HI AXEEEEE
đSend this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome.đ
waaaah hi pri hru!!! thank u hehe<3
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đ Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. đ
iâm so late but thank u mango <333
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Hi can i join your skz, svt, txt and enha taglists please?
oh my god i saw this so late iâm so so sorry im adding u right away!!!
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ZANNAđ„č naur bc me đ€ u = loving this trope :( im very happy h liked it,, esp after all those⊠tortures we had w the banner đ§ââïž thank u again!!
JASMINE
author's note. this is so cliche iâm so sorry .. also tysm @slytherinshua for the banner<333
summary. just bf hao adoring his gf:(
word count. 720
before you minghao had this tendency to sit in silence, alone in his room and do his hobbies. completely shut off from the world, silence or soft jazz music filling his apartment; just him and his reading, painting, tea brewing or mediating. he enjoyed enjoying his hobbies alone.Â
minghao loves, adores art. itâs no secret. he always has and probably will, even when heâs wrinkly and old. and he considers himself a lucky for that, and for you. because you are art itself.Â
which is why, with time he realized that he could combine two things he loves together.Â
as cocky as he can get, minghao felt a little shy and preferred to only sketch you at first. he bought a special sketchbook, grainy and yellowish sheets ready to be filled with various doodles of (mostly) you.Â
while you slept, did your assignments, cooked or watered plants. minghao could just stare and you in all those mundane moments, finding endless inspiration. but nothing more than that: your figure was engraved in the depth of his sketchbook, for now.Â
sometimes heâd hide behind closed doors, sinking in his own world. when your relationship was still fairly fresh, you were nervous to disturb him. but with time it changed, as he progressively left his door open and hinted on having you with him.Â
just like today.Â
rain drumming a steady rhythm on the window, pleasantly blending with the sounds of jazz in the room. warm light shone on minghaoâs painfully white canvas.Â
he was tapping his finger against the brush, hands resting on his thighs. the smell of vanilla candles and fresh laundry filled his senses as he spaced out, observing the raindrops rolling down the glass.Â
there was will to paint but no inspiration.Â
letting out a deep sigh, as if that was going to change something, he closed his eyes.Â
then, he heard soft paddled sound of your footsteps. a smile subconsciously bloomed on his face and then the sound became clearer.Â
he peeked an eye open and saw your figure standing in the doorframe. you grinned upon the cute sight and then stepped closer to put the small tray on a wooden stool next to him, careful not to spill his paint water.Â
the delicious smell of jasmine tea hit his nostrils and then he observed you grab one of the cut up fruits.Â
âhowâs it going?â you asked tenderly and tapped his chin. minghao opened his mouth and let you feed him, the sweet taste of his favorite snack melting on his tongue.Â
âquite fruitlessâ he snickered and you snorted at the pun. then you glanced at the blank canvas.Â
his gaze lingered on you and minghao put his hands on your waist, pulling you closer ever so gently. âi could paint your beauty⊠thatâs if⊠you know, let meâ
as your lips fell agape and blush creeped on your cheeks, you were too speechless to respond.Â
he smiled softly and rubbed his thumbs on your skin.Â
âyeah, okay. if you want!â you grinned, noticing how his face lit up âdo you want me to pose or something?â
âno, you can just⊠be, you know? keep me companyâ minghao hummed and you leaned closer, placing a kiss on his forehead.Â
âunderstood. let me just grab my book then, mr painterâ you announced and left, trying to tone down your excitement.
sitting on top of the world
just cue
missing a puzzle i swear itâs youÂ
while your boyfriend painted you, basking in the gentle yellow light as you read, the rain started to ease out. time passed by slowly but in a pleasant manner, you two occasionally exchanging glances.Â
you were curious about the paining, especially when you noticed he mostly used two colors.Â
the lecture in your hands began to get boring which caused your eyes to slowly drop. minghao noticed this and his heart squeezed upon the cute sight.Â
by the time he was done, you dozed off in the armchair.Â
he stood up and stretched, admiring his artwork.
then, he walked up to his muse and wrapped a warm blanket around your resting figure.Â
you know i can paint the world
sitting there in black and gold
youâre the perfect chemical
i gotta test i gotta know
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JASMINE
author's note. this is so cliche iâm so sorry .. also tysm @slytherinshua for the banner<333
summary. just bf hao adoring his gf:(
word count. 720
before you minghao had this tendency to sit in silence, alone in his room and do his hobbies. completely shut off from the world, silence or soft jazz music filling his apartment; just him and his reading, painting, tea brewing or mediating. he enjoyed enjoying his hobbies alone.Â
minghao loves, adores art. itâs no secret. he always has and probably will, even when heâs wrinkly and old. and he considers himself a lucky for that, and for you. because you are art itself.Â
which is why, with time he realized that he could combine two things he loves together.Â
as cocky as he can get, minghao felt a little shy and preferred to only sketch you at first. he bought a special sketchbook, grainy and yellowish sheets ready to be filled with various doodles of (mostly) you.Â
while you slept, did your assignments, cooked or watered plants. minghao could just stare and you in all those mundane moments, finding endless inspiration. but nothing more than that: your figure was engraved in the depth of his sketchbook, for now.Â
sometimes heâd hide behind closed doors, sinking in his own world. when your relationship was still fairly fresh, you were nervous to disturb him. but with time it changed, as he progressively left his door open and hinted on having you with him.Â
just like today.Â
rain drumming a steady rhythm on the window, pleasantly blending with the sounds of jazz in the room. warm light shone on minghaoâs painfully white canvas.Â
he was tapping his finger against the brush, hands resting on his thighs. the smell of vanilla candles and fresh laundry filled his senses as he spaced out, observing the raindrops rolling down the glass.Â
there was will to paint but no inspiration.Â
letting out a deep sigh, as if that was going to change something, he closed his eyes.Â
then, he heard soft paddled sound of your footsteps. a smile subconsciously bloomed on his face and then the sound became clearer.Â
he peeked an eye open and saw your figure standing in the doorframe. you grinned upon the cute sight and then stepped closer to put the small tray on a wooden stool next to him, careful not to spill his paint water.Â
the delicious smell of jasmine tea hit his nostrils and then he observed you grab one of the cut up fruits.Â
âhowâs it going?â you asked tenderly and tapped his chin. minghao opened his mouth and let you feed him, the sweet taste of his favorite snack melting on his tongue.Â
âquite fruitlessâ he snickered and you snorted at the pun. then you glanced at the blank canvas.Â
his gaze lingered on you and minghao put his hands on your waist, pulling you closer ever so gently. âi could paint your beauty⊠thatâs if⊠you know, let meâ
as your lips fell agape and blush creeped on your cheeks, you were too speechless to respond.Â
he smiled softly and rubbed his thumbs on your skin.Â
âyeah, okay. if you want!â you grinned, noticing how his face lit up âdo you want me to pose or something?â
âno, you can just⊠be, you know? keep me companyâ minghao hummed and you leaned closer, placing a kiss on his forehead.Â
âunderstood. let me just grab my book then, mr painterâ you announced and left, trying to tone down your excitement.
sitting on top of the world
just cue
missing a puzzle i swear itâs youÂ
while your boyfriend painted you, basking in the gentle yellow light as you read, the rain started to ease out. time passed by slowly but in a pleasant manner, you two occasionally exchanging glances.Â
you were curious about the paining, especially when you noticed he mostly used two colors.Â
the lecture in your hands began to get boring which caused your eyes to slowly drop. minghao noticed this and his heart squeezed upon the cute sight.Â
by the time he was done, you dozed off in the armchair.Â
he stood up and stretched, admiring his artwork.
then, he walked up to his muse and wrapped a warm blanket around your resting figure.Â
you know i can paint the world
sitting there in black and gold
youâre the perfect chemical
i gotta test i gotta know
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SUNSETPARK
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i wanna see if thereâs a pattern so
comment ur svt bias and your love language(s) [plus if u wanna those that u struggle with] (oh and i mean giving!!)
iâll start hehe:
wonwoo + gift giving, quality time (but i struggle w physical touch and words of affirmation)
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In my next life i want to be music
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we havenât done that in a while bc iâve been broke but my tap albums arrived so here u go mwahahha
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STOP RANIA THIS IS SO ADORABLE I WANNA SOB <\\\3 i love me some wonwoo yk that đ„č thatâs so cute like :(((
MOOT GAME: " make up a trope for your moots and their biases. doesnât need to be romantic. can be crackfic/funny. ^ă
(àč>âĄ<àč)ă
^ "
okay i received this ask game 3 times so JDFKLS i guess i shall do it rn . i will be doing my moots svt biases <3 rlly wish i could do a lot more moots but this took more brain power than it needed đđ
@slytherinshua -> joshua
first thought was cute lil teacher x teacher couple!! maybe he's a new hire as a music teacher and him and zanna both have a lil meet ugly at first in the staff room (one of them spilling coffee on the other or something dsjfklfsd) but its all full of shy smiles and fumbled apologies, and joshua smoothly gives her his # with the purpose of starting over đ
@etherealyoungk -> hoshi
the classic case of the class president x class clown. skye our big brain queen is just trying her best to sort through all these plans and plans for school while hoshi keeps curiously meddling in her business, trying to get close with her by proposing these weird n funny ideas at meetings (even tho he's not in the student council???) that don't make any sort of sense, and overall just wanting to make her smile cuz he may or may not have a tiny tiny crush on her. and skye may or may not like him having around...
@roziesmei -> jeonghan
love at first sight. not the biggest fan of this trope but hello who wouldn't fall head over heels over this man at first glance? maybe mimi is out and about running some errands to the store, and as she's about to grab for the door, another hand meets hers, and i WONDER who it is!!!! the two of them gaze at each other for a second, and maybe the world feels a lil brighter and a lil warmer in those few moments, before maybe jeonghan pulls away and holds the door open for her. she spends her entire time shopping thinking abt him wondering if they'll ever cross paths again (they do)
@bookyeom -> seokmin
i love the whole concept/trope of exchanging letters. maybe leslie gets received this Very long letter detailing something she has no idea what is and its signed sorry from me & my dog, lee seokmin. does she know who lee seokmin is? absolutely not. but is she very curious why he seems so STRESSED in this letter over his dog accidentally stealing a stranger's pair of socks from the laundromat? yes
@welcometomyoasis -> seungcheol
ngl the whole enemies to lovers arc from rival families has always been a concept in the back of my mind and i've ALWAYS envisioned something for cheol for it so here you go shu đ!! and perhaps there's some forced proximity involved, where they both become reluctant allies for some overly complicated business reasons and realise 'maybe we aren't exactly enemies after all...'
@haecien -> jun
fake dating!! maybe cien accidentally says to his group of friends that he has a partner but like... who is it ?? and so he gets jun to play as his fake boyfriend for the time being and it's this whole cute mess but yeah they're both sorta falling for each other. i can imagine this whole cute prom scene where they are each other's dates and this cute slow dancing scene... yeah you get i'm going with this i think lmao
@planetkiimchi -> minghao
strangers to friends to lovers!! but it's the most natural, sorta slow burn ever. it's kinda like reading your favourite comfort book with your favourite comfort couple where they get together and it's like THE standard ?! they're both communicative with each other, understand each other's boundaries, etc. bonus for the plot since they're both dancers and meet each other for the first time at practice, and it kinda just blossoms from there :)
@blue-jisungs -> wonwoo
a very very cute office romance. axe may be like a new intern at this workplace and is nervous asf abt everything, but she gets assigned this very handsome man with the power of glasses in his eyes to help her around and get adjusted. but even after settling in axe really tries her best to get close with wonwoo. he's a little reserved, composed, maybe a bit cold at first, but it's enough to cause some gossip to float around the office hehe. one thing leads to another, and they're both trying to hide their relationship from everyone else (but they all know anyway)
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AWEEE PLSCIWHWJEN NO BUT TREALLY KWANS THE CUTEST;(
YELLOW CAB
author's note. i kinda slayed w the banner ngl
summary. 3rd time is a charm, right? especially when the guy whose ride home you stole is kinda (very much) cute
word count. 2111
genre, pairing. crack and fluff lmao!! graphic design hybe worker!yn x idol!seungkwan;; sassy kwan.
warnings. one or two curses, mention of throwing up
letting out a deep sigh, you stepped outside the hybe building. holding the file with your notes and sketches, you pressed it closer to your chest as you whipped out your phone. the weather was quite stuffy, air no better than in the office.Â
some of your coworkers passed you by and walked towards the parking.Â
shaking your head, with a few swipes you ordered a cab. living without a car was manageable but quite a pain in the ass, especially on days like this when you didnât feel like taking the metro.Â
you stayed overtime, again. itâs really a bad habit, you should work on it. your eyes were struggling to keep open, even while standing. speaking of which, your legs hurt too â probably a result of sitting for too long. and your back; oh god, your back. leaning over the drawing tablet for the whole day will definitely cause you to have a hump⊠fun.Â
someone left the building and sat on the bench, doing something in their phone. it was good to know you werenât the last one to leave. yawning loudly, you struggled to stand still.
then, you noticed a yellow cab arriving. finally! you marched towards it, absentmindedly. you opened the door and greeted the driver, sitting inside.
before you closed it, you heard an offended:
âyah! thatâs my cab! check the number, miss!âÂ
but the door closing shut the voice down as you muttered the address. letting yourself relax for a while, only halfway home you realized you just accidentally took someone elseâs cab.
well, at least they wonât be left alone â in such case yours should be arriving at the hybe building soon.
you observed in deep thought the water droplets racing down the window. someone tapped your arm and you jerked, blinking.
ây/n, weâre leaving. you should too, tomorrow is an important dayâ your co-worker smiled gently and patted your arm âyou should get some sleep, okay? iâll see you tomorrowâ
nodding in agreement, you waved them goodbye and started packing your things.Â
tomorrow youâre going to be presenting your new album cover and other details for seventeenâs upcoming comeback. you were nervous, you didnât know if they were going to like it. considering the time you spent and how much tears, blood and sweat you put into the design you tried to be optimistic that they would enjoy it.
you left the office and already ordered a cab while in the lift. you hoped that because of it, you werenât going to wait in the rain for too long.Â
a distant chatter echoed and bounced of the lobby walls, mixing with the elevator-type-of-music.Â
then, your phone dinged with a notification that your cab arrived.Â
taking a deep breath and putting your scarf around your head, you headed out. running towards the yellow cab in the rain, droplets hitting your face. water splashed under your shoes and in a few leaps you reached the car.Â
you decided to hop on the seat behind the driver, putting your bag on your knees.
âsorry for the messâ you breathed out and tucked the hair that got stuck onto your face.Â
suddenly the door opened again and someone entered the cab.Â
your eyes widened and you looked at the stranger. he blinked, flabbergasted.Â
then you yelped upon realizing its seungkwan. boo seungkwan. the boo seungkwan from seventeen.
you bowed yet were speechless, too stunned to mutter even a single word.Â
his brows knitted as he pointed at you.
âhey, you stole my cab last timeâ he grunted and ran his hand through his wet locks. your cheeks grew hot with realization, fingers nervously playing with the material of your bag. thatâs not good. not good at all.
âiâm sorry i promise it wasnât on purpose! i was just so tired and didnât realizeââ you started.
âare we going or what? itâs not a cafe to chat endlessly in one placeâ the driver grunted impatiently.
âyeah, right. um, iâll just leave and you take this one. iâm deeply sorry, mr. booâ words spilled out of you like the rain from the dark clouds.Â
before you could open the door, seungkwan leaned and smacked your head gently. you halted in shock.
âare you out of your mind? i mean, respectfully. whatever happened, happened. just be sure to check next time⊠and letâs just take this one. i assume youâre heading home?â he asked, catching the driverâs annoyed look in the mirror âyou should go firstâÂ
you nodded and after saying the address, the car started.Â
âdo you work here?â seungkwan asked, interested. you felt a little shy â even though you knew they work at the same building, you never met an idol. and yet here you are.
âyes, iâm a graphic designerâ you smiled politely âoh, iâm sorry. my name is l/n y/nâ
the idol returned your smile and reached his hand out. you shook it and he hissed dramatically.
âaigo, your hand is so cold!â
you giggled and took it back.Â
the nervousness gradually left your body as you had some small talk with him (and he insisted not to call him mr boo or mr seungkwan as â quote â âthat makes him old and heâs still young!â), genuinely feeling comfortable. he seemed not to be faking his engagement into the conversation either.
before you realized, you arrived in your neighborhood. it was pouring now but luckily the driver stopped quite close to the building. the driver asked for seungkwanâs destination, wanting to put it in gps already.Â
as he did, you reached for your card. then, you asked the driver how much it would cost to take seungkwan to his place. the man replied and the idol smacked your hand once again this evening.
âyou are really crazyâ he grunted and shook his head.
âno, no. let me pay, as a form of sorry for the last cab incidentâ you frowned, discreetly nodding to the driver. he nodded back and put the full price for the route; seungkwan didnât seem to notice.
âno, i canât allow that. itâs literally nothing, i swear i already forgotâ he whined.Â
the driver handed you the terminal and you paid with a bright smile.Â
âokay, fine. um, thank you for the ride, seungkwanâ you said and grabbed your bag âit was nice meeting you. have a good day!â
with that you left and seungkwan observed as you ran to the building, heavy rain slurring your silhouette. he kept his eyes on you as long as he could before the driver was too far away.Â
only then he noticed something on the seat.Â
worker id.
he huffed and took it in his fingers, not realizing heâs smiling. it must have fallen out when you pulled out your card.
âthe lady paid for you, by the wayâ the driver said softly, glancing at him through the mirror.Â
seungkwan rolled his eyes, not sure why his mood is so bright now.Â
you dug through your bag, heart rate being faster than when you took your friendâs niece to the rollercoaster park. feeling the guardâs displeased sight on you, you decided to turn your bag around and spill the contents on the floor. then, you dropped to your knees and ignored the weird looks from other workers.
âi promise i have it! i have no idea why itâs not here!â you whined, glancing at the clock. 9:55am. you had about three minutes to enter the building and arrive at the meeting place since it starts at 10am.Â
and currently you couldnât find your worker id.Â
âi canât let you in on a promise. iâll need to escort you if you donât have itâ the bodyguard said, unbothered.Â
you looked through all the papers and sketches that fell out, sweat dripping down your temple. thatâs not how it was supposed to go.Â
with shaking hands you wiped a tear that gathered on your cheek and checked your wallet again. nothing.Â
a sudden pat on your arm caused you to turn around sharply and the person jerked in surprise due to your dramatic reaction.Â
it was seungkwan.
ânow thatâs just embarrassingâ you grunted, blinking the tears away.Â
âare you looking for this?â he asked with a soft smile, reaching for something from his pocket. your eyes saw the goddamn plastic card âand before you think itâs creepy, you left it in the taxi. i figured iâd drop it off at your office but youâre here soâŠâ
nodding your head vigorously, you gathered all your stuff and put it into your bag.Â
âthank you, thank you so so much. i was just about to be late for a meeting as if the meeting itself didnât make me nervous as fuckâ you breathed out and took the id âthank youâŠâ
âi get it, i get it. now shoo, you canât be late! and good luck, fighting!â he grinned and you sent him a wide grin.Â
seungkwan watched you disappear in the lift before a gasp ripped out of his chest.Â
âwhat am i even doing?! i have a meeting tooââ
he rushed to get another lift and cursed underneath his breath when it came late. seungcheol will whoop his ass for being late but first of all, itâs only like five minutes. second of all, he was helping you.Â
the man pushed the door from the meeting room, sending all eyes on him. he rose his hands in a defensive manner and then bowed.
âi apologize for being late, there was a small⊠incidentâ he mumbled and before he looked up, he heard a voice.
âitâs alright, mr. boo. we didnât start yetâÂ
your voice.Â
his eyes met with yours, causing his face to lit up. some of the members noticed the strange exchange between you, especially when a shared smile bloomed on your faces.Â
seungkwan sat down next to minghao, earning a smack on the arm.Â
needless to say, everyone came to a conclusion that for the first time ever seungkwan was laser focused in the presentation. and you.Â
âi feel like iâm gonna throw upâ you mumbled to yourself, squatting down on the sidewalk. hiding your head in your knees, you heard a chuckle.
âi thought people usually got nervous before presenting?â seungkwanâs voice reached your ears and you looked up with a smile.Â
âwell now iâm waiting for the decision, it is nervous tooâ you sighed and stood up, raising an eyebrow.
âyou donât need to worry about that. i know those guys and they liked your project, a lot. and if they didnât, iâd convince themâ seungkwan grinned and whipped out his phone âcab? let me pay this timeâ
âaish, weâre gonna be pushing and pulling all the time?â you scoffed and shook your head âwait, did you like it?â
seungkwan nodded, noticing the yellow cab approaching. good thing this was a busy street and there were lots of taxis.Â
âobviously!â he grinned and led you towards the car, opening the door for you. once inside, he waited for you to tell your address to the driver and continued. âi really like your art style, itâs very unique and original. the colors fit well with the concept, as well as the design. did you create the font yourself?â
you stared at him in shock, causing a giggle out of him.Â
as you indulged him into the details of your work progress, you failed to realize how quickly you got home. not even done with explaining how you got the idea for the design, you saw a mischievous spark in his ebony eyes.Â
âlet me pay, pleaseâ seungkwan pleaded and you huffed âand⊠if you want, iâll let you pay next time. for coffeeâ
he stared at you hopefully (ignoring the fact that he obviously wouldnât let you but he somehow wanted to have an excuse), seungkwan noticed a cute smile bloomed on your face.Â
âiâd love to. tomorrow? 3pm?â you asked, unable to control your face muscles from grinning. seungkwan nodded energetically âweâre set then. get home safe, mr booâÂ
you leaned in, led by an impulse, and tried to place a goodbye kiss on his cheek but you accidentally pecked the corner of his lips.Â
blood flowing to your face, you left the cab panicked, yelping a nervous bye!Â
âhey there, misses! whatâs with your kisses?â he mumbled, fingers ghosting over the area your lips brushed against.Â
looking at the whipped man in the mirror, the cab driver smiled.Â
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KYKYXOWHNEMWSM hehehe thank u sm tjooo <3333
YELLOW CAB
author's note. i kinda slayed w the banner ngl
summary. 3rd time is a charm, right? especially when the guy whose ride home you stole is kinda (very much) cute
word count. 2111
genre, pairing. crack and fluff lmao!! graphic design hybe worker!yn x idol!seungkwan;; sassy kwan.
warnings. one or two curses, mention of throwing up
letting out a deep sigh, you stepped outside the hybe building. holding the file with your notes and sketches, you pressed it closer to your chest as you whipped out your phone. the weather was quite stuffy, air no better than in the office.Â
some of your coworkers passed you by and walked towards the parking.Â
shaking your head, with a few swipes you ordered a cab. living without a car was manageable but quite a pain in the ass, especially on days like this when you didnât feel like taking the metro.Â
you stayed overtime, again. itâs really a bad habit, you should work on it. your eyes were struggling to keep open, even while standing. speaking of which, your legs hurt too â probably a result of sitting for too long. and your back; oh god, your back. leaning over the drawing tablet for the whole day will definitely cause you to have a hump⊠fun.Â
someone left the building and sat on the bench, doing something in their phone. it was good to know you werenât the last one to leave. yawning loudly, you struggled to stand still.
then, you noticed a yellow cab arriving. finally! you marched towards it, absentmindedly. you opened the door and greeted the driver, sitting inside.
before you closed it, you heard an offended:
âyah! thatâs my cab! check the number, miss!âÂ
but the door closing shut the voice down as you muttered the address. letting yourself relax for a while, only halfway home you realized you just accidentally took someone elseâs cab.
well, at least they wonât be left alone â in such case yours should be arriving at the hybe building soon.
you observed in deep thought the water droplets racing down the window. someone tapped your arm and you jerked, blinking.
ây/n, weâre leaving. you should too, tomorrow is an important dayâ your co-worker smiled gently and patted your arm âyou should get some sleep, okay? iâll see you tomorrowâ
nodding in agreement, you waved them goodbye and started packing your things.Â
tomorrow youâre going to be presenting your new album cover and other details for seventeenâs upcoming comeback. you were nervous, you didnât know if they were going to like it. considering the time you spent and how much tears, blood and sweat you put into the design you tried to be optimistic that they would enjoy it.
you left the office and already ordered a cab while in the lift. you hoped that because of it, you werenât going to wait in the rain for too long.Â
a distant chatter echoed and bounced of the lobby walls, mixing with the elevator-type-of-music.Â
then, your phone dinged with a notification that your cab arrived.Â
taking a deep breath and putting your scarf around your head, you headed out. running towards the yellow cab in the rain, droplets hitting your face. water splashed under your shoes and in a few leaps you reached the car.Â
you decided to hop on the seat behind the driver, putting your bag on your knees.
âsorry for the messâ you breathed out and tucked the hair that got stuck onto your face.Â
suddenly the door opened again and someone entered the cab.Â
your eyes widened and you looked at the stranger. he blinked, flabbergasted.Â
then you yelped upon realizing its seungkwan. boo seungkwan. the boo seungkwan from seventeen.
you bowed yet were speechless, too stunned to mutter even a single word.Â
his brows knitted as he pointed at you.
âhey, you stole my cab last timeâ he grunted and ran his hand through his wet locks. your cheeks grew hot with realization, fingers nervously playing with the material of your bag. thatâs not good. not good at all.
âiâm sorry i promise it wasnât on purpose! i was just so tired and didnât realizeââ you started.
âare we going or what? itâs not a cafe to chat endlessly in one placeâ the driver grunted impatiently.
âyeah, right. um, iâll just leave and you take this one. iâm deeply sorry, mr. booâ words spilled out of you like the rain from the dark clouds.Â
before you could open the door, seungkwan leaned and smacked your head gently. you halted in shock.
âare you out of your mind? i mean, respectfully. whatever happened, happened. just be sure to check next time⊠and letâs just take this one. i assume youâre heading home?â he asked, catching the driverâs annoyed look in the mirror âyou should go firstâÂ
you nodded and after saying the address, the car started.Â
âdo you work here?â seungkwan asked, interested. you felt a little shy â even though you knew they work at the same building, you never met an idol. and yet here you are.
âyes, iâm a graphic designerâ you smiled politely âoh, iâm sorry. my name is l/n y/nâ
the idol returned your smile and reached his hand out. you shook it and he hissed dramatically.
âaigo, your hand is so cold!â
you giggled and took it back.Â
the nervousness gradually left your body as you had some small talk with him (and he insisted not to call him mr boo or mr seungkwan as â quote â âthat makes him old and heâs still young!â), genuinely feeling comfortable. he seemed not to be faking his engagement into the conversation either.
before you realized, you arrived in your neighborhood. it was pouring now but luckily the driver stopped quite close to the building. the driver asked for seungkwanâs destination, wanting to put it in gps already.Â
as he did, you reached for your card. then, you asked the driver how much it would cost to take seungkwan to his place. the man replied and the idol smacked your hand once again this evening.
âyou are really crazyâ he grunted and shook his head.
âno, no. let me pay, as a form of sorry for the last cab incidentâ you frowned, discreetly nodding to the driver. he nodded back and put the full price for the route; seungkwan didnât seem to notice.
âno, i canât allow that. itâs literally nothing, i swear i already forgotâ he whined.Â
the driver handed you the terminal and you paid with a bright smile.Â
âokay, fine. um, thank you for the ride, seungkwanâ you said and grabbed your bag âit was nice meeting you. have a good day!â
with that you left and seungkwan observed as you ran to the building, heavy rain slurring your silhouette. he kept his eyes on you as long as he could before the driver was too far away.Â
only then he noticed something on the seat.Â
worker id.
he huffed and took it in his fingers, not realizing heâs smiling. it must have fallen out when you pulled out your card.
âthe lady paid for you, by the wayâ the driver said softly, glancing at him through the mirror.Â
seungkwan rolled his eyes, not sure why his mood is so bright now.Â
you dug through your bag, heart rate being faster than when you took your friendâs niece to the rollercoaster park. feeling the guardâs displeased sight on you, you decided to turn your bag around and spill the contents on the floor. then, you dropped to your knees and ignored the weird looks from other workers.
âi promise i have it! i have no idea why itâs not here!â you whined, glancing at the clock. 9:55am. you had about three minutes to enter the building and arrive at the meeting place since it starts at 10am.Â
and currently you couldnât find your worker id.Â
âi canât let you in on a promise. iâll need to escort you if you donât have itâ the bodyguard said, unbothered.Â
you looked through all the papers and sketches that fell out, sweat dripping down your temple. thatâs not how it was supposed to go.Â
with shaking hands you wiped a tear that gathered on your cheek and checked your wallet again. nothing.Â
a sudden pat on your arm caused you to turn around sharply and the person jerked in surprise due to your dramatic reaction.Â
it was seungkwan.
ânow thatâs just embarrassingâ you grunted, blinking the tears away.Â
âare you looking for this?â he asked with a soft smile, reaching for something from his pocket. your eyes saw the goddamn plastic card âand before you think itâs creepy, you left it in the taxi. i figured iâd drop it off at your office but youâre here soâŠâ
nodding your head vigorously, you gathered all your stuff and put it into your bag.Â
âthank you, thank you so so much. i was just about to be late for a meeting as if the meeting itself didnât make me nervous as fuckâ you breathed out and took the id âthank youâŠâ
âi get it, i get it. now shoo, you canât be late! and good luck, fighting!â he grinned and you sent him a wide grin.Â
seungkwan watched you disappear in the lift before a gasp ripped out of his chest.Â
âwhat am i even doing?! i have a meeting tooââ
he rushed to get another lift and cursed underneath his breath when it came late. seungcheol will whoop his ass for being late but first of all, itâs only like five minutes. second of all, he was helping you.Â
the man pushed the door from the meeting room, sending all eyes on him. he rose his hands in a defensive manner and then bowed.
âi apologize for being late, there was a small⊠incidentâ he mumbled and before he looked up, he heard a voice.
âitâs alright, mr. boo. we didnât start yetâÂ
your voice.Â
his eyes met with yours, causing his face to lit up. some of the members noticed the strange exchange between you, especially when a shared smile bloomed on your faces.Â
seungkwan sat down next to minghao, earning a smack on the arm.Â
needless to say, everyone came to a conclusion that for the first time ever seungkwan was laser focused in the presentation. and you.Â
âi feel like iâm gonna throw upâ you mumbled to yourself, squatting down on the sidewalk. hiding your head in your knees, you heard a chuckle.
âi thought people usually got nervous before presenting?â seungkwanâs voice reached your ears and you looked up with a smile.Â
âwell now iâm waiting for the decision, it is nervous tooâ you sighed and stood up, raising an eyebrow.
âyou donât need to worry about that. i know those guys and they liked your project, a lot. and if they didnât, iâd convince themâ seungkwan grinned and whipped out his phone âcab? let me pay this timeâ
âaish, weâre gonna be pushing and pulling all the time?â you scoffed and shook your head âwait, did you like it?â
seungkwan nodded, noticing the yellow cab approaching. good thing this was a busy street and there were lots of taxis.Â
âobviously!â he grinned and led you towards the car, opening the door for you. once inside, he waited for you to tell your address to the driver and continued. âi really like your art style, itâs very unique and original. the colors fit well with the concept, as well as the design. did you create the font yourself?â
you stared at him in shock, causing a giggle out of him.Â
as you indulged him into the details of your work progress, you failed to realize how quickly you got home. not even done with explaining how you got the idea for the design, you saw a mischievous spark in his ebony eyes.Â
âlet me pay, pleaseâ seungkwan pleaded and you huffed âand⊠if you want, iâll let you pay next time. for coffeeâ
he stared at you hopefully (ignoring the fact that he obviously wouldnât let you but he somehow wanted to have an excuse), seungkwan noticed a cute smile bloomed on your face.Â
âiâd love to. tomorrow? 3pm?â you asked, unable to control your face muscles from grinning. seungkwan nodded energetically âweâre set then. get home safe, mr booâÂ
you leaned in, led by an impulse, and tried to place a goodbye kiss on his cheek but you accidentally pecked the corner of his lips.Â
blood flowing to your face, you left the cab panicked, yelping a nervous bye!Â
âhey there, misses! whatâs with your kisses?â he mumbled, fingers ghosting over the area your lips brushed against.Â
looking at the whipped man in the mirror, the cab driver smiled.Â
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IM SORRY I DONT REALLT HAVE THISâŠ.. FEELING PF HOW MUCH SOMETHING IS ANGSTYđđđđ IM HAPPT U LIKED IT THO!!! i promise ill eventually write something cute for dk ws a redemption đ«Ą
ballroom extravaganza
author's note. my dudes ir might be my fav banner iâve ever did!!
summary. heâs one step closer to you on the ballroom extravaganza
word count. 1563
warnings, genre. royal/medieval-ish vibes? kinda angsty if u look at it :) ;; lower class!dk, royal-ish!y/n, alcohol consumption
the room was beautifully decorated. good ornaments everywhere: candlesticks, long curtains falling onto the wooden floor like waterfalls, the chandeliers. the railings and cornices on the ceiling shone with a goldish glint too; even the champagne in his glass reflected with it.
seokmin examined the dresses and suits of people surrounding him, all of them wearing the most exquisite and elegant clothing. after all such a ball was an opportunity to shine. he wasnât any different â black smoking adorning his body, the brown hair on his head styled with gel.
nevertheless, he felt uneasy; he knew he didnât belong here. no matter the clothes he was wearing or if his hairstyle was fashionable, it was all a cover. seokminâs heart pounded with anxiety that eventually someone will discover that heâs a simple man from the lower class.
the champagne turned bitter in his mouth as he tried to drink his thoughts away. the taste of such exclusive alcohol made him realize itâs probably the first and last time heâs drinking it.
then he came to a conclusion that heâd rather be tonight.
seokmin made up his mind (rather seungkwan, his younger assistant, knocked some sense into his head⊠quite literally, with his fists) and decided to confess to you.
because truth be told, he knew you two wouldnât form a relationship even in his wildest dreams. seokmin was a very regular lower class teacher from the countryside and you; oh, you. you were the daughter of a rich landlord who held an important role in the local government.
the sudden realization hit him like gust of cold wind and yet again he felt strange in this place, where everything was huge, expensive and out of his world.
seokmin felt grateful he could even look at it or at you.
he met you through jihoon, a musical genius who once was passing by seokminâs village and heard him singing. thatâs when they met â jihoon was amazed by his voice and singing abilities, nagging him to train. he offered to do it for free at the beginning since he knew that seokmin can barely afford new shoes.
soon enough jihoon took his pupil to his musical studio in the capital. pianos, guitars, flutes⊠even a harp! it all made seokmin speechless. but it didnât leave him as half as flattered in comparison with your meeting.
the delicate sound of the harp filled the room, seokmin holding his breath. he watched mesmerised how one of jihoonâs students moved his fingers and ever-so-gently nudged the strings.
jihoonâs brows were knitted as he nodded, listening carefully. as a teacher, he was terrifying. as a private person⊠he was scary. but despite the cold mask, seokmin saw through him and noticed a pure, gold heart. he got here somehow in the first place, no?
suddenly, there was a sound of door slamming open which halted the peaceful atmosphere. jihoon let out a sigh and looked up, seokminâs gaze following his. then, he saw you.
your face was so beautiful that he genuinely thought like he was hallucinating. the e/c eyes sparkling with excitement and a huge smile painting on your lips, h/c hair flowing elegantly on your arms. your dress was pretty too; even from the first glance anyone could tell youâre rich. the pinks and whites contrasting together, creating a princess auraâ
âjihoonah, you bastard! why didnât you tell me youâre back in town, you little rodent?!â you whined and seokminâs eyes widened in shock. well, he didnât expect - and met, so far - any girl behaving like that here.
jihoon stood up and walked up to you, placing a tender kiss on the back of your hand.
âugh, can you not? weâve talked about this beforeâ you whined and the man just giggled.
ây/n, this is seokmin. seokmin, this is miss y/n. normally, she isnât behaving like a spoiled brat but apparently she only does around me. now⊠joshua, did i tell you to stop playing?â the last question cut through air like a sharp knife. joshua, jihoon's student, quickly returned to play the harp. seokmin used this moment to steal a few more glances at you, visibly whipped.
âhelloâ you said shyly, realizing just now that jihoon isnât alone. seokmin stands up and bows gently.
âitâs my pleasure to meet youâ he grinned and it was so contagious that you couldnât help but smile too.
ânow, seokmin. remember when i said thereâs a purpose for your presence here? youâll be y/nâs new singing teacher. i will leave because of the upcoming opera in paris and miss y/n has to have a teacher. even though youâre not that professional, you do have a natural talentâ jihoon announced, your eyes widening in shock.
âyouâre⊠leaving?â you asked.
âme⊠a teacher?â seokmin muttered, flabbergasted.
suddenly the crowd had come to a halt, his eyes meeting yours across the ballroom. he smiled and you excused the person who was talking to you, approaching him.
looking beautiful, as always, his heart sped up. the puffy beige dress was elegant yet nothing too fancy to make you stand out. however, seokmin thought that you were the prettiest here; looking like royalty.
âmin!â you grinned and bowed gently. all words and thoughts unexpectedly disappeared from his brain, vanishing into thin air.
ây/n⊠miss y/nâ he stuttered out, palms staring to her sweaty. you sent him a reassuring smile.
âyou must feel so⊠overwhelmed. you look nervous. and handsome too, by the way. letâs get some air, teacherâ you put your hands together; even your posture being graceful as if you were a carved marble statue.
âno, no. iâm fine. i wanted to talk to you about one concern that⊠has been on my mindâ seokmin finally managed to word out something. your brows furrowed ever so gently and you nodded.
âi see. i, too, have an announcement to shareâ a quiet mumble left your lips, almost getting lost in the rustle of the room.
now it was his turn to frown. you seemed rather upset.
âgo first, pleaseâ you gestured with your head. he saw jihoon coming towards you.
âletâs go to the dance floor, i see a predator approachingâ you giggled and before jihoon (the predator in question) could open his mouth, you snatched seokminâs hand and landed in the middle of the dance floor.
âi shouldnât⊠dance with you. what will people say?â he mumbled, putting his hand on your hip gently as if we was afraid that heâll hurt you.
âi couldnât care less, min. weâre friends. what was it you wanted to say?â you asked, looking at him through your eyelashes. he took a deep breath, hoping you didnât feel how clammy his hands got.
ây/n, i think⊠no, iâm certain. iâm certain that i like you more than a friendâ seokmin answered. if you were surprised, you didnât let it show.
just swaying to the rhythm of music (that was slowly building up), you let the words sink in your mind. then he noticed your gaze wandering around the room, stopping upon a certain point.
âi- i know we wouldnât work out but i just- iâve been mesmerized by you ever since you bursted into jihoonâs classroom door and i canât⊠canât stop thinking about youâ he breathed out, trying to save the situation.
the music tempo sped up a bit, you looked him in the eye.
âseokmin, youâre a really cute guy. perfect, if you think about it. caring, loves to work with kids, patient. and⊠itâs not- itâs not even about you being from the countrysideâ you smiled softly and when the music came to a climax, making the pairs come to a halt â and so did his heart too upon hearing your next words âjihoon proposed to meâ
the world stopped. seokmin felt his smile disappear, air flowing out of his lungs. ringing in his ears got as annoying as a mosquito buzzing around his ear.
âhe got filthy rich after the opera display in paris. my dad forced me to agree so⊠weâll announce it today, hence the ball. and thenâŠâ you gulped, fingers drumming against his arms.
âthen what?â he choked out. his heart just got crashed into millions of pieces that he will never be able to put together.
âthen weâll get married in paris and stay there. jihoon signed a contract with the theatreâ you added quietly. staring at you, seokmin felt weak.
you know all the words to the play
but alliI wanted was you to stay
your time is running thin
'cause i'm falling through the cracks under your floor
âseokmin, iâm sorry but⊠i canât say noâ you said, voice cracking. it was getting hard to breathe but he managed to pull the best smile he coulf.
âi understand. youâre a part of me⊠now youâll just be apart from me. but⊠itâs fine. good luck in the new chapter of your lifeâ he hummed, heart aching so painfully he thought heâs dying.
he let you go, stepping aside.
you're one step closer to me
on the ballroom extravaganza
i know you won't find me anymore
i triДd to reach for you once more
seokmin walked away, deciding to leave the room. he only heard jihoon walking up to you. feeling your gaze burning through his back, he made a mental promise to not turn back.
but thĐ” world came crashing to the ground.
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NEOSJWOWKLWLA THANK U SM<3333 joshua water bender >>>> literallyfr!!!!
SO BEAUTIFUL
author's note. can u tell what i was hyperfixation on when i wrote this?! a cookie for those who answer correctly (emoji) btw this song is one of my faves when it comes to ian :( right after violet crazy and scaredy cat.......... however his whole discography is just mindblowing so its hard to have a 1 fav song ngl <//3
summary. idk man just whipped prince!joshua ...
genre. atla-ish !! its not the main plot but there's mention of element benders lolzies, royal setting (prince!joshu, army general!y/n), situationship/non-established relationship between them
warnings. blood, wounds (kinda descriptive, im sorry), fighting, mention of war and killing people (i mean yn is in army so....), cursing, one suggestive joke but i mean,, it was there like... it was stronger than me..., not a warning but emphasis on fem reader, yn kinda has a breakdown :(
word count. 3878
joshua ran his hand through his hair, letting out a small sigh. he was reading a book but his mind seemed unable to focus as the words and sentences didnât make sense in his head.Â
âyouâve been reading this one single page for ten minutes now, your highnessâ he heard seungkwanâs teasing voice and just looked up at his friend.Â
âiâm aware of that, seungkwanâ joshua mumbled and put the bookmark between the pages, leaving the item on a small table.Â
he bit his lip and looked outside the window, the sight of mountains bringing him some peace.
joshuaâs mind was uneasy due to the late return of his army. and his absence at the battlefield.Â
the news of victory brought by his right hand and good friend, minghao, definitely caused him to sleep better. but before that, there had been weeks of days filled with stress and anxiety. and now, for unknown reasons the armyâs arrival was postponed â and there was no message.Â
âiâm sure general l/n has everything under controlâ seungkwanâs voice brought joshua back to reality and he subconsciously smiled upon hearing your last name.Â
maybe that was the reason why he was constant concern. he was worried about you. no, it wasnât like he doubted your fighting abilities itâs just⊠anything could happen on the battle ground. besides, you werenât a bender. obviously, every caring prince would be worried about his subordinates. the matter was that it was your first serious battle all alone. usually he was there too. or at least seungcheol, who was his fatherâs military advisor â also very skilled in combat. but due to his injury and the medics sharp warning he wasnât able to go.Â
joshua sighed quietly and stood up, lazily walking up to his balcony. the cold air hugged his face, a refreshing breeze filling his lungs.
another cause of his stress was⊠well, youâre a woman. itâs not like women donât hold high positions in society and are well respected in the water kingdom but⊠army was mostly men. who knew if any of the soldiers didnât cause you trouble.Â
âi donât think that the ball is a good ideaâŠâ joshua mumbled, tracing shapes on the marble railing.Â
âwhether you like it or not, your mother had already decided. majority of our alliances arrivedâ seungkwan shrugged and turned around upon the sound of knocking. joshua looked through his shoulder, expectant.Â
it was minghao.Â
it must have been good news since he was shining.Â
âtheyâre hereâÂ
before the prince could pass him in the door, minghao cleared his throat.Â
ây/n is resting thoughâÂ
joshua stopped in his tracks, not even realising there's a smile that appeared â dropped now slowly.Â
âis she hurt?â he asked, worry in his voice. seungkwan closed the balcony door and joined the water kingdomâs prince's side.Â
âno, no. not as far as i know. sheâs just exhausted and needs to prepare for the ball. and the paper work, losses and such⊠itâd be better if you didnât bother herâ minghao suggested softly. âwonwoo is to your disposal thoughâ
wonwoo, the lieutenant general. thatâs fine, heâll just ask about you.Â
joshua nodded and left in silence. seungkwan and minghao exchanged playful looks.Â
joshua could not sit still. his mother sent him numerous looks but his eyes werenât focused at her at all. he scanned the crowd in search of you.Â
his mother was oh so kind to postpone the ball to the next day, letting the soldiers rest. as he noticed, most of them made it. you surely would be here too, right? you were the general after all.Â
then it struck him like thunder.Â
there you were, in the midst of people. a flowy, light blue dress on your body gently falling onto the floor. he knew you got the access to the best sewers in the kingdom but this time⊠your dress really reminded him of water. maybe it was the silver linings in it? or just the lightness of the fabric? either way, you looked angelic. and with your hair loose, falling like waterfalls on your shoulders.Â
as the great warrior you were, you sensed his gaze on you. sending him a small smile, looking from above your companionâs shoulder, joshua sighed dreamily.Â
your lips moved and then you walked past the man you talked to, stepping directly into joshuaâs direction. he cleared his throat, his sight on you.Â
âmy queenâ you hummed and bowed gently to his mother first, then you held eye contact with him with another bow âmy princeâ
âgeneral l/n, youâre truly the shining star of our army. weâve heard the tales and i must say, i admire your vigour and dedicationâ his mother said. you bowed again.
âthank you, my queen. iâm proud i can serve our countryâ you nodded, smiling gently. joshua adored your face, not being able to get enough of it. especially after your three-months long absence.Â
âmother if you donât mind, youâll hear the stories later. now iâm going to kidnap general l/n for a minuteâÂ
before you knew it, his hand tenderly interlocked with yours as he lead you to the dance floor. landing in the middle, below the silver chandelier that lit up your face in the prettiest ways possible, the prince placed a feather-light kiss atop of your hand.Â
the music started, the royal sounds of cello and violins ripping through air; joshua led the dance, his ebony eyes scanning your face. his features were overtaken by the look of how much he missed you, you could tell it by his eyes only. the soft curve of his smile made your heart melt, fingers brushing against his neck.Â
âso beautifulâ he hummed deeply, heart almost aching with joy. why was it like this? he thought he thought it through but now he was just confused; why does his heart hurt when youâre finally within his reach?Â
âso, so beautifulâ joshua repeated, daring to glance at your lips âi missed you dearlyâÂ
you huffed, letting him sway to the rhythm of music. because he was an excellent water bender, he was one with the flow â whether it was his element or music. he guided you through the sounds of instruments, which made you emotional. hearing the sound of them after months away from your homelandâŠÂ
âarenât you tired? are you fine?â joshua asked, care in his voice. he had you so close yet so far. in his arms but unable to caress your cheek or kiss your lips.Â
you shook your head, scanning his face. maybe you missed him too, after all.Â
âiâm perfectly fine nowâ you whispered and his look was more expressive than words; he understood what you meant: you missed him too.Â
the melody came to a halt and it was like a string snapped in front of your eyes, the sudden sound of chatter making you go back to reality.Â
âiâm sure thereâs plenty of young ladies willing to dance with you. i shall not keep you busyâ you said. joshua opened his mouth, protesting.Â
âletâs take a trip down a darker place, the garden has really improved when you were absentâ he almost whined, begging with his eyes so youâd spare him even a mere moment alone.Â
suddenly, wonwoo approached you. he leaned in to whisper something in your ear, concern on his face. you nodded, features getting colder than snow blasting in the harshest of winters. he knew that look, it meant trouble; it meant an approaching threat.
âiâd be more than willing to. however, there happened to be an urgent matter that needs to be taken care of. iâŠâ you hesitated and sent a look to wonwoo. he understood since he left right away. only then quiet words left your mouth âiâll meet you in your chamber later, shuâÂ
his heart skipped a beat, nodding. his eyes followed your figure, finally at peace that youâre back.
an outsider would never think that youâre a general, one of the skillest people in the kingdom when it came to combat. whilst being a non-bender, which was quite impressive. you were just so⊠flowy, glowing and gentle. oh, gentle you truly wereâŠÂ
â...the fuck you mean we had a tail?â you hissed, poking wonwooâs chest and then taking a deep sigh âwell fuck me, thatâs just fucking great!â
âi bet your highness would want to do thatâ wonwoo cleared his throat, your hand slapping his arm in an instant.
âlieutenant general jeon, i ask you to behave accordingly to the situation. there is a risk of coup, the life of the royal bloodline is on the line and you dare to make a joke?â you said coldly, making wonwoo shiver. then, you suddenly snickered âi do admire your timing though. and now tell me moreâÂ
you and wonwoo were close, itâs not like it was out of his manner to joke like this. but the fact that there might be a spy in the castle right nowâŠÂ
âchan came across the traces and him and others made an assumption weâre followed by an fire nation soldier who survived the battleâ wonwoo gave you the details.Â
your light dress rustled on the late afternoon wind, breeze running through its fabric. you closed our eyes, fingers tightening on the marble railing of a terrace.Â
there were two choices in this situation: announce there might be a spy and transport the royal family into a guarded place, which may result in panic and rumours spreading (including those about your incompetence). however, the spy might run off or give in. the second option: stay silent and donât let anyone suspect a thing, take care of the spy with your own hands. risks: people getting hurt, especially the king or queen. or prince.Â
âdo we know where they might be now?â you asked, looking through your shoulder at the crowded ballroom. chatter, dancing, music⊠people living to the fullest. and joshua being there too.Â
âwe do have suspicions that they might be nearby, we found some traces near your⊠your, um, houseâ wonwoo answered, your eyes shifting.Â
âso they want me, huh?â you sighed. that was far better than the royals getting hurt. staring at the sunset, a wide palette of oranges and yellows melting into one, you nodded. âinform the guards, keep an eye on any suspicious activity. iâll go check if theyâre still around my place. report immediately if anything happensâ
âyes, generalâ wonwoo saluted and walked away, feeling the breath of urgency on his neck.Â
adoring the sunset for a little longer, watching it morph into a navy night sky; you decided to go before it got too dark.Â
joshua was walking around his chamber, footsteps echoing due to the largeness of it. it was past midnight, almost 6 hours since you left the ballroom⊠did you change your mind? you didnât want to come?Â
he let out a deep sigh, plopping on his bed and staring at the book he was reading.Â
joshua was a prince and enjoyed literature, he has read countless and countless books and genres. he especially found an interest in old romance but all of them had a similar scheme when it came to relationships: the woman was the one to be head over heels whipped for the guy. sheâd blush when someone mentioned his name, sheâd miss him dearly when heâs on his adventurous voyages, sheâd dream of him even in her sleep. he never read a book with an opposite order of things. and yet⊠here he was, waiting for you like a lost puppy. while his heart sought after you, his mind was worried about your wellbeing during your army shenanigans, he longed to hear, see or touch you even for a mere moment longer.Â
huffing like an displeased child, he laid on the bed. if you come, you come. and heâll be asleep. that way, youâll know he doesnât cares that deeplyâ
knock knock. knock knock knock knock.Â
joshua frowned, sitting up. it could be you but⊠it wasnât your usual knock.
the door opened with a quiet creak. you were leaning against the doorframe , upper body leaning forward with hair falling on your face.
âtook you long enoughâ joshua mumbled and stood up, when you suddenly started sliding down the doorframe lifelessly. he ran up to you, kneeling down and grabbing your hands. frighteningly cold hands âwhatâs wrong?â
his voice remained strong unlike his heart. you gathered all your willpower and raised your head, fighting the dropping eyelids.Â
âmy backâŠâ you croaked out, leaning forward but only ending up in his embrace.Â
he did not image your reunion like that.Â
joshua gently moved his hands to your back and his fingers met with something⊠sticky� the flowy material of your dress was ripped, the warmth of the liquid contrasting with the low temperature of your body.
ây/n, what happened?â he asked, voice stern yet revealing a hint of worry.Â
âiâll explain later just⊠help me, shu. pleaseâ you breathed out, the air tickling his neck. joshua gulped, his adamâs apple bobbing, and he grabbed you in bridal style.Â
placing you on his queen sized bed, rolling gently to the side, his mind was racing with thoughts. what happened? were you attacked? was it a fresh wound?Â
âiâll rip the dress, only on the back. i apologize, ill buy you thousands of new ones just⊠breathe for me, alright?â he stuttered, putting on some light.Â
only then his eyes saw how serious was your wound. he took a sharp inhale, throat going dry.Â
there was a deep wound going across your back, left arm to almost the side of your right hip. it looked like a sword left such a mark.Â
joshua quickly opened the handy tap he had in his chamber and didnât bother to pour it into bowl.Â
he bent water straight from the tap, focusing deeply. trying to connect with his inner peace and energy but his rapid heartbeat seemed to disturb him too much.
âfocus, jisooâ he grunted to himself, slender fingers shaking ây/n, talk to me. you need to stay consciousâÂ
âwonât talking take my oxygen that i desperately needââ you started.
âyeah, youâre right. be quietâ he scoffed, trying to light up the mood. then he moved his hands slowly from the beginning to your wound to the end of it. very slowly, surely. still like water, his palms flat but fingers directing the stream of liquid. you groaned, curling your back.Â
it wasnât the first time joshua was patching you up but it definitely was the first time he knew itâs dead serious⊠and seeing you in such pain.Â
another thing was that at the back of his mind there was a sprouting thought that he wonât be able to close the wound completely. not with his heart all over the place.Â
joshua took a deep breath, focusing on the element flowing through his body. not on you⊠in pain⊠bleeding out on his bedâŠÂ
ââm sorryâÂ
at first, he didnât hear it. only when he heard a sob, he realized that itâs you.Â
âhey, no. donât apologize, thatâs an order. itâs a deep wound, i know it hurts but im trying my best and weâll talk it out later.Â
inch by inch, millimetre by millimetre, thanks to his healing abilities your skin started clasping the wound. he wasnât sure which technique to use â layer by layer or pieces at once but the crimson liquid pouring out of your pale back made him chose the first one. which will lead to leaving a scar.Â
joshua began to feel worn out, despite all the hours of training that prepared him for such situations. but he knew that if he stopped now, you could die.Â
âshuâŠâ you mumbled, shaking like a leaf. your voice was quiet, weak. he felt time slipping through his fingers.Â
brows knitting, sweat dripping down his temple, joshua shook his head. despite strength leaving him, he promised himself to restore as much as possible.Â
you looked through your arm, pearly tears shimmering in the moonlight. joshuaâs heart ached, as if someone put a needle right through it.
âi know, iâm sorry but i beg, a few more minutesâŠâ he croaked, feeling lightheaded.Â
âyouâre exhausting yourself, stop itâ a whisper escaped your lips âshu, pleaseâÂ
âno, you need to liveâ he grunted. you frowned and tried to sit up, causing him to gasp âare you insane?â
âgive me the bandage and go call the medics. i donât want you to pass outâ you ordered, reaching for his hand.Â
joshua put the last ounces of water and energy into your body, leaning to close the tap. then, he dug in one of his drawers.
you were still bleeding but far less than when you barged in. he handed you the material and wiped the tears, sweat and blood off your face.Â
âiâve got this now. go get some help, pleaseâ you sent him a weak smile.Â
joshua cursed mentally and left quickly. you were probably right.
once he was back with jun, jihoon and seokmin, they took care of you. the oldest one gave you some herbs that would put you to sleep as they worked on your wound. joshua insisted that it all took place inside his chamber.Â
they were done around 3am, leaving you two alone. the prince managed to get rid of the blood stained duvet and covered you in a blanket that was on his couch.Â
them, he laid down next to you. the moonlight shone on your pale face, parted lips making an escape for soft snores. your chest was rising up and down a lot more calmly, joshua could feel your energy being more vivid that before. it was stable now, like a steam of water in the woods rather than dried out lake.Â
âyou always have to cause some trouble, huh?â he scoffed and reached his hand out, caressing your cheek gently. even in deep slumber after getting hurt you were so beautiful.Â
he noticed your brows furrowing and fingers twitching. your breathing sped up, yet you remained asleep. joshua observed you cautiously.
âno⊠donât⊠donât kill himâ you mumbled, shifting in your sleep. his eyes widened, realizing youâre having a nightmare âanyone but⊠but my shuâ
joshuaâs heart melted on spot, pleasant warmth flooding his insides.
âyou canât even get a rest, can you?â he huffed and shuffled closer, guiding your head onto his chest. you instantly nuzzled closer, arms instinctively wrapping around his body.Â
with an uneasy mind, he caressed your hair. your breathing calmed down so he wondered if the nightmare went away.Â
joshua stuck his gaze into the open window, unable to relax. stars barely shone on the navy horizon, covered by clouds. it seemed like the sky couldnât sleep either.Â
upon stirring awake you instantly knew (even without opening your eyes) that youâre in joshuaâs bed. it was much more softer than your bed but above all, it had the comfort. you felt warm and secure; cozy in his hold. joshua had his arm wrapped around you, fingers tracing shapes on your skin.Â
peeking an eye open you noticed heâs holding a book with his other hand, eyes tracking the text.Â
you wanted to stay like this forever.Â
then, a stinging pain ran through your back and you trembled, causing him to shift his worried gaze at you. he gasped softly.Â
âyouâre awakeâ joshua hummed and leaned closer, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.Â
you melted because of the gesture, nuzzling further into his neck.Â
âhow do you feel?â he asked, worry in his voice.Â
âbetter, much better. thank you, shu. i apologize for the mess i madeâ you mumbled, resting his palm on his chest. he put his hand over it, caressing your skin.Â
joshua missed this so much. he missed you.Â
silence was hanging between you two, an unspoken question of âwhat happened?â hanging above your head.Â
âmay i see wound?â he asked suddenly. you nodded, your hair tickling his skin.Â
he helped you sit straight and handed you one of his sleeping cloth to cover the front of your body.Â
joshua gently moved your hair from your back, his fingertips ghosting over your skin. goosebumps covered your arms.
âyou know⊠you always say iâm so beautifulâ you started quietly. joshua hummed in acknowledgment to let you know that heâs listening. then, he shuffled something closer and put it on the bed âbut iâm not. iâm so ugly, joshua. my soul is uglyâ
âthat is not true, y/nâ he protested sternly as his delicate fingers worked on removing the bandage. his touches were soft, almost as if he was afraid to touch you.
âiâm a soldier, shu. i hurt people. and yesterday⊠there was a spy. he sneaked up on me, threatened to kill you. and that triggered me i just⊠couldnât bare that thought. and i saw red⊠he used my distraction and tripped me, slicing in the backâ you stuttered, throat going dry âiâm a failure. i almost let him escape, your life was at risk and i couldnât control my emotionsâŠâ
his movement halted for a while, the quietness od the room making your soft pants sound much more louder than youâd like to.Â
âyou are not a failure. you had led our army to victory, several timesâ joshua resumed and you felt the calming stream of water. then, you felt a soothing sensation spreading over your wound.Â
joshua was bending to recover your wound, or at least make it heal quicker and more effectively.Â
âyeah but⊠iâm a bad personâ you mumbled, playing with your fingers.Â
he stopped bending and put a new bandage over your wound, it still not being clasped fully. Â
joshua patted your arm and you put his shirt on, turning around.Â
âyou know why i always say youâre so beautiful?â joshua asked and once you faced him, he grabbed your chin gently âobviously i mean your looks too but above all, i treasure your soul. youâre such a pure, dedicated humanâ
you swallowed, his soft features warming your heart.Â
âthis situation must have made you feel upset and not worthy but youâre so appreciated. my your subordinates, friends⊠by me. as much as i admire your readiness to sacrifice for me but please, i beg, donât do it next timeâ joshua hummed, his thumb moving in soothing manner âiâd rather die myself than live without youâ
âdonât say thatâ you scoffed, shaking your head gently âour country needs a leaderâ
âand i need youâ joshua replied, moving his hands to cup your face âplease, y/n. youâre so precious to me⊠soââ
âif you say beautiful iâll smack youâ you let out a laugh and he couldnât help but share a smile.Â
âbut itâs trueâ he grinned and closed the gap between you two, lips crashing on yours. you shared a passionate kiss, a one that lovers after reunion share.Â
but truth be told, you were like all those lovers in old tales.Â
and maybe this time, thereâs going to be a flawless ending: making it official.
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author's note. can u tell what i was hyperfixation on when i wrote this?! a cookie for those who answer correctly (emoji) btw this song is one of my faves when it comes to ian :( right after violet crazy and scaredy cat.......... however his whole discography is just mindblowing so its hard to have a 1 fav song ngl <//3
summary. idk man just whipped prince!joshua ...
genre. atla-ish !! its not the main plot but there's mention of element benders lolzies, royal setting (prince!joshu, army general!y/n), situationship/non-established relationship between them
warnings. blood, wounds (kinda descriptive, im sorry), fighting, mention of war and killing people (i mean yn is in army so....), cursing, one suggestive joke but i mean,, it was there like... it was stronger than me..., not a warning but emphasis on fem reader, yn kinda has a breakdown :(
word count. 3878
joshua ran his hand through his hair, letting out a small sigh. he was reading a book but his mind seemed unable to focus as the words and sentences didnât make sense in his head.Â
âyouâve been reading this one single page for ten minutes now, your highnessâ he heard seungkwanâs teasing voice and just looked up at his friend.Â
âiâm aware of that, seungkwanâ joshua mumbled and put the bookmark between the pages, leaving the item on a small table.Â
he bit his lip and looked outside the window, the sight of mountains bringing him some peace.
joshuaâs mind was uneasy due to the late return of his army. and his absence at the battlefield.Â
the news of victory brought by his right hand and good friend, minghao, definitely caused him to sleep better. but before that, there had been weeks of days filled with stress and anxiety. and now, for unknown reasons the armyâs arrival was postponed â and there was no message.Â
âiâm sure general l/n has everything under controlâ seungkwanâs voice brought joshua back to reality and he subconsciously smiled upon hearing your last name.Â
maybe that was the reason why he was constant concern. he was worried about you. no, it wasnât like he doubted your fighting abilities itâs just⊠anything could happen on the battle ground. besides, you werenât a bender. obviously, every caring prince would be worried about his subordinates. the matter was that it was your first serious battle all alone. usually he was there too. or at least seungcheol, who was his fatherâs military advisor â also very skilled in combat. but due to his injury and the medics sharp warning he wasnât able to go.Â
joshua sighed quietly and stood up, lazily walking up to his balcony. the cold air hugged his face, a refreshing breeze filling his lungs.
another cause of his stress was⊠well, youâre a woman. itâs not like women donât hold high positions in society and are well respected in the water kingdom but⊠army was mostly men. who knew if any of the soldiers didnât cause you trouble.Â
âi donât think that the ball is a good ideaâŠâ joshua mumbled, tracing shapes on the marble railing.Â
âwhether you like it or not, your mother had already decided. majority of our alliances arrivedâ seungkwan shrugged and turned around upon the sound of knocking. joshua looked through his shoulder, expectant.Â
it was minghao.Â
it must have been good news since he was shining.Â
âtheyâre hereâÂ
before the prince could pass him in the door, minghao cleared his throat.Â
ây/n is resting thoughâÂ
joshua stopped in his tracks, not even realising there's a smile that appeared â dropped now slowly.Â
âis she hurt?â he asked, worry in his voice. seungkwan closed the balcony door and joined the water kingdomâs prince's side.Â
âno, no. not as far as i know. sheâs just exhausted and needs to prepare for the ball. and the paper work, losses and such⊠itâd be better if you didnât bother herâ minghao suggested softly. âwonwoo is to your disposal thoughâ
wonwoo, the lieutenant general. thatâs fine, heâll just ask about you.Â
joshua nodded and left in silence. seungkwan and minghao exchanged playful looks.Â
joshua could not sit still. his mother sent him numerous looks but his eyes werenât focused at her at all. he scanned the crowd in search of you.Â
his mother was oh so kind to postpone the ball to the next day, letting the soldiers rest. as he noticed, most of them made it. you surely would be here too, right? you were the general after all.Â
then it struck him like thunder.Â
there you were, in the midst of people. a flowy, light blue dress on your body gently falling onto the floor. he knew you got the access to the best sewers in the kingdom but this time⊠your dress really reminded him of water. maybe it was the silver linings in it? or just the lightness of the fabric? either way, you looked angelic. and with your hair loose, falling like waterfalls on your shoulders.Â
as the great warrior you were, you sensed his gaze on you. sending him a small smile, looking from above your companionâs shoulder, joshua sighed dreamily.Â
your lips moved and then you walked past the man you talked to, stepping directly into joshuaâs direction. he cleared his throat, his sight on you.Â
âmy queenâ you hummed and bowed gently to his mother first, then you held eye contact with him with another bow âmy princeâ
âgeneral l/n, youâre truly the shining star of our army. weâve heard the tales and i must say, i admire your vigour and dedicationâ his mother said. you bowed again.
âthank you, my queen. iâm proud i can serve our countryâ you nodded, smiling gently. joshua adored your face, not being able to get enough of it. especially after your three-months long absence.Â
âmother if you donât mind, youâll hear the stories later. now iâm going to kidnap general l/n for a minuteâÂ
before you knew it, his hand tenderly interlocked with yours as he lead you to the dance floor. landing in the middle, below the silver chandelier that lit up your face in the prettiest ways possible, the prince placed a feather-light kiss atop of your hand.Â
the music started, the royal sounds of cello and violins ripping through air; joshua led the dance, his ebony eyes scanning your face. his features were overtaken by the look of how much he missed you, you could tell it by his eyes only. the soft curve of his smile made your heart melt, fingers brushing against his neck.Â
âso beautifulâ he hummed deeply, heart almost aching with joy. why was it like this? he thought he thought it through but now he was just confused; why does his heart hurt when youâre finally within his reach?Â
âso, so beautifulâ joshua repeated, daring to glance at your lips âi missed you dearlyâÂ
you huffed, letting him sway to the rhythm of music. because he was an excellent water bender, he was one with the flow â whether it was his element or music. he guided you through the sounds of instruments, which made you emotional. hearing the sound of them after months away from your homelandâŠÂ
âarenât you tired? are you fine?â joshua asked, care in his voice. he had you so close yet so far. in his arms but unable to caress your cheek or kiss your lips.Â
you shook your head, scanning his face. maybe you missed him too, after all.Â
âiâm perfectly fine nowâ you whispered and his look was more expressive than words; he understood what you meant: you missed him too.Â
the melody came to a halt and it was like a string snapped in front of your eyes, the sudden sound of chatter making you go back to reality.Â
âiâm sure thereâs plenty of young ladies willing to dance with you. i shall not keep you busyâ you said. joshua opened his mouth, protesting.Â
âletâs take a trip down a darker place, the garden has really improved when you were absentâ he almost whined, begging with his eyes so youâd spare him even a mere moment alone.Â
suddenly, wonwoo approached you. he leaned in to whisper something in your ear, concern on his face. you nodded, features getting colder than snow blasting in the harshest of winters. he knew that look, it meant trouble; it meant an approaching threat.
âiâd be more than willing to. however, there happened to be an urgent matter that needs to be taken care of. iâŠâ you hesitated and sent a look to wonwoo. he understood since he left right away. only then quiet words left your mouth âiâll meet you in your chamber later, shuâÂ
his heart skipped a beat, nodding. his eyes followed your figure, finally at peace that youâre back.
an outsider would never think that youâre a general, one of the skillest people in the kingdom when it came to combat. whilst being a non-bender, which was quite impressive. you were just so⊠flowy, glowing and gentle. oh, gentle you truly wereâŠÂ
â...the fuck you mean we had a tail?â you hissed, poking wonwooâs chest and then taking a deep sigh âwell fuck me, thatâs just fucking great!â
âi bet your highness would want to do thatâ wonwoo cleared his throat, your hand slapping his arm in an instant.
âlieutenant general jeon, i ask you to behave accordingly to the situation. there is a risk of coup, the life of the royal bloodline is on the line and you dare to make a joke?â you said coldly, making wonwoo shiver. then, you suddenly snickered âi do admire your timing though. and now tell me moreâÂ
you and wonwoo were close, itâs not like it was out of his manner to joke like this. but the fact that there might be a spy in the castle right nowâŠÂ
âchan came across the traces and him and others made an assumption weâre followed by an fire nation soldier who survived the battleâ wonwoo gave you the details.Â
your light dress rustled on the late afternoon wind, breeze running through its fabric. you closed our eyes, fingers tightening on the marble railing of a terrace.Â
there were two choices in this situation: announce there might be a spy and transport the royal family into a guarded place, which may result in panic and rumours spreading (including those about your incompetence). however, the spy might run off or give in. the second option: stay silent and donât let anyone suspect a thing, take care of the spy with your own hands. risks: people getting hurt, especially the king or queen. or prince.Â
âdo we know where they might be now?â you asked, looking through your shoulder at the crowded ballroom. chatter, dancing, music⊠people living to the fullest. and joshua being there too.Â
âwe do have suspicions that they might be nearby, we found some traces near your⊠your, um, houseâ wonwoo answered, your eyes shifting.Â
âso they want me, huh?â you sighed. that was far better than the royals getting hurt. staring at the sunset, a wide palette of oranges and yellows melting into one, you nodded. âinform the guards, keep an eye on any suspicious activity. iâll go check if theyâre still around my place. report immediately if anything happensâ
âyes, generalâ wonwoo saluted and walked away, feeling the breath of urgency on his neck.Â
adoring the sunset for a little longer, watching it morph into a navy night sky; you decided to go before it got too dark.Â
joshua was walking around his chamber, footsteps echoing due to the largeness of it. it was past midnight, almost 6 hours since you left the ballroom⊠did you change your mind? you didnât want to come?Â
he let out a deep sigh, plopping on his bed and staring at the book he was reading.Â
joshua was a prince and enjoyed literature, he has read countless and countless books and genres. he especially found an interest in old romance but all of them had a similar scheme when it came to relationships: the woman was the one to be head over heels whipped for the guy. sheâd blush when someone mentioned his name, sheâd miss him dearly when heâs on his adventurous voyages, sheâd dream of him even in her sleep. he never read a book with an opposite order of things. and yet⊠here he was, waiting for you like a lost puppy. while his heart sought after you, his mind was worried about your wellbeing during your army shenanigans, he longed to hear, see or touch you even for a mere moment longer.Â
huffing like an displeased child, he laid on the bed. if you come, you come. and heâll be asleep. that way, youâll know he doesnât cares that deeplyâ
knock knock. knock knock knock knock.Â
joshua frowned, sitting up. it could be you but⊠it wasnât your usual knock.
the door opened with a quiet creak. you were leaning against the doorframe , upper body leaning forward with hair falling on your face.
âtook you long enoughâ joshua mumbled and stood up, when you suddenly started sliding down the doorframe lifelessly. he ran up to you, kneeling down and grabbing your hands. frighteningly cold hands âwhatâs wrong?â
his voice remained strong unlike his heart. you gathered all your willpower and raised your head, fighting the dropping eyelids.Â
âmy backâŠâ you croaked out, leaning forward but only ending up in his embrace.Â
he did not image your reunion like that.Â
joshua gently moved his hands to your back and his fingers met with something⊠sticky� the flowy material of your dress was ripped, the warmth of the liquid contrasting with the low temperature of your body.
ây/n, what happened?â he asked, voice stern yet revealing a hint of worry.Â
âiâll explain later just⊠help me, shu. pleaseâ you breathed out, the air tickling his neck. joshua gulped, his adamâs apple bobbing, and he grabbed you in bridal style.Â
placing you on his queen sized bed, rolling gently to the side, his mind was racing with thoughts. what happened? were you attacked? was it a fresh wound?Â
âiâll rip the dress, only on the back. i apologize, ill buy you thousands of new ones just⊠breathe for me, alright?â he stuttered, putting on some light.Â
only then his eyes saw how serious was your wound. he took a sharp inhale, throat going dry.Â
there was a deep wound going across your back, left arm to almost the side of your right hip. it looked like a sword left such a mark.Â
joshua quickly opened the handy tap he had in his chamber and didnât bother to pour it into bowl.Â
he bent water straight from the tap, focusing deeply. trying to connect with his inner peace and energy but his rapid heartbeat seemed to disturb him too much.
âfocus, jisooâ he grunted to himself, slender fingers shaking ây/n, talk to me. you need to stay consciousâÂ
âwonât talking take my oxygen that i desperately needââ you started.
âyeah, youâre right. be quietâ he scoffed, trying to light up the mood. then he moved his hands slowly from the beginning to your wound to the end of it. very slowly, surely. still like water, his palms flat but fingers directing the stream of liquid. you groaned, curling your back.Â
it wasnât the first time joshua was patching you up but it definitely was the first time he knew itâs dead serious⊠and seeing you in such pain.Â
another thing was that at the back of his mind there was a sprouting thought that he wonât be able to close the wound completely. not with his heart all over the place.Â
joshua took a deep breath, focusing on the element flowing through his body. not on you⊠in pain⊠bleeding out on his bedâŠÂ
ââm sorryâÂ
at first, he didnât hear it. only when he heard a sob, he realized that itâs you.Â
âhey, no. donât apologize, thatâs an order. itâs a deep wound, i know it hurts but im trying my best and weâll talk it out later.Â
inch by inch, millimetre by millimetre, thanks to his healing abilities your skin started clasping the wound. he wasnât sure which technique to use â layer by layer or pieces at once but the crimson liquid pouring out of your pale back made him chose the first one. which will lead to leaving a scar.Â
joshua began to feel worn out, despite all the hours of training that prepared him for such situations. but he knew that if he stopped now, you could die.Â
âshuâŠâ you mumbled, shaking like a leaf. your voice was quiet, weak. he felt time slipping through his fingers.Â
brows knitting, sweat dripping down his temple, joshua shook his head. despite strength leaving him, he promised himself to restore as much as possible.Â
you looked through your arm, pearly tears shimmering in the moonlight. joshuaâs heart ached, as if someone put a needle right through it.
âi know, iâm sorry but i beg, a few more minutesâŠâ he croaked, feeling lightheaded.Â
âyouâre exhausting yourself, stop itâ a whisper escaped your lips âshu, pleaseâÂ
âno, you need to liveâ he grunted. you frowned and tried to sit up, causing him to gasp âare you insane?â
âgive me the bandage and go call the medics. i donât want you to pass outâ you ordered, reaching for his hand.Â
joshua put the last ounces of water and energy into your body, leaning to close the tap. then, he dug in one of his drawers.
you were still bleeding but far less than when you barged in. he handed you the material and wiped the tears, sweat and blood off your face.Â
âiâve got this now. go get some help, pleaseâ you sent him a weak smile.Â
joshua cursed mentally and left quickly. you were probably right.
once he was back with jun, jihoon and seokmin, they took care of you. the oldest one gave you some herbs that would put you to sleep as they worked on your wound. joshua insisted that it all took place inside his chamber.Â
they were done around 3am, leaving you two alone. the prince managed to get rid of the blood stained duvet and covered you in a blanket that was on his couch.Â
them, he laid down next to you. the moonlight shone on your pale face, parted lips making an escape for soft snores. your chest was rising up and down a lot more calmly, joshua could feel your energy being more vivid that before. it was stable now, like a steam of water in the woods rather than dried out lake.Â
âyou always have to cause some trouble, huh?â he scoffed and reached his hand out, caressing your cheek gently. even in deep slumber after getting hurt you were so beautiful.Â
he noticed your brows furrowing and fingers twitching. your breathing sped up, yet you remained asleep. joshua observed you cautiously.
âno⊠donât⊠donât kill himâ you mumbled, shifting in your sleep. his eyes widened, realizing youâre having a nightmare âanyone but⊠but my shuâ
joshuaâs heart melted on spot, pleasant warmth flooding his insides.
âyou canât even get a rest, can you?â he huffed and shuffled closer, guiding your head onto his chest. you instantly nuzzled closer, arms instinctively wrapping around his body.Â
with an uneasy mind, he caressed your hair. your breathing calmed down so he wondered if the nightmare went away.Â
joshua stuck his gaze into the open window, unable to relax. stars barely shone on the navy horizon, covered by clouds. it seemed like the sky couldnât sleep either.Â
upon stirring awake you instantly knew (even without opening your eyes) that youâre in joshuaâs bed. it was much more softer than your bed but above all, it had the comfort. you felt warm and secure; cozy in his hold. joshua had his arm wrapped around you, fingers tracing shapes on your skin.Â
peeking an eye open you noticed heâs holding a book with his other hand, eyes tracking the text.Â
you wanted to stay like this forever.Â
then, a stinging pain ran through your back and you trembled, causing him to shift his worried gaze at you. he gasped softly.Â
âyouâre awakeâ joshua hummed and leaned closer, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.Â
you melted because of the gesture, nuzzling further into his neck.Â
âhow do you feel?â he asked, worry in his voice.Â
âbetter, much better. thank you, shu. i apologize for the mess i madeâ you mumbled, resting his palm on his chest. he put his hand over it, caressing your skin.Â
joshua missed this so much. he missed you.Â
silence was hanging between you two, an unspoken question of âwhat happened?â hanging above your head.Â
âmay i see wound?â he asked suddenly. you nodded, your hair tickling his skin.Â
he helped you sit straight and handed you one of his sleeping cloth to cover the front of your body.Â
joshua gently moved your hair from your back, his fingertips ghosting over your skin. goosebumps covered your arms.
âyou know⊠you always say iâm so beautifulâ you started quietly. joshua hummed in acknowledgment to let you know that heâs listening. then, he shuffled something closer and put it on the bed âbut iâm not. iâm so ugly, joshua. my soul is uglyâ
âthat is not true, y/nâ he protested sternly as his delicate fingers worked on removing the bandage. his touches were soft, almost as if he was afraid to touch you.
âiâm a soldier, shu. i hurt people. and yesterday⊠there was a spy. he sneaked up on me, threatened to kill you. and that triggered me i just⊠couldnât bare that thought. and i saw red⊠he used my distraction and tripped me, slicing in the backâ you stuttered, throat going dry âiâm a failure. i almost let him escape, your life was at risk and i couldnât control my emotionsâŠâ
his movement halted for a while, the quietness od the room making your soft pants sound much more louder than youâd like to.Â
âyou are not a failure. you had led our army to victory, several timesâ joshua resumed and you felt the calming stream of water. then, you felt a soothing sensation spreading over your wound.Â
joshua was bending to recover your wound, or at least make it heal quicker and more effectively.Â
âyeah but⊠iâm a bad personâ you mumbled, playing with your fingers.Â
he stopped bending and put a new bandage over your wound, it still not being clasped fully. Â
joshua patted your arm and you put his shirt on, turning around.Â
âyou know why i always say youâre so beautiful?â joshua asked and once you faced him, he grabbed your chin gently âobviously i mean your looks too but above all, i treasure your soul. youâre such a pure, dedicated humanâ
you swallowed, his soft features warming your heart.Â
âthis situation must have made you feel upset and not worthy but youâre so appreciated. my your subordinates, friends⊠by me. as much as i admire your readiness to sacrifice for me but please, i beg, donât do it next timeâ joshua hummed, his thumb moving in soothing manner âiâd rather die myself than live without youâ
âdonât say thatâ you scoffed, shaking your head gently âour country needs a leaderâ
âand i need youâ joshua replied, moving his hands to cup your face âplease, y/n. youâre so precious to me⊠soââ
âif you say beautiful iâll smack youâ you let out a laugh and he couldnât help but share a smile.Â
âbut itâs trueâ he grinned and closed the gap between you two, lips crashing on yours. you shared a passionate kiss, a one that lovers after reunion share.Â
but truth be told, you were like all those lovers in old tales.Â
and maybe this time, thereâs going to be a flawless ending: making it official.
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