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Seungcheol one shot

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol x Female Reader

Genre: fluff

Word count: 2.5K

Warnings: no warning, since it's fluff

Author’s Note: So, the reader is desi, and meri jaan is an endearment word that means my love or my life, in Hindi. These two words sound so cute and beautiful. I imagined Seungcheol saying these two words and I almost malfunctioned lmao; hope you like this fluff, because it's his birthdayyyyyy.

happy Seungcheol dayyyy

happy reading :)

“Shua, it’s all done and now we just need to go pick this sulky baby. Jeonghan is with him, right?” I turned to look at Joshua who was checking the decorations. “Yes, you need to go.”

“I still wonder how the ac and the heater broke in Jeonghan’s apartment suddenly and that also today? God really planned something for these two today” Luna laughed all of a sudden at my words, “You are right, this trio is inseparable” She looked at Shua, and Shua just smiled.

“But thanks to them, we met each other right?” both me and Luna nodded at Tia’s words. I remember how Jeonghan was excited and nervous to break the news of him dating Luna, his co-worker. But by the time I started dating Seungcheol, Shua was already in a relationship with Tia.

“Tia saw more bromance than us” I looked at her, “enough talking about us, we need to check everything and it’s almost time, go get ready Nishi, you need to pick him up” I checked the cake one more time, I was really nervous with baking this cake, I can trust Luna in decorating the cake with cherries and icing because she bakes a lot and I love her baking.

“Go Nishi, you can’t be late” Luna came and gave me a hug, the bonding I formed over with her is something, makes me so happy here. Like having Seungcheol by my side is something I can never thank enough anyone for but having Luna as my bestfriend here, with whom I can share almost everything without feeling embarrassed, I just feel so happy. “Okay, okay” I saw Tia talking with Joshua, they looked happy. I smiled at them and went to change clothes, I brought. Sometimes, my clothes are in his closet and some of my essentials, because according to Seungcheol, why shouldn’t I leave my traces here when I’m already his, that doesn’t make sense but it makes sense to him. I walked towards the mirror after changing into the dress, I applied nude makeup and fixed my hair, I just kept it neutral and natural, he shouldn’t know that we are having any birthday party for him. it’s supposed to be a surprise party.

I walked down and saw three of them laughing at something, they turned to look at me. “oh woah, so domestic” I looked at Tia shyly, “please Tia”

“what? You look pretty.” I went to stand infront of her. Luna came and held my shoulders, “good luck with bringing him home and I just talked to Jeonghan, he said he is waiting for you because everything is settled up” I nodded.

“And don’t worry about anything else, we will manage everything. Just text in the group once you leave Jeonghan’s house.” I nodded at his words.

“Okay, so I kept cherries on the kitchen table and there’s frosti-

Luna didn’t let me complete, “go now” she pushed me towards the door. “and flower bouquets are right here so don’t worry about them as well, we will make this surprise, one of the best surprise Seungcheol ever got, okay” I nodded and smiled.

“I’m leaving then” I waved at them and went towards my car.

I started driving towards Jeonghan’s house. On the way, I was wondering what do I tell him? just tell him that I was passing by or just tell him I came because I missed him? how do I tell him without ruining, I need Jeonghan’s help. I need to tell him, I was up for some work and just returning and was on the way to buy something, making an excuse is driving me crazy, really.

I was trying to calm myself down, I called up Jeonghan, without second thought. he picked up in the first ring , “what excuse do I use? To bring you both home together?”

“I can tell him I want a sleepover at his house?”

“Yoon Jeonghan, god.”

“I know I am”

“You and your god complex, anyways you need to handle that. I will reach in few minutes. Once you see my car just come down and he can come after you”

“Okay” and he hung up.

After almost fifteen minutes, I pulled infront of Jeonghan’s apartment. I looked at the clock it showed me 11:20 pm. I sighed in relief. I dialed Seungcheol’s number.

“Don’t you want to go home or what? Or just stay with Jeonghan whole day.”

“Where are you?”

“wait for you, come out please” I sounded so normal,

“What are you doing here?” and here he goes with asking me, “and that also after 11pm” right this is kind of my first time picking him up at late night, it’s usually him but it’s fine to exchange roles for a day. “I’m just doing what you do. You didn’t take your car, you texted me this morning when we talked. So I thought I could give you a ride on the way back home.”

“Coming my love” I hung up the moment he said that word, god, my heart can never stop doing summersault whenever he calls me my love. This word have such an huge impact on me, he will never know it; he can never understand how insane my heart gets when he calls me ‘my love’

“So are you ready?” I almost got an heartattack the moment Jeonghan shut the door, “Jeonghan?!”

“what?”

“You scared me”

“Sorry Nishi, I didn’t mean to. I wanted to get inside the car before him.”

“Still, gosh”

“what did you tell him?” he asked me, “I told him I came to pick me up, since I am on my way to home.”

“Good, he was being lowkey sulky today since he thinks we are not celebrating his birthday”

“That’s something……..” I trailed off, “nice” and smiled at him. we high-fived each other and just laughed at eachother, Seungcheol was taking a bit of time, more like he was locking the door and everything, according to Jeonghan, he just gave him this work because he wanted to talk to me before Seungcheol gets in the car. I told him others prepared everything.

“But did your heater and ac got fixed?” I asked him, “yes, Seungcheol was complaining about it when he entered my house, like the cold air hit him like what” he started laughing about it.

I saw the door open, “Hey”

“Hi” and he sat and closed the door, “you came before me” Jeonghan just showed his smiled.

“How are you? I didn’t see you for days and who knew I would be picking you up while being on the way home”

“Awww, meri jaan” I abruptly stopped everything, I thought I was hearing things, ‘meri jaan?’ Seungcheol would never. I eyes widen in surprise, I felt like screaming, “He said meri jaan” I looked at Jeonghan and then Seungcheol back and forth, my mind couldn’t process anything, “Seungcheol!!!” I called out his name because I couldn’t hold back anymore, “he said meri jaan” Jeonghan repeated again, I couldn't believe my ears,

“what?”

“he said meri Jaan” this was Jeonghan repeating for the third time, and I was trying to get my shit together, he just can’t trigger me off with one word and wrap me around his fingers like this.

“What did you say?” I looked at him

“meri jaan” his eyes oh jesus christ, his tiny voice would make me lose my mind.

“meri jaan?” I repeated myself he nodded, “yes meri jaan” he should know these two hindi words can make anyone lose their mind and specially mine because yes, that’s my language and how am I supposed to deal with it. It’s his birthday in half an hour or something and he is making me lose my mind.

“Where would you learn that from?” Jeonghan asked Seungcheol, leaving my dumbfold,

“Where would you learnt that from??” I was in shock

“what do you mean, she calls me everytime?”

“No, I never called you meri jaan before” I just called him once, “It was just once!!” I felt so exposed, “She loves these words” I wanted to hide somewhere, he was exposing me infront of Jeonghan .

“But-But” I wanted to defend myself, he should know that him calling me, ‘meri jaan’ is something very, my mind just blank for a moment when he gave me a quick kiss all of a sudden. “You two, please let’s go home” I heard Jeonghan, this would count as his favorite act, because he never kissed me infornt of his friends till now. I was way too flustered to even start the engine, “Nishi, we need to go back home” I nodded, “Ye-yes”

I started driving towards his home, I checked the time, it was 11:28pm I took a deep breath before driving and I didn’t forget to text Joshua about it. I wanted to change the topic, “Jeonghan are you staying overnight with him today as well?”

“yes, I like his house” we burst out laughing, I was being very conscious the whole time, I was driving because the way he was stealing glances at me wasn’t helping me to concentrate, “were you at work?” I nodded, “I had overtime today” and the truth is I took a half day at work for him.

I stopped the car at the traffic, I looked at him once, he was talking to Jeonghan, the way he looks like my daylight, he lights up everything around me, he just made everything so better for me.

Seungcheol entering my life was the most life changing thing that happened to me. I never knew I could fall in love again like this and so beautifully with a person who would be my constant like this. His smiles are the reason I smile now, his words always find ways to me, to make me feel better when I am having a bad day. He just knows how I find home in him.

I started driving again and I made it by 11:50pm, we still have 10 minutes, before I let him inside.

“It’s late meri jaan” I turned my head to look at him, how can he say those words casually? “Seungcheol” I looked at him, I can’t explain how it alters my brain chemistry, I love it when he calls me meri jaan, I might get addicted at this point, and he is just…. Being adorable with that, “meri jaan” here he goes again….

“It’s late, are you sure you will drive back home right now? Why don’t you stay overnight?”

“Seungcheol, she can go back home, she can drive.” Jeonghan replied instead of me, I almost apologized Seungcheol for lying, how can he be so adorable. “Jeonghan, I can’t let her drive way back home at almost midnight, it’s not safe” he genuinely looked concerned which I felt he was; he was always this concerned for me about everything, for him my safety and comfort came first, never have I ever been treated like this.

“It’s okay cheol, I can manage” I just knew Jeonghan was trying to hold back his words and laugh.

“Or do you want me to drive you back? you already worked overtime today. I can drop you off”

“And then what about you? Who will drop you off?”

“I can stay with you” he smiled and gave me a quick peck.

“Seungcheol, enough let’s go inside” If Jeonghan didn’t speak I would've been lost in him, how can a human being be like this, “oh reminds me I need water, can I get some water then I’ll leave” he pouted, “sure, why not. Let’s go” I looked at the time, it was 11:58pm; didn’t know time flew that fast, we just barely exchanged words.

I parked my car and walked with him, he held my hands and I just smiled at him. I love the way we are, we just need to hold our hands to understand eachother.

Jeonghan stopped right before, “open the door Seungcheol rather than smiling at your girlfriend”

“Yoon Jeonghan you’re so annoying, you won’t even let me look at my Nishi, oof” The moment he opened the door, the clock struck at twelve.

“SURPRISE~” Joshua’s voiced echoed, I felt even his neighbors could hear Joshua’s voice

Seungcheol stopped where he was, “Happy birthday” me and Jeonghan said in unison.

“Let’s go inside” I held his hand, he looked so happy.

Luna switched on the lights, and Jeonghan gave her a hug.

“Guys, I didn’t expect… like thankyou so much”

“You deserve it all” Jeonghan said and gave him a hug, Joshua joined soon after that. Tia came to stand beside me, “they look so happy together” I nodded.

“OKAY YOU NEED TO CUT THE CAKE SEUNGCHEOL, NISHI BAKED IT” I looked at Luna, she ran to bring the cake.

The cake was fully decorated and it looked so cute, I loved the way Luna decorated it.

I lit up the candles, “time to make a wish” he closed his eyes and blew the candles.

“happy birthday Seungcheol”

Everyone looked so happy and the moment I saw him smiling at everyone, it felt like my life flashed right Infront of me, after he cut the cake and everyone ate it, although they urged me to the first one to eat, he fed others and he looked so happy.

I can never get tired of his smile, they heal me. everyone was talking and gave him gifts, that’s when I remembered, I kept his gift on his bedroom. I held his hand and took him to his bedroom, everyone else was teasing but I didn’t care. They just want to have fun.

“Nishi…” I dragged him inside his room. “Wait here” he looked at me, “this is my room” I nodded, “yes I know, so wait for a second” I went to the table, and brought the flowers and the gift.

Only the night-light was on, I walked towards him, “Happy birthday my everything” I gave him a quick peck and gave him the bouquet first, “thankyou meri jaan”

“Cheol” I pouted, “what?”

“I might get addicted to your ‘meri jaan’, do you know how harmful is it for me?”

“I might learn all the words for you now, meri jaan. Your language is beautiful” I shook my head, I can’t with this boyfriend of mine.

“here’s your birthday gift” I brought him a watch, he opened and looked happy, “thankyou so much”

“this is beautiful” he smiled at me, he suddenly held my waist and pulled me closer, “thankyou so much for everything” if I could I would just drown in his eyes, I put my arms around his neck, “meri jaan”

“See you called me, meri jaan”

“Because you are, you’re meri jaan” I kissed him after telling him, I just love him so much, I loved him more than I ever could.

“I love you.” I smiled at his words, “I love you too, Happy birthday my love” and then he kissed me.

and then I met you

[five]

Pairing: Jeonghan × fem reader × Seungcheol

Synopsis: Falling in love with bestfriend’s ex wasn’t something that Jeonghan planned.

Genre: angst, hurt/comfort

Word count: 2.2K

Warnings: mention of pregnancy.

Author’s Note: I just posted birthday fluff and then thought why not updating this as well ~

Happy reading ~

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Days passed by, Jia came back after two weeks and insisted to spend her weekends with her. Even if Jia wanted to stay with Aisha, she couldn’t because of her work she felt guilty but at the same time she was happy because of Jeonghan, he was still staying over with her. He was taking care of her and he takes her out occasionally and he even accompanies her to the doctor’s appointments. The only thing which was in Aisha’s regret was Seungcheol.

She was marking days, in her journal, today it completed her 13th week of pregnancy and she was excited but somewhere still wanted seungcheol back, it was almost a month ever since Jeonghan started staying with her.

“Do you need anything?” she shook her head, watching some random vidoes, she didn’t forget to check her dms of Seungcheol, how she sent him messages three days ago, asking how he is doing and she misses him. Suddenly she receives a message from Jia, saying she will be crashing tonight. She was happy and heard the doorbell ring, she wondered did Jeonghan come so quickly.

She went to open the door, without even checking in the peephole. “You are- her words stopped midway, her steps halted.

“Aisha” her mom and dad were standing infront of her, she remembers telling them she would get married to her boyfriend soon, and will arrange a formal meeting soon but after that, she never updated them about anything. Her mom came to hug her but Aisha was scared her mom will get to know about her pregnancy since she didn’t tell her mom.

“Aisha” she felt something in her words as soon as she let go of her. They entered the room, after her parents settled down in the living room, Aisha mom’s looked at her, “I think we need to talk” and she could guess what was coming. “Mom wait, let me give you a glass of water”

She gave them glasses of water and looked at them, she did miss them, but she couldn’t just bring herself to tell them what was going on in her life, she wasn’t sure how would they react, “why didn’t you tell me, that you were coming?”

“Aisha we need to talk” her mom was firm with her words, she didn’t even let her dad say a thing and got up from the sofa and dragged Aisha to her room.

“Aisha” she looked at her daughter, emotions couldn’t describe what was she feeling, “is this a joke?”

“Mom”

“when are you getting married? Call your damn boyfriend first.”

“Mom”

“I realized the moment you hugged me, how many months already Aisha?!” her mom raised her voice, “I need to go and talk to your dad” Aisha held her mom’s hand, “Mom, please listen to me” she was tearing up

Her mom went out of the room and spotted Aisha’s dad, Aisha came out of her room, “your daughter-

“Aisha why is the door-” Jeonghan’s words were cut off the moment he spotted her parents, and Aisha was tearing up. He was blank for a second, he couldn’t understand what was happening. He couldn’t even speak a single word nor Aisha, “so you’re her boyfriend.”

“Mom” Aisha tries to stop her mom, “what’s going on?” it was Aisha’s dad who spoke, “Aisha, you’re living with your boyfriend?” she shook her head in denial.

“Aisha is pregnant.” Aisha’s mom looked like she would lose her temper anytime, “and here you are living with him, when are you two getting married? Or do you want to spend your whole life like this?”

“Mom, it’s not like that”

It was total chaos, “You need to get married, I am not letting you do this. You can’t have a baby while being unmarried.” She turned her head to look at Jeonghan, “You got her pregnant and you need to take responsibility, when are you getting married to her? I need the answer” Aisha was about to say, it’s not him but Jeonghan was quick to hold her hand and shut her off, she looked desperate but he had a very calm expression. “Shut up Aisha, you’re not a kid, you’re a grown-up” her mom’s words weren’t helping her as well.

Jeonghan’s mind wasn’t in the right state but he also didn’t want Aisha to tell them about Seungcheol because if she did, we don’t know what will happen next, things might get dirty. Aisha never mentioned Seungcheol’s name and they don’t know Jeonghan’s name.

“Soon.” That one word was enough to panic Aisha, she thought he would deny everything and leave her alone in a time like this but never in this whole world, she expected him to reply to her parents who were demanding for married.

“Jeonghan!” she didn’t even try to listen to her parents and dragged Jeonghan to her room.

“Jeonghan” she held his arms, “why would you do that” Her legs gave up and she was on the floor with Jeonghan, “why would you do that?” she was shaking Jeonghan’s arms and started crying.

“then what would've happened? You tell them about Seungcheol and things get messy, you stress, you cry, you try to contact him again, you fall sick?” she was looking at him, this whole month while staying with Aisha, and he understood why Seungcheol fell for her in the first place, his soft corner was always there for her but all the interactions that were cute for Jeonghan were telling him something else. He deeply cared for her and the fact he didn’t regret saying ‘soon’ to her parents. In fast few weeks Aisha’s presence made him realize he can never leave her alone in this situation not after she was getting better slowly.

“You can’t do that Jeonghan, you can’t”

“Then what are you thinking to do? Never tell your parents about the dad and be a single mom? Go and ask Seungcheol to take care of you? Did you realize it’s been more than a month Aisha??” he took a deep breath before looking at her, she was crying again, she was hurt, she never wanted things to turn like this, at this point she regrets telling her parents about having a boyfriend and wanting to marry him.

“You know it’s hard, and it’s going to be harder. Marry me.”

“I can’t marry you Jeonghan, understand that” Aisha was arguing with him

“And I ain’t letting you do this alone, either go to that Seungcheol and get this shit inside his head that he needs to marry you and take your responsibility or let me just take care of you like this. You’re one of my closest friends, whom I consider really precious and I can’t let you go through this alone at any cost.”

“I can’t ruin your life Jeonghan. You’ve a life”

“And so do you Aisha” he took a deep breath and wiped her tears, “who said you’re ruining my life? I would be happy to if I get to see your baby” her tears were making his fingers wet, “Aisha… don’t cry. I’m here.”

“Why would he not believe me and not even ask about me even once?”

“Aisha…” he let out a sigh, it was hard for him to believe this about his own bestfriend, “Let’s get married, we will go choose the rings and then talk to our parents in the next two days and if possible we can keep the wedding date next week. It might get hard for you in the upcoming days, it’s been more than three months, and it’s been more than a month for Seungcheol… let him go”

“How can I let him go when I never ended things with him, it hurts so much Jeonghan, it hurts.” He pulled her into a hug. “let out and cry for now, I am here” he was caressing her back slowly.

Jeonghan went to choose rings for their wedding after Aisha’s parents left, Jia saved everything that night, she didn’t say anything about Seungcheol but when her parents asked about Jeonghan to Jia, she agreed to everything. Somewhere Jia wanted Jeonghan to be with Aisha because that’s what she felt. That night Jeonghan went back to his apartment, which felt lonely because Aisha wasn’t there to talk with him after dinner, she wasn’t there in their bickering.

‘Aisha, if Jeonghan said that, give him a chance and talk to Seungcheol one last time’

Jia just left for her work and her parents left after staying overnight, she heard the door bell ring, it cannot be Jeonghan, that’s what she thought because she got familiar with his office timings, all this time. She looked through the peep hole and her heart dropped on the floor. She couldn’t understand what was happening, did Seungcheol finally come to visit her?

Did he finally decide to talk to her? Did he finally believe her?

After all this?

She opened it with the brightest smile and her tears, she was about to hug him but he stopped her.

“Seungcheol?” she looked puzzled and he entered without even saying a single word. Aisha just closed the door. Aisha couldn’t describe what she felt when she saw Seungcheol, she was happy, hurt, feeling comforted and she was sure this would be the chance to tell him everything and he will understand everything.

“I thought to give you a chance”

“Chance?” Aisha was taken aback, no hug, no greeting no asking, ‘how are you love’ and he jumped to chance. She was doubting everything, after giving her silence treatment when it wasn’t even her fault, he suddenly comes to visit her but he is talking about a chance? 

“What chance?” she was unsure what should she ask next, because it felt like the person she was looking at right now, didn’t feel like the Seungcheol she knew before, it felt like he changed, or was he always like that?

“Leave Jeonghan’s baby with him and come to me” She couldn’t believe what he said just now, “tell me you’re kidding me right now Seungcheol??”

“Do I look like?” his voice was stern, he felt so sure about everything. “This baby is ours and you’re the father. Do you know how I have been spending my days? Did you even know how hard it is, specially like this?” Aisha was waiting for a confrontation with Seungcheol, holding back, she was done yesterday when she broke down in Jeonghan’s arms. She couldn’t hold it anymore, she had to get up and tell him everything she’s had been thinking till now. “Do you know how tired I was to deal with the nightmares almost everyday, everything felt so dark, and I wanted you by my side. I wanted to hear your voice. I wanted to tell you, that I’m tired and I don’t know what am I going to do?!” she raised her voice, it was the first time Aisha raised her voice. “Seungcheol-

“Go and tell this to someone who cares. I don’t care about you and this baby who isn’t mine, I was barely giving you a chance.” His words felt like inch by inch, a dragger pierced through her chest, “You know what Seungcheol? I was wrong the entire time, I was wrong, this whole time I thought I will meet with you and tell you everything so it will clear up the misunderstanding. But looks like you’re not even ready to believe the truth. Fine then, watch me walk on the aisle and get married to someone else, because I cannot let my baby suffer because of you. ” she caressed her tummy with all the love. “I am getting married soon,” Seungcheol was surprised, “If you ever cared about me even a bit then you would understand how I feel right now” Aisha was telling herself not to cry, with each word she was letting out.

“how do you know I never cared about you, we were about to get married and you destroyed everything AISHA, YOU DID. YOU RUINED EVERYTHING.” He was blaming her for everything again, this was her limit, either she tells him to leave right now or else everything would get messier, which she didn’t want to, all these days, she tried so hard to be okay, to get better but his blame have the power to turn everything upside down. “SEUNGCHEOL LEAVE” she raised her voice, and was surprised because Seungcheol never saw her raising her voice at him, he wasn’t ready to leave, he still believed that Aisha was the one who ruined everything. “LEAVE RIGHT NOW”

“you have no right over this baby, and remember it wasn’t me who ruined everything, it was YOU” she said and pushed him towards the door, “LEAVE. I SAID.” She shut the door on his face and broke down on the floor.

She didn’t expect her encounter with Seungcheol would be this bad, never she expected he would actually say those words to her. She didn’t cry anymore, everything felt so hollow, everything felt so empty as if there’s nothing left anymore.

She didn’t realize the time, until she heard the doorbell ring, she opened the door and looked at Jeonghan. Jeonghan saw her face and got worried, about thinking what possibly would've gone wrong. Aisha was tearing up, looking at him, he took a look at her and hugged her.

Aisha didn’t speak a single word, it was just Jeonghan’s hug that was calming her down. “I’m here. it’s fine” he knew she needed time and he never pushed Aisha to her limits for anything. He was hugging her until her breathing went to normal.

“It’s over.”

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[Jeonghan] : and then I met you

and then I met you

[six]

Pairing: Jeonghan × fem reader × Seungcheol

Synopsis: Falling in love with bestfriend’s ex wasn’t something that Jeonghan planned

Genre: hurt/comfort

Warning: mention of pregnancy and anxiety

Word count: 1.4K

Author’s Note: Finally my exams are over and I can write, thankyou to whoever kept waiting and reading this. Sending you lots of love

happy reading~

Taglist: @scarlet789 @jjeongddol @shinetogether17

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Aisha was trying to remove Seungcheol’s memories which were hurting her, never did she think that she would be hurting because of him, that he would hurt her.

Aisha looked at the mirror, a little nervous. She heard a knock on her door, “Are you done?” Aisha turned to look at him, “Yes, I am done and ready”

Jeonghan walked towards her and held her shoulder, “Are you nervous?” Aisha nodded, “don’t worry, and you look pretty” getting compliments and appreciation from Jeonghan was getting normal

“Come to think of it, I never really met your family, not even your sister.” Aisha looked at him and smiled, “But now you’re meeting”

“Are they really okay with me?” he nodded, “They are, trust me, they will love you. You’re lovely” he didn’t lie, she looked pretty in his eyes, he adored her a lot. When Jeonghan broke the news of his marriage, to his family, first they were surprised because no one expected this out of the blue. He tried his best to convince them about being together with Aisha, because when it comes to Yoon Jeonghan, he can convince everyone.

Jeonghan told them about Aisha being pregnant because he wanted this to be clear with his family, he didn’t mention anything about Seungcheol when they asked about him, he replied to them vaguely.

“It’s going to be okay.” Jeonghan wanted her to feel less anxious, knowing that her anxiety can take a toll on her.

Soon, they left.

They reached Jeonghan’s house, he was holding Aisha’s hand because she was nervous and he knew she needed his support without even asking. It was Jeonghan’s idea to call Aisha’s parents over to his house and finalize everything about their marriage. Meeting parents and then deciding everything was a need. Considering the fact, Jeonghan’s parents were happy. Aisha already informed everything and sent her the address, and her parents arrived before them. They were waiting for Jeonghan and Aisha.

Jeonghan rang the bell, “It’s going to be okay” he whispered and resisted giving a quick kiss on Aisha’s forehead, she felt safe with him. Soon, Jeonghan’s sister opened the door.

“Jeonghan!!” Ari, his sister practically jumped on him and hugged him tight; he was taken aback and left Aisha’s hand for a second and hugged his sister back. Looking at them, Aisha felt happy; Aisha was the only daughter, and that’s why she always adored sibling relationships. “I missed you” Aisha smiled at his sister when she got down.

“Hi” she looked at Aisha and was about to hug her tight, but Jeonghan stopped her resulting in her pouting, “Only you can hug your girlfriend or what?”

“It’s not like that, you can hug her but don’t squeeze the air out of her, it’d been three months” Ari nodded at Jeonghan’s words. She gave a hug carefully to Aisha and Aisha hugged back, she felt warm and welcomed.

“Do you plan to keep us here and not let us enter my house?” Jeonghan gave her a look and earned a slight hit on his elbow. Aisha smiled at them. “Let’s go, everyone’s waiting for you both” Ari, led the way, Jeonghan held Aisha’s hand and she looked at him in surprise. Jeonghan smiled at him assuring everything’s going to be fine. Jeonghan’s smile would be the new way of assuring Aisha about everything.

They saw, their parents smiling and laughing, it looked like they were enjoying the company. Both of them bowed to eachother, and Jeonghan went to hug his mom. “Finally you’re back after so many days”

“Blame my company mom” she kissed his cheeks. Aisha was standing beside Jeonghan, Jeonghan’s mom looked at Aisha and gave her a hug, she caressed her cheeks “You are so pretty”

“Thank you” Aisha didn’t feel like an outsider, she felt warm and loved. “Take a seat, and we can talk”

Both nodded and took a seat, Ari went to sit beside her mom. “So, Jeonghan and Aisha… how long have you two been dating or being together?” Aisha, tried to calm her down, she met Jeonghan almost four years ago, after she started dating Seungcheol five years ago, before she could reply Jeonghan did. “a little more than four years ago. I knew her because of our mutual friend and I knew her, but I officially met her four years ago and got together” the whole time Jeonghan was speaking, he was holding her hand, he didn’t care if anyone saw them holding hands or anything, Aisha was the only thought in his mind right now.

“I didn’t know my son was dating such a pretty girl”

“Mom!”

“what? Am I wrong? I should’ve been the first to know about her, she looks so pretty” Jeonghan was about to say but was cut off by his dad, “Jeonghan, I trust you a lot and I know whatever decision you take, you always take the right decision for yourself. And I hope you made all the decisions after thinking about everything. And I respect all your decisions.” He took a pause and then again continued “That’s what I was talking with Aisha’s parents, about everything, why didn’t you tell us? We are your parents. Dating was optional but the moment Aisha got pregnant, you could’ve told us, we are your parents, and the same goes for Aisha. Aisha, this is the happiest news ever, you are going to be a mother, imagine the happiness your mom and dad would feel” Aisha was feeling guilty, the grip of Jeonghan’s hand on her got tighter, and she was trying not to react. “I was the one who stopped Aisha from telling you all because I hadn’t decided the rings and everything yet, Aisha did tell her parents about me but then I got a little busy with work and then they happened to come visit Aisha. But here we are now discussing everything with you all”

“When were you planning to tell us exactly?” The fact Jeonghan was trying his best to convince and cover up everything, he needed to speak up for Aisha because he could feel, she was starting to feel pressurizing and guilt was getting her.

“The next day” he took a pause, “the day Aisha’s parents visited us, just the day after that”

“Perfect then” Aisha’s mom spoke, and everyone looked at her. “Because we already talked about that day, because it felt like Aisha wasn’t ready to share this news with us”

“Mom, it wasn’t like that,” Aisha had to support whatever Jeonghan was saying, “as Jeonghan said, we were planning for the next day.”

“But tell me one thing” It was Aisha’s dad, someone whom she respected a lot and loved a lot. “doesn’t matter how much both you grow, you will be kids for us because you’re our kids. So, tell me one thing, are you happy? I’m asking both of you. Are you ready for the hardships you’re going to face? marriage is a sacred bond. Marriage is a pure bond which ties two people with love, marriage brings two souls closer with love, even if you don’t love eachother, you’ll fall in love, that kind of bond it is.” Everything Aisha’s father was saying, Aisha was trying to hold back her tears, each word was making her realize, which step she was going to take and she was tying Jeonghan with herself in this pure bond, probably without love but for Jeonghan Aisha’s father words were which were making him realize a lot of things.

“We are happy together” It was unexpected but both said in unison and Jeonghan’s hands were still holding Aisha’s hands.

Jeonghan was calm and composed, but Aisha, looked at Jeonghan. She wanted to talk to him, ask him so many things, wanted to ask him, ‘what are we doing here right now Jeonghan?’ everyone looked so happy.

“That’s great. I’m happy that you are happy” Everyone smiled at them as if their smile was enough to give the blessings to them. “Looks like we need to hurry up and prepare for the wedding soon” Ari walked towards her brother and teased him.

“Sure, we were thinking if we could get married next week because Aisha would be entering her fourth month of pregnancy.”

“Jeonghan-

Aisha never talked about her pregnancy openly till now and she was taken aback.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed by Aisha, we should know as well, why would it be only your soon-to-be husband?” Jeonghan’s mother smiled at her.

“So, next week it is” Ari hugged her brother.

“I’m excited to have a sister-in-law” Ari hugged Aisha and she hugged back.

His betrayal

Seungcheol one shot

Pairing: Choi Seungcheol × Fem reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Gun, breaking of glass, mention of betrayal, please let me know if I missed any warnings

Word count: 1.2K

Author’s Note: This was in draft and I don’t remember since when, but this was also impulsive. Hope you like this, mafia Seungcheol.

LIKE IMAGINE HIM SO HOT IN MAFIA AAHHHH

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Taglist (networks) : @kflixnet @caratwritersclub

I just had one aim right now and that was to kill him right now, with the gun he gave me which had my initials engraved. I wanted answers, I couldn’t care less about anything right now. I ignored everything and went to his office.

I slammed the door open, and he didn’t even look surprised, as if he was waiting for me to come; he still had that heartless cold face. “What are you doing here?” I ignored his question and held the gun tight. I pointed the gun at him, “WHY WOULD YOU LIE TO ME?”

“I told you to leave and never come back ever again.” I couldn’t take his words anymore, the way he hurt me a few hours ago, I was ready to leave in grief but then the moment everything became clear, his intentions, his dirty tricks, and the way he used me just to gain power and take down my family. I couldn’t care less how much I was broken right now but I needed answers and I wanted to end everything. I’m not going to take his orders anymore, the girl who was ready to take orders from him and leave was long gone.

“WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME CHOI SEUNGCHEOL?” I never raised my voice at him.

“Put that gun down.” His orders weren’t going to work for me anymore.

“Tell me or else I’ll shoot you right now.” I wanted my tears to stop, but they weren’t. I wasn’t in my fucking right mind. How am I supposed to stay sane when he was my first for everything and he betrayed me just like that? How many times I told myself that I shouldn’t have trusted his words but I was the fool, who fell in love with him and trusted him with my everything.

“I’m telling you again, put that gun down.” His dominating voice was scaring me, making my body go through chills but I couldn’t back off. He could make me feel intimidated but not right now, I can’t let him make me feel that.

“Answer me or else I’ll shoot you!” I needed answers from him, why would he do this?

“Was none of these true?” tears threatening to fall again; I aimed at his window and pulled the trigger with all the force. The moment I heard the glasses break, I felt at peace.

“JESUS CHRIST, AZALEA PUT THAT GUN DOWN.”

“Not until you tell me everything, I will kill you and everyone today” I didn’t lie when I said that. I had my mind set, on shooting him first and not caring about any consequences, because I very well knew what his best friend would do to me if I hurt Seungcheol. Was everything a game to him? Was I a game to him?

As soon as I said, I heard footsteps approaching, “Are you okay?” I didn’t have to turn around to feel guns pointing at me and Jeonghan standing there as the head. One order from him and I’m done. “Don’t you dare to shoot. Leave, I’ve got her.”

The footsteps started disappearing and my grip got tighter around the gun; he was trying to take a step toward me, “Don’t take a step, or else I will shoot you Seungcheol. I’m not even scared of anything anymore. Not after you made a damn game out of me.”

“Azalea, calm down. Slowly, calm down.” No matter how much his voice tried to calm me down, but I wouldn’t; the rage flowing inside drove me insane. Everything turned upside down in a second.

The moment I found out his plotting, making me fall in love with him, manipulating me into telling him everything about my family and what is my dad up to, and he was going to destroy my whole family, take over the whole familia, and make our family go bankrupt, I’m not letting him hurt me and my family. I can’t see my mom and my sister crying because of this one asshole I fell in love with.

“It’s simple, tell me or else I kill you and kill myself right after that” I took a deep breath, “because you made a fool out of me” I closed my eyes to stop the tears remembering how I witnessed his conversation with my dad and then I felt a sudden force on my hands and the gun fell but before I could hold it, he caught the gun and twisted my hand. “I always told you never to be distracted when you set your mind on killing someone.” That’s when I knew I messed up. He pushed me towards a wall, still holding one of my hands, my back touching the cold wall of his office. He lifted my face using the gun, I was holding before; I wanted the tears to stop but the moment I felt him so close to me, it reminded me of the moments we spent together till today and everything turned out to be a lie, so that he could use me against my own family later.

He forced me to look at him, “Look at me”

“why would you do that!” I screamed in his face, I was hurt, I wasn’t okay, he had to know how much I hated myself for believing him and his lies, he had to know how much I regretted loving him and I wanted to hate him right now but the love I had for him could never compare. I didn’t want to break down infront of him but nothing was helping me out, not even the fully loaded gun forcing me to look at him. “I did this to save you princess” his voice was low; it was enough for me to listen.

“Shut up Choi Seungcheol. Shut the fuck up” my voice was the only thing I could hear right now, “WHY WOULD YOU MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE”

“Sweetheart, I told you not to fall in love with the demon” and he loosened the grip of his hand on my wrist, I wanted to hit him push him but I felt like I had no energy left after I was battling with myself

“Why would you do this Seungcheol….” I started hitting him with all the force I had “Why would you do this to me Cheol?!” he lowered his gun, and it fell on the floor. I broke down in his arms, gripping his shirt, where I was hitting him earlier. His arms wrapped around me, “It started as a lie but I thought I could let you go so that we could pretend none of this happened but this feels impossible. This was the only way to push you away, this world is not for you. There was a reason you were kept away from all of this princess.” My sobs were getting louder, I needed to cry and let it out.

“I started loving you so bad that it hurts so much why would you do this to me Seungcheol why” he was caressing my hair, “I love you Azalea”

“Why would you do this, why?! You know I can’t live without you and I won’t let you live today” I grabbed the gun before he had the chance. I pointed it towards his heart, “Shoot me. If you think I’m still lying.” I wasn’t going to believe him anymore.

“Stop it Seungcheol, I’m not believing you anymore, you lied to me, and you broke me to the extent that I can never trust anyone anymore.”

“Remember I love you and will love you but what you did to me was unforgivable.” And I pulled the trigger.

and then I met you

[seven]

Pairing: Jeonghan × fem reader × Seungcheol

Synopsis: Falling in love with bestfriend’s ex wasn’t something that Jeonghan planned

Genre: hurt/comfort

Warning: mention of baby bump

Word count: 1.5K

Author’s Note: Finally got the motivation to write, I was having writer's block but here I am. Also I didn’t do proofread yet ><

Happy reading :)

Taglist: @scarlet789 @jjeongddol @shinetogether17

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Aisha was getting closer to Ari, especially after meeting with the parents, Ari wanted Aisha’s contacts, and according to her she got a sister.

Aisha had to choose her wedding dress and after Ari got to know, she insisted on joining, since Jeonghan can’t see her in the wedding dress before the wedding. Ari and Aisha were starting to enjoy each other’s company. There was something about Ari, she liked a lot; the way she made her feel, the whole sister love. At times, Aisha would get overwhelmed but then she would realize she would be getting more of it since Ari would be her sister-in-law.

Since the wedding dates were getting closer, both the families were getting busy, with everything. Jeonghan would tell Aisha to take care of herself more; since Aisha was staying with her family till the wedding.

Aisha was already used to this side of Jeonghan but Jeonghan was realizing slowly that it wasn’t just a friend’s care and it was scaring him. At times he would simply call Aisha because he would be missing her voice and would ask her to take care of herself because that was the only excuse he could give for now. As the wedding date was getting closer, Jeonghan was battling if he should invite Seungcheol or not, somewhere Jeonghan still considered him as his friend but he wasn’t sure if it was the same from Seungcheol’s side or not. The way things went downhill and now calling him on the wedding was more like he was confirming Seungcheol’s doubt into truth or he wanted to show Seungcheol that he could take could better care of Aisha than him. All these assumptions were messing up Jeonghan, somewhere he wanted Seungcheol back as his bestfriend but what hurt him the most was the doubt and the way he assumed that something like this could actually happen between him and Aisha

Out of respect for their years of friendship and courtesy, Jeonghan did send him the wedding invitation but with a letter as a last try to fix things, somewhere he had a hope, maybe he would show up at the wedding and fix everything. Jeonghan wrote to him clearly, ‘This is the one last time I am ever asking you anything, please come to the wedding and listen to Aisha one last time or if you ever thought me as your friend then you’ll give me a chance to speak and you will know that this is all a misunderstanding and how hard it is for Aisha. Please Seungcheol, just one last time. Because somewhere I know that she still loves you.’

Although he didn’t tell Aisha at first; he told her after sorting out his messy thoughts. One thing Jeonghan didn’t tell her was about the letter. And Aisha was okay with the wedding invitation because somewhere Aisha also wanted Seungcheol to show that she was getting married to Jeonghan and she was done explaining everything to him.

*****

“Aisha, are you ready?” Aisha was nervous, she looked at the mirror and then at her mom. “I am” She smiled at her mom and then looked down at her belly. The small baby bump which she could feel, was making her overwhelmed; her mom came and kissed her forehead, “I am sorry for the way I behaved that day infront of you and Jeonghan, if I knew then I wouldn’t have-

“Mom, you’re my mother. You’ve all the right to be mad about this.” Somewhere Aisha was guilty because none of this was planned and the way Jeonghan’s words affected everything and led to the wedding. Somewhere she was thankful to Jeonghan but it was beyond her understanding why was Jeonghan doing all this, and how did they end up like this.

“Aisha…” her mom was tearing up and looking at her, Aisha was trying to hold back her tears. She was getting married, her life is going to change, and the baby is going to have a dad. Aisha was overwhelmed with everything and the way she planned everything with Seungcheol was replaced by Jeonghan, now she is going to be Jeonghan’s wife and Jeonghan is going to be the baby’s dad.

She knew Jeonghan could be the best dad but somewhere all the feelings for Seungcheol which she burnt weeks ago were coming back as a betrayal. “Aisha don’t cry” and she realized her tears were already falling.

Aisha’s dad entered and saw the mother-daughter moment; he smiled at them and walked towards Aisha and hugged her carefully. “You will be an amazing wife and a great mother, I just know it my baby” her dad wiped her tears and kissed her forehead. “Don’t ruin your makeup and it’s almost time to go” Aisha nodded.

“I can’t believe my girl is a grown up already and getting married.” He pinched her cheeks and Aisha smiled. “Let’s go now?” her dad extended his arm and Aisha nodded.

“Please don’t let me fall” Aisha almost whispered, “how can I even my pretty daughter” he gave his happiest smile to her, and the moment the door opened, Aisha walked down the aisle with her dad. She was trying to keep a smile while walking, and on the other hand, Jeonghan had his eyes set on her. The way her dress looked so pretty on her, for him she wasn’t looking less than a Disney princess. The way she was walking gracefully towards him holding the bouquet, he was lost in her; he wanted to tell him that this was wrong but then he wanted today to be his cheat day and think about her and the wedding.

Jeonghan was so lost in Aisha that he couldn’t even see anyone else other than her, walking and holding the bouquet, the moment she came closer, he was tearing up because of how beautiful she looked and how he couldn’t believe any of this.

He had a little hope that Seungcheol would show up before the wedding and fix everything but there he was, standing in the front and witnessing their wedding which simply meant he wasn’t even ready to give anyone one last chance and stuck to his own point, about the whole misunderstanding.

The moment he stepped down the stage and went to take her hand from her dad, they had a short eye contact, before giving Aisha’s hand, her dad spoke “Take care of her, I am trusting you since Aisha loves you and choose you. Don’t let her cry or hurt her, if you ever feel that you’re going to hurt her, return my daughter back to me”

“I will take care of her and never let her cry. I promise” and Aisha was holding back her tears, and the moment her dad gave her hand to Jeonghan, he tightened the grip. Somewhere the word ‘love’ felt so foreign to both of them, because they knew what happened and what was coming for them.

He led her to the center and he looked at her, he could see her trying hard not to cry. He was still holding her hand and drawing circles, when they were facing each other during vows, it was his way of telling her not to cry and stress and that he was here for her.

Somewhere Aisha’s eyes found Seungcheol, she was looking at him. The pain, the love she felt for him was replacing with an unknown emotion, but the betrayal feeling was still there and it was telling her, that she deserved better. Better than Seungcheol.

Because of what Seungcheol did, she could never forgive him; for ruining everything.

After Jeonghan and Aisha’s vows, Jeonghan just heard one sentence which was enough to turn everything upside down.

“You may kiss the bride” kiss? He knew what was coming but he didn’t think it was going to be this nerve-wreaking. He was hesitating, he was okay with hugs and all the skinship that happened between him and Aisha but the kiss was out of the question. But he had to, and he needed the consent before he kissed her. Without her consent, he won’t even make a single move.

He leaned towards Aisha, and he could almost hear his own heartbeat; “Can I kiss you?” Aisha was taken aback because she didn’t even imagine Jeonghan asking for her consent for the kiss. Aisha’s eyes went to that one person who was looking at them with his undivided attention, she had one thing on her mind and that was to tell that one person that she was okay, she was better with Jeonghan now without any regrets because she deserved better.

“Kiss me. Kiss me hard Jeonghan, he needs to see what he came to see”

“I asked you for permission of the kiss not to kiss you as his payback for what he did Aisha” There was a shift in his voice, which Aisha didn’t expect. Jeonghan didn’t want to kiss her as a payback or as a show for Seungcheol, he was genuine when he asked, and saying no wasn’t that hard. Soon, Jeonghan cupped Aisha’s face and put his finger on her lips, so that when he kisses her; he would kiss his finger and not her but it would look like he kissed her.

Once he leaned in to kiss, the crowd cheered but Aisha was confused, and Jeonghan had his eyes closed. He wanted Aisha to understand that he wouldn’t do anything that she wanted as a payback to Seungcheol.

Once he pulled back with a smile, the whole crowd cheered again and the father announced, “And I announce them as husband and wife”

In the name of Love

“Xu Minghao one shot”

Pairing: Xu Minghao x female reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: mcd (major character death), mentions of suicide, drowning, ocean, choking, jumping off a rooftop

Word count: 2.9K

Author’s Note: I DO NOT SUPPORT or ENCOURAGE suicide or any self harm in any way. And if you are uncomfortable in any of these tags, please don’t read.

Happy reading :)

It was the few days before summer came in full blow. The nights were still cold but the afternoons were warm, leading people to come out of their houses and play with the warm sand.

It was nearing spring, but my heart felt stuck in eternal winter.

I looked at the pink and white card on my desk, taunting me with its content.

The reason for the numbness I was willing into my heart.

“I want us to have a green and beige-themed wedding, it’d look so pretty. Right, Minghao?”

Just when I had thought that my heart was unfeeling and my eyes had cried all its tears out, the ache in my chest as the memories flooded through my brain, I realized maybe I would never be able to let her go.

Maybe it was my destiny to live the unrequited love while the love of my life went and got married to the one man I had considered my best friend.

Mingyu and Abhi.

The two people I had trusted the most, didn’t only go behind my back but also are going to start their new lives together as a wedded couple while I am left behind to pick up the thorns of their roses.

“Come on Minghao, are you really jealous of your best friend? He’s the one who I have thought of as a brother since we met. You are the one I have always loved”

Lies.

It was all pretty lies that somehow he had believed because he was blinded by love and now, here he is.

Minghao is alone in this room while the entire town is at their wedding.

It grows hotter and hotter as Minghao’s brain is filled with the moments of their betrayal.

Going to Mingyu’s home and finding Abhi there, cooking for him.

Seeing them hanging out at the club through their Instagram stories.

Their parents always being super close with each other and have dinners on a regular basis.

Minghao knows he should have known. He should have realized the truth when it was right in front of him but he was too blinded by love and too trusting.

He had loved Abhi and trusted Mingyu and in return, he received lies and betrayal.

The sadness was gone, what remained now was the anger.

How dare they play him like that?

How dare they lie to him for 4 years?

This was it.

Minghao wanted answers.

Why did Abhi not tell him she had fallen for his best friend? Why the act?

Minghao rushed to his car.

He had decided not to go to their wedding but he needed some kind of answer or else he was afraid he was going to go crazy.

Minghao hurries to the basement of the building and drives out in a rush.

The wedding location is 2 hours away and the wedding is in 3 hours.

He is sure he can get some answers before the marriage takes place.

“We should get the gardenias for our wedding. It's really pretty.”

“Minghao we should name our child based on stars. Two cuties born from love and adoration.”

“Minghao, I love you”

“Yes! A hundred thousand times Yes. I will marry you”

“I have to get married to Mingyu”

Tears threatened to fall as he recalled all the moments he had spent with Abhi.

It was still painful. It was still confusing.

To him, Abhi was the one.

He still cannot imagine a life without her so why? Why did she leave him?

Why was she marrying someone else when she knew Minghao wouldn’t be able to live without her?

‘Why did you do that Abhi? Was my love not enough?’

The place where the wedding was supposed to take place was pretty just as he had thought it to be.

But it was all wrong.

Instead of beige and green, it was white and lavender.

Instead of gardenias, there were orchids.

Instead of Minghao and Abhi, it was Mingyu and Abhi.

The pain bloomed once again as he saw photos of his ex-best friend and girlfriend, smiling at each other, excited to start their new lives.

“Minghao?” He sees the person in front of him. It was Ira, Abhi’s elder sister. “What are you doing here?” 

“I was invited?”

Ira visibly pales “I know. I just thought you wouldn’t actually attend the wedding.”

Minghao bursts out laughing. “And why is that? It is after all the wedding ceremony of two people who are so perfectly made for each other. Both are so pro in betraying others.”

Minghao knows it’s not Ira’s fault but he’s too angry to speak nicely to anyone.

“It's now what you think it is. Abhi-” 

“Leave it. I don’t want to hear any excuses.”

Minghao walks away from Ira. He knows he is being disrespectful, but he really doesn’t want to hear any excuses from others.

What he wants are answers, directly from Abhi. 

Thankfully Minghao doesn't encounter anyone else on the way to the dressing room and barges straight into the “For Bride” hall.

He notices the perfume the first thing he opens the door. It’s hers.

Nostalgia hits him as he realizes how much he missed her scent.

But also, how it reminds him of her betrayal.

The smell that used to make him feel calm, now only ignites embers of betrayal and broken promises.

Then he sees her, sitting in front of the mirror.

She’s just as stunning as he had imagined her to be in all of his fantasies and Minghao momentarily forgets why he was there.

The white dress, the veil, the diamond glowing against her skin. She looked like the prettiest girl in the world.

“Minghao?” Her voice broke my stupor, bringing back all the bad memories of her betrayal and the reason why I was here.

“Are you really here?”For some reason, Minghao sees her face transform from pale sadness to hopefulness. He knows he shouldn't care but his instincts force him to go near her, comfort her and not say a word that might hurt her.

He ignores the pang in his chest.

“Why are you so surprised? Weren’t you the one who sent me the invite?” The hope in her eyes dulls.

“Did you even open it? The invite?”

Minghao feels the anger coming back. He steps closer to her. “And why would I do that? So that you can laugh about how you made a fool of me and my love for you? No Abhi, I did not open the invite because I was not interested in it at all.”

Minghao sees as tears fall out of her eyes but he’s too far gone to care at the moment.

“Did you really think I was here to bless your marriage and congratulate the people who betrayed me? Or did you think I was here to get fooled by you two once again?”

“Minghao, you have to listen to me.”

“NO! YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME MRS ABHIRA MINGYU KIM.” I knew it was bad, I knew I was out of control, but I had lost all my semblance of control since the day I woke up and heard news about these two. And it was not directly from them. Not only was I betrayed, but I wasn’t even important enough to know the truth. But I refused to be disrespected anymore.

“So tell me, Abhi, since when have you been going behind my back and hooking up with my so-called best friend? Since when the two of you have been laughing at my loyalty?”

“Minghao please calm down and listen to me. Please.”

“The only thing I want to listen to is the reason you had to do this. Why didn’t you just tell me you liked him? Did you think I wouldn’t have understood you falling for him while being with me? Or did cheating on me give you some sick kind of pleasure?”

“Minghao please you are hurting me” He saw the scrunch on Abhi’s face and then looked down to see the grip he had on her arm. He immediately let go, the distraction somewhat dissipating his anger.

“Not more than how you hurt me.”

Minghao turned as he realized it was not worth it anymore. If she really wanted to be married to Mingyu, he’d give her that. 

It was his last gift to her, his first and only love.

“Get married to Mingyu, Abhi. But don’t ever show your face to me. This is my last consideration to both of you”

Minghao walked out of the hall, ignoring the cries of Abhi who wanted him to listen to her.

But really, nothing remained to be said or heard.

Minghao straight away went to get his car, ignoring everything that was happening around him, and before he knew it, he was on the road, hitting 70 miles per hour.

His phone kept blaring but he ignored it all until his eyes were burning from the impact of the air and tears.

45 missed calls from Mingyu.

33 missed calls from Ira.

1 missed call from Abhi.

Minghao got hit by dread.

For some reason, an ominous feeling hit him, and he knew it in his heart. Something bad has happened.

Very bad.

His phone blares again and this time it's not Mingyu or Ira or Abhi.

It's Charles, his secretary.

Minghao feels his heart stop beating.

Something very bad has happened.

Very very bad.

He answers the call.

“Charles..?”

Minghao is unable to talk.

“Mr Minghao where have you been? Mr Mingyu has been wanting to reach out to you for the past hour.”

“Tell him he doesn’t have anything he can say that will mend our relationship. He is a betrayer and I will never forgive him or Abhi-”

“Miss Abhira passed away.”

The world goes pin drop silence as Minghao feels his eardrums ring. No way did he hear it right.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?”

“Miss Abhira Ranawat took her own life. She jumped from the rooftop of her wedding venue and was pronounced dead while being transferred to the hospital due to a rupture of all internal organs.”

Minghao couldn’t concentrate on what Charles was saying anymore.

He couldn’t concentrate on where he was going.

Abhi…. 

Dead.

No.

Dead..?

No way.

It can…

It ain’t…

It’s not true.

No. Abhi cannot be dead.

She cannot die.

She’s not dead.

He doesn’t believe it.

HE CAN'T BELIEVE IT.

HE REFUSES TO BELIEVE IT.

The air feels thick and impossible to intake as Minghao dials Ira’s number.

The phone rings for 3 dials before he hears Ira’s voice.

“YOU BASTARD. WHAT? WHAT DID YOU EVER SAY TO MY BABY SISTER THAT MADE HER DO THIS? I WILL NEVER FORIVE YOU. I SWEAR I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU.”

Before he can reply, Minghao hears another voice.

“Minghao…”

Minghao feels dread fill his heart which twists the organ.

“Tell me it’s not true.”

The voice that comes out is way too calm for how he is feeling.

But he hopes, he wishes, he prays to all Gods above for Mingyu to ascertain that it’s not true.

That Abhi is still….

That she is still living and her heart is still beating.

He will do anything, forgive her, give her anything and everything she wants, as long as what he heard was not true.

“Her last wish was for you to read the letter.”

And just like that, Minghao’s entire world collapses.

No.

“You are lying…”

“I so wish I was…You don’t even realize how much”

Minghao doesn’t even cut the call. It just falls out of his hand as they lose all strength.

She’s dead.

Abhi is dead.

Minghao remembers all the bad things he told her… All the blame…

He remembers her tears and curses himself.

Why?

WHY?

Why did he have to do that?

Why did he treat her like that?

If she wanted to marry Mingyu, he should have just let her.

Why did he have to go and ruin her like that?

At least she would have been alive.

At least his world wouldn’t have ended.

WHY

WHY DID SHE TAKE HIS WORDS SO SERIOUSLY?

“I thought you read the letter…That’s why you are here..”

Minghao opens the wedding cursed invitation and a white paper falls out of it.

His tears make it difficult to read the words inked but by the time he completes reading it, his tears stop.

Instead, his world blackens.

The sun? It’s not there.

The people laughing? They are taunts in his ears which can hear everything clearly.

His heart stops but he is still breathing.

He shouldn’t.

He cannot.

He must not breathe, not when he is the reason Abhi is not breathing anymore.

He deserves to be punished.

More importantly, he refuses to live in a world where Abhi doesn’t exist.

Minghao is in auto mode as his legs walk towards the vast ocean that is in front of him.

He should have just let her get married to Mingyu.

Minghao knew he never deserved Abhi…He should have just stayed in the hotel.

He should have read the letter.

He should have listened when she was trying to explain.

Why was he so prideful?

Why was he so stupid?

Why did he let a girl like Abhi was the form of sunshine take, such a drastic step?

Why did Abhi just not slap him instead when he was blaming her?

The cold water broke his stupor and his body’s defense mechanism was forcing him to get out but he pushed through it.

He was a killer.

A murderer who forced the death of his own love. 

He needs to be punished.

The first taste of the ice-cold salty ocean water awakened his brain but his heart had long since shut down.

He needs to bear the pain.

His hands and legs start kicking as water enters his lungs, burning his windpipe and begging him to swim out.

He should not live.

A few seconds later he feels his body going numb from the lack of oxygen and his brain is dark. But at the end of darkness, he sees light. It’s small but definite.

The coldness is no longer there.

Instead, he feels warm.

The light dissipates the darkness and warmth covers him.

“Minghao please don’t do this.”

The voice tells him as he feels himself floating in the air instead of water.

“I have to. I need to.”

“Minghao please…”

“No Abhi. I cannot live in a world where you don’t exist. Don’t tell me to do the impossible.”

“But I did that so you can live peacefully…”

“I am sorry you felt like that. That is why I need to be punished.”

“NO”

“I will meet you soon Abhi. After I atone for my sins, I will meet you and I will give you all the happiness you deserve. Just be happy till then.”

“Minghao please, stop.”

“I have made up my mind.”

“Let’s meet in another life”

Seventeen as angst tropes:

Seungcheol: toxic love

Jeonghan: dating as a bet

Joshua: different religion

Jun: Platonic lover

Hoshi: too many second chances

Wonwoo: almost lovers

Woozi: one-sided love

Dokyeom: passed away lover

Mingyu: mixed signals

Minghao: lovers to strangers

Seungkwan: The one that got away

Vernon: amnesia

Dino: afraid to commit

A fic idea just hit me after I opened my pinterest feed, omfg, i am going to write. LIKE LIKE OMGNSJSJQJQNSJSJ

and then I met you

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Pairing: Jeonghan × fem reader × Seungcheol

Synopsis: Falling in love with bestfriend’s ex wasn’t something that Jeonghan planned.

Genre: hurt/comfort

Word count: 2.2K

Warnings: mention of pregnancy, morning sickness.

Author’s Note: I am finally back, I DID NOT ABANDON this fic!!

Happy reading ~

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After everything was over, Jeonghan and Aisha went back to their apartment. They went to their rooms; the moment Aisha entered the room, she looked around her new room. She changed her gown and wore her comfort clothes. She sat on the bed and looked around her room once again, everything felt so new. She came to Jeonghan’s apartment rarely and every time she came it was with Seungcheol, when they would hang out together but now living with him in his apartment was something different. Leaving her apartment and living with Jeonghan was like leaving her memories behind that one room, which was her comfort.

She kept her phone on the night table and tried sleeping. The moment she closed her eyes, all the events that happened today came rushing to her mind and it played as if she was watching today’s replay. Seungcheol, her wedding, the kiss, and Jeonghan. Everything felt so unfamiliar and the way Seungcheol’s eyes never left hers was something she never expected.

Whereas Jeonghan was in his room, wearing his sweatshirt, today was indeed a tiring day for him but he couldn’t forget the look he witnessed of Seungcheol; there were so many unspoken words between them, he noticed the way he was looking at them when they kissed.

Aisha told him it was over but what was the thing he saw today, Aisha wanted him to kiss her because of Seungcheol and it was beyond his ethics to agree to her. He would never kiss her for advantage, a kiss is something personal and for him, it was more than personal and if he would kiss Aisha then it would be out of love and affection he felt for her. Denying wasn’t a thing now, Aisha is a part of his life now, she is his responsibility now and he knows, what he did.

The night was something for them, which resulted in overthinking.

The next morning, Jeonghan woke up early because he had one important meeting to attend, and making breakfast for them almost became a habit of his. His mom specifically told him what are the things Aisha needs to avoid and what are the things she needs to eat despite how many she tells him that she wants this or that, because cravings are very normal during pregnancy.

Jeonghan kept everything on the table and went towards her room; he knocked on her room, and he realized nothing changed except the fact that they were married and it’s his apartment rather than Aisha’s apartment.

“Aisha?” he called her name, he looked at the time, she usually wakes up by this time. “Aisha?” he was about to knock again but the door opened and he looked at her, she looked so weak. “Are you okay?” the panic was visible on his face, and she barely nodded.

The very next thing Aisha did was to cover her mouth and run towards the bathroom, Jeonghan hurriedly followed her without any thoughts. Jeonghan never witnessed her morning sickness and as far as he knows morning sickness happens from 2nd month till 4th month. He was caressing her back and drawing circles while Aisha was throwing up. He got so worried; once she was done, he helped her to stand up, “Aisha we are going to visit the doctor right now” She snapped her head to look at him; she tried shaking her head in denial. “We are leaving right now, freshen up and get changed”

“I’ll be fine”

“No, you are coming with me.”

“Jeonghan-”

“You’re my wife, Aisha. I can’t risk your health and our baby’s health.” That’s when Aisha knew she could not argue with him anymore, that’s the end of the conversation.

“I’ll go out and will come back in half an hour max and if you’re done then come down, I will be waiting for you.” and he left her room. Aisha looked at herself, what mess did she create with herself.

While Aisha was getting ready, Jeonghan was getting impatient and getting more and more worried with each passing second. He called the hospital he had been planning to register Aisha since the beginning and then took today’s doctor’s appointment for Aisha.

He called one of his colleagues, “Junho, I might be a bit late today, inform the team.” 

He turned his head to see Aisha walking towards him, “I need to go to a doctor’s appointment with my wife” and he hung up, “I am ready” he nodded and got up from the couch, he went to bring the apple juice, he made for her in the morning, “drink this and we can go” she drank the juice and Jeonghan kept the glass on the table.

“Let’s go” he picked up his keys and walked towards the door. And there was Aisha, wondering how her first day after marriage turned out like this; once they were in the car, Aisha didn’t speak a lot.

“Did you sleep well?” Jeonghan’s eyes were focused on the road but his mind was somewhere else, “Yes I did” Jeonghan felt something was off but didn’t push the thing. He remembers his mother’s words, about not stressing Aisha and what are the things he should do and not do, he was taking care of each and everything.

Once he parked his car infront of the hospital, Jeonghan came out of the car and went to open the door for Aisha, “Jeonghan where are we-”

“Let’s go” he held her hand, this wasn’t the first time he was holding her hand but this was the first time he was holding her hand after getting married and naming their relationship. “But Jeonghan this hospital-” Aisha was surprised because the hospital looked more than fancy to her, “this is the best hospital here and I could not risk with you. Your health is the most important one because you’re the mother” she couldn’t argue back once again, he was right, and Aisha could feel the overwhelming feeling building up inside her. Jeonghan was concerned about her since day one and he always told her to take care of herself and he always wanted her to get registered with this hospital and since they have the whole package for whole nine months and then post-delivery care for the mother and the baby; they provide this along with during delivery bookings.

Aisha would have to do regular visits during pre and post-pregnancy.

Once they entered, Aisha’s grip got a little stronger around Jeonghan’s hand. Jeonghan felt Aisha tensing up a little so he turned his head towards her and lowered to her height “It’s going to be okay” Aisha took a deep breath. Once they went to the reception, Jeonghan told them about the appointment and gladly they didn’t have to wait a lot.

After almost half an hour, it was Aisha’s turn for the checkup. Aisha was holding Jeonghan’s hand because she was nervous but she didn’t know why was she nervous.

Jeonghan knocked on the door, and then Aisha entered the chamber. “Is your husband with you?” Aisha was asked as soon as she stepped in, she nodded. The word ‘husband’ sounded new to her, the fact she was married to Yoon Jeonghan and he was her husband now; it wasn’t even twenty-four hours since they got married. “come with your husband” Aisha took a deep breath before turning her head and calling “Jeonghan?” Aisha’s voice was almost timid. Jeonghan looked at her, “Come inside”.

“Please take a seat” Aisha sat carefully and Jeonghan took a seat beside her. Somewhere or the other Jeonghan felt Aisha getting more and more nervous, and he reached out to hold her hand. The moment Jeonghan held her hand, the warm feeling was enough for Aisha in that moment to feel safe and better. Aisha got her weight and blood pressure checked first then they took a seat infront of the doctor.

“So,” she took a pause and looked at Aisha, “Aisha, how are you feeling?”

“I…” Jeonghan saw how hesitant Aisha was, this was their first antenatal doctor visit as husband and wife and this changed the whole scenario of whatever happened between Jeonghan and Aisha, doesn’t matter how Jeonghan always accompanied her to her check-ups as a friend.

Jeonghan looked at Aisha and blinked his eyes as an assurance. “I was doing well, but today morning, I had morning sickness.”

“What did you eat?”

“I had apple juice in the morning”

“Did you throw up before drinking the juice or after?”

“Before, it was… more like… after I woke up… I threw up.”

“Are you stressing Aisha?” Aisha looked so hesitant, “Did you sleep well? Yesterday night?” Jeonghan squeezed her hand slightly and Aisha looked at Jeonghan once then looked at doctor, “No, I couldn’t sleep well yesterday night”

“Was it stress Aisha?” Aisha nodded slightly, “Can I ask why?”

“It’s okay, you can say it Aisha, there’s no harm in telling and there’s nothing wrong in telling.” the doctor was a very softspoken person, and Jeonghan’s support was helping her to stay true to herself

“I cried, I was crying, I was not feeling well, the overwhelming feeling was eating me and stressing me so much that I couldn’t help but just cry. Tears came out without even asking as if my emotions were making me overwhelming me and making me cry so much.”

“Did you get any sleep at all?” she nodded, “I slept around 2 to 3 am” Jeonghan was feeling apologetic, Aisha didn’t mention anything to him about crying and stressing so much, and he didn’t even know anything. “I don’t know what caused you the stress Aisha but if it’s something between the two of you, then I would suggest, try to solve it and not to stress about it.”

“No, it’s not like that” Aisha was too fast to say this, “I- I have nothing to say”

“Aisha, you shouldn’t take stress, it’s not good for you and your precious baby.” Aisha was feeling overwhelmed. “You have to take care of her, make her feel better.” Then she turned her head to look at Aisha “And Aisha you need to watch good things, can be your comfort movies or random cute movies or listen to songs or do things which can take away your stress. Because babies are very sensitive to anything that mother feels and that’s why a mother shouldn’t stress.”

“Okay doctor” both were in sync this time and the doctor smiled, “I would be your assigned doctor from now on Aisha, you can come and visit me anytime. Okay?” Aisha nodded, “It was nice meeting you Mrs. Yoon” and the doctor smiled at Aisha, “Thankyou so much Ms. Lee” Aisha smiled back, and Jeonghan also thanked her. They left the chamber and Jeonghan was still holding her hand.

Aisha felt bad about not telling Jeonghan about the whole episode she had yesterday because of Seungcheol, how her overthinking self; took her to stress so much.

While walking towards his car, Aisha was silent, more like she was trying to find the right words to tell everything to Jeonghan, from now on Jeonghan is not just a friend who was taking care of Aisha and taking her to check-ups, rather he is her husband and he is supposed to know everything.

Once they were infront of his car, Jeonghan let Aisha get in first then he went inside the car, “Say it Aisha, you want to say something” it always amazes Aisha how Jeonghan can tell so many things about her and read her, like how can he exactly say that she’s struggling or stressing or wanting to say anything. “I-I am sorry”

“Why are you sorry Aisha” Jeonghan turned his head to face her, she was looking at him directly, “I didn’t tell you… and yesterday night I was crying, you are supposed to know these… even the small details… about me and the baby-”

“Our baby Aisha, not the baby or anyone else’s baby, it’s our baby, you are the mother and I am the father.” He corrected her and that’s when she saw the genuine look in his eyes, “I am so sorry Jeonghan, I am-” he put his fingers on her lips, “Stop this sorry game, Aisha, it’s okay. From now on, focus on the good things okay? I want you to be happy. Okay? And I don’t know why you were crying but next time if you feel like crying let me know, I will take away all your stress and make you feel better” Maybe Jeonghan knew she was crying because of Seungcheol but he couldn’t risk anything at all, he can’t bring her name back, not after the doctor told her not to stress. And right now, even the slightest thing can trigger her. Jeonghan had one thing set in his mind, and that was to make Aisha smile more than anything and be by her side. She is his wife now; she is her responsibility and he doesn’t want anything to go wrong.

 He cupped her cheeks, “So, don’t worry. I am there by your side only so don’t think too much, and yes, I should know if anything happens to you, okay?” she nodded. “Thank you Jeonghan” he just smiled at her.

“Now let’s go home?” Aisha nodded and Jeonghan started driving back to their home.

On the way home, Jeonghan was thinking how to make Aisha feel better, and the fact she had a breakdown yesterday and he wouldn’t want this to repeat ever again

You shouldn’t have been here

 Seungcheol one shot

Pairing: Seungcheol x Fem reader

Genre: angst

Word count: 4.6K

Warnings: mention of guns, bullets, firing, losing of parents at a young age, implied death

Author’s Note: Firstly, Merry Christmas!! and here's a fic, I've been wanting to write, I finally got some time to write and completed it, this is definitely not the ideal fic to post on Christmas TT but here it is, and ofc it's mafia fic. Hope you like this~

Happy reading ~

“I’ll be back tomorrow, I love you” and she kissed him. He looked happy and so was she, “I’ll wait for you, too bad I don’t have a night shift tonight and you’re leaving. Bed would be cold without you” Seungcheol was caging her and he didn’t want her to leave. There was a hidden sadness in her face, but she looked at him with eyes full of love. “I’ll be back tomorrow Cheol, I promise I’ll be back tomorrow morning before you leave for work” and she smiled at him.

“text me or call me once you reach, okay?” he was always protective of her, but why wouldn’t he be, after all she was his wife. “I will now get some sleep” She kissed him and left.

She was driving her car and she was thinking about Seungcheol, she looked at the time, it was 08:08 pm exactly, Seungcheol’s birthday date. There was a faint smile on her face but she focused on the road.

“Would you like an upgradation from my girlfriend to my wife?” the way Seungcheol was looking at her while giving the bouquet, no words could describe how he was feeling. She was overwhelmed, but she wanted to be herself and be with him. Seungcheol was her home, her home when there was no one for her.

The moment Seungcheol knelt down, and showed her the ring, “I want you to be my wife, I want to spend my whole life with you, will you marry me?” marriage for Sihyun was something she always dreamed of but marrying the person she loves the most and actually wants to spend her whole life was something she just dreamt of or maybe something like a fever dream but happening infront of her, she was unable to say a single word, tears were threatening to fall, “Ye-Yes” it was her broken voice, Seungcheol heard her voice, and smiled at her, once he took her hand and made her wear the ring, he got up and cupped her face. “I love you so much Sihyun, I love you so much, I can’t live without you”

“I love you too Seungcheol” and he kissed her softly; he would always kiss her softly, for him, she is someone who deserves all the happiness and everything and of course him.

He suddenly lifted her up and twirled her around, “I am so happy Sihyun” he could only hear her laughs and for her, he was her whole world.

She parked the car, and took out her bag and went towards the apartment. Once she was inside, she went towards the lift and pressed the top floor button, she looked at her watch, and in a fraction of a second she was at the top floor.

She went towards the door and pressed the doorbell. “You’re here” Sihyun smiled at Hanuel, “Come inside”

Sihyun stepped inside, and took off her heels then went straight towards the living room. “Want to eat something?” Sihyun shook her head, she was in a conflict in her mind, and in deep thoughts about Seungcheol, “No, I already had dinner with Seungcheol”

“I see, how is he doing?”

“He is good.” Haneul sat facing her, “Is something bothering you?”

Sihyun wasn’t a big opener about her problems, the only person she trusted a lot was Seungcheol, beside that sharing her problems with anyone else felt like a burden to her at times but then she could always use the company of Hanuel and Seungmin. “I don’t know” and she sighed, Hanuel looked at her, Sihyun was always lost in deep thoughts nowadays, it’s been months but she wasn’t opening up, maybe Seungmin knew about it.

“Sihyun if you don’t say what’s the matt-”

“I think Seungcheol was doubting me somewhere but why would he?”

“He’s doubting you?” Sihyun nodded, “Did he drop any hints?” Sihyun nodded. “And these things are making me doubt him, I wonder what is he doing and what not, I never felt like this all these eight years, everything was going smoothly but why now? when everything is going so smoothly. Seungcheol was that person in my life, who taught me how to trust but now? if one single thing happens and falls apart, it’s all over.”

“Don’t worry too much, he won’t know and you’ve a reason Sihyun. You’re not hurting him or something, it’s you. You love him, you can never wish for his downfall.”

“But Hanuel if what I am thinking is true then why would he lie to me, I need to know him, his intentions, I can’t take any betrayal after all these years I spent with him”

“You’re overthinking Sihyun, Seungcheol is not that kind of guy, who would lie to you for so long.”

“But Seungmin? He can never be wrong, and he always tells me the things he found out, if what me and Seungmin are thinking are true then I would be making myself a fool infront of my whole team and family.”

“Don’t overthink too much, Sihyun. Be the way you are.” Sihyun sighed and looked at the time, today it took her almost two hours to come here. “I need to change and then we will leave. Inform Seungmin to come here, and I will go in his car, I can’t risk taking my car this time not after Seungcheol’s car passed through the same place and we were almost about to cross eachother’s path that night”

“Okay” saying that Sihyun took her bag and went to Hanuel’s bedroom to change her clothes.

Once she was inside, she started changing her clothes, a black dress, a black leather jacket, black boots, and a small pendent. She did her makeup lightly and looked at the mirror. “Sihyun, what are you doing?” “This is all for the people who left you alone”

The look was giving her an intimidating vibe; which was enough to let people know this is how a leader should behave. Once she was done with her hair, tying it up in a low ponytail, she came out of the room only to see Seungmin sitting on the couch.

“Are you ready for tonight?” Seungmin asked and she nodded, “Always have to be ready. Is everyone ready?” he nodded, “Everything’s ready and everyone is on their way. And everything is inside my car.”

“Perfect. We need to get this either way.”

“Don’t worry, everything will go your way, and I don’t think they will find us today as well, we’ve been eluding them till now without any problem and today’s a big day for us.”

“Seungmin, we can’t overlook the fact that Seungcheol’s car passed through the same place that night, and last time, it was barely three minutes difference and I cannot risk it again.”

“But you said he is staying home, right?” Seungmin looked serious, Seungcheol was one reason everyone was stressed, “Yes”

“So, don’t worry Sihyun, nothing will go wrong and it’s our day today.” Sihyun was stressed but she couldn’t show it infront of Haneul. She smiled at her, “Yes, let’s get going. We need to reach by midnight and since it will take time, let’s go now.”

They were ready and went down to the basement, Sihyun got inside Seungmin’s car and Hanuel took hers. “Can I drive Seungmin?”

“Do you want to blow off some steam tonight?” Sihyun smiled, Seungmin being her right-handed man, always knew, how driving was her way to release stress and it’s rare for them to go hit the racing circuit after she got married, most of the time spending time with Seungcheol would take away her stress or at times it would be Seungcheol who would make love and Sihyun could never deny him because he always gave her the best cuddles after that and the sleep would be the best one.

“Once we are done with the deal, I’ll let you drive” and Seungmin started the car, “since you’re going back to your husband’s arms tomorrow morning. I know you, can’t even stay away from him Sihyun; you love him so much and it shows it on your face.”

“But sometimes I feel this is wrong, carrying out the whole gang and then going back to his arms as if nothing happened. Sometimes I feel like I will pay the price for being the leader and being happy.”

“You’re doing this for your people Sihyun, never blame yourself and you have every right to be happy. You chose Seungcheol because you love him but you didn’t abandon us so doesn’t matter. You are happy.”

“You know, yesterday we went to meet Jeonghan and his wife, and when I saw Seungcheol holding their little angel in his arms, I realized how badly I want Seungcheol to be the father of our child.” Seungmin stopped the car in the traffic and looked at Sihyun, Sihyun looked like she was somewhere in her own world. The love for Seungcheol was something that always made her weak whenever it came to work, her work was dangerous, and her life was dangerous but living with Seungcheol she was always afraid, of leaving him and what’s coming for her next. She can’t risk everything but she is risking everything because of him after all.

They entered their house and Seungcheol locked the door, “Seungcheol” Sihyun’s voice was barely audible, she was about to go upstairs to their bedroom but she stopped but still didn’t face Seungcheol, she was hesitating, she never felt like this. Till date she always felt having kids is something she can never think about, being a mother and the thoughts of parenting always haunted her and specially after thinking how she saw her family getting killed infront of her eyes, when she was barely nine years. She was reminded of what is her work and whatever is she going to say had the power to flip her whole world upside down. Because one mistake from her side and it’s all over.

She felt Seungcheol’s steps approaching her, soon he wrapped his arms around her waist, “What happened my love?” Sihyun was deep in her thoughts, how would Seungcheol react and what if the past that happened with her repeats? Seungcheol knew she lost her family when she was nine years old but he doesn’t know why. Seungcheol knew her but at the same time he didn’t. “Sihyun” his voice was low, and he rested his head on her head, Sihyun turned around to look at him, “Cheol”

“Yes my love?” and that was it. ‘my love’

“A thought crossed my mind today when you were holding Jeonghan and Luna’s lil angel Mirae, I wondered how would you look holding a lil angel who looked like you, your eyes, your dimples, your smile” a smile spread on Sihyun’s face, “Even I want our little angel to look like you.” Sihyun’s eyes widened in the realization of what he had said, “What do you-” Before she could say anything, he kissed her. Seungcheol always wanted Sihyun’s approval in this matter, he always dreamt of holding their baby that’s why he waited till Sihyun said it. He had faith in Sihyun she would be a good mother and they would make nice parents.

“Looks like my baby is finally ready to take the next step” he looked at her and said, Sihyun was unable to say anything, “I was waiting for you to say” Sihyun realized how much Seungcheol respected her. “I love you so much” and she kissed him, and pulled herself back. Seungcheol held Sihyun shoulder and his other hand was holding her cheeks; he leaned closer and Sihyun could see what he was going to do next. He kissed her and her hands traveled from his shoulder to his neck, Seungcheol pulled her closer and she parted, “I love you too” and kissed her again. Seungcheol parted after they were out of breath and he picked her up in his arms “Let’s make you feel how much I love you” Sihyun smiled at him and buried her head in his embrace

“What did he say?” She looked at Seungmin, who was looking at her, “Even I want our little angel to look like you”

“Isn’t that good?” Seungmin’s voice was low, “You know what happened with my family and why, I am scared Seungmin, I am scared of what’s coming, and having a baby, I can, I want to with Seungcheol, I want to have our own small little family but the fear is still there. And I don’t want my baby anywhere near my work. I don’t want my baby to find out who I am which is impossible Seungmin and then there are chances of everyone getting targeted.” Sihyun sighed

“Don’t stress too much about it Sihyun” Sihyun smiled at Seungmin.

Soon, they reached and Seungmin parked the car. “Everything’s at the back seat” Sihyun nodded and went to check everything at the back seat. “Are the guns loaded?” Seungmin nodded, Sihyun took her gun and kept it with her. “Let’s try not to kill anyone tonight. I don’t want anyone interrupting our deal” Seungmin nodded and they saw Hanuel’s car parking. Hanuel came out of her car with her gun in her hand. Seungmin was holding a briefcase and they all went inside the warehouse.

“Everyone’s ready with everything?” the whole gang was there and they nodded, “Yes ma’am” There was the seat of Sihyun, she was walking gracefully with Seungmin, her right-handed man. Hanuel stepped back and stayed as the incharge of everyone. “Everyone’s safety should be the priority along with our deal, okay?”

“Yes ma’am”

“When are they coming Hanuel?” Sihyun took a seat and asked her, “They are almost here.”

“Good” Once they are in their work mood, there’s no friendship, it’s work relationship. That’s how Sihyun taught herself to handle the whole mafia gangs, she was the leader. Her identity was hidden, she was living a normal life without exposing her identity of mafia leader. She was the leader of Mafia and she handled everything with Seungmin.

“They’re here.” Hanuel said.

Sihyun crossed her legs and nodded, “Let the boss in and everyone stay outside. You too Hanuel.”

“But-” Hanuel was surprised because Sihyun never did this, “I said, OUT EVERYONE.”

“Okay ma’am” Seungmin was with Sihyun, “What’s wrong?”

“I want this deal to be just between us, no interruption Seungmin, I do not want anyone else inside and we can’t let our guards down, no matter what”

Once everyone was outside, it was just Sihyun and Seungmin; the other gang leader entered the warehouse, he was with his man. “Looks like you wanted only me tonight?” Sihyun wasn’t liking the way this man was talking to her, being the leader and a woman she knew, how she could be treated by other leaders but Seungmin was always there by her side, and never let these men get her. Last time a man talked down with Sihyun, Seungmin lost his clam but Sihyun killed him, that’s when there was almost a war because Sihyun killed an underboss.

“Did you forget how I killed him and do you want to be the next guy, who wants to get killed by my precious gun?” there was a smirk on her face.

The guy had his hands up, “Okay, I surrender, I am here for money and you’re here for your weapons, once the deal is done, it’s over”

“Good, come and take a seat.” Sihyun smiled. The man came and took a seat opposite to her, it was the leader of Kwon gang. One of the top gangs and also a ruthless one.

Once they showed each other, whatever they need, Sihyun checked the weapons and Seungmin showed the money. “Looks like this weapon deal is done” the guy had a smirk, and Sihyun smiled, “Yes” she took a pause and leaned towards him, “But always remember not to mess up with my people, I won’t hesitate to kill you and your members next time I see them killing any of my man or trying to hack our systems” Sihyun looked intensely at him, “Okay?”

“Well, you can’t order around like that Kim Sihyun” she had a smirk, “Of course I can, because all of my men are outside, and your people are already taken down. That’s what you pay for trying to hack our system and killing two of my men”

“Are you out of your mind?” she smiled at him, “I wish I was, but that’s how you handle double-faced people. Now get up and walk away, and remember not to mess up with me” he got up and at the same time, Sihyun and Seungmin heard Hanuel’s voice in their in-ear “Seungcheol and a team is almost here, get out of this place with Sihyun. RIGHT NOW.”

“Leave, they are here.” By the time, Sihyun’s voice was heard, everything turned upside down in a second, “Do not wait for me, leave. LEAVE HANUEL, TAKE EVERYONE AWAY I WANT EVERYONE TO BE SAFE.” Sihyun threw her in-ear and looked at Seungmin, “You take everything and leave first”

“No”

“I said, LEAVE.”

“I REFUSE KIM SIHYUN”

“THIS IS AN ORDER” By the time she could say one more word, she heard the door open and she pushed Seungmin, “If you ever cared about me, then leave” and that was it, Seungmin had no choice, and Sihyun didn’t know what was she going to do?

Surrender to Seungcheol? When she doesn’t even know why is he here?

To prove herself right that Seungcheol was lying to her and is an undercover agent?

That Seungcheol was the following her?

“Hands up” and then she heard her husband’s voice. And Seungmin couldn’t leave because of his loyalty, no matter how much Sihyun pushed him away. She could recognize his footsteps, and they were getting closer.

She saw him holding a gun and she was standing there face to face with him. Never in her nightmare, she was prepared for a day like this, standing face to face with Seungcheol and him pointing a gun towards her.

“What are you doing here? You shouldn’t have been here.” He screamed, the anger was visible on his face, he was pointing his gun toward her and in a second, everyone was pointing a gun towards her, “Lower your guns, not a single bullet should be fired and no one should hurt her or I will shoot you myself” his voice was stern, Sihyun rarely saw Seungcheol being pissed but today was something else, it was a blow-off for both of them. No one dared to speak a single word, “But sir-”

“STAND DOWN I SAID” Seungcheol’s voice almost made her flinch, but her expression stayed the same.

“So? Sihyun, how long have you been lying to me about everything?” he asked, his voice was almost unrecognizable to himself, she couldn’t answer and it was very evident that Seungcheol was pissed. She didn’t have any answer, “You also lied to me Seungcheol” and then she looked at him, directly in his eyes. No one had any answer, both were doing their own job, and falling in love was something that was never in their plan and how worse it could be that, the case Seungcheol was assigned and Sihyun was the mastermind and leader of everything. It was her job to protect her team and familia but it was his job to take her down, how could the universe be so cruel?

The pain and hurt were visible in his eyes, he wanted to prove himself wrong tonight, it’s been more than years since Seungcheol was assigned this thing, and he was an undercover agent. He was feeling cheated on his trust, he almost had a fight with his vice-team leader about Sihyun being the leader and he said he would prove them wrong tonight that’s why he lied to Sihyun about going out.

But here he is, standing face to face gun pointed towards his own wife, who was a ruthless gang leader. How could he do this to his own wife?

“You shouldn’t have been here SIHYUN” his screams weren’t helping him at all. There was just silence, no one spoke a single word.

“You shouldn’t have been here not after all this” Seungcheol’s mind wasn't working at all, looking at his wife as the person who was behind all this, she was the prime suspect but he was in denial and now that she is standing infront of him, he was more than shocked and angry.

“Seungcheol, remember I love you but for once in my life, I am going to choose my job” and she took out her loaded gun and pointed at him. Sihyun had no choice. “Let him leave and I will be the one here” Seungcheol, never said no to his wife, for him she was always the priority but he couldn’t even let his emotions take over him right now, he was on his duty. “If I let him go then what are you going to do Sihyun?” if her eyes could tell him how hurt she was when she heard her own name, she wasn’t used to this Seungcheol. “I am the one, you need.” She took a pause and looked at Seungmin, “Let him go.”

“Bring him” Another officer went to bring Seungmin, he was holding Seungmin. “Leave him” Seungcheol agreed and Seungmin had to walk away from the warehouse, Seungcheol knew what he was doing, he was trying to make Sihyun vulnerable and he had his team all over this place, once Seungmin stepped out of this warehouse, he is going to be caught by the officers and he would be taken away from this place.

“Now, put that gun down. You cannot leave this place” she shook her head, “I won’t and mind it, by the time you take me down, everyone would be gone, I saved my members already.” Sihyun’s eyes never looked away from Seungcheol’s eyes, there was a tension only they knew. “I gave you my heart already and there’s nothing left to give you anymore. My love, my heart and my whole life, it’s all yours. The day I realised I was in love, I knew what I was signing up for, the love the betrayal. I kept myself prepared for the day, maybe someone will ask me to surrender for being the leader but, never in my wildest nightmare I imagined you, that you would be here as the officer and telling me to put my gun down?”

“Why would you lie about yourself Seungcheol?” she was hurt, he knew she was hurt. It was his mission, he couldn’t even share this even after getting married, he wanted this mission to be over so that he could tell Sihyun and be happy. Seungcheol was feeling betrayed but on the other hand Sihyun was also feeling betrayed, both were on their duty and the crime of being in love and married to eachother was enough to tear them apart. “I love you Seungcheol and I can give up on my life for you but I can’t betray my family and knowing how they weren’t even my blood but someone I could call my family. And after knowing how much me and my people had to go through, I can’t step back. Do you want to know who made me like this?” Sihyun’s eyes were speaking, Sihyun never opened up totally with her past and Seungcheol was always waiting for her to say it without forcing her. “You and your organization” she had a tight smile “They didn’t take a single step when our family was killed. My own family died infront of my eyes, I never told you, how but my family was killed infront of my eyes when I was just nine years. And the people you’re working with, you call them justice?” she let out a smirk, remembering how she still gets the nightmare of her family getting killed infront of her, it was another reason why she afraid to be with Seungcheol. “It turned a blind eye and that was it.”

“I was alone until I found you.” all the memories of Seungcheol felt like a flashback to her.

“Seungcheol” she took a deep breath, she wanted to be calm and say everything that’s inside her but her heart was beating like crazy because she was nervous. “Your smile heals me. You make me happy and I admire you a lot. You helped me to find a home, a home I can always return back to. I want to give you all the love, more than you deserve. I call you, ‘My Seungcheol’ because you are everything to me. Love is not just a word I can use to describe you, you are a feeling, an emotion for me, you always give me a heart-warming feeling that no one else can ever give to me. You are my own Seungcheol. I will never keep a secret from you and will stay with you in all your happiness and sadness. I am ready to share my life with you and take one more step towards us. I love you too”

Once the exchange of rings was over, the priest then asked, “Do you Choi Seungcheol take Kim Sihyun, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to share your life openly, standing with her in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, in hardship and in ease to cherish and love forever more?” her eyes were fixed on Seungcheol, and she heard “I Do” it felt like her whole world stopped for him. He smiled at her, his dimples. Another reason she never wanted to let go of him.

The priest turned to Sihyun, “Do you Kim Sihyun take Choi Seungcheol, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to share your life openly, standing with her in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, in hardship and in ease to cherish and love forever more?” She took a deep breath and replied, “I do”

“You may now kiss your Bride”

The kiss was one overwhelming one and it had so many emotions in them. She couldn’t believe she made this decision, this was the second decision she made for herself. She was happy, she could feel the happiness, just for today she wanted to be the girl she wanted to be, forgetting about her duties as a leader. She wanted to be just ‘Seungcheol’s Wife’

“Why would you do this Sihyun? Why? Was everything a lie?” Seungcheol couldn’t process anything, everything Sihyun told him yesterday about have a little one and being a happy family was coming back to him as a flashback.

“You’re my happiness and my home but seems like at the end of the day you would also leave me. You knew everything about me Seungcheol except one fact, I am the leader you’ve been looking for since years, even before we met, if only I knew this is how it was going to end then I wouldn’t have met you” by this time, Sihyun was tearing up, it reminded of all the best memories Seungcheol gave her. How her life was beautiful after meeting him, “I love you but I hate your organization and now that I know you’re the one who was handling my case, I can’t even hate you. It all fell down.”

“I always had a motto, and that was to ‘die with dignity’” and with that the grip around her gun got tighter, “Thankyou Seungcheol for all these amazing seven years, I love you” and she fired.

The moment the bullet was fired, Seungcheol moved from his place but his bullet hit her right there and against his will he realized he shot her.

“Sihyun” was the last thing she heard before falling into the floor.

And the very next day, it was Seungcheol who received the award standing infront of the whole crowd, he was holding the trophy. He gave his speech and only he knew how much it was hurting. Only he knew, how he saw his wife dying, the tears that were threatening to fall, didn’t deserve to fall. It was the pain of losing his wife, his support system, his love, and the person he trusted the most, but then what is even trust?

He was the one who shot his wife and here he is being awarded for that.

All the dreams died down the moment she took her last breath infront of him saying she still loved him even after this.

WHEN I HAD YOU...

Summary: It started with a bet from his friends: date the cold-hearted girl for a month, if you can even get that far… you just happened to find out about it at the wrong time. But really, would there ever have been a ‘right’ time to tell you?

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Word Count: 15k+

Warnings: language, mentions of sex

A/N: It shifts pov often, but hopefully it doesn’t become super confusing!!

Park Jimin could get anything and everything that he wanted. He had six different cars, his own house, and a new girlfriend every week… and he was only a senior in high school. Park Jimin was the stereotypical heartthrob and he was very well aware of this fact. He flaunted his good looks, his well defined body, and his talents in and out of school. Park Jimin could get anything and everything he wanted, and he did.

His friends were always making bets about how long he would stay with his girlfriend - Namjoon was the reigning champion when it came to guessing that - and how long it would take him to get with the newest “it girl” at the school once Jimin had destroyed the last one by breaking up with her. It was always the same. “He won’t last more than three weeks with her. She’s easy, but she’s not that easy.” “He’ll get with her in three days. She’s been eye fucking him for months.” And usually, it all came true.

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Arrangements Ch 1

Title: Arrangements. Chapter Title: It’s just a little crush.

Pairing: Lim Sejun x Reader. Mentions of Choi Byungchan and non mentions of Do Hanse, Heo Chan, Kang Seungsik, Han Seungwoo and Jun Subin as well as OC’s.

Summary: He was the aggravating fuckboy roommate of your best friends but maybe that’s what caused you to agree to such an arrangement. But will the arrangement work out? Between mutual friends, his other hookups and a certain romantic interest on your part, this could all be trouble.

Words: 6,500

Rating: PG13 but will eventually become M

Genre for this Chapter: College! au, Angst.

Tags/Warnings: Drinking, Mentions of sexual scenarios, mentions of possible drug use (a roofie), Mentions of someone possibly wanting to take advantage of someone (While Nothing happens I need to put this as a warning as it can trigger some past experiences readers have had)

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You hated Lim Sejun and his band of one night stands. Before anybody assumes it’s a case of “oh she has it bad for him and she’s just jealous” you were in no way into him like that and in no way jealous of the Grey haired man you dubbed ‘FookBoi’ nor his female companions. He simply cramped your style.

When he moved into your best friends apartment as a third roommate you thought you’d have the same dynamic with your friends that you had had for about a year before his sudden appearance. But you were sorely mistaken.

It was Friday night and you had your body sprawled over the deep grey fabric of the couch with your sock covered feet lying on your best friend Do Hanses blanket covered lap. Byungchan had occupied the black leather like single seat to your right and you all were currently debating on whether or not twins were creepy. The debate brought to you by you all watching The Shining once again.

“How could you even think twins are creepy? It’s clearly just the matching outfits with the head tilting that eludes to the creepy factor” you were thrown into a fit of laughter as Hanse imitated the twin’s expression when Johnny first saw them, his lip ring glinting in the soft shadows of the single lit lamp to his right. Byungchans dimples were on full display as he couldn’t help but laugh as well. You really did try not to blush at his adorable face. You had a thing for one of your best friends and you couldn’t help it, your small crush had existed for around 8 months are you knew it was a matter of time before it was known.

You were admiring his soft contours of his face down to his defined jawline and back up to lip plump lips curled upward around his teeth as his focus was still on Hanses face when the front door slammed open causing you three to jump in surprise. Hanse grabbed your feet as if to use your unicorn print covered appendages to shield himself from the big scary monster he assumed had not only come through his front door but also used a key.

As you tore your gaze away from the man you had been admiring you looked up to see Lim Sejun walking passed the back of the couch with some blonde traipsing her body on his ebony leather jacket covered shoulder. He threw you a smirk as he had undoubtedly witnessed your admiration for his roommate. “Enjoy your movie” was all that left his lips before you heard a woman’s giggle and the closing of his door followed by a hard thump.

Pulling your feet back to your body you crossed your soft cotton short covered legs and snatched a fist full of buttery salty popcorn from the shared bowl in the center of the dark wooden coffee table situated in front of you. Hanse pulled the off white blanket closer to his body and used a black nail polish covered finger to press play on your movie. As you took another bite full of popcorn your munching was cut short by a woman moaning a loud “Unngh yes Daddy” Choking on the salty kernels your face took on a sour expression and you turned to see Hanse grimace and Byungchan blush a bright crimson followed by a shake of his head.

The sounds of what started as a soft mumbling were turning into a shrieking of sorts causing you and your best friends to stand up together and make a beeline to Hanses bedroom. You all knew it would be no use to higher the television to try and drown out the sounds of pleasure the two people in the room next to the living room were feeling. Clutching your beloved popcorn and fizzy coke you settled yourself in the middle of the light blue jersey sheet covered bed. Hanse with the fuzzy blanket from the living room took up the space to your right and Byungchan settled himself on your left, his long legs sprawled out, his green and yellow parakeet printed socks causing you to smile softly.

With a few clicks of the remote the movie had been ready to be continued but before you could immerse yourself into the infamous “Redrum” scene, Hanse decided to look you straight in the eyes and with an obnoxiously loud screech he let out a “ HOOOYAH D A D D Y.” His eyes rolling back into his skull. Fake gagging you shook your head and slapped his tattoo covered shoulder over his thin tank top. “I fucking hate you sometimes.”

Curling yourself into your oversized hoodie you got comfortable with both of your best friends, settling yourselves once again into weekly movie night. As the movie played you were brought back to what had just happened in the living room. While this certainly wasn’t the first time your plans were ruined by Mr ‘Fookboi’ himself, it still irked you. You knew this wasn’t your apartment and you had no say what happened around here but you missed the fun times you three had had without the possibility of hearing ridiculously loud sex take over the three bedroom apartment at any time of the day or night.

Hell, before Sejun moved in, the boys had shared an apartment with a man named Seungsik. He was genuinely nice and even joined in for a couple of your movie nights. It was peaceful and the only loud banging happened in the apartment was when Hanse attempted to make cookies and the clanging of pots and pans that most certainly weren’t used in baking resounded throughout the shared space. But that peace was cut short when Seungsik accepted a study abroad opportunity and Sejun occupied his space.

You spent about 4 days out of the week here and you swore there was a new female face that accompanied Sejun almost every one of those days for the passed six months that he had been living here. You were in no way sex shaming him as you believed everyone can do whatever they wanted with their own bodies but his choice in woman was sometimes infuriating. They held no respect that this was a shared apartment and it showed.

From the Brunette last week who had walked around in nothing but a towel while you helped Hanse study for his Psych midterm to the Blonde the week prior that you caught using YOUR purple toothbrush that you had left in one of the two bathrooms for nights you slept over. Like who the fuck uses a toothbrush that isn’t theirs? As you had taken in her party dress which you assumed she had been wearing earlier in the night when she followed Sejun to his room passing you and Byungchan grimacing over Hanses attempt at baking  muffins, covered frame and her makeup smudged eyes, your eyes narrowed in on your toothbrush between her pink stained lips.

“Excuse me, that’s my toothbrush” you said with a grimace on your face as she leaned down to spit the toothpaste that had been sloshing in her mouth into the sink, the white fluid making its way down the drain. “hmm? oh here” was all she replied before placing the toothbrush in your palm. It still had toothpaste on it and it took everything in you to not throw the toothbrush at her and go full on hulk mode.

Then there was the Red head a few days ago that you knew as Cynthia from your shared Calculus class. You had been making dinner for your best friends that had been having a difficult school week. Walking into the apartment with the the bags full of groceries using your key the boys had given you, you set the canvas bags onto the white counter before organizing them into piles of what needed to be made in order from first to last. Pulling together the pots and pans you needed your thoughts were interrupted by a high pitched whine and the sounds of a bed thumping against a wall. Glancing towards the door you saw what appeared to be a woman’s taupe coat. Shaking your head you let out a disgusted ‘gross’ and pulled up your Spotify playlist hoping it would drown out some of the sounds coming from the occupied bedroom.

Throwing the tomatoes and onions into a pan you let them sauté until they were caramelized and got started on putting together the garlic butter for the fresh baked french bread you scored at the grocery store. Grooving to your music, you went along with your chopping of vegetables for the salad followed by dumping a box of penne into the salted water you had prepared. Spreading the herby garlic spread onto the soft doughy bread you plopped it into the oven and checked your pasta.

‘Buss it Buss it Buss it Buss it’ came through the speaker of your phone and you let your body do a little twerk as you plated the penne a la vodka, salad and finally the warm garlic bread fresh from the oven, turning around you checked to make sure everything was turned off and grabbed your phone to check the time. “They should be home soon” you mused and poured yourself a glass of ice water. ’Is you FUCKIN’ yelling the fuckin part you wiggled your hips as you sipped your water and turned around when the sound of crunching put a halt in your boppin.

Your jaw twitched as you took in the Red head leaning against the island counter with a piece of garlic bread between her smeared lipstick covered lips. The smell of roasted garlic and tomato sauce hung in the air as you stepped towards the female eating the food you had just made.

“That food isn’t for you, you do know it’s rude to just eat what someone else had made without asking right?” you furrowed your brows at her and extended a hand towards the rest of what you had plated up. Leaning her head against her left palm she licked her lips clean of what looked like breadcrumbs and smiled. “Aww, were you making a meal for Sejunnie? if so, I can assure you this won’t get him into your pants, not when he has a lady like me right here. But it’s cute that you tried.” Opening your mouth ready to ask her what the literal fuck she was talking about, Cynthia moved her elbow along the counter followed by a ‘oops’ and a shrug of her shoulder.

Looking down at the tray that had skidded across the wooden floor when her elbow knocked down your garlic bread just milliseconds ago you let out an annoyed “are you fucking kidding me?” Looking unaffected, Cynthia shrug her pale pink covered shoulders at you and licked her index finger of what looked like garlic butter. Leaning down with a bend of your knees you started to pile the bread you now had to throw out onto the faux marble tray that balances itself in your left hand. You grit your teeth stopping yourself from saying much else knowing that it wouldn’t do a thing. Knees knocking against the floor as you reached for a piece that had gone under the counter, before you could grasp it between your deep purple nail polished fingers, a pale hand reached out and placed it down onto your tray.

Looking up your eyes met Sejuns light grey contact covered gaze and you shook your head head towards the woman he had just been fucking. “Some company you keep” you mumbled to him before standing up, lavender slipper covered feet coming into contact with the dark wooden floor. As the door clicked open you were met with an enthusiastic“y/n did you cook? your’e the BEST.” Hanse stepped through the threshold of the open plan kitchen and took in the scene. You with a tray of what looked like garlic bread, a furious gaze in your eyes, Sejun with his hand extended towards you and a red head smacking her lips along a napkin.

“Um what happened?” left Hanses lips as you tossed the food that had been in your hand into the trash and got to work looking for the swiffer they kept in a linen closet close to the kitchen. Your ears picked up on what sounded like Sejun saying out a soft yet firm “I called you an uber, they’re here already” followed by a sickeningly sweet “But Sejunnie we could spend more time together.” Rolling your eyes you entered the kitchen once again and wiped the wet wipe along the grease covered floor. “Domestic, cute” Looking up you stepped towards the red haired female ready to throw hands. You were beyond tired of her shit and weren’t going to take anymore. She fucked with food, precious FOOD.

“I told you to leave already” Sejun grabbed Cynthias elbow and guided her towards the front door. “But, ugh fine. Call me later?” she asked and he just shrugged his shoulder while walking her to the elevator.

Angrily throwing the swiffer pad into the trash you thrust the mop to Hanse to put away and bounded to the sink to wash your hands. “I fucking can’t stand people like her, Sejun needs to filter out the bitches from his list of hookups. I swear to god dealing with someone like her is not worth getting your dick wet.” You shouted and Hanse pat your back.

Byungchan’s soft head of hair leaning on your shoulder brought you back to reality and you sighed shaking the thoughts of Sejuns hookups out of your mind to focus on the movie that was almost finished. Looking to your left you smiled softly at the dimpled boys sleeping face. Hanse shifted on you right to pull his blanket closer to his body.

While Hanse was still awake you knew it would be a few minutes before he completely passed out like the sweetheart to your left had. Sitting up carefully you leaned Byungchans head onto a pillow and brought the comforter up his body while Hanse curled into himself mumbling a “you can sleep here or take Channies bed.” Shaking your head you let him know you’d be taking the couch as you tucked the bowl of kernels under your arm and balanced two glasses between your fingers of your fight hand as you maneuvered your way out of his room and to the kitchen. The soft lighting over the stove illuminated your trek to the kitchen and you spotted Sejun in a pair of joggers and an oversized pale blue t shirt sipping a glass of what looked like water.

Moving passed him you dumped the remnants of the kernels into the trash and carefully plopped the dishes into the sink to his right. To your left his eyes followed your movements as you cleaned up. “I’m sleeping on the couch so if you’re going for round two with whatever her name is, please keep it down.” you grumbled without looking at him and you made your way to the couch you had spent many a nights on. From the open kitchen you heard him shift as he placed the glass he had been drinking out of into the sink. “She left already, goodnight y/n” he responded and walked the few steps to his room, his door softly closing behind him and you shut your eyes, pulling the blue blanket that had been on the end of Hanses bed and you had snatched, closer to your body letting sleep overtake your tired brain.

The smell of sizzling bacon and warm butter invading your nostrils sending your senses in an uproar and your body to slowly open your eyes. Sitting up you still clutched the blanket you had been using tight around your body in a makeshift cocoon. Gaze scanning the kitchen behind the couch you were sitting on you watched as Sejun joked with Hanse while preparing the bacon that was sizzling in the pan below him. Hanse was mixing up more pancake batter and Byungchan was finishing a flip on the duo of cakes bubbling up in the pan he had been working with.

You could almost curse your stomach as an obscenely loud grumbled was heard in the open space causing all three boys to turn around and take in your messy bun that more like a turd flopping atop your head and your mascara slightly smudged under your eyes. Raising your left hand into what looked like a small wave you heard Hanse laugh loudly causing you to smile. “The Princess is awake” with a stern look in your eyes his smiled widened “I forgot y/n hates being called Princess, EHEM my queen.” Standing up you stretched your arms over your head and arched your back hearing the muscles pop from lying in the same position for too long.

Trudging towards the bathroom, you abandoned the blanket on the kitchen island on your way there. As you took in in your appearance in the bathroom mirror while you let the water warm you shrugged. Your best friends had seen you look a lot worse.

As you smoothed the foaming cleanser onto your hands and over your face you let out a soft sigh in content. Reaching into the cabinet under the sink you pulled your small body of makeup remover you had stashed there and massaged it onto your eyes to cleanly remove any remnants of eye makeup. Letting the warm water rinse your face of all impurities you got to work on bushing your teeth with your N E W purple toothbrush.

Letting your hair loose from its turd like confines, you softly ran what you knew as Hanses brush over your locks and shuffled back into the kitchen after your bathroom escapades were done with.

Tucking your hair behind your ears you poured yourself a glass of cold OJ and watched as the men finished with their Gordan Ramsey like cosplay of cooking. Giggling to yourself as the visual of Gordan Ramseys face on your friends bodies overtook you.

When you noticed the boys were just about done preparing the food you pulled plates from the cabinet and paired them with silverware for all four persons. A comfortable silence surrounding the room as you all piled your plates with food and made your way to the dining table to the left of the kitchen.

“Thanks for the food” you smiled out while cutting into your fluffy pancakes earning a wide from Hanse, a smile from Byungchan and a nod of your welcome from Sejun. Plopping a piece into your mouth you almost moaned at the warm syrupy goodness that coated your tongue, you could take the vanilla Hanses flavored the cakes with.

For the most part you all had ate in silence with the exception of Sejun and Byungchan talking about the college Basketball team Byungchan was on.

You had offered to do the dishes in repayment for the delicious breakfast the boys had cooked up and joined in on the conversation that took place in the living room when you had finished. Settling yourself on the cushion next to Hanse you let him ruffle your hair and leaned your head on his shoulder.

Hanse was like the brother you never had, you had known him since your first year of college, you small body nervous as all hell when you walked into your first Literature class of the year. Sitting next to you he had struck up a conversation when he took in the crescent moon earring dangling from your double helix piercing on your right ear.

From then on you all had become great friends, you had liked the same music and enjoyed some of the same aesthetics. A couple of months later you all had stumbled upon Byungchan at a frat party and a conversation about Liquor vs Beer ensued in the comfort of the lit kitchen. Before you knew it you all had drug your asses to waffle house for 4am food to nourish your alcohol filled bodies. You both becoming fast friends with the tall teddybear of a man.

A year later and the two men rented an apartment together inspired by the fact that you had been living in an apartment with your roommate since the middle of your freshman year. They had invited you to be their third roommate but you were on a multi-year lease and to be honest, you didn’t mind your roommate. You loved your friends but you liked being able to come home when you needed alone time or just girl time. Lately you had been spending more time at your best friends house due to your roommate having her boyfriend over a lot more before he graduated later this year and you wanted to give them alone time.

Musing to yourself on how grateful you were for their friendship you took in the effortless conversation between all three men. You knew they had been friends with Sejun for sometimes prior to him moving in but you hadn’t really taken in how friendly they were all with each other. You had to admit it put the moving mattress of a man in a new light.

“Favorite Nirvana song..3..2…1.” Hanse blurted out. All together four answers were heard at once “Lithium” you heard Hanse shout which you had already known. “All Apologies” Byungchan smiled and “Come as you are!” you and to your surprise Sejun yelled at once. “oof we have a tie.” Hanse said followed by a “Okay, okay.. Favorite BEYONCE song 3…2…1”

“Wait wait, Beyonce solo or Destinys Child included cause that’s a whole other convo” you added in before anybody could answer before taking a sip of your ice water and roaming your feet into the blanket you had been using. “Solo Beyonce” Hanse answered before shouting his countdown once again.

“Crazy in love OG version” Hanse shouted, “Formation” was Byungchans answer. “Irreplaceable” Sejun answered while tilting his head onto his palm with his elbow resting on the arm of the couch to your left. “If I were a boy” you smiled at the lyrics invading your thoughts. “But seriously Yonce is a fucking icon and you can’t just pick one song, that’s like ILLEGAL!” you added which earned claps from your best friends and a genuine smile from Sejun causing you to cock an eyebrow at his dimples cheeks.

The familiar ding of your phone signaled a text and you entered your password into the drive while vaguely listening to what the three men were talking about. Sending a message in reply to your friend and classmate Haley you tossed your phone back onto the coffee table in front of you and leaned back onto the comfy cushions behind you. “Oh shit y/n I almost forgot! Heo Chan’s frat is having a party tonight and i’m making you come with” The inky haired man to your right said with a clap of his hands, his rings clanking against each other. “Oddly enough that’s what Haley was texting me about and I already agreed to go with her since i’m obviously the best wingman ever. I also love how you weren’t planning on giving me a choice on going.”

“I wasn’t giving you a choice because I knew you couldn’t say no to this face” with a pucker of his pink lips, Hanse folded his fingers under his chin leaning closer to your face in a mock pout. Rolling your eyes you flick his slightly exposed forehead with a painted index finger. “Yeah yeah yeah.”

“Byungchannies going too and I think Sejun may show up too” Hanse added and you nodded. You knew Byungchan would go, with him being good friends with Chan and Seungwoo from Lambda Tau Nu or VTN for short. Sejun going came as no shock to you either knowing the amount of girls that would be wanting him to go with them and of course leave with them as well.

Checking the time on your apple watch linked onto your wrist with its black leather strap, you stood up throwing the blanket that kept your legs warm onto Hanses lap and grabbed your phone while looking for your slippers you had worn there. It was a little passed two in the afternoon and you knew you need to go home, shower and then later prep for the party. “Imma head out to freshen up, see you later. Hanse you picking me up?” with an of course heaving your best friends mouth you left the comfort of the three mens apartment and heading off to your own.

Smoothing your warm vanilla and rose body oil over your freshly shaven legs you checked your phone noting you had a little over an hour to finish getting ready before Hanse and byungchan would be pounding on your door. You had just finished pulling your black satin bra and panty set when your doorbell sounded off. Wrapping your fluffy white robe close to your body you opened the door to a smiling Haley who was carrying what you presumed to be her “getting ready shit” and a bottle of Svedka.

“Pre game sweets” she said when she caught you glancing down to the bottle clutched between her fingers. With a slight smile and a shake of your head, you both headed towards your room to finish getting ready.

Checking her ass in the mirror, Haley gave a little booty jiggle in her skin tight taupe body con dress that accentuated her deep mocha colored skin. You had just finished styling your straight hair with some silkening gloss when Hanses called signaling them leaving their apartment and heading towards yours. Sliding your feet into your black suede high heeled ankle booties you smacked your medium toned nude lipstick covered lips and followed Haley into the kitchen.

When the boys got there Haley demanded a pre game shot and you all but obliged. With a slam of the clear shot glass onto the faux marble counter you all headed out, following Hanse to his small Silver SUV.

Pulling up to the long street of parked cars in front of the VTN house you shook your head at the seemingly already drunk couples making out in the bushes and a half naked guy running down the lawn with a V painted onto his chest in what looked like red lipstick.

Entering through the oak double doors behind Byungchan you squeezed his shoulder as he maneuvered you all through the crowded entrance. Settling on a quieter side of what you knew from a few parties here as the living room, Byungchan excused himself to bring you all some drinks and you surveyed the area you were in. A couple of kegs were a few feet to your left where some guy you recognized as Subin was performing a keg stand. The two couches and coffee table were pushed closer near a wall where the stairs leading to the second floor bedrooms was to make the makeshift dance floor where bodies were rhythmically shaking the hips. Behind you to your right was the brightly lit kitchen when bottles lined the counters and bags of chips were strewn everywhere.

As you surveyed the kitchen you noticed Byungchan talking to a girl you knew as Emi. Byunchans dimples were on full display as he laughed at whatever she had been saying causing a soft bloom of rose to flush onto her pale cheeks. Leaning down to stir her drink her light brown hair fell slightly over her face to which Byungchan leaned forward and swiped his fingers over her forehead and still blushing cheeks to tuck her shoulder length hair behind her right ear. Noticing your gaze, Hanse chimed in “Oooooooh is Channie finally making a move on Emi? He’s been into her for like a month now” Whipping your hair around towards the tattooed man your deep brown smokey eyeshadow covered eyes widened slightly.

“He what now? How did I not know about this?” Hanse furrowed his eyebrow at your seemingly upset look and Haley cleared her throat. Haley had been the only person who knew about your crush on your friend from a night of one too many Vodka Tonics and Tequila shots. “I only knew about it cause I caught him shooting her google eyes and I asked him what was up until he fessed up.. why do you look? wait..y/n did you?” With a tick of your jaw you shook you head pleading with him not to continue his question.

“Since when?” was all he asked and you softly told him the answer. “But it’s fine, I honestly didn’t think much would come from it. I wasn’t sure how our friendship and the dynamic would work if we ever got together” You ran your thumb along the hem of your black and deep green plaid skirt. “It’s for the best, I’m glad he looks happy.” you were being honest, you wanted your friends to be happy and that’s all that had mattered to you. Yes you were a little heart broken but it was better than him finding out about your crush and you getting rejected then, or you all getting together then later breaking up and you losing one of your best friends and Hanse being stuck in the middle of his two best friends.

With an are you sure? Hanse headed off to the kitchen when you nodded your head and sighed. “God you’re such a good person babe, I would’ve been like ‘HELL NO IM NOT OKAY I AM A HEARTBROKEN WOMAN ON THE VERGE OF A MELTDOWN’” Haley whisper screamed into your ear and you felt yourself smiling at her over dramatic theater kid self.

“Ugh Chan looks so good” biting her deep fuchsia colored lips Haley wiggled her eyebrows and you shook your head. You knew she was staring at his ass in those tight light wash jeans as he talked to Hanse and Byingchan in the kitchen.

“Oh shit he’s coming over here” Fluffing her black shoulder length curled hair Haley pushed her boobs out by straitening her back causing you to giggle and accept the drink Hanse handed you. “Hey Haley hey y/n” Chan smiled causing adorable dimples to grace his cheeks. ‘Do all these men have dimples or what?’ you thought and shook your head slightly.

With a hello and a thank you for invited us you let Haley grab all of Chans attention with a conversation about Musicals. Hanse caught on to what you were doing and stepped further away from the two, taking you with him.

You had been talking to Hanse about Haley and Chan when Byungchan stepped in front of you both with Emi right behind him. “Hey guys, this is Emi” Hanse smiled and gave her a little wave. Suppressing your urge to be jealous and petty you took a deep breath and nodded towards her “Hi” leaving your lips. As Byunghcan talked to you both about how sweet Emi was and how they had been talking but it hadn’t been anything serious, you gripped your glass in your right hand and tilted your head back drinking all of its contents in one go. The familiar warm burn of alcohol siding down your throat and distracting you from Byuns dimples as he spoke so highly of the female clutching onto his right arm.

Taking in the girls pale blue satin liken dress and beige sweater handing off of her arms you had to admit she seemed nice, very demure and soft spoken but nice. “You’re so pretty, Byungchan didn’t do you justice when he told me about his best friends” Emi genuinely smiled at you and you thanked her. Needing a refill of your drink you excused yourself and headed towards the kitchen.

Setting your glass on the counter you got to work mixing Rum and a splash of coke. Taking your first sip you nodded and hummed at the taste. If you were going to deal with your crush and best friend finding a girlfriend you definitely needed something strong. Taking another sip you leaned your hip against the counters and slowly moved your head in a circle to relieve the tension you had been building up. You felt your body starting to heat up from the amount of bodies in the house and the alcohol flowing freely through your veins as you finished your second drink with a long chug.

Shrugging your oversized medium blue denim jacket off of your shoulder you looked for a suitable place to hide it from partygoers. Situating your jacket behind bottles of soap under the sink you made a note on your phone letting you know where you hide it in case you forgot and needed to retrieve it the next day.

Pouring yourself another drink you capped the Rum when you were done and sighed as the breeze from the overhead vent licked against your skin in your black crop top and plaid skirt. “Damn, now that’s a drink” came from your left causing your to look up with an arch of one of your eyebrows. Liam Martinez stood in front of you with a smile of his pearly whites and you couldn’t help but smile back. You recognized the Wide Receiver of your college football as you shared a literary course with him. You actually also shared that class with Sejun as well.

“Want one?” you asked with a smile to which he shifted closer to you and handed you his red cup. “Yes ma’am” you opened the same bottle you had been using and started pouring it into his glass, followed by a splash of the open coke to your right. Scooping a bit of ice from the bag in the sink into his glass you handed it back to him which he accepted gratefully.

“So, what’re you doing here? or better question, why are you drinking alone in a kitchen full of bottles?” Leaning your hip against the counter you quirked you lip slightly over you glass. “Well if anybody was drinking wouldn’t it be better to drink in a room full of bottles?” Chuckling at your retort Liam placed a hand on the counter and sipped his drink waiting for you to continue. “But if you must know, I finished my drink my friend made me and came to make another, plus they were having a convo I didn’t really feel like being a part of” you let the last bit slip out with a shrug of your shoulders.

With a ‘hmm’ in acknowledgment you two started a pretty nice conversation about your shared class and the frat house you were currently in which Liam had been a part of. Feeling the buzz flowing through your body you accepted his offer when he asked you to dance.

With your hand tucked into his you made your way to the dance floor and wrapped your arms around his neck as the music thumped around you. Settling his hands on your hips he pulled you closer to him, swaying your bodies to rhythm of the bass. Under the soft lights in the dark living room Liams light brown hair shined. Liams hands trailed up and down your hips, eventually turning you around pulling your back into his white t shirt and blue plaid covered chest feeling his muscles rippling against your back.

Leaning your head back onto his chest you ground your hips back into his and smirked. The alcohol coursing through your veins lending confidence to your dance moves as your began to grind with him in the middle of the other swaying dance partners crowding the space.

Another song came to a finish and you felt your body heating up tremendously. With a huff of air escaping your parted semi glossy lips, you knew you needed water and as Liams fingers grazed up your left thigh you excused yourself telling him you’d be right back but he had insisted on going with you.

Reaching the kitchen you looked for a clean empty cup to be the vessel that you needed to quench your thirst and hopefully cool your body down. Liam handed you an opaque red cup from the stack of downturned cups and you poured yourself some water from the fridge and took a long sip relishing in the fresh cool liquid cooling your body down and causing a small shiver.

“Hey can you pass me a coke from the fridge?” The taller man in font of you asked as you were closer to the fridge than he was and you nodded thinking nothing of it. Opening the metal fridge you looked around on the middle shelf before your eyes landed on the signature red cans, plucking one from the shelf you turned and stepped your way back to Liam, handing it to him which caused him to smile his pearly whites in return.

“Hold on, did he just drop something in y/ns glass?” Hanse voiced out while putting a black nail polished hand up in a stop motion after his eyes had zeroed in on the man in question drop something that looked like a small white circular pill into your drink. Earlier in the night Sejun had been talking to Hanse when they both noticed you dancing with Liam, he couldn’t quite place where he knew him from but after Hanse voiced what he had just seen, he remembered a girl he had hooked up with a couple of weeks ago said that after she had hooked up with Liam about a week prior. She had been looking for her shorts and found what looked like roofies on the floor in a bag under his bed. Sejun had asked why she didn’t report him to which she just shrugged and said Liam hadn’t done anything to her and she wasn’t sure that’s what they were so she wasn’t going to start trouble.

With a narrow of his eyes he peeled Tashas hand from around his torso and bounded off into the kitchen following Hanses fast steps towards your figure holding a red cup smiling up towards the tall figure in front of you.

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ANNNND chapter 1 is done! I’m going to try to update this pic every week but i can’t make any promises as i’m also writing a Jungkook Magic/au fic series.

I hope you enjoyed the read and pls let me know of any errors you come across as this is partially unedited and i don’t have a Beta reader or anything of the sort. ILY

-C/Potittiess

Flower (c.sc)

genre: HARD ANGST

pairing: S.Coups (Choi Seungcheol) x reader

series: Song Fic Series! - If I

word count: 2.3k

WARNINGS: major character death, mentions of blood, hospitalization, and disease.

summary: regret and mourning

author’s notes: are posted separately!! take a look if you’re feeling bored LOL

MASTERLIST

If the word I said countlessly came true

Seungcheol tirelessly dragged his feet up the hospital stairs, quietly telling himself to stay strong for one more day before entering your hospital room. There wasn't much to the room you stayed in, it was just as bleak as the others in the building. Yours though had a vase full of vibrant flowers adorning the table beside the guest chair.

A bright smile graced your features at the sight of him. You were sitting upright to get a good look at the view outside of your hospital window before he walked in. Bright rays of sunlight leaked into your room, bathing you in the sun's warm hug. Your sketchbook lay open on the overbed table, two small aster flowers sitting on the page of a finished sketch of the plant.

Seungcheol gifted you a chaste kiss before placing his belongings next to the vase of flowers and pulled the guest chair to your bed, ready to talk to you about his day. Speckled scars from your IV needle graced the top of your hand, Seungcheol being cautious when taking your hand in his. The shared smiles and faint giggles in this bleak room were more than enough for him; even the quiet conversations and comforting silences were perfect to him, just as long as he was with you.

Seungcheol wanted to pretend that everything was normal. He wanted you to feel normal and happy despite the sudden relapse of your childhood disease. He wanted to pretend that your skin wasn’t losing its color each day that you remained in the hospital or that you weren’t dying and that any day could be your last. He clung to you, childishly, wanting to spend every minute with you.

If I, if I, if I

The to-do list, because I couldn’t do it, its meaning is completely changed

Seungcheol still had his share of responsibilities despite his wishes to stay by your side 24/7. He still had college and a job to pay rent, which he became disinterested in both. A growing number of absences began appearing on Seungcheol’s school record; the frequent warnings from his boss no longer bothered him. He could no longer concentrate on anything other than you, and his life was being affected by it.

Seungcheol would often reminisce about the memories with you outside of the hospital when your paling skin was still its vibrant color and your smile wider and brighter than it is now. Memories where you would drag him to different places that he had never seen or noticed before or experience something new and fun. Seungcheol smiled to himself, remembering how eager and wide-eyed you were to see the world even before the two of you started dating. He was able to experience and come to understand your perspective as an artist. And he admired you for it, your ability to see beauty in everything, even in him.

And within that month where Seungcheol finally managed to ask you out and become his significant other, he was able to experience pure love and adoration from you. It is because of this love he refuses to accept the reality coming between your relationship with him.

There was still so much that he wanted to do and see with you; the different dates and days that he could only envision with you in it would only remain in his imagination. Everything that he had planned out would remain undone ever since you were admitted to the hospital.

Seungcheol’s to-do list no longer consisted of different escapades with you, but only to see you smile every day.

If I, if I, if I

I didn’t want to calculate the widened angle between us

You knew you didn’t have much time left; the doctors informing you that your time is limited, the disease spreading through your body too fast to cure. Your sickness weakened your body each day; it was growing harder to wake up from the worsening fatigue. It was something that you didn't want to think about or bring up when you were with Seungcheol, despite him being aware of what was to come.

You could tell that your worsening health was taking a toll on him. You were aware that he was ditching classes and that his job position was being threatened. You knew that he wanted to spend all of his time with you and that you did too. You loved him with all that you had to give; he became your everything without realizing it.

You often cried about the thought of dying and leaving everything behind, usually when Seungcheol left for his night shift or those rare times that he was in school (after scolding him). There were times that you despised yourself for causing so much pain to the person you have grown to love. There were nights where you cried, wishing that you were never diagnosed with this cursed disease, that you had a life with no more medication and pain, to repay Seungcheol for all that he has done while you were, hospitalized. You hated being so weak in front of him, sometimes pushing him away even though you wanted him to stay with you. You cried in fear when he was not there with you, selfish tears falling during the night at the thought of him finding someone else to love apart from you.

As the number of days you spent in the hospital rose, the weaker your body became; the pain in your chest from heartbreak and disease became more evident as breathing became difficult day by day.

With a sudden urge to draw you focused your strength into grabbing the pencil laying on the crease of your sketchbook. Everyday actions had grown increasingly difficult with your weakening strength. The pencil felt heavy in your hand, like carrying bricks, and you brought your other to help stabilize your shaking hand. A quiet sob escaping your lips from frustration and anger as the line on the paper scribbled into nothing. The silent clinking of your pencil hitting the ground didn’t make it to your ears as hot tears fell down your face. Your hands fell to your sides, weak and tired from something so simple. A sudden pain struck your chest making your body lurch forward. A violent array of coughs erupted from you; small droplets of blood mixed with your saliva stained the blank pages of the sketchbook. With blurry vision, you continued to fight for air, the quickening noises of the heart monitor dulling into a loud ringing in your ears as fuzzy images of nurses rushed into the room.

Your eyes shifted to the corner of the room where a vase of wilting flowers sat. Its petals splayed on the guest table, brown and limp, some falling like the confetti for their funeral.

If I-

Seungcheol was looking at the bright colors of the flowers behind the shop's window on his way to you. The colors reminded him of you in a way; the flower’s vibrant petals livened up the dreary afternoon he was experiencing.  

It wasn’t the first time he had been in the shop; Seungcheol had been getting flowers for you here since you hospitalized that the employees at the store began to recognize him whenever he came by. Seungcheol purchased a bouquet of chrysanthemums, as recommended by the florist who told him that it symbolized joy and long life, before heading to the hospital to do his daily visit.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, hiding the sun when Seungcheol made it to the hospital entrance. There was a bad feeling in his stomach and the weather was not helping with his growing anxiety. His grip on the flowers tightened as he hurried his way up to the floor your room was on.

Seungcheol felt his stomach drop at the sight of nurses rushing in and out of your room. He slowly staggered to your open door, pushing through some of the nurses crowding the area to get to you.

Visions and images of you came flooding into his mind as he inched closer to the door, his mind imagined your smiling face, smiling for him and him alone, and you that would jump into his arms and press kisses on his face telling him that you had healed. He imagined walking with you, hand in hand, out of this grim place and taking you to the beaches of Jeju, dancing on the shoreline. And he imagined saying his vows to you, dressed up so prettily with his friends and family around the two of you, and seeing his ring sit on your finger forever.

Seungcheol stopped breathing at the sight of your limp hand dangling on the edge of your bed.

Nurses pushed him out of the way in a rush to save you as he stood there, the chaos in the hall filtered out by the loud ringing of the flat line on your heart monitor. The ringing didn’t stop.

I’m late but even now, my eyes and mouth are full of you; A day passes and the regret is too deep- I’m drowning in it

Jihoon had been the one to take Seungcheol out of the hospital. He received a call earlier from the hospital, Jihoon's number being listed under Seungcheol’s emergency contact papers after your name, telling him to remove Seungcheol from the waiting room.

Jihoon quickly grabbed Seungcheol's prepped overnight bag and brought him to his apartment complex. The tight-lipped man didn’t want his friend to be by himself, so he welcomed Seungcheol to stay with him until he was stable enough to be on his own.

Seungcheol felt himself drifting. His head and heart felt empty as if he were floating in space, drifting aimlessly forever without anywhere to go.

Nothing felt real to him anymore; he would often think that he was stuck in the void that your passing had created in his head.

There were times where he would close the world out, where everything would turn black. And suddenly, you would appear, your skin returned to its glowing and natural color, your smile would be shining as it always did whenever he saw you, and your hand would take him, so warm and alive, pulling him into the embrace that he craved and begged so much to have one last time.

His eyes filled to the brim with tears for you, soft broken whimpers of your name escaping his mouth during the night that Jihoon would hear through the thin bedroom walls of the guest room while working. Jihoon could only hang his head in shame, praying for his friend to find peace with your passing.

Seungcheol felt like he was drowning, regret building inside of him. His hopes and dreams that he wished to fulfill with you suffocated him.

If I could have given you the proper support…

If I could have given you that last kiss…

If I could have given you that last ‘I love you’…

If I could still have time.

I’ll do whatever to love you again.

~

Where you going, where are you going

Why do I feel my grip loosening

My fist holding onto the edge of your clothes

Why am I losing strength

Our path, our promise to be together

Is already thwarted and you walk away

Turning your back on me

 It reduces to a single dot

It’s too empty outside of that interest

I hope that that dot

Comes back before me and turns into you

 If I could

If I could

If I could

I’ll do whatever

…

Seungcheol stands in front of your grave years after your death, a fresh aster flower in his hand as he reminisces on the memories the two of you shared in your younger years. These memories that could only bring him sadness in the past made him smile, time allowing his wound of you to heal in his heart. The thoughts of "what could have been" were able to fade with time as well.

Sometimes though, a few tears would escape. Seungcheol let out a sniffle, a dopey smile gracing his features as he apologized to you. He gently placed the flower on your headstone, his fingers tracing the grooves of your carved name on the stone as he did every time he visited you. He let his hand linger just a bit longer on your grave as he longed silently, hoping his prayers get to you. A ring of love adorned his ring finger as the rays of the sun bounced off the metal. Seungcheol’s face now with visible signs of age, smiled once more at your grave, whispering the words he wished he could have said to you before your passing,

 “I’ll love you forever my flower.”

 If we can walk this path together again

I want to hold your hands and give you warmth

If I hold your cheeks with warmed hands

Will you smile again for me?

Then let’s do.

 If I

You breathe your living what if thats not true anymore

I dont own photos

Diary - Vernon (A)

Genre: Angst

Warnings : suicide , self harm , bullying

Choi y/n that’s a girl who always walks around with a diary in her hands , when you hear diary it’s not the gushy cute stuff where the diary is about boys makeup girls no her diary is very special , it holds secrets that nobody knows . Let’s go threw a few notes

Day one 1

Dear diary

Wow this feels kinda weird writing in this erm uh hi I’m Choi y/n and this is day 1 of my diary

Erm today of all days was quiet which is unusual I also got to hang out with my amazing best friend Vernon.

But all he did was talk about his ‘amazing’ girlfriend which is not so amazing she’s actually really toxic and not a nice person.

School was alright no one disturbed me

But home ,home was different it was to noisy

My parents are always shouting and arguing with each other but when their not arguing they are hitting me and abusing me

You are probably thinking why don’t you stick up for yourself, we’ll I’ve tried but it resulted in me getting the worse beating of my life.

As you can see y/n isn’t living the bestest life lets skip to day 25

Today was the worse of all days vernon Ignored me and kept on glaring at me

I don’t know what I’ve done to receive this treatment, I feel so alone and depressed lately.

Looks like y/n has been going through and even tougher time today

Let’s see what she’s been up to

Y/n pov:

I just finished writing in my diary I feel so lonely vernon doesn’t want to speak to me anymore and he’s seems mad at me.

Maybe I can try and catch him tomorrow to ask what the problem is.

~time skip to tomorrow ~

It is 7am now I got dressed and ready to go to school as I am making my way through the gate I see vernon walking in

“Vernon vernon !!”

But he just started walking faster

“Please vernon can we talk?” I asked out of breathe

“What do you want to talk about freak” he said angrily

“Freak?” I said lowly “erm why have you been ignoring me ?” I said softly while looking at my shoes

“ OH don’t pretend like you don’t know what you have done I know you pushed Hannah ( his gf)and called her a whore” vernon said harshly

“What I never said any of tha-” I said but was cut off

“Stop pretending to be innocent Hannah told me everything y/n” vernon said

“Please vernon you have to believe me” I said almost on the verge of crying

“Save it y/n you betrayed me” Vernon said in an angry tone and left.

I fell down to my knees crying Hannah lied and … vernon believed her

Third person pov:

Y/n walked through the school door with fear

Everyone turned to look at her

Some turned in disgust, some turned to see whom it was, some turned to whisper to their friends about her, some just outright just glared at her

“Wow Hannah must have lied to everyone” y/n thought

She sighed holding the tears that desperately wanted to fall, she made her way to her locker as she heard the insults they were saying about her

Weirdo , nerd , freak , fake , and so on it continued

But one sentence crushed her heart so bad

“Ugh she should just end it to be totally honest. It’s not like she’s needed anyways she’s just a pain in the ass tbh” take a guess who said that yep Hannah and guess who was beside her laughing and agreeing with her while she said vernon

That crushed y/n even more, the thought that everyone would be better off without her has crossed her mind so many times.

Skip to a few weeks later:

The bullying got harsher and harsher y/n became even more depressed, harsher words where thrown at her

Y/n continued to write in her diary everyday.

But today something was different, today it would all stop, while insulted were being thrown at her she didn’t cry of flinch she simply nodded her head taking it all in

She didn’t cry when her parents hurt her she simply nodded her head

Her diary didn’t have day 90 written in it no it had

The End written

Dear the end

The time has finally come no more tears no more insults and no more people, you know I dead a long time ago, only difference now is that they’ll notice.

Thank you for being with me till the very end, The end has finally come.

Truth is I never did any of those things she said I’ve done but nobody believed me.

To everyone who bullied me, thank you

That’s all I have for you guys thank you

And to the people who brought me into this world, I am sorry for whatever pain I have caused you but now there won’t be a need to remind me how useless I am because I am going I’m sorry and thank you.

Good bye everyone.

Y/n closes her diary after finishing writing she looks at the bottle of pills next to her and takes a handful of them and swallows every single one of them taking a big gulp of water,

She starts to feel dizzy but she just invites the feeling in as her world turns black Choi y/n is finally gone.

♡ｓｔｒａｗｂｅｒｒｉｅｓ &

ｃｒｅａｍ♡

❥ pairing: fem!readerxsunoo

❥ genre: fluff/comfort/ angst???

❥ warnings: mention of food/ strict dieting

❥ a/n: this is just a super fluffy comfort of story to help you if your feeling down. once again, english isn’t my first language so i apologise for bad grammar or spelling!! <3( lowercase intended)

the sun coming through the white curtains lightly brushed the boys cheeks as he was still asleep. you and sunoo had a sleepover but by the time you finished doing everything planned, sunoo refused to let you go home alone as there are ‘ too many creeps’ . he slowly shuffled around so he was facing you, his eyes still shut. you let out a quiet chuckle at his hair that he took so much pride in, being all messed up. you slowly slid out the bed you had been sharing with him before reaching out for your phone but hesitating for a moment. you hummed to yourself before picking it up and snapping a few quick photos of him, placing the phone back down on the nightstand. you fixed up the sheets so he was better covered and then walked to the bathroom, freshening up. you blushed your teeth, brushed your hair and looked through the bag you had packed to grab another pair of clothes. you double checked the door was locked, changing into the clothes and making your way downstairs to the kitchen. biting the inside of your cheek, you opened the fridge and decided you would make him something sweet for breakfast this morning. he was always so harsh on himself with what he ate… you grabbed a few strawberries and some yogurt. pouring the yogurt into a bowl, you silently prayed that sunoo wouldn’t wake up. thankfully he didn’t. you cut up the strawberries and mixed them into the yogurt before sprinkling some different types of nuts over the top. using a strawberry you had saved for the top, you placed it ontop of the yogurt and added a little bit of whipped cream around it. “ perfect..” you whispered to yourself, not wanting to wake up his parents. picking up the bowl, you carefully make your way up the stairs after grabbing a spoon. to your surprise, sunoo was sitting up in bed, rubbing his eyes. he didn’t notice you walked it in but once he did, he tilted his head and gave you a ‘ what’s all this?’ look. “ i made you something..” you mumbled. sunoo was your best friend, you had to take care of him. handing him the bowl, you sat yourself down next to him on the other side of the bed. “ is this okay?” you asked him as he was just staring down at the yogurt. he nodded, instantly grabbing the spoon and taking a bite. “ wahhh!” he exclaimed, turning his head to look at you as his eyes widened. “ mm, so good!” he said, barely swallowing the but in his mouth before taking another bite... 𝘖𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮..

a/n: this is my first imagine, i hope it was okay and i may or may not make a part two depending on how many likes this gets to if you want a part two, make sure you like :)

New Blog & Tingz ☀️

helloooooo~ to all and many, this will be a blog with different types of drabbles, with different types such as fluff, and angst.

my name is Rayanna, but you can call me Ray or Taco!

i will write for many groups, since I am a multistan myself.

lets be respectful, and lets get these oodles of noodles!! 💛

[1:39pm]

Warnings: Pure Angst, Swear Words (i guess), Murder & Weapon use {This is my first work, so enjoy!}

Sitting in the dark bedroom, with no light, but the moonlight outside, you once again, cry from the excruciating pain that’s pounding your chest. You thought that you would be able to trust him during this three year relationship, but in the current events that was happening, your patience was wearing thin.

Jisung would leave at 7:00am every morning, leaving your bed empty and cold on one side. He used to leave a little notes here and there and sometimes you can feel a little funny feeling on your cheek from where he had kissed you before he left. He used to return from work at 10:00pm, when you were cleaning up the last of the dishes from dinner and you would tell him that you left a plate of food for him, so he wouldn’t be hungry. You thought he loved you. Keyword: thought.

You never thought that in the three years you and Jisung were together, he would ever commit a crime so hurtful to you, but meaningless to him. As he walked through that door, you began to stand up to greet him, but the smell of another woman’s perfume, caught your attention. It smelled very familiar as you came to the conclusion of the one person who he could've been with. Kim Ahrin was her name. You saw the multiple hickeys that was scattered across his neck along with lipstick stains from where she kissed him. You felt anger begin to bubble up in your system, and your head began to pound in pain. He said two words that went through one ear and came out the other.

“I’m sorry.”

“Why did you do it? Did I do something to you?”

“You didn’t do anything to me, I-

“I thought you loved me, Jisung! You said on our first anniversary that we would be together through everything and anything, where was that energy? Where is that fucking energy? Fucking hell, you never gave a damn about this relationship, and you never will!

“ I do care about you, y/n, it’s just-“

“What? What do I have to do to make you stay?”

The next words that left Jisung’s mouth had hit you like a curve ball.

“Nothing. We can’t be together. I don’t love you. We weren’t made for each other.”

His eyes were stone cold and dark as you two stood in the living room under the moonlight that shined through the window. Your tears began to seep out continuously as you stared at him. Hatred filled your chest and mind as you stared at him with a cold stare. You turned and walked away, going into the kitchen. You grabbed a glass and poured a glass of red wine. As you drank the wine all you can think of the times you had together. As you swallowed the last bit, you through it against the wall and watched as it smashed into bits and pieces of glass. He didn’t even flinch. You ran into your room, and opened up the one drawer that contained your most prized possession. Your gun. You loaded the gun and walked out of the room. As you walked into the living room, you noticed him sitting on the couch. The 800 dollar couch that you two bought together. The first major purchase of your new house.

“You know, you fucked over me, in the worst way possible. You cheated on me. I don’t know who the bitch was, but I’ll just take this and I’ll check later.”

You held his phone phone up. He looked at you with teary eyes. Pure sadness laced his voice.

“I’m so sorry y/n. Whatever happens we don’t have to breakup.”

You could only laugh. This shit was all a act. This is all fake. 

“What happened to us not being made to be together? We all know now that you don’t want me. So cut the shit.”

You began to walk away. He stood up and grabbed your wrist, but you were quicker. You pointed the gun at him and you began to back him into a wall. He was begging you to not shoot him. 

“Please please p-please don’t d-do this. I’m begging you, i’m so sorry!”

At this point he was babbling incoherent words at you, that you couldn’t make out. 

“SHUT THE FUCK UP! STOP ALL THAT WHINING LIKE THE LITTLE BITCH YOU ARE! YOU NEVER GAVE A DAMN ABOUT ME, EVER!”

You whispered in his ear with such venom and said:

“You should know not to fuck with me. Now I can show you better than I can tell you.”

You cocked the gun and pointed it at him. The next thing you know, the only thing you saw was red. Bullets was being shot from the gun in fiery rage. A total of 12 bullets was shot. The final one was shot through his head. Blood was all over your carpet and wall.

You ended up tampering the evidence enough, so it was Ahrin who had murdered him. You sat at the back of the court and watched as she was kicking and screaming in rage and sadness as she was being charged for the crime that you had committed. She was struggling against the cuffs as the police dragged her away. She was sentenced to death by lethal injection. You decided to watch as she was being tied down to the bed where her life would end once and for all. You said your last words as she was watched you through the window.

“Karma is a bitch. And out of all people, you should know.”

Tears streamed down her face as she yelled curse words at you. 

You chuckled, “Fuck you, Kim Ahrin”

You watched as her cries were silenced with the injection seeping into her veins. 

Fuck you Ahrin. But most importantly, fuck you Han Jisung. 

A Broken Flower Still Smells Just as Sweet

I don’t own the photos >.<

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

A/N: This is my first try at a ff. I hope you enjoy it. WARNING it will have to do with drug addiction and drinking and some other rather hard to read issues. But there will be fluff in the later chapters. And I know it’ s not perfect but I tried lol.

Summary: Y/N, a beautiful yet bad girl, ended up where she never thought she would, in more ways than one. Ends up at two handsome boys hotel room and is faced with a serious question, the answer she gives could change her life.

You let your body move and bounce to the music as your inhabitants slowly left your body. You turn your head and slide your gaze to your best friend and partner in crime Nichole, who was grinding behind you, giving the crowd below you a good show. The Dj behind the large brown table littered with equipment and bottles of empty liquor shouted to the drunk crowd to "turn up" for this was the last song in his set. As the music died down, you turned to Nichole to kiss her, further exciting the whole club. The music cut, and you giggled with Nichole at how easy it was to get almost everyone going with just a simple kiss. As you being to descend the stage you felt a hand slowly snake around your arm, you furrowed your brows as you turned and came face to with the piercing blue eyes that at one point in time made your heart flutter. However, all they did now was leave you with a bitter taste of betrayal. Jerking your arm back, you quickly averted your eyes, trying to ignore the existence of your former boyfriend, James. "Baby, don't be like that," his silky voice whispered into your ear as he presided to wrap his muscular arms around your waist. Rolling your eyes, you chirped back at him. "First, I'm not your baby, Second I need a drink, so I'm going to need you to let go right now." Struggling for a moment to get out of his firm grip, you felt him slowly release his hold on you. Smiling to yourself that you had just evaded a possible fight, James leaned down and whispered, "I'll get it for you... Fireball, okay with you?" Sighing slightly to yourself, nodding your head, knowing it would be easier to indulge him for a minute rather than create a scene in front of everyone. Walking side by side with your obviously fucked up ex to the bar, he leaned over to chat with the bartender quietly. Thinking nothing of it, you turned on your heels to lean your tired body against the wall directly by the bar. You waited for James to deliver your drink; within minutes, he proudly held the drink out for you to take. Quickly grabbing the rather full shot glass from his hand, you downed it within seconds, feeling the warm liquid coat your mouth and burning your throat simultaneously.  Smiling to yourself knowing you'd soon be on your way home in a taxi with Nichole. "so Y/n how did it taste?" James smugly asked as he leaned into you. Clearing your throat, you gently placed your hands on his hard chest, pushing him back slightly.  "It wasn't as bad as other things I've tasted." You scoffed, smirking at him as he furrowed his brows at you. He continued to try and chat you up for a little while longer until he noticed you begin to space out on him. "Hmm, it's working faster than I thought it would," he thought before putting his arm around your waist to stabilize you before asking, "Y/n, can you please let me help you to the dressing room? it seems you've had too much to drink." Starting to feel the room spin around you, you slowly nodded your head before leaning on him to balance yourself. Both of you reached the dressing room in no time at all. It was dark, and all the other Gogo dances were still out having a good time leaving you completely alone with James. Thinking to yourself that something just wasn't adding up as you knew you weren't usually such a lightweight, granted you had indulged yourself before taking the stage earlier as per usual, you still knew that you could handle a lot more than that as this was almost a nightly thing for you since your parents had passed away little over a year ago.  James slowly led you to the old green sofa that the owner had placed in the dressing room for his beloved Gogo girls, before you suddenly felt James push you down onto your back while quickly maneuvering his body on top of your small frame. "No... get off..." you stammered, feeling his weight almost crush you and leaning down, so his face was mere inches away from yours. You could smell the whiskey on his breath as he said something that shook you to your very core... "You took that shot so fast you didn't even notice the G in it... How careless you've become Y/n."  With his words swirling through your mind, you couldn't help but feel as if this was all your fault. Knowing you only had a few more minutes of consumers left, you screamed as loud as your lungs would allow for help, but you knew the music in the club would be too loud for anyone to hear your cries. He traced his hands down your cold sweaty body to your small black shorts that looked more like underwear than shorts, before proceeding to rip them off you in one steady movement. You slowly started to disassociate as your body became limp, almost lifeless. The next thing you heard was his zipper sliding down; you closed your eyes, letting the darkness envelope you. But before you were completely gone, you heard something, a big banging sound, and that's the last thing you heard before you fell into a deep sleep. James swung his head around as he glared at the once locked door now wide open. Two figures were quickly running up to both of you. Before he knew what was happening, he was being thrown off you onto his back in the floor as the shorter of the two grabbed his shoulder and proceeded to give him one good punch to the side of his clenched jaw. "You think it's okay to force yourself on a helpless girl?!" the man barked at James, before turning to his friend and telling him to get you out of here while he takes care of James. The taller of the two nodes back as he swiftly picks your limp body off the sofa and runs out the door pausing only long enough to heed a warning to his friend. "Hey Jungkook, don't kill him, okay." Before he rushes out of the club with you clutched close to his chest. The next thing you knew, sunlight poured onto your face, wincing at the sun's unforgiving light; you slowly opened your eyes. Looking around, you quickly realized the was NOT your small apartment bedroom, nor was it the dark dressing room you had previously been held in. Grabbing your head as it began to pound with flashbacks of your night, you quickly pushed the soft white blanket off. Opening your eyes wide, you also realized you were in someone's boxers. Panic and sorrow almost overwhelmed you, clutching your small heaving chest you tried to focus on calming your rapidly beating heart. Click. you whipped your head around to someone slowly opening the door to the bedroom, peeking around to check on you. Jumping to your feet, you quickly realized springing to your feet so quickly was, in fact, a mistake as you began to stumble. Before you knew it, the unknown person sprinted through the door to try and catch you before you face plant. Closing your eyes tight, you reaching for your throbbing head once again, you felt a large hand on your shoulders as an oddly familiar voice spoke so sweetly it almost made you drop your guard completely. "Hey, careful girly. You had one hell of a time last night. I'm sure your still weak. I'm glad you're awake, but maybe you should sit back down for a moment." He helped you back to the bed, and you opened your weary eyes once more to be greeted by the last face you ever thought you'd see. Your jaw almost dropping to the floor, he chuckled lightly at your reaction before speaking again. "Are you okay? would you like some water?" Unable to think, let alone speak, you slowly nodded your head before watching him smile back and head out the door to fetch you some much-needed water. Unable to believe your own eyes, you assumed James had killed you, and you had gone to heaven, where a beautiful Namjoon was fetching you some water. Pinching yourself, you quickly concluded this was real life, and you were, in fact, still alive. You stat there puzzled for a minute before Namjoon sauntered back in with a cold glass of water. Smiling the sweetest smile you'd possibly ever seen while handing you the water ever so carefully. You managed to give a shy smile in return as you lifted the glass to your lips and began to sip the cold water, leaving you refreshed but still rather confused as to why the Namjoon was smiling down at you.  "So thank you so much for the water, but uhm.. how did I get here. and where is here exactly?" you softly spoke while glancing around the lavish room. "Well, this is Jungkook’s hotel room, and we brought you back here last night.." he spoke slowly so you could fallow as he explained they had been walking past the door to leave before hearing your cry for help. "So, after we got you out of the club, we didn't know what else to do other than bring you back with us," he finished. Shock was written all over your face, and you lowered your head in embarrassment. "Thank you so very much for all your help... I'm sorry I was a bother to you guys, if I could get my shorts I'll be out of your hair." Looking up, waiting for a response, you were almost floored when Namjoon brought his hand up to pat your head softly. "You were not a bother, I mean your not a bother... We are more than happy to help. That guy last night tore your shorts, so Jungkook said you can have those until we can get you something more suitable. If you can wait here awhile longer, the doctor will be back soon to inform us of your condition. And we can proceed from there." Your eyes grew as large as saucers as you repeated, "Do...Doctor....??" "Yes, of course, you were in pretty bad shape; we wanted to make sure you were okay before we sent you on your way." Namjoon chirped at you, quite pleased with himself. Before you could spring to your feet, the door slung wide open as a very angry looking Jungkook stormed in trying to yank Namjoon back out with him. "Hey, hey, hey, slow down, Kook. What's up, why so sour?" Joon teased as Jungkook continued to try to pull him out of the room. Namjoon stood his ground, looking at Jungkook with a questioning look on his bright face. Jungkook’s frown hardened as he glimpsed you out of the corner of his eye. "The doctor called. We need to speak in private. " He spat the words out of his beautiful mouth. Namjoon spoke almost instantly "if it pertains to uuhh... I'm sorry, what is your name?" he turned his head to ask while Jungkook kept a firm grip on his arm. Hanging your head low, you replied, "Y/n..." "Oh, what a beautiful name." he praised before he continued his thought. "As I was saying, if it pertains to Y/n, shouldn't she be included in this conversation." Unbenounced to Namjoon you wanted no part in this little conversation because you already knew what he was about to say.  "Fine have it your way Joon, we will do this right in front of her then. Well, the doctor did find GHB in her system... He also informed me she had high levels of quite a few other drugs in her system from days before. He also informed me that this is a telltale sign of a Junkie." Jungkook glared into your soul as his word junkie made you wince and hurt at the true but unforgiving word. You knew full well how you found yourself in the sin-filled life, you knew that if your mom hadn't died a month after finding out that she had lung cancer, and your father hadn't followed suit and passed away from a heart attack only a year later that this probably wouldn't be your reality right now. That if you hadn't felt as though when they left you, they had taken you along with them to the grave that you'd still be a normal 21-year-old. Silently watching Namjoon’s face distort into an unreadable expression, you began to try and run out of the hotel bedroom. Namjoon grabbed your arm as you tried to fly past him, you quickly looked at him pleading with your eyes for him to release you so you could crawl under a rock. "So Y/n.. is it true, do you regularly consume drugs?" He asked quietly, "Of course she does! The doctor has no reason to lie to us and look at how her hands are shaking. I'm sure she is having withdrawals as we speak!" Jungkook spat looking you up and down as if you were a bug he needed to squash. Focusing your eyes on Namjoon, you slowly shook your head as to say, "yes, it's true" without having to actually speak for fear, your voice might give away the fact tears were minutes away from falling down your soft red cheeks.  "I see, well, Y/n is this the life you want?" Namjoon’s question made you tense every muscle in your small sunken in body. Such a simple question but, no one had ever asked you that before, maybe because everyone you hung out with now did the same things as you, if not worse. Opening your mouth, you managed to stutter "Uh...no.. actually I...I'm tired of this life I've been tired  of this life for a while." Knowing the double meaning of your own words, you let your gaze drift away from Namjoon. "Okay, we can work with that. Y/n... would you like us to help you?" ...

To be continued...….