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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 || mini series.
𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 >> 𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠 >> 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
Part I
"They say, kill to save the world. I say, kill the world to save you."
"As you always said, playing along is the best way to gain their trust but that would eventually lead you to that maniac's bed. There's no chance I ever let you do that for the mission and go through that hell."
♧ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Caught up in a fake marriage for the sake of a mission and the world peace, you and Yeosang had to develop an angelic patience to be able to live under the same roof. After ten long months of pretending a happy couple, what eventually turned into a monotony and routine, both of you tend to get forgetful. But that has to stop, it is time to remind yourselves about who you are – the head of MIT department and an 00 agent. You finally found the way to the underworld of the biggest criminal, Park Seonghwa.
♧ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Yeosang x female reader
♧ 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Seonghwa
♧ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: action, criminal, smut, psychological
♧ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none in this part
♧ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 2,7k
Quick note : I can't use "y/n" anymore. I just can't. It's too cringy for me and it ruins the whole look of the imagine. I decided to create, let's say, an OC for the reader – Alani. I named you all. Sorry, not sorry.
H E L L
True, you were guilty as charged. It was very irresponsible of you and you felt a great shame of how easily you allowed yourself to lose track of time, despite it being gold in your current situation.
What also was true was that you lost three hours like it was nothing. And not because you had to play along to not screw up the mission, but because you had fun.
And there was no possibility that your partner would ever find out about that. Never.
He looked like a man of a quiet nature. All the other agents envied you of such a peaceful soul as a companion. You thought that too when you first encountered him at the mission assignment but oh God how wrong you all were.
Upsetting him with your late arrival was the worst mistake you could’ve made. Especially now that he walked around more tense and focused about the mission than for the past ten months.
He was probably now waiting for you, angry like an infuriated bull. You could already hear his galling complaining that wouldn't let you forget about you being at fault for the rest of the week, if not until the mission is over. For however long it was going to last.
Considering the pathetic position you were in, you decided to enter the house through the back door, stepping in as quietly as your sore legs allowed you. You needed those diamond seconds to prepare for the argument and rehearse the explanation you constructed on the way back home. At that point you were praying for a miracle.
Unfortunately nothing was going as planned, convincing you that the universe actually hated your guts. The tennis bag was doing everything but helping. A loud creak of the knob added a few drops of sweat to your forehead. At the end, the click of the door, closing behind you, sounded louder than ever.
You frowned and stopped moving as you were waiting for the aftermath in the form of your partner, appearing in front of you surrounded by a black fog of fury. But the longer you waited, you were realizing that nothing was going to happen.
You listened closely after carefully clearing your throat but again. No reaction from the beast you were sure was about to jump on you.
"Oh…" A surprised ad-lib left your lips as you looked around the hall.
You were certain he'd be already there, piercing through you with judgmental eyes. But your partner was nowhere to be found.
If he wasn't home it meant he also screwed up.
Your cocky smirk grew on your face, pleased that you weren't the only one with blame. Confidently, you entered further into the house.
Now you could be as loud as you wanted. Smiling from ear to ear, you threw the bag in front of you which landed on the wooden floor with a loud thud.
"Ah, it's good to be back ho-!"
"You mean- to be finally fucking home?!" An almost inhuman deep voice interrupted the silence which you got way too comfortable in.
The dangerous tone it was soaked with, felt like a sudden invasion in the deepest corners of your soul. Startled, you completely lost control over your own body, using the doorframe as a leverage.
You could've sworn your heart stopped beating from the brutal surprise, now palpitating to let you know you were still alive.
Grabbing the left side of your chest tightly, you gasped for air.
"What the fu- You scared the shit out of me!"
Bested, you glared at the prompt of your near death experience.
Yeosang sat on the staircase – the blind spot for anyone entering through the back door.
That bastard foresaw your plan and chose a perfect place to set a trap. After all he was a field agent, there was no way for you, a MIT brain, to outsmart him that simply.
"Three hours, Alani." He went straight to the point. "You're three hours late for the meeting with M. Have you forgotten that the meeting was crucial for our further mission and we both were supposed to take part in it? Or maybe you completely forgot the meeting was today?"
He stared at you with his deep brown eyes that depth and fire could devour you. Feeling overwhelmed you had no way but to turn your sight away from them.
It landed on his creased shirt with rolled up sleeves, a few buttons undone. Black, cashmere tie thrown away somewhere on the lower levels. His black hair was a complete mess as he seemed to constantly run his fingers through it, a sign he, indeed, had been nervous.
Damn it. You had to be sturdy and not show any trace of guilt even though his state and visible exhaustion stung you like needles.
"Of course I remembered." You lied, cursing at how well he knew you. "I just couldn't do anything about it."
He leaned forward, rested his wrists on his knees, fists clenching. You had already come to terms with those popping veins taking a main stage in your thoughts.
"I called and messaged you countless times." He hissed out. "You not only didn't answer, you completely turned your phone off. Care to explain?"
His words made you turn your shameless eyes from his forearms to his mad face. You frowned in confusion, only to roll your eyes in disbelief the next second. He had forgotten. Kang Yeosang, a great 004, forgot something pivotal.
You finally had an opening to hit him back.
"Oh for fuck's sake, Yeosang."
"What?" He spat out, his confidence visibly shaken by your reaction.
"Did you forget why I was even at Park's mansion today?” You scoffed, amazed at the audacity. “I had been telling you that I spent days convincing Anna to play a fucking tennis on their court instead of going shopping again, so I could plant the hack software inside the house."
The tables turned and it was your time to complain about Yeosang's memory loss.
"What else did I tell you?"
He was looking at you but he was deep in his mind, processing what you just said. After a longer second of silence he finally admitted.
"That the software is installed in your phone.” He gulped. “Sorry, it must’ve slipped my mind."
Living with each other under the same roof for almost a year, you had a chance to study each other. Both of you hated to own up to your mistakes, but unlike you he still was able to admit to them.
You crossed your arms at your chest.
"I couldn't leave sooner. Park's wife wanted match after match and then, after I managed to plant the parasite, she forced me to have lunch with her." You explained supporting your words with the excuse you came up with earlier.
You still had no plans to mention that you actually had a great time with no intent to end it and that the lobster was delicious.
"Playing along is the best way to gain their trust." You repeated your mantra for that mission, hoping it would end the conversation.
A resigned, as well as a relieved sigh left his lips. You were safe and the mission could go on. That was all that mattered, but no, it wasn't the end of his lecture.
"You could've mastered some other way of communication though."
You bit your lip to withhold the curses. He always had to have the last word.
"I have a chip located in my body. You could've just checked where I was. I don't worry every time you go out."
He stood up abruptly and walked down the rest of the stairs.
"Maybe because I always manage to come on time to, I don't know, join the meeting if it's very important and I'm meant to participate in it."
You began to massage your temples, hearing the sarcastic counterpunch. There was no point in continuing the discussion with that man.
"But seriously now, Alani. Three hours is a long time. I really thought something happened to you and actually considered calling the whole mission off and going for you."
He took a few steps towards you.
You reacted oppositely by taking a step back, dropping your eyes somewhere on the ground when his entire figure unraveled before your eyes. As much as you struggled working with him, you couldn't ignore the fact he was God's favorite with every inch of his body.
"Oh come on now!" You said annoyed, both because of his words and him standing so close. "I'm an agent too. Maybe I'm not 00 like you but I'm as professional and effective. Seriously, Yeosang I am not gonna let you of all the people to lecture me about how to do my mission."
"What do you mean?" He asked, his eyes following every step as you passed him by and began climbing the stairs he previously occupied.
"Our mission is to play a happily married couple to get close to Parks and gain their trust. I needed to befriend his wife and you needed to become pals with him. I do my job, one of the reasons why I was late. What about you?" You demanded an answer, irritated by how his voice showed sincere confusion.
With a dazed face, he slid his hands in the pockets of his back pants.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Are you suggesting I don't do my job?"
Feeling he was smiling, you stopped walking up and turned to him, raising a brow at him.
"Yes. Instead of Park Seonghwa, your main focus seems to be no one else than my target, his lovely wife Anna. You're basically all over her every time we're at their place.” You decided to play no game. “Stop ruining what we already have."
His lips quirked up, the amusement in his voice made you roll your eyes.
"Watch out, agent Rae. Cause I might think you're actually jealous."
"You wish." You huffed at your partner and resumed your journey towards your bedroom. “But if you're not gonna stick to the plan then maybe we should switch places, hmm? I'll take care of Park and you can have his wife all for yourself–"
"Over my dead body.”
His sudden change of tone from amusement to seriousness made you halt again on the last of the stairs and look at him in surprise.
"This man is sick with greed and he gets everything he wants."
You scoffed at the obviousness of Yeosang's statement.
"Yeah, I know? Don't forget that every file you've read about him is written by me and my team. I've observed him much longer than you."
"That's not what I'm talking about." He shook his head. "He already fucking studied your entire body the first day we met him and he seems to learn you by heart every time he see you."
Now you were amused.
"Watch out, agent Kang. Cause I might think you're actually jealous."
"I'm serious, Alani. He's more dangerous than your files say. Personality wise."
Something about the look in his eyes quelled your urge to keep up with jokes. Tints of worry and faint concern in his voice made you more attentive.
"As you always said, playing along is the best way to gain their trust but that would eventually lead you in that maniac's bed. There's no chance I ever let you do that for the mission and go through that hell."
You gulped at the sudden determination he started emitting with.
"I- I was just joking, jeez."
That hell. These two words sparked up your curiosity. For the past ten months, Yeosang spent most of his time with the biggest gangster on the western side of the globe, Park Seonghwa.
Drugs, weapons, prostitution, countless murder suspicions and now theft of a fucking nuclear warhead; it all could be found on Park's account. And despite so much happening around that evil man, Yeosang recently had been very reserved with you about what he was doing, during days spent with Park and his partners in crime.
You never felt the need to ask him about it, believing in your senior’s experience on the field. He was probably keeping things away from you for now, so you could feel more natural in your act. And for that, you were thankful for.
It was your first time, meeting a target face to face. You were lucky enough, Seonghwa somehow enjoyed your slight hostility towards him.
Before going on your first field mission with Yeosang, your team was assigned to work the whole net out. You succeeded in gathering the most important evidence that let HQ set the trap on Park Seonghwa, but all you saw were numbers, recordings and emails.
Your partner saw everything with his own eyes and today you sensed it was a hell of a struggle. It made you realize how tired Yeosang was after long months, trying to get to the nest of Park Seonghwa's businesses.
You attempted to calm him down, raising a fist up.
"Don't worry! I won't get caught in his web."
He smiled faintly and ran his fingers through his hair.
"I'm happy to hear that. I would shoot that son of a bitch if he laid his hands on you." Then he suddenly looked at you meaningfully. You held your breath and you hoped he did not see that from where he stood. "Well, that would blow my cover and the whole mission would be shot to hell. It'd be such a shame, especially now…” He grinned, “That I got in."
You were perplexed for a second. The whole talk about protecting your honor had butterflies thriving in your stomach but the moment you registered Yeosang’s last words and the teasing tone, your eyes grew big, jaw dropping.
"What?! You got in the Red Dragon?!"
He only laughed, nodding in confirmation.
You couldn't help but storm down the stairs to him. Finally the mission reached the highest point. After ten long months, the chance of catching the criminal and you going home was so close you felt you could reach it.
Your excitement swallowed the need for professional behavior you were supposed to show towards your partner. Yeosang read your movements and pulling his hands out of his pockets he effortlessly caught you landing in his arms.
"Yeosang." You whispered into his ear as the overwhelming happiness took the volume to your voice. "We got him, finally."
"Yeah, we got that son of a bitch."
Suddenly his own intoned voice resonating in your mind and sending chills down your spine brought you back to your senses.
You quickly detangled from his strong embrace, which visibly caught him by surprise. Eyes glazing each other, before you cleared your throat as the overly explosive excitement got replaced by embarrassment.
“I’m impressed.” You complimented him drily, avoiding eye contact with him. "You're really good on the field."
The awkwardness affected him as well as he clunkily stepped back, scratching his cheek.
"Thanks.” He grunted. “So could you get all the needed stuff for tomorrow?"
Your face fell. The thick atmosphere evaporated in an instant. Now all you felt was a stress filling your mind.
"Tomorrow?"
Your partner seemed to be very baffled by your sudden changes of behavior.
"Yes. The meeting is tomorrow at 10 pm."
Yeosang watched you close your eyes with irritation written all over your face, he quickly raised his hands.
"In my defense, Park invited me today."
You always tried your best to not pissed him off but little did you know, he also avoided making you angry.
"Do you even realize how much time it requires-” You cut. You were too tired to explain the whole process of preparing Yeosang for the meeting in the hidden Red Dragon club.
A vision of the whole night and day full of work at the impossible speed crossed your mind.
You could only sigh.
"You can do it, right?" He asked, concerned.
"I have to!" A punch landed on his chest, which caused your fist to go numb while he seemed unfazed. "I swear, you and this mission will be the cause of my premature retirement."
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kpop masterlist
🍓 = fluff themes
❄️ = angst themes
🚧 = smut themes
🤸♀️ = slice of life / bish idek what theme this is
🚀 = crack fic themes
🎩 = dark and/or violent themes
🏩 = genre fic, i.e. mystery, horror, fantasy, etc
🍳 = slow burn
🦕 = personal favorite
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A.C.E.
Memory | 🍓❄️🦕 Kim Byeongkwan x Reader + Park Junhee x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]
Ateez
Only One | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🦕 CEO!Choi San x Reader
BigBang
It’s An Act [WBU I] | ❄️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader
Smoke | 🍓🤸♀️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader
BTS
Runaway | 🍓❄️🏩 Mafia!Kim Seokjin (Jin) x Reader (Mafia AU) Preview 1 2 3 4 x
Mah Boyfriend | 🍓🍓🤸♀️🦕 Jung Jungkook x Idol!Reader
BTOB
Hidden Heart | 🍓🍓🍓🤸♀️🚀🍳 Lee Minhyuk (HUTA) x Idol!Reader [Headcanon]
Day6
A University Dilemma | 🤸♀️ Kang Younghyun (Young-K) x Reader (Univeristy AU)
What A Joke | ❄️ Kang Younghyun (Young K) x Reader + Park Jaehyung x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]
So... Haha... I Like You | 🍓🦕 Park Jaehyung x Reader (Fake Dating AU)
EXO
Wheel Of Fortune | 🍓🍳🚀 Park Chanyeol x Reader [Headcanon]
Welcome To The Jungle | 🚀🚀🚀🏩 Park Chanyeol & Oh Sehun (Jungle AU)
Maybe We Still Have A Shot [WBU III] | 🍓🍓🏩 CatHybid!Oh Sehun x Reader (University AU)
Unrequited Attraction | 🚧🏩🍳🦕 Mafia!Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Retail Worker!Reader
Color Palette | 🍓 Byun Baekhyun x Reader [Blurb]
Brown Leaves | 🍓 Kim Jongin (Kai) x Reader (University AU)
GOT7
One Million In One Day | 🍓🍓❄️❄️🍳 Sugar Daddy!Jackson Wang x Reader
Preview ~ Alternate Moodboard ~ Moodboard Teaser
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Car Rides | 🍓 Jackson Wang x Reader [Blurb]
Juice Box | 🍓🚀🏩🦕 Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam x Reader [Blurb] (Pre-Schooler AU)
Somewhere In Between | ❄️❄️Civil Engineer!Park Jinyoung x Reader + Architect!Henry Lau x Reader
Trading Secrets | 🍓🍓 Kim Yugyeom x WangSis!Reader
JYJ
Winning Losses | ❄️ Kim Jaejoong x Idol!Reader
Monsta X
Introspect | 🍓🤸♀️ Lee Jooheon x Reader [Blurb]
Letting Off Steam | 🤸♀️ Lee Hoseok (Wonho) x ArtStudent!Reader (University AU)
NCT
Seventeen
December Dates | 🍓🚀 bf!Seventeen x Reader [Headcanon]
The Stroke Of Midnight | 🍓❄️🏩🦕 Mafia!Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi) x Reader
Here's My Problem: I Can't Get You Out Of My Head | ❄️❄️❄️🎩🎩🎩🏩🍳🦕 Detective!Jeon Wonwoo x Actress!Reader
10 Ways To Get Over Gyu | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🍳🦕 Kim Mingyu x Reader + others (Childhood AU)
Half Of My Heart | 🍓❄️🤸♀️🍳 Kim Mingyu x Reader + Jeon Wonwoo x Reader (CEO AU)
On A Thread | ❄️❄️ CEO!Joshua Hong (Hong Jisoo) x Nurse!Reader
SF9
A Final Offering | 🍓🍓❄️🏩🦕 Deity!Kim Inseong & Child!Reader + Baek Juho (Zuho) x Mom
What Does It Mean? | 🍓❄️🤸♀️ Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader (University AU)
16th Floor | 🍓🤸♀️ Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Reader (Office AU)
SHINee
Understand This |❄️ Choi Minho x Reader I Don’t Understand [Understand This II] | ❄️ Choi Minho x Reader
It’s All A Big Joke [WBU II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader
Th-that’s Not | ❄️❄️🚧🦕 Lee Taemin x Reader Regrets [Th-that’s Not II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader
Angel Bride | ❄️🚧🏩🦕 Pirate!Lee Taemin x Reader
Noona, You're So Pretty | 🍓 Lee Taemin x Noona!Reader
Stray Kids
Professional Boundaries | 🍓❄️🚧🦕 CEO!Bang Chan x Pre-School Teacher!Reader + CEO!Hwang Hyunjin x Pre-School Teacher!Reader
1 2 3 4
Bootylicious | 🍓🚀 Bang Chan x Idol!Reader
Super Junior
The Soup | 🍓🍓🚀🚀 SuJu x SuJu Maknae!Reader [Headcanon]
Secrets Of A Maknae | 🍓🚀🚀 Kim Heechul x SuJuMaknae!Reader
The Boyz
Gentle With Me | 🍓🍓🤸♀️ Lee Sangyeon x Reader
TVXQ!
Pitter-Patter | 🍓 Jung Yunho (U-Know) x Reader (Pre-School Teacher AU)
The Art Of Deception | ❄️🎩🏩 Shim Changmin x Reader (Secret Agent/Spy AU)
TXT
Forget About It | 🍓❄️🤸♀️🍳🦕 Choi Soobin x Reader (University AU)
WINNER
I’m Not Playing | 🍓❄️❄️ Gangster!Song Minho (Mino) x Reader 1 2 3
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ATEEZ MASTERLIST:
ALL:
- ATEEZ as Love/Relationship Tropes pt. 1
-ATEEZ as Love/Relationship Tropes pt.2
-Flufftober 2023 (AO3 Link):
JEONG YUNHO:
-Just a Kiss (smut) (fluff)
-Suited for Each Other (smut)(fluff)
-Can You Blame Me? (fluff)
-Imagine:Yunho as a First Time Dad (fluff)
-Patronus [Harry Potter! AU] (fluff)
-Make up sex (smut) (slight angst) (fluff)
-Yunho Harry Potter AU Headcanon
-Hands (smut)(fluff)
-Lucky (fluff)
-Imagine: Yunho picnic date (fluff)
-Imagine: Yunho helping you through a Writer's block (fluff)
-Teach Me (smut)
-Teach Me pt.2 (smut)
-Teach Me pt.3 (smut)
-As You Are (hurt/comfort) (fluff)
-Moth to a Flame (angst) (hurt comfort) (smut) [draft]
-Pretty (smut) [draft]
- Here for you (smut)(fluff)(angst) [draft]
JUNG WOOYOUNG:
Soulmate! AU series (wooyoung x male reader):
- Beans on Toast pt 1 (fluff)
- Beans on Toast pt 2 (fluff)
- Beans on Toast pt 3 (angst) (fluff)
- Beans on Toast pt 5 (fluff) (smut)
YunGi:
- Beans on Toast pt 4 (angst) (hurt comfort) (fluff)
KIM HONGJOONG:
-Late Night Confessions [Harry Potter AU] x gender neutral reader (fluff)
-Need you (smut) [draft]
KANG YEOSANG:
-Show You (smut)
PARK SEONGHWA:
-Practice (mature)
- Beans on Toast pt 6 (Fluff) [Draft]
- Sleepless (Smut) [Draft]
SONG MINGI:
- Imagine: Mingi helping you through a panic attack
CHOI SAN:
- Beans on Toast pt 7 (smut) [draft]
- Cat and Mouse (male reader) (secret agent! au) (smut) [draft]
-Safety Net (Male reader) (angst) (hurt/comfort)
-Needy (Male reader) (smut)
-All About You (smut)(angst)
CHOI JONGHO:
- Feelings (fluff)
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ATEEZ FIC REC MASTERLIST
WIP
i’m literally atm still adding to it but with what i have rn you can still look and read
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Alternate-Universe:
•A/B/O
•Arranged Relationships
•Age Gap
•Angst
•BDSM
•Best Friends Brother
•Bodyguard
•Break Up
•Bullying
•Camping
•Coffee Shop
•College
•Crime
•Demons
•Dystopian
•Dom/Sub
•Drunk
•Employee/Boss/Ceo
•Enemies to Lovers
•Established Relationship
•Famous
•Fangirl/Fanboy
•Fake Relationship
•Fluff
•Fluff & Smut
•Friends to Lovers
•Friends with Benefits
•Ghost
•Halloween
•Hate Sex
•High School
•Historical
•Hybrid
•Kinky
•Mafia
•Maid
•Mentally Insane
•Model
•Neighbors
•Non-AU
•Office
•Parties
•Phone Sex
•Photographer
•Pornstar
•Religion
•Roommates
•Royalty
•Sad Fic
•Secret Relationship
•Soulmate
•Spy/Agent
•Student/Teacher
•Sugar Daddy
•Tattoo Artist
•Vampire
•Werwolves
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ATZ Special Unit
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/FTYHRl2
by author8_8loves
!! Police/Mafia ATEEZ AU !!
!! Sequel to SKZ Modeling Co !!
Hongjoong is the sheriff, and Seonghwa is an extravagant detective!
Hongjoong hates Seonghwa .. but why?
When one certain case has to the two working together again, can Seonghwa unlock the secrets to Hongjoong's heart before unlocking the secrets of their case?
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UPDATES EVERY THURSDAY
this story is in a texting and occasional social media post format!
However! There is also a classic writing format written in for in-person interactions and plot!
ships included; seongjoong (main), woosan, yungi (2nd main), jongsang
Started: March 30th, 2024
Finished: -----
Words: 3982, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kim Hongjoong, Park Seonghwa, Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang, Kim Namjoon | RM, Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Hwang Hyunjin, Bang Chan (Stray Kids)
Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho/Kang Yeosang
Additional Tags: Kim Hongjoong-centric, Kim Hongjoong is Bad at Feelings, Sheriff Kim Hongjoong, Detective Park Seonghwa, Song Mingi is Whipped (ATEEZ), Secret Agent Song Mingi, Model Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Soft Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Barista Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Dancer Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung is a Little Shit (ATEEZ), Hacker Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), ATZ Special Unit, Police Officer Choi San (ATEEZ), Police Officer Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Receptionist Kang Yeosang, Best Friends Jung Wooyoung & Kang Yeosang, Captain Kim Namjoon | RM, Enemies to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Police, Everyone Is Gay
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/FTYHRl2
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WIP List Tag Game
Tagged by the lovely @proudahgase-got7
Tagging: @toikiii @defwoodz @limjaeseven @aura-mp3 @star-lemonade @sanjoongie @moccahobi @yutasthetic @wordycerty @strayed-quokka @pastelracha @leelysian @baekhyyun @dokyeomblr
I think some of you already posted their wip list.. so ignore the tag if you already did 🙏🙈
I got like two lists and both are long.. 😅 have fun and feel free to ask about them 🙏🥰
Game (Truth or Dare with Youngjae)
Turner (Taehyung as the new W. Turner)
Villain (Cruella de Vil but Wooyoung ooooor Hongjoong)
Brian (What am I? Young K)
Poison (vampire ateez)
Touchdown (hybrid college au JK)
Spy (spy x family johnny)
Pirate (pirate ateez)
Freeze (mafia stray kids)
Drunk (changkyun being not "that" drunk)
Poly (cleopatra pwp au with svt)
Lurking (assassin au with jinyoung)
Android (namjoon being an android in love)
Metanoia (fantasy au with pyromaniac yoongi)
Woozi (asylum au based on scenes from ruby mv)
Mirmirlidi (mark x reader x johnny humour)
Lachrymose (Mark as Rocket Racoon)
Wabi-sabi (taehyung hybrid au)
Orphic (jin merfolk au)
Speak (namjoon idol au)
Lawyer (kibum is a sassy lawyer)
Doctor (johnny as a doctor)
Apaixonar (jackson chaebol au)
Sciamachy (hoseok secret agent au)
Gentle (yeosang being a gentle criminal)
Found (found family with bts)
Alien (extraterrestrial idol contacts reseacher reader)
Dépaysement (hybrid apocalyptic au with San)
Kvanity (bucket list event)
Brute (bm being a soft brute)
Desideratum (bang chan idol au)
Cheetah (cheetah hybrid needs dog hybrid as an anxiety helper)
Fox (jimin hybrid au)
Now we come to my random ass ideas that are always based on a single picture...
Starting upper left:
Merfolk!Taehyung innocently drowning human reader
Pwp emperor concubine/servant dynamic
Upper middle:
Based on the movie rock of ages the scenes with the songs "wanted dead or alive" + "i wanna know what love is"
Upper right:
Big Hero 6 au with yunho as tadashi and wooyoung as hiro...
Spy academy e2l with seonghwa
Lower left:
Pwp emperor!minghao concubine/servant dynamic
Pilot academy e2l joshua
Demon contract au with wonwoo
Gang Au with jun
Arranged marriage king!joshua
Fae!prince!jeonghan
Alice in wonderland with jun
Sherlock holmes/detective au with joshua
Beauty and the beast joshua
Cinderella au with svt
Knight dokyeom getting annoyed with royal reader
Lower right:
Bartender jaebeom or neighbour jaebeom during laundry day pwp
Mafia au with jinyoung
Bad boy jinyoung
Romeo and juliet au with jinyoung
Pilot academy e2l jackson
Exes2lovers drunk worried jinyoung
Once again feel free to send in asks to any of those ideas/wips. I have for all of them sooo much trivia stuff and many scene ideas and I would gladly share them! To hype you up and hype me up and get like super excited about it and basically immediately sit down and write it 😅
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— TROPES / AU LIST FOR MILESTONE EVENTS
✧ college
✧ single parent
✧ bakery
✧ pirate
✧ dystopian
✧ arranged marriage
✧ artist/art student
✧ athlete
✧ bodyguard
✧ secret agent
✧ book store
✧ flower shop
✧ friends to lovers
✧ coworker
✧ dancer
✧ domestic
✧ enemies to lovers
✧ fake dating
✧ model
✧ neighbor
✧ royalty
✧ tattoo artist
✧ meet-cute
✧ assassin
✧ meet-not-so-cute
✧ seasonal
✧ coffee shop
✧ strangers to lovers
✧ ateez lore
✧ librarian
✧ zombie apocalypse
✧ fantasy
✧ band
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♡ masterlist ♡
♡ idol kink masterlist ♡
♡ mtl masterlist ♡
updated : 3 / 10 / 2022
║ fluff -- { f }
║ smut -- { s }
║ angst -- { a }
koi no yokan : suho ( EXO ) x jaehyun ( NCT ) x fem! reader [ college au ]
chapter. 1 { f } ( by @kpoppwriter )
chapter. 2 { f, a }
chapter. 3 { f, s, a } ( by @kpoppwriter )
__________________________
diamond thief : san ( ateez ) x fem! reader [ secret agent au ]
introduction
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unforseen : taeyong ( NCT ) x fem! reader [ sugar daddy au ]
coming soon
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a foreign exchange : juyeon ( the boyz ) x fem! reader [ highschool au ]
part.i
part.ii [ coming soon ]
__________________________
{ NO LONGER WRITING FOR }
reactions :
you’re artistic { f }
ARMY shipping them with their idol s.o { f }
you’re a young, self-made millionaire { f }
labor complications { f, a }
their s.o has small hands { f }
their idol crush has an outfit malfunction on stage { f }
their idol crush gets injured on stage { f }
you twerking to one of their songs { f, s }
their idol girlfriend on tour faints on stage { a }
their s.o’s secret rapping skills { f }
their s.o blushes in response to a pet name { f }
they see their idol ex { a }
headcanons :
high school students { f }
BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS :
jungkook { f, s, a }
scenarios :
n/a
{ NOT CURRENTLY WRITING FOR -- HIATUS }
__________________________
reactions :
you’re shorter than them { f }
seeing their childhood crush { f }
s.o talking nonsense when drunk { f }
you write them a romantic letter for their birthday { f }
their s.o is independent { f }
you ask them to spank you { s }
angry / makeup sex { s }
they have a clumsy s.o { f }
you squirt during sex { s }
gingerbread house making { s }
their s.o is scared to leave work at night { f }
headcanons :
aftercare { f, s }
big brother { f }
high school students { f }
meeting his s.o’s child from another relationship ( yixing ) { f }
BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS :
kai { f, s }
chen { f, s }
sehun { f, s }
baekhyun { f, s, a }
lay { f, s, a }
kris x shy! reader { f }
scenarios :
accidental bliss ( kai - daddy! kink ) { s }
spark ( chen - power au ) { f, a }
anything for you ( suho ) { f }
glad you’re home ( sehun ) { f }
it’s not right without you here ( xiumin ) { f, a }
carried away ( chanyeol ) { f, a }
__________________________
reactions :
you’re shy ( johnny, winwin, lucas, mark, jaemin ) { f }
you have an extremely loud / ugly laugh ( NCT 127 ) { f }
you’re always bringing home stray animals ( NCT 127 ) { f }
you get a short haircut ( NCT Dream ) { f } \
you’re a lawyer and win a big case ( NCT 2018 minus the dreamies ) { f }
you sit on their lap ( NCT Dream ) { f }
they get caught with a hickey by their hyungs ( NCT Dream ) { f }
sexting ( NCT legal line ) { s }
you volunteer at a dangerous place ( johnny, taeyong, yuta, ten ) { f, a }
you reject them because you think they’re immature (NCT Dream ) { f, a }
first time ( NCT legal line ) { f, s }
you’re shy (NCT 127 ) { f }
their s.o gives them a lap dance ( NCT U - boss line up ) { s }
you call them gege ( NCT china line ) { f }
you tell them you’re horny ( NCT 127 legal line ) { s }
you understand korean ( NCT 127 ) { f }
their s.o is homesick during the holidays ( NCT U - boss line up )
you accidentally say something dirty in korean ( NCT 127 ) { f, s }
their girlfriend is insecure of her big boobs ( NCT 127 ) { f }
you’re shy ( NCT Dream ) { f }
their idol s.o is touring with them ( NCT 127 + Ten ) { f }
their girlfriend is in pain on her period ( NCT Dream ) { f }
their girlfriend is insecure of her small boobs ( NCT 127 ) { f }
a member has a hickey ( NCT 127 ) { f }
you fall asleep on his chest ( johnny, yuta, jaehyun, lucas ) { f }
squirting ( NCT 127 ) { s }
you fall asleep on his chest ( taeyong, winwin, jungwoo, mark, hendery ) { f }
taking care of their drunk s.o ( taeyong, yuta, jaehyun, lucas, mark ) { f }
you had a wet dream about them ( NCT Dream ) { s }
they catch you reading fanfiction about them ( NCT U - boss line up ) { f }
you’re acting distant because of stress ( Wayv ) { f, a }
they have a crush on you ( WayV ) { f }
you call them daddy ( taeyong, johnny, kun, doyoung, lucas ) { s }
their crush is close with another member ( WayV ) { f, a }
you initiate skinship ( WayV ) { f }
they have a crush on you ( NCT 127 ) { f }
squirting ( WayV ) { s }
date at the aquarium ( johnny, ten, mark, haechan, yangyang ) { f }
taking care of their drunk s.o ( johnny, xiaojun, renjun, jaemin, haechan ) { f }
they’re jealous ( NCT Dream ) { a }
headcanons :
hard!dom doyoung ( NCT 127 ) { s }
friends with benefits ( NCT 127 ) { f, s }
high school students ( NCT 127 ) { f }
angry / makeup sex ( NCT 127 - johnny ) { f. s }
soft boyfriend hours ( NCT 127 - johnny ) { f }
soft boyfriend hours ( WayV - kun ) { f }
how they act when they’re in love ( WayV ) { f }
7 minutes in heaven ( NCT 127 ) { f, s }
aftercare ( NCT 127 - jaehyun ) { f, s }
7 minutes in heaven ( WayV ) { f, s }
hard!dom johnny ( NCT 127 ) { f, s }
you’re on your period ( NCT 127 ) { f }
dom! jaehyun ( NCT 127 ) { s }
dom! haechan ( NCT 127 ) { f, s }
how they act when they’re in love ( NCT 127 ) { f }
making out ( NCT Dream - jaemin ) { f, s }
first time ( NCT 127 - doyoung ) { f, s }
mafia husband taeyong ( NCT 127 ) { f, a }
making out (NCT 127 - taeil ) { f, s }
making out ( WayV - lucas ) { f, s }
making out ( WayV - ten ) { f, s }
dating frat boy! johnny ( NCT 127 ) { f }
unrequited love ( NCT Dream - renjun ) { f, a }
BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS :
lucas ( Wayv ) { f, s, a }
mark ( NCT 127 / NCT dream ) { f, s, a }
POLY SHIPS :
johnjae ( NCT 127 - johnny, jaehyun ) { f, s }
scenarios :
work and pleasure ( NCT 127 - jaehyun ) { s }
sounds like a date ( NCT 127 - johnny, enemies to lovers au ) { f, a }
a little break ( WayV - kun ) { f, s }
strings attached ( NCT 127 - mark, guitar tutor au ) { f }
snowboy - ( NCT 127 - mark ) { f }
can we make gingerbread men? ( WayV - kun ) { f }
12:21am ( NCT Dream - haechan ) { f }
the first snow ( NCT 127 - jungwoo ) { f }
__________________________
reactions :
n/a
headcanons :
making out ( sunwoo ) { f, s }
how he treats his s.o ( sangyeon ) { f }
how he treats his s.o ( juyeon ) { f }
aftercare ( hyunjae ) { f, s }
scenarios :
don’t tease me ( juyeon ) { s }
__________________________
reactions :
another idol flirts with you { a }
their plus size gf is afraid to sit on their face { f, s }
you share the same birthday { f }
squirting { s }
headcanons :
making out ( seonghwa ) { f, s }
making out ( yeosang ) { f, s }
high school sweethearts ( yunho ) { f }
aftercare ( san ) { f, s }
dom! seonghwa - mini vers. { s }
teaching his s.o choreography ( wooyoung ) { f }
dom! seonghwa { f, s }
period sex ( vampire! seonghwa ) { s }
aftercare ( hongjoong ) { f, s }
aftercare ( jongho ) { f, s }
cuddling ( mingi ) { f, s }
making out ( yunho ) { f, s }
you’re on weekly idol together ( yunho ft. idol! s.o ) { f }
how they act around their crush { f }
cuddling ( Jongho ) { f }
hard dom! hongjoong { s }
POLY SHIPS :
woosan { f, s }
yungi { f, s }
scenarios :
good morning ( mingi ) { f, s }
steamy windows ( seonghwa ) { s }
__________________________
reactions :
their s.o is poly { f }
headcanons :
aftercare ( bang chan ) { f, s }
how he acts around his crush ( changbin ) { f }
how he acts around his crush ( felix ) { f }
scenarios :
n/a
{ NO LONGER WRITING FOR }
__________________________
reactions :
you get a short haircut { f }
their s.o is shy { f }
they find their girlfriend’s sexy lingerie { s } ( SPANISH )
their s.o is stressed out { f, a }
you’re their hot choreographer { f, s }
angry / makeup sex { f, s }
you surprise them on christmas ( bambam, yugyeom ) { f }
their s.o is upset and doesn’t want to talk about it { f, a }
their s.o gives them the silent treatment { f, a }
you ask them to spank you { s }
you call them daddy { s }
they’re jealous { f, a }
their s.o surprises them at a fansign { f }
they want to be more than friends { f }
you feel like you don’t deserve them { a }
headcanons :
powerpuff girls { f }
body worship with their plus size s.o { s }
BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS :
jackson { f, s, a }
scenarios :
good girl ( jaebum ) { s }
my everything ( jaebum ) { f, s }
__________________________
reactions :
getting stuck on a ferris wheel ( performance unit ) { f }
you have piercings and / or tattoos ( hip-hop unit ) { f }
their crush gives them a hug ( performance unit ) { f }
you constantly pinch their cheeks ( vocal unit ) { f }
they scare you ( hip-hop unit ) { f }
their s.o comes out as asexual ( jeonghan, jun, woozi, the8 ) { f }
their s.o can rap ( hip-hop unit ) { f }
their s.o receives saesang hate ( vocal unit ) { f, a }
their s.o struggles with acne ( hip-hop unit + joshua ) { f }
headcanons :
best friend! joshua { f }
best friend! vernon ( ft. fem idol! reader ) { f }
mafia husband! s.coups { a, s, f }
hard dom! woozi { s, f }
sub! dino { s }
scenarios :
n/a
{ NO LONGER WRITING FOR }
__________________________
reactions :
you’re insecure about post-baby body { f }
you squirt during sex { s }
you ask to do their makeup { f }
angry / makeup sex { s }
they realize they’ve fallen in love { f }
their long distance s.o visits them { f }
their s.o surprises them on christmas ( I.M ) { f }
you have a thick scottish accent { f }
lip biting ( giving / receiving ) { s }
their girlfriend has a manly voice { f }
you suck your thumb { f }
their girlfriend is surprisingly ripped { f }
their s.o touches their ear while they sleep { f }
their s.o has a nightmare { f, a }
headcanons :
n/a
scenarios :
lavender love ( shownu ) { f }
__________________________
{ NO LONGER WRITING FOR }
reactions :
their s.o surprises them on christmas ( ju-ne ) { f }
what they buy their girlfriend for christmas { f }
their girlfriend is in pain while on her period { f }
__________________________
headcanons :
fem idol! sibling { f }
sex w/ his inexperienced s.o { f, s }
__________________________
headcanons :
mafia boss ( seungwoo ) { s, a }
__________________________
profiles :
group
jae
ash
seungmin
jaemin
ren
sammy
reactions :
their s.o surprises them at a fan meet { f }
attending their first award show { f }
their s.o debuts as an idol { f }
#kpop#kpop reactions#kpop smut#nct#ateez#nct 127#bts#exo#got7#nct dream#stray kids#wayv#the boyz#monsta x#x1#nct smut#nct 127 smut#bts smut#exo smut#got7 smut#monsta x smut#ateez smut#ateez reactions#nct 127 reactions#bts reactions#bts headcanons#got7 reactions#the boyz reactions#stray kids reactions#stray kids smut
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. . . masterlists :
♯ seventeen.
♯ nct/wayv.
♯ateez.
♯ spurts of others;
↬ sangyeon – only time will tell (s,a,f) ;
secret agent au. you and sangyeon have been great friends for a while. you both worked on many missions together and since have grown fond of each other. sucks that the companies you both work for hate one another. wc. 9.8k
↬ yeonjun – wish (s,f) ;
sub!yeonjun. this anniversary, you and yeonjun decide to grant each others wishes. youre wish, however turns out to be unexplored territory for you both. wc. 2.2k
✰ series masterlist (coming soon)
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into the seonghwa-verse
when you come across the hourglass your life changes forever.
or else known as the seonghwa-verse an au where you find the magical hourglass that teleport you in a new dimension where all the seonghwa’s era personas live and you just happen to be involved with all of them.
𖤘 track the verse tag #sh.verse
special 2nd verse: the brothers — a secret agent and hitman au
001 ⌞sh personas profiles⌟ — all the profiles
ꔛ one_(ateez eras)_shverse house ᵎ
/ their outfits / natal charts / mbti / energy alignment charts
[📷] wotd
the main characters of the story, they all live together in a big house - known as the shverse house - and it’s is just pure chaos. except atoz living in a big villa overlooking the sea and dreamers who lives in a new apt (for newer personas) but they are still involved with the shverse house shenanigans.
ː pirate king — say my name — hala hala — wave — wonderland — answer — inception— fireworks— rapper— atoz — dreamers — deja vu — warlock/the real ː
ꔛ two_(null)_fantasy ᵎ
/ d.o.b
all the magical characters coexisting in the same universe. they all have their own place: castle, ship, the underworld, mansion, etc.
ː prince — pirate kingdom — underworld prince — vampire — werewolf — ghost ː
[💬 ₍₁₎] talk with them @shverse-chatbot (slowly reopening)
002 ⌞writings masterlist⌟ (x reader)
domestic bits — blurbsfest
smut/suggestive (s) - fluff (f)
⇢ wonderland x fireworks (s) | edit
⇢ answer x halahala (s)
⇢
⇢ hala hala - being soft (f)
⇢ fireworks - untitled1 (s)
⇢ wonderland - ebg (f)(s)
⇢ inception - detention (s)
⇢ wonderland -
⇢ blurb: prince (s)
⇢ blurb: wonderland (s)
⇢ react: s/o sits on their lap (f)(s)
⇢ react: s/o sits on their face (s)
⇢ taking sex pills mtl: to break first (s)
⇢ headcanons: s/o birthday
⇢ headcanons: amusement park/rollercoasters
⇢ headcanons: inception x pirate king dynamics
⌞mini spin-off series⌟
spin-off series of stories within the same universe with different underplots
┊i. wonderland: teacher au aka wonderland crushing on a kindergarten teacher while doing volunteering work ⇢
┊ii. roommates stories:
(please feel free to drop in my inbox with thoughts or questions or anything at all regarding the sh-verse i love talking about it!! + requests for the sh-verse are open— rules) ⌕ — old m.list
#an hourglass to rule them all#im clearly shit at intros but maybe someday i’ll be able to write a proper one#ateez smut#seonghwa smut#ateez scenarios#seonghwa drabbles#seonghwa x reader#ateez au#seonghwa fanfic#ateez fanfic#ateez fantasy au#eonghwa.writings#psh.writings#sh.verse#navi
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congratulations on your 4 year anniversary! i couldn't decide on one golcha member/prompt to send, so please choose the one prompt that inspires you the most! (and if none them do, then big welp delete this ask lol) thank you so much for writing!!
daeyeol + time travel au
sungyoon + secret agent au
jangjun + imaginary friend au
youngtaek + road trip au
seungmin + bodyguard au
jaehyun + fortune teller au
jibeom + haunted house au
joochan + penpal au
donghyun + street racing au
bomin + android/robot au
Anon your brain is so big??????? How did you come up with all of this????? I love all of these aus but since it's Bomin's birthday I think I'll write the one for the birthday boy <3 thank you for requesting, and I hope you enjoy!!
4 year anniversary drabble game: send me a Stray Kids/The Boyz/Golden Child/Ateez member + a prompt (check out the post for ideas) and I’ll write a drabble for you!
This turned out so much longer than I thought it'd be holy shit? Also, this drabble is set in the universe of the Lunar Chronicles, but you don’t need to know anything about it to understand this :) would highly recommend the series if you haven’t read it though!
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Title: To Be Human
Pairing: Bomin x gender neutral!reader
Word count: 1.1k
Triggers: mentions of a gunshot (nothing graphic)
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Bomin sits still as you bend over the wires sparking from his split chest, skin filaments torn and frayed, the metal underneath crushed and bent. Both of you remain silent - your focus is on not reconnecting the wrong wires, while he's probably thinking deeply about something he won't tell you. Something profound, probably, if the look in his eyes is anything to go by.
That's normal. Being an android, he's a lot smarter than you, after all.
But this silence... he's thinking something profound, but it's not about the answer to the universe like Daeyeol was teasing a few weeks ago. Not this time, just a few hours after a fight that nearly took the two of you out. You have an idea of his thoughts but you don't want to voice them for fear of being wrong, for fear of making the silence worse, for fear of losing Bomin completely if you say the wrong thing -
"You should take care of your own wounds first."
"Stars above!" The pliers slip between your fingers and fall to the floor with a clattering thud. "Stars, Bomin, give me some warning -"
Then his words register, and the silence falls once more.
You break it this time, picking up the pliers and returning to the wires still intermittently sparking where his heart would be. You can talk while you work - there's no time to waste, not when Bomin also has a shattered wrist that needs a lot of attention too. "I'm fine," you say, focusing on not letting the sparks touch your skin. "I only have scratches. You took the brunt of it." You look up. "You've got to stop doing that for me."
Bomin blinks once, slow, not the usual ten-times-a-minute blink that's been programmed into his system. The profound look on his face disappears, replaced for a moment by confusion. "Why?"
A gunshot cracks through the air. You watch as though in slow motion as the bullet makes its arc, speeding toward your chest -
The unmistakable sound of metal collapsing and crumpling in on itself fills your ears, and a scream builds in your throat as you watch Bomin fall to the ground and crush his wrist, chest blown open with wires sparking everywhere.
Not real. Not now, at least. You jerk yourself out of the memory and try to breathe. Breath comes in short gasps, air barely filling your lungs - you can feel the remnants of that scream ripping your throat apart as you watched him fall, sure that he was dead even though you knew he wouldn't be unless his personality chip exploded which it couldn't because you'd modified him in such a way that it would be almost impossible to hit it without knowing exactly where it was -
"Y/N?"
A hand settles on your cheek, skin filaments so real, so warm, so comforting against your face. You squeeze your eyes shut hard and then open them to see Bomin staring at you with worry, his undamaged hand touching your skin.
He's alive. Bomin is alive. You swallow hard, turning away from the gentle hand long enough to notice your own fingers are shaking. With surgical precision, you put the pliers down on the floor, like they'll blow up the way Bomin's chest did even though they're not nearly the same thing.
"When I saw you fall," you say, voice more ragged than you'd like it to be, "I thought you were dead."
Bomin blinks. "But I wasn't. The bullet didn't hit my personality chip."
"It almost hit your power source," you say, pointing into the thicket of wires and metal just visible beyond the hole in his chest. "And yes, even though it didn't hit your personality chip... if you'd lost power, it would have been disastrous. You know that."
"I wouldn't be dead, though." He blinks. "I'm not human. I'm an android."
Something in his voice sounds wrong when he says that. It brings back your musings about the profound look on his face just a few minutes ago, musings that you didn't want to say out loud for fear that you'd unintentionally push him away...
"Who said that?" you ask softly, raising one of your hands to Bomin's fingers still on your cheek. Slowly, you bring it down, holding the hand between your own.
Bomin looks down at the hand encased in yours. He doesn't speak for a very long moment. "I'm an android," he finally repeats. "I'm wires and metal. Not flesh and blood."
A lump begins to form in your throat. "And?"
"What do you mean, and?" For a moment, Bomin looks truly angry. "I'm not human!"
"Are you telling me you don't have feelings?"
He blinks. Once. Twice. Then -
"I don't know." His voice doesn't crack, but perhaps if his vocal cords weren't made of metal, it would. "I don't know, Y/N, I'm an android, I'm not supposed to feel emotions, so I can't tell if anything I'm supposedly feeling is actually real -"
"I didn't program those feelings into you," you interrupt. Stars above, how long has he been holding this in? "No one did."
"Because I'm faulty." His words are bleak, barren. "A faulty personality chip."
"No."
He looks at you.
"Not faulty. Not even broken." Your eyes don't leave his. "Just you."
Bomin doesn't say anything.
"I think that... more than flesh and blood, more than whatever scientists classify as 'life' in the barest sense... our actions are what make us human." You squeeze his hand slightly and feel relieved when he doesn't pull away. "Feel free to take this with a grain of salt. I'm no philosopher. But..." The lump in your throat is making it really hard to continue. "When you took that bullet for me today, even knowing that there was only the tiniest chance that it would truly decimate you forever..."
The hand between yours pulls away. You almost panic but then it begins to rise, slow, steady, to brush away a tear you didn't even know had fallen down your face.
"When you took that shot for me, that was human, Bomin." Your eyes burn, but you force yourself to hold his gaze. "Being human... it means we care for people. Care for each other."
The lump in your throat won't go away. You have to fight to speak. "What I'm trying to say is you're human to me." Swallowing keeps getting progressively harder. "And I care about you. So please..."
Bomin's fingers are still on the side of your face, brushing the tears away.
"Don't do that again." Your voice finally cracks. "Because I couldn't stand to lose you."
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Precious (One-Shot)
M/F Pairing: Y/N x Choi San (Ateez)
Warnings: language, alcohol use, stripping? (lol is that a warning?)
Genre: Action AU; Spy AU
Word Count: 7K
Summary: Choi San is one of the best investigators in PD Kim Hongjoong’s agency, especially when it comes to the baddest mafia gangs. However, despite the inherent risk of his job, nothing could shock him more than the discovery that his wife might be cheating on him with another man!
A/N: This is actually based on a scene from the movie True Lies. Oh, and go hard San, like damn! 👇
San understood the inherent risk of chasing down mafia gangs who always tried their best to test his patience, especially when it involved saving their own ass. However, it made his job much easier when the ones he targeted would quickly betray their own men without any hesitation. For example, when San first brought the agency’s newest scumbag into the interrogation room, he sat him down underneath the low-hanging lamp with his hands tied behind the chair. And San fully expected to encounter another stubborn punk who insisted that he didn’t know anything about the drug cartel that San was investigating. Of course, that would be utter bullshit, but San was also pleasantly surprised to find a man who was balling his eyes out while begging San to spare his life.
“What if I don’t think you deserve to live?” San asked the man, toying with the knife that he held in his hand.
“Please!” the man cried. “I’ll tell you anything!”
“Yeah? Who do you work for?”
“Kim! From the downtown shipyard,” the man said, spilling his secrets as freely as the tears that were falling down his greasy mug.
“That so?” San asked, circling around the man who whimpered when he could no longer see him.
“I’m being cooperative, sir, just cut me some slack!”
San laughed. “What’s Kim doing these days?”
“I don’t know! He’s messing around with some gang downtown, but they aren’t expecting a new shipment until this weekend.”
“What kind of shipment?”
“Cocaine, marijuana, heroin...the usual shit!”
“Who’s he selling to?”
“It’s just a couple of local dealers. He wants them to buy strictly from his organization.”
“Really?” San asked, humming thoughtfully to himself. “What time?”
“Midnight on the East Dock! There’s a boat coming in with the product!”
San sighed because he was somewhat disappointed that the asshole was so compliant. It meant that he couldn’t play with him using his favorite set of knives. “I guess I’ll let the rest of my men deal with you.”
San immediately started for the door, smirking when he could hear the guy calling out to him: “What do you mean!? I told you everything!”
He closed the door quietly, turning to look at his partner Wooyoung who was waiting expectantly with a cheap cup of coffee in hand. “Well?”
“Check the tape,” San said. “He spilled everything.”
“Hell, yeah, dude,” Wooyoung cheered. “I can finally go home before fucking midnight.”
San’s shoulders dropped as he checked the time. “Damn, that means I’m late.”
“Late?”
“My wife was throwing me some kind of birthday party tonight,” San said, already dreading the idea of facing Y/N’s disappointment when he returned home.
“Hey, I’m sure Y/N will understand,” Wooyoung said. “This happens all the time, right?”
San glared at his friend because that comment certainly wasn’t helpful. “Because I have to stay at work all the time.”
“Dude, seriously? Everything’s fine,” Wooyoung continued. “Let’s go tell Hongjoong the good news and then you can go home and make love to your wife or whatever.”
San rolled his eyes, but quietly acquiesced, and he followed Wooyoung as he led them both into the main control room. He was already waiting for them by the time they arrived, and Kim Hongjoong, despite his smaller stature, was one of the most intimidating men that San had ever met. Not only was he in charge of their private detective agency, but he also regularly tracked down some of the most ruthless gang members with ruthless accuracy, leading investigations with a confidence that defined his character.
Hongjoong also spent most of his time at the agency when he wasn’t participating in field work, and San offered him a generous nod as Wooyoung collapsed into one of the leather chairs. “Well?” Hongjoong asked, looking at San with a stern expression.
“He told me everything,” San said, smirking at a video of Park Seonghwa who had just entered the interrogation room on the screen monitor. He could see their unfortunate suspect pleading with Seonghwa as he attempted to slide the chair into the farthest corner of the room.
“Good,” Hongjoong replied. “He didn’t seem very aggressive.”
“He cried like a little bitch,” Wooyoung said.
“Anyway,” San interrupted. “I’m going home, Hongjoong. My wife is waiting for me.”
“Ah, well give her my best,” Hongjoong said, but San couldn’t help but frown at the comment because it was Hongjoong’s fault that his wife thought he was an insurance agent since they were undercover. Of course, San was also responsible because he wanted to keep his wife safe from the mafia gangs that they dealt with on a regular basis.
In any case, San bowed respectfully, and left the two men behind as Wooyoung launched into another story about his most recent exploit involving a girl from a bar downtown.
The lights were off when San finally entered his house, humming to himself because he wasn’t sure if his wife had gone to sleep. After all, she had made the time for his dinner at 9:00 PM, and San was several hours overdue. He could only hope that she hadn’t put too much effort into preparations, but that sort of wishful thinking was quickly blown away when he walked into the kitchen.
“Hey, baby,” San said, hesitating because he noticed that his wife had her arms crossed over her chest, sitting at the table where the remnants of San’s surprise birthday party were waiting in the form of a delectable cake and several neatly wrapped presents. “I’m sorry.” He sighed, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “It was a long day.”
“That’s what you always say,” Y/N replied, and San knew that he was in trouble.
“I’ll make it up to you,” he said, but the words rang hollow in his own ears because San knew that there would be more nights like this in the future.
“I’m tired, San,” she replied, lowering her gaze to the floor. “We can talk about this later.”
San nodded, and his eyes followed his wife’s form as she trudged up the stairs with an absence of her usual exuberance. He groaned when he sat down at the table in her place, feeling his heart break at the beautiful decorations complimenting the natural elegance of their dining room. He knew that this couldn’t continue, and San needed to do something to convince Y/N that he still cared about her, even if that meant ignoring some of his work-related responsibilities.
Subsequently, the next morning San called the office and asked Wooyoung to handle his morning meetings. His friend protested at first, but San drove a hard bargain when he offered him free lunch for the remainder of the week. Wooyoung was suddenly much more accepting, and San was feeling excited about the suprise that he had planned for his wife. As such, he drove to Y/N’s office to surprise her for an impromptu date to the best restaurant in the city.
As he rode the elevator to the corresponding floor, San checked the time on his watch, smiling when he realized that he would catch Y/N right before she usually left for lunch. He also studied his appearance in the reflecting panels of the elevator, nodding once in reassurance when he stepped out into the hallway, enduring the endless maze of office cubicles to find Y/N’s desk. “Don’t blow this San,” he said to himself before walking in her direction.
He was almost there when he heard one of the assistants mention his wife’s name. “Y/N, your mystery man is on the line!”
San paused, faltering in his steps when he heard Y/N’s voice answer the phone call. “Hello? Mike?”
“Mike?” He whispered to himself, shuffling closer to overhear the remainder of the conversation.
“Today?” Y/N questioned. “Of course, I can meet you for lunch.” San swallowed hard, trying not to jump to conclusions. “I’d love that!” Y/N giggled. “I’ll see you then.”
San quickly darted into one of the empty cubicles, holding his breath when Y/N passed him on the way out of the office. His shoulders instantly deflated, and he could feel a bitter rage churning inside his stomach. “What the hell?” he cursed, reaching for his phone to call Wooyoung because he was nothing short of pissed off and nobody was safe from his wrath.
San watched from a distance as Wooyoung pulled up to the sidewalk, rolling down the window to greet San as he climbed into the passenger’s seat. “Hey, man,” Wooyoung said. “Welcome to the club. The same thing happened to me with wife number two, remember? She was a real piece of work.”
“But this is Y/N,” San argued, still shaken from the phone call. “She wouldn’t do this to me.”
“Hard to argue with the evidence,” Wooyoung said, shrugging like he wasn’t at all concerned. “Look, divorces are common these days. I’ll even let you crash on my couch.”
“It’s not going to happen,” San insisted. “There has to be something else.”
“What did you expect, San?” Wooyoung asked him. “You’re never there anymore.”
The brutal truth hit San like a freight train, and he fumbled with his seat-belt while holding out his cellphone. “I can’t do this anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m not giving up on our marriage,” San said. “I’m fixing this before it gets any worse.”
Wooyoung’s eyes widened. “San, I don’t like that look on your face.”
“Relax,” San hissed, holding up the phone to his ear. He was pleased when one of the agency’s interns answered from the other end. “I’m coming back to the agency. I need someone to help me tap some phone lines.”
“What!” Wooyoung screeched, but San ignored him as he shot off a series of orders to the poor intern who probably had no idea why San was so angry.
“Do it now!” San growled, assaulting the end phone call button before glaring out the windshield.
“San, are you fucking insane?” Wooyoung gasped. “This is a blatant misappropriation of funds! If Hongjoong finds out...”
“He won’t,” San interrupted. “Besides, I’m not doing anything that could hurt the agency.”
“But you’re talking about spying on your wife!”
“It’s not spying.”
“What the hell is your definition of spying, San?”
“Look, I’m just trying to keep this under control,” San retorted. “I would think that my friend might support me.”
“I do support you, San, but this is taking things too far!”
“Just drive back to the agency,” San growled. “I’m tired of arguing.”
San was pleased when several interns greeted him at the main office of their agency’s building. “Mr. Choi, we have the phone wires tapped at the work location and home address that you gave us.”
“Good,” San said, ignoring the way that Wooyoung was trying to get his attention while they entered the recording room.
“San!” Wooyoung pouted, hurrying to match his friend’s pace. “This is insane!”
“Get me some tracking equipment,” San added, throwing the command to the intern who nodded.
“Tracking!” Wooyoung exclaimed. “You’re gonna follow her?”
“Also, make sure that Hongjoong doesn’t find out,” San said, and Wooyoung waved his hands wildly through the air.
“Earth to San! Doesn’t it seem suspicious when you can’t tell Hongjoong about this?”
“He’ll make a big deal out of nothing,” San replied, checking the monitors that were supposed to record his wife’s future phone conversations.
“Nothing? Does this qualify as anything less than treason!”
San turned to look at his frazzled friend, holding his hands behind his back. “I’ve got everything under control, okay? And I need you to bring the van to my house tonight. I can sneak out Y/N’s purse and we can stitch in the GPS.”
Wooyoung sighed. “Anything else, your majesty?”
“Less attitude would be nice,” San told him cheekily, leaving Wooyoung to fume quietly to himself. In the meantime, San had one of the interns help him load some equipment into his car, ignoring the curious looks that he received from the other agents. Because whenever they attempted to inquire about the equipment, San would lie and tell them that he was doing some reconnaissance work from home.
Which wasn’t that far from the truth.
Later that night, San made sure that he was home early, surprising Y/N when he walked inside to offer her a gentle kiss in greeting. “San!” Y/N exclaimed. “You’re home?”
“Is that a problem?” San questioned.
“N-no,” Y/N stuttered. “But I wasn’t expecting you until later.”
“Hmmm...” San grinned. “I’ll be upstairs in the shower. Unless you want to join me?”
Y/N gasped, and her cheeks filled with an adorable blush. “Dinner...”
“It’s alright,” San said. “We can always mess around later.”
Y/N managed a nod which was nothing short of endearing, and San was even more convinced that he needed to keep a closer eye on his wife.
Thereafter, once he finished helping Y/N clean their dishes, they both returned to the bedroom upstairs. San immediately fell across the bed, enjoying the way that his mattress felt against his back after so many long hours at work. He also studied Y/N from the corner of his eye, formulating his next plan of action.
“I thought that we could have lunch tomorrow,” San said, and Y/N paused in front of the mirror.
“Oh,” she said. “I wish I had known sooner, babe, I’ve already made plans with some of my friends.”
“Really?” San asked, keeping a close eye on Y/N when he reached over onto the nightstand to grab her purse. “That sounds like fun.”
“It’s been a while,” she responded, covering her face with a delicate mask that gave San the perfect opportunity to quietly retreat into the bathroom. He immediately found the window above the sink, opening it just enough to toss out Y/N’s purse to an awaiting Wooyoung who was completely drenched from the rain.
“Yeah, thanks,” Wooyoung retorted, and San paused until he was around the corner of the house before returning to the bedroom.
“I’ll be right back,” San said, but Y/N was still distracted by the mess that she had made of her face mask. San chuckled to himself, hustling down the stairs to fling open the front door.
Thankfully, the agency’s van was parked in the driveway, and San waited by the door for Wooyoung who shakily offered him the purse. “You know, there’s still an opportunity for us to give up on this ridiculous plan.”
However, San’s silencing glare spoke louder than words. “What?”
“I mean, the GPS is at the bottom!” Wooyoung replied, flinching when San slammed the door in his face.
In the meantime, San had re-entered the house with Y/N’s purse tucked under his coat, bringing it upstairs and returning it to its previous place on the nightstand. “Are you tried?” he asked Y/N, laying back down on the bed as he watched her.
“Yeah,” she said. “Do you have to be up early?”
“Not really,” San said, holding his breath as Y/N finally joined him on the bed. He carefully turned over on his side, dragging Y/N closer with one arm wrapped around her delicate waist. “You know,” he hesitated, “I feel really bad about coming home late.”
Y/N stiffened against his embrace. “Don’t worry about it.”
“It’s okay,” San said. “I should work on that. You deserve better.”
Y/N gave no acknowledgment of his comment. Instead, she muttered something about feeling exhausted because of work, and San simply nodded his head in response. “I love you, Y/N.”
However, Y/N didn’t offer anything in return, and San could feel his heart sinking low inside his chest.
When San arrived to work the next morning, he decided to finally address the mounting pile of paperwork on his desk. It was mostly just an excuse to remain in the office because one of the interns, who he had assigned to watch over the phone lines, might come to him with developing information concerning Y/N. Thus, San was certain that he needed to remain on standby since he might receive an update at any moment.
Eventually, the work was starting to become tedious, and he glared at the clock when lunchtime rolled around, wondering if his wife was going on some kind of lunch date with her “mystery” man. But to San, he wasn’t much of a mystery, just some bastard who thought that he could try and seduce his wife. Which, of course, made him San’s rival, and there was nothing that he wanted more than to confront this man and beat the shit out of him.
His violent thoughts made San feel restless inside his office, and he decided to visit the interrogation office where the interns had been stationed. However, during his brief walk down the hallway, he thought about Y/N and her dismissive attitude towards him from the previous evening. Was his wife really no longer interested in him? Would San have enough guts to give her a divorce if she asked for it?
He shivered at the scenario, but the unexpected sight of Wooyoung talking with his interns provided a good distraction. “What’s going on?” San demanded when he walked into the room, and Wooyoung immediately hid something behind his back.
“San!” Wooyoung exclaimed, refusing to meet his gaze.
“You’re holding something,” San said.
“No...”
San rolled his eyes, cornering Wooyoung against the wall before reaching behind him to snatch away the transcript that his interns had likely created for him. Ignoring Wooyoung’s complaints, San started reading over the words, frowning when he realized that it was a conversation between his wife and Mike. “They’re meeting for lunch,” San said. “I know this restaurant.”
“Oh?”
San turned to address his interns. “Anything else?”
“No, sir,” one of them responded, and San reached behind him for the collar of Wooyoung’s well-pressed shirt.
“You’re coming with me,” San said.
“Where?” Wooyoung asked, and San held up the transcript that his friend immediately objected. “That’s really taking this too far, San!”
“Are you on my side or not?”
Wooyoung hesitated, appearing entirely conflicted, so San made his decision for him. He snatched Wooyoung’s familiar car keys from one of the desks, and Wooyoung only had a brief moment of realization before he was rushing to catch-up to San on the way out the front door. Unfortunately, San was beyond reason, ignoring Wooyoung’s attempts at rational conversation by opening the driver’s side door. “Take us there,” San requested, tossing his keys into the air before making himself comfortable on the opposite side.
Wooyoung was grumbling when he switched on the ignition. “This is really low, San.”
“You’re supposed to be my friend and partner.”
“I am!” Wooyoung said, slowly guiding them out into traffic. “Which is why I’m the most qualified to give you relationship advice, and I think that spying on your wife is a hard pass.”
“Says the same guy who’s already been divorced twice!”
“Yeah, and that means I know when you’re doing something wrong,” Wooyoung said. “And that we're doing right now? Wrong!”
“Just drive,” San insisted, and Wooyoung must’ve realized that his friend was stoically determined to follow through with his plan because he started quietly driving the rest of the way to the restaurant. “Pull in at the front,” San instructed him.
Wooyoung turned off the ignition, sighing as he leaned back in his seat. “There’s Y/N’s car.”
“Turn on the audio,” San said. “You put the microphone in her purse, right?”
“I stitched it myself,” Wooyung confirmed, reaching down to twist the knob on the machine attached to the radio.
There was mostly static until two distinct voices filled the rest of the car. “Hey, I’m so glad to see you,” a male voice said, and San assumed that it belonged to this Mike character.
“Of course,” Y/N responded timidly. “What did you need?”
“It’s important,” Mile said. “I think they’re coming for me tonight.”
“Tonight?” Y/N gasped, and San and Wooyoung exchanged a quick look.
“You’ll be there for me, right?” Mike asked, and San wrinkled his nose at the disgusting tone. “I have something to ask you.”
“Yes?”
“I can’t tell you until it’s safer,” Mike said. “Come home with me, tonight. We can talk in a place where they can’t follow us.”
“Damn, this guy moves fast!” Wooyoung laughed, but he immediately stopped when he noticed San’s fierce expression. “Oh, shit, I mean, that sleazy scumbag! Who does he think he is?”
“Just shut up,” San said, leaning in closer to the radio because Y/N was talking again.
“I have work until 5,” Y/N said.
“I’ll pick you up outside the office,” Mike replied, and there was a sound that reminded San suspiciously of the noise that he associated with Y/N’s delicate kisses.
“I’m beating the shit out of this bastard,” San declared, and Wooyoung shivered at his dangerous tone.
“Are we following them later?”
“Absolutely,” San agreed, reaching over to grab the GPS tracker. “I’m putting an end to this bullshit!”
Wooyoung simply nodded because he knew that San was past the point of talking him back from over the edge.
However, San was usually the type who could control his temper. In fact, he couldn’t remember a time when he had experienced what some might call “blind rage,” but he came pretty close when he watched his wife get in a stranger’s car without any hesitation. Consequently, San was forced to take several deep breaths to clear the red clouding his vision, waiting until he was mostly clear-headed again to open his eyes. Thankfully, Wooyoung was already following Y/N and Mike, maintaining a safe distance so that they wouldn’t suspect anything.
“Keep on that car until they stop,” San instructed his friend, gripping tightly to the dash while they continued to follow Y/N and Mike through the relatively empty streets.
After twenty minutes of tense driving, they finally pulled into a modest apartment complex where Mike pulled in the driveway of one of the units. “He lives there?” Wooyoung asked, driving past their car.
“Turn back around at the end of the road,” San said while pulling out his cellphone. “I’m calling for back-up.”
“Back-up?!” Wooyoung repeated, but it was too late to change San’s mind and he was already ordering most of Hongjoon’s agents off the street to arrive at the complex.
“This is insane!” Wooyoung loudly whispered, stopping his car at the sidewalk near Mike’s apartment just in time to see Y/N walking inside with the other man.
San reached behind him for the gun that he kept on the backseat. “You aren’t shooting him, are you?” Wooyoung asked, but San’s response was nothing but a crooked smirk as he re-loaded the weapon.
Much to Wooyoung’s horror, the other agents were also fast to arrive on the scene, and San greeted Yunho and Mingi who had been dealing with a drug bust downtown. “What do we got?” Mingi asked when he recognized San.
“Some kind of undercover exchange,” San lied. “Clear out the back of the van for me.”
“Do we have any details?”
“Two people,” San explained. “One man and a woman. The dude is complete trash and you can leave him to me, but the woman is innocent, so just try and get her out safely.”
“Yes, sir,” Yunho said, teasing San with the directive.
“Get your agents ready,” San replied because he wasn’t in any mood to joke around.
Graciously, Yunho and Mingi immediately complied, shouting orders into their walkie-talkies while several agents emerged from around the house, completely dressed from head to tie in their uniforms. Actually, the entire complex was surrounded by Hongjoong’s agents with their sleek black cars, and various cases of equipment and weapons ready for their disposal. “Are you ready?” San asked Wooyoung, covering his face with a mask to disguise his identity.
Wooyoung did the same with a grunt. “I’m sure Y/N will never forget this night.”
San ignored him, checking the safety on his gun, before he stationed himself next to the front door of the apartment. He gave a signal to the agent across from him who nodded once, taking a step back to kick down the door with force, and chaos quickly unraveled as the small apartment was filled with dozens of armed men shouting and aiming their guns in the direction of the two people situated rather scandalously on the couch.
San recognized Y/N’s screams, eyes widening when he noticed that Mike had somehow made himself rather comfortable in close proximity to his wife. San grabbed the sleazy bastard who was still between his wife’s thighs, jerking him back by the collar of his shirt. “You piece of shit,” San grunted, tossing the man onto the ground to cuff his hands.
“What’s happening!” Mike cried, struggling against San’s grip. “I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Yeah, right, asshole,” San muttered, forcing Mike to stand on his own two feet again before searching for Wooyoung. “Get Y/N.”
Wooyoung nodded, approaching Y/N carefully because her eyes were filled with fear and she was looking around at all the action unfolding. “Let’s go, Ma’am,” Wooyoung said with a wince, trying his best to disguise his regular voice because Y/N might recognize him.
“Who are you?” Y/N demanded, but Wooyoung didn’t try to explain, reaching for her arm.
Y/N shrieked and fought against Wooyoung’s hold, even as Wooyoung maintained his grip. “Oh, come on, Y/N, don’t be like this.”
“You asshole!” Y/N screamed, turning around to knee Wooyoung between the legs and the younger man immediately collapsed to the ground.
“Holy shit,” Wooyoung cried. “That fucking hurt!”
His loud curse attracted San’s attention, and he brought Mike to another agent with strict directions to throw him in the back of the van. Meanwhile, he ran after Y/N who was flailing her arms while tripping in her high heels. “Damn,” San gasped, fighting for air when he finally caught up to Y/N.
“Who are you people?!” Y/N shrieked, kicking out her legs when San wrapped an arm around her upper torso. He certainly hadn’t expected his wife to fight them so much, especially when she leaned down to bite him. However, he only groaned in complaint and fought against the pain while he managed to drag Y/N back to another agent’s car.
“Take her to the agency,” San instructed one of the other men. “In the interrogation room.”
“Yes, sir,” the agent said, and San waited until he was driving off before he confronted Wooyoung who was still hunched over on his knees.
“Come on,” San said, tapping his foot against him.
“You try getting kicked in the dick,” Wooyoung spat, using San’s suspenders to help himself back up. “God, you stupid prick,” Wooyung howled, still feeling the effects of Y/N’s kick while he flipped off Mingi and Yunho who were laughing at his expense.
“Job well done, gentlemen,” Yunho said, flashing San a quick thumbs-up as he settled himself behind the wheel of the van.
“Ignore him,” San told a still seething Wooyoung before they drove off in the direction of Hongjoong’s agency.
The interrogation room was incredibly high-tech with an indestructible Plexiglas wall separating the room itself from the attached studio which was filled with expensive equipment. Wooyoung and San sat together in the studio, watching Y/N as she stormed around the room, screaming and yelling while demanding to be heard. “She’s something else,” Wooyoung remarked.
“Do we still have the voice changing microphone?” San asked.
“Of course,” Wooyoung said, reaching behind him for the appropriate instrument. “Let me get it ready.”
San nodded, thoughtfully considering Y/N who had passionately refused to sit down even after facing stern directions from one of the interns. She had always been passionate, refusing to give in to others, and it was a big part of the reason why San had fallen in love with her in the first place. It was also impossible to describe Y/N’s beauty because, even after such a long and chaotic evening, she still managed to look good in nothing but casual jeans and a simple blouse.
“Good evening, Mrs. Choi,” Wooyoung spoke into the mic, and his voice echoed inside the interrogation room. “We’d like to ask you some questions. It’s in your best interest to cooperate.”
However, Y/N appeared less than compliant, and she furiously slammed her hands against the glass. “Who are you! What do you want from me?”
“Calm down, Mrs. Choi,” Wooyoung said, flinching when San abruptly took the microphone from him.
“We found you with an incredibly dangerous man, Mrs. Choi,” San said. “Can you tell us how the two of you met?”
“Dangerous?” Y/N repeated, looking nothing short of confused. “Mike?”
“How do you know him?”
“We met when I was having lunch alone one day,” Y/N said. “He came up to me with a briefcase and said that he was being followed by some suspicious agents.”
“Why?”
“He works undercover,” Y/N explained. “His work seemed really important.”
“So important that you decided to help him?” San asked.
“Well,” Y/N hesitated. “He said he needed me.”
“Needed you in what way, Mrs. Choi?” Wooyoung took over, much to San’s displeasure.
Y/N narrowed her eyes. “What the hell are you insinuating?”
“Is it because your husband isn’t pleasing you anymore, Mrs. Choi?” Wooyoung asked, whining when San grabbed the microphone from him.
“Let me handle this,” San said, before turning his attention back to Y/N. “Why did you keep meeting him, even though you barely knew who he was?”
“I don’t know,” Y/N said, throwing out her hands desperately. “I guess it’s stupid, but I kinda liked that he was involved with something top secret. It seemed really special for me to be a part of it.”
“Special enough for you to cheat on your husband?” San practically spat into the microphone.
“Wait a minute! How do you know that I’m married?”
“We know everything, Mrs. Choi,” San said, quickly trying to make-up for his slip. “Did you sleep with him?”
“I hardly see how that’s any of our business!”
“Answer the question,” San insisted. “Your compliance with us could help your case.”
“My case?”
“Of course,” San said. “You were found with a wanted man. That makes you an accomplice.”
Wooyoung cleared his throat. “Isn’t that a little too much?”
San shook his head, determined to get to the bottom of things. “No, I didn’t,” Y/N finally said. “Satisfied?”
“Were you attracted to him?”
“No!” Y/N cried. “What do these questions have to do with anything?”
“I just have one more thing for you, Mrs. Choi,” San said, taking a deep breath as he braced himself for the answer. “Do you still love your husband?”
Y/N sighed, looking around the steel-gray walls of the room. “Yes,” she said. “I still love him.”
“Terrific!” Wooyoung whispered. “She still loves you! Everything's fine.”
However, San still had one more thing in mind. “You want some adventure in your life, Mrs. Choi,” San said carefully. “That’s good because we might have a solution to our problem concerning your association with Mike. Otherwise, we’ll have to turn you into the authorities.”
“Well!” Y/N exclaimed. “I guess I don’t have a choice.”
Wooyoung covered the microphone, looking at San with suspicious eyes. “What the hell are you planning?”
San smirked at Wooyoung. “If she wants some excitement, then I’m going to give it to her.”
Wooyoung rolled his eyes, but remained silent. “Mrs. Choi,” San said. “How do you feel about doing some undercover work for us?”
After ensuring that one of the agency’s interns could safely return Y/N home, Wooyoung and San drove quietly to the edge of town to deal with Mike. They pulled the van off the road next to a large overpass, dragging him out screaming and crying from the back. But despite his attempts to break free, San held him perilously at the edge of an enormous dam. “Please,” Mike cried. “Don’t kill me.”
San rolled his eyes, even though Mike probably couldn’t tell from behind his mask. “Did you really think you could get away with it?”
“What are you talking about?” Mike questioned. “You’ve got the wrong guy!”
“It’s all over,” Wooyoung said. “Your career as a spy is well-documented.”
“No!”
“Yes!”
“No, seriously, I’m just a car salesman,” Mike cried. “I’ve never done anything wrong!”
“Why did we find you with that young woman?” San asked. “We overheard you telling her all about your secret as a spy!”
“It’s only because I have to lie to get laid,” Mike said. “I made the whole thing up because I was trying to impress her!”
“A married woman?” San asked.
“I’m sorry,” Mike said, and there were actual tears streaming down his face. “I’m the biggest coward in the world!”
“Get the fuck out of here,” San grunted, jerking Mike’s hands free from his shirt.
“As soon as I’m not looking I know that you’re gonna shoot me!” Mike declared, walking backwards as he looked back and forth between San and Wooyoung.
San pushed him out of the way, reaching for the driver’s side door of the van. Meanwhile, Wooyoung turned around to confront the frazzled man. He reached for his gun, firing off a few rounds into the air while Mile immediately covered his head. “Fuck off, dude.’”
One Week Later
The hotel made for the perfect cover, and an ideal situation to carry out San’s plan for his wife, even if Wooyoung was less than enthusiastic. He was currently helping San arrange the room to his liking, moving one of the chairs into the shadows of the curtains. His partner also handed San a tape recorder, and San smiled at him gratefully. “Look,” Wooyoung said. “I had one of the interns record some shit. Just play the phrases whenever you need to talk to her.”
It was a good way to disguise his voice, and sitting in the corner would help keep his identity protected. “Did you arrange everything with her?” San asked.
“We had an agent call the house earlier with instructions,” Wooyoung said. “We told her that she was meeting a man who’d be expecting an exotic dancer. She’s supposed to tell you that the regular girl is sick.”
“What did you ask her to do?”
“We dropped off an envelope by her office,” Wooyoung explained. “Her job is to plant the bug on the nightstand without you noticing.”
San chuckled. “And who does she think I am exactly?”
“A very wealthy man,” Wooyoung said, reaching for his phone when it started ringing. He answered in quietly, stepping off to the side of the room while San finished arranging a bouquet of roses next to the little side table where he would be sitting for most of the night. Despite the fact that this whole night had been his idea, he was still nervous about how his wife would handle everything, and there was inherent risk of exposing his identity that he was trying to ignore.
“She’s on her way up,” Wooyoung announced.
“Then, you should go,” San said, ushering Wooyoung towards the door, even while his partner flipped off the light switches as he passed them.
“I’ll be in the lobby in case something goes horribly wrong,” Wooyoung said. “Since it might considering how insane this entire plan is!”
“Relax,” San said, giving him a friendly pat on the ass. “I have everything under control.”
Wooyoung still appeared doubtful, but he gave his friend the benefit of the doubt, and San made sure that the door was closed and unlocked before he settled himself on the chair that he placed in the corner of the room. He sat down with a nervous exhale, wondering if he should cross his legs or not, and he held the tape recorder behind him. There was no turning back from the plan, and San anxiously anticipated Y/N’s arrival, finally deciding to leave his legs spread out in front of him.
It was only a few minutes later that he heard the sound of the front door opening, waiting with a pounding heart as Y/N entered the room. San swallowed hard when Y/N approached, wearing one of the sexiest dresses that he had ever seen in his entire life. His eyes trailed down the skin of her exposed legs, moving back up again to pause on the tight fit around her breasts. He cleared his throat and reached behind him for the tape recorder. “What’s your name?”
San jumped when he noticed that the recording's voice was much deeper than his, and it was also slightly accented.
“Y/N,” she whispered, and her tone certainly didn’t match the intimidating outfit that she wore. “The regular girl was sick, but she thought you would like me.”
“Let me determine that for myself.”
Y/N nodded, reaching behind her for the zipper, but San quickly rewound the tape. “No, do it slowly for me.”
She was hesitant, but San sat up straighter when she turned around to undo the zipper on the back of the dress, allowing it to fall onto the floor. San cleared his throat, taking in the sight of Y/N wearing a black set of lingerie, and the panties barely covered her ass when she made a complete circle to look at San again for directions. “Dance for me,” the recording instructed. “I want to see how sexy you are.”
Y/N paused while San reached out to turn on the radio, adjusting the volume for the heavy bass song that began to play throughout the room. San waited, taking in a deep breath when her hips started to move, and it was awkward at first, until she finally found the beat, dragging her hands over her gorgeous body. San watched as her hands traveled over her breasts, moving them down sensuously to tease the waistband of her underwear.
At this point, San’s heart was practically leaping into his throat, and the music sounded unbelievably loud inside his ears. Y/N was clearly distracted by her own dancing, closing her eyes as she continued to hypnotize San with the tantalizing way that she undulated her hips. San groaned at the display because he was uncomfortably hard in his black trousers, reaching down to adjust himself as he watched Y/N grind herself against the bed post.
She dropped lower to the ground, pushing her ass out in San’s direction, and every bit of blood in his body had moved south to fill his cock. It took everything that he had not to launch himself at his wife who was using the post as support to sway her body from side to side. San closed his eyes, leaning over to turn down the radio so that Y/N could hear the tape recorder again.
“Lie on the bed and close your eyes.”
Y/N stumbled in her heels at the unexpected order, but she still obeyed, gently lowering herself vertically across the hotel’s king-sized bed. In the meantime, San took a flower from the vase next to him, walking over to Y/N to drag the velvety petals against her smooth skin. He was unable to help himself when he joined her on the edge of the bed, leaning down to claim Y/N’s irresistible red-glossed lips.
He moaned against her mouth, resisting the urge to climb his fingers along her beautiful skin that was practically glowing from the light penetrating through the curtains. It had been a long time since he had kissed his wife so passionately, and he was determined to make her feel good tonight. Of course, distracted by the moment’s pleasures, San failed to realize that Y/N had grabbed the alarm clock from the corner of the nightstand until she was hitting him over the head with the offending object. “Pervert!” she shouted, immediately rising from the bed. San grunted as he collapsed to the floor, feeling the dizzying effects of the hit that he had just taken courtesy of his wife’s powerful aim.
However, he quickly came to realize that Y/N was trying to put on her dress while limping haphazardly for the exit. “Y/N,” San shouted, and his wife paused. “It’s me!” He removed the mask and held up his hands, watching Y/N’s eyes grow wide with shock.
“San?” she gasped, and her entire body was suddenly shaking.
“Yes, it’s me,” San whispered, hoping to calm her down.
“H-How?” she asked, clutching the dress tightly to her chest.
“I’m not an insurance agent,” San said, carefully approaching his wife like she might flee at any moment. “I work for a private detective’s office downtown, but I had to lie because I didn’t want you to get hurt.”
“What?” Y/N questioned, pulling at the strands of her hair as if she couldn’t process anything that he was saying. “None of this makes sense!”
“It was me that night with Mike or whoever,” San revealed. “I interrogated you in that room, and I had some of the agents organize this night for us!”
“San, you sound insane right now!” Y/N said.
“I know,” San agreed, trying to reach out for Y/N, but she quickly took another step back. “I’m so sorry for everything, baby. I couldn’t stand the thought of you getting hurt because of the stuff that I did at work, so I made up a cover to protect you!”
“You?” Y/N repeated, and San wasn’t sure if it was a question or just his wife’s attempt to make sense of everything. “Y-you're being honest? This was your idea?”
San nodded. “Look, I have a badge and everything,” he said, reaching into his pocket to extract his wallet, holding it out for Y/N who took it with narrowed eyes. “I’ve been working at the agency for years. That’s I’m always home so late because my cases sometimes are more difficult than others.”
Y/N had taken out his badge, studying it with an expression that he had never seen from his wife before. Finally, she dropped the wallet and badge onto the floor, inhaling once as she addressed him. “I can’t believe you’ve lied to me.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” San said, desperately trying to make amends. “I know it was wrong to keep this from you, but I thought it would help you.”
“Help me?” Y/N spat. “Really, San? Because I love thinking that my husband is an insurance agent who spends all night at his office, but it turns out that he’s secretly keeping another identity from me since he could actually die!”
“I’m hardly ever in danger,” San said, but he realized that Y/N wasn’t quite as accepting.
“And what’s this dancing thing all about?” she asked. “You literally tricked me into coming here so you could watch me dry hump the bed?”
“That’s not it, Y/N,” San said. “I- I heard what you said in the interrogation room. You said that you wanted to do something special.”
“But not after my husband lied to me!” Y/N said, meeting San across the room to sharply push against his shoulders. “Is our marriage a cover too?”
“Of course not,” San said, shaking his head. “Y/N, I love you more than anything else in the world.”
“If you loved me, then we wouldn’t be in this situation,” Y/N said. “I feel humiliated!”
“I’m sorry,” San tried again. “This is all my fault, and you can hate me for the rest of your life, but I never wanted to hurt you. Because I’ve loved you long before I became an agent, and I just want you to know that I care about your happiness, even if sometimes seems like I’m the world’s biggest asshole.”
Y/N sniffled, studying San for several long moments. “I believe that you love me,” she finally said. “And I still love you too, but we’re gonna talk about this! Do you hear me?”
“Of course,” San agreed.
“Especially about this disaster,” she continued. “What the hell were you thinking?”
“Well,” San said, searching for the correct words. “You look really hot...”
“Shit! I’m still fucking mad at you!” Y/N said, but there was also a carnal energy in her eyes that had San hesitating. “I swear to God I’ll make you pay for this!”
“Is that a promise?” San asked, and Y/N didn’t hesitate to throw her weight against him in a furious kiss as they both landed on top of the luxury bed.
#ateez#ateez fanfic#ateez x reader#ateez oneshot#ateez san#choi san#ateez san fanfic#san fanfic#choi san oneshot#san oneshot#ateez san au
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Chapters: 1/5
Fandom: ATEEZ (Band)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, mentions of yungi & jongsang
Characters: Kim Hongjoong, Park Seonghwa, Choi San, Jung Wooyoung, Jeong Yunho, Song Mingi, Choi Jongho, Kang Yeosang, Kim Yonghwan | Eden
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Spies & Secret Agents, Spies & Secret Agents, Undercover as a Couple, Enemies to Lovers, Kissing, Living Together, Sharing a Bed, Mutual Pining, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Idiots in Love, hongjoong can kill a man a thousand ways and im here for it, so is seonghwa lmao, Flirting, Size Difference, Feelings Realization, more humorous than dramatic spy au, Literal Sleeping Together, Self-Indulgent, yeosang is an evil genius and i luv him for that, Love/Hate, Denial of Feelings, i blame wonderland era seonghwa for this fic
Summary:
Hongjoong is the best spy in his agency and yet he’s been forced to team up with his greatest rival Seonghwa, who is both the most notorious Raven (seducer) and risky spy he’s ever known. Together they go undercover at a couple’s resort in order to bust a drug ring and locate two missing agents, but in the end they discover more than what they bargained for.
A slightly humorous enemies to lovers, spies undercover, fake couple AU.
#I WROTE THE THING AHHHHH#ateez#park seonghwa#kim hongjoong#seongjoong#woosan#yungi#jongsang#ao3#ateez fanfic#ateez fic
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ATZ Special Unit
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/FTYHRl2
by author8_8loves
!! Police/Mafia ATEEZ AU !!
!! Sequel to SKZ Modeling Co !!
Hongjoong is the sheriff, and Seonghwa is an extravagant detective!
Hongjoong hates Seonghwa .. but why?
When one certain case has to the two working together again, can Seonghwa unlock the secrets to Hongjoong's heart before unlocking the secrets of their case?
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UPDATES EVERY THURSDAY
this story is in a texting and occasional social media post format!
However! There is also a classic writing format written in for in-person interactions and plot!
ships included; seongjoong (main), woosan, yungi (2nd main), jongsang
Started: March 30th, 2024
Finished: -----
Words: 3982, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kim Hongjoong, Park Seonghwa, Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang, Kim Namjoon | RM, Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Hwang Hyunjin, Bang Chan (Stray Kids)
Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho/Kang Yeosang
Additional Tags: Kim Hongjoong-centric, Kim Hongjoong is Bad at Feelings, Sheriff Kim Hongjoong, Detective Park Seonghwa, Song Mingi is Whipped (ATEEZ), Secret Agent Song Mingi, Model Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Soft Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Barista Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Dancer Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung is a Little Shit (ATEEZ), Hacker Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), ATZ Special Unit, Police Officer Choi San (ATEEZ), Police Officer Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Receptionist Kang Yeosang, Best Friends Jung Wooyoung & Kang Yeosang, Captain Kim Namjoon | RM, Enemies to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Police, Everyone Is Gay
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/FTYHRl2
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by any chance are u talking about the ateez writer that wrote that immortal yeosang fic because uhhh 👀 i would like to say that i also think their work is sooo beautiful the sm*t ruins things and i skip it. But the emotions and WORDS oof
mm im not sure i havent read all of their work but they also have dragon!hwa x king!joong, woosang zombie apocalypse, elemental gods au, secret agents seongjoong etc
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Hidden Love Masterlist
༶ ❅ ༶ Summary: Secret agents and mafia leaders don’t go together. That’s at least what San, Wooyoung, Hongjoong and Seonghwa thought. But fate has other plans for them.
༶ ❅ ༶ Word count: N/A
༶ ❅ ༶ Warnings: Angst, smut, drama, romance, fluff, strong language, angst with a happy ending, blood, violence, secret agents au, mafia au, guns, shooting, other mafia/gang related things
༶ ❅ ༶ Group: ATEEZ
༶ ❅ ༶ Relationships: Choi San/Jung Wooyoung, Park Seonghwa/Kim Hongjoong, Choi Jongho/Kang Yeosang, Song Mingi/Jeong Yunho, Park Soomin/Kim Byeol
༶ ❅ ༶ Additional tags: None
༶ ❅ ༶ Chapters:
Profiles: San, Seonghwa, Hongjoong, Wooyoung
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
Chapter XIV
Chapter XV
Chapter XVI
Chapter XVII
Chapter XVIII
Chapter XIX
Chapter XX
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