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Ghost Stories

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Summary: Life had not treated you kind, pushing you to the point of seeing no reason to keep on living. When you decide to try committing suicide by ghost, you’re surprised to not only meet an actual ghost, but in him find a friend. 

Rating: NC-17

Genre: Supernatural AU

Warnings: Depression and thoughts of suicide. Mentions of racism and murder caused by racism. Smut(fingering (f receiving), unprotected sex) 

Word Count: 12,304

All roads of your life had lead you to this moment, standing in front of this worn down house, a desperate plan in place. The house looked much like how you felt. Broken windows boarded up, the paint peeling, trying in vain to stay attached to the rotting boards along the sides of the old, Victorian styled house. Warnings from the city decorated the fence surrounded the property. The third stair leading to the porch was completely missing, the remaining three looking like they’d break if you looked at them wrong. It had been a resplendent house once upon a time. If not for the misfortune that fell on the inhabitant.

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9:10 p.m. || k.mg

Pairing: mingyu x gn!reader Summary: just some sleepy time tv time with your best boy Warnings: suggestive Word Count: 540

a/n: had a migraine, called in sick at work, and spent the whole day watching totally spies. 9/10 experience, but mingyu's the 1 i need. i'm on a mingyu kick lately

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“So they’re… spies?” 

“Yeah,” you replied. “It’s literally called Totally Spies. That’s the whole thing.” 

You felt Mingyu’s chest rumble from behind you as he chuckled. You snuggled further into him and he pulled the blanket up higher over the two of you. 

“And you used to watch this when you were little?” he asked curiously. 

You hummed in confirmation. “The gadgets, the fashion, it was iconic. This was my James Bond.” You turned your head up to see Mingyu smiling, still watching the TV and leaned up to press a kiss against his neck. He chuckled again at the way your lips tickled his skin. 

"How did they even become spies?" he asked.

"Honestly, I forget," you answered him. "But I think they just randomly kind of fell into it. They were just normal rich teenage girls in Beverly Hills." He nodded as he kept watching, the girls fighting a handsome jewel thief on the TV.

“I have to admit,” he began, his words stretching into a yawn. “It is pretty cool to watch.” 

“Sleepy?” you asked. 

“A little,” he confessed, wrapping his arms tighter around your waist in a cozy embrace. “But we don’t have to go to bed just yet.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, baby,” he smiled down at you. “It’s the first time I’ve been able to spend the night with you in weeks.” 

“And you wanna spend it watching Totally Spies with me?” you chuckled. 

“I wanna spend it with you,” he corrected. 

You shifted in his lap, turning to straddle him instead so you could see his face directly. He smiled and lifted a hand to your cheek. 

“Have I told you lately what a cheese ball you are?” 

He shrugged and reached his other hand to the small of your back, pulling you closer to him. “Not in the last 24 hours at least,” he smiled. 

“Well you are a cheese ball,” you teased.

“And you love me for it,” he pressed a kiss against your cheek as you squealed. 

“And I love you for it,” you confirmed with a laugh. Mingyu continued to press ticklish kisses against your skin. As you tried to pull yourself away from him, he pulled you tighter into his embrace and eventually fell into laughter with you. He pressed one final sweet kiss against your lips before finally relenting and letting you go. 

“What was that about?” you asked with a smile. It was the type of kiss that still made you blush even after all this time. 

“Missed kissing you,” Mingyu shrugged, leaning into you to kiss you again. He reached a hand behind your neck, as if he wasn’t close enough to you. He tasted like the strawberry candy he’d been snacking on during your tv session and you smiled against his lips. 

When you finally broke for air, Mingyu looked flushed. Before he could lean in for another, however, you stood up from the couch and reached a hand down to him. “Let’s go to bed,” you coaxed. 

He pouted up at you as he rubbed circles against your hand in his. “I’m not sleepy,” he protested. 

You smiled playfully at him before tugging him up anyway. “I didn’t say we were going to sleep.”

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𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 — 𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚗

𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧: angst, fluff, crying, dom!reader and sub!hyunjin (but like.. not sexually you know), nightmare

a/n: i wanted to show that being a dom also is taking care of your lover and show them that you'll always be there, even if i assume (and hope) that you know it c:

"It's over, Hyunjin." You say, your voice cold. The tears immediately start to fall over all his face. Why are you saying that? What did he do? Is it his fault?

"That's litteraly why I am breaking up with you. You're such a crybaby. You can't even bear a simple sentence. Seriously, grow up." You continue, and he feels like you don't care for him anymore. And it's not just a feeling. You start to walk away, leaving him crying. When he sees you far already, he sobs even more and calls your name desperately.

"Y/N! Please! Don't go away! I'm scared! P-Please.."

He wakes up with a scream of your name, the room all dark. He can feel one of your legs on his. He taps your shoulder, the tears falling again. "Gosh why does that always do that.." He thinks, thoughts about what you said in that nightmare.

You wake up, voice sleepy. And he feels so bad about waking you up for a stupid nightmare. "Hyunjinnie? What is it?" You ask. He doesn't answer, sobbing. You lift yourself immediately, taking his face on your hands softly, wiping the tears. "Baby boy, was it a dream?" You feel him nodding. You kiss his lips softly, wrapping your hands around his waist to hug him. After you pull away, he pouts.

"Again. P-Please. Kiss me again, please, I-" He rambles, sobbing, like he is out of breath. You cut him off with a soft kiss on his nose.

"It's okay, baby. No rush. What do you need? Don't forget to breath slowly, love." You ask, caressing his back slowly to calm him. He takes a deep breath, listening to you. "I had a nightmare. You said you wanted to break up because I-I.. I am a crybaby.." He explains, starting to tear up. You cover his face with soft and reassuring kisses.

"Hyunjin, you're not a crybaby. You are a cute boy with big emotions, and it's okay my love. Everyone can have big emotions to the point of crying or being scared of things. People can cry because of their anger, you know? Tears are the best way to show your emotions, it's not weak. You're expressing your emotions and opening up is not a weak thing to do. Do you understand, love?" Your voice has nothing to do with the one on his nightmare. It's soft, caring, loving.

"It was a nightmare. This is not how I am." You reassure, kissing him. "Do you need something?"

"Please, kiss me again." He pleads. "Hold me close.. A-And kiss me.."

"Of course." You answer, holding him next to you as much as you can, kissing his pretty face. He hums contently, and you're more than happy to hear these cute sounds. "Thanks so much.."

"I am only doing what I have to do, baby boy."