think I am. So… that’s why I was trying to improve.” You shrugged slowly, a zap of energy coursing through your veins each time Hyunjin pressed a fervent kiss against your hands. 

 “Well, I always think that improvement is good. But, there has to be a balance. You can’t simply ignore your health just because you want to get better at something.” Your boyfriend said in a calm voice, the warmth of it vibrating on your flesh and softening some hard part inside of you. “And besides, even if you weren’t born with the gift of dance - which I don’t believe to be true - there are still other gifts that you have that are unique and wonderful to you, baby. You shouldn’t compare yourself to me, or anyone else, for that matter.” 

 You gave him a frown, eyes locked on his mouth that kept nearing your knuckles and pressing kisses there. “I know, but… it’s just hard sometimes, you know? To be dating such a… talented man.” 

 A tiny sound of pain - of heartbreak - fled from Hyunjin’s mouth then, and suddenly, he was pulling you towards him. Fitting his arms around your waist, he squeezed on tight. In an instant, you melted into the touch, burrowing yourself into the crook of his neck and inhaling his calming, sweet scent. 

 “I’m so sorry that you’ve felt like this, sweetheart. I had no idea.” He mumbled close to your ear, imprinting a soft kiss against the exposed skin there. “How can I make it up to you, darling? How can I change things, so that you don’t think so poorly of yourself anymore?” 

 You positioned yourself away from him a tiny bit, offering him a light smile, “Babe, you don’t have to do anything for me. My low self-esteem when it comes to dancing isn’t your fault, so don’t worry about it.” 

 He leaned in, kissing your lips gently. “Yes, but I don’t like the thought of you feeling so down about your abilities…” his voice trailed off into silence, as he contemplated what he could do for you. “I know- I’m going to nurse you back to health, and when your ankle is completely healed, I’ll help you continue learning that dance routine from your class. How does that sound, love?” 

 You kissed him back, hot breaths mingling slightly in the passion of the moment. “I’d like that very much, but… don’t you have your schedules?” 

 Hyunjin waved a nonchalant hand in the air like he didn’t have so many people expecting high standards from him every single day. “I can still help you and do my job, baby- it isn’t rocket science.” 

 You contemplated his idea over in your head. You hadn’t liked him trying to teach you different dances in the past, but perhaps that was because of your issues and not because of his teaching. And now that your struggles with the thing were out in the open, you got the feeling that your boyfriend would be extra careful when teaching you - treat you extra gently when explaining certain moves. 

 “Okay, I like the idea,” you decided, nodding your head slowly in approval. A wide smile cracked across your lips as you stared at his face that was alight with happiness and contentment, “When do we start?” 

 “How does eight weeks from now sound? To give your ankle plenty of time to heal.” 

 Gently carding a few fingers through his light, peachy-pink silky locks, you bent into him, the smile still plastered onto your face as you gave his mouth another kiss which felt like the hundredth one in the last hour. “Sounds perfect.” You said, and soon he was smirking against your lips, before tightening his grip around your hips, yanking you ever closer to his form, and smashing his mouth against yours in a fiery, loving kiss. 

 Fin. 

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Hey loves, part I to "The Devil's Rose" may come out later than I intend it too, I have some issues going on. But!- 👀 I do have a quick summary of the story.

Felix, Chris, and Y/N make a visit to an old friend of theirs, Jisung, after a complicated interaction with spirits at an inn. Though it was unfortunate, Y/N did learn from Jisung that she has flaws in her medium abilities.

❗️❗️(Note: From the snippets post I made, some things have changed in the plot, but the overall storyline remains the same.) ❗️❗️

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Scarlet Red

Pairing: Hyunjin x Fem Reader

Summary: A young talented artist has caught your attention. Now you want nothing more than for him to be successful. (Non idol au)

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI due to adult content. Unprotected sex, fingering, and use of pet names.

Word Count: 6,200+ and some change

Author’s Note: The chokehold this man has on me right now. I hope you guys enjoy!

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𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: idol!hyunjin x reader

𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚: angst, hurt/no comfort

𝙎𝙎: 5

𝙏𝙒/𝘾𝙒: hurt/no comfort, no happy ending, Hyunjin is being mean but reader is standing up for themselves

⤷ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘏𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵.

⋮ 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

Ⓒ︎ 𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝗗𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵.