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*Soobin and Taehyun playing cards*
Taehyun: Your turn
Kai: *Rushes through the door* HEY GUYS?? I think Beomgyu is—
*gyu’s bloodcurdling scream*
Yeonjun: GET BACK HERE
Kai: HYUNG— *rushes back out the room*
“ . . . ”
*simultaneously turn back to their cards*
Taehyun: So how are you?
Soobin: I’m doing great thanks for asking
I LOVE when Taehyun & Beomgyu pass the slay (sing one after another)
within the forest | chapter 9
pairing: fairy!Chan x princess!reader x prince!Seungmin word count: 2.2k words summary: you opened your heart to Seungmin and it was a great decision. But something happened in the forest. warning: a slight mention of blood
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“What is this about, Your Highness?” Beomgyu asked, sitting on her bed uninvited. Early in the morning, Taehyun requested Beomgyu to send the princess back to the palace before anyone noticed her disappearance (as it wasn’t the first time she did that). Since the brunette had once intruded on the castle, Taehyun didn’t hesitate to ask him, and Beomgyu agreed without another word being spilt. As he was leaving, Y/N suddenly asked him to stay, which brought him to this moment, awkwardly shifting on the bed and waiting for her to finish writing.
She turned around and handed him a folded paper. “I would be grateful if you give this to Chan. I’m going out with Seungmin today.”
“Oh! Have fun with the prince then. I’ll head off now.” Beomgyu bid goodbye and flew out of the balcony. His silhouette turned blurry as he entered the forest. A soft knocking snapped her from the short sightseeing.
“Your Highness, Prince Seungmin is expecting your arrival,”
“Please tell him I’ll be there in a few minutes, Sarah. Thank you”
“You look stunning, Y/N” Seungmin complimented as she walked down the stairs. Her fit wasn’t the daily attire she wore. Instead, of a dress that would swipe the ground beneath her, she chose a knee-length peach dress and a pair of brown boots. She muttered a thank you, beaming a tender smile. Seungmin pecked her hand and escorted her to the carriage, only for her to shake her head.
“Let’s take a stroll without your carriage. It’ll be much more satisfying to feel the real Stellious with both legs”
“You stretch enough for a long walk?”
“Of course! Don’t underestimate me, Prince Seungmin”
The prince chuckled, heading to the carriage driver to inform the matter. The aged man nodded. Picking up the reins, he gave the horse some slack. The horse’s head perked up and it began leaving the castle's front yard. Seungmin gestured for her to take the lead, but she pulled him to her side. Having a stroll around the town in the morning while breathing in the fresh air was something she'd missed. Her mother had lost her strength to walk a long distance as she aged. Adding a fact, nobody dared to bring the princess out of the palace after the incident took place
White cotton-like clouds sprawled across the blue sky, as they marched further, the sun rising behind the mountain greeted them, casting golden rays on the cobblestone path and trees. The morning breeze gently caressed their face. They chatted throughout the walk. What started from a random topic he brought to start a conversation turned into sharing a piece of their childhood life. Today was the longest record Seungmin had talked to her since their first encounter.
The walk to the town didn’t take hours. Setting foot in the city, the early birds of the town welcomed them with smiles and ‘good morning’ wishes. Flying birds scattered in the sky as they hunted for food and their growing children chirped their enchanting whistles. The town had always kept the same smell from the beginning, the smell of her childhood. Clasping Seungmin's hand, she dragged him through the street, heading to Aunty Rosie’s bakery. They never miss a chance to reply to the villagers' wishes.
The wind chime rang above the creaked door, and the smell of fresh baked goods and newly grounded coffee beans engulfed them. This was one of the things she was fond of in the silver-haired woman’s bakery, the smell greeting her is comforting.
“Y/N! You’re early today!” Rosie beamed and shifted her gaze to the prince.
“Prince Seungmin, isn’t it? It’s such a pleasure meeting you!”
“Don’t need to be too formal, Aunty. Call me Seungmin or whatever you prefer, please”
“Of course, sweetheart. You haven’t eaten your breakfast yet?”
She grinned sheepishly and nodded. Aunty Rosie turned to her kitchen, bringing out just-baked croissants and handed them to the prince. “Any preference in your drink?”
“A tea is good enough, Aunty. At this age, you should hand everything to your children”
A chuckle sounded from Aunty Rosie’s lips. She couldn’t leave this bakery behind as it was the only place she could recount her children and Y/N’s moments of growing up. The place was all she had after the children exited Stellious. At least, when they come back, they know where to find their beloved mother.
“This bakery meant everything to this old woman, Seungmin. Take care of my flora, mhm?” Aunty Rosie ushered the prince to the princess and let her bring the tea to their table but Seungmin insisted on helping her. A small fight broke out between them, Y/N witnessed it, and she giggled.
A sulky Seungmin arrived at the table along with Aunty Rosie, whose lips had stretched into a proud smile. Y/N was elated to see someone could let that smile dominate the figure whom she’d called mother. They thanked her for breakfast, and the sulky face didn’t subside from Seungmin’s features throughout breakfast, causing laughter to burst from her.
“Come on, Seungmin. Sulking doesn’t suit you.” She joked although it sounded awkward. Somehow, it managed to light up Seungmin’s mood. They finished breakfast and Y/N brought her around the city while introducing some of the villagers to him.
After the long stroll, she figured his legs couldn’t go for another mile(alluding to him constantly asking for a break) but Y/N didn’t blame him, the beaming afternoon sun sure burned some energy from him as well. Lacing her hand with his, she led him back to Aunty Rosie’s bakery. As dumbfounded as he was, he let her take control over his steps despite knowing the kind woman was out with her husband that afternoon. Whatever they were doing, Seungmin hoped they spend a blissful day in their late age.
She went to the side of the bakery, halting on her steps. She rummaged through her blouse’s pocket, searching for the silver key her mother gave her. Inserting the key into the hole, the bottom of the metal door ran against the rock, letting out a low rustling as she pushed the door.
Seungmin didn’t ask so much about their whereabouts, he believed Y/N wouldn’t bring her to a creepy or odd place, right?
Soon, a meadow filled with flowers of many kinds entered his vision. The air in here became thinner and he saw a single tree growing tough in the middle of the field. As expected, the girl pulled him toward the tree.
“Welcome to my first haven,” She uttered, lying on the grass. The grasses were poking her back but she didn’t bother to sit, the evening sky was gorgeous not to tear her gaze for a moment. Seungmin settled beside her, shifting his weight to the tree, legs spreading on the grass.
“Why did you call it your haven? Shouldn’t it be your palace instead?”
“My palace is home but living there began suffocating me when I was 8. Something happened and they didn’t allow me to get out of the castle”
“That accident must have caused trauma to them that they took one step further protecting you”
She chuckled, glancing at him “It did. Anyway, this place was the only place I could feel a sense of freedom. Look at this wide field, the 8 years old I will run around while screaming”
“Then what is your second haven?”
“My second haven is a person. It's my best friend, Chan and he’s a fairy. He’s my real haven. A moment with him never wasted without laughter and smiles”
She couldn’t hold back a smile every time she opened up a story about Chan, the image of the man always managed to creep a smile on her face. Every memory they spent was vivid in her mind and she held each of them dearly.
“A fairy?” Surprise hinted at his tone until she needed to raise her head to see his reaction. Luckily it was the expression she was looking for; a pair of eyes glimmered in excitement toward her. It was a rare sight from someone.
“I always heard of them in the storybook. I didn’t know they co-exist with us! Can’t I meet him? He seems like a great man”
“About that, I will find time for both of us”
“Thank you! Also, thank you for today. You opened my eyes to Stellious's beauty and gave me a chance to get to know you”
“No, it’s all thanks to you. You snapped me out of my little fantasy. I realised I closed my heart to everyone when I met Chan but he isn’t the one I blame. It’s me. While chasing my freedom, I forgot the one who taught me what freedom was”
“Maybe I thought, if I had Chan by my side, no one would be important to me anymore. I was wrong, I need them because they came before him. Soon enough, I will have my husband who will teach me what freedom is”
“Y/N-”
“Having a new company will make Chan and myself happy. Besides…”
She sat beside him, head turning at him, giving him a smile
“-he would be glad to know I’m in good hands as a queen and as a wife”
Giving it a chance to the prince was a good idea after all.
The flowing water from the flowering pot rained upon the flowers in his front yard. He moved to the other side of the yard to water his other flowers only to stop when a dagger shoved into his neck. The item dropped from its grip as he glared at the intruder. He sensed magic encircled the man but knew too well it didn’t belong to him. Whose magic was it then? His fingers moved, and from behind, roots crept up and bounded the man onto the floor.
“Who sends you here?” He asked and went to the open field, away from the man. The roots will untangle themself any moment now, the magic that was with him was much stronger and dangerous than his, and so was the danger that was lurking. The man kept his mouth to himself and silence consumed them. Chan didn’t expect an answer anyway.
The low crunching leaves caught his attention. He turned his body around and sent a gust of wind with his wings toward the man, hurling him to the other side. Taking the opportunity, he tried chaining the figure with his magic again. His attempt immediately turned in vain, the roots burned.
He hurled at Chan, thrusting his blade toward Chan’s chest. Chan avoided the attack, gripping the man’s hand in advance.
“The king sent you, didn’t he?”
“A fairy shouldn’t exist in the first place” He eyed Chan before twisting his wrist, aiming for Chan’s neck, and it took Chan by surprise. The blade grazed his neck as he pushed himself up to the sky, attempting to escape. He winced as he landed back.
Chan flew toward the man, taking the man by the waist and they crashed into a tree
Chan’s hand wrapped around the man’s neck.
“Tell me, what does he want?!”
“Nothing more than your disappearance from this world”
His jaw clenched. The king had hated them for centuries because of their differences. The hatred wouldn’t die down as long as the king was alive or turned a bit merciful. He tightened the grip, only for it to loosen the moment the scream echoed in the back of his mind – His friend's screams. The man blew a fatal punch to Chan’s cheeks seeing his almost unconscious condition.
The attack continued aiming at Chan’s chest and he could feel his body slowly giving up. Using his power drained a lot of his energy. The man noticed Chan's decreasing speed and movement.
A sharp pain dug into Chan’s stomach as the silhouette of the man left his gaze. He was not running away, instead, someone had pulled him away from Chan. He snatched the dagger as blood oozed out from his new wound.
Dropping to his knee, he heard Taehyun shouting his name.
“Chan, send him back! I can’t block him any longer!” Biting back the pain, he rosed to his feet, limping toward Taehyun. He mumbled a spell, and the male vanished from the forest in a wave of black feathers.
His body collided with Taehyun’s. The blonde hugged the black-haired male, leaning his body against his chest, and pressing his palm into Chan’s wound. A shout burst from his lips and a tear fell.
“It hurts…Taehyun. It hurts!” He winced
“I know. Hold it back just a little more”
In his blurry vision, he saw three figments beside him. Two were lying lifeless on the grass, and the latter stared at them without sympathy, a smirk grew on his lips. He searched for the memory of the day, and he regretted it. Soon, the figment disappeared along with his pain.
“Duncan is helping the king. I sense his magic earlier”
“That’s how they entered this forest?”
“Yes, no human can destroy my shield except Duncan. He’s taking his revenge on me because I refuse to work with him”
“This is just the beginning. They’re coming for me,”
I can’t let my guard down anymore.
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Stories for the group: ^
Soobin
communication is key
Yeonjun
14:06
Beomgyu
Nothing to see yet :)
Taehyun
Nothing to see yet :)
Kamal
Nothing to see yet :)
gonna get started sometime tomorrow <3
hey i saw u wanted requests so what about angry soobin and u have a fight with him but then he see u scared and feels bad <33
WAIT I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS.
you want bullet points or a story?
just letting you know that i suck at doing a proper writing format but i'll absolutely put my heart and soul into it if you want it as a story <3.
thanks for this again. expect it sometime when i come back.
haze
pairing: taehyun x reader
genre: fluff, established relationship
summary: absolutely no plot just pure taehyun brainrot (i genuinely can't get this boy out of my mind)
warnings: none i think??
word count: 342
a/n: hi. i drank. (and this is the result of that). i kinda wish this was longer but at the same time it feels good enough leaving it just as it is???????😵 either way i hope you'll guys enjoy<33 i'll be a bit more active tomorrow i promise today was just stressful and alcohol makes me sleepy😖😖
3 am.
coffee liquor and hushed whispers.
lovingly stares evolving into tiny pecks.
and pecks, turning into heated kisses.
it seemed like the adoration you felt towards taehyun grew at least 10 times stronger whenever you drank, it was like gasoline being added to a fire.
and taehyun?
oh- taehyun enjoyed it all.
your never-ending blabber and love dedications towards him, it was so endearing to hear you pronounce your love out loud. the way you melted underneath his gaze, unable to meet his eyes and stumbling on your words. he had never felt quite so loved until he met you. he loved you more than the word love itself, and he made sure that you knew that well.
now, as you were lying down on top of his chest, heartbeat wildly drumming against his own, loud enough to be heard by him despite the sound of indie rock music softly coming from his speakers- taehyun couldn’t wish for anything more than kiss you. his hand came to rest upon your jawline, leaving a chaste kiss there. you looked down at his chest, playing with his silver necklace as you silently chewed on your bottom lip. the courage to speak up and ask for more just like when you declared your affection towards him was gone, despite the alcohol not having fully left your system yet.
frustrated, you downed the remaining contents of the glass on your nightstand, the liquor still burning your throat as you grabbed his face to connect your lips with his. taehyun’s own cheeks started to burn, the taste of the liquor lingering on your lips too sweet for him to pull away from the kiss. you were sitting on top of him, and yet he felt the need to touch you more, to feel you closer, it wasn’t enough that his arms was circled around your waist, or that your hands were tangled in his hair, he was yearning to feel your skin on his, not leaving a single spot to grow cold.
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