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The Boy on the Bike

Pairing: None

Genre: Angst, Thriller(?), Mystery

Warning: not edited, Mentions of taemin being missing, talk of being watched, kidnapping, lots of crying

Synopsis: Years after Taemin is declared missing, an documentary crew reach out to you. You retell the event and the days leading up to it as Taemin's childhood best friend.

Note: This came to me after Taemin's Guilty trailer was released and from Twitter (X) theories. Please don't read if reading anything in this will upset you/ heed the warnings I've put. I have an more upbeat/fluffy alternative version that is still based off of Taemin's Guilty teaser photos (it's linked below)

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"I met Taemin 2 weeks after I moved into my grandparent's home. He was my neighbor and first friend" You told the interviewer. "You could always see him riding his bike around the neighborhood" You smiled sadly as you thought back to those times.

"How was it like being friends with Taemin?" the interviewer asked you.

"He was caring, smart, and so much fun. You'd never find another friend like him in your life. Despite our guardians forcing us to hang out, Taemin introduced me to his friends, took me around town and made me feel included."

The reporter smiled at your answer. "Could you tell me about the day Taemin went missing?" She asked. You nodded as you took a deep breath.

"The days leading up to it, he had been complaining about the feeling of being watched"

"Y/N!" Taemin whispered yelled as he threw rocks at your window. It was early in the morning so he was being careful as to not disturb the neighbors.

You opened your window and peeked your head out. "Taemin? Aren't you supposed to be getting ready for your routes?" You asked with confusion.

"Come with me."

"What?"

"Come with me. I just don't want to do them alone."

You nodded before closing your window again. This isn't the first time you've done the male's newspaper route with him but it was odd of him to ask like this. You wrote a note letting your grandparents know that you had left with Taemin before walking outside.

"So...Is there a reason why you want a buddy?" You asked Taemin as you grabbed your bike.

He seemed to contemplate before shaking his head. "You wouldn't believe me" Taemin said. The two of you setting off on your bikes.

"Not True!" you argued back looking at the male.

"I keep having this feeling that someone is watching me and my every move" he finally spoke after a long pause.

"What! How long?" Your bike staggers from the shock at his statement. Taemin just shrugs in response.

"I went with Taemin on his routes for about a month until I got sick" You say. Tears welled up in your eyes as you thought about that day. "Could I have a moment, please?" You ask the interviewer and their crew. She nods and motions for the cameramen to stop recording.

"Take your time," the woman tells you, rubbing your arm in attempt to bring you some comfort. While you had worked through the guilt with your therapist, you couldn't help but wonder if Taemin would still be here if you had gone with him.

Taemin pushed you back into your grandparent's house and to your room. You make sounds of protest "I could still go on your routes with you!" you whisper yell at the male.

"No, you lay down and get some rest" Taemin replies as he tucks you into your bed. "I'll come see you when I'm finished with my route, okay?" he tells you as he caresses the side of your face. "Feel better" the male says as he leaves the room.

You were surprisingly woken up by your grandmother frantically opening your room door. She has tears streaming down her face as she embraces you. "You're safe. Thank god, you're safe" she says.

"What's wrong, grandma?" you ask, confused by her actions.

"Taemin's missing. He hasn't returned from his routes yet and they found his bike on the side alone." Your grandma explains to you. "Since you've been going with him, I was worried about you too" she continues as you get up from your bed. You hurry to put socks and shoes on at the news.

"That morning was the last time I saw Taemin. We spent months looking for him after the discovery of his bike but with no luck. The police still have no clue about what exactly happened to Taemin."

"And you have reason to believe that it's whoever was watching Taemin around that time?" the reporter asks with a curious look. You nod, explaining that the only clue you have to the male's disappearance. "Is there anything you want to say if Taemin is out there or to his kidnapper?" the woman asks at the end of your interview.

"If you know anything about what happened to Lee Taemin, please just tell us what happened. Bring his family and friends some closure; it's the least we deserve after all these years. And Taemin, if you're still out there. Come back home, your parents are waiting for you and we all miss you. I would love to have my best friend again" You say looking into the camera for the first time since you sat down. You had tears in your eyes again with a few spilling over your waterline to your cheeks.

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TAEMIN 🍎🖤🤍 WAVES Magazine (Dec 2023)

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Fanfic: "He ran his fingers through your hair"

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Videogames and Chill?

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Genre: Slice of life, love story

Pairing: Lee Taemin (SHINee) x Original Female POC Character

Warnings: Mature content, Sexual content 🔞

———— Pausing for a moment, he whispered in a husky voice, his breath warm against her, making her tremble, "Christina, are you a virgin?" ————

In Taemin's room, a cozy haven for the two of them, Taemin and Christina find themselves engrossed in a shared hobby - video games. The room is dimly lit, with the soft glow of the TV illuminating their faces. Christina, having honed her gaming skills, lies on her stomach, her eyes fixed on the screen as her character fearlessly battles an Oark.

As Christina's fingers expertly maneuver the controller, Taemin positions himself against the wall, his gaze anchored on her every move. With unwavering focus, he observes her gameplay, appreciating the strategy and precision she brings to each action. Taemin can't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for Christina's quick thinking and the smart tricks she employs to gain the upper hand.

The room is filled with a sense of camaraderie as Taemin becomes Christina's trusted ally, offering valuable advice and tips to enhance her battle tactics. He eagerly shares his knowledge, pointing out hidden secrets and potential strategies that she can employ to overcome challenges. With each successful maneuver she executes, Taemin's excitement grows, as does his admiration for her gaming prowess.

Every now and then, Taemin can't help but be amazed by Christina's natural talent. Her keen reflexes and intuitive decision-making leave him in awe. He finds himself in a constant state of awe, marveling at her ability to navigate the digital world with such finesse.

As the game progresses, Taemin's encouragement becomes more animated. He cheers her on, praising her for her remarkable skills and applauding her for outsmarting the game's challenges. Taemin's words of support are a constant source of motivation for Christina, fueling her determination to conquer the virtual realm.

In between battles, the atmosphere in the room becomes relaxed and comfortable. Taemin and Christina engage in lighthearted banter, sharing their thoughts and experiences from the game. Taemin listens attentively to Christina's insights, appreciating her unique perspective and the fresh ideas she brings to their gaming sessions.

Taemin's admiration for Christina extends beyond her gaming abilities. He finds himself captivated by her presence, her infectious enthusiasm, and the way she effortlessly immerses herself in the virtual world. The more time they spend together in Taemin's room, the deeper their connection grows.

As they continue their gaming adventure, Taemin can't help but feel a growing sense of closeness to Christina. Their shared passion for video games creates a bond that transcends the digital realm. In these moments, as they laugh and strategize together, Taemin realizes just how lucky he is to have Christina by his side.

He is filled with surprise and pride when he sees Christina play the game and advance so well. His smile is big with pride and joy until his gaze wanders to Christina’s backside, and a wave of unfamiliar desire washes over him. His mind becomes clouded with a mix of emotions, as he finds himself captivated by the curves and contours of her body. A sense of longing starts to well up inside him, creating a tension that he struggles to ignore. These new feelings both confuse and excite him, stirring a growing heat within his core.

As Taemin spent more and more time in her presence, he began to notice something he had never fully appreciated before – the beauty of her backside. Their friendship and the process of building their relationship had always been his focus, and he had always seen her as sweet, bubbly, occasionally annoying, and headstrong. But now, as he gazed at her, he couldn't help but be captivated by how cute and pretty she was, especially from behind.

He couldn't believe he had never truly noticed it before, but her backside was undeniably alluring. The contours of her hips and the shape of her buttcheeks were so enticing, accentuated perfectly by the snugness of her pajama shorts. Without even realizing it, he found himself unconsciously licking his lips, a clear sign of the desire that was starting to stir within him.

The more he looked at her, the more he wanted to trace the curves of her body, to explore the roundness and juiciness that had suddenly become so apparent to him. The temptation was overwhelming, and he couldn't help but imagine how she would feel under his touch.

But Taemin quickly reminded himself of the importance of their friendship and the connection they had built. He knew that their relationship was more than just physical attraction. She was so much more than just a pretty face and a captivating backside. She was his confidante, his partner in crime, and someone he deeply cared about.

The room was filled with an undeniable tension as Taemin watched Christina play her game. The sight of her focused and determined face, coupled with the way she skillfully maneuvered the controller, ignited a fire within him. Taemin's body responded to the growing desire, causing him to feel an intense heat that he couldn't ignore. With the covers pulled over his growing crotch, he couldn't resist the urge to discreetly let his hand slip under the hem of his boxers.

As Christina triumphantly finished a battle, her excitement radiated through the room. Oblivious to Taemin's hidden desires, she wiggled her behind happily, her movements enticing him further. Taemin's self-control began to waver as he reached out, his hand trembling, to touch Christina's leg. He pretended to softly encourage her in her virtual quest, all the while his true intentions were hidden beneath the facade.

With each stroke of his hand on her leg, Taemin felt a surge of electricity coursing through his body. His caresses became bolder and more daring as he ventured higher, exploring the smooth skin of Christina's thigh. The heat between them intensified, and Taemin couldn't help but search for her eyes, desperate for a sign of approval.

When Christina looked back over her shoulder, their eyes met, and the connection between them was palpable. Taemin could see the unmistakable arousal in her gaze, mirrored by the blush on her cheeks. Encouraged by her response, he dared to go further, his hand gently caressing Christina's voluptuous bottom. He traced the contours of her curves, reveling in the softness and allure that had captivated him.

Squeezing and massaging her bottom, Taemin relished in the intimate touch, feeling the tension between them grow with each passing moment. Christina lost in her own growing arousal, let her head drop forward onto the pillow, releasing a deep sigh of pleasure. Her movements became more instinctual, unconsciously lifting her butt to give Taemin more access.

Driven by his desire and encouraged by her response, Taemin's thumb found its way to the outline of Christina's pajama shorts, teasingly touching her clothed opening. He could feel the heat radiating from her growing arousal, as well as the dampness that had soaked into her shorts. Christina let out a low moan and a deep sigh, her body eagerly responding to his touch.

Amid their secret encounter, Christina clutched the pillow tightly and bit her lower lip, trying to stifle her moans of pleasure. She whispered Taemin's name, a plea mixed with desire and a hint of hesitation. "Taemin... please, we can't... Our parents... your mom, my dad," she breathed, reminding him of the facade they had to maintain for their families.

Taemin knew exactly what she meant. The charade they had been playing, pretending to get along on a surface level, couldn't hide the truth. They had fallen in love long ago before they even knew their parents would find love again. From the moment he saw her at the flower shop, they were destined to be together. Now, as their bond deepened, Taemin couldn't pretend anymore. The heat clouded his judgment, and he reassured her, "Shhh... They won't know."

At that moment, Christina's defenses crumbled, and she slumped forward, giving in to her desires. Taemin's thumb slid past the hem of her pajama bottoms, touching her outer lips which were already slick with anticipation. "Just say yes, Christina," Taemin whispered, his voice carrying both soothing reassurance and a promise of relief.

With a heavy sigh, Christina answered him, her voice filled with longing and surrender. "Yes." Taemin felt a wave of relief wash over him. Finally, he could unleash the pent-up passion he had been harboring for her. Their connection deepened as he pulled her closer, her knees hooked behind his shoulders, bringing her intimate center tantalizingly close to his eager lips.

The scent of her arousal filled his senses as he took in every detail. His hot breath felt cool against Christina's heated, wet, clothed entrance. With one hand still caressing her bottom, his other hand ventured into her shorts, teasing her outer lips as he searched for her throbbing and oh-so-willing clit. The fabric of her shorts grew damp with her desire, and Christina felt like she was on the verge of losing herself in the anticipation.

A whimper of relief escaped Christina's lips as Taemin's thumb finally entered her, eliciting waves of pleasure that surged through her body. Her back arched, and she gripped the sheets tightly, unable to contain the intense sensations that consumed her. Taemin's touch was both gentle and commanding, expertly exploring every inch of her innermost desires.

Lost in the overwhelming pleasure, Christina surrendered herself completely. Her body quivered under Taemin's skilled ministrations, craving more with each movement. The intensity of their connection grew stronger as he skillfully manipulated her with his tongue, drawing out moans of pleasure that escaped her lips uncontrollably.

The heightened sensitivity of Christina's desires sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body, building up to an unbearable crescendo. Taemin reveled in the sight and sensation of making her feel incredible pleasure. As he positioned himself beneath her, his tongue pressed against her swollen clit, causing a jolted but muted moan to escape Christina's lips.

She bit down hard on the pillow, trying to muffle her sounds of pleasure, which only fueled Taemin's excitement further. With each gentle lick and flick of his tongue, he explored every inch of her most intimate area, savoring the taste and texture of her essence. The combination of her wetness, sensitivity, and the intoxicating sounds she made ignited a fire within Taemin.

His hands, firm yet gentle, spread her open, granting him unrestricted access to her most sacred place. With each teasing stroke of his tongue, he unraveled new depths of pleasure, bringing Christina closer to the edge of bliss. Her body trembled under his skilled ministrations, her hips instinctively moving in harmony with the rhythm he set.

In their passionate encounter, a fleeting thought crossed Taemin's mind. He couldn't help but wonder about Christina's level of experience, her intense reactions fueling his curiosity. Pausing for a moment, he whispered in a husky voice, his breath warm against her trembling entrance, "Christina, are you a virgin?"

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Happy Birthday Mr Sunshine 🌞🥰💕🐰

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Yule Practices

Yule is about celebrating the Sun’s long journey back towards the Earth. During the time leading up to Yule, it’s a good idea to do some deep cleaning and de-cluttering, followed by a cleansing ritual so you have a fresh space to celebrate.

Before Yule - A time for preparation

Knit or sew new clothes

Prepare for winter

Store food and herbs for winter use

Take in potted plants and harvest the last of your herbs

Arts & Crafts

Make stove top potpourri

Make witch balls and hang them around your home or on a tree

Make a wreath using herbs that correspond with your intent (peace, happiness, prosperity, etc)

Use birch branches to craft a besom

Cleaning & Cleansing

As you do any cleaning, visualize removing all of the negative energy from your life

Clean your bathroom – scrub toilets, wipe down counters, clean out the bathtub

Clean your mirrors

Clean your windows

Finish all your cleaning with a good smoke cleanse using sage, sweetgrass, pine needles or mistletoe, along with your other favorite herbs. Start at the front door and move the incense around the doors and windows of every room, following the lines of the walls.

Get rid of all the extra clutter in your house

Replace your home’s air filter

Sprinkle carpets and rugs with baking soda and vacuum, making sure you move all your furniture to get underneath. Vacuum walls, baseboards, ceiling fans and all the other hard-to-reach places

Use a broom to sweep up dirt

Cooking

Bake and cook with family and friends, blessing the food with intent of prosperity and happiness

Brew cider infused with herbs and fruit that correspond with prosperity and happiness

Cook a feast of wintery foods

Decorating

Add comfy white pillows filled with herbs to your sofa for a sacred space to meditate

Decorate your tree and bless all of your ornaments

Hang golden suns around your house to welcome back the sun

Hang mistletoe for love and protection

Hang a sprig of holly in the house for good luck and safety

Leave out birdseed ornaments

Light lots of candles to symbolize bringing light back into your life

Spell-casting & Divination

Cast spells for peace, introspection, wishes and new beginnings.

Do a winter solstice tarot spread for yourself

Cast spells for light, purification, renewal and rebirth

Divination centered around messages and omens

Other Activities

Burn a Yule log in honor of the sun, and toss in a sprig of holly to burn away the troubles of the past year. note: use only a small amount of holly if burning indoors, as the fumes are toxic

Give gifts

Go carolling

Make holly water by soaking the leaves overnight in spring water under the full moon

Play in the snow and collect some to use in spells

Take a walk under the full moon and record any important thoughts or visions you receive

Tie up any loose ends in your life

Volunteer in your community or donate old belongings

Write about your reflections of the past year and what your goals are that you’d like to achieve by the end of the coming year. Bless the page with motivation and love.

After Yule - A time for resting

Do not make new plans

Sleep as much as possible

Take care of your body

Take hot baths and moisturize your skin

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Yule Practices

Before Yule - A time for preparation

Knit or sew new clothes

Prepare for winter

Store food and herbs for winter use

Take in potted plants and harvest the last of your herbs

Arts & Crafts

Make stove top potpourri

Make witch balls and hang them around your home or on a tree

Make a wreath using herbs that correspond with your intent (peace, happiness, prosperity, etc)

Use birch branches to craft a besom

Cleaning & Cleansing

As you do any cleaning, visualize removing all of the negative energy from your life

Clean your bathroom – scrub toilets, wipe down counters, clean out the bathtub

Clean your mirrors

Clean your windows

Get rid of all the extra clutter in your house

Replace your home’s air filter

Sprinkle carpets and rugs with baking soda and vacuum, making sure you move all your furniture to get underneath. Vacuum walls, baseboards, ceiling fans and all the other hard-to-reach places

Use a broom to sweep up dirt

Cooking

Bake and cook with family and friends, blessing the food with intent of prosperity and happiness

Brew cider infused with herbs and fruit that correspond with prosperity and happiness

Cook a feast of wintery foods

Decorating

Add comfy white pillows filled with herbs to your sofa for a sacred space to meditate

Decorate your tree and bless all of your ornaments

Hang golden suns around your house to welcome back the sun

Hang mistletoe for love and protection

Hang a sprig of holly in the house for good luck and safety

Leave out birdseed ornaments

Light lots of candles to symbolize bringing light back into your life

Spell-casting & Divination

Cast spells for peace, introspection, wishes and new beginnings.

Do a winter solstice tarot spread for yourself

Cast spells for light, purification, renewal and rebirth

Divination centered around messages and omens

Other Activities

Burn a Yule log in honor of the sun, and toss in a sprig of holly to burn away the troubles of the past year. note: use only a small amount of holly if burning indoors, as the fumes are toxic

Give gifts

Go carolling

Make holly water by soaking the leaves overnight in spring water under the full moon

Play in the snow and collect some to use in spells

Take a walk under the full moon and record any important thoughts or visions you receive

Tie up any loose ends in your life

Volunteer in your community or donate old belongings

Write about your reflections of the past year and what your goals are that you’d like to achieve by the end of the coming year. Bless the page with motivation and love.

After Yule - A time for resting

Do not make new plans

Sleep as much as possible

Take care of your body

Take hot baths and moisturize your skin

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Dear black readers,

Don’t be afraid to write that fanfic . Regardless of the film, celebrity, book, show, character, sexuality, genre, or whether you think it's good or not write it! There isn't nearly enough fan fiction for us to appreciate or relate to as it is. We’re just as important as any other reader and if the fandom claims that the character would never be interested in a black person, and?! How the hell they know? There's a reason it’s called fan fiction... Don't be ashamed to write it because you fear nobody will read it, they will. It's important, in my opinion, that black readers be able to visualize themselves in the book. So write the story! 🫶🏾

- Ary 💜

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Uhmm help

TAEMIN | Criminal ✦ Metamorph

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Chapter 7 is here!

Enchantia: Chapter 7 | Rebuilding Bridges. Taemin and Christina clash harshly. Their growing bond fractured, but is it entirely broken?

>>> Chapter 7 link to entire story <<< 🔞

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Yule’s Embrace: A magical Christmas Encounter. 🪵 🔥 🌲

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Genre: Fantasy, Fluff, Magic, Witches

Season: Yule/Christmas

Pairing: Jinki (Onew SHINee) x OBFC

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Cemi soared through the chilled air on her broomstick, feeling the sharp bite of winter nip at her exposed skin. The cold teased her ankles and nipped at the tip of her nose, a stark contrast to the warmth she sought within herself.

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Chapter 2: The Unexpected Invitation

The world awakened under a blanket of fresh snow, the landscape embracing a serene calmness under the crisp wintry sky. Colors appeared muted, as if the snow had washed away the vibrancy of the world, leaving behind a canvas of quietude.

Arriving at the spot where the tree once stood, she found it conspicuously absent, replaced by a gift basket adorned with an invitation. The sight fueled her fury—how could the man defy her warnings after their heated confrontation?

Resolute in her anger, Cemi stormed to Jinki's house, her presence announced by thunderous claps and billowing smoke that snaked through the crevices of the door. She pounded on the sturdy wood, prepared to unleash her wrath upon him.

Yet, when Jinki opened the door, his warm smile disarmed her hostility. Her gaze shifted to the small table set for them both, and her eyebrow arched in suspicion. Her eyes fell upon the festively decorated tree in the corner of the room, and she prepared to voice her disapproval.

"I didn't remove the tree's roots," Jinki spoke calmly, stepping aside to reveal the potted tree nestled in the soil. "It remains connected to the earth, a bond between child and mother, symbolizing life and the nurturing embrace of Mother Earth."

His explanation softened the edges of Cemi's hostility, though traces of wariness remained. Jinki's genuine intentions shone through as he explained his longing for a cozy holiday, an attempt to recreate the warmth of family traditions lost to tragedy.

Curiosity mingled with sympathy as Cemi asked about Jinki's family. His face clouded with sadness as he shared the heart-wrenching tale of their passing, victims of a devastating famine that swept through the lands.

In that moment, the frostiness in Cemi's demeanor began to thaw. His invitation to join him for a small feast, with sweetened bread and hot chocolate milk to fend off the cold, carried a warmth that touched her heart. Despite her reservations, she sensed no ill intent in the man, only masked loneliness behind his bright smile.

Reluctantly, Cemi accepted his invitation, drawn by the genuine camaraderie she felt budding between them. As the evening unfolded, they shared stories of folklore and traditions, embracing the beauty of their differences while finding common ground.

In the glow of the hearth, amidst the humble feast, Jinki and Cemi discovered an unexpected kinship, bridging the gap between their contrasting worlds, sharing warmth and understanding amidst the wintry chill.

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.:~She Loves Me Not~:.

Suddenly reminding her how soft his skin felt under her touch. How goosebumps formed all over his arms when her lips traced his sensitive spot on his exposed neck.

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“So…you’re his girlfriend?” Kibum asked in a curious and observant tone.

“No I’m not his girlfriend” she spoke with calmness as she watched Taemin laughing and jollying with his friends. His smile bright and clear, his laughter sincere and full of joy. His eyes looked so different when they were not half-closed, darkened and clouded with lust.

“Why, don’t you wanna be his girlfriend?”

“It’s not that I don’t want to be his girlfriend”

Her eyes fixated on his face, tracing, watching intently. Eyes wandering down his neck to his broad shoulders and chiseled biceps. His skin glowing with a thin sheen of sweat.

Suddenly reminding her how soft his skin felt under her touch. How goosebumps formed all over his arms when her lips traced his sensitive spot on his exposed neck.

“I just don’t want to be anyone else’s something”

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Yule’s Embrace: A Magical Christmas Encounter 🪵 🔥

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Word count: 421

Genre: Fantasy Fluff

Pairing: Lee Jinki (Onew) x OC Black Female

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Amidst the wintry woods, a clash of traditions sparks an unexpected bond between a spirited witch, Cemi, and the warm-hearted Lee Jinki.

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Chapter 1: Clash in the Winter Woods

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Jinki Lee moved through the woods, his steps leaving imprints in the pristine snow. His shoulder-length hair, a dark contrast against the winter backdrop, occasionally caught glimmers of sunlight that danced in the frozen air. He carried himself with a sense of purpose, the nostalgia for familiar traditions etched on his face, unaware of the tempest about to descend upon him in the form of Cemi.

With the determined intent to cut down a small Christmas tree, Jinki raised his axe. The silence was shattered as Cemi emerged from the swirling snowflakes, her presence commanding and fierce. Her eyes blazed with an intensity matched only by the fury in her voice.

"What madness is this?" Her words sliced through the tranquil atmosphere.

Startled, Jinki faltered in his explanation. "I... I just wanted a tree for Christmas. It's a tradition I've always followed."

Cemi's frustration surged, her anger uncontainable. "Tradition? Christmas? You desecrate these woods for your self-centered revelry!"

Jinki attempted to reason, but Cemi's ire refused to subside. "I understand your reverence for Yule, but Christmas holds deep sentimental value for me."

Cemi's eyes flashed with unbridled fury. "Sentiment does not justify the ravaging of nature! This tree, in its tender years, harbors the promise of life, and you would extinguish it for your own ease!"

Their debate escalated, words becoming heated in the icy air. Jinki's explanations fell on deaf ears as Cemi's frustration only intensified, her anger crackling like the frost around them.

"If harm befalls this tree upon my return, I shall cast a curse upon you!" Her voice, a thunderous declaration, reverberated through the woods.

With a whirl of her robes and a resounding boom of thunder, Cemi vanished into the snow, leaving Jinki standing amidst the solemn stillness, a mix of shock and determination etched upon his visage.

Determined to honor his cherished tradition without harm, Jinki braced himself against the biting cold, his thoughts consumed by the challenge that lay ahead amidst the silent embrace of the wintry woods.

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>>> Chapter two

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Uhmm….. yes to all of this please…. And maybe a part two??? 🫠

Hell-tel 6;; KKB

Word Count;; 1.3k

Genre;; Fluff, Humour(ish), F2Ls

Pairing;; Kibum x Reader

Summary;;

Your cross-country vacation has come to a grinding halt after an engine malfunction stranded you in the middle of literally nowhere. After spending a few nights in a -1 star motel, you and your best friend, Kibum, are going stir-crazy. All is fair in love and war, and you won’t go down without a fight, not when the most precious commodity is at stake: the frumpy bed and its hard mattress.

Warnings;;

Brief alcohol consumption (literally a sip of beer), playful banter, some flirtatious remarks, slightly suggestive content

Notes;;

Written for @kikisfuneralservice for the @superm-net fic exchange event! [DUDE I AM SO SORRY!! I didn’t realise this was due at the end of June. I thought I still had time. Totally spaced it. But I hope you enjoy it, and I’m glad you’re out here making content for SHINee, you’re a rockstar!!]

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"It's Saturday night," Kibum groaned, plopping down on the couch beside you. "You're gonna spend the weekend holed up in this tiny motel room?"

"It only feels tiny because it's made for one person, not two."

He rolled his eyes. "Just because it has one bed doesn't mean it's made for one person. Ever heard of couples before?"

You didn't reply, choosing to instead kick your feet up on the coffee table. It shivered and creaked under your weight. Much like everything else inside the room it was on its last leg. In fact, most of the basic necessities were on the fritz. The refrigerator left your drinks warmer than they had been when you put them in, black spots plagued the television screen, and the showerhead pelted you with ice-cold water.

Then there was the air conditioner. Instead of a fresh breeze it pushed out stale air that clung to your clothes, leaving the stench of wet dog in its wake. No matter how much of Kibum's cologne you spritzed throughout the cramped quarters, mildew hung in the air. You'd given up by the second night.

"This might actually be hell," you whined.

"It's not that bad." Kibum's arm slinked around the back of the couch. The tips of his fingers brushed against your shoulders. "At least we're suffering together."

"Looks like someone forgot who's on the couch tonight."

His head lolled back as he groaned, hitting the couch’s stiff headrest with an audible thump. "We're in hell."

After an eternity of the couch trying to swallow you whole, you stretched your arms with a little yawn. Straightening your posture took great effort but you rose to your feet while using Kibum for balance. Tension riddled his shoulder, the muscles taut and tight. Your lips pulled down into a frown. Digging your thumb into the largest knot, you grappled with it, squeezing it between your fingers. Kibum swatted you away with an indignant huff.

“You’re worse than the springs stabbing me in the back.”

“You need a massage.”

“Not from you, not with those hands.”

He chuckled mirthlessly, shaking his head. Throwing your hands up in surrender, you mumbled out a ‘fine’. Once you were back in the big city you would schedule a spa day for the two of you… not that a single session could fix the damage this hell-tel had caused. You would need a vacation from your vacation at this rate. Somewhere free from cars and their woes, perhaps with a king-sized bed, and functioning amenities (would that be too much to ask?). At the very least it should have a working fridge, or an ice machine, or even a convenience store nearby with either a working fridge or ice machine.

Snapping your fingers as you remembered why you had gotten up in the first place, you crossed the room. It didn’t take much – once you sidled past the table, a single step brought you to the mini fridge. The cooling component inside grumbled to life, mocking you and your desires. Taking it a step further, it didn’t budge as you tried to pry the dented door open. Just typical. Gritting your teeth, you put your whole back into it. It shook and rumbled within your sweaty palms but remained sealed.

“Just open already,” you growled, kicking the machine.

“Did you unlock it?”

“It doesn’t have a lock.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Yes, I’m… sure?” Giving the metal box a once-over, a wave of confusion swept over you. Near the bottom on the left side was a glimmering latch. “Huh. That’s new.”

“They installed it yesterday.”

“Really?” you asked, snapping around to face Kibum. Incredulity morphed into irritation once you caught sight of his smirk. “Ha-ha, funny. So glad you can find a way to prank me even here. You’re so clever.”

“Thank you,” he said, unable to hide his triumphant glee. “And you’re pretty cute when you get all worked up like that.”

Warmth tinged your ears. You gave him a dismissive wave before directing your attention back to your initial task. When you unlatched the fridge with a huff, it responded with an obnoxious hum that rolled out into the room. It was bare aside from a six pack of beer and a couple bottles of water. The air inside was warmer than the room’s ambient temperature, and the two cans you grabbed weren’t much cooler. You tossed one to Kibum. Froth spilled out as you flipped the tab. It poured onto the floor, earning you a disapproving look from your temporary roommate. Even so he followed suit. Leaning forward, he cracked it open and soon after the carpet soaked up the suds.

“Now we have to leave a bigger tip for the housekeeper.”

“As if they even have one,” you said with a shudder, looking down at the old stains that littered the carpet. “Anyway, let’s toast! Here's hoping the part arrives tomorrow!"

You raised the can to clink against his. Liquid sloshed against metal as your beers bounced against one another. Bringing the drink to your lips, you took a swig. Your regret was immediate. Warm, flat beer rushed down your throat and you choked. Bitter alcohol stung your nose and burned your throat. Kibum’s eyes widened at your outburst but it was too late, the drink was already slipping past his lips. Throwing his head forward, he unceremoniously spat it back into the can.

Shadows crossed his flawless skin as he glowered at you. "Even if the car isn't fixed tomorrow, I'm out of here. I'll walk if I have to. I never want to see this town again."

Clearing your throat of the vile drink, you scratched your head. "Still want to go out?"

"And drink more of that?” He sighed, discarding the drink on the table. "Let's just go to bed. We have to be well rested so we can count chickens or whatever else they consider entertainment around here."

"The baby chicks were kind of cute though," you said as you walked to the sink, emptying the beer down the drain. Even over the strained glugging of the pipes you heard Kibum scoff. "What? They were!"

"I'm taking the bed tonight."

Dropping the can, you tripped over your feet in your haste to accost him. “Like hell you are!”

He pushed the coffee table into your direct path before you could scramble to the bedroom to stake your claim. Standing with poise and grace, he brushed away not-so-imaginary dust while looking you up and down. There was a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he walked around the table. Now opposite you, he tutted.

“I’m not spending another night on that couch”—you opened your mouth in protest but he pressed a finger to your lips—“but since it’s your turn for the bed, I’m willing to share it with you.”

“Share?” you whined before shoving the table back against the couch. He nodded. “Fine. We can share. Since it’s the last night.”

“Good. It’s about time we slept together, anyway.”

Warmth rushed throughout your veins. You spluttered, looking anywhere but directly at him, until you heard his breathless chuckling. Another of his little jokes. The embarrassment fell from your face, replaced with an exhausted frown. Your gaze looped around from his feet to his million-dollar smile. Immaculate despite the environment, his silky hair framing gleaming eyes.

“Just where did your mind go, huh?”

“Are you going to bed or…?”

“I’m worried that I might not get any sleep,” he teased, stepping into your space. With him came the scent of mint. “Are you going to pounce me in the middle of the night?”

Giving his chest a light nudge, you rolled your eyes in an attempt to dispel the heat blossoming across your cheeks. “As if. Stop playing around.”

“Alright, alright, but”—using the side of his crooked finger, he lifted your chin, the intensity of his stare sending shivers down your spine—“I won’t complain if you change your mind.”

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